1. Get Zwinky
2. Head-On! And its own stupid Head-On! spoof
3. That Shell/Energy commercial with Jaap Von Blahblahblah
4. That Quiznos commercial with talking rodents/dust-beasts trying to sell you sandwiches
5. The Ovaltine Commercial
6. Lamisil and its evil animated foot fungus
7. The Yoplait commercials; not the lady in the "itsy bitsy teeny weenie yellow polka dot bikini" ads but the ones where you have two women eating their yogurt with a spoon and in between every bite, saying something trite like: "MMM this is like walking in a desert Oasis good" following by a "NO its like living in chocolate paradise good!" response.
8. Every Kiss begins with Kay - BARF
9. Stupid Genital Herpes commercials
10. Afflac
I just had to get them off my chest. If you think of any others, holler.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Saturday, June 16, 2007
Crackers with Wheat Germ
That is what I am munching on right now. I went on a whim and purchased them from Whole Foods because I'm trying to avoid anything "white" and despite my fear that it would taste like it sounds, its actually quite delicious!
Today was kind of lonesome. I haven't had a quiet day like this in a while. One can feel so down if she is left in her own thoughts. I suppose that is why they say, an idle mind is the devil's playground. No, I didn't do anything "evil" but I sure felt unproductive. I have quite some reading to catch up on but keep putting it off. I hate boredom, but I'm unmotivated to pick up a book! Its rather pathetic.
My skin is breaking out. This year has given me the most stress in my life so I attribute the acne to that, however, I am beginning to get really frustrated that my remedies for it are not working. Proactiv worked great but now I guess I am immune to it because it has not helped at all. I'm using Cetaphil now and I don't even know if that's helped. Its weird because my zits are not technically zits; they're usually only visible if I start touching a certain area - its like they weren't there one minute and suddenly appear after a magical rub. Also, my pimples aren't normal - they're not red, they're clear or purplish. I'm beginning to think it might be something else.
Anybody have any suggestions? Other than seeing a dermatologist, which I'll eventually have to do, except the one at HIP is kind of a brat.
Today was kind of lonesome. I haven't had a quiet day like this in a while. One can feel so down if she is left in her own thoughts. I suppose that is why they say, an idle mind is the devil's playground. No, I didn't do anything "evil" but I sure felt unproductive. I have quite some reading to catch up on but keep putting it off. I hate boredom, but I'm unmotivated to pick up a book! Its rather pathetic.
My skin is breaking out. This year has given me the most stress in my life so I attribute the acne to that, however, I am beginning to get really frustrated that my remedies for it are not working. Proactiv worked great but now I guess I am immune to it because it has not helped at all. I'm using Cetaphil now and I don't even know if that's helped. Its weird because my zits are not technically zits; they're usually only visible if I start touching a certain area - its like they weren't there one minute and suddenly appear after a magical rub. Also, my pimples aren't normal - they're not red, they're clear or purplish. I'm beginning to think it might be something else.
Anybody have any suggestions? Other than seeing a dermatologist, which I'll eventually have to do, except the one at HIP is kind of a brat.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Why another blog?
So I've come up with a reason for creating this second blog. Its because I can only post once on the flog, and often I go through the day with thoughts that I wish to share via these virtual diaries but can't because I've already uploaded those thoughts.
Today I came back to my apartment drenched. This morning the weather looked spectacular - bright, sunny and warm - so I didn't bring my umbrella along. Unforunately, towards the end of class, we heard the rumble of thunder and then that thick patter sound of pouring rain. I waited for about a half hour before heading out, when the rain eased to a gentle drizzle. My flip flops became slippery after ten minutes of walking, so I had to walk slowly so as not to fall on my face. I got about half-way to my place when it started to rain again. Thankfully, there was an awning nearby which I took cover under. I figured I'd wait there for ten minutes because my eighth grade science teacher (the dreadful Ms. Martin) once told us that thunder storms last about that long. She was wrong. Tired of lingering under this narrow awning, I decided to just power walk, despite the fear of losing the slippers. 10 minutes later, I made it to my place, jeans heavy and hair soaked.
I just watched Wheel of Fortune and witnessed a winner! Its been so long since I've seen the show, so to see someone win $100K was pretty cool. Wheel of Fortune brings two distinct memories to mind. When my sisters and I were younger, we used to visit my uncles and aunt (who lived together until their spouses came from India a few years later) and they were obsessed with Wheel of Fortune. The second memory is that of my sixth grade language arts teacher, Mrs. Mercer, who was once a contestant on the show. Every Friday we would play Hangman (which I guess is a form of the game) and win prizes. Those were some wonderful times.
Today I came back to my apartment drenched. This morning the weather looked spectacular - bright, sunny and warm - so I didn't bring my umbrella along. Unforunately, towards the end of class, we heard the rumble of thunder and then that thick patter sound of pouring rain. I waited for about a half hour before heading out, when the rain eased to a gentle drizzle. My flip flops became slippery after ten minutes of walking, so I had to walk slowly so as not to fall on my face. I got about half-way to my place when it started to rain again. Thankfully, there was an awning nearby which I took cover under. I figured I'd wait there for ten minutes because my eighth grade science teacher (the dreadful Ms. Martin) once told us that thunder storms last about that long. She was wrong. Tired of lingering under this narrow awning, I decided to just power walk, despite the fear of losing the slippers. 10 minutes later, I made it to my place, jeans heavy and hair soaked.
I just watched Wheel of Fortune and witnessed a winner! Its been so long since I've seen the show, so to see someone win $100K was pretty cool. Wheel of Fortune brings two distinct memories to mind. When my sisters and I were younger, we used to visit my uncles and aunt (who lived together until their spouses came from India a few years later) and they were obsessed with Wheel of Fortune. The second memory is that of my sixth grade language arts teacher, Mrs. Mercer, who was once a contestant on the show. Every Friday we would play Hangman (which I guess is a form of the game) and win prizes. Those were some wonderful times.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
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