busted!

Pants and i were out furniture shopping for his pad this weekend. we ventured near and far, but the best stop was at a joint called West Elm in Tyson’s. it didn’t qualify as best stop because of the furniture, although i did fancy a lot of the style. Pants didn’t find the clear winner of the media cabinet battle their, either. it was the best stop because Pants found a cabinet he kind of liked, and was going to take a picture, when i offered my modeling services for the top of the side table (yes, how rebellious, we were considering a side table to use as a media cabinet).

it was taking Pants forever to get the pic, due to a dining table being in the way, and we were totally BUSTED by Udo Kier the West Elm Homosexual Furniture Salesman. we got quite the nasty look, but i’m glad because this picture wouldn’t be anywhere near awesome without the disapproval to go along with it.

progress!

wii may be prone to lie to me, but my baffroom scale does not ... i was officially below 160 (not by much, sure) this morning. i am pleeeeeeased.

the wii told me i lost 5 pounds OVERNIGHT last week when i knew full well that could not be right. sooo i put the little extender bits on the feet, which are recommended for use on plush carpets. plush my carpet is not (not even speaking euphemistically, here), but i put them on anyway... and then it told me i gained 6 pounds! :P

since i put the risers on the wii, it has been pretty consistent, anyway. now all i have to do is keep this up for another 20 lbs. dangit.

tell wii lies, tell me swii-t little lies...

my wii fit sez i lost 2lbs over the past week! i can’t quite believe it, but i want to. time for that donut reward ;)

the wii fit, btw, is pretty fun. this morning i did 23 minutes of stuff, which is 23 more than i would have done with out it. it’s amazing how a toy can keep me interested.

wtf originality?

i just saw an ad for a show called “The Mentalist” with that dude that i knew i recognized but had to look up where i recognized him from (it was “The Devil Wears Prada” which i saw with ms. skarzipan as a matinee in NJ, and before that as the innocent twink who gets it in “LA Confidential” – apparently he’s been in a lot of other stuff, too).

anyway, the point is, wtf this show looks like a dramatic rip-off of my most favouritest show of all time for right now, Psych. dude who tells people he’s psychic but is really just perceptive, works for da coppahs, solves crimes.

i gotta tell you tho, james roday is hotter by far than simon baker, even with his kinda big nose. i’ll take that schnozz over simon baker’s bizarro eyebrows any day. and he’s a rodriguez! no kidding!

i is acceptable!

i applied for this job at the gubmint, and anyone who has worked for or applied to the gubmint for employment knows that it’s a ridiculous process of form after form and layer after layer (just like an onion). well, having completed my first hurdle jump of submitting all the properly formatted curriculum vitae through the website (thus draining any creativity out of my résumé, which i find hilarious when one applies for a job that essentially requires creativity) i have received an e-mail (please do not respond to this e-mail) saying i meet qualifications and my information will now (now, nearly one month after submitting it) be passed on to the appropriate hiring person.

god bless bureaucracy.

done... for now

ok so i did it, i talked to my boss. he’s going to ‘see what he can do,’ but he agreed i’m awesome. it’s over, so why is my heart still racing and my tummy tied up?