that's four bangs.

This was an interesting weekend to say the least. First there was Knott’s Scary Farm on Friday night. It was definitely not as scary as I remembered though I did scream a couple of times. Those freakin’ monsters always got me with the hand in the face trick. We walked through a couple of mazes and topped the night off with Montezuma’s Revenge…which was awesome!! At the end of the night Francis and I agreed that while we had a lot of fun we would probably never go to Knott’s Scary Farm again. There are way too many people!!

Saturday was Krizzle’s birthday; we celebrated the Irvine Spectrum with dinner and a night of comedy. Javier’s was muy delicioso. The best part was when I spilled water all over Meghan while reaching for some very addicting chips…sorry dude.
So, I know Bionicbrian already wrote about this, but “yeah…boi.” We went to the 11:00 show of John Witherspoon (aka Ice Cube’s dad from “Friday”) at the Improv. Now I think going to the last show of the night is not a good idea because by 11 the comics are drunk, tired and bored. But I’m not sure that Mr. Witherspoon was much better for the first two shows. In fact, I’m not even sure why on earth he is allowed to do stand up comedy. The guy was so horrible Brian and I were laughing at him the whole time. His lack of talent was hilarious.

He started the set off with 3 minutes of “Friday” quotes. I don’t remember that movie well enough to understand what he was talking about. And to top it all off he does not articulate himself very well. There were whole sentences that sounded like a one-year-old’s chatter. His routine consisted of some random thoughts on real estate…who cares? Then talk of Bush’s bad week. “They should indict Colin Powel”…um, okay that was like five years ago. Then he commented on Shaq leaving the Lakers…um, are you serious? Didn’t Shaq leave over a year ago? But the real kicker was when he pulled out his list of “embarrassing black people.” Number one on the list…DIANA ROSS!!! Brian and I almost lost it. Did he really just start talking about Diana Ross? Has he watched TV or picked up a newspaper in the past 20 years? Number two…Michael Jackson. Okay, we thought, this could be a little more current. That thought was shot down as soon as Mr. Witherspoon went into a five-minute rendition of a Michael Jackson song circa 1978. He sang for the rest of the show. He ended the show with a “happy Halloween…oh and by the way, you can buy an autographed t-shirt for $20 or an autographed Polaroid picture for $20… or you can go on my website and buy my greeting cards.” His website? Well that’s “BANG BANG BANG BANG” four bangs dot com. It almost seems unreal. Brian brought up a good point though. If the show had been good we would have less to talk about… Happy Birthday Krizzle!!!

nano this.

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happy happy joy joy...

I slept through the whole night!!!!!!!!!! No waking up at 2, tossing and turning until 5... went to bed at 10:30, woke up at 7:00. Yay!!!!!!! Who cares if I took Tylenol PM and I still feel tired. This is going to be a good weekend!!

and we're not having hot mush today...

I love "Annie". It was the first movie I saw in a movie theater. I remember going w/ my parents, sitting on the left side of the theater, eating popcorn and LOVING the movie. I was three. As a kid I had an "Annie" dress, a stuffed dog just like Sandy, a red wig, and black shoes. Not only was I Annie for Halloween I also wore the outfit to school. I can sing every song word for word by memory... ask Brian I've done it for him.

So now, as an adult, when I eat Indian food for lunch and order the Veggie Combo w/ spinach I look down at my plate covered in green mush and smile. It reminds me of Miss Hannigan.

"we're having cold mush"

low point.

This day is taking forever. And the longer it goes on the worse I feel. My stomach hurts. My brain hurts. I can feel the circles under my eyes increasing by the second. My boss asked if I was losing blood because I look so pale.
I need sleep. I haven't had a good night sleep in so long which is probably part of the reason I'm so depressed. Last night I went to sleep at 10 and woke up at 12:30 and didn't go back to sleep until 5! My head is out of control....it won't stop. I get songs stuck in my head during the middle of the night that won't go away. Then I start stressing out about how I'm not sleeping and how tired I'm going to be in the morning. It's a never ending cycle that is killing me. I have no motivation for anything.
I really need to change. This blog can't be about depression...who would want to read that? it's depressing.

she's so cute...

dude. I feel so sick to my stomach right now. It's hard to concentrate on work when you feel like you're going to puke all over your office. How embarrassing would that be? Well maybe more funny than embarrassing. Remember when bodily function stuff was brutally embarrassing? Now I could really give a shit (no pun intended)... though barfing all over my computer would not be fun. I'd have to scrap chunks of vomit out from in between the cracks on my keyboard. That would be disgusting and I'm sure my co-workers would not appreciate the smell. All this talk is making sick to my stomach.
If Brian was here he would say, "She's so cute. She squirts mayonnaise into her mouth and then pops in a hardboiled egg...it's so cute." hahahaha...
ohmigod...just typing that made my stomach churn.

pablo

Hello from Pablo, Brian's new powerbook. He is so pretty and sleak. but it is hard to get used to a laptop. And this is truly a laptop...he's sitting on my lab and i'm online typing this. so cool. Team B has finally entered 2005... it's about time.

feelin' bue.

Yesterday was bad. I could really feel myself slipping into a depression. I've been really bummed out lately. Not about anything in particular, ya know how it works. Yeah work has been stressful lately but not enough to start any anti-depressant cravings. And I'm unhappy about some family issues...but we all know those problems have been a constant in my life. I'm stressed about money and I hate where I live...but who doesn't?
So I don't know what it is now that makes me so sad. Perhaps a combination of it all. Or maybe it's all that Armageddon talk...that really does get to me. I start to think what the fuck is the point of anything, it's all going to end soon. I blame it on the conservatives.
Today I am feeling better. I'm still tired and not entirely positive about anything (except of course my three day weekend). But knowing that today is better than yesterday helps a lot. This is all mental anyway. I need to just zen myself out of the bad feelings.

A few complaints...

1.) I am too old and too short to attend shows. Brian and I went to see Iron and Wine last night. (happy birthday to me from Francis...thanks, dude). The show was great. The Wiltern is beautiful. Sam Beam's music is beautiful. All the beautiful things aside... I can't stand for too long w/out my knees and back hurting. I constantly reposition myself trying to get comfortable. And if that isn't bad enough I couldn't see the stage AT ALL. I'm too short and the 7 foot tall guys in front of me were not helping. The whole time I was moving around trying to find a hole in between people in which I could see part of the stage, any part would have helped. So I've decided that I can only attend shows that either have seats or no people.

2.) I need a new brain because my current brain is full of stressful work thoughts. All I think about is work. Even when I'm standing behind tall guys listening to beautiful music I start thinking about the style number of the random top I just sold. When I lay awake in bed, even if I take Tylenol PM, my brain is consumed by lists of who I need to email, what the cost of things are, if the colors we chose were right. Don't get me wrong. I like my job. I just wish it didn't take up 95% of my thoughts. My new brain will be 80% calm, relaxing, peaceful thoughts and 20% stressful work and family related thoughts. While I'm at it I'm going to add 17 more IQ points.

3.) I'm lazy. This whole not working out thing is no good. I was so proud of myself for running a marathon and sticking to the workouts. But now I am fat and lazy again. Yes my back and knees hurt constantly (see #1) but I need to start making changes to solve that problem. Can someone please start yelling at me to run again?!! I need a harsh trainer. I'm out of shape and I hate it!!!!

4.) I don't like conservatives. Yesterday on NPR some idiot was saying that he would prefer a supreme court judge to have evangelical beliefs over judicial experience. Some other idiot said, "opposition to Harriet Miers is the work of the devil." These are the people running our country. It is so depressing.

monday monday

Rainy Mondays are not as fun as rainy Sundays. Infact... this Monday sucks!!!!

rainy day

I love rainy days. We walked down to 2nd street this morning for coffee and breakfast, via the long way so we could cheer on the marathoners. I was having major memory overload... all the runners looked so tired and done. We stopped at Starbucks for some coffee and then went across the street for croissants. To our very pleasant surprise we ran into Kersten and her aunt. Kersten's uncle was running the marathon. He's training for Kona, too. I felt like saying, "yeah, well my friend nek is probably going to kick your husband's ass. he rocks." but I didn't say that because she seemed really proud. The rain came while we were outside enjoying our croissants so we got to walk all the way home in the rain. It was so refreshing. Later in the afternoon we went to see "elizabethtown"... very disappointing. Now we are relaxing and watching "elf"...one of our favorites.
I love rainy sundays!!!

i heart the inferno

I hate when I can feel a cold coming on...I've had this feeling for weeks now. The lack of sleep and extreme stress is not helping. I think I've taken 400 "emergen-c" packs since last week.
I can't believe it's only Thursday. I need a nice long weekend with nothing to do. The LB marathon is on Sunday. In the past I have complained about the Long Beach Marathon because I can't leave my neighborhood. Not to mention we are woken up at 6:30 in the morning as the runners pass our house. But this year I have a different attitude. Mainly because after running a marathon I understand how important it is to hear people cheering you on at 6:30am! But also because I'm looking forward to being a prisoner in my own house. I want to sit on the couch and not move until it's time to eat. Let's all pray there is some sort of lame MTV marathon on Sunday... if only there was a new season of the Inferno!!!

pizza face.

I am so tired and stressed out. I haven't slept in a couple of days. All day long everyone said, "wow, rebecca, you look tired. do you want another coffee." thanks. To top it off I have the zit from hell. It is huge and right under my eye. There is no covering it up. This sucks!!! At least I was too busy to eat today, maybe now I will lose some weight. oh wait...I'm having pizza for dinner.

today is saturday...

and i have to work tomorrow. AND it's only 7:50 and I'm tipsy. what is wrong with this picture?

we're old.

Today Brian discovered the first gray hair in his beard. He showed it to me and I quickly noticed another. He asked me if it made me feel better about my gray hair. To which I replied, "considering you're two years older than me and I turned white a year before you umm, NO, it doesn't." But then I started jumping up and down, "we're growing old together. how cute!" Maybe our kids will pop out with premature gray.

the way to work.

Ocean Blvd. to the 710 North. exit Washington or take the 5N to the 10W, exit Los Angeles. go right on Main st. go right into parking garage. go up to office. turn on computer. sit there for 8 hours. repeat, this time take lefts.

The same way everyday, aside from the freeway variance which I only do to spice up my life...isn't it exciting?!! So today I took the 5 to the 10 because I felt spicy. But instead of going up to Main I turned right on Los Angeles. Now this is the scary part...I didn't realize I was on Los Angeles until I was ready to turn into the parking garage and noticed it was not there. I drove all the way down, about 1.5 miles or so, before waking up. I drove to work in a complete daze. Isn't that scary? Scary not only because I could have had an accident but scary because my life is so mundane I don’t even pay attention anymore.

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Brian and I went to the happiest place on earth last Sunday. We were happy. It was a fun day. I think we were only inside the park for 5 hours or so and only went on three rides. But when you have free tickets you don't feel the need to "get your money's worth." I was amazed at how small everything looked. Did the Matterhorn shrink? I also couldn't get over the corporate sponsors. The freakin' autopia cars are now the Chevron cars. And Space Mountain is sponsored by Fedex. what the?

The highlight of the day was sitting on a bench in New Orleans square for 45 minutes people watching. The people that go to Disneyland are great!! A fun game we played...guess who's from the midwest. That guy has his pants pulled up to his chin, he's wearing sandals with black socks, he has a ponytail and bangs...he's definitely not from around here. We were dying laughing watching everyone circle around the bench trying to find the bathroom. I'm talking 5 or 6 times we would see the same group of people walk by.
"where's the bathroom. i don't see it. there are no signs."
"hee hee hee...we know where the bathroom is but we're not going to tell you. we'd rather laugh at you."
we are mean like that.

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