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Thursday, February 28, 2008

kinoki (say that three times fast)

I find that I'm seriously irritated by people who bash things without really having any knowledge about them whatsoever. I mean, what's wrong with just withholding an opinion, especially strong ones, until you've actually, oh I don't know, maybe tried the product you are reviewing? Just a thought.

Paul and I recently bought these foot pads. Or rather, it would be more accurate to say that we recently received these foot pads having ordered them approximately seven weeks earlier. I'm not totally sure if they "work" or not because there was only enough for each of us to wear them every other day for a week. They were still looking pretty brown and gucky but hey, we've got 25+ years of toxins to clear out so understandably a week may not have been long enough. Paul is already totally sold on them so we'll see how long it takes to get our next order ><


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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

don't know dick

I've always considered Dick Morris to be one of the more sensible pundits out there so when I read this today I was understandably shocked. And a little bit horrified.

Will he be a good president? If he is half as skillful in serving as he has been in running, he can’t miss.


He's charming and good with the media though he lacks any actual experience, and has done zip since he became a US Senator (mainly because he started running for president nine months into his first term).

Also. Socialist.

In what dimension do those things make someone a good president??? Has Dick Morris completely lost his mind?

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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

why i am never going back to mammoth

Somehow, without my knowledge, it was decided that Paul and I would be spending President's Day with his buddies snowboarding in Mammoth.

Looking back, it was all a horrible idea from the start and I have no idea what we were thinking going on that trip, except, OH YEAH, I DIDN'T HAVE A SAY! How about that...

I was already fighting some kind of strange form of stomach-virus-fly-cold. Great timing for a ski trip! In the snow! Where it is generally cold!

Then, even though Paul and I both took the day off work, the guys who were driving us up didn't and so we weren't on the road until about 7:15pm. On a Friday night. On President's Day weekend. Sigh.

Needless to say, there was traffic. And lots of it. We ended up taking a dinner break about an hour in before getting back on the road. Where, unfortunately, there was still a decent bit of traffic for awhile.

It did eventually clear up and then just after 11pm we were en route passing...Kirkwood. As in ski resort. As in Tahoe. And then the guy with the map said that since 120 straight through Yosemite was closed, we'd actually have to cross into Nevada to come back into California down into Mammoth.

That's right folks, not only did we drive by perfectly lovely ski resorts in Tahoe (not to mention the casinos and buffets!!) we actually had to drive into Nevada in order to get somewhere in California. At this point we were all cursing the LA friends who had gotten us into this mess in the first place. Because it really, really sucks to pass Tahoe at a perfectly acceptable hour, 11pm, only to end up at a similar destination except at 2:30am.

For most people rolling in at 2:30am on a Friday night is no big deal, but for me, that's practically turning my day upside down. These days I'm rarely up past midnight even on the weekends and Fridays are usually the day I end up sleeping earliest since I'm wiped out from the week. So getting in at 2:30am? Sleeping at 3am? And being awakened at 7am to get up and get ready for a day of vigorous exercise? When I haven't exercised in years? (Sadly I'm not exaggerating, unless of course you count the hill between my apartment and the restaurants on Columbus exercise.) On an empty stomach? All not the brightest idea Paul's ever had.

But whatever, I forgive him. And at least he had fun during his one trip down the mountain so the whole thing(and the close to $1000 we spent on clothing, lodging, lift tickets we each only used once, etc.) wasn't a complete waste. Not everyone gets to ride a snow mobile down the mountain after being stranded at the top of a run with no easy way down! But that's another story, for another day.

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Monday, February 25, 2008

seriously shocked

Obviously this is because I live in lalaland but I honestly didn't know we were still arguing about the benefits of NAFTA.

I mean, really?

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Friday, February 22, 2008

the moment we all realized, hey maybe this wasn't such a great idea after all

So Paul and I were in Mammoth over the weekend. And as awful as most of the experience was, I have to say the worst part of all was driving past the ski resorts in Lake Tahoe. At midnight. Halfway into our trip.

Going from California to California by way of Nevada is fun too.

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if you can't beat em....

I was just talking to MM, a classmate from France (one of my better friends on that side of the pond owing to the fact that he, like myself, is an anal retentive super-nerd) who works at Soc*iete Ge*neral in Paris and that little turd gets NINE weeks of vacation!

If Barack Obama wins in November I am going to have to investigate what it takes to become French, because dude! If America is going to be socialist anyway I might as well be getting nine weeks of vacation and spending long weekends (thirteen national holidays and all) in the south of France. I will miss my chili cheese fries and adult-size soda cups, but I will comfort myself with hot, crispy croissants and cheap Bordeaux.

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Wednesday, February 13, 2008

hump day

It has just been one of those weeks.

Paul got in a car accident yesterday. Luckily, no one was hurt, and no, it was not Paul's fault and, also luckily, yes the other driver does have insurance. The insurance company has already informed us that the other driver is 100% liable, which is a load off our minds since we're hopefully going to be buying a condo in the next few months. I do feel bad for the other guy, his insurance rates are going to jump and all, but it was his fault (he opened his truck door as Paul was driving by) so what can you do right?

On Monday night, I woke up around midnight and knew I was heading straight for the toilet. Didn't have a thing in my stomach of course so it was all bile. Yum. Luckily, it didn't last long and once I had thrown up I felt a lot better and went back to sleep straight through until I had to get up for work. When I got into the office my coworker who drops me off at home most days was out sick with something that was either food poisoning or stomach flu. Hm.

Then today I got my Valentine's Day gift early, I took a bunch of pictures of it with the Rebel but I don't feel up to uploading right now, so suffice to say it looks suspiciously like this:

Clever boy picked something tasty, gorgeous AND that has special meaning to us! Too bad half it ended up as a pile of half-digested fruit on the floor between the ladies restroom and my office. I, being the genius that I am, ate a bunch of fruit on an already queasy-feeling stomach and boy did I pay for it. Or rather, the carpet and the maintenance people will.

Just in case you're wondering, no, I am not pregnant. I am in an office full of people who have come to work with pneumonia, possible stomach flu and a variety of other germs and infections. This is what happens when you work in an industry where people practically have to be on their death bed to be pulled away from work. (Especially when you're in the middle of the worst market crises in recent memory.)

So yeah, not fun. I've been sick for weeks and can't seem to get rid of it. I want nothing more than to collapse in bed until morning but Paul and I have tickets to Warriors/Suns at Oracle tonight and there's no way we're missing that game! Should be a very fun and fast game. Shaq won't be playing but maybe he'll be there!

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Tuesday, February 05, 2008

I voted

Voted NO on all the state propositions, I would have voted for 91 except the pro-argument says to vote NO since the exact same thing has already been passed into law by the legislature/Arnold.

I only had time to stop by the California Secretary of State website before voting so I didn't even realize there were city propositions until I saw them on my ballot. I literally laughed out loud when I read Proposition C which actually suggests that San Francisco buy Alcatraz from the federal government and turn it into the - I kid you not - Global Peace Center! And a guy named Da Vid is going to run it. Not David, that's too "normal." He is Da. Vid.

Sigh, only in San Francisco.

Oh yeah, and I voted for Romney.

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red girl in blue city

No, I haven't voted yet. Yes, I'm going to. And no, I am not entirely sure yet who I am voting for, thanks for asking.

Now, I'm only 25 years old, and since it was the ridiculousness of the aftermath of the 2000 elections that got me interested in politics...I really have nothing to compare this election to. Other than the 2004 elections (during which I helped fund-raise for Bush and many other Republicans).

So you can imagine just how completely uninspired I am feeling right now. The only candidate I can kind of muster up some excitement for right now is Romney and I can't even get that excited about him because the unlikeliness of him actually being able to win a general election does not bode well for him.

But geez! I just can't bring myself to cast a vote for McCain when there are still some actual Republicans in the race. Flawed as they may be.

Paul should be home in half an hour or so, so I still have time to ponder. I'm afraid to go to the polling place alone since I'm a registered Republican living in a very blue city. The hubs and I are probably the only two in all of SF!

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Saturday, February 02, 2008

Not Hot

I finally realized what I hate so much about the Lakers. (Besides Kobe of course).

They're the Paris Hilton of basketball teams.


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Friday, February 01, 2008

Picking my horse

I've decided that for now, I'm hanging my hat with Romney. He probably won't win and McCain will be the nominee *shudder* but I've decided to cross that bridge when I get there.

At least until next Tuesday, I can hope.

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