While on this stupid no-sugar kick that I'm starting to hate, I've decided to give Granny Smith apples a second chance. As a snotty, sugar loaded little kid, I never liked them, simply because they were nevery sweet enough. No worries though. Not eating excessive amounts of sugar every day has entirely changed my opinions of taste. Which is why when I ate a Granny Smith apple today, it was absolutely amazing. My views of apples have now changed, being that I now greatly dislike [comparably] red apples, and much prefer yellow and green. Who ever thought? Not me. :D
In any case, I decided to get some use of my Ugly History T Shirt. So I mowed a portion of my lawn in it. WOW! I usually get cars to slow down almost sneakily and stare, but today was even more than usual. I have a feeling they were focusing more on the Ugly History T Shirt than anything else. What can I say? It's an ugly t shirt, fo sho.
I've noticed in the past few months, my titles have become considerably longer....
There's just something about mowing a lawn that usually takes 2.5 hours over the space of three days. It's.... Exhilarating. And frustrating. Exhilarating in that I only had to mow 50 minutes a day, frustrating that I had to mow three days in a row to finish a stupid lawn I should have been able to in a 2.5 hour block. But hey, that's what happens when you're me, and you have a weird work schedule.... And you decide not to mow your lawn on your day off, because you're too busy playing.... :D
Anywho, I suppose I'll be off to NOT! mow my lawn, seeing as it's DONE! Hooray! :D Cheers.
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Knots, Trousers and Pudding
There's something about not blogging in 12 years and coming back to it.
:D
The prodigal blogger has returned.
No really. There's also something amazing about knots, and how they hold together so nicely. Or something like that. Well.... Not my knots.... But well constructed knots.... :D Yes, I pretty much flunked boy-scouts.... No worries, I made up for it in the beauty department. I could never be a boy-scout, for a myriad of reasons, the first being that I'm not a boy. Second, that I don't have the attention span to tolerate all of the other stupid little boy-scouts.
Anywho, I've fallen in love [again] with trousers. There's something magical about them. Well.... If masculinizing femininity is magical.... Truly, I am reminded of Manwear Wednesdays. I'm not entirely sure if I'll continue that fad at my school next year. It didn't exactly catch on.... I suppose the rest of them female student body wasn't as jazzed about cross dressing one day per week as I was....
Success of the day. I made the most amazing pudding, from scratch, and you would never eat it if I told you what was in it. Well.... Maybe you would.... It was made from firm tofu, cocoa powder, a dash of sugar, vanilla, salt, and probably some other stuff that I'm not remembering. It. Was. Absolutely. Amazing. So much better than the mousse.... Don't get me wrong. The mousse was amazing. However. This was astonishingly tasty and surprisingly healthy. What other pudding has more than 6 g of protein per serving? Yeah. No kidding. {: Love it.
Seeing as I'm slightly summer-ed out, I suppose I'll be gone. Cheers.
:D
The prodigal blogger has returned.
No really. There's also something amazing about knots, and how they hold together so nicely. Or something like that. Well.... Not my knots.... But well constructed knots.... :D Yes, I pretty much flunked boy-scouts.... No worries, I made up for it in the beauty department. I could never be a boy-scout, for a myriad of reasons, the first being that I'm not a boy. Second, that I don't have the attention span to tolerate all of the other stupid little boy-scouts.
Anywho, I've fallen in love [again] with trousers. There's something magical about them. Well.... If masculinizing femininity is magical.... Truly, I am reminded of Manwear Wednesdays. I'm not entirely sure if I'll continue that fad at my school next year. It didn't exactly catch on.... I suppose the rest of them female student body wasn't as jazzed about cross dressing one day per week as I was....
Success of the day. I made the most amazing pudding, from scratch, and you would never eat it if I told you what was in it. Well.... Maybe you would.... It was made from firm tofu, cocoa powder, a dash of sugar, vanilla, salt, and probably some other stuff that I'm not remembering. It. Was. Absolutely. Amazing. So much better than the mousse.... Don't get me wrong. The mousse was amazing. However. This was astonishingly tasty and surprisingly healthy. What other pudding has more than 6 g of protein per serving? Yeah. No kidding. {: Love it.
Seeing as I'm slightly summer-ed out, I suppose I'll be gone. Cheers.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Memory, Senescence and Stuff Like That
Apparently I'm older than I thought.... My memory is so shot it's not even funny! Well.... It might be, if it weren't reality.... :D More on that later, if you're lucky.
Anywho, because I look so young for my age, it's ridiculous to try to tell people how old I really am. When I do, they usually just laugh and brush it off. Haha, very funny. I think most of it has to do with my height, though it's pretty much ideal. I don't get it....
Ragh. I'm so done with blogging today. I seriously need to crash.
For some stupid reason, last night I didn't get to sleep until 2 am, simply because at 1 am I started to crave hot food, so I made hot food, and then was endorphined until I pretty much cried, partly from the chili hot food, but mostly from the run earlier that evening. Yeah. It was lots of fun to wake up at 8 am this morning. Loved it! Can't wait to do it again!
Ha. I'm gone. Cheers.
Anywho, because I look so young for my age, it's ridiculous to try to tell people how old I really am. When I do, they usually just laugh and brush it off. Haha, very funny. I think most of it has to do with my height, though it's pretty much ideal. I don't get it....
Ragh. I'm so done with blogging today. I seriously need to crash.
For some stupid reason, last night I didn't get to sleep until 2 am, simply because at 1 am I started to crave hot food, so I made hot food, and then was endorphined until I pretty much cried, partly from the chili hot food, but mostly from the run earlier that evening. Yeah. It was lots of fun to wake up at 8 am this morning. Loved it! Can't wait to do it again!
Ha. I'm gone. Cheers.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
The Greatness of Running, Michael Jackson and Tofu Mousse
AHHHH!!!! RUNNING IS ONE OF MY NEW FAVORITE PAST TIMES! :D Probably why you're done hearing about it.... However, I'm not done sharing. {: Today was an absolutely fantastic run. Loved it! Probably because I was all hyped up on carbs, so I was totally ready. Plus, it was later in the day, so I totally had time to hydrate. HUZZAH! :D
Today is a very sad day. One of my heroes, Michael Jackson, is now gone. No worries though, his legend will live on. I'm considering denying his death, like some people feel about Elvis. But, denial is NOT! a river in Egypt, so I suppose I'll celebrate his amazing music, and be glad that he's been so generous and philanthropic.
My sugar-free life is crashing! Almost. :D I made a vegetarian mousse today, and it was absolutely fantastic! But it was really sugary, compared to what I've been eating [or not eating, if you will]. Even though it was made with semi-sweet chocolate, it was still waaaaaaaay sugar loaded. Likely what influenced the greatness of my run.... :D Huzzah! Ironically, it was made of tofu, and very delicious. {: I'm gone. Cheers!
Today is a very sad day. One of my heroes, Michael Jackson, is now gone. No worries though, his legend will live on. I'm considering denying his death, like some people feel about Elvis. But, denial is NOT! a river in Egypt, so I suppose I'll celebrate his amazing music, and be glad that he's been so generous and philanthropic.
My sugar-free life is crashing! Almost. :D I made a vegetarian mousse today, and it was absolutely fantastic! But it was really sugary, compared to what I've been eating [or not eating, if you will]. Even though it was made with semi-sweet chocolate, it was still waaaaaaaay sugar loaded. Likely what influenced the greatness of my run.... :D Huzzah! Ironically, it was made of tofu, and very delicious. {: I'm gone. Cheers!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Fluids, Peanut Butter and Time
UGH!
MORNING RUNS SUCK!
There are reasons why I'm a NOT! a morning person!
I'd think that because I'm not a morning person I wouldn't go running in the morning.
My work schedule dictates otherwise.
Oh well. However, I will admit that most morning runs are sucky, because I haven't had time to hydrate before I go run. Yuck! That gets weird.
Anywho, we're completely out of natural peanut butter. It is a sad day. I've had to revert back to the super-hydrogenated crap. Anything that tastes that amazing has to be crappy for me. But my gosh. It's so... amazing! Probably all of the hydrogen going to my head.... I might as well have Tay-Sachs.
Seeing as I'm completely behind on most other things, I'll keep this brief. I have to warn you, during the summer I definitely blog less, and about more intense topics. So you're pretty much getting the same thing, just in different proportions. :D Cheers!
MORNING RUNS SUCK!
There are reasons why I'm a NOT! a morning person!
I'd think that because I'm not a morning person I wouldn't go running in the morning.
My work schedule dictates otherwise.
Oh well. However, I will admit that most morning runs are sucky, because I haven't had time to hydrate before I go run. Yuck! That gets weird.
Anywho, we're completely out of natural peanut butter. It is a sad day. I've had to revert back to the super-hydrogenated crap. Anything that tastes that amazing has to be crappy for me. But my gosh. It's so... amazing! Probably all of the hydrogen going to my head.... I might as well have Tay-Sachs.
Seeing as I'm completely behind on most other things, I'll keep this brief. I have to warn you, during the summer I definitely blog less, and about more intense topics. So you're pretty much getting the same thing, just in different proportions. :D Cheers!
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Migraines, Day Camp and Gak
Welcome back to the wonderful world of early morning vomit inducing migraine morning sickeness! :D We've missed you! Ha. More like I haven't missed needing to get up at 5 am to barf because of mingrane pressure behind one or both eyes. Yeah.... At least now I can use the excuse that I know exactly what morning sickness is like. Several times over. :D However, I'm glad to report it's not as bad as last summer's. It went on for a few months straight, and I was definitely more sick, and for longer periods of time each day. It. Was. Unadulterated. Hell. Hopefully this doesn't last long..... :D
Apart from that, I subjected myself to 7.5 hours of whiny little boys, alien slime, and states of matter. With a good friend of course, so it wasn't as bad. Plus, we earned really super cool T-Shirts. Well.... Actually, we had to finagle them.... Here's how. Because we volunteered we were strictly under the impression that our time was worth much more than a measly $12 T-Shirt. However, the camp directors didn't agree. After Guilt tripping them about how we took time off work where we would have been paid much more than simply $12 for 7.5 hours of work, they changed their minds rather quickly. Unfortunately, it took another 20 minutes to get the right shirt size. When we asked for youth L, we got adult M, because the gentleman thought youth L would be too small. HA! Not quite. In fact, they fit rather nicely. While we would have loved adult S, they didn't carry that size.... So, we were stuck with youth L. What he didn't tell us was that he had youth L, so he gave us adult M anyway. Only after whining [yes, we resorted to whiny little teenage girl mode] that some of the boys got youth Ls, did we get one as well. CRACK!
While manning [or womaning?] our station, there were 9 rotations throughout the day. So... We pretty much said the same thing, and made the same junk 9 different times, every time vowing never to have 9 little boys all the same ages. You wouldn't believe how WHINY! they are! GADS! They're whinier than me! On a good day! Not only that, but they're smarter. Clearly aliens can't have red slime, because they're green. HA! And of course they can't just be happy with their stupid gak that they got, they want a different color, and they want more of it. GRR!!!!!
All of this just for a stinking T-Shirt and the majority of my service hours for honor society!
THIS T-SHIRT WAS WELL WORTH IT THOUGH! Maybe I'll have pictures some time. Who knows. I might just wear it for my senior pictures..... xD
Cheers!
Apart from that, I subjected myself to 7.5 hours of whiny little boys, alien slime, and states of matter. With a good friend of course, so it wasn't as bad. Plus, we earned really super cool T-Shirts. Well.... Actually, we had to finagle them.... Here's how. Because we volunteered we were strictly under the impression that our time was worth much more than a measly $12 T-Shirt. However, the camp directors didn't agree. After Guilt tripping them about how we took time off work where we would have been paid much more than simply $12 for 7.5 hours of work, they changed their minds rather quickly. Unfortunately, it took another 20 minutes to get the right shirt size. When we asked for youth L, we got adult M, because the gentleman thought youth L would be too small. HA! Not quite. In fact, they fit rather nicely. While we would have loved adult S, they didn't carry that size.... So, we were stuck with youth L. What he didn't tell us was that he had youth L, so he gave us adult M anyway. Only after whining [yes, we resorted to whiny little teenage girl mode] that some of the boys got youth Ls, did we get one as well. CRACK!
While manning [or womaning?] our station, there were 9 rotations throughout the day. So... We pretty much said the same thing, and made the same junk 9 different times, every time vowing never to have 9 little boys all the same ages. You wouldn't believe how WHINY! they are! GADS! They're whinier than me! On a good day! Not only that, but they're smarter. Clearly aliens can't have red slime, because they're green. HA! And of course they can't just be happy with their stupid gak that they got, they want a different color, and they want more of it. GRR!!!!!
All of this just for a stinking T-Shirt and the majority of my service hours for honor society!
THIS T-SHIRT WAS WELL WORTH IT THOUGH! Maybe I'll have pictures some time. Who knows. I might just wear it for my senior pictures..... xD
Cheers!
Monday, June 22, 2009
Horns, Burns and Apples
Some morons in this world shouldn't have access to a car horn. I.E. The morons on my street having a seizure by the sounds of his stupid car horn when I'm trying [obviously unsuccessfully] to take a nap!
RAGH!
IDIOTS!
Should be blown off the face of the planet.
However, then I'd be gone. Ridiculous story time. Aren't they all? Whatev. I was straightening my hair this morning, and grabbed the wrong end of my straightener. Who does that?! Me, apparently. Suffice it to say that my thumb is now very stingy and sore. Sad day! \:
While on my limited-sugar-adventure, I've discovered that apples are highly addictive. The red ones are pretty much way gross, simply because they have so much sugar in them. I've developed a new love for yellow and green apples. UM YEAH! :D And I thought I'd never say that.... Anywho, leave it be said that one of my new favorite fruits is apples, in addition to the fifty million other fruits I already adore.
Shazaam! Or something like that. :D Cheers!
RAGH!
IDIOTS!
Should be blown off the face of the planet.
However, then I'd be gone. Ridiculous story time. Aren't they all? Whatev. I was straightening my hair this morning, and grabbed the wrong end of my straightener. Who does that?! Me, apparently. Suffice it to say that my thumb is now very stingy and sore. Sad day! \:
While on my limited-sugar-adventure, I've discovered that apples are highly addictive. The red ones are pretty much way gross, simply because they have so much sugar in them. I've developed a new love for yellow and green apples. UM YEAH! :D And I thought I'd never say that.... Anywho, leave it be said that one of my new favorite fruits is apples, in addition to the fifty million other fruits I already adore.
Shazaam! Or something like that. :D Cheers!
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Fingerpricks, Nail Polish and Dads
Wow.
Where they tested yesterday for Fe is now distinctly painful. Both places. My guess is because there's more of a concentration of nerve endings on the immediate fingertips versus the side of the finger where they usually take a sample. I don't believe that I could ever happily be diabetic, and take finger samples. Hopefully, that never happens.
Through my years of wearing nail polish, I'm pretty much a n00b to the color coral. I've always loved it, but I've never been man enough to wear it as a nail color. The reason I say this, is because it washes out almost everyone else in my family. However, I happen to rock it quite nicely. Since I've discovered this, I pretty much do coral nails every third nail painting. I.E. Tonight. Huzzah! :D There's just something about being 75% albino that allows for coral.... Note to self: Suggest coral as a dress standard for family photos if your esteem is down.
Seeing as it's obviously Fathers' Day.... I suppose I'll publicly [with no pictures....] express my appreciation for my dad. Whoa he's crazy. And has some ridiculous rules. But come on. I inherited his humor. Or dry streak. Or lack of humor entirely. I have to appreciate him! Plus he's oober supportive. And he has good taste in ice cream. For the most part. Even though he doesn't like Cherry Garcia or Mint Chocolate Chip.... Or Skittles. Or black licorice for that matter. But he does appreciate Tom's Of Maine Fennel toothpaste.... Anywho, I really do love him, even if I don't entirely express it.
Now that I've spilled my guts everywhere.... I suppose I'll wait for my nails to finish drying. Cheers! :D
Where they tested yesterday for Fe is now distinctly painful. Both places. My guess is because there's more of a concentration of nerve endings on the immediate fingertips versus the side of the finger where they usually take a sample. I don't believe that I could ever happily be diabetic, and take finger samples. Hopefully, that never happens.
Through my years of wearing nail polish, I'm pretty much a n00b to the color coral. I've always loved it, but I've never been man enough to wear it as a nail color. The reason I say this, is because it washes out almost everyone else in my family. However, I happen to rock it quite nicely. Since I've discovered this, I pretty much do coral nails every third nail painting. I.E. Tonight. Huzzah! :D There's just something about being 75% albino that allows for coral.... Note to self: Suggest coral as a dress standard for family photos if your esteem is down.
Seeing as it's obviously Fathers' Day.... I suppose I'll publicly [with no pictures....] express my appreciation for my dad. Whoa he's crazy. And has some ridiculous rules. But come on. I inherited his humor. Or dry streak. Or lack of humor entirely. I have to appreciate him! Plus he's oober supportive. And he has good taste in ice cream. For the most part. Even though he doesn't like Cherry Garcia or Mint Chocolate Chip.... Or Skittles. Or black licorice for that matter. But he does appreciate Tom's Of Maine Fennel toothpaste.... Anywho, I really do love him, even if I don't entirely express it.
Now that I've spilled my guts everywhere.... I suppose I'll wait for my nails to finish drying. Cheers! :D
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Swings, Blood and Circuses
HUZZAH! :D Might I just say that todays run was excellent. Well.... Except that Winstead park is only two blocks from Curtis, and fifty million from Cole. Guess which way we ran? Yes. To where on the way back we were coming from Cole. Yeah. No route has never seemed so long. The most amazing feature of today's run, and probably the only reason I didn't quit coming back from Cole, was that Winstead park has... SWINGS! :D Heckess! Love swings.... I absolutely adore swings.... I love swings more than I enjoy mowing my lawn. Yes. That's how much I love swings. I pretty much revert to the age of four forever when there are swings around.
After prying my wrapped fingers from the swings, we made our way home, and then to get pretty [or at least less running-y] to go donate blood. I have to admit something strange. Call it an idiosyncrasy. I love giving blood. I really do. Just don't show me the needle as it's happening. Going in and coming out, no problem, if I can't see that either. Hooray! :D The fact that I was made for donating blood helps as well. Think about it logically. I have the veins of a four year old [the only negative, but with hydration and exercise they're perfect; just narrow], they're deep [so I don't bleed out profusely afterward], because I'm "sturdy" I contain lots of blood [I like to think more than 8 pints, but whatev], and I don't get sick before, during, or after donation. Tired? Definitely. I've just had 1/8 of my blood sucked out by sang. vampires! But sick? No way. Perfect. However, when they tested me for iron content, the first time I came out anemic, but the second I was perfect. Yeah.... I'm pretty much an ironic beast.
Because of this lovely blood drive [which I got a T shirt out of. YES! A T SHIRT! :D Sadly, it's a size M, and I clearly am not a size M, so I figure I'll cut it, and tie dye it or something awesome....], my availability to go to the circus was drastically impaired. So... While my mom was taking my niece during the afternoon, I would be getting my fluids altered. No problem, she and I were going to go to the evening production. Haha, just kidding. She wouldn't have time in between the shows.... So it looks like Mel didn't get to go to the circus for the third year in row.... -Sigh- No cotton candy.... I suppose it's all for the better. Ever since I discovered Boise has a Ben & Jerry's ice cream shop I've been almost wanting to kick my sugar kick. I don't even care that I've been burning excessive calories for the past month. I about died when I saw the happy Ben & Jerry's logo shining in the window. I don't know.... This no sugar kick has been great. I don't feel as clogged as my brain usually is. Plus, I have no excuse for weight gain. Come to think of it, there hasn't been any weight gain. Psh. Never mind. I don't know what I'm talking about anymore. But I still didn't get any cotton candy from the circus I didn't go to....
Oh well.... I suppose I'll go eat an apple. Or something super sugary. To make up for the cotton candy. Cheers! :D
After prying my wrapped fingers from the swings, we made our way home, and then to get pretty [or at least less running-y] to go donate blood. I have to admit something strange. Call it an idiosyncrasy. I love giving blood. I really do. Just don't show me the needle as it's happening. Going in and coming out, no problem, if I can't see that either. Hooray! :D The fact that I was made for donating blood helps as well. Think about it logically. I have the veins of a four year old [the only negative, but with hydration and exercise they're perfect; just narrow], they're deep [so I don't bleed out profusely afterward], because I'm "sturdy" I contain lots of blood [I like to think more than 8 pints, but whatev], and I don't get sick before, during, or after donation. Tired? Definitely. I've just had 1/8 of my blood sucked out by sang. vampires! But sick? No way. Perfect. However, when they tested me for iron content, the first time I came out anemic, but the second I was perfect. Yeah.... I'm pretty much an ironic beast.
Because of this lovely blood drive [which I got a T shirt out of. YES! A T SHIRT! :D Sadly, it's a size M, and I clearly am not a size M, so I figure I'll cut it, and tie dye it or something awesome....], my availability to go to the circus was drastically impaired. So... While my mom was taking my niece during the afternoon, I would be getting my fluids altered. No problem, she and I were going to go to the evening production. Haha, just kidding. She wouldn't have time in between the shows.... So it looks like Mel didn't get to go to the circus for the third year in row.... -Sigh- No cotton candy.... I suppose it's all for the better. Ever since I discovered Boise has a Ben & Jerry's ice cream shop I've been almost wanting to kick my sugar kick. I don't even care that I've been burning excessive calories for the past month. I about died when I saw the happy Ben & Jerry's logo shining in the window. I don't know.... This no sugar kick has been great. I don't feel as clogged as my brain usually is. Plus, I have no excuse for weight gain. Come to think of it, there hasn't been any weight gain. Psh. Never mind. I don't know what I'm talking about anymore. But I still didn't get any cotton candy from the circus I didn't go to....
Oh well.... I suppose I'll go eat an apple. Or something super sugary. To make up for the cotton candy. Cheers! :D
Friday, June 19, 2009
More Rain, Smoothies and Hold Please
Yes. It's still raining. Buckets. And buckets. And buckets of rain. -Sigh- So not fun to run in. Because of this, I rode my bike instead. Oh yes. That's logical. P.S. Ten miles of biking equates to 40 minutes of running. Fun fact. However, because it's non-weight-bearing, it uses completely different muscles. I'm sure I'll feel that tomorrow.
In any case, when I got home I made one of the best smoothies of my entire life. Um yeah. It was tight. However, placing three cups of frozen fruit in my VitaMix with only 1/2 cup of soy milk didn't make it too happy. Note to self: More liquids before you jam it with lovely fruit. :D The results were absolutely fabulous. It was pretty much a mixed-berry sorbet. Um yeah. With mega protein. Hooray for health consciousness! :D
Seeing as I've officially been at my job for two weeks [yes, TWO!], I've pretty much become less intimidated by the phone. Don't laugh when I tell you that if it's not for me I don't want to answer it. I still feel that way. So now I just have the mind-set that they have to call me to make appointments anywho, so circumloqutionaryily, it really is for me. Problem solved! :D Unless they ask for someone else. Then my heart just breaks. Oh well.... That's what the stapler is for.... While I'm not even close to being perfect at it yet, I absolutely adore working at my place of employment. It. Seriously. Rocks. Plus it gives me something to do everyday. Huzzah! :D
I suppose since it is Friday night after all that I should go party, or something more age-appropriate than blogging. :D Cheers!
In any case, when I got home I made one of the best smoothies of my entire life. Um yeah. It was tight. However, placing three cups of frozen fruit in my VitaMix with only 1/2 cup of soy milk didn't make it too happy. Note to self: More liquids before you jam it with lovely fruit. :D The results were absolutely fabulous. It was pretty much a mixed-berry sorbet. Um yeah. With mega protein. Hooray for health consciousness! :D
Seeing as I've officially been at my job for two weeks [yes, TWO!], I've pretty much become less intimidated by the phone. Don't laugh when I tell you that if it's not for me I don't want to answer it. I still feel that way. So now I just have the mind-set that they have to call me to make appointments anywho, so circumloqutionaryily, it really is for me. Problem solved! :D Unless they ask for someone else. Then my heart just breaks. Oh well.... That's what the stapler is for.... While I'm not even close to being perfect at it yet, I absolutely adore working at my place of employment. It. Seriously. Rocks. Plus it gives me something to do everyday. Huzzah! :D
I suppose since it is Friday night after all that I should go party, or something more age-appropriate than blogging. :D Cheers!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Mosquitoes, Fishnets and Nightmares
There are some things in life that should never have been created. I.E. Things that don't have an opposite, or purpose. Not only do they create an imbalance in qi, chances are they're likely annoying and pesky. Like.... Oh.... I don't know.... MOSQUITOES?! Yeah. No fake. So dumb! They're vectors for disease and all that jazz! They have no positive effect!!! RAGH!!!! I HATE MOSQUITOES!!!!
On a happier note, I purchased fishnets today. While I should have looked for a mosquito net whilst there, I didn't think of it. Huzzah! The only slightly tragic part of this purchase was that I allowed myself to spend $10 on them. BUT COME ON! THEY'RE FISHNETS! AND THEY'RE AMAZING! Besides.... I only purchase them four times a year.... :D
I have to admit, I've been having ridiculously violent nightmares for the past few weeks. If they're not violent, they're completely tripped out. Because of this, I'm usually cranky when I wake up for the final time, due to waking up fifty times during the night. Not so cool. Anywho, now that I'm awake and happy [and waiting for my hair to dry], I suppose I'll go nREM until I cry. :D Cheers!
On a happier note, I purchased fishnets today. While I should have looked for a mosquito net whilst there, I didn't think of it. Huzzah! The only slightly tragic part of this purchase was that I allowed myself to spend $10 on them. BUT COME ON! THEY'RE FISHNETS! AND THEY'RE AMAZING! Besides.... I only purchase them four times a year.... :D
I have to admit, I've been having ridiculously violent nightmares for the past few weeks. If they're not violent, they're completely tripped out. Because of this, I'm usually cranky when I wake up for the final time, due to waking up fifty times during the night. Not so cool. Anywho, now that I'm awake and happy [and waiting for my hair to dry], I suppose I'll go nREM until I cry. :D Cheers!
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Wet Grass, Techno and Cherries
So.... I was going to get up at 8:30 this morning to have my lawn mowed before I had to go to work.... But it looks like that didn't happen.... Again.... :D
But I have a legit excuse. Like I did last time. The grass was wet again!
Maybe if it didn't RAIN! every day....
What is this?
SEATTLE?!
Hmph!
Seriously though, because I was stuck inside not mowing this morning, I decided to get oober pretty. Well. Almost oober pretty. It doesn't work entirely well when half of my stupidly amazing wardrobe is now too big [mainly because I shop NOT! during the running season, so I either buy my clothes 2 sizes too small and look like junk during the winter, or I buy them to fit off season and look awful in the on season. Oh the life of a Drama Queen!]!!! However, I was able to throw together a half decent looking ensemble. Or something like it.... Had I taken a picture, you could see for yourself, but do I ever think of stuff like that? No. Not usually.
While I've definitely displayed my love for techno, I'm not entirely sure how much I've expressed my adoration for getting new music, and being reminded of classics. As always, love Cascada's Everytime We Touch, Basshunter's Hallaa Dar, as well as one of my new faves Raindrops by Stunt. Just a thought. :D
So.... Just because I didn't mow my lawn this morning before work doesn't mean that it didn't get at least half done today.... :D However, likely the reason I only finished half would be the black jewels shining from my cherry tree. Um yeah. Ten thousand cherries! OR MORE! Apparently I've never publicized my love for cherries.... Consider them the cucumbers of red fruit. Actually.... Of the red fruits, cherries, pomegranates, grapefruits, [purple] grapes, and strawberries [preferably sun warmed] happen to be my favorites. Love them! :D What can I say? I'm pretty much a fruit junkie.... {: Because of this, as I was mowing my lawn, the front took close to fifty thousand years, likely because I stopped to pick cherries every time I pass the cherry trees.... Oops. :D I had planned on splitting my lawn between two days anywho, simply because I didn't get it done in the morning. Sad day. But it worked out nicely. {:
Anywho, seeing as the lateness of the hour, I suppose I'll be gone to bed. Or something like it. Cheers! :D
But I have a legit excuse. Like I did last time. The grass was wet again!
Maybe if it didn't RAIN! every day....
What is this?
SEATTLE?!
Hmph!
Seriously though, because I was stuck inside not mowing this morning, I decided to get oober pretty. Well. Almost oober pretty. It doesn't work entirely well when half of my stupidly amazing wardrobe is now too big [mainly because I shop NOT! during the running season, so I either buy my clothes 2 sizes too small and look like junk during the winter, or I buy them to fit off season and look awful in the on season. Oh the life of a Drama Queen!]!!! However, I was able to throw together a half decent looking ensemble. Or something like it.... Had I taken a picture, you could see for yourself, but do I ever think of stuff like that? No. Not usually.
While I've definitely displayed my love for techno, I'm not entirely sure how much I've expressed my adoration for getting new music, and being reminded of classics. As always, love Cascada's Everytime We Touch, Basshunter's Hallaa Dar, as well as one of my new faves Raindrops by Stunt. Just a thought. :D
So.... Just because I didn't mow my lawn this morning before work doesn't mean that it didn't get at least half done today.... :D However, likely the reason I only finished half would be the black jewels shining from my cherry tree. Um yeah. Ten thousand cherries! OR MORE! Apparently I've never publicized my love for cherries.... Consider them the cucumbers of red fruit. Actually.... Of the red fruits, cherries, pomegranates, grapefruits, [purple] grapes, and strawberries [preferably sun warmed] happen to be my favorites. Love them! :D What can I say? I'm pretty much a fruit junkie.... {: Because of this, as I was mowing my lawn, the front took close to fifty thousand years, likely because I stopped to pick cherries every time I pass the cherry trees.... Oops. :D I had planned on splitting my lawn between two days anywho, simply because I didn't get it done in the morning. Sad day. But it worked out nicely. {:
Anywho, seeing as the lateness of the hour, I suppose I'll be gone to bed. Or something like it. Cheers! :D
Monday, June 15, 2009
Metablognition, The Ultimate Blonde and Cucumbers
Huzzah! Today was the offical start of preseason xc training. {: Love it! However, I'll admit I'm absolutely AWFUL! at running! And I thought that one week would be a great headstart! Ha.... Well it was.... Compared to what I was capable of one week ago.... I'll admit something that I don't often. I have a total weakness for endorphins. As I've discovered, one of the best ways to tap into them is through physical exertion. -Sigh- Because I'm an endorphin junkie that means that I actually have to do exercise to get to them! Great.... If you have any other [preferable legal] taps, I'd love to hear.
Yeah. I pretty much made up one of the most amazing almost-legit words today. Think of it. Blogging about blogging. That's deep. Metablognition. I like it. Spell check doesn't. But that's because I'm cooler than it is. Yes. It's jealous. I already know.
Anywho, because I have proof that I was originally blonde, I didn't feel entirely out of place being the absolutely epitome of one. Gads. Sometimes I scare myself. Other times I just scare other people. Here's how it all rolled out. As said before, today was the first official day of training. Or something like that. Because of this, I took great care and caution to recheck and make sure I didn't leave my lights on, or my keys locked in, or something stupid to where my vehicle wouldn't start. After a happy run, we came back to my truck, and when I attempted to start it, the interior lights and dashboard lights all flickered. Huzzah! Now to actually start, that was a different story. After several tears and a few more tries to ignite, I finally sucked it up like a man and asked for a jump. Luckily, I located some jump cables [ironically not mine, seeing as how freakish my dad can be about having some things in my vehicle. Seriously! I have three phone books, several coats, a variety of first aid materials, GOOP (for tires), and an assortment of other strange flavors, but NO! jump cables. Cute....], and some people who knew how to use them. After my car didn't start, I called my mom and why in the sky's name my vehicle wasn't starting. Knowing me slightly well, she asked what gear it was in. Having parked on a slight incline, I thought fo sho I was in park. Reality check? Yes. What gear was I in? Drive. How brunette am I? Only aesthetically. Gads....
In my adventure as a vegetarian, I've become particularly fond of a few vegetables more than others. Zuchinni for certain, as well as cucumbers. While I've always loved pickles [dill of course], I've never been enamored with the high sodium of them. Sad day. Luckily, I have a low sodium diet in the first place, so pickles never were a problem. In any case, my point is that my love for cucumbers has entirely been anewed. I've even taken to eating them skin on. Yes. That's right. Raw and crisp. Huzzah! :D Love cucumbers....
Well, now that I've revealed most of my deep dark secrets, I suppose I'll be out to sleep them off. Cheers! :D
Yeah. I pretty much made up one of the most amazing almost-legit words today. Think of it. Blogging about blogging. That's deep. Metablognition. I like it. Spell check doesn't. But that's because I'm cooler than it is. Yes. It's jealous. I already know.
Anywho, because I have proof that I was originally blonde, I didn't feel entirely out of place being the absolutely epitome of one. Gads. Sometimes I scare myself. Other times I just scare other people. Here's how it all rolled out. As said before, today was the first official day of training. Or something like that. Because of this, I took great care and caution to recheck and make sure I didn't leave my lights on, or my keys locked in, or something stupid to where my vehicle wouldn't start. After a happy run, we came back to my truck, and when I attempted to start it, the interior lights and dashboard lights all flickered. Huzzah! Now to actually start, that was a different story. After several tears and a few more tries to ignite, I finally sucked it up like a man and asked for a jump. Luckily, I located some jump cables [ironically not mine, seeing as how freakish my dad can be about having some things in my vehicle. Seriously! I have three phone books, several coats, a variety of first aid materials, GOOP (for tires), and an assortment of other strange flavors, but NO! jump cables. Cute....], and some people who knew how to use them. After my car didn't start, I called my mom and why in the sky's name my vehicle wasn't starting. Knowing me slightly well, she asked what gear it was in. Having parked on a slight incline, I thought fo sho I was in park. Reality check? Yes. What gear was I in? Drive. How brunette am I? Only aesthetically. Gads....
In my adventure as a vegetarian, I've become particularly fond of a few vegetables more than others. Zuchinni for certain, as well as cucumbers. While I've always loved pickles [dill of course], I've never been enamored with the high sodium of them. Sad day. Luckily, I have a low sodium diet in the first place, so pickles never were a problem. In any case, my point is that my love for cucumbers has entirely been anewed. I've even taken to eating them skin on. Yes. That's right. Raw and crisp. Huzzah! :D Love cucumbers....
Well, now that I've revealed most of my deep dark secrets, I suppose I'll be out to sleep them off. Cheers! :D
Saturday, June 13, 2009
ACTs Pt II, Keys and Who Knows What
Yes, I did take the ACT again. Hopefully, I did better this time. Once again, I was denied automatic enterance, likely because the ACT system hates me, so it never registers me on the school's list of applicants. So.... Even when I showed up with my authorized entrance ticket, I had to wait in line with the stand-by's. That was SO! embarrassing! It was like everybody filing by was looking at me like I didn't know how to run my life and I had no thought for the future other than stand-by. Oh well. At least I registered for it myself, and didn't have my mom do it for me. :D
While the ACT was ten thousand buckets of fun, it was also very cold. When I got dressed this morning in my favorite blue jeans and my Capital High Key Club shirt, gloves and jacket, I fully expected to need to remove them during the test. To my highly unpleasant surprise, the room was a crisp 66 degrees the entire time. This wouldn't have been absolutely awful, had the proctor not continued to chill the room every time the over worked AC attempted to rest. I felt like a catatonic vegetable in a crisper! Not exactly the ideal test taking atmosphere. Not that outside was any better. When I walked out it was raining, cloudy, and cold. I thought it was strange how I couldn't find my keys on the way out, until I got to my vehicle. THEN! I found them. {: In my ignition, with locked doors. I. Am. Fabulous. That's all. A few phone calls and 40 minutes later, my brother arrived with a set of keys for me to unlock my doors with. Happily, I had my lunch with me, so I didn't absolutely starve. My mom loves me so much.
Upon arriving home, I discovered my two Boise siblings and their families at my house. A delightful surprise after spending the last four hours mentally exhausting my skills and abilities! I was jazzed. {: So we had lunch, and then I took a nap. Ironically, it seems that whenever I take a nap or go to bed, whenever I wake up my family has disappeared. I suppose that's nice to know if I ever tire of them. Suffice it to say, the nap was fabulously spectacular. It was the kind where it felt like five hours' worth, but in reality was a scant one.
Happily, or unhappily, I woke up to my mom telling me my running buddy was waiting for me. -Sigh- It's true. Running, work, and a few other things [none of which I can remember] is pretty much all I've done this summer, and I've been completely happy with it. To some extent. I'm not saying that I'm a hard-core runner yet. But I'm not saying that I hate it either. Anywho, it was definitely a sluggish running day. It poured kiloliters on us as we were driving to the park! Kiloliters! It was huge. Happily, we didn't entirely have to run in it. {: It passed the direction we were NOT! going. :D Weraq.
I don't really have a third item to display emotion about. However, I will say that a very good friend and I went to dinner this evening. It was absolutely fabulous! It was his first time at Mongolian BBQ, so he was pretty much a n00b, but he did enjoy it, so I'm glad of that. Other than that, not a lot has happened that's blog-worthy. So I suppose I'll just stop there and scurry to bed or something. Cheers! :D
While the ACT was ten thousand buckets of fun, it was also very cold. When I got dressed this morning in my favorite blue jeans and my Capital High Key Club shirt, gloves and jacket, I fully expected to need to remove them during the test. To my highly unpleasant surprise, the room was a crisp 66 degrees the entire time. This wouldn't have been absolutely awful, had the proctor not continued to chill the room every time the over worked AC attempted to rest. I felt like a catatonic vegetable in a crisper! Not exactly the ideal test taking atmosphere. Not that outside was any better. When I walked out it was raining, cloudy, and cold. I thought it was strange how I couldn't find my keys on the way out, until I got to my vehicle. THEN! I found them. {: In my ignition, with locked doors. I. Am. Fabulous. That's all. A few phone calls and 40 minutes later, my brother arrived with a set of keys for me to unlock my doors with. Happily, I had my lunch with me, so I didn't absolutely starve. My mom loves me so much.
Upon arriving home, I discovered my two Boise siblings and their families at my house. A delightful surprise after spending the last four hours mentally exhausting my skills and abilities! I was jazzed. {: So we had lunch, and then I took a nap. Ironically, it seems that whenever I take a nap or go to bed, whenever I wake up my family has disappeared. I suppose that's nice to know if I ever tire of them. Suffice it to say, the nap was fabulously spectacular. It was the kind where it felt like five hours' worth, but in reality was a scant one.
Happily, or unhappily, I woke up to my mom telling me my running buddy was waiting for me. -Sigh- It's true. Running, work, and a few other things [none of which I can remember] is pretty much all I've done this summer, and I've been completely happy with it. To some extent. I'm not saying that I'm a hard-core runner yet. But I'm not saying that I hate it either. Anywho, it was definitely a sluggish running day. It poured kiloliters on us as we were driving to the park! Kiloliters! It was huge. Happily, we didn't entirely have to run in it. {: It passed the direction we were NOT! going. :D Weraq.
I don't really have a third item to display emotion about. However, I will say that a very good friend and I went to dinner this evening. It was absolutely fabulous! It was his first time at Mongolian BBQ, so he was pretty much a n00b, but he did enjoy it, so I'm glad of that. Other than that, not a lot has happened that's blog-worthy. So I suppose I'll just stop there and scurry to bed or something. Cheers! :D
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Traffic, Passwords and Calories
Um whoa. I was late for the first time today to work.
Um whoa. I was so extremely embarrassed.
Um whoa. That's never going to happen again.
No kidding! Walking in 15 minutes late was pretty much like walking down the road to Hell and back. I don't even care if it was paved with adjectives! It was still awful! I even left in plenty of time! I gave myself 35 minutes to complete the 25 minute commute! Good gads! It all started when I decided to take State Street instead of Glenwood. Bad idea! State Street is backed up from Glenwood to Eagle Road! AND THE LINE IS CRAWLING!!! Uh yeah. It took me 30 minutes to get to Glenwood. NOT! Funny. So that left me five minutes to get to work, while I still had 20 minutes to go! Even not funnier! If there's anything I hate in this world that's road related, it's stupid drivers, inattentive drivers, and construction traffic with the aforementioned. MORONS! Ironically, a Snickers sounds really good right now. That's odd. I kicked sugar a few months ago. Strange....
Anywho, for work I was required to set up ten thousand new passwords. However, because I'm awesome, I tend to stick to ones that are quite related. However, I seemed to have a problem today when I kept entering the one I'd chosen for that system, and it kept rejecting me. My coworkers and boss were thinking I was crazy. Quite literally! I wouldn't have blamed them though. It turns out I wasn't crazy [as they were thinking], but I wasn't granted access to that system yet. Huzzah! :D I even changed my password three times to make sure I got in. Hooray for that jazz.
So.... Because yesterday was such a great run, I suppose today was destined not to be...? No really. It was... weird. I suppose I should preface by stating that I've been on a major health kick for a few months, and a hard-core no sugar regiment for almost a month. During this time period, I've pretty much restricted any crap out of my diet, and stuck with the lovely protein sources [i.e. soy, beans and corn, cottage cheese, ect.], fruits, vegetables, whole grains [i.e. old people fiber cereals (yeah, that's right, I rock the All-Bran Bran Buds!)], and occasionally some super carbs like a piece of toast or something. However, apparently today I didn't get enough calories, though I likely exceeded my protein count. Because of this, I didn't even feel like running. Did I know this before hand? No. Did I blame it on menstruation [another story entirely]? Partly. Did I whine about it to my mom? Naturally. Did I go more than thirty yards after getting to the park? No. Did we come back home and attempt a bike ride? Yes. Did I get past the first hill? Not really. Did we go home after that? Certainly. Do I still feel like a jelly fish inside? True story. Have I ever understood rhetorical questions? Always.
I suppose I'm just whining about how almost anorexic I am again. Only not really, because I feel no motivation to continue my stupid cross country training. I hope I'm just in a bad mood and will feel ten thousand times better and more excited to run tomorrow. I hope I'm antsy at work because I want to be running. I hope that because I didn't run today I'll want to run twice as long tomorrow. I hope that my body functions properly and my knees don't freeze up so I can run twice as long tomorrow. I hope I eat enough calories tomorrow to think clearly. I hope I don't repeat my 4th through 6th grade eating disorder. I hope I reshape my body naturally; like normal people. I hope I accidently reshape my body because of a new love for running. I hope I sleep well tonight. Cheers.
Um whoa. I was so extremely embarrassed.
Um whoa. That's never going to happen again.
No kidding! Walking in 15 minutes late was pretty much like walking down the road to Hell and back. I don't even care if it was paved with adjectives! It was still awful! I even left in plenty of time! I gave myself 35 minutes to complete the 25 minute commute! Good gads! It all started when I decided to take State Street instead of Glenwood. Bad idea! State Street is backed up from Glenwood to Eagle Road! AND THE LINE IS CRAWLING!!! Uh yeah. It took me 30 minutes to get to Glenwood. NOT! Funny. So that left me five minutes to get to work, while I still had 20 minutes to go! Even not funnier! If there's anything I hate in this world that's road related, it's stupid drivers, inattentive drivers, and construction traffic with the aforementioned. MORONS! Ironically, a Snickers sounds really good right now. That's odd. I kicked sugar a few months ago. Strange....
Anywho, for work I was required to set up ten thousand new passwords. However, because I'm awesome, I tend to stick to ones that are quite related. However, I seemed to have a problem today when I kept entering the one I'd chosen for that system, and it kept rejecting me. My coworkers and boss were thinking I was crazy. Quite literally! I wouldn't have blamed them though. It turns out I wasn't crazy [as they were thinking], but I wasn't granted access to that system yet. Huzzah! :D I even changed my password three times to make sure I got in. Hooray for that jazz.
So.... Because yesterday was such a great run, I suppose today was destined not to be...? No really. It was... weird. I suppose I should preface by stating that I've been on a major health kick for a few months, and a hard-core no sugar regiment for almost a month. During this time period, I've pretty much restricted any crap out of my diet, and stuck with the lovely protein sources [i.e. soy, beans and corn, cottage cheese, ect.], fruits, vegetables, whole grains [i.e. old people fiber cereals (yeah, that's right, I rock the All-Bran Bran Buds!)], and occasionally some super carbs like a piece of toast or something. However, apparently today I didn't get enough calories, though I likely exceeded my protein count. Because of this, I didn't even feel like running. Did I know this before hand? No. Did I blame it on menstruation [another story entirely]? Partly. Did I whine about it to my mom? Naturally. Did I go more than thirty yards after getting to the park? No. Did we come back home and attempt a bike ride? Yes. Did I get past the first hill? Not really. Did we go home after that? Certainly. Do I still feel like a jelly fish inside? True story. Have I ever understood rhetorical questions? Always.
I suppose I'm just whining about how almost anorexic I am again. Only not really, because I feel no motivation to continue my stupid cross country training. I hope I'm just in a bad mood and will feel ten thousand times better and more excited to run tomorrow. I hope I'm antsy at work because I want to be running. I hope that because I didn't run today I'll want to run twice as long tomorrow. I hope that my body functions properly and my knees don't freeze up so I can run twice as long tomorrow. I hope I eat enough calories tomorrow to think clearly. I hope I don't repeat my 4th through 6th grade eating disorder. I hope I reshape my body naturally; like normal people. I hope I accidently reshape my body because of a new love for running. I hope I sleep well tonight. Cheers.
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