Back to work . . . .

I had a nice three day weekend. The birds were singing, the sun was shining. I saw family and friends. The overall experience was wonderful! However, the clouds rolled in and I had to come back to work. Actually last night as I was setting my alarm clock to wake me from a peaceful sleep at 6:30 am, I had already started to whine. And then the little voice in my head to me to be grateful. So it got me thinking, how wonderful life is. I have a job, and it is really a good job. I sit at a desk and type on the computer, I get free internet access (don't tell the boss that I use it), I have fun co-workers, and I have a decent schedule. Among this, I have my health, I have my family, they have their health, well my Grandma needs knee surgery, and I prayed for her last night, but she is still going strong. She is the person I wish to be more like. Life has not always been pretty, but she has made it the best life she can have. She is a strong, caring, loving lady, and I am very grateful for her. I have great friends, and they are healthy (besides a cold/allergies). Everyone has a home, food, and the ability to walk, talk, smell, feel, and hear. Outside of that, what else does one really need? God bless.

Going home

I'm going home tonight at 4:55. Anyone want any souvenirs? Day old piece of real, yummy pizza? A deer (for a pet)? Recording of a corrupt political dealing? i love hoboken t-shirt? (a popular item)...

Tax Success

Actually, success is a loose term here. I managed to get them done a day early (a first for me); however, there not giving me a $10,000 refund or anything. I have to pay.
I have left my procrastinating days behind me... No more 15th... 14th all the way. Turning over a new leaf and all that.
Things I could have bought with the $63 additional dollars I'm paying:

Dinner for 1 at the New Yorker (minus the Figi water)
Half the dress I tried on at Ann Taylor
1/4 of a tooth polished
One day of car insurance
A homeless cat, actually I think they're more

The world is an expensive place.

Can I have my deposit back now?

Well last night was one of "those" nights. I should have climbed into bed and rested, as soon as I got home. Instead I took some medicine and layed on the couch and then around 8:pm I was hungry for some dinner. So I went into my sweet little kitchen and fixed me a bean and cheese burrito from scratch, in a round about way, not like my mother would fix something from scratch, mash her own beans, milk the cow make cheese and then grate it. No I opened the can of refried beans, bought a package of shredded cheese, and plopped those onto a tortilla shell. The EVIL tortilla shell packaging had this recipe on the back to deep fry strips of the shell then add sugar and cinnamon for a tasty treat. I said "Ooh, sounds good I will try that sometime." After I ate, I decided now was a good as time as any to try those EVIL treats! I went into my sweet little kitchen placed some oil in the pan turned the stove on and started to mix cinnamon and sugar in a bowl, when I turned around, the pan was on fire!! So I immediatly think of the fire extinguisher at my cousins apartment, not helpful, I think about adding baking powder/soda, not sure which one, grab the fire engulfed pan and put it over the sink, I didn't want to set it in the sink, fear of ruining the ceramic sink, and instead, now here is the worst part, first the voice in my head knew what I was about to do, and told me not to, but I did it anyway. I know, I know, you never ever put water into hot oil that is on fire!! But I did. Then I dropped the pan into the sink, and the flame shot up out of the sink and up over the cabinets. In this fearsome firey roll, with black smoke, the effects were so real. Unfortunately they were real. I then went to grab a towel to smother the flame, but before I could, (and while this is happening I can hear it now, the sirens people screaming at me) the fire went out. Just like that. Nothing damaged but a lot of dark smoke, so I ran and pulled the fire alarm off of the wall and removed the battery. It only beeped twice before I shut the thing off. I figured there was no need to alarm neighbors if there was no real reason. Then I opened my door and my window and hoped for the best. It took me an hour to clean the smoke residue off of the ceiling and walls. There is still proof of my mistake. A very bad and stupid, but somehow amusing mistake. As I was scrubbing walls and inhaling pine-sol, I was laughing and thinking, I wonder if I will get my deposit?

Pig Olympics

Crowds Drawn to Pig Olympics in China

Tue Apr 12, 4:51 PM ET Strange News - AP

SHANGHAI, China - These pigs run, jump, and swim — almost anything but fly. Thousands of Shanghai residents have turned out to a city park to watch a herd of pigs compete in what organizers are calling the "Pig Olympics," the Shanghai Daily newspaper reported Tuesday.


They run over hurdles, jump through hoops, dive, and swim in shows twice a day, it said.


The pigs, a midget species from Thailand, begin training soon after birth and can begin performing professionally from about 1 year of age, Yang Ying, a manager with promoters Bluesea Broadway Co. Ltd. was quoted as saying.


"These lovely pigs are of a special species that is good at sports by nature," Yang said.


Pig races are common in many places, but heavily urban Shanghai offered few opportunities to see farm animals in action.


The report quoted primary students who visited the show a saying they were reconsidering their preconceptions of pigs as lazy and dull.


"It's incredible," said 8-year-old, Tan Yizhou, who had the honor of presenting a gold medal to one of the winning pigs. "I never thought that a pig could be so clever, dexterous and versatile."

In case you care . . . .

So this is my page where I can write freely about whatever that comes to my mind. Somedays that is a lot of random thoughts, other days . . . . blank. Today is one of the blank days. I am taking a cold medicine, not for the side effects, but because I have a cold. The medicine is not relieving any of my symptoms. The only thing it is doing is making me numb. Not numb to the fact that I can't breathe properly. I am taking the daytime and nighttime capsules. The nighttime doesn't really help me sleep any better than I can do on my own, nor does it help me breathe any better. Why do I take it? Well for almost $6.00 of my hard earned cash, I better just take it. I am however having wild dreams! Last night I finished the Stephen King novel Desperation. Great book. However, it has its bizarreness that all of King's novels have. My dream resembled the book, however I still had my rational thoughts backing me up. Such as I knew I wasn't going to die at the hands of some creature trying to take over my body, but that didn't stop me from talking to it. By the way, I wasn't always asleep while talking to the creature. Also, I thought at one point my free standing fan was coming alive, I had to tell myself to go back to bed. And there was the moment where I jumped out of bed turned on the light and just stood there in my room. Not one thought in my head, totally blank, until my rational side told me to go back to bed. I don't know whether that was the medicine or a fever. However, I would highly recommend not reading creepy books while on cold medicine and or running a fever. I am going to go find something better for this darn cold. I am going to do my best to get a good nights sleep, and hopefully, just hopefully I will wake up tomorrow feeling much better than I do now.

uninterrupted thoughts

Today is the first day of my Blog experience. So far it is going well. I have yet to anger anyone. Though I am sure if I were to attack a certain book (going unnamed) then I will set at least one person off. She knows who she is, and she knows what the book is about. Right now I am reading a Stephen King novel, Desperation. Quite creepy. My goal is to finish the book tonight. I have a stack of unread books to read, along with an unpublished piece. The unpublished piece is very exciting! I am not very far into it, because I am a slow reader, and I am now experiencing apartment living (which can be distracting). Let me fill you in. On one side of me is what I refer to as "angry neighbor", though I don't actually think he is. I think he just likes the "f" word (If you are not familiar with the "f" word, stop by.) He also likes to play his music at an annoyingly loud level at all times of the day and night. I have made a complaint. (Does that make me the complainer?) On the other side is a married couple, the lady is not friendly, and her husband likes to play video games and yell strange things at the game (ex: wanka wanka, and &*$%^). Above me is the stompy family. I belive both of the adults like to stomp from room to room, never to step lightly, and they are raising a well developed stomper. This child also likes to jump off of the furniture before stomping into the other room. I was spoiled before, living in nice suburbia, surrounded by tweeting birds, and crickets that chirped at night. A barking dog was quickly quieted by the owner, as to not disturb their nieghbors. Now I live in a world very, very, very different. It only makes me want to save save save, buy a house that is far from all human life, shut myself in and watch nightime television uninterrupted!

first attempt, again?

My goal was to write a comment on someone's Blog page, and somewhere along the line I made a wrong turn and wound up having my own page. And my mother calls me a computer genius! I guess the ability to find the internet exceeds her excpectations of me. What does that really say though?