Also,

Where did the Warriors come from???? Seriously, this is awesome, if only because I hate Mark Cuban.

I've decided I am going to Thailand. I've always wanted to go and I realized that nothing is really holding me back from just doing it, well, besides my job, but I've sort of given that a "Forces Pull-Out Deadline" sort of thing. Departure is sometime after Thanksgiving/beginning of December. I'm thinking 2 weeks. I'm thinking Bangkok, tuk tuks, Budda temples, Phuket, and a beach bungalow. I've had a couple friends visit so I have been hitting them up for more info. The great thing about Thailand is that it's cheap. About 1,000 Baht = approximately 31 U.S. dollars. Hotels in Bangkok run anywhere from 700 Baht t0 3,000. We are talking affordable travel here people. The biggest hit will be airfare. The flight is brutal. 13 hours to Taipei, Taiwan then another 3 to Bangkok. All I know is that I want to go here, here, see this, and definitely go here.

Right now, I'm going solo. Which I am completely fine with. I've read that Thailand is one of the safest places for lone travelers, just as long as you don't accidently try and smuggle drugs out of the county (has anyone seen Brokedown Palace? Gnarly movie) Anyway, I've heard the people are extremely kind and hospitable. But if anyone wants to go, I'm serious about this. No flakes allowed.

And when I get back, who knows. Maybe grad school, maybe California, maybe the freaking Peace Corps.

Nothing to Say

I really don't have anything to blog about. My life is pretty boring. Really.

I have been talking a walk every night. That's been great. The last couple times I've actually ran, but walking is a lot less daunting to think about doing when its 8 o'clock and I don't want to go to the gym. I take my ipod and walk around the neighborhood for an hour or so, which is about 2 miles all the way around.

Walking. Lots of walking going on here.

And Niko is killing me at night. He literally woke me up last night by attacking my hair and biting my shoulder. Not kidding. That cat is obsessed with me. Since Kacie and Louie are on vacation in California, I don't want to shut him out at night all alone. I guess I'll have to deal with it for a few more days.

I also got signed up for my health/dental benefits today. Which not only means I can now finally get my teeth cleaned, it also means I've been working here for over 3 months. That's crazy. Now if I can just stay healthy and not seriously hurt myself for the next 5 days, it will be very reassuring.

That's about it.

Seth Cohen would totally make fun of this movie...

I just got back from the movie and it and the events surrounding it deserve a 1 am post.

First of all, the movie? Sucked. A lot. I really tried to find some sort of good in it seeing as Adam Brody was starring and I find him so deliciously adorable, but alas, no good could be found. There was no plot, no conflict and no story. It just sort of went from one meaningless scene to the next. It was not at all what I expected it to be and I left not feeling at all depressed and love starved but confused and annoyed. This movie was so random and at times, painfully awkward. Don't see it. I'm sorry Adam Brody, your are very cute and I'd definitely make-out with you but your movie was horrible.

But the real story of the evening was the minor incident with a particular brother's ex-fiance, who I happened to run into in the lobby of the theater. Well, maybe it wasn't a "run into" sort of thing, but there was definite eye-contact and a definite moment of awkwardness. "The Crazy Stick Figure" totally knew who I was and did her best to avoid me. Which was fine because I was in no hurry to chat it up with her. I let them (she was with a guy) walk into the lobby first, but I wasn't sure which movie they were seeing. I was about ready to walk out of the place, eat my $10 and drive home, but then I realized how ridiculously stupid that would be so I walked into my theater and hoped they wouln't be in there, which they weren't. Conflict diverted. However, a rather uncomfortable evening all around.

I'm going to see In the Land of Women tonight, mainly because it looks good and I have a thing for Adam Brody. Also because it's been a while since I've seen a romantic comedy alone and left feeling really depressed.

Should be a good time.

Whenever I'm trying to eat a little healthier, I sometimes stroll on over to the energy bar section and pick something out as a better alternative to the usual snack. But everytime, without fail, I find myslef trying to choke down bites of what taste like a concoction of recycled cardboard and dirt. No matter how good they look from the packaging, I have never found an energy bar that I could actually eat without exercising my gag reflexes. But that is until I found Odwalla. I saw an Odwalla display at the store the other morning and decided to give the energy bar market one more chance. I bought 2: one chocolate, one banana nut. You can imagine my delight when I started to get hungry around 10:00 at work on Monday and opened up the chocolate Odwalla bar and didn't have to force it down my usual opposing throat. The chocolate Odwalla actually tasted like chocolate. What a concept! The banana nut one was pretty tasty as well. I have found my mid-morning/late afternoon snack in Odwalla. They are good. I mean, it's not like eating a brownie or something, but it's pretty close. Highly recommended.

I'm reading all these reports pouring in over Virginia Tech. I'm stunned. Just when we begin to move on from one tragedy, it always seems like another is lined up, waiting to hit again. My prayers go out to the families, friends and loved ones of the victims of such a senseless act of violence.

I think I can, I think I can...

After my Mom's and Oprah's insistance, I picked up this book at Costco the other day. Apparently it's the key to my success and happiness.

Basically it claims that anything you desire can be achieved and attained through the power of attraction. The idea is that you must think positively, sending out "waves of attraction" focusing on the thing you want, whatever that may be. Accordingly, the universe will send to you what you put out. After reading it, I must say it's a fascinating book, with a lot of good messages on visualizing your goals until they become reality, but I'm confused on the logistics of some of the teachings. For example, the book encompases all areas of life that can seem frustrating to us, particularly love. However, it sticks to the idea that if you believe it, you can acheive it. But my question is this: if I really want to date Andy Roddick, I can't just think about it all day long and expect Andy to just one day knock on my door and then live happily ever after, right? I mean if we are talking about the Laws of Attraction, doesn't that require the other's simliar energy too? How do they explain that? Just because I am visualizing Andy Roddick as my boyfriend, doesn't mean he's thinking about me as his girlfriend so doesn't that distrupt the whole theory? Maybe I'm missing something here...

He's a little short, but then again, they usually are.

I'm not ashamed when I tell you that I am THIS excited for the new season of The Bachelor. Bachelor Andy is a triathlete and Naval Officer/Doctor so the marketing geniuses at ABC entitled this season as, "Officer and a Gentlemen" I, on the other hand, think they should have used, "The Bachelor: This Guy Looks like Tom Brady." Which he does, a Photoshopped Ken-doll version of Tom Brady. But I'm not complaining. He is pretty hot, but clearly too short to swoon over. Some of the things he says to these girls is so ridiculous, feeding them the most sickening crap I've ever heard, and TRUST ME, I've heard a lot. Especially since this is the type of personality I am unfortunately attracted to. It's not the actual words that I eat up like candy, I know they are just saying what they think I want to hear. No, it's more of the way they say it. I like the attitude, the confidence that is so often packaged with the BS. It should be no surpirse why I'm still single.

So, it's obvious I love this show. None of the girls have jumped out at me as front runners, but there are definitely ones I think should go. Mondays 9 P.M. ABC.

Seriously considering leaving early to go to Costco

Everyone in my office is gone today. Well, everyone that I work for that is. I probably didn't need to come in today, but I did anyway. I think I'll leave after lunch.

Oh, I was just told to go home. Sweet.

Anyway, this weekend I'm going to buy a desk. I really just want a wooden table, you know, like a thick butcher block kind of thing that I can paint or something. I don' t want drawers or anything like that. But knowing my luck, I won't be able to find something so simple.

Did anyone read about that cruise ship that sank right off the shores of Santorini? Crazy. I've been there, by the way, you know, Santorini....I'm just saying.

Last night's Office was pretty uneventful. I was a little disappointed since I've been waiting around for a new episode for like a month, however the first 10 minutes were pretty funny. If you don't watch this show, you should. You are missing out. Period.

I've decided I really like the name Bailey. If I ever have a baby, that is what I am naming him or her. So hear me now, I'm claiming that name. Even though I am not married or even in a serious relationship that will maybe head in that direction, I am claiming that name for my future baby. After this whole Lilly whoopla, I've done some serious contemplating on the idea of being a mother and I have to consider the fact that I may not get married or have a baby for a very, very long time. Maybe long after my siblings and friends are done having kids, so by then obviously a lot of names will be spoken for. I'm just looking out for my future baby. You understand.

My brother has been using my iPod and now it's thrashed. I AM SO PISSED. I had a nice cover on it so it wouldn't get scratched or anything and Christian decided to take it off and throw it in his gym bag and use it at will. Now it's all f-ed up and crappy looking. Why he does not just buy his own is beyond me. He's now calling it the iPod, like it 's a piece of community property. Christian: stop using my iPod. You have money, a lot of it. Go buy your own. And I don't care if it's Masters Weekend, stop eating my chicken.

I need to move out.

Seriously though,

I saw this today and laughed so hard.

Oh no you didn't...

Yesterday after I got off work, I decided to take Kacie and Louie to the park to let them chase their tennis ball. They'd been couped up in the house for a couple days so they needed to release some serious energy that was getting on my nerves. I took them to the same park I always take them to. It's not too far from the house, it has a huge open soccer field and no one is usually there...usually.
After an hour or so of running around undisturbed on in the park, this woman and her two poodles get out of their car and start walking over onto the field. Kacie and Louie, being the young curious puppies that they are, immediately trot over to the woman and her dogs to check them out. Dogs do this. Well, this woman starts freaking out, yelling at me to get my dogs away from her. I was trying to call them back over, but they were still interested in sniffing around the two poodles. No harm in that. But this woman would clearly offended that my dogs were checking her and her dogs out. I kept reassuring her that Kacie and Louie were just curious and that they would lose interest in a second.

Then it got heated.

Poodle woman proceeded to scream at me, telling me that I was breaking the law and that I didn't own the park and that I should have those dogs on a leash because you can't predict what a dog will do. And then she called me a bitch.

Now, I have never been in a real fight before. I remember once in 10th grade, one of my friends (who let her mouth run a little too much) got jumped in the locker room, I didn't really hit anyone or get hit, but I was definitely in the middle of it, trying to break up the fight and prevent my friend from getting her ass kicked. But I have never been so ready to beat the hell out of anyone than I was with that fat woman. I'm not joking here. She pissed me off.
I began walking towards her asking "Excuse me? What did you just say to me? You don't even know me. Call me a bitch again and see what happens." This woman kept saying other profanities that I will not repeat, but she and her poodles walked away. By this time, Kacie and Louie were so over those poodles and ready to go, so we left.
But, and I mean this in all seriousness, I probably would have punched that woman in the throat if she kept calling me a bitch.
I really can't believe that happened to me. I mean, yes, the dogs should be a on leash, but they were not hurting this woman or her ugly dogs. They were running around chasing the tennis ball. But seriously? To freak out like that?

I'm not going to lie, I kind of wish I would have hit her now.