awesome

I think this video is relatable to a lot of us!



P.S. I'm never asking you guys for help again!

your input is much appreciated

I'm working on a project and need some inspiration.

What are some cool/quirky/interesting words out there? What word have you heard lately that's caught your attention?

for the shoe-lovers

I'm not one to drool over shoes. When I'm sad, a picture of a cute pair of heels or sandals can cheer me up, but this is the only one that I can remember that has made me so happy to the point of drooling:

Aren't they purdy? Just wanted to share the eye candy with the ladies!

beef with friends...

I have some serious beef with most of, if not all, my friends.

Yo man, what's the dealioz, I get married and you stop calling? I'll be the first one to admit that it's not as easy anymore to go out for a cup of coffee or a dinner on a last minute notice. And I'm probably busier with family obligations than before. And if you're still single and I'm not, we might not be talking about cute boys like we used to. Or you might think that the hubby always wants to hang out with his wifey (not true, they like to have their alone time with their video games!). So what? It's still me, and it's still you. We've still known each other for however-many years, been through ups and downs, loves and losses. And you still have my number. No excuses.

the day i went home... [BAPD]

My contribution to this year's "Blog About Palestine Day" is an excerpt from my journal when I went home to Palestine in 2007. This entry was dated Thursday, July 26, 2007. I don't proclaim it to be insightful, intelligent or even eloquent, but it was me and Palestine, captured within a space and time.
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Today was something. Things happened, others didn't. We went to Dayr Al Qasi, which I have to say was one of the most frustrating experiences of my life. Abu Hamad and Abu Mohamad say that you can tell where an old village was by where fig trees and cactus grow together. The reasoning: villagers used to plant cactus around the perimeter of the village to keep animals (dogs, snakes) out and fig trees to eat from. So we go to Elkosh, and knowing there are no remaining original buildings, set out to find the fig trees and cactus of my forefathers. What a horrible, completely unfulfilling experience! Some cactus and fig trees I'm supposed to feel emotional attachment to, it's like they grow on the graves of my hometown.

It was a time of absolute mourning, while colonists passed by in tractors inviting us to buy some eggs, some said "Come and build a house and live here". If you only knew, you bastard. You never left any trace of my past! How in hell am I supposed to feel some attachment to nothing! And that's a tactic. Change a name, a word, build over the past, and people forget, others can pretend the past didn't exist.

Yes, and we did see some fig trees and cactus, but without a map of the Dayr, and with a total new kibbutzy pimp-up, there was no way to tell that this is where my family's house was. Toda.

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subtle hint

Part of the reason I don't like armchairs at tables is that sometimes the arm-parts don't fit under the table-top and then you're like sitting to far away to work or eat comfortably. With office chairs, you can adjust them so they fit under your desk, lovely!

So I had my hand on the armrest on my deskchair and I scooted closer to my desk, realizing I was kinda sitting at the edge of my seat, so I get up a little to sit back and, OUCH!, my chair slightly rises and my hand is squished between the armrest and the desktop and the only way to get it out is to sit back on my chair.

I think the world is trying to tell me to lose some weight.

happy earth day...

Working at an environmental department at my new workplace, we got a lot of "Happy Birthday!" and "Today is like your Christmas, isn't it?", today. Ha ha, you guys are so funny! Now go recycle your stupid jokes.

I never really understood how some people like sniffing markers, until I spent the better part of my day writing out a speech on giant cue cards with a black permanent marker. I am now actually fond of the scent. Also, it goes well with coffee.

working around nap-time...

For the life of me, I cannot get excited about work today. I woke up this morning, took one look out the window and crawled back into bed for a 45 minute snooze. I think everyone in the Great Lakes area is getting crappy weather today. My snooze meant that I had to get ready for work and leave for the bus station in just 20 minutes. Ahh, brings back memories of the good ole university days. I napped on my bus ride to work and I also opted for a nap at lunch instead of food. See a pattern?

Since I'm still a newbie at work, there's not much going on besides small tasks here and there, although they're getting more frequent. I've been really procrastinating with today's tasks though, I'd much rather nap (duh), blog-hop, or just plain daydream than write an email or a small blurb on something. I think I need to at least spend an hour doing some real work before the end of the day. Then I can nap for the remainder of the time!

breakfast at work...

On my way back to my desk with some breakfast from the cafeteria, one of my coworkers asks "What's for breakfast today?"

"Bagel, butter and jam", I said with a smile.

And she laughed like it was the funniest thing ever.

I took it as a compliment. Why yes, I am rather funny.

singing on a mini roadtrip

SigFig: You know, you're almost a good singer.

Me: Oh reeaally...

SigFig: Yeah, you're like one gene off from having a great voice, a single genetic link missing. You're like a private singer. You can sing for family and friends, but your voice is not strong enough for public...

Me: I see. We'll hun, you're like a really, really, really private singer. You can only sing for... well, yourself.

SigFig: Yeah, like in the shower. With the door closed.

Me: And the fan on.