Dirty Little Secrets - Part Deux

When people ask us how we met, Brian and I say that we met through a mutual friend.

Technically, this is true. However, we are aware that this implies we met in person.

Nope.

I actually spotted him on Paula's MySpace page, thought he was adorable, and sent him a message. I had known Paula for several years working at Mervyn's, and he knew her through the teaching credential program at SJSU.

So, technically mutual friend.

We got to know each other through AIM conversations, and found out we had class right next door to each other @ SJSU. I met him in person for the first time after bumping in to him outside of class.

And by bumping in, I mean I purposely went to class early and pretended to have an important phone conversation out in the hall so I would be there when his class let out.

Why did we do it? I guess when we first started introducing one another to our respective families, telling the story to our parents/grandparents about how we met on MySpace didn't sound very appealing. I wouldn't imagine my grandpa would have taken him very seriously.

Thus, glossing it over as "through a mutual friend" seemed so much easier. No one questions that.

And technically, we weren't lying...right?

Dirty Little Secrets

I LOVE Grey's Anatomy. I've seen EVERY episode...

Even worse...It makes me cry almost every week.

Especially this new Izzy/Denny stuff....

God, I hope they aren't slowly writing Izzy off the show.

I also love Desperate Housewives...

Soap opera for prime time...

I know it's lame, but I can't help it.











Ok, this one was a little harder to give up. I love The Little House on the Prairie. I've seen pretty much every episode of the show that was on back in the 70's & 80's.

I also own seasons 7,8, & 9 on DVD...AND I've read all of the books.







Harry Potter...I've read all the books and seen all the movies.

In fact, I OWN all the books and all of the movies released thus far.








I have worn Dr. Pepper lip gloss since the 7th grade.

When my mom let me start wearing makeup, I used to layer dark brown lip liner with this lipstick called "buff beige."

All my friends looked like clowns back then.

Once I left my "clown phase" I started using this. I hate lipstick, so I'll wear this as long as they will make it.







Speaking of the 7th grade, I used to love Sailor Moon.

In fact, among some of my friends, we all kinda identified with certain characters from the cartoon.

I was Sailor Jupiter.

I even went through this short phase where I thought I could draw. I drew the eyes of anime characters.

The problem was, I wasn't very good at it.

It was a short lived phase.



And finally...I've developed a bit of a crush on Edward Norton.


I figure it's ok because he looks just like Brian:



Seriously, don't they look alike?

What are your dirty little secrets?

You Get What You Ask For

So, it was time for an oil change, and I figured it would be good to take my car into the Toyota dealer. I usually go to any random oil changing place to get a good price, but they don't usually check the car for anything else. As my car is nearing the 40K mark, I figured it would be good to take it in to the dealer, where I knew they would catch any other problems.

After waiting about 45 minutes, the guy comes in to tell me all these things are wrong with my car:

1. One of my tail lights it out - no big deal
2. Some filter is dirty and could stand to be replaced. Not my air filter since I replaced that a few days ago. Again, not a huge deal.
3. My tires need rotating. I'm actually getting NEW tires next month, so no big deal
4. My water pump is leaking and all my coolant fluid was gone

OK now THAT one was weird. I don't know a lot about cars but water pumps should not have gone bad at 36k. Man, all the fluid had already leaked out meaning I could have overheated and created a LOT MORE damage.

Anyway, apparently it is covered under warranty, so I don't have to pay to have it done. As for the other three, I can do those myself.

I guess when you go looking for problems, you're bound to find some.

Sweet Tooth

You know you're getting down to the crappy candy when you're digging through the Halloween bowl for the last package of Rollos.

Either that, or it's when you realize you're completely disgusting.

Either way, my sweet tooth has got the best of me.

ick.

Well Said Keith, Well Said...

Reasons to Believe

I thought this was kind of cool, so I figured I would pass it along.

Macy's will be setting up Mail boxes within every store so that kids can come in and mail their letters to Santa.

For every letter mailed, Macy's will donate $1 to the Make a Wish foundation.

What a cute activity to do with your kids while making a difference in the lives of sick children all over America!

Ten Thousand Cats

So, I'm updating on my cats because there isn't anything interesting going on right now.

OK, well, my ONE cat.... and the neighbors cat who spends more time with me than him.

So, he's kinda my cat.

Right?

I have seriously considered stealing this cat when I move out. I don't know if the owner just never lets him in or what, but he's ALWAYS here. Seriously, who couldn't love a cat who sits and sleeps like this:


We like to call him Thomas.

I would never actually steal him...but I'd seriously consider asking the neighbor if he would be willing to part with him...

How do you even initiate a conversation like that?

"Excuse me sir, I'm moving across town and wondered if maybe I could pack your cat with my things?"

Except, in Spanish, because I'm pretty sure he doesn't speak any English.

Oh dear lord, Brian better seal this deal soon or I'm going to end up a crazy cat lady, won't I?