Stupid Dog & Stupid Jeans!

Tibor does this thing in his crate that sounds like he squishes himself as far as he can to the back of his crate and then runs full speed at the door to crash into it and make as much noise as possible. In reality I'm sure he's just pawing at the crate door but at 4am it sounds like a stampeding elephant. The other night Tibor was doing this so Bryan caved in and let him out and I woke up to seeing Tibor laying on a pile of my clothes on the floor. There's nothing like waking up to see your dog snuggling up to your bra. I was hoping that this was only going to be a one-time thing but last night the dog was freaking out! It sounded like a herd of stampeding elephants...and it went all night long. I was ready to kill the dog. We did not give in last night because I don't want him to think every time he tries to murder his crate door we'll let him out. Needless to say I got very little sleep last night and was not happy with the pup this morning. I refused to speak to him or pet him and he knew he was bad and he knew I was mad. We'll see if my silent treatment towards the dog makes him realize that banging on the crate door is bad and he'll stop...yeah, right.

Now for a change of subject...can someone please tell me why I continue to buy jeans at Old Navy! They rarely fit right and are almost always very uncomfortable. I went to the Old Navy a couple days ago to buy some new fat shirts and decided to try on some jeans since I was there. I put on a pair and they fit so I bought them. This is always a bad way to buy jeans. I never take into account how the jeans look on me or their comfort level; I automatically think they fit. Buy them. I now regret my jeans buying decision because they are sooo uncomfortable, I am seriously contemplating just taking off my pants and hoping no one says anything. Stupid ill-fitting Old Navy jeans! I need to have a serious talk with the person or persons who designs these jeans. I don't know why all their jeans seem super tight on my thighs and huge on the waist, apparently my body is not the correct shape. I hate pants...

Costume Idea

Men I would marry III
Originally uploaded by ♥ shhexycorin ♥

I think this should be Bryan's next Halloween costume. Agree???

Oops, I did it again...

I totally just spilled soda all over my desk at work. This time it wasn't nice non-noticeable Sprite Zero, ohh no... This time it was freaking Diet Mountain Dew Code Red! That's right, red! Stupid elbow knocking over sodas. I'm the reason people aren't allowed to have drinks in computer labs. Luckily I didn't get any on anything electronic but I did successfully get it all over my batch cycle, which are the papers that describe how to do my job, that's all. Now they're dyed a nice shade of pink and there's pretty much no way of hiding that. Another reason I'm lucky in this instance is I happen to be the only one in the office at the moment so no one witnessed my curses, which is always good. I wonder how long it will take for someone to notice.

Ahh, Poop.

For those of you who may or may not know, Tibor went through a phase of eating his own poop. This was so not cool in my book and as far as I know, or rather hoping, he is no longer eating his poop. Why bring this up then? Because I often discuss with Courtney my canine troubles and she turned me onto a blog entry written by Dooce that made me laugh my ass off! Seriously Courtney, you gotta warn a girl when you send her e-mails she may read at work. It was so hard trying not to laugh out loud. I thought I was going to explode. The comments people made were so funny. I actually had to stop reading a few times and calm down. I've decided that poop is pretty much one of the funniest words ever because I'm apparently twelve years old. This entry actually made me not feel so bad that Tibor was a closet poop eater. Apparently this is a very normal dog thing to do. It's still not ok of course and I've now resorted to spraying Tibor in the mouth with bitter apple spray whenever I catch him eating poo then spraying the poo with bitter apple because the stuff we got to put on Tibor's food was not curbing the poop eating; I actually think it encouraged his eating of poo. It's been over a week now since I've caught the pup eating poop so I chose to believe it has stopped, of course, I have been letting him be outside unsupervised more often so that could be why too. In any case, let the dog lick you at your own risk...

Now moving on to non-poop matters...

This photo is officially the most viewed photo on my Flickr account. I don't get it. It's my toes! People are weird about feet. I actually think this is one of my worst 365 Days pictures, maybe people are looking at it in disgust but I've gotten very positive comments on it. Again, I just don't get it. The pictures I think aren't very good people seem to love and the ones I love people seem to think are crap. It's quite fascinating actually. I've gotten a lot of positive feedback on this photo as well:

Again, I don't get it. I did this one real quick because I was tired and didn't want to try and be creative but it's gotten a lot of views and people seem to like it. I just think it's weird.

I've also joined a new group in Flickr called Hit, Miss or Maybe in which you post a photo and three people rate it on whether or not they like it. At first, I thought it would be kind of cool but now I'm having second thoughts. I just can't feel bad if someone doesn't like my picture and I'm afraid someone is going to say I hate your pictures because you're ugly and then I'll have to go crawl into a corner, get into a fetal position, and rock back and forth sobbing and that may look a little weird at work. I'm going to give it a try though and see what happens. Here's the first photo I put up:

It's already gotten one Maybe and one Miss so I guess I don't have to cry yet. See, I love this picture but people don't seem to like it as much. I guess it is kind of funky. I was playing around with a photo editor on this one maybe people just don't like that as much. Who knows? Would it be better had I have put some feet in there?

One Month Work-iversary!

Tibor vs. Hose
Originally uploaded by cdud758

I've officially been working for one month today! Go me!
Also, I just love this picture of the Tibor. We introduced him to the hose for the first time yesterday and it was pretty hilarious. We also went and bought him a kiddie-pool; I can't wait for pool-time fun!

Just Not My Day...

I got a fun little scare/wake-up call this morning and I also learned that the fire alarm in our office is right above my head. There I was, innocently working away when all of a sudden a REALLY, REALLY LOUD noise rang out from above. It totally scared the crap out of me! So the office had to evacuate and wait outside and I got fond or not-so-fond flashbacks of high school fire alarm drills; everyone standing outside not knowing what's going on, the one loner standing there by themselves, all the clicks standing with each other, ahh, the memories... After probably about ten minutes we got to go back inside and strait back to work. I have no idea why the alarm went off and me thinks there's a good chance I probably never will.

On anther note, my Wednesday night class is in the worst classroom ever! Why the crap is an advanced management class in the freaking architecture building!? The seats are so uncomfortable, this will ensure the hellishness of my Wednesday nights. This is going to be a looooooooooong semester, "sigh."

Also, I forgot to put my wedding ring on today; I feel naked...

Also, my hair looks REALLY dumb today...

Also, I miss my smelly lotions...

Dermatological Fun!

If you haven't guessed already yesterday I went to my first ever dermatologist visit and I have to say it was...awkward... Having some dude gently touch your face that isn't your husband is kinda weird. I'm not saying the Doc was weird or anything just the situation, especially when the poor guy had to touch my nasty legs! First of all I had to apologize to him in advance for the condition of my legs and he replies "why are they hairy or something?" and I quietly reply, "yes..." His response makes me think I was not the first lady to come into his office with furry legs. I wasn't kidding either, I haven't shaved my legs since I went to Hawaii in December, sorry if I'm bordering on TMI here. :p

So I had to pull up my pant legs and flash my nice white, hairy, hive-ridden legs so the Doc can check it out but he wanted to get the full leg experience so he proceeded to take off my shoes and my socks for me, which again, having a dude other than my husband do that was a little weird but whatever, he's a doctor, right? That automatically makes any probing or prodding of my body ok... Anywho, now the poor guy gets the nasty leg & the nasty feet to enjoy, at least I recently got a pedicure.

The diagnosis? I'm apparently having an allergic reaction to something. Since I haven't been using anything different on my skin I now have to cease and desist on using anything on my skin except for the ointment that he prescribed me. Even make-up! I have to go a full week with no make-up, ugh, it's gonna be scary. I'm gonna have horrifying 365days pictures...

All in all I think I had a successful dermatologist visit and hopefully my face will soon stop feeling like a consta-sunburn.

After my fun little visit I decided to celebrate my acquisition of ointments by stopping off at the bookstore on my way back to work and get myself a S'mors Luna Bar and a Sprite Zero. When I got back to the office I was so excited about my soda that I was not cautious of the opening of the soda and it exploded everywhere! Not a quite little explosion that you can hide and discretely clean up the mess before anyone notices, but a huge loud, the whole office heard explosion! My boss totally turned around and gave me a 'snuh?' face. It was a touch embarrassing... I then had to go do the walk to shame to procure myself some paper towels to clean up my huge mess. I will now be much more cautious of opening sodas from here on out.

cyanbc

According to my mother this mysterious
'cyanbc' that has been commenting on some of my posts is none other than my little brother Kenny! If this is true than, awesome! :) For those of you who do not know my brother is currently residing in Japan for school. My mom was lucky enough to go visit him recently for two weeks, which I was totally jealous of. Bryan and I couldn't go because we had just bought a house and a trip to Japan is expensive! When my mom returned she had a plethora of photos but this one of my brother was one of my favorites. Apparently he won all those various toys from some ball-type game that is their version of gambling or something like that. Maybe if my brother reads this post he can let us know how he won all this booty. :)

Computer, Hate!

I don't know what I've done to upset the computer gods but my computer has yet again died! WTF!? Why!? Why, does this keep happening!? Are all the computer parts of the world revolting against me? You may say, "ohh it can't be that bad." You think so, huh? Well get this... Probably not even six months ago my computer starts acting up and being crappy and Bryan decides it's probably the video card so we set out on an adventure to procure a new fancy video card. In all our video card glory we neglected to make sure the video card is compatible with my motherboard. It wasn't. Now we had to go on a motherboard adventure and thus other adventures involving sound cards, RAM, power supplies, etc. At this point I've pretty much gotten a new computer. Ok, that's fine. Now I have a new computer that runs awesome.
At this point I must have upset the iPod gods because my Shuffle started up with me. So Bryan does some research on the Internets and finds someone having a similar issue that solved it by unplugging the mouse from the computer and plugging it back in, easy enough. Little did I know that the computer gods and iPod gods have been plotting against me and when Bryan went to unplug the mouse something shorts and everything gets fried! I mean everything! The motherboard, my hard drive, video card, everything! Lame!
So we set out for more computer parts adventures and we have to basically get me a whole new computer. Ok, fine, I can't do much about it and now my iPod works and the computer works good, all is well. Little did I know that the computer gods were merely waiting for their time to strike...apparently that was last night. That's right folks, my computer would not even start! Bryan thinks my power supply has died but I'm certain that means everything is now broken again. What the hell?
So Bryan's going to go buy me a new power supply and I pray to thee all-powerful computer gods to have mercy on my computer soul and let this please work. In the last three months I've pretty much gone through three computers. Maybe I should just take a hint and accept the fact I'm just not meant to be a computer owner. Wish me luck because if I have to freaking replace my computer for a fourth time I gonna majorly freak out!

Now changing subjects from one unpleasant thing to another...school... Apparently I have a hold on my account from the Financial Aid office because I've taken too many credit hours. This happens to a lot of people and in my case doesn't even matter because I'm not going to apply for financial aid for the summer but what makes this humorous is the fact I work in the Financial Aid office, nice... Stupid school! At least it was easy to figure out why there was a hold on my account.

Lunchtime Adventures...the horror...

To start off I would like to give my thanks. 1) Thank God I'm married! 2) Thank God for World of Warcraft! 3) Thank God for work!

So I go to the Union for lunch thinking I'll just relax, eat my sandwich, and watch some Futurama on the iPod, little did I know the horrors that awaited me.

I'm innocently sitting and watching the pod when I notice this guy walk by, look at me then walk off. He's an interesting looking fella and I notice him go over to a girl across the way and say something to her and she says something back and before I knew what hit me he's headed in a beeline strait for me! What the crap!? He comes over to me and asks me if I would like some company to eat with. So not only is some weirdo coming up to me but I wasn't even his first choice! Rude! I should have splashed my diet root beer in has eyes and been on my merry way, but no, I'm a big wuss so I say sure...

Now I don't mean this bad in any way at all but I totally thought this guy had some kind of mental illness but no, he was totally high! I can't prove this but I can usually tell. So my new friend sits down with me and we exchange names and have our chits and chats when he asks if I play video games.

Ohh but wait! Before this question he asks me if he can listen to a song on my iPod, again, me being a wuss I say sure while trying to hold back the screams. He takes my iPod and starts going at it and then asks me about video games and I of course say I play World of Warcraft and his eyes light up, he takes my headphones out of his skanky ears and we start talking WoW. Needless to say I was relieved we had this in common: 1) because I wanted him to take my headphones out of ears! I don't know where they been! 2) because when two people meet and they both have WoW in common then you can have endless discussions and I did not know what to talk about with this guy.

We talk a good half hour about the WoW then I finally say I have to get back to work but before I'm able to escape he asks me if I've found 'my special guy' and I say yeah, I'm married. Like the big ass diamond ring on my finger didn't give it away! So he proceeds to ask if it's cool we're still friends if I'm married and again, wuss, I say sure and he says we should play WoW together sometime and I say sure but he does not get any of my information probably because he was high and forgot about the conversation as soon as I was gone from his view. In any case, I now can never ever go eat at the Union ever again.

Ugh, why can't cute, charming boys come talk to me, why is it always skanky weirdos? Not that I want boys to come talk to me because if it were up to me I'd be perfectly happy sitting by my lonesome and in any case no boy is cuter or more charming than my sweet, wonderful husband. :D

When I finally successfully escaped I hauled it back to work about 15 minutes early and immediately sprayed disinfectant on my headphones.

Tibor's Famous!

Tibor is the Daily Puppy! Check it out! :)

Cats! *aahhhchoo, sniff*

Being horribly allergic to cats I can only enjoy cats from afar or via cartoon. I don't know if any of you have seen these videos yet but they are so funny. I actually haven't even watched them with sound because I always end up watching them at work but even then they crack me up. Here without further ado I give you Simon's Cat in 'Cat-man-do' and 'Let me in!'. If you would like to enjoy more cat hilarity I would suggest checking out Tomato Nation her cats are so funny. My personal favorite post of hers is 'Away In A Mayo'. I laughed so hard after reading it, the best part is the last paragraph. Enjoy!

Kevin Bacon's Teaching My Step Class!

Ok, it's not really Kevin Bacon but the dude looks just like him! He's like a little, buff version of Kevin Bacon, I kind of want to take him around everywhere with me and keep him in my pocket. I'm totally twice as big as he is!

I was nervous going to this step class yesterday because I was worried I'd do something stupid and embarrass myself, which I did, so I guess I'm home free now, right? I hope so. Due to the class being a step class you had to put together this step-like apparatus and in the middle of the workout I totally knocked mine over and had to stop and put it back together while trying not to get kicked in the head by the people around me. Then later on in the class I was clearly having a hard time keeping up so "Kevin" asks me if I was doing all right, nice... That step crap is hard! Is that what working out is supposed to be like? I couldn't breathe by the end of it and a couple of times I thought I was going to pass out - just goes to show how horribly out of shape I am.

Tonight I'm going to try and make the cardio/strength combo class, I hope we don't have to use weights I will surely embarrass myself then.

I swear someone is messing with my chair every night. Every morning when I come in I have to adjust the height because my feet barely touch the ground, what's the deal?