I'm bad at blogging.

And I realize that the only time I find myself blogging is when I'm procrastinating writing a report. It's alright.

36 more hours until Vegas! Or as my dad would say "Bey-gas! Bey-gas! Bey-gas!" Things I would like to accomplish this trip - finding at least one vegan-friendly place in the city (it's gotta happen or else I'll have an old-man-cranky-pants boyfriend), lay out in the pool and order a girly drink, buy one high-end product (new sunglasses?), wear my cute new dress, and hopefully win a hundred dollars. That's all I want. I'm probably only going to let myself bet $40 on slots so hopefully I can make a hundred. We'll see.

I did a 3.5 mile track run today and am not loving life right now. First of all, I stupidly ate a piece of chantilly cake at 4pm when I knew my run was at 6:45. But it just looked so good, Whole Foods does an amazing job with their packaging because you cannot resist buying something after walking by their dessert section. Second of all, I THOUGHT it was just supposed to be a nutrition clinic, not running (which would have been helpful seeing as I think eating cake before running isn't a bad idea). I was barely going to even wear running clothes but thank God I did! The nutrition lady wasn't there so we ended up running. Dammit. I felt like I had a log in my stomach and I just wasn't breathing well. My upper traps are so tight that a non-TNT bystander running next to me said "lady, relax your shoulders, pull them down." HOW EMBARRASSING! Maybe I should add getting a massage on my Bey-gas list.

I am awaiting the finale of America's Best Dance Crew. I'm even holding restraint and not checking any websites to see who wins, seeing as we're 3 hours behind here. I love me some boston street performers but I am hoping Jabbawockeez wins.

I really should get to this report. I am hoping my drunken-ness isn't apparent in my grammar.

Can someone please, please buy me some Airdrives??? I really need them.

I did it!

For some reason I was really nervous about running this road race. I had never done one, so that's probably why. We left extremely way too early only to be standing in the freezing bay area cold for about 2 hours. I seriously thought my legs were going to fall off, they were so numb.
The first mile was not too too bad, mostly downhill, then flat. Then we reached the bridge where there were something like 5-6 switchbacks to go up really high. I handled the hill pretty well, walking only about 1 or two lengths of a switchback. It's weird to think that I found my groove going uphill.
It was so beautiful running across the bridge, it's something I've always wanted to do in life. The sun beating down on you, Baker beach and Seacliff to your right, the beautiful, beautiful City to your left...makes me love LOVE living in San Francisco.
Whoever said that "halfway across the bridge is the half point" is an asshole. I think we hit the 2 mile mark 1/3 of the way. Not a happy surprise. Though once you get halfway, it really is downhill from there. Coming off the bridge was a little bit of a tease because you could see the first wave runners...but you had to go BACK to the bridge and make a long loop before you ran down the marina. Running towards the bridge was with a headwind, not fun.
The last 3 miles were really not too bad. Running on the gravel was a nice change. Running along the water is really pretty. I planned on speeding up at the 6 mile mark until I saw that it was a steep grade uphill. No thanks! I walked about 50-60 feet of it, then forced myself to run some more.
It was so awesome to see Greg towards the finish line. I was afraid it would be really crowded and we wouldn't see each other. Seeing him smile and wave with the camera pushed me faster across the finish line. It was great.
Thanks go to TNT for the pre-race chats to calm my nerves. Thanks to the black-haired dread lady who was a great visual spot for about 3 miles of the run. Thanks to that cute old couple that kept me entertained. No thanks to the 13-year-old that passed me, but you rock. No thanks to the elite men that were running BACK to the bridge as I was coming down Crissy Field. You people are crazy.

I suppose this means I should be preparing myself for longer runs. I wonder if future runs will have cute little Asian 5-year-olds offering you water as you go.

I think

I'm allergic to exercise. I just can't shake off this cold.

Is this my future child?

Oh my gosh I can't handle the cuteness. I'm already training my eggs to be just like him.

Hee-larious

I don't know why i'm in a cynical of the bay area mood. but greg sent this to me and I find it kind of funny.

‘San Ramon Barbie ‘

This princess Barbie is sold only at Blackhawk Mall. She comes with an assortment of Kate Spade Handbags, a Lexus SUV, a long-haired foreign dog named Honey and a cookie-cutter house. Available with or without tummy tuck, boob job, and face lift. Workaholic Ken sold only in conjunction with the augmented version.

‘ Walnut Creek Barbie ‘

The modern day homemaker Barbie is available with Ford Wind star Minivan and matching gym outfit. She gets lost easily and has no full-time occupation. Traffic jamming cell phone sold separately.

‘ East San Jose Barbie’

This recently paroled Barbie comes with a 9mm handgun, a Ray Lewis knife,a Chevy with dark tinted windows. This model is only available after dark and must be paid for in cash (preferably small, untraceable bills) …unless you are a cop, then we don’t know what you are talking about.

‘ Los Gatos Barbie ‘

This yuppie Barbie comes with your choice of BMW or Hummer H2. Included are her own Starbucks cup, credit card and country club membership. Also available for this set are Shallow Ken and Private School Skipper. You won’t be able to afford any of them.
‘Gilroy Barbie’

This pale model comes dressed in her own Wrangler jeans two sizes too small, a NASCAR t-shirt and tweety bird tattoo on her shoulder. She has a six-pack of Bud light and a Hank Williams Jr. CD set. She can spit over 5 feet and kick mullet-haired Ken’s butt when she’s drunk. Purchase her pickup truck separately and get a confederate flag bumper sticker absolutely free.

‘ Milpitas Barbie’

This to bacco-chewing, brassy-haired Barbie has a pair of her own high-heeled sandals with one broken heel from the time she chased beer-gutted Ken out of Brentwood Barbie’s house. Her ensemble includes low-rise acid-washed jeans, fake fingernails, and a see-through halter-top. Also available with a mobile home.
‘ Berkeley Barbie’

This doll is made of actual tofu. She has long straight brown hair, arch-less feet, hairy armpits, no makeup and Birkenstocks with white socks. She prefers that you call her Willow . She does not want or need a Ken doll, but if you purchase two Berkeley Barbies and the optional Subaru wagon, you get a rainbow flag bumper sticker for free.
‘ East Palo Alto Barbie’

This Barbie now comes with a stroller and two infant dolls. Optional accessories include a GED and bus pass. Gangsta Ken and his 1979 Caddy were available, but are now very difficult to find since the addition of the infant.

‘ Castro Street Barbie/Ken’

This versatile doll can be easily converted from Barbie to Ken by simply adding or subtracting the multiple snap-on parts.

‘ Richmond Barbie’

This Barbie is no longer available… she was shot before she made it to the list.

JUST ADDED:

‘ Tenderloin Barbie ‘

Ice Skating in San Francisco

entails:
- newly imported Vietnamese families learning how to skate by holding hands five abreast
- high school emo couples with matching "all-over" hoodies
- little asian boys with hockey helmets zipping around
- douchebag adult hockey players who find no fault with practicing drills during freaking PUBLIC SKATING
- an elder gay male practicing loops in the center of the rink
- me, clinging onto Greg's arm for dear life
- a birthday party of seven-year-olds wearing true religion jeans that cost about the same as my car insurance payment.

Should I be alarmed

that I find myself agreeing to most of the things that http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.wordpress.com/
claims?

politik

I don't usually like to talk politics unless it's with my very close friends because it's so personal to people. At times I'm really inspired at how emotional and passionate people get about it, sometimes it bugs the shit out of me. Everyone has their own opinion and tries to keep talking the wax out of your ear until you agree with them. This seems to me what politics is all about and that is totally why I majored in applied sciences. Pretty much there is a cause/effect, black/white, multiple choice K-format answer. I don't like grey.

But I'll go against what I just said and speak my mind for a moment. I think that no matter what we're better off without GWB, but if Hillary gets the nomination I'll be so disappointed with politics in general. I think she's a good lady, I'm sure she'd make a great candidate. Something about her gives me the impression she feels entitled for this role, much like the way GW felt when he first ran for prez. I feel like she thinks this is the role for her and its the right thing to do. Hmm. The fact that a woman is potentially running for president should be so inspiring to me, but I don't feel that way at all with her. I wouldn't find it monumental or revolutionary if she became president. So many people who have had absolutely no interest in voting or politics have come out of the woodworks to vote for Obama. And it's so neck and neck that it's going to be disheartening if he loses.

Oh well. This is why I can't get so into this shit. I personally was hoping for Edwards.

Are you serious?!

Title of an email I received from Billion Dollar Babes, a sample sale company that thinks its pretty elite because they have old DVF dresses selling for $300 that are still ugly:

" Get the Ultimate Handbag Accessory with Fiji Water"

How freakin' lame.

The San Francisco noon siren still scares the crap out of me even though I know it comes every Tuesday.

Kettle Bakes are no where near the same caliber as regular Kettle Chips. I'm really disappointed.

Dinner tonight

So far is consisting of an ice cream sandwich and beer.

Weekend in a nutshell

My legs hurt.

I upped my marathon fundraising goal by about $600.

I visited a suburban mall for non-holiday shopping for the first time in a long time. Why are stores like Lids and the Disney store still in existence? And why does the quality of product in places like Nordstrom and Macy's considerably blow?

Greg is sick.

I can't stand 7x7 magazine. Perhaps I'd like it if I was in one of the pictures someday.

I got no report writing or anything work-related done. I don't think that sentence is grammatically correct.

The weekend flew by too fast :(