I AM ODD

I just figured out I am one of those odd people. The other day I was looking for a transcript and ran across some phonebooks (you know, the ones that you WROTE someone’s phone number on). I decided that it would be a good idea to see if anyone popped up in MySpace or Classmates. Some people from my past did, so I decided to email them and say “hello!”

Even though everyone that I contacted said “hi!” back, I still feel a little odd. Why do I keep all my old phonebooks and letters? Why do I have the need to reach out? I have had a fun life and hope that everyone that was with me at the time feels the same way, but does that mean that 15 years from now these people want to hear from me?

Yes, you are right, I need to give up and only search for people I currently know. That is going to be hard and will take a little getting used to, but it beats being that weird girl that doesn’t let go of things.

By the way, I do welcome odd people, so if anyone from my past knows me please email me, don't be shy, I would love to hear from you!

Love Me, Love My Doll - Creepy

I pride myself in being an open minded individual. I think that people have the right to live their life however they see fit, but nothing, and I mean NOTHING, could prepare me for the BBC America Reveals - Love Me, Love My Doll program. My mouth remained opened in disbelief throughout the whole show.

The 60-minute episode was about people, well, better said, men that have “relationships” with dolls. You know those real looking, life size dolls that cost thousands of dollars. When I say “relationship” I mean that these men actually think that they are having a boyfriend/girlfriend type of relationship with the doll. Some of them have actually given up dating, like one guy said “organic” women to pursuit, is pursuit the right word here?, cohabitating with dolls! One guy even went as far as to take family pictures with his plastic, perfectly proportioned, girlfriend.

I saw Lars and the Real Girl a couple of months back and thought that the movie a little kooky. The flick deals with a guy that buys a doll and lives with it until he meets a real girl. I guess the movie idea had to come from somewhere. Man, I have seen it all now.

By the way I LOVE the BBC’s Reveals series. It is kinda like FX, but with real people.

My Adventures in Plastic Surgery

If you guys ever want your self esteem to go way down go see a plastic surgeon. Why would anyone want that? I dunno, but this doctor completely ripped my rose color glasses off my face and proceeded to beat me up while I was desperately looking for them.

I have been loosing weight lately, but after having three kids your body just does not look like it is supposed to. I am thinking of having the surgery next summer and thought that it would be a good idea to go and see several doctors and have all my questions answered.

Anyway, back to my story. There is absolutely no way to look cute in that room. Fluorescent lighting does not do anyone any good! Secondly, you are given a paper robe and tiny mesh underwear that is many sizes too big. The doctor comes in and quickly removes the robe. Why the robe is there, I don’t know, maybe to let you keep a small piece of dignity. The doctor pretty much has his way with you, he puts his hands all over your body and NOT those feel good places either! He squashes your boobies for you to see what they will look like after surgery. He then makes you lie down and with all his might pull every fatty, pump or is it the lumps? down to show you what changes you can expect after he is done with you.

At some point I asked the doctor what the chances were of me being able to get an implant rather than getting a breast lift and he replies “with the massive sagging…” All I could say was “I don’t think I will EVER be able to be naked in front of anyone again”. He replies “No, do not worry, we see naked people all the time”. “No, I don’t mean that, I just don’t think I could ever show my saggy titties to anyone again!”

If that was not all, his female assistant is standing right there taking notes and looking at you! The stomping on the self esteem does not end there, once the consult is over the assistant takes pictures of you in the most embarrassing poses ever. She takes the befores and those pics are all I will forever see while trying to strike a sexy pose in bed.

No dinner, no cash, I had never felt so used before. All I could do was gather what little dignity I had left, put my clothes on, and walk out of that room with my head held high.

Out and About

Fun night. I meet up with some of my college buddies and we headed to a UH Hispanic Association revival meeting at Open City. It was fun to see some people that I had not see in years. After Open City and dinner we headed to Zeppelin where we enjoyed some good old fashion shaking. Good times.

Momacation

I just got back from my momacation to Boston. I visited my last place of employment, it was really nice to see some of my old coworkers again. It reminded me that I really, really, miss having a job. I miss the birthdays, happy hours, and get-togethers. I am a people person - don't you all just hate when someone says that?! - so I miss the everyday people interaction. Anyway, back to my momacation. I also had dinner with some friends, that was nice. On the weekend I did some driving and sightseeing in New Hampshire. I LOVE IT!! I had completely forgotten how nice the weather is this time of year and how absolutely crisp the sky looks. If I ever win the lotto - don't jinx me - I will buy a little bitty summer house in New England. Ahh, wishing.

Update

Wow, it thought updating this thing would be fast and easy, but like usual I am incredibly busy, so it might take me a little longer than expected.