I think I have a hand fetish.

I always look at people's hands when I meet them. I think hands can say a lot about a person. What they do for a living, if they go out in the sun, if they have good hygiene, etc. I have always done this and in fact, I have even not dated some people in the past because I didn't like the look of their hands. Maybe they had hangnails, or very long fingernails, or maybe they just didn't have a nice shape. I guess this seems a little discriminatory, but if I'm going to hold someone's hand, I want to be as turned on by that as by anything else and I think if someone has nice hands, then all the better.

OK...so I'm a gossip monger...

I try to ignore Mr. Creepy as much as I can. It isn't easy when he's talking on the phone about "oh yeah put it in deeper" or "you like that so much don't you" or "is it one of those ones made of jelly?". I have to try hard to not pay attention to something that's literally happening AT my desk...
I need to report the problem to the right people, but what if the right people aren't around when the "offense" is happening?

Almost caught...

Mr. Creepy was busily cybersexing along at his desk totally oblivious to what's going on when his WIFE comes up behind him (she works in a different deprtment...) and touched him on the shoulder. He about jumped out of his skin and quickly started minimizing and covering up what he was doing. She must be pretty PC illiterate to not know what's going on... I feel really bad for the lady.

Sometimes I think it would be cool to live in New York or some other big city. It seems like cool things happens in bigger cities.
OddTodd is always posting cool stuff that happens to him like this where some guy is just sitting on his fire escape playing his guitar and singing an old REM song. He actually kind of sounds like Michael Stipe if you think about it...

Just in case you aren't worried about the state of our "homeland security", here's an article that might change your mind.

I doubt this is a one time occurance and I'm sure people are treated this way on a daily basis! It's a very scary time for our civil liberties...

Sometimes it sucks to work in a hospital.

I hear overhead pages when someone stops breathing. I see patients have heart attacks in the middle of the lobby. I take calls where I can hear people moaning, babies crying, nurses trying to resuscitate patients.....
Today I had to listen to a scared little girl screaming for her mommy after coming out of anesthesia. The call was about 10 minutes long and I wanted to cry. Having a daughter myself, it hurts a lot to think about being in a situation like that where she was screaming for me and I couldn't help her...or worse yet, didn't even know she needed me. The person I was talking to didn't seem too concerned about it. I said "Wow it sounds like someone's having a bad day..." The only reply was "Yeah she's coming out of anesthesia..."
I don't blame her for screaming. I've never had surgery and I know that I would be pretty scared if I ever had to. I can just imagine what a small child would be feeling.
Empathy is a learned thing I guess...

Creepiness...

I am really starting to dislike Mr. Creepy...as if it was possible to like him less...
He's a sleazy moron.

Friday Five (or not)

No Friday Five this week (again).
I'm tired and I want to go home and sleep. latte latte here i come...
blah....

Cell phones are not for the electronically challenged.

Yesterday a confused old woman called me repeatedly on my cell phone. I would answer and she would say "Who's this?". I would say "You're calling me, why don't you tell me who you are?". She would say "Who IS this?". And then I would hang up. It's very annoying to answer the phone and have someone ask you who you are. Shouldn't they know before they dial the number?
Anyway, I stopped answering the phone and she left me a couple of voice mails that didn't sound too happy. She said "You had better call me back RIGHT NOW!"... I was sure she was just a confused old lady with the wrong number. I finally called her back and explained to her that she had the wrong number. Apparently she was looking for her son or something. I tried to tell her several times that I didn't know her son and she had the wrong number but she kept saying "well isn't this xxx-xxxx?" I finally told her that she should call information to try to get the right number and she said ok, what's their number?
grrrrr.....

Lazy...

Wow, it's been a while...
I'll post some in a bit...

Iraq is the eye of the storm

Here's an article that I read in USAToday. Some of the words in these blogs written by Iraqi's are very inspiring. Some are angry. One thing is clear though. The Iraqi's are ready to claim their independence and are just as frustrated with the situation as the rest of the world.

Hmmmfff

It's depressing to get a haircut that you think looks drastically different only to have NO ONE notice that you've done anything different.
I got plenty of compliments (comments?) about my hair color, but not so much as a peep about the new cut. Maybe people don't notice me as much as I think they do. That could be a good thing...

Girly stuff...

Today I'm getting my hair cut. I don't want to get much cut off of it, but it needs some layers or something so it has more movement and looks healthier I think. I am not looking forward to what the hairdresser will say when she sees that I dyed my already red hair redder. I know that the people who work in salons are not fans of you doing anything yourself (lest they be out of a job) so I'm sure I'll hear some criticisms. I think I can take it...I've gotten a lot of compliments on my new color...even if it's a tad on the too-red side...
I received my new book last night. It's called The Lucky Shopping Manual. I hate admitting that I buy things like this but sometimes I really feel that buying a girly book like this is fun and who knows, maybe I will learn a thing or two about how to get dressed in the morning. I've read just a bit of it so far and I like how they tell you what kinds of shoes to wear with skirts and what to look for when you buy tshirts and things like that. I may even do an Amazon review of it. I like this book better so far than the previous book that I got which was called The Pocket Stylist (it has an even more groan-worthy title...). I don't know why this bothers me. I don't like admitting that I don't know how to dress myself and that I think I look bad (or worse, that I need a book to tell me what every other female on the planet seems to instinctively know...). It seems to be a natural thing for most women. I've always been something of a tom-boy so doing girly things like buying books that tell you what to buy is a little outside of my comfort zone. Oh well...I need to expand my horizons...

I.S. to the rescue!

So I was in the cafeteria getting a sandwich for lunch when I saw 2 ladies struggling to open a bottle of water. I stopped to see if I could help and I was able to open it for them. They are forever grateful...

I.S....helping old ladies open bottles of water every day...for a better tomorrow!

Tired AGAIN!

Ugh...what is this that is making me so tired? I didn't skimp on sleep this weekend so what gives with the droopy eyelids and the feeling like I want to put my head down on my desk like I did in high school?
Maybe I need more vitamins...
Maybe I need more exercise...since I have taken a 2 week hiatus from my routine of 3 times a week. This is no way to keep up a resolution. There have just been other things that I needed to do.
Maybe I need to get to bed before 11:30... yeah I think that's it...curses to Food Network for keeping me up.
I have read back over the past couple of week's postings and I have to admit that I am BORING. Sorry about that. Hopefully as I keep doing this it will get more interesting.
One thing I did do this weekend is dye my hair again. It is a very deep red color now which is ok. I think it's a little too much. It'll fade in the next few days or so and I'm sure will look better.
I attempted to make gyoza last night. I think if the sink hadn't of clogged up I would have been able to do a better job but I can't control some things.
I guess all in all it was a pretty productive weekend. I hung up my blinds, did a ton of laundry, got a new branch for the hermit crabs, went shopping, changed the linens on the beds, cleaned the kitchen (which is dirty again...), and dug a huge hole in my front yard. The premise there was that I wanted to put in flower bed. Mind you, I don't have any flowers to put there yet, but I want some dahlias and maybe some tulips (my fave) or some other kind of nice flowery plant...I don't have much of a green thumb so I need to be careful that I don't get too much going.

I'm sooo tired today. I was sitting here reading the news on a web site and it felt like there were weights attached to my eyelids. I hope I'm not getting sick. Everyone in my office has had this weird cold (that I thought I had already had last week...) that knocks you out for a couple of days. Maybe I only got the short version of it? (sounds like a horrible thought to me...)
Last night I measured my living and dining room areas to find out the square footage. In all of my home improvement madness I briefly thought it would be cool to get rid of the carpet in that area to expose the original hardwood floor. I have neither the motivation or the funds to do something like that but thinking about it is fun. =)
Aside from Easter, I haven't really cooked anything lately and I really want to. Maybe I should look into that for tonight...

More later if I don't slip into a coma...

I'm in a home decorating mood lately...I dunno what's up with that. I recently purchased some really cool bamboo blinds and trying to figure out what goes with them is turning out to be harder than I thought...

This site is fun to play with when you are trying to figure out what colors look good together.

I have always been kind of a fan of Weird Al. It's very sad to hear that his parents died recently. They died together in their home of carbon monoxide poisoning. It's a very tragic accident and I hope their family is able to find peace.

Reminds me that I need to check the batteries in my carbon monoxide detector at home...

Watched the President's speech last night. It was a lot of stuttering and stumbling over answers, a lot of 'stay the course', a lot of evangelism...He said some of our troops didn't perform very well in Iraq. He said he felt "anguish" over the fact that hundreds have been killed (when a couple of months ago he was all "BRING IT ON"...contradiction?) He said he doesn't plan on losing his job in November....we'll see. I know I'm not voting for him...Here are some bumper stickers expressing my sentiments about Dubya.

I love my hair. I wish I could curl up with it and take a nap...I guess I need longer hair to do that though. Maybe I won't cut it until it reaches my ankles. I'll be kind of Crystal Gayle-like...except with red hair of course...that might be cool.

It has been brought to my attention from a very reputable source that I never fully elaborated on my trip to Philadelphia last weekend...so here goes...
It's a very cool town. I actually liked it more than New York City in someways. It was big but had more of a community type feeling? if you know what i mean and it was fairly easy to get from one part of the city to another. There were a lot of old houses and history to the city that gave it character.
The food was great in almost all of the places we dined. Of note was Upstares at Varalli's. The food there was absolutely wonderful and it had a great view of Avenue of the Arts. If you get a Cheesesteak (and who could go there without getting at least one) I recommend Jim's Steaks. It was a small simple menu, but the food was decent.
There was also a plethora of places to shop in Philly which suited me just fine because I am a firm believer in Retail Therapy. =) Check out Urban Outfitters as well as Kiehl's (I already mentioned that they make fabulous lip balm...) and many many other fine retail establishments.
If you get a chance to check out the Radisson Warwick Plaza it's definately a nice place to stay. If you get the room online it won't be nearly as expensive and sometimes you can get a deal on the Concierge Floor. The hotel was pretty close to most things and if not, was only a short cab ride away.
Philadelphia is a great place for taking pictures because of all of the great old buildings and statues they have throughout the city.
All in all this was one fabulous weekend and certainly earned the title Philadelphia Extravaganza. It was excellent company in an excellent place doing not so excellent things (well for the most part we were just tourists) but it didn't matter because it was an awesome time.

So I had 2 great weekends in a row...albeit for very different reasons...but still, how lucky can a girl get?

What a great weekend. Not terribly exciting, but I enjoyed it a lot. I had a 'home decorating and improving' mood going on this weekend in a lot of ways so I bought a new shade for my dining room window and some new pictures and things. It's amazing how a picture can really change how a room feels.
I made a fabulous brunch/dinner thing yesterday for Easter. Pork tenderloin is the easiest thing in the world to make and it always tastes super yummy. I also made a salad with tarragon leaves, shallots pickled in champagne vinegar, red and green grapes, olive oil, and goat's cheese. It was an interesting mix but very tasty. Mom made Texas potatoes which seems to be an Easter tradition and are always very yummy...
As always, my daughter made out like a bandit as far as candy goes. She got everything from a 12" chocolate bunny (which melted tragically when we left it in the car too long...melted chocolate is still yummy though) to sweet and sour SweeTart candies to Ultra Sour Warheads. I think she will have rotten teeth by the time she is 15.
The weather this weekend was gorgeous and it truly felt like spring for the first time this year. I love this time of year when you can open the windows and leave the door open and the nice smells from outside come in to air out the stale air from winter. It's the kind of thing that makes you want to take a nap.

Friday Five
1. What do you do for a living?
Computer Help Desk/Technical Support

2. What do you like most about your job?
I can post to my blog and surf the Internet while I'm at work without interfering too much with my actual work.

3. What do you like least about your job?
Having to sit next to Mr. Creepy...he makes me want to hurl...

4. When you have a bad day at work it's usually because _____...
It's insanely busy, i.e. we are getting a lot of calls due to some major network-wide issues.

5. What other career(s) are you interested in?
I think I might like working in catering. I like to cook, but I know I wouldn't like working in a restaurant kitchen where I have to work weird hours and it's too hot. (you know the saying about heat and kitchens...)

A friend of mine (from Texas no less...) sent me this link....I couldn't even watch the whole thing, it was that sickening...

So in return, I sent him this. hehe

Enjoy... =)

How could anyone say that this isn't offensive??
Parents took their children to the play in hopes of it being a way to demonstrate the story of Christ and Easter and all of that malarky. What they didn't expect to see is these Christian crazies torturing an Easter Bunny. One mother actually had to answer the question of a tearful child, "Mommy, why are they be whipping the Easter Bunny?" If I had been there you can bet that I would have had a word or 10 with the idiots who thought this was good family entertainment...it's just sick!
Patty Bickerton obviously has a screw loose somewhere.

This is just typical Americanism for you. It's ok to torture a children's beloved symbol of Easter in front of a crowd of young children and their parents, but GOD FOR-FUCKING-BID someone should flash them all a BREAST.... Priorities people!! Where are they?

It's been 4 days since I left an airplane and my left ear is STILL plugged up. It's better than before, but now it makes a snap, crackle, pop noise when I blow my noise which doesn't feel that good... I hate being sick and I'm really tired of being here on Planet Poorly...

p.s. Planet Poorly is where you go when you have sniffles and you're just miserable in general...the rules are that you only shower at night and don't care how you look (or smell) and you must blow your noise so that everyone can hear you. (try not to make that noise that sounds like a horn though..) Drinking lots of citrus fruit juice is also a requirement. (I recommend Naked Tangerine Scream)

Kiehl's makes awesome lip balm.

That's all I can think of right now...sorry....

Thoughts on Philadelphia...

1) The city should be renamed "The City that Honks at you". I don't know where these people are in such a hurry to get to, but they sure let you know it...don't pause to change your cd in this town, you might get rear-ended.
2) I'm not racist or prejudiced in any way, but I noticed a lot of African-American folks in Philadelphia. This is neither good nor bad, just an observation. Everyone seemed friendly enough, except for the punk kids who tried to jump my partner in crime to steal water...we couldn't figure that one out...
c) "My, that's certainly not a cable in that drawer..."
4) Cheesesteaks are over-rated. They're good and all...but I think there are much better things to be had.
5) Amish people (even people pretending to be Amish people) can cook some mighty good apple cobbler...(I highly recommend Reading Market)
5a) Try to go on a week day so it's not as crowded...
6) Visiting Philly to see the Liberty bell and all of the historical buildings is what most people want to do...what they don't realize is that they have to wait in a line for 2 hours and submit to a search of their personal items just to see a 300 year old broken bell and some old buildings...
f) Instead, you can take pictures of the LOVE statue, the building from Ghostbusters 2, some huge monopoly pieces, a few bronze ">statues, and some clever man-hole covers. (pictures to follow hopefully...stay tuned)
8) Never EVER use ATA airlines...they will make you late and lose your luggage.

p.s. I got sick in Philadelphia and been forced into quarantine on Planet Poorly...more on that later.