Tuesday, September 13, 2005

September 11th -17th

Saturday :: Love movies with friends -- Hate loud ghetto people at the movies.

  • Love :: We went and saw The Exorcism of Emily Rose. It was okay. Some parts were jump material. Overall it had a very interesting story.
  • Hate :: If people can't handle scary movies, and scream at every damn thing... why do they go and torture everyone else with their shrill shrieks? WTF?

Friday :: Love 'chillaxin' -- Hate assholes.

  • Love :: We had a little get together at the house. We mainly played "Asshole" and a few of the guys played Beer Pong. So much drinking, wow. It was nice to just chill and relax though in company of the peeps. The married couple was nice enough to grace us with their presence.
  • Hate :: Ales & Assholes, one hell of a combination. When some people get together, things collide, and people start acting a little evil towards another. Jerks.

Thursday :: Love hair -- Hate Taco Bell

  • Love :: I was bored. Yes. I cut my hair. 11 inches off. And I'm shipping the braid off to Locks of Love. December '04 I didn't realize they needed a certain length, til after I had chopped it. (7 inches... 3 too short of acceptable). I tried a temporary dye, it was so bright. It just added red highlight to my highlights and a lil burgundy to my black. Its just free and crazy now. I LOVE it!
  • Hate :: One sentence after this shall explain it all. TheyNO longer sell CrunchWraps!!!

Photo :: Short Hair

Wednesday :: Love Renaissance fair -- Hate rain

  • Love :: Last year I had gone to the Ren fair. Its was pretty interesting: the shows, presentations, events. I hope to pick up a nice sword this year. I don't expect to dress up or anything, not my steez. I just know I'll have alot of fun.
  • Hate :: I woke up late, as the uninspiring cloudy sky didn't let the sun reveal itself to my internal clock, which is solar powered. Thank goodness I didn't wear a white shirt today. I would have felt a level of uncomfortability at work. Yesterday was beautiful. What the hell happened?

Tuesday :: Love kids -- Hate soda machines

  • Love :: Aww. Babies are so cute. Kids are so cute. Some of these youngins nowadays say and the most interesting things! Its like they are grown or something. Lil smart asses. Lil geniuses. Lil talented kiddles. Talkative too, sheez. So CUTE!!!
  • Hate :: Stupid soda machine next door. It says Code Red, but pops out grape. Coke pops out Pepsi. It has labels over labels, on top of other labels. Oh well. I just get stuck with 7up! WTF!
Monday :: Love flowers -- Hate hectic Monday morning work
  • Love :: It pays to tell someone that you're having a rough day at work. I got a beautiful arrangement of flowers (roses, lilies, ...um some... uh.. I wish I remembered flower names) from my sweetie. [Sara - Thought you could use a pick me up. "Love to love to love ya"] I was in awe that I had flowers to me, as it was just a random day that I figured would amount to nothing. So, sweet!!
  • Hate :: Monday morning: Phone calls. Procedures. Mistakes. Questions. Arguments. Questions. Requests. Problems. Problems. Food during Procedures. Food & Break. Phone calls. Emails. Headache. Stress. Then came the flowers to stop that nonsense.

Photos: Flowers

Sunday :: Love football -- Hate leftovers

  • Love :: Yay football. I'm just satisfied that I understand how the game works. Its a riot to see the guys love a team, but hate a player because its on their fantasy football opponents team. The Giants kicked serious ass!! *cheer* Nevertheless, I was 3/3. All faves; the Broncos (4), Rams (4), & Chargers (5) did me in. Ah well, I forgot I don't play the Broncos or Bengals. Some bad mojo since last year. It had been a while, so I forgot, everytime I pick either of those teams they lose. I don't pick em, they win. Argh!!
  • Hate :: I was hungry for a snack. But someone ate all of the popcorn. I found some pasta salad in the fridge (Love that stuff). I didn't realize it was half bad. What the hell. I just felt sick (psychologically) cause I realized that I ate some shit that wasn't right. But, my stomach was okay. Good. Note to self: Get everyone to put dates on the leftovers. *Blech!*

Photo: Magna Doodle

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