things that I know about myself...

- I like cheese
- I like to play outside, but only when I am actually in shape and can
enjoy it. Otherwise it feels like work, not play. So, I have some
"work" to do so I can play
- I like music. No, I love music. Love love love music.
- I am completely unable to pass up the opportunity for a good concert or show.
- I am more unable to, even when faced with severely depleted funds,
hold back with the the use of my all powerful credit card to purchase
high dollar tickets to a 3 day music festival that has a lineup so
fantastic I almost hurled.

Talk amongst yourselves. And check out the lineup...cause we are going
now that I have purchased tickets. ;)

http://2009.aclfestival.com/

~ beckbee

whatcha whatcha whatcha want???

oh man...

So I started doing this eat slow and only when you're hungry stuff.
And its working. But today, I was sorta distracted at lunch and didn't
pay attention to my eating time and I just absentmindedly ate...I
ended up eating WAY too much and now I am miserable.
Pure-d misery.

Sigh. I need to detox from food.

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

What is w00t?

Today, something great happened. Some documents got back to me earlier
than expected.
I was pumped. So, I said w00t!
Someone had to ask, "What is w00t?" And it made me smile.

We miss ya, Mattie...

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

reasons to be OVER 24

**** Some possible spoilers if you aren't caught up...or it just
might confuse you...

- they made Tony a bad guy again (BOOOOOO)
- they keep killing off good characters and aren't using the ones I
like the most (where the hell are Chloe and her man? HUH??)
- now Jack is having convulsions, how is he gonna save the damn world
if he is shaking violently and can't think straight. (btw, I hope he
kicks Tony's ass)
- the red head chick, FBI whatever her name is Renee or something,
annoys me...I kinda want to punch her in her pointy little face (and
she is still wearing that stoopid bandaid on her neck...puh leeze)
- I don't like the role they put Janeane Garofolo (sp?) in...I mean,
where's her sassy nature? They really lost alot of her value by
removing any/all of her comic genius (not that 24 is all about the
comedy...but still....)
- I don't think I like the president anymore either. She keeps getting
pushed around. And her daughter is a whore. (yeah, I said it!!)
- it IS stressful. the US is always under siege. doesn't anything good happen?
- WHY did Jack's daughter leave? I would be all like "I don't care, I
am donating my stem cells...if you don't want 'em fine, but that's
what I am doing you selfish wanker!" (ok, maybe not, but she shoulda
told him about the grandkid...who looks just like him...without cell
phone. I bet her/his first word is "dammit!")

Anyways, that's all I have to say about that. :) Can't wait till next
week of course. Gotta see how Jack saves everyone....

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

ok more...

Of a Series of Projects - DJ Ztrip and DJ P (waffle house!)
I've Got My Love to Keep Me Warm - Ella Fitzgerald
El Wahrania (Spirit Caravan) - Sofian Rouge
Music of the Night - Phantom of the Opera (Andrew Lloyd Weber - and
don't hate me, performed by Gerard Butler)
anything by Muddy Waters...too many individual great songs to pick
one...I can jam out to them all day...
Moorea - Gipsy Kings (who wants to dance and cook and drink wine with me??)
Two Hearts - Chris Isaak
State of Love and Trust - Pearl Jam (Singles SNTK - one of the best
soundtracks EVER...Cameron Crowe is pure, unadulterated genius)
Karmacoma - Massive Attack
El Cri - Jesse Cook (oh goodness, he might freak out if he read this,
but this song to me is so appropriate for New Moon...)
Lie in our Graves - Dave Matthews Band
New Orleans Instrumental - REM

Ahhhh...I got alot of work done and jammed out like a true music junkie :)

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

songs I love...

- Cantique de Jean Racine by Gabriel Faure (performed by The Choir of
New College Oxford)

- Memories are Made of This - Dean Martin

greatness on my Ipod while I work on a Saturday :)

in an effort to not be derailed on DAY 2....

I am trying to get back into the saddle of the fabulous weight loss
program, Naturally Slim. Today is day 2 of my unofficial start in the
program**. To call it a weight loss program isn't really fair, even
though that is the main attraction to it. The whole thing is pretty
much set up to where you can eat whatever you want, and still lose
weight. It sounds insane and illogical, but the science and psychology
behind the plan is pretty solid. I did really well with it a year ago,
but just kinda lost my motivation to stay true to it and then stopped
losing. It isn't a hard program, and honestly, I only gained a few of
the 22 lbs I lost back. So...to me, that is a testament to the plan.

Right now, my biggest struggle is keeping away from sugar. While I
don't consider myself a sugar-holic, it is extremely difficult in my
office to avoid it. We have a cookie baking oven here...they make
cookies EVERY DAMN DAY. And to top that off, people just bring in
sweets to be sweet. One of our borrower's brought us a double
chocolate cake, because she was happy with the way her loan went and
happens to be a pastry chef. So, I have this gorgeous...unbelievably
amazing smelling cake right behind my desk. And its staring at me. I
am just gonna wait till everyone gets a piece and its all gone, then
throw the box away!

Here's the deal. The Naturally Slim dealio doesn't say "you can't eat
cake". It says to eay when you are hungry...and greatly encourages
cutting down on sugar intake for a variety of reasons. Essentially,
if I wanted a piece of cake, I should eat it WITH my meal, instead of
after. Like I said, it all makes sense...but its hard to embrace that
faxt when I don't wanna see a piece of chocolate cake run by me. Of
course...if I do really well, maybe I will treat myself (when I am
actually hungry and its time to eat) to something decadent like
cheesecake or that yummy cinnamon cream cake from Corner Bakery.
There will always be some kind of treat waiting for me...so I just
have to bide my time. :) And I can split the next dessert I reallllly
want with someone I lurve....like Mike, or CJ or YOU!!!

** My official start will be April 28th! First class of the new
session and I am gonna GO! Woot!!!

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

satisfaction

the grim kind, in knowing that someone who annoyed you ALSO annoys
others...and those others are not as shy in telling the annoying one
that their selfishness is beyond acceptable. I don't like to see
anyone get publicly lambasted...well, ok...occasional mockery on the
Daily Show is entirely too satisfying, but I don't like seeing people
hurt, even if they are assholes.
--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

satisfaction

The grim kind, in knowing that someone who annoyed you ALSO annoys
others...and those others are not as shy in telling the annoying one
that their selfishness is beyond acceptable. I don't like to see
anyone get publicly lambasted...well, ok...occasional mockery on the
Daily Show is entirely too satisfying, but I don't like seeing people
hurt, even if they are assholes. So, I get a dose of "yeah, you
deserve that" and a "damn, lay off 'em" at the same time. Hard to
balance, eh?

~ Becky

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

best quote all day

"If you are wanting to shop at Dick's Sporting Goods online, do not go
to www DOT dicks DOT com. This is NOT the website for the store. I am still
x'ing out of windows and I am sure I will be escorted out of the
building at any moment."
~ Unnamed Coworker

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown

some days...it feels like this...

"This next poem is called, 'An Open Apology to the Aliens Who Abducted
Me and on Whom I Inflicted Great Pain While Having a Panic Attack
Aboard the Mothership' - autobiographical"

:)

morning of weird

I realized, as I drove away from my house this morning, that I was
dangerously low on gas. I checked my "how far can I go before my car
dies" digital display and it indicated I had about 13 miles. There is
a gas station on Coit, sorta on my way, that has cheap gas...so I
decided to go there. After pulling into the station and going through
the credit card scans and nozzle placing, a guy with a thick accent
comes up and starts to wash my windows. Trying to be nice, I say "oh
no thank you, I don't want my windows washed". (I had to say want,
because if I said "need"...we might have ended up in an argument over
the caked on Bar H dust I still have yet to clean off my car from this
past weekend) He said "is ok, is ok". I shook my head and continued
trying to get the pump to work so I could bolt. The pump would not
work, so I went inside and asked the guy behind the counter if there
was a magical trick involved. He said no...but apparently you DO have
to jam the nozzle in to your gas tank hole incredibly hard so the
anti-smog gremlins can get the fumes. Sigh. Fine. I go back out and
the guy is still trying to washing my windows. He says something to me
I can't understand and I again shake my head and say "No thanks, I
don't WANT my windows washed....and, I have no cash". So the guy
starts digging around in his pockets and pulls out some coins. I am
beyond confused. Is he trying to give ME money, or is he trying to
indicate in a not-so-subtle way that I am an idiot and don't know what
money is? Finally, I get the pump to work and crank out $10 worth of
gas (not as much as I could have gotten a few months ago...grr!) I
place the nozzle back in its nasty holder and close up the gas tank
and tell the guy, STILL washing my windows "goodbye, I have to go". At
the same time, an interesting looking lady who I am assuming frequents
that gas station often, got out of her car and said "No Abdul, the
lady said she doesn't want her windows cleaned." He shrugged and
shuffled off. Where was this woman fifteen minutes ago? Argh. Getting
back in my car, I am unable to resist the urge to check all my pockets
and purse and belongings. How paranoid am I? Well...knowing that there
have been so many car-jackings and weird muggings lately, I think I am
just paranoid enough.

More weirdness: I get to work and unload all of my stuff. I am proud
because I brought my breakfast (instant oatmeal, a banana, and a
little serving of milk). I get my oatmeal fixed up and ready to eat
and pour myself a nice cup of coffee. I bring it all back to my desk
and begin to pour a bit of my milk in the coffee....and little chunks
appear. BOOO. Ok, so maybe the coffee is SO hot it immediately cooked
the milk? No. There are chunky bits of whatever floating in my
milk...and the expiration date is like 5 days away. Ugh. So now I
need more coffee and my oatmeal is getting cold. I got a new cup of
coffee, chunked the nasty milk and half of the oatmeal.

Things are ok so far now... :)

--
"Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from
bad judgment." - Rita Mae Brown