It's funny how the most humorous people are the saddest.
It's funny how the most arrogant people are the most insecure.
It's funny how the people who boast their independence are the clingiest.
It's funny how the most judgmental people are the most scared of being judged.
It's funny how the people who always surround themselves with "friends" are the loneliest.
It's funny how when I say funny, I really mean sad!
- Don't lie, you laughed hard and had that "MWAHAHAHA" feeling when you saw Miss U.S.A. fall on her ass at the Miss Universe Pageant. I wasn't watching, but I thouroughly enjoyed watching the clip over and over again. In case you don't know, I have strong feelings against these things, because I do believe that they objectify women. Not to mention that Trump is in charge, and he is another one of the devil incarnates!
- Scalia's daughter pled guilty for DUI. Seriously, life is good. I cannot stand Scalia, or his opinions. If you know anything about Scalia, you'd know exactly why it would give me great joy to see headlines about his daughter being guilty of DUI. Just pure joy!
- I know if any of you are like me, you would love to see Camron Diaz and Jessica Biel actually red-carpet wrestling. And over whom? Justin Timberlake? Are you kidding me? I still remember when he had the beginning of a white man's afro, and no facial hair whatsoever. Well, he still does. I remember when his moves resembled those of a 15 year old pom pommer. Fight over him? Puhleeze!
- The beaches are open. Beach volleyball is on starting this week. Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
- Promise people you'll water their plants when the forecast shows RAIN. Then say, hey, I stopped by and watered the plants. Hopefully, they don't know it rained.
- I should appreciate my cat more. She doesn't hiss. She doesn't bite. She doesn't even use her claws against anyone. When I give her a treat, she eats it, instead of hissing at me.
- Babysitting is the best birth control.
- Teach some people how to flirt.
- I miss J and B. They were awesome going out mates. The best, hands down. No one cramping no one's style. No one getting in moods and ruining the night. No one driving anyone away. No one choosing boys over girlfriends. And more importantly they weren't sluts and didn't even act like it. I really miss that.
- I miss playing music. I miss French classes. I miss running.
- Back to soccer next weekend. Thankfully!
This week was beyond NUTS! In the past week:
- I played 4 soccer games. You know what that means, a lot of muscle cramps.
- I worked too many hours and got lectured about working too much and trying not to burn out. You see, I don't like that, because I think I know when I am stressed out, and lecturing never worked on me, not even when I was 5. But at least I could give my mom attitude about it. Grrr.
- I realized that I still like my job, and in fact, I am loving it. I'm hoping things stay this way for a while.
- Finally, the condo. GRRR. Those people pulled me up and down and all around. My agent seemed to be practically working for them and not me. I stuck my ground and asked for my earnest money and indicated that I will be looking at listings next week to find another place. Within 10 minutes I got a call that they accepted my last offer. See? Was that too hard? I guess they thought: girl, buying her first home, alone. She must be naiive, let's try to fuck her over. Right! Don't get me wrong, the place is so worth it. So, next week we have inspection and attorney review period, then if everything goes smoothly, we'll close sometime in June, preferably closer to the end. Then I plan to move sometime in August. But there was a LO-OT of craziness with these people this week and about 30 calls and 5 faxes. I was tired and ready to just say "fuck it all, I'll keep on renting!"
I really hate not having time to blog, but after work, all I want to do is watch TV. I have some addictions that I can't control, like catching the Real World Denver. I love that show. Always have and always will. I think it makes me feel a little better about myself. But I think these people keep on getting sluttier and sluttier. Whatever, I love trashy TV. You watch people sing and dance, and I watch people get drunk and ass.
This was another wonderful weekend.
The weather was perfect. While that was nice for me to wander around and enjoy it, it meant a whole lot of people driving into the city from the suburbs. I don't have anything against the suburbs and its people. OK, I HATE THEM. But why do they feel the need to drive into the city? You made the choice to move to the suburbs, so leave the city to its inhabitants. But, OK, fine, you want to come to the city and hang out on the beaches and shop and take pictures of city buildings, because you are bored with your boring ass houses and yards and 2 and a half kids. That's fine, come here and hang out, but why must you drive in and create all that traffic EVERYWHERE. There's a great public transportation system with trains and buses and you can drive halfway and take public transportation the rest of the way so everyone isn't sitting in traffic for an hour and getting nowhere.
Good weather meant a perfect time playing soccer. And the really hot ref that I have seen a few times in previous soccer seasons was there. Playing defense means playing closer to the refs, and he remembered me. I can't wait to go to my soccer game next week. MEOW!
A new hair do for the new season. I love it. I got it highlighted, and it turned out lighter than I had in mind, but I love it. Very summery and bright and lovely. I'm telling you, I'm rocking the bob. I never thought I'd have a bob cut again, but I am really loving it.
I got a little photography gig. Sure, it's for my cousin's baby shower. Sure, it's free. But hey, it's practice and more pictures to put up.
I haven't been much of a fan of the NBA for a while. College basketball is so much better! But I still follow the Bulls' performance from time to time. This year, they made it to the playoffs, and today they beat the Miami Heat and made it to the second round of the playoffs. I mean, they swept the Heat. I love seeing Shaq lose. LOVE IT!
Finally, to the most exciting part of the weekend. I took my parents to one of the condos I saw on Wednesday, and I put in an offer. Now, I just have to wait for the owners to come back with a counter offer. I really hope this place works out. It's a ton of space, and a great location, and a block away from my favorite sushi place. Can't go wrong with that!
UPDATE: Here's a link to a video of the dancing. None of the ones I found have the faces clear. It's really a shame, because without seeing the facial expression a huge part of the humor in this is lost. But you can still get the point. Enjoy!
- If you want to feel better about yourself and your dancing abilities and just about life in general, make sure you watch the news clip from either today or yesterday showing Dubya dancing with some African people. The facial expressions are priceless, the dancing is beyond hilarious, and the only thing that comes to mind when I watched the clip is the last time I went to the zoo and saw a chimp entertain a bunch of onlookers. Please, go see the clip. I'll post it here if I find it on YouTube or CNN. I laugh just thinking about it.
- The theme song to Growing Pains is stuck in my head. Throughout the day I have been singing it over and over AND OVER. "As long as we've got each other..." AHHHHHHHHHHH!
- This girl I know, maybe from work, maybe not from work, she keeps on asking the girls sitting next to her how to spell stuff. "How do you spell 'atmosphere'?" "How do you spell 'gentle'?" Are you freaking kidding me? Not only is it sad that someone in their mid 20s, supposedly educated at least through high school level cannot spell these words, but the fact that she is even asking is sad. OK, if you're sitting in front of a computer that is connected to the Internet, do yourself and all of us a favor and LOOK IT UP! Sheesh!
- Last night, while looking at one condo, the real estate agent showing it said that I can freely look around because the current owners weren't at home, but to mind the dog if I were afraid of dogs, which I'm not anymore. I patted the dog, and he was so cute and friendly. I jokingly asked the real estate agent if the dog came with the condo. She gave me this bewildered look and sincerely and in all seriousness told me that in fact "no, the dog will go with the current owners." Holy Jesus, how do some people walk around without constantly falling down or running into walls?
- Went out, got drunk, left a few drunken comments and IMs, and it was grrrrrrrrrreat! I am still drunk. Damn it. Someone I know, I was with, we get along well, too bad he's married. That's way taboo. Not a skank. Not a homewrecker. Another guy was flirting with me at the bar, passed me his number, later his girlfriend showed up and started kissing him. He looked at me and right when he looked, I tore up the paper that he gave me with him number. I ain't no homewrecker ass wipe! Puhleeze! I may be drunk, but my morals stay intact. Beat it!
- Hang over food of choice: cold thai and chinese. Bleh!
- Will add more as the day goes by...
- Won't add more. This is the end! Later biatches! Beer is bad. Remember that! Never go out with me, I'll buy at least one round of jager bombs. Damn bitch. Me, that is :)
- Corn pops - the cute neighbor promised he would get me some. He forgot. Bastard!
- A functioning unclogged nostril. Just one would suffice. My lips are too dry, and I hate breathing through my mouth. Playing soccer tomorrow night is going to suck.
- The ability to tap dance. Hey, it's my wish list, I can put this here if I so want.
- A smooth condo search that won't waste too much of my time. But my realtor already indicated that with all my "requirements" things will be crazy. I've already expanded my price range to stay in a nicer area instead of moving the search to a less desired area a little farther away from my work. Screw it, if I'm spending the money, I'll spend a little more and stay where I'm happiest!
- Actually, falling asleep would be really awesome right now too! But corn pops would be grand too!
No, this isn't a cop out, I will eventually tell a little story about each place I visited, but before I forget, here are two lists to summarize my thoughts about my trip relating to things I missed or didn't miss from the US.
Things I did not miss while in Europe:
- SUVs
- Bad drivers
- Masked discrimination
- People who are fakely nice
- Big modern buildings all over
- Materialism in every aspect of life
- Too many extremely obese people
- People like Paris Hilton making headlines
- Not feeling safe walking alone in the night time
- Public transportation that doesn't cover the entire city
- The average person having no knowledge of the world
- The average person not caring to know about the rest of the world
- The general lack of beautiful historic buildings and a rich history in general
Thing I did miss while in Europe:
- My cat
- My Internet
- Cheap diet coke
- Big cups of coffee
- Friends and family
- People respecting lines
- People being fakely nice
- Free water at restaurants
- My apartment, especially my bed
- Sushi in particular, and ethnic food restaurants in general
- Being able to use a credit card to pay for a $2 purchase without feeling guilty
- Bruges was great. I climbed 366 steps to get to the top of its Bell Tower, took a look around of the panoramic view of the town, took a few pictures and climbed back down stairs. I can't believe I paid 5 euros to do that. Next time, I'm going to ask them to pay me money to walk up there and smell the way I smelled at the end of the day!
- OK, I won't be eating mussels for a while. In the two days I was in Belgium, I think I ate my weight in mussels, and it was worth it, but it will be a while before I eat more again. And anyway, after eating mussels in Belgium, I don't think it will be even worth it to eat them anywhere else.
- Between Dutch and French, the latter sounds so much better, and it helps when I understand so much more French than Dutch. I did learn how to say "Do you speak English?" in Dutch though, but I haven't used it yet, because it's much easier to ask people that in English. Hey, Dutch speaking people understand more English than the French, and they're less snooty about it. I don't know, maybe they're people of less pride. Whatever works for me :)
- Speaking of which, I have to apologize to the Dutch people, because I do have to say: the Dutch language is not pretty... no, no, Dutch is an ugly language! Ich bleech fluech... Sounds just as bad as German, but I can actually tell the difference. For example, that made up sentence would be: "fliech bliech icht" in German. I kid, I kid!
- I made myself go to the Ann Frank museum, because "everyone who goes to Amsterdam, must go there." I couldn't make myself go in. I'm sorry, but I don't care much for that story. There are a lot of sad stories like that, and I can't favor one over the others. I know this will be a controversial statement, but I think kids who actually died from being executed by the Nazis are more worthy of my sympathy. After all, she died from an illness. I also have problems with all the Holocaust stories being about Jewish people. I have no problems with Jewish people, but there are many other millions and millions of people who being executed and they weren't Jewish, I'm sure their stories were just as sad, but who wants to hear about little Christian kids who were killed by the Nazis? That doesn't sell! Yes, it doesn't sell, as evidenced by the fact that the Ann Frank museum is the only one that won't accept my museum pass. Screw that!
I warn you before you make any statements where I come from, and remember how many Arabic children die or have died by Israeli bullets. Oh wait, you may not know, because the media doesn't shove it down your throat.
- By the way, I'm watching some TV in my hotel room in Amsterdam, and there are a ton of shows and ads in English, and they don't bleep the N-word. Holy crap! My jaw nearly dropped the first time I heard that.
- It is so nice to hear church bells everywhere. I miss that. I'm not religious, but church bells in the US don't chime as much anymore. So unfortunate and sad. Apparently they offend some people from other religions. So basically, if their religion houses don't have bells to chime, no one else's can. Boooo!
- One of the guide books was very right: "sometimes looking at some guys may be considered flirting. This is especially true with Mediterranean men."
- Some cab driver asked me where I was from and when I told him "Chicago" he asked me what it was like living in the danger capital of the world. Not in those exact words, but he basically asked me how I have survived this long without being shot. I tried to convince him that not all Chicago is dangerous and that maybe he shouldn't form an opinion until he had a chance to visit. He didn't seem very convinced, but maybe Chicago is very dangerous, like where I live, I can be attacked by a bunch of yuppies and the most dangerous tool they know how to use: tweezers!
Enough of blogging. I'm on vacation damn it!
1- The idea of working abroad is still lingering in my head. Not completely out of the question. Just set aside for now to see how the current gig works out.
2- It is beyond me why my brother would think that I have my mom's SSN memorized. I can barely remember my own.
3- Seriously, why is it still snowing here. I get it. It's winter, it can snow, but I think the joke stopped being funny a long time ago.
4- I am not addicted to TV. Just because I saw one episode of the Real World last week, and today I am planning my day around the new episode, does not make me an addict. I have to admit though, that the Real World was the first true *Reality TV* and I have to admit, that it is the only one I watch and have never stopped liking it. I just stopped having time to watch it, but true loves can be reignited in a second.
5- Speaking of long ago past DEAD loves. It's the asshole's birthday today. Too bad I have a friend now that I like whose birthday is today, but I told her that it hurts me SO MUCH that her birthday is the same day as the asshole's.
6- I caught myself wishing ill on someone today. So not like me. But they so brought it onto themselves. I am usually OK with people being assholes to me, and I usually deal with it by just moving on and basically forgetting about them. But when someone purposely goes out of their way to annoy me, and on top of that threaten me, it really pisses me off, and I become mean, in my thoughts anyway. This is the only time I wish vodoo was for real.
7- Two-faced people are no friends of mine. And yes, if I really have a legitimate reason to dislike someone, and one of my *friends* knows about this and still likes the other person, they are either two-faced or they are not really my friend. Sorry, that's just how I roll!
8- How do I already have a full laundry basket is beyond me. I went 7 weeks without laundry, and granted, that was a bit much, I still managed to have clean underwear until the last day. I guess staying in and not leaving the apartment for 10 days in a row does help with limiting the amount of clothes I have to change. Fine, I'll do laundry again this weekend.
9- I have time to read. I cannot remember the last time I had time to read. I cannot remember the last time I read for pleasure. I cannot remember the last time I picked up a book to read for fun and didn't feel guilty for not reading a textbook instead. I love this.
10- I ran out of thoughts. I cannot believe that I only have 9 noteworthy thoughts in my head right now. I guess that's a good thing. Is it? Where have all the thoughts gone? Damn!
Every year for Thanksgiving we have family over our house and do the whole stuffing our faces thing. It's always fun. I help my parents run around and get everything together before people get over, and we always end up with food that could feed an army. But hey, I'm not going to complain. I always took a lot of leftovers with me back to college and now back to my place. I love leftovers. I'm all about leftovers. But after that whole "I can't believe I ate that much" feeling subsides, I always think about how in the rush of things I forgot to think about all the things for which I'm thankful. I always promise to take a moment the following year and be thankful to get that fulfilling feeling of joy and maybe eat less. That's a huge maybe.
But here are a few other things I'm thankful for:
1) Post-it notes - I can't live without them, they're on my mirror, all around my computer and all over my desks at home and work - they complete me
2) The weather channel - it's amazing, they tell you what the weather is going to be like and you can get ready accordingly, they're mostly off, but eh, it's cool - Local on the 8s
3) Direct deposit - imagine how much time you save when you don't have to go and deposit your check in the bank, and it's cool when you check your account and there's that much more in it - yes, I'm easily amused
4) Twist-it eye liner - forget those eyeliner sharpeners, they never work that well anyway, the eyeliner loses sharpness after one use, and the soft black center gets stuck on the blade of the sharpener - twist it and go on
5) Gift registries - long are gone the days of filling your house with other people's taste, and seriously, I don't like thinking about what to get people, so everyone should do it, except that one chick for whose bridal shower registered for underwear, jeans, and lipstick (I'm not joking!)
6) The snooze button - if you know me, you know I am a snoozer, I once snoozed for three hours, I'm addicted - the snooze button also completes me!
7) Twinkies - they're the ultimate American snack, they define us, and they last forever, you can leave then on the shelf for ages, and still be able to eat them, they will survive a nuclear holocaust - mmmm, artificial spongy god-knows what's in them suppository-shaped "pastry"
8) Cheesy 80s movies - seriously, they're the ultimate girls get togethers entertainments, and I don't know about you, but most of my friends remember when those movies came out, and when you watch them you have hours and hours of amusement - not a dull moment wit 80s movies, back in the 80s, now, or when we're in our 80s
9) Jack Daniels - all those times I had to go to football games and it was really cold and no coat or sweatshirt could keep me warm, Jack did, and even when I put it in my half bottle of diet coke and snuck it into Wrigley then chugged it when my friends convinced me that the security people were going to take it from me if I didn't finish it before the 4th inning, it made me happy, REALLY HAPPY - Jack also completes me...
10) Blogs - if it weren't for blogs, what would I do with all the extra time I saved because of direct deposit - thank you blogs!
