There are things in life that I understand...and there are things that I do not understand.

One thing I don't understand is how a guy can possibly think that ranting about how hot Woman A's friend is, can get him into Woman A's panties any faster. Really...can anyone shed some light on this line of reasoning?

C.O.T.

Overachievers in the workplace are such a drag. Here you are, doing what you're supposed to do, the system's working just fine, no problems at all and then Ms. Perfect has to come over and drop comments about how she's the only one who prunes the office plants, or tops up the paper in the printer, or fluffs the cushions on the couch (actually she more whacks the hell out of 'em than fluffs. Venting frustration I guess.)

Well, I'm sitting here at the computer, with a groovy Ponche Kuba buzz going on, watching music videos and singing my head off.... much to the dismay of my housemates a.k.a. my family.


Yup, I'm having my own private little Christmas celebration since everybody else seems kinda miserable right now. Yeeeeeee-haw! Presents are all wrapped, cookies are baked, and it's smooth sailing for me, for now anyway.

Here are my top searches tonight:

Beyonce
Gwen Stefani
Pink
Avril Lavigne
Fergie

That's right, it's a Girl's Night In! Avril's song "Hot" speaks to me, dred...


Ya make me so hot, ya make me wanna drop
Ya so ridiculous, I can barely stop
I can hardly breathe, ya make me wanna scream
You're so fabulous, you're so good to me.

Whoah yeah....sing it girlfriend! Tell that guy how you feel!

A male aquaintance of mine mentioned his principle of not complimenting "pretty" girls because it makes their heads swell.

I thought about this and in my opinion that's a pretty sad way to live. I think that once a compliment is sincere and [i]positive[/i] then you shouldn't hesitate to share it. Brighten someone's day. There's so much negativity out there man, let the sun shine in!

I have so much to be thankful for right now...as selfish as it is, I somehow got my secret heart's desire and that's all I could really ask for. Ain't life somethin'?
I am almost delirious with a positive emotion that I can't quite name right now. I'll just name it Avril for now.

Merry Christmas everybody!!!!!!

Ok....I bent to temptation and I bought a super-fabulous neon pink bob-style wig. It was on sale and and worth every penny!!!!

I have no idea where I'll rock it, but by Shirley, I WILL rock it somewhere!!!

Last Sunday I had my first obscene text message from a stranger. Boy, did THAT cause some confusion for me, especially when he left a couple kinky messages on my voicemail too! Ew.

"Andy" called a few more times even though I told him repeatedly, in tones of increasing irritation that I was NOT "the girl from the chat room" and to quit calling! He got the message when the Private answered my phone and laid down some territorial baritone in his ear!

That was...kinda cool.

C.O.T.

The Barbados Ballroom Travelling Team (of which I am a member) has
entered the IndepenDANCE competition and after only 2 rushed nights
and one sweaty morning of choreographing & practising (props to my
dance partner), we produced a 5-couple piece which aced the prelims
and is worthy of the Zone Finals THIS Friday!

Now I've seen some of our competition and frankly...our team needs
some work.

It's extremely frustrating when SOME of our team members don't seem to understand the importance of actually PERFORMING when on stage rather than just going through the motions as if their lunch menu consisted of a handful of sedatives.

Energy!!! Is that too much to ask? What can I say to motivate these few stage sloths that I haven't already said? It'd be different if they were performing by themselves but they're dragging down the rest of the team and that's not good enough!

I SO don't want to have to be a bitch about this...but I might just have to play that role for once.

We'll see how rehearsal goes tonight.

I can't believe I forgot to mention this.


The other day, the Private and I were in Woolworths and we happened across this lady who was obviously very distressed about something: she was leaning her head on the stairway railing and bawling her eyes out much to the alarm of everyone in the immediate vicinity. I mean she didn't look anything like your average mad-woman.
Several people tried to comfort her, and find out what the problem was, all to no avail.
Eventually, a cashier got to the bottom of it: apparently the lady is a see-er of premonitions, and the one she had that morning was so disturbing that she was absolutely beside herself with despair.

The Private wanted to go and ask her what the premonition was, but he feared that would only set her off wailing again.

Scary stuff.

C.O.T.

Every 2 weeks or so I go through junk food phases. Last time it was sour gummi worms. The time before that it was soursop fudge.
Right now, it's bubble-gum! Blowing and popping bubbles makes me feel like a rebellious teenager from the 50's!