My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 68% on Combativeness

You scored higher than 89% on Sneakiness

You scored higher than 65% on Intellect

You scored higher than 75% on Spirituality

I can't miss it! I've been googling it left and right since I received me email alert from mtv.com. I have a problem, but I can't quit.

It may be over but it won't stop there,
I am here for you if you'd only care.
You touched my heart you touched my soul.
You changed my life and all my goals.
And love is blind and that I knew when,
My heart was blinded by you.
I've kissed your lips and held your head.
Shared your dreams and shared your bed.
I know you well, I know your smell.
I've been addicted to you.

Goodbye my lover.
Goodbye my friend.
You have been the one.
You have been the one for me.


That's a James Blunt song, I saw him perform this morning for Good Morning America, I think. It's an awesome song, so I thought I'd share.

Ching fixed the layout. This is not what I had intended but I do believe it's much prettier. Leave it to Ching to impose her artistic opinion on you when you've no other choice because you can't read CSS. Hahahahahaha! To top it off she started trying to teach me. Nooooooo! Geez! Is she starting to sound like Dad or what? I kept hearing, "It's time you learn." What a nightmare. The only out I had was that I had brought pecan tarts home that morning and she would stop talking everytime she shoved one in her mouth. Sweet deal though, huh? Pecan tarts bought me a new layout.

Oh, and I did finally get to see X3: The Last Stand. It was kickin' like the first two but a was mildly disappointed on several aspects. First the fact that this is possibly the last one, (Please God, no!) the fact the Jean Grey had to die, Rogue turned human, which in the cartoon she actually started keeping other mutants' powers permanently when she kills them so her character evolves more, and that the Angel didn't have more of a role. But I cried during the movie just like I did last time. Good job!

BTW, when did Ben Foster turn into a freakin' stud. This is unsettling. Wasn't he, like, the geeky neighbor from that old Disney series Flash Forward? Let's see...





Same kid, right? Disturbing. Is it time to start searching out all the dweebs I passed up in middle school? Surely not, I saw one of them recently and there wasn't any transformation of this caliber. And I seriously love Angel's jeans, he is a fashionable mutant. To be honest I could have picked a more close-up shot for the older Ben Foster, but it would've totally not shown his current buffness and those rocking jeans. I'm sorry I felt the world had to see.

Sing along time (remember to shake head side to side in time with beat, thank you): Ready? Click!




"Scar" MISSY HIGGINS

He left a card, a bar of soap and a scrubbing brush next to a note
That said "use these down to your bones"
And before I knew I had shiny skin and it felt easy being clean like him
I thought "this one knows better than I do"

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
He tried to cut me so I'd fit

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could've gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

So the next one came with a bag of treats, she smelled like sugar and
spoke like the sea
And she told me don't trust them, trust me
Then she pulled at my stitches one by one, looked at my insides clicking
her tongue and said
"This will all have to come undone"

A triangle trying to squeeze through a circle
She tried to blunt me so I'd fit

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?

I think I realized just in time, although my old self was hard to find
You bathe me in your finest wine but I'll never give you mine
'Cos I'm a little bit tired of fearing that I'll be the bad fruit nobody buys
Tell me, did you think we'd all dream the same?

And doesn't that sound familiar? Doesn't that hit too close to home?
Doesn't that make you shiver; the way things could have gone?
And doesn't it feel peculiar when everyone wants a little more?
And so that I do remember to never go that far,
Could you leave me with a scar?
Could you leave me with a scar?


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Driving home this morning I thought, "I will change my domain name, it will expire soon! I will get new template! Mwa hahahahahaha!" Sat down in front of PC. Can't write code. Stupid! Stupid! Nyum! Nyum! Mr. Pac-Man eats all negative thoughts and I'm fine. Will go back to bed and wait for Ching to wake up, she will fix. Mwa hahahahahahah!

So real vivid like the dream goes like this - I'm running around planning my wedding with Guy A (hahahahahha....yeah, here we go again) and in the meantime somehow I end up kissing Guy B and maybe I fell asleep on my arm but everything got dizzying and I thought "now this is how it supposed to feel". Then it flashes back and it's the day of the wedding and some girl is helping me get ready and I close the door and tell her something is wrong, I'm in love with someone else.

Weird? Yeah. WTF!?! Maybe my subconscious is telling me I'm just unhappy and has nothing do it with Guy A or Guy B. Guy B is just someone that's always been there for me, so yeah if I was unhappy he'd be the first person I'd think of running to.

Oh yeah, and in my waking Guy A has just informed me he's unhappy (as well) and wants to end the relationship. I was hesistant at first but then it clicked - this is what I've been waiting for.

Crap! I have to pick up my stuff after work and I'll have to see him and depending on his mood I might bump into a violent tyrant or a begging baby. Oh, man! Maybe I should solicit some friends to drive up there with me to prevent the situation from escalating. I really don't want to be stuck anymore.

The MySpace account has been deleted for many reasons. Most importantly it frees up more time. Simultaneous blogging was getting a tad too tedious. I've signed up with Bolt.com to host my videos so hopefully I can share some with everybody soon. I already have Logan's soccer game on video at LoganCannady.Blogspot.Com which is the cutest video ever. Also in less than 2 weeks my summer classes will be starting. The classes are paid for and books are on their way. Meanwhile work is piling up so I best be cutting this short.

There's no poetry in your reason

No sentiment in your art

No passion in your sex

No true love for your heart

I cannot remedy this ailment

I'm no angel for your hell

Just another lost soul

I can only look out for myself

The weekend was hectic. I called in from work Monday. Tuesday was spent catching up. Wednesday I was caught up and I put in for a new position for a new department they're putting together. Today I have the interview for that spot. Ahhhhhh! Tomorrow is Pay Day Friday and Riverfest day (and jeans day.) Not too bad I suppose.

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What a wonderful look ahead! And work is paying us to visit the Riverfest Friday on chartered buses and all. Life is good.

After a long month of running around preparing for it, it finally came and it was a blast. Starting from the actual ceremony, a tiny get together at Old Chicago and the much anticipated house party the whole weekend rocked. I'm sure the picture taking stopped aroun 8pm when most of the guests arrived and order faded away. I had fun and by the time I was double fisting a plastic cup of sangria and a plastic cup of champagne I had forgotten all about...well everything. Woohoo! Some of Ching's friends brought little pre-teens that kept singing YMCA over and over and over again through Karaoke that they actually sucked the rest of us in eventually. And at one point I was in the patio thinking I had broken Dad's screen door debating on whether I should tell or not, Ray talking about "ninja-rigging" and just to finally find out it had been broken all the while and Dad already knew about it. Whew! To be hones I'm still recovering so here are the pictures fromt he ceremony and of the house before anyone got there...

That's how many hotels I'm working with and how many accounts I have to straighten out before the American Red Cross auditors get here. Yay!

On a lighter note, been sleeping so much easier lately. The secret: a bite guard to keep me from grinding my teeth, which mostly happens while creating spreadsheets at work, and a back supporter that looks more like a corset to keep me from slouching. Less back pains and less tension headaches. Of course, my back's been straight for almost 8 hours now and I'm tired. The goal is to be able to keep this on until bed time so I can get used to having good posture, even though I've been wanting to rip this dang thing off since lunch. Ugh! (Another upside though is it pushes my boobs up so all of a sudden I've got better posture and figure. Wow!)

Aside from work, I've been running around in search of Ching's grad party supplies. Mostly for drinks, but it's turned into almost a scavenger hunt. Last weekend I got a text from her saying: "Pineapple soda, mango soda, ginger ale, sprite and rainbow sherbert." What the f* is that? It's her non-alcoholic punch. But it's her party, and she earned it. But mark my words this will all end by the 14th. Okay, fine, until she gets her Masters.

What a dreary post this ended up being back to accounting - my comfort zone.

Nothing says you're at work like your message icon blinking and 13 missed calls. But regardless of the hectic work days, multiple calls from hotels that can't reconcile their own books, higher-ups that keep changing their minds on which project is priority based on which way the wind blows, and chairs that can't really be ergonomic like they claim, I can honestly say I love my job and am pretty damn good at it if I may say so myself.

As a matter of fact a GM for a hotel in Sacramento asked me to research his invoices since his books weren't matching and seemed to have misplace $9K. It was far from what I was doing at the time but I slipped it in and managed to straighten his records in two days. As a nice thank you I received from him early this week some Sacramento goodies. A Teddy Bear, a magnet, a keychain, and my coolest coffee mug ever!



So though my days have been hectic especially with the current audits that are going on, I can't really say I have it bad. Life rocks! And to top it off Ray bought me last night a pair of Nike's that he helped pick out. Everyone knows I'm not big on athletic gear so I didn't really know what kind of shoes would fit what I was trying to accomplish - walking, running, aerobics, work-out, and looking good. And he's planned a tentative trip full of gambling for me this Cinco de Mayo. Yeah Ray!