Julie's Journal

I LOVE Manila and so does Sandy!

Every time I walk into work I hear about someone else planning to quit. This morning was quite a shocker though as I thought this person would be here forever. Then come to find out this person is taking half their department with them.

Crazy…

If I hang on long enough, and everyone is gone, maybe the higher ups would start to appreciate me for the knowledge I have of this business, and give me more responsibility.

Hmmm…

On a brighter note did anyone watch Chaotic last night? It was surprisingly funny and entertaining!

Why do women feel the need to plop their asses down on the toilet and start a conversation with the person in the stall next to them?

This just happened to me here at work.

I was in there a full minute before she was. She didn’t know who I was, yet she felt the need to tell me about the yard work that was done at her house today, and how she couldn’t wait to get home and see the flowers.

Regardless, I ignored her. Knowing some of the people that work here it’s very possible she was just talking to herself, or the voices in her head. She probably doesn’t even have a house.

Is it Friday yet?

I tried to sleep. I really really did. But I was awakened with a bad bout of RLS.

It is the worst ever! Anyone else out there experimenting the same thing I am? How do you cope? Are you undergoing any treatment for it?

At this point if someone told me I could find relief by smoking crack, I would do it.

Idiopathic: A disorder or condition of spontaneous origin; self-originated or of unknown cause. The term is derived from the prefix “idio-” meaning one’s own and “pathos” indicating disease.

We went and had dinner at our favorite Outback on Friday night. Dinner was wonderful and of course Corey and Andy made it a great night!

Saturday was spent doing my hair and nails, and lounging around. Michael’s sister, brother in law, and niece came over and we had a good time sitting around fixing their laptop and talking. We met them later for dinner at PF Changs. It was awesome as usual, except for all the cock roaches that seem to be every where in the parking lot as we were leaving.

We went to the Hard Rock to see if Sandy was there. He wasn’t, but we had a couple drinks anyway and talked to Scott (a bartender that works there) for awhile.

We felt so winded as we were walking through the parking garage to our car. It never seemed to go away, and we were both having full blown asthma attacks even after we got home. I’m not sure if it was the cigarettes, the exhaust fumes in the parking garage, or the MSG in the food. Maybe it was a combination of all three. Strange and weird, but we both felt fine when we woke up.

We went to a BBQ at Michael’s brothers house and hung out with the family swimming, eating, drinking, and talking. It was time for them to leave to drive back to California and I couldn’t help but remember those long drives home on Sunday and how I always just dreaded them. I’m glad it was them and not me. It took us 10 mintues to get home from there

I uploaded a flash player of my camera phone images over there on the right. Something cool and fun to play with. ENJOY!

Damn that was boring. I’m tired. Good night!