Did I mention I stuffed myself with chocolate and am now vibrating as I sit here and write my blogger???????

Yes, Happy Halloween everyone. Today we had a little shindig at my workplace. There was a lot of crummy food and horrible, eardrum abusing singers. Nice they made an effort though. I swear - Isa, Melanie, and I are becomming like little 4th graders. There are a few eye-candy pieces that eat lunch at the cafeteria regularly and we do our best to get good views and to try and find out their names.

First there's Boy Band (see previous archived message) - who is Isa's beau, pretty from afar. Next there is Brooder - a new fellow.. he looks very serious and like he's brooding over something.. we accomplished a mini mission today and found out his name.. Euan Cunningham. Melanie did some research and dialed his extension to hear his voice and got his voice message. He's definitely Scottish or Irish.. sexy. Next is this guy Melanie discovered today named Levi (as said on his work-shirt). He's in maintenance or something, definitely hot. It's pretty pathetic, but really funny.. we get a big kick out of stalking these guys.

We got this announcement at work today:


SECURITY ALERT

On October 29, 2001, Attorney General Ashcroft issued a threat advisory stating that the US Justice Department has credible evidence that there may be additional terrorist attacks against the United States over the next week.

While we have no information that would lead us to believe that we at Bayer would be a specific target, a normal amount of caution is being advised. With the current spotlight on CIPRO and Bayer being a global company, the Corporate Director of Security has stated that "it is imperative that all Bayer Corporation facilities maintain the highest degree of alert."

Employees and other site residents should IMMEDIATELY report any suspicious activity to the Security Control Center. Remain observant and vigilant, as each of you play an important role in ensuring the security and safety of everyone on site.

This is scary.

If you're in the mood to be really annoyed.

Today was the first real rain of the season.. now as I look out the window the sun is shining through the clouds. You know what this means. Along with daylight savings it means that traffic is going to suck more and more.. *sigh*

Ah well. When I'm driving I listen to my CDs and sing along at the top of my lungs. I really don't care if people stare.. it's my way of entertaining myself when driving alone in traffic. When I used to commute with Bob he would read me articles out of horsey magazines on the commute home. Morning commute isn't bad with the morning talk shows.. I listen to Sarah and Vinnie and they keep me busy for the drive to work.

Holy *CRAP* I got my credit card bill yesterday and it was about $1100. Well, $55 of it was late fees and finance charges which I quickly disputed and got taken off (even though I did indeed send in my payment late). I'm also buying a new computer also from Alienware. It's supposed to be this kick ass gaming system that's going to be better than Bob's. Wouldn't it be funny if I lost interest in Quake3 and it just gathered dust? Anyways, that's going to be about $1500. Then mortgage and board which is another $1200. Did I mention that Bob's unemployed right now?

Did I tell you guys? I don't think so.. the new antibiotic my OBGYN gave me was Cipro. I just finished my course this morning and I feel grrrr-eat! No more anthrax, er, I mean bladder infection for me. Yay! No more sex for Bob either since that's how I got it in the first place.

Ok, this week I'm going to try and be more positive, no more bashing my coworkers!

I had a good weekend. Bob and I had a wonderful trail ride yesterday.. we swam with the horses where we weren't supposed to and the scenery was so beautiful. Blade came along and had a wonderful time. That dog.. he runs up and bumps into Isabella and Tavi's legs, it's a wonder he hasn't gotten kicked yet. Isabella gets PO'd at him.. she'll pin her ears and shake her head at him and he's like, duh.. I don't speak horsie.

Bob says I'm mean for writing these things about my boss. :)

My boss.

.. is a loser.

He's the biggest lame-ass I know.. other than my coworker, D. He comes to my cube CONSTANTLY to ask me inane questions. I can think of so many different examples. Yesterday he wanted to meet with me for 15 minutes to discuss what I have to do to make HIM prepared to present all the data that I'VE been accumulating for the past year and a half. Turns out he wanted to set up this whole meeting to tell me two things that I finally got out of him in about 30 seconds. :P There are 15 different graphs with about 19 different categories and he wants me to add standard error bars. Each of these categories have about 10 different data sets.. so you can imagine how friggin long it's going to take me?? Anyways, I've been working on it ALL MORNING LONG. I told him it'd take a long time.. and just a few minutes he comes to my cube to ask me if I'm done yet. The presentation isn't for another 2 weeks. He's such a fucking moron. I have no respect for him, can you tell? So in addition to giving my own presentation on another project I've been working on, I have to provide all the data analysis for HIS presentation. ARGGHHH. I really despise him.

Dork example, his office is in the corner of the lab I work in. Whenever I'm there and he needs to get in or out of his office he says 'hi' to me. Even if it means he goes to the bathroom and back he has to say 'hi' to me. Loser.

The other day I was listening to the radio in there and the emergency test broadcast system came on. He comes out from his office and starts waving his hands around, "PANIC, EMERGENCY!! PANIC!" I fake-laugh to oblige him and he goes back into his office.

I can't believe he's married.. he's such a moron. Yeah, it was funny the first few months.. but now he's like the nerdy creep that has to sit next to you and feel like he has to entertain you constantly. He wants to know every detail of my life also.. almost to the point of harassment. I'm really getting sick of him.

I got a call from my OB/GYN this morning. She asks me, "So, are you feeling any better?" I tell her that I feel a bit better, but I can feel that the infection is not completely gone yet.. still burns when I pee (although I didn't say that exactly in my Mess O' Cubes). Well, apparently, the antibiotic she gave me, although a broad spectrum Ab, is not effective on the type of bacteria that is infecting me. Years ago in college when I had an bacterial infection, the culture showed that the bacteria was resistant to 90% of the antibiotics out there.. NOT GOOD!!

I wonder if this is because I've taken a lot of antibiotics in the past? Or because I use anti-bacterial soap?

Bob says I have powerful butt bacteria. He's nasty. It could've come from his butt.

So Bob went to the Orbital concert last night.. I didn't get a chance to catch him on the way out so he got away with wearing his bright red Atari shirt with his light blue jacket. Argh. Oh well, at least I wasn't seen in public with him. hehe.

I spent the evening playing Quake3 and chatting online until he got home (about midnight). . It was a quiet evening.. all the critters just slept the whole night and for dinner I had Ramen noodles, kimchee, and SPAM. My pee is still Gatorade colored.. but I think I'm getting better. The prongs have dulled.

Ok, I'm so inept at this html java script, blahblahblah thing. How the heck to people make their web page so nice? I see these pages created by 14 year olds that are just amazing. Am I really that old and out of the loop? Anyways, I'm thinking about stealing a format from another person and modifying it slightly. harhar.

Comment Away Fellow Comrades!! I won't strangle you if you comment more than once. It was included into the commenting program by default. ;)

Oh! I forgot to tell you guys.. I'm published!! My ridestory was recently published in Hoofprints magazine. The official newsletter for NATRC ( North American Trail Riding Conference ).

You can read a copy of the story here.

For some reason the comments section is not working.. never fear faithful readers, I'll install a new and better one tonight. Bob's going to a concert so I'll have the whole evening free!

Julienne

Ready for another bitch entry?

Ok, so I'm sitting at my desk and P comes into my cube. He has no respect for personal space, okay? It's not like I have a big office here, I can almost smell his nastiness. Anyways, he wants to look in my lab notebook but he doesn't ask, he just comes right in and starts looking in it. So.. I say,

"Can I help you with something?"

He mumbles something of the sort that he's just checking a few results. He has several papers in his hand so I say, "You can take my notebook to your desk." in other words, get your smelly assed, pubic hair-covered head out of my sight. He doesn't respond and stands there looking at my notebook. I glare at him for a while then repeat myself again, louder. "You can take it to your desk, P." He looks through the notebook again. Not responding. Then he takes the notebook and says, "Actually, I think I'll take this to my desk."

Why me? Why oh why do I have to be surrounded by such idiocy?

I get the following e-mail from my mom yesterday,

Subject : hi

Hi Julienne.
How are you. How is bob.
mom

Well, I didn't respond to her because.. well, it was a lame e-mail (sorry Mom). I actually forwarded it to Bob because I thought it was amusing. If I did respond it would've been something to the effect of:

Fine.

Anyways, she calls me last night (while playing Q3), Bob answers the phone, chats with her a bit, then he gives the phone to me. I'm in the middle of the game and Bob takes over so I'm yelling at him, "She's invisible, the bots invisible!! Get back to base!" etc etc. Anyways, she's all concerned about me because I didn't reply to her e-mail within 10 minutes at work like I usually do. Sheesh people.. I actually do work sitting at my desk sometimes. (bwahahahaha!!)

So I have a UTI = urinary tract infection. I got my antibiotics and my pain medicine and I'm feeling a bit better now, although really run down. I was almost going to take today off but I felt better when I woke up this morning. The pain medicine turns my pee bright orange, like gatorade. I spent about 45 minutes at the doctor's office, and another friggin HOUR waiting to get my pills from Rite-Aid. I'm never going there again for my prescription - the technician told me it'd take about 1/2 an hour to fill it. So I stole a Clearly Canadian. I deserved it.

I was quite the shoplifter in high school but I rarely if ever do it nowadays. An older girlfriend of mine decided to do it one day and we got away with literally *thousands* of dollars worth of stuff but never got caught. She drove a van and it'd be jam-packed with stuff we stole. Well, that was my stint on the other side of the law.

Do you know what peeing with a bladder infection feels like? It is so goddamn painful. You know in porn shops they sell those long strings with balls tied along the length of it? Imagine that string with metal prongs. Imagine someone slowly pulling on that string from your urethra as you're just standing or sitting there.. Imagine someone tugging on that string as hard as they can when you're peeing. Tha'ts what it feels like.

Kay, I have an appt for 3:50 today.. yay. Had to tell the boss I was leaving early for "emergency personal reasons, nothing major". teehee

From the National Kidney and Urologic Diseases Website:

Normal urine is sterile. It contains fluids, salts, and waste products, but it is free of bacteria, viruses, and fungi. An infection occurs when microorganisms, usually bacteria from the digestive tract, cling to the opening of the urethra and begin to multiply. Most infections arise from one type of bacteria, Escherichia coli (E. coli), which normally lives in the colon.

GROSSS!! I have multiplying bacteria in my urethra. UGH. Sucks to be me.

I'm calling for an appt today.. pain getting worse..

I think I have a bladder infection *cry*. I've been taking cranberry pill supplements and drinking lots and lots.. but it still hurts when I pee. Bad Bobby! It's all your fault! J/K. We've switched from condoms to this birth control called Advantage and it's quite messy. Still feels much better than a condom though (I think anything would be).

I haven't been following the instructions a nurse gave me in college:

After sex:
1. Immediately pee. (But what if you had to pee beforehand and there's nothing left? This has been the case the past few times we've had sex. I usually can think of Niagara Falls or some sort of gushing water entity and pee, but for some reason it hasn't helped recently)
2. Wipe from front to back. (Who does that? The body is just not conformed to be able to do that easily)
3. Don't uh... stick around. Stick and move, baby. (Hmm. But when you're half asleep and happy, you can't help but lay around a while)

Okay, probably more information than all of you wanted to know. :)

Had a pretty good weekend. Now that horse season is pretty much over there's a sense of relaxation over our home. No more rushing to get to the barn and get conditioning time in before it gets dark/horses fed/etc.

Saturday we did our part for the economy and spent about $300 in stuff. :) Bought bras, shoes, stuff from Brookstone, and Bob bought a workout bench.

Got home and played Q3 until 3 in the morning.. I'm not an addict, I'm not an addict............

Sunday woke up at about 10am and went riding at a local park. Took the dog along and had a great time. Both the horses are pretty fuzzy now with their winter fur so we took it pretty easy. I almost came off of Isabella - we were doing a huge big trot down a single track trail, in the lead, and she decided a little teeny hole was going to eat her up alive. One big swerve off to the side and I lost both stirrups and ended up on her neck. Bob said my butt was about 2 feet up from the saddle.. hehe! Grabbed her neck as she started canteriing, but good girl, she didn't take off and I was able to reseat myself. WhEW! Haven't come off of her yet.. heheh! That was the biggest spook she's had with me. Blade had a fun time - we usually don't bring him along because he can't handle the heat well, but Sunday was nice and cool.. we all had a blast.

Came home, played more Q3 (I'm not an addict.... I'm not an addict).

Work is quite extraordinarily boring today. Went out for thai food for lunch (yum). I think I'm re-living my second teenager years.. whenever I see a good-looking guy I have to look and admire and point it out immediately to my coworkers. We joke around and say there are certain 'boyfriends' we have in the research department.. certain guys that we find charming/cute/appealing for one reason or another.

Rafael likes this short guy in production.. I haven't gotten a good look at him but from what I've seen he isn't anything extraordinary. That's his only pick.

Isa likes three guys. One is this balding guy with a baby face.. he's pretty boyish looking.. he's down in her list, but in her list all the same. She also really likes this Japanese/White guy who is very yuppy. She says she likes him because he's so clean looking and she wants to caress his tidy little neck of his and blow in his ear.. hehe.. The third guy is this blondie we run into at the cafeteria. We call him Boy Band because he looks like he should be in 'N Sync or something. He looks good from afar.. don't want to get too close. Nice body.

I admire 2 boys from afar.. one is this 6'5" brunette that works in another building.. he's smart and kind of serious looking.. although Rafael and Isa tell me that he's a big goofball - they went to a training class with him. I seem to like the tall ones.. for good reason. ;) The second boy is this senior scientist guy. He's cute in an ugly kind of way.. he always comes to work with messy hair and he obviously doesn't have a woman at home judging from some of the outfits he dons. He's very quiet and friendly, he always remembers my name. We call him my Cabana Boy Toy. We feel he needs to be bossed around and I could do that.

Last night I was incredibly, mind-blowingly bored. So what do I do? Log onto AIM (nick is Akasha1557) and hop into one of the chat rooms.. I immediately get IM'd by this 'silverfish' dude (I think that's what his name was) He tells me he's 17, was devirginized at 12, has had 8 partners, and has a 8.25" um you know. All volunteered info, btw. He wants to know how big the boobs are.

I'm 24.. and I feel uncomfortable about talking about this subject matter with a 17 year old.. (any other age, I'm game, baby! heh). But it got me to thinking.. my first boyfriend I met a hair shy of my 17th birthday.. and he was 24. That's just SICK!! No wonder why I'm so messed up. Well, I can't equivocate my problems with guy relationships on him, but he certainly was mature enough to know better. He was a master mind-playa and he did take me for a loop. Bob just turned 30.. so almost as bad.. I started yelling at him for being a sick f*ck too but he quickly pointed out that there is a difference between ages 17 and 24 versus 20 and 25 (which we were at the time we met). I dunno.. that's still messed up. If I were to meet a 20 year old boy and wanted to get hooked up it'd be purely for physical reasons. I guess that's why Bob and I have been together for the last 4 years.. physical reasons. ;)

I really need to get some new clothes. Specifically pants and bras. I'm always running out of bras - there's no way I'll wear them twice, and pants, I'll wear them twice but wearing jeans to work almost everyday gets tiring. So tonight I'm debating a trip to the department store.. maybe I'll just go to Ross. It's cheap and I don't feel guilty about mixing clothes up and leaving the dressing room a mess. :) I can't wear my dresses because I don't have 'winter shoes' to go with my stockings. Sometimes being a girl sucks.

I realized this because of what happened this morning. I was digging through my closet, trying to find something to wear.. and I found these pair of jeans I hadn't worn in forever, and they fit! I also find a black bra that fits, but the brass clasps irritate my skin. Fine, I can live with that.. anyways, grab my breakfast smoothie and head out to the car.. get to the freeway, look down and see a HUGE tear right next to the zipper. Oh, that's why I don't wear these jeans anymore. That's okay, I have my long black sweater that will cover the crotchal area.. but every single time I drop my pants to go to the bathroom the tear rips more. Thank goodness I wore decent undies today.. Ugh. These jeans have a one-way trip to the dumpster.

I should change the name of my blog to: Take stupid surveys and report them here! *grin*

Here're my results in the 'evil' quiz. I pretty much knew the results already.
Good----Evil
Yup, you're definitely very evil. Hell is holding a little room with your name on it. You find others' pain funny. So what? You're a sneaky backstabber, luring your prey close, then striking like a vulture. But a cute, cuddly, appearances-can-be-deceiving vulture. Often, the snake lurking inside you will put your evilness to work in the bedroom solely for your own amusement. Evil is great — just don't kill anyone with your mind.

Not Sexually Evil----Sexually Evil
We're all slaves to our urges — some just more than others. Sure, you probably shake it a little to get your way, but you don't beat yourself up over it (unless you're into that, of course).

Not Passive Aggressive----Passive Aggressive
Yes, you're always smiling, but you hold grudges for years, repress your anger, and then blow up in conniving ways — you've got "postal worker" written all over you. Passive-aggressive people are often very sympathetic, which is why they hide their anger. So take solace in knowing you're still coming off as kind-hearted, you sneaky, two-faced back-stabber.

Not Black Hearted----Black Hearted
Ooo hoo — you're one evil muther. Your heart is blacker than Darth Vader's helmet. For goodness' sake, next time think about that old lady's feelings before you push her down the escalator. Yes, it's all part of being a free spirit who doesn't answer to anyone. Right or wrong, it's a fun way to live. But be careful — it all comes full-circle in the end.

Why is it that all my coworkers are complete dorks?

Lunch scenario about a week ago. Isa and I are sitting down eating in the cafeteria. S, my supervisor comes by and asks if we mind if he sits down with us. That means a halt to any sort of interesting conversation Isa and I would be gossiping about. And who the heck eats lunch with their supervisor?? Except my nerdy cubemate next door who has no friends? Anyways, so of course we let him sit down.. and D comes along. I despise D. He looks like a child molester and you can check in my archives the head-butting I've had with him. He's a big freak-o and comes waddlin' over like a foolio and plonks his tray down. I tell him that Rafael is going to be joining us also (it's a 4 seater table) and he gets up and hesitates and starts looking for another seat. Then (GAWDAMNIT) I say that we could make room (ARGH). Why the heck am I like that?? Argh, I hate being a nice person. So he sits down and of course the whole Rafael thing is a lie and he never shows up. Isa and I spend the whole time talking about mundane stuff to each other and S and D are talking amongst themselves about geeky nerdy work stuff.

So today Isa and I run into D and S in the cafeteria.. we are taking our god-precious time hoping that they will get a seat first so we can sit somewhere else. We both pay with our credit cards even though I have about $100 in cash. Anything to take up time. Even with all this we get done before they do so we sit. S comes over (before standing around like a moron) and plonks his tray down. I tell him Rafael is going to be sitting with us and half-kinda mumble that we can scoot over to make room if we have to. He mumbles something like, "Oh, he's actually coming this time.." in his dorky way. THANKFULLY he decides to sit at a different table (right gawdamn next to us) and D joins him there. Ugh, why does he insist on eating with us? I think I remember writing about the time that they invited themselves out to lunch with us when we went to the Berkeley pier. None of them even drove. :P It might be okay if S was cool, D is definitely not. But they're both a bunch of nerdy fugly losers!!

I've been reading the blogger I mentioned in yesterday's post.. it is very strange, odd and WIERD, but it's just amazing how much passion this guy has. It's like a scab you can't stop picking.. the roadkill on the side of the road you can't keep from staring at. Just a totally different world.. bizarre.

This is friggin' hilarious. I'm fascinated by it.

Okay I was just about to shut down everything and go home then I ran into this blogger and it frickin' freaked me out! I had to share it with ya'll.

Time to go home, yay! Bob's b-day dinner tonight then Q3. *mrow!*

Quake 3:

What can I say.. I'm getting more and more addicted to fragging other poor defenseless souls every night. I love playing on any of the excessive servers. Usually you can find me on a CTF (capture the flag) server - these days Pantie Raider's Hell, or on a team deathmatch server as 'Akasha' and I play w/ the Yuriko skin. I'm getting quite good at team deathmatch.. you can find me up either in first or second place. CTF - I'm not as good.. it depends on the map. If there is a way to fall into lava or into space, you'll usually find me there. In excessive you start out with all weapons in fast-fire mode and 300 health. One well-aimed shot of the grenade launder or BFG kills your opponent. Bob plays also and is really really good.. he's been asked by several clans to join but he prefers to remain independent. I admire those players that are really awesomely good.. they could be the fugliest person on the planet but if they're amazingly good at Q3, they're hot to me. I live in such a wierd little world.. =)

What breed of dog are you?

For some reasons I'm fascinated by these tests. Maybe I feel like they will somehow allow me to see the true self that I am. Highly doubtful, but anyways, they're quite amusing when bored.

My results:

No bones, about it, you're a loyal, hard-working German Shepherd. Dedicated and always low-maintenance, people flock to you — they know they can count on you to get any job done, and done well. That focus and attention to detail spans from your personal to your professional life, too. Although you can be a bit of a perfectionist when it comes to the projects you tackle, you still manage to keep cool and laid-back in social situations. You get a kick out of the little things and thrive when you're constantly busy and on-the-go. Easygoing and unpretentious, you don't need constant pampering and reassurance. A genuine, carefree pup, you're a true-blue friend, employee, and partner. Woof! In the world there are 8% german shepherds.

I'd have to agree to some extent.. this is the perception I'd like for others to view me as. Only the closest friends and my family that I trust know otherwise and only know on rare occassions I reveal my true self.

Ugh, Monday.. Someone please kill me.

Lizette, I can only be bored at work at work, unless something important comes up I'd like to share with ya'll. And if something does I'll no doubt tell you on Monday.. :) More people should be obsessed with Inside Her Mind blogger.

No work getting done today. I wanna go home.

Bob's birthday was mellow. Got home, pounced him (aka gave him his b-day present), then we ordered pizza and wings from a local pizzaria. Saw Survivor and Friends, none of which were real exciting.

Ugh, I can't begin to tell you how tired I am. I've been staying up late these past few weeks and it's beginning to take a toll on my body. It hit me pretty hard this morning.. I could barely drive into work. I woke up sometime last night and stayed up for a while.. I think the initial reason being that it was pretty hot in the bedroom. So I get up and crack a window.. I take a double-take at Blade because in his little doggy bed he's sleeping with all four feet up in the air. Bizarre. I pat him to make sure he's still alive and he was. I go pee and climb back into bed and scratch myself for about 10 minutes. I try and snuggle up to Bob - usually I can fall asleep right away if I'm touching him - but he's scrunched up at the very edge of the bed in the fetal position.. I didn't want to scoot up next to him because then he'd have no where else to go but off the bed if he moved. So I stayed up for a while until I drifted back to sleep. Then, after the first alarm went off and I layed there in bed awake and I couldn't go back to sleep. My stomach is just a bundle of stress and nerves.. I don't know what from. I get to work and walk into my cube and it felt like my stomach imploded so maybe it's work stressing me out on an unconscious level. Oh well. Visiting a friend tomorrow in Sac so maybe I can chill out there.

I took this quiz to find out what kind of robot I am.

I'm the kid that sees dead people..




What kind of robot are you?

*Everyone* is sick around me. One of my coworkers who I eat lunch with was coughing on me the past few days we went out. 2 friends from the barn are sick also. Lizette in San Diego is sick too and I've been chatting with her on AOL - can you catch colds that way?? :) It's this sore throat/phlegmy thing that lasts about 2 weeks which you have to have run its course.. no shortcuts with this virus. Right now I'm really tired.. lack of sleep.. and my throats a little scratchy too. I hope it's from allergies. I'm gonna try and manage to drive home and catch a few z's.

Tonight is Survivor *squeal!* Tonight is Friends.. oh the dilemma. Thank goodness for Tivo. Happy birthday Bobby!!

Ok I take it back that all the things in my life are settling into place. My mind is kind of messed up right now. I've grown up my whole life thinking I was a Snake, but I find out that I'm definitely a dragon. A fire dragon at that. That explains a lot of things.

Finishing Places for the 25 milers:
45 Starters / 38 Finishers / 7 pulls


Allison Williams
Wendell Williams
Bob Eaton
Shayne McDonald
Steve Shaw
Jan Kearny
Elaine Tolari
Pamela Loftus
Gary Belser
Roy Cronnelly
Elizabeth Campana
Doreen Jimenez
Teena Padilla
Tiffany Comfort
Celeste Comfort
Rita Mason
Sarah Eaton
Jane Woolley
Betty Stewart
Patricia Jackson
Janet Berkey
Susan Dockter
Jack Weaver
William Coburn
Bob <---------woohoo!
Julienne <------------woohoo! (why was Bob listed before me?? maybe I should've raced him)
Kathy Copeland
Kristi Migliazzo
Deanna Johnson
Eva Beck-Erismann
Johanna Constance
Ellen Bridges
Emily Ebbett
Barbara Sanches
Barbara White
Julie Suhr
Bob Suhr

Come back and join us next year, October 5, 2002, for
The Del Valle Vulture Venture 100/60/25!!!

Jane Cloud
Ride Manager

If I did this, watch out Ken-dolls.. You're in for a good spankin'!

I ran out of my allergy medication early this week. I've discovered that my body REALLY depends on this one little pill a day! Last night hanging around home I felt horrible, my sinuses felt raw and I had the nasal drippage going on big time.. So I popped a pseudoephredrine and felt better.. didn't even feel drowsy as I hung out. But during sleeptime the medication wore off.. I woke up several times feeling ITCHY ALL OVER!! My butt, my crotch, my chest, my back, my legs, my stomach. My skin is normally really sensitive also.. one little scratch leaves a huge red welt. I must've spent a good hour of sleeptime scratching myself (aka mutilating myself). When I woke up I looked like I had gotten into a horrible fight with several angry cats.

I also had a nightmare last night. I was at my old home in Palos Verdes.. the big mansion. I was scrambling to run out of the house and finally did so by breaking through a window in the guests quarters. Someone was after me and I remember just running as fast as I could to get away from them and finally they stopped pursuing me.. but I was so frightened that I kept running. That house is a recurring source of nightmares for me and my sister. It's just filled with bad memories of what happened with our family. Each family that has lived there has run into some horrible luck.. my mom told me the Feng Shui of that house is very bad.. lots of sharp angles and the house doesn't point in a good direction. Last I heard the house was being torn down and rebuilt.

My ridestory. Read it, ASAP! :)

I've been really content lately with the happenings in my life. Everything is just falling into place it seems. Bob just got an interview with this company in Switzerland which sounds just AWESOME. He would be able to work at home, get more pay, but he'd have to pay for his own benefits. On that note, I'm going to buy more CDs. Here's what I'm buying:
1 CD $ 15.49 VA-Pure Moods: Vol. 3-Pure Moods

1 CD $ 14.49 Lee Ann Womack: I Hope You Dance

I have a wierd taste in a variety of music.

I'm back! We completed our first 25 miler at the Del Valle Vulture Venture I in tip top shape. Isabella's doin' great and me, not so great.. still very sore from posting with stirrups that were too long :( Ah well, still happy. Ridestory to come soon..

Work is FREEZING today. There was a power outage last Thursday and that screwed up the environmental systems so the air conditioner is on full blast. My fingers are icicles..

Topic: Dark Angel

I love this show. Max (Jessica Alba) is such a cutie and her opposite on the show, Logan, is a hottie as well. He was much cuter last season but this season's premiere he's let himself go, leaving himself unshaven and kind of haggard looking. Thank goodness they introduced Alec (Jensen Ackles). He's my new TV boyfriend.. *drool* Oh he's such a BABE! *squeal!* He's such a girly boy, but that's ok.

Anyone notice the new pic on my main page? It turned out kind of grainy.. but that's okay, gives it a realistic feel to it. It's a tat I got with Miho when I was 18.. she had a cool little diddly thing on her ankle but decided to get hers removed. Mine's in a spot where it's covered up most of the time.. it's supposed to be a whale coming out of the waves. What it represents to me.. whales to me equal serenity and peacefulness.. water and the ocean are ones of my greatest fears. My most terrifying nightmares center around the turbulent ocean.. fear of the unknown perhaps? This incorporates the two and is my own personal version of yin/yang. Any guesses as to where it's located? :)

I have this huge mosquito bite on my left bicep. To remedy this, I decided to put some extra Strength Tiger's Balm on it at work.. Tiger's Balm cures everything right? I watched as my bite visibly doubled in size before my eyes.. Not a smart gal today.

Just got done watching 'Dexter's Lab'.. it was the episode where he was an exchange student to Japan and unleashes the giant razor monster.. all the super-heroes were in it (they got crushed when Grog tossed the monster up in the air and landed on them) Tres magnifique!

'Samuari Jack' is another really good cartoon made by the same creator of 'Dexter's Lab'. Jack looks like my brother, Mark.

Driving home I saw a minivan with the bumper sticker, "Save a mouse, eat a pussy". Bizarre.

Had a pretty fun, full weekend. Yesterday I dyed my hair dark red.. I was getting real sick of the light brown highlights in my hair. With so much sun exposure they were turning kind of yellowish.. not attractive. Now in the sunlight it has this burgundy hue to it.. kind of neat.

My bro sent me this site which is kind of interesting..