The Egg Yol!

New Year, New Life, New Ways!

2008-01-15T10:58:00.000-08:00

It's time for a change...

During the last 7 months since my last post I've pondered about many aspects of my life, and I've come to the conclussion that this blog must come to an end.

Since my first reason for creating Egg yol! was to satirize my own life and suddenly had a twist that didn't end like a fairy tale. How on earth can I erase everything and rewrite?

I'm too damn lazy for that, so...

I've closed a circle of my life and now entering a new era I can't use this web scrap book anymore, and probably I might, still don't know, but may be, in a short period of time, though I'm not yet sure, create a new blog with a different subject and an different name, unfortunately not available for english spoken people.

To those who read my blog since the beginning to the end I thank you for being a big part of my blog life and just a few became a part of my real life too.

I will be visiting my favorite blogs once in a while so I don't loose all of you.

With love

Egg Yol!

The Moment we all been waiting for!!

2007-07-11T07:41:00.000-07:00

Alright people ... here are the ...Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiicccsssss!!!

From the Trip to Egypt I took last May, finally, I was too lazy and too shocked to try and download them.

How can that be possible? Such a man as small as a mosquito shock me?

Anyway....Here's the linky.

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/eggyol/sets/72157600749799060/

oh, PS: The description is in spanish so....Get yourselves a dictionary 'cause I'm too lazy to translate for ya!.

Reorganizing Thoughts!

2007-05-30T11:38:00.000-07:00

And when will this ever end!?!?!?!...

I wanted to shut down this blog right after my return from Egypt, I thought it made no sense anymore to keep up updating it when I felt blocked inside. But, I guess I'll keep blogging some more, that way it will remind me of all the stuff I've done through these 3 years of blogging.

So I turned 28 yesterday, and for the first time in my life I feel I have achieved something, of course not economically because I still don't have a grave to die in but emotionally I think I'm doing puurrrfect.

At least, I feel the pressure off my chest and now I'm rearranging my thoughts now that I have closed the circle, strange thing, although I went through some though moments when I was in Egypt I don't regret spending the time and the money, on the contrary I feel it was a good investment for my well being. Do I feel angry? Yes, very much, I guess is better to feel anger than to feel sorrow, still, anger is bad for the health so I must work on this to get it over with, besides, Egypt guy is not worth it.

Putting into balance my relationship of almost 5 years with Ali although he hasn't been the greatest man in the world and sure he doesn't want to go further with the relationship I think it hasn't been so bad, or at least, it hasn't been as tormentous as the internet relationship I had with Egypt guy for 2 years before I decided he should take a hike.

Even after I came back two weeks ago, I just heard from Egypt guy, but he wasn't happy, I had taken a picture of me and Ali a few days before and I post it on my display on the messenger, Egypt guy saw it and just blew up like an atomic bomb. Did he at least said happy birthday to me? Of course he didn't but I don't care anymore.

Why am I still keeping in touch with this man after all he did? Well it's quite simple, I have entered a game, just to see where this will all end, he hasn't blocked me and I'm just waiting for that moment to come, or maybe he wants me to block him but that will never happen, I must see where this thing between me and him ends. Probably with a big fight, probably with a truce; from my end I would like to end it with a nice friendship, afterall, still he keeps a special place in my heart that no one will ever replace.

One thing I realized and I'm really impressed with what I found. I missed Ali so much while he was away, when I knew he wasn't coming the day he said he would (he messed up the arrival dates) I felt completely broken and I really thought he wasn't going to come back and I had no way to reach any of his family members to check if he was alright because I didn't hear from him for 3 weeks, I was worried sick and I had no other choice but to wait. Finally he came back, and I cried.

WTF why did I have to cry when Ali came back if I don't love him, and why didn't I cry when I left Egypt guy, the man "I love".

Does this mean I love the man I think I don't love?

I guess only time will tell.

So, what are the achievements since May 29 2006 to May 29 2007?

1 - I traveled more than I thought I could

2 - I did a liposuction and lost 2 dress sizes (sweet dream come true)

3 - I developed a gift I thought I would never have

4 - I went to Egypt to find the truth about my feelings, myself, and to open my eyes and to realize not all that I see, is what I think I want.

5 -And most important I realized my happiness was inside of me all the time and not hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

The Circle is Closed after 7 years!

2007-05-19T08:11:00.000-07:00

Oh dear...

I didn't post anything since march, my mind was totally blank because of the travel arrangements to finally get to meet the man I fell in love with over the intetnet 7 years ago.

The day finally came on May 5th. what can I say? Instead of coming back with questions closed I came back with more questions than I ever imagined, but I guess that's a natural thing though.

I can't say anything bad about him, but from my side I did the best I could to make it seem like a fairy tail but imagination is such a bitch with me that when I saw the real thing it wasn't what I was expecting....at all.

We talked, a few, his cellular phone wouldn't stop ringing all day long so the quality time to get to know each other better in 6 days wasn't there, plus we would argue about things I quite don't remember anymore so there were lots of silent moments aswell, then his mother gets sick for a few days and I had to be alone, in a country I don't know so we didn't have time for almost anything but touring around for 3 days here and there, it was nice while it lasted.

This could only happen to me!

While Egypt guy's mother was sick (let's pretend she really did) I was so damn nervous, so damn scared when he dropped me over to the hotel and he was going to leave me alone without knowing if he was ever going to come back that I turned sick with diarrhea the whole day, hell I lost 7 lbs. so it was totally worth the sickness. But I wasted a whole days locked in a hotel room and doing nothing but to worry, nice thing he's mobile phone was available the whole time so we could keep in touch right?

WRONG!!!!!!

The last time I heard from him he called me at 2 am asking how I was doing, this was on a friday.

Later in the morning I was feeling much better from my run runs so I decided to go down stairs and look around the beautiful hotel I was staying at and I saw this jewelry store and there was this cute old man showing me some stuff I really liked, I think he saw the look on my face when I told him I was waiting for friend to pick me up in the afternoon that he told me not to wait for him and better to see around beautiful Egypt because it was going to be hard to come back, and he was right, why would I be stuck in a hotel room waiting for a person to take me around when I am a grown woman and I have a damn brain that I can use and a whole new country to discover, Hell yeah! I said and went directly to the lobby to ask for a taxi to tour me around.

So I called Egypt guy and told him I was going out, I heard he was happy that I was going to have a distraction, and so I asked him if he was going to be able to pick me up before 6 pm and he said yes, and so off I went to my journey around the city of Cairo.

I came back around 5:30 pm and when I wanted to call him to double check if he was coming.... his cellular phone that never stops ringing all day long suddenly was out of service OH MY FUCKING GOD I thought, he dumped me!!!!.

I called him several times and phone was still off, probably more than a couple of hours I tried and it was still off, I had to call my parents to let them know if they wanted to call him to talk to me they should not worry because I was going to be in the hotel and Egypt guy's phone was temporarely out of service. Of course my dad never buys any stories without wearing his Sherlock Holmes hat and investigating the cause of such evil acts so the list of a thousand questions appeared, we spoke over an hour and my father still wouldn't buy my story, but I didn't even knew what was going.

So now knowing I was on my own for the rest of my trip I decided to make it worth while, so I booked a nice candlelight dinner at the nile river with 3 shows on board which was beauuutiful and the staff at the cruise were splendid, more knowing I was the only person without a partner, all of the waiters pampered me like a baby and I felt like a queen. It was a two hour cruise so I came back to the hotel by 12:30 am and I was so tired and stuffed of food, but still I tried to call the man just to check if his mobile was on again, and....nope, still no signs of life from the man. So I went back to bed, knowing that I had to get up early the next day for my next trip, I was going to Alexandria to spend the whole day there, the place was sooo beautiful, the sea was so green and gorgeous and the ruins and tumbs were amazing, I went around so many places with my tour guide I was beaten up.

**FUNNY FACT**

On my way to Alexandria which is a 3 hour drive from Cairo we stopped at a resting area so drink some water, stretch our legs and go to the WC, I had to go pee so I just ran. I must say that toilets in that country and probably the entire midle east are a bit different than our regular toilets over here, they don't clean themselves with toilet paper, they use water instead, the toilet paper is only used to dry your privates, so the water comes out directly from the toilet like a squirt, I didn't know that because I was going to the WC only at the hotel so they use bidets instead of the water squirt coming out of the toilets. So when I am done peeing, I want to flush the toilet but I can't find a handle and it wasn't automatic, automatic toilets don't exist in Egypt just yet, so, looking around for the handle I see this little knob almost on the floor, so I push it with my foot but it doesn't seem to work, I thought it was stuck, so I touched it with my hands and when I realize it turns, a squirt of water comes out and I showered myself with toilet water all over my clothes, I was a soup, of course the surprise hit me and I started screaming and the women outside waiting started to laugh out loud, when I get out of the toilet, a crowd of women were outside my toilet waiting to see what had happened, and when they saw me dripping water from my clothes they just went down on the floor and laughed some more.

Going back to Cairo at night, I was catching a cold because my body started to ache, and I was feeling exhausted although I didn't do much walking so I ordered room service, and while I was laying down in bed with my fluffy hotel robe and fluffy hotel slippers the phone rang and it was him, shouting at me, and asking desperately where I was.

EXCUSE ME??? Where was I??? Where the hell were YOU!!??!??!

Ya know, switching off cellular phones while a visitor is in your city is not polite, no matter how you put it, especially when a visitor comes from another country. That's just not the way to go. At least in my country, we don't do that, we treat our visitors right.

Anyhoo, my sandwich arrived to the room and the man asked me to get dressed because he was picking me up in 5 minutes. Noooooooooooooo my sandwich!! and it looked so good, I had to leave it there waiting for me.

He picked me up, asked me again with boiling eyes where I was, we argued quite alot and I just wanted to beat the shit out of him but what could I do? just stare in blank, then he takes me to this other restaurant in the nile river and I say, oh again, I came here yesterday and had a beautiful time ALONE, ate dinner ALONE, saw this great show ALONE, the waiters treated me like a queen because I was the only person ALONE in the cruise, but still, I had a great time ALONE.

I don't know if he felt like shit or not when I said that, I hope he did because that was the whole intention of repeating the word ALONE.

Anyhoo here comes the good part....

While having dinner he says to me "I need you to give me an answer right now, tonight, are you willing to move here with me after we get married in Mexico?"(I think at that moment the fish I was eating rot in my guts because I spent a really bad time in the wc a few hours later).

I stare at the nile river, it was beautiful by the way and I wanted to say Yeeeeeeeees I will I will so cheerful but I just couldn't, instead I was being honest, said that I was afraid of so many things and that I needed to think and clear my mind, he agreed and proposed to come to my country and visit me in 4 months and if I said yes we would get married here, then I would catch him in Cairo by the end of the year. I agreed with the proposal.

I came back home, and I was so happy to be here and to be honest with you all my dear readers, I would never live in another country that is not my own, although we are full of crap over here and people are so bad and violence is picking up I wouldn't change my culture, my custom and my whole life for something that is uncertain. I never put a step forward if I am not sure of what I will be stepping on to.

And unfortunately with Egypt guy, I would go blindfolded, and I'm too scared of that, good thing he is making things easier for me though. I called him two days after i came back and he sounded happy, he said he missed me. I called him the next day and a man picks up the phone telling me he is on a meeting of some sort (weird, he never does that), next day he doesn't pick up the phone at all and just lets it ring.

Yesterday, he just turned his mobile phone off.

Thank God I'm in no hotel room anymore in an unknown country!

VIVA MEXICO!!!

Happy Saturday Everyone!

Back Back Back!

2007-03-15T16:57:00.000-07:00

Wow, new blogger?

I've been away for so long I even forgot what my password was, but that's so natural 'cause I'm gettin ooooold.

So where was I?....right, so very few to non know that I went through a delicate surgery to put my figure into shape, I'm usually round with a yellow middle and I need curves dammit, my pretty face just don't fit with my body; so I went through what it's called a Liposcupture, that's right, and I don't know what happened during the time I was sleeping in the hands of Morpheus that now I have this thing that I can see things before they happen, and see people that are really not there.

Weird,

Anyway, I browsed around books and such and it turns out that I am a so called a psychic (whatda!) yeah, and it so means that it's some kind of a gift? I don't like to see dead people when I'm ready to go to bed you know. It's quite creepy.

Now I'm kind of angry, because I didn't get the results that I wanted from the liposcupture, I actually gained more weight but OOOH I have a new gift now. Crap! A gift I have to deal with every single day of my life, and it's not a pretty gift I tell you, mostly when you see weird shadows and hear strange noises in your house, nop, not pretty at all.

So now I understand why my sister and I never get along, she has these 4 big shadows behind her taking care of her and I have been threatned that I will get hurt if I don't mind my own business, fine with me, who cares if my sister is having her energy all sucked up by 4 leeches right?

Wrong!

I have a spiritual counselor and guides me through all this things I don't know of and she tells me I need to help my sister to get rid of those energy suckers. Hell NO! I need to mind my own business, that's what those 4 told me and I must obeyyyy. Besides I'm finally planning on going to see the man of my life who lives in Egypt in May and I must loose weight!

Can't psychics just get rid of the unwanted fat? This sucks.

Anyway, the last time I saw my sister it was really really creepy and I had the shakes like every time I see an ugly soul trying to be funny with me, believe me, it's NOT funny. I tell her, look, you have a furry ugly creature sitting right next to you and is telling you a bunch of senseless crap (she usually speaks crap because of drug overdose but this was different). She became really rude with me because I was calling her guardian a furry ugly creature. (What can I say? I'm an honest person)

Next thing I know is I'm shaking like a palm tree on huracane season and sweating like a pig, the skin surrounding my rings turned black and I start to feel my heart wants to jump out of my chest.

Damn furry thing! Looks like it wants to be much stronger than me and I need more help. Fortunately there are metaphysics classes going around my area, I'm taking those classes to understand what I can do about this thing my sister has and once I'm prepared I'll be ready to have a boxing round with the 4 ghosts and their furry ugly little pet.

So we'll see how that goes, in the mean time I will say that finally I had the courage to call the man of my life and tell him he is going to be mine wether he wants it or not, I think he's into the S&M because he liked it. bwahaha I told him I was going to cut his head if he didn't submit to me and he went craaaaaazyyyyyyy.

Damn I'm good at this.

So I paid the plane tickets already and he already made the reservations for me and it's just one month and a half away before I finally get to meet him in person and see if the future I see in my head for myself is really with him .

Happy thursday Everyone!

Between Good and Evil!

2006-11-28T22:09:00.000-08:00

The Good Sister and the Bad Sister...

I will tell you that I belong to a very peculiar family story, I am the youngest and the one that bonds the family together; my father is divorced and had a daughter and my mother is a widow and has a son. I grew up with my brother, my sister lived with her mother until she was 18 years old ( I was 8), then she called my father and asked him to take her with him, and since then only for a few months she lived with us until she trapped my brother and got married to him after 5 months, they had two boys, right now the oldest one is 17, the youngest 14.

I never got along with my sister, because of two reasons, 1) I felt she was stealing my father and 2) because she stole my brother, or well that't what I felt when I was 8, right now everything is different, her character is very difficult to handle and she always tries to find a way to fight with us for everything; she blames my father for making her how she is and for leaving her with her mother, a drug addict and a grandfather an alcoholic; she also blames my mother for taking away my dad from her, which is totally untrue, blames me for being the youngest and the one who had everything that she was supposed to have; I think the only one who she doesn't blame is my brother, and that is because she's married to him and he supports her ugly self.

My sister since I remember was a bit wacko because she said she could see dead people, that really creeped me and surprised me at the same time; she would tell the most horrorific stories about how she could see her dead grandfather visiting her in the midle of the night as a dark smoke and telling things about her future, which eventually and after some time they actually came true. But still none of us believed her.

Anyway, a few months ago, when they moved back to tijuana, because they used to live in the south the first impression she gave me was of rejection, of not being able to stay in the same room as she was. It was something that's very hard to explain, but it is as if some sort of fear and you have the urge to get out of the room because you're in danger. That's something similar to what I feel everytime her and I are near.

I didn't know what it was, actually I just realized a few weeks ago what was the meaning of that feeling. I was with my parents at their home talking about her behavior that evening and my mother asked about her; immediately I saw 4 shadows standing behind her image, everything was happening in my head as always. I could tell the source of those shadows, they were entities, or souls very negative souls, as soon as I saw them I felt fear and that same need of escaping. The oldest of those souls contacted me and told me they were with her to protect her because she needs them, but they were not complete, they needed to be 6 of them to complete the circle and take my sister away but before they did that they needed my father.

My father is also a spiritualist and a prayer, he has some psychic powers but not as developed as me so he kind of knew what was going on with my sister, still he was a bit surprised of what I was describing.

A few days later my parents meet with my brothers for coffee, I couldn't join them but my father told me how the whole thing happened and it wasn't pleasant, they began talking about philosofy and theosofy and metaphysics when she tells my dad, she prays for her dead people, she has 4 souls taking care of her and they belong to her grandfather, grandmother, mother and an uncle and she always prays for them and talks to them and invoques them for her protection. Then she went into some sort of trance and gave my father a message to me.

"Yolanda...her creator will not be able to help her if she doesn't allow it"

What the hell was she talking about? That was something I was about to find out a few days later.

Remember I haven't been able to communicate with my sister for a long time because of that strange feeling I get so usually when she goes to my parents for a visit I get out of there as soon as she steps into the house and viceversa, when I go there and visit and she's already there, in 5 minute she's gone. So there is really no way she knows what I have or that I feel what I feel when she's around.

So with this she tells my father, that whenever she's around me she feels a huge wall that I create and that is something she feels she can't break.."but it's something that Yolanda doesn't know she's doing for her own protection, tell her she needs to break it to be released"... she said to my dad.

Hell, when my dad gave me the message I could feel every hair in my body raise like there was static all around me. How could she possible knew that?

I don't deal with dead people, and I don't wish to either, it is a border that I wouldn't like to cross but I know eventually I will have to do so as soon as I get the knowledge to fight it I will do it.

I met my friend gaby later on that week and told her about the message my sister sent to me; Gaby says that apart from the fact that my sister is already aware of my habilities to play with energies she knows and her four entities know that me and my father want to help her break from this negative pattern she's taking and those entities are not going to give up so easily.

And that's how one of my sister's entities, the oldest one sent me a bad ugly guardian to play ugly games with me.

And the batle begun!

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

In Your Near Future!

2006-11-26T13:00:00.000-08:00

That's how I knew I had a "gift"...

I met a guy a few months ago through a love match website; he's one of the cutest guys I've ever met, also sweet and very polite, I felt a very strong bond with him and we chatted about everything but there was a mismatch, he wants to have kids and I don't; so as soon as he knew I didn't want kids he told me directly he wouldn't wan to have more than a friendship with me, which I thought it was still okay because we had a lot of things in common and our spark was more about being the best of friends than being something else.

Then something came up my mind, like a short film, I saw him holding 3 kids, two girls and one boy and right next to them a beautiful woman, then many dates came up my mind and these images were so fast coming into me I had to stop for a second and sort them out. They were all like playing cards being thrown at me at random order and really messy I coulnd't understand at first hand what they meant.

I then thought it could probably be something about him that he needed to know, he told me he felt sad because he's 35 and still with nobody to share his future plans with, he needs to have a family of his own and needs to give all the love he has to that special woman, to his "muse" that's how he calls her; he also told me about a business opening, very big for his life and told me he had plans to open it early september. A big no came to my head and said to me, early january, many troubles and nervous breakdown.

I didn't know how to react at what I was seeing inside my head, it was really the first time it had happened and couldn't explain why, still there was this urge to let him know what I saw that I just had to excuse myself and tell him I had information to pass over him; I said, "I have a thing that sometimes happens to me with people and it's about their future and I think you should know this and I hope you don't get scared or you will stop talking to me".

He acted surprised and a bit relaxed at the same time, after I finished saying what he needed to know he confessed he had the same gifts as I do; in fact he can see auras and his sister is a medium, I felt so happy I found someone that understood what I was feeling a few months ago after my first experience and until now he's one of two people I adore in this world, his name is Mario and he also introduced me to my soul mate and almost immediately became my very best friend, Gaby, she's a psyquic like me, but her powers are more advanced than mine, I'm a toddler compared to her and she teaches me alot of things about this gift that is totally new for me.

The thing about being a psychic and mostly when it happens to someone as scheptical as I was is that as many times I have done some visions for friends of mine I still get surprised at the results I get after my visions come true. It is something that inside me of is very hard to explain what the feeling and emotions I get.

One of the most surprising and it was the very first vision coming true was about a close workmate of mine, she got pregnant 8 months ago. When she told me she was pregnant I could see something dark and too much sadness and that sadness came out of me and it showed in my face, my work mate was a bit angry at me because I didn't congratulate her but it was something I couldn't help and I couldn't say what I felt. I saw a badly shaped male fetus who was strugling for life and it was an asfixiating feeling for me it made me want to cry.

5 months passed, she struggled with the baby with chances of abortion, then one night I remember it was a monday I dreamed about her and the baby; she was giving birth to it and the baby was dead, she was holding the dead fetus between her hands and she was sobbing so hard. The dream was so real I woke up with anguish, two days later, on a wednesday morning she gave birth to a dead male baby, she was 5 months pregnant and her baby died on tuesday night. A night after I had the dream.

This is definitely something that I know I will remember for the rest of my life.

Getting back to Mario's prediction about his job opening, I spoke to him early in september and he said "well, everybody's telling me that I'm a nutcase if I think this business will open this month, everybody is telling me the proyect will be ready by early january, just like you said". Yesterday I had a very short chat with my dear friend Mario again and well, it really seems like the restaurant will open by the first week of January.

Well... I'll be damned.

Till this day, I have my doubts of wether I'm making all this up or it does happen, is it because my studies about psychology and probablity are so good I get a good chance of predicting ones future? That is something I'm in the path of learning with the help of Gaby, my new best friend.

The bad thing about being a psychic is that we can predict people's future but we can't predict our own.

And that reaaallllyyyyyyy sucks!

Happy Monday Everyone!

Yoli is Back and full of Energy!

2006-11-25T14:52:00.000-08:00

Hell and it is a good one by the way...

People I am back, yes I'm back but not to tell you about my horrorific life. Like I wrote on my previous post was under reconstruction. And well as you can see it wasn't the reconstruction of a blog, but a reconstruction about me; yes, as always this blog will be focused on me, that's never going to change, this is my blog and hence it will be about me, but with a little twist now.

While I was inside my egg waiting to burst out of it something hit me, I didn't bleed thank you for asking, but it did change my life, it was back in June when I was struck by something i can't really explain what it was, but it was so hard I still don't understand how it happened. Then the egg broke and I was out, to find that there are other people out there inside that shell and they can't break by themselves, and I have a thing that can help break that shell.

This blog will be now about how I learn how to develop my powers as a new psychic, I want to share that experience with you, because I believe everybody has a psychic within but don't know how to take it out of them.

I hope all of my previous readers will still like this corner, but if not well I wish you all good luck in your journey.

I BELIEVE!

Is it possible really that there is something out there out of any means of explanation? I still don't know if what some people have as a gift has logical explanations of any kind. Maybe plain luck, too much logic going in our minds to understand and probably predict what will happen in the future; this is what I'm trying to find out.

Early June, I had a trip planned to go to another city, on to the northeast of my country to visit a friend of mine for her birthday. Something inside my head put an image of me being worried about something going wrong. I didn't pay attention, I had many of those before when I had a trip planned, it was plain nerves.

Right after I got off that plane something went wrong, the bus took 4 hours to drive me to the town I was heading because of a traffic coalision, besides that, the ranch where the birthday party took place was too far away from town for any public transportation to drive by; my friend who offered to drive me back to the bus station that night disapeared for the rest of the night and I had nobody to take me back. Right at that moment, the image in my head that I had a few days before appeared right where I was standing, it was dark, lonely, cold and I felt extremely worried that I could miss my trip back to TJ.

To end the story in a happy way, fortunately I have a guardian angel looking after me, and introduced me to my friend's cousin who offered to drive me back to town and head me to my trip on time.

I'm still thankful to him for helping me, otherwise I would have missed my plane.

This was the first time I had a vision of something happenning, it was surprising, I couldn't believe I had that same image in my head a few days back and didn't pay attention to it. Still I know if I knew it would happen I would still do it. It was something I couldn't prevent.

Since that moment I was more preocautios about everything that pops into my head, most probably if it does a few minutes before it will happen for sure.

More stories coming its way!

Happy Saturday Everyone!

I AM UNDER RECONSTRUCTION!

2006-08-04T13:05:00.000-07:00

Complete makeover if I may...

People, the Egg Yol! is going through severe reconstruction, and soon, don't know when I'm trying to keep the drama here, very soon tan tan taaaaan. I will be back.

Soon,

Very soon,

Happy Friday Everyone.

PS: Ooh this was a friday quickie aswell. ha!

Back To The Old Habits!

2006-05-31T15:00:00.000-07:00

Men….beware!…

After breaking up with Ali I’ve been here and there, mostly everywhere and trying to get my life back the way it was before.

I never said this in this blog but I used to be quite naughty back in the days when I went completely independent from my family and had an apartment of my own. It all started when I was 22, still a virgin and never had a real sexual encounter with a man. My parents were very possessive so my father never allowed me to go out anywhere and be at home before 12 am; so it was obvious that once I was living alone I was going to “Live la Vida Loca” which till this date I don’t regret.

I had several one night stands and I even took part of a threesome, all of this in less than a year, my last one night stand was Ali. I don’t regret him either.

Although I have matured enough to know one night stands only leave emptiness and never fill that sense of pleasure I still wanted to give it another try, but I haven’t had the courage to do it just yet but I’ve been naughty enough to be fooling around with a few other guys I’ve already met and gone out with and only one of them got lucky.

Is the guy I post about a few weeks back, I met him at an online dating service, he lives in the Northeast side of my country, I live in the North Pacific so it was going to be a bit difficult to meet. Chatting very few times and txt messaging once in a while with our cells little by little things got heated up, ‘til the point of having phone sex one time and cybered another; the week after I get an invitation from him to go visit him at his city, not having anything to do that next weekend I booked a flight to Monterrey (Mexico, don’t confuse it with Ca).

And I must confess it’s been the best weekend I have ever spent in my whole life. It was all a dream, we felt as if we met each other since a long time, he is a true gentleman, a sweet, charming, delicate, sensitive and much more. Not to mention how horny, and creative he is which drove me wild. I felt we are quite compatible, in all the aspects you can think, but still something troubles me, and mainly is the distance.

I thought I would never know from him again, he had to leave to Boston the same day I was taking my flight back home, he said he would send me an email as soon as he got there but I never did get anything from him, then I knew it was all finished. But I guess I was wrong, when he came back from his trip he txt messaged me saying he was back, we exchanged a few other messages and that was the end of it. ‘til this day we are still keeping contact.

Last Saturday when I logged in the internet I saw him online, while chatting he said he was very happy and thankful that we met and then said something that shocked me “I wished you were right here with me to keep me company”. I couldn’t swallow it completely and to my surprise I felt uncomfortable by those words. We just met, how can he say something like that? He doesn’t know me! So I asked him to stop. The next day we saw each other online and said he wishes to see me again. Surprisingly I felt something, I don’t know what it was, happiness, sadness, it was all mixed emotions but I couldn’t say a word, I just smiled back, he asked what was wrong and I asked him if he was just joking around with those things, but he said he was serious and why would I be thinking like that? But I was not expecting him to tell me anything after our meeting, after all it was just a visit of sexual pleasuring without inhibitions right? But I felt he felt offended by what I just said, he said he enjoyed being with me and he wanted to see me if the time and schedules coincided but oh well, that was just him.

I couldn’t say anything, I didn’t know what to say or how to react at such thing, I’m not used to this kind of treatment and it hurts, if he’s not telling the truth it hurts, I just broke up with a man I thought was going to be the man of my life and now this guy comes and tells me he wants to see me again. I thought it was going to be sex, heat and end of story, no more continues.

Right now I’m very confused, I know he likes me, I know he’s being honest, for Pete’s sake he gave me his home phone number last night so I can call him. This is too compromising for me!! I don’t need to know any phone numbers, I don’t want to have a relationship right now, hell I don’t even think I want to see him again, what if I fall for him? I don’t want that, I’m still too sensitive, but at the same time I want to see him, desperately I want to be with him just like he told me that Saturday, and I also want to see him soon, very soon.

Even knowing he’s true with his feelings I’ve been dating a couple of other guys, I even tried to go on a weekend getaway with one of them, but he seems extremely shy for my taste, and I’m looking for a guy with a spark, fortunately I got sick with a flu, and he never called me back, that’s a good sign it means there was no chemistry.

Anyhoo, I’m not going to keep my hopes for the long distance guy, what good would he give me anyway? So I’ll just see who comes next.

Neeeeeeext!!!

Happy Hump-Day Everyone!

I WILL Survive!

2006-05-17T08:51:00.000-07:00

Dammit...

Yeah I got the keys to my house back, his stuff are out of my closet, hell I am free again! But dammit, you know how it is when you had a relationship with someone and that someone meant something special to you but you have to move on?

I guess if it would have happened to me something similar to what happened to Ali I would have done the same thing, I would have searched for the person who supported me throughout 3.5 years or more and I wouldn't like him to put his back on me when I needed at least someone to talk to.

So yes, we met that saturday night at my house and he was really in no good shape, he even kind of scared me when he said he didn't go to work that day, and for him to not go to work for no particular reason is really really strange.

Making a very long story short I listened to his problem and how he felt about his life and his situation and how his life is passing by and nothing has changed, on the other hand it has gotten worse. Being the ear that I always am for all the friends I have and sometimes not even friends I try to comfort them so they can go on with their lives and make them feel that what they're going through isn't the end of the world.

Ali wanted to spend the night, and to be honest I was really horny! So he spent the night there, but as soon as he asked to come back the next day I said no. Hoorray for me!!!, nooow things are turning the way I want to, and I see him when I want to at the time I want to. And that feels so damn good!

In the mean time I've been single again, I've been moving on, dating a few other guys here and there, but nothing really interesting happening anyway. I even got into that online dating services and there's where I met this guy who captured me since the first time we had contact, we've txt msg our cells every once in a while to wish each other a nice day. The only problem is he's in another city, not too far away from where I live, but it would be very difficult to manage a relationship long distance. Still I'm willing to give it a try and last friday we arranged a meeting for next weekend in his city. So let's see how that goes.

While I'm arranging my trip, Ali calls saturday afternoon to see if I'm available, I said I was but until late that night, around 9 pm. So 9 pm came, 9:10, 9:30, 10pm, 10:30. I thought he wouldn't show up, so I changed clothes and wore my pj's to go to bed when I hear the door bell and it was him. We started a fight, that's really rare on us because we never really fight, worse in the midle of the street and that's what we were doing. He was angry at the way I asked him why he was so late, I don't even bother anymore to ask him why he didn't call because 1) I know the answer and 2) I no longer care. So he starts shouting at me and saying I'm a selfish woman and never cared about anybody’s feelings and that I only care about mine and that's why he never wants to marry because "All women are the same".

WTF!!??!!?!?

He got into his car and I ran infront of it to stop it, so he does, I reach his window and asked him:

Me: “What did you just said?, Now after 3 years you tell me why you don’t want commit?”

Ali: I don’t want to talk about it and I don’t want to talk to you anymore, you think I don’t notice how hard you are with me and how cold you are when I come to see you?

WELL DUH!

Me: Step out of the car because I really need to hear these things you’re saying.

We got inside the house and asked him to sit and speak.

“Let it all out” I said “I want to hear what you have to say before you get your ass out of my house for good”

I was acting like a therapist and Ali the patient, and so he really did “Let it all out”

I can’t believe a man can keep all that crap inside him for so long, how you men do it really??? I’m extremely impressed! And I never did thought that he ever noticed how I changed and since when I started acting so bitchy.

I am really impressed!

He even said he was EMOTIONALLY TIRED!! When do you hear a man saying “emotionally”?

Well I haven’t!

Anyway, my answers to all my questions, same as the readers that have followed my story since the beginning have been answered.

You wanna know?

I know you do!

He’s scared of commitment because he has seen everybody around him falling apart in their marriages, he doesn’t want that, he also doesn’t want to be tied to anybody telling him what to do and how to act and how to do things in his life, I doesn’t want the responsibility for a woman who is living with him or even married. He just wants to be free.

Totally understandable, still I don’t get how he doesn’t want commitments and he is committing to buy a house with his nephew.

That is a commitment and a responsibility aswell but I guess he was just talking about a living thing, and not a house and let’s just leave it at that.

And then he asked “Why are you acting so cold with me?”

And well folks, you know the answer…I also “let it all out”

And for the 20th time I told him it was over…over…OOOOVVEEERRRRRRR!!!

Because he really didn’t get it the first time so I had to put it in a more clear phrase so he could chew on it better.

‘Ali, you are here because I need SEX, I don’t need your money for the rent, I don’t need your help for anything, but I can’t use a damn vibrator or just get laid with the first man that crosses my street, so that’s really the reason why I allow you to stay around, for the SEX, that’s it, I don’t love you anymore, I just need the SEX, so this is the only thing I can offer you, SEX, no nice feelings, no tenderness, no love, no nothing, just SEX, SEX, SEX, so it’s really up to you, if you want to stay around we’ll just have SEX, no word exchange no interaction, just SEX, and if you don’t like it well…the door is wide open!” Any questions?

Ali: So this means we are over?

D’OH!

YEESSS!!

Any other questions?

Ali: No

Good,now let’s have SEX!

Happy Hump-Day Everyone!

Turning to Another Page in History!

2006-05-04T21:44:00.000-07:00

Deep Breath...

Finally he's gone, I can't believe what I did and I'm still in shock, I kicked him out and still I don't know where I got the courage to do so when it took me a whole year to tell him I wasn't happy anymore.

Suddenly that day was here. I wasn't so much aware of how serious Ali was on getting that house he always wanted until he told me a couple of weeks ago he was going to sign a contract and live a new life with his family. Weird, I didn't feel anything so I let him eat some leftovers I had on the fridge while he was giving me the heads up about how happy and excited he was about this new house; after he finished I told him I would gladly help him pack his stuff so he could leave....RIGHT NOW!

He stopped for a while and looked at me for an instant, he didn't know if he heard me correctly or I was joking, then asked "What???" and I just nodded "what you heard". Without more time to loose I hurried him up to get all his stuff in his luggage and even gave him extra grocery bags and a few other bags I could find so he could take his stuff away that same night to never come back. He still couldn't believe what was going on, I kept packing up his clothes and the rest of his remainings while he was assuring me he didn't even had the house keys yet.

I don't care baby, you're getting that house anyway right? so you'll have plenty of space to take your junk (grins).

he finished packing and putting everything inside his car, all of a sudden something hit me, I was going to be left alone, and it was now for real. I WAS GOING TO BE ALONE!!!! What in the world am I doing? Why aren't I stopping him and tell him it was just a joke and, well, let's get back inside and be the couple we've always been right?? But words didn't come out of my mouth, this time it was all actions, my hands and feet were doing things I didn't want to do and I couldn't stop it. And then the best for last, I spit "I'm going to need my spare keys for the car...and the house...please".

Yup, he was amazed just as I was, did I just say that? Did I just asked him to give me back my keys? after giving him the right to come into my house for 3 whole years? Oh my god I must be completely insane! I must be posessed by some sort of demon, I could have NOT said that ever!!!

He hessitated a while to give me back my keys as I had my hands extended and waiting for them to be dropped on my hands; he asked me if I was sure about it, and I said yes, he asked if he could come and visit me and I said NO, he asked if he was ever going to see me again and I said Maybe, probably, but not for now.

We had sex for the last time that night and I dropped a tear, bringing back the memories when he first moved in with all his stuff inside his car and I was helping him put his clothes in my closet and making enough room for his stuff.

Those were the happy times.

It was all clear, his choice of getting a home with his family was real, he was no joke and I was never a part of that plan. Well, if he really wants a house instead of the woman who gave him all of her life and her love for almost 4 years then there's nothing much to do to change his mind. It was all about the desire to reach "The American Dream".

Last Saturday my cell phone rang, it was him, he sounded...strange, preocupied, worried...devastated?

Ali: Hello? How are you? Are you going to be home tonight? I need to talk to you, remember that house I bought? Well it turned out it was all a fraud, I have no house, I have no money and I have nowhere to go, I really need you.

To be Continued....

what NOT to expect from those you think they might CARE!

2006-03-31T18:32:00.000-08:00

Sheesssh...

So yes, I'm a regular human being that needs pampering when something bad happens in it's life and a little bit of comforting words wouldn't be so bad.

After we were released from the police station note that I didn't weep or try to drop a tear all that time, I'm the strong cousin dammit, the older one, the most responsible one, the one who faced the charge of driving because little cousin didn't have her drivers license up to date. So yes, I was the one being yelled at by the police when I couldn't explain exactly how the accident happened, the one asked for her papers and the one that has an accident record.

How much did I wanted to call my parents to give me support while I was waiting at the police station, my cousin did, immediately her parents showed up they were there all the time. Why didn't I call my parents and decided to tell them the next day at noon that I had an accident and needed medical attention? Because my aunt said she would visit my parents the next day to talk about the subject. I didn't want to scare them away.

You see, I have a big problem, I hate showing up my feelings to people, even if they're my family, I can be broken inside but not show a face of sorrow or pain while everybody is present, especially when my parents are present, I don't want to make them worried about me, I don't want to show dependency of anybody, I need to show them I'm strong, I can deal with anything and stand up every time.

When I came back home after the accident, I opened the door to my apartment and faced something I have never realized before. Who is there for me when I need comfort? My house felt empty, huge, lonely. I couldn't stand it anymore and many thoughts came to my mind, the first one, my parents were on vacations the week before the accident and actually they were not planning to come back until one more month, but at the last minute decided to get back home because they missed me, they were 4 houses away from mine and still I didn't want to knock on their door at 11 pm to cry on their laps and tell them for the first time in my life I felt death so near me and I was afraid. The second thought was, I really don't have anybody that loves me or that I know he will be there for me when I need him.

For the first time in my life I felt alone. I dropped myself to the sofa and began crying, I cried my soul out, the pain in my heart was deeper than the pain I had from the accident, I thought for a second to call BT (his name is Ali by the way), but then I thought what's the use? he's nothing to me, what good will it do to me if I call him? So I didn't. I took a sleeping pill and headed to sleep hoping the pain would go away.

Tuesday night when Ali appeared and saw me with the neck support asked me what had happened, I explained to him, but just as I thought he made a sarcastic comment: "oh you're whining for a little pain in your neck, just take a shower with hot water and it will go away".

Sure, he's an ass! but at least he was useful to fix me dinner and give me a back rub with no sex. Wonderful!

Still, I needed a little pampering, which did never happened of course and yes, I was still sentive as I am now and I needed to cry a little more and well tell him what I felt about the whole experience, but of course he never let me....he was too busy reading his books on the internet to care.

Anyway, that day passed, then yesterday was another day Ali came to visit, still asking me why am I wearing the neck support, now I'm thinking he either suffers from Alz Heimers disease or he just plays stupid, which ever that was, he got into my nerves, thought I was playing, then another sarcastic comment appeared: "I've had so many accidents and look I don't cry, besides it was just a little bump don't be exagerated".

That did it, I couldn't stand it more and cried infront of his face, I know he hates that from me, he has told me that several times, he doesn't like to see me crying, he gets really angry when I do. So I've always tried to not cry infront of him but this time I just couldn't help it. That sure pissed him off and made him get out of the room for a few hours, even after he came back I was still weeping; stupid me I still asked him why he was so mean to me, why wouldn't he at least hug me? I needed a damn hug is that too much to ask?

But of course I forgot I never showed him how weak I am about things, so it is really my fault, he didn't know how to act on me, he barely sees me cry whenever he does something to me I feel is rude. All I know is how to expect him to act on me whenever something bad happens, he'll just ignore it.

Note to self, I was right I didn't call him that night, I'm really glad I didn't.

Somebody will come to my life and will get to appreciate me more, at least I'll have somebody to cry with whenever I feel blue.

Happy Friday Everyone!

6 lives more to go!

2006-03-30T08:57:00.000-08:00

WHEEEW..

I never thought it would happen to me, and always wanted to see it with my own eyes. Monday night my cousin and I were on our way to see "Hostel" the movie when a car hit us from the left side of my cousin's car and made us spin in the intersection hitting a stop light post, it was all so fast and at the same time so slow I still remember every second of it. It happened just like in the movies, the sounds disapeared, I felt the car tilting to the right and I turning my head to the left to see what was making us move and I could see a white car taking us out of the way, my cousin trying to control the car and I turning to every direction to see if anybody was going to hit us again, then I turned to her side and a big truck about to hit the driver side, I closed my eyes for a second, suddenly I turn my head to the right and I see a pole coming my way, I turned into a ball immediately without closing my eyes and seeing everything.

When the car stopped I was surprised the pole didn't hit me, it hit the front of the car distroying only the right lights and the right tire; I immediately turned to the left to see if my cousin was ok and we both looked at each other, then saw the big truck stopped just inches away from my cousin.

All the sounds of the street came back and I could hear my cousin asking me if I was ok, for then I realized I had a neck pain but everything else was in it's place, just my glasses jumped to the back seat of the car from the impact. Immediately I remember the car that hit us so I turned around to see if it stopped, but it didn't; it was a hit and run accident.

We got out of the car still asking each other if we were ok and still confused of what happened we didn't know what to do, funny thing, my cousin wanted to move the car out of the way because it was blocking the street and I was still thinking we were going to miss the movie if we didn't move quick.

A patrol officer came to us and asked what had happened, I told him only what I saw and left me with the words in my mouth and headed directly to where I told him the car that hit us probably have gone. A few minutes later 5 more patrols came to us and asks us if we ok and as soon as we said we were they headed over the the first patrol went. An ambulance appeared, then a fire truck and all of them were sent to the other side of the street. I was getting very angry from the lack of attention we were getting, we could have needed medical attention maybe. Finally another patrol car stopped infront of us and asked us for our papers, and told us we would be arrested until it was resolved who was responsible.

I was so scared and angry at the same time, we were going to get arrested for no reason! Luckily another officer came from the other side of the street and told our officer the person driving the other car was drunk, he immediately let us go, but still asked us to come with him to the police station to file a report against the person who hit us. So we got into the car and headed over the place the other car was standing; we saw the same white car, completely distroyed from the front and a woman laying on the floor with her face covered. I thought the woman was dead.

After we got to the police station, we asked the officer if the woman was dead, he told us after she hit us she pushed the gas so fast she lost control of her car and smashed it over a tree, then the car bounced to the other side of the street, the woman suffered minor injuries and a broken neck and was sent to the hospital for treatment, they asked her about the accident but she didn't remember anything.

A few minutes later a judge called us and asked us if we were injured so they could file custody of the woman, at that moment I didn't feel pain and my cousin the same, so we filed no charges against her.

I've been with a neck support for two days and haven't gone to work, for a dislocated bone and have to keep the suport for another week until my next doctor's appointment; my cousin only suffered a small inflamation to her back but it's nothing serious. Still with this, I think I did fine by not sending her to jail. While we were waiting at the police station for our release I kept thinking what had happened to this woman's life to make her drink on a monday afternoon...a tormentous life maybe?

And I was right, the next day when I went to the insurance company to get my hospital pass the insurace guy told me he had spoken to the woman's family and told him she had a very interesting past, she tried suicide last year and has been in jail several times for being conflictive. The woman is married with two little kids, that night of the accident she had a fight with her husband and got drunk, then she got into her car to clear up her mind. She didn't know she was not coming home that night.

Thinking in retrospective about the accident, we were really lucky we are still at home and talking to our loved ones. If it wasn't for that pole that stopped us and that truck that stopped on time, God only knows what could have happened to us.

As for that woman? She'll get her punishment.

"Divine Justice"

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Dentists and other Crap!

2006-03-11T09:22:00.000-08:00

I wish I was a shark sometimes...

I've been eating too many sweets for too long and seems like some of my baby tooth's don't want to come out just yet even after 20 years.

Last monday I felt something strange on one of my baby tooths (yes I still have baby tooths) and I was very very hessitant on going to the dentist to have it checked; now I've had a cavity for many years on that tooth and I never ever wanted to go to the dentists and have it filled, and really I was thinking that I would never have to go to the dentist unless all of my teeth would rot, broken and needed to be taken out of my mouth, otherwise I would not go.

But I'm such a coward when it comes to pains that even a little bit of weird feelings makes me want to rush to the doctor and see what's wrong even if sometimes is just gas buzzing my intestines.

Anyway, the little pain was bugging my tooth to the point I couldn't sleep, not because of the pain because the pain was almost invisible but because of the fear that I had to go to the dentist to have it checked. So the next day I dragged myself to the dentist and waited outside...and waited...and waited...and waited some more, it was already open but I just didn't want to go in; dammit, they were going to put needles on me!! that's too friggin' scary. But I was already there so I thought what the heck, it will probably be just my scared self and it wouldn't be so bad.

Well I was wrong!!!!

Damn dentist, she put a huge needle inside my mouth and I felt she was poking my brain with it, it hurt like hell even though she put a thingy that makes my skin numb at first, I don't care, I wanted to run away, I even warned the dentist if she hurt me I would kick her ass right there and then, so she took it slow, so slow she took an hour and a half filling that tooth and I didn't see the end of it!!!

Ooh the pain!! not the tooth ache, actually half of my face was totally numb but my jaw, it felt it would dittach from my skull from all the time that was open. Then it would only happen to me, I was so nervous and shaking so much the little suction thingy moved around my mouth and the little water hose moved over to my throat...

I was choking!!! and that dentist didn't know until I turned purple, she scared and apoligized, the suction thingy was not on so all the water coming out of the little hose was getting directly to my throat. So while she was putting that suction thingy back on I swallowed my own cavity, tooth dust and funny tasting water. WTF!!??

I know she wanted to kill me, I didn't let her to her job right, but I was paying her to do it dammit! and with that still she wants to kill me? Oh no no no no.

And still she tells me the rest of my fillings are old, so old they need new fillings, me with my numb face and inflamated cheek and bad burnt tooth smell said NO, I'm not coming back next week, are you kidding me? I may come back when my tooth are roth, broken and probably might think of tooth extraction,

No more fillings for me thank you.

Happy Saturday Everyone!!

Randonmization!

2006-02-27T09:46:00.000-08:00

Celebration of Yoliation fascination realization…

Hmmm let’s see now, what should I blog about today?

Should I rant about this woman who is getting me out of my nerves every time she screams for anything? Yes I’m talking about Drama queen.

You know how it is when you work with numbers? Anybody has ever worked with numbers before? Like accounting? If so, you must know what it feels like when you’re highly concentrated on your thing and suddenly someone slams the door and starts buffing and puffing like a bull and makes weird sounds and ends up screaming about something….Then…then you feel like a vinyl record is being scratched by a needle. What comes next is inevitable, you’ve been trying to figure out why a number is not matching your budget and someone is distracting you and you totally lost the account and you have to start all over again…and it was a 2 hour job we’re talking about here.

I am sooo killing Drama Queen, I am going to kill her pulling each hair of her humongous head one by one then make little hair balls and make her eat them.

Ok she might not die but she will sure get constipated. She might need an enema.

Mwa…mwaa….mwaaahahahahahaa!!

Perhaps blog about how the BT revealed himself as being so uncomfortable with the situation we are in right now that he told me Saturday he wants me to be his GF because he just doesn’t seem to fit well into the BT position. He is still in no position to whine, I’ll give him a few months more before I decide, at least I have to wait after March then we’ll see what happens.

Ok why is everybody waving at me through the window? I don’t like this!

Dammit it makes me feel like I’m inside a cage and people are looking at a monkey using a computer. Oooh so amuzing, yup I can stick out a booger and eat it too…wanna see?

Yeah that’s what I thought….beat it bozo!

I took my parents to the airport on Friday night, they’re off to their honeymoon/birthday trip and they have no date to come back yet, still I’m so happy I’m practically on vacations myself too, so I started off my weekend with no parents with a lazy Sunday, no cleaning, no washing and just sleeping.

My no parent’s home vacation is beginning!!!

Yay!

Happy Monday Everyone!

Valentine's day and Income Taxes!

2006-02-20T21:31:00.000-08:00

See any relation?...

They're both a pain in the ass! dammit!!! Who invented a Valentine's day anyway? Useless...crap...yes....crap...super crap....crap!

Anyway, on to another subject because this one's old enough to make me look old.

Dammit I'll be 27 in 3 months.

I'm feeling old....bring me my rocking chair...and a muffin while you're at it!

So yeah... Happy Valentino's day for all of you too.

Ok, so after being a good year and old I decided to give my parents a birthday gift for both of them as their birthdays end up in the same month fortunately not the same week so instead of buying them like flowers, cake and a dinner for two I wanted to do something fancier. Yeah I'm all about the big picture now, that's what my horoscope from two weeks ago told me. So I opened my huge, humongous mouth and told my parents I wanted to give them a trip to wherever they wanted to go with all expenses covered by Yoli Tours. Yes yes that's me my pennyless me, but oh well, I felt bad because I actually haven't given anything good to my parents ever in my entire life so why not giving them something they will remember until they die and also brag about with my brothers who are so useless I have deciced to take them out of my will so they feel more envious and jealous of their baby sister.... Yes that's me too.

Fine! Everything was fine and faaabulous until last friday, when my paycheck came and I see 20 bucks more deducted from my weekly tax deduction, which equalled now to a hundred bucks total worth of weekly tax deduction which would end up being 400 bucks worth of monthly tax deduction which would end up being 4800 bucks worth in a yearly tax deduction and let me tell you. That's alot of money for Mexico, mostly for me!

I fainted, then came back to life, then fainted again when I knew I wasn't having bad dreams with the tax deduction, and what have I done 3 days before? I gave my parents a birthday present, unlimitted budget trip to wherever they wanted to go.

Gaaaahhh!!

Stoopid taxes!! Me and my big humongous mouth!!! Gaaaaaah!

-Gasping air-

So after finding this atrocity I had to claim this...this....thing to the payroll guy who with his drooling mouth and flies flying around him answered that it was a regular yearly readjustment for all of our salaries (my ass) and that some of us got it and some of us didn't (my ass). I demand a clearer explanation for this...this...atrocity!!!!

I know it's all Nutter Industries Fault, I just know it! A few hours later the Gral. Mgrs. Admin comes to my desk and asks me for 10 cents to borrow because she wants to take out hot cocoa for her boss.

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?

After you, this crappy ass company took out 20 bucks from my paycheck you want to steal away from me 10 cents for the boss's hot cocoa?

This is going into public record!

Thiefs!!

$20.10 and counting!!!

-Gasping air-

Happy Monday Everyone!

Note to Self!

2006-02-10T15:51:00.000-08:00

Ahem…

So I had a 3 day weekend and it was fabulous, except for a few other things that really pissed me off.

1- I totally forget how pushy and nosy my parents are that every time I invite them to eat outside they need to know how much the check was and then start making faces and doing expressions about how expensive the restaurant was. I definitely think BT and my parents should have been family.

2- Waiters piss me off. When I ask for water is either because I am choking with the dry food they have served me or I’m so thirsty, either ways, I need water RIGHT NOW NOT TOMORROW!

3- Crossing the US border is always pissful, yes pissful, not peaceful, pissful; why you ask? Stupid border inspectors don’t know what secondary inspection is, so they decide to turn a 30 minute waiting line into a 1 hour and 50 minute waiting line because they want to check each and every car they look at. Do I look like a damn drug dealer to you?? I have my parents with me dammit!!! And that little bag contains medication for my father’s heart condition…No don’t take it away, dammit!!

4- Went to a little store to Seaport Village on Saturday and I saw a few accessories I liked, I asked the woman behind the counter if those accessories were real silver and she nodded, then asked “what did you think it was?” I turned into Piss Mode and I answered “Fake, that’s why I asked, because they LOOK FAKE!” Damn racists!!!!!

Anyhow I got me a great deal on all about cats store with a 75% disccount on a cookie jar and of course the whole store was 75% off and of course I wanted to take the whole store incluing the owner's cat which was pregnant with lil kitties...Sooo cute!

5- I got some killer new highlights which totally rock, and they look real pretty. Now ask me if I’ll ever do it again? Hell NO! it took the guy 4 hours to do my highlights and over a hundred bucks, you’ll think a hundred bucks for a hair cut and some highlights is cheap. Well, not my precious time it is!!

4 friggin hours?!?!?!!

Oh hell no!!!!

6- Went to a gay bar last friday, let me tell you, I ain't no gay, but I sure loved the environment there, so free and so ... free

Note to self: this might be my common place to hang out and have fun without being interrupted by creeps wanting to hit on me. Well unless there are some creepy looking chicks, then I'll be getting back to straight bars.
Happy Sunday Everyone!

PS: Oh yeah, the killer new highlights!

Oohhh and the cute Kitty cookie Jar!

The BT Likes to be Spanked!

2006-02-04T01:36:00.000-08:00

If I knew back then...

Who would know that BT likes to be treated like crap so he can be nice and sweet and tender and lovable just like a BF should act.

He's demanding his title of BF back, but he is not getting it, period!

Thursday night he calls me from outside and asks me if I ate already, I said no, then he said "good, don't eat anything because I brought dinner and I'm on the way to the store to get some beer".

WTF!?

And he was for real.

While finishing dinner:

Me: I'm sleepy, didn't get much sleep last night

BT: What did you do?

Me: I went to the movies last night with some friends

BT: Which friends are those? Men or women?

Me: What's the difference? They're friends

BT: Male friends start asking girls out for the movies, then it comes a dinner invitation and after that something else.

Me: Yup, probably....this kabob you broght is very delicious.

BT: So I should date other women too huh?

Me: Definitely, I don't know why you're not doing it now.

BT: Stopped eating and dropped his fork

Me: Are you going to eat that? Can I have it?

BT: All yours.

Me: (Huge grin) YAY!

Yoli- 2
BT - 0

Oh yes, the BT is going DOWN!

Happy Saturday Everyone!

And the Word of the Day Is!

2006-01-25T20:26:00.000-08:00

Reciprocity...

Oh yes, what a wonderful word, I'm starting to love it not just like it. For a start, right after the termination between BF and I (by the way BF will be known as BT from now on)things had turned out to be pretty well:

BT: I'm hungry

Me: Change me the water bottle and I'll give you food.

BT: Dinner was delicious

Me: Good, the dishes are all yours, I'll go do my manicure now

BT: Can you please do my payments for the month over the internet?

Me: Sure, that will be 40 bucks please... in advance.

BT: I don't have shampoo anymore, or shaving cream, actually I don't even have money to eat tomorrow I forgot to go to the bank.

Me: Don't look at me. Not my problem kiddo!

BT: My neck is killing me (sad puppy face)

Me: Give me a good orgasm and you might get a modest massage.

Saturday night my dad read the tarot cards for me and turned out I'm going to have a marriage proposal sometime around I don't know but soon which sounds pretty nice, and also I'm going to cheat on someone, that sounds even better, it was about time I started to be naughty.

And the best of all, I asked my dad if I was going to go on long way trip this year, it turned out I'm going to the Patagonia!!!

He sent me to the Patagoniaaaaaa!!!

Bwaaahahahahhhaa

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Termination?

2006-01-18T15:01:00.000-08:00

Almost…

Last night was the IT of all ITS! But to be brave I had to drink a full glass of alcoholic egg nog that was hiding around in my kitchen cabinets.

We had dinner, I all drunk and stupid was eating like an idiot while listening to BF telling me about how a 50 year old woman was hitting on him and basically wanted to rape him.

Anyway, after he finished telling his tragical drama/comedy I…began to speak! So actually all I said to him was “I” because I couldn’t say more, I was already crying like a Daisy and I didn’t even say the first word and stopped; BF was wondering what the hell was wrong with me besides being drunk; so after weeping my eyes out I finished the “I…think we should stop seeing each other”.

Yes finally I said it, BF was not expecting it, or maybe he was, he’s been asking me what’s wrong with me since Christmas eve and I have answered “Nothing, now leave me alone” all the time, so maybe that’s why he didn’t look so surprised.

BF asked me why did I say that, so I just spit out everything, yup just how I felt he treated me, I didn’t know what he was doing with me if he didn’t care, so I told him I knew he was just taking advantage of me, otherwise what other reason would there be to be with me.

After listening, BF calmly told me he would do what ever I wanted to do, if I didn’t want to see him again he would accept it but he thought I was not being fair because he really didn’t feel that way, and he was not taking advantage of me; so I asked him why then? He didn’t want to tell me at fist, he just told me “I am with you because of many reasons I am not going to tell you, I don’t want to tell you” So I had to force him by telling him that was BS, he was lying that I was right, he was really taking advantage of me.

Then he had no other choice and told me the reason, while his voice was breaking and turned his eyes away from me and put his hands on his face so I couldn’t see him; while covering his face he told me I was the only woman he knew that could understand him, that was able to talk freely without any arguments, that he felt my support all the time and he never felt that before, that I was the smartest girl he had ever met and the only one that has treated him good in all his life.

If he was acting, he’s good! If he wasn’t then why did he keep all of those things to himself and never told me that?

Anyway, still I had the decision of terminating the relatinship, although it’s very hard for me I wanted to make it easy on both of us, especially me and I offered him to keep seeing in each other but the only thing that would change is that him and I were not going to be exclusive anymore, that way both of us could give ourselves the chance to meet other people seriously without hurting each other.

He didn’t agree with it, he said if we’re going to be together we are going to be together, I don’t like it any other way, but he had to accept it, him and I have different targets in life; my target in life is to find someone that I can share my life with and all my life’s goals would be with that person beside me and be happy. His target in life, buy a house, make a business and maybe someday have a serious relationship or even marry but he hardly doubts it.

I’m sorry to hear that I told him but that’s the way things are. He asked me if I was going to have sex with other men because if I was he was not going to be with me.

Of course I told him no, but of course I AM LYING!!

What am I stupid?

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

You Can Call Me The Baking Freak!

2006-01-15T21:18:00.000-08:00

behold baking freak...

I don't know what has happened to me since I got of for christmas vacation, but I have turned into a baking freak all of a sudden and really, really seriously thinking of opening a catering business of my own.

Unfortunately my idea of buying me that mango tree land is going to have to wait until I save some money with my catering business so I can get it.

I've baked like crazy I tell you, and basically I have broken my body, my arms and I think I have developed new muscles in my back from all that kneading; bad thing I have baked so much now I have nobody to give all the goodies and not so goodies to anybody, well except for the butter cookies that disapeared within 3 days.

So far the only things that have been baking failures were some cinnamon buns I tried making that turned out into deadly cinnamon stones, so as a punishment I ate them all. Oh that and also a loaf of bread, they were hard as a rock I tell you; but I won't complain, it was my very first time trying to make some bread, but with the practice something had to go right, right? So last night I baked a loaf of salt bread which turned out to be pretty damn good for the second time of trying, and really didn't know the secret was in the kneading.

So now I found a new way to exercise my upper body...Knead like crazy you woman!!!! Damn I'm going to be so proud of my triceps, biceps and upper back in a few months.

Also I have pondered about this new habit I have adopted, and I remember when the first time I started to have troubles with my ex boyfriend, that is when I learned how to cook; this time I'm learning how to bake, although I don't have serious problems with BF is obvious it was very uncomfortable that behaviour of his on the night of the 24 of december and I'm trying to concentrate my mind on kneading my brains off to not think about ripping BF's head off, although is very therapeutic because when I'm kneading my doughs I'm thinking of punching BF in the groin til he turns green. Hmm, guess is not working huh?

Now going back to the catering business, I've downloaded all these recipies that can really work out, but I have a problem, I'm extremly shy when it comes to me showing something to the public.

I have no idea how am I going to start a business with me being all shy like a damn turtle.

Better start thinking of something.

Happy Sunday Everyone!

Wednesday Hump!

2006-01-11T13:36:00.000-08:00

What a way to start to year off..sheesssshhhh…

This morning I was running late, I always, aaaalways check if there isn’t any police cars around so I can skip the stop signs, well it so happened I got my very first ticket in my whole life and it feels bad.

Good thing is, I can get a 50% discount if I pay the fine within 3 days so I hope it doesn’t cost me much.

Weeeeee

In other news, I’m still having contact with this guy I started flirting with and well we were going to meet in Puerto Vallarta for spring break, now he’s so anxious to meet me he wants to come and see me for a quickie.

He is hilarious I tell you!

Oh the BF? Never mind him, he’s somewhere around, I don’t know, somewhere, although I feel kinda bad for him, he’s taking the test to get his citizenship on January 19, plus he just got his yearly review at his current job so he’s pretty happy about it. I’m pretty happy about him too.

I was talking to a friend of mine the other day and I realized that BF and I are going to be very difficult to finish the relationship we’re currently having, although is not much of a relationship because he sees me when he sees me but really doesn’t take care of me, it’s weird. Anyway, I think we are pretty good friends in deed and it will be very hard to end up in bad terms, because that’s what I’m wishing for, to end up in bad terms, so I don’t have to see him ever again. BF says if we ever break up he wants to remain friends, I never do that, and he’s not going to be the exception, just having skeletons in the closet doesn’t let me live my life the way I want. So basically we are just friends with benefits, and it will remain that way until either of us get tired of each other, that’s the only excuse I give BF for being with me the way he is, and that way I don’t feel bad about what I’m doing.

So, there goes my friend the BF and there goes my other horny friend that now wants to see me, for a quickie!

Again, he is hilarious I tell ya!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

I’m Zizzlin’ Hot!

2006-01-05T10:06:00.000-08:00

Bring the broiler….

The gift of flirting, I totally forgot all about it, and I needed it so badly these past weeks. Definitely boots the ego to know we as girls have that power of making a man fantasizing about us with just a word.

I started IM with a friend I haven’t spoken to in a long time and we had a great time playing with words.

Yup, this is what I need to get going.

Monday Morning:

BF while putting on his socks: Tell me, have you seem a man as nice and good looking like me?

Me: Oh believe me, I’ve seen better.

Aannnd, it looks like one of BF’s nephews is about to become America’s Most wanted. Tuesday night BF told me how the older nephew Mr. King Kong was arrested for drunk driving and high speeding on the streets, King Kong still needs to go to court and be filed for several other hit and runs and a police car chase with helicopters.

Yes, with helicopters.

And, he was drunk.

See, when I say the nephews are stupid it is because they are really stupid.

I hope stupidity doesn’t run in the family.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Ouuuuch!

2005-12-30T23:22:00.000-08:00

Oh Baby did that hurt? Awww...

I didn't pay much attention to my house after the Persian Military came to eat all the things I made because really I was dead but when I woke up Monday morning...

AAAAHHHH OH MY GOD MY KITCHEN....MY BATHROOM.....OH THE FLOOR...I JUST CLEANED THAT YESTERDAY!!!! SOMEBODY SHOOT ME!!!

Sigh...It will pass, I'll just clean that up and it will pass...yes...deep breath Yoli, deep breath...ok...good now.

I go into the bedroom to serve breakfast in bed (yes I'm all that sweet and tender all the time even when somebody doesn't deserve it) and while we finished our breakfast:

BF: The bathroom and the house is so dirty, is extremely dirty

Me: Oh, well that's what happens when people doesn't know how to use a restroom and how to live in a septic environment such as mine (grin)

BF: So you're saying my family did all of that?

Me: Well, your family were the only ones who made it, my parents are not as filthy you know, they know how to keep a house clean. Speaking of my parents, my father thought your nephews were extremely rude yesterday because they were laughing too hard and well, we all thought they were mocking at my father.

BF: I told you they were not mocking at your dad, they were mocking at my brother, he's always trying to be the center of attention.

Me: Oh, so they really were mocking, I thought your culture was more conservative regarding respect to the adults, and I am wondering how is it that you and your brothers are so respectful and your nephews turned out to be such idiots.

BF: Don't call them like that, they're very smart and they are young, they like to have fun and mock...

Me: At people, I don't think smart people mock at others conversations, on the contrary they listen so they learn, they don't mock.

BF: They're kids, you should understand

Me: The only thing I understand is that in my house nobody behaves that way, it's totally disrespectful, they don't have education or any kind of good manners, they're like animals, I don't like them and I don't want them to come here anymore do you hear?...And they are totally not kids anymore, one is a grown teenager and the other one is an adult, I never did behave that way at that age.

BF: Well they behaved like that because your father and my brother would not stop talking, they took away the conversation for themselves, is not right, the "kids" get tired like that, we all get tired like that.

Me: Well that's because you all are not interested in cultivating yourselves with those conversations, the only one interested there was your brother, at least he's the only one interested in learning something.

And...It's my damn house and I can keep it as dirty and filthy as I want; you're throught with those eggs? I'm still hungry.

--BF's family list of banned people--
1 Brother in Law
2 Newphews

Who will be next?

Happy Fri/Saturday Everyone!

Christmas Is Gone Already?

2005-12-28T23:25:00.000-08:00

Thank heavens...

Oh yes the christmas acceleration is over now, and I am feeling so happy, I don't have to deal with crap like christmas dinners or christmas crap and crap.

Anyway, I have always pondered about my life in every aspect of it and I am really amazed why am I still alive and well when all the time I am planning or thinking of planning on something everything goes the other way around and it ends up bad, and I mean really, really bad.

So me and my mom were planning to not do anything for christmas, well at least I was planning on not doing anything but my mother is so christmasy this time of year, she just can't let christmas go by without doing anything, so she convinced me to do a little something although insignificant, we planned to fix a special mexican bun called "Pambazo", which is really cheap and delicious and not much of a big fuzz to make either. So we had that plan up and running until thurday night, when BF came to visit and told me he was bringing his sister with him to spend christmas with us, I thought, well no problem, we're just having Pambazos for dinner and nothing else, so again BF tells me he wants to have his family gathered together for christmas day to have lunch, all his family was really not all of his family but part of them, still there were too many for me to see in one day.

As you all know I'm a hermmit and I don't like people, and worst, I don't like people all together gathering and being happy, and I was going to have that, on the 25th of December, for lunch, 8 people, together, eating, gathering, talking, messing up my house, going to my bathroom.

OH THE DUST MITES AND THE GERMS!!!

Sigh

Ok, let's forget about that, that's not a big problem I'll just take some valium and forget all about it till Monday and I'm sure everything will be ok. Right? Right??!!!

Wrooooooong

BF gives me a hundred bucks to spend on that lunch gathering thingy but also said he wants seafood lasagna for saturday night besides the Pambazos and I'm thinking, a hundred bucks? WTF am I only getting cheap meat and some bread from the salvation army to feed these people? I'm going to need more than that.

So on Friday I went to 3 different grocerie stores plus a special butcher shop because BF wants lamb meat, he doesn't want any kind of meat he needs lamb meat, and not just regular lamb meat, he needs the thigs, the expensive side. Anyway, I go to 3 different stores, plus the butcher shop, then come right home and start baking some cookies for snacking and spent all day preparing for Sunday.

BF calls me friday night and asks me what I did and gave him the long list of stuff I did and he bares to ask me why am I doing all of that, that's too much, how much did you spend?! 300 dlls??!!!! That's alot of money, I didn't tell you to spend all that money, ARE YOU CRAZY!?!?.

Excuse me...did I hear right?

I am trying to make it a very nice lunch for the entire family so they can feel happy and comfortable and well served and the man asks me why am I doing all that much?!

HELL...OOHH!!

So after we hung up I was really feeling the worst in the world, and I couldn't resist bringing myself back to 7 years ago, when I had a beauiful relationship with a man that was the most important person in my life, just as I was for him, I was sure about him because he always assured me what I was for him, I was his whole world, I was his queen, I was his universe, I was his whole life. And I remember very well every time I did something new he used to tell me he wished to be right there with me to share all those beautiful things together.

Still with those memories, the lunch went ahead, BF came home with his sister on Saturday night and apologized to me for yelling at me on the phone. I told him it was ok, but it's not true, I'm saving all those little things he's doing in a little bag that I am filling up little by little and when the right time comes I'll throw it all on him, I swear he's going to pay for it dearly.

The family was so pleased and happy with all the goodies I have prepared to make the day more joyable, I put a happy face, I laughed, I cheered, I even enjoyed their company, and of course when the day ended I said "I hope this isn't the last time you all are coming to visit, you are more than welcome to come back any time".

And as soon as I closed the door, and BF and I were alone I said:

"It's the last time you're family puts a step inside my house"

Merry Christmas Everyone!

2005-12-23T23:46:00.000-08:00

It’s 11:30 pm, and I’m sitting here waiting for you to log in; I haven’t felt good in over a week thinking of you. Last night I took out the ring you gave me 5 years ago and still feels like it was yesterday when we were happy, and still feels as if I am living in a bad dream that I can’t wake up from.

I received a call from my BF a few minutes ago that made me extremely angry, I know it is stupid but it’s really important for me to know I am doing at least something right with him, but I feel that as much as I try to please him in one way or another he is never happy.

We’re having a Christmas dinner and he arbitrarily invited his sister and his family to spend Christmas with us and as always I don’t have the courage to tell him I don’t want anything with them. Still I managed in a good way to be polite and tell him it was alright; then he calls me tonight and asks me what did I do and when I told him all I have prepared for his family he answers me in a bad way why am I doing all those meaningful things.

I know that if I told you everything I am preparing for your family you wouldn’t act that way, you would tell me “thank you baby, you are great, I can’t wait to try all those wonderful things you made with your hands” Just like you always used to say when I told you I fixed something new and I wanted so badly you would be here beside me to enjoy it together.

God how I miss you, I miss all your ways; I’m resisting so much from picking up the phone and call you and tell you how much I love you and that I would give my whole life just to be with you right now but unfortunately my destiny is not like that.

If I call you right now I will feel much worst than I already feel, my heart is aching for your sweet words.

You know, ever since we’re apart the last time I heard an I love you was 3 years ago, the last time I heard I’m your whole world was 3 years ago, the last time I heard an I need you was 3 years ago…It really hurts to not hear those words again.

I don’t know what have I done to deserve this but I am paying a good price, and every single day I pray god to forgive me for any wrong I’ve done and keep me out of this misery.

I know one day he will hear me.

Rate My....Life?

2005-12-19T19:51:00.000-08:00

This Is My Life, Rated
Life:	6.4
Mind:	7.4
Body:	7.3
Spirit:	7.1
Friends/Family:	3
Love:	1.5
Finance:	8.1
Take the Rate My Life Quiz

See this? Is all about me

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Boogers Anyone?

2005-12-19T19:27:00.000-08:00

Snifffff...

With all the flu going all around us these past few weeks, it had to catch me, yup again, and I really believe that between those green boogers of mine my brain has been drained out of my nostrils; I know this because tomorrow is BF's birthday and I had no idea it will be tomorrow and I have no idea what to give him, so I just blew it on him and told him, I'll give you the tools you need for your birthday but I don't know what kind of tools you need so I'll just take you wherever tools are being sold and buy them for you and that will be your bithday gift.

That and I think a last minute birthday card and a last minute birthday cake bought at the bakery on the corner tomorrow after work.

I just don't have the brains to think, or at least that's what I want to think to take as an excuse to not think about birthdays.

Bleah!

More of the last minute birthday later on...this week or something

Happy one day before BF's birthday everyone!

Wow..hehe!

2005-12-15T09:53:00.000-08:00

What does your handwriting say about YOU?

The results of your analysis say:

You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.
You are a person who thinks before acting, intelligent and thorough.
You are negative, fearful, resistant, doubtful, and/or selfish.
You are not very reserved, impatient, self-confident and fond of action.
You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.

Bwahaha!

Looong Week...Loooonnnng!

2005-12-15T07:38:00.000-08:00

Dammit...

I can't believe we are not out of this week yet, I'm totally sick again with this stupid sore throat and mucus and everthing disgusting about flu. And the week is so looooonng. I just need it to end.

We're having a company shutdown next week, thrusday the 22nd will be our last day and we'll be back on the 3rd of January, how neat is that? Bad thing is the company is taking away 5 days of our yearly vacation to fill in the days we are not going to come to work.

That sucks!

If I ever planned to go somewhere for 2 weeks next year, well the plan is over now, I'll see what I will do for the puny 5 days I have left, probably I'll end up doing the same as I did this year, take one day at a a time.

What ever!

In other news:

I found my ex BF on the internet the other day, the egiptian guy I am so planning to go visit one of these days when I have tons of money so I can go and spend a dream week with him. Well, it so happens he's willing to pay me the plane ticket and the expenses for the trip so I can go visit him, like right now.

How cool is that? But I'm worried, so worried I haven't been able to sleep well ever since he told me that, but last night I had the answer coming to me, and so if it ever happens that it is really true I am going to visit ex BF at the begining of 2006 then I'll make the biggest decision of my life.

Yikes!

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Yoli’s How to be in Two Places at Once!

2005-12-12T15:29:00.000-08:00

Lesson 1

Thursday Evening:

4:00 pm Had cake with boss

4:30 pm: Ran to my car to get home and change shoes

5:00 pm: Off to airport and pick up mom and dad

6:00 pm: I’m not there yet

6:10 pm: Hopped parents into car and off to home

6:45 pm: Dropped them off at their house

6:50 pm: Get home, change shoes

7:00 pm: Pull BF from shirt and hop him on the car and off to the stinkin’ birthday dinner.

7:45 pm: Got to restaurant, apologized to boss, sat infront of General Manager who was totally drunk and out of his mind, asked for 2 glasses of different wines without drinking one, smiling silly at a joke we half heard.

8:00 pm: Said goodbye and off we went.

The End.

And that people, is how to be in two places at once.

Happy Monday Everyone!

The Saga of The Pumpkin Banana Bread!

2005-12-08T13:30:00.000-08:00

And the miscommunication begins...

See how communication is basics in human relations, you over hear something and everything goees wrong. Well, tomorrow is my boss's birthday and it so happens one of the assistants here told me he was not coming tomorrow, so as he is so pissed at me because I didn't go to their stinking christmas party I wanted to compensate it by baking him my favorite Pumpkin Banana bread.

Everything was cool until I forgot to wrap it with a nice bow, so I had to ask that assistant for help on getting a piece of lace or something to fix a bow, I had to tell her I baked a loaf bread for my boss to give him as a birthday present. When I came down with all the accessories to fix the bread, I heard one of the guys in the department my boss was not coming to work today, so that freaked me out, I thought it was a missunderstanding, so I called the assistant again and asked her if it was true, she said she would ask the General Manager about it.

5 minutes later the assistant calls me and asks me if the loaf bread was only for my boss or was it supposed to be for everyone in the office, I told her it was for him but if he wanted to share with the rest of the people it was his choice.

Here it begins:

Assistant: Oh, um, what happens is that I told the General Manager that you brought your boss a surprise cake, and so he will call your boss and ask him to come over to celebrate.

WTF!

Me: Girl, it's only a loaf bread for Pete's sake, is not a cake, is not enough!!

Anyway, I thought that was that and everybody was going to forget all about it, until 3 hours later one of the managers comes down and tells the guy who told me earlier my boss was not coming that my boss was coming at noon for a surprise cake!!

WTFF!

I freak out, I call the assistand and ask her, WTF is going on? Is this surprise cake gathering thing everybody's talking about is about my loaf bread? And the assistant just answered "I suppose so".

Crap!

Then I had to clear her the size of the loaf bread that is definitely not enough for even 3 people, and that she should find the way to fix the huge mistake she made. To what she said she would fix it right away.

Fortunately, the HR people love parties at anytime so they didn't complain about being told they needed to get a cake ASAP for my boss.

Now everybody is happy, my banana bread will only be for my boss as planned, and I'm eating cake at 4 pm

Weeeeeeeee

Case solved!

Now another issue!

My boss birthday dinner is today at 6; my parents come back from their vacation today at 6 and I have to pick them up at the airport.

I should split myself in half at the same time.

I don't have any other choice but to go, the invitation said "You must be thursday at said restaurant by 6 pm sharp"

Super Craaaappp!

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Humps on Humpday!

2005-12-07T09:06:00.000-08:00

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Closing month like any other month is the same crap, crap that keeps piling up and there's no end to it. I may now start to think to get an assistant for myself haha! Now that assistants are the new "black" everybody at Nutter Industries wants one, so why not I get a new assistant too right?

Anyway, my parents are coming back tomorrow from their glorious honeymoon, and I like a little girl would have loooved to go and screw up their free time haha! Too bad I'm not a little girl anymore and I have to work, otherwise I would have been there since a long time now.

My cousin now is going to spend christmas in lovely Spain, WTF, how come she's so young and she gets to go to all the cool places and I have to stay here...working!

That sucks big time!!

Anyway, I'll only have a week off in two weeks and the only way I can think of I will be spending that free time is by cleaning up my house, it really needs some deep cleaning 'cause it's filthy, filled with dust mites everywhere, I just can't stand breathing there dammit!

Sigh

BF caught a cold, well he caught it from me, hehe, now he has to suffer, and I left him alone in the house to take care of himself...that will teach him to appreciate me more when I'm around..

weeeee

Ok, back to closing month, crap!

Happy Humpday Everyone!

Reason #Trizillion I Love My Country!

2005-12-05T08:34:00.000-08:00

Except for people at the parking spaces...MORROONNNNSSS!!

Ok, back to the title...

I was browsing the internet on saturday and I saw this report on CNN where they are say how George Bush wants to change the name "Christmas Tree" to "Holiday Tree" because he doesn't want people from other religions to be upset. I may ask now I know other religions don't celebrate Christmas so what's the big fuzz anyway?

So now, did everyeone put up their Holiday Tree already?

Bwahahahaa!!!

Good thing in my country President Fox hasn't done that crazy crap and I think he won't do it either (although I wouldn't mind anyway 'cause I hate christmas itself), he's too damn busy trying to kill corruption in my country and those police people from the AFI to stop kitnapping government people and killing journalists.

Anyway I'm soooo expecting this Holiday...yeah that sounds smore like it. Now if only Bush would make the radio stations stop putting christmas carols I would be soooo happy!!!!

But I think that ain't gonna happen this year.

What is happening is my boss is not around today, and that makes me a happy little grouch.

Weeeeee

Happy Monday Everyone!

Chrsitmas Spirit My A.S.S!

2005-12-03T15:06:00.000-08:00

If the shoe fits, go read blogs somewhere else...I'm not here to entertain you.

I just came back from the supermarket, believe me, today I was feeling in a very cheery mood, I'm even wearing my cute lili color hat, but as soon as I was about to park my car in the supermarket parking lot I see what people call it "The Christmas Rush".

WHATTHEFUCKISWRONGWITHYOUPEOPLE!!!!??????

If I was not the kind of person I am now, I would be still waiting for someone to yield me a piece of area where I could fit my big ass car to get in or out of the stupid parking lot.

Why?

Oh so simple...because you people are moooorrrooonnnnnsss that's why! You think everybody is like you and you want to be first in EVERYTHING!!!

First to steal line to pay, first to get into a parking space although there were people waiting for that spot for minutes, first to get out of the stupid parking lot, first to get the best piece of meat on the counter even if that means poking the eyes of the one who saw it first.

YOU PEOPLE PISS ME OFF!!

What happened to mankind? I want the answer right now so I prevent myself from killing the first civilian that will cross eyesight with me!!!

I don't understand, why you people have to be so rude and mean and incosiderate towards everybody around you, who the hell do you think you are anyway?? You're just another human being who was brought to this world by your parents selfishness to have a cute little toy to play with, but the only problem is that your parents never noticed you would grow and they would raise a monster, an inconsiderate, egocentric, selfish human being just like your parents, and your parents parents, and your parents parents parents and that's what you're doing now, those of you who have children, making those same kind of poeple you are now or even worst because you THINK you deserve everything there is and everybody should bow at your selfishness!!

BULL SHIT!!!

I am not taking crap from YOU!

FUCKING CHRISTMAS.

Instead of really celebrating a date when salvation was within us you would not be buying that stupid christmas tree to keep deteriorating mother earth or buying presents for the poeple you think they deserve to be gifted and depending of the range of importance to YOU you will give them the most expensive present there is, so YOU can get a raise, or YOU can get more favors from that other person who you're giving the stupid present to. You wouldn't be doing any of that crap you're doing now if you really understood what salvation of the spirit means.

Merchandising is what all you people are doing, buying, buying, buying, and distroying everything!!

You fucking people just don't get it, and when you will it will be too late for your damn soul to be saved from your own selfishness and what you have created around you and you do you know what will happen?

Why do you think there are more diseases that can't be cured? Why do you think the world is coming apart? Why do you think your kids are born the way they are and now they start killing each other at the age of 8, 9, 10??!!??

Did you know is all your fault?

YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK!

Happy Fucking Saturday Everyone!

So It's Not So Broken Afterall!

2005-11-30T13:12:00.000-08:00

Where's the Duck Tape?...

After all my dad's been saying that my mom is better off without him he decided to call mom and tell her how much he misses her by his side, or at least that's what my mother told me over the phone yesterday while my dad's version was a bit more of the contrary, like, my mom told him she misses him.

What ever!

The fact is that my father all of a sudden decided to join my mother and her happiness of being surrounded by 500 family members (that's right 500) and he's leaving tomorrow (talking about a desperate spouse), and he couldn't wait one minute longer, I think he spent his 100 free minutes talking to me trying to convince me to lend him the money for the plane ticket when I was still squeptic about him trying to socialize with all those family members, I mean 500 is not a small number you can just pass by, and that can be pretty traumatizing for a hermit such as my father, and myself by the way.

With disbelief I had to call my mother and tell her what was going on: "My father is trying to commit suicide with a moist sandwich bread here mother" - I said desperately - "Do you really, really want my father to join you on your happy vacations? Remember he's going to ruin your days for life"-To which my mother replied with a joyful voice - "Yes, yes! I want your father to be a part of this wonderful journey we can enjoy together and remember for the rest of our lives" (I swear that's what she said, she needs to stop watching too many soaps).

I can't say no to my mother; I was going to say NO to my father and tell him to stop acting like a baby and get a hold on himself and "Give me that moist sandwich bread, you're making your wrist dirty", but my mother is so sweet I just couldn't disapoint her. So my father right now must be worried sick with what clothes to take and how is he going to fit 5 changes of clothes on a small back pack for his trip near mom.

The only good thing I find in this story is that I will be completely alone for a whole week, I repeat, A WHOLE FRIGGIN WEEK!! I can hardly believe I'll be all by myself again.

Me must plan what to do while my parents are away, I have tons of books to read, tons of crap to clean, tons of time all by myself, uh, maybe I can rent Sponge bob square pants the movie, and watch all the TV I want without interruptions.

Hurrah!!!!!!

Can't he just leave like right now? Better yet, can't they just stay there like forever?!

Super Happy Wednesday Everyone!

A Broken Egg!

2005-11-28T09:53:00.001-08:00

Ouch!...

I caught a cold on Friday, still I did some exercise on my killer new thingy that makes your legs super duper strong and all hot and sweaty I went out with my father to our usual Friday chat to a local cafe, being the winter so damn irregular when Wednesday we were at almost 90ºF, Friday was alot more chilly, around 60ºF, so you must imagine what all of that did to my organism after working out so hard.

Anyway, today I'm feeling all broken, not only because of the cold that's killing my nose and my chest. About a month ago my father called my devastated telling me how bad he felt for being with my mother the way he is, my father is not a as social as my mother is, she loves parties and gatherings with the family while my father is a pure hermith. I really don't understand till this day how was it possible two completely different people can be together for almost 30 years; then again, the saying of "The opossite atract" can apply to this odd couple.

As I was saying before, my father was feeling really bad because my mom one day revealed to him she was no longer doing what he told her to do and she would do what she pleased to do. Those words broke my dad's heart and almost crying over the phone he told me, he made a big mistake by marrying my mother after 30 years.

That broke me in pieces but I glued it all with kinder garden glue when I took both of my parents to a coffee shop and try to get them to talk to each other again with trivial talk, which worked just fine, at least that day; 3 days later my mother tells me by "coincidence she's going to visit her sister to her hometown...for 2 weeks and a half".

Wow...my mother never left my father before for so long, well, except for that time 5 years ago when I started to live my life on my own and she came to visit me to help me out move out of my brother's home, but that's another story.

That kind of surprised me, I mean, my father sounded really bad over the phone 3 days ago and now my mother tells me she's leaving to visit her sister; that didn't sound quite right, but who am I go judge them?

It's been 5 days since my mother left and today my father calls me telling me, maybe it will be better if my mother stayed there for a while longer.

W.T.F?!

Hell no! Why is he saying that? Again I can hear him by the tone of his voice he is pretty unhappy by the fact that my mother is away and having so much fun at her sister's, and I mean having lots of fun he meant she went to a birthday party were 300 of my mom's family members all gathered together and made a beautiful family party. I've never ever in my life been in such gigantic family parties; and it looks like my mom's family do that too often; she was raised between all that amount of family members so I can understand her happiness of seeing all of them together after 30 years. But it just looks like my father doesn't understand that and doesn't want to understand my mother comes from those roots where all the families join together and are always with each other for better or worst.

My father didn't grow like that, his family is all filled with hatred and racism and more hatred, they never were a united family, worst, neither of them ever wanted to help one another when one of the family members were in need. So he doesn't understand why is family so important.

As my mother had to choose between my father and his family and she decided to go with the hermits, me aswell as my brother were raised with the same family values as my father, which were, "No families are there to for anything but to cause pain, and family members are good for nothing", I can now understand why I am such a social freak, a grouch and a don't like to be around people but, this issue is not about me, it's about my father.

I had a small arguement with him while we were on the phone this morning and he was determined that my mother should stay where her family is and he should stay here, alone.

Was he trying to work into my mind so I could feel pitty for him? Because it's not working, I am sure he wants my mother to come back and wants to do it through me, telling me all of this crap so I can call my mother and tell her my father is feeling depressed because she left him for a party.

Pleezeeee, tho whom is he talking to? One of his own!!! That means, if he wants to die alone, let him die alone I am not going to interfere with his suicidal thoughts anyway.

Pffffff!!

This bitters me a bit, but it bitters me more that my boss is seeing my dieing here from this miserable cold and he is not telling me to go home...Well screw him, I'm passing my bird flu to everyone in this crappy joint anyway!

Happy Monday Everyone!

Friday Quickie!

2005-11-25T16:19:00.000-08:00

3 things today…

3 things I am going to rant about, but just a bit.

#1 I hate it when I say I am taking a day or two of vacations my boss makes it as if the company is going to fall down if he doesn’t have anybody to give him his stupid reports.

Note to self: Need to work on tolerance for this old man or I’ll end up with bladder cancer.

#2 I sooo much hate it when people ask me where I am going if I am taking a day or two.

Note to self: Think of a better answer next time so those people think twice when they want to know about my private life.

#3 This is a note to self: Must avoid listening to others showing off their love to their partners on the phone: “No you hang up, no you, ah come on hang up, my boss is calling me, you hang up…ok I love you…now hang up, no, you hang up…”

Or…

“Take care ok? I’m coming over to fix you a yummy dinner, ok? I love you so much, take care, yes, I love you, ok? Bye bye, I love yoooouuuuuu, ok, bye….bye….hehe….ok I love you more, now bye, byyeeeeeeeeeee….”

One more of those and I’m going to pull my hair off in 10 seconds.

Happy Unhappy Friday Everyone!

Who Wants Some Christmas Turkey!

2005-11-23T16:22:00.000-08:00

weeeeee...

I must apologize my mind doesn't have more space to be as imaginative and creative as before, my troubles keep disturbing me and the only reason why I'm keeping this blog is for journal purposes only.

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I'm taking tomorrow and part of friday off because I can't believe myself I still want things to work out fine between the guy I used to call BF and I, we'll see how it goes.

So two weeks ago I asked my boss thursday for vacation, he was ok with it so he didn't say more than good luck on your trip; this morning I thought it would be a good idea to stay home on friday and work the rest of the afternoon, and I guess I did wrong, I mean boss was in an ok mood when I went to his office to give him his daily reports but as soon as I told him I wanted part of friday off too, his face turned red, that wasn't a good sign at all, and it didn't end up good either but I'm still taking part of friday morning off, tee hee!

While I was shopping on my day off with mom now that she left for 2 weeks to her hometown, I realized the christmas spirit in every shopping mall was earlier than years before, and it was kind of disturbing, thinking about christmas has never been pleasant and this year is not going to be the exception; so far we went to three different stores that day and all of them had christmas carols in the background music, after 10 minutes I wanted to shoot the DJ that thought it was a good idea to play christmas music when Thanksgiving is not even here yet.

How ridiculously desperate can the businesses be to almost force the customers to think about early christmas shopping? I think by the time christmas is around the corner people will be sick of those christmas carols, and santa clauses and christmas trees and elves and pine tree smells. Although I end up with great deals like a 5 items for 25 bucks. wow!

Oh man, just thinking about christmas makes me want to throw up. Fortunately my family is not either religious or with any kind of holiday spirits, so we are all planning to remain in our homes, probably not watching TV or listening to the radio because we know we'll find the same movies TV networks pass every christmas.

Can't they be a little bit more creative?

Anyhow.

Today I am going to a cultura center and see some Anime that one of my friends is organizing every week, finally after 2 years I'll be able to go see what is all about, although I have my doubts I can tolerate those 14 year old kids. God help me!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

The Single’s Club!

2005-11-17T15:07:00.000-08:00

Yeah I kick ass…

Two days ago I received an email from a very, very old friend of mine from our high school years (10 years ago), he was my first love and I think I was his first love too, of course we never got to be in a relationship because everything was going so slow, it was boring, after the years we spoke again and he said he was waiting for me to give him a sign so he could ask me to be his girlfriend, and I told him I was the one waiting for his sign so I could say yes. That’s how innocent I was back then.

Anyhoo, this guy now is a successful Industrial Engineer working for a very important automotive manufacturing company and also working for the best university in Mexico. This guy I remember him in high school as one of the smartest in class, the eloquent kind, the poet and the well mannered; everybody thought was gay except me and his closest friends; he was detailed about his clothing, his hair style and he always smelled good, actually he was the only one wearing cologne at out class; a complete charm and a true gentleman.

So as I was saying, I received an email from him saying he was moving to another city with a great job offer and that he got married a few weeks ago. I was in terrible shock, although I remember him as a very good friend it is hard to believe he was first than me; then I remember his last words before I moved back to the North and he stayed in the south where he is right now: “ I wished I could find a woman like you to marry”.

Ouch!

Well I hope he did, who ever the woman was I hope she appreciates what she has with her because he really is a jewel, too bad things between us never got to be more than a friendship and I feel happy for his success. Though he’s not the first one of the group of revels that got married, a few other of my classroom also formed a family a few years back, so now we are just a couple of single people remaining from that time. But just because of the fact that he was my first love it feels…weird.

In the letter also he invites me to meet his wife (oh hell no please!) and then the words that dropped me: “I hope you meet my wife and probably when you do you we will already have one or two kids of our own”.

Gaaahh!

No thanks, I rather kill myself before seeing him being happily married and I am still single, pathetic and with this denigrating job…haha!

I don’t doubt one of these days I’ll see him, but it will feel so awkward to see him all as a grown up successful married man.

Oh gee

The good thing is, I’m still young, I still enjoy my freedom, I don’t have to give any counts to anybody and best of all, I don’t have children to look after.

Aahhh the single life! I loves it, loves it, loves it!!!!

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Wednesday Hump!

2005-11-16T14:20:00.000-08:00

Aahhhh headache….

Went to a company dinner last night; I was not in the mood to go, I was depressed and wanted to sleep to forget my depression, but I had to, it was a company yearly dinner for our department. So to keep my mind away from the world I drank 3 sangrias straight one after another, man, did they hit me hard; I didn’t eat anything since breakfast at 9 am so when dinner time came at 7 with 2 sangrias on an empty stomach I was ready to screw the guy on the next table.

Fortunately there was no guy on the next table otherwise I would have made a bad impression infront of the general manager. Anyway, I was out of there by 8 pm and I was drunk but able to drive back home, but I was inhibited and it was good for me to confront BF.

I came home and he hugged me asking me if I missed him, as usual I said NO, his smile was erased from his face as always, then I looked at him in the eyes and asked him.

Me: Do you love me?

BF: what do you think?

Me: I don’t care what I think just answer me, do you love me?

BF: Of course I love you, I love you too much, why do you say that, are you drunk?

Me: Well I think you don’t love me, I think you appreciate me that’s all

BF: OMG you’re drunk

Me: If you loved me you would make me happy; you would give me what I need!

BF: I told you already I can’t

Me: I know that, so don’t tell me you love me, you don’t know what love is anyway

BF: Of course I do, and I think you and I are meant to be

Me: Well I don’t think the same, you have your goals and I have mine, mine are to make me a family, I need my family and you can’t give it to me!

BF: I know I can’t, what do you want me to do for you so you can be happy?

Me: I already told you what I want, you can’t and you don’t want to give it to me, so I need to start looking somewhere else.

BF: Are you kicking me out of the house?

Me: I don’t want to kick you out of the house, I love you and it hurts me but you are giving me no other choice.

After that everything is a blur, I think I fell asleep from the commotion, the next thing I remember is I woke up crying, I had a horrible dream, I dreamt BF was cheating on me with the girl next door and I was yelling at him and hitting him and making a big scene infront of everybody; the alarm buzzed and I see BF’s side of the bed is empty, so I thought the dream was true, I didn’t want to get out of bed, I wanted to sleep more and never wake up, but I needed to pee so I had to go to the bathroom, and there he was, shaving and getting ready to go to work, he said good morning to me and I was still shaking from the bad dream I woke up from, he took me in his arms and whispered to me “why don’t you wish me a good morning my baby?”, and I replied “I’m still sleepy and my head hurts”.

And then I realized the effects of alcohol were fading away and with that my courage from last night; I was back to my old self again.

Crap!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

3 Stages of a GF/BF relationship!

2005-11-15T11:37:00.000-08:00

WTF was he smoking?…

BF and I are now in a new stage, the stage where the relationship is little by little dissolving, in 3 days more we’ll be 4 years together, I know we will make it to 4, but I barely think we will make it to 5.

I have no courage to break up with him, it was so hard for me to break up my past relationship that I feel the strength is not here yet to do it again, I can’t, I want to but I can’t and it makes me very angry; I rather wait till everything is broken and find one day he’s not coming back to visit me as he always does and we forget about each other as if he or I never existed, that I am hoping.

For the past week, since BF told me he doesn’t want to commit with me I have been very hard on him, dry, he noticed and has asked me several times what is wrong with me, as always I say nothing’s wrong, everything is good, what could possibly be wrong?

Alanna is right, I’ve thought about it several times, the best quality BF has is that he’s always honest to me and to himself and has always told me what is in his mind without thinking if what he will tell me will ever hurt me, I thanked him for being honest with me, and that to find in a man is difficult.

Saturday night BF asked me if I missed him, and I told him that I didn’t. He looked at me straight in the eyes, as if he was looking for something, as if I am hiding something from him, as if I am lying to him for telling him I didn’t miss him, but it was the truth; he stepped back…

BF: Why didn’t you miss me?

Me: Tell me why should I miss you?

BF: Really you don’t?

Me: I don’t miss you, but I like it when you come visit me

BF: What do you mean by that?

Me: It means when you’re here I’m happy and also when you’re not here.

It also means, that while he’s there I’ll be the happiest woman alive and when he’s not there with me I will also be happy, because I am enjoying my life as a single woman. I hope he did get the point when I said that.

So he gave me a speech about 80% of Mexican women have their replacements in case the guy dumps her she will not be alone at all because there are people in line waiting for the BF position and crap.

And then he came up with this 3 stages of a GF/BF relationship theory which consisted on the following:

Stage 1: You have a friends, at work, at school, anywhere you know, you go out in crowds for lunch, or a movie but it’s only friendship

Stage 2: You date the girl or guy and it’s almost like a commitment of dating together but still you are allowed to date other people of the opposite sex.

Stage 3: The relationship involves sex, dating, and a more serious relationship which you are no longer allowed in a stage 2 relationship because there is sex involved.

Is like everything -BF said- like psychology and physics say with this formula that is used all around the world to understand the basics of a relationship. I = v/R.

By then I blocked all my senses and began thinking of my next trip to Acapulco, so I really don’t remember what he told me about the universally used formula for relationships.

This same theory was passed to my mother on Sunday while we were cooking lunch, then my mother came out with this weird thought.

Mom: I spoke to God last night

Me: really? What did he tell you?

Mom: He told me BF is not for you

Me: Really...

Mom: Yes, he also told me the one will come for you in a short period of time, but you should not worry

Me: I’m not worried

Mom: He will come and propose marriage to you; he will give you a good life and also a house

Me: Wow, the whole package

Mom: He will be a very good man, if you think BF is a good man, this next one will be much better man than BF is, and you will be so in love with him.

Me: Of course I will, otherwise I wouldn’t marry him would I?

I felt as if mom was talking to a 5YO girl about santa claus and the presents and the tooth fairy.

Either she tried to cheer me up with everything or my face really looks bad and mom is trying to make me feel happy.

Anyway, I’m having what they’re having, as long as it makes me think and see stuff.

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Am I wasting my Time?

2005-11-10T09:02:00.000-08:00

Somebody please take my brain, I’m tired of thinking…

It all started Monday night when I asked BF to think about if he’s going to commit with me with a purchase of a home; he promised he would. On Tuesday night I asked him why would he not commit to me in any other way more serious than a house rent?

The answer really broke me into tiny little pieces, he said he didn’t want to be tied up with anybody and he didn’t know why he couldn’t “I love you too much but I just can’t, I need my freedom”, he said.

I tried to control myself and he even asked me if I was angry at him for telling me; seriously I was not, but I felt something, like a candle light dieing. Yesterday I woke up with a strange sensation, like when a loved one has passed away and there’s this sadness but tears won’t come out.

I got two feminist jokes by email, one about stop thinking about the loser you’re with and instead of having only one loser have 5 more for each day of the week so when one of the losers doesn’t call you a day you have a replacement. The other joke was about why being a 30 YO single woman is the best thing ever, because while all your friends got married at 23 had children at 25 and divorced at 27 you haven’t even gone through that, and although you are all alone you have reached basically all your life goals but the best comes after 30, love is the best, sex is the best, and you’ve got all the experience you need to choose the right man for you.

Although they were jokes, and very funny ones they made me think a bit of my relationship with BF. I can apply joke #2 to my real life because I have seen in my family 7 or 8 divorces in the last 2 years, of course all of them getting married at age 25 or 26, now they’re all thirty something with 3 to 4YO kids leaving them without a family.

I haven’t gone through that yet, I don’t want that for me, I’ve seen the face of failure right infront of me those 8 times already and I know is a lot more painful than what I am feeling right now.

BF has a lot of wonderful qualities, but the only problem with him is that he doesn’t want to commit; I do, I want to start a family without children and enjoy my life with the one I love and share all our life goals together. I can’t have that with BF; our life together is uncertain, I don’t like to feel uncertainty about somebody, or something that affects me, I need precision, I need straight decisions, I don’t like to see all gray I need to see a path, a pattern that will allow me to see further; but then, he already told me there’re no ties between us, I know where I am going with BF but I am the one who is now putting the blind fold because I don’t want to see what is going to happen next.

Knowing now what BF means in my life gives me other choices to look around, probably talking to him about seeing other people that will fit our needs will be good, probably applying joke #1 will be best for me. We talked about this issue once, he knows if I ever find another person who will offer me what I need I will take it without any doubt, so I think both of us have been clean about our feelings; he knows I need a husband I know he needs his freedom, we’re both together for convenience and comfort because we know each other already and I am tired of looking for the right man, his reasons for staying with me, I really don’t know.

I find the easiest way to break apart the relationship between BF and I is for me to start dating other men while we are still together; having a “replacement” will do me best. I hope he does the same.

At least I know my hopes of including BF in my life plans are not going to happen, those hopes died when BF said he didn’t want responsibilities; it hurts, it hurts too much.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

A New Stage!

2005-11-07T09:23:00.000-08:00

Hates it, hates it, hates it…

It’s been more difficult to keep up with this blog as my time schedules are being tighter each day. Still I need to focus on it because I want to read it after the years go by and see how many insanities I have wrote and if my English has improved or gotten worst, so I should at least create me a time schedule somewhere between my visits to the restroom or while I eat to at least update my own journal, I need ME time dammit!

Even though BF moved out of the house on April and that means I no longer have to cook for another person and do the amount of laundry I used to clean and maintain the house cleaner for 2 people, I don’t know how I found a way to keep my schedule busier than when BF was around, and I really don’t think the gym is the reason why.

Anyhow, getting tired of being on the computer over 10 hours a day makes it more difficult for me to go home, turn on the computer and start working on it for a couple of more hours, I am not that much of an computer lover either to make the sacrifice. Plus I rather spend some good time away from it, watching the Discovery channel or how the National Geographic spends all their money creating an imaginary new life form in another planet. Also, because I do believe the computer is making my eye sight worst than it was a couple of years before and my ass is someone growing wider.

Definitely don’t want that to happen, my hips are wide enough to fit a towing truck.

Anyway, back to the subject; I have found a newer way to spend the extra time I had for toilet visiting and sleeping, and that is buying a house, a house that is actually the egg shell because is not yet finished (it also has the size of an egg shell), well it is finished but not like I would have liked to be finished; It has a huge ground, for that tiny little house that was built, so I am planning to make a complete house makeover that will really make the house bigger and wider, that means, I will have to destroy the actually structure of the house to create a newer one.

I want to believe is piece of cake and I really don’t want to know in what mess I am getting into, but I am sure that I will get greener and greener, probably even I’ll go into liver transplant or go into vesicle stone surgery from all the pressure. But we’ll see how it goes.

Yesterday I had a very interesting conversation with my mother, believe it or not it is more peaceful to speak to my mother than to speak with my father when it should be the other way around. Anyway, my mother gave me some very good advice on how to follow my own feelings about this new step I am going to make, it will be one of the biggest steps I will make in my life and I don’t want to screw it; I am not the kind of person who puts a foot in the front without knowing what’s going to happen. I am blind here and it really creeps the hell out of me, I don’t want to make a mistake with this, but then how will I know?

Today I have an appointment with the credit advisor for this house I am thinking of and if I go to that appointment I will be charged with 100 bucks, if I am not going to buy this house anyway why should I go? Before I can go to this appointment I should be clear of what I want to do, and really I am not yet sure.

I will have to call up and cancel this appointment so I can have my thoughts straight. Rebuilding a house does not make me happy, I would have to pay rent while I am fixing this current house and that will make it worst for my economy.

Dammit I want my mango tree land!!

Happy Monday Everyone!

A Wednesday Super Mega Hump!!!!

2005-11-02T14:11:00.000-08:00

Duh Yoli Duh....

I did the most stupid thing I have ever done in my entire life, I lost my debit card. There is only one good thing about this whole issue, and is that I can still take money out directly from the cashier register at the banks, of course with my original contract and my official ID.

Now the bad thing is that I have to wait 2 whole weeks to get my replacement because stupid me I asked the bank to send me my new card to my house, and the process to do it takes all that time, now if I were explained before that asking the replacement to deliver to my house would take more time than if I asked to send it to a bank would take 2 days at most I would have done the second choice.

Secondly I am never home and when my new plastic arrives I am the one who needs to be there to sign the delivery document; I work, I am never home!!!! I thought they were just going to drop it on my mailbox but no, they have to get my signature in place to leave me my plastic.

DUH!

Now I called costumer service to ask them if I could change the delivery address to a bank instead of my home and now the lazy ass telephone guy told me he can’t do that, once I request my plastic in one way they can’t change it back.

This really sounds stupid! Now I have to call back again and speak to another costumer service lazy ass like the one before and ask him or her the same question and see what this new person answers me and I will do so like that 3 more times and see which of those 5 answers match, because I didn’t know, those lazy asses telephone people are so damn lazy they just come up with stupid answers.

I remember one time when I used to have a credit card (thank god it’s cancelled) I had to change my address, so I called the costumer service line to request a change of address, and the girl on the line told me she couldn’t change my address until I had 1 year with the credit card.

What?!

So I ask the woman with the most stupid voice I could find “So this means that I can run away from you guys and you will not find me ever again because you are telling me I can’t change my address before 1 year of having this credit card? Are you sure of what you are telling me girl? Do you understand what mistake you’re making by not taking my change of address? I can not pay you ever again”

Well of course the girl was upset because I offended her intelligence.

Duh!

Stupid people!!

Anyhow, I feel stupid too, now I’ll have to wait 2 weeks so I can get my new plastic back and in the mean while I’ll have to pay everything with cash, (that sucks!) or I’ll have to keep calling until I find a sane person who will take my plead and will accept to change my request to get that card delivered to a bank near my company.

Pff!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Hippy Hulloween!

2005-10-31T20:48:00.000-08:00

Yikes...

That really wasn't my costume, but Prestbury had a great idea..thanks Prest!

Been sooo busy with all the closing month crap and all that crap that needs to be dealth with before closing a month. Anyway, as an antisocial freak that I am I did not open my door to anybody who was trickortreating tonight, what those parents wanted me to give their children candy for their lack of imagination to dress up their kids?

Better luck some other century dudes!

In other news, I put a part of a down payment for a house Yay! I can't believe BF drove me into that, but well that was that and I am expecting to be approved by the end of November and hopfully by the first months of next year I will be living in a new home (egg shell actually) but who cares, a house is a house and I am no longer paying more rent for my landlord, he's a cheap ass moron!

And now, I present to you, my work desk...

Really I don't like stuffed animals on a desk, it keeps too much space, but because people see I have stuffed animals on my desk, they think I must loves them! I don't...stop giving me stuffed animals people!!!

This is the story: the cow belongs to North Carolina, Drama Queen gave it to me, she thinks I love stuffed animals. The turtle, well that one doesn't count, I bought it because the head moves. The moose belongs to Alaska, a former workmate gave it to me, he also thought I love stuffed animals. And last but not least, the koala, this koala bear belongs to Australia, yup, that is my souvenir I got from my crappy old boss for helping him arrange his trip to Ausy land.

And last but not least....

My kitty key chain..I LOVES MY KITTY KEY CHAIN!!!

Happy Monday Everyone!

And The Picture Madness Begins!

2005-10-26T19:52:00.000-07:00

Weeeeee...

But before we begin, let's start with what I love to do best...

Whine about crap and stuff.

Yesterday afternoon we had an "informative administrative employee only meeting" (whew that was long) that was to inform us about something that was not quite clear of what it was but thinking about the subject it might have meant maybe information about the new products coming to our facility or maybe the christmas party (which I am not attending this year because this company sucks ass) or maybe of a halloween extravaganza where we could wear customes that day and made fouls out of ourselves. I don't know, it must have been something like that, but knowing the kind of company Nutter Industries is, I should have known better by now after being here for over a year.

Anyway, the meeting started late, and it was about some crap I didn't really understand because the H.R. Mayor beyotch was mixing up about timing cards and checking time and being late and production people but also administrative personnel, signing papers, asking permission and waiting for authorization to get out and not being paid for eating outside the company and what not. I don't know, till this moment I couldn't figure out what that woman wanted to say.

Anyhoo, Drama Queen said "Bah who cares anyway? I am not paying attention to this crap". I said "what ever". 3 hours later Drama Queen comes back with a red face and a personality more like the Tasmanian Devil's wife, saying nonsense about complotting the HR beyotch and wanting to form a sindicate for administratives who don't check cards and how to burn the witch in a big hole full of snakes and my boss burning along with her and so. I said "didn't you say you didn't care about that crap like 3 hours ago?", Drama Queen said "Gaaaah blah duh iiiii eeowwkk pprrrrhhtttt baaahhiii ttiikennn blaaahhh".

The woman is nuts I tell you; so later on I turned to a guy who looks like he has more sense of humanity and I try to convince him to convince the Tazmanian Devil to slow down before the woman does something she will regret for the rest of the time she'll be working at Nutter Ind. And so he did and now we're all happy, and safe from burning inside the plant.

And now, some Kodak Moments!

Topoli here distroying my 2nd hand furniture, who told him he could use it to do his own manicure anyway? (look at the eyes, he seems pleased).

My brand new boots, well not so brand new anymore because I already used them twice. Weeeeeee.

And now, something revealing...

See why I say I am related to ostriches?

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Yoli is Happy Today!

2005-10-25T09:24:00.000-07:00

Weeeee...finally

For the first time in god knows how many years I am feeling happy.

Why am I happy you ask? Well...

#1 I have changed my working shift 30 minutes earlier and it's working wonders, now I get to leave 1 hour before all these bunch of losers (weeee) and that by end, gets me to be home 30 minutes earlier to be with BF when he visits me...weeeeeee

#2 BF bought me my camera with picture printer (right, I have to post the story, crap I forgot. Ok I'll tell it quick).

#3 I am officially a size 12 now....weeeeeeeeee I was formerlly a size 13/14 last year, now I am a size 11/12. I dropped 1 dress size in 4 months with no diets!! (weeeee). Thank you spinning classes!!!!

#4 Daylight saving time is coming so I will get to sleep "one hour earlier" super weeeeee.

#5 The hot weather is gone, I am so happy about that now I can go back to my natural skin color because right now I look like my legs don't belong to the rest of my body, they're milky white I tell ya!

#6 I am retouching my red highlights so they will go back to red again this saturday. (pictures with my new camera coming up after I redo my highlights)

#7 Finally I found the brown boots and the brown pants I needed so much. And the boots were a great deal! I can't believe it. (pictures also coming up tonight)

Now the story of how BF bought me my digicam!

Thursday night I was trying to convince BF we NEEDS a digicam, we must HAVES it because we are so behind technology we NEEDS a digicam. But BF was not so convinced about the thought of spending money on a digicam until I told him he could do lots and lots of fun stuff with it, then he kind of didn't say yes.

So on Saturday I went shopping with my parents and while we were at it we drove to Best Buy, from where I called BF and asked him if he wanted to catch me up at the store; 30 minutes later he was outside waiting for me and I took him inside. I was really looking for a cheap, cheap camera, I mean I was only going to take family pictures with it and besides BF didn't say he would buy me the digicam so in case he would say no I would buy the cheapest one anyway. While the guy at the store was helping us decide which camera was good and cheap BF asked for a picture printer, (no we don't need a picture printer, we NEEDS a digicam dammit) and so the seller showed us a deal we could not miss a Kodak Ease share 0310 with picture printer included for only $199; but I only wanted to spend $100 bucks and no more, well as much $150 but not 200 bucks, oh hell no.

BF was so excited about the deal he said "Let's take it", to my amusement I thought (are you really going to buy it for me?) so I asked him "are you really going to buy it for me? You know I don't have more than a hundred bucks to spend", and BF said "Just take it, I'll pay for it, why are you whining".

And so, we walked out of Best Buy with a digicam, a picture printer, a pack of picture paper and ink cartridges, a camera cover, and we almost walk out with the memory card but we forgot about it at the cashier counter...crap! (now I'll have to go there next week and buy it).

So as soon as we went back home, we installed the camera, and started taking pictures, actually the first picture I took was the one with BF and the two kitties.

See? I told you I was going to give you a Kodak Moment!

Aaaaawwww...

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

A Sunday almost Monday Special!

2005-10-23T22:57:00.000-07:00

And now I present to you...

Meet the new family members, well...almost, the fluffy kitty in the bottom of the pillow is "Topoli" which means chubby in BF's language, and the other kitty looking at that white round smily head is "Conchita", I named her like that because she's a lazy ass, and all lazy asses in my country are called "conchas". And well, the big white smily face is the BF but for security reasons I am not displaying his big persian head. Isn't he ready for halloween?

And now this...

Doesn't that look good? This is the so called Peanut butter cake, and I must say it is GOOD!

Here's another sky view picture of my peanut butter cake for your enjoyment...

Alright is not centered so sue me, I'm new at this anyway, little by little I'll get to improve.

And if you want the recipe for this recipe (bwahaha, excuse me, I'm half asleep here) let me know and I'll send it to you by email.

Happy Sun/Monday Everyone!

All the Way to a Friday Quickie!

2005-10-21T13:56:00.000-07:00

Yaaayyyyyy...

I can't believe it's already Friday, the week went flying around here.

So far I've been really busy, so busy I forgot I have a blog, that's not pretty.

I've been so busy I forgot all the things I wanted to post about so that means I gotta get me a reminder or something.

I've been so so busy I forgot to pay my water and my electricity bill, so I hope I don't wake up tomorrow without water or electricity. Oh please don't!

I've been so busy I haven't get my grip and talk to my boss to change my working shift because so busy I have been I don't eve have time for finish up his reports.

I've been so extremely busy my red highlights are no longer red, they have turned yellow, orange and pink, and so far that's the coolest thing that has happened to me this week. I have multicolored highlights. haha!

Now what I need to do on Saturday and Sunday:

1. Buy brown winter shoes and brown boots. I NEEDS it!

2. Buy me a digicam (already told BF to get it for me but he told me basically I was out of my mind, I am not putting my finger away though until I convince him we NEEDS a digicam)

3. Clean up my home, wash my car and do laundry (crap)

4. Get the new kittens a new home, deflea them, declaw them and dedust them (hehe).

5. Probably if I have some time left over I'll bake the peanut butter snack cakes and if I buy my digicam this weekend you'll get to see some Kodak moments.

Aaaaawww!

Happy Friday Everyone!

Tuesday Randomness!

2005-10-18T14:15:00.000-07:00

Let’s see now…

#1 It’s raining, not like hell but, hell it is raining!

#2 Someone sprayed angel cake scent in the AC piping, the whole building at Nutter Industries smells. I want some of that.

#3 Aunt flow is here, oh yes she’s here and she came with anger; can I go home now?

#4 I brought my bigass umbrella today in case it rains when I get off, I made a bump to a car, hope nobody catches me for it. Yikes!

#5 Eating with Drama queen is a drama; unfortunately I am never in the mood to listen to her weeping about her dead dog. At least she doesn’t weep while she’s eating, that helps.

#6 As much I have heard how the production girls spray themselves with the water sprinklers by accident it never stops being hilarious to hear them scream and see them wet.

#7 I’m bored, I want to go home and bake some peanut butter rice cake snacks.

#8 I realized I need a digicam, no, no, I don’t need it, I NEEDS IT!!!!

#9 Those kitties are cute, but I can’t stop thinking about all the mites they have on their fur and how many fleas are growing. Eow.

#10 One of the kitties doesn’t let me pet him, but he always makes himself clear that I must give him food, and ignoring him is not an option. Meeeeoooooowwwwwwwwwww dammit Meeeeooooowwwww!

#11 Adoption centers are crazy, how in heavens will they think I am going to pay $100 bucks for a cat. I’m sticking with the neighbors kitties for now, the neighbors have lost their chance.

#12 Wow, automatic self cleaning kitty litter tray….wow

#13 What? $140 bucks for automatic cleaning litter tray? I can buy tons of stuff with that money, 3 weeks worth of grocery shopping, 20 cartons of eggs, 3 pairs of slacks, 6 sweaters, 3 pairs of shoes, a couple of tickets to Disneyland, save money for my dream mango land.

#14 Where are the neighbors? Look! One kitty just pooped on my doorstep…crap!

Happy Tuesday Everyone

I Am a Balloon Head!

2005-10-17T14:10:00.000-07:00

Weeeeeeee.....

My life is not a pretty life, it sucks. I went window shopping on Saturday with a friend of mine and my mom, and to my horrible luck everything was 40%, 50% and 60% off. Now I usually spend around $400 bucks on clothing all at once and sometimes only at one store when I really need clothes. This time I wasn’t planning to buy anything, I just wanted to go window shopping but I couldn’t resist the deals, so I ended up buying one pair of pretty gray pants with pretty pink stripes and a pretty gray ¾ sleeve cardigan and a pretty soft violet sweater. Boo hoo, and I felt bad, so bad, oh so bad I felt I was betraying my dream of buying me my land with mango trees.

Crap!

$100 bucks less on my piggy bank and I still need winter clothes, dammit! I need brown boots, agghhh!

Anyway; let’s change the subject.

I think I have adopted 2 kittens, I think, I know I think because they show up in my doorstep every single morning asking me…no, no…begging me….no, not that either…demanding me to give them food, and love and attention and more food and milk and kitty litter.

Nooooo, these cats are not mine, they belong to my neighbors across the street. I sooo blame BF for this, he’s the one who brought one of the kittens to show it to me, now there are two kittens meowing at my door. Oh well, they are kittens and they are so adorable I couldn’t resist them so I already bought them cat food and gave them milk and one egg for breakfast, and they seem pretty happy ripping off my curtains and my living room furniture; but what can I do? I hope the neighbors don’t get angry at me for taking their kittens away from their children.

And this morning I woke up with a happy feeling, all of a sudden I started sneezing, and all that sneezing made my nose runny and all that made my head blow up like a balloon and that balloon head made my head hurt, and I can’t see well, and I can’t move without body pain, and it’s raining outside and I feel miserable, and I haven’t go to the gym as I am supposed to and I have a Chinese Opera to go to tomorrow.

Does this mean I am catching a flu?

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Happy Rainy Monday Everyone!

A Friday Quickie with No Mangos!

2005-10-14T13:40:00.000-07:00

Awww....

Bleah! I had an answer from the real state agency about my dream land and turns out the owner wants cash and wants it in full. How in the world do they think someone is going to have all that money on hand at once?

Anyway, that piece of land will be only a dream for about 6 or 7 months till I collect at least half of what tha land costs, in the mean time I'll stick my butt to Nutter Industries... (Super Crap)

Sad news for a friday in deed!

In other news:

I am going to a presentation of the Beiging Opera on Tuesday and I am soooo excited I can hardly wait for that day. What's the Beijing Opera you ask? Well you would have to see it yourself to understand because it's a wonderful mixture of chinese culture, martial arts, costumes, make up, acting, singing all together forming a very unique, strange but beautiful master piece.

And so with this background I say to Drama Queen (aka the woman who weeps to me at lunch time) that this Beijing Opera is coming to town for only one presentation to what she replies with an awkward face "Oh, I wanted to see X rock band last month but didn't have the chance".

Girl, it's Opera we're talking about here not a cheap ass rock band!!!!!...

Damn ignorant, and still she doesn't ask what it is pretending to know what I am talking about and criticizes it as if we are talking about a regular Italian Opera. I want to shoot this woman in her humongous head.

Someone give me a bazuka!....Yes her head is THAT big.

Aaaannnd last but not least, I am going windows shopping tomorrow, weeeeeeeeeee...... (crap!)

Happy Friday Everyone!

Hillbilly Yoli!

2005-10-13T11:01:00.000-07:00

Yeee-haa…

Been looking around for grounds to invest my poor lil’o money in, and while browsing around I fell in love with a huge ground with 17 Mango Trees, surrounded by forest and is near a lake.

It made me think of making me a little farm, with chickens, one cow and lots of cats to play around. Planting banana tress, and orange trees and sugar canes and corn and tomatoes and avocados, oh the list is endless.

And the price is so reasonable I just couldn’t resist asking, so I am waiting for a reply from the real state agents I asked information to and if they're reasonable with the land, I won't doubt on buying it.

I think if I get to buy that piece of land I will have to change my lifestyle of being a city girl and turn into a hillbilly, imagine me, with overalls and a dirty hat planting my fruits and veggies, going to the river once in a while to catch some fish for dinner and supporting me and my parents with what we can get by selling fruit conserves and pastries; enjoying the natural habitats; the bad thing is I will have to live around spiders and snakes but I am sure it will be worth it and I won’t mind, I’ll buy me lots of Raid when I go town which is a mile away.

That is definitely the kind of lifestyle I want to give my parents and myself once I grow older; pure nature to the core, no cars, no people around for miles, just me and my mango trees, my chickens and my cows. No more Nutter Industries, no more old farts, no more TV, computer…

Wait a minute…if I don’t have a computer I won’t be able to blog, ok, definitely must have satellite to use my laptop there at least to know what’s up with the world, and blogland.

Oh yes, blogland, I just couldn’t live without.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

A Tuesday with a Meme!

2005-10-11T15:08:00.000-07:00

So this is a meme hey?....

Alright, by request from Steph because she knows my days at Nutter Industries are not productive; I may now comply with this so called "Meme", I didn't know these questionares were called Memes. I remember when I was little, all my friends would pass around notebooks with all sorts of questions, we called it the "gossip book", and all the girls wanted to answer them, even if the questions were lame and stupid. I even made up my own gossip book but I was never so popular so the only people who answered my gossip book was me, an imaginary friend and my cat.

Those were the days...

Anyway, on with the Meme:

three names I go by:
1. Yoli
2. Yolis
3. Yolita

three screen names you've had:
1. Rubberducky
2. Ekoloka
3. Rubberbond

three physical things you like about yourself:
1. My face
2. My hair
3. My hands

three physical things you don't like about yourself:
1. My teeth
2. My weight
3. My legs

three parts of your heritage:
1. Spanish
2. Arabic
3. French

three things that scare you:
1. Heights ( hates it …hates it alot)
2. Dust mites (gaahh!)
3. Dieing alone and people finding out a week later because of the pudrid smell of my rotten body full of maggots.

three of your everyday essentials:
1. Shower
2. Make up
3. Hair styling products

three things you are wearing right now:
1. Black pants with very thin white stripes
2. Black sleeveless turtle neck
3. Black undies and bra

three of your favorite bands or musical artists (at the moment):
1. Enya
2. Enigma
3. Missy Elliot

three of your favorite songs (at the moment):
1. Only Time - Enya
2. Return to Innocence - Enigma
3. Pass that Dutch – Missy Elliot

three things you want in a relationship:
1. Trust
2. Commitment
3. Love

two truths and a lie (in no particular order):
1. I’ve been in a threesome
2. My brother and my sister are married together
3. I killed a dog once

three physical things about the [non-]opposite sex that appeal to you:
1. Pretty Face
2. Gorgeous hair
3. And a well shaped body and I mean well

three of your favorite hobbies:
1. reading
2. blogging
3. watch documentaries

three things you want to do really badly right now:
1. Eat, I’m so hungry!!
2. Go home and do my laundry
3. See the BF

three careers you're considering:
1. Psychiatry
2. Neurology
3. Psychology

three places you want to go on vacation:
1. Beeaaachhhhh I need warm beeaccch!!
2. Anywhere in the Mountains
3. Canada

three kids' names you like:
1. Don’t like kids in the first place
2. So the only names I can think of are
3. Bugger, creatures from hell, leeches…etc.

three things you want to do before you die:
1. Live my life in the best and harmonious way possible
2. Leave at least a small drop of wisdom
3. Get things ready for when the time comes people won’t find me a week later all maggotty and stinky.

Who will I pass this to? Well anybody who wants to, I'm not picky, plus the 2 readers that follow me already did it and I don't want to be rude.

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Morning Thoughts!

2005-10-10T09:06:00.000-07:00

Hmmm....

1. Why if we had enough rain last year to give away for free the water keeps running out over the weekends and I have to smell like a skunk? Although I have a huge water supply system underneath my house but is getting rot because the pump doesn't work. WTF!

2. When I turn on the pump to at least flush the toilets when the water runs out, the gage from the water company goes counter clockwise, this is a bad thing because the water from my pump goes back to the water company and good because it means my flush is making my water bill go down...Guess I'll have to flush the toilet more often huh?

3. How it comes when I drink a glass of wine it's like I'm taking a whole bottle of valium? I am definitely taking a glass before I got o sleep...I suffer from insomnia.

4. Why women have to suck at driving? I know I suck at driving but at least I don't suck as much as those moms with mini vans or high chassis. WTF lady! If you have a huge high chassis it means you can go through the bump not drive around it! And don't stop at a hill to cross a bump, you have a friggin truck for Pete's sake!...here, give it to me and you can have my 1993 oldmobile, you can drive it like your high chassis if you like.

5. it's Monday, I didn't clean my house, didn't do my laundry and here I am at work... blogging.

Why work isn't more productive?? Can I bring my washer machine?

Happy Monday Everyone!

Friday Quickie!

2005-10-07T11:43:00.000-07:00

You Are A: Pony!

Who doesn't love a pony? You are one of these miniature horses, renown for your beauty and desired by many. Full of grace, you are a beautiful and very special animal, full of strength and majesty.

You were almost a: Turtle or a Groundhog
You are least like a: Duck or a Monkey The Cute Animals Quiz

A Pony??!!!! WTF!!!

thought I was going to be a porky pine or something; this quiz sucks!

Happy Friday Everyone!

Yoli's Car is Fixed!

2005-10-06T16:08:00.000-07:00

This is how the chaos was on Tuesday night....

Car overheats, water is leaking from somewhere...Yoli freaks out and calls BF at Yoli's home.

BF: Hello?

Me: Hi baby, can you come and pick me up? My car overheat.

BF: What? What do you mean?

Me: ... Do you know what overheat is?

BF: Overheat, the car needs water

Me: Not exactly but can you come and pick me up? I'll be at the company

BF: Put water on the car and let it cool off.

Me: Nope, can't do that, the water is leaking from somewhere and a guy from my company says is the water pump, please come and pick me up!!!!

BF: (sigh) Ok, but are you sure is the water pump? Maybe is the fan that's not working.

Me: Yeah, that too, the fan is not working, now can you come and pick me up? Pleeasseeeee??!!!!

BF: (sigh) Ok, I'll be right over.

45 minutes later... and my butt is freezing outside the company, BF comes with dad on the side, yup dad joined the party too. BF decides he wants to take the car to the house so my dad can take it to the mechanic but sees the water pump is spitting out the water back to the floor, so BF decides the car stays in the company and we all head back home. It was 7:20 by then.

A couple of blocks down....

Dad: I need to go to the bathroom

Me: Dad!! Why didn't you tell me before!? I could have asked the guards to open the office area for you...agh! Do you really have to go?

Dad: Well, is not like I am going to blow up, I can hold it till we get home.

Me: Ok, there's a gasoline station right at the U turn, just hang on.

Dad: (Turning red) Ok!

We're supposed to drive into a U turn but I see BF not turning...

Me: The U turn is right over....dammit you missed it!

BF: It's been too long since I came here I don't remember

Me: Well...you could have asked!!...Dad are you ok?

Dad: (turning blue) Yup...hm...I'm ok (grins)

Me: Baby, my dad needs to go to the bathroom and the gas station was way in the back, now we have to go all the way down and we are going to get stuck in traffic...I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!!

BF: Just enjoy the scene...look at the pretty cars (grins)

Me: Dad, there's another gasoline station at the bottom before we head the other U turn, you think you can hold it?

Dad: (turning yellow) Yup...hmmm...no problem...hhmm...is not like I'm going to blow up or something....hmmm...I can hold....hhhmmmmjjjj.

10 minutes later and we're still stuck in traffic.

Me: Dad? We're almost there ok?

Dad: (completely pale) Hmmjjjj....ok!

Me: Baby, did you check the gas tank in your car before you picked me up? You're empty!!!...Oh my god we are so not going to make it!!!!

BF: Relaaaax, if the car turns off I'll just walk and get more gas, look the gasoline station is right infront of us.

Me: Infront of us? You still need to cross the intersection and there's no pedestrian crossing here, you have to walk almost a mile!!!. My dad needs to go to the bathroom!!!!

Dad: (almost fainting) No...hhmmm..problem....hhhmm...I'm holding it!

Finally we get to the gas station with the tank almost empty and my dad almost pooping his pants. BF fills the tank and dad goes to do his business.

A couple of minutes later and we are all happy and waiting in traffic for another 30 minutes. But at least my dad is not dieing and BF's car has enough gas to hold a 2 hour traffic.

So you see people, is not good to take your elderly parent somewhere far away from home because they just need to go at the time least expected.

Next time I am bringing him a portable potty.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

OH Now What?!

2005-10-05T13:52:00.000-07:00

Gaaahhhhhh….

Why is it all the time things have to come to me in a cumulative way and not little by little? Yesterday was the “shit river” as some of you called it, and I thought it was hilarious, and now my car broke down because the water pump was leaking all the antifreeze and my car almost melt down.

Not to mention my hair is a huge mess today because we’re having Santa Ana winds and really, this could not get any worst…or is it? I hope I don’t find a flat tire or maybe something worst after the mechanics give me back my car and they should give it back to me no later than this afternoon. I am not taking the public transportation with this weather, with this hair and with all this static that’s flowing all over I have been electrocuted already 10 times this morning and I am expecting more electrocutions for the rest of the afternoon and all of this is BF’s fault….

I don’t know I just feel like blaming on to him!

I’m expecting to go to the gym today because I think I am gaining weight again and I don’t like it, I’ve been doing wonderfully well when BF and I got separated because I was going 5 times a week, now I am going 3 times a week at the most. This is unbearable, and for this, is BF’s fault too…

On to another news, I am getting me a digi cam maybe, and I am saying maybe because maybe by then I will loose all interest on buying a digi cam and instead I’ll decide to keep saving my money to buy me a house which I need to the most. I am not liking the tweety yellow color. Anyway and in the mean time, no pictures for you. You are all going to have to stick with the Ostrich at the top right corner, if you want to imagine me with red highlights well then put a damn wig on the ostrich and there you’ll have me with red highlights, which by the way they’re no longer red because I decided not to follow the rules of beauty in not buying a $15 dlls bottle of L’Oreal red shampoo, I’m too cheap for that and rather keep myself with my current 700 mil bottle of Pantene and I am keeping it until I finish the last drop of it, even if it means I’ll end up with pink highlights!

Hurray for Pink Highlights!!!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

The World is Falling and I can’t Get Out!

2005-10-04T16:31:00.000-07:00

Wished it was like this but not on a closing year…

I've been closing year for the past two weeks so I don’t get caught on a rush. Fortunately because I am super smart and super organized I was able to cool down when this morning at 7 am I was leaving home to get to work to continue my closing month and I see this huge line of traffic and is very slowly moving, after 45 minutes of being stuck in the same place a police officer tells us all to move to another exit which leads us to the Highway towards Ensenada so we could make a U turn and head back on our ways to work.

Everybody were using their cell phones except for me, I still had 2 minutes more and I thought maybe a miracle could happen and I was being saved by God all mighty and a bird would come and rescue me from the traffic; but the damn bird never showed and I was stuck for another 30 minutes for that U turn; finally we reach the end of the U turn and I was happy, it was already 8:10 am so I thought well I think I can make it on time to finish up the reports in 2 minutes and give it to the boss and maybe he won’t notice. Well I was wrong!

Suddenly we all see ahead 2 more police cars and people coming back the way they came from and I thought this could not be happening, not today, why today? They can’t send us back to our houses… this is insane! Well not so, the policemen were really sending us back where we came from, that meant another hour of traffic on the way back. What happened? We didn’t know, we were all being pushed back to our homes because “something” happened on the road, I came back home clueless at 9 am. 2 hours of traffic and we didn’t move anywhere I ended up in the same place I started.

Once I got home I turned on the TV and the mystery was solved, a huge sewage pipe broke and all the dirty water moist the soil on the mountains and a huge chunk of a mountain collapsed over the roads, so actually there was no way in or out of town, we were trapped, well, not so but we were, unless we had to pay $2.5 dlls to cross the highway to Ensenada and back to TJ. I don’t think so!

I had to call my boss and explain the situation and he laughed…he laughed. I didn’t think it was funny, I spent 2 hours of gas for nothing and I was not going to spend another hour of gas trying to get to work. Oh hell no! So I waited until the city trucks removed all the dirty crap that was blocking the roads.

In the mean time I went to my parents home to kill the time and we had a good brunch, oh what a brunch it was, it was good, so good it made me sleepy so I fell asleep, I told my mom to wake me up at 1 pm so I could get ready to work and she didn’t, I know why she didn’t, she didn’t want me to go anywhere and stay with them. So I was late; now I had to rush over to my work so I could be there on time and make worth the time I was going to stay there “working” and finishing up the things I needed to finish so they could not accumulate for the next morning.

I got to my work at 2 pm to find some bitter news, HR beyotch had gone to my boss and tell him I got off early last Tuesday and said I didn’t tell anybody I was leaving early, of course I did, I told the director of the company I was leaving early. Damn snake! She will have to cry because I am here only for 3 hours more and I am out of here…tee hee.

I am so sure she is going to make me fill out a permission form for the 7 hours I was out of here because of the traffic stuff.

Oh I know, why don’t I gather a little bit of that muddy crap that built in the morning and splat it on her new car…oh that would be nice.

I’ll dream about it while I’m sleeping tonight…ha!

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Hair Rant!

2005-09-29T11:35:00.000-07:00

I am NOT in a good mood today…

I have said it before and I’ll say it again now; people don’t need a college degree to be stupid, stupid people are born stupid, and with a college degree their stupidity will never go away either, they’re born stupid, they die stupid.

How do you notice a person is stupid?

By their stupid questions, and stupid comments of course.

I’ll put my new hair look as an example…Oh by the way did I mention I have a new hair look? No? Well, I got me new red hightlights aaaannd I got a new haircut and I just loooove my new make over, love it love it love!!!!

BF loved it too, he was so excited…but that’s another post.

Anyway, putting my new hairstyle as an example I got all sorts of comments, all of them were good, but two of them got me off my nerves:

Person #1: Are those highlights red?

Yoli Answers: Is there another color for red? I’m just asking though

Person #2: Did you cut your hair?

Yoli Answers: No, I’m wearing a wig that looks like my hair.

Gaaaaahhhh

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Tuesday Pop!

2005-09-27T09:44:00.000-07:00

Pop..pop..pop…

Well the huge ass humongous pimple in my wee wee feels a lot better than yesterday, so better I could go to spinning class without any crying out loud; though I did cry out loud when I tried to pop the little crap and couldn’t bear the pain last night. Oh the pain!!!!

AAAAAAHHHHH!

So it ended out soar, fortunately I have a kick ass ointment that dissolves those little creeps of nature, fortunately and I hope it will automatically pop itself.

OK enough of that; although Jamie wanted to know more details about my huge ass pimple in my wee wee, here it is…it huge I tell you huuuugeeeee; and I won’t say anything more about it because it is really disgusting crap.

Change subject to a non-pimple one:

I’ve notice this girl at my spinning class, she really does look creepy though, her skin is extremely white, she has black hair, I mean black black hair, and aqua color eyes. Creeee-py! But let’s put the creepy part aside because what really makes me wonder about this girl is she doesn’t really take the spinning class, oh no, I have discovered she goes to spinning class for the full body mirrors that cover the room, oh yes; I’ve seen the woman pulling her spinning bike where she is able to see her body in full details as we bounce up and down, spin and spin ( I think this sounds pornographic). WTF!? She doesn’t follow the class because she completely forgets about the instructor. I mean, is not like I don’t follow the instructor either but what can I do? She woman sits infront of me I can’t help it looking at my instructor and look at the woman looking at her self in the mirror.

I think she gets hot by looking at herself or something; I’ve never seen something quite like that before in my life.

And the woman is creepy I tell you, creepy! I don’t know how she can walk around turning her head to what ever a reflection of her body might appear and not fall on a hole or bump into someone. She’s a dangerous woman! Can you imagine her driving? She would not use the rear view or the side view mirrors to see cars, oh no, I am so sure she uses those to look at herself all the time. DMV should revoke her driver’s license. Well that is if she has a car.

Believe it or not, that had me thinking mostly part of last night before I went to sleep, thinking this girl doesn’t do anything else than to look at herself in reflections or mirrors. I am wondering, does she have a mirror in the ceiling above her bed so she can see herself falling asleep?

Just a thought, a kinky thought…but just to make things clear, I’m straight and I love men, I like manly men, I looove hairy looking manly sweaty men!!

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

O Sole Mio!

2005-09-26T09:56:00.000-07:00

Io Una Dona Inmovile en el Calzone…

Don’t ask what it means, I can barely speak my own language or any other I just wanted to sound international.

Ok, here it goes.

My first Monday post after so many months, that is because this is the first Monday that I have time to post something and I have nothing to say, well except something really private that you should not know about but it’s my blog and I can post whatever I want.

Warning! I am going to write some nasty stuff here so if you’re the yucky kind of person, don’t read this.

Why in the world I am the only freak in this planet who has to grow huge ass humongous pimples in their privates? That should a No Pimple Grow Area!!!

Do you know what it feels like to not be able to sit down properly or bend over or not even go to the bathroom because this huge ass humongous pimple hurts like hell?! It hurts dammit, hurts like hell!

So I am not in a good mood since last week, and I thought it would go away but it’s not, and is not getting any better, actually is getting huge…huge I tell you huuuuuuge!

Why me?? Why me???

Happy Bumpy Pimple Monday Everyone!

The One Long and Grumpy Friday Quickie!

2005-09-23T09:06:00.000-07:00

Who wants a piece of me??!!!...

Damn HR Beyotch, she's been pulling my patience too much lately as Drama Queen is not here to be poked on, the woman is so bored now she's trying to test me. Oh hell she's not going to make me fall for it!

HR Beyotch always reminds me to give the timing cards to her, every single tuesday at 8 am I hear her annoying telephone ring to me to remind me. I don't remember telling her to remind me crap! But still she does, she thinks if she doesn't remind me to give it her I might loose it somewhere..... Please! So to avoid getting angry I ignore the 8 am phone call.

So Last week she forwarded everybody a piece of paper with a survey about how the summer picnic was and also how the quality of the food in the cafeteria is for us. Now I don't eat cafeteria food, cafeteria food sucks so I rather bring my lunch, and also I just stayed 30 minutes in the summer picnic so I didn't have the chance to savour the quality of the party. With this on notice I gave a reply to my survey like this:

Cafeteria food survey:

Q: Do you eat cafeteria food?
A: No

Q: How do you consider the food in the cafeteria?
a) good tasting b) regular c) bad quality
A: c

Summer Picnic Survey:

Q: How do you consider the summer picnic was?
a) Excelent b) Regular c) Not enough time to enjoy d) bad
A: N/A

Now does this mean I have something against HR Beyotch? I don't think so, but she went to complain to my boss about how I answered the surveys (aren't surveys suppose to be optional and anonimous?) because she thinks it's a boicot against her and when I don't give her the timing cards at 8 am as she always demands is because I have personal issues over her.

Excuse me!? She went to complain to my boss about what?!

She didn't know when she went to my boss to complain about me that I don't answer phone calls to anybody at 8 am because I am so busy running reports for the 9 am management meetings every single day so I just don't exist for anybody, only for the few other people that have to do with the reports then I will answer the phone, otherwise I won't answer, but who doesn't do the same? And boss knows I am invisible between 8-9 am; it's for his own good.

Anyhoo, I am sooo glad boss didn't call me to tell me about he rant HR beyotch did about me which means he ignored her the same, just like I always do.

Now, that is definitely a bad point for my 2006 evaluation, I just know it, damn HR beyotch.

I know she doens't want a piece of me, oh no she doesn't!

Happy Grumpy Friday Everyone!

Humps in the Hump!

2005-09-21T10:09:00.000-07:00

Hurrah....

It's Wednesday!!!! I love Wednesdays, did I mention I love Wednesdays and Wednesdays are my favorite days of the week? No? Well I'll tell you. I loooooove Wednesdays!!!!

I've been attracting weird bugs lately and I don't like it, saturday night one huge fire fly flew over my head while I was closing my door, luckily BF was there because as soon as I heard something zzzuummiiiingg around me I freaked out, screamed and ran to the laundry room. That was some scarry crap.

Then on Monday, a mosquito got inside my car, did you know mosquitos or any other kind of bug inside a car is deadly? I didn't now that, until that day I was fighting with it because it was hungry it neede breakfast and there I was ready to be stung by that mosquito. At the end it won and I ended up with this huge mosquito bite on my shoulder, I had to choose between letting it suck my blood or die on the road trying to kill it.

Then yesterday I woke up in the morning and see this huge spider above my head on the wall, the mark of my sliper is still there I can't stand scrubbing the dead spider with my bare hands...yuuck!

Then this morning, as I walked to my car I see a bee standing on my door waiting for me, maybe it needed a ride somewhere but really I was running late and I can't afford to risk my life trying to kill the bee or letting it sting me, no thank you, I so squashed it with my gym back pack...hm which now I remember I didn't see the bee on the floor and forgot to check my back pack to see if it was there.....Eooowwww.

Forgot to mention this morning I killed a cricket by accident with my foot as I was sitting on my desk, I only heard a "crunch" noise and felt something bumpy in the bottom of my shoe.

Uh and last week I was listening to the radio in the morning, that some girl had a car accident because while she was driving she saw a spider crawling over her face and she got scared, rolled her car over a tree; that almost happens to me that same day when I was driving back from the gym, I saw a spider flying down the rear view mirror to my lap, fortunately I was on a stop sign otherwise I would have crashed my car on a post or something.

Damn bugs

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Let’s Talk About Him!

2005-09-19T13:36:00.000-07:00

Boo-hoo…

Now let’s see, I know many of you tuned into my site a few months ago so you don’t know details about the BF I’ve been mentioning for the last couple of years that I started this blog so I’ll just concentrate all into one post.

I’ve been with the BF for 3.5 years and it has gone like water, and I really believe BF is a very good prospect of a good husband to be, but there are a few things that need to be polished and it has been extremely hard for me to change mainly because he is from a different culture than mine (middle eastern) though he’s not muslim he is a liberal to an extreme which I cannot accept, (sometimes I feel like I’m the muslim and he’s the catholic); another reason, he’s 40 years old and his ideals are very strong to have them changed from one day to the other. The 15 year difference between us has made the relationship hard enough to make me throw the towel and say “No more!”

What is it that makes me say “No more” to this relationship?

#1 He loves his freedom, he doesn’t like anybody telling him what to do and what not to do. I understand that but to certain extents.

#2 He suffers from “Familitis”, I don’t know if I made this word up but it reflects a condition that he can’t leave his family aside, he belongs to them, for him there is nothing else or nothing more than his family, his family is first, then it’s the rest of everybody… that includes him and me.

#3 As his family absorbs him, he doesn’t have time to attend a relationship, he barely has time for a life of his own, for this reason ever since the rest of his family moved to the US his attention was so focused on them that even though we were living together we didn’t see each other for weeks, he would spend his free time at his family’s house and come home at 2 or 3 am every night. I did understand that also, as they were new in the country they needed help but that help also meant financial help, BF had only credit cards and he squeezed them till the last drop.

And that’s when the big problems arose.

After leaving his family settled in their new homes now he had to take care of two problems, the main one was me, the second and new problem, money, his pockets were empty and now he needed to spend his free time working at a part time job to pay all his credit card debts.

#4 He is such a wonderful man and he loves to share everything he has that people take advantage of him and his good will, even his own family, they could not suck his blood out because that would mean killing him and that would mean no more free help.

Now what is it that makes me reevaluate the relationship I have with BF that makes it worth standing 3.5 years with him and maybe even more?

#1 He is pure in heart and soul

#2 He is very respectful to our relationship, when we argue we never fight or say to each other bad words or yell at each other, we always speak our problems out.

#3 He’s very lovable and sweet even when we are angry and he always tries to make me smile.

#4 He makes all the problems seem so tiny, he always says that everything will be OK and there is nothing in the world that can’t be done and it gives me security every time he shows me that.

#5 He’s very responsible of me financially speaking, although he has debts to his guts he still helps me as if he still lived with me.

#6 And like I said earlier, he’s a wonderful man and loves to help others and share all he has and it makes me very proud to know he’s a very good man.

#7 He’s always available when I call him even when he’s working so I know he’s not cheating on me.

#8 He gives me the freedom I need to do what I want and we always work things out when we don’t agree on something.

#9 Most importantly we never fight over the TV remote…bwaha! (hey, I’ve heard there are divorces over that).

Although he is not as charming and romantic as I wished he was it compensates all of it with all the good qualities he has, which I find very difficult to find them all in another man.

So after reminiscing hard over the long weekend I’ve decided I have been too hard on BF, both of us need a chance, for me to accept him the way he is and him to get rid of his current problems. Now if I could just find a way to have his family disappear from the face of this earth I would be the happiest woman alive.

Dammit I need voodoo lessons.

Happy Monday Everyone!

Dammit I can't!

2005-09-14T15:53:00.000-07:00

Aggghhh...

Like I said yesterday I am about this close to break up with BF, he's giving me too much crap I can barely take no more.

Since last week we scheduled a doctor's appointment for him to check on his improvement with the treatment and as always ( he does with me because he doesn't do it with anybody else of course) he was LATE!

I knew this would happen so I was furious since earlier in the morning and the pain in the stomach got worse while driving home because I just knew it; so I picked up the phone and called his cell, he was on his way, the appointment was at 6:30 pm and it was already 6:15 and we had to drive for 20 minutes to get to the doctor; I had to put my sorry ass to the doctor for being late but pleaded to wait for us 5 minutes longer, fortunately the doc is not an ogor so he said he would wait for us only for 5 minutes and no more, BF was his last patient for the day.

Anyway, there was no time for hellos and we headed over to the doctor, there, I did the last humane thing for a him while having his wee wee electrocuted, I held his hand and covered his head.

On the way out I had the words ready to be released from my mouth to tell him that was the last thing I do to him and he could just get his ass out of my house, but I couldn't, before I could say anything to him he held my hand back and thanked me for being with him and being so kind to him.

What in hell is he playing with me now? He's not suppose to be sweet right now, I am angry dammit I should finish you up and turn you into crap and make you feel sorry for being such a neglective BF, that's the damn plan and I should stick to it. My friend didn't gave me a good advise just to listen to you thanking me for being supportive. Shut up dammit, shut the fuck up!

While we were eating at a restaurant I had my eyes straight at his face, forcing myself to tell him right there I no longer want to be with him; he looks back at me and asks me why am I looking at him so angry.

Give me 10 good reasons why I should not leave you because I have 10 very good reasons why I should right now.

He left his fork on the side and gave me a bizzare look; why am I saying that you're asking me?

For a start you don't treat me as your girlfriend and you're confusing me with something you think is easy for you to treat; second you are very disconsiderate and only think about yourself; third you really do not care about me as a person, fourth I am not important to you in your life; fifth all you care is for your own benefits and the benefits of your family; sixth you don't appreciate all the things I do for you; seventh you are a very irresponsible boyfriend; eighth you have no idea what a love relationship is; ninth you're afraid of any kind of commitment especially a commitment with me, and tenth you neglect me...I want to kill you!!!

Don't laugh at me, why are you laughing? This isn't funny! You stop this right now!

At that point I had released my anger with a piece of chicken while saying all those things in my head and not being able to express it directly to his face made me want to vomit, although I did mention him 5 of the 10 reasons I had when he started laughin and gave me 5 stupid reasons of his own to dump me also which went something like this:

Counting with his greasy fingers
1. You...you don't give me massage sometimes when I ask you
2. You don't...(grabs a lemon) give me lemon water
3. You don't give me sunflower seeds, I need sunflower seeds when I'm watching TV
4. And...you (grabs the lemon again) don't give me lemon....water
5. I...want to eat some fruit, let's get some.

So I am using my own psychology to understand why he doesn't take my rages seriously, is it either because he doesn't pay attention to the big issues that are increasing by time, or is it that I am not making myself clear of the situation. If that is the case then I know why I am not making myself clear and finish it once and for all, and is because I am afraid of being alone. But what if I am making all this into a huge mountain of dirt when it is really something as little as a layer of dust? But then, why am I so angry that he doesn't treat me like I say he should?

What am I doing wrong and why is everybody telling me to break up with him and I can't do it? Dammit I just can't leave him so easily. As many defects he has, he has so many good things that cannot be compared with anyone else and putting all of it in balance makes it so difficult for me to do something so easy.

I need that strength again (like I had 4 years ago with the X) to terminate this and go ahead on search for something better.

I'll sure be thinking of it this long weekend.

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Nutter Hick!

2005-09-13T14:49:00.000-07:00

It is all about the booze...

I just came out of a 2 minute employee meeting Nutter Industries careful scheduled for us 2 minutes before the meeting:

“It’s all about you (HR beyotch said to us), you the employee who make this happen, and to thank you for being such great employees we’re going to offer you a great bbq at our expense next Thursday at 3”.

Oh great! More food and drinks to drop to the floor and no more productivity bonuses because the company is over budget. WTF!

Is that all you have to say Nutter Industries? How about if you tell us when are we going to have our next product transfer so we get ready for the new people to come and maybe more job opportunities for us huh? Or, how about if you tell us what the plans for the new fiscal year are? Oh no that would be committing sin and we would never be forgiven by the all mighty VP Midget.

Screw that! I’m going home, who wants to socialize with a bunch of losers anyway.

Changing subjects radically now;

I am this close to break up with BF now, and I need a really good excuse to not dump his ass to the next available sewage spillage.

I am soooo green right now.

Salud!

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Quarenteen's Over!

2005-09-12T10:26:00.000-07:00

Woo Hoo...

Well, not so woo hoo, BF still has some treatment left and I have an appt with lady doc on thursday for a check up.

Dammit it's been so long I can hardly remember what sex is like. Bummer!

In other news,
We're having a 4 day week this week because of our Independen day Holiday; where am I going you ask? No freaking where, that's where I am going; why you ask? Good question, it's not me the one who can't go, oh no, it's BF who doesn't want to go anywhere, now, I can go where ever I want but the only bad thing is that I have nobody to come and tag along with me while I am letting the great oportunities of great deals to the beaches of the south pass by under my nose while everybody I know is going everywhere.

Oh Crap!

It's going to be another long weekend at home.

So instead of boring myself to death I decided home browsing over the weekend; what did I find? Well actually I found pretty good houses way out of my budget, I can only afford an old motor home without wheels and toilet for 3000 bucks. I think I'll have to wait until I can find a better deal than that.

In the mean time I'll keep drooling at houses I can't afford. I mean compared to houses in the US the houses in my country are quite a bargain, so much BF went so enthusiastic about buying a ground and two or 3 houses instead of buying a small condo in San Diego. I agree with the man, but too bad he's not a citizen, oh well, either he can marry a mexican girl or just buy it through some other way. His loss not mine...sucker!

I'm so happy I'll be completely by myself next week with nobody to bug me with their stupid 80's music, yes I am talking about the Production Supervisor, I think he got stuck in the 80's. He needs to grow up! Anyhoo, I'll be completely alone in my department except for Old Fart, everybody else is going to Carry, NC for a training.

I am soooooo coming in jammies to work!

Happy Monday Everyone!

Viva Los Fridays!

2005-09-09T10:02:00.000-07:00

And I won't say quickie 'cause I'm horny dammit!...

Now that I closed month on my department I'm waiting for the financial side to finish up their crap. That's what I mean when I am saying the closing month takes about a month to close...Pfft! Never heard of that before in my life until I came to work for Nutter Industries.

Man are they slow I tell you!

Nothing important has made me post but like I said to my dad I have a journal and I must keep on updating it, otherwise it won't be a journal but a boring notebook.

Why in hell if we have an online journal we must share it other people, worst when the're people we know? Then if you want to rant about a specific someone you are not allowed because you know that specific someone is reading your blog; talking about self restriction.

So just for that I will now hit myself on the head till I faint for making such huge mistake, fortunately nobody knows exactly where I work, well, only the people I know that read my blog dammit so I can no longer give names, and even if I give names the people who know me know who I am talking about.

Dammit!

See what I'm talking about?

Anyhoo!

On with another subject:

Katrina, oh who can NOT stop talking about it? I heard on the news on Sunday President Fox was going to send a ship with food, water and a rescue team (pff right, he is sending, more like there were volunteers willing to go and help but he's not sending anybody) to help out the victims from the Hurracane.

Now I am such a squeptic person I really thought US Customs was going to stop that ship from crossing the border and send them right back, just like Thailand did when the Tsunami hit them; but what a surprise I heard when yesterday the ship arrived to Texas and customs never stopped them. Wow, isn't that nice?

Now what concerns me is that Cuba is offering to send 1500 medical specialists to help out but no word from Bush on accepting that help...Yikes!

Personally I don't think Bush will accept. That's bad

In other news:

Old fart is going down, oh yes, big problems arose this week which involves miss communication problems between management and production team and now everything is a huge confussion between everything and nobody knows crap about anything.

I'm confused here.

Happy Friday Everyone!

Somebody Shoot Me!

2005-09-06T10:12:00.000-07:00

(#*$&%* Craaaaaaaap!

No time to post my puny life because my working life is absorbing me too friggin' much!

So far I've done nothing but:

1. Do some crap about work and,

2. Finish all the crap I left behind for posting my blogs all past week.

Good news!

Old Fart moved to the second floor where all the Managers are looking at us from the above. (Cause they think they're dogs...what ever) So Hurray now I am all alone and I can skip work earlier.

That really makes my week worth working.

I'll be back to my regularly scheduled program once this end of month crap is finished.

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

The Abominable Friday Quickie!

2005-09-02T09:58:00.000-07:00

Oh my Gwaaadddd…

After struggling with BF that he should be going to the Urologist instead of going to the Dermatologist to cure his HPV finally by the act of a miracle from the heavens the dermatologist cancelled all appointments due to a surgery. BF was very angry but fortunately that’s what cell phones are for and I called the urologist to see if he had time to check BF out.

At the doctor’s office BF was asked to remove his clothes and wear the blue smock; I stayed in the doctor’s office waiting while BF was being checked, but being a small office with small compartments I could hear all the noises from the outside:

Nurse: Sir you didn’t take off your underwear, you should remove your underwear so you can be checked, and the smock should be worn with the open side on your back.

I wasn’t there to see the show but I was laughing my head off just imagining BF with an awkward look on his face, it was a hilarious moment; then the nurse comes to me and asks me what was BF’s nationality and when I said he was Persian she said, “Oh, no wonder he doesn’t understand”.

Then the doctor comes back to the office and tells me he will cure the affected area with electro-surgery; I hear BF raising his voice “Electro-surgery?! Isn’t that dangerous? Will that affect me? Will it hurt me? I don’t want it to hurt” and the Nurse and the doctor calming him down; maybe BF was so scared his wee wee was going to be electrocuted he would want to run away with the smock showing his hairy tooshie.

That wouldn’t have been a pretty scene.

10 more days to go and I’ll ready for some tooshie wigglin’; unfortunately BF is still behind schedule, he’s having another check up appointment in two weeks, I’ll have the same check up appointment at the same time but two days later so we’ll see, most probably I’ll be the first one to be released and BF will still have to play around with himself for a while longer.

And I’ll be playing around with myself too…crap!

Happy Friday Everyone!

Wednesday Aint' Wednesday without a Hump!

2005-08-31T10:15:00.000-07:00

Is it Friday yet?...

I have no shame, I just spend one week at home recovering and I've been working two weeks and I want some more vacations. I am becoming a lazy Egg Yol!, what a shame.

Today I have nobody to look at me for the whole day, so I'm planning to leave early weeeee!

This is the most exciting day of the week ever! And this is how I am planning on spending it

1. Go the gym
2. Go to the movies
3. Sleeeeeeep

That's it.

********************

My little discussion with BF last night at the Chinese Bufette:

Me: So what are we going to do for our first night? (touching BF's leg with my foot)

BF: What are you talking about?

Me: You know... Our first night after our quarenteen... it should be special.

BF: Special for what? Sex is sex.

Me: Dammit because it will be like my first time again, can't you be at least a little bit considerate?!

BF: Why are you all puffed about?

Me: You are sooooo NOT romantic, what is wrong with you!!!?!?!?!

BF: What did I do?

Me: (Sigh) Just eat your damn shrimp...and don't ask me to help you out doing your....thing!

Summer Picnics Suck!

2005-08-29T10:13:00.000-07:00

Mostly if the're co-workers in it...

The nightmare on Picnic Street is over now, (thank the omnipresent) now I can sleep like a baby without worries, until next week when the plans for the Christmas party will be made.

Dammit! why do the Homo-Sapiens have to socialize? And why is everyone, I mean eeeveryone have to be included in thier stupid celebrations.

It just pisses me off people, and that is reason #1 why I don't want to work for anybody anymore; having to attend to a stupid birthday cake at the cafeteria room and sing the stupid Happy Birthday song to the retard that has turned thirty something this year, and if it's not a birthday cake it's a friggin' picnic, or aniversary or christmas party.

When will this ever end?!!?!?!

This is too much torture for me, someone please shoot me!

The Nutter Industries summer picnic was the worst summer picnic I have ever attended to, and I am including in the family picnic ones and let me tell you, family picnics involving my family are good cat fights; only that Nutter Ind. did not include cat fights, the picnic was over way before anybody could get drunk or sick from hot weather conditions and the lack of bottle water, actually even lunch was finished even before anybody could go there and pick their lunches.

That's how pathetic it was, I mean I was not there to see it all but I was there enough time (25 ninutes) to know that the picnic was not going to be good at all.

The whole thing began at 10 am with a soccer game and a volley ball game, by 11 am the beer was gone and the people who finished playing were thristy but there was no water to be seen, just the ocean water and of course they were not going to drink that. Then the snacks, well someone said snacks were going to be served at 11 am but I was there by 11 and I was told the snacks were not ready yet, actually, someone had to go to the super market and buy a damn dead fish and kill it and make it into ceviche, a very raw ceviche. (ESC this one's for you)

Food was served after 2 pm, so I guess all the corporate visitors (about 20) that come from the US were extremely hungry, so hungry they ate all the food (for 80 people), so all the people that did not see the food was being served ended up with an empty stomach. Sorry people, food's gone, the gringos ate it!

Yeah, the operators had a very ugly look on their faces when the gringos passed by with a huge stomach and burping ceviche. I would too, fortunately I left before all this riot even started.

But I won me a huge ass headache but I didn't care, it was worth it because this morning the Hoochie mamma and the Rat had a very ugly meeting with the Plant Mgr.

Oh they're soooo going to get fired this year..

Bwaahah...bwaaahahahhahaha...bwaahahahahahahahahahaha

Happy Monday Everyone!

2 Days 18 hours and Counting!

2005-08-25T09:48:00.000-07:00

Tic…tic…tic…tic

I can’t believe August is almost over and with that the summer picnic is almost here. I was planning on not going but after my boss paid me the days without even asking if I was telling him the truth that I was sick well I might as well return the favor and give them the joy of my presence.

So I have my book ready just in case I must stay more than 10 minutes but I’ll be just wondering around making sure everybody important sees that I am there and then I’ll forget something in my car and I’ll disappear; end of story.

I hate summer picnics and worse I hate spending time with the company people, these are people I do not enjoy spending time with, why do I have to see their ugly faces over the weekend when I have to see them every friggin’ day Monday thru Friday 10 hours or more.

Nah ah! I am not staying more than 10 minutes over there that’s it.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

This is a Beaauuuuutiful Tuesday!

2005-08-23T13:43:00.000-07:00

Just don’t remind me my house is YELLOW…I hate yellow….

While I was away resting my cryosurgery done by lady doc I got a surprise visit from a contractor that long ago came to my house to check the black spots on my brand new ceiling, yes it needed a new roof and it took the owner 8 months to send someone to fix it, plus the water went out in the whole town for two to three weeks and to my surprise the water supply pump does NOT work either; Oh so now they’re two things that must be fixed and I say Must with a capitol M. Looks like the owner doesn’t speak my language or he’s deaf, mute and doesn’t shower as often as I do (which is twice a day or at least once) because he preferred to send the contractor to fix the roof AND paint the outside walls; now, did anybody told me the house I am leasing is going to change colors while I’m resting my womb? Or where was I when any of this was arranged? I wasn’t invited to the party you know.

So after the 3 days I was secluded in bed I went out to breath some fresh air but I almost swallowed my own tongue when I saw the house is now YELLOW! Yellooooow…Yeeeellllllllooooooooowwwwwwwww. And it’s not a pretty yellow, oh no, it had to be the ugliest yellow color I have ever seen in my entire life! Well not to that extent because I hate fluorescent yellow and the owner would be completely out of is mind if he ever tried to think of painting my house yellow, but I think the paint shop ran out of fluorescent yellow so the owner chose the next thing to fluorescent yellow…

Bright Orange Sunset Yellow…and the corners and little things will be gray…Thank you God for making me blinder than I already am.

The house is not finished yet, I had a some how a semi-loud discussion with my father because he let a woman inside the house without introducing herself and went directly to the laundry room where I have my sexy undies and brassieres waiting to be dried with the natural flowing air.

Thank you Dad for showing I don’t know who the hell was she the color of my underwear. The shame is killing me!

So I kindly asked my dad to not let ANYBODY inside the house ever without letting me know first and with that out the painter and the contractor went until I am inside the house to supervise what the hell they are doing to my house.

Yellow…yelllooooowww….yeeeeelllllllooooooowwwwwwww!

Craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaap!

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

Mooooooooonday!

2005-08-22T10:55:00.000-07:00

Moooo…Moooo…Mooooo!

Aw gee, It’s been a week and I don’t see the end of it, I guess I am too horny or BF is making me that way, oh boy he doesn’t stop bugging me!

And I still have 3 more weeks to go!!!

Sloth gave me an idea, and I’ll ask a question to all the girls.

How do you know your man has too much or little to no experience in bed and how do you trust him when he’s telling you about his sexual experiences?

Well in my case having a few sexual partners and also a little bit of psychology worked for me; also too much of that woman intuition because you can’t just trust the first two.

BF and I respect our previous sexual lives because it is very uncomfortable and creates some kind of tension. How many partners has he or I had? It doesn’t matter, what does matter is that we were not the first ones to have sex with each other so that enough is an issue of precaution. I trust BF 100% on how he is with me and what he does for me infront of me and behind me too. And is not because there is “Love”, you the readers who have followed me through know very well BF is not the love of my life and he never will be, but he’s a person I can really trust when he tells me something. I only am worried about the previous sexual partners he might have had as I didn’t know them if they were into something unhealthy as well as he is concerned about my previous sex partners so we both in a defensive status at this moment.

BF has been diagnosed with PHV and with that maybe I have it too, we never used protection since the first time but before we could go any intimate we asked each other if we were tested for any STD’s, I knew I was.

Unfortunately PHV is somehow similar to HIV, you don’t know you have it until is too late, worst PHV has no symptoms of any kind and very few of the over 100 types of PHV show signs. BF was one of the lucky ones, he developed a rash a few weeks before and that’s how we knew something was not right.

So right now I’m clean, if I had it I will know after I get my results, my lady doc didn’t want to wait for any results, she just went right in there and turned my womb into a Popsicle. Damn she’s scary.

Bad thing of all we must use protection from now on, wether BF and I are still together for a longer time or not, condoms will be a must. So I’m just keeping all the free condoms the doctors are giving me, plus some BF got from his doctor they’re filling up a show box.

After all BF and I went through the last couple of weeks which were very stressful especially with me, I was very scared I might develop cervical cancer, actually I still am but I am not as worried as before. And with all that came along, BF has been very protective of me and supportive and more loving than ever. Does that mean he loves me?

I still doubt that.

BF had his rash taken care of on Thursday night, he didn’t go to work on Friday so we both stayed home resting our surgeries. Aaaaawwww.

Pft!

Anyhoo, cutting all the crap now. I’m back at work, I’m all backed up with all my reports, I’m one week behind and this is not pretty, also, old fart didn’t want to sign my vacation notice, instead, he asked me to fill out a Notice of absence with pay. Woo hoo! Now that is cool.

No wait! That’s not cool, this means I’ll have to go to the Summer picnic this weekend, Aaahhh Crap! Damn old fart! I knew he was not doing this on a good will, he is doing it on purpose.

Hope he gets some kind of Chinese diarrhea when he comes back from his vacation trip.

Super Craaaaaappppp!

Happy Crappy Mooonday Everyone!

A No Hump Wednesday!

2005-08-17T10:59:00.000-07:00

Nop the doc lady told me in 4 weeks...

Thank you guys for being so nice with me and I feel so bad because I haven't visited your blogs, tho I'm doing that today because I am in the midle of jumping off my house 2nd floor or going back to work, so I rather read to kill time, plus I miss you all.

Alright enough crap already.

I never though getting condoms for free was going to be so easy. I already filled up a shoe box with multi-color/flavor condoms; aint that sweet? Too bad I can't use them just yet.

How horny is BF that he already found out how much money he's going to spend on condoms, which brand is best, the many sizes they have, and I don't know what else he was telling me yesterday. I was surprised he has never used a condom in his life. Now THAT is scarry!

But I found it so sweet of him because he's being very careful and tender with me, he fixed dinner for me last night and a huge bowl of watermelon. I couldn't ask for anything else.

And where's work you ask? I don't give a &%$$( thank you!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Yoli's First Time at the Gyn!

2005-08-15T09:23:00.000-07:00

Dammit who said it didn't hurt?...

I must say is not as pleasing at it sounds and I am not so happy about opening my legs to some lady doctor who is going to take a sample of me. That already was freaking me out.

Yes it is my first visit to the Gyn because #1 I started having sex at 23 and #2 the books say I should start worrying at 25, so I just left it for one more year, and #3 because I was scared to go. Alright that's no excuse, shut up!

The main reason why I wanted to visit the Gyn was not for a regular check up; actually BF developed a "rash" that didn't seem normal to me and it worried me he might have had some kind of virus/bacteria/germ/bug/microb, lets say even the PHV?

Now that the PHV is the hot thing in STD's nowadays I don't want to miss the chance right?

So it turned out I have a huge ass ulcer in the neck of my womb that must be cured ASAP before it gets ugly, that means I am going into microsurgery tonight. Although is a 30 minute process it really scares me, too much, to the point I want to run away but I'll faint in the midle of it anyway.

Lady Gyn took out a sample of the ulcer and right now it hurts like hell people. Who said it didn't hurt? It hurts dammit! And it hurts alot, I feel as if someone just hit me too much with a baseball bat and this is just with a biopsy now imagine with a microsurgery.

Oh I wouldn't wanna be me right now, but I really don't have a choice.

And to my surprise, my boss the old fart is not working today at our company, he's at the corporate office "working" (that means partying around or having the time of his life playing golf) while I'm here worrying my womb out because I have to tell him I am leaving early for my surgery and that I am taking 2 days off for post surgery rest.

I am sure he's going to miss me.

Well, I'll keep ya posted on how the thing went tonight, that means if I don't post anything I either ran away or died with my legs open.

Happy Monday Everyone!

-------------- UPDATE----------

I'm back now, yup still alive, but not tooshie wiggly, I ain't moving my tooshie for about 4 weeks.

So how it went? Well, let's just say my womb was turned into a popsicle for 3 minutes and now I have these killer cramps as if I will have this killer period; I just hope it goes away faster because it's making me really nervous now.

Wanna hear something funny?

Lady Gyn doctor gave me relaxation therapy after the criosurgery, then she gave me a piece of her plant (WTF) after that she gave my mom a piece of the same plant with some of the flowers (WTF#2) then she whispers me on the hallway "Tell your BF no sex for at least 4 weeks ok? And from now on you should use condoms all the time when you're with him, here, I'll give you some to take home"; she gave me 2 condoms, a blue one and a pink one (WTF #3), I bet BF is going to look really pretty in those colors.

Happy Crampy Monday Nighty!

The Latest and the Greatest Friday Quickie!

2005-08-12T15:33:00.000-07:00

Yai!...

Alright I'll make it quick as always. I'm going to my first Gyn's appointment and I'm terrified! OF course I didn't schedule it for today I'm not that craaazzyy, I scheduled it for tomorrow at noon.

I'm so nervous I already ate half of my pinky finger, it hurts.

Also I hoooope I don't have anything serious, although the main reason why I am going to the Gyn is for something I am kind of concerned about.

Buuut I'll let you all know the details about it on Monday.

Til then I'll practice my leg openings bwahaahah.

Happy Friday Everyone!

I'm Aliveee!

2005-08-11T07:40:00.000-07:00

And tooshie wiggly...

Been working my tooshie off this week, plus I've felt depressed after all the missundertandings and misscommunications between boss and the whole company, yes don't think it just happens to me, it happens with everybody who works for the old man.

Now he's got me to look for anything related to China, I guess he's going to China on his next vacations otherwise why would he make me stop doing all my tedious work with numbers to look for information about China right?

Probably my next post will be in Mandarin or Chinese, who knows, last time I was getting an Australian accent and dreaming about koalas and kangoroos.

Saw "Dark Water" last tuesday, it was the first movie after "Alexander the Great" and let me tell you it was not that good, although the end was not as everybody expected which was good it didn't let me get up from my seat for for the whole hour and ten minutes that it lasted there was something telling me the movie kinda sucked, but it had this magnet that didn't let me go until the end. I bet this movie has a subliminal message like "Doooon't get uuuuup, remaiiiiin seated, you're getting sleeeeeeeepy, eaat pooooopcooorrnnnn and naachoooooooos"

Talking to my friend Noemi, she gave me an idea to change the name of my blog, as I always post about my work and the old fart that I work for, I hardly post anything about my personal life, guess that's because I don't have a life but only a working life? Oh my Omnipresent God! I'm a friggin' Dork!

This can't be good can it? What if I get to live my own life? Does that mean I will stop blogging? I've been thinking tho as this is my only entertainment besides instant messaging my one or two friends and never go out anywhere.

I'm so pathetic.

I'll go hide under my desk now.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Rapidin Friday Quickie!

2005-08-05T09:06:00.000-07:00

8.5 long hours to go...

This is one of MANY signs that my week has NOT been nice...AT ALL:

After more than 10 times of being called to my boss's office...

Phone Rings- Yeeeeees?

Boss: Can you come here please?

Me: $#(@**$) alright!

Boss: Go and tell the QA Engineer to assemble this part and cut it

Me: (looking at the sprinkler is already assembled ) - Do you want me to bring you the QA guy so you explain to him what you need?

Boss: No, he knows what I'm talking about

I take the lil piece of crap to the QA department and repeat my boss's orders

QA guy: Huh?

Me: He wants you to assemble this part (pointint at the assembled sprinkler) and cut it, he says you know what he's talking about

QA guy: I don't get it, the part is already assembled

Me: If you don't understand you can go and ask him yourself, better yet, let's go and ask him together so he can explain to us both what he wants.

We head to boss's office...

QA guy: You just want to...

Boss: (interrupting QA's question and pointing at me) - What did I tell you to tell him?

Me: To tell QA guy to assemble this part and cut it

Boss: There you go (pointing at QA guy) assemble the part and cut it.

QA guy: Just a.s.s.e.m.b.l.e the part and cut it??

Boss: Yes dis-assemble the part and cut it, that's it

QA guy and I look at each other with a WTF look on our faces....

QA guy and Me in a chorus: But you just said to assemble the part not to dis-assemble it!

Boss: I never said that, I said dis-assemble the part and cut it!

Good thing I was not alone to hear THAT

This cenile old fart has GOT to go... FASSST!!!

Happy Friday Everyone!

humpty Dumpty Wednesday!

2005-08-03T13:45:00.000-07:00

Hurrah...

I can't believe is Wednesday already; it's incredible, so incredible I feel like I haven't done anything productive. My boss is not here today, more holy this Wednesday could not be, unless I won the lottery or a very hot man took me to a dark alley and...

Ahem!

Ok back to me; Saturday night I was having a little discussion with BF about whether I should buy a house and give it as rent or just put myself to live in it, and I must say that idea of living in it is not exciting because I'm very picky you know, and if I want to live in a house of my own that house would be custom made, so I can enjoy living in it. Anyhoo, I still can't afford paying off a mortgage unless I have someone to support me to what I said "I'll do what ever you suggest me once I get married".

Guuulp! went BF

Of course I never said I was going to marry him or another guy; but I scared him, just a bit, enough for him to call me on Sunday night and tell me he misses me too much.

Well that's a progress...

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

This is a Monday Zoom!

2005-08-01T12:08:00.000-07:00

Ahh no time for nothing...

Geeesh, my boss doesn't let me finish anything, I don't have 8 hands you know. We're closing month, but as we never stop our sprinkler production well I am closing and begining month at the same time, plus my boss has this temper today where he's trying so hard to smile but what he wants to do is really choke you do death, I can see it in his eyes he wants to kill me, because I've been so busy I don't even want to deal with his crap at the same time I'm dealing with my own crap plus other crap he wants me to do like finding out where the hell he left his crap...how the hell do I know?

Crap!

Now I have heartburn, does anybody have tums around, or Maalox, or Pepto?

I need a day off...or two if I may.

Happy Monday Everyone!

It's Friday, It's late but It's Quick!

2005-07-29T22:49:00.000-07:00

Aw, this is life...

Did nothing but play around with a bunch of little numbers, we're closing month but I'm pre-closing month, aren't I smart..bwah!

Again I'm being tempted to search around the web for more porn, I need pooorrrnnnnnn. No Yol! stop it already.

Ok, so now I'm searching aroun in my Hi5 list...why haven't anybody sent me any testimonials?? Am I that geeky? Oh Crap!

While checking out my hi5 friends I saw my lil cousin, oh she gots lots of men after her WTF! Once I was told she was looking alot like me, I didn't believe that, well I just saw some pictures of her, she's 18 now, dammit, she could possibly pass by as my lil sister, her sister my other cousin is a blondie with green eyes, the lil one is a brunette, just like moi, my sister is as white as a wax candle with golden hair...Something is fishy in this family!

Hmm! I don't know if I should be proud or not, I thought I was unique in my kind, now I know I'm not. That sucks!

Dum...Dum...Dum...uh...boo sent me a pornsite..noooooooo, I ...should not...look....at....pooooooorrrnnnnnn!

Alright, I'm heading to bed.

Oh yeah, thanks to my friend Noemi, who just introduced me to Hentai, which is a porn comic kinda thing, Steph will know better than me how to call those, now I am addicted dammit.

Happy Horny Friday Everyone!

The Hot Hump Wednesday I call...Humpday!

2005-07-27T13:34:00.000-07:00

Why do I feel here like I belong to the Italian Mafia?....

Fridays are the days when everybody eats lunch outside the company. Nutter Industries is no exception, except that if we want to go eat lunch outside we should all be going together, I mean, all, like everybody who works here like a big ole family (crap) going to eat and be happy, even if you’re not, you’re supposed to pretend (smile dammit!) and if you don’t socialize and play around by the family rules you’re dead meat.

So last Friday a girl in my company asks me if I want to go out for lunch, to my amusement and surprise I said yes, we agreed to go to a sushi restaurant. I didn’t know HR Beyotch was planning a sushi lunch day out with the rest of the losers at Nutter Ind. That meant a black storm was coming. As few of you know I have issues with HR Beyotch, actually I just changed her nick after looking at her Hoochie Mamma shoes, so now she’ll be called the HR Hoochie or HRHM alright?

Well, as I was saying, I have issues with the HR Hoochie Mamma because long time ago I didn’t want to sit down at her table at lunch time (what ever) so whenever there’s a HR Hoochie Mamma and Yoli on the side there’s some gossip going on. So, this girl calls me up and says HRHM is inviting the losers to the same Sushi place, to what I reply “no problem I’m just not sitting at their table”. (Air inhalation please…thank you).

We get to the sushi place ahead of everybody and straight upstairs we went to have our quiet lunch, when the losers showed up and wanted to sit where we were “hold it, this is not your table people move it!” I said.

When we finished we had to walk by losers and the lunch coordinator aka HRHM (ha!)

Oh they ate me…alive!

By Monday the incident passed through every ear in the company through the Old Fart.

Gulp!

Though he didn’t tell me anything he was sure angry because I didn’t eat with the rest of the family. What am I member of “La Cosa Nostra”?

WTF!!

I think I just earned myself a 0% evaluation for next year. Ha!... Like I really care about that crap anyway.

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Who’s got some Trojan?

2005-07-26T10:07:00.000-07:00

And I’m not talking about the condoms…

I was browsing around the internet like every Friday night I do because I have nothing else to do thanks to the man called BF (yeah thanks BF) and I couldn’t help to check around the forbidden areas, the dark and horny side of hardcore XXX pages. I was worried but then I remembered I have my updated Norton anti virus protection and my Spy Sweeper up to date so I said “Oooh what the heck, click it woman, click, click, click” Besides, I was alone and nobody was going to catch me right?

And after 30 minutes of looking at these, what you call it, unbelievable pictures and at my amusement I completely forgot the atrocity I was doing. So after clicking and clicking around from one page to another until I had around 50 windows on my taskbar, I click one more page and a huge red circle with a huge ass X and a beep warns me I have a Trojan virus on my pc.

Oh I freaked out, how could that be if this friggin’ antivirus protection thingy is supposed to kill it, it did kill it right? Oh hell yes it did, It must have, oh god, oh god, oh god, bad Yoli, bad Yoli, what should I do now? I close all those trizillion windows that were open until the desktop was clean and I found like 5 more circles with 5 more worm alerts in it. Aaahh! I wanted to throw my PC to the garbage, it was dirty I tell ya!

I ran my virus scan, I ran my spyware protection and nothing, my pc was clean of viruses, oh what a relief, these two little catchers did catch all those bugs. Eow! But what if there was a bug that the anti virus didn’t see and passed through, Oh mami, please help me, I promise I’ll never do it again.

I really felt like I was doing something really bad, like a 5 year old kid browsing around the porn channels in the middle of the night and my mother catched me doing it. So ridiculous because pfft! An old woman like me can do what ever the hells she wants right? And if I got myself some virus on my PC is because I have not had good sex since…since…since…ok now let me count the time here…BF left around February… no wait, was it March?…Aw screw that crap! I haven’t had any since in a long time now and I was horny, H.O.R.N.Y! There I said it.

Of course, I deleted everything that looked suspicious, even some txt files that I don’t know if they belonged to any of the original programs or not I just pushed Delete on anything.

The next day I want to log into the internet again to do some real work, but not to see more porn, oh no I’m not going to those pages anymore, they have viruses and worms and all those creepy little things I tell ya! And I find out I don’t have access to the internet anymore.

SUPER CRAP!

What the hell did I do? Did I delete something I was not supposed to delete? Did the Trojan blocked me? WTF!!?? I freaked, oh yes I freaked, oh my, oh my, the worm is still there I know it! Die you filthy beast! Diieeeeeee.

And after trying for more than 3 hours finding out what the hell was wrong with my PC because I had connection, oh yes I had connection I could see the kbs flowing like little fishies like nothing ever happened but I could not open one damn page dammit! I gave up and asked my dad to take it to a technician to take a look at it, of course my dad asked me what was I looked at and of course I was not going to tell him I was browsing some porn sites. I told him I was reading the history of medieval women.

And to make a short story shorter my computer had nothing but an internet configuration problem, why? I don’t know but the technician assured me it had nothing to do with the Trojan because the Trojan never went through.

Oh what a relief.

So after confessing myself to you, good to know I don’t know any of your faces or know you personally (thank god) I can tell you I was horny, oh my god I’m horny dammit!

I blame BF for getting me a computer virus, shame on you BF, see what you make me do?

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

The Quickie I’ve Been Waiting For!

2005-07-22T10:11:00.000-07:00

Friday…hurrah!

Ah finally it’s Friday, oh yes, yes, yes, what to do? What to do with all this free time??

Oh yes:

#1 Clean up house, it’s just a must, it smells like eggs… don’t ask

#2 Go to a yunk yard and buy me that mirror I broke…I’m so dumb

#3 Wait for the plummer to fix the water pump that broke god knows when and the water stinks…like rotten eggs.

#4 Need to go to Costco (again) and buy some special fruit juice for BF that he so loves must I say so much. Why didn’t he tell me that last week? That way I didn’t have to go there twice…crap!

#5 Hope there is no #5

Guess there’s no way of going to the beach this weekend huh?

Happy Friday Everyone!

What a Bump!

2005-07-20T14:09:00.000-07:00

Aw crap...

Haven't had time to blog, haven't had time for anything lately. I must apologize to my one or two followers that read my crap every day but this is what I've done in the last few days.

#1 Got my evaluation last friday and let me tell you that "old fart" aka as my boss is an ass, not because he gave me a 7.5892% increase (couldn't he just round it to 8%) but because he called me a "Secretary" and my projects for 2006 are not changing, I'll still be a friggin' "Secretary". WTF!?!?!?!

Screw that crap I'm quitting this joint!

#2 Finally I got my tires changed, bad thing is every time BF takes my car to do something to it my car comes back with something else broken, like a huge ass bump on the hood.

He's soooo paying for that!...Crap!

#3 Getting back to #1, someone wants to take my job away from me and I am NOT going to let them get away with that oh hell no. I am teaching myself how to work with MS Access and if that means knocking the hell out of me then I'll knock the hell out of me oh hell yes I will. But I am not taking any Access courses; courses are for loosers.

Screw that Access crap!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

P.S. Crap!

Friday Super Mega Dooper Quickie!

2005-07-15T08:41:00.000-07:00

Maracaaaaaas....

So I banged the damn keyboard over the desk and the damn staple is out now, but the damn "E" key is still making noises of maracas and it's still getting stuck. WTF with this keyboard?!?!?!

AAgghhh!!!

I demand a new keyboard...and while we're at it a flat screen monitor...and while we're at it a cubicle for myself, I'm tired of this damn desk.

Did I just made a record for saying the word "damn" so many times now?

Damn, I must be pissed.

Damn Keyboard...damn "E"...stop it!

Happy Friday Everyone!

The Wednesday Humps!

2005-07-13T10:36:00.000-07:00

I have Maracas….

I can’t believe the week is not over yet, it’s eternal pain right now people, I mean really. Not only have I had several bad days with boss since last Monday but…but, just yesterday morning when I was pulling out of my garage I broke my right side mirror. Oh now how can someone be so stupid to break its own mirror? Well that’s just me of course. Plus I need the change the tires in my car because I am just waiting for the second where my 4 tires will go “boom”. Plus now I have to fill out a vacation permit for the 4th of July I took for a day off. Oh my Gwaad, damn H.R. Beyotch is making my life miserable, hope she toasts while she’s laying on the beach. Oh because now the new policy for the H.R. Beyotch is that she can have a week vacation even though she’s been working for Nutter Industries for about let’s see 6 months now? WTF.

Anyhoo, back to me. I’m right now in the middle of the end of the month and papers are flying here and there, I can’t type correctly because a staple is stuck somewhere between the keyboard and now the “E” keeps getting stuck and I keep shaking the keyboard and it just sounds like maracas but nothing comes out.

Damn Staple!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

**Update**

Aaaaawww...Now Jay is leaving too? Dammit!

Alright, one more empty spot to fill...who's got some good links?

Speaking of Eternal Debts!

2005-07-11T12:12:00.000-07:00

Jezzuuss…

I just got off from paying my laptop to BF when BF just offered my dad to buy him a new computer with his credit card and my dad would give him a small amount each month. That’s too sweet of him of course, what kind of son I law would do such a thing for his inlaws. Well, just this one for what I know because I don’t consider BF as a son in law for my parents although my parents think that’s the man I will “marry”…sure!

So, now I have this big commitment to act nice with BF all this time while my father finishes up his debt with BF which will be in about a year or more (God help me); also I have to carry with the remorse of not being able to date anybody or at least flirt around with any guy because my father now is “certain” BF is the right man for me because he is the most generous man he has ever met in his 62 years of life.

Thank you very much I may now hang myself from the tallest tree there is in this city.

Changing the subject to a pathetic one. Boss called me this morning and told me “I want you to clean up my desk because it’s a mess (if you don’t tell me I don’t notice), so I’m going to clear up these two drawers here so you can use hanging folders and make me a file ok?” Sure that’s not a problem, it’s not like it’s a whole lot of mess is it?

Well he called me again 20 minutes later and said to me “Ok, I have cleared up the drawers I told you so you can come now and clean up my things”

Pft! Yeah right! I’m coming right now and leave all the stuff I need to do before I leave so I can go to your office and clean up your shit. Oh, right! Suuuure in his dirty dreams I will.

And like my friend Noemi told me “What the…he’s an old fart”

So now Drama Queen came to my desk and told me boss is very pissed, and feels untouchable today, dammit, that’s not a good sign, with all of that I am going to his office and tell this old fart I’m not making his files until Saturday, and that’s final, and that should be considered as a payment from the 4th of July I got off.

Oh hell yes, I’m not in a good mood either.

Happy Monday Everyone!

The Late Late Friday Un-Quickiee!

2005-07-08T22:24:00.000-07:00

Because this one is loooong...

So yesterday I was all ready to go to the gym and loose some calories when I see the white cirrus parked in my garage. Dammit! What the hell? He's not supposed to be here today, he was here tuesday, he can't be here two days in the same week, oh hell no now.

So I get in the house and I see BF with a huge smile on his face. "Heelllooooooo" says he with a flirty voice laying on the bed (he's wearing no pants). One of two things, either the man is horny as hell or he's having troubles back at his house but hell he does not miss me or love me this much. Hell no!

Anyway, as I reach to him to say hello I see this plastic flower puff ball or what ever colored red thing was on top of my pillow "what the hell is this??" holding the abomination of "thing"; while BF still with this huge smile on his face replies "It's a pen with the shape of a flower, I saw it at the bank today and I thought of you, it cost me 1 dollar".

Thanks??!

WTF

I don't know which I preffer, the frozen old roses with holes in the petals he buy's me at a corner or that thing he got me for a buck. In any way the intention counts, I took it to the office this morning so everybody would make jokes about it.

But that's not all; later we're talking about how my dad loves him to death and BF compliments himself with "I know I'm good and I have good character but I must have something bad right? Tell me what is wrong with me so I can change it". (Well for a start you don't commit you twat and you put your abnoxious family over the woman who does your dirty laundry and gets you out of trouble thank you) So I said to him "Well, there are things that people look at you and believe are wrong but you will see you're right, so there's no point on going to that issue is there?".

And to close with a golden nut, before going to bed BF gave me this interesting cathedratic speech about intestinal gases:

BF: ...There's nothing wrong with releasing a gas, just let it flow with nature, never hold it, gases are bad for your intestines. Did you know if you stay in a room with no ventilation and someone farts too much in there you could choke to death?

Me: What are you talking about? Go to sleep.

BF: I'm serious, did you know intestinal gases are poisonous? Once you breath it in it won't get out of your lungs because of the lack of O2. You know the sewage pipes when the gases accumulate they can create...blah...blah..blah.

Me: If I ever hear you dropping one of your lethal gases on my bed in my presence you're out of this house. Now go to sleep.

At that point I had enough information for a seminar about human gases.

Happy Friday Everyone!

Cleaning Day!

2005-07-07T15:03:00.000-07:00

Today I'm cleaning up my linkies...

That's right kids, I haven't updated my links properly so I just ran into each and every one of you today (not because I wanted to but because I had to choose between checking my new production build plan with lots and lots of numbers or blogging around in procrastination) and see who I still like and who I just don't care about anymore. So while checking out the new stuff or the old, what ever. I have replaced 5 old blogs and added 5 new blogs to which I'll list below my speech, and I must clarify that for you to be on my link list you must be really entertaining, and I mean really, so if you see yourself linked to my blog you should be considered as a lucky blogger. I would never choose to publish any crappy blog, hell if that was the case I would rather sleep over my keyboard and wait till is time to go home instead of searching vigorously for almost 2 hours for very good blogs.

So with this I present to you my new links:

- So This is Life? ( About a mother with children...ok)

- 100 Reasons Why I Hate My Husband (I find this one quite handy, no need to give introductions)

- Shu's Tales (This guy, is a good and twisted story teller )

- Alanna Land (Sweet)

- Anatomy of a Part-Time Cynic (I think she's my lost twin)

I hope you have a chance to give it a try, the gender is quite colorful so feel free to browse, they are linked on my list to the right.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Wednesday Humpy!

2005-07-06T13:54:00.000-07:00

One potato…two potato….three potato…Fouuuur!

#1 WTF is wrong with this company? Yesterday I had to send a document to a guy who forgot it at the security gate, we all know every company should have a carrier account, hey maybe a FeDex or a UPS or DHL or what ever so you don’t have to go through all that trouble of licking a stamp and licking an envelope and drive all the way to a post box. Ooohh no, here we don’t have such thing as a carrier, here we have to lick those damn stamps and lick those damn envelopes and drive all the way to the post box to send the damn document. Why if there are electronic toilets and a state of the art surveillance system we don’t have a carrier account? This is ridiculous.

#2 WTF is wrong with BF lately? Did some weird fly bite him? He’s been acting all mushy and crap, I don’t think he’s BF anymore; the food in US must be changing him (see what happens when eating too many burgers and fries? People change). Two days ago he told me while driving around that he said to his friend he wanted to go to TJ and see his girlfriend and then had to drive all the way back to the states for his second job, the friend said to him “You’re damn crazy?? You want to go to TJ then drive back the same day?” BF answered “OF course, I miss my girlfriend, I don’t see her much anymore and I love her”. AMAZING what living apart can do to a relationship.

#3 WTF with those Mexican stamps? Ha! I laugh at that, yes yes I laugh at it, if you go to the Mexican ebay those little postal stamps with the African character “Memin Pinguin” are selling in 50 bucks each! Take that Jessie Jackson and all his committee for trying to remove them from the market because they’re an offence to the African people. Ha! In your face! Ha…Ha…Ha! Oh and did I mention they’re re-releasing the comic strips since Volume one all over again? These are going to sell like hot pan cakes…In Yoouuurr facceeee!

#4 WTF is wrong with Society??!! Yesterday I was talking to this guy who works in payroll and he just told me how much he hates HR beyotch. Right at lunch time I see them eating together and laughing as if they were the best of friends ever, I could have swore HR beyotch was feeding payroll guy with her own fork. That’s too disgusting for me.

Stay away from me hideous freaks of nature!

Happy Wednesday Everyone!

Masterpiece Liarther!

2005-07-05T11:35:00.000-07:00

It needs a master to do the art…

I really had nothing to post today, oh yeah by the way Happy 4th of July my American Neighbors, hope the fun was as good as it sound like. I could hear all the fire crackers and fire works all the way to my cage, and it kinda smelled like burned beans.

Anyhoo. As I was saying; I thought I had nothing to post but I do. I have learned I am a master at lying, anything you need to get out of any kind of troubles just ask me, I’ll get you out of it in no time.

I’ve become so good at this even my dad asks me for ideas when he wants to get out of something he got into.

Yesterday was my last lie, and I know it won’t be the last. BF said to me on Friday he would have Monday the 4th off, at the last minute I could not ask my boss to give me the day to rest as a vacation, I was sure he would not give it to me, so I decided to take myself the day.

Monday morning I called my boss saying my car broke down in the middle of the road on my way to work and I was waiting for the tow truck to pick it and send it to the mechanic shop. I called in several times updating the status of my car while I was actually having a good breakfast and staying at home with BF while he was fixing his own car with a tune up.

This morning as expected, I got a bunch of questions from drama queen who was the only one that didn’t believe me my car broke down, so she came up with tricky questions like:

DQ: What did really happen? I don’t think your car broke down, I think you went with your BF someplace.

Me: Of course not, BF has two jobs and he didn’t have rest, my car really broke down.

DQ: Oh really, and what did happen to it?

Me: The gas pump burned, the alternator and the belt broke and they found a short. My turn turned off in the midle of the road.

DQ: And how much did you spend?

Me: about 250 bucks

DQ: that’s too cheap

Me: I know, it would have cost me twice the price if I didn’t buy the parts myself.

DQ: Oh

30 minutes later she sent one of the Engineers to ask me the same questions (she’s so stupid); this engineer knows about mechanic stuff, I know he does and I knew he would ask me something technical (thank god I’m a girl) so I got out by saying “I don’t know, I just know it broke down and they told me what to buy”.

A couple of years ago, when I was looking for a job and applying for this current one where they had me coming and going in and out of an interview more than 5 times and some had to be the whole day because they sent me to San Marcos, Ca where the corporate offices were I couldn’t call myself sick, what else could I do? So I came up with a bizarre story. I said one of my cousin’s friend had died in a mysterious situation and he was living alone in the city with no family, as he had nobody that wanted to identify the body there was only me who could do it and I would be called several times by the AFI to testify about my relation with the guy and who else I knew within the circle of friends. So to avoid questions I came up with the details of the story:

I went to identify the body, I only knew he had a small scar on his right brow and small tattoo on his left shoulder of a yin-yang. How did the guy looked like? Oh he looked terrible, he was between gray and blue, his eyes were all the way to the back so I could only see white, as he had several days dead he was bloated, the place smelled like frozen meat with chloroform; it was shocking. Now I have to go back to the Police Department to give a declaration as I saw him just a few days back, also give some names and answer some questions as the investigation goes by. For what I heard the guy was poisoned so probably his ex girlfriend might have killed him but I really didn’t want to know more because I don’t want to get involved with it. Oh, why was I the only one to identify him? Well because he had no family, his father and mother died when he was 18 and was an only child, so there wasn’t anybody to notify about his death. My cousin and his friends were very young and they were scared to go and see a “dead guy” so they asked me for that favor besides I was the only person old enough to go there and identify him.

I don’t know if the people who I told the story to was too naïve or my story was too good to interrupt. In any way, they couldn’t say anything to.

Now I am thinking of the next one, the one I can hardly get out of, the summer picnic, I don’t want to go, but I should, so I’m planning to go only 1 hour and 15 minutes exactly; what am I going to say? Probably there’s this birthday party, or that my parents are getting married again, or maybe I will have a flat tired, or my BF’s summer picnic is the same day as mine and I have to split in two, or I’ll have to camouflage good and know about the details later because as soon as I walk by and say hello to the Mgrs I might want to go to the WC and escape through one of those little windows.

Oh hell yes I was on the picnic, didn’t you see me? I was there, with Drama queen and the rest of the people passing the quesadillas, but after lunch I think the guacamole didn’t do me any good because I went to the WC and didn’t move from there after.

Uh, that one sounds good, I’ll have to think of the rest, otherwise I’ll have to dress up as a coconut while the Hawaiian dressed up Mexicans laugh at me when I’m reading my book and a huge sign reading “I’m just here because my boss told me to, not because I want to”

Damn I have to buy construction paper for that, oh and huge colored markers, maybe even a piece of wood so I don’t get tired holding the damn sign.

Oh well…

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

And the Race is On!

2005-06-30T12:45:00.000-07:00

Speaking of race...

You all know I only talk about politics and such when I am really annoyed at something. Well now I am annoyed, I am extremely annoyed, so annoyed I am going to post today. Ha!

Why am I annoyed you ask? So simple; I was eating my delicious lentil soup when I heard the news, "U.S. Speaks Up on Mexican Stamp Controversy".

WTF people of North America? You see, for our culture the way we mock at our own people is plain and simple, we call everything by its name and we don’t cry about it, in fact we mock about every aspect of our own lives and we don’t cry about it? Do you see me crying about me mocking my own life? I didn’t think so.

Well then so, why you bother about how we make cartoons in our culture when you have problems in your own like, let’s see now, oh yes, illegal immigrant crossing the borders and nobody doing anything about it (If I were the US government I would put an electric wall of 5000 watts just to see how them Mexicans turn into human tostadas, how about that for stopping illegal immigrants huh?)

Well now going back to the subject, now it’s somewhere written, I don’t have the manual but Reverend Jackson and other heavy heads in the US government “say” “black” is a bad word and draw black characters is an offence to the African race, well, excuse me but then how am I supposed to call that dark color black if it’s black or draw an African little fellow without putting color to it? I just don’t get it.

Just a week ago me, a friend of mine and my parents went to a restaurant buffet for breakfast, my friend was looking for decaffeinated tea, sure there was a decaf, but what kind of tea was it? She asked a guy right next to her:

Friend: It doesn’t say what kind of decaf tea is this, do you know by any chance?

Guy: Well it says there it’s decaf.

Friend: Well I already know that but what kind of tea is it? It doesn’t say.

Guy: (with a strange look on his face said again) it’s decaf

Friend: (Thinking for a minute then it comes to her) oh, so it’s black decaffeinated tea?

Damn! She said the wrong word; when she came to our table she said she messed up big time with a guy, I asked her what had happened and she told me “well I said it’s black tea and the guy just freaked out, until right now I realized the guy is African American and when I said the word “black” he made an uncomfortable looking face”.

So that’s why the tea bag didn’t say “black tea”? Is this to the point we are all going now? I don’t think the tea bag would have felt offended by calling it black though; in fact, why would the guy feel offended by the word black tea in the first place? Would he feel less offended if my friend would have said: “Oh, it’s African American decaffeinated tea”, or “Oh, it’s B word god may punish me for saying because everybody will think I’m a racist decaffeinated tea”.

I don’t think so.

Going back to the subject of the stamps made in Mexico.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, so what? The cartoon character is black, but he’s the star of the comic books, he’s the popular little fellow that everybody loves and he’s so smart he gets into a lot of trouble for it, just like any other smart cartoon character would, right? But just because it’s black, oh, that’s a big deal, the U.S. heads demand to take that comic book off the shelves and those postal stamps out of circulation because it’s pure racism to the core and it’s offensive to the public and last but not least, demand an apology from my President to the African American public for publishing such things.

People, please! There’s nothing to apologize for and deal with it.

If my culture was as picky or as prejudice as my neighbors in the North we would have filed a law suit against the WB for making Speedy Gonzalez a goofy character right? Or banned the Movie “Clueless” for making Alicia Silverstone say “I don’t speak Mexican” and name a bunch of other television programs for making a foul of our culture. But we don’t and we laugh with it and we enjoy the joke and the mocks.

That’s just how we are.

The only ones who are offended are those with low self esteem, that have peanut butter in their heads and morbid thoughts that what ever they see, smell, hear and touch is bad.

We just see colors as they are and say what it is without changing the meaning of it, after all that’s what it is, and there’s no changing to it as much as you want to cover it.

Happy Thursday Everyone!

Yoli's Love Connection !

2005-06-28T11:08:00.000-07:00

I should have my own TV show…

So there’s this girl that’s trying to take her stupid boyfriend out of her heart but she can't, of course that’s so difficult after a year and a half relationship. Hers have been tortuous nonetheless, and the only thing I can do is listen to her while she cries about it. Did I mention I was once again a spitting bucket on Friday while I was having a delicious fish fillet? Imagine the picture, I would never do what she did.

She was eating and crying at the same time, really, how can she do it? I can’t, either I cry or I eat, either I’m sad and die or starvation or I’m happy and eat like a pig, I can’t be sad and eat like a pig at the same time, for me that’s like putting salt to your coffee, that cant happen, can it? I guess she’s kinda used to that eating and crying infront of people now.

Anyway, I thought she would leave her fish untouched, guess I was wrong, she ate until the last itty bitty grain of rice there was left on the dish, I was amused and open mouthed. And still she was crying like someone just died infront of her eyes. This woman is weird.

So I tried and figure out what could I do to help her forget about the guy and the only thing that would come up my mind is have BF’s brother ho’ come to the rescue. He’s a miracle I tell ya, he just makes you forget the other guy ever existed, believe me, I already did his magical spell. Ha!

So I tried to fix up a hang out together Saturday night with a it’s not a date thing you know. So I told BF, BF didn’t understand what I meant, until I almost choked him and told him to not even mention the word meet/introduce into the converation, it was just an invitation to go clubbing all together, and the same I told this girl, who said she would be happy to go. I was happy too.

Well things didn’t go as expected, we were supposed to meet at this weird cowboy nightclub which I have never been before, and as soon as I saw the huge cowboy hats and the cowboy boots I said “I’m not going in there, there’s gotta be fleas and dust mites all over the place, hell maybe somebody didn’t even take a shower before coming in here”. So I just waited outside the club while BF looked for his brother ho’ and he found nothing. We waited for over an hour while the rest of the gang arrived, finally just two came around and we changed the place to hang out; still no signs of brother ho’ or this girl. I sent a txt to the girl and asked where she was, she said she was hangover and sleepy and might not make it (greeeat!).

Good thing brother ho’ was nowhere to be found because BF said the wrong thing when he invited his brother ho’ clubbing: “Hey, my girlfriend wants you to meet some girl from her work, wanna come?” WTF! I told him earlier not to say that! Dammit, men can be so stupid sometimes.

Anyway, the night was spoiled, the two guys that were supposed to meet and where the center never showed up ha! Aint’ that a coincidence, I think that means they are not supposed to be together, or I should take the message as such.

Oh well, so anybody have a single thirty something year old man who wants to meet this girly?

Send me your requests at no extra cost.

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

A Hot Friday Quickiee!

2005-06-24T10:38:00.000-07:00

With double ee…

What a better way to show how efficient you are at work by just making people do what it needs to be done and then people hating you for it.

That’s what is beginning to happen in the last week. I now am being in charge of the purchase requests in my department and well, it’s not a big of a deal is it? Just ask for my stuff and expect to have it right away, or more likely, right now.

So I asked for a check for a seminar some of the monkeys are taking and I did that since last Wednesday, I told these freaks by written notice the check should be submitted along with the seminar request by email or fax before Monday.

It’s Friday now and the checks are not out, actually they just declined my whole request because they never knew the check should be submitted before the dead end and there are no funds, plus, it’s a foreigner vendor and an international check would have a special international service fee. WTF! Don’t people read emails in this company or notes in the purchase requests??!! This could have been taken care of they knew how to read!

I went whining about this with my boss, which means venting with the wall but it doesn’t matter at least people would not think I’m crazy if they saw me venting at my plastic turtle would they?

Still no response, the good thing is I made the check guy a foul of himself by telling everybody about it and now it went to the ears of the General Manager who is now pissed that I went everywhere whining about it.

Hey, it’s not my fault, somebody’s gotta help me out with this, I can’t be alone by myself handling this crap now can I? Now the monkeys are happy because they’re taking cash to the seminar and while they’re at it some cash for expenses. I knew my old ways of making things work would never stop working. It always works I tell ya.

If anybody in this company ever kind of dislike me for no reason, now they have a reason to hate me.

I think the old grumpy Yoli is back…hurrah!

Happy Friday Everyone!