Had jury duty yesterday. I told everyone that I got out at like 3 even though I got out at 9:30 baby. I didn't want to go to work, who would go back for my kind of job where there are no deadlines or anything?
I paid 7 bucks for parking, but you only get 6 bucks for the first day. I didn't even go get my parking discount with my sheet of paper cause i'm that baller.
I brought my brother's laptop, and I thought the charger or laptop was broken cause I plugged it in and nothing happened. Walked around the huge room to look for another outlet, and I knew everyone was staring at me with my cool one strap laptop bag. This one girl was using her loser macbook plugged into an outlet, so I figured if it doesn't work here then this stuff is broken. It worked, but right when I fixed the internet, he called my name to let me go home.
The cop that was controlling the microphone was good and kinda funny. The district clerk Loren Jackson was a really good public speaker with some good jokes.
In the beginning, the cop said that they start with 1001 and count up from there, so if you have a high number then something something something. I wasn't paying attention, but I had a high number and was like freak! Then later he said there was usually a cutoff number everyday, usually around 1800, that meant something something something. I wasn't paying attention again cause I was on the internet. Anyway, he starts calling people up, and they're all getting a piece of paper in the front and walking out of the room. I thought they were getting called into do whatever you have to do. I didn't think I was getting called anytime soon, so I just started typing out a blog entry.
Bam! Calls my name. I pack up the computer and charger, and then he's like, "Still waiting on Philp...Pa....gu..." He sees me walking up there and is like, "Is that you?" I nod my head. I take the paper, and he says thank you sir. The paper just says it's a work release form. I start walking out, and I ask some other lady walking with me, "Is that it? We can go home?" She just said, "Yup, thank God." I said, "Awesome."
Showing posts with label whatevs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whatevs. Show all posts
Friday, June 11, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Interview
Just had my first real interview ever. Went pretty good. Lasted from 9 to 11, but all I did was talk to Tito Phil for like an hour, then he introduced me to a bunch of engineers. Then we went to HR to fill out some papers.
Met Jessica for lunch at Thai Cottage. Now I'm back at the doctor's office. Told them that I ate lunch with the interviewer cause then that woulda been a long interview.
I guess I'll let the blog know if I got it or not.
Met Jessica for lunch at Thai Cottage. Now I'm back at the doctor's office. Told them that I ate lunch with the interviewer cause then that woulda been a long interview.
I guess I'll let the blog know if I got it or not.
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Random Stuff to Remember
Some jerk came into the office today and made my aunt cry cause she was looking for his chart or something, but she was busy doing other stuff too. Anyway, I really wanted to say something to him, but I didn't know if it was ok since a lot of these people have mental problems or something.
Getting a new phone because it's only 5 dollars to add a line to my brother's and Marianne's plan. I'd pay them back, but wouldn't it feel weird to get five bucks from me every month? What's weird is that I saw my family plan bill this morning sitting on a tray table, and I've never seen it before in my life even though I've had the same plan for the past like 7 years. Coincidences freak me out.
I think I have a really fast fight or flight mechanism cause I get freaked out easily, and it goes super hard on me. Remember when that roach was on my shirt in the Philippines at Boracay? Dudicles. I can feel it right now giving me goosebumps.
Might get my first real job from Tito Phil at FMC. HR lady called me just now to fill out some junk so I can get an interview. Scared, and I guess I'm starting to feel relieved. Never had a real interview before. I get noticeably sweaty on my forehead when I get nervous.
Getting new workstations in the office this week. Looks like Dell monitors, don't know about the computers though. Too bad I'll be leaving soon. I'm gonna have to train some girl that is gonna be dumb I bet. I wrote everything down that I do kinda step by step in the beginning, but then I learned a bunch of better stuff over the past 5 months. I guess she'll have to do the same thing and learn as she goes. I didn't even know what a deductible was before I started here, or what the difference between Medicare and Medicaid. Did you know Medicare's deductible is $155? Still doesn't seem like the people that come here with Medicare can afford the 155 bucks. Also, I never ask who's calling, and a lot of times they're asking for info on patients including SS#'s and phone numbers and junk like that. Just gave someone's phone number right now without asking who wanted it.
Gonna try to touch rim sometime this year. Jessica said that sounds gay. I said you sound gay.
Getting a new phone because it's only 5 dollars to add a line to my brother's and Marianne's plan. I'd pay them back, but wouldn't it feel weird to get five bucks from me every month? What's weird is that I saw my family plan bill this morning sitting on a tray table, and I've never seen it before in my life even though I've had the same plan for the past like 7 years. Coincidences freak me out.
I think I have a really fast fight or flight mechanism cause I get freaked out easily, and it goes super hard on me. Remember when that roach was on my shirt in the Philippines at Boracay? Dudicles. I can feel it right now giving me goosebumps.
Might get my first real job from Tito Phil at FMC. HR lady called me just now to fill out some junk so I can get an interview. Scared, and I guess I'm starting to feel relieved. Never had a real interview before. I get noticeably sweaty on my forehead when I get nervous.
Getting new workstations in the office this week. Looks like Dell monitors, don't know about the computers though. Too bad I'll be leaving soon. I'm gonna have to train some girl that is gonna be dumb I bet. I wrote everything down that I do kinda step by step in the beginning, but then I learned a bunch of better stuff over the past 5 months. I guess she'll have to do the same thing and learn as she goes. I didn't even know what a deductible was before I started here, or what the difference between Medicare and Medicaid. Did you know Medicare's deductible is $155? Still doesn't seem like the people that come here with Medicare can afford the 155 bucks. Also, I never ask who's calling, and a lot of times they're asking for info on patients including SS#'s and phone numbers and junk like that. Just gave someone's phone number right now without asking who wanted it.
Gonna try to touch rim sometime this year. Jessica said that sounds gay. I said you sound gay.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Oldie but a Goodie
Pretty good email:
http://karlynmorissette.karlyn.me/2009/08/funniest-email-forward-ever/
More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.
What makes observations that are so true so funny?
http://karlynmorissette.karlyn.me/2009/08/funniest-email-forward-ever/
More often than not, when someone is telling me a story all I can think about is that I can’t wait for them to finish so that I can tell my own story that’s not only better, but also more directly involves me.
What makes observations that are so true so funny?
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Walmart People
I always forget about looking at these when I'm bored, but today I didn't.
http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/?page_id=9798&paged=3
http://www.peopleofwalmart.com/?page_id=9798&paged=3
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Cool Outfits at the Office
I'll try to recreate the outfits I see here at the office on patients.
Older black lady was wearing this yesterday:
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postponed, this is what happened
me: dumb
Older black lady was wearing this yesterday:
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postponed, this is what happened
me: dumb
just made one
jessicamtsao: and then?
me: and copied over my clipboard copy
with this
40067283
jessicamtsao: to the blog?
me: no
the computer's copy storage
you know
clipboard
jessicamtsao: never used clipboard
me: nooo
that's just what it's called
jessicamtsao: oh
me: when you control c
jessicamtsao: ok....
i dunno stupid pcs
jessicamt
i dunno stupid pcs
jessicamtsao: well cant u just save it
me: i could have
me: but i thought i was just gonna paste it right quick
jessicamtsao: well hurry i wanna see
me: i'm not gonna make it again
it's dangerous
stupid looking
to have on mmy screen
jessicamtsao: hahahahah
true that
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ok here's a shirt on an old black lady:
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ok here's a shirt on an old black lady:
Friday, April 9, 2010
Parking Lot Rules
There are a couple of parking tactics for finding a spot when the school lot is too full. First, you can park your car in a specific lane and hope that someone from that lane leaves, then you just turn on your blinker and ease your way in. Easy. Only rule to that one is you can't get in a lane if someone is already there. Second tactic is that you wait by the entrance of the art building and wait for people to walk out. You drive up to them with your window down and solicit them into riding in your car as you drive them to their spot. This one is a time-saver, but I'm always uneasy about doing it 'cause it's kind of creepy. The small-talk is another reason it's not as appealing. There usually isn't much to talk about and it's usually about my seat-belt beeping 'cause none of them put it on when they get in. "Man, isn't that beeping annoying?!? It's ok though, you don't need to put it on, 'cause I'm sure your car is super close." Really interesting conversations.
So one time last semester, I was driving around looking for a spot. Nothing was happening. No one walking out, every freaking lane taken. I was really getting upset 'cause I hate driving around in circles making eye contact with the losers who are staked out in the lanes over and over and over again. I finally see this guy standing among the parked cars, looking all confused and stuff. He probably even scratched his head. Really awkward looking, young, skinny white guy. Big backpack. You know the kind. I pull up next to him and I'm like, "Hey! Can I give you a ride to your car?" He doesn't even turn around to acknowledge me, so I keep at it. "Hi. Helllllo? Let me give you a ride!" Nothing. So I honked a little honk. He finally turns around and I'm like waving at him to look at me. He walks over and I ask him again if he needs a ride. He starts talking and says he can't remember where he parked and also that he's deaf. I'm like, WHOA. He talks so gooood. Super impressed. He gets in the car and I start driving around. He puts on his seat belt. I ask him what kind of car he has ( a Jeep), what color is it (green), if he remembers parking far or close (doesn't know). We make small talk as I circle the lot and he tells me he's studying technology, IT stuff. I tell him he's really good at talking, and he tells me he's also really good at lip-reading. So my face is always slightly turned towards him as I'm driving. I bet I looked dumb and I bet he gets that look a lot. Anyway, we keep circling and I'm like, dude, where the hell is his car??? I see other spots opening up, and this is taking way too long. He sees me eyeballing all these available parking spaces, and he tells me to just take one and he'll walk around to find his car. Sweet. I pull into one and I'm all like concerned, "Are you sure???", "I mean it's cool to keep looking.", "I feel bad." He insists, so...yay. He gets out of the car and we start walking away. I turn around all smiling big, and I go: "DUDE!!! Use your car alarm button!" (I am accentuating my mouth for each word and I'm doing whole the pressing an imaginary car alarm button thing with my hands). He says back, "I'm deaf!"
I'm smart. Wish I had the annoying seat-belt beeping conversation with him too. Then I'd be double smart.
So one time last semester, I was driving around looking for a spot. Nothing was happening. No one walking out, every freaking lane taken. I was really getting upset 'cause I hate driving around in circles making eye contact with the losers who are staked out in the lanes over and over and over again. I finally see this guy standing among the parked cars, looking all confused and stuff. He probably even scratched his head. Really awkward looking, young, skinny white guy. Big backpack. You know the kind. I pull up next to him and I'm like, "Hey! Can I give you a ride to your car?" He doesn't even turn around to acknowledge me, so I keep at it. "Hi. Helllllo? Let me give you a ride!" Nothing. So I honked a little honk. He finally turns around and I'm like waving at him to look at me. He walks over and I ask him again if he needs a ride. He starts talking and says he can't remember where he parked and also that he's deaf. I'm like, WHOA. He talks so gooood. Super impressed. He gets in the car and I start driving around. He puts on his seat belt. I ask him what kind of car he has ( a Jeep), what color is it (green), if he remembers parking far or close (doesn't know). We make small talk as I circle the lot and he tells me he's studying technology, IT stuff. I tell him he's really good at talking, and he tells me he's also really good at lip-reading. So my face is always slightly turned towards him as I'm driving. I bet I looked dumb and I bet he gets that look a lot. Anyway, we keep circling and I'm like, dude, where the hell is his car??? I see other spots opening up, and this is taking way too long. He sees me eyeballing all these available parking spaces, and he tells me to just take one and he'll walk around to find his car. Sweet. I pull into one and I'm all like concerned, "Are you sure???", "I mean it's cool to keep looking.", "I feel bad." He insists, so...yay. He gets out of the car and we start walking away. I turn around all smiling big, and I go: "DUDE!!! Use your car alarm button!" (I am accentuating my mouth for each word and I'm doing whole the pressing an imaginary car alarm button thing with my hands). He says back, "I'm deaf!"
I'm smart. Wish I had the annoying seat-belt beeping conversation with him too. Then I'd be double smart.
Lost Memories
Sounds like the worst movie ever, but it's real life. Server broke on Monday, so no computer or internet till right now. All this junk I thought of posting for my diary all week is gone. I guess I'll list some stuff I did all week that took the place of the stuff I usually do, like blog about my ideals.
- One day while everyone was in the kitchen eating lunch, I started balling up scratch paper in the office area and trying to shoot the paper into different trash cans. I wanted to take a picture of this one I was trying to throw it into because it was under a desk, so I had to fast ball it from across the room to make it.
- The Sunny 99.1 commercial for WalMart Hot to Train Your Dragon stuff is good. Hoser water.
- Spent a third of a day trying to remember how to make an origami box, which was a success.
- Had at least one thing I wanted to look up on the internet that I had remembered wanting to look up at least three times, but can't think of it right now.
- I have a stamp making kit that I found in my desk when the lady I replaced retired. When I found it, I was like dang, I'm gonna make some stamps one day. Made one that said Dunkeytower inc. Prestige Worldwide. Jessica will scan the post it note that I stamped on.
- Fixed the fax machine
- One day while everyone was in the kitchen eating lunch, I started balling up scratch paper in the office area and trying to shoot the paper into different trash cans. I wanted to take a picture of this one I was trying to throw it into because it was under a desk, so I had to fast ball it from across the room to make it.
- The Sunny 99.1 commercial for WalMart Hot to Train Your Dragon stuff is good. Hoser water.
- Spent a third of a day trying to remember how to make an origami box, which was a success.
- Had at least one thing I wanted to look up on the internet that I had remembered wanting to look up at least three times, but can't think of it right now.
- I have a stamp making kit that I found in my desk when the lady I replaced retired. When I found it, I was like dang, I'm gonna make some stamps one day. Made one that said Dunkeytower inc. Prestige Worldwide. Jessica will scan the post it note that I stamped on.
- Fixed the fax machine
Friday, April 2, 2010
POOOOOO
The previous posts of my mom's e-mails were from last year when she was visiting Taiwan. After she came back she decided she wanted to improve her English, so she enrolled in an intensive English program at Rice University. I'm really proud of her 'cause she did really well, and her English has definitely improved since then. Darn. It's getting rare to catch those good mistakes. Thankfully, she still has her days.
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Dear Family,
Thank you Jeff, I received your worm message from face book, I will take care my self safely.
I call daddy every day, he was moping the floor when I call him tonight, because Cooper pppp and POOOOO on the floor, hehehehe...
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So... my brother sent her a worm message, now she has a virus.
Also, when I first read that Cooper had PPPP and POOOOO-ed, I thought she was saying he farted (PPPPPft) and poo-ed. But really she was just saying that he pee pee pee peed. Lots of small pees and one big poooooooo. Because of these events, my dad was very sad and moping at the floor.
jess
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Dear Family,
Thank you Jeff, I received your worm message from face book, I will take care my self safely.
I call daddy every day, he was moping the floor when I call him tonight, because Cooper pppp and POOOOO on the floor, hehehehe...
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So... my brother sent her a worm message, now she has a virus.
Also, when I first read that Cooper had PPPP and POOOOO-ed, I thought she was saying he farted (PPPPPft) and poo-ed. But really she was just saying that he pee pee pee peed. Lots of small pees and one big poooooooo. Because of these events, my dad was very sad and moping at the floor.
jess
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Annoying
If you had to use negative words to describe yourself, what would it be?
I would say there are many times that I feel obnoxious, annoying and crude. I have foot-in-mouth syndrome quite often too. I apologize in advance.
So yeah, yeah, it's April Fool's Day. I looooove April Fool's Day. It just feels like a fun day even though nothing special really ever happens. I'm the opposite of Philip. I would love to get tricked today, or any other day, really. I like practical jokes and magic tricks. I guess I just like the element of surprise even if the joke is on me.
Like, the other day at Kroger, we were checking out in the self check-out counter and I tried to scan the rotisserie chicken i bought, but it wasn't working. The plastic felt all greasy, so I just kept re-scanning it until the worker came to help me. He scanned it too, and it didn't work for him either, so he said, "Oh, actually I think these are free today." His acting was good and it just seemed like a genuine statement. I didn't even miss a beat with my excited, "Really?!?!" Philip told him that he got me good. Super fun. Play more jokes on me.
So there are some times when I think of playing jokes on people too. They're usually really dumb, but it amuses me, so whatever. Yesterday in preparation for April Fool's Day, I changed my voice mail to the "Hello? Oh hey, what's up? Wait, I can't hear you. Speak up. Helllloooooo? Helllllloooo?" thing and I know it's old and everyone's done it before, but it always works. And I know the feeling you get after you get duped for something dumb like that, so that's why I did it.
I texted my friends to call me cause I had big news to tell them.
Here are my friend's responses.
"Wow. Really?"
"You are so gay."
"Lol. I actually said Hello. Idiot."
"Ha ha. very funny jokester."
"That is stupid."
"OMG. Ur so gayyyyy."
"Gay!"
"Ha. Funny."
"damnit."
"damn you. damn youuuuuu."
"you r so gay."
"DUDE. YOU'RE GAY"
"You're stupid."
jess
I would say there are many times that I feel obnoxious, annoying and crude. I have foot-in-mouth syndrome quite often too. I apologize in advance.
So yeah, yeah, it's April Fool's Day. I looooove April Fool's Day. It just feels like a fun day even though nothing special really ever happens. I'm the opposite of Philip. I would love to get tricked today, or any other day, really. I like practical jokes and magic tricks. I guess I just like the element of surprise even if the joke is on me.
Like, the other day at Kroger, we were checking out in the self check-out counter and I tried to scan the rotisserie chicken i bought, but it wasn't working. The plastic felt all greasy, so I just kept re-scanning it until the worker came to help me. He scanned it too, and it didn't work for him either, so he said, "Oh, actually I think these are free today." His acting was good and it just seemed like a genuine statement. I didn't even miss a beat with my excited, "Really?!?!" Philip told him that he got me good. Super fun. Play more jokes on me.
So there are some times when I think of playing jokes on people too. They're usually really dumb, but it amuses me, so whatever. Yesterday in preparation for April Fool's Day, I changed my voice mail to the "Hello? Oh hey, what's up? Wait, I can't hear you. Speak up. Helllloooooo? Helllllloooo?" thing and I know it's old and everyone's done it before, but it always works. And I know the feeling you get after you get duped for something dumb like that, so that's why I did it.
I texted my friends to call me cause I had big news to tell them.
Here are my friend's responses.
"Wow. Really?"
"You are so gay."
"Lol. I actually said Hello. Idiot."
"Ha ha. very funny jokester."
"That is stupid."
"OMG. Ur so gayyyyy."
"Gay!"
"Ha. Funny."
"damnit."
"damn you. damn youuuuuu."
"you r so gay."
"DUDE. YOU'RE GAY"
"You're stupid."
jess
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Stuff old people think is funny
The doctor came back from spring break yesterday. I guess teachers and doctors still get spring breaks. No more eating twix and blogging about my ideals all day.
So, he came in and asks if I had seen Snow Day. Then I ask if he's talking about the movie with Cuba Gooding Jr. He says yeah, and I'm like I haven't seen it, but i know what you're talking about. Saying he was like or I was like sounds better than anything else. Anyway he's like you reminded me of him because when he first got there he was wearing all these clothes that were 12 inches thick around his whole body and could barely move. And the doctor's all laughing while he's saying this. Then he tells me about another part where Cuba's on the back of a snow mobile holding on to the driver, haha I just laughed thinking about him telling me this story, so he tells me the driver says to let go, and Cuba says, "I can't!" and the driver says they all say that on their first ride. Then the doctor says that Cuba's saying, "No, I really can't let go! I'm stuck!" haha and the doctor's telling me about how the sound effects were all crackly when they were pulling his arms off the driver. The doctor was all red and telling me that I should watch the movie.
I always like to think about what kind of people think different parts in movies are funny. I guess kids and old people think the same things are funny. I'm gonna look up that clip of house bunny right quick cause that's the first time I can remember thinking about this stuff.
haha the latest comment on youtube for this video is:
So, he came in and asks if I had seen Snow Day. Then I ask if he's talking about the movie with Cuba Gooding Jr. He says yeah, and I'm like I haven't seen it, but i know what you're talking about. Saying he was like or I was like sounds better than anything else. Anyway he's like you reminded me of him because when he first got there he was wearing all these clothes that were 12 inches thick around his whole body and could barely move. And the doctor's all laughing while he's saying this. Then he tells me about another part where Cuba's on the back of a snow mobile holding on to the driver, haha I just laughed thinking about him telling me this story, so he tells me the driver says to let go, and Cuba says, "I can't!" and the driver says they all say that on their first ride. Then the doctor says that Cuba's saying, "No, I really can't let go! I'm stuck!" haha and the doctor's telling me about how the sound effects were all crackly when they were pulling his arms off the driver. The doctor was all red and telling me that I should watch the movie.
I always like to think about what kind of people think different parts in movies are funny. I guess kids and old people think the same things are funny. I'm gonna look up that clip of house bunny right quick cause that's the first time I can remember thinking about this stuff.
haha the latest comment on youtube for this video is:
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
It's Late. Zef Side!!!!
I put in a new blog header. I should have been spending this time working on my projects, but nay, I got sidetracked. I couldn't find many pictures of Philip, but then I found the one I'm using in the header, and couldn't let go of the fact that placing him upside turns him into the letter "y". Can you even tell? Kinda don't like when stuff like that happens 'cause even when I'm hating the look of it, I still can't let it go. Plug. Then I got all into using pictures as letters, and went through all my pictures to find one of me somewhat making a letter or shape; and the one in the header was as close as it got. It looks like I'm making the kissy face, which is lame and you know it too. Really though, I've noticed that is just a face I make a lot for pictures after I've had a few drinks. I going to have to remind myself to change that up quick. Help me.
Here's a video of a song (Zef Side) that I think I like. When I first saw this video, I got really weirded out, which you probably will too, but I couldn't stop playing it over and over again. I ended up spending a whole Saturday afternoon looking up all their other songs and bios and other videos and articles and pictures. I was in that obsessive, web-surfing zone and was probably hunched over my laptop looking all crazy. I was reminded of posting this 'cause Philip just referenced it the other day- but I don't remember why.
postscript
I was dying to find a picture of myself reaching my arm out so that I could make a collage of my hand up in Philip's face. Muy Thai! Hiya! That would have made for a better banner.
post-postscript
Retired.
jess
Here's a video of a song (Zef Side) that I think I like. When I first saw this video, I got really weirded out, which you probably will too, but I couldn't stop playing it over and over again. I ended up spending a whole Saturday afternoon looking up all their other songs and bios and other videos and articles and pictures. I was in that obsessive, web-surfing zone and was probably hunched over my laptop looking all crazy. I was reminded of posting this 'cause Philip just referenced it the other day- but I don't remember why.
ZEF SIDEEEE!
postscript
I was dying to find a picture of myself reaching my arm out so that I could make a collage of my hand up in Philip's face. Muy Thai! Hiya! That would have made for a better banner.
post-postscript
Retired.
jess
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Best Rockets Game?
Last night's game game against the nuggets may have been the best rockets game i've ever seen live. loser chauncey fouled out like a chump, melo scored 45 in a loss and missed the game winning shot, brooks, martin and scola had 31, 29, 23, we had the section right in front of all the fan zone stuff with games and sign making and face painting, won with a brooks jumper with less than 3 seconds left, bunch of friends and family there, got to yell during the whole game without feeling like anyone else was into it.
When i got my face painted, the guy was like are you a big time rockets fan? and i was like duh, then he said turn around, and he put a white rockets R in the back of my head in my hair, no big deal, i thought he was gonna put it on my back though
Also, i don't want to forget this later, i did a fake run and jump onto jessica where i was going to miss her by just jumping around her, but she stuck her hand out at my face and hit me in the face knocking my glasses off in the middle of a crowd walking out of the rockets game, then some kid almost stepped on it, but luckily he's probably a foot dragger and just kicked them, but they still got bent a little, anyway all jessica's fault. fake jumping at someone is a totally acceptable move. sticking your hand out at the jumper's face during the move is not.
beer baseball: no point in saying friendly game if you're not going to be cool about stuff, especially when it comes to make up calls
When i got my face painted, the guy was like are you a big time rockets fan? and i was like duh, then he said turn around, and he put a white rockets R in the back of my head in my hair, no big deal, i thought he was gonna put it on my back though
Also, i don't want to forget this later, i did a fake run and jump onto jessica where i was going to miss her by just jumping around her, but she stuck her hand out at my face and hit me in the face knocking my glasses off in the middle of a crowd walking out of the rockets game, then some kid almost stepped on it, but luckily he's probably a foot dragger and just kicked them, but they still got bent a little, anyway all jessica's fault. fake jumping at someone is a totally acceptable move. sticking your hand out at the jumper's face during the move is not.
beer baseball: no point in saying friendly game if you're not going to be cool about stuff, especially when it comes to make up calls
Monday, March 15, 2010
Waiting.
I'm downtown waiting to process yet another wastewater application for a new project. I realized that all this waiting around is a waste of time, so I've decided to start writing the blogs while I wait. There are people sitting all around me, so I keep shrinking my font size down so that they can't read it. Gottem. I know they want to look hard, especially the people behind me.
This past weekend was super fun. (By the way, I hate when people mistakenly say "This passed weekend".)
On Friday, we went to Oishii for happy hour since Philip can't eat meat on Fridays. Lent. The chopped scallop and salmon sashimi went hard.<--- "went hard" is the modern-day vernacular for: super, good, awesome, best, A+, bonus. I was being rebellious and strayed from the happy hour menu, much to Philip's dismay. <----Written in the style of classical literature.
Later we went to Rudyard's to play darts and shoot pool. Wait, before that we went to Cecil's for one round of pool 'cause Rudyard's was too packed. Philip won that game; but whatever, 'cause those pool sticks were boo boo. Went back to Rudz and it was still packed with a bunch of people that usually aren't there. I know this because we run that place, since summer '09, baby. I love that place for real though. The bartenders are super cool to us and the drinks are cheap. One day I'm going to feel nostalgia-overload towards that place. Anyway, it was packed because they were having a memorial for the guy who designed all the metalwork for the bar. I guess he was a cool guy and pretty well known in the community since it was so packed. At one point there was a lot of cheering and crowding around going on when this one guy (I found out it was the local "crazy-man") came down the stairs on roller-skates while balancing a beer on his head. I like that kind of dumb stuff.
Wow. I have been waiting for 2 straight hours now. That means this post will be long and boring since I am just aimlessly typing, trying to keep myself busy.
Went to Dallas on Saturday morning for the Paqciauo fight. The whole trip went hard. I wonder if when you write stuff like this, are you supposed to go into detail so that you don't forget some of the good stuff? Or will just reading about the gist of it trigger the memories.
Oh, my turn. Bye.
Jess
This past weekend was super fun. (By the way, I hate when people mistakenly say "This passed weekend".)
On Friday, we went to Oishii for happy hour since Philip can't eat meat on Fridays. Lent. The chopped scallop and salmon sashimi went hard.<--- "went hard" is the modern-day vernacular for: super, good, awesome, best, A+, bonus. I was being rebellious and strayed from the happy hour menu, much to Philip's dismay. <----Written in the style of classical literature.
Later we went to Rudyard's to play darts and shoot pool. Wait, before that we went to Cecil's for one round of pool 'cause Rudyard's was too packed. Philip won that game; but whatever, 'cause those pool sticks were boo boo. Went back to Rudz and it was still packed with a bunch of people that usually aren't there. I know this because we run that place, since summer '09, baby. I love that place for real though. The bartenders are super cool to us and the drinks are cheap. One day I'm going to feel nostalgia-overload towards that place. Anyway, it was packed because they were having a memorial for the guy who designed all the metalwork for the bar. I guess he was a cool guy and pretty well known in the community since it was so packed. At one point there was a lot of cheering and crowding around going on when this one guy (I found out it was the local "crazy-man") came down the stairs on roller-skates while balancing a beer on his head. I like that kind of dumb stuff.
Wow. I have been waiting for 2 straight hours now. That means this post will be long and boring since I am just aimlessly typing, trying to keep myself busy.
Went to Dallas on Saturday morning for the Paqciauo fight. The whole trip went hard. I wonder if when you write stuff like this, are you supposed to go into detail so that you don't forget some of the good stuff? Or will just reading about the gist of it trigger the memories.
Oh, my turn. Bye.
Jess
manny
Went to the manny vs clottey fight this past saturday. First boxing match i've ever been to.
Said it a million times already, but tailgating was better than the fight. I don't know why i thought tailgating was so fun, when i think about it, it just was just drinking outside with a bunch of friends and playing a bunch of games, but now i just thought about how awesome that sounds. pin the punch on the clottey. i heard there was food, but i didn't eat any cause i didn't try to
Jessica came without a ticket, worst case scenario was that she would have had to sit in a car after tailgating while we all watched the fight. better case scenario was that we could find a game day ticket for her, which is what happened, bet that felt awesome for her cause it probably felt sucky that she might have to sit in the car by herself for like 3 hours
the fight was disappointing because it seemed like clottey wasn't trying to win, so he threw like 5 punches, which all hit square on manny's face, but manny was punching the whole time even though it looked like none were landing. it's pretty ridiculous that manny keeps up that pace for 12 rounds straight even when he's past 30 years old. i guess you'd be kinda scared if all of clottey's punches were connecting, but i figure if clottey would have tried to win and punched more, then it would just open up everything for manny at the same time, no way clottey's defense is as good when he's trying to attack. clottey's eyes were super red even before the fight started, probably smoked in the locker room. also manny didn't look as awesome as usual, maybe clottey's defense and lack of punching was the cause, or maybe he didn't care as much either, he's not gonna fight for a while since he's running for some office in the philippines.
Just thinking about how awesome my weekends are. This past friday, happy hour with jessica, then rudyard's, then house party. Saturday, dallas with the cousins and friends for tailgating and manny fight. Sunday back from dallas to go eat crawfish with family and then play some beer baseball at chris' cause jarryd's in town. only sucky thing is that it all includes alcohol, was looking up some stuff and it sounds like i'm in the heavy drinker category, not an alcoholic, but definitely not an occasional drinker. during the week i only drink water unless we do some kind of happy hour or something because i know how much i drank the past weekend.
Everyone's getting allergies including me. i've never been one to take medicine, but how can i pass up prescription stuff for free that the doctor says works? can't, and it's working
Said it a million times already, but tailgating was better than the fight. I don't know why i thought tailgating was so fun, when i think about it, it just was just drinking outside with a bunch of friends and playing a bunch of games, but now i just thought about how awesome that sounds. pin the punch on the clottey. i heard there was food, but i didn't eat any cause i didn't try to
Jessica came without a ticket, worst case scenario was that she would have had to sit in a car after tailgating while we all watched the fight. better case scenario was that we could find a game day ticket for her, which is what happened, bet that felt awesome for her cause it probably felt sucky that she might have to sit in the car by herself for like 3 hours
the fight was disappointing because it seemed like clottey wasn't trying to win, so he threw like 5 punches, which all hit square on manny's face, but manny was punching the whole time even though it looked like none were landing. it's pretty ridiculous that manny keeps up that pace for 12 rounds straight even when he's past 30 years old. i guess you'd be kinda scared if all of clottey's punches were connecting, but i figure if clottey would have tried to win and punched more, then it would just open up everything for manny at the same time, no way clottey's defense is as good when he's trying to attack. clottey's eyes were super red even before the fight started, probably smoked in the locker room. also manny didn't look as awesome as usual, maybe clottey's defense and lack of punching was the cause, or maybe he didn't care as much either, he's not gonna fight for a while since he's running for some office in the philippines.
Just thinking about how awesome my weekends are. This past friday, happy hour with jessica, then rudyard's, then house party. Saturday, dallas with the cousins and friends for tailgating and manny fight. Sunday back from dallas to go eat crawfish with family and then play some beer baseball at chris' cause jarryd's in town. only sucky thing is that it all includes alcohol, was looking up some stuff and it sounds like i'm in the heavy drinker category, not an alcoholic, but definitely not an occasional drinker. during the week i only drink water unless we do some kind of happy hour or something because i know how much i drank the past weekend.
Everyone's getting allergies including me. i've never been one to take medicine, but how can i pass up prescription stuff for free that the doctor says works? can't, and it's working
Friday, March 12, 2010
Today is a Good Day
You know how there are some days when driving somewhere is the best thing in the world? Yeah, I love those days. I think the recipe for "good-day-driving" success is: perfect weather + driving fast + driver's side window down + a cd you've overplayed but is still in the cd player, and it's all of a sudden really jammable again + arm out the window + being alone.
Also, I think it should be legal to drive really fast if you're a good driver. We (yes, we. 'cause I'm one of them and if you agree with this, that means you're probably a good driver too) should get a special license so when we get pulled over, the cop is like, "Oh, you're part of the G.D. program."
When I left my place this morning, there were some contractors cleaning my neighbor's brick wall. I was holding my laptop and one of the contractors (Luis) asked me if what I was holding was a laptop. I said yes. He asked me if I had any for sale. I said yes, because I remembered that I had an old laptop at work that no one was using. I told him it would be slow because it's old and that it was heavy like a brick. He just wanted it to play dvds, he said. Anyway, I tested the laptop and it doesn't work. Sorry! (boring.)
I just returned a call to a client named Andy. I dialed the wrong number, but the guy happened to be an Andy as well, and he happened to know a Jessica. It was confusing for like 30 seconds. Then we talked about how coincidental that was. But not really, cause there are a million Andys and Jessicas in the world. Do you know one? I bet you do.
Also, why is it that the wrong numbers that call you are 95% Mexican? Or maybe they're not Mexican, but they like to speak Spanish.
jess
Also, I think it should be legal to drive really fast if you're a good driver. We (yes, we. 'cause I'm one of them and if you agree with this, that means you're probably a good driver too) should get a special license so when we get pulled over, the cop is like, "Oh, you're part of the G.D. program."
When I left my place this morning, there were some contractors cleaning my neighbor's brick wall. I was holding my laptop and one of the contractors (Luis) asked me if what I was holding was a laptop. I said yes. He asked me if I had any for sale. I said yes, because I remembered that I had an old laptop at work that no one was using. I told him it would be slow because it's old and that it was heavy like a brick. He just wanted it to play dvds, he said. Anyway, I tested the laptop and it doesn't work. Sorry! (boring.)
I just returned a call to a client named Andy. I dialed the wrong number, but the guy happened to be an Andy as well, and he happened to know a Jessica. It was confusing for like 30 seconds. Then we talked about how coincidental that was. But not really, cause there are a million Andys and Jessicas in the world. Do you know one? I bet you do.
Also, why is it that the wrong numbers that call you are 95% Mexican? Or maybe they're not Mexican, but they like to speak Spanish.
jess
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Bills, bills, bills
So... I woke up this morning to my alarm beeping. It's a fancy alarm because it has two alarm functions: music first, then beeping later- but also because it has a backup battery option so that it goes off even if it's unplugged, except when that happens, no music. First clue.
Then I go to my bathroom and flip the light switch which doesn't work. Second clue.
My first instinct is to go to the backyard and mess with the electricity box (whatever it's called) because my place is old and the power always goes out. But usually when that happens certain areas in my house aren't affected. So I try the kitchen switch.
Fine. I didn't pay my dang electricity bill. I thought I paid, but you can't trust automated phone payments because they're run by robots. Which, if you think about it, should probably be more competent than real people.
I'm going to be optimistic though. Here's why: My first class got canceled today, meaning I got up at 10am instead of at 7am. I found out the power company came to cut me off at 8am. If I had regular class, I wouldn't have found out about this ROBBERY until I got home at 5. That would mean I would have had to suffer a depressing, dark night until they came the next day. Also, the weather was perfect today. If this was any other day, my space heater would have shut off and I would have been dead meat. AND, the sun was super bright today so I could still do my makeup pretty well in my room. Whew. (I feel like the word "day" is too overpowering in this paragraph.)
Let's hope the power company hooks me up before I get home.
I met my new neighbors yesterday. Philip called to tell me that he heard them in the backyard, so he stood in the bedroom and spied on them through the cracks in the blind. He said he made eye contact with the guy and that's funny. I bet he got super scared and started doing things like moving stuff around, touching stuff -how I do when I get flustered.
I wanted to meet them really badly but Philip was against it because, you know, he freaking just spied on them and got "caught". I obliged him, but then when I was taking out the trash I ran into them anyway. I bet my subconscious told me to do that. I greeted them and we did the whole handshake thing. I said, "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Jessica." He said, "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Adam." I said, "Nice to meet you Madame." OH MY GOD. SO EMBARRASSING. I thought about it all day and even before I went to sleep.
Then I go to my bathroom and flip the light switch which doesn't work. Second clue.
My first instinct is to go to the backyard and mess with the electricity box (whatever it's called) because my place is old and the power always goes out. But usually when that happens certain areas in my house aren't affected. So I try the kitchen switch.
Fine. I didn't pay my dang electricity bill. I thought I paid, but you can't trust automated phone payments because they're run by robots. Which, if you think about it, should probably be more competent than real people.
I'm going to be optimistic though. Here's why: My first class got canceled today, meaning I got up at 10am instead of at 7am. I found out the power company came to cut me off at 8am. If I had regular class, I wouldn't have found out about this ROBBERY until I got home at 5. That would mean I would have had to suffer a depressing, dark night until they came the next day. Also, the weather was perfect today. If this was any other day, my space heater would have shut off and I would have been dead meat. AND, the sun was super bright today so I could still do my makeup pretty well in my room. Whew. (I feel like the word "day" is too overpowering in this paragraph.)
Let's hope the power company hooks me up before I get home.
I met my new neighbors yesterday. Philip called to tell me that he heard them in the backyard, so he stood in the bedroom and spied on them through the cracks in the blind. He said he made eye contact with the guy and that's funny. I bet he got super scared and started doing things like moving stuff around, touching stuff -how I do when I get flustered.
I wanted to meet them really badly but Philip was against it because, you know, he freaking just spied on them and got "caught". I obliged him, but then when I was taking out the trash I ran into them anyway. I bet my subconscious told me to do that. I greeted them and we did the whole handshake thing. I said, "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Jessica." He said, "Hi, nice to meet you. I'm Adam." I said, "Nice to meet you Madame." OH MY GOD. SO EMBARRASSING. I thought about it all day and even before I went to sleep.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
first/stuff i think all the time
my germs
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in the span of one minute at work i saw 3 charts with baseball names:
qualls
lugo
pujol (singular)
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if your favorite way of having eggs is scrambled, you just haven't grown up...toys r us kid (said like lil wayne)
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i don't like the back in the day mix on 97.9
that makes you uncool cause everyone knows that it's cool to like old school rap
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in the span of one minute at work i saw 3 charts with baseball names:
qualls
lugo
pujol (singular)
----
if your favorite way of having eggs is scrambled, you just haven't grown up...toys r us kid (said like lil wayne)
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i don't like the back in the day mix on 97.9
that makes you uncool cause everyone knows that it's cool to like old school rap
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