Yeah!!!
"E" convinced me today to just take the exam and get it over with. Well, I decided to follow her advice. It was extremely difficult and very time consuming. I took three practice tests (2 hours each test) and there were two actual exams. I have been taking tests for the past ten hours. But you know what?
I PASSED!
I am officially SANS GCFA Silver certified. I know it doesn't mean much to most people, but it means a lot to me. It was a tough battle the past week cramming for the exams. Now that it is officially over, nothing left to do but party. Cool, I still have 1.5 hours left of the year. I have so much partying to do in so little time.
Saturday, December 31, 2005
The time has come
Well, I guess the time has come to announce my new year's resolutions. I normally don't make resolutions because I know that it doesn't really mean much. It's just a way to make me feel better about "attempting" to change something about myself. It's fine to talk the talk, but it means nothing if you don't walk the walk.
But this year is different. This will be the first time I actually put my resolutions in writing and out there for the world to see no less. So, my thoughts on this have changed. If I place this out for the world to see, perhaps it would encourage me to actually achieve these resolutions next year before 2006 ends. I have also put great thought into my resolutions this year. Since I may actually try to achieve these resolutions, I better make them achievable. Without further ado, here they are (ranked in no particular order).
1) Take a swim class before the summer.
2) Take a Spanish class this year. I know one class is not going to make a world of difference, but it's a start.
3) Learn to play the guitar.
4) Be able to run 26.2 miles by the end of the year. I want to run in the 2007 Houston Marathon.
5) Make three new friends. I have realized the importance of friendship this year. And I mean true friends, not just acquaintances.
6) Read fifteen new books (not computer books). I love to read, but usually do not make the time to read more often.
7) Travel to someplace new this year. It has been a while since I have been somewhere new.
8) Drink more water than caffeinated drinks. This is the one that will be the hardest. Ah, my precious coffee. But if I do this every day, then I know I will have kept my resolution at the end of the year.
9) See at least one play, one symphony, and one opera before the year ends. How else can I grow as an individual?
10) Go camping with my daughter at least twice before the year ends. She enjoyed the camping so much last time. I think this would create wonderful memories for her as she grows older.
I think ten new year's resolutions are enough to keep me growing throughout the year. I have the standard "eat better" or "exercise more" ones as well. But honestly that should be all the time, not just this next year. The obsessive compulsive side of me wanted things I could check off a list or could actually quantify. "Yep, I drank three glasses of water today and only two cups of coffee". I know, I know, it's a little crazy and compulsive, but that's who I am (See "E", we all have a little Monk in us).
I hope everyone has a safe and Happy New Year! Don't drive and drink, oops strike that reverse it. And I'll see everyone on the other side (of the year that is).
Friday, December 30, 2005
The end is nigh
My winter vacation is almost over. It's seems to have gone by so fast. I didn't even get to sit around and watch movies like I had planned last week. This studying crap sucks. Anyway, I kind of feel like that guy in 25th hour. Except that I'm not going to prison and won't have some guy poke me in the booty. And instead of 25 hours, I actually have like three days left. But other than that, it's just like in that movie. I feel as though I don't have enough time left on the clock to appreciate all the things life has left to offer me.
So I will study again today, but will enjoy the weekend with "E". The new year is approaching so fast. Only two days left of this year. I'm actually pretty exited for the new year. With a new year, brings new fortune (and fortune in a karma sense, not in a financial sense).
So I will study again today, but will enjoy the weekend with "E". The new year is approaching so fast. Only two days left of this year. I'm actually pretty exited for the new year. With a new year, brings new fortune (and fortune in a karma sense, not in a financial sense).
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Round Two
Okay, I'm back at Diedrich's to study some more for this stupid test. I've been here for a little while and for some strange reason I have this need to release a little more information about me. It's like an obsession now.
Some more things about me (unnumbered this time since I don't want them ranked)
- I have always lived with someone for the past 31 years of my life. I just realized eight months ago, that I have never lived by myself. I have lived with my family, girlfriends, or roommates. And you know what? I love living by myself. I thoroughly enjoy the silence now. At first, the silence would kill me. I couldn't stand for my place to be quiet, so I would leave the TV on or the radio playing ALL THE TIME.
- I am of Hispanic heritage, but I don't know Spanish. I took Spanish classes for four years during High School and was pretty proficient at the time, but now not so much. In fact, pretty much not at all. I can understand some, but I can not speak the language at all. I am actually starting to be more ashamed of this fact. I don't want my daughter to grow up without learning a second language. It's not completely my fault though. I lived in a predominately black neighborhood and went to a predominately white church. So I was never around enough Hispanics to encourage me to learn. In the end though, it is my fault because I knew a great deal of Spanish but did not retain it.
- I love to sing, but I have a terrible singing voice. Can you believe that I have never taken a singing lesson in my life? Those who have heard me sing can believe it.
- I consider myself smart, but it took me eight years to get a bachelor's degree. I went to three different universities, had four different majors, and one higher education degree. I think subconsciously, this is part of my fear for getting my masters. If it took me eight years to get a bachelor's degree, how freaking long will it take for me to get a masters?
- I am a left-brain thinker, but I try every day to improve my right-brain side. My ultimate goal is to be a whole brain thinker.
- I like to people watch, but ironically I get nervous when other people watch me.
- I love caffeine (a whole lot) and not imagine a world without coffee, Dr. Pepper, or energy drinks.
Okay, so here is some more information about me. I think this is really more for my reference a year from now. That way I can compare who I am as an individual a year from now.
Some more things about me (unnumbered this time since I don't want them ranked)
- I have always lived with someone for the past 31 years of my life. I just realized eight months ago, that I have never lived by myself. I have lived with my family, girlfriends, or roommates. And you know what? I love living by myself. I thoroughly enjoy the silence now. At first, the silence would kill me. I couldn't stand for my place to be quiet, so I would leave the TV on or the radio playing ALL THE TIME.
- I am of Hispanic heritage, but I don't know Spanish. I took Spanish classes for four years during High School and was pretty proficient at the time, but now not so much. In fact, pretty much not at all. I can understand some, but I can not speak the language at all. I am actually starting to be more ashamed of this fact. I don't want my daughter to grow up without learning a second language. It's not completely my fault though. I lived in a predominately black neighborhood and went to a predominately white church. So I was never around enough Hispanics to encourage me to learn. In the end though, it is my fault because I knew a great deal of Spanish but did not retain it.
- I love to sing, but I have a terrible singing voice. Can you believe that I have never taken a singing lesson in my life? Those who have heard me sing can believe it.
- I consider myself smart, but it took me eight years to get a bachelor's degree. I went to three different universities, had four different majors, and one higher education degree. I think subconsciously, this is part of my fear for getting my masters. If it took me eight years to get a bachelor's degree, how freaking long will it take for me to get a masters?
- I am a left-brain thinker, but I try every day to improve my right-brain side. My ultimate goal is to be a whole brain thinker.
- I like to people watch, but ironically I get nervous when other people watch me.
- I love caffeine (a whole lot) and not imagine a world without coffee, Dr. Pepper, or energy drinks.
Okay, so here is some more information about me. I think this is really more for my reference a year from now. That way I can compare who I am as an individual a year from now.
Leave it to Beaver
I was eating lunch in a bar today and could not believe what I saw. There was this guy (around 21 or 22) in a smoker's jacket with his girlfriend. And what does he pull out? A pipe! He lights it up and starts smoking it like he's from the 50's. I was having flashbacks of the Leave it to Beaver episodes. "Now Wally, (takes a puff of his pipe) make sure you and the Beave don't get into any trouble."
It was a funny sight indeed.
That's Hot
I was told that Paris Hilton is retiring the phrase "That's Hot" this year. The new phrase for next year is "That's sexy". So if she is not going to use that phrase anymore, than I will make it my official phrase for next year. But being Mexican and all (or close enough to it), I will change it to Spanish.
"Es caliente"
Actually, I think that translates to "is hot" and not really "that's hot". I don't know how to say the correct phrase in Spanish, so it will have to do. Kinda funny really. Because that's what they always say at Mexican restaurants when they bring you the food. "Es caliente". They are referring to the plates. Do not touch the plates because they are hot. Who knew, all this time that we had a little bit of Paris in us?
"Es caliente"
Actually, I think that translates to "is hot" and not really "that's hot". I don't know how to say the correct phrase in Spanish, so it will have to do. Kinda funny really. Because that's what they always say at Mexican restaurants when they bring you the food. "Es caliente". They are referring to the plates. Do not touch the plates because they are hot. Who knew, all this time that we had a little bit of Paris in us?
Some Interesting Things (or Not) about Me
I have seen this on so many blogs before. "Top 100 things about me" or even better "99 things about me". What the hell? Are you that lazy that you can't think of one more thing and make it an even 100?
So instead, I will just list some random things about me in no particular order. Hell, I might even make up some stuff just to spice things up.
1.) I saw "Jaws" when I was a very little boy and it scared the crap out of me. I was afraid to even take a bath after that movie.
2.) I don't know how to swim. I just learned how to float on my back a couple of years ago. Oh yeah, and I can dog paddle. I do a mean dog paddle. See #1 as to why I didn't want to get into any form of water (pool, ocean, or river).
3.) I watched my first scary movie when I was five years old and have been hooked ever since.
4.) I had that same clown in "Poltergeist" that attacked the little boy. It scared the living shit out of me after seeing the movie.
5.) I have had paranormal experiences in my life (involving ghosts).
6.) I want to travel the world, but have only been to various places in North America and South America.
7.) I am afraid that I will not be a good dad at times.
8.) I am addicted to DVD movies. I currently own well over 300 movies and counting.
9.) I did not like computers until my sophomore year of college. I was always good with them, I just never understood the fascination with them. Now, I could not imagine my life without one.
10.) I was a hopeless romantic in the past. I want to believe in "happily ever after", but life has jaded my view on that topic. With all that has happened in my life lately, I'm more paranoid than normal. Hopefully, I will become a romantic fool again.
This is just a small glimpse of my psyche. I am a complex person (or I would like to believe I am) that is always changing. I think I will list more things about me in the future. To truly know who you are as a person, you need to not hide anything from anyone. I still have a lot of things deep down inside that not many people have seen. Perhaps one day, I will let the rest of the world learn who I really am.
Almost forgot, I was lying about the "make up some stuff" part. All of the above items are true.
So instead, I will just list some random things about me in no particular order. Hell, I might even make up some stuff just to spice things up.
1.) I saw "Jaws" when I was a very little boy and it scared the crap out of me. I was afraid to even take a bath after that movie.
2.) I don't know how to swim. I just learned how to float on my back a couple of years ago. Oh yeah, and I can dog paddle. I do a mean dog paddle. See #1 as to why I didn't want to get into any form of water (pool, ocean, or river).
3.) I watched my first scary movie when I was five years old and have been hooked ever since.
4.) I had that same clown in "Poltergeist" that attacked the little boy. It scared the living shit out of me after seeing the movie.
5.) I have had paranormal experiences in my life (involving ghosts).
6.) I want to travel the world, but have only been to various places in North America and South America.
7.) I am afraid that I will not be a good dad at times.
8.) I am addicted to DVD movies. I currently own well over 300 movies and counting.
9.) I did not like computers until my sophomore year of college. I was always good with them, I just never understood the fascination with them. Now, I could not imagine my life without one.
10.) I was a hopeless romantic in the past. I want to believe in "happily ever after", but life has jaded my view on that topic. With all that has happened in my life lately, I'm more paranoid than normal. Hopefully, I will become a romantic fool again.
This is just a small glimpse of my psyche. I am a complex person (or I would like to believe I am) that is always changing. I think I will list more things about me in the future. To truly know who you are as a person, you need to not hide anything from anyone. I still have a lot of things deep down inside that not many people have seen. Perhaps one day, I will let the rest of the world learn who I really am.
Almost forgot, I was lying about the "make up some stuff" part. All of the above items are true.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
I have smelled death and survived
I am currently at a coffee shop studying for a certification exam that I have to take next week. I have been cramming the past week to ensure that I pass this test. What the hell where they thinking? Giving me six whole months to take this test. Yeah right, like I'm not going to procrastinate and cram for the exam the week prior to the deadline.
Anyway, this is neither here nor there. The real reason for my pause in studying and updating this entry is the smell in here. My nose is permanently damaged I think. There was this guy in here that had BO worse than anything I have ever smelled in my life. I'm seriously scared that the smell is stuck on me and I will have to take a tomato bath to get the smell off of me. I was dipping my nose in my scalding coffee hoping that it would burn off my smell glands and not allow me to smell that wretched stench. I was even worse because he kept walking around the coffee shop. The movement caused the air to shift and holy hell the smell walked up to my face and bitch slapped me. It took everything I had in me to keep from throwing up.
Let me tell you how bad it was. I once witnessed an actual autopsy of two bodies and the smell of the autopsy was no where even close to the smell that clung to this place. The scariest part....
He left an hour ago and I don't smell the BO anymore, but I'm afraid that my nose has just gotten used to the smell. So the stench me actually still be here, but my nose is defective now and can't smell it anymore. Then it will linger on me and as I go around in public, people will think that I am the one with the BO. And no one will tell me. Similar to the way no one told that guy that he smelt like billy goat feces on a hot ass day.
Anyway, this is neither here nor there. The real reason for my pause in studying and updating this entry is the smell in here. My nose is permanently damaged I think. There was this guy in here that had BO worse than anything I have ever smelled in my life. I'm seriously scared that the smell is stuck on me and I will have to take a tomato bath to get the smell off of me. I was dipping my nose in my scalding coffee hoping that it would burn off my smell glands and not allow me to smell that wretched stench. I was even worse because he kept walking around the coffee shop. The movement caused the air to shift and holy hell the smell walked up to my face and bitch slapped me. It took everything I had in me to keep from throwing up.
Let me tell you how bad it was. I once witnessed an actual autopsy of two bodies and the smell of the autopsy was no where even close to the smell that clung to this place. The scariest part....
He left an hour ago and I don't smell the BO anymore, but I'm afraid that my nose has just gotten used to the smell. So the stench me actually still be here, but my nose is defective now and can't smell it anymore. Then it will linger on me and as I go around in public, people will think that I am the one with the BO. And no one will tell me. Similar to the way no one told that guy that he smelt like billy goat feces on a hot ass day.
Not bad, but it could use some salt
I was checking my e-mail this morning and ran across this article.
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A Missouri woman rang in the holidays Friday by swallowing a cell phone.
Police in Blue Springs said they received a call Friday from a man who said his girlfriend was having trouble breathing after she swallowed a cell phone. The two had been arguing about the phone, which ended up being lodged in her throat.
Police said the woman, who wasn'’t identified, was taken by ambulance to St. Mary'’s Medical Center.
Later, police indicated the woman may not have swallowed the phone but may have been the victim of an assault in which the phone ended up lodged in her throat. The Associated Press reported that the police declined to reveal the details of the incident.
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Now, that's either one small ass cell phone or one big mouthed woman. I bet she's popular with the fellows.
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A Missouri woman rang in the holidays Friday by swallowing a cell phone.
Police in Blue Springs said they received a call Friday from a man who said his girlfriend was having trouble breathing after she swallowed a cell phone. The two had been arguing about the phone, which ended up being lodged in her throat.
Police said the woman, who wasn'’t identified, was taken by ambulance to St. Mary'’s Medical Center.
Later, police indicated the woman may not have swallowed the phone but may have been the victim of an assault in which the phone ended up lodged in her throat. The Associated Press reported that the police declined to reveal the details of the incident.
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Now, that's either one small ass cell phone or one big mouthed woman. I bet she's popular with the fellows.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Mexican Soaps
Is it me, is life turning into a Mexican soap opera? I love watching me some mexican soaps...
Rico: Ah, my beautiful darling, your eyes are like dark pools of ecstasy that make me want to dive into them.
Conchita Maria Consuela Davina (You know we mexicans can't have a simple name): Yes, Rico. Tell me more.
Anyway, back to my point before I go off on another tangent. This year has been an extremely interesting year. We started out with a tsunami. Michael Jackson is allowed to touch little boys and get away with it. Then there was a bunch of other stuff. Then there was hurricane katrina. And then there was hurricane rita. Then there was a bunch of greek hurricanes. And now this.
I feel an Armageddon coming on...
Party at my house after the rapture. Bring some food and i'll provide the alcohol.
Monday, December 26, 2005
Look at me jump
Ha ha, I forgot that the stupid spell checker wasn't working for this site earlier. I kept trying to use it and it would give me html code instead of actually spell checking. I happened to check my site just now and realized that I totally misspelled the word "leper" as "leaper".
So I announced to the world that, "I'm a walking jumper" earlier. I'm such a dork. Lord knows what else I mispelled earlier as well. I am a terrible speller. I would be so screwed if it weren't for those damn spell checkers.
(What the Hell! The stupid java spell checking software is still not working on my laptop)
Wouldn't it be ironic if this post about misspelling contained numerous misspellings in it.
So I announced to the world that, "I'm a walking jumper" earlier. I'm such a dork. Lord knows what else I mispelled earlier as well. I am a terrible speller. I would be so screwed if it weren't for those damn spell checkers.
(What the Hell! The stupid java spell checking software is still not working on my laptop)
Wouldn't it be ironic if this post about misspelling contained numerous misspellings in it.
Christmas Dinner
I have to say that last night was not that bad. We had a nice homecooked meal (pot roast, homemade mashed potatoes, and asparagus). The interesting part was the after dinner conversation. We discussed the flesh eating bacteria, avian flu, strep throat, and chicken pocs. Did I mention that my aunt (the nurse) was joining us for dinner? That would explain the topics of conversation.
I know that I am a slight hypocondriac, but those conversations from last night could turn me into a full blown sicko. So now, whenever I get a cut, I'm afraid that the flesh eating bacteria is gnawing away at my flesh. I'm a walking leaper.
Good god, help me now!
I know that I am a slight hypocondriac, but those conversations from last night could turn me into a full blown sicko. So now, whenever I get a cut, I'm afraid that the flesh eating bacteria is gnawing away at my flesh. I'm a walking leaper.
Good god, help me now!
ADA
In case you didn't know, I love Apple products. I have been a convert for about a year now and would never go back.
Once you go Mac, you never go back.
In fact, all my blogging is usually done on my 15" powerbook. I love this thing. So I have decided to pass on this great knowledge to my daughter early. I bought her a iPod shuffle for Christmas. She loves the thing. I even got her a iTunes music card so she could download some songs for her iPod. We spent yesterday morning downloading her favorite songs and loading them onto her new shuffle.
Hahahahaha (Insert wicked laugh here)
Soon, we shall help Apple take over the world. Well, not really. They have a long, long, long way to go before anything like that can happen. But I did come up with a new idea that may help Apple get there. Are you ready for this?
It's an Apple PDA or Apple digital assistant to be exact (ADA). It would have the OS X operating system on it (slimed down of course) and would have all the applications (Mail, Safari, Preview, Address Book, Keychain). It would sync with your .Mac account and could sychronize with your desktop as well. The best part; it would be perl white like the iPod. I've got a million ideas for this thing.
Once you go Mac, you never go back.
In fact, all my blogging is usually done on my 15" powerbook. I love this thing. So I have decided to pass on this great knowledge to my daughter early. I bought her a iPod shuffle for Christmas. She loves the thing. I even got her a iTunes music card so she could download some songs for her iPod. We spent yesterday morning downloading her favorite songs and loading them onto her new shuffle.
Hahahahaha (Insert wicked laugh here)
Soon, we shall help Apple take over the world. Well, not really. They have a long, long, long way to go before anything like that can happen. But I did come up with a new idea that may help Apple get there. Are you ready for this?
It's an Apple PDA or Apple digital assistant to be exact (ADA). It would have the OS X operating system on it (slimed down of course) and would have all the applications (Mail, Safari, Preview, Address Book, Keychain). It would sync with your .Mac account and could sychronize with your desktop as well. The best part; it would be perl white like the iPod. I've got a million ideas for this thing.
Sunday, December 25, 2005
I love Rock and Roll
So, I just spent the last three hours at my aunt's house for Christmas. Oh boy. Can't hold in the excitement. (Sarcasm for those who can't pick that out).
Actually, it was not that bad. We sat and ate. We discussed the whole Hurricane Katrina thing and how it affected the people who migrated to Houston.
(Side note of discussion here. When will these types of discussions end? I feel terrible for the people who were displaced because of the hurricane. I know it was a tragic event in history. But damn, I am so tired of hearing the discussions about these people. It happened. Let's move on now.)
Okay, sorry about that. I had to get that out of my system. Back to the topic at hand. So we ate and discussed. We discussed and we ate. Then the fun part started. My cousin has this new karaoke game for her playstation 2. I can not believe how funny it was sitting there listening to everyone sing. The game is kind of hard at times because you not only sing, but you have to hit the note just right and for the correct length. If not, you lose points and could get boo'd off the stage (which happened to my dad). It was funny and nice to have the family get together for a few hours.
My song? I love rock and roll (by Joan Jett). Do you want to know how I did?
I ROCKED!!!
I even hit those nasty high notes at the end of the song. And that damn song keeps repeating the same verse at the end. Over and over and over again. I was running out of breath by the end of the song. But I did it. I got a platinum record in fact. Something like 34,000 points. Not bad for my first time on the game.
Anyway, I'm off to my parent's house later tonight for a x-mas dinner and well see what happens over there.
Actually, it was not that bad. We sat and ate. We discussed the whole Hurricane Katrina thing and how it affected the people who migrated to Houston.
(Side note of discussion here. When will these types of discussions end? I feel terrible for the people who were displaced because of the hurricane. I know it was a tragic event in history. But damn, I am so tired of hearing the discussions about these people. It happened. Let's move on now.)
Okay, sorry about that. I had to get that out of my system. Back to the topic at hand. So we ate and discussed. We discussed and we ate. Then the fun part started. My cousin has this new karaoke game for her playstation 2. I can not believe how funny it was sitting there listening to everyone sing. The game is kind of hard at times because you not only sing, but you have to hit the note just right and for the correct length. If not, you lose points and could get boo'd off the stage (which happened to my dad). It was funny and nice to have the family get together for a few hours.
My song? I love rock and roll (by Joan Jett). Do you want to know how I did?
I ROCKED!!!
I even hit those nasty high notes at the end of the song. And that damn song keeps repeating the same verse at the end. Over and over and over again. I was running out of breath by the end of the song. But I did it. I got a platinum record in fact. Something like 34,000 points. Not bad for my first time on the game.
Anyway, I'm off to my parent's house later tonight for a x-mas dinner and well see what happens over there.
Merry b-mas
I have always wondered why the hell is x-mas short for christmas. I have had some people explain that it is a cross tilted 45 degrees and it represents Christ. Therefore, it is short for christmas. Stretching it a little, don't you think?
My theory. It a conspiracy by the big businesses to encourage us to buy more products. See, first we had everything Christmassy and was content with our belongings. Then they slip this x-mas stuff out there. All of our christmas stuff is now obsolete. We must now purchase merry x-mas stuff. Then, people get tired of the whole x-mas thing and go out to buy more christmas stuff again. Don't you people see how much control the MAN has over us? Are we all a bunch of lemmings that follow whatever commercialism encourages us to purchase?
I think we should boycott Christmas. Instead of white lights on houses next year, we should hang up black lights. An anti-christmas if you will. And then we can call it b-mas (since the letter "b" is far away from the letter "x" on the alphabet. Also it could stand for boycott). All the decorations would be black. Sounds kinda cool and anti-social. We could have the goth people led the revolution.
My theory. It a conspiracy by the big businesses to encourage us to buy more products. See, first we had everything Christmassy and was content with our belongings. Then they slip this x-mas stuff out there. All of our christmas stuff is now obsolete. We must now purchase merry x-mas stuff. Then, people get tired of the whole x-mas thing and go out to buy more christmas stuff again. Don't you people see how much control the MAN has over us? Are we all a bunch of lemmings that follow whatever commercialism encourages us to purchase?
I think we should boycott Christmas. Instead of white lights on houses next year, we should hang up black lights. An anti-christmas if you will. And then we can call it b-mas (since the letter "b" is far away from the letter "x" on the alphabet. Also it could stand for boycott). All the decorations would be black. Sounds kinda cool and anti-social. We could have the goth people led the revolution.
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Twas the night before Christmas
Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
Not a creature was stirring
Not even a mouse
Except for all the coughing and nose blowing going on between my daughter and "E". It sounds like a phlegm war going on in here. And you know who the loser is?
ME (I'm the collateral damage in this war). Snot flying everywhere. Germs as far as the eye can see.
Medic... get this man some tissue.
Living Life in Danger
As I mentioned before, "E" has had the flu the past week. I have pretty much avoided all physical contact with her since she caught the bug. This was for everyone's safety. I have seen it happen too many times. She gets sick, then I get sick, then she gets sick again from me. The flu strain mutates when it reaches the other person and the original person gets the new strain again. Nope, not me. I plan on being healthy during the holidays.
Liar, Liar, pants on fire.
Here I am right now typing from "E"'s computer. I spent the night last night over here and I am totally at risk. I have taken my "Airborne" stuff, but I'm not really sure it will be enough. But I don't care. I miss spending time with her and I am willing to catch her icky cooties if it means I get to see her during the holidays.
I am not a fool though. I will continue to take my medicine and will pump up my Vitamin C count to 5,000mg a day. I read somewhere that you shouldn't take more than 3,000mg of Vitamin C at a time because our body only absorbs that much. Anything greater and it will just be wasted. So I plan on breaking up my 5,000mg into two batches. I have my morning meds and my evening meds. My oh my, I'm such a hypocrondriac some times.
But this paranoia comes in handy. Last week "E" and I were at a party (before she got the flu). I arrived before she did and noticed that my sister was sick at the party. I avoided her like the plague and called "E" to tell her to bring the Airborne stuff with her. She brought it and then she was making fun of me for taking the stuff. She was calling me a hypocrondriac and teasing me. Yeah, it's all fun and games until someone gets sick. Who's laughing now? I can only say this because she knows its the truth. She has even admitted it.
This only strengthens my belief in my paranoia. Now where's my tin-foil beanie? I hear the silent black helicopters now recording my keystrokes.
Friday, December 23, 2005
Help Me, Help Me Now!!!
So, remember the time I told you that I was in this blogpression and now I'm out of it? Well, It appears that I have swung 180 degrees and I am way to into it. Not my blogging so much, but viewing other blogs. I just can't get enough of them lately. I have even resorted to hitting the "Next blog" button in the top right corner of the screen. I have come across so many interesting sites. It's pathetic really. I feel as if I am living vicariously through these other people's lives.
Hold on, I need a second (hanging head in shame).
Okay, so now that I got this off my chest, what do I do next? Do I stay locked up in my place constantly surfing the 'net' looking for the next great blog site? Or do I face civilization and socialize with other people? Decisions, Decisions...
Well, I'm not quite sure yet. This is just like me. All or nothing. No gray area for sure. This is definitely one of my flaws. I go full force into things and then when they don't work out. I just chalk it up to circumstance and go about my business. Why can't I be like other normal people and casually enjoy the blogging of others and then resume my normal social life. No... I have never been normal.
I used to cherish the fact that I was always different than everyone else around me. I was always the one to stand up in class and make a fool of myself because I just didn't care what other people thought of me. Now that I'm older, It just seems so tiring at times to be different. It is definitely so much easier to be like everyone else and just fit in. But that seems so boring to me.
I know this is going all over the place with no point what so ever, but hear me out for just a little while longer. Or not, to be honest, I really wouldn't know if you didn't fully read this posting. Huh, that's a strange thought. What if people don't fully read my posts? What if they read the first few lines and think, "This is crap. I'm not going to read anymore of this." Now that could make a person paranoid for sure. Or in my case, even more paranoid.
If you haven't noticed by now, I am full of crap most of the time. Sometimes my crap makes sense and helps others. Most of the time it is just crap. Right then...
So I guess my posts makes utterly no sense now and now comes the awkward silence part of the conversation. You know that silence. Well, I guess I must be going now. Perhaps I will find my mind somewhere between now and the next posting.
Hold on, I need a second (hanging head in shame).
Okay, so now that I got this off my chest, what do I do next? Do I stay locked up in my place constantly surfing the 'net' looking for the next great blog site? Or do I face civilization and socialize with other people? Decisions, Decisions...
Well, I'm not quite sure yet. This is just like me. All or nothing. No gray area for sure. This is definitely one of my flaws. I go full force into things and then when they don't work out. I just chalk it up to circumstance and go about my business. Why can't I be like other normal people and casually enjoy the blogging of others and then resume my normal social life. No... I have never been normal.
I used to cherish the fact that I was always different than everyone else around me. I was always the one to stand up in class and make a fool of myself because I just didn't care what other people thought of me. Now that I'm older, It just seems so tiring at times to be different. It is definitely so much easier to be like everyone else and just fit in. But that seems so boring to me.
I know this is going all over the place with no point what so ever, but hear me out for just a little while longer. Or not, to be honest, I really wouldn't know if you didn't fully read this posting. Huh, that's a strange thought. What if people don't fully read my posts? What if they read the first few lines and think, "This is crap. I'm not going to read anymore of this." Now that could make a person paranoid for sure. Or in my case, even more paranoid.
If you haven't noticed by now, I am full of crap most of the time. Sometimes my crap makes sense and helps others. Most of the time it is just crap. Right then...
So I guess my posts makes utterly no sense now and now comes the awkward silence part of the conversation. You know that silence. Well, I guess I must be going now. Perhaps I will find my mind somewhere between now and the next posting.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
Germophobia
I have been surrounded by germs lately. There all around me I tell ya...
Let's see. First my sister was sick and I went over there this weekend. Then my daughter was sick and she is with me this week. And now "E" has the flu. I just can't get away from the germs. I have been slamming back Vitamin C like its going out of style. I have also been taking the anti-sickness stuff "Airborne". I looks like it has been working, because I haven't caught anything yet. I have seriously contemplated buying one of those "germ" suits they wear in the movies. I wouldn't mind wearing the suit in public. The problem lies in the fact that the suits are always white. And duh, you can't wear white after labor day.
Tis the Season
I must be crazy (If I only had a nickel for everytime I said that...)
I faced the horrible mall crowd yesterday to buy my last minute Christmas presents. I wish we were atheist, so we did not have to buy Christmas presents. Well, that's not entirely true. I just wish everyone else was atheist so I wouldn't have to buy them presents, but I am Christian so everyone would still have to buy me presents.
Isn't it funny how I end up being religious when it benefits me? I normally can't stand religion, but Christmas is something different. I know, I know... It's about the birth of Jesus and not the presents. Whatever...
It's about the presents and whoever disagrees with me is lying. If not, then why is there such a mad rush at the malls during Christmas? The crowds totally sucked and the parking (oh my gawd don't get me started with the parking).
I know I haven't been posting lately, but in my defense I'm just lazy. I have been off of work since last Friday and have been pretty lazy lately. Except for the shopping lately, I haven't left the house that much. This is about the only good thing about working for a community college. We get two weeks off every year during this time. I have my daughter this week, but next week I will be flying solo during the week.
So you know what that means? Next week I'm laying around in my underwear on the sofa watching movies all week long. I'll grab a bag of Cheetos and some beer. And I'll have to be pried off of the couch when the new year starts. Then the exercise will start after the new year. Ah hell, who am I kidding. I'll be happy as long as I don't blow up and gain 50 pounds. Gotta love yourself for who you are...
I faced the horrible mall crowd yesterday to buy my last minute Christmas presents. I wish we were atheist, so we did not have to buy Christmas presents. Well, that's not entirely true. I just wish everyone else was atheist so I wouldn't have to buy them presents, but I am Christian so everyone would still have to buy me presents.
Isn't it funny how I end up being religious when it benefits me? I normally can't stand religion, but Christmas is something different. I know, I know... It's about the birth of Jesus and not the presents. Whatever...
It's about the presents and whoever disagrees with me is lying. If not, then why is there such a mad rush at the malls during Christmas? The crowds totally sucked and the parking (oh my gawd don't get me started with the parking).
I know I haven't been posting lately, but in my defense I'm just lazy. I have been off of work since last Friday and have been pretty lazy lately. Except for the shopping lately, I haven't left the house that much. This is about the only good thing about working for a community college. We get two weeks off every year during this time. I have my daughter this week, but next week I will be flying solo during the week.
So you know what that means? Next week I'm laying around in my underwear on the sofa watching movies all week long. I'll grab a bag of Cheetos and some beer. And I'll have to be pried off of the couch when the new year starts. Then the exercise will start after the new year. Ah hell, who am I kidding. I'll be happy as long as I don't blow up and gain 50 pounds. Gotta love yourself for who you are...
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Stir Crazy
Ever been around someone a little bit too long? Enough to drive you stir crazy. Or just flat out insane.
I think that is happening to me and "E" lately. I have stayed over at her place for the past week now and we are going insane. It's kind of a catch-22 because I am over here for her security (explain the situation later) and I think I need someone here to protect me. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid she is going to kill ME...
Well, not really kill me, but she is getting a little pissy because of me. Women and their mood swings... What is a guy to do?
In all fairness, I have been around a lot lately and I can also feel a little smothered by the situation. We definitely need some space apart real soon.
Anyway, thought I share this with the world for some reason...
I think that is happening to me and "E" lately. I have stayed over at her place for the past week now and we are going insane. It's kind of a catch-22 because I am over here for her security (explain the situation later) and I think I need someone here to protect me. If I stay any longer, I'm afraid she is going to kill ME...
Well, not really kill me, but she is getting a little pissy because of me. Women and their mood swings... What is a guy to do?
In all fairness, I have been around a lot lately and I can also feel a little smothered by the situation. We definitely need some space apart real soon.
Anyway, thought I share this with the world for some reason...
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Scientific Test
Do you want to know my scientific process for verifying the weather is cold? Well I'll tell you, but you must keep it a secret. I wouldn't want everyone in the world using my test. Who knows? Maybe I'll apply for a patent as an official weather testing tool.
Anyway, here is the formula for my test.
(((x1+x2)/2),((y1+y2)/2))
So the test goes like this...You go outside. You there yet? And then (now here's the secret part) you blow out of your mouth. If you can see your breath, It's freaking cold. That's it. That's my scientific test to determine if it is cold outside.
I was outside this morning and it was freaking cold. Oh yeah, about that formula. I lied. That's the formula to find a midpoint of a line segment. Don't know why I lied. I guess I feel in order for something to seem officially scientific it needs to be backed up by some formula.
I'm such a dork sometimes. And by dork I mean... no wait a minute... I do mean dork this time. And by sometimes I mean "all the time".
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Blogpression
I'm back.
Well, actually I never really went anywhere. Not in a physical sense, but I was out in a mental way (of course, I've been mentally out for a long long time now). I think I'm ready to start blogging again. To tell you the truth, I don't know why I stopped blogging. I just didn't feel like it for a while. It's strange... It was like I was going through some kind of blog depression (Blogpression if you will). I wonder if anyone else has gone through something similar. And it wasn't just my lack of blogging on my own site, but I didn't read many blogs during this time either. Strange indeed.
I used to read an average of seven different blogs daily and would try to post to my own blog every day. During the past month, I didn't follow the same pattern. It's not like I wasn't on the computer. Hell, I use the computer every day and I am on the Internet practically every day. I was kind of burned out.
Anyway, enough of my own issues. I really don't have much to post yet. Actually, I have a lot to post but I haven't decided what to post online yet. I had several things running through my head over the past month. I was like, "damn that would be an interesting topic to post online", but I never got around to it.
So, here I am again just in time for the holidays. With a family like mine, I should definitely have a lot to post about in the next few weeks.
On a side note, I wonder if anyone has ever been to the doctor of blogpression. "Doc, I just don't get it. One day I'm happily posting away and the next I'm not." Maybe he would give me some really cool "happy" pills. Man, I could use some "happy" pills right now. I don't know why I'm lying. To tell you the truth, I have been really happy lately. A little too happy. Ok, now I'm rambling again. Damn it, I hate it when I ramble....
Well, actually I never really went anywhere. Not in a physical sense, but I was out in a mental way (of course, I've been mentally out for a long long time now). I think I'm ready to start blogging again. To tell you the truth, I don't know why I stopped blogging. I just didn't feel like it for a while. It's strange... It was like I was going through some kind of blog depression (Blogpression if you will). I wonder if anyone else has gone through something similar. And it wasn't just my lack of blogging on my own site, but I didn't read many blogs during this time either. Strange indeed.
I used to read an average of seven different blogs daily and would try to post to my own blog every day. During the past month, I didn't follow the same pattern. It's not like I wasn't on the computer. Hell, I use the computer every day and I am on the Internet practically every day. I was kind of burned out.
Anyway, enough of my own issues. I really don't have much to post yet. Actually, I have a lot to post but I haven't decided what to post online yet. I had several things running through my head over the past month. I was like, "damn that would be an interesting topic to post online", but I never got around to it.
So, here I am again just in time for the holidays. With a family like mine, I should definitely have a lot to post about in the next few weeks.
On a side note, I wonder if anyone has ever been to the doctor of blogpression. "Doc, I just don't get it. One day I'm happily posting away and the next I'm not." Maybe he would give me some really cool "happy" pills. Man, I could use some "happy" pills right now. I don't know why I'm lying. To tell you the truth, I have been really happy lately. A little too happy. Ok, now I'm rambling again. Damn it, I hate it when I ramble....
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