stay strong.

I understand what you are going through. More than you will ever know. Though it may seem like night and day, the same stars shine upon us. I wish, with all my heart, I could take away all the pain, frustration, and uncertainty which now consumes you. Stay strong, as you are every bit deserving of happiness.

I love this game.

Such a close game! Romo's team won by 3, but Tommy's team played a good game. They were never down by more than 9 and even pulled ahead the second half. It came down to a fouling game at the end.

My favorite fan quote of the game, "Don't foul him too hard! He's our quarterback!!"

fuck the domestics.

Is it fair to criticize a manager's ways when you, yourself, are not of managerial standing? Being a manager is no easy task, but how does one go about giving him/her constructive criticism? Or do you not?

The Race for the Cure kicked my butt, once again. It snuck up on me, and I was forced to move my legs in a back and forth motion resembling that of running for almost the entire 5k. My legs saw more exercise in that 37 minute period than it has in the past year.

Everyone is raising their prices. The cost of living is going up! Restaurants are charging additionally for bowls of rice. My gym membership went up 30%. Le Madelines is now serving their bread in halves.

Uncle Sam's allowance was spent before it was even received. A Wii was posted on the swap meet and within an hour I replied and purchased it. Somehow it ended up a Father's Day gift and is no longer within my possession.

Somewhere along the way, I turned into a bully. I do not mean to treat him as an inferior. I do not mean to belittle. I do not even realize how I am.

"Nothing exciting going on here. Some dumb kid just stepped in the mouse trap over by the vending machines." Ha. Only at my place of work. Stupid kid.

The NBA season has ended. It will be months until football season begins. What the hell am I going to do until then?

Mexican beers are my new love. Lime or no lime.

"You don't return my phone calls, texts, Facebook messages, or phone calls..." Take a hint! Do I really need to spell it out to you?

Hopefully business picks up at the pharmacy so that my favorite pharmacist can come back to work. Monday nights are going to be dreadful without her. She only worked 4 hours once a week, but I looked forward to working each of those hours with her.

missing from my life.

There is something that I want more and more each day. I fear that if I do not ever attain this, then my life will be incomplete. I will not consider my life full without this. Each and every day a certain aspect of this makes it more desirable. Consider it a challenge. Consider it a blessing. Consider it not a part of my life.

Living vicariously only makes it harder. If I was more grounded in religion, I would think maybe it was not meant to be. Maybe this is how it is supposed to be. But as a non-believer, I wonder if maybe I am just not as fortunate as others.

Why do I want it so bad? Why am I forced to face what I do not have day in and day out? Why is it not a part of my life?

I had a dream.

I did not know it was possible to have a vivid dream about a person you have not seen in...over 10 years. Why in the world would this person be in my dream? Why would this person play such a role in my dream? I do not dream often, so a dream like this definitely leaves me pondering...

I do not dream often. I am no Martin Luther King, Jr. I think I will leave the dreaming up to others.

no work, all play.

So my lack of posts the month of May either reflects a super busy or super boring and thoughtless month. Whatever the reason, I am pleased to present recaps of two consecutive weekends off from work. Weekends that mainly consisted of alcohol and people who's company I enjoy. Oh, and alcohol.

I have officially been tagged a member of the "rowdy" table. You know, the one you seat at the back of the wedding, near the bar. I am honored.

Please note that an open bar wedding is the best kind of wedding. It really should be the only kind of wedding.

Several attempts later, I finally found myself at Ghost Bar. Though it did not have the same ooh-ahh effect as Las Vegas, it definitely felt like home. Well, in that the music was good, the drinks were not unreasonably priced, and the company was great.

Wearing a dress is one of the most stressful and uncomfortable things ever!

According to my weight scale, I gained almost 5 pounds this past weekend. I wonder why - alcohol, korean food, burgers, fries, frozen custard, late night meals...

Just call me old. First my knee, now my foot. I am falling apart.

I am a ninja. I like to take pictures when nobody is looking. Now if only I could "turn down the flash."

Note: Do not order the Crazy Roll at Blue Fish. Though it is quite crazy, it hardly allows for an enjoyable taste. Between fighting the watery eyes and hoping there is not another bite of wasabi, the roll leaves you wishing you had settled for another Yellowtail Roll.

I love Dallas, and I love Plano, but I hate the pretentiousness that comprises 98% of the area. Is it really necessary to throw down $600 dollars to have a good time at a lounge? Do you not think there is something wrong with dressing your 5 year old daughter in an outfit that costs as much as your Gucci sunglasses?