Friday, August 30, 2002
Wednesday, August 28, 2002
Monday, August 26, 2002
Sunday, August 25, 2002
Sunday, August 25, 2002
I can't believe I got a migraine last night and was pissed
off. Wow, I am so spoiled. It's been like 3 weeks maybe since
I've had one. OMG, I love CoQ10!
Saturday, August 24, 2002
Thursday, August 22, 2002
Tuesday, August 20, 2002
Friday, August 16, 2002
Friday, August 16, 2002
I think I forgot to mention how phenomenal my
hotel was. I felt like the
goddess I aspire to be for a few days.
;-) The rooms (or should I
say suites?) are great (marble showers, Jacuzzi tubs, down pillows), but the
location (besides being oceanfront) is not as great -- nothing much within
walking distance. What am I saying? Oceanfront is really nice!
I slept with my balcony doors open, listening to the waves gently lapping at
the beach all night. And even though I had to awaken at some inhumane
hour, the breathtaking sunrise helped to assuage those pains.
Time to go home and see my dashing Galahad! He's really the only thing I need to be my Inner Goddess. = D
Time to go home and see my dashing Galahad! He's really the only thing I need to be my Inner Goddess. = D
Thursday, August 15, 2002
Thursday, August 15, 2002
So.... training wasn't as good as the one
in Virginia 2 months ago, but it was as good as could be expected.
However, that made me all the more ready to have a beautiful dinner! We went to South Beach to try yet another Nobu creation. The food was exquisite, yet the ambiance was lacking. This one is located within the Shore Club hotel.
The original in NYC still has the best ambiance out of the 3 I have been to so far.
However, that made me all the more ready to have a beautiful dinner! We went to South Beach to try yet another Nobu creation. The food was exquisite, yet the ambiance was lacking. This one is located within the Shore Club hotel.
The original in NYC still has the best ambiance out of the 3 I have been to so far.
Wednesday, August 14, 2002
Wednesday, August 14, 2002
I have to go out of town for a few days.
Lucky me, it's only to Miami.
I had a pre-dinner meal with my manager at the infamous Rascal House. The blintzes were fabulous, dollink!
I had a pre-dinner meal with my manager at the infamous Rascal House. The blintzes were fabulous, dollink!
Thursday, August 8, 2002
Thursday, August 8, 2002
Yay!!!! It worked. I feel much
better today. =D
Wednesday, August 7, 2002
Wednesday, August 7, 2002
And, of course I forget that when it's bad, it can get so much fucking worse. I had a 4 AM reminder of that. I actually had to work half a day today. But, the happy news is that my outlook is much more chipper today than yesterday. Odd, aye?
I went to visit my chiropractor who played all kinds of Twister with my body that he could. He also had his cool electronic zapper toy that he nailed me with.
I went to visit my chiropractor who played all kinds of Twister with my body that he could. He also had his cool electronic zapper toy that he nailed me with.
Tuesday, August 6, 2002
Tuesday, August 6, 2002
OMFG, I forgot what migraines were somehow. Some damn storm system is playing Fred Astaire on my brain. :(
I had recently decreased my CoQ10 dosage from 4 to 3. I guess I had better stick with 4.
I had recently decreased my CoQ10 dosage from 4 to 3. I guess I had better stick with 4.
Monday, August 5, 2002
Sunday, August 4, 2002
Saturday, August 3, 2002
Friday, August 2, 2002
Friday, August 2, 2002
OMG, I am such a freak magnet. I went to
Radio Shack in my everlasting quest for phone happiness. I needed a
new battery for my cordless phone. They don't stock the one with the
proper milliampules that I need, so I had to settle for second best. I
hate that!
Anyway, the guy there decided I was a friendly ear apparently and started telling me about his lifelong crusade to SAVE THE CHILDREN. Bah! Quit fucking having kids that you can't take care of. Prevention is the answer, IMNSHO. Plus, this fellow looked like the preacher guy in Poltergeist, only maybe a bit younger. You know the one who sings, "God is in his temple" with the freaky eyes. Same eyes. I couldn't wait to leave there, but of course I didn't wanna seem rude. Wtf kinda reaction is that? Why can't I seem rude to a stranger who really is strange? I hate this socializing that women get that we need to be helpful and nice to everyone. That's why we're always victims of serial killers. So, the moral of the story is to unlearn the niceness tendencies.
Anyway, the guy there decided I was a friendly ear apparently and started telling me about his lifelong crusade to SAVE THE CHILDREN. Bah! Quit fucking having kids that you can't take care of. Prevention is the answer, IMNSHO. Plus, this fellow looked like the preacher guy in Poltergeist, only maybe a bit younger. You know the one who sings, "God is in his temple" with the freaky eyes. Same eyes. I couldn't wait to leave there, but of course I didn't wanna seem rude. Wtf kinda reaction is that? Why can't I seem rude to a stranger who really is strange? I hate this socializing that women get that we need to be helpful and nice to everyone. That's why we're always victims of serial killers. So, the moral of the story is to unlearn the niceness tendencies.
Thursday, August 1, 2002
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