In Tamarindo, after snorkeling and monkey-peeping in Paquera. Beautiful. Sandy. Tired. I'm the latter two. This country is the former.

Pura Vida.

If anyone sees a chocolate (w/ white markings on chest and feet) Pitt Bull/ English Bull Dog, please call 512.589.5021.

Her name is Lola.

She's 40 lbs, stocky w/ a thick green collar. She got away from 50th & Duval (hopped a fence, afraid of fireworks).

She has a growth on one of her nipples. Sounds grosser than it is.

I saw someone posted her results on my friends page, so I thought I'd give it a go. During the quiz, I felt SO great about myself. I thought some screen would pop up going, "No worries, you're fine!" No such screen appeared. Instead, I got this shit:

DisorderRatingParanoid:LowSchizoid:LowSchizotypal:ModerateAntisocial:HighBorderline:Very High ( Read more... )

After gorging myself at Mr. Gatti's buffet (a/k/a, My Happy Place) with some friends, I pretty much vegged out at home. Got the back room almost totally in order, with the help of my roommate, and it's *so* adorable. The Pan-Asian room is almost completely complete ( Read more... )

Yesterday after work, I put my thinking cap on, a soft chant repeating: "No Oprah today, No Oprah today ( Read more... )

One of my best friends called me distraught about a month ago b/c a cunt waitress was really, really rude to her at dinner with her friend. My friend's more on the passive side, so we decided I'm going to be the one to talk to her/flip out on her/dish it out, see if she can take it. This isn't going to be pleasant ( Read more... )

...in a lot of ways, really, but most tangibly, my throat is killing me, my ears feel off, and my neck feels like it's in a vise. Yet, I cancelled my doctor's appointment yesterday after leaving work before 11:00 a.m. I spent the morning laying poolside and after my sunbath, got some pretty shocking news from someone close to me, so I cancelled ( Read more... )

I've been wading through a swamp of shit for the past few days, and it's finally hardening. I was in a situation where I had to decide between two completely conflicting accounts, each person swearing on his family's life that he was telling the truth. In the end, I went with my gut and a little bit of logic. I've never been in a situation where ( Read more... )

So, I was at a pretty low point an hour ago when I headed to HEB for some throat lozenges, throat spray and soup (take a wild guess how I'm feeling today). While touring the isles, I caught myself being drawn to the most unhealthy, gross foods and silently chastised myself. I plucked down all healthy food (mostly low-carb, even) and stocked up on ( Read more... )

Apparently, somehow a major skill I must've been harboring for some time remained hidden until yesterday. I am a Volleyball Goddess. To be more specific, a Pool Volleyball Serving Goddess. Caroline can verify. I was SO good that I was given a third of the bounty: my own can of potted meat. That's right -- I said potted meat. Who's Monday beats ( Read more... )