Chargers Football

It's only appropriate for the match up between them and the Broncos today:

Charger Football

Let's go bolts!

Dear Tom from MySpace

Dear Tom from MySpace,


Can you please explain to me why some of the features you have on your site are no compatible with, hmmm I don't know, anything that is created by the wonderful people at Apple? I can only imagine that you are constantly creating and reinventing your social obsession on a iMac yourself so it is really beyond me as to why certain pages do not work on Macs and the interface for the iPhone is quite possibly the worst one in the history of the world. It is so not user friendly that I have decided to no longer use the feature or the site. How about that?


Well basically the only reason I use it to be honest is to feed my blog to people who have been reading it for years, but even they are smart enough to know where else to get it.


So this is my letter to you, Tom, who is popular because you are an internet celebrity due to the creation of a social website. Please think about reinventing the wheel and how to possibly out-do the people over at Facebook. I'm just saying for the greater good of the masses.



Sincerely,

C

What a day - Of Birth

So I imagine that today, Monday, December 8th, would be a rather normal birthday work day that involved some birthday wishes from my friends, family, coworkers and retailers.  Relatively normal right?

That would be incorrect.

1.  I saw a plane crash.  How does that even happen?  I am sitting at the intersection by PF Chang's in La Jolla and I am staring off and see this big black thing fall from the air and black billowing smoke following shortly after it was out of sight.   Apparently a F-18 military training mission was taking place, engine trouble happened, and crashing ensued about a mile and half away from where I was stopped.

2.  After trying to see if I could get closer (yeah I'm that person.  It was a slow day), I was stopped on Genessee with a lady to the right of me flipping someone off for an excessive amount of time.  Long enough for me to get my camera out and get a photo.  Now being the jack ass  I can be sometimes, I managed to inch close enough up to be able to be side by side with her, roll down my window and honestly ask "high five?"  She then flipped me off.

I'm not 21 anymore....

I not really sure why I get myself into situations where I think I can drink like a 21 year old again.  I'm not in anyway close to being a college kid; I haven't been for years.  So clearly being the stupid girl that I can sometimes be, I thought going out after our Christmas dinner with a few coworkers was a brilliant idea.  

Now, in most circumstances I would say yes, go do that team bonding and have a good time, but when you decide to exceed the fun limit, then I say you should probably go home.  Well I did in fact exceed the fun limit by about 10,000 adult beverages too many.  I am quite proud of myself for maintaining my composure because apparently I was ok enough to get into Typhoon (which apparently we went to, I was not aware of the situation) and get myself home. [yes I'm aware it's unsafe and it was dumb, but I am ok so we can laugh about it now]

Today I am waking up and a few things run through my head.  

1.  Am I late to work yet?

2. Why is my bed completely not made?

3. Why did I sleep in my contacts?

4. How did I get home?

5. Why am I naked?

Now questions 1-3 I could go without worrying about, but 4 & 5, no matter how much I thought about it all day I couldn't figure it out.  I thought my feet would hurt from wearing boots all night but they were fine so I thought I may have cabbed.  But then I saw the socks.  My socks looked like they had been attacked by the asphalt monster, which can only mean I walked home shoeless, which is also safe and exceptionally sanitary.

As for number 5, that continues to be a mystery because I don't know what happened and I was by my lonesome so unless Murphy learns to talk, it's just going to be one of those wonders.

As for excessive beveraging on a work night, I don't recommend it.  I don't feel rad, I sure as hell look like ass and I can only imagine what others may think when they get a good look at this hot mess.