So, I've started up my coughing again.
That "I feel like there's something in the back of my throat when I try to breathe, so I end up doing a pretty big cough" kinda cough.
It's a throat cough, not a chest cough. But it's a cough.
But, I'm doing the coughing. The coworker of mine who sits in the next cube over (I swear I need to get nicknames for these peeps) keeps saying "Bless You."
So, I finally responded -- "Thanks. I think I have Swine Flu -- and I've had Swine Flu since before it was cool to have Swine Flu!"
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
A Blog o' Tweets!
I felt unmotivated to do any real posting today, but I had some great Twitter Updates that I figured I'd share. In order of earliest to latest, and not in the Twitter Timeline order.
http://twitpic.com/4rxnr - I've been Rick-Rolled!
@Fran429 Yes 'cuz the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog!
YES! Keyboard Cat plays off this week's News of the Absurd podcast!
#FollowFriday @nerdist @newsoftheabsurd @chickenpoppod
@PinkPrincessRun Gee... now I have that song stuck in my head... and I haven't seen that video in forever... time to find it...
aahh.. yes... here we go! http://tinyurl.com/66hewz
http://tinyurl.com/osq7sf -- 303,000 text messages in a month? DAYUMN! Does that girl sleep?
http://tinyurl.com/coxd2s -- OMG, I love The Onion!
Um....yeah. Just...watch this. IT IS REAL. http://tinyurl.com/cu3kj7 (via @nerdest via @paulscheer)
Ok, it's 4pm and I JUST realized my underwear is on inside-out.
'Nuff said!
http://twitpic.com/4rxnr - I've been Rick-Rolled!
@Fran429 Yes 'cuz the quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog!
YES! Keyboard Cat plays off this week's News of the Absurd podcast!
#FollowFriday @nerdist @newsoftheabsurd @chickenpoppod
@PinkPrincessRun Gee... now I have that song stuck in my head... and I haven't seen that video in forever... time to find it...
aahh.. yes... here we go! http://tinyurl.com/66hewz
http://tinyurl.com/osq7sf -- 303,000 text messages in a month? DAYUMN! Does that girl sleep?
http://tinyurl.com/coxd2s -- OMG, I love The Onion!
Um....yeah. Just...watch this. IT IS REAL. http://tinyurl.com/cu3kj7 (via @nerdest via @paulscheer)
Ok, it's 4pm and I JUST realized my underwear is on inside-out.
'Nuff said!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
From the desk of "This can't REALLY happen, can it?"
So, I work in Downtown Atlanta. Our director decided he wanted to do something special for some award winners we have in our department. A cupcake cake in the shape of a star was ordered.
I took one look at the cake and said "I have to go back and get my phone. People won't believe me without a picture."
After I took a picture, someone else commented, "That must have came from MLK or somewhere else in the ghetto."
It tasted good, though (well, as good as overwhipped sugary whipped topping can be).
I took one look at the cake and said "I have to go back and get my phone. People won't believe me without a picture."
After I took a picture, someone else commented, "That must have came from MLK or somewhere else in the ghetto."
It tasted good, though (well, as good as overwhipped sugary whipped topping can be).
Randomness
So, I just had to print out an org chart for Ops and Strategy. So I start singing "Ops and Strategy... Ops and Strategy... Ops and Strategy... Strategy and Ops..." (like the "Milk and Cereal" song)
I don't think he got it.
Last night was Cinco de Mayo. We went out to Los Bravos for dinner. Some white chick was the live band. I found that weird. Then she started singing covers of Joan Jett (I Love Rock and Roll), Carrie Underwood (Before He Cheats), and Gretchen Wilson (I'm Here For The Party).
She was horrible. Besides, who invites WHITE PEOPLE to sing for CINCO DE MAYO?
My tummy's been off for some unknown reason. I doubt it's swine flu.
Someone finally noticed the fact I dyed my hair. Took 'til Wednesday. Crazy people I work with... don't notice things and have never seen The Never Ending Story.
I didn't sleep well last night. I'm unmotivated today. And I probably won't finish working until after 9pm due to a 9pm deadline on turning things into us.
I think I'm done rambling.
I don't think he got it.
Last night was Cinco de Mayo. We went out to Los Bravos for dinner. Some white chick was the live band. I found that weird. Then she started singing covers of Joan Jett (I Love Rock and Roll), Carrie Underwood (Before He Cheats), and Gretchen Wilson (I'm Here For The Party).
She was horrible. Besides, who invites WHITE PEOPLE to sing for CINCO DE MAYO?
My tummy's been off for some unknown reason. I doubt it's swine flu.
Someone finally noticed the fact I dyed my hair. Took 'til Wednesday. Crazy people I work with... don't notice things and have never seen The Never Ending Story.
I didn't sleep well last night. I'm unmotivated today. And I probably won't finish working until after 9pm due to a 9pm deadline on turning things into us.
I think I'm done rambling.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Sink o' Mayo!
Happy Cinco de Mayo!
The day where everyone pretends to be a Mexican by drinking cervezas and partying it up. (Yet they don't do lawn work?)
Every Cinco de Mayo in the past few years, I'm reminded of a celebration we did.
Back when I was working at The Suffix, I was a member of the "Fun Team." We organized cheap fun events throughout the year to break up the mundane existence around the office. Sure we didn't want to see our fellow coworkers more than we had to, but getting a break every now and then was awesome.
Anyway, we held this Cinco de Mayo potluck lunch in the office. It was a blast! We had a (virgin) margarita machine, piñata, and games. Of course, the game I was all about I had heard on the radio a year before: Sink o' Mayo!
On the radio, they had this giant sink filled with mayonaise and prizes (well, not the prize itself, but a card saying what they won). So I took a page out of their book and put prize cards in ziplock bags and dumped a couple Costco-sized containers of mayonaise over them.
The look on my coworkers faces was priceless.
Of course, everyone was afraid to even stick their hand in this gooey goopy gunk. It's not like there's a restroom nearby where they can wash their hands. Wimps, I tell ya!
Then we had one person go for the gusto! She reached her whole hand down in the mayo-filled bucket, slopped it around, pulled out a number of ziplock bags, put them back in, and got into it deep!
The smell was starting to get to me. I didn't realize how bad mayo smelled until you have it sloshing around big time with you.
Anyways, after about 2 minutes of just sloshing around the mayo, she pulled out a prize ticket and actually won the grand prize!
She went and cleaned off her hands and came back raving at how soft her hands were after her mayo manicure. She smelled like a rancid salad, but her hands were nice and soft.
Sometimes I miss those days, but it seems all the hilariously fun people have left The Suffix, either willingly or unwillingly. But, it also gives an opportunity for me to attempt to bring things like that to The Company!
The day where everyone pretends to be a Mexican by drinking cervezas and partying it up. (Yet they don't do lawn work?)
Every Cinco de Mayo in the past few years, I'm reminded of a celebration we did.
Back when I was working at The Suffix, I was a member of the "Fun Team." We organized cheap fun events throughout the year to break up the mundane existence around the office. Sure we didn't want to see our fellow coworkers more than we had to, but getting a break every now and then was awesome.
Anyway, we held this Cinco de Mayo potluck lunch in the office. It was a blast! We had a (virgin) margarita machine, piñata, and games. Of course, the game I was all about I had heard on the radio a year before: Sink o' Mayo!
On the radio, they had this giant sink filled with mayonaise and prizes (well, not the prize itself, but a card saying what they won). So I took a page out of their book and put prize cards in ziplock bags and dumped a couple Costco-sized containers of mayonaise over them.
The look on my coworkers faces was priceless.
Of course, everyone was afraid to even stick their hand in this gooey goopy gunk. It's not like there's a restroom nearby where they can wash their hands. Wimps, I tell ya!
Then we had one person go for the gusto! She reached her whole hand down in the mayo-filled bucket, slopped it around, pulled out a number of ziplock bags, put them back in, and got into it deep!
The smell was starting to get to me. I didn't realize how bad mayo smelled until you have it sloshing around big time with you.
Anyways, after about 2 minutes of just sloshing around the mayo, she pulled out a prize ticket and actually won the grand prize!
She went and cleaned off her hands and came back raving at how soft her hands were after her mayo manicure. She smelled like a rancid salad, but her hands were nice and soft.
Sometimes I miss those days, but it seems all the hilariously fun people have left The Suffix, either willingly or unwillingly. But, it also gives an opportunity for me to attempt to bring things like that to The Company!
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
How to glue your ass together
So, back in October, I read this article. It intrigued me. Made me wonder "Hrmm.. is it really that awesome?"
Then, of course, sometime in the past, I read that Wax is NOT your friend. Honestly, I almost peed my pants reading that. I know it's not an everyday occurrence, but still.
But, the article still made me want to try it. At least once.
I had even asked my salon friend if she knew of anyone who did it for guys (since not every waxing place wants to see my ding-a-ling). She suggested Waxing by Andreia. I called and found it was $55 for guys. I seriously pondered, but never saved the cash.
My really awesome boyfriend has been known to partake in this waxing ordeal in the past. He looks HAWT all smooth. So he bought some wax and we tried it on me.
After dinner, we got home and started the wax melting in the pot. Good heavens that took a long time! Anyways, when it got close, I hopped in the shower to make sure I was all clean.
Then he asked me to hop on all fours. Not particularly the most comfortable position on the floor. My poor knees. Anyways, I did and he sprayed something on my hind region. Then he powdered up my bum. Finally, he got a gob of wax and spread it on an area.
It was warm. I'll let you know that. But not painful warm. Kinda like you first sitting in a steaming hot bath. But I got used to it. The wax hardened... Then he told me to breathe and brace myself.
*RIP*
It wasn't THAT bad. Kinda like a bandage being pulled off. I felt behind me and it was quite smooth. I saw the wax piece (which was about the size of a Chick-Fil-A Nugget Sauce Container) and it had hairs in it pulled out by the roots!
"This isn't going to be horrible", I thought to myself. So we went for a few more areas.
Not too bad.
Then a piece of wax didn't quite stay in one piece as it was ripped off. That hurt. It took a couple more grips before he was able to pull it off. I ended up leaning forward to the point where my bum relaxed back together.
Except I had forgotten that there was another bit of wax there. That was still soft.
So, it glued my buttcheeks together. Not exactly a pleasant feeling. Not one I could describe, either. But, my buttcheeks were worse than superglued together. I start laughing harder because I'm remembering the wax is NOT your friend story (see above). I couldn't help it.
So, here I am with my buttcheeks glued together and I need to reassume the position so I can get it removed. After a couple tugs, it came out. I now had freedom to poop again!
Things weren't really bad until we got to my ball sack. Now, my balls can't decide if they want to hang low or high. But last night, they decided to be high. Probably because they knew what was coming. High balls meant the skin was shriveled some. Imagine that with wax and the pulling.... Yeah... it smarted!
Midnight comes and we got my butt crack to my left nut completed. Too tired to continue, we called it a night and vowed to finish the rest later. And, since it's not as bad as I thought it would be (and I'm ENJOYING the new smoothness), I'm looking forward to the finishing! :)
Then, of course, sometime in the past, I read that Wax is NOT your friend. Honestly, I almost peed my pants reading that. I know it's not an everyday occurrence, but still.
But, the article still made me want to try it. At least once.
I had even asked my salon friend if she knew of anyone who did it for guys (since not every waxing place wants to see my ding-a-ling). She suggested Waxing by Andreia. I called and found it was $55 for guys. I seriously pondered, but never saved the cash.
My really awesome boyfriend has been known to partake in this waxing ordeal in the past. He looks HAWT all smooth. So he bought some wax and we tried it on me.
After dinner, we got home and started the wax melting in the pot. Good heavens that took a long time! Anyways, when it got close, I hopped in the shower to make sure I was all clean.
Then he asked me to hop on all fours. Not particularly the most comfortable position on the floor. My poor knees. Anyways, I did and he sprayed something on my hind region. Then he powdered up my bum. Finally, he got a gob of wax and spread it on an area.
It was warm. I'll let you know that. But not painful warm. Kinda like you first sitting in a steaming hot bath. But I got used to it. The wax hardened... Then he told me to breathe and brace myself.
*RIP*
It wasn't THAT bad. Kinda like a bandage being pulled off. I felt behind me and it was quite smooth. I saw the wax piece (which was about the size of a Chick-Fil-A Nugget Sauce Container) and it had hairs in it pulled out by the roots!
"This isn't going to be horrible", I thought to myself. So we went for a few more areas.
Not too bad.
Then a piece of wax didn't quite stay in one piece as it was ripped off. That hurt. It took a couple more grips before he was able to pull it off. I ended up leaning forward to the point where my bum relaxed back together.
Except I had forgotten that there was another bit of wax there. That was still soft.
So, it glued my buttcheeks together. Not exactly a pleasant feeling. Not one I could describe, either. But, my buttcheeks were worse than superglued together. I start laughing harder because I'm remembering the wax is NOT your friend story (see above). I couldn't help it.
So, here I am with my buttcheeks glued together and I need to reassume the position so I can get it removed. After a couple tugs, it came out. I now had freedom to poop again!
Things weren't really bad until we got to my ball sack. Now, my balls can't decide if they want to hang low or high. But last night, they decided to be high. Probably because they knew what was coming. High balls meant the skin was shriveled some. Imagine that with wax and the pulling.... Yeah... it smarted!
Midnight comes and we got my butt crack to my left nut completed. Too tired to continue, we called it a night and vowed to finish the rest later. And, since it's not as bad as I thought it would be (and I'm ENJOYING the new smoothness), I'm looking forward to the finishing! :)
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Cowabunga Dude!
So, ChickenPopPod happened to tweet this link today.
I got excited and disgusted at the same time. So, now, I'm torn.
I grew up watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. They were AWESOME! And I was SO EXCITED when the movie came out! (and it was pretty cool that I lived one town over from Northampton, MA where the Turtles were created).
Anyways, the first movie was EXCELLENT for something that was from an Independent Company. Not a huge budget, but a lot of entertainment.
The second movie... well... Not as great as the first. Most sequels aren't.
The third... well... I don't even like to acknowledge that it exists (kinda like the Home Alone series)
TMNT was great! It went back to what made the Turtle franchise awesome! I was Shell Shocked afterwards. In fact, I went to see it TWICE in the theaters (that's unheard of from me with movie prices hitting $11, and you can now only use a college discount on THURSDAYS).
Now, the announcement of ANOTHER movie? And going back to this whole "Live Action" thing... If it was another animated, I'd be excited, especially if it was done in the same fashion as TMNT. But, my fear is it's going to be as bad as Turtles in Time. I guess only time will tell... Check back in 2011 for what I think of it. 'Cuz you know I'll HAVE to see it.
I got excited and disgusted at the same time. So, now, I'm torn.
I grew up watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. They were AWESOME! And I was SO EXCITED when the movie came out! (and it was pretty cool that I lived one town over from Northampton, MA where the Turtles were created).
Anyways, the first movie was EXCELLENT for something that was from an Independent Company. Not a huge budget, but a lot of entertainment.
The second movie... well... Not as great as the first. Most sequels aren't.
The third... well... I don't even like to acknowledge that it exists (kinda like the Home Alone series)
TMNT was great! It went back to what made the Turtle franchise awesome! I was Shell Shocked afterwards. In fact, I went to see it TWICE in the theaters (that's unheard of from me with movie prices hitting $11, and you can now only use a college discount on THURSDAYS).
Now, the announcement of ANOTHER movie? And going back to this whole "Live Action" thing... If it was another animated, I'd be excited, especially if it was done in the same fashion as TMNT. But, my fear is it's going to be as bad as Turtles in Time. I guess only time will tell... Check back in 2011 for what I think of it. 'Cuz you know I'll HAVE to see it.
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