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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.

Friday, August 10, 2007

Watch Out ... :P

You Are 24% 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.

Hahaha

You Are An Independent Girlfriend!

Whoa, Ms. Independent! Your guy digs your modern style...
But he's sometimes left to wonder if you really like him.
Keep that unique spirit, but show him your love a bit more often.
No worries - you're light years away from smothering him!

I'm a Banana ...

You Are Banana Pocky

Your attitude: fun and lighthearted
Unique and unforgettable
You are cutie everyone falls for

The Count Down Begins ...

Only 1.5 weeks left in this building! No more waking up to hammers pounding right above my room IN THE SAME SPOT like I have every day for the past 4 months! (I mean honestly, that's how you can tell they're not even really "working." When you pound the EXACT same spot every day for 4 months, there's simply nothing there to pound!) No more driving around for like 45 minutes looking for parking everytime I come home! No more stupid asshole security gaurds getting mad at parking in visitor parking! No more construction in every hall! Yaaaaaaaay! LOL. :P

And while I'm at it ... only 2 more weekends of working at the Elephant Bar! (Well, before I probably end up transfering to "another" Elephant Bar, HAHA.)

Mizzy is coming to visit me on Monday- can't wait! We're going to go to the beach, go to Six Flags Magic Mountain, shop, explore, go out to eat, do some Karaoke, site see, etc. Doesn't that just make everyone else want to come and visit? :::hint hint:::

Okay, I gotta go get ready for work!

Thursday, August 09, 2007

I'm Quaking in My ... Seat?

About 4 hours ago I experienced my biggest earthquake since moving to California. I was just sitting at the computer when all of a sudden the entire apartment building just shook back and forth- it was the weirdest feeling! It was like my bedroom was "rolling." I almost crapped my pants. And my roomie Kara who was alseep in the living room screamed. Yikes.

I'm tired. Off to bed I go.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Fun Times

Sunday started off shakey because as I was driving to work at 11:00am, some one rolled down their car window and informed me that, "did you know your back tired is flat?" "Uhhhh," I said a bit confused, "No I didn't. Thanks!" Crap. (Actually I said "shit" at the time.) :P I immediately pulled over to a "car lube station" and had some one look at my tire. Ohhhh boy. There was a nail stuck in my tire and it was completely flat. Grrrrr! The guy was kind enough to fill it with air and said I had better get it fixed as soon as possible because the air wouldn't last very long. He also said that since it was Sunday, it would be hard to find a repair shop that was open. Woops. No work for me! (And therefore no MONEY for me.) I ended up getting lost as I was trying to find the repair shop that he had mentioned, and happened to come across a "car spa and wash" station. Long story short they were able to fix my tire by puting a "tire plug" in it for only $10 (instead of having to spend almost $200 on a whole new tire.) While I was there I also got a car wash and a full service oil change. Exciting, I know.

Sunday evening was much better because I went to spend a couple days with Chris. We watched the movies, "300," "There's Something About Mary," and "Vanilla Sky," all of which I had never seen. They were all actually pretty good! (Although I admit to having been a little confused during "Vanilla Sky" at first.) :P

Monday Chris' ex-girlfriend (now friend) Quyen came over and we all had a fun time playing many rounds of Karaoke Revolution while working up quite a sweat. :P Later in the evening we headed over to "The Maccoroni Grill" for some dinner which turned out to be delicious! Quyen and I split an appetizer of calamari and a pitcher of sangria. Mmmmmmm it was soooo yummy! For my main course I got the "Sizzling Shrimp Scampi" which was, of course, tasty-licious. :P Over dinner I got to hear many a great tales about all the things Chris used to do when he dated Quyen- hehehehe. :P After dinner we headed back and did, of course, more Karaoke Revolution! Hahahaha.

Wooo I just realized that it's 10:58pm and I haven't officially eaten dinner yet. I'm starving! I'm off to eat. Mmmm.

Friday, August 03, 2007

It's Weird

Today I paid my last month's worth of rent- woo hoo! Kind of weird actually. And, today is the day that I have to put in my "2 weeks notice" at work, which is even weirder. Doing that brings mixed emotions; it's scary because I'm not sure "where" I will be working when I quit, it's exciting because it means I'm moving on to new things, and it's sad because I actually really like the people I work with for the most part. All the servers I work with are great, and the management is actually really good. Sooooo yeah. If I end up transfering to another Elephant Bar, I can only hope that it will be equally as good. We'll see.

Yesterday I went shopping- my favorite! I've gotten really good at it too. :P For $114 I bought: 5 new paint brushes, a nice set of mechanical pencils, colored pens, a new planner/organizer, a cute new pair of shoes, a pair of pants, 2 shirts, 2 pairs of earrings, 1 necklace, 2 pairs of cute undies, and a new bra. You have to admit- I got skillz! :P

Even though my roommates forgot about my birthday entirely, Chris didn't. I went over to his place a few days before my b-day, (because I had to work on my actual birthday,) and let me tell you, he cleaned his apartment from top to bottom! He even cleaned the toilet. :P For a guy, that's pretty impressive. In fact, the entire bathroom and kitchen had been cleaned. In addition, he also bought me some of my favorite treats. Orange juice, milk, 4 Starbucks Mocha Frapps, a 6-pack of the closest thing he could find to orange schmirnoffs, chocolate mint ice cream, 2 huge and yummy pizzas, pizza pringles, and cheetos! He was even planning to bake me a "birthday cake" of super yummy chocolate brownies layered with fudge in the middle, but silly me showed up too early and sort of spoiled that suprise. :P Sorrry! But we made the brownies anyway and they were delicious! AND, he also bought me 3 of my favorite girl dvds, 'Mean Girls,' '13 Going on 30,' and 'Clueless.' (All special editions of course!) :P I watched 'Clueless' yesterday, and it was still as great as it was when I watched it at age 14, haha.

Well I must be off to complete my final two weeks at the lovely Elephant Bar, yaaaaaaay. lol.

BTW- as an update to my last blog, parking at my apartment does "not" cost $80 a month. I mean, that would be ridiculous right? Of course it would! That's why it actually costs $250 A MONTH to park at my apartment. Yes you heard right, you have to pay $250 A MONTH just to park at your own apartment when you already have to pay a ludicrous amount for rent. THIS, my friends, is one of the major reasons why I'm sooooo outta here!

Sunday, July 29, 2007

I Just Have To.

Rant. Ok, this blog is going to be nothing but some good 'ol ranting- so if you don't want to read rants, stop reading!
I'm stressed. And annoyed. Here's a few reasons why:

1. PARKING. The fact that my apartment now requires you to have a 24-hour "guest pass" in order to park in visitor/future resident parking has left me with NO PARKING. Because I can't afford to pay $80 a month for my own parking spot, I have been parking in visitor/future resident parking for the past year. And despite the fact that this area of parking is almost never full, they now require passes. Today, after it taking AN HOUR AND A HALF for me to get home from work, I had to drive around for 35 minutes JUST so I could park some where and get to my own apartment.

2. MY COMPUTER. Starting yesterday my internet connection suddenly went to crap. I use "airport," which means my computer mooches off other people's internet signals. Ever since I bought this computer in May, it has worked beautifuly. But as of last night, it doesn't work half the time. Looks like I might have to head back to the library to use the internet.

3. MY KEYBOARD/GARAGEBAND. Let's just say that I have been trying for A LONG TIME to hook my keyboard up to my computer so that I can play and transfer songs. I bought my keyboard specifically so that I could write and record my own music. However- it's not working. I went to the Apple store where I bought my computer and asked them for advice (AND spent $27 on a device they recommended for it,) and nothing worked. I asked people at Best Buy, (AND bought ANOTHER device,) and it STILL doesn't work. I have had help and advice from Chris- still doesn't work. I have spent hours reading help pages and trying to figure things out and ... guess what? Yep. Still doesn't work. AHHHHH!

4. MY MAIL. Some one has been tampering with my mail. When I came home from Missouri, I found a package my dad had sent me half open (and he almost always sends $,) and that was missing. When I came home from Chris' the other day, I had two birthday cards sitting on the kitchen table. One of the cards had obviously been OPENED. It was a card from my aunt, you know the kind of cards that are shaped especially for $ and even have the pocket inside to KEEP the money in? Yeah, you can bet there was nooooo money in there. AND I didn't even get the birthday card from my dad it would seem.

5. MOVING. I'm moving in 3 weeks, and ... moving is stressful.

6. WORK. I'm not %100 sure where I'll be working, and being jobless sucks.

7. FORGETTING. Now- not that I really care or anything but ... my two roommates took our newest roommie Annie out to dinner the other week for her birthday. Annie has only been living here a couple months and they remembered her birthday and took her out to dinner. I have been living here for a YEAR and they completely and totally forgot mine. :(

I'm sure there are other things, but my head is hurting too much to type at the moment. GRRRRRRRRR.

Friday, July 27, 2007

Oh Goody.

Chris and I just saw the movie '1408.' It was pretty good. Aside from the SUPER annoying teenagers that were sitting in the back of the theater being OBNOXIOUS.

On August 20th I'm moving out of my apartment. The rent just keeps going up and my two roomies who have lived there for almost 4 years can't even handle how outrageous it's getting so they're not renewing the lease. I won't be living with them because they are completely set on somehow buying a house in Santa Monica aaaand I'm not exactly ready to invest in some multi-million dollar home near the beach. Um yeah- not going to happen. Even though I'm not %100 sure where I'm going, (and therefore WORKING,) I'm glad to be getting out of that building. There has been endless construction going on NONSTOP for the entire year that I have lived there and ... quite frankly ... it's driving me INSANE. And the fact that as of Wednesday I have NO WHERE TO PARK because I'm no longer aloud to park in visitor parking. (I've been parking in visitor parking for the past year because I refuse to pay $80 A MONTH on a parking spot.) Soooo yeah ... not really sure where my car is going to be parked for the next 3 weeks.

Tomorrow is my birthday and I will be 24. Ohhhhh goody. AND I have to spend the day working at the Elephant Bar. Yay. Can't wait. (Can you hear the sarcasm just dripping from my voice? I hope so.)

Well- Chris just made some pizza so I'm going to go eat now. Mmmmm.

Monday, July 23, 2007

24?!

Today at Stabucks I realized what a great barista I used to be when it took me like 15 minutes to get my drink- and it wasn't even that busy! I mean, geeeez. The poor dude making the drinks was making ONE drink at a time, and SLOWLY. I could make 5 drinks at a time! Arrrrrg.

My birthday is Saturday! I can't believe I'm almost 24, I'm getting to be such an old fart! :P And I'm ... of course ... working on Saturday. Grrr. I have a feeling that customers will be getting on my nerves more than usual that day. Everytime that some one tries to be a pain in the arse, I'll be tempted to be like, " No, I don't have to- it's my birthday!" Hahaha, but no.

:::yawn::: I'm tired.

Thursday, July 19, 2007

It's the Not-So-Lovely Time of Year

For some stupid reason, for the past 4 years IN A ROW, my skin always breaks out around the middle of July into August. Aaaalways. My skin can be beautiful and clear almost all year long, but come middle July/August it always turns to crap. Grrrr.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Leroy Memories

A Tribute to Leroy (made by Christy):
Some of my favorite memories involving Leroy:

- The year that Leroy drove to Culver-Stockton to pick me up from college to take me home for the summer and we had our tornado encounter(s), with one particular encounter ending with Leroy and I running through a field towards the car while Leroy shreaked, "F**k!!!!

- All the nights/mornings where Leroy and I would just sit and "fester" on the couch in front of the tv, (aka "Fester til Five, Dead or Alive.")

- All the times where Leroy would barge into my room and start trying on my bras, (the black bra with roses on it being his favorite, haha.)

- The brawl involving Andrew, Leroy, and a suspicious green drink infamously called, "Rotten Groceries."

- Sitting at the piano and making up funny songs, like our "Mummy Song" that we wrote and recorded.

- All instances where I was "Magnolia" and Leroy was my "Uncle Aurthor."

- The time where we, (Leroy, Christy, Erika, Michelle, and I ... and maybe some others,) played "Harry Potter" outside and my character was a growth on Leroy's side ... I spent hours underneath the black cloak that he was wearing!

- The time where I was feeling sad so Leroy took me out to eat at Sonic- forgetting that he had a gigantic black uni-brow magic markered on his face!

- The time when Erika, Leroy and I got completely lost on a hiking trail near the Missouri River, (due to the fact that Leroy swore he know of a "short cut."

- Leroy always accidently calling the candy Jolly Ranchers "Magic Farmers."

- Leroy's infamous "Shut-ever!"

- All of my birthday and theme parties that he participated in

-The campout where Leroy first created the "I Am a Yeti" song and I was laughing so hard I thought I was going to die!

Home Sweet Home

After almost two weeks off from work and visiting family/friends in Missouri, today it was back to reality and work. Blegh. The first day of work after a semi-long vacation is always the worst. You get out of that "work mode" and into "vacation mode," and while switching to "vacation mode" is wonderful, switching BACK to work mode is not quite as fun.

It would take a decade to write all about the trip Chris and I took to Missouri, but here are some of my favorite "highlights":
- Spending time with Chris, Erika, Andrew, Esther, and Barf on Erika's porch while drinking one too many Schmirnoffs.
- Watching "Rave to the Grave" at Andrew and Esthers (HA!)
- Having Chris try on funny outfits at Erika and Barf's clothing store, "Retro Revolution."
- Having coffee with Esther, Jesse, and Michelle (and of course Chris.)
- Chris and I hanging out with Esther and Jesse playing Mario Party. (Our team, "Pure Evil," won!)
- Going out to The Flatbranch and The Wine Cellar to celebrate my birthday early.
- Playing hours of Scattegories with Chris on the screened-in-porch.
- Playing my first ever game of Scrabble with Chris (I won! Hehehehe!) :P
- Cooking "Fettucini con Lemon and Red Peppers" with Chris. (It was pretty tastey, while also quite lemon-y!)
- Going on a hike at Rock Bridge State Park with Esther (aka Resther) and getting lost- ending up at an elementry school and having to walk back on a narrow, winding road.
- Hanging out with Brana, Michelle, and Jesther at Comfort Inn while watching a GREAT thunderstorm! (And having an angry, red-faced man pound on the door!)
- Everyone going to eat at Sophia's and playing Bacci.
- Going to Devil's Ice Box

Unfortunetly, this trip home also made me a little sad because a.) There's a very good chance that this was the "last" time I'll see my grandparents, b.) It was the last time I'll ever be able to go into my family's house of 20 years, and c.) Leroy's death. Yes ... those are sad things. I don't like sad things. :( But overall, the trip was great.

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

We'll Miss You

We'll all miss you, Leroy! (Leroy Guindon August 5th, 1980 - July 8th, 2007)

Friday, July 06, 2007

Trip to Missouri So Far ...

DAY 1:
- Wake up at 3:30am- take shuttle to airport
- 7:25am- plane takes flight to Missouri
- 12:25pm- Arrive in KC, MO
- My luggage is missing
- My luggage won't be delivered until who knows when
- I begin to panick as I realize I'm going to "look ugly tomorrow" without my make-up

DAY 2:
- 9:25am- I wake up with a giant blue swastika drawn on my forehead during my sleep (by Andrew)
- 11:30am- Chris and I get up
- 1:20pm - Chris takes a big dump in Andrew and Esther's toilet, not realizing the water was off for repairs.
- 1:22pm- Chris smiles sheepishly and turns bright red as he walks out of the bathroom with a defeated look on his face, knowing this his pooped artistry is stagnating around in the porceline pot.
- 1:52pm- We're haning out with Mzzy and Esther

TO BE CONTINUED ...

Tuesday, July 03, 2007

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S'mores Slop

Last night as I was eating one of those little snack-sized chocolate pudding cups, I suddenly got inspired to make a s'mores type pie. I was like, "Hmmmm ... this pudding would taste super yummy on top of a nice graham cracker crust. Oooooh and I could put puffed marshmallow cream on top of the graham cracker crust, and THEN put the pudding on it! Heck ... I could put Hershey chocolate bars on top of the marshallmallow cream and THEN put the pudding on top!" So today that's exactly what I did- well sort of. I didn't by a graham cracker pie crust, instead I bought regular graham crackers. So instead of a "pie" I was thinking more of a parfait style. But I didn't have any parfait glasses, so I had to use a bowl. Well ... the bowl was too wide (as oppsed to the cup,) so instead of a s'mores parfait it was more like a bowl of s'mores slop. TASTEY slop mind you! Mmmmm!!! So good! It would have looked much more presentable in a nice clear parfait glasses but ohhhhh-de-well.

Monday, July 02, 2007

You Should Seek ...

So yeah, I took the greek mythology personality test too. I can't remember who it said I was, but it DID say at the end that I "should seek the Oracle," heehee. And if Chris is the Oracle, then it looks like I did. :P

Today I bought all the travel-sized shampoos, conditioners, etc. for Chris and I- I'm sooooo excited about Thursday! :D I can't wait!!!

Last night I watched Donald Duck cartoons for almost 2 hours. It was beautiful.

Sunday, July 01, 2007

The Oracle

No, this isn't a blog about The Matrix or The 300; it's about the Greek Personality Test, which Michelle posted recently. Quite fun, especially if you're into personality tests or classical lit. Oh yes, and it's a great way to pass the time when you're waiting for some laundromats to open up.

Heuristic, detached, and analytical to a fault, you are most like The Oracle. You are able to tackle any subject with a fine toothed comb, and you possess an ability to pinpoint nuances and shades of meaning that other people do not have and cannot understand. Accomplishment and realization of ideas are, for you, secondary to the rigorous exploration of ideas and questions -- you are, first and foremost, a theorist. You hate authority, convention, tradition, and under no circumstances do you accept a leadership role (although, you will gladly advise leadership when they're going astray, whether they want you to or not). You excel at language, mathematics and philosophy.

You are typically easy-going and non-confrontational until someone violates one of the very few principles that you deem sacred, at which point you can fly into a rage. Although you possess a much greater understanding of process and systems than the people around you, you are always conscious of the possibility that you've missed something or made a mistake. You don't tend to become attached to particular theories, and will immediately discard mistaken notions once they're revealed to be incorrect (but you don't tolerate iconoclasts who try to discredit validated theories through the use of fallacies and bad data). Despite being outwardly humble, you probably think of yourself as being smarter than most other people. That's because you are. In fact, in your dealings with people your understanding of their motives is so expansive that you know what they're going to say before they say it, and in world affairs, you usually know what is going to take place before it actually does. This ability would make you unbeatable in debates if only you were a little more outgoing.

Famous people like you: Albert Einstein, Charles Darwin, Adam Smith, Thomas Jefferson, John McWhorter, Ramanujan, Marie Curie, Kurt Godel

Stay clear of: Apollo, Icarus, Hermes, Aphrodite

Seek out: Atlas, Prometheus, Daedalus

Link: The Greek Mythology Personality Test