A smile is a sign of happiness. A hug is a sign of affection. A laugh is a sign of joy. A kiss is a sign of love. And a friend like me? Hell, that's just a sign of great taste! ;)
What can I say? I deserve to be over confident sometimes. I've had a rough weekend...
Besides, if you don't agree with my being a kick ass friend, I may just have to cold cock punch you in the face too!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
My fears continued....
I'm not obese, but I'm definitely getting a little chunky. My parents are noticing it. My friends barely know me so they think what they see really isn’t a big deal and they don’t know what fat to me means. I wouldn't even care so much if I could fit into my pants somewhat, but my wardrobe options have diminished greatly due to my physique. Therefore it is crucial that I address this problem before I go from "the chick that's gained some weight" to an actual official "fat chick." I guess the first step to solving any problem like this is to find out the cause of the problem. Lets see...
1.) I love food and I'm hungry all the time
2.) My metabolism is crappy now due to a whole year and a half of abusing my body (also working at a boring desk job isn't helping it much either)
3.) Cooking is relaxing and fulfilling
4.) I'm not physically active anymore.
Those are the surface causes in which each of those must have an underlying reason:
1.) Food is good and if my stomach is empty, my brain is likely to get the "I'm hungry" signal
2.) I was retarded and fell easily into influence
3.) I'm stressed and don't have many other activities and I like cooking
4.) Get some kind of exercise machine?
So how am I going to solve these problems?
1.) I really can't do much about not eating food, I’ll die.
2.) Maybe stop drinking?
3.) Eat just veggies and fruits and don’t cook meat stuff?
4.) Order new big tv and a stair stepper
So that is my plan thus far. I know I said I will get a gym membership like 3 weeks ago but I think getting a cool tv and a workout machine of some sort will definitely work. Yeah, because watching Anime on a big LCD tv and exercise at the same time is a great idea for someone like me who has ADHD. Uh...right, lets see how that goes…..
1.) I love food and I'm hungry all the time
2.) My metabolism is crappy now due to a whole year and a half of abusing my body (also working at a boring desk job isn't helping it much either)
3.) Cooking is relaxing and fulfilling
4.) I'm not physically active anymore.
Those are the surface causes in which each of those must have an underlying reason:
1.) Food is good and if my stomach is empty, my brain is likely to get the "I'm hungry" signal
2.) I was retarded and fell easily into influence
3.) I'm stressed and don't have many other activities and I like cooking
4.) Get some kind of exercise machine?
So how am I going to solve these problems?
1.) I really can't do much about not eating food, I’ll die.
2.) Maybe stop drinking?
3.) Eat just veggies and fruits and don’t cook meat stuff?
4.) Order new big tv and a stair stepper
So that is my plan thus far. I know I said I will get a gym membership like 3 weeks ago but I think getting a cool tv and a workout machine of some sort will definitely work. Yeah, because watching Anime on a big LCD tv and exercise at the same time is a great idea for someone like me who has ADHD. Uh...right, lets see how that goes…..
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The things I've come to fear the most
are starting to flash before my eyes. What do I fear? Being broke! Becoming an old, fat chick. Superficial, yes I know I'll stay that way possibly. Of course there are other major things I fear but we won't get into that right now.
Lets first discuss the first part. This occurred to me when I was driving home from work today. Here I am jamming to my cool new cd that I stole out of my brother's car, so anyway driving in semi-traffic amongst other people trying to make it home, my windows are rolled down partially because I had a smoke earlier (I do that often now, blah) I look around me at the more professionally dressed individuals in their vehicles. Then I see this older couple walking on the sidewalk arms around each other. (I probably wouldn't have had such a good view of the pair had I been paying more attention to the roadway ahead of me instead of go up the curb toward them) yes, that's adorable and all those gushy feelings start to take over, but the first thought that came to my head was, "Oh fuck! I am gonna hit these geezers!" and also the thought of, "What music will I listen to when I get that age?!" Surely a song that crones "We're gonna stay 18 forever" or something that rocks the title "21 and invincible" won't suffice.
I love this young and reckless feeling, this feeling where a lack of direction is equivalent to the hopeful future-to-come. I have always been ready to settle down and here I am, settled. Just because things are so much more predictable and I'm just that much of a risk-taker. Not that settling is a bad thing. I honestly love my life and how it turned out so far but this lifestyle can only last so long. If I actually want to grow up and stop the whole 'Daddy to the Rescue' shit, that means I'd have to start saving, stop waiting on a trust fund, start climbing the metaphorical ladder, and actually start being responsible. I don't want to grow up. I don't want to face real life. I don't want to face adult life. I don't want to face financial situations. I don't want to learn what an IRA is. That's more like a nightmare than an actual fear, I suppose. Blah!
We can talk about the more obvious part tomorrow. The fat part.
Lets first discuss the first part. This occurred to me when I was driving home from work today. Here I am jamming to my cool new cd that I stole out of my brother's car, so anyway driving in semi-traffic amongst other people trying to make it home, my windows are rolled down partially because I had a smoke earlier (I do that often now, blah) I look around me at the more professionally dressed individuals in their vehicles. Then I see this older couple walking on the sidewalk arms around each other. (I probably wouldn't have had such a good view of the pair had I been paying more attention to the roadway ahead of me instead of go up the curb toward them) yes, that's adorable and all those gushy feelings start to take over, but the first thought that came to my head was, "Oh fuck! I am gonna hit these geezers!" and also the thought of, "What music will I listen to when I get that age?!" Surely a song that crones "We're gonna stay 18 forever" or something that rocks the title "21 and invincible" won't suffice.
I love this young and reckless feeling, this feeling where a lack of direction is equivalent to the hopeful future-to-come. I have always been ready to settle down and here I am, settled. Just because things are so much more predictable and I'm just that much of a risk-taker. Not that settling is a bad thing. I honestly love my life and how it turned out so far but this lifestyle can only last so long. If I actually want to grow up and stop the whole 'Daddy to the Rescue' shit, that means I'd have to start saving, stop waiting on a trust fund, start climbing the metaphorical ladder, and actually start being responsible. I don't want to grow up. I don't want to face real life. I don't want to face adult life. I don't want to face financial situations. I don't want to learn what an IRA is. That's more like a nightmare than an actual fear, I suppose. Blah!
We can talk about the more obvious part tomorrow. The fat part.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Tea obsession
If you knew me well, you'd know that when it comes to food, I'm lazy, calorie-obsessed (sometimes), meat-loving, cheap-eats-seeking, mildly hypoglycemic, stress-eating, libation-pouring, and flavor-curious, but willing to splurge once in awhile. And you'd probably also know that I drink coffee.
Well recently, I've taken a liking to tea.
I've started tracking my calories since my self-esteem is inversely proportionate to my mass, therefore I will have a fitday link up soon. Tea satisfies my need for something warm and filling, and my need for something different and bland, also it makes me feel British. Stop laughing!
Now, with my diet plan in place, I will not let myself consume that preposterous amount of calories for something that doesn't even contain alcohol! I drink tea without anything added. I should try a little rum, just for flavor curiosity.
Months ago, my brother invested in an Aeropress Coffee Maker. The mechanism is marvelous, but the coffee I made was gross. It astounded me since all the reviewers raved about it. Therefore, I've merely cast the machine aside and went on with my tea drinking ways.
Today, I started contemplating my tea dilemma. See, my boss assumes I like the tea he has been purchasing for me lately. I guess you can't say he assumed when I am the one that told him I really liked it. I am such a bad liar but he is such a sweet man. I tried to pawn it off on my friend…sorry, Amy… but it backfired, my boss ended up getting me another tin of the TFH(Tea From Hell). Not only do I feel compelled to drink it but it's also making me sick.
I would love to have a new tea tumbler. The one I want is a Nissan something or other, no idea if that is even spelled correctly, sounds like a car to me… However, it is completely awesome! It comes with a tea basket! Those things cost so much though. But I say screw my budget! (it's already been deflowered since its January re-virginization by my brand new turbo, misc car parts and my sushi habit) I will probably give in and purchase one from Amazon. It has high ratings. I don't know what my obsession is with making single servings of beverages with nifty contraptions. I'm such a tea n00b.
Well recently, I've taken a liking to tea.
I've started tracking my calories since my self-esteem is inversely proportionate to my mass, therefore I will have a fitday link up soon. Tea satisfies my need for something warm and filling, and my need for something different and bland, also it makes me feel British. Stop laughing!
Now, with my diet plan in place, I will not let myself consume that preposterous amount of calories for something that doesn't even contain alcohol! I drink tea without anything added. I should try a little rum, just for flavor curiosity.
Months ago, my brother invested in an Aeropress Coffee Maker. The mechanism is marvelous, but the coffee I made was gross. It astounded me since all the reviewers raved about it. Therefore, I've merely cast the machine aside and went on with my tea drinking ways.
Today, I started contemplating my tea dilemma. See, my boss assumes I like the tea he has been purchasing for me lately. I guess you can't say he assumed when I am the one that told him I really liked it. I am such a bad liar but he is such a sweet man. I tried to pawn it off on my friend…sorry, Amy… but it backfired, my boss ended up getting me another tin of the TFH(Tea From Hell). Not only do I feel compelled to drink it but it's also making me sick.
I would love to have a new tea tumbler. The one I want is a Nissan something or other, no idea if that is even spelled correctly, sounds like a car to me… However, it is completely awesome! It comes with a tea basket! Those things cost so much though. But I say screw my budget! (it's already been deflowered since its January re-virginization by my brand new turbo, misc car parts and my sushi habit) I will probably give in and purchase one from Amazon. It has high ratings. I don't know what my obsession is with making single servings of beverages with nifty contraptions. I'm such a tea n00b.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Boredomness and stream of conciousness...
I have no motivation.
My job gives me depression.
Why am I working there? And for what?
MuthaFuccas
My tummy feels weird.
I ate too much.
I need a renewed sense of purpose.
I wish my god parents weren't selfish.
I want to destroy something.
Bang! Bang!
I need alcohol...
I wish I were drunk in Vegas right now.
I like not wearing makeup but I feel ugly without it.
I am insecure sometimes but you'd never know it.
Laughing Cow is awesome!
I wish I were drag racing every weekend. Stupid off season.
I hate this weather!
Some people irritate me.
BAD!
I like to smile and pretend I know what is going on.
I can't wait till the weekend. More sleep time.
Work is a bore.
My friends are awesome.
I only really have about 5 good ones. That to me is still too many.
What is it about "Sex and the City" that makes you want a Martini and a cigarette?
I want to dance.
I discovered that you can cry in the rain because no one will ever know.
Whoever says you can dance in the rain had better traction on their shoes.
I am going to bed now.
My job gives me depression.
Why am I working there? And for what?
MuthaFuccas
My tummy feels weird.
I ate too much.
I need a renewed sense of purpose.
I wish my god parents weren't selfish.
I want to destroy something.
Bang! Bang!
I need alcohol...
I wish I were drunk in Vegas right now.
I like not wearing makeup but I feel ugly without it.
I am insecure sometimes but you'd never know it.
Laughing Cow is awesome!
I wish I were drag racing every weekend. Stupid off season.
I hate this weather!
Some people irritate me.
BAD!
I like to smile and pretend I know what is going on.
I can't wait till the weekend. More sleep time.
Work is a bore.
My friends are awesome.
I only really have about 5 good ones. That to me is still too many.
What is it about "Sex and the City" that makes you want a Martini and a cigarette?
I want to dance.
I discovered that you can cry in the rain because no one will ever know.
Whoever says you can dance in the rain had better traction on their shoes.
I am going to bed now.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Just pissy thoughts
The economy scares the crap out of me. I love spending money on nice things and now I can't anymore because everything is so expensive. I did some math and I spend about 4% of my net income on gasoline. How lame. I need to move closer to work...wherever that may be in the near future.. I keep thinking I want to quit this job... Ick!
I have been trying for the longest... wait, let me take that back... what I meant to say was I have been saying for the longest time now that I want to get toned. Mostly because IFO is coming up in April, I have a shoot in March and I have been neglecting my body. People think I look fine but only I see myself naked to know my own flaws. I don't take good pictures anymore. But I think I still look kinda normal in real life. I blame the cold weather for the evil carb cravings I have. Amy and I agreed the winter is what is killing us and causing us to have snack attacks for warmth. I wish this American-owned company I work for would turn on the heat for once so I wouldn't have to snack and such to stay warm at my desk. I can possibly claim worker's comp for Hypothermia... Then again, I think RS wants us to freeze to death so that we are unable to fill out paperwork to claim worker's compensation. Ugh.. I am just pissy this week.
I have been trying for the longest... wait, let me take that back... what I meant to say was I have been saying for the longest time now that I want to get toned. Mostly because IFO is coming up in April, I have a shoot in March and I have been neglecting my body. People think I look fine but only I see myself naked to know my own flaws. I don't take good pictures anymore. But I think I still look kinda normal in real life. I blame the cold weather for the evil carb cravings I have. Amy and I agreed the winter is what is killing us and causing us to have snack attacks for warmth. I wish this American-owned company I work for would turn on the heat for once so I wouldn't have to snack and such to stay warm at my desk. I can possibly claim worker's comp for Hypothermia... Then again, I think RS wants us to freeze to death so that we are unable to fill out paperwork to claim worker's compensation. Ugh.. I am just pissy this week.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Burger vs. Sandwich
A burger is a sandwich. A sandwich may not be a burger. In essence, burgers are a subset of sandwiches. A burger requires a PATTY, be it beef, turkey or veggie mush. But it is still a sandwich. Ideally the ingredients are ground together and held together by its own consistency. Therefore, breaded and fried patties are not really burgers, i.e. chicken and fish sandwiches.
Ok the reason for my ramblings of burgers and sandwiches, I would just like to take back what I said about hating them because I had nasty pink smothered pork chops today for lunch and wished I had a burger/sandwich instead.
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Ok the reason for my ramblings of burgers and sandwiches, I would just like to take back what I said about hating them because I had nasty pink smothered pork chops today for lunch and wished I had a burger/sandwich instead.
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Sunday, February 7, 2010
Superbowl tonight...Work tomorrow... Random Blahs
The Superbowl is tonight. I may not even watch it. I feel sick. I drink too much now. Since I've been on that Mailbu and Coke trip, I've been drinking nothing but Rum and Coke everyday since my friends and I had lunch at Boomerjack's a couple weeks ago. I even made hubby take me to the liquor store Friday night so I can buy a big bottle of Bacardi Rum. So far, I have at LEAST three glasses a day. I think I should drink until I burn myself out and pick up a new habit. Yea, right.
Tomorrow (Monday).... what a drag! I feel so inadequate when starting the week off at work. And it is not only Mondays that get to me, I don't actually wake up and feel motivated at work until possibly mid-week and then I get lazy and whine for the weekend to come. It's not that I hate my job, I just find it boring. I do however hate paperwork, sitting at a desk, and I hate having to just deal... I wish I weren't OCD or ADHD so I would want to stay home and be a housewife but minus all the cleaning and chores and laundry duties that one must take on when being a housewife. That's it! I may just be working to avoid having to do those chores!
I am soooo hungover!! Last night, we went to our best friends, Josh and Shelly's new home to celebrate Shelly's graduation from Med school. It was awesome... while there for about 6 hours, five games of Beer Pong and a million drinks later, we somehow ended up buying another car and planning a trip with two other couples and two of their random friends to Vegas. WOW! I didn't know I was THAT friendly!! But, I am excited to explore Vegas with my new found friends as well as get Shelly shit faced in a place she has never been before! Too exciting! That was the most expensive party I have been to in my entire life... For future references: 1. Linda, don't play BEER PONG. 2. Don't drink EVERYTHING that is handed to you no matter how pretty the colorful drinks are. 3. Do not wander around an unfamiliar neighborhood and look in peoples garages or driveways, this should help avoid future drunken car purchases. 4. Next time get the new found friends names before planning trips with them.
Everything worked out, I suppose. My weekend was pretty awesome. I have to go pick up my new car now. =/
Tomorrow (Monday).... what a drag! I feel so inadequate when starting the week off at work. And it is not only Mondays that get to me, I don't actually wake up and feel motivated at work until possibly mid-week and then I get lazy and whine for the weekend to come. It's not that I hate my job, I just find it boring. I do however hate paperwork, sitting at a desk, and I hate having to just deal... I wish I weren't OCD or ADHD so I would want to stay home and be a housewife but minus all the cleaning and chores and laundry duties that one must take on when being a housewife. That's it! I may just be working to avoid having to do those chores!
I am soooo hungover!! Last night, we went to our best friends, Josh and Shelly's new home to celebrate Shelly's graduation from Med school. It was awesome... while there for about 6 hours, five games of Beer Pong and a million drinks later, we somehow ended up buying another car and planning a trip with two other couples and two of their random friends to Vegas. WOW! I didn't know I was THAT friendly!! But, I am excited to explore Vegas with my new found friends as well as get Shelly shit faced in a place she has never been before! Too exciting! That was the most expensive party I have been to in my entire life... For future references: 1. Linda, don't play BEER PONG. 2. Don't drink EVERYTHING that is handed to you no matter how pretty the colorful drinks are. 3. Do not wander around an unfamiliar neighborhood and look in peoples garages or driveways, this should help avoid future drunken car purchases. 4. Next time get the new found friends names before planning trips with them.
Everything worked out, I suppose. My weekend was pretty awesome. I have to go pick up my new car now. =/
Friday, February 5, 2010
Random Pre-work and At-work thoughts
I suck at waking up in the morning for work, ugh. I also had a Diet Coke because I ate too much last night and didn't want the calorie intake of a proper breakfast; although when I got to work, my friends and I went and grabbed our usual breakfast of choice...mine being chips and hawaiian roll. Very hearty...
So when I was driving this morning, there was this billboard that said "mpg:)" in huge bold letters against a blue background. After more careful inspection, it was an ad for some hybrid car and evidently it gets good gas mileage, hence the milespergallon. Is it dorky that the first thing I thought of when I saw "mpg:)" was MPEG files? What a moron. Oh well, I have had blonde moments amany times. Most I keep to myself...
Today is Friday, the end of the WTF? week so I am hoping my friends will be on board with me to grab a quick drink after work. Just a Bu and Coke for a more relaxed attitude on the drive home while sitting in shitty traffic.... (Shitty for me because my friends actually have patience and I have thoughts of displaying a shotgun on my back window to scare other drivers to either back off or move out of my way.)
So when I was driving this morning, there was this billboard that said "mpg:)" in huge bold letters against a blue background. After more careful inspection, it was an ad for some hybrid car and evidently it gets good gas mileage, hence the milespergallon. Is it dorky that the first thing I thought of when I saw "mpg:)" was MPEG files? What a moron. Oh well, I have had blonde moments amany times. Most I keep to myself...
Today is Friday, the end of the WTF? week so I am hoping my friends will be on board with me to grab a quick drink after work. Just a Bu and Coke for a more relaxed attitude on the drive home while sitting in shitty traffic.... (Shitty for me because my friends actually have patience and I have thoughts of displaying a shotgun on my back window to scare other drivers to either back off or move out of my way.)
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Lunch
So I took two separate lunches today. Of course it only counted as one because it totaled an hour, just broken up.... Who would have an issue with that, right? Well some biatch did! She made it clear that she ran into us at the store. Whatever! Who cares? Why would anyone have an issue about me taking an hour lunch? This would be the first time I have ever actually taken exactly an hour because every other day I am gone for at least two hours. So why bitch now?! They should be happy. I should get a gold star for christsakes. Jeez, some people are so irritating.
Speaking of irritating. I work with a very socially inept and unaware individual, yes she is Canadian. She thinks speaking to people in squeaky little voices and talking to them like they are five years old is cute. She is not so cute. I don't want to be mean to her but me being a borderline sociapath and her having avoidant personality disorder doesn't work out too well. I try my best to ignore her flaws but it is hard. And on top of all that, she has an odor. Jesus H Christ, that smell! I can't even begin to describe that smell.... Standing next to her makes me think of people who don't wear socks when they run a marathon and come back smelling like corn chips and balls sweat.
Speaking of irritating. I work with a very socially inept and unaware individual, yes she is Canadian. She thinks speaking to people in squeaky little voices and talking to them like they are five years old is cute. She is not so cute. I don't want to be mean to her but me being a borderline sociapath and her having avoidant personality disorder doesn't work out too well. I try my best to ignore her flaws but it is hard. And on top of all that, she has an odor. Jesus H Christ, that smell! I can't even begin to describe that smell.... Standing next to her makes me think of people who don't wear socks when they run a marathon and come back smelling like corn chips and balls sweat.
Saints vs. Colts 2/7/2010
The Saints are cool, but what the hell?! Like the games were so painful to watch. I would watch a game and cringe the whole time. People say that I only became a Saints fan because they were good during the season. Not true. I just appreciate a game well played. I'm not bandwagon jumping! I can say good luck to them this Sunday but they are playing the Colts. I like the Colts as well.... they are good. I honestly think Colts will dominate but I won't say anything just in case I am wrong and the Saints win, in which I will go back to claiming I am a Saints fan.
Breakfast of this Champion
Today's variety included a vegetable (Lay's Stax potato chips, 13 pieces), a banana and two Biscoff cookies (I would say this counted as one cookie since they came in a little package together).
I was told NOT to patent my dieting tips since it would not be effective for some. Oh well.
I was told NOT to patent my dieting tips since it would not be effective for some. Oh well.
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