Friday, February 26, 2010

hook, line & sinker.

Fishing is the sport of drowning worms.
– Author Unknown

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yesterday i felt like i was drowning. from tweets, emails and having to change passwords to all my accounts.


yep. yesterday i was phished.

it was quite embarrassing. especially since a co-worker was the first to tell me. it was a little scandalous. something about being a hot 24-year-old female and to contact "me" on a hotmail chat.

hello! i'm 28! get it right hackers!


so i rushed around twitter deleting my sent DMs and changing all my passwords. but considering i've been on the interwebz for like a bajillion years and this is the first time i've been hacked i think that's pretty impressive. and to know that the reason i got hacked was because of my own doing...not too bad either...sort of.

i was really pissed when it happened...i got a DM tweet from a reliable person whom i've meet IRL. when he DM'd me: haha. is this you??? (with a twitpic link) i thought it was legit.

SRSLY!
i actually thought "oh no, he probably saw the outrageous Fluorescent February outfit i wore on Saturday" so i clicked on the link to confirm. and laugh at myself again.

hack accomplished. the link directed me to a blog. i was a little confused so i DM'd him saying the link didn't work. when he told me he had been hacked i knew it was only a matter of time...and it took about 5 hours for it to happen to me.

so i sincerely apologize to all the DMs you got. i think i've got it under control. otherwise enjoy chatting with Paris928Love on hotmail.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

one down, eight to go.

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
– Eugene O'Neill 

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some of you may or may not know that i adopted a kitty from the Cleveland APL.

you're probably asking, "what happened to Bagley?" well because my apt is so small and my moms house is so big she's decided to adopt him from me. oh, and the fact that he wouldn't get in my car to go home helped.

But anyways, i adopted mac from the APL in mid November as an early gift for me. he's awesome. he can play fetch. he's a purrer. and he's a guard cat. no lie.

he has recently taken an interest to all things water. my water glass at night, the sink, the toilet even the bath tub.

the other night i went to take a shower and i notice my drain was clogged. gross i know. but i couldn't shower, i hate standing water. it was too late to get drain-o from anywhere so i planed on getting it super early in the AM the next day.

i plop myself on my couch and watch some tv. i played a few rounds of fetch with mac and i notice he wasn't interested anymore. as i'm watching a House re-run i hear some strange noise.

like scurrying. as if mac got stuck on tile and couldn't run away fast enough. that's almost what happened.

i run into the bathroom just in time to see mac leap out of the tub soaking wet. he didn't realize that the drain was clogged and the tub had standing water in it.

he looked horrified.
i think he just lost one of his 9 lives.
what do you think?

 little mac with his soaking tail and feet.
you can even see his soggy foot prints in the carpet.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

rise on, verizon.

The telephone is a good way to talk to people without having to offer them a drink. 
– Fran Lebowitz 

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i'm a fan of verizon. i have been since i got my first cell phone in 2002. i was no longer living under my parents roof (not even for holiday breaks!)

so i could spend my money where i wanted = cell phone, booze and fast food.

anyways, i've been really loyal to verizon. even when at&t got the iPhone, i held back thinking that one day verizon will get it. and it'll be super sweet.

my contract was up last march, but i waited to re-up my contract in hopes that Apple would finally see the awesome-sauce that is verizon. alas, nothing happened. i went to a verizon store along with my mom and grandma (since they're on MY family plan) in june to see what our choices were. but we all left the verizon store empty handed as we didn't see any phones we liked.

then the unthinkable happens. i drop my perfectly good Blue Chocolate Slide phone in a large cup of beer at the Browns/Bears game at Soldier Field. i was sad. but i was mostly drunk and it didn't click that i had just submerged my phone in a tasty beverage.

When i got back, i got the LG Versa. i love it. i love it like people love their blackberrys. its a touch screen. its easy to use. i love it.

so when i noticed the screen was all F-ed up at the Snoop Dogg concert i cried. yes i shed a few tears because my beloved phone was broke, i didn't get insurance on it and i didn't feel like spending $300 on a new phone. i'm a sissy.

so friday i went to the verizon store expecting to drop some moneys. but when i told them what happened which was basically "i don't know what happened" they looked up my information, checked the back, called a few stores and finally said "you'll have a new one shipped to you by tuesday"

wha wha what???

that was all i had to do. i was skeptical about the delivery date, quality of the phone, etc. but when i got home yesterday there sitting in my doorway was a fedex box with my name on it.

i updated my phone this morning with Michelle from Verizon and she was super helpful. since i can't get insurance on a refurbished phone she said i still have the original 1-year warranty on it from my previous phone. they even gave me a fedex mailing label to send my old phone back!

so verizion, please hurry and get the iPhone. but in the mean time, i'm a customer for life!

can you hear me now? who is your cell phone carrier? what do you like dislike about your phone?

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

my first...

Unbeknownst to most historians, Einstein started down the road of professional basketball before an ankle injury diverted him to science. 
– Gary Larson

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...valentine's day
(haha, did my title trick you? just wait till april fools day)

okay, so this sunday wasn't my first valentine's day. but it was my first with jon, and my first since junior year of college...i think...

to sum it up.
jon cooked me an awesome meal.
• french onion soup
• salad (like my favorite from rockne's)
• portabella parmesan
• wine, lots of wine

(everything had cheese on it, i was even allowed to add more cheese to my soup!)

Monday, i took him to melt. we went to the museum of natural history. (i passed for a college student) then we played kickball.

jon sprained his ankle sliding into second base in like the 5th inning.
we ended up winning, but i had to take him to the hospital to get x-rays.
everythings fine...except the swollen ankle and the pain.

i then treated him to wendy's.

i think jon wins the valentine's day award.
oh, and his birthday week started yesterday.

feel better karate jon you're only 30 28 once

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

smoking in the girls 'room.

A nonsmoker is forced to find food, but for a smoker breakfast can be a cigarette and a cup of bad coffee.– Brock Fiant

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a fun fact you might not know about me: i used to smoke from 1997-2002.

yep. i'm a former smoker...and proud of it. funny, though, starting and quitting sort of revolved around two former boyfriends.

actually the first time i tried smoking i was in 7th grade at a friends house. my parents were both closet smokers and i would steel my moms salem lights from under the drivers side floor mat.

my friend and i would sit up in her bed room hanging out her window smoking...or trying too...i was never good at inhaling and decided smoking was too hard.

fast forward to junior year of highschool. my boyfriend and all my friends were smokers...i was on the track team, staring the girls soccer team, running cross country and i wont even talk about my basketball career. but as i realize i wasn't breaking the HS record for girls 100M hurdles, wasn't getting scouted for college and i obviously wasn't going to the olympics (yes, at one point i dreamt i would run in the olympics). i decided to cave into peer pressure and pick up smoking. my boyfriend was already buying all my friends cigs, so why not me. i remember i would give him $2 and he could keep the change for a pack of marlboro lights. i was cool, driving around in my '89 red jeep wrangler with a cig in my hand.

fast forward to college. i decided to quit (for a little) when i got my wisdom teeth pulled. the dentist said something about dry socket and how smoking can cause bad things to happen beside the usual. so i quit...for about a month...stress of college and breaking up with my boyfriend lead me to smoking again...plus i had declared a major. Graphic Design. all the art students would sit out and smoke in-between and during class. and lets not forget about the professors and T.A.'s who would smoke and actually have a normal conversation with you. another way to be cool.

a year or two passed and i started dating this guy. he was all in to running. wanted to qualify for the boston marathon. he would go to the rec and run forever on the track. so i started going to the rec and working out more and more. and i realized i wanted to smoke less and less. then one of my best friends and i decided to quit for lent. it was fun and crazy. she was in withdrawal the next morning. it didn't hit me till the following day. it was nuts. but we kept telling each other the first few days are the hardest. and before you knew it 40 days had passed and we made it.

since then i've maybe had a total of one pack of smokes. usually just a hit and i'm instantly reminded of how horrible it was. cleveland did an amazing thing and band smoking from bars. now i can wear the same jeans two days in a row without smelling like bar! (yea for saving money on laundry!)

but the point of this post wasn't to tell you about my smoking history, but rather to complain about public smoking. last night i was at the cavs game. i was in the club section. i had to go pee. i walk in the girls bathroom and i'm bombarded with cig smoke. some lady was too lazy to walk out side to smoke. i was so irritated. i almost went and complained, but the culprit was gone and the only thing left was her horrible stench. really?! stupid smokers. go outside.

do you smoke? have you snuck a cig in a bathroom or public place? do you want to get lung cancer?

Monday, February 8, 2010

Harry Potter, Super Bowl & Underwear!


Indianapolis Colts you just lost the super bowl? what are you going to do now?...Go to Harry Potter World!
– Super Bowl Party People from last night.

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Now i don't know everything about football. but i know enough.
i play on a co-ed rec team. we've never made it past the first round of playoffs, but with the saints winning last night, i have faith.
i'm sure every blog post today will somehow reference the super bowl. and i wont be any different. a lot of people i spoke to were cheering for the colts to win. i didn't have a preference till i read @MikeAmmo post yesterday on who he's cheering for.

Picking the Colts cause of Payton's commercial exposure is a solid reason, i suppose. but i did have an emotional attachment to this years super bowl. New Orleans really needed a win. having never been to the super bowl and dealing with hurricane Katrina...they were the underdog. and being a browns fan, i'm always drawn to the underdog.

With the start of the super bowl i feared i had chosen the wrong team. but after the saints pulled off that onside kick i knew they had a chance at bringing home a win.

the commercials, meh. the fact that there were a lot of men in underwear got me thinking. i know there was suppose to be a commercial advertising an "e-harmony" for same sex couples and that didn't air. so maybe there was some conspiracy that caused all the other commercials to show men in manties. (men+panties=manties).

but after all was said and done, payton blew it. its always the QBs fault. and i'm proud to post the first issue of Payton on the cover of Shambles Magazine.
 
So, if the saints can make it to, and win, the superbowl. i have faith that the Browns will be there before we know it.

oh, and a guy at the party i was at last night brought up a good point...if Baltimore would've kept the Colts the Browns would've never eventually left.
in bazaar-O world, the Browns would've been at super bowl XLIV. 

What did you all think of Super Bowl XLIV?

Monday, February 1, 2010

Ay Bay Bay!

A Harvard Medical School study has determined that recal thermometers are still the best way to tell a baby's temperature. Plus, it really teaches the baby who's boss. 
– Tina Fey

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I'm not a big fan of kids.
i mean, i'll entertain them for a little and they make me laugh, but they also make me cranky. especially if i don't know the baby. nothing annoys me more than being in a public place with a crying baby.

however, if i'm with you and your baby is crying, i'll probably laugh at you and then go buy an icee and keep myself entertained. i'm the type of person that could be the permanent aunt. i'll spoil them for a day, maybe two, then send them back home all sugared up and with some toys.

I've done my share of babysitting. which is a sure way to make you feel old. like, this past holiday season, i see kids i used to babysit drinking, driving, smoking and making dirty jokes...usually not all at once. OLD.

oh, and i used to babysit my step-sisters (when they were in diapers)...before there was ever a whisper that they would be apart of my future family tree. they're 18 and 19. OLD.

or, i've been at Adcom now for 5 years. i remember when some of my co-workers kids were 2, or not even born. OLD.

but nothing compares to when your friends have kids. and you get to watch them grow-up before your eyes. like my friend Ryan and his daughter Audrey...she's going to be 4. 4-years-old!!! i can't believe it. OLD.

and now, another close friend of mine just had a baby girl. Vacey Jane. Here she is in the blanket i got her.

i can't help but think she's making a poo in this picture

originally i wanted to get her some pink chucks. but i was forced to get something off the registry decided against it. i'll wait till she's 4, walking and causing all sorts of trouble.

yeah, fatty, she's going to be a trouble maker. i'll make sure of that.

So, welcome to the world Vacey. you have two great parents that might just be the coolest parents on the planet.

what are your thoughts on kids? have any? want any?