Promotion... promotion

I got promoted!!!!
I'm so tired.
I really wonder how those women do it. Those who have families (husband, kids, mother-in-law maybe, dogs, cats, fish whose tank needs to be cleaned every so often).
I think they have super-power, because I, myself, living alone in a reasonably sized apartment, no husband yet, no pets, and I'm tired.
I've been struggling with myself lately, whether it is good to bring work home and do work on weekends, when all I want to do is just sleep all through the day.
Apparently though, it pays off & I got promoted.
But I'm so tired.
Too many times I read here and there that capricorns super ambitious people, and I don't believe in horoscope. But that one feels so right.
Or is it not the astrology speaking, but more of my obsessive compulsive mind which never lets me rest unless everything is right in its place, or completely done & finished, and that twitch to make everything perfect before I can stop fixing thing? Including my work, which I never feel satisfied of.
Strangely, my boss told me that I am one of the most diligent, absorbent, bright employee he have ever had for as long as he can remember.
"I wish we can have 10 more of you."
I smiled and said thank you, but my mind just felt so tired I felt I can drop dead anytime soon.
I need my sleep, well, actually I need an extra brain and another set of hands, but a good night sleep will do too.

Sweet Insurance

My sweet boyfriend took care of my new car insurance.
He called me yesterday, all of a sudden realizing that that car could have a slight higher rate simply because it's a 'fast' car.
I didn't think of it. Damn it.
But, it's okay, slowly I begin to feel totally infatuated to it - though it's not red, like I always dreamt it would be. Besides, though I'm broke, I take pride on the ownership. I paid it from my own check, down to the very last penny.

Then my boyfriend called me today and let me know how much the insurance will cost me. Not bad, to be honest. Well, it's kind high, but I have expected it would. Still, it's lower then his first insurance rate. I asked him, how can that be?
Well, honey, because the rate for women is lower than for men.
Apparently, there is justice in this world.

However, in my case, little did the insurance guy know, I drive crazier than most men. That's why I now always keep my speed low, coz, God knows what will happen once I lose focus while driving.
I've run through red lights, stop signs (like two thousand three hundred and seventy eight times), gotten off my lane without realizing, almost run the curb over, used the left lane (for the traffic going to the other direction), and let's not even start on parking. When I make a turn, everything in the car shifted to one side.
Like my boyfriend once said to my best friend "I can't tell you how it feels riding with her, you just have to try it yourself. Everybody, I guarantee you, will have their own unique experience."
What!
Such an insult!
But so true.
But it's still an insult!
Anyway, I'm cutting him some slack, because he's my driving guru.
And you know what they say about like teacher like student.
Maybe this time, it's like student like teacher.
Hahaha...
Just kidding hunny.

My New Car, what should we name her?

I bought a car.
I'm broke but happy.
I have never so happily written a check that much of amount to someone I just met.
It's a Mitsubishi Lancer 2003.
My friend said: What? Isn't that kind racing car type?
I don't know. We'll see. (insert devilish smirk here)

Okay, now, let's name the car. I want a female name and I have come up with:
Celine Dion (that's to drive my boyfriend crazy).
I also like the name her Dori, but I don't want her to be all loopy & forgetful.
Or,... Yoko Ono. I don't know why this time. It's just a funny name, I guess.
I want to name her J-Lo, but her butt is not big enough.
I then remembered Gwyneth Paltrow named her baby Apple and all sorts of fruit names started filling into my head. Watermelon, Grape, Chiquita Banana, Pomegranate, Guava...
Arrrghh...
No!
Not fruit.

What about Cleopatra?
Oh I know!
Sitiliciki
BTW, back to the fruit list, chiquita does sound cute.
Gosh, thank God it's a car, not human.

Any ideas?

A gown without a wedding date

A co-worker said today, "my daughter is getting married. She got the dress, got the ring, was proposed. But they haven't set a date yet."
My my, I thought to myself: Just like me then. Hehe...
They said they'll get married in 2006, but I'm leaning towards 2007.
Again, just like me.
And I just smile there, like a fool, saying nothing but offering a symphatetic face.
I don't talk about my personal stuff & they don't know that I'm actually also taking a halt in the wedding stuff.
Weeding stuff is driving me crazy. By the way, I was (and still am) bombarded by junk emails, offering to cater, do the photography, banquets offers, heck, I don't know what else because I just delete them all together. And when I'm feeling bitchy, I make the extra effort to put the addresses under my blocked email addresses list. I tell ya, it feels soooo good.
If I know which vendor sold out my email address, I will call them & give them a piece of my mind.
Anyway, my co-worker said, yes, my future son-in-law needs to straighten up his act, that's why they postpone.
Why? What happened?
Well, he just the kind of person who doesn't think things through.
Such as?
Well, for example, this summer, he signed up to do the triathlon, but he's never was an athlete.
He paid a hundred bucks for that, then he found a trainer to teach him how to swim.
He couldn't swim.
And he almost drowned on the triathlon day because he couldn't swim against the river stream. People had to drag him out of there.
I tried so hard not to laugh, but I just couldn't.
I know I should NOT laugh at it but how could you not?
Thank God he's okay, but man, that dude is stupid.
Then I thought to myself, well then, his daughter's case is not exactly like mine then.
Cause the reason why we put the wedding in a halt is because we're smart.
And we have our own reasons.
And I quietly smile and went back to my work.

Another one

Another Bomb in Bali.
Stupid, disgusting, bloody terrorists.
I wonder what they'll do once they die and ooops... they find out that they're not going to heaven.