I miss my LJ.

I've decided to take a vacation. A real one. In October. Because mother nature decided not to grace us with summer this year. Dumb bitch. October also includes a trip to Chicago to see my Georgie. And another one to San Antonio.

I'm sort of scared about my job. They've had to let go of a ton of people. Not because they weren't good workers, but just because there isn't enough work to go around. And I have a huge gap of unassigned time in October which is terrifying. Granted I'm assigned for a minimum of 55 hours a week from the end of November through March, but is that enough to save me? I guess we'll find out. But I think I'm going to prepare my resume starting now... just in case. You never know.

I hate working on benefit plans. Worst.Job.Ever. But better than no job, right? 

It's Shark Week. The scariest week of the year for me. It confirms all of my fears/nightmares. Yet I can't take my eyes away from the screen. Hmm...

True Blood is amazing. Very weird and not a show to watch with the parentals and/or siblings bc... awkward. I'm not even a big fan of Anna Paquin. Something about her is just not... hot, even in X-Men... just no. But the show is just kinda hot and odd at the same time. Plus, Sookie Stackhouse > Bella Swan.

I've also reached the age where I don't want to face the fact that it's almost my birthday. 23. OMFG, that is just too old. It's 7 years away from 30. Ew.

I bought a box of fruit roll ups yesterday. I haven't had a fruit rollup since I was like 8. It was a need.

I'll be in San Antonio in 3.5 days. And I'm excited. =)

~Free your mind~

I don’t understand why it won’t stop raining. I guess bc it’s spring, but I don’t remember it raining so much here. I just want spring/summer to get here already, I’m tired of carrying my neon green umbrella around. Even though I secretly love it bc it’s a great accessory to any bland outfit.

Can we talk about Lady Gaga? Is it wrong that I want to undress her, put her in some sweats and slippers, and sit her on a couch? I want to shake her and tell her there are more comfortable outfits out there than just the sci-fi villain look. I can’t really get into her music. I don’t hate it, but I’d like to reserve my listening of it to gay and/or European techno clubs.

I’m on a legal client out on Long Island for a few weeks. And while it’s nice to have a car and I love LI, I cannot deal with this traffic. O.m.g. I’ve already gotten into two minor fender benders on Queens Blvd since I’ve been out here – neither of which are my fault. The number of bad drivers out there is ridiculous.

I went to lunch at Chipotle today with one of my coworkers. On the drive there, he hummed/whistled along to the songs on the radio. It wouldn’t have been so bad if the songs hadn’t been Miley Cyrus’ The Climb and Pink’s Sober. Awkwarddd…. and to make things exceedingly uncomfortable, while I’m listening to my headphones, he goes, “Wanna head out at six?” And to me it sounded like, “Wanna have sex?” Naturally my face must have been one of disgust and horror until I realized what he had actually said. Ugh, this day cannot go any slower.

I’m now on tumblr. Yes. You must join also. Now.

~Free your mind~
 

It’s been a while since I blogged last and I have a few things on my mind:

First of all, I don’t understand why you can’t shop online at H&M. I mean, you’d think they want to let you do that and make a crapload of money off of people (like myself). Get with the program.

Second - I don’t know how to eat “healthy”. I mean sure I can have a salad. But unless you’re a fucking rabbit and you can live off green shit your entire life, this stuff just doesn’t cut it on an everyday basis. I mean I try to not eat too much during the week and have salads and sandwiches. But the weekend doesn’t count. And by ‘weekend’, I mean Thursday through Sunday. And then I feel incredibly guilty on Monday. But I’ve found a little piece of (almost) guilt-free indulgence: Weight Watchers Ice Cream Sandwiches - 120 calories and 2 grams of fat. Granted I’m not ON weight watchers… but I eat them anyway. A little pricey though.

Third, here is Sienna Miller:

Honey, no. Tights aren’t pants. Look into getting a bottom half for your outfit.

Fourth – I don’t know how to approach the subject without inciting anger among the hardcore (classic) movie peeps or the thought that I’m completely ignorant. So Audrey Hepburn was voted the most beautiful woman of all time. Really? Audrey Hepburn? How do I put this lightly w/o causing controversy… does anyone else think she’s a little… *gulp*… overrated? Now I don’t deny that she’s one of the greatest actresses of her time blah, blah, blah. I’ve seen the movies and yes, she’s cute, timeless, and sort of wonderful. (I feel like the black and white movies/photos have a lot to do with the 'timeless' part, but that's another argument for another day...) But sometimes, it’s just like… okay, we get it, she's like the personification of grace and class... but personally, I’m more of a Marilyn Monroe kind of girl. I like a girl that looks like she enjoyed a good burrito once in a while.

Fifth - Evangeline Lilly. Not only do I love her. But her name is absolutely beautiful. Evangeline. Evelyn. Evi. I love it. That’s going to be on my list of names to name my hypothetical future daughter. The hard part will be getting it past Manny/my Latino family. You know who’s so effing hot? Michelle Rodriguez. I adore her… hmm, I guess I’m just into the girls from Lost. But there’s something about her that is so damn sexy.

Sixth - Confirmation went well. I can have soda again and I’ve decided it would be really cool to see the Pope. Hmm. Yes. On my list of things to do before I die. Along with dogsledding… and maybe bobsledding.

Seventh - The Obama at Notre Dame controversy needs to stop. I’ve been ignoring it bc frankly I think it’s absurd. Obama didn’t fucking invite himself and it’s an enormous privilege just to have him on campus. People are fucking closed-minded living in their own damn uppity bubbles. And this is totally taken from JudeAnne’s tumblr, but I have to post it too:

“No speaker who has ever come to Notre Dame has changed the University. We are who we are. But, quite often, the very fact of being here has changed the speaker.” –Theodore Hesburgh.

And if Father Hesburgh is cool with it then you should be too… bitch.

Eighth - Kristen Stewart is growing on me... involuntarily.  

Ninth - I need my tax refund to come in. Now. You know that whole theory that you shouldn’t spend more than you have? Well I think I may have blown through every personal finance rule I’ve ever learned. Esp with the concert tickets I just purchased + the shopping spree that occurred on Long Island this today… all together nearly $1000. $1000 more than I have. Oh tax refund, where art thou?

Tenth - Madonna just bought a 13 bedroom, $40 Million penthouse on 81st street. I think it's time to do some stalking. Even though in reality she kind of scares me and I'd probably avoid any contact if the opportunity were to present itself... for fear. Have you SEEN the pictures of the inside? I'll sum it up for you - her place is better than yours.

Lastly, direct quote from my brother today: “I’m 16, I can do whatever I want.” Oh, to be 16 and naïve again.

Until next time…

~Free your mind~

I’m into that new singer from Japan – Utada Hikaru. Yes, she’s very, very ‘pop’, but I really like her Come Back to Me song. Me likey.  

I miss To Catch a Predator. Is that wrong? I mean it was just one of those addicting shows that wasn’t really meant to be addicting… at all. But it was just so juicy. One of the local radio stations around here does this thing called To Catch a Cheater on Wednesday mornings… so good. They have their listeners email/call in if they think their spouse/bf/gf is cheating on them. Then the radio station calls the significant other and offers them a free romantic dinner for two and tells them they just need the names of the people going to give the restaurant. So the people always give their own name + the name of the other person. If they’re unfaithful, they always say someone else’s name. It’s really, really good and also sort of addicting… if you’re not actually on it, of course.

Do you know what the Vatican said has done more for women’s liberation than anything else in the 21^st century? WWII you might guess? The pill? Voting rights? Abortion rights? All good answers in my opinion, but then you’d be wrong. No, according to the Vatican, the washing machine has done more for women's liberation than anything else this century. Yes. Oh, Catholicism. Disagree? Take it up with the Pope.

Last night, I spontaneously decided to join my family on their random weekend trip to DC this weekend. It’s the last weekend before my grandfather goes back to Colombia and it’s also my mom’s birthday today. So I figured a family weekend was in order after refusing to leave the city this past month (who wants to leave when you have everything you want right here?). So hopefully it will be a good weekend. =)

I gave up all soda for lent. Oh the agony. I miss my daily dose. Diet Coke is sooooo wonderful. Oh man.... sigh.

I need some new clothes. Since I started working I've focused more on my work clothes and my casual weekend clothing is lacking. And when I spend money it usually goes toward 1) food or 2) work clothes. And the occasional unnecessary dvd or candy. I wish I had a stylist that would dress me and maybe a million dollars to spend. I need a dress for confirmation. Maybe if I was thin, I'd be excited. But no one likes dressing a whale.

And not that I usually talk about celebs, but since its all that the mags are talking about I would just like to put out there that I think Rihanna is a fucking idiot. I felt bad about what happened to her just as much as the next person. But when you put yourself back in that situation, then you're just an masochistic moron. I understand that there's a 'cycle'... but no. Just no.

Speaking of celebs... MIA named her baby ICKITT??? wtf?

It's supposed to be a beautiful weekend and I'm uber excited. I hope it's nice enough to walk around the city and do something. I'm tired of being cooped up from the friggin blizzard coming through here. Maybe even some shopping in Herald Square? Just the thought makes me happy.

I'm kind of hooked on that Asher Roth I Love College song. (It's a little Eminem-ish sounding) Mostly bc... it's all true. I love(d) college.

I <3 Blair Waldorf. The same way I <3 Rosalie Hale. I realize people might hate them... but I feel like I completely empathize with their temperament. That's probably sad on my part, but you should value my honesty. ;)

Mmmm, working on a real estate client at the moment. And in a few weeks, I'm moving on to a legal client. I wish... clients were a little more cooperative. I feel like they need to realize that the faster you get me everything I need, the faster I'll be out of your hair. But if you want to drag it out I'll be here as long as it takes, mofo.

The Tudors Season 3 trailer is out and its looking good. But even if it wasn't, let's be honest - we all just watch it for the sex.