these are just funny ways to start conversations. and odd.
-"Do you want to come see the colorful fish in my apt?"
-"Do you like ice cream? I like ice cream. Perhaps we should eat ice cream together. Ice cream is good. I could pay for the ice cream." [i swear he said ice cream 5 times in about 10 seconds. it was a bit endearing.]
-"Wow - it's so awesome you drive a stick shift. Can you fix cars too?" [huh? what does one have to do with the other?]
-"Can you take a pic of my and my 3 friends? [all guys] Can I wear your hat in my picture?" [i shook my head cause i didn't want to share hats, and he tried to turn that into a conversation item. but i still think it's odd to ask someone if you could wear their hat.]
-"Do you dance in a dance group? Can I come see you sometime?" [uuhhh...yea, i'm part of a group named FancyFeet. but it was nice of him to think so.]
and those are the top 5 from the week. i'm going to a happy hour tonight at my fav place - Red Lion Tavern. where rick used to sing. i wonder if he's still there. he's a nice guy - great with a guitar!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
A Dog's Purpose
i got this forward today - it's very cute. i don't know how much i believe that a 6-year old can say this, but the message still brings tears to my eyes, cause it's so true. i love dogs, and we should all be like them...
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-oldIrish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa,And their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, andThey were hoping for a miracle.I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the familyWe couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform theEuthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt asThough Shane might learn something from the experience.The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker'sFamily surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog forThe last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without anyDifficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker'sDeath, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives areShorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly,Piped up, 'I know why.'Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth nextStunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.He said, 'People are born so that they can learn how to live a goodLife -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?'The Six-year-old continued, 'Well, dogs already know how to do that,So they don't have to stay as long.'So Remember:
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-oldIrish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa,And their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, andThey were hoping for a miracle.I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the familyWe couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform theEuthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt asThough Shane might learn something from the experience.The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker'sFamily surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog forThe last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on.Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without anyDifficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker'sDeath, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives areShorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly,Piped up, 'I know why.'Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth nextStunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.He said, 'People are born so that they can learn how to live a goodLife -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?'The Six-year-old continued, 'Well, dogs already know how to do that,So they don't have to stay as long.'So Remember:
Live simply.
Love generously.
Care deeply.
Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.
Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Take naps.
Stretch before rising.
Run, romp, and play daily.
Thrive on attention and let people touch you.
Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.
On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.
On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.
When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.
Delight in the simple joy of a long walk
Be loyal.
Never pretend to be something you're not.
If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.
When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by and nuzzle them gently.
vegas or bust
i'm going to vegas this weekend as a last second thing. fun stories to come.
b school apps are stressful. i've been doing alright on the gmat studying. i think i'm feeling better and better about it - i'm taking it on feb 23. if i don't crash and burn, then i'll be applying to 2 schools for round 3. very difficult to get in, but it's worth a shot i think. we'll see how it goes. keep your fingers crossed for me. i hope it works out for me this year...
on that note, i'm starving. we're going to lunch with some dept ppl, so we're waiting on them to get ready.
some of my friends have started to wonder about their exes more and more. i never think this is a good idea. but then again, what do i know? just be careful...
b school apps are stressful. i've been doing alright on the gmat studying. i think i'm feeling better and better about it - i'm taking it on feb 23. if i don't crash and burn, then i'll be applying to 2 schools for round 3. very difficult to get in, but it's worth a shot i think. we'll see how it goes. keep your fingers crossed for me. i hope it works out for me this year...
on that note, i'm starving. we're going to lunch with some dept ppl, so we're waiting on them to get ready.
some of my friends have started to wonder about their exes more and more. i never think this is a good idea. but then again, what do i know? just be careful...
Friday, February 1, 2008
good times, good times
Jolene is sort of in town for work. i say sort of because she's in irvine, so i've been doing a lot of driving the past few days. totally worth it of course =)
we're going dancing tonight, and she's leaving tomorrow at 2 or something. and K and i are going dancing tomorrow night. our goal is to actually try and talk to someone (usually we just talk to each other and don't give anyone the time of day) because our new thing is to be social. we're very antisocial when we're hanging around each other. oh well.
tomorrow is the superbowl, and for the first time i have no plans. i'm not interested in the patriots or the giants, and i'm more interested in studying for the GMAT. so i think i'm going to have it on in the background while i study all day. i cleaned my apt this morning (it's not too bad so it didn't take me very long) so i'm basically free the whole weekend to do other things. i suppose i'll have to go grocery shopping at some point, but that's easy.
i'm starting to wake up at 5:15/ 5:30. i like it. this morning was no different. so what did i do? i washed Simba. it's nice to have a dog who just doesn't smell, but it was time for his bath. it was hilarious. i usually leave the door open when i take a shower since i don't like it getting steamy. so Simba's seen my routine - turn on the water, then turn on the shower a few seconds later, take a shower, done. today i turned on the water, and let it run. i just looked at him, cause i knew he was not going to like the idea of a bath, and he KNEW right away. it was hilarious. he looked at me, looked at the showerhead, looked at the water, looked at the showerhead, and look at me again. he knew something was different. i took a step towards him and he cowered (poor thing); ears back, tail tucked under, and dropped to the floor. i picked him up, and he just became a dead weight, trying to avoid the inevitable. he's not a small dog, 55 lbs, so it was no small feat when he made himself a dead weight. hilarious! my hand happened to be on his chest when i picked him up, and i could feel his heart THUMPING so loud. poor kid. it just got faster as we approached the bathtub. awww. he was shaking and freaking out, but he relaxed as he got a massage with mint shampoo. haha. he's cute. he knows what "shake" means, so he waits until i tell him. i hold the shower curtain closed and tell him to shake so nothing (including me) gets wet too badly. very smart and cute dog. i used coconut conditioner on him, dried him off, and brushed 3 sweaters worth of fur out of him. very clean and nice smelling puppy =)
then i just vacuumed (i have no idea how to spell that) and did a little cleaning. i love mornings.
we're going dancing tonight, and she's leaving tomorrow at 2 or something. and K and i are going dancing tomorrow night. our goal is to actually try and talk to someone (usually we just talk to each other and don't give anyone the time of day) because our new thing is to be social. we're very antisocial when we're hanging around each other. oh well.
tomorrow is the superbowl, and for the first time i have no plans. i'm not interested in the patriots or the giants, and i'm more interested in studying for the GMAT. so i think i'm going to have it on in the background while i study all day. i cleaned my apt this morning (it's not too bad so it didn't take me very long) so i'm basically free the whole weekend to do other things. i suppose i'll have to go grocery shopping at some point, but that's easy.
i'm starting to wake up at 5:15/ 5:30. i like it. this morning was no different. so what did i do? i washed Simba. it's nice to have a dog who just doesn't smell, but it was time for his bath. it was hilarious. i usually leave the door open when i take a shower since i don't like it getting steamy. so Simba's seen my routine - turn on the water, then turn on the shower a few seconds later, take a shower, done. today i turned on the water, and let it run. i just looked at him, cause i knew he was not going to like the idea of a bath, and he KNEW right away. it was hilarious. he looked at me, looked at the showerhead, looked at the water, looked at the showerhead, and look at me again. he knew something was different. i took a step towards him and he cowered (poor thing); ears back, tail tucked under, and dropped to the floor. i picked him up, and he just became a dead weight, trying to avoid the inevitable. he's not a small dog, 55 lbs, so it was no small feat when he made himself a dead weight. hilarious! my hand happened to be on his chest when i picked him up, and i could feel his heart THUMPING so loud. poor kid. it just got faster as we approached the bathtub. awww. he was shaking and freaking out, but he relaxed as he got a massage with mint shampoo. haha. he's cute. he knows what "shake" means, so he waits until i tell him. i hold the shower curtain closed and tell him to shake so nothing (including me) gets wet too badly. very smart and cute dog. i used coconut conditioner on him, dried him off, and brushed 3 sweaters worth of fur out of him. very clean and nice smelling puppy =)
then i just vacuumed (i have no idea how to spell that) and did a little cleaning. i love mornings.
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