Monday, June 29, 2009
I don't believe all friendships are meant to last forever. People come and go way too fast from our lives to keep in touch with everybody. I have moved a dozen times, from South America to Asia, to Sunny California. Now here I must have moved at least seven to eight times in the last seven years. Inevitably, I have left some relationships along the way. Also, I've never been one to need a shoulder to cry on. Yes, sometimes is good to let it all out of your system, but there's nothing therapeutic about it for me. I don't feel "Whoa, I'm glad is all out." I mostly feel "Ooook...that was unnecessary...*awkwardness*" Not to say I don't like to unwind or that I don't need friends, but unlike most people, I think I could do without any close relationships. I usually sabotage things along the way anyway, and I feel the only close relationship I need is the one with my family. And by family I mean mom, dad, and sister, maaaaybe brothers, sure why not.
But there's at least one person I wouldn't mind keeping in my life forever and ever. We went to Borders today, had coffee, browsed at some books and my night couldn't have ended any better. Now, I'm not one to get all mushy about stuff like this. I'm surprised she can get an "I love you" out of me! My sister recently told me she tells my dad "I love you" everyday and I just sat there astonished. Who loves everyday?!?! I mean, seriously, who freakin feels emotions everyday? She then proceeded to explain to me that for every two times her heart beats, mine only beats once. Makes perfect sense to me. For reals now, who emotes every-freakin-day?
Regardless, I truly care for this person. She's awesome and I will definitely be attending her funeral if she dies and shed a tear......Was that weird?
Aaaaaanyweirdmorbidthoughtsofmine, I love you boo!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Set in the Paris, Mid-19th century, "La Rondine" is a beautiful three-act opera by Giacomo Puccini. It was performed at the Metropolitan Opera on December 31st, 2008, and I had the awesome chance to catch it today on KOCE TV. The NY Times was somewhat critical of the performance, but since I'm no opera expert, it seemed beautifully done to me. To my untrained eye, this operetta was poignant in every scene; I didn't catch any of the staccato sounds in their voices, that Anthony Tommasini from the New York Times did.
This is the story of how love is not always enough. Magda is Rambaldo's mistress, he's an older man and she doesn't love him, though she seems thoroughly happy on the first act. On the second act Magda meets Ruggero, who is somehow acquainted to Rambaldo. They fall in love. Magda tells Rambaldo that she has fallen in love and she's leaving. By the end of the second scene, Magda and Ruggero confess their love to each other. At the beginning of act 3, Magda and Ruggero are living in a cottage by the sea. Their bills are mounting and they don't know how they will pay them. Ruggero has written to his parents asking for permission to marry Magda, and they accept, thinking he's marrying a chaste, virtuous woman. Magda knows she couldn't possibly marry Ruggero because of her past and after finding out Rambaldo wants her back, she tells Ruggero the truth of who she is and goes back to Rambaldo, breaking Ruggero's heart in that final emotional scene.
Beautiful opera, I only hope to be able to be part of the live audience one day.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Of all the creatures, man is the most detestable. Of the entire brood, he is the only one that possesses malice. He is the only creature that inflicts pain for sport, knowing it to be pain. The fact that man knows right from wrong proves his intellectual superiority to the other creatures; but the fact that he can do wrong proves his moral inferiority to any creature that cannot.
Cria cuervos y te sacaran los ojos.
I must have been a black man from the south living in the late 19th century in my past life, because I just can't get enough of the blues. I go through different music phases. One day I can't stand anything in english and want just spanish songs, other days I can't stand anything contemporary and just want rock classics. One day I love Lady Gaga, the next I'm banging my head against the wheel when "poker face" plays on the radio. But I never EVER get tired of listening to Blues music. That been said, if I could wake up to the live sound of B.B. King playing the guitar, I would donate all my earthly possessions and live off of fava beans and Chianti, if that makes sense. And if Eric Clapton would join my bluesy fantasy, then, well I might as well eat the liver too! And I would officially change my name to Layla. Know what? From now on, it's Layla for y'all.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
I had some delicious Caribbean food today. I am now holding a séance for my will power. Talk to me! I know you are still with me in spirit! I did, however, manage to abstain from the delicious pizza I was offered today at work.
I got a hug from my boss' cousin...who I happen to find quite attractive...who is married...and about to have a baby...damaged goods...
I think my dog needs his anal glands expressed...dammit!
I was able to eat a fruit salad and yogurt and say no to pizza. That's a first.
I just found the perfect hat...now I need $225. Hats give you a certain gravitas, dontcha think?
I just met with a longtime friend who I hadn't seen in over a year. Really, really awesome. Got another hug. Two in a day, that's a first! And he said my haircut plus my ensemble looked very "french." Given that they invented the tongue, it's a huge compliment!
Friday, June 19, 2009
I don't want to say I have been dieting, but I have been more conscious about what I eat lately. I've been working out pretty much every day, even if it's just 10 push-ups, 20 sit-ups, 20 squats and some cardio. I make sure I get at least 20 minutes of physical activity every day. I'm drinking more water than ever and I probably have one glass of soda every two weeks. I don't crave junk food like I used to. All in all I've probably lost good five pounds already and I gotta lose five more if I wanna win a bet I made with my coworker. There's $50 at stake!
The balance now reads 119-120. I'm happy with that. I've been a good girl and I deserve a reward. New sundress, here I come!
UPDATE: Scratch all of that!!! I haven't worked out in 4 days!! Damn you cozy bed!!!! Damn YOU!!!!!
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Love this movie and just watched it again last night. Yeah, yeah, the beautiful Jane Fonda had such an amazing, complex character, blah, blah, blah . . . To me she was eclipsed by the gorgeousness that is Donald Sutherland. I bet you he's one of those guys who still carries handkerchiefs in their pockets. . . handkerchiefs! And he'll give it to you if he sees you crying! Aww!
I gotta meet this man before he has a heart attack on me. Seriously, where does he live? LA right? If I move to LA, I could get a job there, do an internship for the Tonight Show with Conan, AND I could stalk Donald on my free time. My obsession will be fulfilled!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Day in and day out I try not to kill customers, that is what I do for a living. Well, I help them get glasses, but they come out of that office in one piece because in my delusions of grandeur, I am God and I choose to let them live another day. Rarely, and I mean raaaaaarely, do I come across a simple, nice, courteous, uncomplicated patient. But I did last year, and he returned this year, as lovely as ever. He is the nicest man I have ever met. He cooks and he gardens. Who has time to do that?! So while I feel like Rappaccini's daughter inside that office, he looks like he's on vacation everyday.
Today he comes in and says he brought cucumbers and zucchini from his garden and gave it to me. Now, I haven't tasted a cucumber since my parents stopped forcing me to eat vegetables, I'm a frustrated vegetarian, who loves animals...on her plate. So as I accepted the first gift I have ever been given by a patient, I considered keeping a cucumber in the fridge to remind me that my job is appreciated. Then I got home and remembered I have to work Friday, my day off. So we cut the cucumber and ate it.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
I suddenly have the urge to watch Hamlet, the Kenneth Branagh version. Oh, any Shakespeare play will do! But for now I'll keep on watching Nathaniel Hawthorne's "Twice-Told Tales." It's on TV now and thank God for the digital era. I suddenly now have a movie channel and it's all black-and-white, 1940's-1960's stuff! Thank you converter box!
Saturday, June 13, 2009
I saw this guy on the freeway and said to myself: "I should take a picture of that!" But then decided against it thinking the bike was going to fast for me. THEN! I had an Anderson Cooper moment and said why the hell not? I went after that guy like sooner than Anderson can say "I wanna be your boo." I felt like I was going after a huge story! Haha! It felt good. I don't know what kind of person goes around openly showing off their latest murder victim, but I did not want him to see me taking a picture of that poor soul. I didn't want to end up in a hole with a guy over me saying: "It rubs the lotion on it's skin, or else it gets the hose again."
Monday, June 8, 2009
So after weeks and weeks of desperately trying to contain my excitement of knowing I would see the love of my life in person for the first time, I finally saw him! He's so skinny! and handsome, and funny, and charming, and. . . well, you get the point.
He did a telenovela bit in which he was "Conando" and now I wanna name the child I won't have Conando. Then he interviewed David Duchovny and the girl from land of the lost (Do not ask me to look her name up). David was funny and when Conan asked what his 7-year-old son was interested in, David said: "His penis." A very funny, somewhat disturbing conversation ensued, mainly Duchovny describing how his little boy said "it" had a mind of its own and Conan saying "it does!" Funny, funny stuff.
Then comedian Bill Burr did a funny stand up about batteries, kids, and wanting to kill himself out of pure, sheer laziness. . . again, funny funny stuff.
Can't wait to see him again!