Archive for January, 2002

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It’s a pretty small world out there. So my friend who has the hee horse site, has been reading my blog. It’s funny that he only knew about my blog because I linked his page to mine. Well, every so often, I mention Dardy in it. Well, my friend sent me an email the other day mentioning that a friend of his used to talk about this guy named Dardy who grew up in Texas and went to “that school” for college. [okay, so I added the “that school” part because of the rivalry. heehee]

It’s pretty funny how small the world is and how you find that people you randomly meet know the same people that you do. So does everybody know everybody else? Maybe that 6-degrees of separation is true afterall.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Knowlege is power. That is the statement of the day. Knowledge is entertaining too. Heh heh. So I checked my email this morning and received one from one of my old co-workers who is still working for the company. I met up with him recently and found out that he had basically taken over my old job, which is somewhat a step down for him since he used to do that job until he got his move up the corp ladder. That’s gotta kinda suck for him, but at least he has a job and gets to work out of home in his pajamas. He actually told me that he didn’t like working from home because there’s no separation between work and home. Makes sense to me. Now I wonder if working from home is something I’d ever want to do.

So in the email, there was an email string involving about 6 people, all of whom are trying to figure out how to do something. My old boss doesn’t know, none of the account execs know, nobody knows. Heh heh, except my old team, and one other guy. Eventually, I was the one who took care of this stuff because it just turned out that way. Well, we were all laid off, and I guess this was one detail they forgot to look into. I wonder why that is, because the product generates quite a bit of money every month for the company. So I was reading the email conversation, and NOBODY knew how to do this one thing. People were writing back and forth asking if anybody knows how to do this or who they could ask to find out. Eventually, one of the account execs threw out my name because I was the one who took care of his issues for him.

Well, at one point, I told my old co-worker that since he’s doing my old job, which had evolved a little since he switched positions, and that if he had any questions, I’d be more than happy to help HIM out. The thing is, I asked if this is part of his responsibilities, and he said it’s not really. So now I won’t feel so bad if I don’t help them out. The thing is, they had already asked him TWICE if he knew how to do things. Oh well, to heck with them I say!

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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So I managed to catch the last part of today’s Simpsons episode and I heard the funniest thing. Homer was riding on this mule and it was getting kinda tired. I suppose all that weight it had to carry wore it down. Anyways, Homer noticed the mule slowing down so he said, “Looks like I need some fuel for my mule.. some gas for my ass.” Hahahaha. I thought that was funny, but maybe I’m weird that way. heehee.

SG, signing off.

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What a lovely day outside. Of course, it’s cold too. Too bad I just lazed around all day. heh heh.

SG, signing off.

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So I was talking to one of my friends again who usually stirs up some topics for me to write about. This time, we came to the topic of trophy SOs and whatnots. What is it that you look for when searching for that special someone? Do you look for good status? Do you look for something who’s got a good high-paying job? Do you look for someone really good-looking in the eyes of everybody?

I would say that many people want someone who would they can show off to their friends. I mean, it’s pretty important that your friends like your SO, but how nice would it feel if they all thought your SO was so incredibly great? Wouldn’t that make you really proud? Then you go toting your SO around to everyone like he/she is some sort of trophy. Something for other people to admire but cannot have.

Do you know anybody who has an SO that you’ve met and haven’t really thought all that much about them? Okay, they’re a nice person and all, but you’re thinking, “What does he see in her? Why is she out with that guy anyways?” Perhaps, these people who have chosen SOs for less of an obvious reason aren’t out to find trophies. They like the person for who they are, and not what image they have to others. Beauty is only skin deep…You can’t buy love…yadi yada.

I guess that’s all I really have to say about this for now. Maybe I’ll come up with something later. Have a happy lazy Sunday afternoon. It’s not raining, contrary to forecasts…

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Wow, it was actually a somewhat quick tournament. Heh heh, I’m all warm and toasty now. Geez, that place was SO COLD! I had my blanket and everything too. Not too shabby again either. My girls played much better than 2 weeks ago, but they’re going to have to play hard next week if they want a good shot at getting into the Junior Olympics.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Man, you know it’s early when you get up and it’s still dark out. Well, off to the tournament I go. Wishing my girls good luck.

SG, signing off.

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Mental note for future topic: dating trophies.

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Just when I thought the search was over, it wasn’t. Heh, I went shopping today for some clothes, but couldn’t find anything. Gee, I really don’t like the styles today. Oh well, I’ll keep looking.

Scarf Girl, being random.

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How do you like to spend your birthdays? Do you like to do the big party where you have all of your friends there wishing you a happy birthday? Do you like to go out and party till dawn and the wake up with a big hangover? How about a small intimate dinner with close family and friends? Or would you just rather forget that you had a birthday?

So then, this begs the questions: Do you go around telling people it’s your birthday? I’ve wondered whether or not it’s appropriate to announce to people, “Hey, my birthday is coming up!” The thing is, whenever I found out that it was a friend’s birthday, I felt like I need to acknowledge their birthday with a present of some sort. I mean, there’s nothing wrong with giving people presents. Afterall, who doesn’t like to receive one right? The thing is now that they’ve told me it’s their birthday, am I supposed to do something about it? Do they expect something from me because they know that I know?

Then there’s that part where they give you a gift for your birthday, so you sorta have to give them something back. Gosh, it’s all one big gigantic headache sometimes. Heehee. I mean, if somebody gave me something for my birthday, I absolutely HAVE to return the gesture. I mean, it’s kind enough that someone remembered my birthday AND they gave me a present! The thing is, I don’t usually expect anything back anymore when I give presents to people on their birthdays. I mean, I think it’s already great to receive random phone calls and cards sent to me on my birthday. If they thought of me, well, gee, that’s kind of enough already. Heh, the thing is, around my birthday, I kinda lay low. I don’t talk about birthdays at all if I can help it, unless it’s with people who know when my birthday is. You know why? Because once you start talking about birthdays, then someone will naturally ask what the date is. Then I’d have to tell them, and then they’d wonder if they should give me a gift. I’m strange that way.

When I find out someone’s birthday, I write it down right away so I don’t forget. If I’m hanging out with them when their birthday rolls around, I’ll probably get them a present of some sort. And what happens often after that is we’d still hang out and my birthday kinda floats by. I don’t say anything about it, and then afterwards they’ll give me the “Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday??”

The best example of people asking me about it afterwards was my vball girls. We had a team dinner the day after my birthday. Of course, being the nosy 14-year-olds that they were, someone asked me about my age. I told her 25, and someone else said, “I thought you said you were 24?” Then I said that I turned 25. Of course they all wanted to know when, I and I told them, “Yesterday.” Hahaha, they all had shocked looks on their faces. “Why didn’t you SAY anything? We would’ve given you a present, or at least a card!!” Then they all broke out singing happy birthday to me. Man, was my face all red. Heehee. It was really cute though. Then at the next practice, I received, a card and a small gift. That was really nice of them. heh heh.

So I’ve spent my birthday different ways in my lifetime. Mostly, I’ve had pretty peaceful ones. Nothing big. Just spent it with my family. Last year, I spent it up in tahoe, but also I had a 3-person birthday party beforehand. That was pretty cool. This year, I spent the day flying back from Vegas, having a nice family dinner at home, and being a shoulder to cry on for one of my friends. I don’t know how other people turn 25, but yeah, this was how I spent that day. I am still getting random belated birthday wishes, which is all good.

Scarf Girl, wishing you all a happy birthday, whenever that happens to be.

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