The Hunchback of Long Beach!

No exaggeration... I look like Quasimodo right now!



The other night, I wore my glasses and somehow hit myself in the eye and its been hurting ever since. Yesterday, there was some discharge (whitish/yellow) from my eye (left side), but that stopped for the most part... I would just get some eye booger like discharge every so often. It feels like its bruised or cut internally. I put some eye drops in to try to help with the pain, and it just burned and stung even more! This morning, I woke up looking like Quasimodo. What am I to do now?

We put together Sam's costume for Halloween last night... I'm so excited to do his face/makeup! Its rare that I buy an actual costume because I am just too cheap to spend $50 on something that I'd wear once and don't really like to begin with... so we found the perfect costume for him just by putting different things together! Some things we already had and little odds and ends here and there. Its perfect... you'll see!

I didn't find a costume for myself. Well, I did find something very decent and was cute enough to buy, but I couldn't justify waiting in an hour and a half line just to see if its available and then having to purchase it without trying it on and not being able to return it if it doesn't fit. So I said screw it! I'm being generic and wearing what I already have and just adding some accessories to it. But right now, I want to somehow be a pirate so I can wear an eye patch. Seriously... its THAT bad!

I attempted to make some sushi yesterday and was inventive and didn't have a sushi roller mat. It was not pretty, but it was good (IMHO). I even created something that I believe will be the next best thing and wouldn't be surprised if others got smart and followed my idea and included it in their menus! HAHA! I'll post a separate blog about that later.

Anny and the gang are coming down from Modesto and I've convinced Yacky to come out to The Reef with us. Apparently, everybody and their mommas are gonna be there! I wanted to do something low key, but the promoter convinced me. Why/How I talk to promoters down here too... I do not know. I'm just a people person and will talk to everyone who knows how to give me a response. I'm tired of talking to myself.

Okay... clean up time and probably put together some dishes for the night. Some are coming over. I don't know how many, but I don't care... I'll eat everything I make if I have to.

Happy Halloweezy, everybody! OH... and I'm still upset no one responded to me and tell me what they're gonna be for Halloween. How rude! Hmph!

When Shall I Sleep?

I don't know why I procrastinate the way I do. I am easily distracted and its really killing me... how do I change that?

The guys came over for Poker as usual and I whipped up some firecracker chicken drumsticks and grilled beef and prahok for them. I was really disappointed in the prahok this time around and I think I know why... it was the different brand/type of prahok that I bought. I did it the exact same way I did before but for some reason, this one wasn't as yummy. :( Lesson learned.

I'm trying to organize my life and after all the tools that I've tried to use, it had only improved slightly. I just found another new tool tonight (not new to the world and not new to me either but I just didn't have an interest in trying it before... now I regret not trying it earlier. FML.)... so hopefully this one will get me on track!

Sovina and Jordan's birthday celebration tomorrow... well, today. What to wear? I have no idea. Sam doesn't know what to wear either. After tryin' to help her figure out some things, I think I enjoy planning/organizing events... just not when they are for myself.

I stress too much... not a good thing. Over things I shouldn't even stress about. Even my horoscope told me to calm down. What the heck!

Okay... yawning pretty badly. Goodnight!

Lovin' Laughlin!

My first trip to Laughlin was a success... sorta! The traffic Friday evening when we left wasn't great, but it wasn't the end of the world either. We got there pretty late, but just in time to get a few hours of sleep before playtime!

We went to Lake Mead at 6:30am! Well, that was the plan, but I'm sure we didn't really leave until about 7am! :D Anyway... my first time jet skiing was so much fun! I can't believe I almost didn't get on that thing because I was scared but once I got on, it was an addiction. Apparently, they could hear me scream the whole time (its more exciting that way... like on a roller coaster, you don't get the same thrill if you don't scream). I was trying to sing while Sam was driving and everytime I would, he would go faster or slow down to scare me with a whiplash so that I'd stop singing. What a punk!

I had fun with my deck of cards and trying to punk everyone to drink later that day. I felt sort of bad because a few got pretty messed up and were just laying there helpless. I usually don't do a lot of drinking when I'm hosting a game, but my friends have caught on and have somehow made me drink as much, if not more than them. No one ever is supposed to beat me in my drinking game, but this past weekend, Bo did. How he did it? I will never know but I'm just going to believe that he cheated although I don't see how he could have. HAHA! I got pretty messed up myself and knocked out on the hammock in the sun for awhile. I hate my drinking games!

Oh... and I hate getting bit! Freakin' red ants... I hate you! That sh*t was so painful and for a minute, my thigh and butt felt so numb! Grrrr...! And then after that mofo bit me, I picked it off me and let it go and live. What the heck was I thinking?

Played in the water for a bit and the guys were enjoying themselves making bubbles in the water. Nasty asses!

We got to gamble for a little bit and I'm still upset at somehow losing $10 in the penny slots within a minute or two even after thoroughly reading the instructions. Then, I upgraded to the nickle slots and it was just not my lucky day at all! $19 later, I still couldn't get a drink from the cocktail waitress... she straight up rejected me and I had to go stand around by Sam at the craps table in order to get my lousy white russian! Grrr! Sam broke even... actually won $2 but he tipped the cashier lady with it. HAHA! I am $19 poorer... eff that! Actually wait... I guess I sorta came up because Sam gave me $50 to gamble and I only used $19 so I came up, really! LOL! There was a club there and Lily and I decided to check it out while our boys were hooked on craps. We decided that its just not the same to dance when you're not in heels. Too bad I didn't pack heels with me!

Our drive back was a freakin' mission, dude. Long story short... 5 hour drive turned into a 12 hour drive. Thank goodness for thoughtful and caring friends who would never leave us roasting on the side of the road in 104 degrees weather. Few lessons learned... but I kinda sorta don't wanna think about it anymore.

We got a few minutes in Barstow and we found a cute COACH purse for Sam's Mom for her birthday! I thought I would want something in there and Sam kept on trying to push me to get something (he's more into designer stuff than I am), but I couldn't decide on something I actually really wanted. I told him that with my luck, I'd probably lose it or somehow mess it up with my clumsiness so I'd rather buy 10 cheaper purses that are equivalent to one expensive one instead. He thinks I'm weird... I think I just know myself! :D

Didn't get home until past 1am last night and this morning, we were greeted with a parking ticket. WTF. It hasn't been our day(s).

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Owwie!

I think I pulled something in my leg. For some reason, it freakin' aches and there's nothing I can do about it. I already tried rubbing some tiger/monkey balm stuff on it but it hasn't helped any. WHAT AM I TO DO?

So last night I was talking to Sam. Apparently, he got sort of mad at me for something I had said over the weekend, but I had NO IDEA what I had said. He said that we need to have a serious talk. WTF? Then... he told me that I kept saying that I hate my life. OKay.... FALSE because I would never say something like that and mean it. I love my life! :D So we had this argument going back and forth debating if whether or not I said it. I know myself... I didn't say it. Blah blah... we let it go. Then I said, "Fuck My Life"... because it was something that I had been saying all weekend long because of this website, http://www.fmylife.com/ . Then he's like, "There! Thats exactly what you said!" Uhmmm... okay... its this thing that we had been saying all weekend since Jackie had been hooked on this site and was reading it 24/7! Everytime something stupid or silly happens, we say, "FML" or "Fuck My Life". Sam didn't know that and got all crazy on me because I had said, "Fuck My Life"! I don't remember why I said it, but it was probably because I spilled something on myself. I know Sovina said it after we drew on her face and she fell asleep in the bathtub (LOL... good times!)

BUT duuuuuuuuuude! This whole time I've been beating myself up because of something I had said and don't remember that had caused Sam to be this upset with me. LOL! He ended up laughing because he had no idea what the site was about but just got mad that I kept on saying the phrase. MAN! Who told him to jump into conslusions? FML!

Oh... and another FML moment that my Facebook friends have already seen, I ran over a bunny on Easter! LOL... I drove back just to see if I really did kill it, and I did. I'm horrible! The responses I got cracked me up though (still horrible, I know)... but here they are:

(couldn't fit all of them in one... here's the rest)


Easter Bunny DID exist (not anymore... lol!)