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|Tuesday, May 1st, 2012|
|Sunday, October 30th, 2011|
|Saturday, September 17th, 2011|
i think i'm going to have to do this for class one day:HOW TO STAY AWAKE IN MEETINGS:
Do you keep falling asleep in meetings and seminars? What about those long
and boring conference calls? Here's a way to change all of that.
1. Before (or during) your next meeting, seminar, or conference call,prepare
yourself by drawing a square. I find that 5"x 5" is a good size. Divide the
card into columns-five across and five down. That will give you 25 one-inch blocks.
2. Write one of the following words/phrases in each block:
* strategic fit
* core competencies
* best practice
* bottom line
* to tell you the truth (or "the truth is")
* out of the loop
* think outside the box
* fast track
* empower (or empowerment)
* knowledge base
* at the end of the day
* touch base
* client focus(ed)
* game plan
3. Check off the appropriate block when you hear one of those words/phrases.
4. When you get five blocks horizontally, vertically, or diagonally, stand
up and shout "BULLSHIT!"
|Wednesday, June 15th, 2011|
this is definitely for my personal records.
the other day i found a site (thanks to melissa) which is basically a fitness blog by a woman named Zuzana. the site is called BodyRock.tv (this is also its address). she is absolutely gorgeous and from her videos seems to be just as beautiful on the inside. this is what she calls the BodyRocker’s Creed:
This is my body.
There are many like it, but this one is mine.
My body is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master
My body, without me, is useless. Without my body, I am useless.
I must move my body true. I must run faster and be stronger than my enemy
that is trying to overcome me. I must conquer it before it conquers me. I
My body and I know that what counts in this life is not the size of
our clothes, the shape of our figure, nor society's standard of beauty. We
know that it is the experiences that count. We will live.
My body is living, as a part of me, and through it I experience life. Thus,
I will learn it as a friend. I will learn its weaknesses, its strengths,
its parts, its movements, and its possibilities. I will ever guard it
against the ravages of judgment and damage as I will ever guard my soul and
my heart against damage. I will keep my body clean and ready. I will accept
it as it is and as a part of me. I will.
Before the world, I swear this creed. My body and I are the defenders of my
We are the masters of our obstacles.
We are the saviors of my life.
So be it, until victory is mine and there are no regrets, but a life well
|Friday, March 25th, 2011|
|important APBT info
(more for record keeping than anything. read if you like.)
Victoria Voith’s Study 25% of PBT dogs and Pit Mixes are correctly identified. 87.5% are misidentified. Source: JAVMA
The basic nondescript box headed mutt, comes in basic brown, black and brindle. Most commonly mistaken for a Pit Bull or a Pit Mix.
While they may certainly have Pit in their lineage, there may be more dominant traits that are apparent from possibly a lab or shepherd. For example you may see more hunting or herding instincts prevailing as opposed to Pit traits we previously discussed.
7 million PBTs in US. If every PBT dog were a quarter stacked on top of each other, the stack would be 34,000 ft high. If you remove the top 1/2” from the stack, it would represent all the PBTs that have ability to kill people. This is a very small percentage of the total PBTs in the US. PBT dogs have a much bigger magnifying glass on them.
0% of Insurance Companies forbid shelters to adopt out pit bulls.
January 28, 2011 – Representative Ruth Jones McClendon introduced HB 998. The introduced bill would regulate intact male dogs over 20 pounds that are running at large
The bill that was introduced is NOT BSL and was NOT either of the devastating breed specific ‘bills’ written by the attorney Cynthia Kent.
I spoke with Rep. McClendon’s office this morning to clarify what dogs the term “certain dogs” is referring to and it is confirmed that “certain dog” applies to the following.
CERTAIN DOGS. (a) This section applies only to a male dog that:
(1) has not been neutered;
(2) weighs 20 pounds or more; and
(3) is not restrained at all times:
(A) on a leash in the immediate control of a person; or
(B) in a secure enclosure.
The CDC has reported that 70% of all dog bite cases involve unsterilized male dogs, and an unneutered male dog is 2.6 times more likely to bite than a neutered male dog. In 2006, 97% of all dog related human fatalities in the United States involved unsterilized canines.
|Friday, December 10th, 2010|
i've had things running through my head lately that i feel i want to write out and post somewhere but fb seems wrong somehow. so here i am.
so here goes:
how pathetic is it that i drunktext people i know won't respond?
|Sunday, August 23rd, 2009|
|it's been a whirlwind of a week
so wednesday i moved to houston. Manny helped me. he carried the heavier stuff. like a good boyfriend. then we went out to Crescent City for dinner and beignets and then brought beignets to Lauren. Lauren approves of Manny. :)
night before last i made new friends. Mohana and Trad are best friends and both are from Saudi Arabia. they are very nice and very funny. Omar is from Libya. he's extra cool. he's only been in this country for three months. after about two hours of sitting outside near the entrance to the apartments and meeting other people who live here (like Ricardo who is very cool and comes off as very gay), Mo and Trad went off to Mo's place and left me and Omar to talk about everything. we talked so much. another two hours. finally at 1:15 i looked so tired that he said he was worried about me. but before that, he gave me a nickname! Koka i think is how we decided to spell it. it is pronounced somewhere between "coca" (like coca-cola) and "kooka". it's the Arabic accent. of all the nicknames that my friends have tried to give me, i think this is my favorite. i've been using it to introduce myself ever since.
yesterday morning i got an email from my sister saying how much she loves her job over in Greece and the ladies she works for/with want her to come back next summer but only if she brings her sister with her. after spending the previous evening/night with these Arabs i couldn't resist and agreed befor ei could change my mind. so apparently i'm spending next summer in Greece. i'm so freaking excited!!
work yesterday sucked. this store is a lot bigger and lot busier. at my old store the most dogs i ever did in one day was seven and two or three were little. yesterday i had 8 big dogs. fortunately only two were crazy and they weren't that bad. what was horrible was that this place has twice as many kennels as well as the higher traffic. also, at my old store we would clean kennels throughout the day. before someone was allowed to go home they were expected to clean a bit and they would usually clean kennels. this place doesn't do that. so at the end of a long day, i still had to clean every single kennel. and the bathing area. to make things even more fun, the girl who was supposed to help me close left 30 minutes early. so i was there forty minutes late. i was ready to quit. not two weeks notice, just quit. if this happens again when school's in, i will quit. i don't need that kind of stress.
but after work, before i had even gotten to my room to change into jeans, i saw my new Arab friends again. and then i met some of their Arab friends. and because it is Ramadan and they cannot eat when the sun is up, they stay up all night so they can eat just before sunrise. so i had dinner with them. at five am. and then around six i just lay down on the ground and they immediately gave me a pillow and covered me with a comforter. how sweet is that? then i woke up around 9:15, folded up the comforter, and then came back to my room so i could get my contacts out and washed. they needed it bad. it was all too much fun.
so except for work, this whole adventure has been far better than i could have ever expected.
|Thursday, August 13th, 2009|
|excerpt from my walk:
man: looks like you've got a handful
me: *chuckle* two of 'em
man: that a rottweiler and a pit bull?
man: how do they get along?
me: wonderfully! i was surprised when i found out they weren't "supposed" to.
man: Cesar Milan would be proud.
me: *squeelly voice* thank you! i love him!
i really do heart and greatly respect Cesar Milan. to be compared to him by someone i have never met before is such a great honor.
|Monday, August 10th, 2009|
it has been forever and a day since i updated yous gais. here are the highlights:
i got a boyfriend about two weeks ago even though i just told facebook yesterday (he wanted to surprise our friends. reaction was less than i had hoped.). his name is Manny. we've known each other since seventh or eighth grade when texas started making us do those standardized taas tests. we met because our last names are right next to each other and so we were always seated next together. our families were very excited that we had started going out. maybe that's why i was a little let down that our friends were not so enthusiastic.
i went dancing with some friends about a week and a half ago. it was so much fun! the only down side of the night was the creepy, old, fat guy asking me to dance and then saying i was "so sexy." i quite literally ran away.
work is starting to slow down. we've already hired my replacement. he seems okay. as long as he continues to improve, we'll be golden. i've already got my transfer set up. i am to start at my new houston location next friday. i'm kind of nervous. i'm afraid i'm not good enough or they'll be mean to me. if it's too much, i'll quit.
i'm very excited to go back to houston. i want to see all my friends that i've been missing to death, but i also want to dive into classes. or my new living situation. i hope roommate roulette treats me well.
well, that's all for now.
|Monday, July 20th, 2009|
quotes from today:
Beth: that dog is as pretty as Rhett [manager's dog]
me: oh. i thought you said he was as pretty as Rick [a coworker]
Beth: oh no. Rick doesn't look good.
Todd [store manager]: you're difficult, short, and overly gleeful
i really need to update more. but i needed to write these down before i forgot. more later. hopefully.
|Monday, July 13th, 2009|
|think i'll slip on down to the Oasis
so yesterday was pretty much the slowest day in the history of ever. i was supposed to get off at four:thirty. at one point in my day i panicked a little and thought "i haven't looked at a clock in a while. it's probably past time for me to go home!" it was one:thirty. i had three hours left! two of the groomers said the same thing. they kept on thinking "i have to hurry up! i'm getting so behind! *look at the clock* no i'm not." and one guy came in to get his dog's nails trimmed, which is usually a five-ten minutes process. so he came back two hours later... grr
somewhere in my day i thought to myself "you know, it's sunday. i have tomorrow off. the Oasis has latin dancing on sunday nights. i should go. but i also really want to read this book i've been working on. hmm.... what to do?" so i texted three people and two said to go. but by the end of that long extremely boring day, i didn't feel like doing anything. not even reading or watching tv! so went home, ate some dinner, and realized that i have the next three days off and if i sit on my fat, lazy ass tonight, i won't get off it. screw it! i'm going and i'm going to have fun!
so i did.
i think it was more the atmosphere and the live music than the dancing. i didn't really get to dance much. i went by myself and only two guys took pity on me. the first was an assistant dance teacher and was very patient with me. taught me some steps and danced a few songs with me. the other guy was not as patient. he gave up after one song. then i stodd there by myself for something like forty-five minutes soaking up the sounds an trying to relax into the music. at about eight:thirty (i got there at seven) i decided that if no one danced with me by nine, i was going home. then the lesson started and some guy asked me if i had a partener and then if i wanted one. we danced for a while (he was horrible, but friendly) until the floor was way too crowded to breathe. then we went to chat with a friend of his who was sitting at a table. he bought me a beer (my first beer!) and the three of us talked until they kicked us out. it was all SO MUCH FUN!!! i want to go back wednesday night. there are more dance lessons then, too. i can't stay as late because i have to work thursday, but i usually work wednesay nights, too. this might be my only chance.
|Saturday, July 11th, 2009|
|i don't know a thing about love
wow. i haven't updated in ages.
i still love my job. i got a $40 tip from one lady a few days ago. apparently she's a really good tipper. on wednesday, i was booked 7 dogs. 6 of them were large, 5 had long hair, 4 had thick undercoats, 3 needed lots of extra brushing, 2 were too old to be kennel dried, and all of them were bad for the drier. (kinda feel like i'm singing a grooming version of the 12 days of christmas....) all of these conditions warrant extra time. so i was very frustrated that they had been booked so as to give me 30 minutes for each dog. to say i was unhappy would be a gross understatement. one of the groomers took pity on me and did one of my dogs (the large one with short hair) for me. nate really is the nicest guy.
getting paid is nice. getting time-and-a-half for working july fourth is also very nice. but you know what is even better? having (and wearing) clothes that actually fit. i've lost 4 inches since the doc said to stop eating fat so some of my clothes are practically falling off me. the worst is the foundations not fitting. but now i can afford to get stuff that fits! hurray, huzzah, and yay!
i still don't have a place to live in houston this fall. cullen (my prefered place of residence) hasn't gotten to me yet. they said to call back in a week. i really hope i get it. i'm tired of sharing a room. i really want to be able to close my door on everybody else and escape every now and then. le sigh.
that's pretty much my week in a nutshell.
two points to whomever can tell me from whence comes my subject line. ;)
|Thursday, June 25th, 2009|
so sunday i cried at work. i had screwed up thrice on some very basic, common sense type stuff and was just so mad at myself. and i really love this job and what i'm doing. i really want to show that to everybody by caring enough to not be such a foul up. and then i showed up twenty-five minutes late yesterday. i was focusing so hard on the time that it somehow got shifted from "be there at - " to "leave the house at - ." for the suckage. grrrr.
and monday i got to close by myself because the person who was supposed to close with me called in sick. my sixth day of work. fourth int he salon. first day to close. and i was alone. ....the stress levels.
got a surprise haircut tuesday! i went in with mom to her appointment so i could say hi and look through magazine pics to find a new shape for mine. my hair has been so shapeless for months now. i've been working on growing it back out. but yeah.. i went in and passing mentioned something about needing something done to my hair and she just said " you want to do it today? i can cut your hair while your mom's color is processing." !!!!!! and it looks sooooo fantastic! i just kept looking in all the mirrors (fifteen,by my count) and could not stop playing with it. i lurvs it. even better: she said that because she didn't really take much off, just gave it some shape, that she wasn't going to charge for it. free surprise haircut!!!! squee!!
michael wants to get back with me. he's come off his rebounds and realized how good i was to him. and now the rejection is hitting him like it hit me four months ago. i'm not mad at him anymore. but i've realized that we really are not good for each other. i thought i was over him. maybe i am. what hurts is knowing he's hurting. but i know that stopping the temporary pain will only make things worse for the both of us later on.
closing again tonight. should probably get dressed.
|Friday, June 19th, 2009|
|work day four
so today my manager commented on how quickly i was picking up on the tasks of bathing and answering the phone. (you wouldn't think washing a dog would be that hard and it really isn't, but the girl who's there now takes an hour and a half to bathe a pug. no lie.) and then later a lady came in to ask a price on something and someone else was there before her and even though three people were up near the desk she was kind of being ignored. before too long, she gave up and left; i really don't blame her. but then i ran out after her and tried to make amends by asking her if i could help. and then i apologized for not being able to help because i'm new and don't know all these things yet. but i was able to help her find another petsmart that was closer to her house. as she was thanking me for my friendly customer service, one of the store managers walked up and began talking to her about some question she had asked him previously and she told him all about how the people in the salon had been rude to her and i had come out and was so wonderful. he almost looked like he hated me. btu now two managers know i'm good. w00t!
there was also a HUGE
dog that came in today and had ordered the full "spa" treatment. she took about an hour to bathe (i think. time flew by today. when i was asked if i had taken my lunch yet, i thought it was around eleven. it was two:thirty. the day was over before i knew it.). i loved her despite her terror. her name is Candy.
|Thursday, June 18th, 2009|
yes, i know the song is "rhinestone cowboy" but i had it stuck in my head last night with the wrong words. it doesn't help that those are the only two words of the song that i know.
day one at petsmart was lame and boring. mostly training videos. but i did get to meet half the staff so that was cool.
day two was not much better. got to meet almost the rest of the staff and was done with the vids but had to read instead. had to study salon safety so i could get certified and be allowed to actually enter the grooming salon. didn't get to take the certification test because i still didn't have an employee number. :( BUT!! and irish wolfhound came into the store! he was soooo huge!! his name was Grover. the muppet. and! this is how sweet he is: he can't have squeaky toys because when they squeak, he thinks he's hurting them. how. adorable. is that? lurv!!
day three (yesterday) i finally have a number! and get to take my test! i failed it! ...... there was a good hour of moping. i took a lunch so i wouldn't mope on the clock. but then i reviewed all four of the questions i missed, retook the test, and passed! hurray! so then i got to spend the last hour and a half to two hours actually working with dogs. i got soaked! it was great. but the bather who's there now kind of sucks. i've already heard complaints from the groomers. and she's the one actively training me. not quite so cool
also, it would seem for this job i have to get some pants that run about eighty dollars. not so excited about that.
it would seem that guy and i are not going to date. the reasoning is complicated and has to do with what we both think would make a good foundation for a healthy relationship. we agree that we do not have that foundation but are still interested. we're going to step back and see what happens. or at least i will. i'm still more than a little disappointed. i was so very excited about it despite the very obvious flaws. le sigh. kind of ruined my day yesterday.
|Sunday, June 14th, 2009|
|really long update
wow. it's been forever since i last updated. almost two weeks! i've been keeping a mental list in my head of things to tell you; i just haven't sat down to do it. i am so horrible about procrastinating. le sigh. this might be long.
so last tuesday, i didn't get to sleep until very late. i had climbed into bed at ten and lay there for a few minutes until a friend called me. a few minutes after we hung up, another friend texted me (at ten to eleven) and said to get on aim because we had been cut off earlier that day. i really didn't have much to say, but i love my friends and obeyed. then a third friend (remember that guy from a while back who was being kind of annoying? yeah, him.) started texting me that he had figured out how to get any girl he wanted. when he told me and i said it wouldn't work on me, he had the balls to say "already did"!!! when pushed on that point he said "not like that, i told you i stopped, i didn't try." (and then to next day he asked me what first attracts me to a guy! wtf!) so friend no. 1 called me back around midnight to say good night, friend no. 3 kept texting me until almost that late, and i talked to friend no. 2 until twelve:thirty. then a thunderstorm came our way. my dogs don't really like thunder too much and seeing as two of the walls in my bedroom are half made up of windows, the lightning flashes weren't letting me sleep anyway. so i lay on the floor with my dogs to comfort them. ...so that finally passed around one:thirty or two. and then i got to sleep.
the next day (i think), i was feeling inexplicably down and didn't know what to do about it. i just felt like getting out of the house. once out, i felt like driving north on 35. just driving. when i saw the exist for Louis Henna and suddenly remembered La Frontera (a shopping center i haven't been to in a good three years) and felt compelled to go, i took it as an omen from Santiago and went. i wasn't at all sure i was remembering correctly that there had been a Barnes & Noble there or if they would still be there, but i decided to check it out. it was indeed there. instead of looking for my favorite authors like i usually do, i decided to wander aimlessly around until something told me i should stop. when i did, guess where i was? go on, guess. you'll never believe it. i was standing in SciFi/Fantasy right in front of Terry Pratchett!! the universe loves me! i was of course drawn to Good Omens. i opened it to a random page and began reading. it was a bit that i had somewhat forgotten about, but was nonetheless priceless. how could it be anything less? -this whole experience may seem like not much to you, but it really made my week.
that friday, we went down to San Antonio to see my grandma. she was as fun as ever but her memory keeps getting worse. it's now back to the sixties. (dementia is kind of like alzheimer's in that it primarily affects the short term memory. so it would seem she's lost 40 years of "short term" memory.) then we went to the river. i do love that walking that river. despite its touristiness.
the following monday, i had a interview with Petsmart! not the new one i applied to, but one much closer to my house. i was hired but had to take a drug test. the worst part about the drug test was having to hand my "sample" to a really hot guy. so not cool, The Universe! so not cool! i start work monday. that is to say, tomorrow.
this past wednesday i went to houston to take care of some things on campus. i happened to see Jenny. i didn't realize until two days later that i saw her on her effing birthday!!! i can't believe i missed that! i feel like such a jerk it's not even funny. *epic shame!!* then i went to go hang out with friend number two. we've sort of been talking for a while now about possibly dating and decided that we should definitely go out. neither of us really wants to go near anything resembling a long distance relationship, so we'll go official in august when we live in the same city again. i'm just too excited to keep it under my hat until then. squee!
then friday was Anne's birthday party. so. much. fun!! there was tasty, tasty food, good friends who i haven't seen in ages, some new people to make friends with, and a little alcohol. Bri gave me a hickey on my shoulder, i was shut in a closet with Rhian, Rhian and Manny each gave me a back/scalp massage, and i returned the massages. got to sleep at four. slept the floor at Anne's house but couldn't sleep past eight:forty. and because i felt guilty for not bringing any booze, i went up to heb and bought breakfast of donuts and cinnamon rolls. we all agreed we need to get together more often. i'm so excited! the anticipation!
|Tuesday, June 2nd, 2009|
|does that make me crazy? ...probably
ok so last night one of my dogs really wanted to sleep on my bed with me. my dogs are not allowed on my bed for a few reasons: 1) i have a pretty delicate bedspread that would get caught in their nails and get buggered up, 2) they are big dogs and my bed is only a twin, and 3) it helps set me apart as dominant pack leader. as pack animals they like to sleep in my room but know better than to try to get on my bed. and isa has claimed my sister's bed as hers anyway. i realised that the problem was that the other bed didn't smell like me. so i went over to my closet, pulled some dirty clothes out of my laundry bag, and made her bed that smelled like me. does that make me crazy? she slept very contentedly.
"Like so many villians, he believes he's a hero." Darken Rahl!, Legend of the Seeker
this line really redeemed the show for me. in the book, the author right from the beginning explains this idea of perception saying that the villian character in the book actually thinks he's doing what's best, that killing many ppl just comes with the territory of ruling and conquering, and that to him the hero is the real threat to happiness. in the tv adapation, they have been missing this point until recently and the whole show has sort of felt very ... dimensionless. i'm very excited they decided to add at least a little bit of depth even it was only a single line. it does make it more interesting that it was said by the bad guy, though.
today the sun, a cloud, and a tree cospired against my darkening efforts. le sadface.
|Saturday, May 30th, 2009|
switching between channels watching Way of the Dragon with Bruce Lee and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles III is down right strange. a good kind of strange. i've never seen Way of the Dragon (called Return of the Dragon in the States) before. the dub was horrible! but there's a scene that i recognized from Kung Fu Hustle. it made me laugh and squee and clap. it was priceless. epic fight scene with Chuck Norris is epic! also, Bruce Lee's smile is adorable. almost as cute as Craig Horner's.
also, a tiny little bug decided to curl up and die in my computer screen.
this afternoon, i taught my mom some basic netspeak like lol and omg as well as how to make smiley faces. she tried doing two chats at once. apparently it was strenuous for her. she said it felt like going to the gym. i laughed. a lot.
and josh gave me a few pearls (pirate pickup lines) that made me laugh far too much:
Pardon me, but would you mind if I fired me cannon through your porthole
I'd love to drop me anchor in your lagoon
That's some treasure chest you've got there
I must be hunting treasure because I'm digging your chest
Avast, me pretty! Strike your panties and prepare to be boarded.
|Friday, May 29th, 2009|
my mom showed Boondock Saints to her high school students today.
she had forgotten about the... um, language.
|Wednesday, May 27th, 2009|
You are Wash. As the pilot of Serenity, you soar like a leaf on the wind. Carefree and cautiously optimistic, you hate fighting and violence. You are faithful and true to the one you love, though you still can't believe she wants to be with you! You lighten every situation with your wit and humor, though you may be a bit corny at times. Also, you love to play with toy dinosaurs..