Drive Thru Hell

I was out shopping about a month ago and was craving a McDonald's Dr. Pepper. The drink had to specifically come from McDonald's because they always mix their sugar and carbonation just right and a fountain drink is just heaven anyway. This is all I ordered. So, because I am a lazy American I waited in the drive thru. The wait was probably 5-8 minutes. After I got my drink and drove away I found I received a diet Coke instead which not acceptable because I had my mind set on a Dr. Pepper. So, I proceeded to wait in the drive thru again for a replacement (another 5 minutes). No joke, it was another diet Coke. As I returned to the drive thru again I was really mad but the whole situation was really just funny so I found myself laughing in anger. After another 5 minutes I finally get a Dr. Pepper. As I take a drink of my highly anticipated bubbly concoction of sugar water and fizz it proceeds to spill all over my shirt. It is not uncommon for me to spill stuff on my shirt, really its quite common. I happen to keep extra clothes in my car just for these type of occasions. But after the whole ordeal I was not needing a spilled drink on my shirt. I was VERY ill but nothing a little shopping could not cure so I went about my business.

Today I decided to eat lunch in and headed to Wendy's to pick it up. I am on a diet so this time so I had to go for the diet Coke. The Wendy's close by my work is known for their speed and accuracy of getting your order out to you. Really its kind of crazy how fast they are. I am thinking the manager at this branch has a deal with the devil. Anyway, I get my order lightning quick and have no doubt in my mind that everything is correct. Boy was I wrong!!! Instead of diet Coke I got a regular Coke. I LOVE regular Coke but its not in my dieting future so as I turned around to get back in the drive thru line and thought laughingly 'this better not be like last time'. Well it was without the 3rd time around in the drive thru. I now am wearing my diet Coke all over my shirt. Bad thing is, payday is tomorrow so there is no retail therapy in sight for today. Good news, I do have an extra shirt. Happy Thursday to me!

LMFAO..Rachel Can Mean So Many Things

Another fave site of mine is Urban Dictionary. www.urbandictionary.com I always get a word o the day but my friend told me I should look up my name. Here is what Rachel means. Beware of the content below. I did not make any of this up. Check it out yourself.

1. The most edible female name.
--Rachel is sooo edible - especially with cream! Wow, this is so true. LOL

2. Hebrew name meaning 'an ewe', or 'little lamb'. Symbolizes purity.
--boring

3. A smart, sassy and sexy young woman who knows things from fashion to film to literature, from Manolo Blahniks to Mahatma Gandhi.
--She impressed everybody in the meeting. She's such a Rachel. Wow, this is so true too!

4. Code reference to Marijuana, originating from the "Rachel Green" character on the popular American television series, "Friends" (NBC).
--Dude, are we gonna see Rachel later, or what? Never heard this one but agree its a good use of my name.

5. A pale white girl, that likes black dick
--"Look theres a Rachel sucking a dick" I don't know what to say but I am laughing really hard as I read this for the 10th time today.

Reboot or Die

For any of you that work in technology or heck have owned a computer or even worked in an office since the 90's are aware of 'techies'. My brother happens to be one and since I am in technology I am surrounded by them. I am reminded of the skit from SNL, "Nick Burns, Your Company's Computer Guy"."MMMMMMMMMOOOVVVVVVVEEEEEEEE!" I laugh on the inside every time I have a computer issue and I need assistance from our support guys because this is all I can think of. And how many times have you heard, "just reboot/restart your computer"? I am SO over that (although 9 times out of 10 it works). Your computer could be turning into Deceptacon from Transformers and if you were to call the help desk they would just tell you to go to the start menu and choose shut down/restart.

Damn Bourne Movies

This blog was created to allow myself to outpour my thoughts and feelings. More of a journal if you will. I think the content and my intent has changed over the past few months. I am glad to see there are people enjoying it for more than a journal (because I do happen to find myself to be pretty funny) so I hope this abnormal blog entry is not a buzz kill but its something I felt I needed to talk about.

I was in a horrible car accident in November of 2006. I flipped my SUV 3 times on I-40 going around 60 mph. It was a very scary thing. It was very life changing. By life changing it made me consider the existence of god and also to re-evaluate my relationships with friends and family. You never think at the age of 29 you would be considering writing a will or worrying about what type of life insurance you have. There are so many what ifs to consider. It makes you think about taking the lives of others without intent. I hit two other people and only caused damage to their cars which is a miracle in itself. There are things you wish you would have said and now have time to say. I was lucky. I walked away from that accident with a few cuts and bruises (as well as a very large monthly insurance payment and some very nice doctor bills). The other thing I came away with was a bad case of PTSD (posttraumatic stress syndrome). For over 6 months following my accident I would shake as I had to enter a car. I had nightmares about car accidents. I would not get on main interstates or highways to go anywhere. This made my 30 minute commute to work an hour and 30 minutes. The stress from this accident ruled my body. It made decisions for me and made my home a prison. I have worked very hard over the past year to ultimately deal with my PTSD and think I have done pretty well.

Here is why I am telling this whole story. I wanted to talk about my obsession with the Bourne movies. I love conspiracy theories, action movies, and Matt Damon very buff with tight T-shirts kicking some ass. The Bourne Ultimatum recently came out on DVD and I have been really excited to rent it. It was just as good as I expected it to be but near the end there is a extremely long and drawn out car chase (which by the way one of the best parts of the movie). Before I knew it I was in a full blown, put that bitch in a straightjacket, panic attack. I couldn't breathe, it was hot, my heart was racing, and it was really just awful. Just a classic case scenario. I could literally feel and hear my accident. I was reliving it all over again. My point is, it’s been over a year and this just hit me out of the blue. It makes me really mad in a sense because I thought I had it beat and felt all of my hard work had been put to shame. But it brought me back to down to earth a bit. Things happen for a reason and you always have to learn something from an experience. I think I just needed my ass kicked a little and The Bourne Ultimatum surely did that. Thanks Matt, I like a good spanking every once in a while (damn this was only in my dreams). Also, I think I just realized I may be dealing with this for the rest of my life and need to accept it.

I am Such a Water Snob

As mentioned before, I quit smoking almost 4 months ago (and I will mention again because I totally kick ass for quitting) and kicking that habit probably has saved me about 150 dollars a month. For about 6 months straight I also seemed to enjoy a 4 dollar venti sugar free vanilla breve latte from Starbucks daily. That monthly habit was costing me about 120 dollars. So, in essence, I was spending 300 dollars a month on legal drugs. When I quit smoking I also quit Starbucks because it was a trigger for me to go their every day and I didn't need to remind myself of drinking a super yummy latte and smoking a wonderfully tasty Marlboro light (as you can see I do still want to be a smoker). I haven't quit coffee I just go for the cheaper version at my local gas station and now only spend 30 dollars a month on coffee. But that is the problem. I stopped one habit for another. Now I am not only buying a XL cup of high octane gas station coffee but I have become a connoisseur of snobby water. Fiji has recently become a favorite of mine. But now I have also found Voss. Today I bought 1 coffee, 1 Voss and 1 Fiji and it was $6.26. Don't get me wrong I really prefer having a water habit but as I always say I have champagne taste on a beer budget. Lately my beer budget has been consisting of Pabst Blue Ribbon instead of Corona if you know what I mean. I don't foresee kicking this habit anytime soon. It will more than likely just be dictated by my bank account.

What I Like About Me

Here are 10 things I like and why. Just thought you needed to know. And if you didn't want to, that is just too bad.

1. I enjoy listening to the radio and hearing songs I have not heard in years. This may be a sign of getting old! For example, I just heard The Eels 'Novocaine for the Soul' and it gave me goosebumps.

2. I like sleeping in. My idea of sleeping in is probably different than yours. I don't want to be waken up by an alarm. So if I get to sleep 'til 7am and the alarm did not wake me up that is considered 'sleeping in'. I don't quite understand why I can wake up at 7am on Saturday morning without the alarm but tend to hit snooze on my alarm 'til 7:30 on the weekdays. Maybe its a sign I hate to work.

3. I like 'punking' out. This is when you make plans to do something and then cancel. Its also even better when you are planning on punking out and the person you are punking on was planning to do the same. I will not punk on important things and require my friends to tell me if the event is punkable or not. This keeps everyone happy.

4. I like that the writers are on strike because I get to watch alot of reality TV (I know this is a shitty statement because lots of people have lost their jobs so don't hate- at least I know its a shitty statement). Hello!!!! Big Brother 9 is slated to start in February. I am not having to wait til summertime.

5. I like wintertime for one reason only. I get to wear Ugg boots all the time. Ok, thought of one more reason. I like snow too.

6. I like reading Playboy. I do enjoy the pictures too. Not going to lie. Those women are just incredibly beautiful. Bitches!

7. I like going to the salon and getting my hair cut and dyed. Don't know why. Guess its just an indulgence.

8. I like to read celebrity gossip. Its a sickness. I am constantly checking www.perezhilton.com and reading US Weekly.

9. I like chapstick, particularly Burts Bees.

10. I like to make lists. No explanation necessary.

Duct Tape Skirt

OK, so I didn't make the duct tape skirt for New Year's. Here is a pic of 2 hot bitches instead. I am so glad its 2008. I hate being in odd years.

Phase 1.5

I have a pretty decent camera and on occasion have been put in charge of taking pictures. Honest, I don't mind. What pisses me off about the whole thing is having to upload the pictures to my laptop and subsequently emailing them out. Just today I was discussing with my mom how I had not sent her the pictures from Thanksgiving. Funny enough I also discussed with my friend Renee how I had some great pictures of us from her kick ass New Year's Eve party. I explained to her how I was on phase 1.5 of sharing the photos. Phase 1.5 being actually transferring the pictures from my camera to my laptop (phase 1 was taking my lazy ass to my car to get the camera out - it had been in there since New Year's). Phase 2 is uploading the pictures to Kodak Gallery and phase 3 is emailing them out to the appropriate parties (lets not forget phase 2.5 is gathering emails). I attempted to upload the New Year's pictures to my Kodak Gallery and after the 4th picture was uploaded the site/software decided to have an unknown error. WTF! I started this project of uploading at 6:30 and the 'unknown failure' happened at 6:52. Really, shouldn't it be alot easier and less time consuming to upload pictures to a website (and for you techies reading this it is not user error)? So after tonite I will be in phase 1.5 for a while. Sorry to those of you that are expecting pictures.