Geez, I love these tests that pseudo-probe into your psyche and spit out answers!
Check out the Best Online Psychology Tests from the NY Times: http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/08/20/best-online-psychology-tests/?em
You know me- always one to analyze, hyper-analyze, and then re-analyze and then do it all over again. It's a great mental treadmill; try it sometime.
My mind just may be more fit than my bod *smirk*,
P
P.S. No, not cocky...not even convinced...maybe just REAL? haha- just messin' wit' cha'!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
new hopeful: pet Aussie
So I took Cookie for a walk yesterday and ran into a neighbor that has a Mini Australian Shepherd that is the cutest lil' booger. We strolled over to the park and let our dogs off-leash and I absolutely fell in love with the dynamics between Cookie and the Aussie. Cookie loves to be chased and Australian Shepherds love to do the chasing and herding, so it deems for a blissful union. It was so adorable to see their interaction and I guessed that maybe Riley (the Aussie) thought Cookie was a baby lamb/sheep of some sort due to her curly ringlets and lamb-like body.
Since Australian Shepherds are notorious for their herding instinct, this seems to be the most perfect breed for Cookie- she is in dire need of a playmate of some sort because playing fetch with her becomes a tiresome effort into the wee hours of the night. I need a dog that will wear Cookie's ass out so I can catch some zzz's!
Therefore, I am planning on rescuing a Mini Aussie, but I know we are slightly over-capacity in my household and one more pet (in and amongst my other "pets") would just be utter chaos!
P
Since Australian Shepherds are notorious for their herding instinct, this seems to be the most perfect breed for Cookie- she is in dire need of a playmate of some sort because playing fetch with her becomes a tiresome effort into the wee hours of the night. I need a dog that will wear Cookie's ass out so I can catch some zzz's!
Therefore, I am planning on rescuing a Mini Aussie, but I know we are slightly over-capacity in my household and one more pet (in and amongst my other "pets") would just be utter chaos!
P
Thursday, August 21, 2008
anti-climactic
Even though Misty and Kerri won another gold-and no other American team has done this-the whole sweep was anti-climactic for me. Maybe I was just moody yesterday and didn't really want to deal with the world. At any rate, they accomplished an impressive feat and I'm still very proud of them! And to add to that- they kicked some azn ass in the rain!
Crossing that international date line is really messing up my entire Olympics experience because everytime I read the news or the Times, all of the winners are already posted! I am so disappointed that Allyson Felix didn't win the 200m...and I can't believe Usain Bolt beat Michael Johnson's world record! I guess since I watched the Olympics when Michael Johnson sported his gold shoes and witnessed his basking in his glory, I didn't want his realm to come to an untimely end with the dominance of a Jamaican 21-year old. Not to mention, Michael Johnson is way more handsome than Bolt.
Crossing that international date line is really messing up my entire Olympics experience because everytime I read the news or the Times, all of the winners are already posted! I am so disappointed that Allyson Felix didn't win the 200m...and I can't believe Usain Bolt beat Michael Johnson's world record! I guess since I watched the Olympics when Michael Johnson sported his gold shoes and witnessed his basking in his glory, I didn't want his realm to come to an untimely end with the dominance of a Jamaican 21-year old. Not to mention, Michael Johnson is way more handsome than Bolt.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
inside joke
Oh do you know the muffin man,
The muffin man, the muffin man?
Oh do you know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane?
Yes I know the muffin man,
The muffin man, the muffin man.
Yes I know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane.
Brown muffins are the BEST!
P
The muffin man, the muffin man?
Oh do you know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane?
Yes I know the muffin man,
The muffin man, the muffin man.
Yes I know the muffin man,
That lives in Drury Lane.
Brown muffins are the BEST!
P
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
'are you that somebody' nostalgia
I'm at work listening to Pandora Radio and just had an instantaneous flashback as soon as Aaliyah's, "Are You That Somebody" song came on. This song is so old! I remember hearing this song for the first time the summer before my senior year of high school-the distinctive baby giggle interwoven into the unique Timberland technotronic beat and voice undertones.
This was the summer I watched Aaliyah's music video of this song multiple times a day (I was a hard-core MTV TRL junkie). I remember envying my sister for having the Nike Humeras, which were the very ones that Aaliyah wore in the video completely clad with her baggy gray cargo pants and half-spandex shirt bearing her tight abs. Might I add that she had very nice green eye make-up as well...man, my memory is uncanny and remarkable!
I remember wanting to sport my sister's brand new Humeras before she even had the chance to wear 'em. I was a horrible, greedy older sister! My sister was so gracious enough to let me wear all of her new clothes before she even had the opportunity to tear off the tags. In retrospect, I wonder what the hell I bribed Poose with to get her ass to let me wear her ish before she even did (Poose, if you're reading this, fill me in on what I blackmailed you to do...HAHA!). Oh well, since my feet were bigger, I broke dem bad boys in so by the time she wore those kicks, they were nice and broken-in. I digress...
At any rate, this song was a precursor to one of my most memorable years. Kinda ironic how the title of the song would prove to foreshadow my relationship status throughout the subsequent years. Never really found that somebody...
...Until now.
You know who you are.
P
***Edit: OMG, did I just type those last few lines?! Soooo mushy and corny as shiet! Oh well, I'm feeling extra-sensitive since it's about that time. *wink****
This was the summer I watched Aaliyah's music video of this song multiple times a day (I was a hard-core MTV TRL junkie). I remember envying my sister for having the Nike Humeras, which were the very ones that Aaliyah wore in the video completely clad with her baggy gray cargo pants and half-spandex shirt bearing her tight abs. Might I add that she had very nice green eye make-up as well...man, my memory is uncanny and remarkable!
I remember wanting to sport my sister's brand new Humeras before she even had the chance to wear 'em. I was a horrible, greedy older sister! My sister was so gracious enough to let me wear all of her new clothes before she even had the opportunity to tear off the tags. In retrospect, I wonder what the hell I bribed Poose with to get her ass to let me wear her ish before she even did (Poose, if you're reading this, fill me in on what I blackmailed you to do...HAHA!). Oh well, since my feet were bigger, I broke dem bad boys in so by the time she wore those kicks, they were nice and broken-in. I digress...
At any rate, this song was a precursor to one of my most memorable years. Kinda ironic how the title of the song would prove to foreshadow my relationship status throughout the subsequent years. Never really found that somebody...
...Until now.
You know who you are.
P
***Edit: OMG, did I just type those last few lines?! Soooo mushy and corny as shiet! Oh well, I'm feeling extra-sensitive since it's about that time. *wink****
Monday, August 18, 2008
self-help fodder
So many noteworthy things happened over the weekend and I've been trying to mentally segment them in my mind so I can regurgitate them on my blog in a semi-organized fashion. I read the NY Times this morning and had an "Aha!" moment (I love when that happens when I read the paper). The article that I read that turned on my mental lightbulb is called: "Winners Never Quit? Well, Yes They Do". Here' the link: http://www.nytimes.com/2008/08/16/business/16shortcuts.html?pagewanted=1&em. I promise you this is a fabulous article and worth clicking on!
A couple of quotes from the article particularly resonated with me- rightly so since I am the midst of cutting some things out of my life that are unnecessary and devoting my time to more worthy causes.
Professor Miller and his colleagues have followed college students, older people and the parents of children with cancer and found that, in many cases, moving from a difficult goal to another, more attainable, one can create a greater sense of well-being, both mentally and physically.
In the September issue of the journal Psychological Science, Professor Miller, along with Carsten Wrosch, associate professor of psychology at Concordia University, reported that they had followed 90 teenagers for one year. The study found those who could not renounce hard-to-attain goals showed increased levels of the inflammatory molecule C-reactive protein, which is linked to such health problems as heart disease, diabetes and early aging in adults.
Kathleen D. Vohs, a professor of marketing at the University of Minnesota’s Carlson School of Management, has also studied the issue, largely in relation to people who regularly overspend and to chronic dieters. She said that people need internal resources to attain their goals, and “if you are a pursuing a goal that is constantly frustrating, you will be less successful in goal attainment in other areas of life.
The truth is, it sometimes shows more courage to leave than to stay.
I play for a band right now that eats up my time during the week, weekends, and holidays, but it's probably one of the most enjoyable and cathartic experiences I partake in. Unfortunately, I'm on one of the biggest fitness kicks ever (which probably supersedes my 18-year old glory days *smirks* j/k) and I don't really want to nix my kickboxing classes for good ol' band camp.
Furthermore, there are other aspects of my life that I want to improve upon, which undoubtedly means that I am forced to take the bulls by the horns, look fear in the eyes, and face the fears of quitting. In this sense, "quitting" would mean spending and/or shopping. I had a very recent shopping fiasco yesterday while I was at work (yes, work on a Sunday) where I went to the Walnut Creek Nordstrom's on my break (incubation time point). Mind you, I had only about 40 minutes to spare before I had to be back to the lab and I spent more than half of that time trying to find parking in downtown Dub C. Luckily, I found parking and managed to coast (more like sprint) to the junior's section of Nordstrom and try on FOUR pairs of jeans! FOUR!!! What's even more pathetic is the fact that I tried each pair of jeans TWICE! Okay, I'm a bit neurotic, I know. Thank goodness I didn't lose my entire sense of discretion and I only walked out of that store with two pairs of jeans. I'm such a moron too because I didn't really allot myself too much time to find where the hell I parked my car either- how about I was running around W.C. amongst the swarms of boughie (pronunciation: boo-jee) shoppers trying to put a finger on where my car was!
Long story short- found my car, expanded my jeans wardrobe by 2, and I still haven't thought about quitting the shopping addiction.
It doesn't help I'm three books into the Shopaholic series.
P
A couple of quotes from the article particularly resonated with me- rightly so since I am the midst of cutting some things out of my life that are unnecessary and devoting my time to more worthy causes.
Professor Miller and his colleagues have followed college students, older people and the parents of children with cancer and found that, in many cases, moving from a difficult goal to another, more attainable, one can create a greater sense of well-being, both mentally and physically.
In the September issue of the journal Psychological Science, Professor Miller, along with Carsten Wrosch, associate professor of psychology at Concordia University, reported that they had followed 90 teenagers for one year. The study found those who could not renounce hard-to-attain goals showed increased levels of the inflammatory molecule C-reactive protein, which is linked to such health problems as heart disease, diabetes and early aging in adults.
Kathleen D. Vohs, a professor of marketing at the University of Minnesota’s Carlson School of Management, has also studied the issue, largely in relation to people who regularly overspend and to chronic dieters. She said that people need internal resources to attain their goals, and “if you are a pursuing a goal that is constantly frustrating, you will be less successful in goal attainment in other areas of life.
The truth is, it sometimes shows more courage to leave than to stay.
I play for a band right now that eats up my time during the week, weekends, and holidays, but it's probably one of the most enjoyable and cathartic experiences I partake in. Unfortunately, I'm on one of the biggest fitness kicks ever (which probably supersedes my 18-year old glory days *smirks* j/k) and I don't really want to nix my kickboxing classes for good ol' band camp.
Furthermore, there are other aspects of my life that I want to improve upon, which undoubtedly means that I am forced to take the bulls by the horns, look fear in the eyes, and face the fears of quitting. In this sense, "quitting" would mean spending and/or shopping. I had a very recent shopping fiasco yesterday while I was at work (yes, work on a Sunday) where I went to the Walnut Creek Nordstrom's on my break (incubation time point). Mind you, I had only about 40 minutes to spare before I had to be back to the lab and I spent more than half of that time trying to find parking in downtown Dub C. Luckily, I found parking and managed to coast (more like sprint) to the junior's section of Nordstrom and try on FOUR pairs of jeans! FOUR!!! What's even more pathetic is the fact that I tried each pair of jeans TWICE! Okay, I'm a bit neurotic, I know. Thank goodness I didn't lose my entire sense of discretion and I only walked out of that store with two pairs of jeans. I'm such a moron too because I didn't really allot myself too much time to find where the hell I parked my car either- how about I was running around W.C. amongst the swarms of boughie (pronunciation: boo-jee) shoppers trying to put a finger on where my car was!
Long story short- found my car, expanded my jeans wardrobe by 2, and I still haven't thought about quitting the shopping addiction.
It doesn't help I'm three books into the Shopaholic series.
P
Friday, August 15, 2008
one bad-ass Filipina
Well, I could easily say that I'm referring to myself but that would be a bit too narcissistic. *chuckles* Ladies and gents, I'm talking about my girl, Natalie Coughlin...homegirl is holdin' it down with her stellar performances in Beijing. I am so proud to be a Filipina right now!
There is talk that Natalie looks like a pinay with her goggles on...
Eh, sorta kinda...
At any rate, it's been a grip since I've written in my blog. I've had too many preponderances and distractions to keep me from ranting, but I'll do better next week. I got my latest issues of Bon Appetit in the mail today, so I found some substantial material to blog about- food diaries are the best!
Enjoy the Olympics-
P
There is talk that Natalie looks like a pinay with her goggles on...
Eh, sorta kinda...
At any rate, it's been a grip since I've written in my blog. I've had too many preponderances and distractions to keep me from ranting, but I'll do better next week. I got my latest issues of Bon Appetit in the mail today, so I found some substantial material to blog about- food diaries are the best!
Enjoy the Olympics-
P
Monday, August 11, 2008
what dreams are made of
What the hell?! I freakin' missed this shiet last night! I watched the re-cap this morning though. Very thrilling! Go U.S.A.! And it isn't all about Michael Phelps either!
On another note- Jimmy (my brother) dragged me to 24-hour fitness to join yet another athletic club since he needs a motivating work-out bud (I already have membership to one)...this is for a good cause, but I am hoping I don't get burned out. We've been doing cardio the entire weekend, so tonight, we'll be parlayin' in the hip-hop dance class. Aww suki suki now.
P
On another note- Jimmy (my brother) dragged me to 24-hour fitness to join yet another athletic club since he needs a motivating work-out bud (I already have membership to one)...this is for a good cause, but I am hoping I don't get burned out. We've been doing cardio the entire weekend, so tonight, we'll be parlayin' in the hip-hop dance class. Aww suki suki now.
P
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Mary-Kate Olsen is a tease!
http://link.brightcove.com/services/link/bcpid435563647/bctid1704030941
I peeped this video of Mary-Kate at the British Elle mag shoot in a feeble attempt to really uncover this mystery of a girl. The girl is fkn out there and bizarre as shiet...makes you wanna get to know the "real" her and what the hell she knows about Heath Ledger's drug fiasco.
I peeped this video of Mary-Kate at the British Elle mag shoot in a feeble attempt to really uncover this mystery of a girl. The girl is fkn out there and bizarre as shiet...makes you wanna get to know the "real" her and what the hell she knows about Heath Ledger's drug fiasco.
natural aphrodisiac
Upon reading the news this morning, I discovered that eating watermelon has Viagra-like effects! Whaaaaaaaa?! Oh well, listen up guys. Read more on this marvel here: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25511199/wid/11915773/.
And where the hell do you get these square-shaped watermelons? They're cute and I also like the mini ones at the grocery store. One of these days I'll go and pick one of the baby watermelons and some of those baby bananas. =D
Fellas buy dem watermelons and call yo' girl up!
P
And where the hell do you get these square-shaped watermelons? They're cute and I also like the mini ones at the grocery store. One of these days I'll go and pick one of the baby watermelons and some of those baby bananas. =D
Fellas buy dem watermelons and call yo' girl up!
P
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
close-call
I'm so happy! I went to Kaiser's today to get my sketchy mole checked out and it's not cancerous!
I feel sorry for Cristina Applegate though since she was newly diagnosed with breast cancer. I'll prolly wind up getting brain cancer or some crazy shiet since I KNOW I rack up minutes on my cell!
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I feel sorry for Cristina Applegate though since she was newly diagnosed with breast cancer. I'll prolly wind up getting brain cancer or some crazy shiet since I KNOW I rack up minutes on my cell!
P
Monday, August 4, 2008
swagger
I'm watching the "Teen Choice Awards" (so what, I am a teeny-bopper at heart) and I couldn't stop drooling when Channing Tatum accepted his surfboard award! That man got swagger like whoa!!! OMG, this is more than a crush. *sigh*
Is he still dating Jenna Dewan anyone? Lucky b*tch.
Love the preppy look on this man as well.
Is he still dating Jenna Dewan anyone? Lucky b*tch.
Love the preppy look on this man as well. And did y'all see Chris Brown tear up the stage? I'd pop his zits any day! (in reference to the photo-op the paparazzi managed to score in Ocean City, MD where Rihanna was poppin' his whiteheads...they really are normal!).
My life is more exciting than some daym celebrity.
P
Sunday, August 3, 2008
insomnia
I can't sleep.
My pooch has been getting me up the entire night.
1:52 am She barks at me. I don't want to go outside and take her out (since Lord knows I've been stopped by a cop at that hour before- and not even for violating the law; the cop stopped me to make fun of me for spoiling my dog), so I just settle to opening my room door so she can have free, full roam to the rest of the house. Big mistake.
2:30 am Cookie comes back into the room and barks and then leaves. Good, I can get some rest up in dis' piece.
3:48 am I wake up to a sound in the living room. Oh gosh. She's gotten into the trash! NO! I get up and look down the hallway. I see a familiar object- something white in her mouth. Shit, toilet paper again? I run down the hallway in an effort to wrench the t.p. from her mouth, but I'm way too fkn tired. I admit defeat and let her run through the entire house t.p.'ing it to her heart's glee. I'm thinking to myself, okay, she'll wear herself out and I can finally get some good, quality zzz's. I go back to my room and close the door.
4: 50 am A scratch at the door. Shit. It's Cookie knocking. Fine, I let her in. She barks at me, but not the I-want-your-attention-pet-me-bark. It's the I-gotta-take-a-fat-shit-bark. Oh gosh. I get my dumbass up and take her out. She does her thang.
SO WHY THE FCK AM I UP RIGHT NOW BLOGGING ABOUT IT?! Meanwhile, the pooch is knocked the eff out on my bed all comfy and cozy while I'm wide-eyed over here.
Oh yeah, because I'm a fkn loser and my dog has me whipped.
P
My pooch has been getting me up the entire night.
1:52 am She barks at me. I don't want to go outside and take her out (since Lord knows I've been stopped by a cop at that hour before- and not even for violating the law; the cop stopped me to make fun of me for spoiling my dog), so I just settle to opening my room door so she can have free, full roam to the rest of the house. Big mistake.
2:30 am Cookie comes back into the room and barks and then leaves. Good, I can get some rest up in dis' piece.
3:48 am I wake up to a sound in the living room. Oh gosh. She's gotten into the trash! NO! I get up and look down the hallway. I see a familiar object- something white in her mouth. Shit, toilet paper again? I run down the hallway in an effort to wrench the t.p. from her mouth, but I'm way too fkn tired. I admit defeat and let her run through the entire house t.p.'ing it to her heart's glee. I'm thinking to myself, okay, she'll wear herself out and I can finally get some good, quality zzz's. I go back to my room and close the door.
4: 50 am A scratch at the door. Shit. It's Cookie knocking. Fine, I let her in. She barks at me, but not the I-want-your-attention-pet-me-bark. It's the I-gotta-take-a-fat-shit-bark. Oh gosh. I get my dumbass up and take her out. She does her thang.
SO WHY THE FCK AM I UP RIGHT NOW BLOGGING ABOUT IT?! Meanwhile, the pooch is knocked the eff out on my bed all comfy and cozy while I'm wide-eyed over here.
Oh yeah, because I'm a fkn loser and my dog has me whipped.
P
Saturday, August 2, 2008
a craving
I want this! I spotted this lovely, crinkled leather jacket on Abercrombie.com. I can't believe it's going for $498 though! Since when did Abercrombie sell lux leather at that obnoxious price!?
Friday, August 1, 2008
endurance
In light of the start of the Olympics in 7 days, I decided to post some of my favorite, awe-inspiring female athletes. Yah, kinda cheesy, but these women motivate me and teach me physical and mental tenacity. I was at the gym after work today doing my usual Boot Camp interval and my spunky instructor/trainer, Chrissy, is just phenomenal. She motivates you to take her classes and go to the gym. It's truly amazing how much your mind controls your body and if you tell your mind to do something, the body naturally follows. Chrissy kept barking at us during our weight intervals to "endure" and push through our sets. Having the mental and physical capacity to endure through trials (or sets at the gym in this case) is what builds character and gets you through life. Remember, life has its funny, sad, happy, miserable, and trying moments and nobody gets through it alive. So cherish your moments today, get yo' swagger on, love life, be happy, be kind, and the rest will follow.
An emotional post, I know, but I just got back from walking Cookie a bit ago and had a great conversation with my other neighbors while they were walking their dogs too and felt really refreshed to hear their journeys through relationships...you know, the meat...the drama.
Jennie Finch is so fkn hot! Dang girl is like 6'1"! I admire her because she's holding down the fort with her son and husband and STILL is winning gold medals for the U.S. I'm stoked to see her pitch in Beijing! 
Endure,
P
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