I feel like today has flown by, leaving me just really dazed and confused. I didn't sleep well last night, and I feel like a zombie because of it. I thought it was about 1:00 before, only to look at the clock and see that it was a little after 3. Not that I'm complaining! I like it when time flies at work, and then I can go home and.....I guess zone out. Hmmm.
This weekend was fun, I got a tan, drank some rum and cokes, and saw "Star Wars" again. Don't get me wrong, I'm not a fanatic all of a sudden or something. Lisa wanted someone to go with since Greg is away, so here I am!
Anway, Friday night Kane and I went to Cracker Barrel for dinner. It was so cheap!! I can't get over how much food both of us got for $18.00. There was a huge line of people waiting when we got there, so we put our names in and just killed time looking at all the random shit they had in their "Country Store". Needless to say, Lisa is getting some wierd shit for her birthday this Friday! Anyway, after the novelty of the crap store wore off, we went outside to wait in these big rocking chairs. Here's Kane playing with some toy from the crap store.

You can see the determination on his face.
Here's me squeezing my ass into a kid-size rocking chair, although this picture came out so weird it's hard to see.

I like it, it's like some strange art photo that I don't understand.
Anyway, we finally were seated and our waitress came up to take our drink orders. She looked at Kane, and gasped.
"Oh my God, did anyone ever tell you that you look like Johnny Depp?".
This happens a lot, and it never bothers me, since it's usually a fleeting comment and I'm not some insecure girl who thinks every chick who talks to him is hitting on my boyfriend. But this girl would not shut up!!! For time's sake, I'll compile all her comments into one paragraph:
"Oh my god, you look so much like Johnny Depp, that's so COOL! It's like, your EYES and your....this!" Waitress makes motion around her mouth, I think she meant Kane's goatee."It's just so cool!! You must hear that all the time! The only person people say I look like is Princess Jasmine from Aladdin. You look SO much like Johnny Depp! Here's your soda, Mr. Depp! Tee Hee!!"

She also had another waitress help her bring our food out (yes, anyone would need help with 2 plates!), and the two girls looked at Kane, then exchanged glances, and whispered to each other as they walked away.
Here's how this crap was making me feel:

Anyway I'm over it now, but how would you feel if someone was just drooling all over your boyfriend/girlfriend, like, "You are so HOT. I can't believe how hot you are!"? Not good. And there you sit, like a hideous troll, with the waitress acting like, "Wow, what's he doing with HER?". She never said this of course, but that's totally the vibe I got from her. Anyway, Kane cheered me up, and I made myself feel better by teasing Kane relentlessly about all of this. Then when we came out of the restaurant there was a huge dust storm going on, so that was cool. Arizona never has any weather, so when we get some wind or some lightning, it makes me so happy.
All in all, it was a good night. I give Cracker Barrel a thumbs up, wait staff, thumbs down.

This morning I got to work to find my office covered in "congratulations" confetti and balloons on my desk.

This is for my five year anniversary at my job. Yup, five years ago today I began designing jewelry. To celebrate, my boss bought lunch for the entire office from NYPD Pizza, and got me a big cake that read "Thanks for 5 Fabulous Years!" although "Fabulous" looked more like "Falafel" somehow. She also gave me a ring, which is one of my all-time favorite pieces we've even made, which they found out thanks to Taryn's slick detective work. Which was basically "So Trish, which ring do you like best?". Very smart, I never figured that one out. (I'm also a little bit retarded....shhh, don't tell anyone!) Anyway, my ring is Purple Tanzanite and diamond, set in 18kt white gold. It's beautiful!

The irony in all of this is that today I handed in my resignation letter.
Maybe my cake should have read:
"Thanks For 5 Fabulous Years!......now be out in 30 days."

OK Lengli, I'll play your game, you rougue.
The total volume of music files on my computer:Somewhere around 800MB. I just got my new computer, so I am slowly loading everything onto it. These things take time.
The last CD I bought was: Nine Inch Nails "With Teeth". I am so, so sad that we didn't get tickets to see them live. I only saw them once, and it was way back in '96 (?) when Trent toured with David Bowie. Sooooo good. They're playing here this Friday and Saturday night. *Shniff*
Song playing right now: "Run Through The Jungle", by Creedance. A total classic.
Five songs I listen to a lot or mean a lot to me, in no particular order:
-"That's Alright Mama", Elvis. I am a big Elvis fan, but I prefer young, idealistic Elvis. This song makes me think of him as an innocent with raw talent, not a big fat piece of strung-out crap.
-"Life on Mars?", David Bowie. This song is just so big and epic, it's great to paint to. But mostly it makes me think of my friend Chris, who gave me a shitty copy of Ziggy Stardust on a tape, and told me how his mother used to play it for him when he was really young, when other kids (me) were listening to the Cabbage Patch Kids record. Also, it makes me think of Bill Murray, and he makes me smile!
-"Angel" by Sarah McLachlan. I know, this one's cheesy. And I haven't listened to it in a while, but if it comes on it gets me all weepy. And here comes my depressing explaination, so I apologize in advance.
Lisa had just gotten the City of Angels soundtrack during the time that my mother had a brain aneurism. We didn't know if she was going to survive, and it was a really scary time. The night that it happened, Lisa stayed at the hospital with my mom, and my dad (my parents are divorced) came to stay with me for the night. I couldn't sleep, and I couldn't stop crying. Both of my grandparents had passed away, and all I wanted was to see them, and know that my mom would be okay. I could hear my dad crying downstairs, and that scared me even more. I put on the CofA soundtrack, and tried to calm down. I just sat in my window seat all night and listened to the whole soundtrack on repeat, and it made me feel a little better, and eventually I fell asleep. I listened to Angel any time I felt really scared, or when my mom was having another brain surgery, and it made me feel safe.
Okay, happier song!!
-"Army", Ben Folds Five. I don't like Ben Folds, I had an ex who listened to them non-stop and it drove me nuts. But this song I have to admit I like, it's just super catchy, and he mentions "Chick Fil-A". Mmmmmm.
-"Bloodletting" by Concrete Blonde. Actually the whole Bloodletting album. It reminds me of a simpler, more gothy time in my life! Ha ha! Trish wore all black!!
Who are you tagging and why?:
Kane-because after 3 years, there's still stuff I don't know about him!
Lisa-because she dodged Lengli's tag. Actually so did Kane...
Robert, Lani, Diana and Matt-because I'm curiouser!
Jenny-because I KNOW "Footloose" by Kenny Loggins has to be in one of your answers, Bitch!

This Saturday I went to a fashion show by Angela Johnson, called "Sideshow Freak in the Padded Room". It was crrrr-azy! (Thanks to Robert for letting me hijack his camera, since I left mine on the kitchen counter, along with a ton of other stuff I wanted to bring.) Here's my friend Dayna, who was basically the centerpiece for the whole show, with her awesome blue ringlets and kick-ass walking. She got to wear the big finale piece, this cool dress that had lights in the bodice and a huge flouncy skirt.

I definitely enjoyed the theme, although I can go the rest of my life without hearing "Coin Operated Boy" by the Dresden Dolls again. The entire 1st half of the show just had that song looped over and over again. Thank god for the room-temperature Chardonnay, or it would have really bothered me. Anyway, here's a better picture of Dayna, looking super hot with a dead bird on her head.

We watched the show from the balcony, which was slightly less crowded and had a much better view of the whole show. Afterwards, I was talking to Dayna's husband Josh, just asking him about how it feels to have all these people drooling over his wife. He told me that he was kind of scared to date her at first, but now that he's over it, it isn't so bad. But he did say that at one show, Dayna was walking, and Josh was sitting in the 2nd or 3rd row. As she walked past him, she gave him a cute little smile and a wink, and Josh said that these two guys in front of him starting freaking out, like, "DUDE!! Did you see that?? She totally winked at us! She wants us, Dude!! Maybe we should try to get her number after the show!!!".
Um, they didn't get her number.
Anyway, yesterday we met up with Josh and Dayna and Robert, Brianna and Jen, and saw Revenge of the Sith. I am not the biggest Star Wars fan, and I can say with all certainty that I strongly disliked Episodes 1 & 2. Strongly. If it wasn't for Yoda, I'd say I hated them. I also have a major problem with Hayden Christensen's voice, and how he talks like Kermit the Frog, and how he looks at Natalie Portman (Pad-a-MAY!) like he's going to rape her.
But I actually really liked Revenge of the Sith! It was good!! Of course it still has it's problems, but overall it was everything the other 2 movies should have been. It was much easier to follow, and there was more action and a lot less endless scenes talking about "The Republic of the Council which the Prophecy foretells of an Alliance of the Council of Republics of the Prophecy....".
I give this movie a B+. It would be an A if the dialog wasn't so bad. Most notably the whole scene where Anakin and Padme debate over who loves who more.
"No, I love YOU."
"No, I love YOU!"
"I love you more!!"
"No I love YOU MORE!!"
"No, you hang up!"
"No you!"
"No YOU hang up..." etc, etc, etc.
Oh, another thing I really enjoyed was this vampire-looking guy and his hacking cough:

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SAN YSIDRO, Calif. -- This image, released by the U.S. Border Patrol, shows the legs of a 5-year-old girl inside a party pinata that was discovered on Nov. 2, 2004 during a vehicle search at the San Ysidro, Calif., border station crossing along the U.S.-Mexican border.
So that's what the crotch of a Power Puff Girl looks like! It's a good thing no one decided to hang this pinata up and beat it.
Oh those crazy illegal immigrants!! What WILL they try next??!

Last night I saw Unleashed, which was really good. I liked it even more than I thought I would, and I already knew that I'd like it alot. Jet Li proved he can act and kick people in the head, and Morgan Freeman proved once again that he is the coolest man in the world.


Lisa and I still discuss which movie-president should become our actual President. Usually we both side with Independence Day's Bill Pullman.
..."stolen beers taste better...."
Not only has Bill Pullman been in some awesome movies (Spaceballs?) but he kicked some serious alien ass in Independence Day. I doubt George W. would climb into a fighter plane and get up there to shoot down some UFO's. Clinton--maybe, but definitely not Bush. Bill also broke his own finger and robbed a liquor store in Mr. Wrong. But now I think my imaginary President vote will have to go to Morgan Freeman(Deep Impact President), who has always been a close second anyway. It's not that I don't love you in Newsies, Pullman, but Morgan Freeman has won me over with his grace and sincerity. He was also awesome in The Shawshank Redemption. See, here he is, already running for the White House.

Freeman in 2008! What is his stance on health care issues, or gay marriage? WHO CARES! He was in Robin Hood, for god's sake! He's also in the new Batman movie, which is going to be fucking rad.
Movie President-finally an election I give a damn about!

I've been playing around with my blog today, changing all the settings and whatnot. What do you think of the new paperdolls background? I kind of like it, but I'm not sure if I'll keep it. I just got sick of all the friggin' dots everywhere.

When I was little, there wasn't very much that my dad and I did together, or talked about. He had his busy life out in our garage, working on cars and whatnot. I had my Strawberry Shortcake dolls and Barbie Dream House to tend to. But there was one thing we always agreed on, the ultimate food: Cheez Waffies.

If you don't live on the east coast, you've probably never heard of them. They probably sound gross to you, and to be honest, they kind of are. But we ate them like they were going out of style. My mom would come home from the grocery store, with a shiny-new bag of Cheez Waffies, and my dad and I would be devouring the little waffles-n-cheese sandwiches before she even had a chance to put them in the cabinet.
I don't know what it was about them that made them so good, it may be as simple as the word "Waffie". More things should have the word "waffies" in it.
Cheez Waffies were made by the Wise snack food company. They are the same company that make the famous Dipsy Doodles, which I'm sorry if you've never had a chance to eat them, that sucks for you. They are pure magick. Just ask Mike. Anyway, I think a good slogan for Cheez Waffies now, in our health-conscious society, would be "Cheez Waffies-Not WISE for Your Health!". There are several reasons why this would be effective:
1. It would warn the consumer up-front about what they're getting themselves into. Don't sit there trying to calculate all the goddamn trans-fats and calories and carbs and shit. They come in a cellophane bag. The color of the cheese will never be found in nature. They aren't good for you. Don't try to justify it, like, "Oh, if I just eat half of one, then I can stay within my calorie limits for the day...". No. They are not WISE for your health. If you want to eat healthy, stay away. If you are having a rotten day, where you are stressed out and need to pamper yourself with a little delicious junkfood, then Waffies are your guys.
2. All of the rebellious, ironic teenagers would finally have a way to express their angst in snack-food form. Eating Cheez Waffies would be right up there on their coolness scale with smoking cigarettes.
3. If they came up with a new slogan, that would mean they still make Cheez Waffies, and this would make me very happy. I'd have to call my dad, and tell him how much I love him. And the buttons on the phone will be all orange from my Cheez-y fingers.

Thanks to lengli, I had to take these two quizzes:


You are Janet! Smart, cute, but sometimes get
carried away over little things. You totally
stand for what you believe in and enjoy
romanticism. You love flowers and the
outdoors.


Which Three's Company Character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla


You're Jerry!


Which Seinfeld character are you?
brought to you by Quizilla

Alright I can deal with Janet, but JERRY?? No way. I can't stand the guy for one, and secondly, I would never pose like that.
It's almost like Quizzilla doesn't know me at all!

My cats are fascinated yet frightened by the outdoors.

I've been looking for a job for a while now, and have been turning to the internet mostly. So far I've come up with nothing, so yesterday I decided to get the Sunday paper. I figured there HAD to be more jobs listed in there right? Well, after scouring through not only the Art/Design section, but EVERY section, I came up with a grand total of exactly two (2) jobs to apply for! WTF? One of them I'm pretty sure I'm in no way qualified for, but I still faxed over my resume this morning, maybe I could slip through the cracks and get hired anyway, b/c Fender would be a cool place to work. The other one is an assistant to a graphic designer, and I think that one might be cool.
But the job market here in Arizona is so competitive. Most of the graphic design jobs are only part-time or temp work, and I really need to work full time if I ever want to make it out of this shithole city. I guess I can go for 2 different part-time jobs, but even those are very hard to come by, and they only pay between $10-$12 an hour. Woo-hoo! Look out, here comes Miss Moneybags!
So that's my dilemma. I know I shouldn't do this to myself, but every once in a while I check the job listings for my line of work in NJ, and there's usually about 4 or 5 that sound totally perfect for me. And that's just in Jersey, I haven't even glanced at NY yet. *sigh*
Oh well, I'll just keep looking and eventually something will come up, blah blah blah.
In other news, I think that the Runaway Bride needs to get her head checked, and she also needs to have some kind of charges pressed against her. Or maybe she should at least pay for all of the time and effort that the local police and volunteers and friends and family spent looking for her crazy bug-eyed lying ass.

(And by the way, nice neck.)
I also think the whole situation is sort of funny. It just goes to show the lengths some women will go to just to NOT be honest with their boyfriends/husbands. Just tell the guy you don't want to marry him. I bet you this guy was like, "Honey, is everything okay? What's wrong?" all the way up to the day she took off, and her answer the whole time was,"Nothing!". Good work, lady. Faking your own kidnapping was so much smarter, now he gets to be completely humiliated not only in your inner circle, but all over the nation. Very smart.
Well, that is all. Have a good night readers, and if you see me at the grocery store, try not to stand too close to me in line, because I like my personal space, and I don't want to have to give you a dirty look.
Thanks.