Shots of Vinegar

I've just found out today that I'm not sensitive enough. I thought that being an engineer was a license to be somewhat insensitive, but I suppose not. The vagina debits completely override any engineer credits as far as sensitivity balances are concerned. All that being said, I think those who know me well would say that my fault is perhaps being a bit too sensitive.

More about me....

1) I am a bad bad blogger. I'm wondering if anyone is still reading me cause I give up blogs after more than two weeks. Or just under. Still the same.

2) I've lost 9.5 lbs, 3 inches on my waist, 1.5 inches on my bust, 0.5 inches on my hips, and about 1.2 other inches in other places. I've been working with a personal trainer from 24 Hour Fitness. Her name is Kim, and she is fun. And she's a good trainer. If I were a real blogger, I would put up a neat status chart and little progress meter, but I've proved over the last two weeks that I am a bad blogger, so don't expect much (especially when my works in progress table has works that I am no longer working on).

3) I'm listening to these new bands: The Gossip, The Arctic Monkeys, and Cat Power. The Gossip is a punk/soul band. The Arctic Monkeys are part of this alt-punk, post-post-British-Invasion Invasion (how's that for wannabe musical-know-it-all speak... I love amusing myself). They are a lot like The Subways, but better and a bit more mature. Cat Power is amazing and if you've never heard her, you should listen now. Immediately. (If you really think my music info is dumb, then I'm sorry, but I'm so stoked with all the new music I'm finding lately)

4) I'm about halfway done with the first blossom of the lotus blossom shawl. It's beautiful. My Colinette Wigwam should arrive tomorrow, and I will post about it as soon as I get a chance (this week being hectic with multiple trips downtown during rush hour).

Why I love My Best Friend:

I'm K; she's A.

K: "Are you cheating on me?"
A: "No. Why?"
K: "Why didn't you tell me about Lollapalooza?"
A: "Well..."
K: "Are you going with someone else?"
A: "No."
K: "Do you know who's playing?"
A: "I heard about the lineup, but I wasn't sure..."
K: "Red Hot Chili Peppers, Death Cab for Cutie, The Flaming Lips, Ween... You know I LOVE the Flaming Lips and Ween... Sonic Youth..."
A: "We are going to see Sonic Youth at Bonnaroo!"
K: "[outraged] SO!? [pause] The Shins... you love the Shins... Broken Social Scene, The Subways, The Go! Team, and Ryan Adams, don't you love Ryan Adams?"
A: "No"
K: "I know, I'm just kidding. Are you at the website?"
A: "No"
K: "Go to the website, immediately."
A: "OK!" [pause]
A: [Distractedly] "Ok, I'm buying tickets."
K: "Now? I was merely suggesting we think about it, I don't want to force you."
A: "No, I want to go."
[More discussion about our awesome taste in music... we love talking about that]
A: "Ok, I bought the tickets."
K: "Ohmygod, I love you! You are so fun."
A: "It's a dollar a band, you can't beat that!"
K: "No you can't.... Well, now that I'm coming in August for Lollapalooza, do you still want me to come in May?"
A: "Ummm, yeah."
K: "You are so fun. I love being your friend."

Shots of Vinegar:

I told my co-worker that I was losing weight. All my clothes are falling off and these new items are materializing in my wardrobe (and everyone is familiar with the frequency of my shopping trips... read: almost never... so they must be either needed or old... old is what they are), so I'm sure he noticed, but the penis and being an engineer give him lots of sensitivity credits. He asked how, I said, "You know, eating right and exercising." And he said, "You don't have to take shots of vinegar?" Disgustedly, "SHOTS of vinegar? Ick. No, I would never take shots of vinegar." He says, "Oh, my wife was on a diet where she had to do that." I would rather have heart disease at the age of 30 than take shots of vinegar. And that's all I have to say about that.