Minerva's Mindless Memoirs

Since I can confidently say, I won't be leader of the free world, the inventor of time travel or have the highest grossing movie/music career ever; I created my little FORUM OF CRAP where I vent when I need to. What you find are various queries, tirades, ramblings, opinions and feelings. I may get deep, I might be shallow; but I’ll always be real. If I offend you, it’s unintended (unless I say it is), but I bet you’ll laugh. Enjoy and don't be afraid to comment!!! PLEASE COMMENT!!!

1.30.2005

Analicia Marie

On September 2, 1982 at 12:36 my life changed for ever. I was no longer the only child, I was the big brother. She's smarter, prettier, and a much greater human being that I could ever be. She's about to graduate from St. Ed's and become part of the real world. She's more than ready. Is the world ready for her?
Since she was barely walking she has had an affinity for injuries and illness. She's had more stitches on her chin than I have on my entire body. She's had nine stitches on her forehead, 6 on her chin, two on her head. She's broken her wrist, busted her knee, popped herself in the face with a CG rifle, got a concussion in her own car and has jammed her fingers a few times. Aside from injuries, she's got terrible allergies, bad vision and that just begins the list.
Well, due to one of her illnesses, she now has to have surgery in two weeks and I'm worried like crazy. She's actually going to be fine, and it's a minor surgery, but how much more is gonna be put on her? She's my little sister and I don't like to see her go through this shit because she shouldn't have to.
I'm very fortunate. I'm the one that played around with the drugs and alcohol and am still here to talk about it. I've put myself in stupid situations and have luckily made it out alive or healthy. I guess we are all supposed to have a certain amount of shit in our lives and I put myself through self-imposed injury/illness. Others receive the equivalent in their own respect. Maybe we're just given certain things to put us through tests in life. I have no answers. All I know is that it bothers to see my little sister hurting. She doesn't need or deserve this, but that's not my decision. I suppose I just needed to vent. Keep her in your prayers and wish her the best.
I LOVE YOU, ANALICIA!!!

1.27.2005

It's not like I was gone for a month

So I was ill on Tuesday and yesterday afternoon. The office acted as if the world was going to end. I got two phone calls for 2-second answers. Both of which could have waited til I got back or could have been worked around. There are privileges to being the only that knows certain things around the office, but then OMG does it suck if you ever want to be sick. Job security is a BITCH!!! I actually have more job security here than anywhere else but now I can't be sick. I guess that's what happens when you're so reliable. (wink, wink) So why am I bitching? I should be glad that it's just a 3-day stomach virus. Of course, I am behind like crazy. A co-worker of mine had taken the month of January off to work out-of-state and she did a portion of my work for me. Now that I am doing hers and my work, it's gotten a little hectic. I get caught up in one area, but the others are so far behind and it's time-consuming. I could ask for help from some of the others here, but they're bogged down too without her. Luckily I will be getting an assistant next week which is going to help BOTH departments. I am so excited. It might even be another week, but I'm still getting someone. I've even had to do some work at home (wah, wah, wah) to get a little caught up. God forbid I put extra time into my job. Whatever!?! The most beneficial part of me getting an assistant is not having to hear myself BITCH all the time. Love, ME

1.24.2005

Slow this big rock down!!!

So this week, I have Choir, school, choir, community service, convention, convention, and convention. Will I ever get to sleep??? I hate the fact that I am such a procrastinator (see Mr Roboto). One of these days I'll start things early and not have to worry at the last minute. OF course, I did join two choir within two weeks. I did put off the CSR until the end of the month. All I do is bitch, bitch, bitch. What sucks is that my only excuse is to watch TV. Luckily "I Love the 90's has shown all of it's new episode and the only thing I really NEED to watch is AI. Gotta feed the addiction. Oh well, off to start my evening. This week will have short entries if I do some at all. SORRY :(

1.22.2005

Dirty Girl needed a bath!!!

Dixie Normus is clean again. I gave her a bath two days ago and she is so happy. Of course I'm too lazy to give her the special treatment and do it by hand. I went to my favorite type of car wash-the one with the foam spinnie-things. I've always loved the way they clean a car. But there are still a few spots that don't get as clean as I would like them: behind the mirrors and in the center of the back bumper. What insolent fool designed these car washes to leave the car dirty. Perhaps someone just as lazy as me. Someone that tested and tested, but never found a solution. He figured no one is gonna complain that 96.4% of their car would get clean and leave a little bit of dirt that can be wiped off with a towel. I'm the dumbass that got a towel out to dry it and STILL missed the spot. What I really need to worry about is Dixie's dirtiest places. Much like her Daddy, Dixie's needs an interior cleaning that may take some time. In the two years that I have owned her, she turned two on Jan 20, I have cleaned the windows from the inside ONCE. That was about 3 months after I got her. Do you know how much resin is on the inside of that car. There are footprints on the windows, happyfaces and little baby's feet (not from real babies). I should have been more loving. Even though she's a dirty girl, I still love her. I dumped Kate after two years, but I think Dixie will be around for a bit longer. Mainly because Daddy can't afford to change very much right now. Maybe in a year, Dixie will leave me and be replaced by newer model. Who knows? Sorry so lame...Maybe next time.

1.21.2005

Domo Arigato, Mr Roboto

When I was a little "mijito" back in the late 70's we had television with 4-5 channels. Radio was cool and record players were cool. Tapes were just beginning to become super bad-ass (does anyone use them anymore?) and 8-tracks were on the way out. Movies passed through town and you had to wait 3-4 years for it to hit the small screen and that's only if it was good. There wasn't a huge variety of choices for entertainment for those that didn't have cable access. If you missed Charlie's Angels, Falcon Crest, Dynasty or Wonder Woman, TOUGH SHIT! Now, we have VCR's (about to die), DVD's, CD's (what happened to vinyl?), internet, 3 million movies per weekend, 18 million channels on TV and the Grand-daddy of evil...The DVR (sometimes lovingly referred to as TiVo). Now I can have my cake and eat it too. I can go anywhere and do anything with the comfort of knowing that my shows are being recorded, and I only have to ask the box once. It will record the whole series if you ask. I can rewind and pause live TV. What will they think of next, perhaps a direct link to my brain that changes channels with the blink of an eye...Literally. I guess I'm just spouting off because I've only had DVR access for about a week and I'm in heaven. Am I complaining? YES, because now I have a valid excuse to not do my homework or work at home. But then through the internet I can connect to my office. Why go in when I can work on my blog at home? I'm just kidding. It just means that I have to have self-control and MAKE myself do the important things. I have a bad habit of passing the blame on everything and everyone I can. Why do I have to be more responsible??? !!! CALL 9-Wah-Wah...We need a Wah-mbulance !!! Dave's growing up now and wants life handed to him on a sliver platter. Somebody SLAP me!!! In all honesty, I love my DVR and all of the other "grown-up toys" that I am lucky to have. I guess even big boys need to whine sometimes. On a different note: I didn't think I was gonna have anything to say in my blog and I just vented about my own lack of initiative. This blog thing might be a better release for me than I thought. Thanks Raf and Monkey, you've been a true inspiration.

1.20.2005

Superstar!!!

I have an addiction and don't know why. Perhaps AIA meetings could help me through this. Twelve steps of recovery: 1) Admitting I'm powerless over Simon, Paula and Randy, 2) Believing that greater programming could restore me to sanity, 3) Turning my will over to the remote control, 4) Making a fearless inventory of all moronic shows that are my guilty pleasures... Nah! As much as I hate to admit it. "I am stuck on Band-Aid brands, cause Band-Aid's stuck on me." AMERICAN IDOL IS BACK!!! WooHoo!!! I already have a few favorites...who knows how far they will go. My heart went out to poor Regina who had to pawn her wedding rings to be able to stay. Anwar can sing, but damn, get a haircut...and get rid of those pants. Constantine, kewl for now-won't make it too far. He's got a neat rock edge to him. Mr Travis Tucker-the boy can sing, the boy can dance, but is he IDOL material. There are a few others i won't mention here, that have the pipes and might go far. But I'm not a judge. Now for the rest...I think the only reason that some of the "BAD" ones make it through are because they genuinely think they are good. I've been told I have a good voice...yeah, good for a choir, but not American Idol. I'm better than some of these people. My friends will tell me when I suck. Do they not have friends, or at least hearing ones? I couldn't lie to my friends like that. I'll tell them when they sound bad. "Hate me! At least I don't have to listen to you." What was up with that black Annie wannabe K-WEEN? If his/her song was any longer an Asiatic elephant could have gotten pregnant and had her calf. Ms Jillian Benet was so cute and sweet when she walked in lookin like Julia Stiles. But when they said "No!" -DAMN! Someone needs to tell this bitch to grow up. Then there was that poor girl "sent by God", grovelling. There is no need for any of these people to be on their knees begging for a shot. If you got it, you got it. My favorite horrible person has got to be Mary Roach. I think she was auditioning for "Exorcist V: Beauty School Dropout?" She said her voices were talkin to her, plus she actually thought she sang well. When they told her, "No!" and she walked out, I was waitin for her head to spin. But thankfully, she's "never going to persue a singing career again." It is a happy ending after all. Paula has actually gotten some "cohones" this year and said "No!" to some decent people. Randy is still as indecisive as ever. Simon...good ol' Simon. According to the website (idolonfox.com) there is going to be some kind of twist at the end of the year. Can't wait to see what happens. You'll definitely get more later.

1.19.2005

OOPS! I did it again...

Well, here I go. Off on another hair-brained adventure into...My head??? I love participating in all the "trendy" crap that goes around, but "I'm not a follower." Yeah Right! So welcome to my blog. I've been told by several friends that I can be rather opinionated and should occasionally express myself to others rather than just blabber ad nauseum to those closest to me. I think it's because I LOVE the sound of my own voice. Hopefully I'll inspire someone to create a cure for cancer, AIDS or ebonics. Maybe I'll evoke the desire in someone to write an epic novel about the half-life of nose hair. Perhaps, I'll just piss a few people off and make them use THINK!!! God Forbid! Who knows? Right now I promise that I will add an entry WHEN I CAN. This of course doesn't mean everyday, but if it happens, you're in luck. I hope to not bore you more than watching the breeding habits of Hoffman's Two-toed sloth from Nicaragua. Whoa! If I make a complete ass of myself because of my own lack of knowledge, hey, I'm the one that looks bad. Feel free to comment on any of my rants, raves and opinions. You might inspire me to learn something rather than get on my soapbox and start pumping out the detergent. My reason for starting this blog is to have an outlet to bitch and moan about the stupid shit and people I deal with EVERYDAY. I can talk about things I love and things I don't. Or I can pose a question to Jedi Masters from the days of old. At the very least, hopefully you'll be semi-entertained. !WARNING! !WARNING! !WARNING! !WARNING! !WARNING! I'm a little quirky, will definitely contradict myself and often talk about stupid shit. If I make any derogatory comments towards anyone's race, color, creed, sex, national origin or sexual orientation (PBS helped with that list), I AM APOLOGIZING NOW!!! I am a minority in more than one way and you'll figure it out over time if you decide to visit more than once. Thanks for visiting...Hope you come back.