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We've called the vet. We're putting our dog down. Our golden retriever/lab Hunter, just barely 15 yrs. old. My mom is a mess. She's not the person you want to put in charge of a crisis. My brother's doing well. It's pretty much "his" dog. They grew up together. He was 3 when we got him. My sister left the house. She'll be a mess like my mom, so I understand why she left. My dad's the calm one. He's had dogs before. Except for him, we've never had a pet before. He's on his way home before the vet gets here. While writing this, my friend called me. I said, "The vet will be here in 40 minutes to put my dog down." That turned the faucet on. Saying it outloud makes it true. I feel okay though. He's been in pain for a long time. He has real bad arthritis in his back legs, and sometimes he'll just collapse. He breathes real heavy. I honestly thought we would have done this a year ago. My brother, the Barry fan, pointed out that the year we got him, the Giants signed Barry Bonds. Now Barry won't be back to play for them... weird coincidence? I don't think so, but I'll humor my lil bro. My family, we've been very fortunate. My siblings and I have never had anyone close to us die before. This is hard. Okay, I have a good story. It's funny... I promise!So since Hunter crossed over from an adult dog, to an old man dog, he got stubborn. When we'd let him out to go to the bathroom he would sit out there until my dad came home. So if I knew I was going out somewhere, I wouldn't let him out, because then I wouldn't be able to get to work, or where ever I was going ontime. So one day, he's wagging his tail. He wants to go out. Nope. I have to go out somewhere soon. You don't get to go out. He's still bugging me by the couch, "come on, let me out!" Nope. You're a stubborn old man dog. I'm not falling for it again. Then I noticed he's by the front door. Then the smell hits me. Yup. He took a huge crap right in front of the couch I was sitting on, and he's at the door looking at me like, "So...You gonna let me out now?"
It's official. I have gallstones. Lame. It's like kidney stones, but they're in your gallbladder. Cause by my poor diet. Damn it body! My appointment to get them removed isn't until the end of October. No greasy foods. I can eat them...but it will cause the most excruciating pain I've ever felt in my life. I miss pizza. I love pizza so much. There are so many different kinds of pizzas. Not topping wise, cause I just like cheese pizza...but different venues that sell pizza. All taste magical in their own ways. Toto's is the best though. It's amazing! Extreme pizza has a pizza made with alfredo sauce.... I'm drooling. In Orlando, there was CiCi's Pizza... if you ever find a CiCi's Pizza...GO! It's a pizza buffet for only $5 a plate!!! It's wonderful. It's always a good time to eat pizza. ALWAYS! I'm always in the mood for pizza, and to have it be taken away from me... well it's like we're starcrossed lovers. We want to be together, but my body says no. All I've eaten in the past few weeks are sandwhiches and tomatoe soup. I am so hungry. And I want pizza. I want ice cream. I want everything I can't have. This sucks.
I would like to start fielding questions. I want to write everyday, but somedays, I don't have anything to say. What do you want to know about me? How do I feel about a certain topic?
Let's get started...
What kind of music do you dislike most?
A: I hate Country music. I can't stand it. There's a few songs that cross over to the pop charts, like Dixie Chicks, or Faith Hill... one or two songs... but other than that, I think it's a waste of radio play and a tv station. People who love Country music are a cult. They try to convert everyone! Once they find out I hate Country music, they always say the same thing, "Well after being around me, you'll learn to love it!" Is that a threat? No. I won't love it. It's annoying. At least when Emo kids whine, they put their lyrics to better sounding music so it doesn't 100% sound like they're complaining about their lame lives. I don't want to boot scoot 'n boogy. I don't care about your achy breaky heart, and no... life is not a highway!
I woke up yesterday at 5am. Left at 5:15, got to work by 5:40. Worked until 2pm. I went over to Megan's, played with Piper for a while. We high-five now. If you ask her where her dad is, and he's not in the room, then she shrugs her shoulders... it's adorable.
I practiced my material for the Semi-Finals, then I was on my way to the show. I hit a car. Minor accident, no one was hurt, very little damage. I was trying to get around a car, and I guess this car was in my blind spot, my side view mirror hit them. They just have a small dent right before their passenger door. My side view mirror snapped off...but was still hanging on... I just used some gorilla tape.
ANY WAY!
So I get to the clubhouse way early, as I usually do. Ate dinner, but my stomach was still all weird from the accident. Then my gallbladder was acting up. So I felt crappy.
SHOWTIME.
Everybody in the lineup was amazing! Everybody was on fire! It was a big audience, they were a great crowd! I think I've only played in front of a crowd like that a few times. It's AMAZING! The energy in that room was electifying!
I'll be at the Finals. I was shocked. 1st place?! I've never won anything before.
Okay so that was yesterday...today is now. I called the insurance company. I'm writing this entry while watching The Office. And I think I'm gonna go to the gym before work today. I can tell I've gained weight. My uniform fits a little tighter than when I first got them a few weeks ago. Plus...the scales at the airport are unfortunately accurate.
I'm gonna go work out now.
The title of my -ography (whether it be bio or auto) will be titled "Seriously?!" It's the only phrase I've found that describes my life the best. Plus, who doesn't like fun puncuations?! I didn't fill out my profile too much, but here are some facts about me...don't worry...some of them will be "Fun Facts!"
*I have 3 siblings. A brother that's 23, a brother that's 18, and my sister will be 16 by the end of the year. YIKES!
*My parents will be married 25 years this March. ... that's a long time. But if they can put up with me for 21 years... they can do anything!
*FF: I love singing showtunes in the shower. When the acoustics are just right... I sound amazing!
*I am a stand up comic. I just hit my 6 months since my first time on stage.
*My best friend is my twin. We're not actually twins, but everyone thinks we're either sisters, or when seen apart, we're the same person... we also think alike... we get each other perfectly. She has a daughter, Piper, who is almost 1 years old... I love her. I'm an awesome Auntie.
*I work for Alaska Airlines.... no I'm not a flight attendant, I just look like one.
*I have a massive DVD collection. My favorites include: All seasons of The Office (US), Reefer Madness a Movie Musical, and The Departed. I have a wide range of tastes.
*FF: I worked in a hardware store for 3 years! Cashier, Paint dept., and Tools/Automotive.
*I love Disney... Movies, Land, World. I love it. (I used to work in Disney World too...)
Hmmm... I don't know what else to talk about. I always feel awkward talking about myself. I feel that as I write in these "blogs" my personality will just show. The way a person talks about their day, what made them happy, mad, or upset, and how they deal with it can tell you more about that person than what their favorite color is, or where they went to school.
That's just my opinion.
Sometimes my moods bounce. Not in a bi-polar way, but I used to get depressed real easily in high school, and I've come a long way since then. But on occasion, something will just get at me, and I'll be emo for a day or two... Usually if I just write something about what's making me feel that way, I feel better...
Example: (I wrote this a while ago, and have yet to publish it...)
In my head again
No one wants to be with me.
In my head again
Alone is where I'll be.
In my head again
Trying to figure it out.
In my head again
I'm not sure if I'll come out.
see.... EMO... but I have to acknowledge how I feel. If I'm not in tune with myself, then how can I grow? I'm pretty upbeat though. Sorry if I brought you down.
I do have my moments. I had a rough patch about a year and a half ago. I had moved back from Florida, and before I left, I had a lot of friends. I would write letters, make phone calls, which were rarely returned. When I moved back, everyone said they wanted to see me, but after one meeting... that was it. I was very alone, and I didn't know why. I didn't do anything except take a great opportunity for 6 months. As the year went on, Megan and I became better friends. We worked at the hardware store together. She got married in June 2006, and Piper was born, and Megan's friend at the time became lame, and she ditched her. Enter Me. Megan and I have pretty much been inseparable every since. We're were all we had, friend-wise. This last March I started the whole comedy thing. After that first month. Wow. I was suppose to be there. Everything I had done was so I'd end up there when I did. I met some of my favorite people there! They're my friends and family. I'm one of the younger comedians, and so some of the girls are like the older sisters I never had, and the boys will walk me to my car at night, or we can just play poker and drink.... and we joke. It's great. I love it. I fit in. I've never really fit in anywhere before. Am I getting too sentimental?
I really should wrap this up... I have things to do today...one of them being work.
Well if you stuck around this long to read everything, I appreciate it! I am very interested to know what people think about what I have to say. It boggles me that people want to listen/read about what I have to say. That's awesome.
'Til Next Time....
