i'm supposed to be sitting in a classroom right now.. my department has arranged these sessions where i, along with other people who are having a difficult time passing this state exam.. are supposed to listen to this man read.. verbatim.. through a 500 page textbook.. it doesn't help that he has this monotonic voice that just puts you to sleep. i sat through it for about an hour yesterday and couldn't take it anymore. so here i am.. at home.. with nothing to do on a wednesday afternoon. i really, really hope that they don't decide to check up on me or anything. the instructor doesn't take attendance. however, there are so few of us in there that it is pretty noticeable when one person doesn't show up. i suppose i could go into work.. but i don't feel like dealing with assholes today. on top of that, my supervisor will wonder why i'm back today. fuck, what if they discover that i skipped out on it? that would suck.. yes it will. i mean, i can do my own studying. it's not like the man teaches anything i can't find in the books that were given to me. i already failed this exam before. it's so effing hard and extensive. i've always had trouble with tests, man. i get this panic attack prior to starting it. they give you five hours but i rush through it because that whole setting makes me uncomfortable and i just want to get the hell out. so i have until next friday to get all this material in my head.. sigh..

i just want to be a professional poker player. sit at the tables all day, every day and hustle folks for a living. one can only dream..

are potential employers allowed to ask you, in an interview.. if you are single or married? ..if you have kids? i was under the impression that these questions were prohibited. you know, that could be considered discrimination if they eliminate you from the pool of candidates.. since it could be the cause of knowing that you have five children at home.. or because you are married. yeah.. i was asked today by one of the executives if i was single or not. then he proceeds to ask if i have any children.. the guy gave me the creeps.. he's one of those pervs who you'd catch wacking off in his office after hours.. he's the guy with the bangin hot wife who continues to sexually harass the mediocre looking receptionist.. but she doesn't report him or anything because he possesses such power within the company.. and secretly, she enjoys it. okay, no i'm getting off track. but yeah.. i didn't appreciate those questions. the other dude tells me that he's very interested in meeting again for a second interview. he hands me a financial worksheet and credit report authorization form.. so basically the financial worksheet is asking for the amounts of money that i hold in various places.. such as.. savings accounts. cd's, etcetera. since when did companies start requiring this kind of information from applicants? what the heezy.. i told him i'd drop it off after work today.. yeah, right. thanks for wasting a good forty minutes of my life, gentlemen..

my coworker is sitting a few feet away from me right now, talking to another lady in our department..

"by the time my grandchildren get to be working adults, they will be the minority".. oh geeze. she has this high pitched voice that just pierces your ear drums. it's especially annoying when she's bitching about something... which is most of the time. anyway, she's ranting on about how all these illegal immigrants are treated better (as far as getting aid from the government) than american born citizens.

"they'll probably try to deport them (her grandchildren) since all the immigrants are taking over.. but where to?"

"space?"

now they're both laughing hysterically. wow.. wow.. was it really that funny?

i read somewhere the other day.. "what's meant to be will always be".. for some odd reason, this phrase has been lingering in my head.

oh, yeah. the red thing below is an eagle. d'oh, i don''t see it.

these past few weekends, i've been playing angie the tourist.  welcome to the not so beautiful city of seattle.

a humungo lobster? a disfigured starfish? wth is this? i'll give you a cookie if you guess correctly. no cheating though. hah. if i recall correctly, this "piece of art" is worth a couple hundred thousand dollars.. um, no thanks. we went to this tourist infested "park".. the place sucked. it's a damn good thing entrance was free.

can you see it from here?

view from the space needle.

view from the space needle, part two.

this is a hotel in the heart of everything. i guess to attract more business, they once allowed guests to fish from the windows.. right in the convenience of their rooms. they prohibited this privilege once people started to store the fish under the beds, in drawers, etcetera.. it got too stinky.

a california sea otter. he traveled all the way from sunny cali..

korea representing. woot. hah.

while i'm sharing photos.. this is my wallpaper.. (warning: this is unsafe for work.. so don't scroll down to this next picture if you're at work.. i repeat it is work unfriendly)..

monica, oh monica.. why are you so damn sexy? seriously.. this woman is flawless. sigh.

oh, i was wondering.. have any of you ever purchased an electronic device on craigslist? if so, how'd that go? please share. thanks.

tgif.

i'm going to go watch one of my all time favorite house deejays spin tonight. gyeah. this guy is sick on the turntables. i remember them good ol' raving days where he'd tear up the place. you'd see this fat black dude on stage.. glowing hair, arms wide open.. screaming some insane shit. yup, that's him. speaking of which.. are raves still going on nowadays? dude.. i was one hardcore raver. i'm sort of ashamed looking back on it.. i remember the very first one that i attended.. my best friend and i stayed up the night before making bracelets.. hahahah.. each arm was completely covered with glowing, neon beads.. good gracious, what were we thinking? we raved for over two years straight. damn. what a waste of money.. and brain cells. i blame my sister. i keeeeeeed. 

i needed change.. so.. i applied that xanga theme thingy to my page. it's something different.. kinda nifty, eh? 

this is the song i have on repeat all day. i'm unable to upload it to xanga.. but he has so check it out. marley power. woot.

you should try this also. are we a match? click the "read my visualdna" to find out.. ladies.. that question is for you, too.  

have you ever seen a WATER bridge over a river? (received this nifty email from a coworker)..

"Six years, 500 million euros, 918 meters long.......now this is engineering! This is a channel-bridge over the River Elbe and joins the former East and West Germany, as part of the unification project. It is located in the city of Magdeburg, near Berlin. The photo was taken on the day of inauguration.

To those who appreciate engineering projects, here's a puzzle for you armchair engineers and physicists. Did that bridge have to be designed to withstand the additional weight of ship and barge traffic, or just the weight of the water?

Answer: It only needs to be designed to withstand the weight of the water! Why? A ship always displaces an amount of water that weighs the same as the ship, regardless of how heavily a ship may be loaded."

(i brought in that part of the email just for you, dat )

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we went and watched "reign over me".. in some scenes, i laughed my ass off.. and others, my eyes overflowed with tears. damn, adam sandler does a a superb acting job. i highly recommend this movie.

in other news..

wait, there is no other news.

today.. has so far been a bad, bad day..

gah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i hate arguing with people. but in a moment of frustration and annoyance, i cannot keep my mouth shut. it's best to just allow the other party to vent and bitch at you for whatever reason.. you effed up, they're having a bad day, etcetera.. damn it. damn it. that's what i should've done. assholeeeeeeeeeee.

my right eye is bigger than the left. same goes for my feet. i think i'm going to start having to buy an 8 1/2 for the right, and an 8 for the left. hah. sexy, huh? mmm.

i have been looking everywhere for a plain blazer/jacket. something simple. that's all.. but can i find one? no. everything they make now is all fancy schmancy.. all these complicated alterations and crap.. crazy colors.. and i refuse to pay $200 for a piece of cloth.. any suggestions? oh, speaking of which.. when i was down in sf.. we went into saks fifth avenue in union square. we don't have those here. but wtf? one shirt.. a button up, long sleeve shirt.. it was cute so i decided to take a peek at the tag.. $900! for the price of that one shirt, i can purchase 40 others. ridiculous i tell you. i know someone who works at chanel and she has stories about customers who'll come in and easily drop $15k on a dress or two.. or there's this one lady who comes in every month.. she'll spend at least 20k at each visit. hey, even if i were that wealthy.. there is no way in hell i'd spend money like this. i still can't understand why people would pay over a hundred bucks for a pair of jeans.

i once loved seattle's rain. it was nice to get drenched on your way to work.. the rhythm of the splashing raindrops soothed me. and now.. now.. i despise you, rain. go away.....

i think i'm losing it. wait, i already have.

i tuned in on a conversation amongst these deejays.. supposedly "p diddy" got one of those band member chicks pregnant..? from "making the band"? i think that's what they said.. anyway, she's supposedly pregnant with twns and they're his. one deejay imposed the question of (something along these lines).. if you were her and you know that he sleeps around.. and that there is no way in hell he'd stay/be with you.. would you keep the babies? "hell yeah, that's a winning lotto ticket right there" exclaims one deejay. the hell.. anyway, what are your thoughts?

hope you guys have a spankin awesome weekend. i want to play some poker.. i could be making a crapload more moola at the tables than i am sitting here at work. ho hum.