Wow.
It's the last day of April.
Wow.

She was sitting in the audience, mesmerized by the sounds and sights of the performers in front of her. Relaxed in her chair, she folded her arms in front of her and closed her eyes. Smiling, she opened her eyes and came to an epiphany.

I'm surrounded by a bunch of fucking FOBs.

What a show. Thanks honey.

Sigh...

For some reason, I cannot sleep past 7:30am. So, I decided to take a personality test.
Here's the results:

Disorder	Rating
Paranoid:	Low
Schizoid:	Low
Schizotypal:	Low
Antisocial:	Low
Borderline:	Low
Histrionic:	Moderate
Narcissistic:	Moderate
Avoidant:	Low
Dependent:	Low
Obsessive-Compulsive:	Moderate

I'm starting to get that feeling again. You know, the one where you feel like you need to get out...but you really don't know where to go.

I would talk about it with someone, but he seems to be sleeping.

I grow exhausted with those who can be (and most of the time are) walking contradictions. You know, that phenomenon of "the tea kettle calling the pot black" or some shit like that. It irks me that so many people have their heads so far up their asses, that they aren't even listening to what they are saying. Get off your fucking high horse, you ain't shit. It's still the same struggle no matter how much more you think you've suffered.

No babe, I'm not talking about you so don't worry.

On a lighter note...Miah is going to visit me at the end of May. YAY!

We make our choices based on the life experiences of not only ourselves, but by the people closest to us. Whether it is due to advice taken, mistakes learned from, or preventive measures to not repeat history, we should remember that it all happens for a reason. Resentment, like jealousy, is a wasted emotion that has no positive outcome. You get nothing from it, except negativity towards those you harbor this feeling against. Realize whatever you want...

...but realize the person that was holding you back just might be yourself.

Man.

Nothing sucks more than wanting some...and not getting any.

Man.

Although I do realize that I am fortunate enough to get booty on the regular...it still sucks when your NOT getting it.

Man.

I would like to thank...

Kiddie Kandids for taking a chance on a girl like me
Bay Area Traffic for not being as bad as I thought
Justin Timberlake, JT Snow & Morris Chesnut for being so hot that I am proud to not be a lesbian
Toyota for creating a Celica as fly as mine
Santa Barbara for giving me a home away from home
Pharell Williams for proving that ANYONE can sing and make millions
American Idol for giving Paula Abdul steady work again
Syndicated Shows for something to watch on my days off
Ex-Boyfriends for showing me what NOT to look for
Warriors for creating an interest in basketball
Kevin Smith for being the man
Mom for birthing me
Dad for giving me money
Zen & Ben for a computer with DSL
Jimbo for something to laugh at
Taryn for something to spoil and take pictures of

and...

My baby Byron...

...for last night (muahahaha)

I was driving home from my sister's house. Byron was in his car and I was in mine. He rolls down his window like he usually when he pulls next to me. He always manages to make me smile, regardless of how I'm feeling. As I approached my street, he continued to go straight. I was left waiting at the light, watching his tail lights get smaller and smaller.

It was then I realized that I HATE it when we part.

QUICK! Someone find a solution!

MULLET HAIKUS

I plan to look fly this summer, which means that I have exactly 2 months to do so. I went grocery shopping this morning after I came home from Byron's house. My plan is to eat Cherrios in the morning, a salad for lunch and a reasonable dinner. I will also not drink any more soda. Snacking at work will now be replaced by drinking a shitload of water or chewing gum. I will also start an excercise regimine that includes the use of my Tae Bo tapes.

I CAN DO THIS!

Aww...

How cute.

...last night i spent the night in san jose...as i do from time to time...but there was something about this sleepover that was different than other times...and not different in a bad way...but different in a good way...i wasn't thinking about going home too late...about staying awake as someone slept...or even dwelling on my day up until that point...we slept...side-by-side...occasionally flinging our arms around each other...it was like it was normal...like that's how we are supposed to be...coming home from work to each other...talking about our day...maybe even crying because working 9 days in a row just sucks...then laughing and making each other laugh...then falling asleep...and waking up to go to work.

have i mentioned that we're looking for a house together?

i can't wait :)

Guess who!?!?

Quick Update: I was in Reno from the 25th to the 27th and have been working everyday since.

Remember when all my entries used to be about me going crazy because I was unemployed?

I should be careful what I wish for.