My Weekend

Last night we went to an Indian restaurant after stocking up at Trader Joe's. I was craving Indian food once again. My typical order:

vegetable samosa
chicken tikka masala w/ rice and naan
Indian tea
Kulfi (Indian ice cream)

I like trying new kinds of food, but once I find my favorites I'm completely boring. I order the same things over and over again and that's the way I like it! YUM!

Afterwards we went to the movies. Not really anything good out, so I picked Constantine. The reviews were pretty bad, but I liked the storyline. The movie turned out to be pretty decent. Excellent special effects, decent plot, and nonstop action. Lotta Catholic dogma, which I'm familiar with. One of these posts I'll reflect on my experiences and thoughts on religion.

Today, just got back from the gym. Gotta go to Lowe's soon. Need to pick up some citrus fertilizer for the kalamundin tree my Dad gave me. It's only got one immature fruit right now, but lotsa fragrant flowers. I can't wait to squeeze that kalamansi all over a heaping plate of pancit. (yah...I guess I'd have to make the pancit though. arggh! Where's an auntie when you need one?)

I also need to pick up a couple more African Violet selfwatering pots. I just realized that my redheaded stepchild AF (African Violet -- I have 4 AFs and only one of them refuses to bloom) has 2 extra crowns!!!!! Good lordy! The thing is sproutin out babies left and right and it's crowding it's pot, so that could be the reason it's not blooming. I must be a bad mommy, because I didn't even notice that. After this surprising find, I decided to thoroughly examine my 3 prize blooming AFs and lo' and behold one of them has sprouted an extra crown as well! (Sorry for you non-gardenin people...this post must be confusing as well as mind-numbingly boring.) Soo...looks like I'm going to almost double my amount of AFs!!!! Where the hell am I going to put them all?

My bloomin beauties:

FUK'N STUPID IDIOTS AT THE PA POST OFFICE!!!

I sent a thank you card out a few days ago. There is a huge address label on the front obviously indicating where the card is being sent. On the back of the envelope there is a tiny address label indicating my address. Today I opened my mailbox and the card was in my mailbox. No, it wasn't returned because it had the wrong address or because there wasn't the correct postage....IT WAS SENT TO MY ADDRESS BECAUSE THE IDIOT RETARDS IN THE PENNSYLVANIA U.S. POST OFFICE SENT IT TO THE ADDRESS ON THE BACK OF THE ENVELOPE...NOT THE ADDRESS ON THE FRONT OF THE ENVELOPE WHERE THE FRIGGIN STAMP IS LOCATED!!! HOW FUK'N STUPID CAN YOU BE??????? NOT ONLY SHOULD THIS BE OBVIOUS TO ANYONE, BUT IT'S THE GUY'S FUK'N JOB TO READ THESE THINGS EVERY FRIGGIN DAY AND HE CAN'T GET IT RIGHT!

THIS GUY/GAL DESERVES TO BE TORTURED WITH PAPER CUTS AND ALCOHOL AND THEN BEHEADED. WE MUST STOP THESE MORONS FROM REPRODUCING.

Sorry, but I can't stand it. There's nothing in the world I hate more than stupid people.

Biggest Crock a Sh|t Ever!

The weather channel has a poll. Which is your favorite season? Here are the results:


Which is your favorite season?
Winter 31.4%
Spring 23.8%
Summer 16.7%
Fall 26.2%

Yah, right! Winter is everyone's favorite season??? Summer is everyone's least favorite season? Who voted on this thing? A buncha penguins?

I HATE winter!!!!

Goals for this year

1.) Take swim lessons to get over my fear of deep water, so I can go snorkeling in Hawaii for my honeymoon.

2.) Get over my fear of public speaking and become a better speaker at the same time.

3.) Book all the damn vendors I need for my wedding before I go insane.

4.) Keep my skin clear.

5.) Tighten my abs.

6.) Find another interesting project to tackle.

7.) Figure out how to get my orchids to bloom again.

8.) Get rid of my cat's halitosis.

9.) Figure out why Brad and Jen really broke up.
[I am soo fuk'n kidding]

What of the innocent who are already born?

So, the Pope's new book is out. According to Reuters (for I have not yet read the book myself), Pope John Paul says Homosexual marriages are part of "a new ideology of evil" that is insidiously threatening society. (I strongly disagree with this standpoint, but that is beside the point.)

Unfortunately, the Pope neglected to mention (as far as I know, correct me if I'm wrong) the "new ideology of evil that is insidiously threatening society" via the Catholic church - pedophilia. It's sad and disappointing that once again the Catholic church has neglected to step up to the plate and take responsibility for unleashing and condoning, through coverup, one of the most heinous crimes that can be commited by mankind. For one who so adamantly defends the rights of the innocent unborn, Pope John Paul inconceivably and ironically shuns the rights of the innocents that have already been born into this world.

I am deeply disappointed once again.

Why TV Pisses Me Off...

I am so sick and tired of seeing ugly men on TV!!! On sitcoms, commercials, movies... Few and far between are the hot, attractive men...yet TV/the media/Hollywood, whatever...doesn't seem to have any problem finding hot women. You know all those commercials targeting the average American?....They're full of hot women and ugly to ugly-average men. I don't know how many friggin times I've seen a commercial with a young, hot, slim woman and a fat, short, balding man playing her husband. HElllllOOOooloOOo??? I know, I know...we're living in a misogynistic society run by male chauvinist porkers (literally), so I should expect this. Well, I'm sick and tired of it!!! If mankind wants to delude itself by creating an imaginary world where fat, short, ugly, balding men can get any hot, gorgeous, modelesque woman they want...then they'd better move this crap to Spike TV!! I'm sick and friggin tired of it and I either want to see some REALLY HOT, TALL, CUT MEN portrayed as regular dudes OR I want to see some OLD, SHORT, FAT, FRUMPY WOMEN to complement the short, fat, ugly, balding male slobs they already have on TV.

TV Land

Uhh..soo..I'm watching TV last night around 7pm. I was watching "Extra", you know..the tabloid-like celebrity/entertainment gossip show? Then immediately afterwards is "Access Hollywood" and you know what?!? They were talking about THE SAME SHIT! I got to hear J.Lo's statement about why she isn't going on tour...TWICE! In fact, I got to hear the same damn show all over again. The only difference was now it was "Access Hollywood" and not "Extra". AND..get this..if you tune into channel 3 at the same time...you'll get (drum roll please?)----> "Entertainment Tonight" and, immediately following, "The Insider"
...reporting the same exact crap that's on the other two shows!!! WHAT THE HELL? What a friggin waste of air time!! And to top it off, some jerk gets to produce the same show and rake in 3 times the profit!

AND..since I'm on the subject of TV shows. I have to say I'm particularly disappointed in Smallville this season. This show has definitely "jumped the shark". The previews for the next episode show Lana imitating the fight scenes from "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon". Uhh..isn't this show about Superman??? What is all this crap about a witch and a Countess??? Was this in the DC comics? And, all the cheap attempts to add "sex" to the show for ratings is blatantly obvious and tacky...esp. since no one ever actually accomplishes the deed. Every guy on the show, with the exception of Lex, is turning down sex left and right. Clark should win sainthood for all the broads he's turned down this season.
And why the hell hasn't anyone figured out Clark's little secret yet? (Besides Chloe who had to have her face shoved into it in order to see it) I hardly think anyone in Smallville would bat an eyelash at hearing the news, considering the town's already dealt with magic love potions, a teleporter, a guy that can turn into sand, a guy that can paralyze people, and Lana being possessed by a witch. Really Clark, you're not that special.

I'm back!

Yes...I've given you two new posts since I've been officially back. I'll bet you've been wondering where I've been...I've been busy with my engagement party, which went pretty well this past weekend. We had our Hindu ceremony: Ashirbaad. My parents came up from Florida and we had a good turn out of friends from all over, including the Washington, D.C. area. I have to say, I wasn't the least bit nervous. I hope that transfers to the actual wedding day. I did ultimately suffer from chronic smile syndrome, aka sore mouth muscles, as a result of all the damn photography. However, all in all...it was gooooooood!

Photos will be posted within the days to come. Please don't wet yourselves in anticipation.

The Filipino-Jacksonville Jealous Lunacy Curse

Today I would like to be petty and malicious by pointing out some seriously retarded shit I had to put up with while living in my hometown of Jacksonville, Florida.

There's a group of immature morons living amongst the Filipino community in good ol' Jax. They are not morons because they are Filipino (believe me..I'm half Filipino and I'm pretty damn smart and so is my family and certain people I deem worthy enough to be my friends - Props to my homeboy Joed); however, I had to use the whole "Filipino community" thing in an attempt to target this particular sector of idiots. I have to tell you about this strange phenomenon I've dubbed...The Filipino-Jacksonville Jealous Lunacy Curse.

You're probably confused and rightly so. Soooo..let me explain what I'm talking about.

Scenario 1: When I was 15 years old my friend and I met these two guys G.P. and D.F. We were all friends and hung out often. Apparently G.P. and D.F. both had a crush on me, but I only saw them as friends. I had a girlfriend named Marie and she liked D.F. Anyways, to make a long story short...I made a REALLY dumb mistake by accepting D.F.'s proposal to go to prom, which of course pissed off Marie. ANYWAYS...I went to the prom with D.F. and since I only liked him as a friend the evening ended with a hug and that's it. Unfortunately, because D.F. was a victim of the "Filipino-Jacksonville Jealous Lunacy Curse", and an immature punkazz, he was pissed off about that. He told a bunch of people that he spent a lot of money on me and should have gotten "something" because of it. Then, he and his friends started prank calling my house. They did it so often and for so long that my parents had to change their phone number. It's also noteworthy to mention that D.F. and G.P. had a female friend, Cindy, who made comments about "kicking my ass" because of all this. I guess some people in Jacksonville think that young girls should have sex with guys if they pay for their dinner and give them a corsage. I, being of a stronger moral and mature character, think this is complete BULL SHIT!

Scenario 2: My first boyfriend was R.O. I only dated him for one month when I was 14 1/2 years old and we might have held hands for about 2 minutes. Fast forward about 5 years, when the CURSE manifests itself yet again. I'm in college. This idiot, Jason, is telling my friend that I'm a player, because I "played" R.O. and broke his heart. Uhh..HELLLLLLOOOOO????? Are you fuk'n stupid or something??? I dated your friend for 2 seconds before I hit puberty. Get a Fuk'n life.

Scenario 3: Oh looooky here!!! D.F. has come back to haunt me. That pesky CURSE is back! I'm in college with D.F. and he's dating some girl named after a playground toy...let's call her See Saw. Well, apparently See Saw is angry that once upon a time 5 to 6 years ago I went to the prom with her current boyfriend. See Saw is sooooo insecure and jealous of me that she constantly harasses me with dirty looks and snide comments out of the side of her mouth and behind my back. Of course, I HAVE NO FUK'N idea what her problem is because I NEVER liked her boyfriend and the last time I even saw him was before he grew an adam's apple and armpit hair.

Scenario 4: This scenario is going to sound just like Scenario 3, because it involves a girl I don't even know hating me because once upon a time nearly 5 million years ago when we were still crawling around in diapers and sucking on our thumbs...her boyfriend liked me. So, I dated this guy, J.C,. in junior high school for 6 months. We actually kissed in addition to holding hands, but that's about it. About four years ago I became aware of the fact that this girl (I can't even remember her name..that's how important she is to me) hated my guts. I couldn't figure out why at first, because I didn't know her. Well, turns out it's because of the above. I dated her boyfriend a millenia ago and she's jealous over it. I can't understand why, because I HAVE NEVER SINCE (jr. high) BEEN INTERESTED IN THIS GUY. In fact, my fiance is sooo friggin awesome...I can't figure out why she would even think I would be interested. But should we even blame her? Isn't she just another victim of The Filipino-Jacksonville Jealous Lunacy Curse???

...YES, WE'RE GONNA FUK'N BLAME HER! WE'RE GONNA BLAME THEM ALL, BECAUSE I SHOULDN'T HAVE HAD TO PUT UP WITH ALL THIS RIDICULOUS IMMATURE B.S. JUST BECAUSE PEOPLE ARE SO FRIGGIN INSECURE ABOUT THEMSELVES. WHY DON'T YOU GROW UP, PULL YOUR THUMBS OUT OF YOUR AZZES AND STOP WORRYING ABOUT WHAT I'M UP TO.....MY CUTE AZZ IS OFF THE MARKET, OK???? I'M MARRIED AND I DON'T WANT YOUR STUPID, BROKE MAN!

Thank you.

Sincerely,
Melissa

Rap and Hip Hop Music - Destroying Black Youth?

Let me preface this outburst by saying that I LOVE rap and Hip Hop music. I don't think there's anything better to dance to than hip hop. Nothing else, except for some club songs, has the beat and groovability of hip hop and rap.

Unfortunately, rap/hip hop more often than not promotes a hedonistic and unproductive lifestyle that encourages the cycle of poverty and gang life in black communities. I mean, reallllly..what does hip hop music promote? Drugs, sex, fancy cars, dance clubs, and bad clothing trends. For example, Destiny's Child's new song "Soldier" puts thugs on a pedestal.

"If his status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he lookin' at me I need a soldier
That ain't scared to stand up for me Known to carry big things If you know what I mean
If his status ain't hood
I ain't checkin' for him
Betta be street if he looking at me..."

What the hell is that???? OH yah...the best man for any young woman is a ghetto thug with a nice hoopdee. Get over yourself DC! The "thugs" you're rollin with are rap stars with multimillion dollar record deals. The thugs you're promoting on the streets to the masses are the ones that have no future and get locked up for drug deals. How bout telling young girls to look for men who have a future. How bout some men who wear suits instead of baggy jeans? How bout some men who don't need to fight with their fists, because they fought with their minds and took their families out of the hood to safer places? C'mon, let's hope for something better for our youth, esp. the black youth. Let's give'em something else to look up to and let's give them some goals.

Some songs do delve into important topics with substance, like Tupac's "Dear Momma" and Eminem's "Toy Soldiers"; however, the majority do not. And I think it's fine when songs are just about having a good time, cuz that's what we want to do when we listen to them. We're trying to relax or we're trying to dance and forget about the day's troubles. But most songs just promote the worst elements. For example, the lack of respect given to women in hip hop/rap songs and videos is appalling. Jay-Z's callin women bitches and Nelly's tellin women to spread eagle. I'm all for free speech and catchy rhymes, but young girls in today's society don't get the guidance they need from their parents and schools so they're left vulnerable to this crap.

Young people need to be raised properly in order to realize what most adults already know...that rap and hip hop music are often just what they seem to be...some catchy lines and slammin beats to dance to...not a life to be emulated.

When You Fall Off, You Hafta Climb Back On

On Monday I fell off my horse. No, literally.
I've been riding for a little over a year (I had a break during the summer) and this is the first time I fell off. It was a surreal experience. I guess more than anything it was embarassing and disappointing. I wasn't embarassed because people saw me fall off. Most people get scared when they see someone fall off a horse. They don't laugh. But, I was embarassed for myself. I should have been able to avoid it, but I didn't. And, I was VERY disappointed. Disappointed because you work at something on a regular basis and you get to the point where you feel like you've become sufficiently knowledgable and then something like this happens. It shatters your beliefs and makes you feel like you're at point A again. I know mistakes happen even to the best of us. Hell, when I was riding in Maryland a seasoned rider there fell off her horse. She had years and years of experience and competed at shows. And a woman in my class fell off her horse twice in two weeks. This should make me feel better, but it doesn't really.

I guess I should just be happy that I managed to walk away without a scratch or bruise on my body. I should also be happy that I'm not the least bit scared to ride again.

Maybe it mostly has to do with my sadistic instructor, who drove a little girl rider to tears last month. She has a way of pointing out everything you do wrong to the point where you can't think straight because of it.

Anyways, now I'm just heartbroken that I'm not the expert I want to be. It's nearly impossible to be one when you only ride once a week, but who can afford more than that!

Anyways, this was a boring post. I just wanted to vent.

Daring Rescue a Success

According to an article on www.scrappleface.com by Scott Ott...

"Just hours after Islamic militants in Iraq threatened to behead a kidnapped U.S. soldier doll, the camouflaged action figure was rescued in a daring nighttime operation by a toy George W. Bush action figure."

Go G.I. Bush!!!!!! Goooooooo!!!!

Well wishes to Special Ops Cody!

This Makes Me Giggle...

North Korean dictator Kim Jong-il has set about a campaign to coerce his male citizens into trimming their long hair "— saying men with long hair are incompetent and unhygienic. The North’s state-run news media identifies violators of the edict by showing them on T.V., identifying them by name and address and then critiquing their hair."(AP 2/1/05)

(Sounds like a funny version of the fashion police.)

In other news, a giant cornflake was sold on e-bay for $156.

umm...DUH!

The Associated Press
Updated: 2:59 p.m. ET Feb. 2, 2005
BAGHDAD, Iraq - Iraq’s leading Sunni Muslim clerics said Wednesday the country’s landmark elections lacked legitimacy because large numbers of Sunnis did not participate in the balloting, which the religious leaders had asked them to boycott.

Uhh..no shit sherlock. If you told your followers to not vote, then obviously they will not be represented in the count. That's no one's fault but your own, bub. Talk about whining at a failed attempt to ambush an election. If I had the world's tiniest violin right now........

My Body is a Work of Art

I don't really get it. America's love-hate relationship with nudity and sex. On one hand, we use sex and the promise of nudity to sell everything under the planet. And, let's face it, it works. There's a reason it works. And, then there's America's abhorrence towards sex, particularly the nude body. I'll never get the nude body thing. Perhaps we're still being stifled by our Puritan heritage or our Protestant/Catholic guilt for finding nudity attractive and enticing. Whatever the cause, we've become afraid of our own bodies. Our God-given bodies, I might add. The body is a work of art. Michelangelo knew this. So did many ancient civilizations - the Romans, the Greeks, Ancient India, etc. And, of course, nudity is a staple in the arts. Yet, somehow, we've managed to denegrate the naked body into a beacon of immorality, pornography, and Godlessness. Women can't even breastfeed in public places, because of this societal phobia. Breastfeeding is a natural process. I hate to crush everyone's little fantasies, but breasts are for feeding babies primarly, NOT for sex. It angers me that parts of my body are considered unacceptable by society. That I should cower in shame. Now, don't get me wrong. I have no desire to romp around the streets naked. I just don't like feeling like a pariah for having boobs, much less the unspeakable nether region.

Much of our societal phobia is anchored in our blatant fear and denegration. Because we make such a big deal of it, then everyone thinks it's a big deal. It's kind of like the whole alcohol thing. In Europe, alcohol is not taboo and many children take a sip of wine or such when they are quite young. Thus, teenagers in Europe tend to think alcohol is not a big deal....THUS, unlike their American counterparts, they don't feel the need to down copious amounts of the liquid until it runs from the ears and the nose and forces them to curl into fetal position on a bathroom floor wallowing in their own vomit.

So take this!!!! Phobic Society!!!! Fanatical Conservatives!!

Fie..Fie..Fie..Fie...

Fat Senator Legislates Fat Kids to Lose Weight

Senator Leticia Van de Putte of Texas is supporting a measure to include body mass index on students' report cards in her Texas district.

This may or may not be a good idea. It seems a little odd to be "graded" on your weight. I always thought being graded in physical education was the stupidest thing ever conceived. I was never particularly good at athletics in school. In sixth grade I was terrified to go to P.E.,where I was often berated by my amazononian female coach, who was only discernibly female by her behemoth breasts that jutted out like atomic missiles. I bore the brunt of her snide remarks and the giggles of my classmates, because I couldn't hit the ball...in softball, in volleyball, etc. It was always a humiliating and dreadful experience. While I never received a poor grade in P.E., I always thought it was dumb that I, a straight-A student, could have destoryed my GPA because I was unable to hit a damn ball!

If schools want to help out obese kids (and I think they should), maybe they should instead employ Arkansas' method of sending health reports separate from the report cards.

At any rate, I find it ludicrous that someone, who is herself fat, finds the gumption to force others to lose their weight through what may be a humiliating method. I know Senator Van de Putte has the best interests of her youngest constituents in mind, but maybe someone should send the Senator a report card listing her BMI. Shouldn't everyone be their healthiest?