take a chance on life/ female cussing

one of my co-workers is leaving our company. that'll leave only four grunts. three of which who have been working at the company for less than a year. luckily we have no large jobs right now.

i brought a cookie cake and some snackies to work today as a farewell party. tomorrow the company is going to do a goodbye lunch thing. the guy is taking of with his wife to europe. she's got some teaching gig and he's doing some historic preservation fellowship. after they're done with their stint in europe, they're going to move to portland, oregon. i totally admire their flexibility.

i truly envy people who aren't afraid to take chances in life.. to venture outside of their little familiar world.... and see .. and explore....and actually allow life to happen.

one day maybe...

on a side note, on the way home today from work (my drive to and from work has increased since we moved to the house) i started thinking about the relationship of vulgar language to the female sex. i was thinking of the list of bad things a person can say and realized that a lot of those words have a strong relationship to females. b*tch, whor*, slut, p*ssy, c*nt, mother f*cker... sucks to be a woman..

hold your tongue

i have somehow waded myself back into the deep end of political angst. thanks to my office manager who is as fanatically a liberal as i am, i have once again entered the world of frustration. i'm mad. i'm mad that there is no solution, that there is no truth, that there is no one we can trust and that as Americans, our only choice is to pick the lesser of the evils abound.

i accidentally logged into radio america online. it's an ultra conservative net radio program. i thought i was logging into air america but had gotten the stations wrong. i remember sitting at work thinking of how angry i was getting. all everyone wants to do in this world is scream about how everything is wrong in the world. how terrible things are because gays are getting married and environmentalists are causing gas prices to go up and that all environmentalists are terrorists... and how the only thing sacred in America is the act of marriage. it's weird because up until now, all i've been thinking about is mothers and fathers and daughters and sons who have to hear how their mom, dad, son, or daughter isn't coming home. that we're all whining and moaning over morality when people are making judgments (and we are complacent) that are sending people do their deaths. that fatality rates in america by americans are well over that of who die in suicide bombs in the middle east. who needs terrorists? we're killing ourselves just fine.

anyhow, i started reading michael moore's Dude, Where's my Country. i can't wait for Fahrenheit 9/11 to come out. i really enjoyed bowling for columbine..and i think his new documentary will really open a few more eyes.. whether they want to be opened or not.

but what does it all really matter. tomorrow, as long as we still have our health and pay checks, we'll be loitering in barnes and noble, sipping our double lattes, and burning through our credit cards at the mall. fear and consumerism... this is the way of the american people... i don't care what side of the flag you're on...

chocolate cake.. mmmmm

my boss brought the chocolage cake back to work. his wife bought it for us on friday.
i'm trying to resist the temptation....

truth

my life is one big lie.

all nighter

my company had a huge deadline this Monday so we all worked overnight on Sunday till Monday. i was so exhausted. the good news is that i got to head home around 11 am. i was so excited because i got to be home during the day. it was like being on vacation. yup. i took a shower and ate some lunch then watched a few episodes of queer as folk season 1. i was so happy. but then i don't know what happened. i must have dozed off around 3pm and was awaked by jeremy when he got home from work.

he told me he was going to play basketball. i somehow managed to go downstairs and crawl into bed. jerms woke me up again around 8 to tell me that dinner was ready. after that, we watched spice world. jerms said he over exerted himself during basketball and went to bed around 11pm. i stayed up till 2am watching more queer as folk.

yesterday night was my brother's 21st bday. we took him out to Trudy's. he had a test in the morning so he left to study afterwards. jerms and i were going to watch some tv but decided we were too tired and went to bed instead.

his parents are coming up this weekend along with his sister to see the house...so there's a lot of cleaning up to do.

i just finished my pb&j and need to get back to work. booooo...
:)

oy.. two and a half more days till the weekend.

dead to the real world

i'm pretty tired. it's like 5:17am. My brother, Jerms, and I stayed up all night playing FF11.
oy. we're level 15 now.

we haven't gotten much done this weekend because of it. that's the problem with MMRPG games. They tend to suck the living daylight out of your life literally. but they're pretty fun and you can get totally lost in them. it's like opting to live in another world. plug in instead of get out into the real world. today was a beautiful day but we spent it inside the computer room. heh. i'm okay with my lifestyle right now. if it makes me a zombie, i'll pull the plug. otherwise, i think i'm content with being a pc fiend.

i might as well play now while my responsibilities at work are light. i have a feeling they'll pick up in the next month or so. and that is total suckage.

my parents are coming up again next weekend. they said they have more stuff to do to the condo before john's roommates move in. it's good for me because we don't have to travel back home for mother's day. i think i'm going to take my mom to the spa.

oh wait, we did get two things accomplished in the "real world" today. we went out to eat lunch at Texadelphia and went to Linen's and Things to buy john a thermal blanket. i wanted to buy stuff too but i ran some numbers last night and i'm outta spending dough. :`- (
boo hoo hoo. i love to shop.

i guess i'll call it a morning. sleepy time. i hope i wake up tomorrow before my Sunday is all gone.