monday agenda

Today is the first day of the rest of your life:

1. Wake up early and work out.

2. Clean the entire apartment and get rid of a lot of clutter.

3. Send out a bunch of resumes.

4. Make calls to looks for job leads.

I'm excited. Off to bed, I go!

people in glass houses, i swear!

I have this co-worker, let's call him... J. This motherfucker is the first one to point out when other people aren't doing their work. He is the first one to go up in the supervisor's office talkin bout "she fell asleep during her shift". He is the trick ass bitch who is the first to complain when the orders aren't entered.

Yet, he has been watching RuPaul's Drag Race all fucking day while I'm sitting here entering ALL the orders, taking ALL the calls and running on virtually no sleep. Then when he sees me with the headphones (correction, ONE earphone in cuz the other ear is for the phone), he wants to give me the side eye like I'M slackin. Girlfriend, please.

The worst part is, everyone he's ever tricked on thinks it's ME goin up in the office to complain.


Damn it.

whu huh name is?

I have to --HAVE TO-- go to Mitsuwa to get this issue. I absolutely love this girl. I think she's so pretty and not stick skinny like most of the girls in the Japanese mags. I don't even know what her name is. I know, it sounds all teeny-bopper, fan, stalker-status but I'm girl crushin' real hard.

count wacktacula.

I was driving home today and realized his test in L.A. is this week and I got all sad. THEN I realized he's leaving me in January which gives me what? Like 8-9 weekends left with him to go out, drink 40s at the club, chikka chikka dinners, walks through Bucktown (the "should I return this, should I keep it" game), splitting noodles at Zen, breakfasts at midnight at White Pal... then I got even sadder. Fuck. I'm going to miss my Count Wacktacula.

ooples and boonoonoos!

Well, just ooples, really. I decided to try the apple cleanse. I wanted to do the master cleanse (you know the infamous, insane lemonade-cayenne-syrup drink), but I'm too chicken shit for that. I bet I'll pass out within the first 2 hours of that cleanse so no, thanks! The apple cleanse, I read it off of this girl's blog and researched it more. It doesn't sound too bad, I mean it's easy and it's got solids so I'm trying it. It says you can do it for however many days you want in a row. I'm doing 3. It also says if you want, you can do it like for X number of days in a row every week. I also need to go out and find unprocessed, unfiltered apple cider vinegar. Trader Joe's maybe? Whole Foods? I don't know... I also researched the apple vinegar cleanse after seeing it on this chica's blog. (I know, I tend to pick up things off people's blogs and research it. lol)

Okay, so here I go. Wish me luck.

Peace, bitches.

-Marie

a little bit of everything.

I don't really have a specific topic to blog about today so this is all over the place.

First of all, the Insanity work out program I blogged about down there... umm FAIL. Well not really... I mean I could do it, just not in my apartment I guess. I tried to do the Fit Test which is a bunch of exercise moves that you do for 1 minute and you do as many reps as you can. Well, I got through half of it but when I did the the first of the suicide jumps... holy mother of mercy! My feet slipped all the way back and this crazy pulling type of pain went all the way up my spine! So I let my self plop to the floor as opposed to trying to recover with my feet and fucking up my back. It's my floors, I guess. Too slippery. I guess I'll have to stick with the Turbo Jam until I get a rug or something.

Moving on...

I've been feeling kind of bipolar lately... I mean like mood swings up the ass for real. One minute I'm all happy, feeling good... then I'm all emo and sensitive (I mean, I actually fucking cried over something someone said on FACEBOOK. umm wtf, Marie? To be fair, what the douchebag said really wasn't cool. And we're supposed to be friends? well, "friends", I just thought that guy could never be, in a million years, that mean) ... then I'm all angry and just want to yell at everyone. I know, that's scary-sounding. I really don't know what the fuck is going on. I feel like I have some sort of hormonal imbalance thing going on. I just need to maybe find my center again and chill the fuck out cuz all this mood swinging is fucking exhausting. Perhaps it's because I've been laying off the bud lately. HAHA. That's a good thing though, isn't it?

There was more I wanted to say and pictures I wanted to share but I'm tired now and super-hungry. So, laters.

insane in the membrane.

I'm starting this program today. I'm a little worried because the instructor is the same guy from Hip Hop Abs that I borrowed from Leslie (remind me to return that) and he annoyed me a little. I can't stand annoying DVD instructors, that's why I couldn't do the Jillian Michaels bootcamp, she annoyed me... and creeped me out a little. LOL. Anyway, wish me luck because apparently it's crazy... insane, even. I kind of wish I started on a Monday so it'll be timed that my "day off" is on Sundays. But it's cool because on my "off" days I would have done Turbo Jam anyway (I know, I love the BeachBody.Com programs). Plus, there's no time like the present.

Ok, I'm off to get insane!

Toodle. Oo.

-Marie

ibetcha i can! err... maybe.

So my boyfriend and I bet that I would lose an X number of pounds by December. We made this bet like 2 months ago. TWO MONTHS AGO. I've already lost a good amount but I'm gonna need to step up my game if I'm gonna win. Problem is, I'm sorta lacking in the motivation department. It seems as if I'm really not motivated to do anything lately. I have a couple of goals that I need to meet by december:

1. Lose that weight and win the damn bet

2. Get a new job because this one pays so shitty AND they're making me work ALL the holidays. Yeah, apparently us night-shifters don't deserve a Christmas or NYE. Well, FUCK THAT.

Anyways, so I'm betting MYSELF that I could reach these goals. I need to motivate myself more. So I had this great idea of posting up little motivational quotes around my apartment. Anyone got any good ones?

And something totally off subject, I want a Long Champ bag =)

all marie, all the time.

Ok... So my personal blog is about to go offline in a few days so I'm going to have to just make this an all-in-one blog. It sucks because I really wanted this to be a beauty blog...but that wasn't really working out that well since I've been uninspired and too cranky to touch my makeup.

The good thing is, I can blog on here from my phone since I don't have internet at work. I couldn't do that on the other site.

Okay, well stay tuned (all 3 of you).