Procrastinating

So I've mentioned that I think in terms of lists. A while back, I found this neato book at Urban Outfitters. I haven't actually filled it out but figured I may as well make it a bloggercise. Seems like a fine way to procrastinate.

List Pets You've Had and Their Names

*1984 - a furry (not sleek, yuck) guinea pig named Squeaky. The day she died I ran into my sister's room screaming "She's dead! She's dead!" and my sister thought I was talking about our mom.

*1985 - another furry guinea pig by the name of CeeCee. We took her with us when we moved to Texas. Some asshole(s) broke into our house, stole some stuff, and killed her. How cruel is that?

*1989 - a runt of a cat my sister bought from some kids on our street. His name was Bandit since he was all white except for his black paws and the black patch across his eyes. He was a cutie. My mom got sick of him for no good reason and gave him away. I still haven't forgiven her for that.

*1993 - the BEST dog EVER, my Doberman Dukie. He used to run sideways and could see ghosts. To this day if I see a Dobie that looks like him I get teary-eyed.

*1995 - a psychotic cat name Nala. She's the demon feline who made me think that cats have the Devil in them.

*1996 - another cat, Jonah. This one was foisted upon me by my roommates and had a horrible snot problem. In the end, my mom and I got stuck with the cat despite the fact that we never even wanted him. My mom got rid of him. I wasn't too mad at her for that one though.

And that is it. I'm done with most pets. Unless I buy a house with a yard, then I'd get a Doberman and name her Pandora. Or Aeryn Sun (I'm a Farscape geek remember?).

BTW, you can build your own lists at listography.com. Just in case you need an excuse to procrastinate too.

I'm back...

But only for a shameless plug. Please please please sponsor my grueling 2 mile walk on the beach for a great cause. See link below...

http://www.cff.org/Great_Strides/YezeniaHernandez

And just to make it worth your while, here are 5 things I've been up to in the past 2 months.

1. Celebrated my 31st birthday in Dallas.
2. Saw the Chicago River in all its green-dyed glory on St. Patrick's Day.
3. Went to Disneyland.
4. Went to my first hockey game. Brrr.
5. Got my teeth cleaned.

Tons of excitement round these parts, no?

Next trip, Brazil! Yep, I'm visiting a friend in the south of Brazil next month. Hoping I get my visa in time. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

I luvs me some KROQ right now

So the radio station that I've listened to most of my life (but not so much in the last few years because I'm an old spaz and I can't handle the music anymore) is doing a Top 10 with a twist this weekend. They've come up with some great lists and I was sooo digging the ones this afternoon. Songs for losers, 1995 (year I graduated high school), Pearl Jam, 1993, they're doing Green Day right now. I live my life in lists. I categorize and sort and re-sort everything into lists. I have my Top 20 Boyfriends List (celebs I *would*), Top 10 Songs to Jam to in the Shower, Top 5 Places to Visit, etc. A few years ago I participated in a circle journal. One of the girls picked music as her theme. Most people did a layout about their favorite song or band. I couldn't narrow it down that way. I made little file folders with lists such as 5 Songs That Remind Me of Boyfriends, Songs to Crank in the Car, Songs to Dance To, I even threw in Religious Songs. Someday I'll have to open up that file in my old computer and see if anything has changed.

I really dig this format. So check out the lists they have planned this weekend.

KROQ TOP 10 WEEKEND

Listen to KROQ today and all weekend long for your Top 10 songs from just about everything, with one top 10 countdown after another. We've got your top 10...


Songs for losers
Songs of 1995
Old School Punk Songs
Beastie Boys songs
Songs from bands that Kevin from Kevin & Bean broke up
Songs of 2001
Cover songs
Pearl Jam songs
Songs to take with you to rehab
Songs of 1993
KROQ songs in Guitar Hero
Green Day Songs
Songs for the ladies
Songs from movies
Songs from 2005
New School Punk songs
Songs by Sublime
Breakup songs
Songs from the crypt
Songs from 1999
Stoner songs
Rage Against The Machine songs
Songs by OC bands
Songs from 2000
Foo Fighter songs
Songs from chicks who rock
Songs from 1990
Grunge songs
Songs about So Cal
Bob Marley songs
Songs from bands who aren't as good as the original
Songs from 2007
Songs for the color blind
Linkin Park Songs
Songs from one hit wonders
Songs from 1992
Guyliner Songs
Offspring Songs
Most annoyng songs
Songs from 2004
Songs from 1998
Road Rage Songs
Electronica songs
Songs from 1991
Songs from 1996
Acoustic songs
311 songs
Songs of 2003
Ska songs
Smashing Pumpkin songs
Songs of 1994
Songs of 2006
Red Hot Chili Pepper Songs
Teabag Songs
Songs of 1997
Shortest Kroq Songs


Anyone care to post their lists?

My blogging hiatus

So I've been doing a fair bit of dating lately. Mostly eHarm. I'll say it again, pickins be slim at my age. Most of the guys I've been out with have been shorter than me with my wedges/boots, and we all know how much I love wearing wedges and boots. Now I know it's shallow to be turned off by short guys, but that's just how my body responds. You can't tell your body how to respond to someone. Now a few years ago I would never even have gone out with guys shorter than 5'10" but realizing that aforementioned pickins are not what they used to be, I've relinquished certain criteria.

I'm thinking now, though, that if I don't even want to touch these guys, how the hell will I ever let them impregnate me? There must be some biological imperative for being attracted to tall guys. I believe tall guys appeal to my pragmatic nature. Por ejemplo, my older nephew is 13 and is about 3 inches taller than me. He has suddenly become very useful around the house. Grabbing the pozole container from the top shelf? No prob when he's around. Someday I'd like to have my own pozole-pot-grabber running around. In the meantime, I'll have to use a stepstool.

Anyway, back to the dating. As many of you, my loyal readers (all 4 of you) know, I've got a very packed schedule and free weekends are rare. I had to have 3 dates in one weekend at one point. It would've been very confusing if I hadn't made little cards for each date. Name, age, occupation, interests, all right there in a concise format. Very handy.

Some memorable tidbits from my recent excursions into being social.
-the cutest guy of the whole lot had to be really dumb and a terrible poet, and he believed 9/11 was a conspiracy by the American government, to what end I didn't even want to ask, and he busted out his camera a the movies to take a myspace pic of us...who does that?
-the one I went out with the most happened to be gay but hadn't realized it yet, too bad too because he was cute, and ballsy
-the tallest of the bunch was a little too intense and left a weird voice mail on my cell, like psycho-killer weird

I hate to sound picky and bitchy, but I guess that's really what I am. I just want to meet someone who will actually make me want to shave my legs.

In other news, I went to my coworker's Xmas party last weekend and got completely hammered. Even got emo over karaoke. Hadn't had fun like that in years. And thankfully didn't puke, cry, or have a hang-over.

I also went to KROQ's Almost Acoustic Christmas. Spoon, Feist, Silversun Pickups, The Shins, The Killers, Modest Mouse, Jimmy Eat World, and Muse. Seriously the best line up ever. AND we weren't even the oldest people there. Nice.

Went to a sexual harrassment class, the whole time thinking of a coworker years ago who was a vicious sexual harrasser of my nubile younger self. Then realized it's not sexual harrassment if you like it. That very afternoon after the class, I ran into Sexual Harrasser, who immediately pinched me. Sigh. Now there's a guy I'd shave my legs for.

Also been working out. A lot. But still not losing as much weight as I'd like so after Mexico I'm getting a trainer for my ass.

And last, decided to go to Chicago for a scrapping thing, but the event sounds pretty lame and more expensive so I'm just going to be a tourist with my friends.

I doubt I'll write again before the new year, so hope everyone has a great Christmas and an exciting NYE. ;) I'll be praying the rosary in the freezing cold in the Mexican desert.

Peace out.

PSA

My favorite patient Shirley posted this on her myspace blog and I thought it was so good I just have to post it here. See why I love this kid?



Why some people have CF - sorry to the normal people
Current mood: optimistic

"Ok, a lot of people ask me why people have CF or how you get CF so I am just going to post this to let everyone know.

Some people are born so cool and awesome in everyway possible that in order to even it out and make it fair for everyone else in the world these people are forced to deal with this disease. It comes from the same gene that makes them all so cool. The gene used to be normal but when the body realizes how special these individuals are and how much they would rule the world and everyone in it, the gene is altered so that these special few don't have such an advantage over the "normal people" of this world. While it is still obvious that these people are so extraordinary they are kept in check by the daily routine of Nebulizers, Physio, Vest Therapy, Pills, and whatever else is required. The average life expectancy at this point is about 30-35 which explains why the age to become President of the United States is 35 and the only reason they made that the minimum age is because if the age was any younger everyone of the U.S. Presidents would of been individuals with CF because everyone admires them so much and realizes they are so much better than anyone else in the world.

Another major reason people have CF is not only cause they are so cool and awesome, but because they are also so hot and sexy. Again since it wasn't fair to the general public that these people be so damn hot and sexy they were given CF which makes them cough up green chunks and other things which aren't usually related to sexiness in order to try and tone down their individual sexiness, however this does not seem to work all that well because everyone knows that those with CF are still the hottest people around.

Ok I hope this answers many of your questions out there, if not then either you will never understand, or you are just jealous and in denial about yourself not being able to be so cool and sexy enough to have CF. I feel sorry for all you "normal people" out there... I just don't know how you deal with it sometimes."

Shooting myself in the foot

So last night I was at work for a retirement party for one of my coworkers. I had some bulky items for the potluck so I parked in the visitors parking to minimize my walking. The party ended about 9:30, I got in the main elevator with a bunch of people, one of whom was a tall guy. I noticed because most of the visitors were short. Anyway, I had forgotten that I didn't park in the employee parking across the street, so I walked outside (past the tall dude waiting by the visitor parking elevator) and then remembered and walked back into the lobby.

I waited with tall dude and then a family came. Tall dude got into the elevator first without pushing a button, which set off alarms in my head. I pressed my button and the family did also. I pulled out my phone for safety, the family got off on the first stop, so it was just tall dude and me. I stayed in the elevator until he got out and had walked away a bit. Since my car was the first space by the elevator, I was able to get in knowing tall dude was pretty far off, so I felt an attack was unlikely.

I'm pulling out of the space and suddenly there's tall dude at my window talking to me. So now I'm scared because I'd put my phone back in my bag and there was no one down there with us. My car was still moving so I cracked my window an inch and bellowed out, "Can I help you?" He asked if I spoke Spanish and I said I did and asked what he needed (and the words I used in Spanish were kinda rude). He said that he figured he may as well dare to tell me that I was very beautiful and if I was married. I said thank you and he asked if I was visiting a sick child and I replied that I worked there. He got really embarrassed and apologized and walked away.

Now here's the thing of it, turns out tall dude was just my type, tall, thin, dark, and he was kinda cute. And I'm always wondering why things like that don't happen to me, guys approaching me without cheesy "How you doing baby?" lines. But I was so on the defense against getting attacked, I practically barked at this dude, basically shooting myself in the foot.

Then again, I may very well have averted an attack by being so belligerent. I'll never know.

A funny blurb...

So I posted this on one of my message boards, thought I'd post it here since I've been remiss in my blogging duties. Here's a choice excerpt from a guy's profile on Catholic Singles. I guess it's pretty chicken shit of me to be posting it for giggles, but hey, we all need a good laugh sometimes right?

Grammar and spelling issues aside, it's kinda funny.


What it means to me to be a Catholic and/or my most significant religious experience: It's something spiritual I was grovin up with as a kid & on, I did not have a choice,my parents took me to church in Slovakia after birth& baptize me good people back home,not like here this circus maximus.

About Me: I'm simple& practical positive responsible man European-Slovak nat.origin live&work here pay taxes &etc..Honesty,integrity&loyalty are my character personalyties.Love nature,science&tech.,hiking & travel,oceans beaches,picnics&camping,all kinds of foods fruits&veggies&icecream too.I like to share things,smile,happynes food&simple things havin fun Be romantic&lovin hugs&kisses or just going crazy bananas with some special lady.I work hard&smart always mooving positively optimisticly forward.I do not like Greedy selfish shalowmindet selfobserv poison people who do not give enything back,all they do is take.

What am I looking for: Specialy nice&simple personaly,emoutionaly& mentaly stable&secure,working&independent ,good sence humor withy&inteligents romantic&funlover, cute& sexy solemate Lady to share my life with.

My ideal first date might be: Let's meet in publicly open place like caffe shop or a restaurant not too noizy for a good comunication-talking&observing geting to know each other better.