so have you seen the commercial for vitaball? it cracks me up. vitaball is apparently some sort of vitamin loaded gumball which is supposed to encourage kids to want their vitamins. yeah. well, at the end the "dad" comes on and says (in this really kinda suggestive voice) "don't forget about my vitaball!" it just sounds so wrong. i laugh out loud every time i see that commercial.

so i went for a walk with my friend michelle today. we went to the colonie town park bike path and walked for about an hour and a half. it's gorgeous out today! i'm all tired and sore but i totally need to go back outside because it's just so exiting for me that the weather's actually nice again. Rock! so i decided that i'm pretty close to thatcher park, and i'd try and find directions online to go up there and walk around for a while. i found directions. but then i found this site that reviews parks, and this one woman was saying how it's unfortunate that the only time she gets to go up there is on ambulance calls and then she warns to be careful on the trails and around the falls. so now i'm like, huh, maybe i should wait until i have someone to go with. because you know i'll klutz it up and fall. beh. i'm going anyway. i still have an hour until sunset. i'm not sure i can tear myself away from the tv though. i love the 80s is on again on vh1 and it's totally sucked me in. i haven't seen this episode yet (1985). i keep cracking up and laughing like a crazy person. it's just too funny. this one guy was talking about hair and he said, "it was a bad time for america. everyone wanted to look like they were from jersey." i love movies from teh 80s. breakfast club. goonies. and my alltime favorite: back to the future. rock. 85 rocked for movies.

i still haven't moved. i suck. i'm sore. my back hurts. that's not from walking though.

i saw anger management last night. (did i spell that wrong? i suck.) it was a pretty good movie. better than mr. deeds. and a little random (but not random enough). adam sandler drove a saturn in the movie. it was a coupe like mine, but it was teal and it didn't have flippy lights (which i think makes it a 95). that was pretty impressive to me (i'm a dork). our seats sucked though. we were at houlihan's before and we got to the theater late and it was sold out, so we ended up sitting in the second row. so we had to basically look straight up to see the screen. i actually had to turn my head to see the side of the screen. seeing a movie that way is very odd.

huh. i still haven't left to walk again. i suck. this show is just so addictive. they were just talking about pound puppies. rock! damn. it's on all night. i should leave while there are commercials on...

there was this woman that i used to work with at price chopper named colleen. col was divorced and the mother of one son, phillip. they lived with her father, and she would always talk about phil and her dad. col was always a lot of fun to work with, and great to talk to. after i left price chopper col started dating one of the guys that worked nights there. she seemed pretty happy for a while. but a couple months ago my mom told me that col was diagnosed with cancer. and today mom told me that collen shot herself last night. her father found her. she loved her dad and son so much. her dad must be so broken. i'm sure she didn't want him to find her. and her son... he's, i don't know, probably 13 or 14 now. it's just so sad.

ok. i really can't believe it's only been a little over an hour since i wrote that first post. kill me. please. this day is dragging.

so i feel bad for beck. she's been out in madison, wisconsin this week (since early sunday) for a class for work. and her flight home isn't until tomorrow afternoon. how much does that suck? and apparently madison is a big crunchy hippy town where they have demonstrations every day it's nice out. being in another city isn't so bad when you've got someone to go out with, but beck is there alone (no one else from her company had to go). so that sucks. so now she has to entertain herself tonight and tomorrow morning until she gets to come home. and the people from her class would all leave tonight, so she's really stuck there knowing no one. that just sucks.

could this day go any slower? i mean, really. i've been here for only 4 hours, but it feels like 12 at least. damn. i hate when work goes slow. it's not like i'm lacking things to do, i'm just completely not motivated to do any of it, and even if i keep busy it doesn't seem to make time go any faster today. SUCK! ugh. cannot wait to go home.

so i walked today. when i walk in albany i always start out walking on New Scotland Ave. and since i always walk in the evening, it's always pretty busy on that road (actually, it's just always pretty busy on that road). yeah. so. anyway. when i turn off of New Scotland and start walking on one of the side streets (Manning last time, South Lake this time) i always kinda get freaked out because it's suddenly so much quieter. and in a city, quiet is not comforting. i guess i really don't think anything's going to happen to me, but when i'm walking alone and i can hear someon coming up from behind, i can't help but get a little freaked out. i need to calm down, i guess. meh. i get freaked out over everything. anywho. it was a gorgeous afternoon and i very much enjoyed my walk.

so i finally did wash last night. rock! i went to my parents' house directly after work and did the wash... mom made this awesome chicken and scallops with swiss cheese and mushrooms dish for dinner. it rocked. i've been trying to be good and lose weight lately, but i went for seconds. damn, it was good. i need to get that recipe. yeah. so anyway. was good to see the fam again :) i haven't been down there for any real amount of time for a while...

i actually got to work on time today! rock! :) but this day has been going by so slowly. i cannot wait to get out of here. ugh.

so i'm falling apart. i keep talking backwards. i must have a brain tumor or something. and my left ankle is giving me issue today. suckage. i feel like a tendon or a ligament or something has moved out of place or something. that's very clear. but whatever happened, it feels a little "loose" and it hurts like a bitch (especially if i poke at it). wow. i suck. my supervisor keeps getting grossed out at how much i crack. my knees constantly crack, and when i stand up to talk over the cubicle wall to her she can hear them cracking. it is pretty gross. i'm such an old woman. (at 23. damn. i just can't wait till i'm like 70 something. i'll be a cripple.)

beh. enough bitching. it's a beautiful day outside! i wish i was there! i will be in about 2 hours! rock!

so this test is supposed to let you gain insight to yourself. huh. these were my results: You think of yourself as being alive, strong, fresh, and fun. Others think of you as being free, beautiful, delicate, and independent. Your relationships can be described as bubbling, clear, clean, and small. When stressed, you feel peaceful. Those last two sentences make no sense at all. i dunno take it for yourself, maybe it'll work for you.

my hillbilly name is Bessie Jean Stanton, but everyone calls me Tillie.

and my exotic name is Busty Tammy Twinkle. ;)

so i cooked tonight. rock! i rock! but now i have to do dishes. suck. i made a spinach and mushroom couscous dish. it was pretty good. i rule. but i got a few tiny specks of olive oil on the right bottom of my shirt. which sucks, because i love this shirt. it probably won't come out (because i will never get around to pretreating this shirt and i probably won't do wash for a while). so if you ever see me in a blue lace trimmed t-shirt with a v-neck and 3/4 sleaves, please don't look at the bottom right (my right) side of the shirt. thanks.

so i walked out of my office today and almost ran into a verdoy volunteer fireman. he was standing out in the lobby with a colonie emt looking down the hall. when i walked outside there were two colonie ambulances, a verdoy fd ems vehicle and a verdoy car. meredith was walking out at the same time as me and said, "what's going on?" to which i responded, "an ems call" and i think she rolled her eyes at that. so later on my ride i passed st peter's hospital and there were two news trucks parked in front of it (channel 13 and channel 10) and then when i turned off of new scotland ave, i saw a girl putting up a missing person poster on a utility pole. all is not right with the world.

so i'm watching "trauma, life in the er" on TLC. i flipped the channel onto the show and the first thing i saw was this guy with a stake imbedded in his face, right through his nose. damn. he was feeding wood through a woodchipper and it kicked back on him and... damn. it's huge. and right through his right nostril. ugh. now they're cutting it down with a bolt cutter before they remove it in surgery. ugh. and it's not cutting easily... it wasn't that big. they removed it and sewed his nose back up and he's fine... the surgeon is keeping the stake. that's kind of gross. he says that he keeps the impaled items that he's removed and he already has a fence post and some rebar. gross.

ok, this is the saddest thing ever... a little kid was sledding and he couldn't stop his intertube at the bottom of the hill and he went out into the road where he was hit by a pickup truck his father was driving and the little kid died. that is so sad.

aw, that sucks... fountain day is this Thursday at SUNYA. it looks like the weather's going to be a little better by then, but 58 degrees is still not warm enough to get in the fountain if you ask me. i wonder if the student IDs still look the same... i should pop on over and get a free massage. :) i guess it wouldn't matter if i had the ID or not. i'm apparently young looking (people always ID me and think my sister is older than me) so i shouldn't have a problem convincing anyone i'm still a student. (hey, a little over a year ago i still was one...).

i am completely not into being awake today. i totally could not get out of bed this morning. ugh. but i actually made it to work on time for once, that rocks! i hope i can continue to make it on time to work this week.

beh. i can't wait to go home. i just want to go home and crawl back into bed. i should go to my parents' house this evening and do laundry. i haven't done laundry in like 2 weeks. but i just don't feel like it. going up to Clifton Park after work is a pain because i have to sit in traffic. and it's supposed to snow tonight and i don't think it's going to snow all that much but i don't want to risk getting stuck there overnight and then having nothing to wear to work in the morning and then having to come all the way back up to my apartment before going to work in the morning. that sucks. but the couch that i'd sleep on is hella comfy...

if i had quarters i'd totally do laundry in the laundry room in the basement of my building. it's a little scary down there though. one time (at band camp) my cat got out and ran down into the basement. i ran after him and Dude ran into the dark part past the laundry room and i stopped because i'd never been back there and then all of a sudden the cat came running back out towards me so i scooped him up and ran upstairs because i figured there had to be something very scary back there if it scared my cat...

anyway. that's all besides the point. i'm just lazy. that's the point of this entire post. lazy, lazy me. i should really do some work, but i just really don't feel like it today...

friday night i made dinner for beck and me. i made nachos and guacamole and bean burritos (no meat - friday durning lent) and beck made the margaritas (because i proved last time i suck at making them). so yeah. the food came out well. rock! :) we ate the mexican food and listened to the irish music (HOTD) and got drunk and had a good time. rock. and it was free. and then we watched CKY2K (beck didn't enjoy it too much... she couldn't get over the fact that she saw that guy poop...) and then I Love the 80s on VH1. That show is so addicting... we watched 3 episodes (3 hours) before it got just too freaking late and beck went home and i went to bed...

i saw Phone Booth last night. it was a pretty good movie. kieffer sutherland's good as the disembodied threatening voice on the phone. colin farrell was good, but he can't really do an american accent all that well. you could definitely hear the irish in him, so it was hard to believe that he was some guy from the bronx (i think that's what they said... or maybe it was brooklyn... i dunno). so yeah, the movie was short too, only 86 minutes, and that worked well for it because really, how long can you watch a guy in a phone booth. it was also a bonus that it was short because we saw the 1140 showing and so it was asslate by the time we left...

so i've been lazy today. i didn't get out of bed until 130 but i forgot that we "sprung ahead" last night so it was really 230. wow. i never stay in bed that long... so now it's already 530 and the day is almost over and i have to go to work tomorrow and that sucks.