New Years @ MindSay

Been having a pretty shitty new years, because certain people "who I"m not going to name because they are still stalking my every move on the internet" decided to upset me for no good reason. So I wanted something to change....and the only thing I was able to change was my hair. I was due for a haircut, but I didn't want to spend the money nor ask for it. So I figured a self-cut is just fine...

And for the record, I kinda like it! It sorta suits me...



I'm still cracking up about it...DON"T EVER TRUST ME WITH SCISSORS!! lolz...

   Soo... went for a run tonight deciding to get back into shape.  Love those New Years resolutions... stupid effing things.  I was all psyched up, had on my old Navy sweatshirt and shorts, couple of layers of undergarments and socks, me old running shoes and my beanie for these frosty nights.  Dug out my old stop watch too.  And bam, there I was.
   Started out pretty smooth too.  Until I got about four blocks and the cramps in my side set in... with that little burning sensation in my lungs from two years of atrophy combined with nights uber frigid air (I'm sure the rum I had earlier didn't really aid the situation as well).
   I'm telling you, I've seen rusty '87 Honda Civics with multi-colored doors leaving a black, oily wake run more smooth than I did.
   Run for three blocks, walk for one, run for four blocks, walk for two, run for three blocks, walk for two. Ha!  Fifteen minutes later and probably only about 2/3 a mile I walk in all sweaty.  Eesh... I know I need to lose about 15-20 lbs, but man... who'd a thought it could really weigh down on ya.
   I'm not giving up on the rum though!  Ohhhh no!  Take my dignity, take pride, but by god leave me my corked wonders!

So, today's first order of business is:

lol...I am working on the weight loss as a PRIMARY goal.  The Pole Dancing Class that I just completed prior to Christmas, although fun, and HARD, did not kick my butt at all.
SO NOW...I need to kick my own butt into gear as I am down to the wire. I have until February 18th to lose 15lbs. 
My girlfriend Maria, has a few more she would like to lose, and also wanted to help motivate me I believe, and so she sent me to this site called "Weight Loss Wars."
 
Anyone who wants to join can do so, it's free. Also, if you just want to join and be a motivator for me, I would GREATLY appreciate that also.

Here is my profile....

I have already accomplished one of my goals...lol..although it was a relatively small one, it was still an important one to my sanity. The room is once again...completely cleaned up. next order of business...My CAR... As I lived out of the poor thing for about a month prior to Christmas while making crafts and cookies at a friend's house, I pretty much got nothing done at home, and have multiple outfits in my car, as well as shoes, work shirts, empty bottles to be returned all over, and baby and kid toys...lol Time to clean that one up also. That is tomorrow's goal. On Wednesday, I begin a new class. A burlesque dance class. I am hoping like hell that this class kicks my ass into gear also. I will also be obtaining my tapes from delencrie over the next couple of days, so that i can transfer Desi's ballet practice to DVD, and THEN we can do it together. That will undoubtedly hurt in a multitude of ways...lol Off to hit some Hip Hop Abs, then to bed....

   Just another idle Saturday night with too much to drink, too much time on my hands and no creative outlet or solutions for life's little ten ton weights that bear down on my fuzzy, soon to be (hopefully) blitzed head.
   I really hate long vacations.  These holidays seem to take forever to roll around, making me all giddy like a little schoolgirl, but as soon as a couple days pass... I can't wait to either pass out or be called back to work, or maybe even break a leg and spend the rest of the time in a hospital pretending I speak Cantonese or some other obscenely uncommon language.  I bet charades on morphine would be really interesting and fun for all parties involved.
   I can't tell whats worse, Christmas or New Years.  To me, Christmas was completely stressed.  Stretching an already pained and wailing bank account on presents for most people whom I don't know that well and or really could care less about or who are so vague about what they want I might as well wrap a trout in a newspaper and top it off with a bow.
   Then there is New Years.  Trying to find something to do, only to find there is too much to do, only to not do anything at all, only to hear of the mind numbing stories that repeat themselves over and over and over and over and over and over and over... and over.  "Dude, you should've been there!  There was this chick who got so crazy she stuck a glass full of tequila up her hooha!" or "Man, you should've seen it!  I just ordered a drink of tequila when this chick grabbed it and stuck it down her panties!" or "Not much happened. Some jerk put a glass of tequila on my chair and I sat on it, soaking my crotch".  Goodie... goodie... gum drops.
   ... course now I'm craving margaritas.

So yeah, my new years was pretty fun... minus the fact that I heard my friend we'll call Lucy, fucking my friend we'll call Johnny. That is really upsetting because I know that Lucy's boyfriend would totally leave her in a second if he knew.. I'm probably going to tell him. After a while. I really was thinking of blackmailing Lucy because I totally want her.. but I think I'll just wait things out. Who konws.. after all Lucy's boyfriend may be cool with it..  I'm not sure...

Anyway my New Years Resolution is to quit smoking. Wish me luck loves.

I also might be getting a phone soon. It's prepay but it will have unlimited texting. My friend is giving me his old phone so it will be pretty neat!! hehe. So now I can text all of my online friends for free :D. That should be wicked.

There's been other things on my mind late night when I'm out partying that I wish I could just mind meld with the WWW and auto post on here, when and what I wanted of course. I also think I'm going to get a composure notebook and start to journal in real life. Maybe I'll occasionally put some stuff on here.

Oh I'm eating chicken. It is tasty.