Baa-Baa

I feel rather sheepish...being as I am a girl and tend to stress needlessly over boy related things. So on Monday I dropped this boy off at the airport for a short fun Florida trip. He told me he would be back thursday at 10:30 and I offered to pick him up, so the plan was that he would call me to let me know if he wanted me to still pick him up or not. So I sat around last night figuring that he had to call me wednesday night because of the time difference and that his flight would be leaving early thurs morning. I even went as far as to argue in my head that the bars close at 2am which would be 11pm my time so I might get a late call from him. So no call. I got all stressed and whiny and pouty. I figured when he got in this morning I might get a call. He called a little while ago. He is still in Forida. His flight comes in at 10:30 tonight and he wants me to meet up with him and stay the night. All that freaking worrying and analyzing and stressing for nothing. I am officially a lame-o. It just seems totally unfair that girls are made like this and guys aren't. Girls sit around thinking about guys and getting all giddy and then disecting every word a guy says to her and what the hidden secret meanings are and when he said he wanted to hang out did he really mean he wanted to and when he said that I looked nice did he really mean my butt looked big and guys are basically thinking...mmm...beer.....

The same thing every time

Everytime I go to kickboxing I work up a pretty good sweat, so while I come home feeling all proud of myself and sore in a good way, I am rather the stinky girl. This is not a good thing when you are dragged by fellow kickboxing roommates out to dinner (shame after working off all those calories) or dragged grocery shopping or to get gas. So when I come home I am still in said stinky state. But the longer I wait before jumping in the shower the more I am able to jusify that the sweat is dry and not nearly as stinky and that sleeping is a better option and waiting to shower til morning. Then I get that feeling where it is like I can't sleep knowing I didn't brush my teeth and I start to feel guilty if I don't shower, that the stinky dried sweat will crawl off my body and contaminate my sheets for every night thereafter if I don't shower. This is a major dilemma. Also sweat makes me break out sometimes hence giving another reason to shower. It is just that after the shower I feel like someone injected me with caffeine and I am wide awake. Sigh...to be so lucky as to worry over the trivial....I am off to shower.

Running to stand still

On a busy city street, steam rising from sewers below, taste of something tainted on the breeze, cars whirring by, horns honking, lights flashing, people bustling, shouting, jostling shoulders impact my body, shoving, pushing, stumbling, cold biting wind picking up, squinting to deter dirt and dust, it is all I can do to remain stationary. Zoom out...a girl, standing still in solitary, eyes squeezed tightly shut, noises falling on deaf ears, trying not to wake up in a world that just keeps moving around her.

Too much tube

Ok so the other night I am almost positive I wasn't dreaming. There was a commercial for some restaurant/fast food with Kermit and Miss Piggy. And Miss Piggy said she wanted 3 bacon/sausage/slash pig product meals....and asked Kermie what he wanted. That is really disturbing to me that Miss Piggy is gonna scarf down on her relatives and someone deemed this a good ad campaign.

So wait...

Does anyone actually watch Battlebots? That show irritates me beyond belief. Comedy Central usually
has quality programs. This just seems like a waste though. I never liked remote control cars of trucks when I was little and the appeal of grown men beating up eachothers remote control creations just seems really lame-o.

And then there are the Pantene ads that air during every freaking commercial break. Like men who watch Battlebots actually want to wash their hair with girly pantene.I always used to mock advertising and their wasted attempts on trying to convince me to buy their products. And then I went to Target and scoured the shelves for Pantene. I will not however submit to MC Hammer's bad acting and pathetic loan company...
Guy: But why are you in my toolbox?
MC H: Cuz I'm the Hammer baby!

The worst part was when they closed their eyes

Saw About A Boy yesterday....what a great flick...the giggle factor was through the roof. I can't help it. I am the biggest sucker for Hugh Grant and his silly weird facial expressions. I think I am also a very sappy girl who likes stories about people changing and opening up and all that cheesy stuff. Plus being the nice gal I am I always feel bad for the nerdy misfit characters and get all excited when they come into their own and are still dorky but in a cool way. Not that I was ever uncool. But I can see how it might be if someone was....yah....

Ok enough of that

Here I am. Unemployed and relaxing and strangely satisfied with myself...been doing a lot of me things and spending me time with who else but me.
Although I do feel rather boring since there aren't that many exciting things going on in my life. I have memorized all the daytime programming....If that isn't an accomplishment I don't know what is.