To be flattered or not ... that is the question

Soooo ... I have to give pretext ... the whole story really ....

I received an emergent call this past friday (11/21) from my ex's sister, whom I am still on friendly terms with. She tells me that her friend, who is visiting NYC, is in trouble and needs me to pick up some money being wired to her from my ex's sister. She says that her friend has enough for the night but that tomorrow (saturday) morning is when she could wire the funds for her friend.

So on saturday, I get a call from my ex's sister instructing me on where the funds are going to be and what hotel her friend is staying at. It's apparently, the Sheraton Hotel on 53rd St and 7th Avenue. Now it's disclosed at this point that her friend is running from a fiancee which is the reason why she couldn't risk going out to get the wired funds herself and required a 3rd anonymous party to pick it up and deliver the funds to her. Now, so far I'm like OK ... someone's in trouble and I'm willing to help out where I can so long as there is no danger to me. Well I tell Putz and he agrees to go with me on this mission.

We finally get the funds and show up to the Sheraton Hotel and i'm told by my ex's sister that I need to go to the front desk and ask for a manager by the name of John and that he would take me to her friend, Carla. So i manage to locate this manager but to my notice, he seemed a little take aback that there were 2 people and that the second person happened to be a male. In any case, he took us up to a deserted cafe on the 44th floor of the hotel and left us there and said that Carla would be up "soon". By now, both Putz and I are both feeling very anxious and the situation seems very strange and none of the pieces of the puzzle are adding up.

Did i also mention that about 2 weeks ago, my ex had suggested to me that he wanted to come and say hello to me and i told him that it wouldn't be a good idea b/c i was going to be headed to AK that weekend, which i really was going to do until i discovered that it was going to cost me an additional $900 to change my ticket. Anyways, if you're running from a fiancee and in desperate need of funding why wouldn't you be waiting for the 3rd party that's delivering the funds? Secondly if you're in need of funds why would you be staying at an expensive hotel like the Sheraton? Thirdly, why not just have me give the funds to the hotel manager and have him deliver the funds to her, if she wanted it to be so anonymous and inconspicuous? So then while putz and i are sitting there discussing this lack of story congruency i get a call from my ex's sister and she asks me if i have someone else with me, if it's a male and most importantly if the male is a "boyfriend". Yes, yes and yes.

Turns out ... there really was no lady with a child running from a fiancee who is desperate need of funds. She was just helping her brother (my ex) find a way to get me to the hotel so that he could surprise me and ask me to go with him to Hawaii to live for the rest of our lives together. WTF?!?!?!?!!? Apparently the original plan was for him to show up at my job ... but b/c he missed his flight that morning to NYC he didn't end up getting into NYC until Saturday morning which had to change all of the plans. Well Putz and i left the money on the table and took off ... Putz was livid that he didn't even bother to ask whether or not I had a boyfriend or not and just decided to put this whole charade together and send us on a wild goosechase that wasn't even real. I was disturbed that he would fly all the way to NYC just ask a girl he hadn't even been dating or building a relationship with to live with him forever ... he had this grandiose fantasy that it would all just workout, just like in the movies! It was a ludricous idea! It might have worked if the 2 people were still madly in love with eachother but were just separated by distance but that certainly wasn't OUR case. I broke up with HIM and had no intention of rekindling that relationship EVER. I never sent him any mixed messages/emails ... you know, like something along the lines of "you know Richard, I've been thinking ...". I have NEVER sent him anything like that at all and never plan to.

So Putz and I left and then i get a call from his sister telling me that he had put an $80K ring aside to propose to me with and i'm thinking to myself ... if you have the money to blast like that ... why don't you just save your money give me the money you owe me for the business loan i'm trying to pay off and call it a day?! I would appreciate you so much more for that! Than a surprise trip out to NYC that dragged me out in the bitter cold on some wild goosechase. I didn't appreciate that at all. It was very selfish of him coz during this entire thing, although the gesture is appreciable, was all about what he could get for himself and not really taking into consideration how I might feel and whether or not I wanted him to be here. Anyways, then he wanted to meet me in person to talk ... i didn't think this to be a good idea but he was insistent and so I finally conceded and we agreed to meet. But 5 minutes later, I get a call from him and he says that he changed his mind and that he really doesn't want to meet.

He's fine with just talking on the phone and then he proceeds to call me a liar and vilify me and victimize himself just like he always did when we were together. It was no different, he was no different and I was like "oh well, see? this is EXACTLY why it would have NEVER worked." Well I spent like 2-3 hours listening to him whine about how hard he worked for me and how he did all these things for me and how in love with me he was and how horribly I treated him and used him and abused him, yadda, yadda yadda! At some point I just stopped trying refute all of his ridiculous claims coz i realized in his head he was convinced that i was a wretched bitch who he still desperately wanted to be with! Hilarious.

But at the end of the day, the only person who knows the real truth about what happened and what was in our hearts is GOD. He's also the only person i really need to answer to, no one else. GOD knows I didn't treat him as horribly as he said I did, GOD knows I'm not a liar, and GOD knows that I NEVER cheated on him (I've never been a cheater in my life and never will be, I've been cheated on and I know how it feels and I would never want anyone else to feel that sort of pain b/c of me, but Richard is 100% convinced that I have cheated on him, so f- it, whatever). Then he goes on and on about how he could have dated this girl and that girl but that he told all of them that his heart belonged to me (Why?! crazy!) and that it was clear that I just moved on and it was "his" turn and that he was releasing me of my "covenant" with him. What covenant?! I NEVER made a convenant with him, ever. Then he mentioned that he should have listened to ALANA!!!! HHHHAAAAA!!!!! When he said that I knew he was totally bananas! He said that Alana had warned him a long time ago that I would hurt him. Alana said her family warned her that I was just using her, but her parents were all for it when I offered to help move Alana to NYC. It's hilarious ... the 2 people who have ever, in my lifetime, accused me of being a user or a heartless, villainous bitch were Richard and Alana and they both are stark mental. It sucks though b/c i thought things were just fine the way that they were going and now everything is all f'd up again ... sigh.

Pops in the Hospital

Fantastic news ya'll...

My dad is in the hospital ... I was out enjoying myself with some friends and our dogs at this restaurant called Buzina Pop. I was through 2 glasses of Malbec and some Carne Seca appetizer watching Obama SMASH McCain with glee and then I get a call and normally i don't answer "unknown" phone calls. But something told me to answer the call.

I answered it.

It was my mom, she had news ... "Dad's in the hospital ..."

I think my heart stopped. He's still in the hospital today, awaiting his Cardiac Catheterization in order to be able to give him a proper diagnosis.

Why is he there? How did he get there? Well according to dad ... he was at work and suddenly he felt his heart racing and he felt dizzy, faint and weak and short of breath. All signs of a heart attack or possibly Atrial Fibrillation. But we can't be sure until the results of the cath are complete ... they said his appt was for 10am ... but it's 11:45am and he STILL hasn't gone in. I'm not surprised. Not at all. Standard procedure according to my experiences in the field of cardiology & cardiac surgery. Hurry up and wait.

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HAPPY 2-YR BIRTHDAY SCOOTER!

For all of ya'll who know my little Scooter booter ... he is the sweetest, cutest, cuddliest, stuffed-animal-look-alike westie you will ever meet! I've met alot of westies and I have to say that Scooter is, hands down ... one of the cutest ... and no that's not owner narcissism! LOL! It's just the truth. Look at him!

Scooter's Story:

Now I know many of you will look at Scooter and think about how precious and cute he is ... but his life wasn't so cute .... about a year and a half ago.

Roughly 2 years ago a cute little westie was born ... the reason why I don't know his exact birth date like Ronny (his brother - by pack not blood), is because his very first owner lost all of his paperwork!

They purchased John Paul (JP) his "original" name for the woman's little girl. I'm sure at 8 weeks JP (aka Scooter) was a little 5lb bundle of joy and cuteness. But as time progressed and no one took the initiative to potty train, that little 5lb bundle of joy and cuteness became an 8lb- 10lb peeing and pooing machine. We know how often puppies pee and poo, if you've ever owned a puppy you KNOW, LOL! It can be infuriating but you can't blame them ... they don't have diapers, well they do NOW, but it's not normal for them and they have tiny bladders.

So at age 4 months Scooter was tied (this is my timeline according to the information sources I have, it can be wrong, but until someone comes up with evidence otherwise ... I'll assume this was the approximate scenario) up outside in the backyard ... this is roughly late January, early February. By the way, we ALL know how cold it is at that time of the year right? If you live anywhere in the Tri-State area you know that's the coldest time of the year! So at the coldest time of the year Scooter was tied out and left in the yard and that's where he remained for the next 4 months, until...

One of my friends, Lourdes, who also happens to be a distant relative of the former owners of Scooter went to visit them at their home in the Pokanose (is that how you spell it?) section of PA, which is a very affluent and well-to-do neighborhood. During her visit, she noticed Scooter out in the back and not only did she take note of his plight but she also noticed that he was still just a PUPPY. She managed to persuade the owners to let Scooter go. A week later my friend Monica, drove to PA to pick up Scooter.

She brought Scooter back and put up an ad on Meetup.com asking if anyone was interested in a westie puppy and put his picture up. At that time, I had just started my job as a paralegal working 13-hour days and was distraught that my poor little Ronny was home all alone and depressed. I felt he needed a brother to keep him company through the day while I was gone at work. So when I saw the ad for a FREE RESCUE westie pup I jumped at the chance!

JP, Ronny and I first met on July 4, 2007. I felt when I got Scooter at the time that he needed a new name, for a new start. Many people who were in the meetup group and who were aware of JP's situation were very much against me changing his name, but I felt that he was young enough that the name change wouldn't affect him much and anyways, he was going to my pup and I would be caring for him PERMANENTLY so it, really, at the end of the day it was going to be my decision. So I changed JP's name to Scooter. *^_^*

The name change couldn't have been more perfect! Scooter actually scoots along the floor when he's feeling particularly playful, which I didn't know he did until about a month after I re-named him. Scooter had a horrible haircut when I first got him though, because his original owners had just left him outside and his hair had become so matted that the only thing to be done was to take scissors to his fur and chop and they used clippers without guards so he had a lot of superficial burns and cuts from the scissors and clippers. It looked awful!

Well about 2 weeks after having Scooter and letting him settle in, I contacted the original owner and asked her for Scooter's papers and veterinarian information. She had neither. She had lost Scooter's papers and he had NEVER been to a veterinarian since being with them. The ONLY shot Scooter had ever had was the deworming shot that the breeder had given him. Talk about irresponsible! I immediately scheduled Scooter for a full-set of puppy shots and to-date he is completely up-to-date with all of his shots! He took the visit to the vet like a champ!

Scooter additionally used to eat as much food as you put down and more if you put more down. He would eat so much that he would throw up. Then after throwing it up he would try to eat it again! Yikes! That only signified to me that while he was tied up outside he wasn't being fed regularly so he had the mindset that he should eat as much as he could then throw it up and eat it later ... get it while you can right? Some would argue this is a problem in many dogs, but it's not Scooter's problem because over the last year and a half he no longer eats that way. He's just like Ronny now, he eats until he's no longer hungry and isn't afraid to leave uneaten food because he knows that there will always be more.

You couldn't pick Scooter up either when I first got him. He had no idea what it was to be handled and cuddled by a human being. He was so awkward when you picked him up, he didn't know how to relax and he would totally go rigor mortis and freak out, you couldn't roll him over on his back at all, he would fight TOOTH AND NAIL! Additionally, Scooter was aggressive towards certain men of a certain look, especially if they wore large coats or sweaters with hoods. He would growl and posture aggressively towards them. Many things that Scooter did in the past lead me to believe that he was not only neglected but also possibly abused. But that's in the past and we've moved on.

Scooter is now a mushball! LOL! Ask anyone! HE's the sweetest, darlingest little westie ... he makes friends with everyone (people and dogs alike - except with a few pitbulls, I have no idea what his problem is, as a pitbull could eat him for dinner easily! LOL!). He rolls over readily onto his back to have his belly rubbed and enjoys being held in most people's arms now. What a change! He loves to sit on your feet and give pedicures and snuggles up when it's cold or when it's bedtime. I'm just so blessed to have him in my life and it's his BIRTHDAY today! My arbitrarily set birthday for him ... I got him July 4th, 2007 at 8 months so i figured his birthday was November 4th-ish. What a special pup and what a special day! His birthday landed on one of the most historically important days in the world! He's getting a gigantic pork chop! He'll be in heaven ... but after a bath first! LOL!

I'm a tough mom ... what can i say! LOL!

VOTE VOTE VOTE!!!!

Hey all!

This is my FIRST TIME EVER voting and i just want you all to know that truly is a milestone! I have never been interested in voting ... even when I was totally against the Bush regime I wasn't convicted nor inspired enough to go out there and vote, but one man has inspired me to vote, Barack Obama.

Not everyone may share my views ... he's an idealist ... so am I ... so we kind of share the same values, views and ideas. Please don't misunderstand me, I am not a fanatic, I am not a FAN ... I am a supporter who agrees, for the most part, with Barack's vision for this country. I dont' agree with every point he makes, nor with every issue he supports or does not.

But what I do know is ... you should go VOTE!!!! I did. I got my sick (yes i'm totally infected!), lazy (really lazy), half asleep tush out of my warm bed and shuffled to the polling site at 8:30am. Although I had really said to myself that I was going to go closer to 7:00am ... LOL ... didn't happen.... clearly. But I suffered for my laziness, procrastination and waited an hour before I could vote. But I voted and that's what mattered.

As a note, should you all decide to vote (and I hope that you all do! Regardless of whether or not your state is blue or red) do NOT wear any Obama-wear or pins ... nothing. It's apparently known as some ridiculous term like "campaigneering" ... totally bonkers. Bring ID, please know what election district you are registered in or you'll be waiting even longer. You can always do a little bit of research online to find out where you're registered and what polling site is your polling site. For New Yorkers, like me (although I would really consider myself a New-Californi-Alaska-Yorker LOL!), if you go to nyc.gov you can type in your name and address and it will give you the breakdown! I'm sure it's mostly the same for all other states!

So .. yeah ... that's all I wanted to say ... go VOTE.

Cheers!

Randomness

So much randomness ...

Sorry i haven't written in FOREVER!!!!

I guess I received one reprimand and had to change the name of my blog from my original and very favorite "Babbling Verbose" to "Scootin' Life" (not that I don't appreciate the title, but it's just not reflective of what I want to say as much as Babbling Verbose was) and suddenly I've lost interested in babbling .... I guess.

I got a new roommate, he's really cool! He's a trainer, so he understands my neurosis about the gym ...

I'm on a new gym schedule ... crazy one ... I have a goal

I'm headed to Alaska to hang out with my parents for Xmas ALL BY MYSELF!!!! No buffer zone at all! I don't know what i'm gonna do about that! Thank GOD for Facebook because I have been reaching out to old friends that are still there and rekindling friendships and hopefully I'll be able have something else to do while I'm up there. Additionally, a TARGET opened up in AK and I really miss Target so I may be spending many hours upon hours. The way I figure it ... I'll spend atleast 2 hours at the gym everyday, hang out with friends sometimes and then spend the rest of my days hanging out at Target or exploring Anchorage to see what else they've done to the place while I've been away and of course spending some time with the parents. (sigh!)

I bought Fable 2, I'm stuck in the game because of a stupid glitch in the game ... doesn't anyone at Lionshead test these things? I thought that was what we were paying for when I forked over $70 for the game! So for my revenge, I bought all the homes in Oakfield and rented them out and I'm making mad dough!

I switched banks ... coz my bank is a leaning tower of piza ... scary

Palin is a Post Turtle ... I'll have to post more on that.

I'm gonna vote for the first time in my life on November 4, 2008 for a presidential elect and you KNOW who I'm voting for .... BARACK OBAMA!!!!

November 4th is also Scooter's arbitrarily set date for his birthday, he will be turning 2-years old.

DAYLIGHT SAVINGS TIME is this Sunday November 2, 2008 at 2:00AM... don't forget ya'll!

My friend, Christine, sent me a video of her baby ultrasound and she's having a BOY!!!!
jeffwyers.com/babyvid.html
Check it out!!!!

That's all for now ... I'm sure there are many more updates ... but this is getting lengthy!

Ciao!

CT Kayaking

Yo ya'll ....

Over the labor day weekend ... I went kayaking with some friends and I gotta say that it was TOTALLY AWESOME!!!! Phew! What a workout! I really liked it .... it was definitely a wonderful first experience for me and I look forward to kayaking more in the future .... LOL of course ... I didn't enjoy the $22/hr charge for the kayaking but I'll take what I can get!

I saw a kayak for sale for $425. I thought for a minute that I would buy it and then do my own kayaking and that would be a ton cheaper than renting for $22/hr (but it's a double kayak so it's more like $11/person/hr - not so bad, I guess). But how would I transport it ... I mean I live right next to the river but it's not like I can just hop in ya know, LOL! I'd probably get trounced instantly by a barge travelling up the river or something LOL!

Additionally ... we went ALL the way out to CT for this adventure and I'm wondering if there's something closer now? Although ... closer might mean more expensive-o as well and if that's the case I guess CT it is! Ha! Our next trip planned with the crew is Horseback Riding before it gets too cold ... i'm hoping this endeavor isn't an excessively expensive one ... hmmmm ....

Speaking of expensive ... I think i'm going back to Taiwan for xmas or post xmas ... scary. The tickets are $1500 for airfare ALONE! Why is it so expensive?! All I know is ... they best not charge me for luggage! I'm gonna be one angry heifer! LOL! All righty ... I'm out for now! Will keep ya'll posted on the horseback riding and if you wanna join in ... let me know! Holla!

Promise Jam 2008

Hey ya'll! Promise Jam 2008 was a HUGE SUCCESS!!!!

We had food, drinks, events, music, sermons, and just tons of fun!

We had a blast just enjoying the community and reaching out to them and letting them know that we are here and God is moving and doing great things!

Please continue to help us pray for this community ... God is moving!

New Name, New Start, New Face

Hi! I'm sure you have all noticed that I have changed the URL address of my blog. I had to do it simply b/c in the "old" name of the blog I had mentioned too much about new job and the details of it. I am being bound to very strict confidentiality rules and therefore had to remove all references to what it is that I do and whatever potential clientele that we might have. To make it easiest for me ... I just completely disassociated myself with the former blog although I really did love that blog name ... it's really quite sad that I had to re-name the blog but it's in the best interest of my future and I have no intention of jeopardizing my future and that means having to give up my old blog ... then so be it. Originally, I had tried to just clean up the posts but my posts started to sound extremely "blase and sterile" and I felt that it defeated the whole purpose of having my blog in the first place. I wanted to have my blog to express my opinions about certain things and to of course let me my friends and family, far and wide to be able to keep up with my life and even correspond. But if I can't be ME on MY OWN BLOG ... then there really was no point to having that blog. So I decided that the best way to have the best of both worlds was to just change the name of the blog, change the profile of the blogger (you'll notice that changed as well) and of course to just completely omit ALL things regarding my job in the blog.

So just as a side note to everyone who reads this blog ... please don't ask me details about my job ... I will not divulge any information, so you'll just be wasting your time. Anyways, so I've had a week off and I totally was enjoying it until ... well ... you know I had a guest who wasn't on the same mental playing field as me. It was really trying for me to know that I had someone with that sort of mentality taking advantage of my hospitality.

Anyways, life's back to normal now ... and I got sick last nite when I went out to No Malice Palace. I only had ONE drink ... my usual, grey goose tonic and for some reason that really upset my stomach for one reason or another. I had to cut my nite short (and everyone else's that was out with me, I felt awful!) and come home. All i remember is coming home and just flopping on my bed. I woke up around ... maybe 8ish or 9ish ... can't even recall clearly to get up and wash my makeup off. Then I walked Mosa and her man MPho to their car (they were going back to Baltimore ... they were up visiting for the 4th of July weekend, he's leaving sunday which is why he left today). Then I walked the dogs to the farmer's market right by my apt on 67th and 1st ave and got some fresh fruits, veggies & herbs and picked up some more Zyrtec for my totally-outta-control-allergies and came back home. I had meant to get coffee but I felt like i had a hangover. I felt really bad. So I came home and crawled back into bed (where Putz was still asleep) and I didn't wake up until Putz woke me up around 1pm. I never sleep like that ... but every once in awhile ... it happens. Anyways .... so I start my new job on Monday, July 7th. I'm excited but at the same time now i'm wishing that I had taken 2 weeks off ... I was really enjoying my one week off of work. But in all honesty, I really can't "afford" to take more than a week off of work. I am excited though! Really in all honesty ... i am. But I think I was really enjoying my time off as well. I was really enjoying spending time with just the dogs and doing whatever i wanted.

But I was walking around with the dogs so much I really wasn't going to the gym and I had actually really talked myself out of going to the gym on my week off and so I think I really think that it will be good for me to go back to work b/c it will motivate me to get back into the gym. I don't know about monday b/c the original plan was to go workout after work ... but jenchen is having a "birthday" get together on monday after work. SO i may have to forego the gym on monday but starting tuesday ... seeing as I get outta work at 6pm ... it's off to the gym for me. No excuses! I'll start eating only salads... I gotta stop being such a pudgeball. Anyways ... gonna go for now. Catch ya around!

New Beginning

This is my official announcement to ALL of my friends ... far and wide, near and slim...

I recently accepted a position with to be a new company to be a Project Administrator. This also means that I will be departing my dearly beloveds at 65 Broadway. As heinous as many people have described this place to be (http://temporaryattorney.blogspot.com/) I have to say that I did not find this place to be so bad. I think it really is all a matter of perspective.

It is a bittersweet departure for me but one that is necessary for me ... I want an MBA and being a Project Administrator is going to be a HUGEANIMOUS opportunity for me. However, I really will miss the comfortability that I have here at 65 Broadway, all of my great friends, and the trust I have from my Lead Attorneys. I have a lot of freedom here that I feel i'll have to give up for atleast a month or two when I start this new position and of course I'll have to absolutely be on BEST BEHAVIOR!!!! But I guess sacrificing for a month or two initially will benefit me more in the long run than staying here at 65 Broadway. I'm really excited and looking very forward to starting this new chapter of my life with GOD leading the way ... He is so good and faithful! I don't deserve His mercy ... wow. I stand in awe.

Coming up ... watch out for the "DIVALICIOUS 80s PARTY" that Robert, Danica and I will be hosting ... The Central Park Zoo event that I'm sure will have lots of pictures to be viewed ... My "Going-Away" party (maybe? I'm thinking Smokin' Q for dinner with lots of good friends and family and then drinks at Cabana Nuevo Latino!) ... and of course last but not least ...

RONNY & SCOOTER'S GROOMING RESULTS AND TRIP OUT ON THE WESTIE CRUISE!!!!

I'm sure I will have pictures on top of pictures full of westies and their parents having a barking good time as we take over Manhattan!

Catch ya around!

NYC Benefit ....

... was a HUGE SUCCESS!!!!

THANK YOU to everyone who came out and showed MUCH LOVE for us and our art despite the torrential downpour!!!!

I know some of ya'll got stuck and that's all right ... this time. But I expect to see ya'll out at the next one! *^_^*

For pictures from the NYC Benefit and more information about the Movement Workshop Group, performances and/or additional Benefits ... please visit ...

http://www.movementworkshopgroup.org


SMOOOOOOCHESSSS!!!!!!!!!!

And then there was HEAT ...

Yeesh! One minute NYC was normally temperate and it's like overnight suddenly ... BAM!!!! It's hot as hell and humid to boot! Friday (6/6) the temperature was still moderate and then saturday it was 93 degrees outside with 100% humidity! It was NOT a good look for me! LOL ... I was sweatin' and sticky and my dogs were dying in the heat (especially Scooter since he's got such thick fur!) and Ronny was whining b/c his little doggy paw pads were hot against the hot pavement (wonder why?). He's worse than a girl on PMS ... he whines at EVERYTHING!!!! Ok ... i'm gonna stop complaining about him ... Scooter didn't complain ONCE and he was in a much worse position than Ronny. Anyways, that's what I don't like about NYC ... one minute it's normal and the next, it's EXTREME!!!! Phew! This morning (sunday 6/8) was just as bad! My goodness! I stepped out and felt like the evil wicked witch of the west "I'm MELTING!!! I'm MELTING!!!" LOL ... seriously though ... but I had to go to work ... so I get to sit inside a nice A/C'd office ... but a part of me would rather be out there tanning and getting melanoma! LOL ... of course b/c today is sunday and I have to work the WHOLE day ... and I mean billing 8 full hours and I just got in at 11am ... means that I will have to be here until 7pm ... booo .... i'm gonna miss the ALL THE SUN!!!! A sista is trying to tan too! Maybe i'll leave in a bit here and go tanning out on the grass for a half hour or an hour ... ugh! I enjoy being tan ... but then i'm getting fat sitting in an office snacking too! I should be out there sweatin' off all of my water weight! The upcoming week it's supposed to be in the 80s and 90s too ... ugh ... all this work is killin' me! I think I'm gonna workout in the morning and tan during lunch! Yes! That's what I'm gonna do! I think i'll have to go scope out the pools around here ... a la Ritz Carlton! *^_~*

Run for the Golden Arches!!!

FYI - friends, family and fellow potential walking cardiac arrest victims!!!!! McD's is once again promoting their quality hamburger and cheeseburger lines to the economically challenged working-class or lower-to-middle class Americans! Today is ...

49cent Hamburgers & 59cent Cheeseburger Day at McD's all across America!!!!!

Note: You can ONLY buy a limit of 10 per person ... but they never mentioned that you couldn't drive/walk 2 feet down to the next corner where the NEXT McD's is and purchase another 10. They will never know! LOL!

So go stock up and don't forget to take your Cholesterol Lowering drugs BEFORE you start chowing down!!! And if you're really feeling adventurous ... make it a combo and SUPERSIZE IT!!!!

Cheers ... I'll see you all down at the local Cardiology Group Medical Offices! *^_^*

Yogurt Covered Pretzels

Dang ya'll! Finding these little buggers called "yogurt covered pretzels" to eat is a HASSLE!!! I can't believe it's June 2008 already!!!!! OMG!!!! Anyways ... I'm totally all over the charts today. I'm finally back from Colorado Springs ... for Christine Lee's wedding ... well she's officially Christine Lynch now. I dont' know if she plans to take on his full name or just hyphenating. But Teresa did make a very funny comment; her child nickname amongst us cousins was "flee" but now that her last name is about to be Lynch we can call her "flynch"!!!!! ROFL!!!!!! Craziness anyways ... I know this is public domain ... so I think I will keep the family "hot-ghetto-mess-ness" off of public information. In case the wrong person stumbles upon this blog and gets their feelings hurt, ya know? The last thing I need is to cause more discension among the ranks. I think I've ruffled enough feathers in my lifetime and I'm sure I'll be ruffling many more before my time is up! I expect to! *^_^*

Man ... I don't care if I gross the dudes out but, I am SO GLAD that my monthly is here! I am tellin you! It has been 3 weeks of premenstruating for me; all this grubbin' and bloatin' and mood swingin' like Tarzan ... wow ... i'm glad that it's just going to be OVER!!!! The bloat can go, the cow-like eating, the tazmaniac devilish temper tantrums .... man, I cannot wait to go back to NORMAL. I'm tellin y'all ... for example ... this morning? I was on the train (4,5,6 - If you live where I live ... and if you live in Cali ... you can compare it to the 405 & 5 fwys - You hate life during the morning commute on this line ... talk about learning patience! It really tries it!). Between the delays from other trains, sick customers, rude fellow commuters, sick-cacophonous screaming children and undeservingly self-righteous buggy pushing moms ... I was NOT in a good mood and my patience was riding the line ... and this guy just had to push my buttons! He was getting on at the 86th street station and people were getting in and I was in the middle of the train already but nobody was pushing closer to me so I didn't feel the need to take the 2 steps to line up like a sardine to the neighbor on my right. Well this guy looks around at me and this other woman standing to my left and says "what are you doing?" and he motions using his hands gesticulating for us to move further into the train and so I shift a little to the right coz i'm not sure that he's talking to me or not.

Well as soon as he sees me and my neighbor moving he opens his diseased mouth and says "yeah, yeah, yeah" in this horribly condescending tone like we were supposed to move for him ... OMG ... did that EVER incite my anger!!!! I drew out the ugliest, nastiest, meanest, most loathed dirty look I had for him!!! He took one look at me and knew he had done the WRONG thing ... he looked away so quickly, he never picked his gaze up again for the rest of the ride ... i'm sure because he could feel me burning a friggin' hole in his head! But I set my will to forgive, for I have the blessings! Oh lord! God forgive me I can be so mean! All right I just wanted to get it out ... I'll forget it now. Forgive and forget. Hahahahaha see why I'm so glad that my monthly is here???? It is these sorts of moments that absolutely need not be present! LOL!!!! Atleast it's also some sort of comic relief for others!

I was ROBBED!!!!!

Yo! Ya'll ... so I went out with my friends to Bowlmor Lanes down in the Union Square area and I guess while I was paying for my shoe rentals, I put down my jacket and scarf. Well apparently I forgot to pick them back up and didn't notice that I didn't have my jacket or scarf until we were done playing. Well when I finally realized that I had lost my so-named items I ran upstairs to the front desk to ask them if perhaps someone had managed to turn it in. Well much to my shock/horror/dismay the staff was COMPLETELY ALOOF AND UNHELPFUL!!!!! They didn't even really bother to look, they just said "nobody turned anything in" but they didn't even go look in the office to see if anybody had! I was horrified by their lack of concern. The thing that bothered me most is that, my jacket is a one of a kind Nike track jacket and that was my ONE and ONLY CASHMERE SCARF!!!! I have a million pashmina scarves that I could lose and then replace without batting an eyelash but THAT scarf cost me $120!!!! Well ... I'm not "supposed" to worship the worldly things in this world. I figure though ... that whoever felt like they needed to take my scarf must have NEEDED it more than I did. Although if you're in Bowlmor Lanes paying $13 per game/per person and paying $11/drink you probably can AFFORD a nice scarf. But that's not for me to judge and I should just forgive and forget. But I am going to file a BBB complaint against Bowlmor Lanes for their SERIOUS lack of concern for their patrons. The good news is ... I called Bowlmor Lanes this morning and apparently someone had turned in my jacket ... but alas, no scarf. Oh well ... I guess you can't have it all! *^_^*

Ronooter

"Jamie Brown said...
Hahahahaha...I haven't finished reading this whole thing but I love the final line, "Smooshed together, they would be the perfect dog."LOL. Ronooter.Or may Scootie. Scootonie maybe? Rooter?"



Hahahaha ain't it the truth though? If he was more independent like Scooter and less ADD about following instructions on walks like Ronny ... I really would have a perfect dog! But alas, there is no such thing hahahahaa .... I love my little boo-boos though! I don't think I'd be so irritated if I didn't!

Desperate Desires

OK - We all know that I love my 2 dogs very much ... but sometimes they can be such a burden... I mean, I feel like I got myself into something I really didn't realize would be so much work. I thought having a dog would be awesome and they're cute and great companions! But for crying out loud! It's so much harder when it's just YOU. Owning a dog(s) is so much easier when there are 2 people involved.

I have to be honest ... 9 out of 10 times, Ronny's the one getting yelled at and not Scooter. He probably thinks that I don't love him ... which just isn't true. I love that dog to death ... but he also whines me to death! I think Scooter understands me better which is probably why he doesn't get into nearly as much trouble as Ronny. He knows that I want to just be left alone sometimes and he's cool with it. Ronny on the other hand, can't handle being ignored and it's not that I'm really ignoring him ... I just want some time to myself without the dogs in my face! I work all day and I'm tired when I get home ... I just want to relax and it's hard with dogs jumping up and down and trying to slam their noses into your face, which is rather painful! And which also, by the way, after a long day of work and you come home and a dog hits you in the face with his nose and causes you much pain can also elicit quite an angry reaction from me. My patience has already been worn thin by the length of the day. I feel like Ronny just doesn't get that and he really "dogs" you when you get home. I usually will immediately retreat to my room and then he hangs right at the threshold of my room. He knows that he's not allowed into my room so he hangs around right at the threshold which I don't like. But I can't say anything because he "technically" is NOT in the room.

Scooter seems to almost intuitively know that once I retire into my room that it's just best to leave me alone. Sure, he hangs around the outside of the room but he's not right in front of the room, pacing back and forth and whining with that horrible windy nose whine, that Ronny is so famous for, ALL DAY LONG!!! It's so DARN IRRITATING!!! And then yesterday ... he was hanging outside the room like he usually does whining while I was watching Sex and the City and eating my dinner and I was just minding my own business when I suddenly feel something fuzzy brush my right leg (I was wearing shorts). I look down and lo, who do I see but Ronny staring up at me. Ronny must have seen the glint of danger flashing in my eyes coz the minute I opened up my mouth he took off like a bullet running out of the room (which also means that he realizes that he's done something wrong, so why do it right?). Naturally, I had to chase him out of the room and yell at him so that he would know that he'd done something wrong. If I didn't he would think that it's okay to continue that sort of behavior. I don't know how he managed to convince himself that it was okay to come into the room, even though I NEVER gave him permission. He just decided that it was all right and that sitting at my feet and begging was the right decision. I don't know how such a smart dog can be THAT silly sometimes! It's beyond my comprehension.

During this entire fiasco ... Scooter never once stepped inside my room because he knew he didn't have permission to do so. Either that or he was waiting to see what would happen to Ronny if he went in ... either way, he was definitely being the smarter of the two. The other thing that Ronny does that really just irritates the crap outta me is he barks like a maniac! He knows that he shouldn't be barking ... but it's like he'll stare right at you and bark ... even though you've already told him "NO!" I don't know what he's thinking ... but NO is NO. He still hasn't gotten it, the minute you tell Scooter to stop barking ... he quits. No questions. No ifs, ands or buts... he just quits. Not Ronny though ... he'll still try to bark on the low, in YOUR FACE, like he thinks you won't hear him just coz he brought down the volume, even though you're staring him dead in the eye!

Scooter is much more of an independent spirit and I think I appreciate that alot more than Ronny. Ronny is just too needy! I've never been able to deal well with overly needy people let alone a dog. I was walking the boys in the rain the other day and Scooter stops to pee and in that short amount of time (couldn't have been more than 10 seconds), that it takes for Scooter to pee Ronny starts whining!!! If you tell Scooter to go away, he goes away! If you tell Ronny to go away ... he hovers and circles, hoping that 5 seconds later you'll change your mind! The puppy store really must have done a number on him and his psyche ... granted I'm sure I spoiled and coddled him more than I really should have when he was a puppy, so I am also to blame for his current state of mind I'm sure. Whatever, I just had to complain about this because no sooner had I told Leslie (my roomie) and Michael (Leslie's boyfriend) about what Ronny did yesterday then when Mike got up from eating his dinner he turned around and caught Ronny with all FOUR PAWS in the room AGAIN!!!! I mean for crying out loud! I could understand ... hovering over the threshold, he could have lost his balance and 2 paws landed inside the room ... but all 4 paws?! THAT is in no way ... a coincidence ... he put himself in the room and contrary to his ridiculous logic, that is NOT logic, IT IS NOT OKAY!!!!!!!!

Ugh! Even as I type ... Ronny is hovering, pacing right outside my room ... waiting. It's horrifle, I tell ya ... he's like the stalker you have to let stalk you. It's infuriating ... you can't get him to quit and you can't get a restraining order. I just want Ronny to be more independent ... to stop looking to me for so much acceptance and acknowledgment. Scooter has a lot to learn from Ronny still ... but I think Ronny has just as much to learn from Scooter. Smooshed together, they would be the perfect dog. *sigh*

STILL in Limbo

Wow, when my guy said he wanted a "break" I didn't know how long it would be ... but he said it the night of April 30th and today is what? May 9th??? We still don't have any resolution ... granted it's partially my fault. Yes ... I'm admitting that it's my fault ... I felt like he said we were on a break, none of which was outlined. I didn't know what the "break" meant ... were we still together? Were we not? I went out to a club and met a guy who made me feel pretty despite how sad and ugly I felt. I wasn't flirting with him in front of my guy to make him jealous ... I was just being "friendly" although that is more than not misconstrued as "flirting". In any case, at the end of the night when my guy asked me whether or not I gave him my number, I told a small, white lie ... I said that i gave him a fake number. THen on sunday while I was headed out to the park to walk my dogs he happened to call and say that he was in the area. I told him I'd be at the park and that he was welcome to come walk the dogs with me for a little while if he wanted ... but it was totally informal ... not a date or anything.
Come monday my guy pulls me aside into the breakroom and tells me he wants to get back together and I was sooooo happy but I felt like it was important for me to tell him the truth and so I told him that I went out with this guy but nothing happened. Nothing really did happen and nothing would have because I'm totally hung up on my guy! I haven't really seen him all week and I'm dying ... I miss him so much. It's ridiculous. Anyways, after I tell him this piece of information, he gets all pissy and walks away! Now we're back at square one and he doesn't know if he needs to do this by himself ... he feels like that was a sign from GOD slapping him in his face saying that he doesn't need to be in a relationship ... but I think that a relationship can ONLY strengthen you if you both want to be in it and support eachother. I definitely support what he wants to do with his life, give it direction and I DEFINITELY support him getting his walk with Christ right. I don't support him stringing me along like this while he takes his time deciding. I've decided though after that random meeting with the stranger that I am definitely NOT ready to date anyone else because I don't want to date anyone else except my guy. I miss our Trader Joe's runs and our cooking together and experimenting with recipes, playing XBOX together and just hanging out. I felt so secure when I was with him and now ... I feel kind of lost. I've been trying to get my mind off of him and what's been going on by hanging out with Robert and friends but it always just kinda wanders back at the end of the night when I'm alone again ... thankfully I have the pups to keep me company. God knows I need their support as well. They really are my angels from heaven ... sent to keep me in good spirits. I love my pups so much, they irritate me tremendously sometimes but I love them more than anything else! They're the only 2 boys I can really count on that will NEVER leave me and will love me unconditionally. Well, another day ... I gotta get ready to go to work ... it's dreary outside and I missed my morning workout ... my back feels a little irritated and inflammed ... I'm not trying to aggravate it more. Maybe i'll make it to the gym during lunch or something ... I guess we'll see. Ciao for now!

Getting Perspective

Taking a "break", what does that really mean anyway? Doesn't that mean that your broken up? If you're a couple and you take a break ... what are the rules? And how long should you reside in this "break" stage. I mean if you're on a break and you're not really together doesn't that just mean the same thing as saying your "broken up"?



Whatever, I don't know how long I should stay in a "break" stage any way... at what point should you walk away and move on? How long should you wait? I mean they always say that if you really love someone, you should let them go. I put myself on the line and I feel like I'm being burned for it again. Of course it doesn't help that I'm watching Sex and the City right now and I feel tremendously like Carrie. It's ridiculous... and then yesterday I went to No Malice Palace again to hang out with a mutual friend and I was just out having fun and soooo many guys hit on me last night and my ego was really soaring ... not that it didn't already, but it's just nice to have that much male attention you know? But I would have rather had that attention from my "break" guy. But he didn't want it and he let me go ... so ... we're at an impasse and that's that.




It's just interesting that he made this conscious decision and now he's jealous or upset or sad about it ... but I really just feel like he doesn't have any right to be that way and he can't blame me because he totally did this to himself. All right, I'm going to stop airing dirty laundry now ... cheers!

City Fantasy

You know, when I first moved to NYC back in August 2006 ... I had a serious misconception of "The City". You see, I moved from Alaska when I was 18yo to Irvine, California to attend the University of California, Irvine. After graduation in June 2002 I went to work and stayed in Irvine and then moved to Westminster a couple of years later. During these formative years of mine, I spent many a nights watching "Sex and the City". It was so much fun to watch Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha and Miranda walk on the streets, party like rockstars and put on haute couture dresses while wearing high-end stilettos, a la Manolos and Louboutins. I was in love with the city and I wanted to live their "fabulous" lifestyle. So when the opportunity to move to NYC came along (my ex-company promoted me), I jumped on the chance!


When I moved to the city, my work quadrupled and I spent most of my time on the road. I was barely in the city and I felt that I was paying an overly exorbitant price for storage space which is what my apartment had quickly become seeing as I was living out of my suitcase and hotel rooms for the most of my first year. I traveled so much that I quickly became burnt out and eventually I quit my lucrative position in exchange to be a paralegal who worked 60+ hours/week on a salary half of what I was making in the medical devices world. But I wasn't complaining. Why you ask? Because I was actually spending time in the city. For the first year in the city, when people would ask me how I was enjoying the city, I really couldn't give them an answer. I didn't know. I never spent any time in the city, how was I to know if I was really enjoying the city or not? Additionally, I had become increasingly unhappy (even though I had my pup, Ronny, and he's excellent company) because I had no friends. I couldnt' even make any friends because I was never here to build a friendship. Building a friendship takes time and effort and I had no time to give, even if I wanted to put forth the effort. Of course, now I'm just poor and struggling like a good portion of the city's population. I can't afford to live on my own anymore and I have a roommate now in a tiny apartment that was perfect for one person and a dog ... but for 2 people and 2 dogs ... it's getting crowded. Life in the city isn't as fabulous as it seems on Sex and the City unless you have a ton of money or live in a rent controlled apartment. But you can't happen upon rent controlled apartments anymore. It's unfortunate and the landlords are greedy, greedy, greedy! They already charge too much for the real estate that's offered in their apartments and they continue to raise rent yearly. But your experience is what you make of it. I may be struggling, instead of being on cruise control (which is where I would be if I was still in California today), but I've made new friends, experienced new things, lived in a new city and I'm building character. I know I won't be able to leave here for some time ... but when I get back to California, I will not only have a new appreciation for California (and believe me, how I do miss it!), I think I will have a new love and appreciation for the people and the culture that is New York City.


Why am I talking about this you might be wondering? Well since we were talking about origins ... I might as well blog about how I got here in the first place. My friend also asked me the other day what made me decide to move to NYC when I had the perfect life in California. What would make me uproot my life and want to come to a city that I had no friends in and was totally foreign just to struggle? The answer ... Sex and the City. It was a fantasy move that was promptly shattered when I finally was able to live in the city... but instead of a fantasy, I found something else here. I've been exploring all of the outer boroughs and each of their nuances and cultures and I've been pleasantly surprised. I always thought New Yorkers were angry ... but I've found much more than that. Surprisingly, there are far more genuine people I'm friends with here than in California. I still love California though and that's where I'm going to be eventually, but when I move I'm taking the best part of NYC with me to Cali... my friends. *^_^*

Office Aroma Etiquette

I just have to put this out there because it was sooo utterly disgusting! I was sitting at my desk, coding, and minding my own business while eating my lunch when my nasal passages were suddenly attacked by a terribly acrid stench!!! I was sooo shocked by the smell I didn't know what to make of it. At first I thought that my nose was going crazy but then when the smell didn't dissipate instantly and it hung around like a thick blanket in the air, I was totally grossed out! I thought maybe it was my pasta, so I bent down to smell my pasta and naturally it wasn't the pasta. Thank GOD! Can you imagine if my pasta smelled like fart?! Oh it was disgusting and I knew my nose wasn't going crazy because I could smell the pasta! So when I picked my head up it was still stenching but it was finally starting to waft off in some other direction. No doubt, to offend the next hapless nose. Ugh! How gross! Let's talk about some office aroma etiquette because whoever the offender was, clearly had NONE!!!


Please, please ... if you have gas ... go take a beano or something! Secondly, if you have gas and the beano hasn't kicked in yet ... please take it to the bathroom! I know the bathroom will wreak horribly but that's the designated place for that sort of wreak! Don't think that you can fart on the sly and get away with it! I know that farting is natural and I don't condemn people who fart, because we ALL do it but in an office where you have co-workers near you in proximity, that's just plain rude! If you have an office with a door that closes, please by all means fart in your own area if you are the only person to be offended by it. Just please keep a can of air freshener or some matches in your desk for "in case of emergency" situations. You know, like when your boss knocks on your door immediately post-fart or a coworker or that cute co-worker you have your eye on. Walking into a room smelling like fart is the fastest way to drive your visitor out! Of course, if you're trying to get rid of your boss or an irritating co-worker this might be beneficial ... but could also backfire as you could end up the laughing stock of the office or worse yet, fired. In short, please don't fart on the silent, you don't know if it'll be odorless or rank. Please don't take chances on other people's olfactory senses like that, it's not polite.

El Dulce Sabor de Una Mujer Exquisita

So if you all recall one of my past posts titled "past haunts", the ending of that story was pretty ... hmmmmm .... open ended. Anyways if you refer back to that post (or click on the title link) it will take you to the email that he sent me. I don't think I ever posted my reply but here it is:


"Hi, how are you doing? I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you but I had some thinking of my own to do. First off, let me say that I really do appreciate your writing to me. It means a lot to me that you came back and apologized so many years after the fact. Additionally, I want you to know that I have definitely forgiven you and that I don't hold/harbor anything against you. I ended our friendship because I felt like you didn't respect me and that hurt me deeply. I felt I couldn't continue to engage in an emotionally abusive friendship any longer.
I'm glad that you decided to open up and let me know how you feel. Thanks! Out of curiosity, what prompted you to write the letter? Hope you're doing well."


It took me 3 weeks to figure out what I wanted to say and that's what I finally came up with. I thought it was brief, to the point, but didn't elaborate too much. I was happy with it. I struggled mostly with how much detailed information I should provide but at the same time I felt like he didn't really deserve that from me. His reply to my email was;


"Well I guess the reason why i wrote that letter to you was because during the holiday season I did a lot of thinking. After my dad passed away I realized that many of the times we just let people fly through our lives without giving them the attention they need and deserve and honestly I didn't like the way things ended with us. Well, I hope you're also doing well. Take care of yourself."


Sounds like a good and solid close to that chapter of my life, right? Well I thought so too until I recently received an email from him that enclosed a poem;


EL DULCE SABOR DE UNA MUJER EXQUISITA
(Gabriel García Márquez)
'Una mujer exquisita no es aquella que más hombres tiene a sus pies, si no aquella que tiene uno solo que la hace realmente feliz. Una mujer hermosa no es la más joven, ni la más flaca, ni la que tiene el cutis más terso o el cabello más llamativo, es aquella que con tan sólo una franca y abierta sonrisa y un buen consejo puede alegrarte la vida. Una mujer valiosa no es aquella que tiene más títulos, ni más cargos académicos, es aquella que sacrifica su sueño temporalmente por hacer felices a los demás. Una mujer exquisita no es la más ardiente (aunque si me preguntan a mí, todas las mujeres son muy ardientes...Los que estamos fuera de foco somos los hombres) sino la que vibra al hacer el amor solamente con el hombre que ama. Una mujer interesante no es aquella que se siente halagada al ser admirada por su belleza y elegancia, es aquella mujer firme de carácter que puede decir NO. Y un HOMBRE........UN HOMBRE EXQUISITO es aquel que valora a una mujer así...............Que se siente orgulloso de tenerla como compañera.... Que sabe tocarla como un músico virtuosísimo toca su amado instrumento..... Que lucha a su lado compartiendo todos sus roles, desde lavar platos y atender tripones, hasta devolverle los masajes y cuidados que ella le prodigó antes...La verdad, compañeros hombres, es que las mujeres en eso de ser 'Muy machas' nos llevan gran recorrido...¡Qué tontos hemos sido -y somos- cuando valoramos el regalo solamente por la vistosidad de su empaque... ¡Tonto y mil veces tonto el hombre que come mierda en la calle, teniendo un exquisitito manjar en casa'

I don't think you need to speak spanish to get the gist of what the poem is about. It's pretty easy to figure out what the title says. Anyways, I wasn't the only person on the email list. So i'm not going to read too much into this, but it is strange that he would PUT me on mailing list with all of his other female friends. He hasn't emailed me since February ... weirdness. It gets me to think though, what does he feel about me now that we are speaking again. He seems so different via email ... if I were to see him in person, would he be any different, would he treat me differently? But then again, would I want to see him? Would I want to know him again after the history that we had and all that I suffered? I know I'm supposed to forgive him completely, but does that mean I should forget? But if I don't forget, have I really forgiven him? What a pickle.

Babbling Origins

So I was talking to my friends the other day about what my next post should be. It's really quite a difficult position to be in when it comes to what next to blog about. I don't want to cover the same thing twice but at the same time I feel like it has to be interesting and witty, etc. Then one of my friends asked me how I came up with the name for the blog, "Babbling Verbose". The truth is, I wrote a poem in 2004 titled, "Babbling Verbose". It's actually one of my all time favorite poems that I authored and I really liked the title that I came up with and it's stuck with me ever since. So when it came to for me to name my blog ... it really wasn't a question. Now with that being said, I can't leave it in the air and not let you all read what I loved so much about that poem. Enjoy!


Babbing Verbose
By: Sherry Chang
September 24, 2004


I don't understand why in this world today,
The sanctity of marriage is no longer a way,
For two people in love to show eachother devotion,
Made of a bond strong enough to part oceans,
Love is a fleeting feeling that disguises our lust,
For something we buy into without true trust,
Our desire to have something blinds the path,
Covers the tracks and we rush in too fast,
Then reality grips our hand just a little too late,
After our dire thirst has finally been slaked,
But the severity of our actions once we knew,
When under God, we swore an oath and said "I do",
Those consequences were lessened and so society,
Began to understand it's not forever and we can leave,
Our promises to love and honor, such meaningless words,
For better, for worse, convictions light as feathers,
In sickness and health, just babbling verbose,
And in the end, irreconcilable differences we bemoan,
How can such commitment be committed so lightly,
Both love and honour have no meaning in this world I see,
Are we doomed to such failure in all our endeavors,
Where once soul completion is now pushed asunder,
How can we put faith in words that mean nothing,
How can we swear eternal devotion to something,
That finds loopholes and escapes when things get hard,
That potentially doesn't care if it crushes our hearts,
And so you ask me why it is that I turn and walk away,
But if you felt the way I felt, you would do the same.



Seems like a pretty cynical poem no? I'll tell ya'll though. I wrote that poem after a good friend of mine who was married with 2 kids was having marital issues and I had to listen to him talk about it on a regular basis and then confide in me about his budding extra-marital affair with a co-worker. I couldn't understand it, he was throwing away a perfectly good marriage (it didn't go sour until after the 2nd child, his wife was diagnosed with post-partum depression) because his wife had depression and didn't want to have sex with him anymore. He was running to this pretty blond who was paying him attention where his wife wasn't. I understand that we like our significant others to pay us attention but ... if this is the person that you swear "until death do us part" and "in sickness and in health" to, aren't you supposed to support them while they're going through post-partum depression?! Not go chasing after some pretty, young thing just because she's after you. It was really disappointing for me to listen to MY FRIEND talk about these things to me and then for me to be supportive. I can't support someone who's actions are deplorable in my opinion.


Maybe that's why I'm so against marriage? I mean ... I'm not trying to rip my parents but all of the examples of marriages I've ever really seen have been ... less than desirable. My parents have been married for 30 years (they just celebrated this past January) but I've always felt that it was loveless. They've never really ever shown eachother affection and in the few instances (I can count it on one hand) that they have, it felt completely forced and for show. My other aunts that I've grown up with all got divorced, one of them several times. My friend I just mentioned above was unwilling to support his wife when she needed him most and ended up going out and having an affair. I watch "Sex and the City" and the women on there struggle regularly with men, commitment, and relationships. Then the frosting on this negativity cake is of course, is all of my own personal experiences with men, commitment, and relationships. What I'm trying to say is that, I'm that girl at the wedding when they're tossing the bouquet, I'm conveniently in the bathroom and absent.

Yearning For Zion

Ok ... so if you are in any way interested in keep abreast of the situations that occur in the world around you, there's no way one could have missed this entire charade that has been occurring concerning the world of Polygamist Compounds. The Yearning for Zion (YFZ) compound, a sect of the Fundamentalist Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (FLDS) located in Eldorado, TX is currently the compound that has taken the forefront of news stations everywhere. Click on the links below to read the articles;

http://www.reporternews.com/news/2008/apr/10/yfz-compound-investigation-winding-down/

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/YFZ_Ranch

http://www.latimes.com/news/nationworld/nation/la-na-compound9apr09,0,4429232.story

http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/dn/latestnews/stories/041908dnmetpolygamy.77507369.html

http://www.cnn.com/2008/CRIME/04/16/polygamy.escapes/index.html#cnnSTCText

http://wwwwakeupamericans-spree.blogspot.com/2008/04/update-on-flds-custody-hearing.html [recent update!]

http://news.google.com/news?hl=en&q=YFZ+ranch&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=X&oi=news_result&resnum=1&ct=title (YFZ Ranch News Update Google Search)

Well as you all can see, there is a plethora of articles to be had ... I just tried to get the cumulative ones that would bring you up-to-date quickly on the state of the matter. The last link is the search I used on Google to bring up all of the updated news on the YFZ Ranch incident and if you want to read more articles or find even more recent updates, I think that would be a really good link to check out!

The 2 things that bother me the most about this entire YFZ Ranch compound ordeal are 1)The children and 2) The women. Children are so young and impressionable and when you grow up in a society that oppresses women and marries them off at the tender ages of 13 and 14, it can cause irreparable damage not only to their psyche and mindset but also to their sense of self-importance, their self-esteem and completely stunt them as people. The boys are "groomed" to view women as mousy servants, objects to be married off, and vessels for their own propagation! Nowhere in this entire society does it teach young men to value women! Doesn't it bother these boys to see their sisters, cousins, and nieces married off at 13 and pregnant by 14?! Some of these women have silver hair and they have children that range in age from 5 - 17!!!! In a certain case a 13 year old girl was forced to marry her 19 year old cousin! That's despicable!!!! Disgusting! Horrifying! Unthinkable!!!!! They are openly forcing incest on these children! There is a reported cased of a 13/14 year old at the YFZ Ranch being married to a 46 year old man! The members of that sect don't see anything wrong with what's going on at the YFZ Ranch because they were never educated that these things were wrong! They just lived in this bubble with 2 people as the so-called "religions leaders" that governed all of their rules. In the state of Texas, anyone over the age of 18 cannot have sexual relations with a minor under the age of 16! It's considered statutory rape and during the investigation that CPS conducted they found many young girls ranging in age from 13-16 that were currently pregnant or already with children! How disgusting and sick is that?!

During a recent interview with Larry King Live on CNN, a few mothers from the YFZ Ranch came forward to talk about what was really going and give their side of the story but they all sounded like they were reading from a teleprompter or that they were trying to recall from their memories what they were told to say. When Larry asked the first mother where the father of her children were, she blatantly brushed the question off and continued to talk about "the children". Larry, not an easily desuaded person, asked her 3 more times in 3 different ways, where her husband, the father of her children were and she refused to answer every single time. Larry moved from mother to mother and asked them all the same question. Not one of them had an answer for him. They just diverted back to their children.

Maybe they were trying to protect their way of life or not get their husband or husbands (because it's entirely possible that all 3 of them have the same husband) into any more trouble but it really is disturbing that the mothers of these children are stepping into the media spotlight to fight for their children but the fathers/husbands are nowhere to be found. Why do you think that is? Do you think that if these men honestly, didn't think that they had done anything wrong that there would be cause to hide? Of course not, but if you know you did something wrong and the police man come looking for you, you're gonna hide! It's so sad to see these women, living in modern times, post-women's rights movements still being repressed so heavily! Just looking at their Heidi hairdos, their unibrows, and their Little House on the Prairie getups was a very difficult pill for me to swallow and I'm not even anywhere close to being an extreme feminist! Don't get me wrong, what you believe is what you believe and I respect that everyone has their own religion/opinion/thoughts, etc. But I think that there is a clear delineation between what is right and what is wrong. Abusing children/women/men/people physically, sexually and/or emotionally is just plain WRONG! Physical, sexual and emotional abuse of children especially, because they are so innocent and impressionable, is exceptionally deplorable behavior to me. Children are so unable to defend themselves let alone think for themselves and look up to adults to guide them and protect them. It's absolutely disgusting for people to take advantage of that innocence and trust. They grow up to be like these mothers in the YFZ Ranch who think that it's OK to be married to a man who has 17 other wives!!! I could never settle being 17th or 15th, not even 3rd or 2nd! I could never settle being another wife in the harem and a baby-making machine. I could never settle for no education and no feeling of self worth, or for a man who could not appreciate me as a UNIQUE INDIVIDUAL and not just another cog in the machine.

And at the end of the day, the thing that kills me the most is, the man who is apparently their "messiah", or leader of the FLDS sect is IN JAIL! Warren Jeff is his name. Google him. You will be utterly disgusted by him. He is the man who forced the 13 year old girl to marry her 19 year old cousin. That is what he's in jail for ... he was an accessory to a federal crime. It's unbelievable that the members of this sect, the FLDS, have turned a blind eye to such a blatant disregard for criminal behavior from the man who is supposedly their "leader". If this is the poison that is the head of the sect, then it is no wonder that this sort of disgusting behavior is prevalent throughout the entirety of their community.

Weekend Wallop!

What a crazy weekend ya'll! I have to totally re-cap because this weekend was just insane!

Friday - April 11, 2008:

Post work, riding on the 4/5 Express trains with my hunny to Brooklyn instead of uptown (where the pups are - Scooter to the right), we're heading to have dinner with my sister and friends. We were supposed to go to Sri Pra Phai, a very, very good Thai restaurant located in Queens. But apparently somewhere along the mix (it was originally supposed to be just my sister and her boyf, Ben, Me and my hunny, Kieran) we picked up several additions to the dinner party. We didn't have enough space in the lone vehicle (a VW Golf might I mention, to give perspective) and so we had to re-route dinner. We ended up going to this quaint little spot in Red Hook (Brooklyn ya'll) called "Reds Produce". Originally, I had my misgivings about going to a Tapas place as they do tend to be fairly pricey, especially in the city (Manhattan). But I checked out their website and the most expensive item on the menu (a salad) turned out to be $8. I really can't complain with prices like that! What's even better is that the food, especially the Jamon Serrano Bocadillo, was mouth-watering and perfect! The food was well-done and the staff very accommodating! It also doesn't hurt that they don't just yet have their liquor license and as a result was serving some free Spain-Imported red wine that was fabulous! It was dry and simple! Just the way I like it! The only downside is that there really isn't much space ... but I think the owners were angling for the loyal locals versus pretentious patrons (from manhattan, I'm sure!). This restaurant was a great and awesome surprise, tucked away in Red Hook. If you find yourself in that neighborhood, definitely give it a try!

Saturday - April 12, 2008

Ok, for this day ... I need to first give you all an itinerary ... it's necessary for my sanity and for the sake of keeping this all in one piece.

11:30am - 1:00pm: Struggled with the MTA subway service! They decided to switch the 4/5 from express service to local service and the 2/3 from local to express, once we crossed the Brooklyn divide and didn't bother announcing that on the overhead ... bastards!

1:00pm - 3:00pm: Lunched and studied at the Burrito Bar on Flatbush Ave. Robert "blech-ed" it at first but I was starving, they weren't crowded and they had big tables that we could study on. The food was surprisingly good! I definitely recommend trying the "Mini Chimis"! Those really hit the spot!

3:00pm - 5:45pm: Hit the Brooklyn Museum with Robert, Calvin, Eddie (Calvin's boyf), Tim (Robert's friend), Milissa, Danika, Danika's cousin and her girlfriend, and Janelle. It was a large party and we went and checked out the Murakami Exhibit. Unfortunately, as excited as I was to see this exhibit, it turned out to be a total "Godzilla Moment". It was amped up to be far more than it really was and thus left much to be desired. Needless to say, I was less than impressed. I really didn't find much talent in the work that was done, although some of the statues that he made definitely "stepped outside of the box", intensely so, might I add. Once I get the pictures developed ... or uploaded ... whateva... I will post them and let you all gawk! And you WILL be gawking!

5:45pm - 7:00pm: We spent a large chunk of this time just trying to decide on where to go! It was irritating! We finally settled on this Japanese restaurant called Geido, we'd never heard of it and it looked kind of seedy/questionable inside except for the fact that it was packed! Apparently if you look at the ratings ... people rave about this place! Robert and I split a chicken roll coz we were headed post Geido, to my sister's house for an impromptu BBQ. The chicken roll was good ... but I find it difficult to mess that up. Maybe I'll have to give it another go.

7:00pm - 9:00pm: After picking up some Diet Coke (blech!) and Ginger Ale for the BBQ (that's what the hosts requested that we bring), Robert and I hopped in a livery cab and arrived at my sister's Condo. We sat down and had some good conversation and food before, unbelievably, Robert realized that he didn't have his ID!!!!! We were supposed to go to a mutual friend's "Going Away" party at a bar in Manhattan at 10:00pm and Robert had no identification on his person. Good going Bob!

9:00pm - 11:45pm: We skedaddled all the way to Robert's house, but not before picking up a bottle of Tequila so that we could pre-game. This way we didn't have to spend too much at the bar b/c we'd already have a buzz. We're ridiculous and cheap ... what can I say? Apparently our jobs aren't generous with our pay scales. I slapped on some makeup, Robert searched madly for his house keys (which his uncle came to the rescue and found for him) and then we made cocktails that we hid in my large purse so that we could drink on the subway trains inconspicuously! We are so ghetto ...

11:45pm - 2:00am: Finally made it to No Idea Bar ... phew! What a long day! Sat down with some good friends, drank and watched Jason (Ben's little bro) take his shirt off on numerous occasions for whatever reason he took his shirt off, he just did. I wasn't complaining all though I'd have to say my hunny wasn't exactly ecstatic that I was staring! LOL! I'll put those pictures up when I finally get them too! Ha! Oh and so you thought that this was the culmination of the entire day .... NOOOOOOOOT!!!! (Borat style)

2:00am - 3:30am: Everyone in our party decides that they're hungry and wanna go and get something to eat so we end up at Big Daddy's NYC diner. Where they serve HUGE burgers, have trivia cards on the table and lots of pictures of old hollywood stars and not to mention your drunk hunny leaning on you and sleeping ... fun! But you thought the fun was over?! This day was ridiculous I'm telling you!

3:30am - 5:00am: Let me tell you ... waiting at 3:30am for the 6 train to come is PAINFUL!!!! Especially if you're going all the way up to the Bronx! Not cool... well then it also doesn't help when you and your boy falls asleep on the train and you wake up just as your stop is passing by. Drat! Drat! and Double Drat! So we had to get off at the Castle Hill Avenue stop instead of the Parkchester stop and walk an extra 5 minutes to get home in the freezing night air ... well I was cold ... Kieran wasn't. I only had a track jacket on .... silly, silly girl. Well, we finally made it in ... and poor Kieran had to schlep the dogs out for a late/early (whatever you wanna call it) walk so that they wouldn't crap in the house before we finally got to sleep ... ugh finally .... are you tired too? I wouldn't blame ya. Not one tiny bit.

Just as a mention because Sunday was filled with nothing really ... except Church and then dinner with Tony and his wife (Kalina). For dinner we went to this little spot under the 3rd Ave Bridge called "Bruckner Bar & Grill". The reason why I'm giving it a blurb is because the food is definitely worth mentioning! Apparently the Schnitzel is what they're famous for ... but their burgers are totally awesome too! Go check it out if you're ever up that way!

Crate!!! (Crazy + Late = Crate)

So I'm soooo crazy late in posting another "post" on here! No excuses Sherry! I've just been lazy, busy, retarded or something ... but whatever I'm totally CRATE!

I received an oddity of a comment on my last post ... it goes a little something like this;

"Anonymous said...
i put the patch on my penis and now my penis has shrunk. oops."

Now, I'm not really sure if this is a joke ... or if the person is being serious. So.... if you really did put it on your penis and it shrunk... THAT SUCKS FOR YOU!!!! LOL Sorry dude but if you were really silly enough to put it on your penis, then that is ALL on YOU. Hopefully, it's not permanent. If it doesn't go back to it's normal size, I would recommend (highly, might I add) that you go and see a doctor ... must be all that "bladder wrack" in the patch that your dong was responding to. *^_^*

So, I just have to vent and say that I am seriously irritated with my lead attorneys at work. They recently laid off 3 contract attorneys for no apparent reason. Well, according to one of the other supervisors in the office (if you can call this place an office, more like a stall) they cited the "usual" reasons in the past for letting people go as (and I quote); "lack of productivity, lateness, taking frequent days off of work, excessive talking during work, etc". I guess I could understand one of the 3 that were let go, but 1 wasn't really guilty of any of the reasons listed above and the other actually had a legitimate medical excuse for most of the absences. I just feel like this barn stall is all about favoritism! I could name several heifers around here that should have been fired waaaaaay before those other 3. But alas, it's not my decision and that just makes me lose respect for my lead attorneys. Especially if that's the way they make their decisions ... oh and ever since they became the lead attorneys (b/c the other law firm that we were co-leads with in the litigation pulled out of this trough), those 2 have seriously gone on a completely unwarranted power trip!!!! Ugh, men can be such blights sometimes (as can women!).

FLU Information!

"Dear Sheronzo --
I ran across your blog and I’m sorry to read that you’re not feeling well. You're not alone. In fact, as of March 8, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) reported that New York and California are two of 42 states that are experiencing “widespread” levels of the flu, which means people around you may still have the flu.
If you’re experiencing flu symptoms -- like a sudden, high fever and aches and pains -- you don’t have to take it lying down. Contact your doctor right away to get an accurate diagnosis and treatment. Visit fluFACTS.com for more information and to track the flu in your area. Also, follow these "Take 3" recommendations from the CDC:

1. Take time to get a flu vaccine (it’s never to late in the season to get a vaccination).2. Take everyday preventive actions (like washing your hands often and covering your cough).3. Take antiviral drugs if your doctor says to. If taken in the first 12-48 hours of feeling sick, antivirals can help you get better faster. The CDC recommends oseltamivir (brand name Tamiflu®) or zanamivir (brand name Relenza®). According to a CDC Health Advisory, recent studies suggest a considerable protective effect against complications associated with influenza when these medications are used for treatment.

Remember – if you’re not sure if you have the flu, see your doctor and go to fluFACTS.com for more information."


Hey Ya'll ... a very nice person who was reading my blog sent me this email about the FLU ... it's some additional information that I think you all could find very helpful! I'm finally over the flu but I actually ended up taking all 5 days off!!!!! This is a whopper of a virus!! Please be careful and go see a doctor if you think you have the flu. I could have avoided being out for 5 days but thankfully I had sick days to cover my booty! Not everyone is so lucky so please be careful out there and take good care of yourselves! I had to face an inquiry at work (LOL) for being out all 5 days I think they suspected that I might have gone to Hawaii and enjoyed my sickness too much! But alas, if that were only true. In reality, I was quite bedridden ... it was a horrific experience that I hope to GOD that you all never have to experience. Speaking of vacations ... my hunny is off in Miami with his mom!!!!! I'm sooooo jealous!!!!! I was watching the news last night and though it was 50 degrees outside .... I saw that in california it was 65 degrees!!!!! Waaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!!! I wanna go back to cali coz I'm white and I hate it!!!! I wanna be tan agaaaaaaiiin.... all right .... enough with the whining. Hope ya'll having a great day! Ciao! *^_~*

Pink Patch Update

"Anonymous said...
hey, i bought it as well, at first i bought the one week supply n wanted to hv a try but a few days later i received an email from them saying that i've ordered an one month supply n they were on the way of shipping. And i received the email again after that. i didnt pay attention to that till i noticed that they've charged me 40 pounds--this is crazy, cuz i've never ordered anything after the one week supply. has this happended to u as well?"

Ok ya'll, I apparently TOTALLY forgot to blog about what happened with the 30-day supply of the pink patch that I got. So I received the 30-day supply and was using it but I developed a bit of a skin irritation/rash to the patch (there is only so many places that you can stick the darn thing after all!!!! LOL) so I had to discontinue. However, I must say that it does really reduce your appetite. If you're hoping to lose weight on it ... the results will vary. If you're already fairly in shape and you're just looking to lose those last stubborn few pounds, the pink patch will do nothing for you other than curb your appetite. If you are overweight, extremely overweight, or obese you may actually see more results from the use of the pink patch. There is a very simple scientific explanation (in case you're wondering about my credentials I have a B.S. Biological Sciences and had a major emphasis in pre-med. I spent 2 years working in perfusion in cardiac surgery and another 1.5 years in cardiology as a clinical specialist. Additionally, I was a fitness instructor for a couple of high profile gyms); the reason you'll see results from the patch is because it curbs your appetite, therefore causing you to consume less calories. If you consume less calories you'll lose weight. Weight loss is easy science (for the most part). If you eat more calories in a day than your body requires, you'll gain weight. If you eat less calories in a day than your body requires to function normally, you'll lose weight. Overweight people also tend to lose weight more easily than average sized people, ever notice that? How come 2 people (one average, the other overweight) doing the same exact exercise, lose different amounts of calories? The overweight person will burn more calories because it takes far more energy to move a larger mass. Therefore the overweight person will most likely see greater results from doing the same exercise as their counterpart average person working out at the same rate. But I digress ...

To answer your question, they didn't charge me the $40 until the 2-week mark which they said they would do and after I realized I was having a reaction to the patch, I emailed them and canceled my account which they did promptly. I have not since had to deal with them. If you kept any of the paperwork that they sent you, it does state that if you are not satisfied with the product within the first 30-days, you can return the remaining supply for a FULL REFUND! If you don't have this paperwork I'd be happy to send out copies so that you all can have it yourselves. You can also call them at 866-468-3300 or email them at customercare@curbyourcravings.com with any additional questions. Just as a word of caution if you send them an email or call them, make sure they send you a confirmation email stating that they received your request to cancel and that they have done so. This way if any other problems should arise you have proof that you canceled! Hope this helps! Have a fantastic day!

Varying Symptoms

Ok ya'll i'm gonna talk about a subject I just KNOW the boys don't want to have ANYTHING to do with ... but I'm suffering and dang it ... I wanna blog about it! So it's that lovely time of the month for me and my cycles are a little different than everyone else's. Most girls are on a 4 week cycle ... yours truly, however, is on a 8-week cycle. The problem is that we all know those horrible symptoms known to cause PMS (Pre-Menstrual Syndrome) also comes with our cycles. They're usually pretty consistent but mine seem to vary tremendously. Does anyone else have that problem? Like my last cycle in February, I got back pain, my breasts swoll up and were very sensitive, I had bad cramps after the start of the cycle and I was ravenous before the cycle but not after it started. Once my cycle started I didn't want to eat at all. Now with this current cycle (it started yesterday 3/25) I had a little bit of back pain but not prior to the cycle, it started when the cycle started, I wasn't ravenous before the cycle, I have cramps again but this time around I'm eating like a horse during my cycle. Check this out; today I had a huge bowl of fruit, plantain chips and some twizzlers before lunch ... I finished munching at 12:55pm and I went to lunch with a friend at 1:00pm, WTF?!?!?!?! I had a LARGE bowl of soup and I don't feel full AT ALL!!!! Isn't that frightening?!?!?! I ate ALL of that stuff and I don't feel full at all, on the contrary, I feel like I could eat more and my eyes are currently roving my desk for snacks. It's unbelievable! I feel like i'm a bottomless pit that will not be satisfied no matter how much I eat and to top it all off, Robert and I are going to be headed to Dinosaur BBQ tonight!!!!! Do you know how big their servings ARE?! I highly recommend that if you haven't tried this place ... you should! You should probably like meat too ... you get ALOT of that, it's a great rib spot! On top of that, I didn't go to the gym today b/c of my cramps and the fact that I felt like garbage that fell out of the dump truck and was swept to the wayward side of street where I was trodden on and kicked into the drain stormage and roasted for a few days until the rain came and swept me into the bowels of the subway stations and floated aimlessly until I came to a rest upon another muddy pile of trash where a Rat came by and pissed on me before a myriad of subway trains ran me over in their pursuit of a destination. It's been a long morning OK? So in preparation for this Dinosaur BBQ excursion that Robert and I are about to embark on, once the food for these greedy (not all but some) attorneys finally arrives. You know, they complained about having the same places over and over and so I tried to give them a variety and one of them had the audacity to come up to me and complain about having a variety?! She claimed that the food was "awful" and she hadn't even tried it yet ... it was "awful" because they gave her a small portion. You just can't please everyone, I guess. Luckily, I don't care that much! Muwahahahahaha! Anyways, I can't believe I went on that severe of a tangent ... I ended up, after lunch, going to Daffy's across the street from where I work (their stuff is so janky ... it's completely questionable! LOL!) and bought a pair of elastic pants to switch into on our way up to Dinosaur BBQ so that I can eat uninhibited. LMAO... imagine that ... me? Inhibited while I eat? Good grief... I must plan on rolling home. I may very well end up catching a cab although that's most likely improbable. Bus? Trains? I'm going to be up in HARLEM.... one never knows. Well, I should get back to work, right? I'm such a slacker. LOL! *^_^* Ciao!

Bantam Flu

All right folks ... heavy apologies for not writing and the extended delay between posts ... but ya'll should know that "yours truly" was battling a bout of the "BANTAM FLU"!!! It's not really called the "bantam" flu but I decided to add the bantam for a very good reason. Now normally "bantam" is a word one would use to describe a person or chicken (there are such things as miniature chickens apparently! I was very surprised to discover this information myself, this morning! Sorry for the tangent, back to the topic!). Now the word "bantam" used on a person means, "A small but aggressive and spirited person." I am applying it to the Flu because the flu is a viral attack on your immune system, which makes it "small". It's onset is rapid 3-6 hours, generally with no symptoms before onset, and makes you feel like CRAP for days; which, finally, fills in the "aggressive and spirited" part. I can't seem to recall the last time I've felt so horribly! I spent all saturday night burning up with a severe FEVER and then I spent sunday completely bed-ridden. I believe I was only awake for 4-5 hours of the day, if that. Then I spent Monday morning (called in sick!) hacking up my poor lungs! I was expecting to see one of the lobes just pop up out of my throat, no joke! I took my dogs out for a brisk walk around 2pm to see if I didn't feel better and almost didn't complete that task ... I was huffing and puffing by the time I got back to the apartment. I had to let the boys off the leash and let them walk themselves because I couldn't hold on to them anymore! Isn't that pathetic?! The worst part is that they weren't really pulling anymore than they really do it's just that I was too exhausted, my muscles were in major fatigue and I couldn't handle walking myself and towing an extra 33lbs (Ronny 15lbs; Scooter 18lbs)! It was terrible! It's unbelievable how poorly this viral infection can make you feel! Additionally, it's wreaking complete havoc on my appetite! Last night, I was feeling better and I ate dinner (chinese food) just fine but this morning after I made myself some boiled eggs; I had one egg white and wanted to HURL!!! Now my stomach wont' stop doing flips ... so strange! I always feel the worst in the morning and then I'll feel better progressively through the day. Weirdness, well I just wanted to let you all know what you could be in for! I've taken 2 days off of work now in order to recover and to also prevent myself from spreading this horrible viral infection to my other co-workers! Hopefully i'll feel well enough to head in to work tomorrow. Thank GOD for sick days! Oh btw, they say that if you experience flu-like symptoms or you think you have the flu you should see the doctor within the first 12-48 hours ... I didn't see that until after the 48th hour ... lucky me. Take a hint, learn from my mistake. Maybe I wouldn't be suffering so much if I had seen that information sooner. Take care and GOD BLESS everyone! *Smua!*