tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78382442024-03-08T16:43:55.510-06:00My Life As I Know It In the SF Bay AreaShiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1116956706892287912005-05-24T12:43:00.000-05:002005-05-24T12:45:06.896-05:00Over RatedToday at lunch, I decided relationships are overrated. Tonight, I'm buying condoms and watch out, boys, here I come!!!Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1116383777833955832005-05-17T21:24:00.000-05:002005-05-17T21:36:17.840-05:00Another one bites the dustNo, I'm not referring to yet another boy. Just when I was starting to feel secure in my single-ness and enjoying not being interested in any boys, a woman I know goes and gets engaged. Normally I'm genuinely happy when happy things happen to other people. I'm even okay (and I might go as far as saying happy) working with the many happy, happy couples who come into register for their damn Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1115953839615525312005-05-12T21:52:00.000-05:002005-05-12T22:10:39.623-05:00Corporate WarfareI've decided to cause corporate warfare--over me. So, I heard about this job at a company and decided to go on the interview. Things were fine at my current job (let's call it Company A) but I thought why not check out other options. Company B apparently liked me and offered me a position. I accepted since it looked like a decent offer. I gave my notice to Company A, who flipped out. They Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1115952709017364592005-05-12T21:23:00.000-05:002005-05-12T21:51:49.026-05:00NYCI did it! I went to NYC and without a doubt it's been one of the best vacations I've ever been on--thanks to citygirl's accomodations and patience while we shopped! I visited J and cousin Azer kindly flew in from England to meet me there. Day 1, I explored J's neighborhood and found Starbucks in the morning. Then when J suddenly had to leave work due to illness, we knew the only thing that Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1114441586777050822005-04-25T10:04:00.000-05:002005-04-25T10:06:26.776-05:00My longest run yet...I’m training to run the marathon. Sometimes it occurs to me that I’m crazy, even though I know a million others have done it and do it regularly. I’m not that much of a runner, so I don’t what I was smoking/drinking/inserting into my veins me when I signed up. But, I did. And this weekend, I had my longest run yet—10 miles. I seriously wasn’t sure I’d make it, but I had an encouraging friendShiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1114441444510074342005-04-25T10:03:00.000-05:002005-04-25T10:04:04.510-05:00NYCOnly 58 hours and 57 minutes 'til I'm there!! Not that I'm counting or anything...Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1114440523582934682005-04-25T09:39:00.000-05:002005-04-25T09:48:43.583-05:00Moral DilemmaI am fundraising for this organization called the Fairygodmother Foundation. They grant wishes to terminally ill adults with less than one year to live. I am working on one particular case where a dying mom wants new bedroom furniture for her two teenage sons. Well, I sent out a mass email to a bunch of friends & family soliciting their funds. This brought up issues w/someone close to me, who Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1113926842696801642005-04-19T13:20:00.000-05:002005-04-19T11:08:03.486-05:00My gripe about UPS and other random thoughtsIt sucks. They’ll send your package to a different address, but not to a different UPS location, so I can’t pick it up from a UPS location close to me. Instead I have to drive an hour out of my way to pick it up because they determine the pick-up location by the zip code. An hour out of my zip code is not logical.My cousin made me this awesome running c.d. and every time I run with it, I wanna Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1113927125378807002005-04-19T12:58:00.000-05:002005-04-19T11:12:05.380-05:00Faithless?I woke up Monday morning to NBC news, like I do every morning. And the headline story was about the traffic jam being caused under the Fullerton underpass by a water stain. But, it’s not just any water stain, I tell you. It’s one that apparently resembles the Virgin Mary. So, people are stopping and looking at this water stain. And, last night people were even having a candle vigil by the Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1113927018691776552005-04-19T12:47:00.000-05:002005-04-19T11:10:18.693-05:00The WeekendIt was jam-packed. Friday night I went to this awesome light/animation show to music compiled by Moby at the Adler Planetarium. If you’re ever looking for something interesting and different to do in the city, this is it. And the Chicago skyline in the summertime is incredibly beautiful. I cannot wait for it to warm up so that I can enjoy warm, long, romantic strolls by the lake…it was not Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1113189955030675262005-04-11T00:26:00.000-05:002005-04-10T22:25:55.033-05:00Birthday, biodatas and other fun stuffI'm finally coming to terms with being 33. The birthday celebration lasted 5 days--starting w/Plush on Friday night where several friends joined me for drinks, then Saturday some of my favorite nieces & my sis took me to lunch and another friend took me to dinner. Sunday I ran the Shamrock Shuffle! It's only 4.96 miles, but I did it in 56 minutes and enjoyed all 56 minutes. This is one fun Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1111689039129652642005-03-24T12:13:00.000-06:002005-03-24T12:30:39.133-06:00Dedicated BlogConsider yourself warned: this is a really serious blog. Feel free to stop reading here for this might be too heavy for a blog.Recent events have me contemplating life. Too often we go through life not realizing how little time we have left in this world. And too often we don't tell the ones we love and care about how much we love and care about them. Of course we don't really need to hear Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1111696449890804762005-03-24T11:51:00.000-06:002005-03-24T14:34:09.893-06:00Wild BoysPlease, please tell me now! Are there any Duranies out there? Yea, y’know you’re out there, so don’t even try denying it! I went to the concert with four of the five original members. At the age of 30-something, my friend and I got dropped off and picked up from the show—by her husband (no parents dropping us off this time!). There were a lot of disgruntled husbands accompanying their wives,Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1110514570955778872005-03-11T00:12:00.000-06:002005-03-10T22:16:10.956-06:00'Til death do you 'part or the china pattern do you 'part?Working at C&B has many benefits--the discount, schtikel, extra $$--but getting up at 7:00 a.m. to be at work at 8:00 a.m. on a Sunday morning is not one of them. Why the insanity when the store does not open 'til 11? There was a special event happening where happily-together couples can come in to register for their big day without the chaos of other customers. To make those early morning Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1109802011539490412005-03-02T18:26:00.000-06:002005-03-02T16:20:11.540-06:00ProphylacticWondering what's the best love glove for you & your mate? Considering a change in your rubber selection? Or even if you're not, after reading this you might want to: http://slate.msn.com/id/2114132/I laughed out loud several times, but what a great reference guide for us all!Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1109190123247976852005-02-23T16:20:00.000-06:002005-02-23T14:22:03.253-06:00All ApologiesThis is one of my favorite poems ever:This Is Just to SayI have eatenthe plumsthat were inthe icebox and whichyou were probablysavingfor breakfast. Forgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so cold.--William Carlos WilliamsIt's the most un-apologetic apology and that's the beauty of it (for me, anyway). An ex-coworker emailed me variations upon it. Apparently not everyone is as fond of the poem Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1108657335617129142005-02-17T12:28:00.000-06:002005-02-17T10:22:15.623-06:0013My little (or not-so-little) nieces have turned 13. They've entered the exciting world known as the "teens". And I'm hit with feelings of nostalgia & old age. 13 yrs ago, I was merely a college student, trying to figure out my life.13 yrs ago, I held both of them in my arms at the same time--one in each arm. I heard them wake up, one at a time in the middle of the night. And on their 1st Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1107794694376065072005-02-07T13:18:00.000-06:002005-02-07T11:18:43.936-06:00he's just not that into youOf course we all remember the episode when Miranda learned that the guy of the moment just wasn't that into her. And how liberated she felt. Well, here's the book that's meant to liberate all single women by giving them the power of knowledge. And, here's the knowledge I've gained:
if he doesn't call, he's just not that into you (as the writer says: "With the advent of cell phones and speed Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1106885590405710232005-01-27T21:54:00.000-06:002005-01-27T22:13:10.406-06:00The Joy of Working in RetailFor as long as I can remember, I've had a part-time job in the retail world in addition to whatever full-time job I've had. I've blessed Crabtree & Evelyn, Bombay Co (tried to introduce bhangra music to them--it didn't go over too well), J Crew and now Crate & Barrel with my presence. Tonight, I've finally come to known why I love the retail world so much. It's a little thing called Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1106765593799836382005-01-26T12:51:00.000-06:002005-01-26T12:53:13.800-06:00How Soon Is Too Soon & What Kind of Girl Am I?I got a call on my drive to work this morning.
“Arsh? I slept with him too soon,” my friend blurted out.
“Who?”
“____ the guy I went on a 3rd date with.”
I felt almost Carrie Bradshaw-like, getting this information first thing in the morning from someone I don’t talk to regularly.
“Why do you think it’s too soon? Weren’t you ready?”
“I was, but I don’t want him to think I’m one of those Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1106318633113398052005-01-21T14:17:00.000-06:002005-01-21T08:46:31.430-06:00Virutal Dating Part TwoThis year I decided to start the year off on a clean slate--no more virutal dating, no more "searching" for the right one...it will happen when it happens. Or so they say. For now I am living and enjoying life. There are one or two possible interests on the horizon but for now they are friends and either they will remain that way or not, that's yet to be seen. That's besides the point. The point Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1106316761060003772005-01-21T10:09:00.000-06:002005-01-21T08:12:41.060-06:00Reading ListI was in a book club last year--well, really, just the first half of the year. We picked a few decent books to read--like the Red Tent, the Kite Runner--okay, so it was just a couple. I may have read another good one through them but I can't recall. But most of the selections were annoying. How can a book be annoying you ask? Well, the plots were predictable and the characters just weren't Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1106020752437591562005-01-17T21:41:00.000-06:002005-01-21T10:45:18.080-06:00Happy New YearSo, we're well into 2005 and my new year's greetings are a bit delayed. The last few months have been busy...Here's a quick rundown of what's kept me busy:
a part-time job at Crate & Barrel, where using my awesome discount, i collected some nice serving platters; hosted a tree-trimming party for my 6' tree, using the awesome platters; a dear friend visit from Iraq; a fun wedding in Chinatown Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1098806103008859522004-10-26T12:55:00.000-05:002004-10-26T10:55:03.006-05:00Virtual datingWell, after my last wonderful date (remember the jacking-off incident?) I took a break from the online dating thing. But I decided to get back into the game. So, I've been searching for Mr. Wonderful. Apparently they don't just land in your living room while you're sitting around watching t.v. They say you've got to do a little work. I'm on 3 different online dating sites. I decided to compile Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7838244.post-1097678651929911912004-10-13T11:47:00.000-05:002005-02-07T14:23:04.856-06:00The God of Small ThingsThat title of a book sticks in my mind and pops up occassionally. Like today.
The small things: finishing a book, not having to run to catch the Metra and a happy shuttle bus driver
Last night I finished an incredible book called the Kite Runner by Khalid Hosseini. This is an incredible book. It's a coming-of-age story about two boys in Afghanistan. It's a moving story that reveals an Shiyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13303732847261538161noreply@blogger.com1