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December 29, 2008: Blah blah blah...
I finally got new strings on my guitar. Now I need to get back to practicing. I'm also reading a new book, which is good. I just finished one about four suicidal people who meet accidentally when they're trying to jump off a building. Christmas was boring this year. I got a bread maker and a plush koopa, so that rocked. I feel like I did more work than was necessary for the holidays. I stayed home from work today because I'm sick with the flu. I feel awful. Last night I felt like I was going to pass out. I was wide awake and yet my body was falling asleep with my brain still conscious. It was scary. I think it was all the meds I was on. This one older Scottish blind man I was talking to online disappeared on me. He was a cool guy and he introduced me to some customs, music and trends, which are unfamiliar to me. I hope he's doing okay on his side of the planet. John's taking me to go see Wicked Friday for my Christmas present. I hope I'm well by then. It cost a fortune for the tickets, but I'm sure it will be worth it. December 20, 2008: Dear Santa, As you know, I've been a good girl all year long. Here is a list of all the things I would like you to bring me for Christmas. 1. New Computer 2. GPS System 3. Large Art Table 4. Futon 5. Two Wii Controllers 6. 10-MegaPix Digital Camera 7. New Cell Phone 8. iPod 9. Wicked Tickets 10. Time Machine December 3, 2008: Don't go to Utah My sister, her boyfriend and their 5 month old son drove up to Utah to visit some relatives not knowing how dry that state is. They took several bottles of varous types of alochol in the bed of their truck as presents for them. Once they reached Utah they were pulled over by a cop and they took all their acohol. I'd estimate it to be at least a couple hundred dollars worth. Then they gave him a $500 ticket because it's illegal to bring alchol into the state of Utah. They wanted to take his truck too, but they begged the cop not to because they didn't want to be left in the middle of nowhere at freezing temperatures with a 5 month old baby, especially when they're used to sunny California. The cop agreed and let them keep the truck. Apparently alcohol is high priced in Utah and there are strict regulations on alcohol. The alcohol content is half the percent of alcohol than in other states and the liquor stores there are state owned. However, it is legal for a 13 year old to own and carry a handgun. November 26th, 2008: I *heart* Kevin I moved my new mattress into the small room to turn it into my new bedroom. It was very comfy unlike my old mattress with it's springs stabbing me in my side. After I laid down to rest I turned over on my side to find something glowing on the wall. It wasn't the light from my window, it was illuminating on it's own. It freaked me out! I got up and turned on the light to find nothing there. I wasn't used to sleeping in that room so I didn't know what to expect. I wondered if a murder had taken place and it was the residue left from the stuff detectives use to make bloodstains glow after they've been scrubbed clean. I had to turn off the light to see it, which scared me even more. Then I slowly came closer and closer to the glow. Something was written on the wall. It said, "I *heart* Kevin." Apparently some young girl who lived there before me wrote "I *heart* Kevin" with a bunch of hearts around it with glow-in-the-dark paint. And, since that room only got one coat of white paint before I moved in, the glow-in-the-dark paint shines through it. Now I'm stuck with "I *heart* Kevin" next to my bed. If it wasn't so low I could hang a picture over it. November 5th, 2008: Discrimination I was greatly disappointed, but not surprised that Proposition 8, which will ban gay marriage, had passed. I was shocked, however to find that many close people I know wanted to ban gay marriage. I was taken back by how disgusted they felt toward gay people and how ignorant they were to the fact they were taking away human rights from people based on discrimination. When I heard the news this morning I wanted to cry, yet at the same time I felt like it was just the beginning of a long battle to come in America. I know America is not ready to allow same sex couples to get married and I don't think America is really ready for an African American president either, but neither were they when other historical movements took place and changed our nation. They weren't ready when women got the right to vote nor were they ready when African Americans were freed from slavery. Sometimes change has to come regardless of our petty differences and narrowminded opinions, and I hope it comes soon. October 6th, 2008: Petting Zoo Pumpkin Patch I stopped at a petting zoo pumpkin patch the other day and bought myself a small pumpkin that fits in my hand. I named it Charlie. I put it on my table where my cactus, Paco, had committed suicide by jumping out of his pot. I hope Charlie feels more at home than he did. At the petting zoo, there were two little piggies, some sleeping chickens, a few sleepy sheep and some goats that kept picking on this one little goat. There was also a pony where they gave rides to little kids. I was surprised there weren't any pony pictures available. Just about everyone I know has a pony picture of them as a kid. I wonder where that idea originated and why it's still around. October 5th, 2008: E For All I went to the E For All gamers convention with John this weekend. I was expecting more exciting stuff considering the price. We got to see people compete and fail against Fatality, a world famous first person shooter gamer. Each person got to spin a wheel to choose a handicap that Fatality had to go by. One spin made him play against two other people while having his screen covered except for a small round hole in the center where his gun was pointing. Needless to say, even with such difficult challenges, he kicked their asses in no time. Afterwards they setup the new RockBand on stage and some teenage girl dressed up as Princess Peach went up there to sing on the mic. She failed about a minute into it and had a fit, dropped the mic and stormed off stage. It looked as though she was going to cry so management tried to coax her back on stage, but she just walked off. Some gamers take gaming way too seriously! Then John got to go up on stage and play guitar. I've never seen him play on expert and get less than 95% before, but this was a song he didn't know and on a new guitar controller with stiff buttons, so he wound up not doing so good. He started to whine about it afterwards so I called him Princess Peach. September 21th, 2008: Learning the Guitar Today was my third attempt to learn the guitar. My small hands along with my carpal tunnel and tendinitis are holding me back from learning as well as I should. I'm having John, my new boyfriend, teach me. I must say I feel like I'll put some actual effort into it this time. Wish me luck! September 20th, 2008: Artist Alyssa Monks I went to the Alyssa Monks gallery at the Museo today. She makes me feel small as though it will take forever for my paintings to look half as good as hers. I'm getting better at painting, but I know it will be a while before I can create something amazing and photo realistic like hers. September 11th, 2008: Plantar Fasciitis I got a prescription today for new custom arches for my feet to help reduce the painful symptoms of my plantar fasciitis, a common foot disorder. My podiatrist also recommended I stretch my achilles tendon daily to make them more flexible. Hopefully this will ease my flat aching feet and prevent any heel spurs from forming in the future. August 24th, 2008: My Cactus Died Today, my cactus died. A cactus was the only living thing I could think of that I couldn't kill and when I saw him at the store I felt I had to buy him. He was so adorable and I had planned on making him a hat and a mustache and giving him a name. Instead, I came home today and found him leaning over about to break completely in half, with his base cracked and leaking fluid. I tried saving my prickly friend to no avail. I buried him in the trash. August 19th, 2008: Not a Happy Camper So, I reluctantly agreed to go camping at the last minute and of course, I regretted it. I'm just not a happy camper in any means of the term. It was extremely hot and dry with lots of dirt, sand and ice cold dirty river water. I slept on an uncomfortable table-bed in a crowded rv with five other people. This three day trip was the longest I've gone without showering. I've always hated camping. I took an oath last August that I would never go camping again, but I was pressured into it. I'm back on that oath again and I can rest assure knowing that after all my persistent complaining this weekend, I won't be pressured into going on a family camping trip again. August 11th, 2008: Cell Phone Detonator Button I always believed that there was some secret red button at the phone company that will detonate any cell phone as a last resort to get the customer to get a new one and renew their contract. Today, someone hit that red button. It's happened before, the last one suddenly went possessed and started dialing wrong numbers and indicated that I had 999 new messages. My parents and I had bought our phones at the same time and we all got the same model. A few weeks ago they got new phones and since then I had been getting many offers by text message, email and mail about offers on new cell phones and renewing my contract. Then I noticed my cell phone was acting up today. It froze on me for about ten minutes, then later it wouldn't allow me to answer phone calls. Then, this evening it started dialing someone I just spoke with on it's own. So, this week I'm going to go into my local Verizon Wireless store and get a new phone and probably renew my contract. After experiencing horrid nightmares with Sprint and the other cell phone providers, I figure I'll stick with Verizon since it's the lesser of many evils. August 5th, 2008: Earthquake I finally glued the feet back on my ceramic Elvis frog that broke during the earthquake last Tuesday. Nearly every trinket in my condo fell over, and yet only one item broke. Even my delicate glass water bird did not break. Anything standing upright was found on it's side, and my bathroom cabinet was found wide open with all my toiletries in the sink. I was at work in the warehouse when the quake hit, and at that same moment a train was rushing by right next to the building. If it had derailed it would have certainly landed where we were standing. Since our warehouse is one of the most dangerous buildings to be in during a quake, we all ran outside. However, I limped my way outside because I had tripped over a floor fan, which fell on my ankle ten minutes before the quake hit. July 12th, 2008: Chicks with Dicks I had some shrimp tempura and miso soup yesterday with a friend. It was delicious! Today I did a frog drawing for another friend of mine. He said he'll use the drawing for his tattoo he plans on getting. It would be nice to have a guy around. I need someone to kill spiders and bugs, change lightbulbs, and hang up stuff high up. I do these things now, but it would be nice to have someone do it for me. And also give me foot rubs, mop the floor and scrub the bathtub. I read a comic recently where some party girl talks to her cactus. The cactus was sooo cute! I was thinking of getting a small cactus for my place. I figure it's the thing I'm least likely to kill. Even if it doesn't talk back like in the comic, it might be nice. My week old nephew is so cute and tiny. My mom can't put him down and misses him when he's not visiting her. I hope he likes his bedroom with the painted jungle scene on the walls I did for him. He was over today and peed on my bed sheet. I sure hope I can wake up early for my weekend painting classes starting in August. I have a hell of a time getting to work on time as it is. In fact, right now it's 2am. I love staying up late for no reason at all. I guess it's just because I can. Waking up early on a Saturday is something I'd only do if my bed was on fire. I sure hope these painting classes are worth it. I need to buy a vacuum. I can't seem to find where mine went to. I don't see how anyone can lose a large upright vacuum in a small condo, yet I can't seem to find it. I had also lost my car alarm clicker the other day because it broke off my keychain. I found it in my hamper. I'm surprised I found it at all considering how small it was and where it was. I had breakfast at IHOP today with a friend. I always get the sampler platter at just about every breakfast place I go to. I can't have pancakes without eggs and I can't have eggs without hash browns, and if I'm going to have syrup then I have to have sausage... well, you get the point. I'm going to my parents tomorrow. I have to pick up my cell phone, my camera and my clean laundry, which I left behind earlier. I was kind of in a hurry to go play Wii with some people at my place. It's so fun. Now you're probably asking yourself why I titled this entry as Chicks with Dicks. I wonder that myself too. I guess I couldn't think of anything else at the moment. Not that chicks with dicks were on my mind, because they sooo weren't at all. July 4th, 2008: Baby Peanut Alex Brodi Trujillo-Solario was born on July 2nd and weighed 6 pounds and 11 ounces. He was named after his dad, Alex, but I still prefer his nickname, Peanut. My sister's doing just fine after her c-section and they're going home today. They wanted him to be born on the fourth of July, but the doctor couldn't do it that day. My cousin got him a Fourth of July outfit to wear today. The baby doesn't seem to cry much, he's very alert and likes to eat his arm and his blanket. He's hairy and has his mom's nose. He also has light colored eyes like my sister and we're hoping they'll stay that way. 
June 30th, 2008: Painting I painted my sister's upstairs baby's room with jungle grass, blue fluffy clouds and big bonzai-like trees, wrapping all the way around the room. We added animal wall stickers my sister bought. I sure hope he likes it. It took me 6 hours to paint! I started painting around 10pm and got home at 4:30am. My feet were killing me. It takes a lot of time to get the paint to apply neatly without any messy edges. I've never painted on a wall before, nor have I used a paint brush. I'm going to take two Saturday painting classes, beginning and watercolor. It will interfere with my Saturday sleep in time, but I've been wanting to take a painting class for years. I sure hope I can finally learn to paint. That's my goal, to add color to my artwork. April 2nd, 2008: Funny Story My sister was craving a McDonald's happy meal. While I was in the drive thru I got three important phone calls on my cell. After McDonald's I went back to her apartment to find parking, when I realized in the midst of everything that I forgot the food. I guess I was so distracted with the phone calls that I paid and left without stopping at the second window. I was too embarrassed to go back, but they had my money and there wasn't another one nearby. So, I reluctantly drove all the way back to McDonald's and got in the drive thru lane. I wasn't sure what to say. At first I thought I should tell them the truth, that I forgot the food, but I didn't want to look stupid. Then I figured I could act like I was just driving around waiting for the food to be ready, but that would make me look like an ass. So, I told them that my car was about to stall and I had to drive it around the block. They bought it. Once I got to the food window I put the car in park and started hitting the gas as I told them my lame ass story. "Yeah, I just placed an order and then my car was going to stall on me, so I drove it around the block and came back. Is my food ready now?" I felt like a total moron. "Oh, I see," she said so seriously and with great concern, "I saw you drive by and so I put the food away. Let me go ahead and put it together for you right now!" I started hitting the gas some more while in park to prove that I wasn't making it up. She seemed so concerned for me and my car, which by the way, is in great condition and only a few years old, that she scurried around, handed me my order and I was on my way. March 31st, 2008: My Sister's Infection My sister just had her third operation, this time to remove the magnetic device in her head and the tube in her abdomen because it got badly infected. She was also having contractions due to dehydration, which complicated the process, but the nurses got them to stop. I should mention she's pregnant and in her second trimester. The device was supposed to put an end to her severe migraines and double vision caused by her Pseudotumorcerebri, which could ultimately leave her blind if it continues. It's a condition where spinal fluid is getting backed up in her brain, causing tumor-like symptoms without a tumor. A magnetic device was inserted in her brain to pump spinal fluid down a thin tube into her abdomen where it is then digested. She was released from the hospital and sent home with a nurse to show her how to tend to her antibiotic medication that's fed through a tube and straight into her bloodstream. She has to be careful and not be aruond anyone who's sick because she's ver suseptible to germs with her weak immune system. After two weeks she should be fine, but her severe migraines will return. She will likely have to wait until the baby is born before they can reinsert the device in her head. February 2nd, 2008: I Was Screwing All Night! A few weeks ago I went out and bought a desk since I was using a tiny microwave stand. The desk I got is very functional and looks great with a lot of handy desk space for my homework and projects. However, it was very heavy and needed to be put together. I wanted to feel independent so I dragged it into my apartment and put it together with the manual screwdriver that came in the box. Little did I know, when it comes with it's own screwdriver, you're basically screwed, pun intended. Needless to say my hand was throbbing when I went to bed and the pain was so intense it woke me up around 7am. I took a Viccodin and soaked my hand in hot water. It felt much better after that, but I think it inflamed my carpal tunnel. December 5th, 2007: My Birthday Root Canal I had an emergency root canal today. My fifth one. It was much more painful than the last one and lasted over an hour. I'm sooo sore right now, waiting for the Viccodin to kick in so I can crash for the night. Today really sucked ass. And did I mention... it's my birthday today? November 23rd, 2007: Thanksgiving One year we told my uncle to bring a salad and he brought a head of lettuce, a tomato, and a cucumber still in the grocery bag. This year I called my relatives ahead of time telling them exactly what to bring and how to bring it. I was impressed. Every dish was absolutely delicious, some beyond our expectations. Even the green salad my uncle brought had slices of radishes and avocado in it. My older sister brought a new dish, which we typically don't allow, but it turned out to be surprisingly good. And the home-baked pies that my cousin brought were just awesome. I was put on the spot this year to say grace. To buy time I joked saying, "let us live and thrive, Kaiser Permanente." I stuttered of course so some didn't get in on the joke. I can't recall what I said exactly. I know I ended with "...and everyday, and every year, together, and as a family, ...and love, amen." My niece started laughing at me, which was expected from her since she laughs at the air. Then my drunken aunt retold an embarrassing story of me learning to say "bob" while bouncing. After hearing several times, "oh come on and do it," I gulped down the last of my Bailey's and did it. They all thought it was hilarious. I pretty much passed out after dinner considering I filled up on chips and dip before hand. Damn those salty ridges and onion dip!! When I woke the next morning I felt like a beached whale washed ashore that couldn't crawl back to the water. Now I'm just trying to take it easy until Christmas Eve. November 1st, 2007: Halloween Wasn't the best Halloween this year. I didn't go to any parties, but I did ditch school to dress up as a fairy and pass out candy to greedy little children. No, really. This one little white girl with a black afro wig, claiming to be dressed as Hannah Montana, kept digging her little paws into my cauldron!! I had to push her back outside and shut the screen door to make her go away. I think the scariest thing was the pumpkins. No, seriously! I carved them Sunday night and you'd think they would be good three days later, but by the second day they were already growing moldy. By Halloween night one had turned into mush, oozing out liquids and green fuzz!! The other one was still standing so I bravely stuck my hand inside it's furry green mouth to light it. A few minutes later I found it was releasing a disgusting moldy odor like a mold-scented glade candle. I had to set it out on the sidewalk to get the smell away from the porch. Then my cousin brought her two sons over. She parked down the street so we wouldn't see her and had them dress up and trick or treat at our door, but it was obviously them. The little one loves string cheese and I put the cheese in the cauldron and he went straight for it ignoring all the candy. That was my test to make sure it was them. Then later I watched scary movies on tv. Invasion of the Body Snatchers was on. I never saw the whole thing before. They never explain why they turn into zombies, nor do they ever explain why the birds kept attacking in the movie The Birds. Perhaps the two are related somehow. October 4th, 2007: Funny Story It was Monday morning and I woke up really late for work. I hurried, got dressed and left my house. I drove down the street to find a lot more morning traffic than usual. I slowly inched my way down three blocks in the bumper to bumper traffic and found there was a marathon of runners blocking all the major streets. I detoured around the block and was directed by traffic police back to where I was. I was so mad. I was already very late for work and getting frustrated because I'd gotten nowhere. There were more traffic cops, this time directing traffic all into one direction, on the freeway. I'm not familiar with freeways, but since I had no choice, I wound up on it. I kept driving until I reached and exit. It landed me in the middle of a city that was far out of my way from work. I felt like I'd never get to work, let alone on time. I found my way back to my city and started driving towards work. It was a long ways and I finally got there. I guess I should have called in to let them know I was late, but I figured I'd take my chances, hoping nobody would notice my extreme tardiness. I pulled into the driveway about 45 minutes late for work. I saw that my boss wasn't there so I was relieved. Then I noticed that nobody was there and I made a fast u-turn and escaped before someone saw me. It was Labor day. May 2nd, 2007: Drug Overdose I accidentally overdosed on pain medication and became very sick. The doctor had me draw blood to test for liver damage as a precaution. I misread the label and I took more than twice the recommended dosage. I was horribly sick the whole day and kept on dry heaving constantly with severe stomach pain! I'm fine now, thank god. I wound up throwing out all my expired prescriptions after that. April 22nd, 2007: COWS LIE!!! I recently came to the conclusion that I'm lactose intolerant, but I really love milk. Then I saw this commercial for Silk, soy milk. The cow said it tastes just like real milk. I figured he should know, being a cow and all. So, I bought it... COWS LIE!!! Do not trust cows on tv. It tasted like ass! Ass I tell you! ASS!!! April 8th, 2007: Mouse at Gigante Market I saw a mouse at Gigante in the produce section Friday night. You know the wall of produce they have in every market? Well, along the floor there are long black strips of rubber molding. And where two strips meet, one piece was pulled out and that was the mouse hole. It came out of the hole, looked and me and then scurried back in. Then I forgot what the hell I was getting and ran out of there. It was a cute mouse, not a big scary rat, but it made me wonder what else will scurry out from that hole. It's ironic because right before I went there I searched online for a local Gigante nearby and I noticed a review under the location I went to that said, "ghetto but clean." I thought that was funny and didn't think much of it until I saw the mouse. So, afterwards when I came home I wrote a little review myself saying, "I saw a mouse in the produce section." February 3rd, 2007: Jeremy from the Fourth Grade So, I was looking at my friend's myspace page, who I've known since kindergarten, and saw a familiar face on her friend's list. I couldn't believe it! It was Jeremy from the fourth grade. We sat next to each other and goofed a lot in class. He was nice, funny and he showed me how to draw bark on a tree. However, I got a lot of grief from other kids for just talking to him. Kids could be so cruel. I got picked on a lot for being his friend. It seemed like I was the only one who didn't hate him. And then I stabbed him. No really, one day I stabbed him with a pencil. I didn't mean hurt him, but I did. That was one sharp pencil, if you ask me. I even forgot why I stabbed him. I felt so bad because I became what my friends were to him and I failed as a friend. He never spoke to me again. I always wanted to apologize, but he had moved far away shortly after and all I heard was that he turned out to be gay. And so there I was, 17 years later, at the computer looking at his icon on my friend's myspace page. Needless to say, I clicked on it, messaged him, and apologized. Jeremy messaged me back. He said he still has the pencil marking on his leg, but had forgotten who had stabbed him. I felt pretty bad for scarring the guy. December 29th, 2006: Psycho Bitch Returns My ex's psycho girlfriend emailed me today to gloat about their official engagement, and for me to stop writing shit about him. I bet she'll email me once they're married just to shove the knife in further. I was hoping by setting my myspace to private and blocking her, I could prevent this from happening, but I guess I was wrong. She has no right to tell me anything. She had plastered my information all over the web saying shit about me, before she even met me. I wound up having dozens of threatening crank callers telling me to die. Then after months of harrassment I got one crank caller to tell me where he got my number. He helped me discover that not only that it was her, but she had done this to another girl as well. I went to the cops, but they said there was nothing they could do aside from a restraining order against her. So, I changed my phone numbers and hid from the world. December 12th, 2006: The Foo Fighters I saw the Foo Fighters last night with Brian and they kicked ass! The lead singer from My Chemical Romance is beyond gay. He's probably into clowns or mimes. I'm sure the lead singer from AFI would satisfy him just as much with his glitter eyes, long eye lashes and freaky hair. And when did Screech from Saved By the Bell join the band Fall Out Boy? But, don't get me wrong, they all kicked ass during their performances. But, let me tell you something. KROQ sucks ass when it comes to organizing tickets and lines and crap. It took them over two hours, while waiting in the freezing rain and a strong wind chill, to find our tickets. They lost a lot of people's tickets that night. November 25th, 2006: In Memory of Bren A dear friend of mine, Bren, passed away from a long battle with cancer this week. She was like a mom who watched over us at Firebird's. I never knew her age, but I do know she was too young to be taken from us. She was very kind to people and gave them a chance when others didn't and tried to end disputes and have everyone get along. She was funny and was always there with advice when we needed her most. She will truly be missed. November 19th, 2006: The Red Folder I came across a very old red folder of my comics I drew when I was with my ex during our five year relationship. I gave him doodle drawings of us and inside jokes we had nearly everyday when I was missing him. After he broke my heart I was surprised to find he kept the folder, especially after hearing how he used to bash my drawings and tell people I didn't have any talent. So, I stopped drawing... Until now. I realized looking at the drawings that I didn't suck at all. I have my own unique style and sense of humor, so I'm going to scan them all and post them on my brand new website, krayziefemale.com. |