HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!!!!!!
Your the bestest!
* I would also like to congratulate Rachel on surviving one year and one day at KOMEN.
Way to put and end to Breast Cancer - Happy last day!!
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
New Office
My office moved to a new building over the weekend, hence the issues with the Internet. Today was our second day internetless. They better fix it soon because I don't think I can make it another day without. Boredom hits a whole new level when you can not read blogs and entertainment weekly online.
But in the more exciting news a new office means new terrain for me to learn, and new stunts for me to pull. The new office is extremely nice. Much fancier than our old office which is saying a lot since that was no dump to begin with. Now I sit in the marble lobby all by myself. A little lonesome at time but great when it comes to deciding what music to listen to for the day. We don't have security guards like the old building, which I thought would save me some humiliation, but no, instead we have security cameras. And yest there is someone out there who sits and watches the footage all day long. Luck for me one of the cameras is right above my desk. I feel the need to wave at it every time I walk by.
So in our new office we have a great conference room that is actually large enough to hold all of our employees. It is pretty great, but the thing about the conference room is that two complete walls of it are all glass. This is basically an accident waiting to happen. Need I even finish the story here? We all know that it is inevitable that I will run into the wall at some point or another. But really did it have to be the first day? While the whole office was enjoying lunch in said conference room? Of course, I had to go out with a BANG!
I had actually moments prior to running into the wall just made a comment to all of my coworkers about how proud I was of the f act that I had managed to be in the office 4 whole hours without hitting the wall yet. Then I went to leave, I saw the door propped open and headed in that direction. The glass was just so darn clean I could not tell the difference from the glass wall and the doorway. I walked to the left of the door, thinking that I was exiting out of the open area into the hallway when in fact I was headed straight for the glass (the open portal was to the left of the door) My coworkers saw it all happening and started to yell at me, but my slow reflexes kept me from understanding what was happening. I ran smack into the wall, with the whole office watching. (Thankfully I was saved from too much embarrassment, about five minutes later a fellow co worker did the exact same thing)
What a good first day!
I have now survived day two as well, with no Internet and no running into glass. Wahoo!!
On a P.S. note yesterday I was given keys to the office (which all employees have) a key to the garage (which only three other people have) and a code to the alarm system (only two other people have this). I am a little frightened about this whole alarm thing. As the first person to arrive most mornings I will be in charge of disarming the alarm system. This power gives me great fear. Do you know what happens if I do not get the code punched in quick enough? Oh that's right the police and the fire department come. YIKES!!!
But in the more exciting news a new office means new terrain for me to learn, and new stunts for me to pull. The new office is extremely nice. Much fancier than our old office which is saying a lot since that was no dump to begin with. Now I sit in the marble lobby all by myself. A little lonesome at time but great when it comes to deciding what music to listen to for the day. We don't have security guards like the old building, which I thought would save me some humiliation, but no, instead we have security cameras. And yest there is someone out there who sits and watches the footage all day long. Luck for me one of the cameras is right above my desk. I feel the need to wave at it every time I walk by.
So in our new office we have a great conference room that is actually large enough to hold all of our employees. It is pretty great, but the thing about the conference room is that two complete walls of it are all glass. This is basically an accident waiting to happen. Need I even finish the story here? We all know that it is inevitable that I will run into the wall at some point or another. But really did it have to be the first day? While the whole office was enjoying lunch in said conference room? Of course, I had to go out with a BANG!
I had actually moments prior to running into the wall just made a comment to all of my coworkers about how proud I was of the f act that I had managed to be in the office 4 whole hours without hitting the wall yet. Then I went to leave, I saw the door propped open and headed in that direction. The glass was just so darn clean I could not tell the difference from the glass wall and the doorway. I walked to the left of the door, thinking that I was exiting out of the open area into the hallway when in fact I was headed straight for the glass (the open portal was to the left of the door) My coworkers saw it all happening and started to yell at me, but my slow reflexes kept me from understanding what was happening. I ran smack into the wall, with the whole office watching. (Thankfully I was saved from too much embarrassment, about five minutes later a fellow co worker did the exact same thing)
What a good first day!
I have now survived day two as well, with no Internet and no running into glass. Wahoo!!
On a P.S. note yesterday I was given keys to the office (which all employees have) a key to the garage (which only three other people have) and a code to the alarm system (only two other people have this). I am a little frightened about this whole alarm thing. As the first person to arrive most mornings I will be in charge of disarming the alarm system. This power gives me great fear. Do you know what happens if I do not get the code punched in quick enough? Oh that's right the police and the fire department come. YIKES!!!
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
And Were Back!
Wowsers, it's been a while. Ok so maybe only four days but really it feels like longer I have been going through blog withdraws. My home computer recently decided to breath it's last breath and move on to a better life - meanwhile my office recently moved to a new location so I was forced to endure two whole work days with no internet. YIKES!!!!! I really did not think I would survive. That combined with being out of town for three days has left me very disconnected. I feel like there is a great possibility I missed out on some major happenings. If I did please fill me in.
I have a few good stories to share with you all about our new office building. But those will come in due time. First things first. Here are some photos of my AMAZING weekend.
That shall have to tide you over for now.
I have a few good stories to share with you all about our new office building. But those will come in due time. First things first. Here are some photos of my AMAZING weekend.
That shall have to tide you over for now.
Friday, May 22, 2009
REUNION!!
This weekend is the first official Trop 207 reunion. A time set aside for the one time residents of Tropicana apartment number 207 to reconvene, rejoin, remember and rejoice with one another.
The guests have arrived and the plans have been made. All that’s left is for me to get off work – and the roadtrip shall begin.
The guests have arrived and the plans have been made. All that’s left is for me to get off work – and the roadtrip shall begin.
This is us then, more than 2 years ago.
Oh those were the days – of our youth when our biggest worries were getting to class on time, and what we would have for dinner in the caf.
I shall return Monday with many photos and stories of mass hilarity for all to enjoy.
The big question of the weekend will be………………….Can Mandy and Jeni convince Megan that she really does want to participate in the Strawberry Stampede 5K. Doubtful, very doubtful. But we shall try none the less.
Happy Memorial Day!!!
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Smoking
I have decided to take up smoking. Trust me this is not as random as it sounds. I have thought this through and come to the logical conclusion that it is in my best interest to start smoking. Yes I know what you’re thinking, that I have totally and completely lost it – well that and I will/could die from lung cancer. True, true. Both are things that I have taken into consideration.
And seeing as I do not have a death wish, me taking up smoking is more of a hypothetical thing. I am not going to literally take up smoking; I am more going to pretend I am taking up smoking.
You see it has come to my attention that smokers need/get to take breaks throughout the day to go outside and smoke. Every time I stroll outside to the Fed Ex box I see the same people chillin outside in their little circle chatting and laughing it up as the enjoy a smoke.
Tell me how is this fair? They choose to slowly kill themselves and they get to take breaks? They get to escape work and enjoy the sunshine. Where as I have decided smoking is disgusting – and I want to live a long and somewhat healthy life, and am therefore forced to sit in my basically windowless dungeoness office all day long – without catching even the smallest sliver of a glimpse of the sun until 5:00pm. How is that fair?
Therefore the only logical solution is that I begin “smoking” and take multiple breaks throughout the day in which I sit outside and enjoy the sunshine.
I guess smoking is not all bad.
And seeing as I do not have a death wish, me taking up smoking is more of a hypothetical thing. I am not going to literally take up smoking; I am more going to pretend I am taking up smoking.
You see it has come to my attention that smokers need/get to take breaks throughout the day to go outside and smoke. Every time I stroll outside to the Fed Ex box I see the same people chillin outside in their little circle chatting and laughing it up as the enjoy a smoke.
Tell me how is this fair? They choose to slowly kill themselves and they get to take breaks? They get to escape work and enjoy the sunshine. Where as I have decided smoking is disgusting – and I want to live a long and somewhat healthy life, and am therefore forced to sit in my basically windowless dungeoness office all day long – without catching even the smallest sliver of a glimpse of the sun until 5:00pm. How is that fair?
Therefore the only logical solution is that I begin “smoking” and take multiple breaks throughout the day in which I sit outside and enjoy the sunshine.
I guess smoking is not all bad.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
A Theif Amung Us
Identity theft is a very serious problem. Something that should not be taken lightly (CARLOS!). Not a joking matter. As of yesterday, someone out there has been trying to steal the identity of my roommate.
Carlos is it you?
Are you Angela Wemet?
If so you totally succeed in your little prank – I did not even realize that you were trying to be Angela until I read her comments. HAHAHAHAHA Good Job!
I should really work on my reading skills.
(if this totally confuses you please consult the comments section from my last two posts)
Carlos is it you?
Are you Angela Wemet?
If so you totally succeed in your little prank – I did not even realize that you were trying to be Angela until I read her comments. HAHAHAHAHA Good Job!
I should really work on my reading skills.
(if this totally confuses you please consult the comments section from my last two posts)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
The Birds!
Do you ever feel like there is a horror movie that parallels your life? That may sound like a crazy question, but I totally do – I feel like I am living in “The Birds.” I think that they are out to get me. Literally some bird somewhere many years ago put a hit out on me.
It all started in High School Cross Country. I was at practice one day running with my posse, nothing out of the norm –when out of no where a group of birds start dive bombing us. They shot out of the near by trees, and swooped down in front of us. They started in increase there speed and were flying directly towards us – before I could even react one of them hit me smack in the forehead. Officially my first head on collision with a bird.
The next year I had the pleasure of experiencing what my family has come to call the “kamikaze bird.” Every morning for about a month I was startled awake by the “kamikaze bird.” At precisely 5:45am every morning he would fly/crash into my window. The crash naturally caused him to be disoriented so he would flat his wings a few times (into the window) then fly away – only to return a few seconds later to repeat the same process. It was incredibly loud and annoying. But on the bright side I no longer needed an alarm clock.
Fast forward a few years – I was walking through the Woods deep in though when my day dreams were rudely interrupted by the birds that were swarming around me. They were taunting me, the way little brothers taunt you, flying close enough to make me cringe, allowing me to feel the wind created by their flight, but not close enough to actually hit me. They just circled me, stalking there prey, analyzing and memorizing my every move so they could find the perfect time to attack.
That time was this morning. I was brutally assaulted on the way to my car this morning. I saw the birds – I should have anticipated their actions but I am naive – I did not think the birds would bring harm to me. There they were sitting beside my car chirping away in a happy manner. Little did I know they were happy because they knew they were going to take me down. I cautiously approached my car trying my best not to disturb them, they started to move, to walk, then fly. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched them fly away, knowing my history thinking I just dodged a bullet. That’s when it struck me, right in the side. I looked down just in time to see it flapping its wings against my side trying to get away. I screamed, the man in the apartment nearest my car looked out the window, he probably enjoyed the show as I am sure my face was white with fear. The birds had not flown away like I had thought they had simply moved back so they could get a flying start and leave a greater impact when he struck me. Had I not been so terrified I may have tried to strike back at him myself. He deserves a good smack! But lets be real had I hit him word would have got out in bird world I am sure a whole army would have come to hunt me down.
The whole incident was so shocking I had to sit in the protection of my car and recover for a few minutes. My heart was beating quite rapidly, I was traumatized, I was in no condition to drive.
I was late to work.
The stupid birds made me late to work.
It all started in High School Cross Country. I was at practice one day running with my posse, nothing out of the norm –when out of no where a group of birds start dive bombing us. They shot out of the near by trees, and swooped down in front of us. They started in increase there speed and were flying directly towards us – before I could even react one of them hit me smack in the forehead. Officially my first head on collision with a bird.
The next year I had the pleasure of experiencing what my family has come to call the “kamikaze bird.” Every morning for about a month I was startled awake by the “kamikaze bird.” At precisely 5:45am every morning he would fly/crash into my window. The crash naturally caused him to be disoriented so he would flat his wings a few times (into the window) then fly away – only to return a few seconds later to repeat the same process. It was incredibly loud and annoying. But on the bright side I no longer needed an alarm clock.
Fast forward a few years – I was walking through the Woods deep in though when my day dreams were rudely interrupted by the birds that were swarming around me. They were taunting me, the way little brothers taunt you, flying close enough to make me cringe, allowing me to feel the wind created by their flight, but not close enough to actually hit me. They just circled me, stalking there prey, analyzing and memorizing my every move so they could find the perfect time to attack.
That time was this morning. I was brutally assaulted on the way to my car this morning. I saw the birds – I should have anticipated their actions but I am naive – I did not think the birds would bring harm to me. There they were sitting beside my car chirping away in a happy manner. Little did I know they were happy because they knew they were going to take me down. I cautiously approached my car trying my best not to disturb them, they started to move, to walk, then fly. I let out a sigh of relief as I watched them fly away, knowing my history thinking I just dodged a bullet. That’s when it struck me, right in the side. I looked down just in time to see it flapping its wings against my side trying to get away. I screamed, the man in the apartment nearest my car looked out the window, he probably enjoyed the show as I am sure my face was white with fear. The birds had not flown away like I had thought they had simply moved back so they could get a flying start and leave a greater impact when he struck me. Had I not been so terrified I may have tried to strike back at him myself. He deserves a good smack! But lets be real had I hit him word would have got out in bird world I am sure a whole army would have come to hunt me down.
The whole incident was so shocking I had to sit in the protection of my car and recover for a few minutes. My heart was beating quite rapidly, I was traumatized, I was in no condition to drive.
I was late to work.
The stupid birds made me late to work.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Isn't She A Beaut
I know you all have been losing sleep over this.
Spending house pondering what our new couch would look like.
The time has come.
Are you ready for the unveiling?
Can I get a drum roll please?
………………………………………
Here she is – the Penthouse’s new couch!!!!!!
Can I get a drum roll please?
………………………………………
Here she is – the Penthouse’s new couch!!!!!!
I don’t know if I can truly convey our excitement to you. We have owned this couch for a mere 16 hours and we are in love. Ok maybe I can not speak for all the members of the Penthouse but I can speak for myself. I am in love! I spent most of the evening yesterday lounging on the lovely thing. Aaaaaahhhhh sigh, there is just something s0 amazing about being able to put your feet up. Pretty Sweet! And of course I must give a GIGANTIC THANKS to Nate and Mark who endured the scorching heat to moved the couch in for us. Thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Friday, May 15, 2009
I Have A Dream
There once was a tall tall girl living in a small small apartment. The apartment only had one bedroom, but three residents. They tried desperately to make the apartment appear bigger than it really was. They named it the PENTHOUSE in hopes of making sound larger. And they filled it with miniature furniture, making all of the living spaces appear open and spacious. There were two mini couches, one mini table, three mini lamps a mini coffee table, even a mini Christmas Tree.
That same girl had a dream. A dream that on day more than two people would be able to sit on their couch without being squished too tightly. A dream that one day she would be able to lay down on her couch and fit. A dream that her mini apartment would one day contain a full sized couch.
The day has come my friends.
Sunday the PENTHOUSE gets a new couch!
Go ahead feel free to celebrate with us.
That same girl had a dream. A dream that on day more than two people would be able to sit on their couch without being squished too tightly. A dream that one day she would be able to lay down on her couch and fit. A dream that her mini apartment would one day contain a full sized couch.
The day has come my friends.
Sunday the PENTHOUSE gets a new couch!
Go ahead feel free to celebrate with us.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
E-Harmony
Joking about E-Harmony………………is it ever really funny?
My brother in law used to joke that for my birthday he was going to get me a subscription ……..ok so the first time he said that I laughed. It was funny. Today however was another story. At work I had to fill out a form for this thing (like how vague I am?) Anywho on the form I had to put really ridiculous information like my height, weight, hair color and eye color. Weird huh? I thought so. Then my boss had to sign it. So I hand it over to him and ask for is signature – he proceeds to read the form completely.
He took forever, no doubt pausing and memorizing my height and weight, then he makes some comment on no knowing why they need that info. So I reply, “yeah they must be planning on putting me on a wanted poster.” And he says “well now I can use it to put you on E-Harmony.”
Insert cricket noise to fill the silence…………………awkward forced laughter…………………..silence.
Yeah that about sums up my day today.
My brother in law used to joke that for my birthday he was going to get me a subscription ……..ok so the first time he said that I laughed. It was funny. Today however was another story. At work I had to fill out a form for this thing (like how vague I am?) Anywho on the form I had to put really ridiculous information like my height, weight, hair color and eye color. Weird huh? I thought so. Then my boss had to sign it. So I hand it over to him and ask for is signature – he proceeds to read the form completely.
He took forever, no doubt pausing and memorizing my height and weight, then he makes some comment on no knowing why they need that info. So I reply, “yeah they must be planning on putting me on a wanted poster.” And he says “well now I can use it to put you on E-Harmony.”
Insert cricket noise to fill the silence…………………awkward forced laughter…………………..silence.
Yeah that about sums up my day today.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Good Ol Freeman
Today we have a guest blogger of sorts. Instead hearing from me I am giving you a story from my brother Cameron that I received via text message:
If you ever want to describe Freeman (the elementary/ jr. high/ high school I attended) to someone but are left speechless I’ve got the perfect story for it now. I was helping run sound for the drama play and we had everything set up and right when they started letting people in half hour before Showtime we lost power. 20 minutes later we found out that a tractor drove into a pole and took out the pole and the power lines with it. Someone brought in a generator and we ran the entire play off of a 4000 watt diesel generator.
How often did your school lose power due to a tractor tearing down power lines?
Yeah Freeman’s pretty cool like that.
If you ever want to describe Freeman (the elementary/ jr. high/ high school I attended) to someone but are left speechless I’ve got the perfect story for it now. I was helping run sound for the drama play and we had everything set up and right when they started letting people in half hour before Showtime we lost power. 20 minutes later we found out that a tractor drove into a pole and took out the pole and the power lines with it. Someone brought in a generator and we ran the entire play off of a 4000 watt diesel generator.
How often did your school lose power due to a tractor tearing down power lines?
Yeah Freeman’s pretty cool like that.
Friday, May 8, 2009
Happy Mothers Day!
I would like to wish a Happy Mothers Day to you.
To take the time to Thank You for all that you do.
You took in endless performances of band and drama.
At all the sporting events you were the most proud mamma.
Your always willing to go to the movies with me.
Even the ones you ahve no desire to see.
YOu support me in all that I do.
And your alwasy encouraging me to try something new.
To be a mother as great as you is something for which i shall pray.
Most imprtantly Know that I love you lots -Happy Mothers Day!
MASTERFUL!!!!!!!
CONGRATULATIONS to all my friends who are graduating with their Master's today.
You are all pretty amazing in my book.
Melissa, Way to go completing your dreaded internship and presenting your massive 500,000 page paper. I know you did an excelent job.
WAY TO GO!!!!
Megan, you are one step closer to leaving the country.
Good for you sad for me.
Today Master Brown tomorrow DR. Brown. WAHOOOOO!!!!
And Mr. JT - sorry I have no photo of you, but congratulations - YOU DID IT!!!!
My Life As A Celebrity
I have always known that I was destined to be a celebrity. I mean really have you met me? Don’t you agree? I have officially reached superstardom. And let me tell you it is not as glamorous as we all think. The paparazzi really are quite relentless – you have no privacy what so ever it is rough.
And then just when you think you have escaped it all BAM! You open up the Internet and there you are.
Such was the case for me today. I was just cruising around facebook – which really I don’t do much these days every time I open it something has changed, I can barely navigate my way from one page to the next. But there I was checking out someones profile – when I noticed they had a website. I am always looking for new websites to entertain myself as work if pretty dull these days.
So I follow the link – and what do I find? Myself. Yup that’s right I was staring right at a picture of myself. Ok so really he its a photography website, and it was a picture from my sisters wedding but really I was in it, almost dead center. The fact that I was the most attractive person in the photo goes with out mention.
Who needs Americas Next Top Model?
People Magazine here I come!
Follow this link if you'd like to CHECK ME OUT!
(oh that totally reminds me of my favorite cheesy pick-up like - "I hope I brought my library card, cuz I'm checking you out" hahahah it gets me every time.)
And then just when you think you have escaped it all BAM! You open up the Internet and there you are.
Such was the case for me today. I was just cruising around facebook – which really I don’t do much these days every time I open it something has changed, I can barely navigate my way from one page to the next. But there I was checking out someones profile – when I noticed they had a website. I am always looking for new websites to entertain myself as work if pretty dull these days.
So I follow the link – and what do I find? Myself. Yup that’s right I was staring right at a picture of myself. Ok so really he its a photography website, and it was a picture from my sisters wedding but really I was in it, almost dead center. The fact that I was the most attractive person in the photo goes with out mention.
Who needs Americas Next Top Model?
People Magazine here I come!
Follow this link if you'd like to CHECK ME OUT!
(oh that totally reminds me of my favorite cheesy pick-up like - "I hope I brought my library card, cuz I'm checking you out" hahahah it gets me every time.)
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELA!!!!
Who has AMAZING fluid like dance skills?
Who is a pro at paying the bills?
Surely not someone who's afraid of oil of hte flax
Perhapts it's someone who loves candy to the max.
Or maybe someone who enjoys hiking
And used to excel at biking
Or somone who owns a knap
And often spills food in her lap.
Her exercise of choice may be speed walking
And her clothing from H&M non one will be mocking
Someone who loves coffee no matter how weak
Anyone who encompasses all these things would be quite unique.
Becuase you my dear Angela are on of a kind.
A better friend than you we will never find!
* below, I have compiled a short list of some of my favorite memories with you Ang - one for each year you have been alive
1. What I Like About You2. McDonalds Breakfast
3.Punny
4.Orange/Rhino
5.Waking up to the Kingsmen6.RADS
7.Creek Park
8.Gilmore Girls
9.Johnny/My Stupid Mouth10.Pier/The Green Machine
11.Blindfolded walks around campus
12.Frisbee in the Park
13.Road Trips14.Pretense/Glenbrook
15.Mangela's Guild
16.Quotes from Dr. Leish
17. Nurse18. Fall Festival Pie Champion
19. Mr. Rogers
20. Haleena
21. Saddle Up Your Horses22. Bubbs Chats
23. Eye Of The Tiger
24. Tin Foiling/Toilet Papering/Getting Saran Wrapped
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANG!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANG!
Thanks for being such a great friend.
Crime Time
I have decided to commit a crime. As with most things I do this is not spontaneous, but rather well thought out and planned. Ok maybe the crime is not planned –as I have no idea what I will do but the timing is. For years I have been watching crime shows, some would say wasting my time, filling my head with mush. Research I say. I have been researching the perfect crime for years. I shall take my cue from Frank Abagnale JR (you all saw Catch Me If You Can right?) and apply the knowledge I gained from television and movies to real life.
Based on my many viewings of CSI, Bones, and Law and Order I know that criminals most often get caught when they leave behind evidence – especially DNA evidence and finger prints. Now seeing as my fingerprints are listed in the FBI database, yes if you were to run my prints through IAFIS I would appear (why? I’ll never tell – it is more exciting to let you ponder my past criminal record) it is pertinent that I leave behind no prints while at the yet to be determined crime scene.
Enter the perfect time to commit a crime:
Ok let’s cut the chit chat and get down to the real deal here. Today is the day because…………drum roll please……………………….. I no longer have finger prints. That’s right I can go gloveless allowing myself not to be hindered by the bulkiness of leather between my fingers – keeping full finger dexterity while committing the crime of my choice. I have put so many labels on envelopes that I am now suffering from “sticker burn” as I like to call it. The self adhesive agent on the back of the labels has successfully pulled all remnants of my finger prints off of my fingers. Or so it looks and feels. The tips of my fingers are bright red and completely rubbed raw. This is a serious issue you here – why is it that the box of labels does not have a side effects of overuse warning? I can not be the first person this has happened too.
That’s all – I must stop now – typing hurts my poor fingers L
Perhaps I should be put on bed rest as to not overuse my fingers and allow for proper healing.
Based on my many viewings of CSI, Bones, and Law and Order I know that criminals most often get caught when they leave behind evidence – especially DNA evidence and finger prints. Now seeing as my fingerprints are listed in the FBI database, yes if you were to run my prints through IAFIS I would appear (why? I’ll never tell – it is more exciting to let you ponder my past criminal record) it is pertinent that I leave behind no prints while at the yet to be determined crime scene.
Enter the perfect time to commit a crime:
Ok let’s cut the chit chat and get down to the real deal here. Today is the day because…………drum roll please……………………….. I no longer have finger prints. That’s right I can go gloveless allowing myself not to be hindered by the bulkiness of leather between my fingers – keeping full finger dexterity while committing the crime of my choice. I have put so many labels on envelopes that I am now suffering from “sticker burn” as I like to call it. The self adhesive agent on the back of the labels has successfully pulled all remnants of my finger prints off of my fingers. Or so it looks and feels. The tips of my fingers are bright red and completely rubbed raw. This is a serious issue you here – why is it that the box of labels does not have a side effects of overuse warning? I can not be the first person this has happened too.
That’s all – I must stop now – typing hurts my poor fingers L
Perhaps I should be put on bed rest as to not overuse my fingers and allow for proper healing.
Monday, May 4, 2009
May the 4th be with you!
Just in case you did not think I was serious about my T Shirt
* I would like eveyone to know that I am not color blind and I do actually know how to match clothing. I was just so excited to put this shirt on that I did not take time to change out of my work clothes first :)
The Holidays In May
May is jammed packed with holidays and celebrations. There is May Day, Cinco De Mayo, Angela’s Birthday Mothers Day, Megan and Melissa’s graduations, Mom's Birthday ext…….. But today I learned of a new ‘day’ to commemorate. Do you know what today is?
STAR WARS DAY!!!!!!
Did you know such a day existed? Yeah I didn’t either, until today that is. I stumbled upon the information and naturally thought it was made up. Why it was Star Wars Day, you ask.
Here is the explanation: May the 4th be with you.
HAHAHAHAHA I nearly fell off my chair I was laughing so hard. I am always down for a good pun. But really is this play on words the only thing that makes it an official holiday? Is it an official holiday? My curiosity led me to further research the origin of Star Wars day - for such research I went to the only place to find out important information. Wikipedia. Sure enough you search Star Wars day and what will you find?
There is not one but TWO Star Wars days. Is this not incredible? To think of how many times I missed out on this magnificent celebration.
May 25th is also know as Star Wars day. It has no pun with it – instead in 2007 it was declared Star Wars Day by the Los Angeles city council to commemorate the May 25, 1977 release of Star Wars: A New Hope.
I shall whip out my wookie T-Shirt and join in the local festivities tonight.
STAR WARS DAY!!!!!!
Did you know such a day existed? Yeah I didn’t either, until today that is. I stumbled upon the information and naturally thought it was made up. Why it was Star Wars Day, you ask.
Here is the explanation: May the 4th be with you.
HAHAHAHAHA I nearly fell off my chair I was laughing so hard. I am always down for a good pun. But really is this play on words the only thing that makes it an official holiday? Is it an official holiday? My curiosity led me to further research the origin of Star Wars day - for such research I went to the only place to find out important information. Wikipedia. Sure enough you search Star Wars day and what will you find?
There is not one but TWO Star Wars days. Is this not incredible? To think of how many times I missed out on this magnificent celebration.
May 25th is also know as Star Wars day. It has no pun with it – instead in 2007 it was declared Star Wars Day by the Los Angeles city council to commemorate the May 25, 1977 release of Star Wars: A New Hope.
I shall whip out my wookie T-Shirt and join in the local festivities tonight.
Friday, May 1, 2009
The PENTHOUSE VS. The Swine Flu
It has come to my attention that we have some what of a national crisis on our hands here, something called the Swine Flu, perhaps you have heard of it? As the emergency coordinator for the PENTHOUSE I have taken it upon myself to be well educated in all things Swine Flu. I have spent hours pouring over articles, doing lots of internet research and of course watching the news.
After conducting my research and taking the advice of others I was forced to take stock of the PENTHOUSE and its residents, and ask the question, are we prepared for this situation?
Here are my findings:
It has been suggested that you have at least two weeks of non perishable food items in case you are quarantined to your home. Although after last nights dinner party our cupboards are running on the lighter side I do believe that combined with our frozen foods both Angela and I would survive the two weeks of quarantine. However Rachel is an entirely different situation.
It has been made clear to me that if the PENTHOUSE does become infected it will unfortunately be Rachel that drops first. As part of my undercover research – taking inventory of our food supplies I snapped this photo of Rachel’s cupboard.
After conducting my research and taking the advice of others I was forced to take stock of the PENTHOUSE and its residents, and ask the question, are we prepared for this situation?
Here are my findings:
It has been suggested that you have at least two weeks of non perishable food items in case you are quarantined to your home. Although after last nights dinner party our cupboards are running on the lighter side I do believe that combined with our frozen foods both Angela and I would survive the two weeks of quarantine. However Rachel is an entirely different situation.
It has been made clear to me that if the PENTHOUSE does become infected it will unfortunately be Rachel that drops first. As part of my undercover research – taking inventory of our food supplies I snapped this photo of Rachel’s cupboard.
I know what you are thinking “oh my the PENTHOUSE has been robbed, and all they took was Rachel’s food.” Unfortunately you are wrong. This is actually a well stocked version of her kitchen shelves. As you can see on the right there is an open box of cereal (which I am quite certain is stale) and a box of Macaroni and Cheese. These would be the only items that could be classified under the “food” category and they are only here because her sister left them after a visit 2 months ago.
The question now is, if we are forced into quarantine will Angela and I risk not lasting the two weeks by sharing our food rations with Rachel? And if so will Rachel actually eat frozen pizza, macaroni and cheese and ice cream? Let’s hope we don’t have to find out.
On a P.S. note I would like to give a shout out to Alan who has successfully finished his last day of ROTC. Woot Woot!!
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