Been a while

Wow. It's been a while. Maybe I should start blogging again too, Dara.

#1.....Really??

Due to a soccer game last night (surprise, surprise), I was unable to watch the annual special of Barbara Walters' 10 Most Fascinating People. I have however read the list this morning and read various people's blogs about the show. I am completely and utterly baffled at the fact that Camilla Parker - Bowles was Barbara's choice for #1.

"Camilla's triumph may not be about taking on the world, but taking on one man. It is a triumph of patience and understanding that is seldom rewarded. So we're going to do that by choosing her as the most fascinating person of 2005."

If this is the reasoning behind the choice, then Every Woman on the Planet should be atop this list. Patiently and understandingly dealing with a man's battle to committ or openly give of his love - That's what women do. All women. Even as simple as men are; time, effort and understanding are a must in solidifying a relationship and can be quite tasking at times. To single one woman* out for this effort is absurd. Therefore, if we do indeed have to accept Barbara's choice for #1, I am ammending it to include all women who have been in a relationship with a man.


* - And of all women to choose as an example. Ugg. First of all, she is not fascinating, nor is her "heroics" of everyday women. She is Lady Diana's replacement. And let me say, not a good one. Sure, she had Charles first, but is that anything to be proud of. I. mean. really. Gross. Plus she wears stupid hats.

Feliz Cumpleaños A Mí

birthday cake
Originally uploaded by ricechex1322.

Today is my 27th birthday. This birthday seems more like a milestone than my 25th did. 25 is mid-twenties. 27 is upper twenties. Say someone who doesn't know me asks someone how old I am. The response, as of today, is now, "Oh I don't know she's in her upper 20's." Yeah, I don't know about that. It feels so close to 30. And I do not want to be 30! I don't think I have ever really cared how old I am. I've always thought that age is a matter of how you feel. Now I realize that only old people say that.

I feel like I woke up today with a countdown clock ticking towards 30. It's like if I turn thirty and am still in the position of life that I am now, then that day will be D-day and I will be stuck forever.

The countdown is on. Cheers. Here's to the next three years to get my life together and start acting like a grown up.

Diddy. Can't. Dance.

Diddy Can't Dance
Originally uploaded by ricechex1322.

I watched the VMA's on MTV last night. I found it amazingly stupid at how cool Diddy (Not to be confused with Puff Daddy, Puffy or P. Diddy, but now - just Diddy) (The "P" was getting between him and his fans) thought he was. I thought he was a terrible host. To be quite honest, I thought the whole show sucked. They kept talking about 'surprises' and 'stay tuned, something cool is about to happen'.....um yeah, nothing astounding ever happened. The dialogue between presenters was awful and most of the time didn't make sense. Most of the performances were boring. I do give credit to Kanye (who i don't particularly like), My Chemical Romance (who should have won an award), Shakira (who i didn't understand a word of), and Kelly Clarkson (who actually gave a performance of enthusiasm and seemed like she was happy to be there). They were the only thing I really enjoyed watching.

Shots to the crowd might as well have been clips to two old married people passed out snoring in the recliners with their tv dinners still in their laps and the tv blaring on some station that has turned to static.

Look Alive People! Look like you have survived yet another hurricane and have the wealth and popularity to party all night and give way to the wasted efforts of Mother Nature to destoy your evening.

The people were boring. The people on the stage, the MTV announcers, the people in the crowd. And I'll assume that the audience at home were bored as well. They might have even changed the channel and watched the rerun of Desperate Housewives.

The thing that just urks me the most is the notion that 'Diddy' kept implying that he could dance. And he just can't. He tries. It's not for lack of effort, just lack of skill. The stereotype has been broken. Of all the 'acomplishments' Diddy has acheived, breaking this stereotype is one I am not too sure he is proud of. But it's time he faces it. So, I'm sorry to say Diddy. You. Can't. Dance.

Lose Control....cuz misdemeanor said so

Everybody here
Get it outta control
Get yo backs off tha wall
Cuz misdemeanor said so....


Ever have one of those days that you think you are just going to lose your mind? Today just might be one of them. I need a vacation. Earlier I had a box cutter in my hand (actually opening boxes - not just holding one for fun) and so bad I wanted to throw it like the people in circus' do. Ya know, some girl gets on a spinning wooden wheel and some freak throws these insanly sharp knives at her. Yeah, I wanted to do that. That could be a nice, stress relieving job. Well, I guess it would depend which end of the knives you were on...

Fruitcake Lady

I'm sure everyone who watches the Tonight Show knows about this lady, but I just came across her and she cracks me up! Hilarious.

Click here for laughter.

Chandler Bing, I am...

“Many people quit looking for work when they find a job.”

“The supreme accomplishment is to blur the line between work and play.”

It has come to my attention that when it comes to people knowing what I do for a living, (in reference to ‘Friends”), I am Chandler Bing. Nobody seems to know what I do. The overwhelming theory that I ‘do nothing’ is absolutely wrong. I have been at this job for six and a half years. When I first started working, most of my days were spent doing paperwork, mundane computer updates/programming, long and drawn-out tutorial sessions for students, meetings about how to improve the office, organizing and accurately updating accounts and budgets, book orders, maintaining standing orders with journals, re-organizing and condensing excess information and paperwork that was cluttering the office, thus, sub sequentially hindering any effort to get a grasp on the important information that needed to be dealt with in a timely fashion.

My job hinders on organization, time management, and accuracy of everything I do. When I first came to this job, none of these qualities above were of any relevance to the person who worked before me. I am proud to say that I still work just as much, if not more. (I have assumed many new job responsibilities over the years). The only difference is that I have used my OCD and anal-retentive behavior to work for me. I have streamlined my job into an efficient and functional organizational effort that has not only benefited me, but my co-workers, office, and company. I have turned 30 minute long computer updates into programs that now only require one typed word to do the same function. I have pertinent information (and any other information, for that matter) fully organized and able to find at the drop of a hat. I have good relations with all companies I do business with. I produce and effectively get all the same work done in less than half the time it took when I first started in 1999. I continually research and inform myself, along with the ‘head honchos’ of the work place with new, technological information that can only benefit and help not only the students but the staff with improving everyone’s work.

So, when I have time to ‘play’ on the Internet at work, it’s not cause I don’t have a job to do, or a ‘real job’, or an easy job. It’s cause I’ve put in my time here, and I’ve made my job work for me. And the simple fact that I don’t have to stress about my job anymore and that I have done, and continue to do, an efficient job and feel that I have plenty of job security - lets me sleep better at night.