16/30 – Why I sometimes hate Latin music

So, it's not always.  I actually like it quite often.  When do I not like it?  Oh, maybe on a Sunday afternoon when it's sunny out and cool enough to have the windows open and the air off?  Maybe when the complete putos that live behind us think that it's okay to BLAST their music?  When they have their stereo backed up against the fence that separates our yards?  When they have it as cranked as it can possibly go because they're outside working….IN THEIR FRONT YARD?!?!?!

…..in the ghetto…on a cold and gray Chicago morn another little baby child is born….in the ghetto…..

Seriously, is it time to move yet?

In all the places I've lived besides Miami, I have never dealt with this.  Not in podunk PA, not within the city limits of Pittsburgh, not on Long Island, not in Colorado, not even in north Florida.  I cannot for the life of me understand it.  I guess, the lack of respect for others around you.  Grrrr.

On happier notes, the Dolphins won as did the Steelers in a wild game over the Chargers.  Pittsburgh 12 penalities, San Diego 1?  Nope, not lopsided at all.  But I do feel sorry for the Bolts because they keep losing in such crappy manners.

Well, I'm off to watch Lovey make cookies.  I hope that your weekend was lovely and all is well in your respective worlds even if I don't make it to each of your worlds to say so.

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14/30 – ROCO Friday

Typically I would do this sort of thing a little earlier in the day, but you know how I do.

It's the weekend, ya'll, so I hope you truly do ROCO.  All I can say is that mine started out fantabulous.  How much better can it be when you start out with a University roll (salmon and avocado), follow it with Steak Kushiyaki (grilled steak on a stick), make a total pig of yourself with Pork Gyoza, and then and only then, finish it off with Chicken Pad Thai.

Let the congregation say, ROCO!

I swear to you, in front of Vox and the world, that I would eat sushi every single day of my life and more than likely never get tired of it.  You know, if it weren't for the probable mercury levels and the sodium in the edamame that I love so much.

(the typos I just had to fix were something horrendous)

I'm just procrastinating now.  I have two papers that I have to write before Sunday.  All the stuff is right there in my head but it doesn't want to come out.  I thought that writing here might help.  Not so much.

I guess I'll go back to watching Solo Boxeo Tecate and trying to push out one of these papers.

You know what I'm about.  ROCO.

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12/30 – It’s alive!

No work for me today.  I had to take the ROCO mobile in for a little more lovin and take the girls in for a followup.

I am one lucky beeotch.  Distance between mechanic and doctor = 1.5 blocks.  So I dropped off the car and walked down to the doctor.

Saw my incisions for the first time today.  Not too bad.  Didn't know that the internal sutures would have each end sticking out of me.  I looked like Frankenstein.

Quick and painless appointment.  Hahaha, I have a package of 10 massages which means someone else rubs 'em.

As I was going to get in the elevator after my appointment, my phone rang.  MECHANIC!  Hey, your car's done.  Does it get any better than that?

Life is good.

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