October 30, 2007

Today was a normal day really. Apart from going to work in pj's, there wasn't anything special about the day. (pj's to work = spirit week)

Then the work day ended and I got in my car to go home. I'm off and I feel something's not right. Literally a minute away from school there's this apt building and a massive church. So I pull in there and parked right infront of the dumpster that way I wasn't blocking any entrance and exit ways. I step out of the car and see that my front right tire is FLAT. The tire wasn't low on air, it was flat down to the rim. Obviously this was my guess and that's why I stopped. So, seeing as though I've never changed a tire in my life, I called for back up. I first looked around and there was no one in sight so I called my father who was promptly on his way.

Meanwhile I'm just sitting in the car for like 10min waiting when the apt building security guard comes over to my car. I'm on the phone trying to explain to my father where I am and then I have this old bitch telling my that I can't park there. I tell her I have a flat. She doesn't care and tells me that I have to move the car. I tell her that the car had just been fixed and I'm not going to move the car so as to fuck up the rim. She doesn't care and tells me that it's illegal for me to be there because there's a fire hydrant on the wall. I was thinking "bitch! there's no fire right now! leave me the fuck alone!" Of course I didn't say that.

Stress level rises which is causing my TN to act up. I looked at where she wanted me to move the car. No. The rim would've had to have gone over a metal rail and I wasn't going to do that. She then proceeds to tell me that she'll call the police on me...that she's not getting in trouble because of me.

So let's recap: I have a bad flat which I have no idea how to change; I have my father on the phone asking me what the dumbass woman wants; I have the bitch threatening to call the police on me and telling to move my car; and for extra fun I now had facial and head pains.

I couldn't handle it, I was about to explode so it's lucky that fucking woman left. My father was like "let her call the police, they'll come and change the tire and not give you a ticket".

My father arrived shortly after that, tire got changed and we went to get the busted one fixed. Of course when I got back in the car after the spare was on, I completely flipped off the security guard. And not just a little bit...I flipped her off as I backed out, drove away and turned the corner!

October 29, 2007

I just signed up for the Banco Popular 5K. I must be crazy doing another one of these races. I'll probably die 'cause I haven't had the time for my daily runs this past week. I have been running around, but not in the training sense. I've just had a lot to do lately in regards to costumes and what not. Before the weekend, I was focused on getting my stuff ready for my Little Miss Sunshine costume....so I didn't exercise. Now I'm focused on getting the costume ready for school halloween day. It's still not done, but I have tomorrow to continue working on it....so I haven't ran.

The race is on Nov. 4th. We'll see what happens. :)

http://5k.popular.com

October 28, 2007

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October 27, 2007

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October 19, 2007

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October 15, 2007

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October 7, 2007

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September 22, 2007

I was in my room this afternoon watching the So You Think You Can Dance? marathon on MTV. Ok, first of all...why didn't I watch this show before?!! These people kickass.

Anyway, so I went to the kitchen to grab something to drink. That's when I see my dog Gamu half standing half sitting infront of the backyard door. Ok. It looked like she was peeing or about to pee, so I called out to her. She moved or actually, I should say that she tried to move. She didn't go anywhere. So I call out to her again and she tries again. Very odd, so I go over and that's when I see why she can't move. Somehow she'd managed to get stuck on a glue trap which was also stuck to a potato bag. I was like "How in the world did this happen?!?!"

I don't know. I didn't even know there was a glue trap around. And since it was also stuck to a potato bag, there was no way she was going to move. The bag weighs more than she does! It was funny and irritating at the same time. This little incident cost her an early bath.

September 20, 2007

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September 16, 2007

Yesterday was the last day in the volleyball tournament at the school. Soon it became clear to me all over again something that I had long forgotten: How insane parents become with their kids sports.

I decided to go to the tournament to see the teams play since I hadn't been to any of the home game (all I want to do after work is go home). The first thing I noticed was I had never heard of this one school. That's when I was told that this particular school in full of scholarship atheletes who play at the national level as well. Oh great. So I take my place in the stands and watch some volleyball. Infront of me were parents of one school I remember playing against...they're hard to forget. The team was always good and never mean, but the parents always made up for it.

I had forgotten how crazy parents become with their kids sports. These parents needed prozac. It's one thing to be playing on the full court because when you serve, you are nowhere near the stands. You hear noise, but you can't hear or make out the abuse. But at that time the court was divided in 2 to play more games. So, the server was basically in the bleachers. That's when parents go into crazy mode. These parents were doing everything, but standing up next to the server and yelling right in their faces. Just let them play!

Oh and the dad of one of the girls was sitting on the bottom. Instead of sliding over and making space for the girls to serve, he just opened his legs spread eagle. Gross! Gross old man!

I didn't stay for the last 2 games. It was already 5pm and I had a serious case of plank ass going on. During one game, one of the over zealous mother's had one of those air horns. She just happen to blow it a couple of times too close to my head. So of course I had a headache on top of the numb butt cheeks. All in all there were some good games, some insanely powerful players and even a couple of tears.

September 8, 2007

All afternoon I was checking out different artists on myspace. Yeah I didn't have anything else to do. I was trying to find a variety of different new music to listen to. And in that search I found The Sugars. Instantly liked what I heard and saw. FUN!

The Sugars - Doo-Wop

The Sugars - Monsters

Check 'em out: http://www.myspace.com/thesugars

September 1, 2007

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August 26, 2007

This chicken story is LONG overdue.

I believe the last time the chickens were mentioned, it had to do with the chick my mother decided to save since it was suffering from some strange non-walking sickness. Well, the chick is all better and grew up to be a rooster. He still comes in every night and sleeps in the garage. He will stand at the back door and peck at the glass to be let into the house.

And if that wasn't odd and funny enough, he eats dog food. The rooster has a mixed up identity crisis. He hangs with the dogs in the garage and eats dog food. All he needs now is a doggie door to come and go as he pleases :)

August 15, 2007

So.....
As you can tell, I haven't been blogging much lately. There are 2 reasons for that:

1. Nothing really has been going on that I feel like sharing. I mean, lots has been going on in PR like the latest cop who assassinated that unarmed and handcuffed man and things like that. But I don't want to get into all that.

2. Work started Aug. 1st. Obviously most of my time during the week is taken up by that and when I get home I don't want to sit at the computer for long.

So that's about it for now.