Archive for April, 2004

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There are some lessons in life that people need to learn. For one thing, don’t wear thin white pants with colored underwear. C’mon now, isn’t that common sense? Well, it’s common sense unless you want people to be able to see the thong that you’re wearing through the pants.

Now, let me just say that it’s not common practice for me to stare at women’s butts and laugh at their unsightly pantylines. No siree. On my walk towards the train station after work the other day, I happen to notice that a woman in front of me was wearing linen pants. I noticed the pants because they looked just like the pair of linen pants that I have and I know how comfortable they are to wear. For the record, mine are not white.

Anyways, I was thinking how comfortable she must be when I noticed that I could sorta see through her pants. Then I realized that not only can you see her underwear, but that she was wearing a thong and that the thong had color to it.

Yes, not only do I eavesdrop on conversations, but I also notice how people commit clothing crimes.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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I remember when I was reading a palmistry (palm reading) book a while ago, they described different types of hands and finger shapes. One of the finger shapes was called a spatula. I couldn’t quite imagine what spatula-shaped fingers lookedl ike because I don’t think I ever saw them before.

Recently though, I did see someone with spatula-shaped fingers. It turns out that the owner of those hands is a massage therapist of sorts. I suppose all the muscle kneeding flattened her finger pads. Heh.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Things that I looked forward to tonight… sleeping in my own bed and using my fluffy towel. For the past three nights, I slept in different types of “beds.”

Bed #1: lumpy roll-away cot. Here’s a bit of traveling advice: the fewer the stars the hotel your staying at has, the more worn out the mattress pad on roll-away beds will be and the more likely you will be able to feel the springs underneath.

Bed #2: half of a full-sized bed (I sleep on my own full sized bed at home)

Bed #3: the 2 cushions of a sofa placed on the floor (surprisingly comfortable, but because there were only 2 cushions, the gap was in a spot that wasn’t as good for support)

The towels at our hotel was so thin and worn out that they pretty much lost all absorbency. They were good for smearing the post-shower water so that it could evaporate off my skin. You don’t really appreciate a fluffy absorbent towel until you’ve had a really bad one.

My Vegas trip was still fun though, despite our 4th place finish in our pool, which because we qualified for the 2nd highest pool, makes us 9th out of 25 in the tournament at our site.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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*whew* I ALMOST lost my flight for this weekend. Tip #1: Always write down your confirmation number. Tip #2: Always keep the print out of the flight confirmation in a place you’ll remember. Tip #3: When speaking to the airline agent, be sure to specify AM or PM for your flight. That is all. Bon Voyage (credit to j for the suggestion of ‘Bon Voyage’).

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Yuck. I hate it when somebody on the train sits down next to me and completely REEKS of something awful. Ah, the joys of public transportation. I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s a much cheaper alternative than driving.

Scarf Girl, holding her breath.

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Whatever happened to the Razor scooter anyways? Did the craze die along with the dot-coms? A few years back, I remember seeing people rolling down the street in their shiny scooters. They’d weave down the sidewalk avoiding pedestrians like those crazy drivers on the highway who weave through traffic.

I remember the first generation of scooters which had no frills like a shoulder strap, shock absorbers and hand brakes. C’mon… if you have no chance of straining your wrists or losing some teeth, then you’re not really getting the full Razor scooter experience.

Speaking of the shoulder strap, I remember seeing a guy on the train using the shoulder strap that came from a Razor scooter for his laptop bag. I suppose he’s a former dot-commie who has retired his scooter. At least the strap is being put to good use!

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Are you supposed to get presents for your boss’ birthday? If you don’t, will they think less of you? If you do, does it appear as though you’re trying to suck up? When I think about it, there’s pretty much no right way to approach the situation. Either way, you’re on the bad side of the fence.

Okay, so let’s say you do get something. What would be an appropriate gift? Chances are, your boss makes more money than you and could probably buy whatever you got for them. Do you spend a lot? Do you spend very little? How much is too much? What makes you not appear cheap?

I racked my brain lately because my boss’ birthday is soon. She makes enough money to pretty much buy whatever she likes. So in that situation, what do you buy for someone who has everything? I decided that I wouldn’t buy anything, but instead, decided to bake something. I suppose in a way it’s similar to elementary school kids making cards for their teachers. Hope she likes it!

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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“You know, it’s surprising that you’re not really fat considering you’re always stuffing yourself.” Now, is that a compliment? I suppose it is.

I was having my mid-afternoon snack, and since I didn’t have any proper snacks (chips, crackers, etc) I reached for my box of Honey Bunches of Oats (now on sale at Albertsons!). I offered some to my neighbor, and she seemed to like them. I kept munching on them, but decided to stop before I ate the entire box and made some comment like that. That’s when she said the bit about me always eating. What can I say? I like to eat.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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My friend and I had chick flick marathon 3, although it wasn’t much of a marathon as we watched only 3 movies together. Actually, she watched 1 before I got there, so in a way, it was still a marathon. We watched:

1) The Prince & Me
2) Under the Tuscan Sun
3) An Affair to Remember

It’s amazing how 30 miles away, the weather can be so different.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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I remember back when I was a kid, I playedt his computer game called, “Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego?” It’s an educational game where they give you clues to where Carmen might possibly be. By the time you figure things out and get to a place, she’d be some place else. I don’t think I ever caught up with her; maybe that’s because my geography stinks.

So one of my friends will be embarking on an almost-year-long journey around the world. He sent out a rough sketch of his journey and boy, he’s going to have a grand time stomping around the world in his flip flops; something he has already done much of in the past. I swear he’s got some amazing flip flops.

Perhaps I’ll do a small side page dedicated to his journey. Maybe I shall call it, “Where in the World are Those Flip Flops?” Afterall, I don’t know many people who would have the courage to take leave from their job (and be able to…) for 1 year and travel around the world on their own…and wearing only flip flops! I’d need some mighty good hiking shoes. Happy trails!!

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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