What a great and relaxing weekend!! Well, we haven't had new inventory for a while, so we didn't have to list this weekend. I had a lot of time to just relax and hang out at home. I finished 'Nanny Diaries' and bought & finished 'Confessions of a Shopaholic'... amazed at how much I have in common with the main character... hmmmm.

Moley spends all of his time sitting next to the bedroom door while I'm working on the computer. The look of "Oh pity me and take me out!!!" is overwhelming in his eyes...

I've been battling a nasty sore throat all weekend. I've pretty much been curled up on the sofa, sucking on a strawberry halls and reading a book all weekend. Moley, of course, hates it. He's always begging to play.

And today I went to Costco. We bought lotsa lotsa pasta. I cooked cheese tortelini in alfredo sauce with smoked salmon. Yum... I was planning on baking Cinnabon's for dessert but we were all too stuffed.

And I resolve to go to more classes next week.

And write my Behavorial Psych paper early.

And actually STUDY for my midterm.

I have a yucky, yucky midterm tomorrow. I really don't feel like studying... hey what's new???

Anyhoo I ate SO MUCH meat today. We actually ate at Tony Roma's... just 'cos it was right next to the post office. So imagine eating ribs & a baked potato for lunch... so heavy. And when dinner time rolled around, I was still in the mood for meet so we ate at Johnnie's Pastrami... on Sepulveda. I hadn't eaten there in years and it was pretty good... of course not as greasy as Chano's...

But now I'm stuffed... watched TV & worked on listing items all day today. Went to the post office, and went to the dog bakery to get Moley some treats. He has a new favorite... the little pizzas. They smell like real pizza! And~ they taste like uncooked instant noodles. His Three Dog Bakery cookies are pretty good.

Midterm. Yecch. I guess it's back to that now...

... groan ...

I am feeling the after-effects of eating French-Vietnamese sandwiches from Little Saigon's "Lee's Sandwiches"... not good. My cheeks are flushed, my tummy hurts... and... it's.. c-o-o-l-d..

Well I've been so busy I haven't had a chance to keep up my entries. Or go to school. Or fold my laundry. Things have been hectic!

Well first here's an update on Moley: He's done with his 4th week of training and can "stay" pretty well... unless there are distractions: other people, other dogs... well that doesn't help us much!!! He still pees on everyone he sees. Not to mention we stopped giving him his poo-poo medicine so he's eaten his poop another couple of times. Blecch. But he's still growing, and he's outgrowing his new clohtes :(

And as for the "business"... we're all set up now. We regularly buy inventory, we have a "system"... and we're looking to rent some office space because having four full racks of clothing + boxes + shipping supplies is not ideal in your living room! But things are working out really good. Our growth rate has been amazing... and my fingers are crossed.

And as for me... things have been tough. I haven't had as much time for school as I'd like to, but it's slowly changing. During my free time I browse online stores like Neiman Marcus, eLuxury, and BlueFly to scope out the items. I read fashion magazines. Wow. I'm liking this new job ;). I'm also reading a new book, The Nanny Diaries. I still watch my Passions and Days of Our Lives. I've added American Idol, The Bachelor, Mr. Personality, and America's Most Talented Kids to my Tivo list... yes I'm a reality-tv-whore.

I've done a lot of rethinking about -me-. I've noticed a trend. After getting "settled", I start changing and I don't know why, and I don't remember what I was like before. I get picky, I get defensive, I develop an attitude... and I am just generally very pessimistic. Maybe it has nothing to do with relationships and it's just phases I go through. I really don't know. But not only does it affect how others perceive me, or how they feel around me, it's also affecting how I perceive others. I get annoyed, I start to despise people, it's just ridiculous. And I'm only looking at what's on MY side. I don't even want to imagine what people think of me.

But then I tell myself that I'm going to "change" and be more aware of how I act, what I think. And I realize... is that how much work it takes to just "live"? That you have to stay alert and think everything through before you say it, consider consequences and other people's thoughts before you do something. Well yes, up to a point. But when the smallest things you do either annoy or offend someone, isn't there a possibility that -THEY- just might be TOO SENSITIVE? Yes, I admit, I'm sarcastic up to a point... but it's easy to distinguish between my sarcasm and bitterness... isn't it?

And whatever happened to the art of conversation? I thought a conversation was when two people bounce their ideas off of one another. Why is it considered so RUDE for one to pipe in a comment or response before the other finishes... when there is no intention to halt the flow of information... when sometimes you want to just add an "I was thinking the same thing..." or "But what about..." or "That's not what I thought..." And isn't it ironic that the same applies to when you have NOTHING to reply back? The other person gets offended, feels ignored.

Since when was there a book written on how to converse? The proper rules of conversing?

There are just too many rules to live by to please everyone.

School Schmool. I've started attending my Indonesian class but not much else. I promise starting next Tuesday I will again. Moley hasn't much time to practice the things he learns from his trainer because when we're at Anton's, he's just tied up to the computer table, chewing on the leash so he can get to the cats.

He pooped in the house the other day and ate it. We're starting to get a little lazy with bringing him down to pee. Not good...

And did you hear about this SARS thing? Supposedly some guy in Monterey Park, the owner of a large supermarket, contracted the virus and died. So supposedly people in Monterey Park are starting to wear the surgical masks... is this 100% true? Can someone confirm? eeek.

Well it's 1AM and I think time to go to bed.