ten random things i did to take my mind off marlboros

1. worked out on my new elliptical machine (its a nordic trac, compliments of the bf)
2. filled my ipod with over 2 days of music (perfect to work out on said nordic trac)
3. did laundry while vacuuming my WHOLE house (wow...talk about multi tasking)
4. realized it was 48 hours since my last smoke, and thought "somewhere in my body, nerve endings are starting to regrow"
5. then thought about how great a cigarette would be (actually, take that number and times it by 50 times a day)
6. chewed my nails while in rush hour traffic (ewww I know, but as you can see I'm orally fixated)
7. somehow sprained the muscle behind my knee
8. went to the Mexican Fine Arts Museum to almost get kicked out of the Chicano art exhibit for taking above picture (it was SOOO worth it)
9. wish I knew voodoo so I could hex Bush
10. fell in love with the bf all over again

the nutshell: I'm not doing so bad

birthdays not quite forgotten

Don't you hate those birthdays you just can't seem to forget no matter how hard you try to block them? Like your creepy ex of 6 years, or those people once great friends, only to become enemies, or even worse: your asshole of a boss that somehow expects a gift from YOU, whom gets paid a measly quarter for each dollar he makes?

Today is one of those days. It's my cousins /old best friends birthday. Not only are we blood family, we were best friends for many years. But, somewhere along the way she turned into a self loathing bitch who thinks everyone owes her something while she, SHE sits on her ass, smokes pot all day, and weasels my aunts money. In essence, she has pissed me off & fucked me over more times than I will admit.

I knew in my heart for a long time that just having her in my life was traumatizing and stressing me out more than I was willing to endure. Thus, earlier this year, I erased her from my life: removed her from cellphone book & my yahoo messenger, and just stopped calling. And, I never looked back...til today, her 28th birthday.

Today I have such a strong urge to call her just to wish her well. I want to buy her a drink or buy her some flowers... 1/2 knowing she's not worth it and probably wouldn't even appreciate the gesture anyway...

So instead I just lay on my couch and just send her positive energy, knowing this day will forever be one of those birthdays that I will never quite forget for the rest of my life...

helpful reading material

I know I look like a COMPLETE IDIOT reading this book WHILE SMOKING in the smoking room @ work, but I just don't give a %$#@!!!

t minus 5 days and counting...

Sunday July 24th will be doomsday for my former self (meaning ->present me). It's on that very day that I will cease smoking and become a non smoker. It's time. My body is feeling it after all these years (over ten years off & on - mostly on). I have tried many times to do it, but this time is different. For one, I have been planning it for months and mentally preparing more & more as each day passes. I gave myself until that date to say goodbye to killing myself. Secondly, have you noticed but cigarette have crack prices attached to them? The tobacco companies are glorified drug pushers.

But I am digressing...so bear with me. I still remember my first time smoking. Me & my papi had gotten into an argument; he put me on punishment. While he was getting ready for work, I stole one of his cigarettes: a True brand cigarette. I remember smoking it in my room and how I instantly fell in love with the feel of smoke coming out of my mouth. The rest is history. One cig stolen from papi turned into three, to somehow getting it under the table, to buying it legally.

It's funny, but I have hid this part of myself from my family for years (specially since abuelito died from emphysema and cancer due to smoking).

But aside from all that, I am tired of living this livestyle. Ya know ? Some may ask, and often do, why that date? Well, its my 3 year anniversary with my kick ass bf. Kinda cheesy yeah, but to me it made perfect sense: its kinda symbolic of what I decided to live for. Wish me luck!!

P.S. I apologize in advance to anyone I may appear bitchy to in the coming months, that includes all my readers!! It's my withdrawals talking, not me !!

10 coffees and 48 hours later...

I finished the new Harry Poter book..all 672 pages of it! Needless to say, I couldn't put the sucker down. And, with the hook ending, it left me thirsty for more.

What can I say, its like crack!!! And I'm just waiting for that next hit of POTTER (movies not included - they got nothing on the books in my opinion).

i know what i'm doing tomorrow!!!

next on my list to buy...


"Harry Potter & The Half Blood Prince" comes out tomorrow and I just can't wait. :) whoo hoo!!!

downward dog gone wrong

**phhhttt!!!**

While getting into "downward dog" position in yoga yesterday, I heard a loud ripping sound. ****PHHHTTT**** Somebody threw what can only be described as a bean induced hiroshima type fart in class. Now, I couldn't see anything, as my bangs were covering my face (i mean, I'm upside down right?). But I must say, it took all the zen within me not to giggle and fall out of pose due to the funkiness drifting into my nose. Instead, I thanked my lucky stars that it didn't happen to me :)

After all, it could of happened to any one of us, couldn't have it ? Poor thing. Whoever it was must be traumatized. hee...hee...

" LUKE...i am your father...."

Me & my bf recently attended a child's birthday party (one of his friends kid's turned 3 years old). Of course, the whole theme of the party was Star Wars (surprise surprise because the father is an avid Star Wars figurine collector). There, we scored this cool ass Darth Vader mask, which we took turns wearing driving home (man you should have seen some of the stares we got!).

Below is my cute dog sporting it:

no dogs were injured in the taking of this picture!!

has anyone ever tried...

french eggo waffles? In essence, it's a toasted eggo waffle dipped in french toast coating, and pan fried like a french toast. Topped with warmed up maple syrup and a lil powdered sugar, I must say, it was delicious.

The bf lovingly made me some this morning. It was so unique and delicious, I wanted to take a picture of it to show you all. But, sorry..temptation was so strong....I ate it!!

still recovering from 4th of July

what a weekend!!! But, to me, it's not over yet. I'm still on vacation and don't have to go back to the office until Thursday, so life is good. :)

However, I just awoke from a crazy night of restless, bizarre dreams. Living in the borderline ghetto of Chicago, my block was blowing up like an M-80 into the wee hours of the morning. Firecrackers were being thrown at a such a fast rate that my dog thought we were being bombed. As for me, I was fine until I tried to catch a few z's. After watching "War of the Worlds" and "Sometimes In April" within a 24 hour period, my mind morphed the sound of the fireworks into dreams laced with gunfire, genocide, and alien invasions. Trippy...

Anyhow, the next 48 hours won't be all fun and games. It will be spent trying to pick a contractor to remodel my garden apartment. The goal is to have it livable by the end of the summer. Hopefully, I will be able to find someone that's in my price range that won't totally suck ass. I really wanted to do it myself, but me & my bf just don't have the time and resources to finish the gut rehab in the timeframe I need. I figure it will end up costing more in the long run to do it ourseslves vs. having someone do it for more $$$ in a shorter period. Not only will it save us months upon months of labor (including the valuable time after work, on the weekends, etc), but I will be able to rent it faster, and collecting rent, my friends, is always a good thing.

Wish me luck!!! My first appointment is due in 15 minutes.