2009

I'm considering resuscitating the blog. Just considering. We'll see.

oh no!

I already failed! I missed yesterday...

Here's the only news so far today: I woke up at my "regular" time - 7:39 am. Every day lately - 7:39 am. All alarms had turned themselves off. So did I spring out of bed and rush to get ready for work. Oh, no. That would make too much sense. My kitty came and laid on my chest and I went promptly back to sleep until my friend Mark called sometime after 8. I have to break the 7:39 pattern. I have no idea how...

Happy Thursday. The week's almost over.

blogging, awards & spilling

Here's my vow for the week: at least one post a day.

I just found out that 4 websites I wrote at my last agency won Web Awards. This is very, very cool. Kind of annoying that no one actually told me, but extremely justifying in light of the many disparaging comments made about my work by my head boss.

Here are the sites, should you be interested: Jack Daniel's, Finlandia Vodka, Tucker Hill, and Mission Menus.

In other news, in my infinite klutziness, I spilled a bottle of water on my computer yesterday and now my keyboard is acting less than nice. I'm doing a lot of loud hitting on my Enter key. :)

quote of the day

"It's just a day. A day people remember to be mean." -Jude

a little update from an absent blogger

Anyone still out there? If so...

Here's the latest from when I last abandoned the blog because I'm not tired even though it's bedtime:

- My thyroid is actually more broken than before. This pisses me off.

- An article on Wired.com somehow convinced me to get a Twitter account. Are you supremely, dreadfully bored with absolutely nothing to occupy your time with other than make paper clip origami? Here you go: twitter.com/1000symphonies

- I had Sbux three times today. This is hardly noteworthy other than that's probably why I'm not remotely tired.

- Matt himself at Matt's Rancho Martinez personally cooked my dinner for me last night. If you don't live in Dallas, this likely means nothing to you, but it was pretty effing cool. One of the waiters even came by our table to tell me he didn't remember the last time he'd seen Matt cook.

- And, most importantly, I got a new job. This is worthy of major celebration.
A few notes on my new office:
Dogs come to work. They even come to meetings. It's cool.
There are plasma TVs on the backs of the stall doors (and, I'm told, above the urinals) in the guest bathrooms playing Office Space.
They have massage chairs (though I don't remember where they are. The office is many times larger and more confusing than my previous one).
They have a Ping-Pong table (and I know where it is).
And air hockey.
And a Zen room.
And a Wii. This matters to me not at all, but if I were a gamer, I'd be all over this.
And free *fountain* diet Coke (this means very much to me, the addict that I am).

Plus, the people rock.

That's about it from my corner of the world. Time for some Ambien! Just hours away from more Sbux...

there's something wrong with me! :D

So as many of you know, I have my fair share of health problems. Now I have a new one - and I have never been so happy to have something wrong with me.

I've been working out super consistently - even with a trainer - for several months now. Yet instead of losing weight and looking fabulous (which was obviously the plan), I started gaining weight. Like a pound a second. Or at least it seemed that way.

Many of my friends chalked it up to age and slowing metabolism, but I wasn't buying it. Okay, I was a little bit buying it, but I didn't want it to be true. So I went to my dr. and he said it was probably just a side effect of a medication I take. I didn't buy that, either, and asked him to test my thyroid. He thought it would turn out to be fine, but... (happy news on the way)... it wasn't! I have hypothyroidism, which means my thyroid isn't functioning fast enough, which means my metabolism isn't either.

So not only hooray, there's an actual problem, but hooray, there's an actual solution. Now I'm taking synthetic thyroid stuff that's supposed to speed things up. The only real drawback? I get to take it every day for the rest of my life.

Good times!

yum

i think one of the best smells in the world is waffle cones being made.

that's all.

life, what?

the only thing i wanted to do today, the one thing, is go to yoga. instead, i'm going to be sitting at work.

just a little note:

"Anyways" is not a word.

If you go look it up on Dictionary.com to prove me wrong, you will find it listed there as the "non-standard" form of "anyway." "Non-standard" meaning, "'Anyways' is not a word, but we were forced to put it in here because so many people misuse it over and over and over again, day after day after day."

Anyway, that's all for now.

exploding deliciousness.

I had Pei Wei for lunch today - gluten free sweet and sour chicken, add red bell, brown rice. I love Pei Wei b/c a) it's good, and b) they have a GF menu. I almost never eat all of my food because the servings are pretty big, but I also almost never take the leftovers with me. If I do, they sit in my refrigerator for a few days, then get tossed out.

Here's why:

Re-heating Pei Wei freaks me out.

When you put Pei Wei chicken in the microwave, it explodes. Like seriously explodes, with a huge popping I'm exploding kind of noise. And I don't want to eat exploded chicken.

My fortune today said "All of your heart's desires will come true." So I kind of wonder: If I had taken the leftovers, and I had heated them up, and my heart's desire had been that the chicken not explode (which would have clearly been my heart's desire), would I now be eating a little unexploded chicken instead of a plastic spoonful of organic peanut butter?

Desperate?

Why is Mrs. McCluskey from Desperate Housewives doing a V8 commercial? And not even one that plays off her character or gives her good lines or anything? This is my question for today.

what's that?

I've started to realize that people don't really listen. You could say, "Yeah, I just found out I have 8 days to live," and you'd get the response, "Oh, really? Hey, guess what I had for dinner last night!"

Really. Start paying attention and you'll see.

Ha ha. No pun intended...

parking rules

Last Friday night we went to the Elks' Lodge. That's right, the Elks' Lodge. And here's where we got to park:


Totally beats rock star parking.

ah ha

NO ONE got kicked off.

Not sure if it's because I was sleep-deprived or not, but that entire Idol Gives Back show made me weepy.

Of course, when I went to order a margarita the other night on a mini-dinner-break from work, I said, "I'll have a margarita on the rocks, no water. No ice! No--" The waiter kindly interrupts me. "No salt?" "Yeah. No salt."