each simple gesture done by me is counteracted and leaves me standing here with nothing else to sayToday, I cried listening to the radio. It's true. It was during the radio station's "acoustic lunch hour". The Barenaked Ladies' "One Week" came on--the in-studio acoustic version. It was so horrid that my eyes started watering and I had to turn off my radio. The sound of it was like nails scraping on a chalkboard. I cringe remembering it. I have never heard such a bad song. Phoebe from friends is Elvis compared to what the Barenaked Ladies did.
Now, some of you are probably wondering, "Why didn't she just turn to another station, or put in a CD?" Well, the reason is very simple: I have a clock radio as my only source of music and it can only tune in one station (AM and FM). It is torturous some days. I know to the minute when they are going to play Bonnie Raitt's "I Can't Make You Love Me if You Don't" and "You Can Leave Your Hat On" from the Full-Monty soundtrack. Others on their frequently repeated list is: Green Day's "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" (<--they play this at LEAST 3 times a day, it's a prerequisite), Creed's "Can You Take Me Higher?", any 3 Bob Marley songs, Train's "Drops of Jupiter", and other easy listening favorites which it would pain me to record here.
I got quite a bit of work done today. Even though it was Monday. This feat was accomplished because I ignored my phone the
entire day. My desk no longer has huge stacks on it--only medium sized ones. So this makes me happy.
What does not make me happy is that hotmail is being a butt. It keeps saying that I don't have cookies enabled--which I do. I checked like 3 times. The weird thing is, that Nailz has no problems getting into her hotmail account--and we use the same computer! Grrr....*is mad*
If you read
Nailz's blog, you'd know that I had my first taste of Japanese sake. It is great! It's the strangest thing though, because when it first goes in your mouth there's no taste to it. You can feel that there is something liquid in your mouth, but there is absolutely no taste--even water has a taste compared to sake. Anyway, it only lasts a few seconds before it "blooms" in your mouth. That's the only way I can describe it. It's like this big flower blooms in your mouth and then you swallow--fast. Because it's good and bad all at the same time. And then one little glass hits you, and you feel like you could roll on the floor giggling over stupid little things. It makes you really happy, even if you have no good reason for being so, and even happier if you do. Very good. I definitely recommend. *gives thumbs up with nice-guy pose*
Nailz and I went grocery shopping today. We got butt-loads of food. They rearranged the whole grocery store and added a more extensive foreign foods section (which is quite cool considering this is a Cub Foods we're talking about here...we're talking cheapo-ghetto). Nailz got these interesting date filled cookies that are made in Saudi Arabia. Below is the conversation that followed our first taste test (as best as I can remember):
Nailz: My dad used to buy dates when I was younger, and I could never really see what he saw in them. I didn't really like them...
Me: Why? *cocking one eyebrow* 'Cause they were slutty?
Nailz: ...
Me: *starts giggling with mouth full*
Nailz: (as it finally dawns on her) *rolls eyes and starts giggling with mouth full*
P.S. I think it's weird that on Blogger's spell check, they don't have "blog" as a word...it always tries to change it to "bloc".