Have I told you that my dear mom has admitted to smoking weed back in the Philippines when she was a little girl? Apparently they had a bush and they smoked it in the attic. OH! Also have I told you the story about how my mom once got dared to see if she can jump off the roof and land without bending her knees?

It all makes sense now.

My sister, cousins, and I used to joke around that it takes A LOT to be known as a crazy one on my mom's side of the family. I guess its because my mom, aunt, and uncles are so gosh darn quirky and fun. My dad's side is quirky as well, but it usually involves alcohol. Nope... my mom's side is just quirky (despite the whole "smoking" when they were younger but that was ages ago and I doubt that they do it now... or do they?). I swear... how I do love them all. :)

Anyways, the CAKE is here.

My favorite crazy Uncle Sonny from Seattle is visiting for a day or 2. He flew in from Ontario, will fly out to Mexico @ LAX tomorrow, and will fly in to LAX at the end of the weekend only to fly out of Ontario to go back home. And in between the 2 California airports, he shall be spending quality time with US... joking around, cat-calling boys while in the car, trying to pimp out his favorite nieces to strangers on the street, and pinching.

His pinching... is painful. There are some pinches that are tiny and sting a little. No. My uncle likes to take entire pieces of flesh... and squeeze. And all the while, he'll be laughing. Laughing like a maniac. Laughing because your crys of "STOP!! OUCH!! IT HURTS!", "I'm gonna call the cops!" or "Social services is going to take me away from you Mom cause you aren't doing anything!!" bring him joy. Cause he's crazy like that.

And yet, I think it's because of HIM that I'm so "smart." Not in the "intelligent" sort, but in the "I know you are, but what am I" kind of way. You had to learn how to talk back in order to fight back with my uncle... then you can have a decent conversation.

(from 2/24/2003)
crazyuncle: are you on winter break? what's carl up to lately?
spaznik: nope.. we're all back at school...
spaznik: shes ok.. same ole stuff.
spaznik: whoring and snorting coke..
spaznik: you know.
crazyuncle: i bet! she has a major psycho baggage. she needs to accept that inside carl there is a man trying to come out! i think the boyfirend is just for show!
spaznik: hahaha... what are you doing chatting?
spaznik: are you finding your OWN boyfriend?
crazyuncle: my boy toy if asking for more...1 viagra a night is all i can manage.
spaznik: eww?!
crazyuncle: i better close for now, gotta work early. boy toy was here to help me set up this chat blah blah...in exchange for (oh you know...he only likes me for my body!)
spaznik: so he works for cheap huh.
crazyuncle: well, the stock market is down!

Welcome to my world.

I hate to be a broken record but...

I HATE MY CAR.

I HATE IT I HATE IT I HATE IT!!

Lets run down just some of the CRAP over the last 6 years...

-headlights constantly burning out
-power windows breaking (2)
-air conditioning breaking (4)
-"oxygen censor"
-wires melting causing it to overheat
-replacement of "computer system" after car stared to violently shake while running
-coolant leaks
... and now "SECONDARY AIR INJECTION INCORRECT FLOW" which is causing me to FAIL my SMOG CHECK!!!

BOO TO YOU VOLKSWAGEN!!

BOOO TOOOOOOOO YOUUUUUUUUU!!!

*ugh*

Of all the dreamiest dreams of dreamyvilleland... look what I found!

So you're saying, I DO have a chance!! :)

Too bad my favorite was NICK. (before he married that dim-wit Jessica)

Carlene, on the other hand...

Amazingly enough, I survived yesterday's PROJECT BLOG, wedding set up and teardown. Needless to say that I was DEAD TIRED at 5am this morning and when I woke up around 1 in the afternoon today, I was still feeling the ache.

Later, when I was feeling a bit more "alive" I took a shower and got ready to go out... but in a completely airhead moment, I grabbed the hot end of the curling iron and felt a sting that blossomed into INTENSE, THROBBING, MINDNUMBING PAIN. Oh my goodness, it was horrible and the water in the sink just didn't seem cold enough to make it feel better. I only hope that the next time that I cry this hard over phyical pain is when I go through CHILD BIRTH. Until then, this had better be the last time.

Anyways, after the swelling went down and the newest episode of "6 FEET UNDER" (Claire's high dinner scene was HILARIOUS!), I went over to Tina's to say "see ya!"

Awwww...

Tina is one of my dearest friends who's going to Hawaii for Nursing school and although we haven't seen each other as much as before, I'm going to miss the fact that she isn't down the freeway and up the street anymore.

It was funny, I was sitting in her room and surrounding us was 10 years of memories. High school yearbooks, pictures of us in college, even old Christmas and Birthday gifts that we had given to each other. There we were, 10 years older than those innocent freshmen in the pictures and it dawned on me...

No matter what age you are... guys are gonna suck.

Whether you're 14... 18... 24... its still the same.

As it is with a lot of my girlfriends, we all had the same guy problems. But with my fabulous Tina, we pretty much went through it together as we went from "All-girls" to "BOYS BOYS EVERYWHERE!" at CSUF. And even now, we're both at the same place of "EH.. DON'T CARE." And yet, our parting words to each other tonight had to do with encouraging the other to "find cute boys" in our future destinations. :)

So with that, "ALOHA BABES" and may your finds be as dreamy as our real true loves...

They're not a 'boy' band... they're a MAN band!

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:)  Come and say HI!

I almost teared up twice while watching LEGALLY BLOND tonight.  LEGALLY BLOND!!  The first time when when Reese Witherspoon got her LSAT score and everyone celebrated.   And the second time was at the very end at the movie at her law school graduation when she speaks and says this incredibly cheesy and yet enlightening quote about believing in herself. 

I don't even know why... I guess I'm feeling emotional or some crap like that. 

Anyways, today was quite the interesting day at the laundromat.  Although decrepit old lady didn't scream at us, we had prime seats for:

1) the woman who brought her dog in with her (No pets being rule #2 on the front sign)

2) the man who came in trying to sell perfume (No soliciting being rule #1 on the front sign)

3) the woman who allowed her toddler to sit in the basket (No placing of children in baskets being rule #5 on front sign)

4) the woman who didn't see the OUT OF ORDER SIGN at the coin machine and proceeded to stick her twenty in. She was upset when no quarters came out and had to complain to the decrepit old lady.

5) the kid who kept on chanting "Mom... mom... mom... mom..." for about 10 minutes

As you can imagine, decrepit old lady wasn't happy in each situation and was glad to bark her opinion to those who had complete disrespect for laundromat rules and etiquette.   When it came to the "screaming" kid, she tuned to his parent and rudely asked "Is he going to shut up anytime soon?"

Sunshine and lollipops I tell you.

And though we did manage to avoid verbal attacks from her, Sarah overheard her telling a customer that she "get's these assholes all the time" and that she's "tired of their shit."

Awww, I think she likes us!!  All those evil eyes that she gives us must mean that she thinks we're COOL!!  :)

Anyways,  the highlight of my day at the "mat" was watching 2 little boys watching their every move on the security video.   You can see their expressions of "THATS ME" on their faces as they waved ("Is that really me??"), jumped ("Look at me jump!") and run along the row of dryers ("I'm so fast... you can't even see me!!")  Luckily, decrepit old lady didn't ruin their fun and therefore, didn't ruin mine either.  :)

"Chances are cause I wear a silly grin the moment you come into view,
chances are you think I'm in love with you."

Oh Johnny Mathis... you must have been a stud back in your days with lyrics like that.

That song is currently playing on my computer at the moment, and everytime it does come on, it illicits this vision of slowing dancing in a dimly lit cafe/diner somewhere in middle America. And although I have never slow danced to Johnny Mathis in a dimly lit cafe/diner before, I imagine that it would be terribly romantic and something books are made out of.

OH... I LOVE this part!

"In the magic of moonlight when I sigh, "Hold me close, dear"
Chances are you believe the stars that fill the skies are in my eyes."

Every so often now, I'll have a friend say... "I know someone that I can totally set you up with" or "You should meet _____, he's perfect for you."

And while I'm flattered and happy over the fact that I have friends worring that one day I will become a spinster, it also freaks me out that maybe their ideal guy for me might be a jerk in hiding who chews cinnamon gum.

OK.. before you go off and start to think that this is some sort of "Woe is me... single girl boo-hoo waiting for my prince to come... i want to fall in love" bullblog... It isn't. :) Althought I'm sure it would be nice... in all honesty, at the moment, I just don't seem to care.

Oh weird... and what perfect timing!!

Zasher816: so how's the boy situation lookin
spaznik: hahahaha what boy situation...
Zasher816: i dunno
Zasher816: boys in general
Zasher816: haha
spaznik: how funny, i'm just blogging at the moment and writing about how i dont care..
Zasher816: LOL
Zasher816: single 4 lyfe!
Zasher816: that's my motto
spaznik: amen!! :)
spaznik: i get annoyed easily...
spaznik: i wouldn't want to be with someone 24-7
spaznik: i'd be all pissy and start screaming "WHY DO WE HAVE TO WATCH TV TOGETHER!!"
Zasher816: omg
spaznik: "GOSH... CAN'T YOU SIT BY YOURSELF!! DO YOU ALWAYS HAVE TO SIT NEXT TO ME!"
Zasher816: jeeeez

Um.. yeah. When I read that, I think "SCARY" too.

:) 

This Saturday is the big BLOG day!

I'll be teaming up with Pete and Manny in this blog-a-thon for charity. Basically, we'll be blogging every 30 minutes for 24 hours to benefit The Elizabeth Glazer Pediatric AIDS Foundation.

Have you donated yet? 

No!?!!

Well what are you waiting for? 

:)  Just go to  PROJECT BLOG and look for Pete Holiday... Our Weblog Brings all the Boys to the Yard (la la... la la la... warm it up).    Yes, I know the name is a bit on the cheesy side, but that was the winner among the *ahem* the others...

From the June chatroom of "WE NEED TO THINK OF A CLEVER BLOG NAME"

TooMuchPete: "To Lazy for the Walk-a-thon"

TooMuchPete: "The Encyclopedia of Whoda's Misconception"

spaznik: to the windows to the walls?
TooMuchPete: Till the AIDS drop down my blogs?

spaznik: blogging like a midget is hanging from your necklace?
TooMuchPete: When I Blog, You Blog
TooMuchPete: (Just like that?)

spaznik: "bloggers got the words to make your wallet go bling"

spaznik: get your blog on
spaznik: blog it... blog it good

TooMuchPete: "Chillin' at the Blogidae Inn"

spaznik: baby turn around and let me see your fingers go BLOG BLOG BLOG

TooMuchPete: "Blog in Herre"

WhoDaManny: "Blog Juice"

See... it could have been worse.  :P

Anyways, so where was I getting at?  Oh yeah... GO DONATE!!  Once again, it's a very worthy cause and the day ought to be a lot of fun!   Plus if you do, I'll be your bestest bestest bestest friend in the whole wide world... granted that you aren't a raging psychopath.  But even if you are, we'll still be happy to accept your psychotic donation.  :)  Thank you very much!

Yesterday, we celebrated Janelle's birthday, (which is actually today so HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISS JANELLE!) at her BOMBAY BIRTHDAY BASH!  In typical Janelle style, she went all out for the event, including transforming her gazebo into a sitting lounge with carpets and dozens of pillows on the floor, ordering authentic Indian food (which I had for the very first time... SPICY ALL AROUND!!), playing Bollywood music videos in the backround, and even wearing a gorgeous sari for the occasion.  :)   I think that if she had enough time, she would have figured out a way to get an elephant and white tigers just to complete the ambiance.  :) 
 
Perhaps the only thing I have was the fact that I was surrounded by COUPLES.  COUPLES all around.  COUPLES COUPLES COUPLES!  Granted, there were a few single folks too, but the COUPLE power was quite strong and if needed, they could have each taken one single person and transform them into their very own single "wench."  
 
"Oh honey... aren't these pitas delicious... SINGLE WENCH!!  WE WANT MORE PITAS!!"
"Aye... did you want some lamb also?"
"Duuuuuh..."
 
Oh to be in love...
 
*note*  I would never say "Aye".  Who says "Aye" anymore anyways besides pirates and.. um... I think thats it.  Pirates.  And they're a dying breed.

Its been a nice couple of days, and I imagine the rest of the weekend will be just as good.  Birthdays all around!!
 
Thursday, it was off to DISNEYLAND for Beth's pre-birthday celebration.  I know, I know...  Disneyland again!?  But although I've gone there enough times to make my pass practically "FREE", my favorite visits are always with someone who hasn't been there or hasn't been there in a long time.  Maybe its because since I know pretty much every nook and crannie of the joint that it feels like a second home to me... but when I get to watch someone experience it... its makes it more exciting.  Me casa... es su casa... just don't drag me along with you on the teacups with you.  I'll puke.
 
Friday was Beth's offical birthday, and after a long dinner with Tracy, Chelle, Carlene and Christine to help figure out florals for Christine's wedding at Macaroni Grill (Um, excuse me, but your Opera singing is quite distracting... do you think you can take it down a notch??), I drove over to Torrance to have smores and karaoke with Beth and Co. 
 
After karaoke, Beth, Jean and I realized that we still had plenty of time to go out and play, so it was off to Hermosa for some "dancing."  But after a quickie stop at the 7-11 for some drinks, the sight of Beth looking completely adorable in her petticoats, downing a 40 in a paperbag, while crouched down in the backseat hiding from the cops will forever be in my memory.  :) 
 
We got to the bars with just enough time to stand in line for the bathroom, one round of shots, and dancing to "Wrecks and Effect's RUMP SHAKER".  Then the lights came on and the party was over... or so we thought.
 
Fun on the street inluded:

Flashing panties and drinking = kisses on the cheek.
I'm from Chino Hills BABY!
Have you see a whore named...
Waaahhh... Martha Stewart is going to jail!
and finally a Birthday tip from the black man:

You can grow older... or DIE.

You know, given the options... 24 doesn't seem so bad anymore.  :)

Ask me how long it took me to get to work yesterday morning.

15 miles...

1 hour and 45 minutes!

Insane I tell you!!

At one point, I was sitting right next to Sarah in traffic. We figured that it would be smart to call and let Doug know that we were going to be late. By like an hour and a half!!

Luckily I had a bottle of sunblock in my car to keep my left leg and arm from becoming a golden krispy brown, a fruitcup (but no spoon), a bottle of Dr. Pepper, new set of music in my CD changer, and just enough gas in the tank to survive. What I didnt have was AIRCONDITIONING.

I hope it's nowhere like that tomorrow, but should it happen, I have another fruit cup in my purse with a plastic spoon just in case.

RIGHT BACK! LEFT FORWARD! FORWARD FORWARD FORWARD!!

The weekend was GREAT! We went up to the American River to do some white water rafting with the hospital. :) Unlike last year, we were PREPARED. We had lamps, food, games, and the knowledge of how to paddle properly. WE WERE PROS!

how does this camera work again??


getting ready for the rapids...


the offical "before" picture


melissa, sonny and adrien... it's not so "rapid" yet


melissa's starshot during lunch


skimming rocks. its great fun. really. :)


sandwiches with some REALLY GOOD BREAD!


carlene is stoned. ha ha ha.


its the "we're too cool for Charlie's Angels" pose


they're preparing to stand up during a rapid... I opt to sit down and take this picture.


boat shot!

Some highlights and stuff that I wish I had on camera include:

-Carlene and Sonny's shadow puppet show: They had a superduperuber megawatt flashlight and were extremely bored. My favorite was the shadow duck that attacked shadow Sonny.

-Mom upstaging them with her own mini shadow gogo-strip show: Always remember not to have your flashlight behind you when you change in the tent.

-Welcome to paradise!

-I hear he has a small "dingie": One of the campers got really really drunk and while playing poker, left the table and went to pee... right outside my mom's tent. She had her revenge though when she revealed that his manhood wasn't as manly as he thought.

-T-GRIP!! Sorry Adrian!

-karaoke with the country boys

-Why do it normal... lets go down Troublemaker... BACKWARDS!

-He's splashing me and he's DOING IT ON PURPOSE!!!

-Um... why take a shower when there's a hose.

-Why does my ass hurt?? This plagued everyone on our boat. Anytime we sat down, we did it gingerly because our butts were so sore. We figure its because last year's boat had a gentle hissing sound that probably meant it was loosing air... this year's boat was hard and we had to bounce on it A LOT since bouncing was the only means ot getting us off of rocks we got stuck on. We got stuck many-a-time.

-I DIDN'T FALL OUT OF THE BOAT!! I mastered the technique of falling "into" the boat whenever we got bumped as well as the whole "keep my toes tucked" because those puppies sure were tucked. My toes are now bruised.

-It was cold at night. COLD!

-Folks were loud at night. LOUD!

-Thank you busdriver Abel for the HOMIES!!! At one of our first stops, our bus driver Abel saw Carlene, Melissa and I eyeing a "HOMIES" vending machine and so on our way home at dinner, he bought us some. :) Awwwww!

-Where are the AMERICAN PIE GUYS!?!

-WE WANT ZACH! ZACH IS DREAMY! Zach was our oh so dreamy riverguide last year who looked like Prince William. This year, we had Chrystal, who was nice enough, but didn't seem to care that Adrien nearly broke his finger when he fell out. Zach would have cared... he was dreamy. :)

-Excuse me, I flopped out of my flip flop. Walking up a dirt hill with wet feet and slipperly flip flops can be hazardous. It also can be embarassing when you have the cute riverguide behind you hand over your shoe, laughing.

-Too much information!! While in the cold cold water, an old river guide complained that he was nipply and feeling some "shrinkage." Also on our trip was a very loud, obnoxious, large woman with HUUUUGE thighs who constantly complained that she was going to die (on the rapids). After "surviving" her ride, she later proclaimed that she wanted to go home and have some SEX. We all puked a little "inside."

-You cheat! You cheat Dr jones! I played poker with the boys and fellow campers... and won almost $30. Apparently I know what I'm doing. :) YAY FOR CELEBRITY POKER SHOWDOWN!

So there you have it. BEST SUMMER EVER!! Um... how about we go somewhere else next year? :)

3 hours to finish packing... then its off to Sacramento for some good times at the river. :) How exciting!

We left Penelope with mom's co-worker's ex-mother-in-law for the weekend and I'm having some seperation issues about leaving the dog with a stranger. This is absolutely worse than having to leave her at the groomers for 3 hours. This is 3 days!!

The reason (I'm thinking as I overanalyze the situation... but really bear with me because to me it makes sense) why I'm having such problems leaving Penny with people goes beyond her absolute cuteness and my constant need to love someone so much that I just need to cuddle someone/something. Our very first doggie was a gorgeous white pomeranian named "SID." He was a very sweet dog and smart dog who could actually sit and come to me or my sister at the command, which is quite different from Penny since she'll do anything only if there's food involved.

Anyways, in 1986, my piano teacher was a flipino lady by the name of Miss Ampy. Although I don't really think she was a "Miss" because that would lead you to think that she was young and single.... and well, she wasn't. She was old and had the habit of hitting your fingers if you didn't get the keys correct. Oh those were some good times.

Since Miss Ampy came once a week and was flipino, my parents took a liking to her and I guess a bond of some sort was formed... so when it came for the family to go on vacation, Miss Ampy volunteered to take care of Sid.

2 weeks in Hawaii breezed by and the DAY we got back, Miss Ampy came to our door in tears. WHY!? Well, I'll give you 3 guesses...

Yeah... she lost the dog.

SHE LOST THE DOG!!

Let me tell you how you tell 5 and 6 year olds how you lost their dog. You hug them and start sobbing in tagalog about how sorry you are. THen you watch their little faces come to the realization that they will NEVER SEE THEIR DOG AGAIN... and then cry some more.

Mom: Miss Ampy said that Sid went outside and she couldn't find him.
Nicole age 6: So...
Mom: Sid ran away.
Nicole age 6: *blinks* Can't we go find him?
Mom: They tried looking...
Nicole age 6: *starts to cry*

Quite tragic huh.

GOod news though, the next day, the Humane Society called and said that they had Sid. Apparently he had been picked up as he was wandering the streets of Pomona and luckily he had his tag on. So everyone ended up happy, Sid lived to be 16 years old, and I continued playing the piano for Miss Ampy another 2 years.

:)

Well the story ended quite nicely.. so I'm sure things will be fine with Penelope. In fact, her babysitters have 2 (neutered!!) boy dogs... so I'm sure she'll be just dandy. :)

As I was rummaging through my bookshelf, I found an old notebook that I had brought to Indiana with me last year! In it, I found a nice little doodle of the 4th of July fireworks that we got to watch at the baseball game. I remember drawing this during a extremely long HOD where everyone HAD to have their say on the dues increase. Blah blah blah...

Perhaps since I've gone to Disneyland a tad bit too much, but the fireworks back then weren't very exciting. At one point (as you can see by the illustration), 2 guys pushing giant boards with ships lit up (think LITE BRIGHT) towards each other in what I think was a battle re-enactment.

July 4, 2003

I kid you not... the fireworks were REALLY that big!!

~*~
Anyways, while Jean was in Taiwan, she brought me back some nifty goodies including...


Hello Kitty Kotex

Thats right... Hello Kitty maxi pads. Sanrio can stamp that sweet adorable face on anything and it will automatically become the cutest thing EVER. A while back during the SARS scare, I remember seeing a Hello Kitty surgical mask and really, it was the cutest thing ever!! I also saw a Hello Kitty adult toy at the Hustler store and even though the concept was a bit too kinky and gross... it really was the cutest thing ever!

No fretting though, the pad itself isn't in the shape of Hello Kitty's face because while I'm sure that although would be the cutest thing ever... it would be down right disgusting. Faces do adorn the outside wrapper though... CUTE!


kitty kotex

It'll be the cutest femine hygiene product in my purse... ever!

Anyways, Carlene and Sonny also got back from their trip to Canada and came back with my very own MOUNTIE!!


Eh oh oh eh!

Although, I don't know if this is a bear with buckteeth or if its a beaver or maybe a chipmunk... I'm not sure. Still, whatever it is... it's cute! :)

... you know if you were doing a drinking game with however many times I've said the word "CUTE" in this post, you'd probably need your stomach pumped right about now. Sorry about that. :)

I hope everyone had a good 4th. :) I know I did! In addition to my late night download fest of sheetmusic on the eve of, I went to Ryan's yesterday for some BBQ.

Nothing says "HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMERICA" like lighting SPARKLERS on a balcony with Jean and Beth while humming "STARS AND STRIPES FOREVER."

We also drove down to Culver City to watch fireworks by craining our necks from inside the car to see the sparkle behind the trees and hear the faint sound of Josh Groban in the background. Where Beth's friend Lisa lost her earing on her boyfriend's stomach and we all pondered the price of one "work," while illegally parked in the middle of the street because the security guard with one tooth wouldn't let us into the parking lot. :) Good times... YO!

Ew gross. I just said "Yo." I didn't mean it. :P But really... it was great. :)

Anyways, once getting back to the apartment we bided our time by cheering on Jean and Kim as they battled their way to level 100 of the classic Nintendo game, BUbble Bauble. OH and I'm officaly on the "BOARD OF TRUTH" as NICOLE: -$1 after playing poker for my very first time. Well actually I lost $10... All those episodes of "Celebrity Poker Showdown" sure did help though! (THANKS POKER MASTER PHIL GORDON!)

OH and late late LATE into the night, I reunited myself with Super Mario Bro 3. 10 years later... I still suck at it.

If only Ryan had Contra... then we could have up up down down left right left right B A B A for LIVES!! :)

Sweet glorious internet... how I love you so.

I've found my new "crack"... although I have never had "crack" in real life, nor any drugs other than advil/tylenol or whatever has been prescribed by my physician, I assume the madness I'm going through at the moment would be something that a hardcore drug addict would know about.

Or not. I really don't know.

Anyways...

Since my dad has custody of a majority of my old piano books in storage... I've been digging through some of my old boxes and folders in hope that hidden in the files somewhere there might be a piece or 2 haphazardly stuck between a CKI binder and a syllabus. Luckily for me, I found a BIG piano book of Broadway tunes as well as my "old" 1998 CHICAGO book.

Well this fueled a need to "learn new music." Granted, a lot of the pieces in the "big Broadway book" I didn't know, but that was it. I didn't know some of the songs... not to mention that the pieces were extremely difficult.

While at Tower Records last week, I walked by their music book section and nearly peed in my pants as the selection they had there. (I literally almost peed in my pants since I was looking for the restroom when I encountered the books.) I ended up getting a nice little Latin jazz book that had a handful of Jobim songs that I like.

Since then, I've been thinking "what am I going to get next?" I decided that since I'm limiting my spending activities for the summer, this ought to be a good hobby for me to take up for when I'm bored and alone and well... poor. Well since books can get pretty expensive, I decided what the heck... maybe they'll have something on the internet!

And lo and behold... THEY DO!

THEY HAVE A CRAP LOAD OF SHEET MUSIC!

FOR FREE!

How exciting is that!! At first, all I could find was classical stuff... which was great because some had midi accompaniments and so I was able hear if the piece was nice before actually downloading. I also found a bunch of old pieces too that I've been sitting at the piano struggling to remember. YAY NO MORE STRUGGLING!

But within the last hour or so, I've discovered a LOT of contemporary stuff from Mandy Moore (got "Only Hope") to "Beauty and the Beast" (got it!) to Britney Spears (I actually downloaded "Sometimes") to Ricky Martin's Living La Vida Loca. (NO GET! NO GET!)

And the thing is... there's so much more! I really want to go down to the piano right now and try to play them all right now, but its after midnight and I don't think the sound of me struggling to play the theme song to RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK would make the neighbors happy.

I guess I'll have to wait till the morning! :)

For the couple of days, this guy, who I assume works for the shop next door, will stop at our shop's back door and try to talk to Sarah and me. Usually its along the lines of "Oh... you work a lot!" or "Wow... still working? Don't you take breaks?" Sarah and I will smile, nod, and continue working. First of all, you're a stranger. You might have drugs and try pull us into your rickety van. Second... Does this look like a living room? Can't you see we're working?

Anyways, once again, the guy came today. Once again he observes that we work. This time though, Brandy is in the room... so he brightly follows with "SO are you guys related?"

My boss Brandy, is a tall white woman, in her 30's, with blond hair. Sarah, is about 22, white, short, and brunette. I'm 24, 5'6, and Filipino.

Lets think about that shall we?

Oh, but he's not finished! He continues by looking at Brandy. "WOW!! ARE YOU STANDING ON SOMETHING OR ARE YOU REALLY THAT TALL."

Before I can say "Don't talk about my Mommy that way" he turns and walks away after Brandy smiles and politely states that yes, she's "really that tall."

Seconds after, we all burst into giggles and think about the guy. Really? We're related? Really? We work at... work? Really? Tall? Good gracious. Although the way he asked about her tall-ness was pretty rude. It would be like going up to an ugly person and asking if their parents were from the zoo. Well, not really, that just straight up MEAN... but you know where I'm getting at.

But at the same time, its nice to know that he's making an effort in talking to us... even if he does come off sounding slightly stupid. Its the thought that counts right?

I finally got to watch "THE TERMINAL" with Melissa tonight... never have I wanted to walk right up to the screen and give Tom Hanks a big ole hug because he was simply adorable in the movie.

Er.. wait, I wanted to give him a big hug after "FORREST GUMP".

Oh... "SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE" and "YOU GOT MAIL" too.

And you really can't forget the HANKS classic "TURNER AND HOOCH."

I think Tom Hanks was Turner and the dog was Hooch. Or was it the other way around? I dunno... but that was a cute movie too.

Oh Tom Hanks... I'll hug you long time!