Kids don't just SAY the darndest things...

So this week has been stressful! I have vented, snipped and snapped at everyone who dares piss me off (which wasn't hard). But in the midst of the fog there was a shining light in the form of an email from one of my girlie girls... She has a 1-yr old. It read:

So OK, I'm working. . . I'm finishing up the last document I'm working on today. I took a break to take [the kid] upstairs to change his diaper. He was very pee-ed and I wanted a few minutes break with him.

So I change him, bring him back downstairs and get back to work.

He starts playing in my office, but nicely, so whatever I keep working. He took off his shorts (he was already shirtless) and gave them to me. He started to take off his pamper but I caught him and put it back on. He went to another room, took off the pamper and came back and gave it to me, which he had already pee-ed.

OK so he's playing in front of my desk, in the cabinet in the book case right in front of my desk. And he's saying, no pee pee, no pee pee and I was like yes papi, no pee pee if you don't have a pamper on. . . and I keep working.

Then we're kinda playing peek-a-boo right, behind my monitor and cables and stuff and he keeps coming close, around the desk.

So I come around the desk and find a turd on the floor. A tiny, round turd. Too funny. So I get up and I'm LOL. I can't stand it. I was like Oh Crap. . . haa haa. . . so I get up to get a wipee to clean it up, when I get back I realized that he took a bigger poo poo almost inside the cabinet. . . that's when I was like OH SH%T. I was actually laughing harder at this point. And the highlight, he pee-ed too.

So I thought it would make you feel better to know you're not dealing with the same SH%T as me.

I love how my friends have some great timing sometimes!

=)

What not to do on the NYC Subway

1. Order takeout from a restaurant where you know the person answering does not. speak (nor understand) English.
2. Order from said restaurant using a credit card.
3. Order from said restaurant using your MAIN credit card and repeat the number, address, and expiration date loudly (because volume helps the language barrier).

Yes I did all this and am now paranoid that someone is going to steal my identity and I'm going to end up like that guy "driving off the lot in his new subcompact"

Needless to say some of my web surfing will include constant reviews of all my charges which will immediately lead to a rude awakening of how much money I actually spend.

I've been PUNKED!

Actually, not really... I've just been reviewed by BitterMistress over at Ask And Ye Shall Receive...

2 STARS! Not Bad... Expected alot worse... take a gander at their URL and you can pretty much see why. So the good news is, I'm not so bad at this writing thing. (Not a novelist I'm sure but I'm glad my OCD about spelling has paid off). The bad news... My blog looks like a bottle of Pepto Bismol threw up on it and my content is quite sweet and not enough bitter.

Although I love my template (thanks again Zoe), I fell more in love with the theme than with the color so a few tweaks may be in order. =)

WTF?!?!?!?

Being enrolled in an High School where there are over 3000 students, there were like 10 "In crowds" and I wasn't part of any of them. I was always on the outskirts though. I was acquainted to alot of the members but I can't ever say I belonged. Not that I was less of a person for it... I really never cared. There are many benefits of being on the outskirts of the loop. You always know the gossip but are hardly really part of it.

That's how I feel right now...

It seems that the week I decide to go away, the blogosphere decides to become an elaborate soap opera. I will keep my opinions about it to myself because I really didn't know these people outside what was in their blogs and I therefore don't think my opinion matters. I feel for the women involved in this and although there are many factors that NO ONE knows... I think that they are the victims in all this... Yes even the "other" woman.

The thing about that is that there are women out there whose purpose in life is to get YOUR man... but not all "other" women are of this type. I don't condone infidelity at all but the fact is that shit happens! I really think that in a relationship, it's the person IN the relationship is in control of what happens outside of that relationship. No one can STEAL someone who is not willing to go.

I know I know women shouldn't do this to other women but reality is that unless the women know each other... One has no loyalty to the other. I have been cheated on and it sucks. I've also been the other woman (not knowingly) and that sucks too. Either way, the CHEATER (and I deliberately keep it gender unbiased because women do cheat) is the selfish one. THEY are the one that should have some loyalty to the one the claim is the one for them. If you want to get a pickle tickle from someone else... let that other person go. It's the only humane thing to do.

And that's my opinion about that. Like many commented already (being that I'm about a week late on this), this is not a soap opera, these are real people and I think that the closure many seek will not be received because the truth is that I doubt that the people who are directly involved will ever get that.

My heart goes out to the people involved because no matter which side you're on, it's a bitch!

The best city in the world

“ There are roughly three New Yorks. There is, first, the New York of the man or woman who was born here, who takes the city for granted and accepts its size and its turbulence as natural and inevitable. Second, there is the New York of the commuter — the city that is devoured by locusts each day and spat out each night. Third, there is the New York of the person who was born somewhere else and came to New York in quest of something. […] Commuters give the city its tidal restlessness; natives give it solidity and continuity; but the settlers give it passion." - E.B. White, Here is New York

I am part of the first NY. Born and raised here, I don't have the luxury of looking at this wonderful city with the same eyes as the millions of tourists that bombard the streets on my way to work. I don't get why they take pictures of what ultimately is a construction site where the twin towers once stood. The two towers that I recall only as far as the Borders on the first floor and Wonders of the World on the top. A site millions travel miles to see, only makes me queasy remembering the day I'd grown sick of talking about. I walk by the great Empire State building but missing it's beauty as I go to the mom and pop discount shop where cheesy tshirts are sold. I get lost in Central Park as I travel cross town to save myself a few dollars and grabbing the subway on 5th Avenue instead of hailing the cabs tourist think are a way of life since that is what Carrie from SATC is always seen in. I love Times Square not because of the lights or the theater but for the fact that you can catch every subway line within a 2 block radius. That and BBQs(Great Pina Coladas there!)

NY is a city full of culture and unique beauty but all I see is my home and that my dear... is not so bad.

Just deleted my first comment EVER...

I love comments! No matter what they say, I always keep them. Today I was forced to delete one from someone who had nothing to say other than to visit their blog which if it's a real blog... I REALLY sucks but it actually looks more like one of those blogs people have to make money for posting. Not that there is anything wrong with that but if you're going to do that at least have something entertaining on it other than what social blog networking site approved your application to join...

Am I being too harsh? I don't think so. If you think so... I don't care.

Last night, I had what may have been the worst sleep in history and I'm majorly cranky!!! I t's so bad that I almost pushed a little Asian Lady down the stairs on the subway because she was moving too slow (ummm she wasn't old and wasn't handicapped as far as I can tell). Yes I get bitchy without adequate nappy time. Pity the users who mess with me today. I think I've written about 4 passive aggressive emails to idiots who swear they know more than I do...

For example: (Italics are in my head)

To: BSC
From: Classroom Admin
Re: Internet Connection

Hi [BSC],
There is a user having meeting going on in [Conference Room] and there is no internet connectivity. Please let me know what I need to do to get this fixed and how we can avoid such an issue in the future.

Thanks, CA
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To: Classroom Admin
From: BSC
Re: Re: Internet Connection

Hi [CA],
I understand your issue (that you're an idiot) and I will try to assist you in anyway I can (if I feel like it). I can send a technician to check the connection but before I do that, please have the user reboot the machine and see if that fixes it. To answer your question, this issue can be avoided in the future by doing a "dry run" before the meeting to make sure all is working properly (like I state in the million emails you forward to these idiots everytime there is a meeting).

Regards, BSC
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To: BSC
From: Classroom Admin
Re: Re: Re: Internet Connection

BSC,

Nope didn't work. Please send tech.

Thanks, CA
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To: Classroom Admin
From: BSC
Re: Re: Internet Connection

[CA],

I will send a tech but you will need to call help desk to get a ticket number (enjoy hold bitch).

BSC

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To: Classroom Admin
From: BSC
Re: Re: Internet Connection

[CA],

The User is up and running. It seems that the machine just needed to be rebooted. For future incidents, please have users reboot their machines. By reboot, I mean TURN IT OFF, wait 3 seconds then TURN IT ON. This should solve most issues. (You are now on my screening list!)

Have a good day,
BSC

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HAVE A GREAT LONG WEEKEND FOLKS!!!!

You're Never too Old to be an Abortion...

These were the words that were told to a 10 year old by my loving BF after enduring about 2 hours of nagging. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or cringe but by God it made my day. You see I was swimming in fakeness since this year's BF Mommy Day Event was the hosted by the Faker and we all know how that relationship is.

Other than that, my life has been pretty tame thus far. Work is fine and I'm taking a break from school so I have alot of free time on my hands. Of course because of this, I am able to let my mind wander and figure out how to keep occupied (sleep is what wins out about 80% of the time). The thing is that I am embarking in this new venture and so far I have not been able to get my butt in gear to get it done. I have so many ideas but trying to sit down and organize them in a manageable way seems to be a challenge for me right now... and it's not like it's something I can just scrap since I really want to do it.

Any ideas on how to fight the urge to procrastinate?