Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Argh Tuesday

So I'm trying not to be bitter, but I can't help it.
St. Patty's day is fun, right? Green beer, lots of college students at the bars at 11am, etc. Everyone goes out. Except me.
I had a committee meeting from 7-9pm. I didn't get to go to the pre-party because that was the only time I had this week to shop for food (food trumps beer). I didn't get to go to the after-party either.
Someone went out to the bar after class that night, but it wasn't me. I would have gone, but the bar that was picked (presumably for proximity to said someone's house) was about 5x5 and had no parking. Someone had to park 2 blocks away, which they told me on the phone when they asked if I wanted to stop by.
If I had the chutzpah, I would've gone to the bar 2 blocks from my meeting place, but I didn't want to go out alone with the crazies.
I tried to rationalize it this morning by saying, well, I had my college years, said someone didn't, so it's ok if they go out with friends from school and NOT me. That didn't work so much.
Special days should be saved for me! I'm the one who works 2 jobs and does 8 million things dammit! I deserve a freaking beer! And while I'm on the subject, I never get invited to go out with someone anymore after class/work. It used to be a usual Tuesday thing.

Ok, done.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Whatever happened to Tenderheart Bear?

I had my first session at the gym on Saturday morning. I was very surprised that the guy behind the desk and my trainer remembered me; the second I walked in, desk guy said, hey, welcome back! My ID card was (thankfully) missing, so they ordered me a new one. In the meantime, I have to flash a business-card-type thing when I walk in.

So I got the same trainer who "measured my a$$" when A and I first signed up in...hmm...2003? 2004? Whenever it was. He as well remembered me. It was kind of scary, and interesting at the same time. What exactly do those guys do all day? How much do they get paid? What kind of schooling did they have? Do they like wearing spandex?

But I digress. After my reintroduction to the machines, I spent about 20 minutes on the elliptical (two L's according to spellcheck), during which time I could peruse about 7 different tv stations from the tv's they have connected to the front wall. There was a plethora of viewing choices, including news, music, business, and Saturday morning cartoons.

Now... how many of you remember the classic 80's cartoons? G.I. Joe, Jem, Turtles, My Little Pony, etc. Well you know they've now brought them back, don't you? I had the pleasure of getting to see the "new and improved" version of the Care Bears.
WTF????? What is up with this? These are not the bears of yesteryear. These are not the gentle creatures we grew up with. Grizzle?! A "bad" care bear?!?! (see picture above) Where did this come from? Is the industry so jaded that they have to steal our precious cartoons and redo them, digital and twisted?

I mourn for the old cartoons. They've been pirated more and more. The Turtles, My Little Pony (now known as Earth Ponies), and finally the Bears. What is this world coming to? They even brought American Gladiator back (better looking gladiators but way awful uniforms). Is nothing sacred?

Friday, March 7, 2008

The Barometer's Rising and the Pressure is Low...

I know I'm not the only person in the world to get migraines. Correction - 'migraine-type headaches,' which is what I was told they were at the dr's office a couple years ago.

- just called the dr to see how long I had been going there, and my stats - In 2001, I was only 7 pounds lighter. What a jip. On one hand, I'm comforted to know that my old size ## jeans are only so many pounds away; on the other hand, I'm just confused. Really??? Honestly??? I was expecting something, say, not of Kate Moss proportions, but maybe a little more towards ...(thinking of a celeb who hasn't yo-yoed and doesn't do drugs...coming up short)...oh well.

But I digress. These headaches drive me nuts. Not because they're painful, which at times they are until I break down and take medication, but because I never know when they'll come, or when they'll pull up a neurological chair and stay a while. I think today's may do just that. In the meantime, I need to stop at Target again (second trip this week, natch) to refill my med supply. It may be the weather, or the chocolate...I did scarf down those last 3 chocolate eggs this morning...but who knows. If it's the latter, I'll suffer for my vice. Mmm...chocolate...

Homer: Are you saying you're never going to eat any animal again? What about bacon?
Lisa: No.
Homer: Ham?
Lisa: No.
Homer: Pork chops?
Lisa: Dad, those all come from the same animal.
Homer: Heh heh heh. Ooh, yeah, right, Lisa. A wonderful, magical animal.