i did a crapload of those thigh press thingys yesterday. i'm so sore.. you should have seen my pathetic attempt to get out of bed this morning. i woke up all early to go running.. but my legs weren't having it. =/ doubletime tonight. breakfast: half a cucumber, 2 tsp "organic" smoked jalapeno and garlic hummus. scrumptious. this huge chick at my work recently turned vegetarian.. she's lost 12 pounds. i don't think she exercises either. !!! there's no way i could give up meat though.. no way. i am trying to eliminate carbs out of my diet though.. gradually..

did anyone else see that story on inside edition last night.. the 92 pound man. go look at those pics. good gracious.. he was once a model.. a good lookin one, too. now he's all emaciated.. nothing but bones. wtf is wrong with him?? i have no sympathy whatsoever, what's the difference between an anorexic and a drug addict? nada. they made their own bed. i'm trying to lose weight and all.. but there is no way i'd allow myself to hit such extremes.

i need some new running shoes.. i currently use nike shox.. and they're not as comfortable as they should be.. any suggestions?

what an uneventful weekend.

on friday, i could only get a seat at a 4/8 table. but guess what.. i was up like $300.. can you believe that? in a 4/8 game? hah. it's all about the cards/luck in this limit, man. anyway.. i should have just taken that and bounced.. but of course not. it never works that way, does it? i made my way to the paigow table. ugh. the guy next to me hit a six card straight flush.. SIX CARDS. 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9 of hearts.. it was an open ender! a joker or a 3 or a 10 of hearts would have won him $20k.. and i would have gotten $5k for having my envy button. gah. then.. then.. this white kid grabs the unoccupied seat at the end. he buys in for $100.. $25 bet, $5 bonus. cards are dealt. "wait a sec.. is this a straight flush?" hahah.. the first hand he hits a straight flush. man.

i was talking on my phone yesterday while taking a dump.. i drop the kiddies off.. and proceed to wash my hands.. and like a dumbass, i drop my phone under the running water. mannn.. i blow dry it and everything seems to work.. except the mic. i can hear them, they can't hear me. i suck. i don't have a contract in place so i'm thinking of switching to at&t/cingular.. hmmmm..

i got hit on by a gay man saturday night. i don't know if i should be flattered or insulted.

i look twelve. yeah, my face got cut off. at least my teeth are getting straight again. yay!

i ran three miles this morning.. then took a fat dump right after.. that's the best feeling.

i don't recommend getting wisdom teeth extracted and braces put on all in the same appointment.

angie isn't feeling too swell.. i also look like i'm twelve again.

hold me..

so i applied to this company. i had two interviews with them.. and they wanted me to fill out an application to make it formal.. my resume wasn't sufficient, apparently. anyway.. they wanted my work history on the app.. for the first employer (the most current).. there is a specific box.. "may we contact your current employer".. i checked no. i do not want my boss knowing that i'm looking elsewhere.

i get a call from the new company the other day.. they gave me an offer contingent upon my background/credit/reference/urine tests/checks. those authorization forms to conduct these were emailed to me.. i, in tuurn signed them and faxed them back. on the reference check authorization form.. i specifically wrote.. under my signature.. "please do not contact my current employer as they are unaware that i am seeking new employment"..

hr lady calls me informing me that all the checks were successful except that there was a discrepancy with my current employer. the dates did not match. first of all.. i never gave them permission to call my current boss. i was a little taken back and told her i checked "no" on the application.. saying it was not okay to contact them. she said they have to verify all of this info.. then why the heck is that option even listed on the app??? i'm pissed. my boss has been shady the past two days. no fuggin wonder. i told this new hr lady to contact payroll to verify the dates.. yeah, i was off by a few months.. so what. what i'm more concerned about is that my boss now knows.. this is hella awkward. i feel like they're going to watch me like a hawk now to catch any mistake/wrongdoing and fire my ass. did the new company have the right to contact my current employer? please tell me.. isn't that illegal? not illegal illegal.. but wrong of them?? or do they have that right even when i clearly stated that they can't??

aside from being obsessed with my workout/diet regime.. i present to you.. [sorry, monica.. you're gonna have to move over for the time being]..

hubba hubba. it's her hair.. her hair! i friggin love her hair.

 i wish i could pull it off.. ho hum. she has a bangin body.. great tits, and a tasteful sense of fashion. i also love her accent. her husband ain't all that.. i don't know what people's obsession with him is.. cuz i'd much rather do her.

her face ain't that appealing though..

just look at her from a distance.. or when she has sunglasses on. hot, i say.. hawt.

current annoyances.

-i was heading to the locker room this morning when i noticed neon yellow tape labeled "do not enter" plastered all over the door. a huge sign accompanied.. "all locker rooms are closed until further notice".. wtf. so i go to the front desk and ask what the heezy was going on.. apparently they have no running water. we're talking about the friggin y here. ugh. so i finished my class.. then had to drive all the way home to shower and get ready for work. way to throw someone off track.

-all my friends have been bitching and whining about kaba modern being voted off america's best dance crew. oh shut up. it's done and over with. they're eliminated. my homie calls me the other night ranting about how the whole thing is rigged. i swear he was about to cry. hah. but seriously.. don't make such accusations, you know? just because your people didn't make it to the finals, don't go off the deep end here.. this is television. give it up. status quo does have the right moves.. they're just a bit sloppy. and they made it to the final two.. so what? it just means the brothas and sistas of america are actually voting. i feel an attack coming on here..

-i posted my musiq soulchild tickets for sale on craigslist yesterday.. then i receive an email informing me that my post was flagged and removed? what the fuck?! i don't get it.. why was it even flagged in the first place? i listed it under "tickets".. it had the date, artist, and price.. that was it! donkeys.. /end rant.

you know what i'm in dire need of?? a gay best friend. i have a gay friend.. but he's one of those masculine body building homosexuals.. and he's still in the closet to most folks.. he's come out to like three people, including myself. so yeah.. that won't work. i want a flamin gay best friend. any volunteers? i'll paint your toenails.

saturday.. april 19th.. st pierre is gonna kick serra's midget ass.. haha. georges is taking over. man.. he's sexy.. mmm mmm. but i get the sense that he's gay.. and believe me.. i have an excellent gay-dar.

so i'm sitting at the bar.. waiting for my seat at the spread table.

in my peripheral view, i see someone standing there.. staring at me. talk about awkward.. so i turn to him..

"oh, ahn-nyong-ha-sa-yo" haha it was so choppy.

"hello" i flashed him a smile. i don't like to be rude, you know.

"michelle wie. are you michelle wie?" i think he was drunk.

"what? sorry, but no"..

"i'm so sorry. i thought you were her.." his face turned red.

this is the second time that someone has told me this.. i googled her.. and i don't see the resemblance. not one bit.. aside from the fact that we're both tall, korean females.. that's about it.

so i'm infuriated. looks like i'm going to get braces again.. which is ridiculous. i mean yeah, it was my fault for failing to wear my retainer. but like the bottom half of my teeth, the top portion should have been permanently wired/cemented in the back. you know? so my top wisdom tooth grew in and basically shifted a tooth in the front. it's minor, i suppose.. but i notice it. everyone's telling me it's not even noticeable.. though it seems petty.. there's a deeper reason behind all this paranoia.. 

when i was younger.. i had JACKED up teeth. it was bad. i never smiled or laughed in public. it sucked because i always wanted to.. then i finally got braces.. wore them for a few years and wa-la.. you couldn't get me to close my mouth. i was always smiling.. i love to, you know? yeah.. now i'm all self conscious because of this. =/ seems like every orthodontist is telling me that i need braces again.. money hungry bastids. i know this could be fixed with a retainer.. but that's less money they can extract out of me.. so of course they want to go the other route.. i don't know what to do..

i burnt my tongue drinking green tea today. wonderful.

i've always wanted to get my labret pierced. i'm tempted to do it still.. nah.. i'm too old for that.

i should be sleeping right now.. i have to be up at 5am.. the torture i put myself through.. gah..

i read an interesting article today. though i believe that the author is one of the rarities, it was quite refreshing.

the reasons he states as to why he hasn't cheated on his wife do make sense.. but when do men think with the head up there versus the one down there, anyway?

• "If you're going to cheat, do it with a perfect 10. Because when you get caught--and eventually you will--you'll need to look back without regret." Plus, I've never met a perfect 10 who was interested in me.
• Whenever I'm attracted to another woman, I ask myself why. These are all qualities my wife has. It's made me realize that I'm naturally drawn to one type of woman. Why cheat with her twin?
• I made a public vow to be faithful. And as the son of an ex-marine, I believe a man's word should be unassailable.
• I'm scared. This could be the real reason I haven't cheated. I'm afraid of what one moment of weakness would do to my life.
• We forget that love camouflages faults.

"In many marriages, possession is nine-tenths of the love. When you suspect someone is trying to take away what's yours, you work harder to secure it. Even though my wife denies it, she's a bit jealous. But that's good, because from her occasional doubt springs newfound appreciation for me. It's a selfish reason, I know, but I've enjoyed it." -- this statement made me smile for some reason.

anyway, i have a biased outlook on this whole subject.. let's just keep it at that.

on another note.. yesterday.. i had beef for the first time in weeks. it didn't sit too well in my stomach. i think i'll continue to avoid beef and pork. in two weeks, i'm down seven pounds. yee-haw. the exercising and modified diet sucks.. but it's awesome to see that scale drop.. gyeah.

so hyrdroxycut it is. i have a friend who swears by it.. he says it really does curb your appetite and alongside my diet and exercise regime.. the fat should just melt right off. i do believe in going au naturale.. but i'm going to hawaii in less than three months.. something's gotta be done. pronto.

i mailed in my "hearing by mail" today. i hope they defer this ticket. my insurance rate is going to skyrocket if this infraction goes on my record. *crosses fingers*

so the place i interviewed with last week emailed me consent forms to sign.. background, reference, and credit check. damn. this isn't even a government job! what the heezy. i did lie on one thing though..  the dates for one employer are kind of off.. i didn't want a gap, you know? so yeah.. i hope they don't catch that.. you think they will? tell me no, damn it! seriously.. what are the chances of them discovering my teeeeeny fib??

oh, does anyone use a heart rate monitor? should i invest in one? what is all this complicated nonsense about target heart rate/fat burning zone.. blah blah blah? i need to get the maximum benefits out of my cardio.. (because i friggin dread any form of it.. but force myself to do it).. so i want to ensure that i'm doing it correctly. spanks.

"what is something a woman should never do in the company of a man?"

first caller.. a male.. "pass gas" he firmly stated. seriously? c'mon..

we all fart. why should i, a female.. be required to hold it in and bloat?.. or why should i, a female.. have to excuse myself from our casual conversation.. walk away.. to let something (that comes naturally) out? no way, jose. i mean, if we're chilling with your parents.. i'll hold it in or run to the restroom.. but if it's just you and i in some laid back/chill setting.. by all means, i'm going to let it rip.

i think people are being wayyyy overdramatic when they act all disgusted by the sound of a toot. is it really that gross? we all do it.. why is it a taboo.. moreso for chicks.. to fart in public? who cares??

do you men really think it's completely inappropriate for a chick to fart in front of you?

so what do you say.. what should a woman never do in the company of a man?