you know what fuckin sucks ass? my monitor blew out. so now i have to wait a couple of weeks to get it back, which means no internet access! fuck me! okay, don't. you know what else blew out? my right front tire. luckily i wasn't driving too fast. i mean, how fast can you drive going down a hill at rose hills cemetery. i ran over a small road marker and "POP!" good god, i thought something else broke in the car. it was such a beautiful day yesterday with the clear sky and crisp air, i just HAD to get a better view of the city so i drove up to my grandma's grave and just chilled. one good thing came out of my little adventure --> i FINALLY learned how to change a tire! woohoo! i'm a mechanic now. whatever. so now i have to drive around with my spare bicycle-looking tire that's just about the same size as my hubcap. not to mention my steering wheel automatically veers to the right when i drive. sucky, sucky.

jesse gave me a call last night asking if he should shave his scruffiness on his face since he wants to make a good impression on my friends at the wedding on saturday. how cute is that?! so i have the choice of having him either completely shaved or with his goatee/mustache/sideburns thingie. i prefer naked.

hey, pocho! do you know all the movies kevin smith has done? b/c jesse has all but 2 movies and i wanna get him the other 2 for christmas. did you know all his movies are linked somehow with all the characters? i'll explain later. anyway, get back to me sometime on that movie thing.

blogger, it's been 3 days! i've missed you.

one of my cats died. i think my neighbor poisoned him. she's been feeding him random table food and who knows what other shit.

i almost threw down at the honeybaked store yesterday. i was in line for an hour to get the damn ham for tonight and this old fucker twice my age was trying to cut in front of me. i don't think so asshole. i mean, what difference does it make since he's supposed to be in back of me? it's all a matter of principle. lines exist so that we are served in the order that we came in. if the store happened to run out of hams by 1, and he's the last person to get it, oh my gosh... i'm sooooooooo throwing down! after staring at his ass and trying to make eye contact with him for 45 minutes, i finally had the nerve to tap him and tell him that he's supposed to be in back of me. he kept insisting he was front of me, we started making a scene, and everyone in line was staring at us. and so the crippled man in front of me and his companion verified that i was directly in back of them and the fucker shut up and took a step back. that's what i thought. you don't mess with sabinos.

jesse passed the "brother test". since his parents are divorced and he has no place to go for thanksgiving, my brother suggested i invite him to our family party. uh... not even i was comfortable with that. i've never brought anyone i was dating to a family party, especially for thanksgiving. maybe the next family party. things are going pretty well for us. we've been hanging out more outside of work and he's introduced me to the works of kevin smith, his favorite director (at least i think that's what his name is). we spend a lot of time watching movies (which he collects) at his apartment, we talk in his living room til 4 in the morning, and he makes me the bomb ass food! last night we had dumplings which i though was funny b/c he's mexican, he knows how to use chopsticks, and i don't. the night ended when we heard 5 gunshots outside plus the helicopter circling the area. romantic, no?

HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE. GET FAT.

jesse invited me to go with him to our coworker's frat party. uh... it's a pajama party somewhere in downtown LA. what the hell am i gonna wear? i know you're thinking, "why the hell is rose going to a frat party???" i know, i know. i'm shocked myself that i even agreed to it, but all the girls at work are going too and i've made such good friends with my coworkers, so why not? they're telling me to go in just a bra top like the rest of them.

here are my options:
1:: i could go in long sleeve button down pajamas...unbuttoned, of course, with a nice bra sticking out. quinn says to go without a bra period.
2:: tank top and panty (which is what i normally wear to sleep anyway). steve (coworker who's in the frat) says it's "perfect!"
3:: silk.
4:: lace and whips.
5:: naked.

what to do?

"the stars at night... are big and bright... dut, dut, dut, dut... DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS!"

why the HELL do i have that song in my head? probably has to do with the meteor shower last night. it was so beautiful! jesse drove me to mt. wilson where we laid on the hood of his car and just watched the sky. i felt like i was in a television fantasy date. the guy knew everything about the stars! he explained to me the constellations and the greek mythological stories behind them. like i even remember what he was saying b/c i was too busy trippin out on how cool he was. impressed i was...

i haven't had that much fun doing nothing in a long time. okay, so it wasn't really "nothing". we spent good quality time together that night. we rented 2 movies, ordered pizza, just chilled in his apartment, and drove off to see the meteor shower. it's such a relaxing break from all the "clubbing + alcohol = rose yacking and screaming obscenities" days. the best part was that we didn't really plan our evening. we just did what we felt like doing which was mainly talk.

too bad the night had to end b/c we both had to be at work by 8am and it was already 4. i'm running on 2 hours of sleep and here i am online when i should be crashing now b/c i have work at 7 am. my body's hating myself right now.

OH MY JESUS! THIS IS TOO HILARIOUS!

MY BAD!!!
i've been misinformed about banana's family & friends day. it is NOT this sunday but instead it will be on SUNDAY, DECEMBER 2. also i can only take 10 people. i figure i'll just let my friends take advantage of it b/c i can hook up my family anytime.

one more correction. i won't be going to san diego this weekend as planned b/c my sis is dissing me for a weekend with a guy. i'm not totally assed out though. I HAVE A DATE ON SATURDAY! hehehe... i have no idea what we'll be doing or where we'll be going, but how could i turn down an invitation to watch a meteor shower that night at 2 am. how sweet is that?!!! i've never even seen one before. aww... he's so sweet. that's perfect mack-out atmosphere. hahaha. shh! don't tell.

"take the shackles off my feet so i can dance..."

first of all, jen, the day i keep talking about your boyfriend mr.j will be the day my uterus falls out.

so my sis and i are kinda planning a trip to san diego for the day on saturday. anyone wanna tag along? there will, however, be a few rules:

1. we get to pick the music played in the car. no country allowed!
2. if you fall asleep on the ride to & fro, you will be thrown from the car at a high speed.
3. you must be showered before we pick you up.

lemme know if you're down.

MAJOR ANNOUNCEMENT EVERYONE!
i found out today that banana's family & friends day will be sunday, november 18th... AND i can bring an unlimited number of friends! so let me know if you wanna take advantage of the 30% discount on EVERYTHING (sorry, 15% only on sale items - there's stuff marked down to $9.99 already!!!). you have to let me know so i can put your name on the list. the store's not sure yet if it will be open to the public that day. if so, only those on the list will be admitted. do your christmas shopping early, or just buy everything for yourself. hit me up, guys!

top 5 annoying things about shopping with jen:

• the ride to the mall --> nothing but country music and heat coming out of the air system. not to mention her driving makes me fear for my life.
• targeting only certain stores. she's too lazy to walk around the whole mall and just chill.
• her being self conscious b/c i was dressed up (just got out of church) and she was in sweats.
• people thinking she was my servant b/c her hair wasn't combed.
• endless talk about mr. n... (what am i saying. i'm guilty as charged)

saul good, girlfriend. i still luv ya =)

yesterday was youth sunday at my church. basically the youth takes over and leads the whole service and a bunch of other youth groups from fellow southern cali churches come to visit. it happens about 3 times a year and each time the youth plans the service i can't help but be amused. pretty witty, they are (i am yoda). they had this skit on violence where only one person was supposed to get shot, but when the main character forgot his lines, he ended up shooting the whole cast to improvise and cut the skit short. they had all the adults, lolas, and lolos laughing their asses off. it's kinda funny though when i looked around at the congregation. the church was filled with all these intimidating, teenage, gansta-looking thugs and hoochies who were singing and clapping their hands to the praise & worship songs. i also couldn't help but notice their heads bowed solemnly while praying. you wouldn't even think these kids had any sense of spirituality if you saw them walking down the street. the unity that these kids have simply amazes me.

who's the dumbass? who's the dumbass??? raise your hand!

(my right hand up in the air stretched to its limit waving in circles around my head)

i jammed my foot into the patio door yesterday and almost fractured my second smallest toe. at first i thought, "oh no! my french manicure (pedicure i mean)." after finding out it was perfectly fine, i ignored it only to find my toe completely purple a half hour later. now it's swollen and almost black. not even ice helped.

yes, i'm a dumbass.

after talking to kristine last night i've realized that i'm not going insane. WHEW! i honestly thought there was something seriously wrong with me, but it turns out kristine is feeling the exact same way. too much thinking can seriously do some damage to one's psyche. actually, all this "keeping to myself" attitude has had a positive effect on me. it's funny how you think you know yourself and then all of a sudden something new happens in your life and you're forced to re-evaluate yourself. and i just thought my refusal to talk to anyone was because everyone was pissing me off.

i can't believe how much i love my job. actually it's the people i work with that make it fun. with 86 coworkers, you can't go wrong. i've made friends with people of so many different ethnic backgrounds and sexual preferences, it simply amazes me at how colorful this world is. i mean, i thought i surrounded myself with a good mixture of friends, but after working at banana, i've realized there's so much variety to friendship. i've never worked a boring shift. there's ria... she tries to make me fluent in tagalog. there's nathan... he swears i'm gonna marry him. there's kenny... he's my fellow conspirator. there matt... he reminds me of jack on will & grace (but way more lovable). there's jesse... he makes me feel like his special lady. there's dalila... we play like we're gonna throw down someday (i can take her on! hahaha). i could go on and on. i'm gonna regret quitting once i start recording school.

anyone wanna fetch me some donuts?

i think i've tried everything to get some sound back in my ear. i've already taken actifed and tylenol to drug up my body. that just knocked me out. i've tried plugging my nose and blowing. that made it worse. i've tried lying on my right side to unplug my left ear. now both ears are plugged.

why do guys like to poke my belly? i'm not the freakin pillsbury dough girl... although the image of my gut will prove me wrong. i've had 3 of my classmates poke my belly today. i don't get it. do they expect me to giggle out "hm-hmmm!"???

if you're happy and you know it clap your hands...

(crickets)

anyone wanna go hiking with me? where? i dunno. that's why i need someone to take me there.

i'm getting sick. hector says it's the damn anthrax. great. i'm doomed. i know this whole anthrax issue is a serious thing, but it's even gotten my mom joking about it. she had a rash on her hand the other day and she came up to me screaming "LOOK! ANTHRAX!". sick humor we have, no?

apparently someone misinterpreted my definition of a chocolate baby. wanna know what it is? just click on the chocolate baby in the 7:09 pm entry on monday the 5th.

as much as i didn't want this blogback feature on my weblog (by popular demand - aka mel the mouse loving munchkin), ya'll better hit me up. ---> for all you lazy asses who say emailing me takes too much time. now how do i get the damn font size smaller? this is pissing me off. grrrr....

actions speak louder than words.

anyway... i think i'm allergic to secret deodorant. i had to use it since i ran out of my usual one, and now i have armpit rash. it's... just... so... damn.... itchy! help.

i finally got to see the debut on saturday with jen. it's kinda weird seeing all these people i went to college with up on the movie screen. it was like kaba on film. hahaha... anyway, it wasn't bad for what it was considering i had low expectations.

damn my armpits!

anyway, by popular request, i think i'll go watch serendipity. i feel the need to get sappy and cry. too bad kristine's depressing ass is in MI. she should be here wallowing in self-pity with me.

for those of you who keep asking me (like i'd really know anyway):

CRUNK:/krunk/ adj. 1. excited, uninhibited, or rowdy. Syn.: hyped, pumped, started. 2. impressive or in vogue - can describe a person, place, or thing.
(VIBE magazine, Dec issue)

come back again for tomorrow's slanguistics word of the day.

i love how my cousins know how to cheer me up when i'm in a pissy mood. i was being a hermit in my room earlier when all of a sudden i hear "muak, muak, muah..." at my door and i see my cousin arby walking in ever so slowly with oil splashed all over his white ribbed shirt and black dress pants (my brother was showing him how to change his oil and the dumbass spilled on himself). why my cousin was in nice dress clothes as he changed oil is a mystery to me, but he looked freakin stupid with that crap all over his shirt. i was laughing so hard my abs started to hurt.

quote of the day: "I made a whole cup of coffee, and I'm not even in the same room as it." make any sense? didn't think so.

and here's a little tidbit from a conversation between my dad and brother:
papa: i have to go back to the store and get a shorter pipe for the water heater.
boyet: what's wrong with the one you have now?
papa: it's too long. it looks ugly.
boyet: since when did you care if something looked ugly or not?
papa: i've always cared. how do u think i got all the chicks before your mom?
boyet: WAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

these boys are my favorites! meet my nephews matthew and marcus (marcus is my godson. hence, automatically cool). this was when we went to california adventure this past summer. yeah, it takes me that long to develop film.

TOP 10 REASONS WHY MY DAY SUCKED ASS:
10. the nail polish on my toes are chipping.
9. found a splinter on my left hand that still hasn't come out yet.
8. got stuck in traffic driving my mom to my aunt's house and then waiting an hour only to find out that i could have left b/c my dad's gonna pick her up.
7. screaming obscenities in the car b/c i was so frustrated. i wanted to go jogging at the park before the sun came down, but the stars were already out when i got there.
6. bumped my head on the shelf of my study desk b/c i'm an idiot.
5. just realized that some friends can't infer how i'm feeling until i spell the f*cking thing out for them.
4. water heater's still broken so i had to shower with semi-cold water. twice.
3. found out we can't wear jeans to work anymore starting sunday.
2. almost tripped on myself (twice) at my lolo's nursing home (in front of the new, cute social worker).
1. I GOT MY RAG.

ATTENTION!!!
k, compose yourself guys. i found out today that banana republic will be having their "family AND friends discount day". what does that mean to you? well, i can take 10 (and only 10) family and friends and give them my 30% discount on EVERYTHING! except sale.. that would only be 15% off. it'll be sometime the end of november. so let me know if you wanna take advantage of it!

questions i was frequently asked today:

1) is that your real eye color?
yes, foolios. somehow my eyes faded from dark brown to light brown. don't ask me how that happened.

2) have you always had that lisp?
NO! i accidentally bit the side of my tongue two days ago and now it seems that every word that comes out of my mouth sounds like i'm ready to spit.

anyway, i finally visited my new niece melanie. she's the cutest! she looks like a mixture of her 2 older brothers, one of them who happens to be my godson... hence, cute. man, seeing her made me want to have a baby of my own. not any time soon though! shattap, kristine, you're the first to babysit.

i also found out that my coworker ricardo was the kid in desperado. you know, the one antonio banderas teaches to play the guitar (toca la guitarra... sorry, spanish phrase that stuck in my head since high school). anyway, that's just freakin cool.