How often do you hide stuff in bushes?! February 9, 2010

Yet again, the complex I live in is weird, very weird. Here is yet another reason why:

On our walks my dog has been very sniffy. No, not the sniffles, though he has had a runny nose off and on for a while now, but he has recently become obsessed with sniffing everything! Like every single miniscule leaf on each shrub, each piece of mulch, every square millimeter of everything we pass on our walks. ***”Why is she droning on about her dog? This has nothing to do with why her complex is weird, but more about why she is weird!” you may be thinking, but trust me, it matters*** So while he was obsessively sniffing everything in sight, I noticed a large pair of rubber boots/goloshes/rain boots (whatever you call them) in the bushes. They are large, and the whole pair is there- so it’s not like some kid lost one or something. I mean, maybe a kid could lose one of his/her shoes, I sure did lose a lot of things. And I mean, really, how many adults lose their shoes outside, which is why I would be willing to overlook it if it were a child’s boot. But no, these are big people shoes. And two of them! They have been there for about a week now. They aren’t by an apartment in particular, just in the bushes. So it is not like someone didn’t want to bring muddy shoes inside (every apartment has a balcony anyways, just take them off, set them on the balcony), and its not like rain boots would not be helpful right now, it is raining! Anyways, I find it weird.

Then today was I was walking my dog, and as he was taking forever sniffing who knows what, I was looking around and I spotted a gardening glove in a different bush. One of those with the grippy stuff on the palm side. It was pink and soaking wet. Then further down the way, I encountered yet another glove! This one was dark brown and looked more like one someone wears for warmth, not gardening. While gloves are more commonly lost than a pair of large rainboots, I still found this odd. I mean, we live in a complex that has groundspeople to maintain and keep up with the plants and such here. But they haven’t been around in quite sometime.

So yes. I live with a bunch of people that are unable to keep up with anything. I mean, I know I lose a lot of stuff, but I mean, it just seems like there is a lot of random lost articles around the complex. See, this is a weird place!

I didn’t mean it!! February 8, 2010

I think my body hates me. I have written about my random lip swelling. In that post I was joking around about how it only happened to one lip or the other, but not both. Well, last night I got what I said very sarcastically that I wanted. I met a friend at a coffee shop to sit down and go over notes for our test today, and I got that familiar tingle in my lower lip. She has had autoimmune issues, and since my lower lip was ballooning before her, we talked about it for a bit. I again laughed about how it was just one or the other lip, but never both, and how it would be fun to see how I’d look with a full pout, not a half one. Well, as time went on, my lower lip felt like it kept getting bigger and bigger. It was starting to get really uncomfortable, she asked if I wanted to leave early because my lip was looking pretty big. There was no mirror around, so I couldn’t see it, and I said I was fine and didn’t need to go. Shortly after that, I started to get the tinglely feeling in my upper lip. What?? Both lips at the same time?! After a little while longer, my lower lip was starting to get really uncomfortable, and I didn’t have any Benadryl or other antihistamine on hand, so we wrapped up the study session and left.

When I got into the car, I looked into the mirror, and just about had a heart attack~ My lower lip was enormous! And red!!! Not only was the lip swollen, but it was swollen down my jaw and half way to my chin was swollen. Think of that scene in the Nutty Professor when Eddy Murphy’s lip gets really huge.. Not to mention the top lip had started to swell as well. I call Dad to tell him about it, and it was even difficult for me to talk. When I got home and I got a glass of water to take my Benadryl, I had a really hard time trying to drink the water. For awhile both lips kept getting bigger, and the bottom one became very sore due to the swelling of the skin, quite an awful, awkward stretching feeling. After about four hours, an Allegra, and four Benadryls later, the swelling had started to subside. I was so so sleepy, and having a hard time concentrating on studying, so I went to bed around 11.

Around two this morning, I woke up and felt something funny in my mouth, but was not sure what it was. It took me a minute to realize what it was, my tongue! My tongue had swollen. Well that initiated a panicked call to Dad. Not only was my tongue swollen, but the insides of my cheeks, as well as my lips. Not okay. I do not have an EpiPen around, because I have never had a reaction like this before in my life. So I took a few more Benadryl, another Allegra, and was terrified to fall asleep, because I didn’t want to have my throat to swell in my sleep. Plus while laying down, the fluid has a harder time to leave my face, so I sat propped up in my chair with my notes, trying to calm down. I was freaked out! I made some calming tea, told myself I would not look at myself in the mirror again, and I managed to doze in my chair for about an hourish.

When it was time for me to leave my apartment to go take my test, I was going on about 4 hours of sleep and 8 Benadryl. Awful! I am not sure how I was able to stay awake. But I made it to the test, and finished it My mouth was still swollen, but not badly swollen. After the test, I went to see a doctor.

On my way there, I looked in the mirror, and both my lips were still swollen, but it was a good swollen. They looked, nice, full, pouty, and had a lovely reddish hue. I put on a little lip gloss, and they looked fantastic! I know. I know. This really isn’t a joking matter, but they did look really nice! I would consider getting collagen injections/plumping injections in my lips… I liked the pouty look LOL! But the doctor said it may be angioedema, great… We don’t know what the trigger is, so that means I can’t do anything to avoid it. Not assuring at all. But hey, 24 hours later and my lips are back to their thin-selves. They are quite sore, they feel bruised, but they are back to normal size. Hopefully, this won’t happen again. I will try to post the picture of my lip that I took on my phone, but I don’t know how to upload pictures from my phone… I will look into it.

One woman’s garbage (bag) is another’s treasure?! February 5, 2010

Today during class, my friend was looking something up on her phone, sniggering. She then leaned towards me with her phone extended and told me to look at what she found. I quickly glance and this is what I saw:

I look over at her and ask if it was what I think it was. She has a smile on her face and nods her head. A garbage bag bag!?! I look more closely and not the name plastered on the side… Louis Vuitton. Wow… Apparently it is made of a coated canvas, I think it kinda looks like patent leather, either way it’s better than thin plastic, I suppose. But hey, it is waterproof! And you can remove the shoulder strap and carry it just like a regular garbage bag, talk about versatility! Personally, I would not recommend removing the strap, for this simple reason… What if you were leaving home, and you wanted to take the trash out at the same time? You would have to be very careful to make sure you did not throw away the wrong bad! I mean, how embarrassing would that be?! If you were needing to get your wallet out of your purse, you hoist the bag up, open it, reach your hand in, and pull out some nasty garbage. Embarrassing and nasty! Something to ponder…

But I mean, to each their own. It is clever, and I guarantee that there will be plenty of people that end up buying the Raindrop Besace. Truthfully, I wish I could think of something like this, put my name on it, and sell it for approximately $2000. But then again, my name isn’t Louis Vuitton. And if I could fork over the $2000 for this bag, I would probably get it just for the novelty and to see what others would say to me about it

No news is not good news!! February 5, 2010

I will not think about when the BB 9650 will be released. I will not think about when the BB 9650 will be released. I will not think about when the BB 9650 will be released. I will not think about when the BB 9650 will be released. I will not think about when the BB 9650 will be released. I will not think about when the BB 9650 will be released!

Shit! I thought about it! Grr!!! Last night I was able to go out with some friends, and that kept my mind off of it. But now today, it is a cold, nasty, rainy Friday! And to make it worse, it is a cold, nasty, rainy Friday with no news about that which must not be named!!! I seriously need a hobby or something else to take up my time. Studying just won’t cut it, and part of the reason why I am constantly on my computer refreshing the screen and learning nothing worthwhile is to procrastinate. I mean, who wants to study?! This lack of information is so frustrating!! People know things, but just aren’t talking! And while I understand that they prob don’t want to jeapordize their jobs over something like this, fully understand, I just don’t get the deal about flat out lying about its existence!

In efforts to not dwell on it, I have made a promise to myself that I can’t sit at the computer and constantly search for any new info, because there isn’t any! I am only allowed to check my sites pertaining to the BB 9650 every 2 hours at most, and I am just allowed to look at each site once. This is my way to help keep myself from obsessing, which I am prone to do. ***I find this compulsion to search/look for info regarding this phone because I have a very non-addictive personality. I can pick something up, do it for awhile, but then when I am done, I am done.*** So, hopefully, there will be sort of word this weekend. If not, then a week from today, Friday 12th, I will be going to Verizon and picking up the “Smokey Violet” Curve 8530. I would like to get the Tour 9630, but I am a bit leary of the trackball, and have read way too many terrible things about it. I really just can’t afford to wait much longer. My poor little phone just doesn’t have a lot of life or functionality left in it. I don’t want to be stuck without a phone waiting on one that will seemingly never be released.

Birds of a feather!! February 5, 2010

My group of friends and myself went out to a Mexican restaurant for dinner last night with at lot of girls from school. Everyone was sitting around talking and having a good time. We showed up late, as usual, and were able to grab some seats at the end of the table. On the way to the restaurant we were in the car talking about how much we like Mexican food when the subject of margaritas was brought up. It was decided that we would split pitchers, seeing as you get much more booze for your buck!

So we get to the restaurant, grab our seats, and order a pitcher for us. As our drinks come, we start to settle in, take off jackets, get comfy, and look around at the other girls there. We were pretty much the only ones drinking, and the only ones that order a  pitcher. In the end we had two pitchers, between five girls, not that much, but still way more than the others. We all noted this and started to laugh about it. There seems to be a reoccurring theme when we go out with others. We are always either the ones that order drinks when no one else does, or the ones that order the most drinks.

In fact, one of the first times we all hung out together at the beginning of the school year last semester. One Tuesday night, within the first two weeks of classes, a large group of girls got together to go eat sushi. A sort of get together and get to know each other deal, which are usually kinda awkward because the majority of us didn’t know the others too well, or at all. [B] was in town, and I was able to bring him which was nice. As it happens [B] and I were late, we got lost ***I am always late, but since moving here this has become even worse due to me getting lost constantly and having no clue about where I am and where I need to be.*** So [B] and I sat down at the end of the table. I had been out to eat with two of the girls once the weekend before, but I didn’t know them well at all, and the girl across from me I didn’t know at all.

To start of dinner, [B] and I got a drink each and ordered a bottle of sake to split. The girls I was sitting with also ordered wine and sake. We started drinking waiting for our food to come, and we ended up passing the sake bottles around trying the different types. After my first glass of wine was gone, I said that I was going to get another. The girl next to me said that she wanted one as well, and we decided it would be better if we just got a bottle. Which we did, split between three of us. As we were finishing up the meal, someone mentioned sake bombs, and by that point we really were up for pretty much anything. We were talking, laughing, carrying on, and having a great time. So when we order the round of sake bombs, I notice that some of the girls at the other end of the table are looking at us kinda in an odd manner. None of them were drinking, and well, we obviously were. This was made more obvious by the fact that it was so segregated. It makes me laugh because this segregation was not intentional at all, it just happened.

And yes, when we go out now, we are still the ones to do this. It’s pretty funny, and always makes us laugh. I guess sometimes people have a kind of sense about others, and they just naturally fall into groups that like themselves. I think after that first night, we knew that we would all get along just well.

When life hands you lemons, eat them!! February 4, 2010

I was making a grocery list today in class. I often do this when I am bored, but I generally lose the list and have to remake one. But today as I was sitting there thinking of what I have been eating a lot, and what I want to buy more of, I came to the realization that I have been eating a shit load of lemon stuff. Like lemon pepper on tuna, chicken, pasta, and veggies. I had a bottle of lemon pepper marinade that I have gone through, I put it on a piece of chicken and bake it. I put lemon juice in everything! I put it on rice, in my water, in my tea, on my pasta, on veggies, meats, in soups, practically everything!  I’ve even started drinking lemonade while eating my lemony foods.I mean, is it normal for a single person that eats out a couple of times a week to go through a large (the biggest bottle, actually) bottle of lemon juice in like a week and half?!

I know that I like lemon flavored things. I love the yellow Starburts and Skittles! Also, I am in love with LemonHeads! [B] recently got me a three pound bag, heaven!!!! It is great liking lemon flavored stuff, people generally don’t like the yellow candies as much as the other flavors, and they are usually quite willing to give you the yellows. But I was thinking, maybe my love of lemon is becoming too much. Plus, I am just noticing it. But now that I have thought about it, I am always running out of lemon juice and lemon pepper… They are usually on my grocery lists. I can’t even drink water anymore without have either a slice of lemon or some lemon juice in it!

The thing is, I don’t even really like super sour stuff! I don’t prefer sour candy, and I have a very bad pucker factor. But for some reason I can’t get enough of those lemons! I don’t know. I guess it is kinda weird, and I don’t really understand how this evolved, but here it is, I am obsessed with lemons!

Searching for 9650!! February 4, 2010

Annnnnndddd still no news on the BB 9650!!! The Verizon people responding on Twitter have been making little, we’ll let you know when we get new phones, we’ll keep you posted, blah, blah, blah!!!! How about they either say yes, it is coming or no, it is not coming. GRRRAAAHHHHH!!! So yeah, severe frustration and annoyance.

My dad got an angry phone call from me about the bitch that I encountered at Verizon. I guess he was feeling bad for me; I mean, getting this worked up over a phone, constantly checking websites, forums, anything just trying to find out when I can get the phone!! So my dad being the great dad he is, called Verizon. I didn’t find this out until he called me later sounding quite pleased with himself. He said he was on the phone with someone from Verizon for a long time, and he can get me the phone that I have been wanting. WHAT?!?!?! I was flabbergasted! Then he said he could even get me a purple one. Purple?… The Tour isn’t purple, it is black. The Curve is purple. I say as much to my dad, and he says that the lady told him that this was the new BB. Needless to say, I was quite touched and very thankful that my dad went through so much effort to figure this out for me. I have the best dad! But I was also sad because I am still in the same position as I have been. I felt bad having to tell Dad that, no this was not the phone I’ve been salivating over, and that no he should not call the lady back right now and get it. I really appreciate how much my dad does, and how he goes out of his way to try to help me. While this doesn’t have any valid information in it, I thought it was so great of my dad to do this for me, and I wanted to write about it. So thank you very much, Dad. Love you!

Customer service, please?! February 3, 2010

Still no news on the BlackBerry 9650, just to explain my mood.

I went to Verizon today to talk with a customer service rep, please note: customer service, about phones (well, the BB 9650), and it was less than pleasant. I am getting to the point where I am in need of a new phone, while talking to my dad my phone mess up, yet again. I could hear what he was saying, but he couldn’t hear what I was saying. Great! So I am getting really frustrated with my phone, and really do need a new one.

So I get called to the service counter, and the woman flicks a quick glance at me and asked me how she could help. I explained that I am in need of a new phone, and that I am needing a BlackBerry for school, and I need it fairly soon, mid-February. I mentioned that I do not want a touch screen phone, and that the BB Verizon has that I like best is the BB Tour. She is listening (?) to me I think, when she looks up and asks if I said that I didn’t not want a touch screen, and I told her that was correct. She then asked if I wanted the Tour, and I said that I would like the Tour, but I really do not want a phone with a trackball, and that I had read several things online about a Tour2 coming out, which was predicted to be today. I asked her if she had heard anything about a release date, because if it was coming out fairly soon, I could hold out if there was hope that a date would be soonish. I really do only want a BB and I have heard great things about the Bold 9700, and I mentioned to her that if there was no hope of a Tour2, I was most likely going to have to switch providers to AT&T.

She responded to me (but not looking at me, of course) that she knew nothing of a Tour2 and that all the stuff on the internet and in magazines were lies. She said that people make up stuff about phones all the time, and I should not believe anything that I have seen. I then asked, just to be sure, that there was no release date then, and she made it seem like the phone didn’t even exist, and told me I may have been confused with Sprint. I told her that the rumors about Sprint getting the phone and Verizon are linked. She then looked at me and said that there is nothing about a Tour2 in the system, and I asked so it looks like I may have to get the Bold? And she said yes, looks like it. Keep in mind, my family and myself have been with Verizon for at least 8 years, this woman didn’t try to talk with me about any of the other phones or try to keep me on the Verizon network. She didn’t care, obviously. Which made me quite angry. There have been plenty of people that had gotten confirmation from in-store reps, this woman was just a giant bitch.

Which brings me to my next rant, quite seamlessly. What is it with the customer service reps that are complete and total douche bags?! You know what the hell your job was going to be when you applied for it, customer service. And yet, some of these people seem so totally put out that they have to sit, look at people, and answer their questions. That is your damn job! And I understand having a bad day, but still, it is work and needs to be kept apart from your personal life. I have had to go to work after bad breakups, I was sobbing before work, on my lunch break, had to take a 15 minute break because I was about to cry, and cried when I got home. Was I a bitch to customers? No, it was even a particularly terrible day at work too. Got yelled at by several people because of the price of their medications, there was an issue in the pharmacy drive through where a woman got mad about something and refused to move, and the cars behind her started honking. And each person that was stuck in line yelled at me for woman that refused to leave. But was I a bitch, did I ignored them, or tell them to go elsewhere?! Nope. Part of my job was to deal with customer bitching, and as long as it wasn’t over the line or offensive, I had to deal with it. There are plenty of nice, helpful service reps that are very good at what they do, and this is not directed towards them. Just the ones that act like I am a huge inconvenience. Sorry. Needed to get that out, the woman at Verizon just really pissed me off today~ that heinous bitch!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And I feel better now. Thank you.

Bitch and you shall receive!! February 2, 2010

Bitch and you shall receive! That is how I felt this morning as I was coming home from class for my lunch break. The entrance gates at my apartment complex were working! They now are closed, and have to be opened with a card or button (depends on if you wanted to shell out more money for the clicker button) for each car that comes up to one! YAY!!!! And just yesterday I was bitching about my “gated community” but now it is gated with functioning gates, for the most part. The exit gate by my building is still half broken, the one that was rammed into and removed has not been replaced yet, but I mean, at least the vast majority of the gates are properly functioning!

***Now, while I would love to take credit for the gates getting repaired (who wouldn’t want to think that in order to fix/get something one just needed to whine about it, and it was done?!) I do think that is has more to do with the fact that they have been broken for quite some time and the recent car theft.****

So in hopes of bitch and you shall receive…. I am going to bitch about my lack of a BlackBerry! I have been waiting patiently for the release of the BB 9650 for sometime now. I researched phones, I never research products normally because I am an impulse buyer, and out of the phones that are available for provider (not changing providers, I am very happy with mine) the phone that fit my needs and wants best was the BlackBerry Tour. BUT… there was a major issue with trackballs getting stuck, and I didn’t want to deal with that. So the BB9650 is trackball free with a few additional bonuses that are not on the Tour. I wanted that phone, and I NEEDED it when I first found out about it! Lucky for me, I read that the BB gurus, known for having top secret knowledge/access to phones and their release dates, predicted February 3 as the release date (or within a week from that, but were really convincing with the 3rd prediction) and in very UNtypical me fashion, I decided to wait. Wait?! Yes, I decided to wait and stalk this phone more than anything in my entire life! It is the same size as the Tour, so I bought a delightful pink case for it online, so that when I could get it on the 3rd, I wouldn’t have to settle for a shit case that I didn’t like.

I want!!!!

Well, today is the second, I have my case, money, hopes, shitty dying dumbphone, and no news or official statements on when the BB9650 will be released!!!! DAMN-IT!!!!!!!!!! I want a new phone! I actually need one too, mine has been freezing and it is out of commission until I notice and try to fix it, and if I am lucky it works after a battery pull. But I have had a few scares where the battery pull didn’t work, and it needed more time~ Not cool. So I NEED this phone! The anticipation is killing me! I want it! I have the case on my table (got all the bolts and put it together- YAY!) and it is empty :*(

This is the most research I have done before purchasing anything. My most recent car, I looked up several cars that I had seen and liked, but when I got to the car lot, I fell in love with one that I had not researched, and got it that day. When adopting my dog, I looked in the paper twice, saw an interesting ad for a pekachu(?), called the number, went to look at him, fell in love and bought him on the spot. Didn’t know what a pekachu was until I got to the birth mother’s house. Pekingese/Shih-Tzu  mix. I knew nothing about either breeds, but yet again, I had found my child, and got him on the spot no questions asked. So the fact that I have learned way more than I wanted to about phones, processors, etc. increases my wanting of this phone, because I know all about it and can’t have it! Worse yet, I don’t know when I will be able to get it~ Truly, pure, sheer murderous, sadistic torture for those that are impulse buyers. Maybe tomorrow will bring better news, if not, I apologize for what I have to blog about until I have the phone in my hand, I have a hard time focusing on anything else. HOPEFULLY (fingers and toes crossed) this bitching has worked, and it will be announced and released ASAP!

Communal living at its finest!! February 1, 2010

As I have mentioned multiple times, I live in an apartment complex. And while it is roomy (for a one bedroom/one bath), cozy, and my home for the time being, I have several complaints. I know, I know, how is it possible for one to bitch so much, but I promise, it is actually the easiest thing ever!

Now, I have launched into rants before about my asshat neighbors stomping around in the middle of the night, being a crazy rage-a-holic, and abusing their evil screeching cat by leaving it out in freezing weather so we all have to hear it whine. But this bitch session is not about completely about noisy neighbors. And I will now list the complaints in no particular order, just as they come to mind.

1. The only noise complaint, I swear (for today, hehe)- Neighbor upstairs!!! I mean come on, man! I was home all weekend, Friday night really took it out of me, and I literally spent all of Saturday in bed reading (Lesiure~ Twenties Girl by Sophie Kinsella - very awesome, my new favorite, and suggest that the world read it) and I didn’t hear him walk around much until after 12:30 am, so technically it was Sunday morning. I mean I would hear like a door slam, and some walking, but after midnight, he sure seems to get way more active. He is a stomping, pacing, very loud talker. He only does this at night though. I can hear him talking, on the phone? to someone inside? to himself? I don’t know, but damn he does talk a lot. And the entire time he is talking, he is pace-stomping all over his place. I can follow the noise and tell exactly where he is upstairs. Literally stomping with every step he takes, and I loathe each step he takes! *Have discussed with [B] and friends and have ruled everything out: he is not doing lunges- intervals between noises are too fast and regular, not doing cartwheels- noises are all even sounding and are not in sets of four, no jumping jacks- he is talking and not out of breath sounding and who does travelling jumping jacks all over apt?,

Just looked outside and literally saw man sitting on roof above walkway for building across the grass. He is wearing an all black suit, and playing on a phone, WTF?!

Any ways… back to 1. So yes, upstairs neighbor, is a skinny young Asian male, he is not heavy, i.e. should not be such a loud walker. I have taken to laying in bed staring at the ceiling praying he breaks both his ankles. Not in a malicious sort of way, but in a if they are both broken he would have a wheelchair and couldn’t stomp/or would have to be moved to a 1st floor apt kind of way… I know. I know, but I mean, every night! Really, dude?!

2. I have not been back since Christmas break for a month yet, and I have already gotten at least 5 Chinese restaurant menus shoved into my apartment, 3 of which were from the same damn place!!!!!!!! I have never called for delivery here, ever! It is a waste of paper, and it fills up my trash more quickly, so I have to go to the dumpster more! Just plain annoying to see that shit shoved in my door all the time. It sends me into a minor panic attack thinking that the apt people have decided to take action about my pet deposit (or lack there of…) and as my heart stops pounding, I am rapidly thinking of some excuse to find that what caused my mini-MI was a damn menu, AGAIN!!!! (Just got one several minutes before sitting to blog, so is fresh on mind)

3. Found another offending paper in my door today!! Not the menu, it was from the office (internal scream!) But, phew, relief, just notification that someone’s car was stolen. What?! Stolen car? Oh, wait, the owner left it running unattended. It was stolen around 7 am… Wow. Apparently, it is not only not smart to leave a car running unattended in a large city, but it is a violation of the lease here. So got a lecture from my complex about theft and such. I do feel bad for that person though. Terrible.

4. I live in a gated community community that has gates. For some reason, the gates are always open, but never broken looking. The only gate that is actually broken looking is the out gate at my exit. Funny, the first day in months that all the gates were closed, and working properly, some genius decided to ram into the exit gate and break it, in November. The broken gate was removed in December, and now it is February and the gate is still missing. And since mid November, the entrance gates have been open at all times. Maybe if the damn gates worked the restaurant people couldn’t get in and pollute my door, and maybe person from #3 would still have a car! Gives one a great sense of security!