There's a hole in my straw :-{

Date: 1.4.13 - the first Friday of the new year! 

Mood: Meh....
Health: I actually slept decently last night!!!  Strange strange dreams though...

Weather: clear and pretty and COLD

Outfit: grey jeans, white 3/4 sleeved tshirt with a bedazzled peace sign in the middle (shut up - its pretty!!) my fave black overlay thingy (its like a cardigan... but its cotton... and no buttons, so I dunno what to call it) many pinkish colored stripey socks and the same ol ugly black shoes as all week...  (seeing a pattern yet? LOL) No makeup as of yet... I think I'm starting to scare people... LMAO!!

Song of the Day: "One Headlight" The Wallflowers - actually, that's the 2nd song I heard this morning... the first one was "That's the Way" by KC and the Sunshine Band... however, I only actually heard the last 20 seconds or so of it - so I can't actually count it.  LOL!

Pic of the day: I'm gonna paint you a mental picture today b/c I wasn't able to whip out  my phone while driving 60mph on the interstate this morning in order to catch this most awesome sight.... 
So I'd been riding behind this 18wheeler for half my journey down the interstate and finally I had an opening to get over into the right lane, which would take me to my exit... natch, I sped up b/c I'm terrified of riding on the ass corner of a big rig b/c they can't see me there... 
when I got up to the middle of the trailer of the truck I see a pair of eyes staring at me...  *gasp* WTF??? 
As I said, by this time I'm going 60mph around a curvy spot in the road so I couldn't exactly turn my head and stare.... but I glanced over enough times to confirm that - yup - I was being watched....  by a truckload of COWS !!!  Its not like I was just catching black-and-white glimpses through the slats in the truck.. no... They were shoving each others heads out of the way in order to look through the largest hole at their eye level in order to peek out at the world... and in doing so - I got a clear view of atleast 3 cows faces! 
Being the hippie that I am, I prefer to believe that these cows are off to a joyful day at a lovely cow amusement park full of different colored grassy pastures and cud-chewing contests... :D
*end of mental picture*

Daily Rantings: I can't actually say that I have anything in particular to "rant" about this morning... other than the fact that there's a hole in my straw... >:(
My husband makes a bit of fun of me for it - but I prefer to drink my coffee with a straw... yes... even hot coffee... I dunno why... I just like it. 
Because of this odd habit of mine, we buy boxes of throw-away straws at the grocery store to keep at home for my daily pre-work coffee.  Usually, if I've chosen a defective straw, I catch it before leaving the house so I can promptly dispose of the offending thing and get a new one.  Today, however, I was in a bit of a hurry and didn't notice until I was in the car and out of the driveway that *gasp* there's a hole...  Thankfully its not so big as to completely prevent my coffee drinking... but it slows the process considerably.... so here I am at work, and I still have coffee to drink (usually its long gone by the time I actually get here).  So all in all, I guess its not a horrible thing... though still annoying. 
(told you I was a dork... who else do you know that can ramble on for an entire paragraph about a hole in a straw?? LMAO!!!!) 

Mid-Day Rantings

Random bitchy thoughts that have been building up all day

(please keep in mind that these are in fact MY opinions/thoughts)
--- maybe I should also reiterate that i do have 2 different individuals in mind... so... this is really just me being mad that them

1. Any man who says they would rather have a “thick” woman, or a woman with “meat on her bones” is full of shit. If given the option of some super-hot model on the pages of a magazine, or some random fat chick… guys are NOT gonna skip up the hot babe. Seriously. Shut up.

2. Fact: research shows that men would rather date a recovering drug addict than a fat woman: www.menshealth.com/weight-loss/i-hate-fat-people

3. If a woman isn’t happy with herself, or with her life, it doesn’t matter what someone else says to try to make her happy or see herself differently. How she sees herself is her ultimate truth and nothing anyone else thinks can change it just because they see it another way.

4. HEY! It’s MY goddamn body! If I want to hate it I can! It’s no “skin off your back!” so what’s it to you anyway?! stfu

5.            Women’s Health Opinion Chart (are you allowed to have an opinion on Women’s Health?)

Do you have a vagina?

>Yes – proceed

>No – SHUTTHEFUCKUP!

True Colors

Okay - right now - with all of you lovely readers as my witnesses... I shall show my true colors....

I'm a complete and total NERD !!! 

A geek, dweeb... whatever your word of choice might be... that's who I am!!!  I've fought it long enough... and here I am to finally admit to it!

*whew* I feel better. 

What brought on this huge life-changing realization, you might ask???

.....please ask..... 

I  left the office for lunch a little while ago and upon my return, I saw........ a few aisles away....... in the same parking lot where I was sitting........
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 ***** a DELOREAN *****

Straight from the most awesome 80s trilogy "Back to the Future" a fire-trail leaving, license-plate spinning, time traveling Delorean !!!!!!!!! 

*nerdgasm*

I must retire back to my dull office-drone work in order to calm myself down....

TTFN



Wiggle, wiggle wiggle HEY!  (I work out) 8:00AM

Today’s Date: 1.3.13
Mood: I’m in that weird transitional spot where I’m exhausted… but the coffee is just started to kick in and I’ve got some good tunes pumping in my ear and I cant help but want to groove to it while sitting “indian style” in my office chair.
            Hum. Is “indian style” p.c? what is the p.c. version?
                        TO GOOGLE!
                                    “criss-cross” – I am sitting CRISS CROSS in my chair
                                                                                          Make ya wanna jump, jump?
                                                                                                     …aaaaand now I’m showing my age

ALSO: Day 3 without a single cigarette. Yesterday the cravings were pretty bad… especially after a long, stressful day at work and getting into even more stressful rush hour traffic. – I may have been brake checking people, but I didn’t smoke! HA!!   

Health: again: working on it
Outfit: off white/cream sweater (from Kohl’s) with a studded skull on the front. Dark wash jeans (from Cato’s) Nike running shoes (black)--but that doesn’t go with your outfit—look here! I just really didn’t feel like wearing heels today. ‘kay?! get off it.
>>> still the same black nail polish. It looks like garbage… but at this rate, I’m just keeping it. I broke my thumbnail last night anyway and it pissed me off so I don’t care what my nails look like right now. But I am definitely getting some better polish tomorrow.
>>>accessories: black, chunky bangle bracelet. No earrings

Weather:  I think it’s supposed to be in the 50’s today. I’ll refrain from bitching… for now
Currently reading: 11/22/63 – Stephen King  (and Fitness Magazine January Issue, and Women’s Health Magazine January/February Issue)

Thought/Quote of the Day:

“Don't get too comfortable with who you are at any given time - you may miss the opportunity to become who you want to be.” -Jon Bon Jovi

Song of the Day: Maroon 5 – Wake Up Call (just in a Maroon 5 mood apparently… mmmmm Adam Levine) Wake Up Call
Picture of the Day:

Ranting and Rambling:

WARNING!!! GYM RANT ahead!

*sigh* Okay. So. I get funny when I get into “gym mode”. And I don’t mean “HAHA” funny… I mean… touchy funny. I take this shit seriously. [good for me] The problem: I get MAD when I see others there NOT taking it seriously. For example: the young lady on the elliptical beside my treadmill. Let me paint you a picture- I’m in Danskin, carpi leggings made for running, an Everlast hoodie, got my Nike running shoes on, a ball cap and not a drop of makeup. Running hard. Sweating harder. This bitch… has makeup on like she’s going to the club, hair perfect, wearing lounge pants and a t-shirt, going 2.5 (maybe) and texting…… *blood begins to boil* TEXTING?!?!!!!! TEXTING!!!!!!! WTF is wrong with you if you are in the gym TEXTING!! Put that shit down for an hour and MOVE! I mean….. where the fuck do you think you are?! Gold’s? And that’s just one person out of the handful that grate my nerves at the gym.

WORK RANT ahead!

I work in customer service. But let me explain something. Calling in and whining like a fucking 5 year old b/c you didn’t get your way to corporate, is NOT how to “fix” something. Like the store is “Dad” and corporate office is “Mom”. Dad tells you no, so you go crying to Mom. And what does Mom say? ‘Ask your father.’ – But for some goddamn reason, people think if they call and “tell on” the store that we will hold their hands and cradle them and say. “oh! It’s okay, customer. Here! Here’s $200 to make you feel better.” DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT! I seriously just had a “gentleman” tell me he was mad about a manufacturer problem (WE JUST SELL THIS SHIT!! WE DON’T MAKE IT!) and wanted me to give him $200 for satisfaction. A- it’s under warranty, I happen to know you’re getting a new one. B- I’m in another state, I cant wave my magic wand and make $200 magically appear in your grimy little hand. C- THAT’s NOT HOW IT WORKS!

Misc. thoughts ahead!

You know what… I feel good. I’m sore. But I like it. Sore muscles are your body’s way of applauding you on a job well done!!! I wish I had fuller eye lashes, longer, thicker, shinier hair and long, strong nails, a better complexion…. I definitely want a toned body. I don’t need to be a Victoria’s Secret angel… but fit.

-Gotta go make that $! brb

                                                                                                             

xoxo - Roxy