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Saturday, December 23, 2000
Internal Monologue - I Say Today While I was browsing through the Diarist.net directory, I stumbled upon this journal site called Internal Monologue by a self-proclaimed "evil genius" who describes her web site as "A cynical journal by a brainiac with a superiority complex." Being that I enjoy reading journals written by someone with a fair share of wit and intelligence, this description piqued by curiosity.
Her latest entry talked a lot about her thoughts about possibly undergoing a breast reduction surgery. According to her entry, her bra size is 38DD, which is completely unfathomable to me. Being a modest size 34A (bleh...) and barely even that, the thought of having to consider a breast REDUCTION surgery just is incomprehensible. She talks about how being over-endowed has been causing her neck and shoulder aches. So maybe having big boobs isn't all that it's cracked up to be? But sometimes I just wonder what it's like to have cleavage. :P
posted by Donna, 12/23/2000 04:06:18 PM
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Exercise! I feel like the energy level is up today. I think I'll do a short workout on the Total Gym, too. The extremist in me feels the need to offset some of the horrible food I've been consuming recently... See you in a bit.
posted by Donna, 12/23/2000 02:23:11 PM
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Just got back from my walk. According to the pedometer (shhh, I opened one of my Christmas presents a little early...):
Distance: 3.52 miles Number of Steps: 7981 Calories: 230.52
posted by Donna, 12/23/2000 02:18:53 PM
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Feeling guilty about the holiday gluttony... going walking now.
posted by Donna, 12/23/2000 01:05:33 PM
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I can't believe I ate the whole thing...
...5 chocolate chip cookies in the bag. 5 chocolate chip cookies now in my tummy... soon to appear on my arse. *sigh*
posted by Donna, 12/23/2000 12:24:03 PM
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Vacuuming the Dog I vacuumed Toby, the Japanese Spitz this morning. I didn't think he'd let me, but he did. I'm sure he didn't enjoy it all that much, but he tolerated it quite nicely. He's such a good dog. :)
Oh, you're probably wondering why I felt the need to vacuum him like a piece of carpet... He's got fleas again. *sigh* So in an effort to try to alleviate his suffering, I figured I'd suck up as many of those pesky buggers as I could. It worked (a little) since he seems to be itching a little less than he was this morning. I think I have to take him to the groomer and get him a full-on flea dip, then bomb the house again. Ugh... Can we just fumigate the world already?
posted by Donna, 12/23/2000 11:01:51 AM
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Friday, December 22, 2000
Update Postponed Okay, I'm all caught up in the Christmas running around so yesterday and today's updates won't be posted until this weekend. I promise you an obscene amount of photos with the updates, so you journal junkies will have something to look forward to (or something).
I hope you're all enjoying your Christmas holidays so far...
Merry Christmas!
posted by Donna, 12/22/2000 11:06:44 AM
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Wednesday, December 20, 2000
Okay, did the 25 minute workout on the Total Gym. For some reason, I still don't break as much of a sweat as I do when I jump rope for 3 minutes. I guess that means I need to work on my cardiovascular exercises...
posted by Donna, 12/20/2000 06:37:40 PM
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In-Box Hell 942 items in my IN-BOX -- 147 of them are unread.
Argh. So if you've sent me an e-mail that I haven't responded to yet, this is why. I'm not ignoring you, I'm ignoring my entire In-Box. (For now, at least.)
Perhaps after the holidays, I will revisit my In-Box and purge old messages. The earliest e-mail in my IN-BOX is 5.21.00. Hmm, 7 months ago. Is that bad?
But don't let this deter you from sending me e-mail. If you're charming and eloquent enough, I'll certainly answer in a jiffy. However, if you're trying to sell me something or provide any kind of boring, useful information, you may have to wait in line. I guess that would make you #943.
posted by Donna, 12/20/2000 06:11:40 PM
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To exercise or not to exercise Just got home from work. Put the laundry in the washer, changed out of the work clothes, and now I'm looking at the Total Gym (covered with packages) and I'm wondering if I should do some exercising or not.
I really did eat a lot of junk food today. The holiday goodies called out to me... and I was helpless. I could not resist.
So perhaps I should be good and work out a little. Just a little. After all, the muscles are still in post-party blah status.
Okay, I'll make an effort. I'll let you know how it goes.
posted by Donna, 12/20/2000 05:49:09 PM
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1.5+ miles All morning we (Terry, Joyce and I) walked around the offices to get the serial numbers and physical location of the printers. Oh yes, the dreaded equipment inventory was at the top of today's To-Do list. A lot of walking...
We're gluttons for pain.
We then went on our daily lunch hour walk. So we did 1.5 miles today. Small group -- only the girls, in fact -- went today.
Now, after lunch, it's time to continue on our equipment inventory escapade which means: More Walking. Yay...
Maybe it'll offset all of the holiday junk food I've been eating all day. (But I don't think so.)
posted by Donna, 12/20/2000 01:49:10 PM
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Tuesday, December 19, 2000
JEFF K'S HOEMPAGE!!! Claiming to be a "l33t" (as in elite hacker type of person) this little boy (16 years old) hosts his web site on the same server as that "I hate you" guy. The domain name is "somethingawful.com" and it couldn't be more appropriate. Not only is his spelling horrific (I am hoping that's on purpose -- trying to write like a haX0r), but he's full of himself and extremely cocky; two things that make me wanna reach through cyberspace and give this kid a spanking.
There's nothing more obnoxious than a kid with a computer, a little knowledge, and a big ego. These are the kids that write viruses and inconvenience the rest of the world who actually have productive things to do on their computers -- like WORK.
Oh yeah, and he hates Microsoft and Bill Gates -- like every good hacker should.
Okay, stepping off the soapbox now... After all, he's just a kid. Maybe he still has some time to straighten out his act. Or at least we hope.
posted by Donna, 12/19/2000 08:32:31 PM
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Cliff Yablonski Hates You I think this is one of the meanest, most unnecessary sites on the web right now. I don't get it. He makes such terrible comments about photos that people send him. Why does anyone voluntarily subject themselves to such insults is beyond me. Anyway, if you feel like you're in a hateful mood, then you can check out his site. Get ready to be offended. Don't say I didn't warn you.
posted by Donna, 12/19/2000 07:58:33 PM
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I'm such a wuss.
I got my jump rope out, went outside, jumped for about ten seconds, nearly keeling over from the pain and weakness of my leg muscles...
I stopped.
Took my shoes off...
...and went back in the house.
posted by Donna, 12/19/2000 05:50:21 PM
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Post-Party Report Guess what? The Office Christmas Party was a success! Everyone seemed to have a good time and we had more than enough food, so I'm so relieved! More details (and pictures) to follow tonight! For now, I guess I better get back to work. After all, I haven't done any work all day today.
posted by Donna, 12/19/2000 02:56:28 PM
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Monday, December 18, 2000
Real Entry(tm) is uploaded. Enjoy.
Time for me to get to sleep. Big day ahead tomorrow. Need rest. Badly.
Zzzzzzzzz.....
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 10:18:23 PM
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Real Entry(tm) coming right up! I'm working on a "Real Entry" right now... will have it uploaded within the next 15 minutes or so. Then it's off to bed with this tired little puppy.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 09:47:57 PM
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Ever feel like you're forgetting something? Okay, I think I have everything ready for tomorrow's Office Christmas Party. Grabbed my CD's for some holiday tunes, Santa Hat, numbers, grab bag, polyfill for our game, tape, tissue paper, Play-Doh, prizes, and made the banner (yes, enough ink!). They're all packed and ready to go in my car. So if someone decides to break into my car tonight while it's parked in the garage, I'll be distraught.
Got the digicam, too, but that won't go in the car -- just in case.
But yet, I still feel like I'm forgetting something. I just don't know what. I think it's probably just my overactive nerves that are making me believe this. I'm sure it'll all be fine tomorrow and the party will go off without a hitch.
My biggest fear, however, is running out of food.
I guess that means we'll have to get Freedom and Martin to go to the end of the buffet line....
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 09:23:30 PM
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Jumping Rope Since my Total Gym is now being used as a storage space for my unwrapped gifts, I opted for some alternate means of exercise. I had bought a $3 jump rope from Sports Authority this weekend with intentions of supplementing my exercise regimen with something a little different. So anyway, I get it out and ask Hubby for some quick advice like how long do I have to jump rope to get any sort of benefit. He said that I should do 2 minute sets. My response? "You mean I can't do it continuously?" Innocent enough for someone who hasn't jumped rope since grade school. Hubby snickered under his breath and went outside with me to watch the spectacle.
I start jumping, feeling a little awkward and getting the rope caught on my feet quite frequently. Once I get a rhythm going, I find myself jumping... but not for long. Out of breath, I stop and Hubby proclaims that I hadn't even been jumping for 30 seconds. I did about 6 sets of 30 seconds each and I was sweating like a pig! I couldn't believe it. After all, how hard could it be? Kids do it. Bleh...
Oh well, so I got my exercise for today -- and Hubby got his laughs. Yeah, I'm a regular comedy act or something.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 08:58:18 PM
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Banner Printing 'R' Us My ink levels are dangerously low. If my ink runs out in the middle of printing this 6' banner, I'm gonna scream. I have a widdle Epson Stylus Color 440 and he's done really good for me so far. Around this time of year, he gets more work than usual. I hope he doesn't keel over on me. He's a little slow, but that gives me time to do more updates here while I wait for it to finish printing. I'm also crossing my fingers that I have enough color ink to finish printing the banner. Yeah, it's suspenseful or something.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 08:47:22 PM
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What Women Want (By the way, if you go to http://www.whatwomenwant.com, you'll find a different site -- not for the movie. It's all about sex, intimacy, and erotica. Ooopsie, didn't mean to stumble upon that one.)
So anyway, What Women Want was the #1 Movie of the weekend. Starring Mel Gibson, I mean, how could it miss, right?
It made for interesting lunch-hour walking conversation and it was all Terry's fault. He made a snide, chauvanistic comment to get us all started on the differences between Men and Women and the things that peeve him about those differences.
What was the comment, you ask? Something to the extent that the premise of the movie (a man who could read the thoughts of women) could never happen because women are always changing their mind that even they themselves don't know what they're thinking.
So of course, we get into this discussion about why women can't say what they mean. He claimed that women expect you to read their minds. The classic example according to Terry:
Pouty Wife: *mope, pout, frown* Inquiring Hubby: "What's wrong, hunnie?" Pouty Wife: "Oh, nothing." *icy stare*
I think this is a sweeping generalization, although I have to admit that I have been guilty of having this conversation once or twice with Hubby in the past. Shhh...
It moved on from there.
"Why do women have to nag all the time?"
"Why can't men just do it when we ask? Like taking out the garbage, for example? Why do we have to ask you 10 times before you do it?"
"We have our own time table. We'll do it eventually."
"Yeah, when? Two weeks from now? In the meantime, the garbage is rotting in the trash can?"
Bah.
Actually, it was quite amusing. It was literally a page out of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus."
After we bantered about that for a while, Terry started sharing interesting marriage stories about how he doesn't understand things his wife does.
He also gave us women insight into why men do certain things. Here's a good example, maybe this will sound familar to you:
You ask your hubby to help you do the dishes. He does. But he does a terrible job. You end up doing it yourself. You tell him about it -- then ask him to do it again. He still doesn't do it to your specifications. Time after time, he does it and you end up doing it again afterwards because he's so horrible at it. Incompentence? No, not according to Terry -- it's all an evil ploy to get you to stop asking him to help you with the dishes. Oh, now it all makes sense.
And here we just thought that men were stupid.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 08:31:25 PM
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VitaminF.net OMG! Derikku-san updated! Not only did he update, but he features some pretty entertaining pictures of his escapades.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 07:42:08 PM
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I'm making preparations for tomorrow's Office Christmas Party... I'm a little stressed about it, hoping that everything turns out well and that everyone enjoys themselves. Since I'm coordinating the party with Joyce, I almost feel like if the party is a flop, that it'll be a personal failure. I don't particularly like failure, so I try to avoid it at all costs. Thus, my extreme nature comes out... I'm probably driving Joyce crazy, but I'm so happy that she has the patience of a saint and tolerates my nervous energy and needless worrying.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 07:26:05 PM
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Hubby just picked up Creed's newest CD "Human Clay." So far I'm really digging it. I like the heavy guitars -- it reminds me of the old days (late 80's - early 90's) of hard rock and heavy metal. So far, I haven't found a song on this CD that I don't like. Yup, so if you were one of those guys that watched Headbanger's Ball on MTV, you might enjoy this one.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 07:05:34 PM
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2.1 miles We walked 2.1 miles today on our lunchtime walk. However, all of the perceived benefits from that brisk walk were negated by the 3 Dove candies and 2 handfuls of M&M's that I ate today. Oh yeah, and furthermore, I passed up the Chinese Chicken Salad for the mini Texas Chicken. I'm not doing too well on my "eat healthy" plan today... Oh well, I guess that means I'll have to go home and exercise my brains out.
Hmmm, one problem, though. The Total Gym is covered with all of the packages from my Christmas shopping expedition... Maybe a 4 mile walk around the block is in order. Ah well, no sense pondering about it now. I've got work to do... which I should be doing right now. :P
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 02:14:19 PM
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** PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT **
White Saturn, License Plate: JFF 609 Dangerous tailgater. Hazardous driver. Possibly prone to road rage or just bouts of erratic driving.
I can't stand people who drive dangerously, especially when they're driving behind me and they're close enough for me to see the pores on their nose from my rear view mirror. This is especially upsetting first thing in the morning -- and a MONDAY morning, even. It bugged me so much that I had to commit her license plate to memory and post it here. So don't peeve me while on the road or else your license plate may end up here, too.
The amusing thing is that on the freeway there was another white Saturn, same model even, that was cutting off people and tailgating, too. It must be the choice of road ragers, or something. So next time you're behind the wheel, watch out for white Saturns. They're apt to run your butt off the road. If you drive a white Saturn, stay the heck away from me.
posted by Donna, 12/18/2000 10:21:34 AM
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Sunday, December 17, 2000
It took much longer to wash and Dri-Wash my car than I expected. I guess that'll have to be my daily allowance of exercise for today, because now I'm wiped out.
I'm going to finish laundry, re-string my guitar, and wrap some presents now. I guess housecleaning will have to be done later....
Oh, and probably no "real" entry today... well, not from how it looks right now. But who knows, I may surprise myself.
posted by Donna, 12/17/2000 06:42:20 PM
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I'm back from Sam's Club and Music Mac.
Luckily, Music Mac was open and I bought my guitar necessities. Sam's Club was crowded (as usual) and got me in a bad mood (as usual) and I spent too much money there (as usual). I found ink cartridges for my Epson printer. They were a 2-pack for the same price as 1 cartridge at Comp USA or Office Max. That made me happy. :)
Now, it's time to tackle the car washing, the laundry, house cleaning, gift wrapping, Christmas card writing and family calendar making. Ugh... I'm tired already. If I can possibly do it, I'm going to squeeze in some exercise too, but that's probably the impossible dream today. Bleh...
posted by Donna, 12/17/2000 03:21:35 PM
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I notice my patience running a little thin today. I think it's all the exhaustion of running around constantly and never really being at rest and relaxed this weekend. Irritability is a sure-fire sign that I'm tired. (Hmm, just like little kiddies, eh? I think I need a little nappy-poo... but I just don't have the time!)
Oh yeah, and on top of all of this, I still need to do laundry, clean the house, wash the car, go grocery shopping... Aiyee...
posted by Donna, 12/17/2000 12:58:57 PM
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Church was great this morning! They played a few old school HC songs which I really enjoyed. "Your Merciful Love," "Oh Happy Day," and "I Magnify" were some of my old favorites. It was nice to sing them again. I can't wait to get my guitar working again so I can start practicing!
posted by Donna, 12/17/2000 12:52:02 PM
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Time to go check on Music Mac to see if they have my guitar supplies... Hopefully they're open this time.
posted by Donna, 12/17/2000 12:47:44 PM
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