| 4th of July |
Friday, July 04, 2008 5:49pm
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Happy 4th of July!
I had the day off today.
Cleaned the house.
Sorted my papers and bills.
For lunch it was potatoes, snow peas, and red bell peppers.
Snack = oatmeal
I went to Macy's but there wasn't anything worth getting today.
Supper was zucchini.
Powered by kimchi.
Oooh.
Back to back episodes of Law & Order.
Yes!
I hear fireworks.
TTFN. |
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| Just A Moment |
Thursday, July 03, 2008 8:05pm
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Currently listening to: When You're Gone - Avril Lavigne
Happy birthday to my brother.
Work was work.
Steady flow.
My drama at work is on a standstill.
Double D is out on vacation which made me happy.
I can't say the same for the others and their animosity towards one another.
It's a stressful job and so all sorts of shit is flying.
I didn't have time for lunch so I saved it for supper.
Catered from Boudin.
Chicken pesto sandwich.
My cousin and her family dropped by the house to pay a quick visit.
I was nervous about them coming because her eldest son has severe allergies (I have a cat), asthma, and is epileptic.
*sigh*
It's been so long since I've seen them.
It's hard to believe how fast her kids have grown up.
She was tearful looking at our house because it reminded her of our past and our dads (they've both passed away).
That's when I knew it was my time to bail otherwise she'd have me going.
I don't like crying in front of other people.
It's just not my style.
Not that I think of her as inferior for doing so.
For me, it's just a private emotion.
I wish she could have stayed longer but they had to leave and get back to their hotel.
Maybe I'll visit them in Boston sometime soon... |
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| Off |
Wednesday, July 02, 2008 7:29pm
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Currently listening to: I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry
I didn't roll out of bed until 0900 and you know what?
It felt great.
I found myself scratching and picking the palm of my left hand.
Now it looks rather stigmata-ish.
Dyed my hair black.
Maybe I'll try auburn next time.
Lunch was at my favorite Greek joint.
Greek salad.
Spanakopita, rice, pita, and Tzatziki sauce.
They ran out of the Pastitsio, which is my absolute favorite.
I went online trying to convince my friends to have a BBQ this weekend...we'll see.
Drove up and saw the bone cracker aka chiropractor.
Is it wrong to say that I'm addicted to getting adjusted?
Maybe it's because I feel so good afterward?
Or maybe I just like hearing that *pop*?
I met up with Buster at Market Broiler.
Sourdough bread with butter.
Appetizer - chicken quesadillas.
Panko-breaded chicken strips. Served with french fries and coleslaw.
We talked about life and moving forward.
I tried to give him words of encouragement and wisdom *snort*.
I think that he is truly depressed but his depression is circumstantial.
He just needs to find a new job, start making change, find a new living situation, and stop worrying about others and take care of himself.
For a second, I thought he was going to cry but he was able to hold it together.
Psychologically, he's decompensating.
Physically, I'm decompensating.
How beautifully fucked up is that?
We walked around Ontario Mills.
It's been awhile since I've been there.
Does anyone know how many miles the whole mall is?
I noticed that they got better stores in there since the last time I've gone.
Would you believe they have a Starbucks merchandise outlet there?
Everything is almost 50% off or more.
I fuck you not.
I bought two each (for my mom and I).
I needed a new coffee mug and my mom wanted one that had a handle on it.
Problem solved.
Guess Auriga wedge.
Laundry ring.
Charms to attach to sandals.
I also got Foofie a pair of pants, which Buster was kind enough to deliver to him for me.
I was so happy that there was no traffic going home.
Tomorrow will be a new day. |
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| Check Yo Self |
Tuesday, July 01, 2008 3:16pm
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Oh my God.
It's July already.
Weird.
I showed up to work wearing the same outfit as one of the attending doctors.
Same DKNY blouse.
Same brown slacks.
Similar jewelry.
We looked at each other and laughed.
It didn't matter though cause I had to go get scrubs from the scrub dispenser anyway.
My boss did an annual performance evaluation on me.
I'm happy to announce that I got a perfect evaluation.
Aww jeah, wassup now?
I heard through the grapevine that Double D didn't do so hot on her evaluation though.
Oh well.
Sucks to be her.
She continued to moan and groan throughout the day.
She spends more time bitching than doing work.
It's absolutely fascinating.
I'm afraid that one day, I'm going to just pop her in the face.
And that's no joke.
It's hot outside tonight.
I didn't feel cooking so I went to Yogurt Factory.
Supper = tart yogurt with mango and strawberries. |
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