Saturday sucked me in.
I woke up at 10:30, watched tennis until 11, then fell asleep from 11-2.
I spent the rest of the day on the computer - messing with iPhoto, iTunes, blogs, Facebook, etc.
I took some occasional breaks to watch reality shows on MTV.
I have not showered.
I am still in my pajamas.
I only went outside once (to get some food).
I have only talked to one human being (plus my cat).
I have thoroughly enjoyed my day.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Friday, June 29, 2007
The Customer is Always Right
I did it. Yesterday I went to the Subway on the North Frontage road and asked them to fold my meat. You may remember from a post a couple weeks ago, I like that location better because the lines are shorter but they lay the meat flat on the bread which sometimes stops me from going there.
Here's how it went down:
Subway Guy: What can I get for you?
Me: I'd like a 6 inch ham and turkey on wheat...and can you fold the meat?
SG: Looks at me confused, folds the meat and places it on the bread so it only covers the ends and not the middle and says, You mean you only want meat on the ends?
Me: Well, you haven't put the ham on yet.
SG: Throws the ham in the middle and says, So you only want ham in the middle?
Me: No. The other Subway folds the meat and it covers the whole bread...
SG: He rotates the meat so that the turkey AND ham both cover all of the bread. Like this?
Me: Yes. Thank you.
SG: Slides my sandwich down for the veggie girl to finish. Does it really taste better with the meat folded?
Me: It does.
Matthew and I just looked at each other and laughed because he was taking my request a little hard.
My question: Why does it matter whether or not it tastes better? I asked you to fold the meat, I'm paying you to make MY sandwich, what's the problem?
By the way, it did taste better.
Here's how it went down:
Subway Guy: What can I get for you?
Me: I'd like a 6 inch ham and turkey on wheat...and can you fold the meat?
SG: Looks at me confused, folds the meat and places it on the bread so it only covers the ends and not the middle and says, You mean you only want meat on the ends?
Me: Well, you haven't put the ham on yet.
SG: Throws the ham in the middle and says, So you only want ham in the middle?
Me: No. The other Subway folds the meat and it covers the whole bread...
SG: He rotates the meat so that the turkey AND ham both cover all of the bread. Like this?
Me: Yes. Thank you.
SG: Slides my sandwich down for the veggie girl to finish. Does it really taste better with the meat folded?
Me: It does.
Matthew and I just looked at each other and laughed because he was taking my request a little hard.
My question: Why does it matter whether or not it tastes better? I asked you to fold the meat, I'm paying you to make MY sandwich, what's the problem?
By the way, it did taste better.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
I'm Back in the Game
Tonight, for the first time in over two years, I dusted off my tennis racket and put it to good use. When I told my brother, Geoff, that I was looking into private tennis lessons he suggested that we find some courts and play once a week. I've been excited about it since we decided to do it!
Playing again took me back to these days. I'm still as bad as I was back then!
Geoff was the one who convinced me to play in high school so it's only fitting that he would be my "coach" now. He started feeding me balls and I began to wonder if we had made a big mistake. Every shot I hit was out-if I even managed to hit it at all. After the first hopper of balls I had to go out to the grass and collect the balls I had hit over the fence (yes, three of them...behind me) and I thought I was going to die. I had two huge charlie horses in my butt - so strange. And painful. Things got better from there and I think I made some good progress.
Moral of the story: Don't turn over you paycheck to the tennis club for lessons, just sucker your brother into playing with you.
Playing again took me back to these days. I'm still as bad as I was back then!
Geoff was the one who convinced me to play in high school so it's only fitting that he would be my "coach" now. He started feeding me balls and I began to wonder if we had made a big mistake. Every shot I hit was out-if I even managed to hit it at all. After the first hopper of balls I had to go out to the grass and collect the balls I had hit over the fence (yes, three of them...behind me) and I thought I was going to die. I had two huge charlie horses in my butt - so strange. And painful. Things got better from there and I think I made some good progress.
Moral of the story: Don't turn over you paycheck to the tennis club for lessons, just sucker your brother into playing with you.
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Ole Olestra!
WARNING: If you don't appreciate bathroom humor, do not read this post.
I got an IM from Cambo today that went something like this:
Matthew says: you like poop stories
Stephanie says: i do
Matthew says: http://www.zug.com/pranks/olestra/
Matthew says: enjoy
So of course I clicked the link and began to read. I was laughing so hard.
Too good not to share.
I got an IM from Cambo today that went something like this:
Matthew says: you like poop stories
Stephanie says: i do
Matthew says: http://www.zug.com/pranks/olestra/
Matthew says: enjoy
So of course I clicked the link and began to read. I was laughing so hard.
Too good not to share.
Monday, June 18, 2007
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Thursday Thoughts
Some random thoughts for a random Thursday.
-I won the silver medal on Matthew's pop quiz this morning. Silver medal, really? I answered the question correctly in less than 2 minutes. He claims he took my speed into consideration, but "Luke just ended up landing a triple lutz to propel him on to victory".
-I got the last bag of BBQ Baked Lays at lunch. It was a Subway miracle.
-I prefer the Subway on 35th & 36th to the one on the North Frontage road only because they fold my meat. You wouldn't think it matters, but it does.
-I think the AC on my car is going out. It's still cold, but not as freezer-like as it used to be. I sometimes have to leave it on level 3 for the duration of my travels.
-Last night at the gym I was watching Celebrity Fit Club without sound. Dustin Diamond (aka Screech) was causing trouble and the mean trainer guy was screaming at him. I tried to plug in my headphones but none of the channels worked. I NEED to know what was going down.
-My new cubicle at work has a window, which is wonderful, but it gets blazing hot from roughly 3:30 - 6:00. A fan will be necessary.
-It's supposed to get up to 99 degrees on Saturday. Ninety-nine. I don't feel good about it at all.
-Either my alarm clock malfunctioned this morning or my brain did. It could go either way.
-I am going to love So You Think You Can Dance? a lot. I don't want to like Lacey, but I just do. I thought she was great last night.
Side note: Mary Murphy's voice makes me want to die and Wade Robson is hot. I think they cancel each other out, therefore making it Ok for me to continue watching the show.
There you have it.
-I won the silver medal on Matthew's pop quiz this morning. Silver medal, really? I answered the question correctly in less than 2 minutes. He claims he took my speed into consideration, but "Luke just ended up landing a triple lutz to propel him on to victory".
-I got the last bag of BBQ Baked Lays at lunch. It was a Subway miracle.
-I prefer the Subway on 35th & 36th to the one on the North Frontage road only because they fold my meat. You wouldn't think it matters, but it does.
-I think the AC on my car is going out. It's still cold, but not as freezer-like as it used to be. I sometimes have to leave it on level 3 for the duration of my travels.
-Last night at the gym I was watching Celebrity Fit Club without sound. Dustin Diamond (aka Screech) was causing trouble and the mean trainer guy was screaming at him. I tried to plug in my headphones but none of the channels worked. I NEED to know what was going down.
-My new cubicle at work has a window, which is wonderful, but it gets blazing hot from roughly 3:30 - 6:00. A fan will be necessary.
-It's supposed to get up to 99 degrees on Saturday. Ninety-nine. I don't feel good about it at all.
-Either my alarm clock malfunctioned this morning or my brain did. It could go either way.
-I am going to love So You Think You Can Dance? a lot. I don't want to like Lacey, but I just do. I thought she was great last night.
Side note: Mary Murphy's voice makes me want to die and Wade Robson is hot. I think they cancel each other out, therefore making it Ok for me to continue watching the show.
There you have it.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Unacceptable
I've just happened upon some shocking news. Both Inferno 3 AND Rob & Big were new last night and my DVR did not record them.
Around 11:30 I settled into bed, ready for a few laughs, and was disappointed to find nothing new on the DVR. I thought, "That's weird. I guess they were both re-runs tonight."
No. They were not re-runs.
I was just talking to Danny and he mentioned how funny it was that Big had a maid with no shirt on. You can imagine my surprise at not knowing what he was talking about. So, determined to get to the bottom of this, I went back to my desk and checked in with Natalie about Inferno 3. New.
This is not acceptable.
Around 11:30 I settled into bed, ready for a few laughs, and was disappointed to find nothing new on the DVR. I thought, "That's weird. I guess they were both re-runs tonight."
No. They were not re-runs.
I was just talking to Danny and he mentioned how funny it was that Big had a maid with no shirt on. You can imagine my surprise at not knowing what he was talking about. So, determined to get to the bottom of this, I went back to my desk and checked in with Natalie about Inferno 3. New.
This is not acceptable.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Welcome Back
After close to 4 months, I made an appearance at the gym last night. Three miles later I was feeling surprisingly good.
Note to self: The elliptical is way easier than the treadmill. Does that mean I'm not benefiting as much?
My motivation to return to the gym came from watching the show 'Big Medicine' on TLC. It's a reality show (of course) about two doctors (father & son) who do gastric bypass surgeries. One of their patients, Allen, started out at 1,000 lbs and was still going strong at 540 lbs four months after surgery.
I don't want to end up like Allen. It was time.
Note to self: The elliptical is way easier than the treadmill. Does that mean I'm not benefiting as much?
My motivation to return to the gym came from watching the show 'Big Medicine' on TLC. It's a reality show (of course) about two doctors (father & son) who do gastric bypass surgeries. One of their patients, Allen, started out at 1,000 lbs and was still going strong at 540 lbs four months after surgery.
I don't want to end up like Allen. It was time.
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Not My Day
1. I forgot to write a letter of recommendation for a co-worker that I was supposed to send over on Friday night. I didn't remember that I had forgotten until Sunday morning. Who does that?
2. I failed (for the fourth week in a row) to get anything together for the "Compliment Basket". Why am I so bad at my calling?
3. I wore a stupid outfit to church.
4. Last night I remembered to read the GC talk that the RS lesson was going to be on but failed to bring my Ensign with me. Even though it was sitting on my bed.
5. I borrowed a pile of clothes from Jill in an attempt to look good on Friday night (which makes no sense) and planned to give them back to her today. I left them sitting on my bed next to the Ensign.
6. Due to the letter of recommendation fiasco, I failed to do all three things my Bishop has asked us to do every Sunday morning. Therefore, I felt slightly guilty and was not really feeling peaceful when my meetings started.
7. Did I mention my outfit was stupid?
Okay, so this list doesn't really seem like the end of the world, but it made for a pretty frustrating morning.
2. I failed (for the fourth week in a row) to get anything together for the "Compliment Basket". Why am I so bad at my calling?
3. I wore a stupid outfit to church.
4. Last night I remembered to read the GC talk that the RS lesson was going to be on but failed to bring my Ensign with me. Even though it was sitting on my bed.
5. I borrowed a pile of clothes from Jill in an attempt to look good on Friday night (which makes no sense) and planned to give them back to her today. I left them sitting on my bed next to the Ensign.
6. Due to the letter of recommendation fiasco, I failed to do all three things my Bishop has asked us to do every Sunday morning. Therefore, I felt slightly guilty and was not really feeling peaceful when my meetings started.
7. Did I mention my outfit was stupid?
Okay, so this list doesn't really seem like the end of the world, but it made for a pretty frustrating morning.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Failed Me
This morning I woke up at 8:30 am. Not on purpose. My new iHome has already done me wrong.
Apparently you can only hit snooze for an hour before the alarm shuts off. Some may think that snoozing for an hour is extreme, but I disagree. You see, I set my alarm for 7 am every morning hoping that I will find the motivation to get out of bed by 7:30 and to work at a respectable time. Every morning I hit snooze until nearly 8 am and roll in to work between 9 and 9:15. It's the thought that counts, right?
I guess I should come to terms with reality and set my alarm for a later time. Let's be honest, I'm never going to be an early riser.
Apparently you can only hit snooze for an hour before the alarm shuts off. Some may think that snoozing for an hour is extreme, but I disagree. You see, I set my alarm for 7 am every morning hoping that I will find the motivation to get out of bed by 7:30 and to work at a respectable time. Every morning I hit snooze until nearly 8 am and roll in to work between 9 and 9:15. It's the thought that counts, right?
I guess I should come to terms with reality and set my alarm for a later time. Let's be honest, I'm never going to be an early riser.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Please Stop
Dear Daniel Gibson,
I would really appreciate it if you would stop making a three-point shot every 30 seconds.
Love,
Stephanie
Looks like I'll be rooting for the Spurs.
I would really appreciate it if you would stop making a three-point shot every 30 seconds.
Love,
Stephanie
Looks like I'll be rooting for the Spurs.
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