"...no dead end in sight..."

quick before work

I've been doing the treadmill for approximately six days and tonight is my twofer. As in, I worked out this morning, but I also have to work out tonight so I can shower tonight so I don't wake pookie up tomorrow with the hair dryer. I also get to sleep in until 6 AM tomorrow morning :D

Let's see...there was something else I was going to update about but I forgot. OH. Picking up pills tonight - that wasn't what I was going to say but I forgot so here it is - and the expensive pills they allege will fix my colon are only going to be like $65. HOORAY, TYVM INSURANCE. That's still going to be a disgusting pill bill with my BC thrown in but it's better than the $200 I thought they would be without insurance stepping in and DOING THEIR JOBS. Hm. 

Also today I'm starting my final research paper for this stupid class. We're all in Week 6 and the message boards have gone eerily quiet because I think everybody is too busy FREAKING OUT over our final, which opened yesterday, to post anything relevant. I'm pretty sure I'm going to make like a 30 on the final but I'm still going to study hard and hope to at least kick it in the butt with both feet.

Also today I'm rescheduling my gastrointestinal appointment for next month. And calling the rats' vet to go ahead and take them both in this Saturday. I was just going to take BrenRat but last night when I was cuddling with them PetPet started sneezing and I thought OH SWELL. So they're both going to get dosed.

Hopefully I can still have lunch with Laurie From Work, because she is pretty awesome :D but today is also one of those Crazy Meeting Days so we'll see -_-

Work awaits, yall, so I will probably update more latah~

left brain//right brain

Sometimes I think that the reason why I have so many left-side of my body-type problems is because my right brain is being stunted by not being creative enough.

That's a stupid theory, I know, but I have tons of problems with the left side of me. Maybe it's the way I'm sleeping. Meh, whatev.

not a percussionist

I played Rock Band for the first time last night.

Yes, at one point I was singing.

It was one of those surreal moments where I was like, I've sung these songs a zillion times on the radio but not in front of people. The last time I got up in front of everyone to sing something I was...what, seven? IN THAT AWFUL ARMADILLO COSTUME OMG. One of the perils of living in Texas is that eventually you will be required to perform in a Texas-themed Christmas pageant.

But I digress.

Most favorite instrument: drums, although I suck at them. Plus had mad perilous fear of breaking one (or both) of the drumsticks by whacking them against the drum set frame instead of the actual drum pad.

Best instrument: bass. Or at least instrument where I sucked the least.

Also something I realized - I am still mildly allergic to other people's cats, but not my own. This includes Silas, who I lived in the same house with for probably five years. I was a little itchy and sneezy last night, but not like when we went to the Cat People House in California in February and I had a massive crazy NEED MEDICATION STAT type of allergy attack and busted a blood vessel in my eye o.o

On today's agenda - I bought an ice cream maker o.o; so at some point I am probably going to use it. Also bring in my dry cleaning so all my suits can be ready to go for tomorrow.

ALSO! Note - Aside from a few .000005ths of a second moments yesterday, my ulcer-like symptoms have not flared up during this weekend. (Knock on wood.) I think this means that in addition to certain foods, stress is a huge trigger. The next six months do not bode well unless I can figure out ways to change this.

But anyway! I'll probably sit on my butt for a few more hours then go get my stuff knocked out. Happy lovely Sunday, everyone!!

yellow post-it note update

I took an antihistamine last night before I went to bed, and when I woke up this morning my nose was super runny. I know that's gross, but yeah. Awesome. I love it how we've got a four-day weekend coming up and my body is trying to fight this coldy-type stuff when during any other normal work week I would be just fine. It's like my system knows I've got relaxation ahead, and has decided to let my immune system go on vacay early. NOT sufficient. Plus I think multi-vitamins make me a little pukey.

Something I've noticed for awhile that is another work pet peeve - when someone calls asking for one of my co-workers and I tell them they're not in, and rather than leave a voicemail message they say the dreaded words: "...well......maybe you can help me". ARGH. NO I can't, probably 75% of the time.

There is apparently a thing called Customer Appreciation Week that Wachovia celebrated awhile back, in which they put a little fancy cardboard thing in with their check receipts, back when I was doing all that stuff for the office (before they decided I needed to have the phones stapled to my foot 8/5 and now I don't run errands for the office anymore). It says something like "Customers are not an interruption to our work; they are the reason for our work". It's a stupid little phrase that I really like because I have to remind myself that they need us to solve their problems and I get to be their solution to a lot of stuff that keeps their business running smoothly. There is also a tiny bright pink Peace Buddha on my desk that one of my co-workers bought me that I gnaw on when I get frustrated :D

Now it is time for working out, and eating tiny bagels which I bought last night along with other breads and pastas. That's the dangerous part of shopping before dinner. Latah, lovelies <3

June #1 on #10

I should be working out right now but I wanted to note a few things.

We watched the Redwings in the Stanley Cup finals last night, and because that makes it Hockey Night, I went to Patron for dinner, because pizza + hockey night is like the best combo evar.

My favorite pizza still is, and will probably always be, pepperoni, pineapple, and jalapeno. It's sweet, salty, and spicy. Although I can't eat a ton of it because of the IBS and because it's just generally so, so bad for you. But yum, awesome!tasty.

So I was driving home with my pizza and Jay's (vegetarian...blehh lol) in the passenger's seat and I ate a few slices of mine on the drive home. Which I think is a glaring signal to me that I need to balance out my meals more. My lunch gets eaten pretty steadily throughout the morning and on into lunchtime, and then there's about four to five hours of nothing where I'm working, working, and on the drive home I am about ready to gnaw my arm off. (Gross, btw.) This means, I think, that my diet needs modification so as to prevent me from eating things I shouldn't. And yes, I'm sure Patron falls on that list.

Now we have leftovers for days, and sigh, the Redwings are playing Friday night for a Game Seven. This frustrates me after the 5-0 shutout of Game Five, but in a poetic justice-type of way I think it's better for them. Bring the Stanley home and win on home ice, in a sold-out crowd of Redwings die-hards. It will be a beautiful game unless the Pinguinos manage to pull off some sort of soul-selling miracle. Then, I think, it could get very, very ugly in Hockeytown.

That's all I can think of. Just a little update on two of my most favorites, hockey and pizza. Awesome.