Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sweet Sounds of the Brits

Couldn't you just listen to someone with a British accent for hours on end? I know I could. No matter what they say, it always comes out sounding classy. They could say, "You see, the other day I killed a bloke by completely disemboweling him, and now I wear his guts for garters because I'm a heartless bastard", and it would sound absolutely dignified. And you'd want to hear MORE about it, just because the accent sounds like linguistic music.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Someone Explain This to Me....

This is going to be a short post, as I don't want much blog space wasted on this pondering. But I need to bring it up, if only for a brief moment.

A first for me today...I just watched a full episode of The Hills.

Why do people watch this? I really want to understand.

Friday, May 29, 2009

What was required to get through my workday without losing it...

-3 Brownies
-Walnut Square Bar from See's Candies (that bastardly store has the nerve to be right across the street from my office, staring at me all the live-long day)
-Reese's peanut butter cups
-a final act of sugar desperation was half a sugar cookie left behind on a cookie tray in the breakroom (yeah, I'm officially gross)

And that was me showing restraint. The damage could have been more extensive. And it has been worse in the past. But not since my Lent sugar-embargo commenced has there been such carnage. But with not having much sugar anymore, then introducing it back is making my body give me the middle finger. I feel like a lump 'o crap now.

I have an excuse. And no, it's not PMS. It's just been nuts here in the office this week. I don't want to make false declarations about my Friday night, but we might be leaving the sugar behind for good ol' fashioned liquor.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Beer, Transformers, and dorks.

This evening, I enjoyed a few impromptu beers at the Yard House with my roomie and pals. We had a fabulous evening with tons of laughs, but all good things must come to an end, so we headed home. Turns out the real entertainment was on that short stroll back to our casa. We crossed the street from the bar to the Pasadena Convention Center. For ten o'colck at night, there was LOTS going on in there. Inside we could see a huge line of nerds going down the hall. Since we were slightly toasty, we boldly rapped on the window, and motioned to a dork to come over to enlighten us. He opened a door, and proceeded to inform us they were in line to get inside the TRANSFORMERS CONVENTION. Did you know such a thing existed? Yeah, neither did we.

Before we knew it, there was another dork behind us, desperate to talk to our Informer Dork, saying something about some discs he had for him. Then he mentioned Go-Bots. I swear. I can't make this stuff up.

But our rendezvous was short-lived. A security guard made Informer Dork close the door and get back in line. We made our way home, but not before passing by many a dork making the pilgrimage to Transformer-Mecca. We even found a few wayward dorks walking by our condo, and pointed them in the right direction toward their destination.

Just so you know our night was the real deal, roomie took a pic on her camera phone:
I love my town.

If you're out and about in Pasadena tonight, know that the city is TEEMING with nerds. Be sure to have your light saber on you. You never know when you're going to face some sort of Vulcan mind meld. Wait...are light sabers and Vulcan from the same thing? I'm thinking they aren't.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

My newest inappropriate catch phrase.

As I explained in a recent post, the English language is fun to get creative with. Today, my co-worker Tamara introduced me to a doozy that I will be immediately integrating into my vernacular. Coming soon to a conversation near you....


It's slightly less crude than "holy shit!" (Whoops, I just said it anyway. Sorry Mom.), and the added bonus is that it's an oxymoron. Unless I want to get in a big ol' discussion about it could refer to Mary Magdalene, so it technically wouldn't be an oxymoron, but I really don't feel like having a biblical showdown. Sorry folks, this girl doesn't have the energy to delve into her Catholicity tonight. And apparently Catholicity is a word...spell check isn't berating me. Score.

P.S. And yes, I realize it's been almost a month since my last post. To BOTH of my readers, my apologies. And holy whore, what a great way to make my comeback tonight.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Stupid Mass Hysteria

I just saw this on another blog. I HAD to share such an important piece of information. It's the most level-headed thing I've seen on the internet regarding swine flu.

Poor piggies. They're getting such a bad rap. Throughout this craziness, I will remain an avid supporter of pigs. Especially ones in the form of sweet and sour pork, ribs, or bacon. And look, aren't we cute together?