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April 30, 2006

MyTunes

I saw this over at Songstress' place and knew I must do it!

How Many Songs

3200 - I am an iTune junkie!

Sort By Song Title

First: 'Cause I Like It That Way - SheDaisy
Last: Zoo Station - U2

Sort By Time

First: Untitled - Garth Brooks :32
Last: Two Step (Live) - Dave Matthews Band 18:56

Sort By Album

First: My Funny Valentine - Miles Davis
Last: Nobody Knows - Tony Rich Project

Top 5 Most Played Songs

You Wanted More - Tonic
You're Beautiful - James Blunt
Almost Honest - Josh Kelley
I Don't Mind Singing - Josh Kelley
Collide - Howie Day

First Song That Comes Up On Shuffle:

Temptation Eyes - The Grass Roots

Search For:

Sex - how many songs come up? 4
Death - how many songs come up? 2
Love - how many songs come up? 243

And I'm not even done downloading...

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A Little Protection

I got a call the other day from 8 year old Sis#2. They moved to Kentucky in January.

I got a call from their house and first ignored it because I was shopping with a friend. Then, I got the call immediately again but couldn't take it because I was on the phone. Then voice mail. I checked it and it was Sis#2, "Sissy, please call me as soon as you get this." (And yes, she really does call me Sissy)

That was weird. She doesn't usually call me. I usually talk to her when I make my calls to them.

So I call back and no one picks up. Ok, now I'm starting to freak out a little bit. I call again, and she answers and asks if she can call me back because she's on the phone with our sister Sis #1 (17).

She finally calls me back and is bawling! She's doing that can't hardly breathe cry thing! My heart immediately stops thinking of what can be wrong. I thought maybe one of their pets had died or worse...something had happened to Kiki.

She went on to ask why I can't live with them or near them. She said that my company has a store there and that they are hiring.

I told her I couldn't move there because of my job but I was trying to get close. She told me to quit my job, but somehow, I don't think she got dads approval on that one.

She then said that they had a house for sale just a couple of houses down. Now, they live in these huge mini-mansions....so I laughed at the thought! I asked her if she thought I could afford it and she said yes.

She goes on to name her friends who still have their sisters living with them. I told her that I was almost 25....and then she through in that one of her friend's sisters living at home was 26. I asked about when I get married, and she said that was okay. That they would turn mommy's craft room into my room and move the craft room into the basement.

So we went on like this for several minutes. Me telling her I was working my ass off trying to get closer to them. Maybe not in Kentucky, but at least on the same coast. When I said closer, she says, "Do you mean like an hour away?" No, more like 6 hours away. She didn't like that too much!

Ah, she was killing me! Here I am in the middle of the mall trying to keep from bawling my eyes out because my little sister is giving me the guilt trip.

Finally, I calm her down and tell her I will see her as soon as I can...making a mental note I need to send her a letter or something.

She then passes the phone to her mom and I asked what was up with her. She says, "I don't know, ask your dad. He's the one that spanked her."

Haha! Ahhh, she needs someone on her side! I get it! I then learn that dad feels guilty for spanking her after she called me and Sis #2....but never found out what he spanked her for. I'm sure it was back talking or not listening.

But still, the girl is 8! I lived with Sis #2 for 8 years, and Sis #1 for 2 years. So we've all grown up with a sibling but we've all also been an only child. So I understand why she wants her sisters around.

If I get a job in Atlanta, I will be 5 hours away from Sis #1 and 6 hours away from Sis #2. I think that's a pretty good central location. The closest I've been to the both of them at the same time!

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April 28, 2006

Update to "Uno de Mayo"

I posted on the little protest going here Monday right here.

Well, on the news tonight, they were reporting on the planned protest and what streets they will be on and that they will be wearing all white.

Recently, we had an issue here with kids skipping school to protest this whole thing. On the news, they said the schools are staying open and that kids are expected to be at school.

Right after that....they said that if teachers don't show up, they will be considered on personal leave.

Somehow....that just doesn't seem to make sense to me.

And by the way, even though it's only supposed to be illegal Mexicans....legal Mexicans are going to show their support.

Anyone what to place any bets on how many people I end up firing on Tuesday?

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April 27, 2006

Happy Birthday Prochein Amy

Today is Amy's birthday. And she has a beautiful quote here on how she feels.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

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The Gym From My Dreams...

I found the best way to workout!

Yes, going to Curves is great but there isn't much entertainment there for my short attention span.

But the gym.....on base.....with Marines.....in short PT shorts....and tight shirts....

...that's the way to work out!

I managed 50 minutes on the Elliptical Machine with that eye candy to distract me.

And then right ahead of me....from the ceiling....a baseball game! Marines and baseball players.....you can't get better than that!

I may go back tomorrow...if my legs still work...

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April 26, 2006

Uno de Mayo

I was told today by one of my assistants that May 1st, Mexicans are not going to work to show how Mexicans are needed in America and to be appreciated. The source, I do not know...

Out of 17 of my employees, 12 are Mexican.

I find it funny!

I'll let you know the results.

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April 25, 2006

EBay Anonymous

I'm a fan of EBay. I don't mind getting certain things that are used to save a buck or two. And I love the fact that I can sell something when I'm tired of it and use that money toward a new something.

Well, I inadvertently got Angel hooked. She'd say she wanted something but couldn't find it or wasn't willing to pay the astronomical price, and I would say..."Check EBay!"

I figure EBay now should pay me commission as the woman is hooked! Purses and wallets and shoes...OH MY!

She has a two page method: 1 page has as many as 75 watched items and the other page is where she does her surfing.

I'm not sure if she's more excited to get something cheaper than retail or to actually win the auction! It's still up for debate.

So tonight, we were chatting, and I mentioned that I was a little nervous about my interview tomorrow.

Her reply?

"Think of the job like EBay, if you don't win, it wasn't meant to be yours."

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The Facts...

I got this from Bou. Figured it'd fill some space until I thought of something to write...


Taken a picture naked? : Yes
Made out with a member of the same sex? : No
Danced in front of your mirror? : No
Told a lie? : Yes
Gotten in a car with people you just met?: Yes
Been in a fist fight? : Yes
Had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? : Yes
Been arrested? : No
Slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? : Yes
Seen someone die? : No
Kissed a picture? : No
Slept in until 3? : Yes
Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? : Yes
Played dress up? : Yes
Fallen asleep at work? : Yes
Had sex at work? : Yes
Felt an earthquake? : Yes
Touched a snake? : No
Ran a red light? : Yes
Been in a car accident? : Yes
Pole danced? : No
Been lost? : Yes
Sang karaoke? : No
Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? : Yes
Laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? : Yes
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? : Yes
Kissed in the rain? : Yes
Sang in the shower? : Yes
Got your tongue stuck to a pole? : No
Sat on a roof top? : Yes
Played chicken? : Yes
Raised chickens? : No
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? : Yes
Been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? : Yes
Broken a bone? : No
Mooned/flashed someone? : No
Forgotten someone’s name? : Yes
Slept naked? : Yes
Blacked out from drinking? : Yes
Played a prank on someone? : Yes
Felt like killing someone? : Yes
Made a parent cry? : Yes
Cried over someone? : Yes
Had sex more than 5 times in one day? : Yes
Had/Have a dog? : Yes
Been in a band? : Yes
Drank 25 sodas in a day? : No
Shot a gun? : Yes

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April 23, 2006

The Job Hunt

It's no secret since my company got acquired but another much larger company, that I have been freaking miserable! My job now blows!

I'm not sure it's the job that blows or my boss? Obviously, it isn't very hard to move up in this new company!

I could go on about what an idiot she is and all the crazy stuff she's done, but I'm in a decent mood and would hate to ruin it. But to wrap it up, she prevents me from doing my job. Yes, that is correct...a boss that keeps you from doing your job!

So I have been hunting...hunting for jobs on the east coast and out of retail. I've searched in Tennessee, Atlanta, North Carolina, South Carolina and the northern part of Florida. These places would be ideal as they are in between both sets of parents and sisters.

The job hunt has been a bitch. I'm not quite sure why, but it has. Sometimes I think I'm very marketable, and then other times I wonder why someone would even look at my resume. Eh!

So I got a call from a recruiter Friday asking be about a certain position with their company. The position sounds great. It's different, there's travel, and seems like it would take awhile to get boring. The pay is good and it would be in Atlanta....5 hours from my mom and 6 hours from my dad. Enough distance to where they have to call before they come visit but close enough when I'm craving mom's cooking or a hug from dad!

So I'm supposed to get a call Monday to schedule a phone interview with a couple of people. If all goes well there, they'd fly me to Atlanta to do a couple more interviews. It's very exciting but I feel like I'm jinxing myself just by talking about it. Ya know, getting my hopes up and stuff.

So, needless to say, this weekend has been full of submitting more resumes to people that I will probably never hear from.

My personal deadline...June 1st (avoid the Yuma summer and prevent my insanity). The really need to be out of here by deadline...August 1st.

So, back to the job hunt....

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They'll Make a Girl Out of Me Yet!

I've never been must of a girly girl. I'd rather spend money on gadgets and music than make up and clothes. I pick comfort over fashion and don't understand clothes, shoes and accessories over $30.

Until recently....

Napster, Morrigan, Angel and B are all slowly influencing my purchases...

Between Napster and Morrigan, I have had to increase my make up budget! The world of Loccitane, Bare Minerals, Sephora, and other stuff reproducing on my bathroom counter. I don't have the patience or the knowledge to find this stuff by trial and error on my own....so of course I blame these ladies for my exponentially growing cosmetic bag.

Then Angel and B...they are taking care of the clothes, shoes and accessories. There was a day that the only colors I would wear would be black, white, blue or maroon. These days, it's all those weird titled colors...the one I'm addicted to? Melon. You could have asked me 5 years ago if I would have worn a melon shirt and I would have thought it was some kinky form of foreplay.

And I've never bought my own jewelry. Any jewelry I've worn has been a gift. and I wear the same jewelry every day. The same rings, necklace, earrings, etc. I am bad at picking what goes with what outfit and often forget I have something else. Until recently. They've had me buying many new pieces of jewelry and Angel has even made me some really cute beaded jewelry. Again, a year or two ago, no way! And then most recently and most shocking has been purses. I have never spent more than $20 for a purse. My thought was why buy an expensive purse and not have any money to put in it. Oh geez, that has since recently changed. I'm still apprehensive about this change! Oh yes, the two most recent purchases that are well over my $20 limit are cute, but it scares me that these types of purchases can't play music, give me directions, cook me dinner, make a phone call or send email.

But these ladies can't work miracles. I'm still the one that comes out of my room and asks Angel if what I'm wearing looks okay. I'm still the one that calls Napster in the middle of Sephora and asks here what to buy.

If I had my way, I would hire an all inclusive person to do all of this stuff for me. Because without these ladies, I'd go out in the ugliest, most comfortable attire I had and wouldn't know foundation from eye shadow.

My 2nd job starts next week to support my new habits!

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6 Strange Things

I got tagged by Songstress to complete this 6 Strange Things About Me meme. It's probably a good thing she tagged me before I ended up with naked blog again!

My friends could probably do a better job at this as some of the things they find weird about me, I don't realize are weird. Oh well...

here it goes...

#1 - I don't eat condiments! Mayo, mustard, ketchup (unless I'm dipping french fries), all dressings, oil/vinegar, sour cream, etc. Seriously...I wouldn't eat this stuff for money! And I willingly eat my salads dry!

#2 - I spontaneously just like to drive. I will wake up in the middle of the night and go drive. Sometimes to a particular place, sometimes not. Usually when I want to be alone or need some time to think. And it'll often be for several hours.

#3 - I have several DVDs that I have purchased and not even opened them. I buy them because I liked the movie but rarely watch them again.

#4 - I can't watch TV or a movie unless I have something else to do; my laptop, a crossword puzzle, homework, etc.

#5 - I talk in my sleep. I often wake up and the person next to me will ask, "What were you saying last night?" Apparently, whatever I say doesn't make sense, but I talk like I'm having a full blown conversation.

#6 - I hate stray hairs! I'm a tweezing fiend! I have tweezers in my bathroom, at my office and in my car.

Hmmm, who to tag, who to tag!

Tammi...I just know they will be out there ;-)

Spurs & Napster...because I can!

Hippie, as I have been a bad Bad Example Family member and haven't even linked some of my newest immediate family members!

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April 19, 2006

What Kind of Beer Are You?








Corona

(33% dark & bitter, 66% working class, 33% genuine)



Ah, Corona...you're light, you're tasty, you come in a distinct, attractive package, and you're about as authentically Mexican as the taut brunette in the poster. Her name, by the way, is Linda O'Neil. True fact.

Anyhow, you scored above average on the "Working Class" axis of my test, and, seeing as I'm calling you a "Corona" you're probably thinking something along the lines of "I hate you." But the thing is, for a lot of people I know, drinking a few Coronas is about as close as they'll ever come to that Acapulco Resort that so many other people seem to hit every few months. So I think of this beer as Jet Blue for the proletariat. Scoring "Corona" is a compliment, I assure you.

Personality-wise, your scores indicate you have a light, easy-going personality (i.e maybe you'd need a lime to give you some bite!) and this makes you likeable & quite popular. Like most such people, you can, at times, seem a little superficial. Hence the ad featuring the Irish lady with the fake tan above. But here's the real deal: nobody minds someone who's not always what they seem. One example: whereever Ms. O'Neil's from, she's damn hot. And another: I'm Mexican. I drink Corona. I hate Tecate. Not everything that's hard-core "authentic" is all that great.







My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
















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You scored higher than 5% on dark





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You scored higher than 26% on workingclass





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You scored higher than 6% on genuine
Link: The If You Were A Beer Test written by gwendolynbooks on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Stolen from Tammi! :-)

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April 18, 2006

A Personal History Quiz

Why in the world would a possible future employer that has not even conducted an interview would need the exact addresses for where I have lived in the past 5 years???

Now, that may be easy for some folks...but for me...not so much!

Off the top of my head, there would be 10 addresses. Yes, I said 10!

What's worse....is they want to know the counties! I don't know what county I live in now, let alone 10 addresses ago!

I've worked for the same employer for the past 4 years, that should matter....not my 10 freaking addresses in the past 5 years.

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April 11, 2006

50,000

I find it funny that my 50,000th hit today was from somebody googling "USMC" where I was the 4th result with this post.

The post was a prize for T1G for being my 10,000th hit last July.

His prize? The picture in the extended entry:

usmc.jpg

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Getting Out of Yuma

Yuma sucks so bad that I'm looking for every possible way to get out. Temporarily and permanently.

This past Sunday, Angel, B and I drove to San Diego to see the Padres get spanked by the Rockies. When they stopped serving alcohol at the 7th inning and the score was 12-2, we decided to leave and check out the beach at Coronado Island and tour the Hotel Del Coronado.

After passing through the Border Patrol check point in the mountains:

Me: Do you want some gum while we go through the mountain?

Angel: Why? Is there a breath check?

Later on in the trip...

B: You've never seen Dumb and Dumber?

Me: Nope

B: I can't believe you've never seen Dumb and Dumber! It's like saying you've never seen Titanic!

Me: No it's not! How do you compare Dumb and Dumber to Titanic? Titanic won a fricken Oscar!

B: So, everyone's seen them!

Hmmm....I'm still not understanding the comparison.

As if that trip wasn't enough, Thursday I leave on an 850 mile trip to see my Spurs & Napster. I then drive home Sunday to drive to Phoenix Wednesday for meetings and hopefully to catch a Diamondbacks game.

I've had my new truck a month and a half and hit 4000 miles this weekend. At this rate, I will hit 32000 miles in a year. Well, if that's not the story of my life, I don't know what is!

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April 05, 2006

Electronics vs. Furniture

I have been shopping for furniture lately. I'm looking for a bedroom set for my room and/or for my guest room. Along with that, I am looking for a kitchen table. I have never had any of these.

As I have been shopping, I have been surprised by prices. That's me, the naive one!

You see, I have this problem. I spend obscene amounts of money on electronics, especially car audio electronics. To me, I understand why a TV, a computer or a car navigation system would cost $1000+. But a decent kitchen table set? Or a bedroom set?

Of course, anything I liked ended up being in the $2000 range. I understand that this will be around for a long time and all that other stuff....

...but for some reason, my brain cannot comprehend furniture costing that much. Electronics, yes. Furniture, not so much.

Geez, if I put all the money I've put into electronics into furniture, I could nicely furnish a house. Who would have thought!

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April 04, 2006

The First Sergeant

After seeing Tammi's Sergeant Major joke, I had to post this one...

One day, the First Sergeant was invited to the Officer's Club with
the CO to eat lunch. When they entered the main dining room, they
found the place was quite crowded. They did notice three Lieutenants
sitting at a table with two empty chairs, so the CO asked them if they
could join them.

They promptly invited them to join them. They ordered lunch and joined them
in conversation as they ate. At one point, the First Sergeant mentioned that
he had observed characteristics about many officers from which he could
determine the sources of their commissioning.

The Lieutenants were eager to hear about this and asked if he could tell how
each of them had been commissioned.

The First Sergeant turned to the Lieutenant on his left and said he went
through ROTC. The Lieutenant confirmed that was correct and asked how he had
noted this. The First Sergeant replied that the Lieutenant, through his
conversation, seemed to have a strong academic background but limited
military experience.

The First Sergeant then told the Lieutenant on his right that he had gone
through OCS with previous enlisted service. The Lieutenant confirmed that
this was correct and also asked how he had determined this. The First Sergeant
said, again through his conversation, that the Lieutenant seemed to
have a firm military background and a lot of common sense.

The Lieutenant across the table from the First Sergeant asked if he had
determined his source of commission. The First Sergeant replied that the
Lieutenant had graduated from the United States Naval Academy. The
Lieutenant stated that was correct and asked if he had noticed his high
level of intelligence, precise military bearing, or other superior qualities
acquired at the United States Naval Academy. The First Sergeant replied that
it was none of these that led to his determination.

He had simply observed the Lieutenant's class ring while he was picking his
nose.

You can't take those First Sergeants anywhere!

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DST Announcement

Ladies & Gentlemen:

Arizona DOES NOT participate in Daylight Savings Time!

If you are east of me, there is now an extra hour to our usual time difference.

If you are west of me, there is now an hour less to our usual time difference.

Pretend I am in California!

Oh! The idiots at corporate, my relatives, telemarketers, MOM -

STOP CALLING AT 6AM!!!

Now excuse me, I must go find something to do. I'm not used to being up this early!

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April 02, 2006

Happy Birthday in Iraq

So the Bipolic is in Iraq. He left a tad over a month ago. Despite all the bullshit and mixed emotions...he's still over there. So, I sent him a package 10 days ago hoping he'd get it in time for his birthday tomorrow.

He did. Impressive!

He was happy and surprised to get it. Not sure he expected anything from anyone, much less me.

I got a free cheapo mp3 player for signing up for cable so I loaded some good music in there and threw it in. Along with that, a few magazines: Sports Illustrated, Maxim, Playboy, Baseball Digest (damn, I'm a good friend). A couple of Tom Clancy books, some batteries, a couple disposable cameras, a good supply of wetnaps, some Easy Mac and other add water meals, and tons of candy.

In his email, he was thankful. He said it was unexpected and appreciated.

He then updated me on getting his cast off since he broke his foot and how the cast is a pain due to the heat. He talked about some cool storms, that where he has to sleep isn't so bad and the sandstorms.

That's it. No complaining, no regrets, no wishing to come home tomorrow. No questioning his decision (he actually had a choice on whether he wanted to go) and no worries. He's doing his job, collecting his paycheck .... no questions.

In a recent email, I complained about how bad my job is getting. He told me not to worry, that I would find something that would fit me and to look on the bright side, it was a paycheck.

As simple as it seems, it's good advice. Especially coming from him.

So now I'm collecting for the next box to send in a few weeks. He doesn't ask for things so I try to imagine being out there and what would someone really want/need from home. That's the thing though, I can't really imagine.

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