Shaun of ChinatownConnection.com came in today and I got my first ever media interview about acupuncture. Well, hmm, make that my first ever media interview, period.

Ick. I need to seriously cut my hair. Or at least brush it in the mornings ...

Today I went to the rock gym and accomplished one particular route facing both forward and backward! Hee hee. The pic doesn't really show how cool the route was; it basically consists of 2 walls coming together at 90 degrees, and you can shimmy up it.

Food was had afterwards at Taqueria Cancun. I put a quarter into the jukebox and picked out a random song by the band who wore the funniest-looking outfits on the cover of their CD. The best part though, was sitting by the beach and gazing at the sunburnt couple walking along it, hand in hand.

Too bad we stopped to eat at Taqueria Cancun though, cuz just down the street was "The Real Mexican Food". Hahahahaha.

This is something I saw at Target one day. Posting it just cuz it makes me smile, even though the little doggie doesn't look too happy to be slung around like that.

So, since you want to be with me
You'll have to follow through
With every word you say
And I, all I really want is you
For you to stick around
I'll see you everyday
But you'll have to follow through
You have to follow through

- Gavin DeGraw, Follow Through

This Thanksgiving, I have witnessed human depravity at its worst. I'm feeling sick - as in nauseous, both physically and emotionally.

Happy holidays.

Saw something weird on my driver's side mirror today as I was pulling away from work. Hahahaha. It made me get out of my car and inspect all around to see if there existed other evidence of Boy "tampering".

And so - I've been procrastinating on washing my car, but now I don't want to wash it because there is a Boy who is using the dirt on my car to show me affection. Hum.

Well, I HOPE it's Boy! Better not be some random stalky patient!

I absolutely hate calling up insurance companies. Each time I call up with like 2 simple questions, I get inundated with acronyms and contradictions. HMOs, PPOs, blah-blah-blahs, why I wouldn't get paid for this, why I might get paid for that. Their friendly demeanor almost makes it all the more aggravating because I can't yell at them - they're being nice to me. The urge to scream is there though.

Man, I just got a marketing phone call advertising web-building services. First off, there was loud music blasting in the background - annoying. Secondly, the marketer didn't have any smooth comebacks for my responses. Didn't help that this came hot on the heels after talking with the insurance company ...

Me: Is this a marketing call? Because you're calling me on my cell phone, and I don't want to waste my minutes.
Marketer With Loud Music Blasting in Background: What's that, ma'am? Do you have a website?
Me: Sorry, I am not interested.
MWLMBiB: Do you have a website ma'am? Just think, your very own website. It could be good for your business!
Me: Sorry, I am not interested.
MWLMBiB: But ... um ... hello ma'am? Just think ...
Me: Sorry, I am not interested. [click]

On a lighter note: Don't forget to leave me comments on my previous potty-related post! Love the comments so far! Keep 'em coming!

HEY EVERYBODY, WHAT TIME IS IT?

[cue music and people answering in chorus]

"IT'S SILLY SURVEY TIME!"

Yes, folks, it's that time again. Here at ihatepink.com, having nothing better to do, we have decided to ask our readers a VERY personal question. So personal, that I'm sure that most of you won't want to answer it. I will be very offended of course if you don't want to answer it, but shall pretend to understand.

Our question today [cue drum roll]:

Fully interpret the following 2 sentences in your own words. Interpret and explain what they mean to you, leaving no ambiguity whatsoever.

1. I need to go potty.
2. I need to go to the potty.

Your answers will be much appreciated. I have placed a sit-ups / push-ups wager on this. After oh, a week, the individual with whom I have placed the wager will settle our irreconcilable differences over our interpretations of the above 2 statements through the comments made in this post. I trust that *I* will not be the one to be sporting hurting abs / arms. Go!

With help from Boy, I just experienced such a huge personal victory that I have no words to describe it. Happiness is not the word; it's something more like relief. Vaguely put, a dark secret that I finally aired had a truly unexpected positive outcome, rather than eliciting the backlash that I had so deathly feared.

I almost cried. I didn't know it would mean this much to me.