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DAILY UPDATE JULY '08 ARCHIVEShappy belated fourth of july! i celebrated our nation's birthday by eating really unhealthy foods and working. um...pretty much what i do every other day. miraculously, i avoided all fried foods. anyway, since i have absolutely nothing interesting to update about, i'll leave you with random pictures i took with my blackberry.  just 4 u - cheesesteaks made out of horsemeat!  serbants for christ?  SO CUTE. i'm talking about the dog by the way, not the dude's cheesy j.crew shorts.  i love this bag. hint hint.  the fake cop with the gun and "OPSEC" patch at westwood's in n out. i made matt pretend to pose while i snapped the picture, which is why you see his arm in the way. haha. good thing we didn't get shot. 9:06 PM 7/18/2008 on my way to portland. my head hurts and i'm tired and cranky and if i have to spend another hour in these stupid heels (they've been on for 14 hours straight) i just might have to bludgeon myself in the head with my right stiletto to end the pain. i would put on my flip flops but i stupidly packed them in my gigantic suitcase which, of course, had to get checked in. it was 2.5 pounds over the weight limit and the nazi southwest lady wouldn't let me check it in unless i agreed to pay $25 for the overage. which means i now have my ionic blowdryer, hair brush, three t-shirts and running shorts shoved into my laptop bag. but back to my heels - first of all, i'm not going to take off my shoes on the plane because i'm not wearing stockings and there is no way in hell you could pay me to put my feet on the floor of the plane. second of all, even if i was willing to risk the chance of contracting some sort of disgusting fungus or bacterial infection, once the heels come off, there's no way i'm gonna put them back on and it is super trashy to walk through public places with bare feet. HENCE THE WHINING. ok, i feel better now. anyway, where to begin. last weekend i decided to go hiking with lynn and brandon and brandon's gf up in PV and we got horribly lost. good thing it was only a billion degrees out and we picked a trail with no shade. connie: okay, so who brought their cell phones? ....silence..... connie: oooookay. and did anybody tell a friend or family member that we were going hiking? ....silence..... connie: so we're all gonna die here and nobody will know. that's just great. miraculously, we made it back to our car after what seemed like five days (it was actually only two hours). then i realized i got a missed call from a partner for some last minute MGM stuff, so i literally spent the rest of my weekened working. on monday, all hell broke loose for one of my other client (i am now an expert in making last minute multi-million dollar corporate estimated tax payments via EFTPS and FedWire, in case any of you care). i was stressing out big time and then it got even worse (which is what i get for saying things like, "man, it can't get any worse, can it?" out loud to my coworkers). flew out to vegas tuesday night - it was over a hundred degrees and insanely muggy when we arrived. more hell broke loose on me at work the next day while we were sitting at the mirage. and the day after that at bellagio. so i decided to gamble last night just to blow off some steam. in retrospect, i should have known that giving away all of my money (to one of my clients, to add insult to injury) would not be the most conducive way to relieve stress. i played for a little over two hours and got ONE STINKIN' BLACKJACK. did you guys know that if you gamble in the party pit at the excalibur and you hit the suited blackjack of the day, you get a free six pack of beer? and some people wonder why excalibur has a reputation for catering to white trash. nevertheless, i was dead set on winning a six pack, not because i really wanted to drink it but because how awesome would it be to come back to the office and tell everybody you won beer at exalibur? unfortunately i didn't win anything. every bet i doubled down on, i lost. i never even had a chance to split anything. i mean, what are the odds of never getting a pair of eights or aces in two hours? (i guarantee lynn is calculating it in her head RIGHT NOW as she's reading this). also, never let anybody tell you that you should play paigow poker when you're down on cash because "it'll takes forever to lose your money." we debunked that theory in about fifteen minutes flat last night. as a funny side note, when we were playing at luxor, we sat at a blackjack table with a bunch of half-drunk guys who insisted on high-fiving all of us across the table and screeching, "YES!! A SIXTEEN WHEN THE DEALER IS SHOWING A TEN! WOOO HOOOO!" every single time they were dealt a lame hand. it was hilarious, but i guess the casino guys on the floor didn't think so because they sent over a security guard to come over and tell us: "no more high-fiving across the table - that's not allowed here." uh, okay. apparently you can only high-five the guy next to you. or the cocktail waitresses, which is what the guys ended up doing after being reprimanded by the security guard. lastly, i've come to the conclusion that i need a break from vegas. i mean, it's fun for a few days (uh, tell that to my wallet) but there's just too many trashy people everywhere. and don't even get me started on the cigarette smoke. from sleazy men to ultra-skanky girls to horrible parents dragging their two year olds around the casino floor to the old people squandering their life savings away fourteen hours a day in front of slot machines....i've had enough for a while. we went to dinner at bobby flay's mesa grill wednesday night and i didn't even enjoy it that much. maybe it's just because i'm burnt out and not really enjoying anything at all anymore. busy season is sucking the life out of me and during those few hours that i'm not working, i feel guilty because i should be working. not good. lastly, i might delete the last post i wrote about indymac because of um, legal issues... we'll see. the situation is just sad. later, kids. have a great week. 11:47 PM 7/27/2008 back from my trip to oregon and norcal. it was basically the complete antithesis of las vegas: weather was awesome, scenery was gorgeous and people were un-trashy and nice. plus i didn't lose an obscene amount of money at blackjack. we started off in portland and made our way down the coast to monterey and SF. i booked rooms at the hotel monaco in portland (nice), the intercontinental in monterey (even nicer) and the mandarin oriental in san francisco (omg, super nice). we also visited some super cute B&B's, which provided a welcome change from the full service hotels. but the highlight of the trip was definitely the tu tu tun lodge on the rogue river in oregon. i'm not good enough of a writer to even begin to describe how awesome this place was. you just have to see it. the next time i get some real time off, i'm totally going back, for at least three or four days.  oregon coast - beautiful!  view from the suite at the tu tu tun lodge...  rogue river near gold beach, OR. 1. rode a ATV on the sand dunes in oregon. the experience probably would have been a bit more enjoyable had i not been so worried about flipping over, getting buried alive and missing my conference calls at 3:30 and 4:00. 2. kayaked on the rogue river. this was awesome, especially because i didn't flip over but somebody else did within thirty seconds of pushing off from the dock. haha. 3. visited the heceta lighthouse and the sea lion caves in oregon. 4. went horseback riding on the beach in monterey. i managed not to fall off or kill my horse, but i did feel really bad for it when we had to go uphill. 5. took a pedicab from pier 39 back to my hotel in SF. the dude's calves were AMAZING. 6. met up with erin and brandon for dinner. they are now engaged, which is exciting but also frightening because it really is down to me and lynn now. YAY. 7. got pulled over by a CHP officer for speeding on the 101 even though he clearly was going 80 mph himself when he was in front of me. shut up, i wasn't tailgating him. jerk. i ended up getting a warning and a lecture to end all lectures. him: "why were you following me?!?" me: "i wasn't following you.... i was just driving behind you!" anyway, almost everybody i've talked to has come to the conclusion that i legitimately deserved to get pulled over. well, you guys are all idiots. see how sympathetic i am one day when you get slapped with a $300 ticket. haha. all right, that's it for now. i am a bit more stressed out than usual because i know tomorrow back in the office is going to be absolute hell. i feel like i spent half my time in oregon and norcal with my blackberry glued to my ear or tethered to my laptop and it still wasn't enough. dude, one day i am so gonna take a real, uninterrupted vacation. my body's gonna be so taken aback from the lack of stress i bet it's gonna shut down. i can't wait. anyways, hope you guys had a fabulous week without my awesomely awesome updates. wait, did you even notice i was gone? don't answer that. later, kids. 12:48 AM 7/31/2008 THINGS I JUST DON'T GET: - girls who insist on wearing shorts or miniskirts paired with uggs. dude, either you're cold or you're hot, pick a look and stick with it. - guys who like hitting on girls in foreign languages. 'cause butchering japanese is really gonna charm the pants off of her. - quantum physics. huh? - people who wear brown shoes with black pants or vice versa (sadly, my dad is included in this category). similarly, girls who carry brown purses with a black outfit. WHY????? it hurts my eyes. - korean chicks who call guys they like oppa, particularly at the workplace. look, i know it's a cultural thing. it's still weird. - the taste of mushrooms. it's like eating dirt and grass in a rubberized form. - weed. with so many better things to spend your money on, why pick something that gives you the munchies and makes you act like a doofus? - people who don't like animals. very disturbing. - obama's appeal. HILLARY FOR PRESIDENT! dammit. - people who aren't amused by the far side. maybe they should check out midvale school for the gifted. - PT cruisers and the people who voluntarily drive them. - scientology. i'm at a complete loss here. - what key someone to love is in. e major? c sharp minor? everything in between? it's been 14 years and i still haven't figured it out. - why someone to love isn't everybody's favorite song of all time. ignore the cheesy video (jon b looks like a dirty perv). and TELL ME WHAT KEY IT'S IN! - why you should always switch doors in that stupid logic problem about picking a prize behind three closed doors and getting one of the incorrect doors revealed to you and having the option to switch or stay with your original pick. hans, i'm with you on this one. if that were an interview question, i'd fail. ok, that's it for now. i have no idea what prompted this list. i guess i just had nothing else to really update about. six more weeks until 9/15. cue sobbing and whining. can you believe i've gotten 126 work-related emails in the past 24 hours (yes, i actually spent 5 minutes counting, i'm a loser)? i'll update more this weekend if i'm alive. later, kids. | |||||||
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