I like it when you vote bitch
shake them t**** when you vote bitch

I was watching South Park last night, and I swear, the entire day today I've had P. Diddy rapping "Vote Or Die, mutha F***, mutha f***, Vote Or Die!" in my head. I really must stop because I'll sing it to myself, and well, its not very ladylike to do so.

Anyways, yesterday we said farewell to the adorable Charlotte, who we sent off to live with my crazy Uncle Sonny. Poor thing... she doesn't know what she has coming to her. Run puppy... run!!

The house seems quieter though. Instead of 12 pitterpattering paws on the hardwood... there are only 8. 2 dogs who I went halloween costume shopping for for 2 hours. Do you know how stupid you feel asking people if they have "halloween costumes for dogs?" Yeah... you feel pretty lame especially after you see employees choke back their laughter and see them get on their hands and knees digging for matching devil puppy ears to go with the matching red puppy cape you found in the bottom of the bin. But hey, we got them, and we got them for FREE since the guy at Petco said that if we couldn't find the original packinging, there was nothing to scan, and well, it was ours to take. WHOOHOO. :) Who's the crazy one now?!

Hee...

Tonight we celebrated my Dad's birthday... which actually was on Thursday, but he celebrated the day with his friends and co-workers at a strip club. Eww. My dad at a strip club. He later informed me that no one was allowed to drink because it was an "ALL NUDE" club, and drinking isn't allowed there. Its only allowed at "topless bars." Thank you Dad. The more you know...

Anyways, so tonight we went over to the Pacific Palms and had dinner over there, which sorry to say was pretty shoddy. But still, it was nice to get out and actually have the resturant to ourselves... having the waitors at our fingertips and constantly filling my waterglass. Yay for slow nights.

Its funny because my dad will start off his stories by also saying "Its funny..." but continue with "he lost his father 3 months ago and is living here on his visitors visa.." He'll call us his "step-children" because he's too young to be having daughters our age... and he tells us stories of him downing Jonny Walkers with his homies and getting numbers of nurses for co-workers who need the hookup.

He's completely different from the person I grew up knowing as a "father". It's a good thing I think. :)

I have 6 minutes to blog.

I have to work tonight.

Work sucked today. Everything bad that could happen... happened.

Really. It was very weird. Actually this whole week "work wise" has been weird. Like a big ole sign that this event was going to be "weird." Weird huh.

I'm tired.

But on the bright side, I'm having a "morning session" tomorrow morning...

And I have a job interview... yeah its practically in a month... but at least I'm in the book.

Oh and my roots are gone. Yay for Feria #60.

And I'm not sick anymore. Just a bit sniffly. But thats it.

I don't have a calender. But the office has new wooden floors and a new desk. My computer is still out of comission though... damn you wireless adapter.

So I still get to use the "sexy" computer. OooOo. Its shiny!

Oh I saw "Shark Tale" last night... at first I walked away thinking "oh... it was ok." But after really thinking about it.... it sucked.

Thats all for now... I gotta go.

Oh hey, what are your plans for Halloween!?!

Boo. Still sick and living off of soup and gatorade. But I'm not as crappy as before. My throat is icky, my nose is slightly stuffy, and every so often I'll cough up a storm. At least I'm getting better... I think.

Anyways, I'm out of a computer at the moment, seeing that the office is being redecorated. So since there's "no carpet" to put "no desk" on... I'll be using my mom's or Carlene's phatty POWERBOOK to do my online prowling. And let me say that those POWERBOOKS are damn sexy. DAMN SEXY.

Well if you remember, we got the new puppy Sonny (the dog) about a month ago and that we might be giving Sonny (the dog) to my Uncle Sonny (the crazy Uncle). But we did the most stupid thing and fell in complete love with Sonny (the dog). SOOO... in order to keep Sonny (the dog), Carlene and Sonny (the Canadian) decided to get another puppy to give to my Uncle Sonny (the crazy Uncle). So this past weekend, they did just that. They got another doggie.

AND ITS THE CUTEST PUPPY EVER!

I know. We're offically in trouble because now we don't want to give away any of the puppies, but 3 is a crowd and dogs are taking over the household.

But really, this one is adorable. She's a 2 month old chihuahua mix, all brown with some light brown marking, and green eyes. We named her "Charlotte", althought at sometime I imagine we might re-name her "Spidy" because she can climb out of the cage... and when she does, its freakin cute. But when we took her over to my Dad's the other night, my Aunties kept on saying "Charlotte is a sexy name" over and over again... I don't think it is exactly, but they' just started watching SEX IN THE CITY and while Charlotte wasn't exactly the slutty one, I'm sure the numerous sex acts on the show has really tarnished their minds.

Oh, but I've caught Sonny (the dog) trying to hump Charlotte many a time. Actually he humps Penny too. Damn you boy dog and your hormones!

But yeah, Charlotte is so cute and loving and furry and hugable...

Dammit. I need to stop gushing because its evidence that I'm in love with this puppy and it's going to be heartbreaking when we give her away...

Hmmm... did anyone see Fear Factor last night with the dude who drank 21 shots of blended maggots, worms, stink beetles, and rotten fisheyes? What the hell? Remember back in the day when the worst thing they had to eat was pigs ear?! Yeah, I almost yacked my dinner (soup and gatorade) after watching that.

I scanned pictures from the trip!

YAY!

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:)

Boo to being sick. :(

Seriously. It sucks. Thursday, I just had the sniffles. Thursday night, I was making hourly trips to the restroom. And Friday, I was afriad to go to sleep because I thought the fever might fry my brain, I'd go into a coma, and well... that would be sad. Today I'm a bit better, despite the fact that when I cough, my head feels like its going to explode, but on the bright side, I'm not throwing up anymore either!! So yay to that.

Ugh. I need some more drugs.

"So did you come back with a husband?"
"Ew no. I'm just glad I didn't come back with lip herpes."

So it was back to work today. Boo. The entire time I was gone, I kept on thinking "this is the life. I don't want to go back" But since my bank account took a major beating during the "life", it was my only option. Curses.

At least, now I can start unfolding my "plan", and step one will involve finding a new job. Something with benifits and somewhat normal hours. With good pay too. Oh and maybe something that doesn't involve breaking my back. Something like... hand modeling.

Good luck to that. My nails are looking gnarly.

But I'm crossing my fingers and toes that something "good" will happen soon.

Suprisingly enough, I still have jetlag... but its actually just "normal" sleeping patterns. I go to sleep around 10pm... and I wake up at 8am... and that apparently is jetlag for me. Damn. It isn't too bad huh.

But I can't watch Conan. Err.

By the way, while I was in Italy, I called home and my dear darling sister told me about Conan's big news.

Carlene: Did you hear about Conan?
Nicole: No... what happen?
Carlene: He left his wife and he was found in a hotel room doing LSD. The police arrested him and all...
Nicole: WHAT THE HELL?! Are you serious!?
Carlene: Yeah... it's all over the news. You don't get it there?
Nicole: No... oh my gosh! I can't believe it!
Carlene: Yeeeeaaah... no. He actually got signed to do the Tonight Show in 5 years.
Nicole: Oh... yay for Conan!
My roomie overhearing the conversation: laughs

Whew. :)