JUNE 06

8:24 PM 6/4/2006



so i went to a range in torrance for the first time by myself today and shot with the new gun. there were only two other guys there - this dude had a paper target of a female hostage up and was explaining to his friend why he shot the hostage in the head instead of the actual bad guy standing behind her: "see man, this is what you gotta do when the crazy bitch divorces you and takes all your money. shoot her in the head a couple times, teach her a lesson. matter of fact, you should shoot every crazy bitch you see." then he turned around and realized i was standing right behind him, gun/ferragamo bag in one hand and 200 rounds in the other. his friend looked absolutely mortified. i smiled at him and kept walking, and he yelled after me, "heh heh, i was just kidding about that, you know!" sure, buddy. i felt like telling him i was a crazy bitch too, but i didn't want to risk the chance of him actually shooting me in the head. after all, i'd rather be buried with my features intact.

anyways, i had a decent weekend, despite the hot weather. went to Disneyland for EY's company party yesterday - the heat was almost intolerable by noon. the good thing was that the lines for the rides were pretty short since 80% of the people had heatstroke by mid afternoon and had to go home to recuperate. we made it through all the decent rides in less than a few hours, and then took the train and monorail all around the park just to get out of the sun. lynn and keri showed up around 5, so we spent a couple more hours on the rides, and then ate dinner & caught the fireworks at 9:30. we went on the buzz lightyear ride, where the entire objective is to shoot as many targets as you can with your little laser gun. i did horribly the first time even though i was using practically every technique i learned from my four day defensive handgun class. the second time i just held down the trigger and randomly aimed at everything i saw - i ended up tripling my original score.

so my trip to DC got canceled, which means i am now seriously contemplating a quick weekend trip to somewhere nearby just to get out of LA before i go freakin' nuts. any suggestions? email me. all right i gotta get ready for work tomorrow. i hope everybody has a fabulous week!

3:48 PM 6/8/2006

i don't mind spending some time just hanging here with you,
'cuz i don't find too many guys that treat me like you do,
those other guys wanna take me for a ride,
but when i walk their talk is suicide,
some people never get beyond their stupid pride,
but you can see the real me inside, and i'm satisfied...
even though the gods are crazy,
even though the stars are blind,
if you show me real love baby,
i'll show you mine...
I can make it nice and naughty,
be the devil and angel too,
got a heart and soul my honey,
let's see what this love can do,
maybe i'm perfect for you...

so who out there thinks paris hilton's new single is sorta catchy? who out there knows half the words already? and who out there secretly loves it despite the cheesy lyrics/weak vocals but would rather gouge her own eyes out than admit it? hmm, take a wild guess, kids.

i spent most of this week at mgm's corporate office in century city. despite the lousy commute, it's a nice break from being in the downtown LA office, mostly because the mall is literally right across the street. lunch breaks = shopping trips. so my cell went off wednesday afternoon while i was sitting in the tiny tax library along with some other EY people and mgm's svp of tax. i was about to send the call to VM when i noticed that it was the deputy calling. since he usually doesn't have time to talk during the day, i decided to pick it up in front of everybody while attempting to play it off like a business call:

Connie: This is Connie.
Deputy: (slight pause) Hi Connie, this is ******.
Connie: Hi.
Deputy: What are you doing?
Connie: I’m busy working.
Deputy: At MGM?
Connie: Yes. Let me give you a call back later when I’m all finished up here.
Deputy: You sound so professional. You must be surrounded by your coworkers, huh?
Connie: Yes.
Deputy: How many?
Connie: Five.
Deputy: Do they all outrank you?
Connie: Yes, I believe so.
Deputy: So you can’t say anything dumb back to me, then.
Connie: No, probably not.
Deputy: Sweet, I’m just gonna keep on talking. Hey, I think you should tell the client to kiss your ass.
Connie: Hmm, I’m going to have to get back to you on that.
Deputy: No, really. Tell them you're sick of dealing with all their crap.
Connie: Oh, I don't believe that is possible.
Deputy: Connie, I just called to tell you how wonderful you are and how much I miss you.
Connie: I see...that's interesting... Can I give you a call back later?
Deputy: No, I’m not finished yet. I'm having fun, aren't you?
Connie: ………
Deputy: What’s wrong? Why aren't you talking?
Connie: (frantically thinking of something generic to say)
Deputy: Wow, you’re actually speechless for once, I'm amazed.
Connie: (clearing throat) Okay well, I’m a bit tied up at the moment, but I'll definitely get back to you soon.
Deputy: (laughing) This is awesome. Call me back later.
Connie: Okay, will do. Thanks.
Deputy: Byeeeee, Connie...
Connie: Bye.

i had to bite my lip so hard to keep from laughing. i'm pretty sure everybody in the room saw right through me. bastard. that'll teach me to pick up on idiot friends during work.

anyway, the weekend is here, and i've already spent half of it running errands. by running errands i mean driving to the jewelers to do a major overhaul on my ring. i won't go into the details, but it's costing me half of the ring's original price for an additional .75 cts of diamonds. i fully plan on making my future husband reimburse me for it so i can just wear it as my engagement ring. haha, doesn't get much easier than that, fellas. jk. he better buy me one twice as big. and that, my friends, is not a joke. hope everybody has a fabulous, fabulous week. later. ;)

1:13 AM 6/14/2006

so gorgeous, it's almost obscene....

anyway, i have nothing remotely interesting to talk about, so i'll leave you guys with a story about my girlfriends instead. a couple weeks ago, me, lynn and keri decided to hit up cheesecake factory for dinner after we all had horrible days at work. we ordered fairly healthy entrees and then split the strawberry shortcake for dessert, which came with a HUGE mountain of whipped cream piled on top. we scraped all the whipped cream onto a separate plate and polished off the remaining shortcake in minutes. as we were getting ready to go home, keri opened her big mouth and said, "hey, i'll pay somebody five bucks to eat the whipped cream." lynn, being the biggest sucker out of all three of us, volunteered to do it. we pushed the plate in front of her, and that's when she began having second thoughts. "all of it? wow, that's a lot. i mean, i can do it, it's just...gross." part of me wanted to see her do it, but the other part pictured her throwing up all over my lexus' leather backseats. yuck. so i told her, "look, it's not worth it man, just put the fork down. you don't need the money or the cholesterol that badly." she seemed to accept my rationale until keri upped the ante: "all right man, if YOU eat the whipped cream, I'LL eat an entire spoonful of black pepper."

judging by the competitive nature of my girlfriends' personalities, i could picture this going on all night - "ok, if you eat half a pound of lard, i'll drink my own urine!" so with their best interests in mind, i tried to stand up and get them to leave with me before they both ended up having to get their stomachs pumped in the hospital. but by then, it was too late. keri had gotten lynn all fired up about eating gross stuff and now both were ganging up on me. "connie, you can't just sit there and watch us eat this for free! you gotta eat something too!" this was followed by a quick search through our leftovers on the table to come up with something suitably disgusting for me to shove into my mouth. the entire time i kept saying, "no, no, come on guys, let's just go home." while i'm usually game for stupid dares and challenges (as the many pictures/videos of me in various humiliating situations floating around on the net can attest to), i refuse to eat gross food. i won't even do it for $50K on fear factor.

much to their disappointment, all keri and lynn could come up with was three full packets of half-melted butter. i refused again, thinking that they'd just drop it and we'd go home. but the idiots decided to go through with it anyways, so i shrugged and sat back to enjoy the show. lynn picked up a fork and started attacking the 14 lbs of whipped cream, and i grabbed a spoon for keri and heaped a ton of pepper on it. i could smell it as i was shaking it onto the spoon and i told keri, "man, you can't do this, it's just too much pepper." not one to be easily intimidated, keri grabbed the spoon from me, eyeballed it for a few seconds, and then downed it in two big gulps. i didn't know whether to be seriously impressed or disgusted. ten minutes later, lynn was about halfway through the cream. despite comments like "oh, this is starting to get nasty..." and "i don't feel so good," we kept egging her on. she finally finished, so i picked up the tab (it was the only fair thing to do, considering those two provided the entertainment) and we left. the entire way home lynn was pretty quiet in the back while keri kept complaining about how bitter the pepper was going down and how it was now all stuck in her teeth and how she'd have to spend 20 minutes flossing to get everything out. i was laughing so hard i almost cried. and just like that, a bad day turned into a halfway decent one. what else are friends for?

11:37 PM 6/15/2006 work is wearing me down. i'm not going to go into details so i will post pictures instead.


me and my coworker's gf after we were coerced into going on the storybook land cruise. it was a billion degrees and the entire ride was outdoors. i'm sorta smiling in this picture but i think i was crying on the inside.



went to happy hour for 20 min at work and came back to find this all over my laptop...i accused one of my coworkers of doing it, but he swore up and down it wasn't him. then he said that if he had actually done it, he would have arranged the sticky tabs in a way to make taking them all off a complete pain in the ass (see below)...



...like this. i can't believe i actually sat there and let him move the sticky tabs all over my laptop screen just so he could prove his point. it took me a good three or four minutes to peel them all off afterwards. i still don't know for sure who did it.



i want one of these. i promise i will never eat bacon ever again.

10:59 PM 6/27/2006

okay, i totally apologize for the infrequent updates. work has been kicking my ass lately. my body is not happy. i am trying to think happy thoughts to make it through the next couple of weeks. made a quick trip to south coast this weekend to do a little shopping and ended buying a new LV bag. this is why you shouldn't shop when you're frustrated - you end up buying sh*t you really, really don't need. but it's really, really cute so i guess that's that. went to the range on sunday, and again with jordan today. the people who work me there recognize me now. just like all the employees at the starbucks in my building. sad. my life is sad.

anyway, i will write more later when i'm a little bit more well rested and eloquent. i will leave you guys with some pictures from lynn's puppy party though. don't you just want to DIE at the cuteness!?













what happens if your three closest friends AREN'T normal? does that mean i'm sane?



my coworker andy set this as my desktop background when i was away from my laptop. it's actually pretty tame, considering he's used half naked pictures of david hasselhoff/jean claude van damme in the past. i got him back by setting HIS wallpaper with a ridiculously gay picture of ricky martin in tiny speedos though.



so i've been diligently locking my laptop everytime i leave my desk for the past couple of weeks...and the ONE time i forget, i come back to see this. punk.



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