*gasp*

Last night... I was attacked.

Who knew a nail file could be used as a weapon!?!

OH! Much to our suprise... PENELOPED GRADUATED FROM PUPPY SCHOOL! Really... we were suprised. As much as she is the MOST ADORABLE PUPPY IN THE WORLD... I'm conviced that she has ADHD. So far the extent of her training I've seen is sit, lay down, and maybe if I'm really really persistent she can roll over. But asking her to "stay" and "wait" is completely out of the question. Oh wells, at least she graduated and will now conquer "advanced puppy school" where I hope they'll teach her how to not to bite, not to poop in the house so that Jean won't accidently step on it, and how to make a decent cup of coffee.

Currently, I'm in the running to have a "guest" post on Pete's website. Should I laugh? Should I cry? I don't know. I'm filled with so much emotion at the moment that I just don't know what to say. Well except...

Do it and I'll be your bestest friend in the whole wide world. If I win, (or loose depending on how you view this whole poll.) I promise you pizza parties on the 4th Tuesday of December every other leap year. What the hell... I'll throw in a personalized e-card if all 5 of you leave me your email too.

I know. You're excited. I'm excited. Its almost too much to handle!

And to my competitors... YOU'RE GOING DOWN!

:) I'm kidding of course. I love Jean and Carrie... they're 2 of my closest friends. Without them, I'd be at Disneyland telling folks in line I have a party of ONE. *ouch* Plus they have way too much dirt on me that I wouldn't want to mess with that. :P

So anyways, go and vote. It should be fun. :)

"Oh my god! Sonny got detained! We're stuck in Mexico!"

Those were the words that my dear sister cried into the phone this afternoon. Once I heard them, I went into panic mode... I knew right then how Mr. Walsh felt when Brenda went down to Mexico with Dylan without her drivers license/passport on BEVERLY HILLLS 90210.

"WHAT THE F*CK!?!" I screamed back. "OH MY GOODNESS!!" My heart was racing... she should have just married him so that he could stay in the country... forget the visa! Get a ring!

Luckily before I started making mental plans to call a lawyer, hitchhiking my way down to border, and somehow getting Sonny out of customs... I hear "Hi Nicole." It's Sonny. Whew! He got his Visa and he can work and stay in the country legally! YAAY! Thanks for scaring me and forcing me to think about illegal options on how to bust you out of the joint. Don't EVER do that to me again. ;P

It actually reminded me of how when we were younger and my parents would go out of town and call asking us how we were doing. We'd respond "Oh no mom... the house burned down!" I don't know why would she believe us when she's calling the house in the first place. Silly Mom. :)

~*~
Last night before going to bed, I picked up a book with the intentions of reading a couple of chapters. I was already somewhat sleepy but I like to read some cheesy romance before I actually hit the pillow so that I'll fall asleep with thoughts of millionaire cowboys and virgins being seduced by handsome sheiks.

Its a sad sad thing.

Anyways, so there I was reading about sexy cop, Joe, who was pretending to be the Gabrielle's boyfriend for an investigation at 1am. 2 hours later... after repeatedly telling myself "just one more chapter and then I'll go to sleep" I finished the book. It was a good read... except now, instead of being sleepy, I was energized. The happy ending made me want to read more. I was like a drug addict who needed another hit... or fix... or something. I don't know. I don't do drugs... but you know what I mean.

I grabbed another book (one that I had read before), and skimmed to the good parts (no... not the SEX scenes you perve... but the really sweet cute parts). Eventually, sleep came to me... but in the morning, I paid dearly for it.

Lesson of the night: Put the book down you crackwhore!

If I had a million dollars for every time my car has acted up in the 5 years I've had it... I'd be a bajillionaire.

I'm going to vent about my car. (cha-ching!)

But before I do, lets remind ourselves what the stupid thing is doing now: The air-conditioning is down and in order to fix it, I need to get some $1000 air compressor replaced. $1000 I don't have. So until then, I have no air.

Ok. So because of this bad air compressor, every time I go over a bump at a high speed, this thing will jolt in my engine and make this loud *OH GOD I'M DYING* car noise as well as make it a bit difficult to drive. Actually, this is what happens when I had my air-conditioning on... but luckily the guy at the shop (who had looked at me with pity as my eyes widened and became misty once he told me the estimate) told me that I could probably continue driving it just as long as I didn't turn on my air-conditioning. "Fine. No problem." I told him... the weather was still warm and I was used to driving with my windows down since this past summer my air-conditioning was sucky. (*note: you'd think that this was the same air-conditioning problem since I've had problems before... but noooo... its completely different and therefore not under the new air-conditioning warranty. BOO TO YOU VOLKSWAGON! BOO!)

Until now. Its cold. Its raining. And my windows are fogging up because apparently I breathe when I'm driving. So in order to defrost my window without turning on the AC... I open my window. IN THE RAIN. It works (sorta) and luckily I got home before it became completely frosted.

Oh... did I mention that the passenger side window button fell off? Because it would make sense that I open the passenger side window when I'm driving alone in the rain because then I won't get the wind and water blowing in my face... but I can't. The only window I am able to open while driving... is MY window.

Oh... and my right fog light is out.

...as the temperature warning light on my dashboard flashes and beeps at me. Something tells me I shouldn't be driving this.

This must be the bad karma everyone is talking about when they say "it'll come around." That’s it. I'm going to be an angel from now on. The epitome of sweetness and all things that are good.

I love you.

What? You hate me?

It’s all good baby... karma will get you.

Hmmm... I know something that will cheer me up!

*on the chippendales getting pranked on the OXYGEN's GIRLS BEHAVING BADLY*
TooMuchPete: That's hilarious!
spaznik: hahahaha isn't it!! the poor chippendales...
TooMuchPete: Yeah... I feel sooo bad for them.
spaznik: all shirtless and vulunerable...
spaznik: poor guys...
TooMuchPete: Oh yeah.
TooMuchPete: and all of those women chasing them? It must be horrible.
spaznik: how they all want THEIR BODIES... and not their minds....
spaznik: its quite tragic...
TooMuchPete: Quite.
TooMuchPete: I'm glad girls never want my body.
spaznik: whatever... I'm sure girls are using your mind as an excuse to get to your body.
spaznik: basically... you're a piece of meat.
spaznik: shake it meat!
TooMuchPete: You don't want to see that. ;-)
spaznik: yeah... i probably dont.

But can I say that watching that clip brought back happy memories of Vegas? :) Oh baby oh baby...

Why Joe is the GREATEST!
Joe: Go to McDonalds and get me Monopoly game pieces!
Nicole: So if you win, do I get 50% of the profits?
Joe: No... I'll get a house.
Nicole: Awww.. you'll buy me a house!?!
Joe: No... I'll buy myself a house. You can live there for free.

Rock on! :)

I feel like I should write, but I really don't know what exactly I could write about. Nothing of great importance or excitement has happened to me lately... other than the fact that I've ran off with Kris, a chippendale dancer, and I'm currently blogging live from his Las Vegas penthouse. He's the dreamiest. He's currently practicing his pelvic thrusts in the other room to Christina Aguliera's DIRRTY dressed up as a fireman. Sexy.

Hahaha I'm so funny...

Anyways, on a sad note, I learned today from Jean that the OG "Making of the Band" group, OTOWN, has offically broken up. I know what you're thinking... "Say it ain't so!" but I'm afraid its true. Dan, Erik, Jacob, and the 2 other guys whose names I can't remember are going forth and doing whatever they want to do.
I shall miss their catchy tunes and lyics such as this one:

"I wanna go all night aint no stoppin'
'Til the breaking of the dawn
I wanna go inside every corner girl
You really turn me on
I wanna go
Knock knock
Our bodies to the beat and when the morning comes
We're letting the sun shine
Stay in bed
Can't seperate us we fit together"
OTOWN
(2000-2003)

My only regret is that I never bought any of their albums.... I guess its too late. *sigh* GOOD LUCK BOYS ON WHATEVER YOU DO!

Aww... tonight is Masquerade Ball and I'm not going. I have to work tonight. So, rather than getting ready, I'm sitting here in my pjs, feeling somewhat like Cinderella... but with no fairy godmother in sight. :( Next weekend is FTC and its going to be my first time in 5 years that I won't be snuggling it up a top of a mountain playing ice breakers and hiding from SAAs. BOO! I gotta work.

These are the things I'm really missing from CKI. I really do miss seeing my friends and living out those hardcore CKI weekends where you work a project in the morning, go to a DCM in the afternoon, and hang out with everyone at someone's apartment or watching a movie and having dinner together. I miss not being able to go dress shopping or having fashion shows with the girls trying to figure out what we're gonna wear for Masquerade while saying to ourselves "yeah! we don't need dates!" but secretly wishing that the oh so dreamy Joe Bussiere would be there so you can watch him do something nice to "BABY GOT BACK" on the karaoke... I want to play Cranium. Who wants to play Cranium!?

I really do miss seeing everyone.