Tuesday, March 27, 2007

my review of the movie "300"

Malik and I went to see 300 on Sunday. I thought the movie was very good.

For those of you that don't know, 300 is "a ferocious retelling of the ancient Battle of Thermopylae in which King Leonidas and 300 Spartans fought to the death against Xerxes and his massive Persian army. Facing insurmountable odds, their valor and sacrifice inspire all of Greece to unite."

side note: after we saw the movie, Malik will now spontaneously, boistrously yell (while in our apartment), "THIS IS SPARTA!" It's fun.

When I went to work on Monday, one of the attorneys asked me if I saw 300 over the weekend. I said yes and I really liked it. He asked if the fight scenes were gory.

I said, "Not really. I mean people's heads get chopped off and you see the inside of their severed head and neck but nothing so gory that I had to look away."

I am an idiot.

Friday, March 16, 2007

my advice

My place of employment is hiring and they ask me to be directly involved in the interviewing process. Over the past couple days, 6 candidates have come through. In meeting with them, I have a few thoughts.
1. Don't wear your new spring dress and sandals to an interview. This ain't Easter, honey, its a job interview.
2. If someone gives you a ride to your interview, do not invite your ride to come in to the office with you. And furthermore, when the office manager offers you a beverage, do not yell to your ride to ask if they want a drink. This ain't a bar, honey, its a job interview.
3. Do actively listen when I'm speaking to you. Do not, however, interrupt me mid sentence to say, "yea. uh-huh. ok." Let me finish my thought, then you can pretend like you're listening to me.
4. While I am telling you about the position and showing you around the office, do not interrupt me to ask "who does your eyebrows?"


Friday, March 09, 2007

Coury enjoys my misfortune.

I recently wrote an email to my friend, Coury, about my night out last Friday. She told me that everytime something awful happens to me she gets a good laugh out of it. Maybe you will too. Enjoy...
I met Susan and her friend out on Friday. I went into the club by myself since I was meeting them there. While I was waiting in line, some athlete or some crap celebrity, cuts in front of me with his wife and everyone is all "can we get you anything? please let us know if you need anything. let them know downstairs if you want VIP. nice to see you." blah blah blah. Finally I get in the club, there is like negative 5 people there. There is a couple by the bar heavily making out (its 10:30- drunk before you came, eh?) Soon after Susan and her friend arrive, the drunk couple start dancing (aka stumbling and hanging all over each other) on the dance floor. We get drinks and head out on the dance floor too. We are a good 10 feet away from the drunkards. I had my back to them. The drunk guy backs into me. I turn around like what the hell? He apologizes and I say "Yeah the dance floor is REAL crowded, huh?" He flips me off. NICE. 5 minutes later, had my back to them again. He backs up and grabs my butt. I ignore it. I continue to avoid his antics by moving every time he comes over our way. The final straw was him backing up his girl towards where we were, grabbing my purse and moving it to the back of the speaker so that he can put his girl up on the speaker. (He never quite got her up on the speaker, as I'm pretty sure she weighed about 250). Anyway, I was pissed and the night just sucked because I couldn't get out of the funk.

Monday, March 05, 2007

a beached whale

First, I want to say that I'm sorry that I haven't blogged in awhile. I was in Florida part of last week. I know, I know. Everyone hates me. Everyone including all of the Florida "blue hairs" (senior citizens) that had to witness me squeezing my fat ass in to a bathing suit after gaining 10 lbs.
"Look Betty! I didn't know they had whales in Florida! Look at the one laying by the pool!"
I had a good time with my family despite my aunt's speech impediment (you know who you are) and the fact that this same aunt uses a porn store as a landmark.
"Oh! Yes! Turn left at the smut store!"
Anyway, I'm still recovering from my trip. I've been exhausted for the past week. (I'm tellin' ya, partying with your mom, going to bed at 9:30, really takes it out of ya.) I'm trying to get my energy back and tone up alittle (ok, a lot) so I've been going to the gym on my lunch breaks. Today, I was laying on the mat doing side crunches. I did one side and went to change position to do the other side of my body. I somehow managed to turn myself around ended up being in the position to do crunches on the side that I had already done. What the ...? So, I'm laying there for a sec thinking do I flop back onto my other side again? Do I play it off and just do another set on this side? Then I'll have to do 2 sets when I flip to the other side! DANGIT!
"Look Betty! There is a whale flopping around on that mat in the corner!"