ovaries in action

Damn that Oprah! I got home early today because I had a dentist appointment at 3pm and was out of there by 3:45 or so ... just in time for Oprah! Of course, I never watch her show because I'm always at work still at that time. And it always seems that on the random times I do catch it, the show is about some psychotherapist helping married couples or something equally boring.

BAH! Today's show, however, was all about real-life heroes. A woman who threw herself onto a little boy being attacked by 2 pit bulls (getting attacked herself in the process), a man who GAVE HIS LIVER to a tiny baby to save her life and risked his life while his liver regenerated, two men who ran into flames to save the driver of a 30,000 gallon fuel truck that had crashed (this was on I-96 in Detroit!) and .... sniff .... letters sent home to families from soldiers overseas just before they died. THEN she brings the heroes out and reintroduces them to the people they've saved. !!! I don't know why I bothered to dry my eyes at each commercial break ... I just started blubbering again when it came back on.

But, I have just the remedy for these sniffles ... working out while watching reruns of 90210 on the Soap channel! YEAH! Another show I never get to see!

This is my Tuesday, y'all.....

i wonder what the Detroit Subgenius population looks like?

Sigh. Sadly, I won't know this go 'round (though I can probably guess...). I was going to go with Mark (yes, he's a nerd) to the Subgenius Devival at the Magic Stick this Saturday. But I forgot about the plethora of events happening that day and, unfortunately, have to forgo the devival in order to make the rest of the night's plans.

In case you want to check it out for yourself, here's the flier:

what kind of name is "Tad?"

So I decided two things today that I'm NOT going to be ashamed about:

1) I really really like teeny-bopper girly romantic flicks (i.e. Win A Date With Tad Hamilton)

and

2) Josh Duhamel (the guy who plays "Tad" on said movie; also on that NBC show Las Vegas) is my new celebrity boyfriend. He is h-o-t HOT. I sorta get that 6th grade fluttery feeling when I see his face. Too bad he's cheating on me with Fergie from Black Eyed Peas.

Nope. I'm NOT ashamed.

all that glitters is gold...

So I created this "My Station" radio station via Yahoo! Launch and I can listen to it whilst logged in to Yahoo! Messenger all day. The beauty of it is that since I can add and delete the artists, every time a new song comes on I think to myself, "What a great song!" One of my all-time favorites, Led Zeppelin, has already played twice today. GRIN. First up was Stairway To Heaven, often referred to as "the greatest song on earth," and one that always makes me think of my first couples roller-skating moment. David Head (yes, that's what I said) asked me to skate. Ugh. See, he had the kind of birth mark that shows up as a different colored patch of hair. Wonky. It's mean! I know! But still ... I thought he was so weird with his dark brown hair and one spot of WHITE on the top/side. (Think of that host that used to be on Talk Soup). You gotta remember, this is before I was aware of "punk" - I was like 9, so his hair was just weird. And his hands were clammy and dammit if he didn't ask me to skate to Stairway! Longest. Song. Ever. (excluding any Grateful Dead jams, which I was equally unaware of at the time). It's an *especially* long song when going around & around in a circle holding the clammy hand of a boy with creepy hair and a puppy-dog eyes for you. But it's sweet to look back on. Yet I give NO credit for my love of Led Zep to Mr. Birth Mark -- he didn't even KNOW the song. At least I was cooler than that. I had hippies for parents. But I digress....

Yeah, so after My Station played me a nice live version of Stairway, a little later it played Ramble On. ROCK! Come on, how can you NOT love a song with direct references to The Lord of the Rings!? Zeppelin were hip before hipsters were born.

Mine's a tale that can't be told,
My freedom I hold dear;
How years ago in days of old
When magic filled the air,
T'was in the darkest depth of Mordor
I met a girl so fair,
But Gollum, the evil one crept up
And slipped away with her.
Her, her....yea.
Ain't nothing I can do, no.
Ramble on. . .

I'm down with the L-Z (yeah, you know me). If you use Yahoo! Messenger and you happen to be logged into it for a good portion of time, I suggest hooking yo'self up with this Launch biznazz. It's a good time, brotha. holla.

Currently playing, you ask? Oh why it's... Next Lifetime (live), Erykah Badu. niiice.
Take a listen for yourself!

i know, i know....

It's been forever since I've written anything in here. Eh, it's not like anyone really cares ... only Trent has really bugged me about it and not even him that much. I just haven't been inspired to say anything. I mean, spent a week going back and forth visiting Grandma at the hospital, have been exercising and trying to eat right (recording in a food log, even!) and just generally hanging out when I'm not at work. Blah, blah, blah.... Nothing of particular interest.

I did have some of the girls over a couple Saturday's ago and we had an enjoyable evening. Kirsten made a delicious apple cobbler, Sam brought candy and champagne, Trent was an honorary girl that night and brought us a copy of Mean Girls to watch, and Jess came by and provided us with her impeccable wit and charm.

Oh ... seeing as how the last post was about Tori tour dates - hah! The onsale dates for those shows have come and gone and talk about hassle! First there was a presale for the shows. It was warned that there was a limited amount of tickets for these presales, but we had NO idea how limited it would turn out to be. Hardly anybody was able to secure any tickets at all during those presales. I was lucky enough to score 2 tickets to the Detroit show in Row C. WEE! But had no luck with NYC or Chicago. So onto the general onsales we went.... yeah. Forget trying for good seats. The brokers and scalpers had those eaten up long ago. :( We managed to get Orch. CC for Chicago, which is about 29th row or so (oh, and my mouse froze in the middle of getting those! had to use the [tab] button to finish!). NYC sold out in, literally, 2 minutes. We were going crazy refreshing the screen, hoping that someone's credit card would get denied or some tickets would be thrown back. Nothing. We resorted to Ebay and bought some 2nd balcony seats for a little more than the most expensive seats in the house. Not bad when you consider the average ticket for the NYC show is going for around $250 now. Sheeeeit.

That's pretty much about it ... oh, I also was able to enjoy a great massage from Angi again. I'm telling you, if you get the chance to sign up while she still needs the practice hours for school ... DO IT. It's a great time. :) We're hoping to plan a "massage night" at my house where I can invite some people over to hang and have Angi set up in my bedroom. We'll see how it pans out...

Sinsuality

ACK! ACK! ACK! ACK! From the official Tori Amos e-newsletter:

TORI ANNOUNCES THE ORIGINAL SINSUALITY TOUR!

4/01/05 Clearwater, FL Ruth Eckard Hall

4/03/05 Orlando, FL Bob Carr Theatre

4/04/05 Atlanta, GA Symphony Hall

4/06/05 Washington, DC Warner Theatre

4/08/05 New York, NY Hammerstein Ballroom

4/11/05 Philadelphia, PA Kimmel Center

4/12/05 Boston, MA Orpheum Theatre

4/14/05 Detroit, MI Detroit Opera House

4/15/05 Chicago, IL Auditorium Theatre

4/17/05 Grand Prairie, TX Nokia Theatre

4/19/05 Denver, CO Paramount Theatre

4/22/05 Seattle, WA Benaroya Hall

4/24/05 San Francisco, CA Davies Symphony Hall

4/25/05 Los Angeles, CA Royce Hall Auditorium

SEE YOU AT THE SHOWS!

I knew she'd have to do a Detroit date ... Tori looooves Detroit. Originally, the rumored dates didn't include Detroit. But we knew ... she really does dig it here. And the OPERA HOUSE, no less! The other thing I've been hyperventilating over is that it's a SOLO tour. No band. Nuh-uh. Just Tori and us. Just the way we like it. :) Jeez ... with only 2 states for the "midwest," tickets are gonna go fast. Good thing Trent & I have a "system."

OMIGOD. I have to pee, I'm so excited!

snifffffffffffffff

Do you ever get a whiff of something so familiar but that you know can't be the actual smell in the air around you right then and there? Like your deceased grandmother's perfume or cooking? Or the smell of the neighbor kid's basement? Or the scent of an old lover? It just wafts by you ever so lightly, but enough to make you stop what you're doing and perk up.

I'm sitting at work and I just caught a whiff of my old band room. If you've ever stepped into a band room, you know there is a distinct scent. That scent grew to be a part of me ... on my clothes, on my hands, in my hair. I spent so much time in that spit-smelling room that I began to like it. And miss it, once it was gone. And there's no way that the band room smell can actually be a part of my work; it has it's own obvious odor.

I just wonder what that means when those old smells come back to haunt you?

valentine's day ... the government way

I took this picture from an email I received from http://www.care2.org/ with regards to their current petition on environmental concerns. Here's a little blurb from their email:

"Love is in the air, but so are soot, smog, and mercury. As Americans across the country celebrate Valentine's Day with their sweethearts, friends, and family, Bush and his Republican allies in Congress are working to rollback 30 years of environmental progress."

Just something else to think about on this V-Day.

Cheesy, I know. But I don't care ... I spent a few years of my life hating the Valentine's Day hooplah. Mostly because I didn't have anyone to spend it with and the person I was still brooding over was a valentine to someone else. But also because I had a problem with the whole "hallmark holiday" thing and the ridiculousness of it all. And the fact that the people you love should be told and shown it all year long, not just on one day. Well, since then I've adopted a new philosophy. I thought back to when I was little and the fun of delivering cute little cards to friends with some candy to remind them that they're special to you. I thought of all the times I came home from school to find a box of chocolates and candy hearts with a mushy card on my bed from my mom. And, most of all, I have someone so wonderful in my life who values our relationship and does, indeed, tell me and SHOW me all year long how important and special I am to him. So, I let my little femi-nazi attitude about V-Day die out and I (re)learned to appreciate the day for what it is and to enjoy it - capitalistic "hallmark" holiday or not.

I hope you - and whoever it is you care about - have a wonderful day.

Last night, Mark took me to Andiamo (Dearborn) for dinner. I love going there and don't go often, which makes it all the more special. Mark and I have now spent 3 special days there and each time it's incredibly romantic and simply perfect. He also gave me a gift certificate to one of my favorite stores, Forever 21 (shut up). After dinner, he stopped and got two giNORmous chocolate-chip cookies and we went home and snuggled up to watch the grammys and indulge in the cookies with Reese's Peanut Butter Cup ice cream. !!! yum. We laid in bed most of the afternoon before dinner and retired to bed early to finish the night out.

Doesn't take much to make me happy. :)

where ma girls at?

just as a side note: don't you hate it, girls, when (as a grown woman, even) your period still sneaks up on you and surprises you in the middle of the night in a most unpleasant way?

Yeah, that's how I had to wake up this morning ... to that fun surprise in my undies and also a heaving case of cramps. gross.

lime sorbet

Trying to explain to a man who speaks very broken English a color called "lime sorbet" is difficult. Initially he called asking for the description of the new colors that have been added for the 2006 Thunderbird and that we have authorized him to make. So I left him a voice mail explaining that they are: pewter metallic, dark blue pearl and lime sorbet. He called back asking "lion what?" hah. After repeating myself a few times I had to explain it to him on a different level. "Let's see...," I started, "it's lime as in citrus fruit ... lime green, and sorbet as in ice cream ... sherbet. you know, LIME SORBET!" haha. He laughed and said he got it. I'm not so sure....

How excited was I to check out Tori's official site and see that they've revamped it and have used GORGEOUS pictures of Tori for the different menu interfaces. Here are a few of my favorites:

How beautiful is SHE!? I can't wait to see her on this tour. I'm so bummed though, Trent and I can't make it out to NYC for her 92nd Y show. For starters, my bills are just way too overwhelming right now to be able to skate off on a NY trip. Also, we found out that it's just going to be an interview - no performance! Now, granted, if I had a ticket and funds to go I wouldn't have really cared! I would just be so excited to see her and to listen to her wonderful stories. But since I have neither, ticket nor money, I am not as bummed knowning that there will only be an interview. Nuts, though.

Yesterday was my follow-up to my blood work at the doctor and I got a clean bill of health! I may be hip, but i'm no hep cat! *wink* Mark and I celebrated by, well ... going home, making dinner and watching Lost, just as we had planned on doing anyways. Damn, I love that show.

Today, my Grandma is having surgery on her back. !!! She's having some pins put in her back and the surgery happens around 12:30pm. If you can remember, send some positive healing thoughts out for my Gramma.

playin' hooky

What a whopper of a weekend, and nothing really happened! I did find out how people can completely turn on you and twist things around so badly that you are seriously scared for them. Yeah, I learned that. What a lesson to learn ... but glad I did. Now I know never to put faith into that person, or a future relationship with that person, again. After that unfortuante, but inevitable life lesson, I whooped some serious ass in a friendly (yet competitive) game of Trivial Pursuit: 90's Edition. Okay, okay ... so I was up against Mark and we're pretty much on the same wavelength so saying I whooped ass is a bit dramatic. But I did win. *GRIN* After that we met up with some of the kids down at Union Street as they were finishing up their dessert & drinks before heading back for another game of TP in bed. Needless to say, we fell asleep in our wedges and nobody wins like that. Owch.

Superbowl Sunday was super for me because I finally took down all of my christmas decorations (and yes, that means my TREE was still up!) and was able to really clean my house and put things back in order. I even got to rearrange a little so I now have a "workout room" - except it's just a workout "cove." But I don't care 'cuz it's MY space (which is much cooler than myspace). Plus I did all my laundry and some grocery shopping all before the game at 6:00pm. Mark was glued to the tube at that point and I tuned in and out while folding laundry, playing on the internet and happily solving crossword puzzles (in case you didn't know, i'm a crossword puzzle FREAK). It was a satisfying, productive yet quiet way to spend a Superbowl. Oh, there was still pizza and chips. Just not as much ... and cleaner.

And since there was no beer to be had, I really had no excuse for calling in to work the next day, except ... well ... i WANTED to. *bratty grin* Ah ... it is a glorious feeling to call in to work on a Monday and spend the day with a friend or significant other who is also off. We lazed around in the morning, freshened up and leisurely headed out to Ann Arbor and a few stores. Never mind that it was drizzling and chilly ... we walked around, got sushi, stopped at the bookstore and just really enjoyed the day together. That night we turned in at Mark's house and played yet another round of TP. This time, the 20th anniversary edition.

I must eat my words. We are NOT on the same wavelength when it comes to any period of time earlier than the 90's. Mark is much smarter. Shucks.

Amazons & Idiots

So I'm driving at lunch today, listening to my bootleg cd of a show Patty did for a radio party and loving her new tune Riding With the Amazons. Before she plays she mentions that she recently heard/read about new findings that the Amazons really did exist. Something about fossils being more closely analyzed and have become proof that these giant, powerful women and a matriarchal society may really have existed. I never doubted it - not since I used to jump around in my underoo's singing the praises of Wonder Woman. I did some hunting and found an article from the UK's Times Online which you can read here. It's really quite interesting.

In other giant women news, I found some dirt on the continuing stupidity and arrogance of Ann Coulter. From the site This Is Rumor Control, I read this:

Canadian Clobbers Coulter: How to Talk to a Fool (If You Really Must)

At last, Ann Coulter had to face a journalist who is more than a blow-dried, talking-head-news-thingy -- someone who actually knows about history -- and Coulter totally flamed out. Last night, the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation's excellent investigative news program, "the Fifth Estate," broadcast a one-hour special on the hijacking of the American media by conservative bullies -- whose knowledge of foreign policy seems to run the gamut from A to B and tends toward scream-o-ramas in which dissenters are accused of being unpatriotic. Of course, it included Coulter who gloated to correspondent Bob McKeown about how her side is "winning and they're loosing." But in the next segment during a rant about how Canada is disloyal for not sending troops to Iraq -- Coulter was finally exposed -- it just isn't clear from the exchange if she is genuinely confused or purposefully misrepresenting the truth. We'll report so you can decide.

Coulter: "Canada used to be one of our most loyal friends and vice-versa. I mean Canada sent troops to Vietnam - was Vietnam less containable and more of a threat than Saddam Hussein?"

McKeown interrupts: "Canada didn't send troops to Vietnam."

Coulter: "I don't think that's right."

McKeown: "Canada did not send troops to Vietnam."

Coulter (looking desperate): "Indochina?"

McKeown: "Uh no. Canada ...second World War of course. Korea. Yes. Vietnam No."

Coulter: "I think you're wrong."

McKeown: "No, took a pass on Vietnam."

Coulter: "I think you're wrong."

McKeown: "No, Australia was there, not Canada."

Coulter: "I think Canada sent troops."

McKeown: "No."

Coulter: "Well. I'll get back to you on that."

McKeown tags out in script: "Coulter never got back to us -- but for the record, like Iraq, Canada sent no troops to Vietnam."

ahhh... i love it. she's such a stupid bitch. ooh! forgive! (but she is). i'm sad i missed the audio clip that Al Franken played on his Air America Radio show. But for other stupid fun, check out this picture & caption that was posted on Al's section of the site:

wachootalkin'bout, groundhog?

blah. so it's february and it's still cold and it's still gloomy and damn that groundhog and his shadow! in happier news, i've been on my elliptical and i LOVE it. Let's not think about the fact that I bought a bag of Reese's Peanut Butter cups (the bite size kind) and have had a few each day. OR the fact that Mark's dad (as part of an inside joke) bought me a 3 POUND box of cheezits. sigh. Still ... I've been fairly good.

I've also had some pretty bizzare-o dreams lately. One was really freaky and was about a ghost in my house who kept changing my decor and stacking things up around the house, just to prove it's existance. Which, of course, just freaked me out. It was one of those dreams that was SO scary in the dream but sounds lame when you tell it aloud. I also had a dream about Adriana and a purse. Let's just say that she would never have a pink suede handbag from Marshall Field's Spring Fling Clearance Sale (is there such a thing?) ... but she did in my dream! And I pissed her off by writing all over it in permanent marker. WHAT!? I dunno....

I'm excited to report that VLB will be in concert in March! She sings with a chamber choir, Vox Humana, and they will be performing in Royal Oak. I can't wait to see her! I've really got to do some "hanging out" with people soon. I've been basically a home-body the past few weeks, mostly with good reason, but I fear I'm becoming boring. egads. That cannot happen. For starters, I need to have some serious girl time with the chicks. I haven't seen my girls in eons, it feels like. Maybe another dinner party is in order? The pot-luck kind, like I had a couple years ago? That was a smashing success! Everyone brought such wonderful food and having the buffet style setup and the fire going and lots of wine was just delightful. Hmmm. I think I need to consider doing that one again.

Keep an eye on your inboxes, folks. You might be getting a evite from me soon!

Also Sprach Zarathustra softly plays...

*drum roll crescendo* TA DAH! It's here! The Pro-Form 800 is finally in my possession! Sitting at my house, 98% put together and (almost) ready to ride! Too bad my cold is still here and making me feel like utter shit. oh, AND i have a belly ache. But that won't stop me! I can't wait to get outta this place (work) and head home to finish up the last bit of installation and then WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH my cares away! eh... let's hope i feel that wonderfully about it tomorrow.

I also need to make it my routine to cook up good, healthy food - large amounts at a time - at the beginning of my week so that I can just reheat stuff when I get home from work. Part of the reason I never cook for myself, besides hating to cook for just me, is that I don't feel like it. But if I already have a vat of tofu/tempeh grilled up and have already chopped up whatever veggies I may want in advance, then I'm halfway there. It's true that bad habits are hard break. Very easy to fall into, though. I just need a new routine when it comes to eating/working out. And getting up in the morning for work. I'm awful about that.

eep. I probably shouldn't make myself too sore tonight; I have a massage with Angi tomorrow, and I hear she hurts so good like John (Cougar?)Mellencamp. hmmm.....

current music: Putumayo Presents: New Orleans

*cough*

I'm wondering if my house is making me feel worse. I have this cold - and to others I probably don't sound so bad because I'm not really stuffed up in the nose and my cough is a dry kind of cough that just sounds like an average, clear-your-throat sound. But I have a constant tickle that makes me cough and my throat has been aching. And with my house having such dry heat, and me not having a humidifier, I'm sure it's not helping the dull nagging ache. Especially in the mornings, being that I sleep with my mouth wide open. Most unattractive. I'm also extra sleepy; a sure sign of being ill.

This being the case, I haven't really had anything going on. Especially nothing of particular importance or interest to write about in here. I haven't even really gone out of my house except to go to work. Mark has been at his parents house the past couple days (good things brewing in that arena!) and I've just been lazing around like a sloth. It's just as well since I'm so broke these days. But I do think we're going to be venturing out tonight ... an actual bar! I haven't seen the inside of a bar in a looooong time. But, being Sam's birthday on Monday, Ben and she are going to see some bands play tonight at the Lager House and the rest of us kids have been asked to come along. Should be a fun time, if I don't choke on my coughs and the bar stink.

In other "yay!" news, I got my W2's finally and was able to do my taxes in about 10 minutes, for only $15.95 using TaxAct Online. I used them last year and was impressed. I also got my refund back in half the time they said it would take (roughly 5 days), so Mark and I both used it this year. I'm getting a sizable refund and plan to make some payments to loans I'm currently chipping away at. I also plan to pay the remainder of my elliptical machine off and bring the bitch home, finally (i'm so fat). AND I plan to save a bit for our vacation (hopefully) in March. Sigh. I really should take part of it and open a Roth IRA or something, but ... I can't fathom using all the money for "adult" things.

I like to keep a healthy balance of responsible-adult behavior and you-only-live-once-and-you-never-know-when-you'll-die-so-have-fun-now behavior about me. Hell, I could be 65 and wealthy and run off to Jamaica then, after waiting all my life to pay off bills and save money. OR I could go now, when I'm scraping by and have no savings to my name, but at least I'm still able to enjoy life and smoke some weed and have great sex. :)

It's really an easy decision.

los squishy?

In the advent of Stephen's (from The Real OC) cancellation at The Necto, I've been avidly looking up all that I can find on our favorite rich teens. So far I've found, and am not so sure it's real, Lo's journal {ding! ding! order UP!} as well as Deiter's charity run site (this one is real). sigh.

oh, and btw: I scored a 38% on the "How Laguna Beach are you?" Quizie!
What about you?

i officially cannot wait for Laguna Beach 2 now.

Friend: "If you and Stephen ever had babies, they'd be so good looking."
Kristin: "They would, 'cause Stephen's all tan."

sha-sh-sh shake that ass, girl

The past few days have been spent shoveling myself out of my house and driveway, tending to my sick babydoll and trying to eat healthier. Needless to say, it was a less than eventful weekend. I did hang with my mom and aunts on Friday night for Lisa's birthday; we ate at Macaroni Grill (got our desserts paid for!), then we saw Sideways and then hung out at a new Irish pub on that side of town called The Claddagh. Then Saturday came the snow ... and all the parking tickets! I swear, Dearborn police have nothing better to do than to send several cars at a time out to the subdivisions and write people up for being in the way of the snow plow. Funny how AFTER they ticketed us and we moved our cars, they still haven't plowed the spots they couldn't get to in the first place ... It's been 3 days.

But in happier news, I took Mark on a surprise mini-date last night. I had already planned on it, but wasn't sure if we still were gonna go since he hadn't been feeling well. We decided to still go and he was so surprised and excited to find that we were going to see The Grateful Dead Movie that was recently digitally remasterd in High-Definition and released for three days only at the Emagine theater.

The film is basically a night at a Dead show in 1977 somewhere in California with backstage footage and MUCH crowd & fan footage, coupled with some trippy animation. Jerry Garcia was the director. It was great to see a show like that, since I never had the opportunity to go to a show while Jerry was alive. Mark's been to too many to count and misses every minute of it. It was funny, the folks dancing, spinning - "noodle" dancing, if you will - didn't really look too much different from the folks you see at today's "hippie shows." It was an interesting time capsule of a film. And it sure did make me wanna get up in the aisles and boogie.

inaugur...blah blah blah blah... day

Yeah, so technically, it's January 20th following an election year, and so this is Inauguration Day. I don't so much like to refer to it as that since a complete moron and a danger to our nation is being sworn in again. I just don't understand the 51% of the people that actually thought this would be a good idea. I know, I know.... i know all the different reasons someone might have voted that way. Anything from being brainwashed about GWB's take on Iraq to the religious factor down to the i-don't-really-care-and-i-didn't-like-Kerry factor. It just baffles me ... still.

And besides all that, the whole $40+ million going towards this "party" to swear the idiot in just absolutely disgusts me. Never, in any climate of our nation, does that kind of money need to be spent. But especially now, when we are losing money by the second to this war and when the rest of the world is in turmoil over the devastation of the tsunami ... why would someone so arrogantly lavish themselves in celebration this way? What a message. Yep, rest of the world ... you're gonna keep on hating us, aren't you? sigh.

At least I can take comfort in another completely capitalistic gala: the North American Detroit Auto Show. Sad thing is, I work for the industry. Ah well... at least I'm still a struggling peon here, so I have an excuse for staying and needing the money. ::gulp:: right? Anyways ... about 8 of us are about to head out of here, down to Pegasus for lunch and then to the auto show. Should be a good, albeit way too warm, day. (the auto show is always excruciatingly hot). Perhaps I'll have updates about the show later ... unless it's just way too boring. hah - more likely i'll have updates on the mullets and bling i see down there instead. later...

a bit of good luck

As I went through my pile of receipts that I racked up over the long weekend and entered them into my checkbook ledger, I came across my receipt from Whole Foods and realized (a little too late) that the cashier didn't ring up my Hemp Seed Oil, which was $12.99! Here I was pissed because I forgot to give her my $2 off coupon for the hand-soap I bought, but really I saved a lot more. Which is nice, since i's a broke-ass-ho.

Not sure if this will karmically come back to haunt me - but it was a nice treat to find, nonetheless.