it's been like 18 years...

ok not really.. but it's been an insane amount of time since i posted an entry..

and really it was just to update my header with something even prettier than the previous one..

although since i'm not on my laptop i couldn't edit more than just color and tint.. :( not that the cast needs all that much prettying up.. they're gorgeous how they are..

and as we type i'm i'm watching the Somebody To Love music video on the DVDs that casey love bought for me for christmas and Glee really never ceases to make me smile.

also.. girls.. if you're still checking blogs.. which i doubt.. bc i won't lie.. i haven't checked anyone's in over 3 months..

i can't wait to go over to houston in june. really.. it's going to be amazing.. and i'm so so so happy for kristin even though her being ready to pop at the moment we're going to watch Eclipse, we'll miss her there.. it won't be the same, but she made me promise to go with her when i got back from my texas rendezvous to continue our tradition of watching twilights together. :)

okey dokes.. really this was just so i could change the header..

k peace out.

Revelatory.

Mood: fucking bored
Music: whack ass tunes. Please. Ear plugs.

The more you push me the more I'll pull back. I realized this he other
day when someone I know kept somewhat forcing their help on me. If
that's what they're doing, for some reason, and it's weird that I can
actually feel myself do it. I emotionally cut myself off from that
person for awhile. I become short and I purposely give clipped answers
don't ask my why i do it. i'm a psych major and i can't figure it out
myself.

And it's not even that I was pissed that they were offering to help.
It was more that I kind of pride myself on being fiercely independent.
I don't usually like to depend on people for things. When I have to,
it's usually forced by myself because I just need to get over my
neurosis. But it takes a lot.

And then like when I really needed the help, like with the condo. They
kept asking me, well when should we come over? and when can we help?
These are questions I can't answer. I am awful at delegation. Telling
people what to do for me is something I'm not good at. Not that I
don't think them capable of getting the job done, an it's not I can't
pass over control. I don't really like control. It makes me anxious.
But for my wedding for example. I ended up doing a lot of the stuff
mostly bc I couldn't tell people what to do. It's a character flaw
that I dislike in myself.

Meh... Anyways.. I'm at work. And I've been here since 330. Even
though I didn't need to even get there until 5. Bah!! I've been bored
all day. They have a keg that I'm pouring and they're still not
drinking. This is ridiculousness. I only have about a year or so left
on paying off my car. Now then, if only I wasn't working for my mom,
it'd be easier to quit after that.

Meh... I also hate when people bring their own alcohol. It pisses me
off so fucking much.

Val from IPhonezy
You moved the tea!!!!!!

i need to fuckin' rant.

Mood: so motherfuckin' irritated
Music: the guys are changing our carpet.

ok.. let me start by saying.. casey.. i am not attacking you. just in case you feel that this post is about you.. it is not.

this has been one hell of a fuckin' week. and i apologize in advance for all the swearing, because i just can't contain myself right now and i feel like setting something on fire.

so, we moved into this condo. it's not new, but it is ours.. and we're making it ours. the carpet was fuckin' disgusting. it gave stewie fuckin' rashes all over his body. i wanted to cry for him. he's getting better but he's still scratching. it's so disgusting. when they started pulling the carpet up just now, all i could see was a fuckin' dust cloud of disgustingness entering the rest of the condo.. and my lungs.. so i opened the sliding door.. which is fuckin' broken. and a fuckin' fly flies in..

we got our sliding door and upstairs window changed out because the other frames were crap. the new ones look fuckin' sick! they're pretty. it changed the whole look of the place, actually. but.. they're just for decoration.. because the fuckin' sliding door won't keep anyone out.. it doesn't fuckin' lock. we noticed it last weekend. when i tried to lock it and the fuckin' thing just kept sliding open. it doesn't latch properly or whatever. so all week i've been calling the fuckin' jack mother fuckin' ass hole who owns the company that put them in about a month ago to send someone out to take a look at it.. and fuckin' fix it.. because essentially.. my fuckin' home is open all day, and things are just out there for the taking. i'm so fuckin' pissed. I want to fuckin' kick his mother fuckin' eye balls. He's such a fuckin' condescending piece of shit. i've called every day this week trying to get him to send someone. but i want him to call me before someone gets there, so that i have someone in my home while there are workers there. that makes sense, right?? well apparently not to this mother fucker. finally after taking, pretty much the entire day off of work yesterday because JackFuck was being incredibly vague on when someone would be able to come out and work on the door, i went home at 930.. i only worked 2 hours..

so 530 rolls around and i've been fuming for the better part of the day considering that JackFuck said someone would be there in the morning to look at it..

well guess the fuck what.. no one fuckin' came. so i call him again.. and he says ok he'll be there to look at it personally. he said he'd be there in an hour. i knew exactly what would happen. two motherfucking hours later.. the fuckin' asshole shows up to look at it.. i knew he going to just assess and then tell me he was going to send someone again the next morning.. like i believe the mother fucker. i just shrug my shoulders and shake my head a little like "sure i fuckin' believe you.. you've told me nothing but bullshit all damn week." he half assed apologized for someone not being able to come out and fix the door. and again i shrugged my shoulders like.. "you fuckin' suck at life.. just send someone and stop talking to me." and he has the nerve to tell me earlier this week that i should tell my friends about him because he'll give me a cash recommendation.. what the fuck ever.. like i want anyone in this fuckin' state to use you as a window contractor.. your fuckin' customer service is shittier than the fuckin' sewer system and you want me to send my friends to you.. he may not have face to save.. but i sure wouldn't put anyone else through this fuckin' hassle. especially not my friends..

so finally this morning, i call again and he knows who i am by now, the motherfucker. well i tell him that i still want someone to call me before the tech gets there so someone can be there while he works. and he said "whatever." "whatever?! that's how i feel." pause. "you need to call me before someone goes over there because i don't want someone in my house while i'm not there." "if they bother something i'll break their neck. i'm 240 lbs." what the fuck?! is he serious?? i don't give a fuck what you do to them after the fact. I DO NOT WANT SOMEONE IN THERE IF I'M NOT THERE. Jesus! is that difficult to understand? apparently for him it is. and he still never called.. and the carpet guys showed up and i'm still at work, so i had to take off of work to come here and there happens to be some workers from the JackFuckTard's company working on some windows down the walk way.. so i call up JackFuck himself and he tells me to ask one of those guys to help fix it.. So fuckin' easy, right?!? the worker came and fixed the panel in like 3 minutes.. you don't even understand how badly i want to swing a fuckin' bat at something right now.

and on top of that.. our tv downstairs broke, the motherboard or something blew out.. the tech for that is coming out tomorrow.. my dad and his friend are stopping by, any fuckin' minute now, i mean fuck, burger king really is only down the street.. what's taking them so fuckin' long?! they're going to look at the lighting, because we have a ceiling fan, track lighting and a vanity that need to go up... fuck this shit is getting out of fuckin' hand..

i really need to go to the batting cages or something.. or take up kenpo again and fuckin' kill a kick boxing bag..

new obsessions call for new blog headers

music: field of dreams just started..
mood: anxious

dear journal,
feeling listless again today..

haha.. no i'm totally kidding.. if you've seen glee from last week.. you might find that funny.. anyway..

so.. lots of new things going on with valerie and casey. we just moved into our own condo! which is exciting. and intimidating. but mostly a lot of fun. but we just started out so, we'll see in a few months if we're still going strong, both financially and maritally. :P just kidding babe...

so.. we moved.. and we're still finishing up unpacking and i need to retouch paint here and there but it's looking hundreds times better than it did when we first started cleaning it up in the beginning of august. yes.. we've had the keys since about mid august and it took me and a team of highly motivated family members to help make it presentable. i'm deeply grateful.. they have no idea how much.

we also have a new obsession.. my new banner for example.. it's Glee!!!!! every wednesday and pretty much everyday in between i somehow have a glee fix.. it's such a fun show and the music is fantastic and the cast is sexy and they're all talented and it's just a lot of fun to watch.. plus.. you can never have too many one liners! jane lynch is a comedic genius.. she's evil and insane and it's wonderful.

so... i guess that wasn't that much that's been going on.. but i just wanted to show off a new banner.. :P

kthxbye..

i don't blog enough..

Mood: Thirsty i'm feeling rather parched..
Music: nada

so.. with new pics.. comes a new banner.. :P

but there are some more important things going on in my life.. like kc and i have officially become home owners!!!!

we won't move in for at least a few weeks.. it needs a lot of work.. well not a lot.. compared to the other DUMPS we looked at.. this one is in excellent condition in comparison.. but there are still things that need to be done to it so that it becomes our place..

we picked out colors for the bedroom and the bathroom.. now we need the kitchen and the living room.. plus we need to finish changing the locks and get a new sliding door and screen.. minor things..

i have our couch picked out and we bought our table from crate and barrel online the other day.. and that shit was $200 cheaper.. hell yes we're getting it!!

we'll change the carpet on the stairs after everything is moved in bc it's crappy now.. so why change it while it still can get trashed..

i'll have pictures up when the place is more presentable.. right now it's pretty bare.. and not clean yet..

so we'll see how it goes...

enjoy the banner of the adorable kStew and tLaut...

such a busy week...

Mood: Hopeful
Music: oh! the microwave just went off! yum! corn dogs!

this week has been hectic.. i never have hectic weeks.. usually hectic for me is if i work at the hotel twice a week.. this week.. i've been on the go the whole time.

Monday, I went to the Giants game with the Ho, Cassie and Casey's mom. it was fun, i love those seats.. btw.. happy birthday baby J.

Tuesday, was our two year wedding anniversary.. so we went out on a date. reservation was at 730.. we were seated and already getting our appetizer at like 732.. how awesome is that!? we made it home by 930.. really good food too.. kc was a happy boy.. he's been talking about that restaurant since last april.

Wednesday, we went to look at a townhouse with our realtor and decided that we liked it. so we wrote out an offer for it and now we're waiting to hear back from the bank. they said it looks like we could be closing in the next few weeks.. but i've heard that before.. and i hate when i get my hopes up and they get shattered.. especially for this.. i need this house more than i need a baby right now. let that convey how much i need our own place. then we had to book it back home because kc was already late for his Junior Giants baseball practice where he coaches the kids.. it's like bad news bears minus the grumpy coach. meanwhile, i had to get ready to go out to dinner with kristin, meesh, and katie mehrhoff since she's in town being smart and whatnot over in berkeley. we had dinner in san francisco at Blowfish, this really yummy sushi restaurant.. then i came home.. 930 again, i believe..

Thursday, working in the morning, working at night.. and i never did get my damn fruit and yogurt parfait that i'd been craving all day.. :(

Friday, my one day to chill out at home, instead i decided that i'd take stewie to kc's baseball practice.. stewie loved it.. made lots of new friends, because he is the absolute gentlest puppy in the entire universe and just wants to be petted.. even though he's a hot mess when he goes outside bc he's all covered in dirt and muck..

which brings me to Saturday, i woke up at about 8 ish.. had an hour long text converstation with jd. she scared the shit out of my by making my brain think it was still friday and that i was late for work.. but my brain caught up and realized i don't have to be at the hotel until 1230.. but kc wanted me to go into costco to buy some stuffs.. so.. here i am.. i have to be at work in an hour.. i was gonna straighten my hair, but decided i'll do it before i go back into the hotel at 4pm for a polynesian party tonight that is ONLY serving hors d'oeuvres, but they're still having a bar.. lord, give me strength..

ok.. i am so sleeping until noon tomorrow.

peace out!

iphone 3g S - 3 strikes, you're out..

mood: tired
music: none, it's 1231 am.. kc's going to wake up in 30 minutes to go to work..

so... i've tried three times to buy the new iphone without success.. is the universe telling me that i should hold off on buying it??

i reserved my iphone for friday and i was going to go on my lunch break to pick it up.. but i had to work through lunch and couldn't even go after work because i had to head to my second job. [ strike one ]

i went out of town on saturday to my husband's family's reunion/grad party for his cousin. we didn't get back until 11pm..

this morning, sunday, i went to at&t and they didn't have them in stock. but i can order it and have it delivered to the house.. [ strike two ]

since it was still just 11 am this morning i went to the apple store at the mall in san francisco.. going through the whole process and practically having my credit card out ready to pay, it all came to a screeching halt when i needed the primary name on the account to sign for it, which is my sister.. i don't understand why, since it's family plan and i've been paying for my own since 2003.. [ strike three ] oh well.. and i'm not really even pissed that i didn't get the phone. i'm pissed at apple for having the stupid rule that you have to have the primary person there with you to purchase the phone. it makes absolutely NO SENSE to me..

so yeah.. and i don't know if it's in my head or whatever, but i swear my phone has been acting all wonky since the new phones started selling..

i'm so tired.. i'm going to sleeps..

correction.. it's 1254.. kc's alarm already went off once.. why am i still awake??