Wednesday, September 29, 2004

(road) rage version 2.0

I'll bet you thought my first list was exhaustive. But no, I have witnessed new levels of idiocy! And I am noticing a trend where these drivers usually combine two or more offenses.

For example, the gentleman (and I use the term loosely) at Sam's who parked at the closest spot to the entrance with his SUV, then left his cart in the parking lot (because God forbid he have to walk three feet back to the store or two feet to the cart corral), THEN drove away without his lights on (at 7:15am when it is still more dark than 'dusky' outside) and narrowly avoided hitting another car - all the while speaking on his cell phone. Hopefully he was dialing his therapist and saying "I'm an asshole and don't deserve to live, please prescribe me an overdose of Valium"

Then there are the people in SUVs who inexplicably creep through puddles as if the little pool of water is going to morph into a tidal wave and engulf their enormous vehicle. They also inch over a speed bump as if it is going to bottom out their chassis. Please! I can't leave out the cool guys (and gals) who buy a sports car and then trek down the road at a snail's pace, either. These automobiles are designed the way they are for a reason - to perform in the manner intended.

Also, I am seeing a shocking amount of laziness from my fellow gym-goers. I really don't understand it because presumably they go there to work out. First, there are the people who park in the handicap/fire zone area directly in front of the door, as if parking in the attached garage and walking down a flight of stairs would be too much exertion (for the record, I park on the THIRD floor of the garage and happily take the FAR set of stairs at a brisk pace - AND before you accuse me of being insensitive to the physically challenged, these all appear to be able-bodied individuals who lack handicap decals for their vehicles and are parking there for the convenience). Then there are the people who can't bear to drive up to the second or third level of the garage and create their own parking space by blocking an aisle (I saw this in 2 regular parking lots the other day, too!). Finally, there are these crazies who can't stay on their side of the lanes within the garage, which makes my heart pound wildly as I descend from my third story parking space to the street.

My next complaint isn't relevant to road rage, but it still falls under the category of "things that aren't right with the world" so I'll put it out here. I've always thought SlimFast bars and shakes were a total joke. I mean, isn't that why these people need to ingest the stuff in the first place - because they ate too much junk? To me, any kind of nutrition bar might as well be a candy bar. In fact, I'll occasionally eat a Pria or Luna if I'm craving sweets. However, this clamor for the easy way out has reached epidemic proportions (no pun intended). When I was at Sam's Club the other morning, I had to blink when my eyes wandered over to a crate of 'Carb Burner Drink.' Hello, there is this amazing beverage that has been around since the dawn of time called....water! And omg, it is calorie free, without carbohydrates (not that carbs are even the problem, but that would be a whole other post), tastes refreshing, and it is good for you! Holy shit! Alert the press!

Monday, September 13, 2004

relief!

Have you ever received news so good that it left you in complete and utter shock? Like so stunning you just couldn't believe it was happening?

I feel like I can finally let out that breath I've been holding. My mind can barely process it, and I know I should be excited and leaping for joy, but I'm astounded.

Wow.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

guilty pleasures

What are yours? Mine are:

-fluff tv such as VH1 All Access specials, Queer Eye for the Straight Guy, BBC What Not to Wear, and several Style Network programs

-"chick lit" in the Bridget Jones vein, the fiction equivalent of a romantic comedy.

-screening my calls

-when nobody's looking, making silly faces at babies so they smile and laugh (if you're wondering why I do this on the sly, it is because some parents seem upset when their child gets excited and giggly, or the parents are tickled and want to draw me in and 'chat' forever, or they assume I'm a crazy kidnapper in disguise as a devastatingly adorable girl)

-not washing my hair every single day (this actually isn't bad for you, but some people think it is gross, even though it has greatly improved the health of my locks and many stylists recommend it)

-occasionally being "high-maintainence"

-indulging my picky sweet tooth, though my taste buds seem to have abandoned me lately, I have very specific dessert preferences. I lean towards the cold and creamy (creme brulee, tiramisu,Tofutti sandwiches, raspberry cheesecake, kheer, ginger ice cream, zabaglione) but I'll venture into other territory (chewy carrot cake, gingerbread, chocolate-raspberry cake a la mode, mini eclairs, Pepperidge Farm Milano cookies, my mom's baking - only hers, not any random baked good). The only candies I ever buy for myself, on rare occassion, are marzipan and chocolate covered fruits (cherries, strawberries, etc.)

-idly surfing the Internet

-shamelessly judging others

-squealing and pretending I'm terrified of bugs so my boyfriend will smush them for me (not that our home is crawling with insects but the occasional spider or palmetto bug does exist, after all this is FL)

-leafing through magazines

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

return

I'm back! In all my glory! Sanity nearly restored, if that is possible.

Superficial banter:
My hair is a shiny brunette, though I briefly considered finding out whether blondes do in fact "have more fun", I decided to stick with my natural color and asked for a clear glaze rather than a hefty dose o' peroxide. Are other (happily) dark-haired chicas ever tempted to do this? Or am I the only one? Despite my diva-like qualities, I don't like the idea of upkeep because I'm a perfectionist and roots kill me. Its all I can do to maintain highlights and lowlights.

Why are all the 'good' names taken when you sign up for an email address or messenger name? I regard my birth name as somewhat unusual and it is always taken! I guess I'm not special after all. *sniffle* But I do have gmail now, which satisfies my need to catalog and organize everything.

PS - I'm counting the hours until the Indian lunch buffet tomorrow. Whee! :)

Deep reflection:
I'm not the first or the last to ask this question, but what is "normal"?

It is mildly scary to imagine living without power. Not by choice as the Amish do, but as the result of major devastation. Think about that! If you actually relish the idea of a simpler time, I suggest turning your attention to the following novels: Alas, Babylon! by Pat Frank; The Stand by Stephen King, or something from this list http://members.1stconnect.com/anozira/SiteTops/resources/fiction.htm
Though I'm willing to wager if you spent hours in the Florida heat without air-conditioning you'd be thanking your lucky stars for the miracle that is electricity.

PS - On the flip side, some technology intimidates me, and I'm not usually one to back down from a challenge.