I wish I had a better memory. Have you ever had moments happen in your life worth remembering, and you making a mental note saying: This is so xanga worthy, I'm going to write about it so I can look back and remember how stupid this or that was?...but then when you get to the weblog entry page you draw a blank for anything interesting to say. Okay, so maybe that's just me thinking in xanga terms--But I'm convinced we all have loserish moments to a similar degree. Mental notes are normally made after I've discovered a new irritant in life: like slow creepy elevators in the public policy building. They're so spooky and inefficient that I've resorted to 6 flights to stairs every dang day. But there's always a brighter side to things. More exercise! Burning calves. Huffing and puffing. Cardio! Though I did read in a recent article on MSN (which could easily be the tabloid of all internet newsmedia..but I seem to always get pulled in by their catchy top 10 lists--whatever the topic may be) that obese people are becoming more attractive. Yay for being happy with you you are. But I still don't think it's very healthy...sadly I think thin will always be in because we always strive for the things we can't have. Like in the olden days when food was scarce, fat was in. Now food is abundant...thin is in. It's sad that we can't ever be truly content in what we have...we always want more or something different. And then when you realize you really don't want anything, people think there's something wrong with you.

Nothing is worse than having to wake up at 6:00am to move your car out of the street by 6:30 am because of street construction. Darn civil engineers. Be more efficient, will you? It was freezing this morning and there was a slight breeze...With my car dewed up and the wind blowing construction dust toward Ferrah (my car's name), it was like elmer's glue and sprinkles of pixie glitter. Sunday's car wash was futile. I give up.

I'll probably be stuck in my office forever tonight. Internet is my bane. My co-worker/office neighbor is telling me over AIM how irritated he is with double standards in female/male relationships. Tip of the day for dudes: If your girlfriend asks what you think and you don't have an opinion, don't answer with "I don't care." (even if you really don't) She would rather hear "Whatever you prefer, honey." It will make you appear to be a sweetheart. She'll be happy, you'll be happy, you can thank my co-worker later. But if you do have an opinion, be sure to voice it (but carefully). Be a man dang it! (I'm convinced there are only a few of those left.) 

This game has got me into stalker/paranoid mode. Stalking my victim is not as easy as you think. And I'm paranoid that I'll be assassinated. Another preditor/prey situation. I think it's a good thing I live a pretty low-profiled life. I'm morphing into hermit-woman.

Yes! AACF moved to Monday nights! Ultra Cool.

You know that you're a compulsive buyer when you have clothes hanging in your closet with tags still on them from a year ago. Kenny, Des, Terry and I went to go shopping at Camarillo this weekend after retreat--bought another purse... I've got to remind myself to use it because I spent a good 15 minutes stalking a korean woman around the coach outlet who was holding the exact same purse but in a slightly slightly lighter shade hoping that she would put it down so I could pounce on the lighter shade, but gave up after a sales person offered her one of those big shopping bags you get at stores like ross to hold all your potentials...she was also holding 2 other potentials...Kenny says I have old lady taste

Question: Do you still consider yourself a guy/girl or do you consider yourself a man/woman? When do you officially make the transition to the latter?

Santa Barbara and Saylor's was beautiful! God is awesome always.

A little late, but my new year's resolutions:

1. Buy less.

2. Take the stairs instead of the elevator when it's under 5 flights.

3. Smile more often.

4. Call my sister.

5. Say "goodmorning" to passer-byers when I go jogging.

Happy 22nd Birthdy, Tracy! You're one amazing chica, and I'm so lucky to have you as a friend! Can't wait to see you today.  We had a pseudo birthday celebration for you at The Stinking Rose, but claimed it was Char's birthday instead (just so we could get free garlic ice cream and mole sauce) and sang the birthday song. If you were there we'd feel less guilty.

There was one time when Char went to the Stinking Rose and came back with some rank breath...and started breathing on me in my sleep. She said I mumbled something like, "Dang, Char-Our room really smells..." and rolled over to fall back asleep. I hope I don't smell today.

I want to learn how to perfectly poach eggs so that I could make eggs benedict.

The uncertainties in life can be so daunting at times, and sometimes I feel as though the decisions I want to make are those that may cause me to fall victim in this vicious game we're all trapped in. It's just a matter of which you are: preditor or prey. As for now, I have to head to class. Yippee!