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Saturday, December 29, 2007

Dots.

Hope everyone had a lovely Christmas! For Christmas eve, (although it was really in the afternoon,) Chris, his family, and myself included, all gathered at his grandma's house (where all his other relatives were) for some quality food and festering time. Afterwards, Chris' family and I headed back to his dad's house where we all opened presents and then went to bed, lol. For part of my Christmas present, Chris got me the two PS2 games "Kingdom Hearts," (I and II) which I've been playing all week long. OH and he got me the third edition of Donald Duck Cartoon Classics dvds!!! Which are pretty hard to find. I love them!!!!

I'm currently sitting on my bum eating Dots ... it's lovely. For some reason all weekend I've been craving Dots. Last night I had Dots, and tonight I had to go back to Walgreens to get some more, lol. Weird.

I can't believe it's just about 2008. Anybody got any new years resolutions? :P

Sunday, December 23, 2007

In Loving Memory

This is something my dad wrote in memory of Smacky. A lot of these memories are the same for me, so I decided to post this.

"Some Remembrances of My Smacky Boy

2005-2007

Smacky will go down as one of the great cats of all time. My "Boy" died about 10 hours ago, and he's on my mind. I hope he's in Little Dog's Park in Heaven right now.

Smacky Boy came to 4308 Royal Aberdeen in late June of 2005. "Black and White" was an abandoned kitten who I found one afternoon as I was leaving the Medical School on my way to the parking lot. The kitten seemed frightened by all the commotion and noise, so I decided to bring him home.

He was an immediate hit with the household. He was so good-natured and playful! He and Little Dog became best friends, though more like brother (Smacky) and sister (Little Dog). Even as a youngster, Smacky displayed a trait that I have never seen exhibited to such a degree in cats-confidence. He took everything in stride. Nothing ever bothered him much.

Smacky was named after the little pet bear of Bucky-cat in the comic strip, Get Fuzzy. Somehow the name really fit him well.

Here are a few things I'll always remember about my "Sugar Smacks."

He was extremely bright in many ways. One day when he was still a juvenile, I opened the refrigerator, and he just walked up to it and pulled out a can of Fritz's opened cat food in his mouth. He knew right away what he wanted and got it. He put the can down and started eating.

Smacky was also a long, lean, athletic cat. He had the longest legs, front and back, of any cat I've ever seen. He also had such a cute lovable face.

Nothing much ever seemed to bother Smacky. He loved playing with dogs, like Little Dog, Oreo (after Little Dog died from being hit by a car), and with Elle (the neighbor dog across the street). One of Smacky's classic maneuvers was what I called the "Rope-a-Dope," after a defensive move that Muhammad Ali used to do in the boxing ring. Smacky would lay on his side on the ground while the dog he was playing with would be trying to nip at Smacky. Smacky would just twist himself to keep from getting grabbed. Oreo would sometimes bite Smacky's ear and tug him, but Smacky never seemed to mind much.

Smacky also liked to tease the larger (and meaner) dogs in the neighborhood-- like the ones in the yard behind ours. Smacky would go up to their fence and just lay down, which would send them into a barking and jumping frenzy, because they couldn't get him.

I also suspected that Smacky was part polar bear, because he didn't mind staying outside on extremely cold winter nights. It wasn't unusual-even if it was 15 to 20 degrees-to find Smacky in the middle of the night on a chair outside the front door. Most of the time, he would come in, but he wasn't in a hurry.

Smacks was pretty much an omnivore. He liked dry cat food, he liked "squishy" cat food, he liked dog food, and he like people food. It didn't much matter to Smacky what kind of food he was given.

If Smacky had a weakness, it was that he didn't seem to be intimidated by cars. It wasn't unusual to see him lying in the middle of the street. My prediction was that he would eventually be hit by a car.

Something car-related proved to cause his final demise. About 4 pm yesterday afternoon (Saturday, 12/22/07), Carolyn was closing the garage door and Smacky ran under it at exactly the wrong time. The door crushed him right in the middle, killing him instantly. Carolyn called for me. I found him lifeless. No more Little Boy.

I hope to see my friend someday in heaven in Little Dog's Park. After Little Dog died, I asked God if He would give Little Dog a park in heaven for animals killed by cars or in other accidents. I'm going to ask God if He would let Smacky be Little Dog's assistant. Smacky wanted to be everyone's friend. He was certainly mine.

I'll miss you my friend. Yet another reminder of the fragility of life in this world."

Devastated


I'm completely devastated right now. I just found out that my cat, Smacky, died today. :( Apparently, he got smashed underneath the garage door. :( After much crying and Chris trying to comfort me, I have taken 4 shots of alcohol to numb the pain. It ... sucks. And I HATE shots. I don't do shots. But tonight I did. And I'm amazed that I'm even able to type right now.

RIP Smacky. I loved my "leetle one!" My leetle baby boy. I love and will greatly miss my baby boy. And I agree with Esther. Fuck 2007. This is the 3rd death in 5 months of some one that is near to me. I hope 2008 is better. I love you, Smacky!

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Coming Home!!!

Hey I just wanted to let everyone know that I will be arriving in Kansas City on Wednesday, January 16th and will be in town until Thursday, January 31st. Can't wait!!! :)

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Yum Yum.

Doesn't that chocolate cake just look sooooo yummy? I made it myself! Yes that's right. I made it out of blended newspaper, water, salt, glue, spackle, and paint. Oh and a berry on top! Now that I go over the list of ingredients, maybe it wouldn't taste so yummy afterall. :P I've spent all week making a bunch of these, which are actually Christmas ornaments. (I haven't yet attached the string to hang them.) But aren't they super duper cute?! :D

I finally got some more Christmas shopping done yesterday, so I'm ALMOST done! Although the only gifts I really need to have on time are the presents for Chris. I'm not seeing everyone else until January so I have a whole extra month. Speaking of seeing everyone in January, I'm soooo so excited to go home for like 2 weeks! For ya'lls info, I'll probably be arriving into town "around" January 23rd-ish. (I'm getting my ticket tomorrow or Tuesday.) Woooo hoooo!

I can't believe it's almost Christmas, (again!!!) The years go by so fast.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Yawn

Well today was my first day back at Starbucks, it was a long day! 4am til 4pm at both jobs. Woah.

My dad and Carolyn came to visit over the weekend, which was fun. We ate out a lot, went bowling, ate some more, and then went out some more. It was fun. Yay.

Got our first Christmas tree Saturday, it's super cute. Although the f*ucking" lights don't seem to be working anymore today, which greatly pisses me off. GREATLY pisses me off.

I'm really hungry, I need to eat. I had intended on writing more "in depth" but ... I don't really feel like it. So ... I'm going to go eat.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Craving ...

I really want a tuna salad sandwhich right now. Mmmmm that sounds SO good.

Monday, December 03, 2007

Enchanting

Yesterday Chris took me to see the movie "Enchanted," which I must say I found simply delightful. It was just the cheery, sappy, cheesy kind of movie I needed. :P Plus I really got a kick out of it, especially the over exaggerated Prince character who constantly made me laugh and snicker throughtout the film, hehehee.

I can't believe it's only 21 days until Christmas- I haven't even STARTED Christmas shopping!!! Although if I'm not going home until mid January I guess that buys me some extra time (except for Chris' present,) which is GOOD. Extra time is good, and I really need it to make up for all the money I lost this month. POOOO on getting loads of money stollen.

The perks of working at Starbucks again have already started, even though I don't actually "start" until next week. I went in today after work to get my caramel macchiato and guess what? It was FREE. :P

Toasty just meowed at me. Cute. Meow.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

It ...

:::said in a dramatic voice::: It is done. I had an "interview" at Starbucks this morning ... I'm hired. It was only 9 months ago that I was writing my blog of excitment about leaving Starbucks. Oh well. I'm really trying to focus on saving money for my wedding planning business so I need to make and save as much as possible. And working at Starbucks will allow me to get my shifts over with before my shifts at the Elephant Bar even begin, so I will still be getting home at the same time, even if that means getting a lot less sleep. AND since it's been less than a year since I last worked at Starbucks, I still get to have my same hourly wage that I had before (since I had a raise), which is $8.75- as opposed to the $7.40 that everyone else will be making. Woo hoo!

Well, I suppose I'm going to try and get some exercise in before work, so I'm off!

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

This is BULL SHIT

FUCK. Sorry that just had to come out. Today at work I was f**king robbed. Only this time, some one stole all the money that was in my wallet. And, as luck would have it, today was the day I was going to go deposit all my past THREE WEEKS worth of piddle tips at the bank so I had $300 worth of CASH STOLLEN. Keep in mind that work has been so bad lately, that this is WEEKS worth of money. FUCK!!!!!!! Sorry that just had to come out again. At this rate I am NOT going to have enough money for essential things like Christmas presents, plane tickets, etc etc. This is complete BS. My manager has been telling everyone not to leave their purses in the car because we've had TWO workers had their cars broken into in the past 2 weeks. BULLSHIT!!!!! I'm so furious right now. If you hadn't noticed. What little money I HAD made this month, was stollen today. :(

Friday, November 23, 2007

Excitment



I JUST BEAT 'RESIDENT EVIL 4'- Oh Heeeeeeeellz yeah!!!! :D (And I earned the 1 million in $ to purchase the powerful gun with unlimited bullets!!!!!) I feel so accomplished. :P

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Turkey Day

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! :D

Chris and I are leaving shortly to go spend the evening with his family at his grandma's house. I hope everyone is having a wonderful day!

Some things that I am thankful for ... 1.) My family and friends 2. Chris and Toasty 3. My health 4. A nice place to stay (aka Chris' apartment.) 5. The fact that I "have" a job even though technically it's a huge pain in my arse right now, and 6. Everything else I didn't mention. :P

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Pros and Cons

Chris said I should list the pros and cons of getting a second job at Starbucks. (Again.) So here they are, (the ones that I can think of anyway!)

Working at Starbucks PROS:
- The Elephant Bar has been a terrible source of income lately because management insists on cutting nearly all the servers after about an hour, hour and a half of taking tables. Which means for the past month I've been walking out with very little, usually some where around $20. Working at Starbucks (even just 3 times per week,) would bring in several hundred extra dollars each month.
- Free Starbucks drinks again! Seeing that I am an "addict," it would probably save me a minimum of $43ish dollars I spend there each month. (That's assuming I go 3 times per week every week.)
- If I work at least 20 hours per week, I could take advantage of the health insurance benefits which are excellent. (Seeing as I don't have any right now ... which ... is bad.) Although I can't remember how much $ is taken out of each paycheck doing that.
- Starbucks is right across the street from The Elephant Bar, so I would literally be able to go straight from one job to another.
- It would provide a steady source of income on the side, regardless of whether I walk out of the E-Bar with $20 or $200.
- I worked at Starbucks for almost 2 years already so I wouldn't have to waste a bunch of time training.

Working at Starbucks CONS:
- Lack of SLEEP. I would probably be working the opening shift from 5am until 12pm, and then working at the Elephant Bar from 12:15 until whenever I get cut. (That's assuming that Starbucks needs some one to open and that the Elephant Bar would give me shifts starting at 12:15pm rather than say, 10:30am.)
- Doing double shifts would be a pain in the ARSE, and two work schedules are always harder to coordinate and get time off from.
-I'd become a zombie again. (At least on those days of the week.)

I don't know what do to ... opinions anyone?

Monday, November 19, 2007

Desperate Times, Desperate Measures

Work has been so bad lately, (ie I've been walking out nearly every day with only about $20,) that I'm CONSIDERING doing the ultimate move of desperation: getting another job. At Starbucks. Again.

There's a Starbucks right across the street from the Elephant Bar and I could work (at Starbucks) from like 5am till 12ish, and then go straight across the street to work at the E-Bar from 12:15 till whenever I get cut. It would be QUITE miserable but ... ummm ... yeah. It's that bad. Who knows. I'd REALLY rather not return to my life of no sleep but ... we shall see ...

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Just ... damn.

I just bought this over-sized purse today, isn't it cute? I don't normally buy expensive "name brand" purses and such but ... I needed a new purse because my current one was looking a bit ragged and so I wanted to spend a bit more than the usual $10-20 and I happened to come across this lovely one on sale for $75 (normal price $100) sooooo ... after much deliberation I finally bought it. Today I also bought 3 new tops, lip gloss, and a new scrap book! It was a good afternoon. :D

Yesterday I also went and bought Christmas decorations, yay! I LOVE to decorate. :P The good thing is, is that next year I won't have to really spend anything on decorations (unless I want to) because I'll already HAVE them. This year, I'm starting from scratch. lol. But yeeeeeeah the apartment is going to look so very cheery! :P

This week Chris and I ate out 3 times. Monday we went to I-Hop where I tried their seasonal "pumpkin pancakes," and just ... damn. Everybody needs to go to I-Hop. On Wednesday I took Chris to The Olive Garden for his birthday where I got my usual chicken alfredo pizza, caramel hazelnut macchiato (THE BEST,) and punpkin cheese cake for dessert. And just ... damn. Everybody needs to go to The Olive Garden and try it. :P Friday Chris' dad took everyone out for Chris' birthday and Chris chose Chilis. Also yummy. I tried their chicken and lettuce wraps. MMMMMM mmmmm.

And now I must away to another activity. (Whatever that may be.) :P

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Something Incredibly Cute Happened on 11/15/1979

Today is my Chris Chris' birthday! :::starts singing::: Happy Birthday to Chris, Happy Birthday to Chris, Haaaapppy Birthday to Chrrrrrris, Haaaappy Biiiiirthday tooooooo Chrisssssss! :P

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

LOL.

This video is TOOOOOTALLY Toasty at night. This is quite possibly the most funny thing I've seen all week. LOL.
http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/ver/223/popup/index.php?cl=4582999

Monday, November 12, 2007

A Little Clarification

Ok so just for clarification in reference to my last post, I did not mean to offend anyone by my specification of "mexican" in my hostility about the awful tip I recieved. I think Chris' comment pretty much says it all. However, let me just say that last year when I worked in Burbank it was the "senior citizens" who were the awful tippers. Now, working in West Covina, it is the mexicans who consistantly tip the worst. That's a fact, and it's really frustrating not only to me, but to everyone who works there. (Several of the servers are mexican as well.)

Obviously not "all" mexicans tip awful, but that's just the trend I'm seeing these days. And I obviously don't have anything against mexicans, afterall, the only two guys I have ever dated have both been mexican. (My past boyfriend and my current boyfriend.)

Anyhow I'm starving and Chris and I are about to go eat- YUMM-O. I got an oil change today. That was exciting. Well not "me" ... my car did. :P

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Short Rant

Today has been a lazy afternoon. Chris and I watched a rather awful zombie movie made in the 1970's called "The Messiah of Evil." LOL. Yeah ... it was bad.

I "was" going to paint today since it's my day off but right now I'm not feeling too inspired ...

Work is just continuing to go down hill. Last night I waited on 3 mexican teenagers who sat at my table (one of only TWO tables I had all evening,) for almost 2 hours. Their bill was $75. The tip they left me? ONE CENT. ONE f**king cent. Arrrrrgh I get a head ache just thinking about it. Have I mentioned yet how EXCITED I am to one day be able to start my wedding planning business? I mean I'm getting really, really excited with each passing day that I spend at the DAMN E-Bar.

I can't believe it's already almost Thanksgiving. Woah.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Good Things Will Come

Just got done watching "Supernatural," love that show! :D (And it has nothing to do with the fact that both leading men happen to be quite ... ehem ... attractive. :P)

Made some good progress on "Resident Evil 4" today. Victory WILL be mine! ( ... evetually. :P)

I'm really frustrated with work right now. People just DON'T know how to tip well no matter how well you serve them. It's so aggravating. And I'm also having annoying scheduling problems. I soooo look foward to the day when I get to start my wedding planning business! It will be BEAUTIFUL to be my own boss some day. Ahhhhhh.

Monday, November 05, 2007

How Amusing ...

I was all excited yesterday about the time change and how I "gained" an hour but ... now I feel differently. It's only 4:30pm and the sun is setting. Blegggh- now it will be dark by 5pm! How amusing ... how depressing.

Also depressing is the fact that work was SO slow today I made almost no money. Not cool.

Well I must go tend to my hot cup of tea now. Cheerio.

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Booooo!

Happy Halloween everyone! :D

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Delicious Discovery

Today while I was at Walgreens picking up some groceries, I noticed a basket full of "Holiday" cadbury cream eggs. Who knew? While I think it's a bit lame to now have a very traditional easter EGG candy out at Christmas, I can' really complain because it's my favorite candy of all time! :P This just means I get to have them for a longer period during the year. :D

I bought a new flavor of tea today (in addition to Vanilla Honey Chamomile and Chai which are my faves,) called Rich Chocolate Caramel- mmmm! (By Celestial Seasonings, of course!)

Yesterday I finally conquered some of my fear of playing PS2's Resident Evil 4 game. I got much, much farther than I had ever gotten with only a few panick attacks! Erika would be proud. :P

I bought 'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows' the other day because I simply could not wait very long to read it seeing how I just finished Half Blood Prince. I'm almost half way through it- yay I'm finally catching up! :D

And arrrrgh, I can feel the bloatedness of that certain monthly something starting to come on ...

Thursday, October 25, 2007

I Look Like Who?

Today at work three different customers at different times told me that I looked like Swiss Miss, some German blonde girl who is apparently a mascot for some type of beer, and Rachel McAdams in 'The Notebook.' Deeeefinitely don't see the Rachel McAdams resemblance but hey, I took it as a compliment.

Also while working, a woman at my table just barfed on her plate. It ... was ... disgusting. :/

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

A Sad End

After reading the Harry Potter books 1-5 I got stuck. Well actually, I got stuck on book #5 at about page 100. That lasted about a year. Well FINALLY I finished it and read Half-Blood Prince this week, (in 3 days.) Great book. Terrible end. It made me very sad. I was very distressed at half passed midnight last night when I finished it and went to bed. :( Now of course, I will have to get Deathly Hallows SOON so I can see what the bloody hell is going to happen now! Phew. I'm finally catching up.

Friday, October 19, 2007

Pointless Ramblings

I've decided to fulfill my urge to throw a Halloween party by throwing a small Halloween bash for Chris and I. Who said you can't have a party with just two people? :P Today I bought some stuff for it as well as a cute costume, woowoo! :D I'm stupidly excited because I haven't worn an actual "costume" on Halloween for at least a couple years. And I have tons of cute ideas for the food. Mmmmmm!

Right now Chris and I are playing Resident Evil 4 (or shall I say, "Chris" is playing, lol!) I played for about the first 5-10 minutes and then handed the control to Chris ... ummmm yeah anyone who has seen me play that game at Erika's house knows how much I tend to freak out while playing. :P

I have this Sunday off from work, yay. Funny, I have tonight off too! :P I almost neeever get any part of the weekend off. Normally I work Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday!

I'm debating on when I should come home for Christmas. Getting off work on and around Christmas is extremely hard, especially if you want more then 2-3 days off. (Because EVERYONE wants off during that time.) Sooo ... would it be better to come home for probably a short time during Christmas, or wait until January (like last year,) where I can probably come home for much longer, (not to mention for much cheaper.) I mean ... I'd really like to be home for Christmas this year especially since I wasn't last year but ... but ... I'd also like to be home for more than 5 days! Hmmmm ...

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Immigration

Disclaimer: Allison asked me to write about this some six weeks ago, so this painfully long post is all her fault :P

I've just watched three hours of news (CNN, FOX, and network television), and interviews with Mexico's ex-president, Vicente Fox, on Bill Mahr and on Hannity's America. The issue in each case was immigration.

In today's highly charged environment, it seems you can't discuss immigration without being labeled a racist - that is, unless you're of Hispanic descent. For the record, this is the result of the violence to which Mexicans, who are Native-Americans colonized by the Spanish, have been subjected to since the U.S. appropriated Northern Mexico, or what is now known as the Southwest. The Texas-Rangers hunted, hung, tortured, and shot Mexicans. Legal immigrants were, at random, rounded up by police, thrown onto train cars and sent to Mexico and further south. U.S. sailors beat, killed, and raped Mexicans without facing repercussions. And, like African-Americans, Mexican-Americans, particularly in the Southwest, were forbidden from entering white schools, public areas, shops, and restaurants.

Fortunately, as someone of Hispanic origin, I can speak out against unchecked immigration without being labeled a racist. As far as I can tell, it's destroying California.

What we have in California are two distinct classes of Mexicans - legal and illegal immigrants. But, while this seems, on the face of it, purely a legal distinction, it points to vast cultural and economic differences. Those who immigrate legally tend to come from the country's middle and upper classes. They bring with them a respect for education, authority and proper language, proficiency in at least two languages, an appreciation for classical music and great literature, and traditional family values. However, an overwhelming number of immigrants, those who come here illegally, are the impoverished and uneducated. They hail from small mountain villages, border towns, or the jungle. They come with antiquated ideas about the importance of physical labor, education, medicine, child-rearing, a woman's role, drinking, and manliness. Moreover, many have limited literacy in even Spanish. It's best to think of this group as the hillbillies of Mexico.

While complaining about illegal immigrants based purely on cultural factors would smack of racism, there's more to it than just that. Although most work terribly hard for the little money they make, their rural background ill-equips them to raise children in the urban setting of California. The lack of emphasis they place on attaining a quality education, especially in regards to their daughters, produces children who not only resent school, but also have unrealistic expectations about the quality of life they will enjoy. At some point, reality comes crashing down on these children and they realize they have but two options: commit to a life of backbreaking, low-paying jobs, or enter into a life of crime. Often, the choice is crime.

Having said that, I'd like to suggest that the problem with illegal immigration is two-fold: the spread of violence and the loss of a unified American identity. Some would suggest that it's about the drain on social services and national security, but that's really more of a rallying call for racists than actual reality. Economists not only trumpet forth the positive influence of immigrants on the economy, they suggest that more immigration would be preferable. Others have shown that the savings immigrants provide corporations and consumers far outweigh what they take back in social services. As for national security, more terrorists have been caught trying to enter the country through our unprotected border with Canada than at Mexico's. But, by far the most common complaint against illegal immigrants is that they're taking away jobs from hard-working Americans. I have two thoughts on this: 1) How many Americans are willing to pick hundreds of strawberries a day, and 2) If Americans can't take advantage of their educational opportunities to the extent that they can't compete against immigrants from the jungle, it's their own fault.

Anyone who doubts that violence stems from the vicious cycle of poverty, a lack of education, and poverty again, which coincidentally is the cycle many immigrants' children perpetuate, need only visit several of the communities in which I have lived. We can, for example, look at Pomona, the nice middle and upper class community in which I lived while growing up. This city, referenced in an old Disney cartoon, and once famous for its orange groves, theatre houses, and stellar school system, is now primarily a Hispanic community plagued by poverty and violence. Its upscale areas refuse to refer to themselves as part of the city and have adopted nicknames: Phillip's Ranch and the Ganesha Hills. And, the school system has fallen in such disrepair that some of the schools have been taken over by the state.

We need to do our best to preserve what little sense of national identity we still have left. Although the children and grandchildren of immigrants eventually assimilate in the mainstream American culture, right now we have so many people immigrating to this country that they are able to establish cultural enclaves, where there is heavy pressure against assimilation. And, if what has happened in the former Soviet Union, Rome, Spain, Iraq, and other countries is any indication, losing a sense of national pride and unity leads to sectarianism, mistrust, violence, and even the potential division of a country. Personally, I'm offended when I attend events or watch rallies where the flag of another country is waved rather than ours. Unless, you moved here recently, and have affection for your homeland, there's no excuse for this. And yet, many second generation immigrants engage in this. Besides, I would hope that people be grateful to be here and proud of this country which has given them so many opportunities. And, although my father has endured vicious racism, especially when he first came here decades ago, he's proud enough of this country that he's attended Air Shows, worn a motorcycle helmet with the American flag, and wanted to serve in Vietnam.

Beyond the issues of violence and a unified national identity, I oppose illegal immigration simply on the grounds that it's diminishing the quality of education in this country and strengthening insulting stereotypes of Mexicans. With so many students who either have limited literacy in English or resent schooling altogether, it has become difficult to serve those students who both want to learn and have the literacy to do so. In the past, those students with limited literacy in English were tracked into special courses, but, as an unintended result of a racist bill passed a decade ago, those students are now in mainstream college-preparatory courses where everyone now suffers. The best students are forced to learn at a slower pace, while the weaker students struggle just to hang on and earn a D. And, as for the stereotypes, I'd rather not be portrayed as an uneducated hillbilly with antiquated ideas about how the world operates. People often tell me I'm different from other Mexicans they know, but that's just because Mexicans like me tend to live south of the border.

As for the question of how to put an end to illegal immigration, I have to agree with the often outrageous Ann Coulter. We need to make it more difficult for illegal immigrants to come here, and easier for qualified immigrants to come through the proper channels. (As companies, such as California Edison will tell you, we are experiencing a shortage of qualified workers in the technology industry, and it costs a significant deal of money to locate, train, and import workers from outside the country.) There are several things that can be done to eliminate the rampant immigration.

First, employers of illegal immigrants should be fined and threatened with jail time - this includes farmers, corporations, and people who just want someone to mow their lawns.

Second, deny access to social services such as hospital care. But, keep access to education open as a lack of education begets poverty, which in turn begets violence.

Third, police should run background checks of each person they arrest. If the person committing the crime happens to be here illegally, deport them. This is being done in Texas right now, much to the chagrin of the Mexican community there. Unfortunately for them, I don't want criminals from other countries living here, and I don't think anyone else does either.

Apartment complexes and housing developments that admit illegal immigrants should also be fined heavily and threatened with the possibility of a jail term for obstruction of justice.

Finally, for those who want to take extreme measures, we can either outlaw or limit the use of other languages in professional settings, on business placards, and in the media (television, radio, and advertisements). Under such conditions, immigrants who don't already know English would be forced to acquire it. To sum it up, if you want immigration under control, you have to be willing to take away the incentives for it.

Monday, October 15, 2007

Content

Today it was actually a bit nippy outside, cloudy, drizzly, and some what gloomy. It was fabulous. I got all cuddled in my nice warm cat blanket, made a cup of tea, and watched '28 Weeks Later' with Chris. Simply delightful.

I want an espresso machine. BADLY. Then I can have caramel macchiatos, lattes, and chai tea any time. It would be SO very happy making. :::sigh:::

Thursday, October 11, 2007

On Education

As a teacher, specifically one from Southern California - the epicenter of the immigration debate, I'm often asked about my thoughts on both the subject of education and immigration. The following are some, but not nearly all of those thoughts, since I could and have written major essays on them in the past.

- Why can't schools in low-income neighborhoods, which tend to serve minority populations, provide a quality of education equal to that of schools in largely white, middle-class communities? Unfortunately, this is a rather complicated problem, and people tend to gravitate towards the simplest answer. The following are a few of the reasons why there is an achievement gap.

- The Environment
1) The violence prevalent in so many of our poorest communities drives away many of the most qualified teachers. Would you want to work in a school or community where you'd be afraid of being shot, stabbed, mugged, or jumped?

2) Too many of the teachers in these schools are what I refer to as mental midgets, meaning they have failed a teacher certification exam anywhere from three to eight times, despite the fact that those tests are at the eighth grade level.

3) Although low-income schools (taxes play a role here), are eligible for additional funds from the state and federal coffers, mismanagement of said money guarantees that teachers at these schools have few resources available to students and teachers. Ex: I still don't have a pencil sharpener for my classroom.

4) The violence in the surrounding areas prevents many students from collaborating on after-school projects, visiting libraries, or staying out at night to take place in extra-curricular activities. In Los Angeles, a student was shot through the wall of her bedroom while reading The Last of the Mohicans.

5) Starvation is a direct result of poverty; and, in communities where 96% of the children don't have enough to eat, it's not unreasonable to expect that kids have more important things on their mind than Algebra.

- Immigrant Issues
1) Those emigrating to the United States are overwhelmingly the poor and dispossessed of their respective countries, not the engineers, doctors, or Nobel Laureates. That said, many of these immigrants not only have no knowledge of English, they also have a limited knowledge of their own native language.

2) Without access to educational opportunities or stable work, many immigrants do not have the time or the support to gain proficiency in English. This should not be surprising when so many native-born Americans have an appalling degree of proficiency in English. It has been found that only 30% of all college grads can properly analyze a text.

3) Many of the dispossessed immigrants come from areas where the lack of access to an education has taught them that the only way to acquire economic prosperity is through backbreaking manual labor.

4) Thus, the children of these immigrants grow up without any foundations in English, and are brainwashed into thinking that manual labor, and not education, will be their means of escape from the ghetto. It's not a lack of work ethic; it's a lack of understanding how to go about reaching their goals.

- Social Pressures
1) There's a great degree of pressure from those within immigrant communities for children to retain their culture, language, and values for fear of having them become "too" American.

2) A lack of support at home makes it difficult for children to become immersed in the American school system, its language, and its values.

3) Lack of support oftentimes leads to isolation and alienation not only from family but also from any possible friends. (i.e. Doing too well in school is often seen as becoming white-washed). Would you have had the courage to become an outsider (at school and at home) as a small child?

4) The lack of positive role models and the negative stereotypes on TV work to define how these students view themselves - as low-achieving, impoverished, thugs. As numerous studies have shown, students rise or fall to meet the expectations we have of them.

Now that I've spent a good deal of time talking about the struggles many students face, I'd like to make it clear that I believe making excuses and allowances for students is a huge disservice, one that promotes and encourages future failure. Struggles should define where we've come from, not where we're going.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Lonesome

I'm aching to plan a Halloween party! I have so many great ideas for decorations, food, drinks, and activites. Or a cocktail party. Or a game night. Or ...

Unfortunetly it would probably be a party for 2 because I haven't really made any real friends out here in California. :( Come to think of it, I've lived in 3 different areas since I moved here 2 years ago, which is part of the problem. I'm not the type of person who surrounds herself with tons of "friends," I'm more of the person who has a few "close" friends. And close friends are hard to make. During my 4 years at college, I consider myself to have made about 5 close friends.

I'm really lucky that I get to live with my significant other, (who is also one of my best friends,) but ... he's pretty much my "only" real friend out here. I consider my former roommates friends, but not close friends. I mean we haven't even really kept in contact since I moved almost 2 months ago.

:::sigh::: I just want some friends so I can plan a damn party. :P But how? Most of the people at work are nice ... but ... not really the type I'd spend alot of time with. Most of them are more into the "let's go clubbing" scene. I miss my friends from home. I hate living so far away some times. :(

Monday, October 08, 2007

Ouchy.

So much for starting my week "refreshed." Instead I ended up in the hospital getting 8 stitches on the side of my left leg/calf. Grrrr. I had a bit of an accident at work involving a shattered glass and my leg. Oh well. And it sucked because I didn't have time to make any money. AND I can't work-out tomorrow. The good news is that I didn't have to pay for anything since it happened at work. It was my first experience getting stitches and getting the stitches didn't hurt as much as the several shots I had to get in my leg to numb the area. Unfortunetly, the numbing effect is starting to wear off and I can feel my lower leg beginning to throb. Booo hooo. :(

I'm trying to play one of the Resident Evil playstion games (Chris bought a pack of all three Resident Evil games the other day,) so who knows, it'll probably result in another injury, lol. Everytime I play those games at Erika's house I always end up panicking and thrashing around- resulting in injury. :P

Okay well I'm off to fight the war against zombies, hopefully I'll have better luck tomorrow!

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Sniffle

Today was the laziest day I've had in a loooooong time. On Wednesday night I started to get a cold, and by Friday/Saturday it had gotten pretty nasty. But despite the fact that my nose was clogged, my head hurt, and my throat hurt, I was still able to go to work Friday night/Saturday morning/ and again Saturday night. But for some reason today, the cold just kicked my butt!!! I mean, I literally laid on the couch ALL DAY and watched a '7th Heaven' marathon on tv. I just had no energy whatsoever, I felt drugged ... (well technically I was because I got so desperate that I went to the Walgreens pharmacy and bought the over-the-counter Sudafed ... however you spell it.)

But even though the only productive things I did today was to go buy more toilet paper and bake cookies, it felt soooooo good just to relax all day long. Those days are few and far in between. Even on my days off from work I still keep busy by working-out, running errands, cleaning, etc etc.

Hopefully tomorrow I will wake up refreshed, reenergized, and ready to start my week!

Friday, October 05, 2007

Pumpkins and Things

I got some fall/Halloween decorations for the apartment today- yay! This is a picture of what I put on top of our refridgerator, isn't it cute? I love, love, love to decorate for seasons and holidays! I also found a bunch of super cute Halloween treat ideas to make for Halloween, and I got some really cute Halloween cupcake holder thingys ... can't remember what they're called .... lol. :P

Pretty soon I have to go to work -BLAH- I just had to spread the decorating excitment! :P

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Tea Party

Mmmmm I just drank not one but TWO cups of hot Celestial Seasonings honey vanilla chamomile tea. YUMMM-o. You all should try that flavor. Splendid really.

On Sunday Chris and I went to the LA County Fair, which was loads of fun. The food theme this year was, "Fried food on a stick." Interesting, no? Well let's just say that they had "deep fried oreos" and I tried them. Yuck. YUCK. Hahaha they made me so queezy! On the less queezy (for me at least,) I had cotton candy too. Yummmmy!

I feel a bit ill today. My head has been banging since last night and I'm sweaty and clammy and my throat hurts and my nose is a bit runny. Hmmmm. Sounds like a cold. Perhaps.

Was SO excited to have 'House' start again the other week. YAY!!!

Hmmm ... that is all.

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Back Online.

You never realize how dependant you become on the internet for certain things until you are forced to go without. I was forced to go without it just for the past 4 days and I was already going insane! You just get into the habit of doing certain things and checking certain things online everyday that when you don't have access to it all of a sudden, it's like, "what do I do?" :P I mean, everyday I check my e-mail, my two myspace accounts, my blog, other people's blogs, eonline, foodnetwork, etc etc. And when I need to know a certain piece of information I just look it up on the internet! Monday, I needed to pay my cell phone bill but couldn't because I didn't have access to the internet. Ahhhhh but the internet is back and I can now resume my usual routine. :P

Fall. I love it. (Even though it's not nearly as good out here in California ... ) But I'm excited about it just the same. I love wearing cute long sleeve sweaters and getting all cozey inside with a book or a movie on, with pumpkin pie scented candles, fall decorations, and a nice warm latte. :::sighhh:::: ahhhh yes. I think I need to go get some fall decor tomorrow ...

Cramps. They hurt. Bloated. Gahhh.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

The Pre-Period Dumps

:::sigh::: I can always tell when "that time of the month" is approaching. About 3 days before, my face always breaks out and I'm super hungry all day long. I truly have the symbol of "a period" on my face, what with the giant zit I just popped on my chin. AND I get sad and depressed for about one day. I'll be in the car driving and I'll start crying for no reason. BUT this doesn't happen all week long, it's just for the one day usually, like 3 days before. Does anyone else get these symptoms? lol. GRRRRR.

On the bright side, Chris and I are going to the LA County Fair tomorrow, so that should be fun! Mmmmmm I smell cotton candy already!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

A First

Here's my very first attempt at oil painting that I did today- woo hoo! It's not a complete disaster, although it's definitely not a masterpiece either, lol. One of the things on my "list of things I'd like to do," was to buy an oil paint set and to learn how to use it! Soooooo yeah. Although, oil paints are a "major" pain in the arse to clean up- as I just discovered. :P But I'm excited to paint other pictures and hopefully improve a greeeeat deal!

Oh and BTW, I also beat the video game I've been babbling about, heeheehee.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

End of the Night

After almost one week of play, I am just about ready to defeat Dracula in "Castlevania, Symphony of the Night!" Bwahhhh ha ha ha! (Only to soon start another game, the special edition of 'Marvel Ultimate Alliance' that Chris bought the other day.) :p

Friday, September 21, 2007

Sad Update

My grandpa died during the night last night- very sad news. I didn't find out about it (that he had a lung tumor,) until yesterday evening so I was planning on calling today. Unfortunately I got another voicemail from Esther while I was out running this morning from 8:15am-9:30am informing me that he had already passed. Woah. Things happen so quickly some times. Very sad. :( Grandpa, you were loved and will be missed!

His obituary: "Buford Loren Lamb, 88, of Raytown Mo., passed away at Mission Springs Assisted Living on Thursday, September 20, 2007. Graveside services will be held at Floral Hills Memorial Gardens Saturday, September 22, 2007, at noon. Visitation will be held one hour prior at Floral Hills Funeral Home. Buford was born in Collins, Mo., to James and Rhoda Mae Lamb. He is preceded in death by his parents, all of his siblings, and one daughter, Debbie Marshall. He is survived by his loving wife of 64 years Margie; three children: Linda Enlow, Theresa Andersen and husband Bruce, Roger Lamb and wife Erica Valerie; six grandchildren, Erika, Andrew and Allison Marshall, Laura and Paul Andersen, and Christopher Lamb. Buford was a devoted member of the Faith Presbyterian Church. In lieu of flowers the family suggests donations to Hospice Care of Kansas. Buford was a wonderful and loving husband, dad, grandpa and friend. Our memories of him will carry us forward. Fond memories and condolences for the family may be left at the website www.dwnewcomers.com. (Arrangements by: D.W. Newcomer's Sons Floral Hills Chapel, 7000 Blue Ridge Blvd., KCMO 64133, at 816-353-1218)"

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

:(

I just got a voice mail from Esther on my phone informing me of the news that they found a large tumor inside my grandpa's lung and he's not expected to hold out much longer. This makes me very sad. Especially since I can't be there. :(

Monday, September 17, 2007

Lazy Sunday

This is a picture of the coffee cake I made yesterday, doesn't it look yummmmy? Because I can assure you, it was! (And still is!) Mmmmm you guys should try it. You can get the recipe at foodnetwork.com, although next time I make it I think I'm going to double the amount of streusel that I put in it. YUM!

Yesterday I spent almost the entire day playing the PS2 video game 'Castlevania, Symphony of the Night,' it was great! I hadn't played a video game in so long! I almost forgot what it felt like to have that raw thumb feeling from too much playing. :P (Although I didn't achieve blistering status, like I used to so many times before in the days of old, hehe.)

Now the question is: What do I do before work tonight? Something productive? Or ... video games ... hehehe ... :::starts wandering off::: :P

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Impatient Kitty

This video just made my morning ... LOL. :P

Saturday, September 15, 2007

A 4-Course Evening

Chris and I are watching the movie, "Prairie Home Companion" with Tommy Lee Jones, Meryl Streep, and Lindsay Lohan. At an hour into the movie, so far neither of us are very impressed. It's not really what I expected ... it's mostly songs ... it seems pretty flat. However, a few minutes ago a joke was told in the film that threw Chris into an uncontrollable fit of laughter. Here goes:

Two penguins were standing on a hill and one penguin said to the other, "You look like you're wearing a tuxedo." The other penguin replied, "What makes you think I'm not?"

That's it. That's the whole joke. And Chris was red in the face from laughing over it. Ehem ... lol.

We went to eat a 4-course dinner at Black Angus tonight, it was delicious. I never eat steak, but the filet mignon I had was yummy! We also had a super sample appetizer, potato soup, steak with mashed potatoes and fries, and a huge piece of chocolate mountain cake with vanilla ice cream for dessert. Sooooo much food! Let's just say that I had to unbutton my jeans after "that" meal! :P

Back to the movie.

Thursday, September 13, 2007

Quiz Time!

Following in Barf's foot steps ... the, "Which historical figure are you?" quiz.

Edvard Munch





Edvard Munch should paint your portrait. You are a very emotional person. You are always up for a good talk with one of your friends. You don't like to keep things bottled up. Often, you are friendly and outgoing, but that can change very easily to being introverted and cold.


Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com


I took the, "Which screwed up celebrity do you resemble most?" quiz. HAHAHA.
You most resemble Michael Jackson





You are different from most people. You don’t follow the social norms of the society you live in and live on impulse. You are an easy target for critics, but you don’t let their opinions get you down. You are cool on your own terms.


Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com


Would I get away with murder?







Minimal: You would most likely not get caught, but if you did, it would be due to technological developments arising after the case had gone cold.
from QuizGalaxy.com

Monday, September 10, 2007

I ...

want some oil paints and canvas so I can make "happy trees." That is all.

Random Things

My first week at the new Elephant Bar has been going alright so far. Management is really nice, the workers are nice, and the restaurant seems to run pretty smoothly for the most part. However, people out here in West Covina don't tip "nearly" as well as they did in Burbank! Although, my shifts here have been longer than they were in Burbank and I've been getting scheduled 6 days a week as opposed to 5, so I guess it evens itself out.

Well, I told my dad that I moved in with Chris, (my dad is not the type of guy who approves of living together before you're married,) because I thought it would be better for me to just tell him rather than lying about it and having him possibly find out from some one else. He reacted pretty much how I expected, (although he specifically said he wouldn't quote any Bible verses.) He simply said that he "was" a bit disappointed because he believes it's morally wrong, but he also said he really respects me for telling him the truth and he thanked me for doing that. Wew, glad that's over with!

Last week I made a dessert called Brown Sugar Chewies, and they were sooooo good! (Especially topped with vanilla bean ice cream!) They were so easy and quick to make, you all should try them! (The recipe is on the link.) Mmmmmmmm yummy. :P

Chris has really soft cheeks, so I call him "cheeks." :P

Friday, September 07, 2007

End of Week, End of Argument

So if you're reading Chris' blog below and are worrying that we've broken up you can rest assured that we haven't. :)

Last night we sat down and talked about Chris' blog and the whole argument that we had been having. From simply reading the title of Chris' blog, you can see that he felt under appreciated. The funny thing is, is that he had been mad about something for several weeks, and he didn't even know "why" he was mad because he never really thought about it until yesterday. Even "I" could tell he was mad about something during the past couple of weeks, (I knew it was a bad sign when Chis snapped at me twice for petting Toasty!) So since he was mad about something, basically everything else I did just seemed to make him more angry. Hehehe, last night Chris admitted that it was unfair that I had to find out about it through a pen. :P

So, if your friend or significant other seems mad for days on end, they probably are and might not even know why. This is why you should ask them what's bothering them to prompt them to think about it so that you can resolve the situation before they end up blowing up over something like a nice pen ...

We did decide to nix the name calling. If we're in the apartment and another argument breaks out, if it starts to get to the point of yelling and name-calling, we have to take a time-out ... and sing a couple songs on karaoke revolution. :P (And if "I" am extra worked up I might even have to watch a couple Donald Duck cartoons during the time-out, those always make me feel better! lol) And if we're "not" in the apartment when an argument breaks out, we still have to take a time-out. At least for me, during the time-out I'll write out a list of my "points" or things that are bothering me.

Relationships are like cars; they require routine maintenance. If you don't maintain your car, you're going to end up with a whole lot of problems all at once, which will be overwhelming and expensive. After reading the long list of things in Chris' blog, for me it was basically like taking in my car for a simple oil change and then finding out that there's about 10 other things that are wrong with it! Yes, it was overwhelming and if our relationship "was" a car, it would have been expensive.

And ... I have to work tonight. Blah.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Chris' Long-winded "I want some respect and appreciation" Rant


Am I really a bleeping jackass? At least that's what it's looking like these days, with blog posts that exclude what I've had to go through - such as being called a bleeping jackass multiple times.

As John and company have pointed out, candy wrappers and flung pens don't amount to the exasperating anger I'm feeling at this point; although, I'm still not very pleased with having my most expensive pen (a Christmas present) flung backwards, possibly hitting the glass screen of my very expensive television, a present to myself after years of watching TV on a cracked 13 inch television.

This summer, I've given up so much for Allison - too much to endure what's going on at present.

1) The trip to Missouri - I missed several job interviews and turned down a job offer at a school which pays significantly more than any of the public schools in the area. The job would have begun the week Allison and I visited Missouri.

2) I invited Allison to move in with me when her lease was up. She was stressing out about her cost of living in the heart of Los Angeles, especially with the rent going up, the cancellation of visitor parking privileges at her apartment complex, and the $250 dollar charge for a single parking spot. On top of that, her money was stolen at the Elephant Bar several weeks ago - about the amount she sets aside for rent each month, so that didn't make things any better.

My invitation to her to move in was a very big deal. I've lived alone for several years, meaning I have my own way of doing things, and I like them that way. For example, when I get home after a hard day at work, I like being able to grab a soda, sit down on the couch, and either watch the news or listen to some music - none of which I've done much of lately.

Well, you would have thought that I was offering her a death sentence. Despite the fact that I was offering her the opportunity to live at my place at no cost, and providing her with her own dedicated parking spot, and abundant space for her things, I had the offer thrown in my face like garbage. What followed were a million reasons why where I live was beneath her, and why it was okay for her to move in with Roger, but not me.

3) A few weeks ago, I went from having no teaching position offers to having five! And, not only did I have five, but they were all within easy driving distance to an Elephant Bar - because I was accepting interviews only for positions that would allow Allison to continue working at the Elephant Bar - this is very very hard when there are so very few of those restaurant in not only LA and San Bernardino County, but the rest of the country.

Now, one of the teaching positions was in San Bernardino, which is the heart of San Bernardino County, an infected, pestilent, violent heart at that. To give you an idea of what San Bernardino is like, it is composed of people who moved East out of South Central Los Angeles and Compton - the parts of LA that end up on COPS and movies about violent crime. I was afraid to stop anywhere, or roll down my window for fear of death. The school I was going to be teaching at if I accepted the position was so low performing that the state was threatening to shut them down unless they improved soon. Their best students were performing worse than my worst students from last year. A simple comparison of scores would be 626 to 922 on a one-thousand point scale. And, I found out that at least 96% of the people living in the area were living far below the poverty line. Let's be honest, poverty is closely related to crime, gangs, and violence. Did I want to be teaching in a violent environment? No. (More English teachers are killed by students than other types of teachers).

Nevertheless, Allison lobbied strongly for just this option. To her, the wonderful housing, in the nearby cities of Redlands and Loma Linda, and the added combat pay for my position more than justified working in such an environment. And, it justified my having to drive about two and a half hours to work each morning, at least for the first two months of work.

To make matters worse, one of the positions I was being offered was for Junior English - American Literature, all AP and Honors courses at Hollywood High AND during their magnate (super smart and motivated) track, as they have various tracks since they run year-round. This position was a DREAM. This position still is my dream, and the dream of every English teacher out there. For those who don't know, positions like this are impossible to find. Most teachers in California wait their whole lives for a position like this, accumulating enough experience points working at the same school for decades. When you have enough points, you can request to fill a good position at another school in the district, or you can fill a vacancy at your own school. How often do you think those positions are vacated? Never. They are vacated when someone either dies or retires.

Did Allison support me? No. She didn't even try. Erica was there when I got the job offer. She saw how offensively selfish Allison was about the whole thing. Allison didn't want to live in or near Hollywood High and that was "that." All she cared about was herself. At no point did she ever even show a shred of understanding, sympathy, or support and instead lobbied me to work in Gangland. It's true that I dislike driving through the middle of LA, dislike parallel parking, wasn't very excited about a lengthy commute, and that housing in the Hollywood area is far more expensive than what I'm paying right now - all good reasons why I may not have wanted to accept the position at Hollywood High. However, Allison is the primary reason why I turned down the dream I've been holding onto for five years, the dream I'll likely be holding onto for at least two more decades of futility.

4) Flash-forward a few weeks. I gambled on a job offer and secured a position teaching 10th grade at a high school that is neither outstanding nor bad. The school's about 12 miles West of my current apartment, or an hour away, regardless of whether I take the streets or freeway. Anyhow, I was very excited to land this position because it meant I could stay where I was for the moment. I wouldn't have to move while trying to grapple with being a new teacher at a new school; I wouldn't have the stress of resettling while trying to study for my Masters exam; I wouldn't have to be hours away from my university; and I wouldn't have to move away from my father, who I drove to and from the hospital during his heart attack ordeal and recovery.

Nevertheless, as with my opportunity to pursue a dream, Allison didn't care about my concerns whatsoever. All that mattered to her was finding a new place, particularly one with a fitness center. But, not only did she want to move so bad, she went around with her passive aggressive attitude mentioning here and there how bad my place was. For a fitness center, she wanted me to pay several hundred dollars extra a month, spend extra time driving to work, and inconvenience myself in all the ways listed above. So ... I helped her with her search. In fact, I was the one responsible for being serious about finding a new place. I spent days searching online, and finding apartment guides at convenience stores, printing off prospective apartments, their addresses, and directions to those places.

5) Now that Allison's moved in - because she hated my Sealy Posturpedic Twin mattress, I bought a Queen size bed for nearly $700 dollars, and spent ample time looking for that mattress so we could get the best deal. The usual price would have been $1,012 dollars.

ARG!

This is what I've received in return for what I've given up.

1) Allison rearranging everything and getting huffy when I ask where my things are.

2) Allison practically telling "me" where I can and cannot feed my own cat (i.e. the counter).

3) Allison telling me it's okay that I only save about 1/7th of my salary each month because I "make more" than her.


4) Rude, piss-contest-like behavior.
a) I complain about how cold my shower was, she responds by saying only that hers must have been colder earlier in the day.

b) I complain about how much I spent at the mechanic, and all I hear is how much worse it was for her, and what a genius she was for buying her own cabin filter.

c) I talk about how tired I am having to get to work by 7:30 am, when the drive is terrible even without crashes, blackouts, or road construction. All I hear is how much worse she had it for working at Starbucks, regardless of the fact that she did not have early shifts five days in a row, as I do, or have to drive so far to get to Starbucks in the morning.


5) Rude-behavior just for the sake of being rude. For example:
a) When my pen is flung, the response is not, "Don't mess with my nose." But, something to the effect of, "Oh, it's completely okay and I would never feel bad, never, about something as lame as your pen. Your pen is stupid and since you used it it can't even be expensive." What? It's one thing not to be sorry, another to be flagrantly offensive and proud of what you did.

b) My shirts - (the ones I like and not the ones that should be thrown away), the bed sheets, the pillow cases, and the towels have been bleached different colors by the face cream Allison uses. Her responses have ranged from screaming at me that it's not her make-up (this is maddening since no one believes it was make-up and we both know it was the face cream), and stomping out of the room. Not until yesterday night did she finally admit it was the cream. And again, what did I get after that - that I should be thankful I don't have to use that cream. I completely understand that she needs that cream, but when my things get irreparably harmed, I expect something better than being shouted at about make-up, or being told that I should be grateful I don't have to use the cream in question.

c) When I've brought things up in the past few weeks that she didn't feel like thinking or talking about, she's turned her head away, mumbled something under her breath, and then pretended like I never even spoke to her.

d) She's pretended to be asleep during the day only to start arguing and cursing at me the minute I need to go to sleep. I do not appreciate having to go to work on the first official day of school with only five hours of sleep. Five hours is enough to get by the day, but not enough to interact with and teach almost two-hundred students at a school whose policies and curriculum I haven't yet learned.

e) She's complained on and off that I'm a pig because she found grease in the bottom tray of my fridge. (She ripped my hot dog packaging and allowed that grease to settle in the tray without cleaning it up.)

f) She's complained about my stale bread and then discovered that there was a tear in the plastic wrapping. That tear was not there before she moved in. And, now the set of hamburger buns I bought this weekend has a tear in it too! I wonder how that tear got there when I hadn't touched the buns until last night, when I discovered the tear. If you're going to complain about my stale bread, it would be nice if you didn't tear the packaging.


CONCLUSION
I'm really very mad that I've given up so much, only to be faced with rude and thankless behavior in the place I call home.

Allison is the first girl I've ever asked to move in with me, the first one I've bought a bed for, the first one I've jeopardized my career for, and the first girl I've ever put ahead of my own personal dreams. And yet, she's perfectly okay being rude and disregarding not only my needs, but my dreams.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Am I a Bitch?

You decide, because Chris certainly thinks so.

Monday night, I was laying down on the floor watching tv. Chris had a pen in his hand and decided to try and stick the pen up my nose. Automatically, I batted the pen away from my nose, causing the pen to fly out of his hand and onto the carpet. (Chris likes to point out that the pen "bounced off the remote" before it hit the carpet.") He immediately began to get huffy because he then pointed out, ("after" trying to stick the pen up my nose,) that it was an expensive pen, that I could have broken it. He told me that I should be sorry because I could have potentially damaged his pen(there was no damage done,) and was quite outraged when I said I "wasn't" sorry. When I explained "why" I wasn't sorry, he started raising his voice and called me a "---- bitch." Allow me to explain why I wasn't sorry.

1. I had no idea the pen was "expensive" when he tried to stick it up my nose.

2. I didn't intentionally try to damage the pen. When some one tries to stick a pen up my nose, my first instinct is to bat it away.

3. Chris has tried sticking his fingers up my nose MANY times before, and he knows I don't like it. I always swat his hand away. So WHY would he try to stick his "expensive" pen up my nose in the first place?

After I explain these reasons to Chris, he says that they don't matter. That "it's not the point." He says that regardless of my reasons, I should still be sorry that I could have potentially damaged his nice pen. In fact, when I told him the above reasons for not being sorry, he said I'm "so proud of my actions." That I'm "proud" to act like a bitch.

Well, the topic got brought up again this evening because Chris was like, "I got you something, if you behave." (Which started us arguing over it again because I didn't/don't see my behavior over the pen fiasco as "misbehaving.") The more I would explain why, the more angry Chris got. He must've called me a "fucking bitch" close to ten times. According to him, he called several people earlier today and they all agreed with him that I was acting like a bitch. He was like, "no wonder everyone thinks you're a bitch!" Finally, after lots of arguing and getting no where, I got so frustrated that I went into the bedroom and laid down on the bed for 3.5 hours. I didn't want to talk about it anymore. When Chris walked in, I pretended to be asleep so we wouldn't start arguing again. Well at 10:30pm when he came in to go to bed we started arguing- again.

Some one please tell me, should I be sorry that I could have potentially damaged his pen? Because right now I'm not. And I don't appreciate him calling me a "f--king bitch" over and over. He also brought up other things (which I won't go into because I'm too tired,) but the point is, is that Chris doesn't think I know how to take responsibility. I ate a nutty bar yesterday on the couch and set the wrapper down on the floor when I was finished. I planned on throwing the wrapper away next time I got up, but Chris ended up seeing it on the floor, (and was quite outraged,) and threw it away himself. He seems to think that I put it on the floor "knowing" it was going to get chocolate on the carpet. When I explain to him that, a.) I would NOT have set it down on the floor if I knew it would make a mess, and that b.) I "was" going to throw it away when I got up, he says I'm just making excuses.

Now because of tonight Chris thinks I intentionally like to argue right before bed and that I don't want him to get any sleep. That I always would mention how I used to get only 3 hours of sleep when working at Starbucks so that it makes "his" not getting any sleep okay. (I may have mentioned my sleep deprivation because of Starbucks a few times in the past, but I haven't said that it makes "his" not getting enough sleep okay.)

Ummm, help? Opinions? And no matter the situation, I don't appreciate my own boyfriend calling me a "fucking bitch" over and over again. I have no desire to talk to him after that. "Am" I a bitch? I'll let "you" decide.

Monday, September 03, 2007

Self Diagnosis

Well I got through my first day at the new E-Bar today, and it actually wasn't as hellacious as I thought it would be. I got the hang of things really quickly so it wasn't too bad. And this E-Bar is only about 12 minutes away as opposed to the one I was working at in Burbank, which took a "minimum" of 45 minutes to get to.

Chris and I watched 'Labyrinth' yesterday, and the restored picture quality was eeeeexcellent! I was very pleased. Plus, there's a nice long documentary "behind the scenes" special feature at the end which has some really interesting parts, including some hilarious outtakes!

For many many years I've always had occasional chest pains every so often, and Andrew and I used to jokingly call them "heart attacks," (because he said he had them too on occasion.) In addition I've always had the occasional blackout/dizziness after standing up. Well in the past couple weeks, the whole dizzy/blackout thing has become a lot more frequent. Especially with the heat outside. Yesterday nearly "every" single time I stood up it happened. So I decided to look it up online out and I think I may have diagnosed myself, lol.

I came across a page on a condition called Orthostatic Hypotension which seemed to fit all my symptoms to a TEE. Symptoms of this disorder include; chest pain, (check,) trouble holding the urine, (everyone knows how often I have to pee :P,) impotence, and dry skin from loss of sweating, (I sweat a crap load.) Hmmmm. Interesting. Anyhow this problem can be caused by a number of different things which I won't go into right now because I'm too lazy and the link is just above if you're really interested in knowing. :P

Time to prepare myself to go running in the 99 degree weather. Woot woot!

Saturday, September 01, 2007

It's Hot.

I start work at the "new" Elephant Bar on Monday- Labor Day. Which ... will be extra special because my very first day at the new restaurant will be one of the absolute busiest days there is ... which means that ... it might suck getting slammed at the restaurant when I won't know where anything is. I work 6 days next week.

It's been hot outside lately. Yesterday it was 103. I haven't been able to work-out much because it's been too damn hot to run/hike outside. Oh well.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that as a "house warming gift" for when I moved in, Chris bought me the special edition of the 'Labyrinth' dvd. Yaaaaaay! I'll have to watch it soon ... I could go for a little Goblin King.

I painted a picture today. I'm excited because I just found out that there's a Color Me Mine about 15 miles away in Chino Hills- I'm totally going! :D

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

The Decision Has Been Made

To stay put. After weeks of looking for apartments online and spending the past several days actually "visiting" different apartments, we've finally reached the conclusion to stay right where we are for the time being.

Ultimately, probably the biggest reason that influenced the decision was money. Simply put, we'd both be able to save much more money if we stayed in Chris' current apartment. Right now Chris' current apartment, at 750 square feet (big for California, lol,) is only $1,100 a month, (also cheap for southern California.) Most of the apartments we looked at were "around" the same size, (some being smaller some being bigger,) but ran at least $1,300+ each month.

One apartment in particular (my favorite,) was $1,391 a month. It was sooooo cute! Great kitchen, beautiful interior, vaulted ceilings, a washer and dryer IN the unit, a wonderful balcony with a view, a fitness center, pool, and a great surrounding community. We even loved it so much that I wrote them a $100 "holding check" yesterday so that they would "hold" the apartment for 3 days while we debated over it. :::sigh::: I called them today and told them that we had ended up deciding against it. (I got my $100 back, of course.)

I think that was the best decision. I wasn't able to save very much money while living in LA, so living here would give me a much better opportunity to do so. I'd like to save money for my wedding business, more money for emergencies, and money for a car (when the day comes that my current car dies.) Sooooooo yes. Who knows, maybe next year? :P

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Do YOU cut the mustard?

Does Chris' english "cut the mustard?" He "is" an english teacher- so let's find out ...

Your English Skills:

Grammar: 100%
Punctuation: 100%
Spelling: 80%
Vocabulary: 80%

Monday, August 27, 2007

Wew.

Apartment hunting is a pain in the arse. LOL. This is the first time in my life I've ever really had to "hunt" for an apartment. It's not mandatory that Chris and I move from his/our current apartment, but we're currently looking at different options. Today we went to 3 different places and tomorrow we're probably going to look at a few more.

Today we also made a big investment in a nice mattress/bed set which will be delivered to us tomorrow- yay! :D It's a really nice, comfy queen-sized Sealy matress- and I got a super cute bedding set today to go with it. I'm definitely thinking a nap tomorrow to test out the matress sounds like a great idea. :P

While we were visiting our first apartment today, we came across a SUPER friendly stray cat. It was a really light sandy color, (like the color of a tweedip!) was pretty small, and it just came right up to us and started purring like crazy and was just dying for some affection. Sadly, it was very skinny and really sickly. It's little nose was reeeeally congested with snot and it had raspy sounding breathing. :( I actually started crying because it just broke my heart to see such a sweet and friendly cat so sick, hungry, and homeless. I think I might drive back over there tomorrow and see if I can find it and then take it to an animal shelter. Thankfully, Chris happened to have a box full of canned catfood (for Toasty,) in his car so we gave it 2 cans of food.

I wish I could just go around and rescue "all" the stray and sickly cats. :(

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Rachel Ray

Is a lush! I tried making her "margarita slushee" recipe on Friday night and for two people, the recipe called for 4 shots of tequila and 1 shot of triple sec. I mean ... that's FIVE shots in just two drinks! Needless to say, I cut the amount of booz that was called for in "half" and it still tasted strong! So I added way more lime sherbet than the recipe called for too. After a few minor adjustments, they were quite good! :P

Yesterday Chris and I went to SIX different places to look at matresses/bed frames. Blarrrrrgh. Why are matresses and bedframes so damn expensive?

I also bought a computer desk from Ikea yesterday and it was a pain in the RUMP to build. After about 2 hours of frustration Chris and I were both cursing the AWFUL instructions that were provided. BUT, after much sweat and cursing, the desk is now finally complete.

Friday night Chris and I rented the movies "Disturbia" with Shia Lebeof (however the heck you spell his name,) and "Vacancy" with Kate Beckonsdale and Owen Wilson. "Disturbia" wasn't as good as I had hoped it would be, with only a few minorly tense moments and a fairly predictable plot. "Vacancy" was ok, but it had an extremely predictable plot which was unfortunate.

Hmmmm, and that was my weekend, in a nutshell. And ... Toasty is meowing.

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Screaming Spiders


Yesterday when Chris came home we found that big mama black widow that was on our porch and Chris whacked it with a dust pan and it fell to the ground ... and it laid there ... with a yellowish sticky substance/crippling poison oozing out of the cracks of it's broken butt. Several minutes later, Chris returned with an oven later and, assuming it was already dead, started lighting the carcass on fire. Suddenly, the crumpled black widow started screaming! I mean, it was actually screaming. This high pitched, squealing sound came from it. So disturbing. That was the first time I'd ever heard a spider scream.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

A Change

Ok so yesterday I officially moved in with Chris- woo hoo! I could no longer afford to live in my current apartment with the new addition of adding an extra $250 a month for parking. Even my current roommates who have lived there for almost 4 years are moving at the end of the year when their lease expires. And so basically it came down to a.) living with some random person who I'd probably find on Rent.com that I wouldn't know or trust, or b.) live with Chris, some one who I know, love, AND trust. Plus I wanted to get out of the middle of Hollywood. Anyone whose been reading my blog this summer knows how much I've been complaining about the parking, prices, and construction! Argggg!

I've already unpacked almost everything and the apartment is beginning to look cute! :P Tomorrow I'm going to get some new stuff for the bathroom and eventually, (once Chris and I decide if we want to stay in this current apartment or find a new one,)I'll get a matress and bed. (Chris has a single matress on the floor, heehee.)

I'll be transferring to the Elephant Bar that's about 15 minutes away, (even closer then the one I've "been" working at,) so that's good.

Ummm today I went outside onto the porch to get the broom and ... I saw ... a big butt black widow! (Literally!) It was the biggest one I had ever seen. I completely had a panic attack. It was disgusting.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Mizzy in LA

Day 1: I picked Mizzy, (aka my sister Erika,) up from Union Station in downtown Los Angeles at 8:15am, (actually it was more like 8:35am because I got lost- THANKS mapquest!) From the station we headed back to my apartment to unload her luggage and so I could give her a "tour" of the area. For breakfast, we ate at the French Crepe Company, which was sooooo good! Nutella crepes are damn good. Yum. During the afternoon we walked around the Hollywood Blvd. area for several hours, going shopping, looking in various shops, visiting the Kodak and Chinese Theatres, and Erika even had her first ever experience at an Oxygen Bar! HA. It was pretty funny. After parading around Hollywood we met Chris for dinner and ate at Maggianos, one of my all time favorite italian restaurants out here! I ordered muscles in linguini with white wine sauce, Chris had sausage pizza, and Erika got some pasta that I can't remember the name of. I had 3 glasses of peach sangria- MMMMM.

Day 2: We headed down to Kato sushi bar around 11:30am for lunch, where Erika got the "all you can eat" sushi buffet. Basically, you just grab whatever you want to eat off of this moving belt in front of you. Unfortunetly, Erika didn't notice the "rules" card at her seat which said that you, "must eat whatever you take," and if you had anything you didn't eat, you had to pay full price for it. Hehehe, she had like 3 really big plates of gross stuff that she had to force down! :P Afterwards we headed out for a day in the sun at Venice Beach in Santa Monica. While there we "ran like David Hasslehoff," (HA!) played "300," (HA again,) and walked up and down the shopping strip. Fun times. After getting stuck in MAJOR traffic on the way home due to rush hour AND a car accident, we spent the night at Chris' and played several rounds of Karaoke Revolution. Woooo hoooo!!! (And of course, Erika met Toastykins.)

Day 3: Chris, Erika and I spent the entire day at Six Flags Magic Mountain. It was the perfect day to go! The weather was great, (it wasn't freezing like it was when Chris and I went back in April,) and it really wasn't all that crowded. We also bought "flash passes" which let us skip many of the big lines. I got to eat cotton candy, funnel cakes, and ride rollercoasters all day. It was GREAT. That night, we ate at Denny's. MMmmmm.

Day 4: Mizzy and I left Chris' place around noon and headed back to my apartment for an afternoon of lounging at the pool. We stopped at the grocery store and got some boodle, (aka fester food, aka SNACK food,) and some wine coolers. We layed around and swam for hours. We also witnessed these 3 little kids making quite a scene. This one boy, who looked to be about 3 or 4, kept going from the pool to the hot tub and pulling down his swim trunks (so that he was butt naked,) in each one. And each time he would be like, "I'm naaaaked in the hot pool!" "I'm naaaaked in the cold pool!" It was really funny. Erika and I were secretely watching and snickering the whole time. For dinner we went and ate at the Elephant Bar, then I showed her some more of LA, including the infamous Hayette Hotel on Sunset Blvd. OH and FYI, Paris Hilton was next door to my apartment at the Grove while we were there, LOL.

Day 5: We spent all afternoon at Chinatown looking around and shopping. I bought some presents for Chris and Erika bought a bunch of random items. We drank much boba, looked in many stores, and Erika even managed to get barged in on while in the restroom. HAHAHA. :P After about 4.5 hours in Chinatown, I drove Mizzy back to Union Station. :( Wahhhhh! No more Mizzy!!!!

Well, those are some of the highlights of the trip. It was a really great visit, so much fun! For pictures, go to my myspace profile.

Oh- and tomorrow is my LAST day at the Elephant Bar in Burbank!

Sunday, August 12, 2007

I Can't Believe It ...

Something "good" actually happened to me today! I just got my car insurance renewal policy in the mail, and my monthly insurance payment of $162 has been lowered to $132 a month! Woo hoo! That's $30 less each month. And that piece of information, especially right now, makes me VERY happy. :)

And- MIZZY will be here at 8:15am tomorrow morning! :D

Saturday, August 11, 2007

And it Continues ...

The bad luck, that is!

The flat tire I got on Sunday while on my way to work, (thereby causing me to MISS work,) was no big deal compared to what happened LAST night. At the Elephant Bar, all the costumers pay the servers for the meals. So instead of paying some cashier up front, they give the money to the server, and the server cashes them out. Throughout the night, we (the servers,) keep all the money (tips and money people use to pay for the meals,) in our little black check books. At the end of the night, the computer tells us how much money we "owe" to the restaurant before leaving, and then whatever is left is our tips. WELL. Last night as I was about to check out, some one STOLE my little black book filled with money. Don't ask me how, because I don't know. All I know is the managers and I looked for it until almost 1am last night. So ...

What this means is, not ONLY did I work 7 hours and walk away with ZERO dollars in tips, (I probably would have made about $150,) but now I also OWE the Elephant Bar $400. Yes that's right ... because some JACKASS stole my black check book, I now owe The Elephant Bar $400. As I mentioned in my previous blog, I only have 2 more weekends that I'm working at that place. So for the next 2 weekends that I work, I will make ZERO money every time now because I have to give it all to the Elephant Bar when I'm done. So starting NOW, I will be making no money until I move and get another job, which could be several weeks. I'm ... stressed.

:(

Just in: Chris more evil than Allison

You Are 38% Evil

A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.
In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.