2005-02-26

Trying to get knocked up

Me and the husband have been trying to get knocked up very casually. I attempted to be an ovulation nazi initially, but that caused a way too much trouble I would rather not get into. This time I figure I will try in a more subtle manner. I bought my little fertility books today and hopefully this will help. I know I am ready to have children when I "accidentally" shop for infant clothing and actually put the stuff in my shopping basket, only to come to my senses before I hit the register to pay for items for a phantom baby. The goal is to get pregnant within the year. If not I will again become the ovulation nazi. After years of NOT trying to get pregnant, I thought this pregnancy thing would be way easier, but it isn't.

2005-02-24

Last Friday was my birthday

Well I am the big 29. I feel old and decrepid, but hey I got to wear a tiara the whole entire day and go shopping. This week my co-workers celebrated my birthday as well ( I was gone last week due to jury duty) and next week my friends are taking me out to have a proper celebration with liquor :)

2005-02-15


My fat kitty Posted by Hello

Valentine's Day afternath, flowers, candy, balloons. We did the usual sushi, with starbucks after dinner drink, came home had chocolate fondue and strawberries. The flowers were really pretty, and I loved my balloon. Check out the beautiful accent wall missing the curtain rod and curtains. Fancy huh? Posted by Hello

2005-02-13

High School Sucked (My rant for the day)

I just stumbled across a blog of a former high school "friend" (the "friend" will be commented on further down the line). Apparently she still hangs out with all the other people I considered "friends" in high school, and after ten years apparently still hasn't changed, except for being a Jesus Freak (I will rant about those folks another day). The funny thing is I saw her working at a Starbucks (yeah the art career took off) and she pretended she didn't even remember me, as if we never once had a conversation in high school.

Looking back these people were never my friends, but I was so desperate to belong, I considered them such. I wanted to hang out with these folks so bad, and I was on the outer fringes of their circle, so I considered myself their “friend”. In my sophmore year of high school, I became friends with a freshman who wanted to be their friends as well, and I introduced her to them, and we were all supposedly "friends". Me and the girl was supposedly best friends, but things turned sour, we got into an argument, and all these people I considered my friends, instead became her “friends”, and they all end up ignoring me and expelling me from their group of “friends”.

As a result, senior year sucked. I was alone, bitter, and realized at that point my whole high school career, I really didn't have any friends, and I was just a big loser. Needless to say, seeing that girl's blog really got me in a pissy mood. I can hold a grudge forever, and if I was ever to see one of those girls again, I would probably pummel them, or spout nastiness straight from my mouth. I know it is ten years, almost eleven years later, but I am just that nasty. May they all die penniless and toothless.


I love my big booty babe. She is classy sitting all in my study next to a cigarette lighter and cheap little boombox on my shelf. You can get one too at: www.bootybabeart.com Posted by Hello

the beauty of paying too much for a car Posted by Hello

Selling Out even more

Me and my husband decided to put ourselves further into debt. Not only do we now how a house payment, student loans, and credit card bills (which are dwindling every month, thank goodness for ramen noodles), we have now decided we needed bigger car payments. I have upgrade from a 2001 Mitsubishi Eclipse to a brand spanking new, gass guzzling, destroyer of the earth 2005 Nissan Murano.

To get even further into debt, my husband plans to purchase a 2005 Ford Mustang.

If you told me six years ago I would have finished college, got married, bought a house, and work in corporate america, I would have told you that you were a lying sack of ish that needed to go somewhere and sit down, I would never sell out to "tha man". I say this as I sit at a starbucks, with my notebook, while listening to my ipod. Selling out as if I have never sold out before. The mass media has brainwashed me, and I like it.