Sunday, January 28, 2007

Did I hear that right?

Today I had lunch and saw Catch and Release with my friend, Christine. Lunch was yummy, I had the quiche. The movie, well the movie was just OKAY. I didn't love it, didn't hate it...and its definitely a movie that I wouldn't go see again, but if it happen to be showing on TV, I would watch it again.

Anyways, there was an abundance of chicks watching this movie. There were a few guys, however they all looked like they were dragged their by their girlfriends. How nice. As soon as the movie ended, out of the corner of my eye I see the guy sitting next to Christine do a big thumbs down. I am assuming it was the move or maybe he wasn't getting any from his girlfriend during the movie. Either way, it got me started giggling a little.

I was able to compose myself as we walked down the stairs of the stadium seating. I was carefully watching my untied shoelace as I walked out of the theatre. I looked up and saw a couple of ushers with their trash cans waiting for clean out the tiny theatre. As we turned a corner the 2 turned into at least 8 of them standing in a row against the wall. I hear Christine say, "oh, hello" to my right. To my left I hear one of the usher's say "It doesn't look like a vigina". I paused for a moment concentrating on my still untied shoelace. As soon as we were out of the theatre (and out of earshot of the usher people), I turned to Christine and said, "Did I hear that right?". Well that started her into giggle mode and I watched her covering her mouth and practially running past the consession stands and out of the main doors of the theatre trying not to laugh so hard. Of course this got me going and I too, while watching my shoelace, was laughing hysterically and running towards the door. It tooks us a few minutes to get a hold of ourselves. Luckly I was wearing my waterproof mascara.

Ah, the random things you hear while out and about.

Monday, January 15, 2007

I wrote this?!

So I looking through a box of my crap and found one of my old notebooks from high school. It's a notebook where I wrote poems and random thoughts. I started looking though it and found a poem I had written freshman year of high school. I remember it was for an assignment to write a sonnet and I also remember the teacher talking to me after she read it to see if anything was wrong. So here goes:

Secrets of the Night

How do I tell thee of the past untold?
The life in the past which you've never known.
Secrets that only the dead of night holds,
A time long ago where I felt alone.

The things I have done that I now regret,
The life of pain, betrail, sorrow, and hate.
Those secrets I whish that I could forget.
Morning will bring us a terrible fate.

I wish it could all stay in the dark of night.
I know that this will be painful to you,
I know that our lives will change when there is light.
The time have now come where I must be true.

I wish that this life was just a bad dream,
Then you won't know that I'm not what I seem.

Yep. I wrote that. Reading it now, I want to have a talk with my 14 year old self to turned it in. I've lived in the bubble of Orange County since I was 6 and have had a super sheltered life. Where did this depressing-ness come from?

Monday, January 08, 2007

Bad Luck Betty

So. My sister and I have decided I am one of those bad luck peoples. You know how there is always that percentile, no matter how small, that something bad will happen to them? Well that percentile is me.

Yep. I'm the girl who, out of thousands of people over at 3rd Street, gets smacked in the head by some random bird trying to protect her nest. I'm the girl who trips over flat surfaces. I'm the girl who out of a pile of t-shirts at the store, will buy the one with the hole in the armpit. I'm the girl who gets the weird hair or something in their food at a restaurant. I'm the girl who's driver side window decides not to work when in the drive thru. I'm also the girl who tries on a pair of shoes in the store and decides to buy them, shoves the whole box in the closet until its time to wear them, only to find out that I got 2 right foot shoes. (I still to this day cannot figure out how that happened).

Yep. I'm that girl. Today was no different. I had just gotten to work (15 minute early, I might add) when I notice something weird with my heel. Throughout the morning it kept getting worse and finally I looked down at my shoe and noticed that the sole of my shoe was hanging off of my shoe. The whole heel and part of the mid-sole was no longer attached to my shoe! My sister, after a lot of giggling, suggested that I put a rubber band around my entire show so that at least the whole sole won't fall off. That eventually stopped working and I ended up using a combo of packing tape and rubber bands to keep my shoe together. Luckily my pants were long enough to cover my shoe and no one was the wiser.

As soon as I got home I threw those shoes in the trash. Those shoes are cursed. They are the ones I bought that turned into 2 right feet when I got home. They are also the ones I was wearing when I full on tripped on my hands and knees walking to Ruth's Chris with my co-workers. They were also the ones I was wearing when my window stopped working (okay that's a bit of a stretch, work with me, k?)

Yep. That's me.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Just to make it an even 10

So I get to work 5-10 minutes early for a change. It's amazing. It's actually refreshing, and it was without rushing in with my hair half wet, with non-matching socks, and my shirt miss-buttoned. I thought it was going to one of those good days.

Well it wasn't. The morning lagged on forever. I found myself dividing my time between multiple projects (granted, that's what used to do, but for the past year or so my main focus has been Mission Bay). Then sometime in the early morning I find out I have to drop something off at the Orange County Bldg. Yuppie. So my sister and I decided to go during lunch and pick up drive thru on the way. We get to McDo drive thru line and lo-and-behold my freaking window would not roll down. All the other windows roll down just fine, mine wouldn't. I had to open my door and yell my order through the side, then to pay, and then to get our food. Once we got to the County Bldg I had to do the same to get my parking structure pass and to give my pass back as we were leaving.

It did this to me once before, when I went to the post office. Then there was the time when the back seat, driver's side window would not roll back up. The CD Player doesn't work anymore either. My car has electrical problems.

Tuesday, January 02, 2007

9th day in a row

You know you have too much time on your hands when you are typing another entry in your blog for the 9th day in a row.

Just a thought.