ahh..the daily afternoon debate: do i go home now that it's five? or do i stay because i woke up at 8:30 and didn't get in until 10?

it's like the daily morning debate: should i call in sick?

raise your hand if you're with me.

on one hand i feel really bad about coming in late and not working a whole day. but then i think about all those nights i was up til 3 am finishing reports because of impossible deadlines and i think, "ARE YOU CRAZY?! GO HOME!" my work ethic fluctuates so much, and i can't decide if i want to be a diligent little worker bee or just do enough to make people think i'm the diligent little worker bee and barely get by. but then is my "get by" work ethic more than what people expect and if so, should that be enough for me?

it was 20 degrees outside today. it's practically spring! =P

i, too, am too lazy to write about superbowl at the cheungs except to say that it was the usual time...lots of laughing, too much food.....i'll follow chrissy's lead and defer to the link.

oh baby. guess whose work is sending her to sd......

=D

okay, fung beat me to it. team chaos is so fun and she definitely scored her first goal today. conehead's next. she still has to make up for missing last week's game. and people! can i just say that pandemonium begins one week from sunday?!!! dang. you know you want to be in michigan, too. ;D makes you appreciate 20 degree weather.

what is wrong with me? i cannot get myself to do work. none! at all!! i don't wanna do it. nope. don't wanna. left work early friday, didn't come in yesterday, came in late today, ate lunch for two hours with martin...i'm definitely setting myself up to be a bad employee. and here i am blogging! ugh. and you know what? i'm still leaving at five. i'm sure it'll pass in about a minute when everyone decides to dump work on me at the same time. i suppose i'm taking advantage of the fact that i'm not that busy, since i complain so much about how busy i get. but i hate this feeling of not wanting to do anything except sleep and bum. i also hate the fact that i smell like subway because me and martin were there for so long. i don't know if food odors just stick to me more than most people or if i'm just really sensitive to food smells on my clothes. i am pretty paranoid about offending people in because i smell like food. that would be my mom and my aunt's fault for always cooking fish right before we went out with friends.

vegas will get me through this. 7 weeks til vegas. in the meantime...back to work.

just spent the entire day alternating between eating and falling asleep to dvds. we need more days like this.

soccer was way fun last night. battle scar on left quad bigger than my hand with imprints of the ball seams bruised into the middle of it....SO worth the fun. we tied, but we tied it good. p.s. we missed you yesterday, conehead!!!! next week you're scoring to make up for it. deal?

fung and i are doing math problems right now. it's fun. math is fun. we should all do math.

"mathematics is a game of patterns. find the pattern and you've got the key."

i learned that quote in my 7th grade algebra class.

i am a pack rat. but i've been getting better. a few years ago i finally threw away some notes from high school. and not like class notes. i'm talking notes like the ones your friends would leave for you in your locker of pass to you in class. four years of them. WHY would i keep those? and i used to keep all the flowers i got whenever i did a show and all the one's eric used to give me which got to be a lot, so i had to get rid of them. it was getting ridiculous...i didn't have room for my shoes in my closet. but i found all my old yearbooks from junior high and grade school. it's so funny the stuff that people write....let's reminisce:

"a.s.s."
"k.i.t."
"g.l.w.t.g."
"l.y.l.a.s."

remember when so much meaning dwelled in whether you wrote "luv" or "love" or drew a heart? especially if it was to/from someone of the opposite sex. heehee. in grade school it used to be a contest to see who could get the most autographs. so silly. it is interesting though when people write really nice things in your yearbook when you didn't even think they noticed you ever. and then when you read those really long messages from your "best" friend(s) at the time who you don't really talk to anymore, but at one point in time you shared everything with. it's funny how fast time moves you through relationships.

i think i'm getting all nostalgic because 1) me, eric, ryan, and lorie were all looking through my family's old pictures last weekend and 2) because it feels like life is moving forward to the next stage very very quickly and i'm either a) trying to get it to slow down by revisiting the past or b) recalling how i got to where i am now and all the madness that i went through to get here. probably both. plus it's fun (and funny) to look at old stuff. so it's not such a bad thing that i'm a pack rat.

at last.

things have slowed down at work.

doh. manager just walked in. i suck. it's very valuable to have your task bar hidden when speaking to multiple people on im. happy tuesday!

oh. and for the record. pandemonium is about to ensue. whoaaaa...watch out! ;D

there is a pen monster living in my cube. yes. pen monster. as in best friend of the sock monster that lives in the dryer.

man.

that's the fourth pen this week and tuesday's not even over.

soreness. the second time in two weeks. it hurts to laugh. and to move my legs. after long periods of sitting it's quite painful to move anything but my arms and head. soccer hurts when you're out of shape.

but it's the good hurt. and tomorrow morning i get to sleep in. WOOHOO!!!!

i hope everyone had a happy new years celebration. it was pretty low key in the heights. ha. we did way more than we've ever done in six days. i've seen conehad and chrissy every day since last thursday. ?!?!?!?! i guess james has to come out to michigan for eric, chrissy, conehead and i to all hang out together. dare i say i'm sick of seeing them? ha. no way!!! heehee...it's like it's the beginning of regular hanging out. heehee!!! i must say that gambling is WAY more fun in the comfort of someone's home. it really is embarrassing to have everyone hate you at the craps table cuz you have no skills at rolling dice. sheesh, ERIC. way to go. =P