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Don't You Judge Me

2008-06-07T22:26:00.000-07:00

Hi, I'm gay. GAY. And if you have a problem with that, fuck off. FUCK off.

Music Galore

2008-01-26T20:01:00.001-08:00

It has occurred to me many times that I have a very random taste in music. Please read the following concerts that I attended in 2007:

The Aggrolites - reggae
Erasure - 80's pop
Slayer - metal
Marilyn Manson - metal
Gay Men's Chorus of Los Angeles - choir
Spice Girls - 90's pop
Los Robles Master Chorale - choir
Tori Amos - alternative

I've decided that every single person in America can find something they like on my ipod. I rule.

Oh, what brought this up is I keep playing that new spice girls song on youtube. Let's make the headlines! They all look better now than when they were younger. Even sporty spice who was never all that cute...and who I maintain is a lesbian.

it's taking all my strength not to watch spiceworld, yes i own the spice girls movie. i'm trying to study and to hold out so that raylene and alex can watch it in its gloriousness.

i did watch just like heaven last nite. that's a really cute chick flick. and i will say goodbye as i quote the best line from the movie:

(In regards to Saddam) Communism is so over. Buy your people toilet paper already.

Old Man Get Off the Effing Road

2008-01-15T15:17:00.001-08:00

i went for a run two days ago. i'm running down friars and am about to pass via las cumbres. the light is green for the cars going straight on friars. electric joe, aka the walk symbol, was not showing. so i press the button and he appears. i take a look to make sure that no one is turning right on via las cumbres and there are some cars coming but they're slowing down because they are turning. so i run across the street.

HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONK! i turn to my right to see the bitter, crotchety old man and his old wife stare at me as they continue to turn on via las cumbres. i proceed to flip them off. reasons why i'm annoyed.

#1 Pedestrians have the right of way asswipe.
#2 Electric Joe was showing! It's my turn anyway. It's not like the red hand was blinking or something like that. No breaking of the law on my part.
#3 Get off the road you bitter fuck.

Everyone should have a Zareh in their life

2007-10-22T18:33:00.001-07:00

There are certain people in this world that I believe help keep a peaceful world. They are happy and make everyone else happy around them. I think friends like these would help people from being suicidal and depressed. Seriously. On this note, I want to give a shout out to Zareh, whom I absolutely adore, and who makes the world a better place.

Obsessed to the max

2007-09-24T15:37:00.000-07:00

"The Kill" - 30 seconds to mars

Jared Leto, you will be mine. Please youtube the video and watch the gloriousness.

Sketchy Canada, I freaking love you

2007-09-13T22:42:00.000-07:00

Canada is on my top 10 list right now. As mentioned in a previous blog, Daria is not on DVD in the states. However, tvboxset.com (those crazy kids from canada) do have it. So i purchased it immediately.

I received it in the mail today.

Oh jesus. First, it was in this cardboard box with no padding or anything. Okay.

Then when i take it out, the top fastener does not work. I keep a rubber bank around it now to keep the dvds from falling out.

Let me explain why Canada is sketchy and I love them. First off, the cover of the case, I could've made. Completely cheap. Then the actual dvds themselves I'm sure were printed from a personal label maker. There is no copyright nothing on these discs. This would be extremely illegal in the US....but it doesn't matter because it's canada and i have my daria!

I'm going to go home and watch and see what it's all about. I'll keep you posted.

Ms. Procrastination

2007-08-30T14:43:00.000-07:00

Yes, it's true. i am the epitome of procrastination. i've been studying for this test for about 3 months now. I can't drag it on any longer. I actually don't think i should have given myself this amount of time. I think a month and a half would've been sufficient...cuz i'm reviewing everything now and i vaguely remember some of the formulas and information. blasted.

I've been so terrified of this particular portion of the exam. I just want it over with. i'm going to go in tomorrow and kick its ass. And that's about all i can do. no more reviewing....it just hurts my head. or maybe i just need to take a break. which is what i'm doing now. i'd go for a run but it's a little warm out....i haven't been hydrating and i don't want to pass out. but i seriously can't stay here and study anymore. and what's sad is i was studying at a coffee shop that was not air conditioned so i picked up and moved to the point loma library. nice and air conditioned...but now my brain is fried.

It's decided....i'm going to go be productive...in another manner. if you see me lying on the side of friars..please pick me up. 17 hours and counting....

Bleeding Through, Slayer & Marilyn Manson

2007-08-26T12:04:00.000-07:00

God I'm bruised up. Bruises on my arms, on my ribs, and one on my leg. But looking at all the freaks was well worth it.

Marcus and I were in the pit. We started out maybe 4 rows from the front during Bleeding Through. They put on a good show.

Dude, Slayer fans are freaking out of control. Somehow I ended up in the fucking middle of tall ass guys with long nappy hair. I didn't see much of slayer simply because i had these gross, smelly, sweaty, long-haired guys headbanging and whipping me in the face with their hair and sweat. not a pleasurable experience. I had lost marcus halfway through the set and i had this big black guy protecting me or something. he had his hands around me trying to block off people or just trying to touch me...i have no idea which. and he kept asking me if i was ok. but i wasn't, i couldn't get a breath of fresh air until slayer got off stage. nonetheless, it was still pretty badass.

After slayer was done, i decided to find marcus and he was holding his ground in the very first row. so i gladly join him. that's right bitches....first fucking row in a marilyn manson concert. even before the show we had to get people off us so we could maintain our badass front row. the security guys were pretty cool too. they poured bottled water down our throats and were shooting the shit with the fans.

Then it happened. I see Marilyn Manson in person. God I love that man. Unfortunately the one song I wanted him to play, he didn't...but oh well. The highlight was when he was singing about 2 yards in front of me. One step forward I would've been touching his outreached hand, two steps i would've been on top of him. It's so amazing how attracted I am to that man....being he's not attractive at all.

I made it through about 4 or 5 songs and then i felt like i was going to pass out. A combination of not eating dinner, drinking only a little water, and a large crowd tumbling and pushing into the back of me did not help my situation. They were constricting my fucking lungs and I thought I was going to die. so marcus and another guy help me over the front of the retaining wall and i stumble to the snack place where i eat a couple tortilla chips and drink a glass of water. I go back out to the floor and sit my ass down in the back and enjoy my food and somewhat fresh air. I'm so mad at myself that i gave up the fucking front row. Note to self - before crazy ass shows, eat food.

But MM put on a great show. He wasn't exactly on key the whole time but it's just a spectacle to watch him in action. I am so happy I went and that I was in the first fucking row. Thanks Marcus...you're the bomb bomb.

Just when i think it can't get worse....

2007-08-24T15:56:00.000-07:00

it does. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

Ironic, no?

2007-08-23T15:27:00.000-07:00

My partner at my work sends out a Quote of the Week...and this one hit home.

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes."
~Marcel Proust

IT LIVES!

2007-08-22T13:46:00.001-07:00

I love fortune cookies. Last nite my cookie told me that I would have a big surprise. Oh i got it.

The Acura lives. It was going to cost too much money to fix it so my dad took it to the insurance...and they said they would pay to have it fixed!!!!! $200 deductible and i'm fucking good to go.

Instead of the acura funeral party, we are definitely having a Welcome Home party. (good idea joan.)

I cannot express enough my love for this car. hell fucking yeah.

Stephanie Grubwieser, you are my best friend.

2007-08-14T16:23:00.000-07:00

Just when you think the day the days are getting progressively worse, steph comes around and tells you that daria is on dvd. i love you.

And we're starting a GPW softball team. I love my work.

Oh happy day.

Hot Weather = Not Good for Studying

2007-08-12T18:15:00.000-07:00

I study the best at work when it's air conditioned. When it's not, i take a nap. not good for the studying. I'm sitting at my desk right now, sweating a little on the profusely side and it's quite uncomfortable.

It's true...I crashed the Acura. It's in the process of getting an estimate to see how much it is to fix but my dad was indicating that it may not be worth it. If it's dead, I'm throwing it a funeral party. Everyone loves the acura.

So I happened to crash into the nicest man from Tennessee. Luckily he was in a rental car and I only ended up paying him $85 for his car. No insurance involved. This man not only was nice, he gave me a hug, and then opened my door for me. I love when people restore my faith in the world.

I am majorly procrastinating now. After studying the entire summer for my next test...I'm definitely starting to freak out. 3 weeks until the worst of the 4 sections. It makes me ill when I think about it for too long. All i have to say is labor day will be drunken debachery.

It's a good thing i fit in my bridesmaid's dress. the tummy has gotten a little on the pudgy side. just need to make sure i don't get any pudgier. damn i love the word pudgy.

Childhood movies that I have watched recently that I haven't seen in over 10 years and that are far better than i ever remember:
Hook
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

ok...my fat ass is going for a run.

I've got some balls.

2007-07-16T18:24:00.000-07:00

I punched a marine in the face. Yeah...beat that.

Pretty Unreal

2007-06-26T17:07:00.000-07:00

So, out of all the things in the past 2 months I could have written about, I'm going to write about this.

Ladies and gentlemen, Marilyn Manson is coming to San Diego and I am freaking stoked beyond belief.

60 days and counting....

Love co-workers, Hate Brokers

2007-04-13T20:37:00.000-07:00

So, I've gotta have at least one breakdown a tax season. I'm so delirious by this point in time that I usually laugh things off. Not this. I called this broker at 5:05pm on a friday nite to get tax information after he failed to call me back for two days and this asshole basically says i'm retarded to my face (or my ear rather), why would you ever request information when the client hasn't contacted him first, is telling ME how to do MY job, uses profanity (not towards me but still) and keeps saying other demeaning and criticising things while he gets me the information i need. don't fucking tell me how to do my job asswipe, i don't have patience for your shit. I was pissed off. So I hung up, said asswipe out loud, and started crying. How unprofessional and rude of this fucker to do that...to anybody.

So, I love my work people, they comfort me and buy me cake. Then they're trying to get through their last tax season items and they break out a jug of beer. So they comfort me, give me cake AND feed me beer.

They are the reason I get through my tax season. I freaking love them.

Family Feud idiots

2007-04-09T20:28:00.000-07:00

So raylene and i watch family feud with our wonderful half hour lunches, and let me tell you, there are some freaking idiots on the show. This was the incidence today.

Question: State a country (keyword COUNTRY) that starts with the letter "A."

Cute-all-boy-family: Albania

err....not one of the four choices.

girl-whose-family-is-all-in-HOT-pink: Argentina.

Ding, number two answer.

so the host goes over to the hot pink family and there were two dumb girls who couldn't even think of a country to say and then the last girl says this.

"Asia."

I missed it cause i was laughing hysterically but apparently the host kinda looked at her like, wtf? And of course, it wasn't on the board, being Asia is not a country you dumb woman.

So they go to the cute boy family and they're yelling Afghanistan and Australia and the main guy decides..

"I'm going to choose a place that I know we all want to go to....Amsterdam."

Um, that's not a country either and hello! your brothers told you Australia. so they obviously lost. Number one answer - Australia, three was Austria and four was Afghanistan.

Our country is sure full of some winners.

Holy crap it's April 8th.

2007-04-08T14:50:00.000-07:00

You would think that I would be happy that it's the 8th and that I only have 9 days left of tax season....but now it just means it's crunch time and I have to file a gazillion extensions. crap.

Last weekend was fun:

FRIDAY
CPK with Kevin, Nina, Stu, Brigitte, and Christine. Oh wait, I forgot about the breakdown i had before i entered my room and before dinner. I was super tired after i got done with work on friday and my dad called me right before i entered my room and told me that he wanted to come visit the next weekend. super tired andi + daddy coming to visit = andi crying hysterically. so i wipe my tears because i know the kev and nina are in my room...but then when i walk in and see stu i started crying again because i wasn't expecting to see him and i love stu! everyone kinda looked at me like what the fuck is wrong with you...but i was over it.

SATURDAY
work. shower. jv's carne asada burrito. shouthouse for jenny's bday. you bitch, you slut, you whore! (or hoe, i actually don't know which one it is.)

SUNDAY
wake up at the buttcrack of dawn to watch the crew classic. thank god for coffee. watch the race. then thank god for free beer. it's always amusing hanging out with the crew guys....they just make me laugh. and then there was that pidgeon with the stick stickingout of his belly. awkward. and i got to see nicks legs up close and personal which always make me happy. my poor nose got sunburned....at least it wasn't as bad as joan's legs. haha....sucka!

froyo. drunken shopping with joan. which this is the first time i actually bought heels that fit me while being drunk. but the next day i decided to take them back because my feet were too white to pull them off. sad. dinner at pizzeria uno. i don't even think i even touched me meal. just my alcoholic beverage.

walk back to my apartment to find holly waiting to get in. joan goes home and kevin, nina, stine, brigitte, holly and i went to dinner. i didn't eat. just drank more. apparentally i wasn't saying anything that inappropriate....the most inappropriate thing was probably reiterating the fact that josh wanted to stick a cactus up my cooch. and the interesting part was that we were actually trying to determine a cactus that wouldn't feel too bad. kinda disturbing actually.

THIS WEEK
work. duh.

FRIDAY
went to dinner with my daddy. ran into brooke roby. i got all pissed about the alumni game again. but then got over it.

SATURDAY
ate breakfast at the mission with joan and daddy. work. cruised around 5th ave for what seemed like years. until we found several bars to go into. we as in joan, my friend from work and her roomie. quote of the nite - andi, we really need to find less attractive people to go out with. so true joan, so true. did you know that it costs $25 to get into on broadway now. 25! that's just ridiculous. my main argument was that you need to separate bills in order to pay a fucking cover. unless you're girls just want to have fun, bitch - "does anyone have change for a twenty?" sjp - "sorry, i don't have anything smaller than a fifty."

ok i'm mumbling. happy easter.

Note to Self

2007-04-02T13:32:00.000-07:00

Don't drink during tax season ever again.

EFF YOU JACKASS!!!

2007-03-24T18:42:00.000-07:00

And my day started out so good too.

I woke up, ate breakfast, got a massage, laid by the pool, ate baja...

Now I'm at work....which i don't mind.

What I DO mind is that my jackass soccer coach didn't call me to tell me that there was an alumni game....TODAY.

you fucker. all this coach does is screw me over. no full ride after starting every game in 4 years at college and now this. i love playing and i love the girls i play with AND i give money to the program which is all he cares about anyway. you fucker. i am so goddamn pissed right now.

granted, i do take some of the blame because my parents got an invitation to the fundraiser that they hold after the alumni game. but hello! what if my parents moved? my coach fucking has my cellphone number AND email....wouldn't you think it weird that I wouldn't respond? pick up your phone and give me a fucking phone call like you did the past two years. asswipe.

i am so fucking pissed.

May 22

2007-03-23T14:11:00.000-07:00

I'm looking for ANYONE who has a birthday on this day. That way I can have four months in a row with my friends' birthdays on the 22nd. Come on here people, help me out.

Serious Illness

2007-03-20T12:05:00.000-07:00

I have an obsession disorder...I see something I like and I can't stop thinking about it. For instance, the first thing that happens when I came into work this morning was i watched the trailed for shrek the third. i got super happy. when i told raylene that i watched the trailer, she told me the one for pirates came out. omg. i flipped and watched it immediately. now, it's all i can think about. 67 days and counting...

Seven, For all mankind

2007-03-19T15:54:00.000-07:00

I can't turn back. I am a snob and I will probably not buy another pair of jeans that aren't sevens. They're fabulous, in every way shape and form. I blame (thank?) rose. she introduced me. and i just hung out with holly, who was also wearing them. they are just too fabulous for words.

Whore in the working environment

2007-03-13T16:21:00.000-07:00

I'm so embarassed. I just bought some new dresses for work and I was really excited to wear them. I put one on this morning and on my way to work I realized that the dress might be cut a little too low for work. I didn't want to cover my front with my sweater becuase that's the cutest part. (No, not my boobs hanging out but the way my dress is cut.) Well, that's okay I'll just keep adjusting myself if the dress gets too low.

So after lunch, raylene looks over my cubicle wall and says, yeah i can kinda see down your dress.

Crap.

Conformity, gotta love it

2007-03-12T20:15:00.000-07:00

And now dear joan has joined us bloggers in writing about random things....

jooooooooooan.blogspot.com

that's ten O's.

Inspiration

2007-03-10T21:34:00.000-08:00

Everybody needs it.

For instance, this is what raylene and i did for our work. we made of those chains/links made out of construction paper and you cut off a ring every day until you get to the final day. we made one for tax season...and we got an incredible reaction from the my fellow co-workers.

My friend from work is determined to run the rock n roll marathon this year. this poses a problem because of the long hours we're required to work and the lack of time to run. this girl has been on raylene to pass the cpa exam...telling her to study, setting up a schedule, and so on. she would probably do the same with me if she knew that i wasn't going to tell her to shut the fuck up. SO, in return, i have decided to be the person who gets on her ass if she doesn't run. and in the meantime i'm running with her. still gotta fit in a bathing suit in 2 months. (holy shit joan, two months.)

anyway, we decided to take a work break today and go for a run. it was one of those evenings that takes your breath away. beginning to describe it wouldn't do it justice...however i'm going to try. there are so many reasons why san diego is amazing but i think my favorite times in sd have been while running. the sunset was gorgeous, the harbor water was a pearl color with a tint of blue, and i was wearing a t-shirt and shorts and was fine temperature-wise.

it's a good thing i have these moments in life where you just appreciate everything. i may be working a crapton and have no social life, but it's ok. i'm a happy camper.

What am I, five?

2007-03-05T22:11:00.000-08:00

Alright, so tax season makes me a little loopy but I have to tell you what i did on sunday.

I woke up, watched Running With Scissors with joan and christine. interesting movie to say the least.

Did laundry, worked, blah blah blah.

THEN, I went to target to do a little shopping. I've been kinda on the sadder side lately, you know that whole thing where i feel sorry for myself.

anyway, I walked down the easter aisle and i see this large, fluffy sheep stuffed animal. i started laughing hysterically. honestly, who is going to want a sheep over some bunny or dog or something? so i go to the sheep, pick it up, start hugging it (all the time with a huge smile on my face), and then this little girl down the hall taps her mom and says, that's the sheep i got for my friend (while pointing at me). and that was it. the sheep had to be bought.

so instead of putting the sheep in the cart with the rest of my purchases, i'm hugging it walking around target. please try and picture this because i'm giggling just thinking about it. it was fucking fabulous and i can't tell you how happy it made me.

And then in my little kid mode i watched the lion king and aladdin. what a glorious day.

Invention of the Day

2007-02-28T10:36:00.000-08:00

See this a perfect example of why we would make a fortune off of beer vending machines...
~ Jenny in response to Joan and my disastrous days

Truly a fatass in another life

2007-02-20T18:20:00.000-08:00

...or maybe i am one. Members of my working community as well as my roommate have decided to join me in a veryfew-sweets diet.

Able to eat/drink:
sugar-free hot chocolate
happy coffee (mocha...but being that i'm giving up coffee for tax season that doesn't really help me)
frozen yogurt with no toppings
diet coke

Unable to eat:
candy
ice cream
cookies
brownies
cake

chick drinks (according to brian, this is fruity cocktail drinks)

any other type of dessert

Some may say this is for lent...but it's definitely not. This is so I am able to fit in a bathing suit in May. yay hawaii!!!

Oh, so the reason I was truly a fat kid in another life is because my diet starts tomorrow and raylene convinces (yeah right) me that i should get cheesecake and live up my last day of eating whatever i want. so i did...and now i feel like a cow. ug.

Happy V Day, love joan

2007-02-14T17:31:00.000-08:00

This was my conversation with joan today. It really made me laugh out loud in my little cubile at work.

J: “It’s tough to walk in a single woman’s shoes. That’s why we buy the expensive cute ones – to make the walk a little more fun.” – Carrie Bradshaw

Happy V-Day.

A: my idol is samantha....with the exception of probably having a million STDs.....

J: Yeah, I figured she would be, but with Carrie’s shoes :)

A: i do love my shoes. i really was craving wearing red heels to work today...but then realized i didn't own any. dammit.

J: Ahhhhh, and to think you almost purchased sparkly red ones on a number of occasions…….

A: eff you.

J: Hey now, that’s not a very Valentine-y comment.

A: i want cheesecake.

J: Dammit, now I’m hungry.

A: so britney's toxic came on my itunes shuffle. i really want bright red hair now. at least for a day.

J: OMG, I didn’t tell you what I added to my itunes last night – 60’s music!!!! I’ll definitely be belting em out in my car for 8 hours Friday.

A: eff you.

J: Back atcha, beeyatch. You’re the one with the compilation CD set that I could have “borrowed” and gotten the songs for free.

A: shit, i suck.

J: Yeah you do. Cuz I’m leavin, and I bet you have to stay at work. Hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and have a happy valentine's day all...

Good Life, Bad Life, Red Fish, Blue Fish

2007-02-12T19:10:00.000-08:00

THURSDAY
My friend Mike from high school came into town on business and gave me a call. We had dinner at this really yummy restaurant downtown and were reminiscing about what everyone was up to. And then he paid for dinner on the company...i love the working world!

He and his coworkers were staying at this house RIGHT on the beach in Mission Beach. Yes house and yes the windows look out to the ocean. We went up to the roof and drank some wine and just stared out at the dark ocean. All you could see were the white waves crashing down. I have never been so at peace in my entire life. I didn't care about work, or the fact I had to be up in a few hours, or anything else in my life. For anyone who is stressed out, please go to a beach at midnight and watch the waves...i promise you will feel 1000 times better.

mike, you're fucking awesome.

FRIDAY
work.

a couple of the new people at my work went to the W after we were all done for the day. it was nice to see people come out of their shell and to see what they really think about the firm and to get to know them. so we all exchanged numbers and decided we should go out.

granted, it only ended up being three of us...but i was perfectly fine with that because it was two newbies that i didn't really know anything about. so we went to henesseys and watched a friend of a friend of a friend's band. there was always a drink it front of us plus about a gazillion shots. i have no idea how we were still all coherent.

so i went up to by a round for everyone. i got back to the table and there was the gross attorney (we knew hw was an attorney becuase it was one of the first things out of his mouth. PS....if you make decent money...don't let that be the first thing our of your mouth you sleezebag. oh, i make money so why don't you fuck me. asswipe.) anyway, needless to say we kinda blew him off. then i realized my purse was missing.

my friends maintain that i left it at the bar but i still think that jackass attorney stole it because a) as soon as i realized my purse was missing i went to the bar to see if anyone had turned it it, b) my friend and i totally blew him off and c) 20 minutes later my friend goes up to the bar to see if anyone had turned it in and it was there.

this is because i didnt have anything valuable in my purse. my tab was open at the bar and my cash was in my pocket. so unless you want a piece of crap cellphone, lipgloss, and my ID, my purse isn't going to do shit for you.

it was funny though...because i totally wasn't stressed out the fact i had lost it. anyway, we piled in a cab and went back to our friend's house, played beer pong (it's a good thing my partner was awesome otherwise it wouldve been disastrous), i dropped 2, yes 2 beer bottles, cutting my toe.

of course i was more worried about getting blood on his hardwood floors than the fact my toe was bleeding. that just made me laugh.

what a great effing night.

SATURDAY

felt like a million dollars...surprisingly. went to chill with my aunt in escondido, went to the casino, ate dinner, and gambled a little bit. i won $4 baby.

went to cold stone and watched the devil wears prada, which was amazing.

SUNDAY

went to work.

found out a girl from USD died. squish....sorry for the loss of your friend. and that's where i lose it and start crying....hearing that crap hits too close to home. so not only do i feel bad for my friends who knew her, i think about my recent loss and my friends who were affected by it. went for a run because it was the only thing i thought would help. decided to kick my own ass and run farther than my body probably wanted.

went to bed...rather sad. i miss my friend.

MONDAY

i want cheesecake. or froyo.

FINALLY hiking and apple pie in Julian

2007-02-04T10:07:00.000-08:00

I know it's been awhile since i've posted anything...but really my life has been pretty boring.

I have been wanting to go to Julian ever since I heard of what it is. Christine invited me to go with her, her friend from work and all of her dodgeball (yes dodgeball) friends to go hiking in Julian. I was like, hell yeah i wanna go.

First off, let's discuss this dodgeball thing. they play at a rec center in OB and it's an actual league. So me, being very curious about this, asks one of the guys if you play like in the movie. He said that they have 4 girls and 4 guys on a court and it's pretty much the same. I think that is the coolest thing. On the hike back up the mountain, one of the guys asked if c and i were going to play with them. c was like, um no. and of course i was like, well if you need any more girls you just let me know. how cool is that...i may become a dodgeball player! then i can be hot like christine taylor. =)

ok, sidetracked already.

all the people going hiking met at crown point around 9 to hop in each others cars and whatnot. there was a big group of us....12 i think. so we piled in cars and drove out east. once we hit the julian area, we started on this dirt road and it was winding and it seemed like it had no end. c and i were like, where the fuck are we going? and the reason we say this is because we're driving on winding roads with a gazillion feet drops right next to us. those mountains back there are pretty big. but we finally reach our destination on the middle of a mountain.

we hop out and start on the trial down the mountain. people were freaking speed-hikers. i thought you were supposed to enjoy the experience not fucking race. but nonetheless...the way down was fun.

let me explain what these mountains look like. brown and rocky.

ok now that i have that out of the way, we go left in the fork in the trail and we hit water. i'm thinking, where the fuck did this come from? low and behold, i was at the top of a waterfall. it was freaking weird looking STRAIGHT down to the little pool below. someone said it was like a 90 ft waterfall. so i see everyone else on the other side of this little river before the waterfall. so i decide to join them. as i'm stepping on the stone to go across, i defintiely slipped and ate shit. and there i go into the stream. luckily it didn't hurt. i had expected myself to fall at some point during the day....i'm just glad i didn't really hurt myself. so i stand up and after someone asks if i'm ok and i start laughing....everyone starts clapping and i take my bow.

so our next mission was to go down to the bottom of the waterfall because some people wanted to go swimming. ok, so we decided to make our own trail and hike down this rocky trail. i'm basically crab-walking because i don't want to eat shit again. seriously, when they said they were going hiking, they should've said extreme hiking.

once we're at the bottom, some people are eating and some people are getting ready to go swimming. their was also another family there with a husband, wife, and two kids...which later i found out their names were Hunter and Fisher. what the fuck parents? AND the little boy was carrying a knife in this little side pouch around his waist. no no no, it wasn't a swiss army knife....but a fucking dagger.

anyway, the first guy jumps in the pool and is like, omg it's cold. about 6 people go in before and everyone says the same thing, omg it's cold. they swim to the other part of the pool, get out and are standing on some rocks with no other place to go but back in the water to the place where we had originally jumped in. so i had already decided that i would be pissed if i hiked all the way down this steep ass mountain and didn't go swimming. so i'm in my sports bra and underwear and dive in. first off, there go my underwear.

holy jesus...i thought i was going to die. if not for the children around i would've screamed holy fuck. the water was probably about 40 degrees and i was not expecting it to be THAT cold. so i'm in this freezing ass cold water trying to swim and pull up my panties at the same time. let's also keep in mind that i don't really know how to swim. i can get from point A to point B but i don't really know how to swim regularly. i tried to do a regular stroke and i probably looked retarded in front of all these people i just met for the first time. i finally made it to the other side of the pool and gladly got out. a couple people came in after me. then one by one we swam back. the second time wasn't so bad but it was still effing cold. and i still thought i may drown and no one would come in to save me because the water is too effing cold. that would suck.

so we all lay out on some big rocks and dry off. it was a GORGEOUS day. not too hot and not a cloud in the sky.

so the little boy goes up to his dad and says, "dad, it says "f-u-c-k-u" on that rock over there. so the dad goes over there, grabs a rock and starts hitting the other rock to rub off the writing. i thought that was kinda funny.

so we hike back up the mountain but this time we take the long way with a small incline. i like that a lot better than the steep stuff.

we get back up to our cars and decide it's time for apple pie. i'm very excited because i've always heard about it but have never had it. we went to julian pie company. it was pretty good. i really don't know if it was up to all the hype...but i would definitely go back.

hiking is fun! c and i were pretty impressed with ourselves. kinda sore now but that's ok.

all in all...a pretty damn good day. =)

No heat

2007-01-16T23:27:00.000-08:00

You know it's cold when:

a) Your feet are so cold that when you step into the hot shower you scream because you're feet are burning from the shock.

b) Whenever you are in your apartment you are in long sleeves, pants, socks, and have a huge blanket wrapped around you.

c) You are wearing a super-padded bra, tank top, and long-sleeved shirt and you can still see your nips.

d) All of the above.

Christine and I are somewhat worthless

2007-01-14T20:53:00.000-08:00

Recent events in no particular order:

Moved into Erica's old apartment with Christine. I love it...with the exception is there is no heat and we spend every moment in pants, sweatshirts, and blankets.

Have been watching movies all day....no joke. I did laundry and somewhat cleaned up the kitchen.

Went to dinner and paradise with brigitte.

I was flying free to work one day....i was switching between apartments because my clothes were at one and everything else was at the other. yeah....forgot panties. that was a nice day at work. i actually forgot how comfortable it was to freeball it.

I remember one time and yanyi said that going to the gyno was better than sex. i'm going to have to disagree. enough said.

kevin and nina came to visit. that was a good time....i miss those kids.

spent christmas up at my sister's house...east of the bay area. almost came in third place in the poker tourny. like how i said that? almost...

i'm exhausted and that's all i'm going to say.

Cripe it's gonna be 2007

2006-12-19T16:36:00.000-08:00

uh.....what are we doing for new years?

we includes anyone and everyone.

True colors are showing through

2006-12-11T18:11:00.000-08:00

It doesn't matter what color I dye my hair, I am truly a blonde...and i definitely had a dumb blonde moment today.

I went to grab a cupcake out of the kitchen at work. i was joined by raylene and there were two other women in the kitchen as well. i grab a cupcake in one hand and grab two forks in the other, one for myself and one for raylene. as i go to hand raylene the fork, i start looking around for my cupcake and have a really confused look on my face. i think one of the ladies asked what i was looking for and i sadly said, i can't find my cupcake. and she looks at me like i'm crazy, which i am, and she says, the one that's in your hand?

jesus h. christ.

So i stuff you with bread it dont hurt cuz you're dead

2006-12-10T20:03:00.000-08:00

FRIDAY
watched lady and the tramp and it was wonderful. i seriously love disney movies. i can quote many of them from start to finish and i'm damn proud of it.

SATURDAY
instead of trying to study i cleaned my apartment and did laundry. then watched a christmas story with joan. another fabulous movie.

we decided to have a grown up night of sophistication...so we, as in joan, jenny, raylene, and i, dressed up, had extraordinary desserts, and went to see the nutcracker. i have never seen it and i must say, it's a good show. the best part is when we got there too early and sat around in our nice dresses at baja fresh.

SUNDAY
finally started my christmas shopping. was quite successful too. AND i only bought two things for myself...which is really good. i'm definitely one of those people who go shopping for others and find things majorly on sale that i have to have and then i buy it.

so now i'm watching the little mermaid and i'm wondering which disney movie to watch next. aladdin maybe....or beauty and the beast. shit i don't know.

You try to be a nice person and....

2006-12-05T22:08:00.000-08:00

you still feel like ass. I was dating this guy for like....well, we went on TWO dates. the spark was just not there for me. so i wanted to tell him in person that i think he's a great guy and so sweet and he will be the perfect guy for whoever is so lucky to be his girl (and i sincerely mean this) but that that girl will never be me. he knew something was up so i ended up telling him on the phone. he kept saying how he knew this was coming and that he told his friend he knew it was coming and that his friend told him that i dont know what a great guy i'm missing out on and that i'll regret it and that i'm too young to know what's good for me. great. I KNOW YOU"RE A GREAT GUY. but god dammit sometimes it is just NOT there. at least i didn't keep him around for the attention or eventual hooking up. fuck...why do i have to justify to myself that i'm not a bad person?

tell me things will get better...

Another quote i missed

2006-11-28T16:36:00.000-08:00

"My dear, a little frog." ~duke

wow...i love moulin rouge.

Kettle One I love you

2006-11-28T16:07:00.000-08:00

Fuck you cpa exam cuz you're full of shit.

I'm watching moulin rouge right now and it is fucking fabulous. i've also had a couple drinks.

SO, number one, i love kevin. he told me to not get taken advantage but to go take advantage ok bye. love that kid.

number two, i love vodka and am waiting for joan and jenny to get off work. totally singing by myself. i'm sure i'm SO on key.

number three, moulin rouge has so many freaking good lines in it. (sorry if i butcher these...i'm usually pretty good with the delivery of lines.)

Luckily, right at that moment an unconscious Argentinian fell through my roof.

He's got a huge talent!

The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.

fuck...can't think of any more. i'll probably post them as they come about. uh huh.

Nike cleats, you suck.

2006-11-15T22:50:00.000-08:00

So I can't really complain because i got my shitty nike cleats for free...but they have given me nothing but problems. I have had them for two years now, and for those two years i randomly get blisters. you think they would've been broken in by now. you fucking cleats.

the best is when you get a blister and then you hop in the shower and it stings like no other. that happened to me about a half hour ago.

i need to resort back to adidas cleats. copas....the only way to go. they are the most attractive cleat and the most comfortable. i miss my copas.

tonite was fun. i played soccer with a bunch of guys on an actual grass field. it's been a loooong time since i've done that. i don't mind playing with guys, for the most part i can hold my own....what i do mind is when guys won't pass it to me. i try to have an unbias opinion. there are three types of players:

1. the players who dribble all the time and never pass anyway. (i don't take offense that they won't pass it to me cuz they're dumb in the first place)

2. the players who dribble at the right time and pass at the right time. (i love you people.)

3. the players that dribble too much because they don't want to pass it to a girl or someone who sucks. (i will take some serious offense if you don't pass me the ball. i probably have better skills than half the guys i play with. pass me the fucking ball.)

i swear to god this guy wasn't passing me the ball because he thinks i suck. i was getting really pissed. fine...go ahead and dribble and lose the ball and look like a bad player..i don't give a shit about you anyway.

so yeah...it was good to get out some aggression....not to mention there were some cute guys out there....

oh...funny thing. there was this ball that went somewhat high in the air and i trapped it with my chest and i heard a couple of guys go "OHHHHHHHHH" like they were thinking it hurt me or they were surprised or something. but it really made me laugh. silly boys...

Serious breakdown.

2006-11-14T19:08:00.000-08:00

It's all the little things that started to piss me off and now i lost it. I got teary-eyed yesterday at work because of frustration and today i full on lost it and started crying. i went to the ladies room and couldn't stop. then, with my luck, we have monthly birthday cake today so i had to go in the kitchen with bright red eyes and a bright red face and have everyone sing happy birthday to me. honestly...it's just my luck.

you look back on it and think, why didn't you hold yourself together? but sometimes you just can't help it. and i couldn't.

i walk in the kitchen and a couple people were like, are you alright? and i'm fighting to hold back more tears and brushing it off. i know i've said this before but when i'm flustered, anxious, nervous, etc my neck turns red....usually in splotches. not this time...my entire neck was BRIGHT red. it outlined my necklace which actually looked really funny.

but it's always good to know that people of a higher status than you freak out as well. a girl who has been at our firm for awhile ran into me in the bathroom when i couldn't stop crying and she's just like, one of those days huh? so girls understand. which is helpful.

there was something good that came out of work and it wasn't work related. alex comes up to me and she's like, so my friend kyle wants to meet you. and i'm like, what! i guess she showed him a picture of me and then he was asking her what i was like and whatnot. so that made me giggle.

i have a indoor game in 3 hours and i kinda just want to take a nap. i've had a really emotionally draining day

...and it sucks.

I'm 110% right now

2006-11-11T20:48:00.000-08:00

FRIDAY:

It was the day we were going to celebrate my birthday. We, as in me, jenny, joan, & christine, took our celebratory shot before walking to miguels. We also ate a little funfetti before we went too.

We ate, we played apples to apples, and we walked to Captain's Quarters. Speaking of which, for my bday joan gave me a sign that says captain's quarters and it has a skull on it. It's spectacular. And jenny gave me Edward Scissorhands (widescreen!). yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

The quarters provided a LOT of free alcohol. and jenny played "love & affection" by nelson. that's right...if you know that song....you're almost as cool as pam. on pam's myspace she has a song by stacey Q. that's even crazier than nelson. i love it.

I decided to go to PB with christine and her group of friends. I'm buzzed at this point in time. We go to this new club on garnet....Johnny V. or maybe it's Johnny Q. i don't remember. but it was a really fun club. clean. so christine bought me a shot of tequila. and good tequila not the cheap shit. so the bartender put like a tablespoon of salt of the shot glass. so i licked the ginormous amount of salt, took my shot, and put a lime in my mouth. oh god...stomach was turning. salt is making my feel sick. i tell christine i'll be right back. i walk to the bathroom...look at the enormously long line, walk up to the front of the line, ask the girl if i can go before her, she takes one look at me and my ill looking face and she asks if i'm going to be sick, i say yes, and i go in the next stall and start vomitting everywhere. luckily i made it in the toilet....at least i think so. but i finish and walk out of the bathroom and i'm good to go. i have another drink to get rid of the disgusting taste in my mouth. the first time i've ever puked and rallied. i was quite impressed with myself.

so the bar closes and poor christine had boy drama so i didn't want to shove her in a cab. so i call nick. i love that kid. no questions, he comes and picks our drunk asses up and takes us back to our place.

SATURDAY:

woke up and with a little headache. christine and i went to dennys, i dropped her off at home, and then i sat down on my couch, watched and episode of daria, and passed out until 5pm. so worthless.

i decided to finally get up, took a shower, got dressed, and drove to brent's housewarming party. i freaking LOVE the people from my work. they are a riot and a half. stacey brought the diet coke and captain morgan (the usual). I am so lucky. the people from my work are genuinely nice and naturally funny. so i hung out there and got some free food.

on my way home i called a bunch of people to see if they wanted to hang out and watch a movie....but that kinda backfired.

well nicks here...so it's time to watch shaun of the dead.

Ahem (clearing my throat)

2006-11-09T21:51:00.000-08:00

"I'm going to recite my poem for Cloud and Romonica.

A model's what I'd like to be
Looking good comes naturally
Da da da da da da...me."

~Quinn Morgandorffer

It's okay, I speak blonde

2006-11-08T20:43:00.000-08:00

My work had a work photo...and i may have blogged about it, I don't remember. But the photographer was a jackass and when he was placing all of us in a nice order, he looks at me and he says, "it's okay, i speak blonde." he was trying to be funny. everyone just goes "oooooh burn." so unprofessional. he made some other inappropriate comments but he started with me.

I don't think I'll have anyone say that to me anytime soon....the blonde is gone. i used to think that i looked better as a blonde but now i'm not so sure. I'll have to get everyone's opinion.

Also, it's really expensive to stay blonde. honestly...with roots growing out and everything you go to your hair place once a month and shell out a gazillion dollars. I am over that shit (well until i get sick of my dark hair).

You know that I appreciate honest opinions...so don't just be nice when you see me. Tell me what you really think.

Thanks!

BeerSmellingSoap

2006-11-06T23:11:00.000-08:00

OK, so everyone thinks i was crazy but here i go...

freshman year dorms:
I swear to God the soap in the community bathrooms smells like beer. and i thought it smelled strange before i even knew what beer smelled like.

cpa review course location:
I swear they use the same soap...because when i'm on my break from class i use the restroom and sure enough when i wash my hands....it smells like beer!

any thoughts as to what kind of soap that is?

i'm not making this up!

Remember, Remember the 5th of November

2006-11-05T18:28:00.000-08:00

if you know what that's from i love you.

FRIDAY:
was one of the longest days ever. comp'd some time and went jewelry shopping at so good jewelry with raylene. good times.

went to dinner with christine. i hadn't seen her in like over 6 months. she's the cutest thing ever.

came home and helped jenny pack. nick helped.

SATURDAY:
took jenny to the airport at the buttcrack of dawn. went back to bed. woke up to a phone call by jenny. drove back to the airport to drop off her passport. went back to bed.

studied ALLLLLLLLLL day. no joke. there was a break to eat a thanksgiving goodness at shelter island. walked home and studied again. it didn't stop until 9pm when it was time to get ready to go to a costume party.

went to vons to pick up some jager (god knows it's not for me). went to andre's dressed as a quote unquote naughty schoolgirl. met his girlfriend, who is the cutest thing ever, and hung out with a bunch of wasted people. i loved it. i think it was maybe an hour later that it finally hit me and i was sooooooooooo tired and i was ready to go.

went home.....alone.

SUNDAY:
it was hard to wake up this morning...but i did and i started studying. i may be skinny now but i freaking have NO energy. i studied for several hours and then took a nap.

i decided to get some exercise and hopefully that would rejuvenate me enough to study some more. played a pick-up game of soccer and boy was i out of shape. of well.

oh i stopped at walgreens on the way to the game and when i was getting back in my car i was looking in my purse for something and this fucking broad next to me opens her car door and just lets it swing open with no thought that maybe a car is next to her. her door hits my passenger side and she proceeds to go in her car, not realizing that i'm in my car and she didn't even look to see if she left a dent in my door. oh my god you fucking bitch! then as i'm staring at her in compete awe she finally looks over at me and gives me a little smirk. oh no you didn't. karma is going to bite that bitch in the ass and i'm going to laugh. whore.

on the way home i had a craving for an orange chicken bowl from usd. how funny....and i totally got one. and a brownie. so yummy.

now i'm watching can't hardly wait.

time to study...

I really wonder about myself sometimes...

2006-11-01T20:30:00.000-08:00

1. I went to look for work shoes because my current shoes make my feet smell. It doesn't help when you take off your shoes and the poor lady bringing you the shoes is down by your feet. so embarassing.

2. I get home and sit down to start studying and i can smell my feet from there. ew, we need to fix this.

3. I step in the bathtub to wash my feet, fully clothed in pj's with the exception of my feet, turn on the water, then out of habit I turn the knob to take a shower. yeah...my clothes we drenched and i laughed at myself.

4. My feet are squeaky clean now.....and so are my pajamas.

5. Dipshit.

Mr. Pumpkin Head

2006-10-30T20:37:00.000-08:00

So, I am super happy right now. Jenny and I decorated our pumpkins today. Yes, decorate not carve. Carving takes too much effort and you all should know how lazy I am. So some genious out there created mr. potato head parts for pumpkins. so glorious. jenny's is a pirate and mine is a witch. freaking hilarious. =)

okay really, am i five?

Playing hooky

2006-10-26T16:08:00.000-07:00

I feel like a rebellious teen again! Oh wait, i wasn't a rebellious teen. I totally ditched work today. I got woken up at 9, realized what time it was and decided to call work and let them know i was going to be in late. Then I flipped the miraculous coin and it told me to take the day off to hang out with mama thompson - or as i like to call her now, the j-mom. let's recap the nite...

YESTERDAY
Went to help coach a soccer practice with little boys who were about 10 years old. Oh the flashbacks to USD soccer camps. good lord...they are a lot to handle. But it was fun.

Decided to go to the shout house with the j-mom, jenny, anthony, and joan. what a blast. was well on my way to a good buzz when we picked j-mom up from the airport. The shout house is a piano bar downtown and it is a great freaking place. Continued to drink a big ass beer in a cup that says "big ass beer" on it. then i remembered that the only other time i had been to the shout house i was wasted beyond all control and called andre creepy. oh the memories.

so we toasted and drank and sang and it was wonderful. when i first sat down i looked at one of the guys playing the piano and i was like, holy shit i know that guy! granted, i don't KNOW him but he was the pianist when i was in the usd choir. never said a word to him in my life...minor detail. always thought he was cute though. so we drank some more and sang some more. then, this is classic, anthony requested they play "stacey's mom" but say jenny's mom instead. you remember that song? stacey's mom has got it going on...

so the CPG (cute piano guy) started playing it but he said stacey's mom. then he stopped the song and said he was supposed to be saying jenny's mom and then he asked the audience, where is jenny's mom? so we all point to j-mom and they get her up on stage. THEN cpg asks, where's jenny? so jenny joins her mom on stage. many pictures were taken. then cpg says, i think they've lost that loving feeling. so everyone starts singing the song like it's another top gun. i don't know how it came about but cpg said something about watching out for these ladies because they're full of std's and whatnot. and i died....i was laughing so hard. the two probably cleanest ladies in this world just got told they have std's. so effing funny. so we all go back to the table and i drink some more.

after all the drinking it was time to pee. so i'm on my way to the bathroom and they start playing istambul is not constantinople and i turned right back around and sprinted to jenny. because only crazy people like us know they might be giants. so funny.

later they started playing vanilla ice and cpg asks anyone who knows how to dance like vanilla ice to get up and start dancing. so anthony gets up next to our table and starts dancing exactly like vanilla ice. so cpg gets anthony up on stage in front of everyone to dance. freaking hysterical.

then at some point anthony, jenny and i went up to the bar for a shot of tequila. i'm wasted by this point in time.

so throughout the night i keep looking at cpg and when he took a break earlier in the night, joan and i did a walk-by to see if he would look at us. he didn't, so when we got back to the table we came to the conclusion that he must be gay. towards the end of the night, cpg got off stage and was hanging out in the bar area. in my drunken phase, i thought it a good idea to go hit on him and ask if he was gay or not. so i walk up to him and ask him if i can buy him a drink. he's not dumb so he says of course. then i asked him if he was the piano player for usd (damn well knowing he was) and we talked about that for awhile and i told him that i thought he was an amazing pianist. and he is. so after that, i decide it's a good time to throw the gay question at him. i am an idiot...whatever. this is what i said...

"So I don't want to offend you but i wanted to ask you if you were gay."

and he looks at me with an expression of surprise and wtf. i think to myself, fucking A andi. he responds with a NO and asks if he gives off that impression and I said no it's just that he's musically challenged and you don't find many that are straight. He's still looking at me like i'm this crazy ass girl. but for some odd reason he kept talking to me. maybe he felt bad cuz i bought him a beer. so we talked for a little while longer and then i had to pee again. so i said i'd be right back. jenny joined me and when we came out of the bathroom there was no more music, mostly everyone was gone. jenny walks back to the table and i go back to the bar assuming the guy has left. nope still there...however my beer wasn't. haha. oh well. THEN, this was unexpected. he asks me if i want a shot. well i'm not dumb either so i gladly accept. his shot of choice? jager. always fucking jager. as soon as he said that i start laughing because i have interesting experiences with jager. so we take our shot. and then it's time to leave. and i remember writing down my number for him but i don't remember if i just offered it or if he asked me for it. i really wish i could remember. oh well...and then i was joking with him saying he wouldn't call me. he asked why and i said because i called you gay. and we laughed and it was all fun. but i figure if i called andre creepy and we ended up dating, i can call cpg gay and we can end up dating. HAHA. i love my reasoning. however, i don't think he'll call but that's ok because i got a great story out of it. =)

i don't remember walking back to the car, nor the ride home, nor the walk to our apartment. but somehow i woke up this morning in my pajamas so that's a good thing. fucking jager...i swear i always forget shit when i drink that black licorce tasting demon.

TODAY
had every intention of going to work today. but i needed to hang out with my mama, the j-mom. we went to breakfast and ran errands and it was a lot of fun. j-mom is hysterical. they all went camping so i'm on my own for a couple days. i will get studying done dammit!

i just have to remember that today is not saturday and that i still have work tomorrow.

ps- i love evanescence and i wouldn't mind raping amy lee. =)

Life is about to get GREAT again. (note the sarcasm)

2006-10-22T21:48:00.000-07:00

At times in my life, I enjoy being pathetic. For instance, I ate at the mission this, well, afternoon, and then i continued to lay on my couch for the remainder of the day. i got up for three reasons: get a cup of water, go pee, and run to the phone in my bedroom. I watched three movies and would be four except the fourth one was going to scare the shit out of me and i kinda want a good night sleep. I think to make myself feel better for not going for a run i watched action packed movies - mummy returns, blade, and the matrix. i definitely got my workout watching all those swords fights and shit.

what really made me laugh was when i decided to watch the movies i was laying on the couch and the remotes were not in my sight. so i call to jenny and not only does she put the first movie in but she hands me the first remote that is above my head and i can't see and then hands me the second which is on the floor right below me. honestly, i'm not sure if i could be any lazier. i think it stems back to junior year when i would talk on aim and then i'd ask rose to get me something from the kitchen when i was by far the closer person. but i've had some amazing roomies that make my laziness excel.

i guess i'm not extremely lazy. i was up at 7am on saturday morning and then i didn't go to bed until 3am. it was a long ass day....driving to LA, funeral, driving to sister's apt in laguna niguel, driving back to SD in bloody traffic, and then proceeding to drink a crapload and go to maloney's with the girls. yeah no wonder i'm fucking exhausted.

warning:
studying will resume on tuesday and i will have no life. no more marathon training, no more drinking (ok let's keep it real, minimal drinking), and no eating. basically i'm going to be a skinny, nonmuscular, smart girl.

crap....i hear jenny watching saw in the background....

i'm gonna go watch it despite my reasonable judgment. fucking nightmares...

Eff You Credit Card Companies

2006-10-19T20:18:00.000-07:00

I'm irritated.

I remember trying to get my very first credit card and no one would except my application. Ok, what the fuck I have a steady job and I make decent money yet you aren't going to let me have a freaking credit card?

And this one was the best....one company wouldn't let me get a credit card because I had no previous credit. WELL YEAH you fuckers won't give me a goddamn card.

So, I got one of those "pre-qualified" papers in the mail saying hi sign up for our credit card. I decide that I probably should have another one so I go online and fill in the application. After I've filled everything out, it says I'm sorry we regret to inform you that we're not going to give you one and we can't explain the reasons why.

you fuckers.

Still unhappy...

2006-10-15T21:02:00.000-07:00

So, I've been to 3 funerals in my entire life...and i've decided i'm not the prettiest sight at these gatherings.

Funeral #1, Age 8, Grandpa Moon:
First person I've known personally that had died. I remember standing the church and they started playing amazing grace and my dad started crying. That was the first time I had ever seen my dad cry, and I lost it after that point.

Funeral #2, Age 11, Gramma:
This was weird because we knew my gramma was slowly dying and it was only a matter of time. She asked that her closest family members say something at her funeral. I had to get up in front of a crowded church and tell them something that I remembered about my gramma. We had a coloring book that was called "I'm Glad I'm Your Grandma." So whenever we would say goodbye, she would always say, I'm glad i'm your grandma and I would say, I'm glad I'm your little girl. That was really fucking hard to say in front of all those people and not be crying.

Funeral #3, Age 17, my friend's father:
He was killed by a drunk driver. Fuck you drunk drivers...I fucking hate you. I handled this one alright, relatively speaking. I remember the one person comforting me and wiping my tears was my old soccer coach that i hadn't seen in 4 years. So there were the emotions for mimi and maytal (kids) and then there were mixed in emotions for my coach whom i love taking care of me and my friend sara.

Soon to be Funeral #4, Age 22, Danny:
Danny is the first person who has passed away that I've actually been friends with, who has been my friend and not just an acquaintance (wow i probably butchered the spelling of that word) and I don't think I'm going to handle this very well....

I've seen better days...

2006-10-08T16:26:00.000-07:00

Not only did I have to work this weekend but I found out one of my friends died in a freak accident. great. then i decided to get my mind off everything and we celebrated andrew's bday which was fun until the drama kicked in and i had to kick people out of andrews house and deal with drunken drama. which i don't mind except i wasn't really in the right frame of mind to be a tolerant person.

today has been a blur. i've cleaned a lot. i've noticed that if i keep busy i kinda forget that anything ever happened. but then it always comes back....and i feel sick to my stomach.

marcus, my sincerest apologies for leaving my phone in andrew's apartment when we went out last night.

andrew, i love you and everything will be okay in the end.

to my dearest departed, i hope you know how loved you were, are, and will always be.

=(

Is it sick that I think marathons are addictive?

2006-10-03T19:47:00.000-07:00

I'm already thinking about which one i want to do next. Here's my vacation:

FRIDAY:
Hopped on a plane to portland with my dear friend jenny. watched mean girls on my laptop. looked out the plane at all the beautiful trees and mountains. met her parents at the airport. had hot guys direct us to the rental car. ate lunch at our hotel bar and grille. went for a little jog along a huge ass river. ate yummy italian food. bedtime.

SATURDAY:
Woke up and ate FREE breakfast. sat down and completed three, yes three, homework questions. room was freezing so instead of turning up the thermostat like a normal person i got back under the blankets and started reading. i wasn't very successful. i was woken up by nathan's phone call saying he was coming to get me. crap and a half....i should probably get out of my pj's. went out to lunch with good ol nathan. for those of you that don't know nathan, he is one of the nicest guys you will ever meet. it's funny, we actually hung out more this weekend than we probably ever did at usd. anyway, went to lunch, went to pick up AA batteries at his parents house (which really made me laugh being you can easily go to any store and buy them), met his mom who is absolutely precious, continued thru back roads and more beautiful trees to his house (yes HIS house) and we watched football and i drank a crapload of water. he has the cutest little house and i'm really effing jealous. moving on, ate a spectacular dinner at this restaurant that floats on the river.

SUNDAY:
woke up at the asscrack of dawn to run 26.2 miles. i was really scared that my knee would fuck me over because it has kinda been bugging me. but j and i were so adrenaline rushed that i don't think i noticed anything. the race was fucking phenomenal. around 8000 people ran/walked the marathon, 4000 volunteers, and a gazillion supporters along side the course. there were so many things to look at....the fans and all the crazy signs they were holding, the bands, the fat belly dancers, the drumline band, the fans dressed in giant fruit costumes (the blueberry was the best) and jenny's parents tracking us down at various points of the race. key things to note:
we ate gummy bears every chance we got and drank a shot of beer at mile 23.

jenny and i beat our first marathon time by one hour and ten minutes. just take a second to think about that. out of effing control. the race was surreal. it doesn't seem like we did it. i swear, if i hadn't gotten a metal, space blanket, and seedling i wouldn't have thought i had done it. it is such an amazing experience to run a marathon and i suggest that everyone does it at some point in their life.

here comes the good stuff....

jenny and i ate lunch with the parents and went back to the hotel...or so the parents thought. we walked three blocks to the nearest 7-11 and picked up two large bottles of aquafina and three 32oz bud lights. we walked back to the room, drank our beers and watched spaceballs. well, we didn't quite watch it, we were quoting the entire movie before it happened. and it was one of the best times i've ever had with j. we finally showered (ew we're gross) and we went to dinner (certainly buzzed) with the parents and nathan. we recapped all the crazy shit we did earlier that day....such as jenny taking the gummy bears and telling them that their life will have not been in vain. so funny. i'm sure nathan probably thinks we are retarded.....but at least we're entertainment. in fact, one guy in the race flat out told us that we were entertaining. jenny and i continued to down 2 more beers at dinner. we were feeling great after that. we went back to the room and nathan, jenny, and i continued to talk and eat sweets. good stuff. a perfect day.

MONDAY:
i didn't want to leave portland. something about that city consumes a piece of my heart. regardless...j and i flew back to sd. and we ate souplantation and i bought closer and garden state. we watched closer...which is a really weird movie. later that night, jenny passed out, i drank a bottle of wine and joan and i watched garden state.

an excellent vacation.

Joooooooooooooooooooooooan

2006-09-24T21:13:00.000-07:00

Alright, friday was joan's bday. Jenny made funfetti so before we even went to dinner we started eating the cake. so effing good. took a shot and we were on our way to sushi for joan's first time experience.

We drank some saki and beer and ate magnificent sushi at Umi Sushi here in wonderful point loma. Joan liked it so that was definitely a plus.

OH, i forgot one of the most important things. We were all wearing these really cute "drink" shirts. Cute matching us!

Walked back to our apartment where we continued to eat cake and chat about god knows what. "I....I lost my cake." ~ quote from me

So then we ventured to the captain's quarters. where i continued to get absolutely shitfaced. It was one of those things where there is always someone more drunk than you on your birthday....and that was definitely me.

So one guy kept giving me a creepy look so I finally blurted out something along the lines of, will you stop looking at me cuz you're creeping me out. Then he got all offended and said that he was just at a funeral and blah blah blah. Under normal circumstances I would've felt bad...but you're at a shady bar, don't be giving girls half your age creepy looks.

Next guy comes up to us and tells Joan that she shouldn't have her cash and credit card hanging out of her back pocket. So, that's nice. Not like creepy guy before. That guy was actually pretty cool. You got a lot of balls to come up to three girls and try and hit on every one hoping that one will go for you back. Seriously though, he was nice and he told jenny and i of a place to go when we're in portland.

Then comes darts and even more strange guys looking at us....they did however buy us drinks. however those shots I'm sure were the downfall for my splitting headache the next day. There was another guy playing darts with us who was pretty cool. So i've decided that you are either right on or completely off with the people that go to CQ.

Here's something funny. The bartender knows who I am! She remembered me from the many times I went to get pitchers when I was with Nick. I can't believe I'm a "regular" at the captain's quarters. That truly makes me laugh.

The poor birthday girl had major hiccups so we decided to go home. I don't remember going home. I do remember hiding behind the dumpster so that some other guys walking on the sidewalk wouldn't see us. Apparently we finished the cake...there are many pictures to prove that I probably ate half of it. No joke. And apparently i took off my bra in the middle of the living room. I vaguely remember that. I also called andre. Don't remember talking to him. Called Kevin....he was smart enough not to pick up the phone.

Next morning...Jenny knocks on my door and comes in. "I'm sorry, I saw your light on and I thought you were studying." HAHA, not quite. I ended up in my bed with my shirt and jeans, my belt on the floor, and my light still on. Wow did I feel like complete ass. I seriously felt like i was back in college when you just got fucked up and you knew you would pay for it the next day. However, this was not my intention. Stupid girl.

So all in all....a pretty good birthday celebration if i do say so myself.

And then today I realized that in exactly one week i will have completed another marathon. who the fuck does that? it's weird, i wasn't nervous last year but right now i'm terrified. i know we're ready....i just am scared. I'm really excited to get out of town. portland is beautiful and i can't wait to go.

alright....once again, i've procrastinated studying enough. I promise a good blog in one week. =)

Conejo Creek

2006-09-16T00:02:00.000-07:00

I had an amazing night. First of all, it's always good to see your friends because the first thing out of both andrew and vicki's mouth was, wow andi you look great. But then thinking about my lifestyle and how i'm running a marathon in 2 weeks, and after running more than 20 miles a week, i better look fucking great.

Then we went to Extraordinary Desserts. It is so yummy. We acted all old and professional and shit and got a bottle of wine. We chatted about old times, and new times, and it's just good to be around your roots sometimes. They have made me who I am today.

On another note, I LOVE my Tide pen. Andrew spilled a couple of wine droplets on me and i busted out the pen and voila! no stains on my shirt. hell fucking yeah.

The dessert there was amazing as well. I suggest anyone and everyone to go there.....AND it's reasonably priced.

Then we went to the Princess Pub....forced down another drink cuz we were freaking full by that time.

And here comes the best part of my night.....we went back to andrew's and watched Conejo Creek. For all of you that are unaware, Conejo Creek is a film that was made at the end of my senior year of high school. It has old photos and film clips and it is probably my favorite movie of all time. It surpasses Empire Records. Quote of the night: "Andi, you were the only one in our group with a rack. you and mara." ~andrew

that made me super happy. yay for me and my wonderful boobies.

so yeah.....a perfect night. i love my vassa.

Korn = Rascal Flatts?

2006-09-13T21:52:00.000-07:00

OK, I just about died laughing. I'm burning cds onto my laptop itunes and i put in the self-titled korn cd into my computer and these are the albums that I had to choose from according to itunes:

Korn - Korn (ok, good call)
Rascal Flatts Entire Collection - Rascal Flatts

....whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? I don't think those bands have one thing in common. Honestly, how did they come up with rascal flatts? This just boggles my mind. And I actually laughed out loud.

Chub-Rub is no fun

2006-09-10T13:57:00.000-07:00

so j and i went for a run up in la jolla today and it was amazing. we ran by the coast and it was perfect weather and all the happy runners and bikers were out. we are now ready for our marathon.

anyway, i am currently sitting in front of my computer, spread eagle style. and here's the reason why: i got two words for you - chub rub. For all of you that don't know what this is, you're probably lucky because you don't get it. After you run for a while, and you're built like me (no hips girl) your upper legs rub together and form the most painful chaffing ever. Usually i use a little vaseline before i run but of course my dumb ass didnt. and now i'm sitting in my underwear with my legs far apart and neosporin on my legs. yeah, i was going to go out in public and study but i don't think people would appreciate that. it looks a little inviting and im not inviting. my cooch is probably too good for you anyway. =)

so yeah, aside from the chaffing it's been a good day.

Ah friday....

2006-09-09T17:27:00.000-07:00

So work didn't seem like a friday which always blows.

i did find out that i will be seeing my dear friend nina in vegas in october. it happened by random chance that we were going at the same time. so excited about that one.

i went to fashion to get some new running shoes. out of the 6 pairs of asics that i would buy, they didn't have my size in ONE of them. fuck that. they called around to other stores and told me to go to UTC. fuck that.

i called jenny to see if she wanted dinner. she was going out with anthony.

called joan....she already had dinner plans.

called brad....didn't pick up his phone.

called andre...he was working.

called nick...he was running down linda vista, literally.

well, looks like i'm eating by myself. i didn't want to drive to UTC at 530 on a friday night. let's just piss me off more. so i went home and ate rice cakes and peanut butter. there's a well balanced dinner. jesus.

i took a mini nap, went for a run, and went to the captains quarters with nick. always good times with nick and always good times at the quarters. mmmmmmmm......beer.

so i slept in today and have been studying ever since. woo freaking hoo.

i'm off for coffee....hopefully i will get more done outside my home. 20 miles tomorrow. better get my rest.

labor day weekend

2006-09-03T21:22:00.000-07:00

FRIDAY:

wanted to go out...but that didn't happen. andre and i went to see the descent. i am the biggest effing pansy. i get scared over every little thing. such a loser. on another note, i was super excited about wearing my new heels. they may be comfy but i definitely have not gotten the walk down yet. i may have looked a little retarded. to be quite honest i'm surprised andre didn't make fun of me. but i love my heels...they make me happy.

we ended up at dennys and i don't think i went to bed until 3/4am. something like that. I haven't been up that late in months. wow i'm a grandma. i was kinda worried about hanging out with him...it might have been kinda awkward being we recently broke up. but it wasn't at all and i can't tell you how happy that made me.

SATURDAY:

my lazy ass woke up at noon. putzed around, drove to my aunt's in escondido, attempted to study, took a nap instead, watched madagascar (which is super cute), came home, attempted to watch sleepy hollow (it got too intense so i got ready for bed) and then i didn't study and went to bed.

SUNDAY:

j and i went to encinitas to run. it was bloody hot. and 18 miles is a freaking long ass way. enough said.

i got freaking sunburned. fuck that! i put sunscreen on. that's some bullshit right there.

i went to my company's labor day party. it was a lot of fun. i got to eat wonderful food, bake in the sun some more, and spend time with some great people. let's start out with the man whose house we were at. he is the nicest man ever. and his wife is gorgeous and so sweet. alright, here's my embarassing moment for the day.

the son of the nicest man ever is one of the hottest boys ever. so i sat down to talk with the man, the wife and the son. then the wife said, are you alright? you're neck is red and kind of spotted. ooooooooooooooomg. i'm so embarassed. let's backtrack. whenever i'm anxious or nervous my neck gets really red and blochy. so i just responded that i was okay and that i'm not allergic to anything here. meanwhile, the man totally knows what's going on - i apparently was nervous sitting next to the hot boy. he's 3 years younger than me and i'm nervous. that's just ridiculous and i am so embarassed.

and then i wanted to go out but then my body shut down and was like, fuck you sit your ass down on that couch. and that's what i did. now it's bedtime.

Not one taker

2006-08-27T21:11:00.000-07:00

You lazy fucks. Fifty bucks yo for giving a freaking massage! Dude, andre would take a shot of his own piss for $50 and you're telling me that no one will come over here and give me a massage? Christ, I'm not that revolting.

I've decided that I don't like running 16 miles by myself. It's just no good.

So I'm going to go into that test and kick its ass. I'm going to treat this test like soccer. If you go into a game thinking you're going to lose, you most likely will get your ass kicked. So I, miss A, am not going down without a fight. I've spent a crapload of time studying for this bastard test and I am going to punch it right in the nuts. And if for some reason it gets the best of me, I'm going to fucking take that thing down the next time around, you can fucking count on it.

(haha, like my little pep talk to myself.)

here's the quote of the weekend:

andrew calls and is like, "i am hungover and i'm in desperate need of KFC." (or something to that effect.)

so i put a picture of kev and me from new years. dude, my hair is dark. i'm starting to think now....blonde or brown? red?

comments welcome.

Take a deep breath...

2006-08-25T22:49:00.000-07:00

$50 for anyone who will come give me a legitimate massage. no joke. and no fat old hairy men please.

Shhh....I'm a bandit. Don't tell.

2006-08-20T19:59:00.000-07:00

FRIDAY:
So...I decided to get wasted on friday because i had THAT great of a week.

First I went to Casa Machada with the ladies from work. I really suggest that place....It's by that aerosquadron place....or something. Had a margarita or two.

Came home and went for a run. omg, mexican food, margaritas, and running do not mix. surprised much?

I came home got ready to go out. had a shot of vodka. had another one about 2 minutes later. joan and her cousins show up so we have to do another one. 3 down...many more to go.

We met up with her guy cousins at Maloneys. It was a lot of fun....i don't remember a lot of the details but i know i had fun. =) I do remember talking with her cousin on the phone, i was in one car and he was in the other trying to find out where he was going. all i remember is that i kept calling him things such as dumbass and whatnot. Don't get me wrong...it was all in good fun. I think. haha.

SATURDAY
I'm surprised i wasn't hungover. I'll give you one guess as to what I did with my day.

SUNDAY
So we all know that I'm a dumbass and didn't sign up for the half marathon...so i decided to be a bandit and meet jenny on the course. I woke up at 530 to go for a 5 mile run. i get back to the apartment, put on an old bib from another race, run to the corner of scott and harbor, hop on to the course when i see jenny and proceed to run sub 10 minute miles for the rest of the race. It was a really fun run. The course is awesome. I think training for the marathon is going well because i felt like i could've run faster and longer. YAY!

I ran into a couple people I hadn't seen in a while. Roby, Obeji, and James Ogdlksjdflsdkfjsdflsjd (I don't remember his last name...but he was joey and aaron's old roommate.) He's really nice.

I was really excited when this girl in line behind me was like, wow how do you keep your toes looking so well? yay....i have pretty feet. well...i guess i wouldnt go that far.

So anthony, j, and i went to the waffle spot where i had the famous double chip waffle with scrambled eggs, bacon, and sausage. yum yum.

came back, took a shower, and you can guess what i've been doing since then. however i did take breaks to call kevin and the parents and my sis.

so yeah....i should probably get back to studying.

8 days til the test and some more drunken debauchery....

i AM the sharpest tool in the shed

2006-08-18T14:53:00.000-07:00

So.... today i started wondering why I hadn't received any info on the half marathon in the mail. And then I got this really bad feeling. So i checked online to see if I had signed up for the half marathon....and i hadn't. There are times in my life when I would like to kick my own ass because I'm so retarded. So basically...jenny is running by herself because the course starts up on a hill and I can't get to the starting line and just run it for the hell of it. i feel like a gigantic dipshit. oh wait, maybe because i am one. I started crying at work and feeling sorry for myself...but then i realized, it doesn't really matter. yeah i won't get that extra medal for running the 3 half marathons...or even a third metal for that matter....

I ran 16 miles last weekend...I don't need a medal to say that I've accomplished that. Although it would be nice.

I must say though...that was the icing on the fucking cake this week.

Well, life sucks then you die.

2006-08-16T22:54:00.000-07:00

For all of you that don't know....I am currently a single woman. Breaking up sucks. And I for sure don't like crying. It makes my eyes really poofy and red.

However, us breaking up I truly believe is for the best. I swear I'm not one of those dumb girls trying to convince herself that it is better to be broken up....dumb girls. I swear as a race, girls are retarded but that's a whole other topic that requires a lot more time than I have to write right now. I gotta get through the basics.

Andre and I decided to be friends. I'd be a crapload more upset had he cut off contact with me completely. I have a good track record (all but one) of staying friends with people i previously dated. So I'm not too worried about losing my friendship with him. Aw, always my squishy.

moving on...

Jenny and I have a half marathon this weekend....."America's Finest City" Half Marathon. America's finest city....damn right that's san diego. It should be a fun race....it'll be somewhat interesting because jenny and i have ran parts of this race a gazillion times. We run from Cabrillo National Monument to Balboa Park. In fact...we almost run right in front of my apartment...less than a block away. I miss my parents coming to my athletic events. They are always so supportive.

So, I should be studying right now....I have my first part of the CPA exam in 12 days. holy fucking christ. but I can't concentrate....and I'm waiting for my laundry to get done. so i'll probably putz around until that's done then go to bed.

A couple of shoutouts:

Brad - I miss you....I haven't talked to you in awhile and I hope you're still alive. =)

Punk - Thanks for putting up with my hystericalness.

Nick - I need a beer. Let's grab one soon.

Joan - You owe me a beer. =)

My roomie is great

2006-08-09T10:46:00.000-07:00

Our conversation thru email today:

A,
I was thinking about driving out a new route in the PL/OB area after
work tonight for our run. I'll make sure it is well lit. I thought it
would be good to stay closer to home since we'll be running later but
I know we are both sick of the same ol' thing. Just wanted to check
and make sure that sounded good to you before I did it.
Hope your Wed is going well,
Jenny

My response:

Happy Hump Day. I'm always down for new routes...

Her response:

hehehe, you said hump...

I love it.

My life probably at its boringist

2006-08-07T19:24:00.000-07:00

LAST WEEK:
class and studying. big woop.

FRIDAY:
work, run, dinner with the boy at miguels. mmmm...white sauce. then i passed out early...no surprise there.

SATURDAY:
woke up at 6am. on my own, without an alarm. ok, what the fuck. i even tried to go back to sleep and couldnt. that's just ridiculous. so i got up and started studying.

study study study. could my life be any more boring?

6 hours later i decide to take a walk and i buy hint of lime tortilla chips and creamsicles. i have been craving creamsicles ever since my friend at work came in wearing a orange and white striped shirt...and of course it reminded me of food. so i studied for four more hours then decided it was time to give my brain a rest.

went to frys and bought a cute travel case for my laptop, and a cute little mouse....and i bought a mint ice cream brownie sandwich. sooooooo good.

then unfortunately it was time to go home and continue the studying.

you may think i'm psychotic...but i really refuse to take these exams more than once. i don't think my body can physically handle it. so i hope to god i pass.

SUNDAY:

woke up...plotted our route....ran from home to balboa park and back. it's weird to think that we ran more than a half marathon. whoa. ate food. took a 2 hour nap on my floor with no blankets. jenny did give me a pillow though. nice roomie. then when i woke up in my gross unshowered phase and saw it was 4 something. good lord. what a lazy ass i am.

then i picked joan up from the airport and then studied the rest of the night.

I told you....my life is at its boringist.

this just makes me laugh

2006-08-03T14:48:00.000-07:00

I AM FRIGGEN DYING, I ONLY HAD ONE REDLINE THIS WEEK AND MY HEAD IS RINGING LIKE A MIDGET WITH A SLEDGEHAMMER IS HUMPING MY BRAIN.

-andre

Life as I know it

2006-07-30T19:56:00.000-07:00

To see Disneyland details....see jenny's blog. much easier than me spouting it out.

Ok, so sometimes my own stupidity amazes me. I was taking the nail polish off my toes and naturally it got all over my fingers. So I washed my hands as well as I could but the smell takes a while to thoroughly go away. i start eating cheezits and whatnot. then comes the point where i need to lick the seasoning off my fingers...so i do. andi you dumbshit....i got a big taste of nail polish remover. ew....for you guys who don't know what it's like....it's like rubbing alcohol. i am such a dipshit.

So my classes started last week. the material is good but the classes are kinda worthless. oh well.

Friday I saw pirates again with my boy. I definitely liked it better the second time around.

I love san diego. Jenny and I ran this morning and it was overcast and wonderful running weather. we ran from point loma to OB and the view from the top of the hill was absolutely beautiful. so j and i of course talk all the way down the hill about how fortunate we are to live here.

Last night was rather sad. J and I went to hang out with erica cuz she's on her way to DC. we had a good time but when it was time to say goodbye...i couldnt even look her in the face and i just gave her a hug....and then jenny was my downfall. she went back for a second hug and then they both started crying...and then i lost it and i started crying..... boo. we'll miss you E.

now i'm just taking a break from studying and watching i love lucy. they were on sale at target for $20 cheaper than they usually are. so of course i bought the rest of the seasons.

dude...i bought a laptop. that's super exciting...especially cuz everyone makes fun of my old ghetto one, including me. my computer is like my car, ancient and epic.

alright...perhaps i should get back to studying. hmm...i want chocolate fro yo...

Running, Wedding, Sunburning

2006-07-16T15:16:00.000-07:00

FRIDAY:
Had roomie night. ate souplantation and overate....nothing new there. watched chicken run. was alseep by 10. what a lovely night.

SATURDAY:
Woke up early to go running. Jenny and I planned on going up to cabrillo national monument but when we were driving out our course we got stopped at the gate leading up to the momument. shitty. so we ran around PLNU and into the other half of point loma/ob and then home. it was getting really effing hot by the end of our run at 10am. jesus...why so hot so early?? then again, andre reminds me that i am a wuss and if i lived in texas for two seconds i would probably melt into nothingness. oh well. i cant help that ive been spoiled and lived in so cal my entire life. anyway...

then andre and i went to raylene's wedding. she looked so beautiful. my little raylene is becoming a woman. =) it was nice with the exception i got a rocking sunburn. like i'm sitting here typing and i'm radiating heat off of my chest. and i'm so mad at myself, i'm usually really good at putting sunscreen on. i have no idea what the fuck i was thinking.

so then my boy and i walked around horton...and while he was looking for another pocket knife...i found this flask that i'm kinda obsessed with. it was so pretty. yes, a pretty flask...they do exist. didn't buy it though...figured i wont be drinking so much until the end of next tax season. oh well..probably better for my body anyway.

then we checked out various things on harbor drive. this seriously made me so happy....because i've always said how there are so many things in sd that i want to do and have not done in the 5 years i've been here. so andre took me on a sub, and two ships. it was so interesting to hear all andre had to say...he was seriously like a tour guide. the kid is full of so much information about such random things. i love it. i must say the greatest part was that i was still in my dress and heels and i was walking around a sub and i had to fit into spaces that were a hole of 3-4ft in diameter. that's funny...ya know me showing my cooch to everyone trying to fit between these holes. haha....seriously funny.

and then dinner at miguels. yummy white sauce.

by the time we got back to my apartment my feet were swollen and my chest and back were on fire. i laid down in the middle of my living room, spread eagle and tried to cool down and give my feet a rest. i was a disaster....but then again nothing new there. and then it was bedtime.

SUNDAY:

totally flaked on geoff. i feel really bad... i'm seriously like mega-flake-bitch to him. not okay. i was supposed to play soccer in the morning but i was so exhausted...feet still hurt...sunburn GLOWING...i was not in good shape to play soccer. i wouldve gotten my ass kicked.

and now i'm here....writing in my blog. hopefully nick will call me back and we can hang out. i think i may go see pirates with brad later too. we'll see. i'm so burnt that all i want to do is lay on my couch and rub aloe on myself. arg i'm a mess.

NEXT FRIDAY:

Disneyland!!! so excited. i recruited my sister and her boy to come too. we got a pretty good size group going...hopefully no conflicts there. i wouldnt think so.

alright...i think it's aloe time. hm...i hope there's not a thing as too much aloe.

I am not prepared

2006-07-13T20:32:00.000-07:00

So, I'm rather depressed right now. Andre's working mad overtime and i seriously haven't seen him in forever. boo. Ok, so i'm gonna be a major chick right now but i'm seriously having withdrawals here. I miss you yo.

I am not prepared. my life is about to turn sinister. i start my review courses for the cpa exam tuesday the 25th. i don't even know if i remember how to study. no joke. here is the most depressing part.....is that i will take my four classes and my four exams and i will be done at the end of january. one might say, 6 months of studying isnt bad, with various week breaks in between the different sections. HOWEVER, overtime and a little thing i call tax season starts the last week of january. which means i will LITERALLY have no life from the end of july to mid april. that's a good 9 months of my life. good lord. AND i have to fit in marathon training which will end october 1. i hope that is a good stress reliever. otherwise i'm fucked.

i want to apologize now if i stop talking to you. it's not that i don't love you...it's just i have no effing time.

i'm stressing myself out. my body is seriously SO uptight right now. =(

i just need to keep telling myself that it will be all worth it in the end. completing my second marathon and becoming Andi K, CPA

wish me luck...

So I felt like the biggest @$$hole

2006-07-10T17:38:00.000-07:00

So, can't stop thinking about this so here we go.

I went to ozzfest on sunday and i was a Very Important Person. So some crappy band was playing so i went to get another beer in the vip area. no one was in there really because everyone was watching the show. so i order my beer and some scary looking guy with long brown curly hair comes up to me and starts talking to me. asked me what i was drinking, asked me my name, yadda yadda. so i eventually ask his name and he says Frank. and then i asked him who he came to see and he gives me a look like wtf and says, "i'm going on stage in an hour." and walks away. um...holy fuck andi what did you just do?

so i go back to our table and whatnot and i tell my peeps that some guy was hitting on me and then told me he was going on stage. so i figured it was one of the guys from disturbed. holy shit! so then when disturbed comes on stage i don't see the guy.

oh jesus christ....that means i met someone from system of a down....the ONE band i came to see.

so system of a down comes on stage and low and behold....it turns out i met the effing singer for system of a down. like, oh my god. and i had NO idea....i just thought some creep was hitting on me. holy fuck.

so one might say, well the singer for soad is not named frank. yes but he sings a song about FRANKie Avalon. Frankie....coincidence? I think not.

I started crying when i realize i talked to the fucking singer and had no clue. in my defense, i have never really seen what the band looks like, i've only seen like one video and all their cds don't really have pictures of them.

so yeah...if i were him, i'd be kinda pissed too if a dumb broad didn't know who i was. honestly...i was there to see him too. i suck. this is the ultimate suckiness.

i am so sad....

Top 10

2006-07-05T18:05:00.000-07:00

ok, i know i need to write about the 4th weekend but it's going to have to wait. right now, it's top 10 time. oh, i didn't count soundtracks. in alphabetical order.....

AFI - Sing the Sorrow
AFI - Decemberunderground
Backstreet Boys - #1's
Dashboard Confessional - The Places You Have Come to Fear the Most
Enya - A Day Without Rain
Evanescence - Fallen
Incubus - Make Yourself
Kelly Clarkson - Breakaway
Rascal Flatts - Feels Like Today
System of a Down - Mezmerize
Tori Amos - Little Earthquakes

ok i lied, top 11. am i missing anything?

Nick, you are my favorite person right now

2006-06-27T17:54:00.000-07:00

First off, I want to let the world know how much I adore Nick Navarro. He is one of the best people you will ever meet in your lifetime and let me tell you why. I had a emotional breakdown last saturday night and was physically stuck where I was so I called him at 3am and asked him to come pick me up and he said yes with no questions asked. He is a phenomenal person and true friend.

Friday night-got sushi with nick, brad, and andre. andre and i both kinda got sick after that. yuck.

Saturday morning- ran mission bay with jenny, went to the mission with j's parents, j, and anthony. on our way back from the miscellaneous shopping we did after, i failed to put my keys in my purse. so waiting to j to get back home and let me in, i cracked open a beer on my front porch. i was lucky that j's parents left the beer with me before they went back to their hotel.

Bad news....didn't stop drinking til close to midnight. ikes.

Saturday afternoon- had a bbq at the bay with j, j's parents and others whom i love dearly. played apples to apples, I drank more beer, ate a crapton. excellent.

Saturday night- went downtown with Andrew. we hit up maloney's and bitter end. fun stuff. then i had my meltdown, yadda yadda yadda.

Sunday - sat in my room all day, depressed, then i went and got food with my boy, did laundry and watched the rocky horror picture show. ok, has anyone seen that movie? it's freaking weird...a real trip. i'm still kinda amazed that tim curry was able to walk around in those heels as well as he did. and to my amazement, susan sarandon was in that movie. she's got a rockin body by the way. or at least she used to.

Today- yeah i locked myself out again. but this time i left my ONE key to open the door on my shoelace of my running shoe instead of just not putting my keys in my purse like the last time. dude, i suck.

i'm loved

2006-06-22T16:56:00.002-07:00

omg....i'm retarded. anyway...this was what i got this morning in an email

"bitch :-p have a good day"

teary-eyed from my blog especially for him. punk.

so i wanted to bring everyone's attention to my roomie's blog...cuz it's hilarious, and fitting.

goofygigglygirl.blogspot.com

enjoy!

funfetti anyone? marcus where are you when i need you!

i'm loved

2006-06-22T16:56:00.001-07:00

i'm loved

2006-06-22T16:56:00.000-07:00

Always Kevin's amusement

2006-06-21T18:02:00.000-07:00

#1 - f u kevin. here's a freaking half assed blog.

#2 - joan, jenny, and i decided on a friday night that we would go to vegas the next day. we recruited erica.

#3 - got into Light (in the Bellagio) for free and without waiting in line. then i see the stripper pole...and i just can't help myself. and i recruit everyone else to dance up there with me. then jenny kicked me off. that whore.

#4 - went to SB last weekend to watch andrew graduate. 5 years baby! while heading downtown i sat down next to some guy on the community bus and he fed my beer. yay free beer!

#5 - went to the graduate and sat next to brenda aka BLT aka mrs. thomas. that woman is wonderful is so many ways. and then andrew did a jig up on the stage before getting his diploma and i just about died.

#6 - i had a soccer game last night...which would have been fun had we had some subs...but i about collapsed on the field. not so good.

#7 - my boy's birthday's tomorrow. all he wants for his birthday is for his ex NOT to wish him a happy birthday. we'll see about that.

#8 - andrew's moving to SD on friday. good lord, that's all i have to say. he's moving into a place downtown...which means whenever i go to gaslamp i'm crashing there. fabulous. brenda hooked him up.

#9 - jenny's parents are coming to town this weekend. they are some of the nicest people i have ever met. that should be fun...we're going to play board games. yay!

#10 - going downtown with andrew this weekend. that fool actually sent me a text message saying "invite hot people." i love him. =)

Irritated

2006-06-05T07:33:00.000-07:00

http://news.yahoo.com/fc/world/gays_and_lesbians

Stability of society? kiss my ass Bush.

kevin - this is for you

2006-06-04T22:11:00.000-07:00

kevin is bored so i'm writing a blog. by the way, sorry i didn't call you back.

i cannot effing wait for my marathon training to start. jenny and i are unbelievably antsy....and fat.

let's see....what have i been up to...

OH....thursday night i went to cafe europa to visit my dear friend connor. got wonderful food and drinks. then i bitched to nick because i was being a dumb broad and we got a beer and i went home. get this, i open my car door and step in a pile of puke. ew...fucking gross. BUT then, it's almost midnight and i see my landlord and realize i need to pay him rent. so i walk into his apartment and he's like, so do you like wine? and i'm like, yeah. "here, these tenants moved out and left three bottles of wine and i dont drink." so stepping in puke didn't bother me because i scored three bottles of wine. fabulous.

friday night was fun. had a bbq at marcos'. i proceeded to get drunk. we went to this bar where they had this game where there were two pictures of porn and you had to pick out the differences in a certain amount of time. we didn't play but andre and i kinda helped out the people who were playing. that shits just funny. later that night, i apparently had a really good conversation with andre and dont remember. crap. well, glad i could give him advice in my drunken phase. =)

saturday went to the beach....blacks beach to be exact. so, andre and i decided to take a walk and i got stung on the bottom of my foot by some jackass bee. i spaz out, andre is laughing at me because i'm spazzing out, and i'm seriously in pain. so 15 minutes later the pain is mostly gone and i pull out the stinger and then we proceed to look at naked people. we saw the perfect rack on this one chick....i'm not kidding...PERFECT. props to her.

went over to brads house for another bbq. good to see him...it had been too long.

then we had a girls night. but oh my god my shins are effing sunburned. they rather hurt. anyway, jenny, erica, megan, another friend, joan and i went to maloneys. we had three different sets of guys buy drinks for us. dammit why was i the d.d.! i randomly ran into my friend from junior high who i probably hadnt seen since then. he's so nice. then we danced the night away. good times.

today joan, jenny and i went to the rock n roll marathon to cheer on joan's family members and miss brenna mullen. it was a lot of fun....however, it really made jenny and i want to start our training already. it's going to be SOOOOO much fun. so yeah...there's my quick update.

on another note, who breaks up with someone over email? honestly, you pansy ass fucker who looks like the bad guy in oceans 12.

Tori, what happened?

2006-05-23T11:04:00.000-07:00

So I love tori amos. Most everyone knows this. HOWEVER, i think she was on crack when she made the album "strange little girls." no joke yo. it is borderline horrible. and by borderline i mean absolutely. and i love tori...and i hate saying this about her. but i really dont understand the cd. and i'm taking time out of work to write about this...because it upsets me.

Quick recap:

stood in a nonmoving line in front of the tavern thursday nite.
picked up random stranger in long beach friday nite.
drove to lompoc (aka compton aka cowpunk) with nina and random stranger to pick up kevin.
chatted with stu...i love his outlook on life and i hope it rubs off on me.
had a drunken phone call from vicki saturday nite.
dressed up like a stripper and visited my boy sunday nite. (that shit was just funny)

ok that's it.

Vegas...

2006-05-11T21:03:00.000-07:00

Uh...yeah. Believe it or not, I don't really have any stories from vegas. I had about 20 drinks in the span of 10 hours and was MAYBE buzzed. I had a blast though. We stayed at the flamingo...where the card dealers were wearing super cute pink outfits. i came out ahead around $250 playing blackjack...so that was excellent. Yeah, sadly enough, that is my story.

So I don't know what the eff is wrong with my sleeping schedule. There are days when I come straight home from work, go to bed and don't wake up til the next morning. Yeah, that once again happened on tuesday. Is that something I need to get checked out?

Jenny left me. She's in Colorado for the weekend. sad.

I probably should go home this weekend for mothers day...but I kinda just want a weekend to myself. I've been up and about ever since tax season ended and i don't feel I've gotten a chance to breathe.

so i'm drinking a beer right now. and it's amazing. and i have work tomorrow.

my boy is coming to get me and we're off to the yardhouse. apparently they have good beer. and that's all i want. beer. in the great words of homer simpson "mmmmmmmmmm....beer."

on another note, i've decided that people are selfish bitches. i want to say the only person i've met that truly isnt is jenny. people will screw others, even good friends, over without a second thought. people effing suck. just take a second to think you dumb bitch.

so i feel like an dipshit....i called nick to see if he wanted to grab a beer. yeah, didn't realize he's on the other side of the country. dumb andi. this is what happens when i dont keep in touch...i look like an ass. love ya nick!

i have a new pic on myspace...it's of vegas. my one redeeming thing. however i dont know how to make it bigger. sometimes i really wish i wasn't so computer illiterate.

i'm outee.

I'll leave you in suspense

2006-05-04T15:54:00.000-07:00

Prepare for stories...i'm going to vegas this weekend with the ladies from work. There's going to be so much drunken debauchery I am SO excited. Feel free to call anytime for a drunken i love ya. =)

Capt's Quarters and TO

2006-05-01T16:58:00.000-07:00

So, friday at work went really slow. oh well what are you going to do? I had really good spinach artichoke dip though for lunch. yummy. anyway, it was roomie day.

so i go home, pick up my drycleaning, pick up a 6-pack and set up the nintendo 64. i'm blasting AFI and playing mario kart when jenny walks in the door. i say, hold on right there! and i run to the fridge and grab us both a beer. so we listen to afi, play mario kart, and drink a beer. what a wonderful way to start the evening.

so then jenny and i go shopping. we were headed to "so good jewelry" which is fabulous. (girls, check that shit out. 450 5th ave, downtown sd.) first off, we park in horton. well, the beer had run thru us at that point and it was time to pee. so we go to macys and low and behold, cute shoes EVERYWHERE. so we go to the bathroom then proceed to try on glorious shoes. and then i bought some really cute heels that i can't stop thinking about. seriously.

so then i show jenny to the jewelry store. and there were so many choices we didn't know what to do with ourselves. jenny settled on two pairs and constrained myself to one. walking back to the car we decided to stop at urban outfitters...which isnt really jenny or my style. yet we bought more stuff. and it was glorious. jenny bought this cute white hat with strawberries on it. she wouldnt shut up about it. it made me happy. haha. i bought blue 70's pants for $5. that's right...be jealous.

so we decided it was time to eat at this point, so we meet up with joan, brad, and ian at miguels for a little mexican delight. so delicious.

so we decided to do a little preparty at our apartment before going to the captain's quarters we go to vons. this dumb bitch who was working there walks up to all and says, you all have your id's on you right? we're like, yeah. ok, she's not a dumb bitch for that. when we all went up to pay for it though, the dumb broad yells to the cashier to make sure that she really checked all of our IDs. you cuntrag....we don't look 5 years old. and the cashier did her job. ass.

anyway, we proceed back to our apartment and drink good ol kettle and watch the good parts of shrek. i'm not kidding...we fast forwarded thru the majority of the movie and stopped on the funny parts to laugh our asses off. i love that movie. =)

so my boy comes over and then we go to captains quarters. first, we decided to sprint across the street. i wish i had that on tape. we are all full from dinner and have quite a bit of alcohol in us and we ran across the street. blaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

anyway, so captains quarters is great...the pool playing, the dart playing, the random shot taking... good times.

saturday...

believe it or not, i had no form of a hangover. so that morning joan, jenny, andre, and i went to dennys and ate greasy food.....and it was amazing.

so, after that i shower, pack, yadda yadda, and then i go pick up the boy and we head home, TO home. had my favorite meal when we got home....manicotti. YUM! so basically we just sat around home and chatted with the parents and sis for a while.

sunday rolls around and the parents, grampa (yes grampa), andre, and i head to eggs n things for breakfast. more yummy food.

for lack of better things to do in TO, andre and i go to the mall. where i ran into high school people that i just didn't want to talk to at the time. i ran into naomi and margaret, whom i actually really like them but since you haven't kept in contact with them its just uncomfy and awkward to talk to them. i hate shooting the shit when i'm not in the mood. oh well.

we then go to a restaurant and hang out with the sis and her friends. found out that i went to strip club with a guy who was there and my sister like, my freshman year of high school. how effing funny is that?

eat shishkabobs (i have no idea how to say that let alone spell it) and mass quantities of food at home.

when we were saying goodbye to my parents, my mama gives andre a hug and my dad says that he's welcome back anytime. so i'm gathering that they like him. =)

then we drive back to sd and pass out.

what a glorious effing weekend. =)

Honestly, who vacuums their lawn?

2006-04-24T17:54:00.000-07:00

So i get home from work today to find my landlord vacuuming the courtyard lawn. I am so confused. What does this do? Am I the only one who finds this bizarre? Crazy potsmoking landlord...

So yesterdays race went extremely well. Granted I'm still a little sore today but I seriously was expecting not to be able to walk. The La Jolla Half Marathon's course is absolutely beautiful...so if you enjoy running at all....that is the course to do.

Events of the day:

Before the race I thought I was going to vomit. I must have been extremely nervous because I thought i wasnt prepared. It felt like the old soccer days when i used to get nervous before a really big game.

Jenny and I stayed the night at our friend's house who lived literally 2 minutes from the start of the race. Good ol Joan. So she dropped us off in the morning. Jenny and I were in our trashbags, as usual. While waiting in line for the gross port-o-potties I see a glimpse of a blue USD soccer shirt. I'm like, wtf? wait.....MC!!!!! So random and unexpected. I yell to her and we chat and whatnot. I really love that girl.

So Jenny and i then line up for the start of the race. We were kinda afraid for the national anthem because last time there was the atrotious operatic woman who had no idea she sounded like some animal dying. To our surprise, the man who sang it did a very good job.

Our race starts....jenny and i kept a pretty constant pace the entire time. I cannot emphasize enough how beautiful the course is. Even though I wasn't as prepared as I could have been...jenny and i were passing people on the mile long hill between mile 5 and 6. I love hills. How disgusting is that?

So there were these two guys in hawaiian shirts and lays (hmm...i dont know if i've ever seen that word written before...is that even the right spelling?) and they were talking up a storm with everyone, so of course jenny and i start up a conversation. the one guy tells us that his buddy is going to propose to a girl ahead of us right before the finish line and she has no idea that he was even running the race. so the two guys were running about 100 feet behind her. the friend was there to videotape the whole thing. how fucking awesome and creative is that!? so cute. i give mad props to that guy. so he told us to say aloha monica when we ran past her because the two were soon moving to hawaii. so we did...and then we picked up the pace so the girl wouldn't be like, wtf?

So jenny and i finished at about a 10:25 minute pace, which considering my fat ass didn't work out during the last half of tax season, i'd say that's pretty damn good. yay us!

after the race there was a beer garden...and the beer was free....and jenny got drunk in 2 seconds and it was hilarious. joan and anthony watched us finish so they joined us in the beer garden and we all chatted and took cute pictures and yadda yadda yadda.

then joan, j and i went to mission mission....and ate everything in sight. and i was content.

then i napped forever.

ate baja.

watched monty python and the holy grail.

had the boy give me a massage.

and went to bed.

what a glorious day. =)

Geez...there is such a thing as time.

2006-04-22T16:50:00.000-07:00

Holy bajesus tax season is over. And there actually is time in the day to do shit. This is seriously a foreign concept to me. Here's the latest random stories...that I remember at least.

TAX DAY, April 17:

Hmm....definitiely used the firm's money and got wasted. You all know how I get when I'm drinking...I love you this, I used to be scared of you that, you're creepy...and so on. I'm a little embarassed that I told the people in the firm that I love them...and that I used to be scared of them...but hey, it's who i am. HAHA, such a nerd. So i proceeded to the mall with a couple coworkers and proceeded to buy the entirety of the mall....well i rather spent a gazillion dollars. Well worth it though. Um, so i was at the W drinking from 1-430pm and then i was at the mall from then to 830. I had consumed FAR too much alcohol. I was a champion though...didn't puke. Also, I was super impressed with my ability to walk in heels the entire day and not eat shit. And my feet didn't hurt...granted the alcohol couldve helped that. So andre comes to pick me up from the mall and we go to this really nice bar with a gorgeous view....unfortunately i was too drunk to really appreciate it. and he fed me more alcohol....jackass. =) and then we went to the grocery store to pick up MORE alcohol and proceeded back to his place where i continued to drink. jesus h. christ. i'm still impressed that i didn't puke everywhere. such a champion.

DAY AFTER TAX DAY:

omgiwasSOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOhungover. it took me forever to get out of bed. and when i did get out of bed i was completely worthless. i felt really bad...i had the day off from work and andre took it off too to hang out with me....and i was an absolute disaster.

and then i went to get my hair done. holy hell i am fucking blonde. it looks like i'm wearing a wig....no joke. Don't get me wrong, it doesn't look bad and it for the most part looks natural...but i seriously feel like i'm wearing a wig. yeah...hopefully pictures will come to myspace soon.

RANDOM THOUGHTS:

so i'm fucked basically. i have a half marathon tomorrow and am i prepared? thats a big hell no. but jenny and i picked up our numbers today and drove around la jolla a little bit. it's really going to be a beautiful run. i am excited....although i'm well aware that i am not going to be able to function after it.

so i totally bought a lot of running clothes today...i was super excited.

I'm going home next weekend. I am so happy to be going home. And my boy is coming with me. I'm so sad though...I found out that none of my close friends are going to be in town....halfway defeats my purpose of bringing him home. oh well....i'm excited to see my parents. theyre so effing funny. crazy people.

so i just talked to kevin and he said to put something clever in my blog. Oh kev, i drove a really fast car this morning. so much fun. on another note....sorry, nothing clever today.

wish me luck tomorrow....i pray to god that i can still walk after it.

Thai food

2006-04-11T19:37:00.000-07:00

My mouth is on fire...my thai food is SO effing good. I suggest it to anyone and everyone. 6 more days...

Mixed feelings

2006-04-09T17:07:00.000-07:00

So, I'm happy right now cuz I just ate some refreshing strawberries. However, my legs are shaking because what started out as a 4 mile run ended with, "oh we can go another 2." Um, andi has NOT run in a good 3 weeks. Needless to say, i'm kinda tired.

I was happy to rock the tinsel mullet again. I was not happy get my ass kicked at pool.

I was happy to play in my alumni game. i was not happy to get sunburned.

I was happy to see barrera. I was not happy to have to work today.

Alright....3 more hours....

Sophomore year all over again

2006-04-06T19:59:00.000-07:00

So...my diet has been AMAZING lately. It's like sophomore year when i was a fat bitch. no joke, ask kevin.

I have a new appreciation for easy mac. Now that is amazing. I've been feeding my body shit for the past 3 weeks and it is NOT happy with me. All I'm craving is a banana. And no I'm not craving that hidden meaning kind of banana...perverted fucks.

So my dinner right now is easy mac, cheezits, and cashews. i am so gross.

This made me laugh: I haven't really seen jenny lately. So last night we were chatting and she's like, i've haven't seen you in forever that I've been reading your blog to keep updated. I died I was laughing so hard. I love my jenny.

I'm really nervous...kevin's sending me something in the mail. i don't think he's ever sent anything to me in the mail. and it's kevin...so actually i'm terrified.

omg...i need a banana.

so apparently i need to be able to run 13.1 miles in two weeks. i am going to get my ass kicked. FUCK. get this, my alumni game is this weekend. i CANNOT wait to see kaitlyn pruett. she is my fucking idol. literally. i'm going to get my ass kicked again.

by the way...nick navarro i miss you and we need to hang out....of course after tax season.

oh another btw, brad i really wanna set you up. but she definitely is in a foreign country right now. so soon enough, we'll all hang out...maybe a little captains quarters action.

Ok, I should probably get back to work. story of my life.

if you want to see drunken andi, call me on april 17th. i will be wasted by 1pm.

solution to headache and too much work: 64oz diet coke, ice cream cookie sandwich, and roses. =)

Kumquat

2006-04-04T13:42:00.000-07:00

Dude, so I'm totally into kumquats. They have a funny name which truly makes me giggle. They taste yummy. However, the citrus-ee tang kinda makes my tongue burn. But oh so good.

Colored STAPLES!!!

2006-04-03T09:53:00.000-07:00

OMG....so I just had the best morning ever!

Get this, I was searching through boring tax papers...and low and behold I come across a green staple. Green! Honestly, who does that? I was so excited, I went around ro my friends to show them. And now I can't stop thinking about them. I have to have them. They were just so fun and cute. YAY!!

Yeah, so i totally detached it from the packet, taped the staple to my cubicle wall, and restapled the packet with a normal silver staple. I am so not normal.

RAWR

2006-04-02T13:52:00.000-07:00

1. Work is an effing sauna.

2. I have 8 hours of work left. I blame Andre.

3. I didn't make it to crew classic for the first time in 3 years. tragic. I blame Andre.

4. I didn't go jewelry shopping with Jenny like i said i would. I blame Andre.

5. I didn't get to watch the second episode of the OC last night. I blame Andre.

6.. I have a tummy ache. This I blame Jenny because she made brownies and i HAD to eat, you know, half the batch.

7. I was late meeting my sister for lunch yesterday. I blame Andre.

8. I've had a permanent smile on my face this entire weekend. I blame Andre.

Hmm...that was a little cheesy for me. I'm kinda embarassed. oh well, and I'm back to work...

Random thoughts...

2006-03-31T10:27:00.000-08:00

1. This world is far too small.

2. If you are a guy, please keep your nails maintained.

3. If stressed, oil and a massage is the key.

4. If you have a fat ass, do not wear tight white pants. They make your ass look even bigger.

Who would have thought?

2006-03-30T08:18:00.000-08:00

So, it's been a while since I've written in the blog so I decided to catch you up on what's been going on. I work all day everyday. I don't work out anymore. No time for that. It's a sad life I lead.

So now that I've caught you up to what I've been doing, let me tell you about what I've been thinking. I have a crush. And it's on a guy I would have NEVER expected to like. I mean come on, I originally called the guy creepy. Who does that?

So apparently calling him creepy got him to look my way. I should try that more often. =)

So yeah....we have a lot in common. It all started with system of a down....which really made me happy. I have no problem announcing to the world that i like him because, well he already knows. And he keeps wanting to hang out with me so I must be doing something right.

I think what really got me is that he wears docs. Please, i own 7 pairs...and only a select few wear them often. Yay for docs.

Get this, we all know how I'm bipolar and freak out about stupid shit and i of course did this around him, and he still wants to hang out with me. He's a good guy. And i totally know he's reading this right now too...which makes me giggle.

Ok, it's time for work. oh, by the way, if you don't already know who i'm talking about, it's andre. =)

15 hours....

2006-03-22T21:59:00.000-08:00

Hmm....is it okay that I've been at work for 15 hours now? wowza.

When everyone's gone at work I have this sudden urge to do a cartwheel in the middle of the hall. I think by the end of tax season I'm going to. It just seems like fun. Jenny's bday was today. I saw her for 15 minutes. poo.

Another random sidenote....i opened up this client's package full of info and it smelled of oldperson....like REALLY bad. I had to wave it around and try and get the smell to go away.

I'm going home now.

St. Patty's Day and punk

2006-03-20T18:34:00.000-08:00

So....god i don't even remember what i did this weekend.

Friday - worked my life away. Went to Visions and met up with old crew boys. Visions is downtown...pretty cool place i suppose. Talked the night away with kev which was really nice. Totally scraped my arm climbing up the parking structure to get to my car instead of walking around. dipshit andi. i'm sure it was really graceful too. I had 5 guys squish in my legendary acura...so that's kinda amusing. Wanted to kill brad for being an ungrateful bitch. jackass i drove all the way back downtown to pick up your ass and all you did was bitch. whatever, over it now.

Saturday - worked my life away. went to souplantation with jenny and erica. had every intention of going out....but i passed out instead.

Sunday - met jenny's boy. i like him. he's really nice...unlike her ex whom we all know i truly dislike. didn't accomplish anything yesterday. no laundry, no grocery shopping. what a waste. i did however watch the OC...and laugh my ass off at how one of the characters had his face implanted on a picture of a cowboy. quite comical. ok...it's time to go back to work.

and my daddy's coming to town tomorrow. =)

What the hail?

2006-03-11T12:00:00.000-08:00

So I'm working and all of the sudden I hear this popping/clicking noise....like someone is crinkling up a plastic bag or something. And I'm thinking...what the hell is that? And my coworker comes out of his office saying, what the hail?

Yeah, the hail lasted for a good minute and it was banging against our windows. That's insane. We live in san diego for fuck sake. Jenny and I were supposed to go running. Hm...i don't think getting knocked unconscious by hail sounds very tempting.

Macaroni and cheese

2006-03-09T21:05:00.000-08:00

Since my last post...

I had mac and cheese for dinner one night for the first time in years. And it WAS amazing.

I'm a disaster. Actually, Mary is a disaster and she has rubbed off on me. Disaster has a lot more flavor than mess. I'm a mess....yes just doesn't have the same ring.

I haven't worked out since monday. Granted, I had an indoor game tuesday and i ran a little. But i got this blister the size of russia on my heel. I love exaggerating. It was really pink though. And the size of a quarter. About 5 layers of skin missing. ok ew.

I have eaten two boxes of girl scout cookies in three days. In the great words of bobbyB, I'm a fat mess.

Another weekend, another stressful disaster...

2006-03-05T11:15:00.000-08:00

FRIDAY:

worked. no surprise there. i had a killer headache though. so i decided to walk to my bank to order a new debit card. when i got back to work i still had a headache and then i started to feel nautious. great. just what i need when i have 8 more hours of work left.

so around 730pm or so, i decide it's time to stop working. so instead of leaving and going to bed, which is what i wanted to do ALL day, i decided to write in the names of all the songs i have on my itunes that aren't already there. i am so retarded. 8o'clock rolls around and i'm thinking i need to get the hell out of here. I check my phone. Oops, brad called. called him back, apparently he, ian, and matt were downtown eating. Even though I wanted to sleep, I decided to join them because I hadn't seen brad in forever. (see previous blog for note about brad withdrawal.) so dinner was nice, although i didn't eat anyhting cuz i was still nautious. so then i went home and passed out.

SATURDAY:

I had this brilliant plan to go running in the morning before work. Hahaha...i swear, who am i kidding? So I slept in, kinda, and got into work around 8. Worked. And I finally did my own tax return. Yay me! Unfortunately my sweet ass refund is going to my parents.

After work, I decided to go for that run cuz no one wants a fatass. I was going to run 8 but once I hit downtown I saw my fellow running buddies from work heading the other way. So I ditched the last mile and turned around and ran with them. Fancy that. When we almost got to rosecrans they said they were going left on a street before. So I thought, I'll run another mile to make up for the one I missed. Yeah...ended up running two more. AND I was running at a 8:30 minute per mile pace. Um, btw, that's super fast for me. I was always the leisurely type runner....chatting it up with jenny....never really being out of breath at any point during the run. Yeah, that wasn't the case. The fact that I was hauling ass actually made me happy. It was something different. And my mind was off everything in this world and it was fabulous.

Decided to clean up the apartment..basically cuz I had no choice. Jenny and her mom are coming home today and I knew I wasn't going to feel like cleaning today. Listened to little russian lesbians singing techno type shit. It was great.

So after I took a shower I laid down on my bed. I should've just stayed there and called it a night. But I decided to go to the crew party. So after 20 minutes of debating with myself whether i should get up or not, i decided to go.

So, honestly, what was my motivation to go? I don't really know the crew team that much anymore. If i went, it's not like i would spend that much time hanging out with brad...he'll be jumping around from person to person. And who else do I know? Nina, Nick, Ryan....yeah that's about it. Will still hates me, so unfortunate. I wasn't sure if Holly or Christine would be there. SO, i ask again, what the hell was my motivation to go? Because as much as I love brad, nina, nick, and ryan they will be enjoying themselves with all the other crew people I don't know. So I ask myself, why not mingle with all the college students? Yeah, ask yourself that question out loud. I fucking graduated already. I'm supposed to be moving on from the world of partying and playing flipcup (which I was actually really sad I didn't play). I just don't see a point in talking to people I don't really know or care about and have no connection to besides the fact i used to be a crew groupie.

I guess I didn't want to sit at home by myself, (btw, sorry i didn't call you back erica), so I decided to go.

I get to brad's house, and immediately I'm super uncomfortable. Gee, andi didn't see that one coming. dumbass. anyway, i proceed away from everyone and what do i do? call kevin. get made fun of there...he even asks me why i'm there. I don't really even know if i had an answer. punk, you know me too well and it kinda scares me sometimes. anyway, as I'm talking to him i see another person i know, BEN! so i hang up on kev cuz i'm rude like that and i go talk to ben. background on ben...haven't seen him since graduation and i actually wasn't really sure if i would ever see him again. so in other words, i was surprised and pleased to see him. That fucker has a brewery in his basement. lucky bastard.

So I go back in the house and hang out, catch up with ben, realize i'm still really fucking uncomfortable. so brad realizes he's going to be out of toilet paper. I think to myself, ooh...can't have that. So what do i do? I volunteer to go get some. And I was supposed to pick up some ping pong balls. So it was an easy out for a little while. So I go to walmart. Apparently they stopped selling pingpong balls at walmart a year ago. So i pick up some toilet paper and a snickers and i'm on my way back. fuck, i dont want to go back.

so i put toilet paper in the bathrooms and i'm talking with holly, watching flipcup and whatnot. it was good to see holly, too. But i was so uncomfortable that i couldn't really enjoy her company...which is rather sad. So a little while later nina and christine show up. so i chat with them. then nick walks in the kitchen holding a pair of keys. OH SHIT, nick why are you holding my keys? Apparently, I left them in one of the bathrooms when i was stocking up on toilet paper. Nick, you are my savior.....oh, and btw you looked really good last night. But seriously, imagine if i decided to leave then realize i can't. I would start crying.

anyway, i hang out for a little while longer. the keg runs out of beer. brad comes up to me and asks if i'll go get some more. fuck yeah i will. i go to the store, pick up a 30pack, and by the time i'm back to the house my friend josh is there. thank god. someone else i can talk t0. and he was wearing a really cute shirt. aw, little josh. when i saw him he gave me my christmas present which was a purse/handbag that you would take to the beach. how cute is he?

so anyway, go back in the house. still uncomfortable.

ok so now, if not before, you are asking yourself, then why didn't you just go home andi? and this is what i have to say, that's a good question.

after a while, it was time. i needed to go home. I was unhappy and tired. Not a good combination.

SUNDAY:

So i wake up and start thinking about the previous night. And I'm really bitter now. Why was I so uncomfortable? Some of my favorite times in college were at crew parties. I'd say that it was because i was sober. But that's not the case. I'm really pissed at myself. The real andi only comes out in certain circumstances. My work people have seen the real me. Kevin could probably tell you what i'm going to do before i do it. Jenny, Michael, Marcus, and vassa know the real me. But other than that, people have only seen glimpses. And i dont know why but that bothers me. It's amazing that i don't talk in front of some people. i just dont say much. even around brad. and nick. and that's not who i am. And i think i realized this last night. I'd like to think that I'm pretty outgoing but judging from last night i'm starting to think that i am completely clueless about how i am. boo.

crap, i need to go vacuum. i dont know when jenny is getting back. crap, i need to do laundry too. i've decided that apart from work and sleep, laundry is my life. oh my, i totally forgot to mention something. I got back last night sometime after one, and my landlord who lives below us was hammering something into the wall. wtf man? and it lasted a good 10 minutes. crazy old man.

alright, it's vacuum time!