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[Fri, 9/26/08 at 11:10pm] |
So, my little brother Rudy made an 80 yard touchdown during tonight's homecoming game.
Then a few plays later he tackled someone to keep them from scoring and screwed up his ankle.
So \o/ and :( from the Luu tonight.
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[Mon, 9/22/08 at 9:30pm] |
And now I have a mental image of Dean trying to beat all the little challenges in the game.
Yeah. Totally going to the special hell.
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| Random thoughts... |
[Wed, 9/17/08 at 10:14pm] |
Ok, so like in the season three gag reel the part where Jensen is doing that dorky dance and singing "You can do me in the morning" was I the only fangurl who thought "I can? For serious reals?"
Bad Luu.
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[Wed, 9/17/08 at 7:07pm] |
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[Wed, 9/17/08 at 4:05pm] |
When you see this, post another Supernatural quote in your LJ. Let's see how long this can go on.
"I knew that. I was just testing you." - Dean, A Very Supernatural Christmas
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| Writer's Block: Independence Day |
[Tue, 9/16/08 at 6:34pm] |
Well.... I go out for a drive with my favorite driving CD. It's got American Pie, Jessica, some CCR, and Lynerd Skynard. (Yeah, I can never spell that right.) Just some nice rockin' cruisin' music. Metallica. Just random stuff. I make my favorite foods for dinner dispite my family's tastes and my own really being polar oppisites.
But really, just going out and doing what I usually do.
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| Luu is sad. Again. |
[Thu, 8/28/08 at 12:23pm] |
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I have the heartbreak.
It's my own damn fault. So don't be sympathizing or saying 'Poor Luu!' too much as I'm the one who ruined things.
Still it's left me with this extreme sense of apathy, and I've been on the slightly irritable side.
It's affecting my rp like whoa. My Sam'n'Dean pups are not flirting with anybody. I don't really want to post right now at all really. Especially if it might turn into a romance sort of thing because yeah, don't feel like going there right now.
Phay's in Italy, or Spain, or something. I forget. Sam's busy being pregnant and married, and Shannon won't get it and I don't want to deal with her chipperness right now. I haven't worked with Cherelle and she knew what was possibly going to happen and I don't want to tell her it didn't.
I think what I want is a big sister to go to the movies with and out to dinner with me and we can talk about anything other than The Boy Who Must Not Be Named.
Ross was great that way last night. I told him what was bugging me. He told me to move on. Then sent me links about the newest zombie game for the 360. Perfect. Now I just need a week of stuff like that and I'll be right as rain.
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| It's Sam... only not. |
[Sat, 8/9/08 at 6:05pm] |
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So I do play on online RPGS. Yes, I am that much of a geek. Right now I"m in a multifandom game that takes place in the not too distant future. I'm playing Sam and Dean which is always fun, and makes for my third Sam and second Dean. (the boys. They invade my head.)
Anyway this game picks up after season three and I'm playing a much darker version of Sam and a very damaged version of Dean and neither will be much light hearted fun for awhile yet. There's potential for fun. THey're sharing a suite with Kate Austen from Lost who is playing well against my mute!Dean.
Anywho, I have a stock physical description, personality, and so one written for them, when I apply to a game I usually will just change a bit of the end of the history to make things fit the game's setting.
This time I had to overhall everything because they're so different. So I'm here changing Dean's looks and his personality because he's just changed so much. :: wibbles and cuddles Dean:: He'll be fine though, someday. I'm hoping being around Kate will be good for him. ^_^
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| Well, it's not like I wanted to keep the weight off. |
[Sat, 6/21/08 at 2:08pm] |
So, no one took anything out of the freezer to defrost for dinner tonight so I thought I would run down to the supernarket and pick something up to cook cause I'm made of awesome like that.
I'm a little overweight. Just a bit. I've actually lost about two dress sizes recently so I'm thrilled. I'd like to keep that weight off but there's a slight problem with that. Namely that when I'm upset or stressed I usually will grab the nearest comfort food available. It's hardly ever something healthy for me. Except for cucumber salad. That is healthy and comforting, it's just there's only so much cucumber a girl can stand in a week.
So yeah. I was wandering around in the supermarket and found myself in the bakery section looking at a ton of different cakes and trying to convince myself not to buy any of them. No. I do not need a black forest cake. Or a cheese cake. Or that seven layer Bomb cake that has everything a girl could ever want all put together. Cheesecake, chocolate cake, yellow cake, strawberries.... yeah.
It's bad for you Luu. Put the cake down.
Except my birthday is today, and there should be cake. Really good cake.
No. Cake is wrong.
Birthday cake. Once a year. Exception not the rule.
NO CAKE FOR LUU!
That's the problem with cake and my house is that (the reason if I want birthday cake I have to go out and get it myself) Is that myself and my mother are the only two people in the entire house that actually like the stuff. We'd have an entire cake to ourselves.
Maybe if I got just a little cake. A tiny one. ... Maybe two cupcakes. That could work.
Except usually if I have a little, I then want more, and it quickly turns into a lot, and I'll be a size 18 again. I like being a size 14. I really do. I'm cute right now. Pleasing to the eye.
It's just that it's been a hard week. Between my grandpa being very sick and the extreme stress at work, I've been dying for some chocolate cake. Or a good torta loaded up with refried beans and avacado and sour cream and breaded pork steak. I mean... just something like my grandma used to make. I will take mac'n'cheese out of a box if I have to., I really would.
In the end there was no cake. I got pork chops and we'll have some pasta with it and it'll be good. It's just not quite what I want right now. But it'll have to do, cause I am strong! I will not give into the urges for cake. Or chocolate. Or things covered with gooey cheese. Like nachos, and cheesburgers, and macaroni. Or how about some apple pie? It's got fruit in it so it's not that bad.
I'm so screwed.
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| Gonna go cry now. |
[Fri, 5/16/08 at 6:38pm] |
For serious reals. It was just not a good day. Or well I thought it was a good day only it wasn't and whoo is that a lot of disapointment. I can handle bad days, really, as long as I know they're bad. Thinking I was having an awesome day and then finding out I actually hadn't was a huge letdown.
Every morning the opener sets up a daily planner for the workday, and this includes how much the store is planned to make on a given day. This amount is printed on the schedule, along with the total $$ per four hour work segment. If you make all your money you've 'made' your segment, the same for the day overall.
So I looked at the schedule, copied down what I looked at and went from there. Lately, we've been having a rough patch and I haven't been making the segments I've been the leader for. (Which I've always felt is a reflection on how well of a leader I actually am. Also the level of customer service I've provided to my customers.) So today, we were actually busy and according to what I had copied down that morning not only were we making plan, we'd exceeded the mark by a huge margin. I was dancing on sunshine people. Only at the end of my shift when I went to copy down how much I'd done per segement on the tracker (cause they do count how many segments each manager actually completes) I realized that the numbers didn't match up. I had actually copied down yesterday's numbers instead of today's. And the amount of money a store is expected to make on a thursday is really different from the amount of money we're supposed to make on a friday.
By about $900. So not only did I not make either of the two segments I was in charge for, I came up drastically short. Which means I didn't make a single segment I worked. Not even one, for the entire week.
Put that on top of yesterday's Supernatural episode and I'm down. Really down. Not even Webkinz can cheer me up.
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| Writer's Block: Cinco de Mayo |
[Mon, 5/5/08 at 11:55pm] |
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Cinco de Mayo, for me anyway, has always been one of the more confusing holidays. I’ve never really been sure what to do for the occasion. I could reflect on the meaning of the day and what it says about the character of my people, except I’m not really very conscious of my Mexican heritage. I could go out and get drunk on a few margaritas, except that I don’t drink cause I hate the taste of alcohol and the effect it has on people. I could rant and rave about the sterotypes that seem to come out in force for the occasion except I sort of have to work my way into being offended. Unless it’s something so very obviously offensive it just can’t be let pass. I’m not really joking about that either, I was sitting at my computer looking at the Yahoo webpage debating if I should be offended by the cheezy little mariachis they had to go with their logo banner at the top of the page. In the end I just kind of rolled my eyes and moved on and idly wondered if this is how Irish-americans feel on St. Patrick's day.
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| Well... This is a conundrum... |
[Mon, 4/28/08 at 8:40am] |
o.0?
I have issues with remembering to do things, so I got some of those memory enhancing ginko biobla pills figuring it would help. Except my brother pointed out two very good facts to me.
1. If you're truely the sort of person who needs those sort of supplements, you're not the kind of person who will remember to actually take them.
2. If you're the sort of person who remembers to actually take the supplements, you don't need them.
Great.
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[Sat, 4/26/08 at 12:25pm] |
Do not , ever, use those single use Crystal Light packets in a bottle of carbonated mineral water in a desperate bid to get something pop-like when you have none.
EVER.
I'm going to the shop to get some real pop right now to wash out the taste.
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[Fri, 4/25/08 at 2:22am] |
This was meant to originally be an episode review of Ghostfacers to post at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) hunters_hideout
Didn't quite work out that way.
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[Mon, 4/21/08 at 11:09pm] |
Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 27 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!!!
1. Just before our love got lost you said
2. You couldn't say you needed someone new
3. In you and I there's a new land
4. You've left me now and it's seasoned my soul
5. Must have been the devil who changed my mind
6. I'm a axe grinder, pile driver, mama says I never ever mind her
7. Happiness is just a word to me might have meant a thing to me if I'd known the difference
8. Back in black I hit the sack been to long I'm glad to be back
9. Santa Baby slip a sable under the tree
10. Sylvia was working as a waitress in Bulmont.
11. There she stood in the street smiling from her hair to her feet
12. I never feel quite right and I don't know why.
13. Where do I take this pain of mine
14. Since I met you baby my whole life has changed.
15. It's been so long I can't remember when I lost my home.
16. Oh Mickey you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind.
17. (oh gosh my spellin sucks ) Soy un hombre muy honorado
18. This time, this place, misused mistakes
19. I sense there's something in the wind
20. She keeps me waiting in the morning tying ribbions in her hair
21. So she said 'what's the problem baby?'
22. Look at me I'm sandra dee
23. I like to dream yes yes right between the sound machine
24. This has got to be the saddest day of my life
25. Stranded at the drive in branded a fool
26. Would you *please* have some coffee with me?
27. If I leave here tomorrow will you still remember me
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| Maybe I should just hit my head against this wall. |
[Sun, 4/13/08 at 7:05pm] |
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So. Sitting at the computer station next to the door isn't the smartest thing to do for a girl who is always cold.
Brrrrr....
So when asked what the biggest problem in fitting people for bras/jeans was, I was prefectly serious when I said my hands are cold and people complain. It's the rare customer who takes her shirt off for the bra fit and I really do hate it when they do. (I mean, geeze, uncomfortable much?) Anywho. Yeah. My hands are usually about as cold as Death and that's the last thing a person wants is the person holding the measuring tape around their waist wants.
Ok. Jacket is coming on.
Better. Kinda.
Not really.
Isn't it supposed to be spring yet!!!!!!!
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