I opted out of doing research AGAIN. What in the eff is my problem? Well, I wake up late, roll into the lab at 3:15 only because we had group meeting at 3:30... seeing my boss which was completely obvious I had just got in... Anyway, I was at my desk and he comes in and looks at me. Never really a good thing--- it's usually, how is this coming along, how is that coming along, what is the status of this compound, etc. ANYWAY, I swear he says (that's so my dad saying that "and he says and she says..." tehe) I swear he SAID: "Come here KICK girl". One time G man (a labmate) was in his office and it was too early for me to get yelled at so it was more towards him but for both of us. He told me to "get the bat" (I have a bat on my desk and he knows I play softball because of one picnic, blabla) and then I said I know Tae Kwon Do and he said show me. So, I did a high kick, in his office, almost hitting Gman's head (I always do that anyway, trying to freak my friends out--- yeah, yeah, I am a weirdo). He said wow, my face turned red, and that was that. No one has forgotten it since. So back to yesterday, I said "not in these jeans". And he said "I never thought about that". But, it was apparent that he said "Come here CAKE girl". No one likes to decorate the birthday cakes. He tried to give people turns. One time it was supposed to be Xu's (shoe) turn who then asked Manu who then asked me to do it. He saw me decorate it, was mad and then I said no one else wanted to do it. So, it has been my "job" ever since (we get bday cakes for our birthdays and eat it as a group, which is always very awkward, it's us standing around eating cake, awkwardly and the birthday boy/girl has to tell a native joke). He asked me about two weeks ago if it was my birthday soon. I said it was on the first. He felt bad, but then I said it was when he was at home in Cali so it didn't matter. But anyway, I asked who has a birthday? He said, I don't know, just write on it. So I write "Happy Birthday" and left a little room on the bottom. And he said why don't you finish that off with "****" (how anonymous can I be with pictures of myself and little tidbits here and there ;). I said, aww thanks. And had birthday cake a month and a half late. It was so nice and unexpected.

Anyway, I had to head to E. Campus to deliver some cmpds for our collaborators. And Sir C needed jeans at Old Navy and he told me to buy whatever for myself for my birthday (ironic that it happened on the same day and I haven't had a chance to drive ALL the way over there since then).
I felt so defeated. Obviously, this is a FLABulous blog... but lately I haven't been writing about it, just because I haven't been doing anything. I am FINALLY feeling better so I am going to work out this week. So, what else can I write about but daily happenings?? Anyway, I felt defeated... because I had a cart full of clothes - ca. 30 items. What fit / looked good?? ONE ITEM. I bought ONE item. I felt so defeated. There is no other word for it. Before I was between a 12/14. This time the 14s fit but I didn't like the style. I am up about 4 pounds, which isn't much to me. Because, it usually goes: if I am not losing, I am gaining. Maintainence is hard. But, I think I have lost muscle (without a doubt) and gained some fat. BUT, I will work on it. Anyway, so I buy a ton of stuff for the beau and ONE item for me. Ha. I decide I would go to the Gap. Thankfully, too, because I picked up 3 items and seriously, I wasn't even going to try them on. But, I said "what the heck" to myself, and one item was too big and the others fit perfectly. But, I do have to say I should think positively, because I was a solid 16 from Thanksgiving to Christmas and the 14s fit perfectly. So, that's positive. I buy two out of the three pants and they are my birthday present. Thank goodness, too, because I was feeling lousy. I really despise buying three things, in particular: swim suits, pants of any sort, and bras. And guess what?! I found those, too, FINALLY! I was feeling so good. And I am, now, too. So, here is to a positive week of doing my body right. I will try to write more about fitness this week. Thanks for listening to the "Ramblings of *.*.*!"