The Trouble With Love Is....

Yeah, I feel a little... skanky using a Kelly Clarkson song for this title but here's the deal.. Oh, and all names have been changed to protect the innocent, namely, me.

So there's this guy. His name is Chris. He's cute, but not hot in the conventional way of 80's pop icons, and WB heartthrobs or whatever. Take that as you will. He's normal, boy next door, football playing, music making, jock, popular guy from high school with the dimples cute. You know what I mean. Every school has one so you know the type. I know this guy, kind of. We've talked, but sporadically (HA Cher, take THAT.) Anyway. I can totally feel the inklings of a crush. Now I'm kind of scared to persue any kind of friendship with Chris because inevitably it will get ruined by the fact I can't keep it in my pants... figuratively speaking of course, (Thanks Rox for the Figuratively.)

Here in lies the rub. I want the friendship. Hell yes I want the friendship. But I'm so concerned that with my past track record I'll ruin it by getting all..... girly. *insert montage of past friends who are male and everything going to shit 'cause I got all emotional* I been burned way too much friendship and relationship wise. Am I ready to risk that again? I know for a fact something will develop. So I guess the question is, is the friendship worth the possibility of no one being around to keep me grounded and letting something slip (like my tongue in his mouth. Oops. I so didn't say that.)

I guess I got some heavy thinking to do before bed, unfortunately that usually causes dreams which are supposed to reveal the answer, usually I just get the female equivvalent of a wet dream though. Yes. I admit it. Shut up. You know you get them too and don't lie. Brad Pitt. Shane West. Chad Murray. Milo Ventimiglia. That guy in your Calculus class. See! Shut up. It's a natural part of life. Now let me stop defending this because if I should be defending anything it should be the whole "I'd totally do Katherine Moennig." comment from a few posts back. Wait, I actually posted that right? Oh well. Anyway. So off I go to think. You all. Well I really don't care what you do. But comment. Please, comment. I would like that. Thanks.

Rock on,
-Me.

P.S. - Hell, I suppose if I used the friendship to put out some feelers he could be interested too, at some point.
P.P.S. - Who am I kidding? Not even me.
P.P.P.S. - Bah, he probably has a girlfriend anyway. Fate likes to screw with me like that.

Double Loaders are smaller.

Okay so you know how I said next time I go to the laundromat I'm using a double loader for my darks? No. I checked it out, and they're totally smaller than the normal size washer (at least in my humble, I stuck my head in it, opinion.) So I used two washers for dark one for light. I am so using one of the really big washers when I bring in my sheets though, I'll bring in two sets of light sheets and put them and my lights in the big washer, or one set of dark and my two dark loads. It'd actually be cheaper as the big washer is $4 and the littler ones are $1.50. Ladeda! Okay so that's it basically. Just wanted to update you on my laundry sitch. Which I am still over filling them (dammit) I get so embarassed when they shake and get all noisy during the spin cycle. I need to figure this out. Gah. At least I'm good with the dryers (until my bra hook got caught in one of it's holes. The things are like bloody ovens! I swear.)

Check ya later.
-Me

Why God Never Meant For Me To Understand Football, but gave me Pamie!

So I went to the One Tree Hill super bowl tonight. I know NOTHING about football. Except that the ball is shaped funny and can be thrown or kicked. But only kicked at certain times. And one team plays towards one end, and the other towards well, the other. I wished I'd brought my bigger purse and my copy of Why Girls Are Weird (by Pamela Ribbon, Pamie from TWoP) There's this whole entry in the main character, Anna K's, web journal about "Faking a Football Orgasm." Which coulda came in damn handy. So instead I winged it and picked a color team and cheered and when it seemed like they were going towards the end I whooped it up. My favorite phrase was "Come onnn. COME ONNNNNNNN." because it's very versatile. Make note of that ladies. It can be used when the team you're cheering for needs to get the ball from the other team, or when they need to keep the ball away from the other team. It's the money phrase.

Of course it didn't help that my view was blocked a lot of the time, but hey, what can ya do? Anyway. I had fun regardless. Got to talk to some cool people (fans and otherwise) and ended up winning the raffle and getting a jersey (sorry, no one's seeing it but me and my family, and one or two VERY VERY close friends, I'm guarding that puppy with my life.) So now I have something to strive to "squeeze into" except I can already squeeze into it, I just want it to be a little looser. I got it from Sophia, and when I walked up to her and told her I won Chad was nearby. He was like "You won?! That's great." It was all very cool. I showed him my ticket with the winning numbers, she dug through her box to get me my prize. All very cool. I also talked to Hilarie while I was there, she collected the donations along with Bethany whom I said hi to. I also said hi to James, 'cause I'd never talked to him before. I also talked extensively to Brett Claywell. (I don't know if I mentioned it here, but I did a Holiday Wishes project for him, so I was asking about that. He got it, he loved it.) He's very cool.

I paid for it though. It got real cold the final quarter and I never warmed up til like, 15 minutes ago, and I still have an occasional shiver. Plus while I was watching Wonderfalls I ended up getting the most god awful cramp in my leg. I wanted to just chew it off. I'm happy though.

Weight Loss

I just got back from the doctors! I lost 9 pounds in one week, gimme some applause dammit. It shocked the hell out of me, the nurse, the doc, and my ma. Crazy. Doc says I lost 16 pounds in a month. *does the happy dance* If that's not motivation I dunno what is. Maybe I should find an article of clothing to aim to "squeeze" into....

Snakehead Terror and The Help

I forgot last time, but I watched Snakehead Terror on Saturday on SciFi, and it was pretty damned good. 'Nuff said. Okay maybe not. A Snakehead is a fish. Obviously it's head is snakelike. It also has the ability to "walk" on land. Yes. It is a real fish. Apparently primarily from India, but was found in Maryland.

Also today I watched the first episode of The Help, which I had on tape. It needs work, but it could be really good. Some stuff was way over the top. But some was pretty good.

The Death of The Diet... At Least On Here.

This whole "Let's describe my diet in detail" thing isn't working out. It's boring, and repeatative, and frankly, makes me a little depressed. So, from now on, the only time you'll see mention of said diet is when there's something to bitch about (Which I'm good at), or I've lost weight.... *glares pointedly at previous post*

At any rate. I shall be replacing it with not as often anecdotes about things that happen in my day to day life, aside from the diet from hell. Which means I won't be posting often, as life is not as interesting as I wish it was. My goal is to change that though. However, that would require a life first wouldn't it? And to have a life, one needs a car, or a friend with a car. Considering I have... let's be frank, 0 friends in this town I can just call up, that leaves one option. So to get a car, I need money. (C.R.E.A.M. Baby. Cash Rules Everything Around Me. C.R.E.A.M.) To get money, requires a job. It's a endless vicious circle. Yes yes. Moving on. What's happened today I can write about?

How about the trip to the laundromat. Very interesting. I no longer have home access to a washer and dryer, so off I go to the laundromat to wash the weeks clothes. I am not laundromat savvy. I pretty much only know how to run the one type of washer. So I started my two loads, and observed my surroundings for a bit. There are three different washer types there. Regular One Loaders, Double Loaders, and Holy Shit You Could Wash Grandma AND Grandpa! Washers. Next time I think I'm using a Double Loader for my darks, as those wouldn't all fit in one washer. The dryers are easy at least, thank god. Put in quarters till it gets to the time you want. Back to the washers. I observed a woman using the Double Loader washer and I think I get the swing of things. Clothes in, shut and lock door. Money in, Detergent in, Fabric Softner in. I can so do that..... maybe. Plus it has instructions on the machine. So hopefully it'll be a snap. I'm kind of excited for next week now. This is better than one washer, one dryer, and a whole damn day.

What else? Oh, I watched The L Word today, I have IControl Showtime. It was pretty good. I am so a fan of Katherine Moening. She makes me actually kind of attracted to Shane. SluttyShane heh. Anyway. According to the rule on the show, if your ring finger is longer than your index finger, you're a lesbian. *holds up hands.* Huh. Apparently I'm bi. As proven by my previous comment and current lust for Drew Fuller (Come on, the boy is fucking HOT.)

Alright so, that's all. Signing off for the night. Catch ya'll when something interesting happens! Lata.

The Grapefruit Diet's Revenge: Day Five (aka Weigh in Day)

Today I went to work with my mom. It was fun. I got weighed first thing, and I've only lost two pounds, bringing us to a total of six pounds... (sighs and throws away the Jessica Alba picture.)

For breakfast I had... Grapefruit, scrambled eggs and bacon.

For lunch I had leftover steak (Not as good as the night before), Some leftover beans, a small salad and... I'm forgeting something, Oh wait yes! Grapefruit.

For dinner I had grapefruit, carrots, and a burger patty (Just a patty, no roll, no cheese, nada.

Then my throat started to hurt so for my sugar boost of the day I had some Sundrop flavored sherbert (It's kinda... lemony with a HINT of lime) and ... uh... three generic oreos. BUT NO PIZZA! So yay?

The Grapefruit Diet's Revenge: Day Four

I had bacon and eggs for breakfast, scrambled.

For lunch I had a small salad and turkey. Of course, grapefruit with both meals. I feel, okay. not 100% but okay.

For dinner we had steak (It was really good) and green beans (Also really good) and my parents and I decided it wouldn't be cheating, it would be helpful to my sugar if I had a carbohydrate. So I had a serving of garlic potatos.

Then I was a little naughty, but only a little. I'm still on my diet dammit! (Okay so now the one they gave me, but as that one made me SICK I don't think they get any say.)

I had ONE generic oreo, and ONE small piece of pizza.

The Grapefruit Diet's Revenge: Day Three

I didn't want to do anything today. So I didn't, for a while. I felt like crap so I just lay around until I realized maybe something was wrong. After checking my blood pressure and blood sugar, I found my sugar was low. So I called the doctors, who was on vacation. But her assistant instructed me to eat a cheeseburger for lunch. One with cheese and a roll and all. So I did, it was the first thing I ate all day. Then for dinner I went back on the diet having eggs and sausages. The sausages were maple. Yum.

The Grapefruit Diet's Revenge: Day Two

By now, ya'll best be knowing what I had for breakfast. Because I ain't recapping. Let's just assume it's fried eggs until I say otherwise yo? Cha. Okay. Also this morning, my legs still hurt from that damned ship. But they got better as the day wore on.

For lunch I had a small salad and pork chops... oh yeah and grapefruit.

For dinner... was hell again. I ended up breaking down... again. I had a salad and chicken, but my chicken wasn't cooked all the way so I ended up with hot dogs. I then confessed that I hated this and I felt like shit. I just have no energy.

The Grapefruit Diet's Revenge: Day One

Well, I'm back to my own personal hell. I think it's the third circle? What about you? (Mental note: Read Dante's Inferno so I actually know what I'm talking about)

Anyways. I broke myself right into it. No beating around the eggs, so to speak. For breakfast I had my usual fare of two eggs, two bacon, and a half a grapefruit.

For lunch, was kinda rushed, so I had half a grapefruit, a small salad with ranch dressing (Very yum) and some bits of turkey breast.

Dinner, was something akin to hell. Mom made Beef Stew. So I had the beef and carrots out of it. It was good, and thank god everything was nice and tender. But the potatos and shit drove me nuts, so I grabbed what I wanted and brought it into the other room to eat alone where I wouldn't feel like crap so much. I was starving later on. I would have given my ass and hat for a fuckin' Pop Tart. (The one thing I really wanted, but didn't get on my free weekend.) Instead I settled for my usual snack of a glass of skim milk.

As if all that wasn't enough my legs are killing me from that stupid battleship. Because I was so tensed when climbing up and down the ladders, the muscles got stiff and pulled and now it hurts to walk.

The Grapefruit Diet's Day Off: Day Two

Today was a free day in more ways then one. Today was "Be A Tourist In Your Hometown" day. Many attractions were free to residents here.

I had cereal for breakfast. Corn and Wheat flakes with Strawberries in it.

Then we packed sandwiches and chips for lunch and went to EUE/Screen Gems Studios for a tour. The tour wasn't great, because One Tree Hill was filming, so we couldn't go on their sets. But it was informative, and okay. I got to go in Joey and Audrey's dorm room, and Dawson's room from Dawson's Creek. The famed window was gone though, someone bought it on e-bay "for so much we can't buy it back." Also saw a lot of other neat props. Electric chairs, the spaceship from Muppets in Space, a lighthouse, and a jail cell from Matlock and Dawson's Creek (The episode where they go to the golf course party and get drunk and busted.

We tried to make it to Wrightsville Beach in time for the Sceanic Cruise, but didn't. We'll do it next year. I wanted to see dolphins :(. We ate lunch and went to Airlie Gardens. Slightly overrated, but pretty. Then we went to the battleship. That was worth it. It's really cool inside. The ladders creep me out though. As did the medical bay. I kept thinking of House on Haunted Hill. Otherwise, I could totally live on that ship. Apparently it's haunted though. Whatever. I'm trying not to think of it since it's late and starting to storm. I went up on the ship as high as you could, a major feat since I am awesomely afraid of heights. I hate going down their ladders because they're so steep and narrow. It's horrible. Up isn't a problem though. I think I came down to fast though, because when I hit the main deck my legs felt like jelly from all the careful climbing. Blah.

We came home and had dinner. Pork Chops, Baked Potato, Applesauce, and Broccoli with Cheese, ice cream cake for dessert.

For snack I had a little leftover goulash. Also, tonight Crossing Jordan came back on. Jill Hennssey was the first actress I used in my blog layout. A year ago, her theme was "A Winter's Chill" and was all blue tinted. Then was "Spring Fresh" With lemons and yellow and Dominique Swain. Then "In A Sultry Summer" with reds and Mila Kunis. Then "Feelin' Fall" with browns and Ellen Muth. Now "Cherry Flavored Snowflakes" with Sophia Bush. Anyway about halfway through a cold front came through and the wind was HORRIBLE like 60mph. They'd warned us on TV but it was so sudden it was like.. quiet... then (WHOOSH) and the door and the fire place (on opposite sides of the room) sucked in at the same time and went (thwap)

Okay off to bed I go.

The Grapefruit Diet's Day Off: Day One

YUM! YAY FOR THE WEEKEND.

I had pancakes and uh, little chopped up fried potatos for breakfast.

For lunch I had two chili cheese dogs and two frozen thin mints for dessert.

For snack, I had two reeses peanut butter cups.

For dinner, Goulash with Texas Toast with Carvel's Ice Cream cake for dessert.

For snack, popcorn.

The Grapefruit Diet: Day Twelve aka Weigh In Day

Stupid Usual Breakfast, only really early this day since I was going with dad to Myrtle Beach.

Dad and I took a cooler packed with big spiffy salads (with chicken in them) for lunch and of course, my dreaded grapefruit.

Dinner was steak on the grill. Tomorrow, my free weekend begins. Bring on the ice cream cake.

Oh wait, I got weighed...

Yeah, I didn't lose or gain. But my doctor thinks it's cause it's... *whisper* THAT time of the month.

Also I just took the Test The Nation test and my IQ is above average, AND they said the smartest city is my city. BooYa!

The Grapefruit Diet: Day Eleven

Stupid usual breakfast.

Grapefruit, Salad and bits of turkey of lunch.

Dinner was different, Had to eat out since I was away from home, so I had chicken nuggets and a side salad from McDonalds. I took some grapefruit in a little container.

The Grapefruit Diet: Day Ten

Today I hade the usual breakfast.

The same thing for lunch I had yesterday.

Hot Dogs for dinner.

Whoopdeedo

Spring Layout

No ideas as to who to put in the spring layout? Come on guys, help a sista out!

The Grapefruit Diet: Day Nine

Today for breakfast I had 2 fried eggs, two strips of bacon and half a grapefruit.

For lunch: Some left over london broil, small salad, and half a grapefruit.

Dinner drove me nuts. We went out to eat to a buffet. I had to skip the grapefruit, they didn't have any. So I had a nice salad, and then some roast beef, and pot roast, and a slice of meatloaf, and some green beans. It was yum. But of course the waitress put the rolls right in front of me, so I moved them. Plus the desserts looked heavenly. But I held strong! *holds fist up* Go me.

The Grapefruit Diet: Day Eight

For breakfast I had a "omlet" (Really just egg in the shape of an omlet) 2 strips of bacon, and half a grapefruit. I am so craving toast and jam though. In a major way. I can't wait for this weekend.

For lunch I had some left over turkey and a salad and half a grapefruit. Sam and Candy bought some brownies at the store before lunch and they drove me nuts all day.

For dinner we had london broil. It was good. I also had green beans and half a grapefruit. The garlic potatos mom made drove me batty though.