So...*yawn*....tired!

So, I felt crappy yesterday cuz of allergies. Therefore, I didn't cook dinner. Steve & I went out & met up with a friend who's wife is out of town and had wings ($.40 wing night at hobbit hoagies). Well, I went home around 8:30, and he went to his friends to play tiga' tiga' woods ya'll ya'll...EA Sports....sorry, I get caught up in the theme song! Anyway, I passed out on the couch, woke up at 9:30, and went to watch TV in bed *slash* fall asleep. Well, I fall asleep, turn off the TV, then Ash keeps freaking me out by thinking he's hearing things. I am a wuss and can't sleep well when Steve is gone (constantly paranoid about something). But, I finally manage, and Steve gets home around 11:30ish I think.

Well, I fall asleep, but, wake up at like 2am. Go back to sleep. Wake up at 4am. Think "I still have 2 hours to sleep!" Go back to sleep. Wake up at 5am to the sound of a cat puking in our bedroom (lovely lovely sound). Luckily, Steve volunteered to clean it up. Finally fell back asleep. Woke up at 6:30.......6:30?!?!? My alarm was set for 6am. It never went off.

A few months ago, the radio on my clock radio stopped working. I HATE the buzz sound on my alarm, so I always woke up to the radio alarm. Plus, it was quieter also so it wouldn't usually wake up Steve. Well, I guess the buzzer part has finally gone out too. I mean, I have only had this clock radio since I started college 10 years ago! Gaw, you'd think a $10 alarm clock would be of higher quality!!

At least I can be scrubby to go to campus. That's one thing I miss about college life. Screw what you wear!! I wish I could be scrubby at work sometimes because, some days I just don't give a poop! haha.

Goals today:

• Get registered
• Get back in time to take Lokie to the vet (his favorite!)
• Workout (if I'm not feeling too crappy, I skipped yesterday)
• Go to BB&T for our FHA loan application
• Go to the driving range (if its not rainy).

Pretty packed for my "Day Off!"

Myspace Duplicate Posts!

Ok, if you guys read my myspace blog then, read no further. You have already been filled in on the annoyances of my life. Otherwise, if you haven't read my myspace, why, by all means continue!

Part One - I expected Grad School to be fun

So, I got to class early today for a few reasons...one: parking. Parking is horrendous at FSU. EVERYONE who enrolls in even one credit gets a parking pass. Not to mention, they don't have separate parking areas for dorm kids vs. commuters like CSU did. So, basically, if they live on campus, they can park anywhere, which is annoying. Two: I cannot register until Friday. So I had to get a waiver from the professor saying yes its ok to add me to your class. Stupid state employee waiver deal is turning out to be a crock. I have to wait until AFTER add/drop has closed, then I have to physically walk down and turn in my paperwork. Pretty annoying if you ask me, especially if the class is a required credit.

Anyway, I get to class, relieved to be in AC again, and who shows up. A coworker. This *particular* coworker tends to strut around like he is a know-it-all when in fact I know that he really doesn't know jack. That, and, he was snotty to me in an email, after I did what I was *asked* to do by his bosses boss. And, he got snotty because he was in the dark, and he was in the dark because he chose not to show up for a meeting. Needless to say, I'm not to fond of this person. Well, I was pissed because, I'm going back to school so I can get OUT of my job, and get away from these types of people. Now, I have to spend an entire semester dealing with a person I seriously dislike from work. And, its not like I can be rude and ignore the guy....I guess I just have to hope that he doesn't ask to work on a group project or some crap with me. Ug!

Part Two - What annoys me about gym goers:

• People who save cardio machines by putting a magazine, water bottle or towel on it *BEFORE* they go into the locker room to change. Yes, the gym is crowded, but you don't have special priveledges.



• I realize its a gym, and there will be sweaty people, but, if your stank is permiating into my workspace, then you need more deodorant!!! Just because everyone smells, doesn't mean you can skip the Degree applciation!



• Girls who show up in tiny sports bras and mini shorts. They are never there to actually "work out." They are there to strut their anorexic-selves around to show off to the guys. Their "workout" consists of abotu 10-15 minutes of walking on the treadmill, a few crunches, and about 2 sets of 10 curls with 3lb weights. Break a sweat why dontcha!

I've become a slave to Myspace!!!

Yes, yes...its very very sad. But, I am addicted to myspace, which, is why I pretty much never post here. Though, I think I might try to start again. I really can't help myself. Aside from attempting to stalk old boyfriends and college friends, it is also where the majority of my fam (and, by fam I mean siblings & cousins...both mine & Steve's) also hang out and post and therefore a great way for me to keep updated in their lives. And, as addicted as I am to it, I'm just way too lazy to try to keep up with this blog and myspace. Not that I've even really posted any blogs over there aside from photos of my new do (which, I chopped it off...only to my shoulders) and pointless yet very entertaining surveys.

Anyway, its probably because nothing too exciting has been going on....rather, exciting enough for me to post about. Though, I guess I have been to San Diego & Vancouver since my last post. Probably could have written about those. But, like I said. I'm lazy. haha. Guess some things never change.

aren't my pink cheeks just so pinchable???

So, 30 mintues and a whole shower later, my face is still radiating from my "Body Attack" workout. I finally forced myself to go to a class. I've been wanting to try it for...hmm....since it started here, but, I semi got lazy and didn't put much effort into it. Granted, I still went to the gym, but, nothing beats an hour of crazyaerobicmyheartwaspounding cardio. I'm proud of myself.

The only problem now, is, my hair is wet. I hate wet hair unless I'm in some form of ocean, pool or other body of water. Wet hair makes me cold and it also gets all crazy when I sleep on it.

Why don't you blow dry it you ask???? hmm...well, I suppose I could, but, it is pretty damaging to hair and considering I dried it this morning, I want to give it a rest. That, and the fact I'm slowly turning *granola* might have something to do with it....

next thought:

as I'm munching on my granola-ish almonds, I'm realizing that I have unsuccessfully received my return request from Lucky Jeans. You see, I ordered two pairs of jeans from them. They arrived last Wednesday, and, as luck has it (not very *lucky* now are they), they didn't fit the way I had hoped. So, I did what every good customer does and went back online and requested a Return Authorization Number, so I could send them back and exchange them for new pairs that will hopefully fit. So, I did so, and, I was supposedly supposed to hear back "the next business day," and I gave them till Friday, and nothing. So, Monday, I *re-requested* my exchange, and yet, still nothing! I might have to give those bastards a call and tell them if they don't help me I'm sending my jeans back and take my business elsewhere! I heart lucky jeans though so they had better be nice!

The Sunglass Party

Yes, yes, its true. The Avs crushed Detroit last night, and a sweet victory it was. However, the highlight of the night, aside from our creative concoctions of appletini mixers, alize, champagne and vodkas, was deeming the party, the sunglass party. Not only was it a dance party in my living room, but, we all donned the funkiest glasses we could find. It was awesome. I love wearing my pink target glasses around when I *don't* have a migraine. Its so refreshing.

I wish I would have had a pair of these suckers that's for sure. I wonder if I can find a pair around here, it is the sunshine state after all. I think maybe next time we'll have a sunglass party on purpose. It definitely put my in-house booty shaking on a celebrity level.

Unfortunetly, its becoming close to my bedtime. I have a 25-part skin routine I have to do on a nightly and morningly basis just to keep my zits at bay. What is up with adult acne anyway, I thought puberty ended at like, 17. Anyway, smooches to all my lovelies!