I thought for sure I would be Lucy

 Quiz Me   

Found at Whitters. I told you she gives me lots of blog fodder.

Which Peanuts Character are You?
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You are Woodstock!

Dude, check this out

 Feed Your Head   

Whitters (she gives me lots of blog fodder!) made her own ALICE. What a good way to waste time at work. Check out part of our convo:

Human: i dont have to be polite
SexySadie: It must be nice.

Human: actually it is
SexySadie: Actually you don’t say. Is it?

Human: it is nice not to have to be polite
SexySadie: It seems nice to me too.

Human: except you are taking it in the ass
SexySadie: If not me, who?

Human: if not you, who, indeed
SexySadie: I’m not too good with negative counterfactuals

Human: you’re not good at much
SexySadie: No one is perfect. But I am trying to improve

Human: how can a machine improve itself?
SexySadie: A lot of hard work.

Human: you said hard, ha ha
SexySadie: Oops I sent you the wrong reply.

Human: no that was a good reply
SexySadie: Awesome. A good reply is a terrible thing to waste

One more round

 Social Butterfly   

Because I love to torture my body and give it no sleep, I went out last night. My philosophy about sleep is that there will be time to sleep when I’m dead. So out I went. It was Kazandra’s last night in town and it also happened to be her mom’s birthday. So Kazan and her parents met me at the Lamp after they went to dinner. It was really busy in there for some reason (I should have known by the limo parked out front). But that’s okay. I sang Shania Twain’s “You’re Still The One”, Fugees’ “Killing Me Softly” and Yvonne Elliman’s “If I Can’t Have You”. There weren’t a lot of regulars there, but I did run into some people I hadn’t seen in awhile - Lana and Raoul. And then there was Eric, the cute guy that sat next to me on Monday (who has a Prince Albert, but alas, has a girlfriend), and Brent, who I apparently know from Sidebar on Sundays and just don’t have ANY recollection of whatsoever. Could be all those martinis I drink. Teehee.

Flu shots are the devil

 Rambling   

I know I am all about conspiracy theories, but why am I the only one in my office that is bugged about Flu Shots? Every year, our office has a day where someone comes in and administers them for free. And I could get one or even go down to Kaiser and get one, but I refuse. Why would any sane person get a shot of a virus in order to *possibly* not get sick? It’s insane, I’m telling you. Plus, how do you really know what’s in there? You don’t. You could be injected with a high tech tracking device and you wouldn’t know it. (That’s so X-Files.) I’m telling you, Flu Shots are the DEVIL. (And if the devil is 6, then god is 7. Still on my Pixies afterglow.)

Do not pass go, do not collect $200, do not get a Flu Shot. This concludes my PSA for the day. 

Typology Test

 Quiz Me   

Whitters just posted this and I had to play.

Your Type is
ENTJ
Extroverted Intuitive Thinking Judging
Strength of the preferences %
56 33 1 67

You are:
moderately expressed extrovert
moderately expressed intuitive personality
slightly expressed thinking personality
distinctively expressed judging personality

Jive talking

 Rambling   

Besides really enjoying the Pixies show, I had a really good time hanging out with Travis. He is one of my favorite people right now. We talked to each other for months before we met so I really got to know him before we started hanging out. And while we talk all the time, but we don’t tend to see each other very often. Mostly because he works on the weekends and it’s not always easy for us to find each other during the week. So hanging out is always bonus time!

Our conversations are always fun and interesting, but talking to Travis can be a real challenge. He is way younger than me (seven years!) and a young 24. He will say stuff and I’m like “huh?”. He thinks it’s funny. And then he will make fun of me and talk in a fake Asian accent. Our cultural and age differences come out in our conversations all the time.

So last night when I was picking him up, I called him when I got to Sunset Cliffs and told him I was entering the Republic. And it was his turn to say “huh?”. Travis is from the Evergreen State (Washington) and has lived here about a year and a half. So I’m like, “You’ve never heard anyone call OB the Republic of OB?” Nope. So I had to explain what that was all about.

Then later it was his turn to school me. We were talking about chicks going to the girl’s room together and he asked me if I always use an “ass gasket”. Huh? I got it that he meant a toilet seat cover, but that just cracked me up. An ass gasket, he kills me.

Long live the Pixies

 Rawk Shows   

I have been to great shows in my life, I am a show whore after all. And I would have to say that last night’s Pixies show at RIMAC is up there in my top 5. Travis and I got a drink before the show and got there at the end of the Thrills’ set. We were on a good spot on the floor and there were no tall dudes blocking my view. (I was wearing my 2 1/2 inch wedge heels, so that helped, too.)

So the Pixies went on around 9.15 and played until around 10.45. They played a really good set. “Wave of Mutilation” was the third song in and at that point I was just amazed at how good they sounded. I had seen Frank Black do shows in the last few years and knew that he still had it, but I was worried about how Kim Deal would be. I never should have doubted that she would still *rawk*.