Yesterday, my boyfriend and I ventured into the Belmont neighborhood for some much needed breakfast! We decided to try Pine State Biscuits (see Platial on the sidebar for location), since the last time we drove by the joint it was completely packed and there was a line out the door – which is a good indication that the food must be delicious! (Including the sprawling press coverage – click here) And delicious it was! I ordered the Reggie Deluxe (which was a mistake on my part, because it was huge! Also, check out Oprah’s site on the Reggie Deluxe).

The ginormous sandwich called for one biscuit, fried chicken, bacon, egg, cheese, and rich gravy! Wowzers!

It must be Drama month for Sagittarians.

My poor boyfriend was in a car accident this past weekend. A woman stopped at a stop sign on a merge, didn’t see anyone coming, and bam! She hit my boyfriend; he had the right away, who was riding on his bicycle. He had all the safety apparatus and she still did not see him. FORTUNELY, he is a lucky one! He survived the crash, but he came away with four fractured bones and a sensitive arm, due to a fracture in his shoulder blade, and he can’t use it much for a while.

Second, my mom has shingles! My goodness! Poor woman! Within 48 hours she went to the doctor’s and received some anti-viral medication, but it isn’t working. So she and I went to New Seasons to purchase some eucalyptus oil so she can use it on her boils to relieve pain and hope that it will act as an antiseptic and dry those boils. Good news is that old boils have dried; bad news is the new boils are popping up.

Third, I need my MMR shot. Apparently the MMR shot I received at 9 months old in Hong Kong is not acceptable. Therefore, I need my THIRD (yes, THIRD) MMR shot now, so that I may continue my education at Portland State University. I can’t even register for summer classes until I receive my vaccination. On top of which, PSU Health Center has such a time constraint on when students can receive their vaccination (between 9am – 3:20pm) that conflicts with my overall schedule. So, I am taking off work early to go have my vaccination. Anymore of this time off then I’m going to have to take time off without pay. Ah, I will be a poor student, indeed. Although… I really would not mind one week off without pay, because I think it would be worth it for my sanity; and I’ll be able to catch up on my homework!

Fourth, Shannon (a Sagittarian like myself) is has some issues of her own. One is her fairly new car that has been eating up oil like there’s no tomorrow (she just found out that she needs a new engine now!). Then there’s some soccer drama with her son and her search for a new house, etc.

I would just like to say, May, YOU SUCK!

On a lovely note, while at school yesterday, I stopped by the Basha Mediterranean food cart on campus and had a delicious falafel! I will definitely eat there again!

Why?

Hello? The original Superman? The ultimate hotness? Tragedy? Betrayal? Plus, the movies absurdly did not do Tarzan any justice! Just read the book and you’ll know what I mean. (P.S. Do not read the sequels.)

Read This: Frankenstein – Mary Shelley

Why?

For the same reason as above! No, the monster was not hot, however, the movies did not do Frankenstein any justice! The monster, an intellectual being who was clearly misunderstood due to his grotesque physique, therefore exacting revenge on the stupidity of human beings; meanwhile Frankenstein, the jackass, takes revenge against his creation because the monster is just too damn ugly. How rude!

Read This: She – H. Rider Haggard

Why?

Mysterious relics? Seeking a long lost God-like (Goddess-like?) creature? Mythology? Adventure? Avengers? Revenge? Grecian hotness? A scorned wife who seeks revenge upon the murder of her husband by an immortal woman, the said immortal woman fell in love with this husband, but could not have him, thus killed him! The scorned wife, then passed on a message to her descendants to seek revenge against this immortal woman; hence 2,000 years later, enter Leo Vincey. Leo Vincey and his adopted father Horace Holly journeys on an adventure to seek the truth about this woman, only to discover… the immortal woman believes Vincey to be the dead husband who returned from the afterlife! Again, the movies did not encompass the compelling story of the book!

Are we seeing a pattern here?

I returned to school! (See Platial on the right.) I’ve been attending Portland State University to refine my writing skills and to learn about film! I’m also taking piano lessons – to refresh my childhood memories from when I used to play the piano. Originally, I wanted to take violin lessons, but piano will do.

It’s been over a month since I started school and so far so good. I had been a little overwhelmed and burnt out from reading; I am also realizing (as a film minor) that I should watch more movies, but it is becoming slightly difficult to do this. Mostly because when I get home I want to relax and play video games! Yikes. I almost refrain from watching any movies, because it’ll cause me to dissect each scene.

I’ve also discovered something terrifying about myself! When I become stressed I eat! I eat and eat and eat. Basically, my resolution to this is to control my appetite, workout once a week (because that is all I can muster), and refrain from dessert (that is what gets to me the most). I think I’ve gained 10 pounds in the span of one month – no kidding!

On the pro side of eating (yes, not eating), I’ve decided that I should explore some of the little eateries near my school (once a week, perhaps).

Other stuff I’ve been doing.

• I’ve set up a Writer’s network! Check it out! Read! Write! Join! It’s called www.WritersUnite.com
• I’m Tweeting! See sidebar on the right!
• I’m still Plurking! PLURK FOREVER! www.plurk.com/MissCaughtUp
• And yes, I am on Facebook playing the likes of Restaurant City, YoVille (still), and Hell’s Kitchen. I even bought a snazzy Wireless Mighty Mouse for my Mac for such games like Hell’s Kitchen! It is truely sad… However, the Mouse is pretty damn sweet!

Well, until next time, you know where to catch me!

Later in the afternoon, my co-workers (Toni and Sara) were listening to me talk about my classes – yet, again, and it had nothing to do with the Film Studies Professor, until…

“Is your Film Studies Professor hot?” Sara asked.

“WHAT? Did you just ask what I think you did…?” A baffled and confused Toni asked.

I laughed, “Yes, she asked if my Film Studies Professor is hot. She has a one-tracked mind.”

“I don’t know. He sounds hot from what I’ve heard so far!” Sara said, which I found to be funny. A Film Studies Professor who has a hatred for “Closed Captioning” and his compulsion to expel such a travesty from the school’s expensive meager projector, meanwhile wasting an hour doing this (long story), is considered…hot.

“WHAT?” Toni exclaimed.

“I…guess…” I said as I tried to recollect what he looked like. “I mean, from a distance he looked like he could be cute, but up close I didn’t find him as attractive…”

“Oh, so he’s a transformer.” Sara said disappointingly.

“A what?” Toni laughed. She says “what” a lot, apparently.

“A transformer.” I laughed.

“A transformer is someone who looks hot from a distance…” Sara said.

“But not as attractive up-close.” I added.

Toni shook her head and laughed.

“I don’t know. He’s not bad looking. He’s not my type, but I’m sure…many women find him attractive. Like, you might find him attractive.” I finally said. I hope she doesn’t try to get me to sneak a picture of him during one of my classes.

Why are some married couples so insensitive? I am in my thirties and I don’t believe in marriage; however, every time I attend weddings random married couples feel the need to ask, “So when are you two going to get married?” Which causes awkwardness for my beau. I, on the other hand, become offended, because I don’t believe in marriage – it doesn’t define me. I don’t think it is the appropriate question to ask at wedding, ever.

Also, I have a friend who is married, but she does not have children, nor is she planning on having children. However, married couples at weddings ask her when they are going to have children, as if having children suddenly makes them all superior. Don’t they know not everyone wants children, or maybe they can’t have children and the don’t want to discuss something so personal with them?

We just never know how to respond or what we should say to put them in their place…

Sincerely, Anti-Married Couples at Weddings

Dear Anti-Married Couples at Weddings,

I understand your pain. That is why I came up with some foolproof comebacks that you should try out the next time these insensitive couples ask that silly question at weddings.

“So, when are you two going to get married?”
- Your response? “So, when are you two getting a divorce? I read the divorce rate is super-duper high in our generation!”

“So, when are you two going to get married?”
- Your response? “Oh, we’re not going to get married until we’re 80 and sleeping in separate beds. By then, there wouldn’t be a point in getting a divorce!”

“So, when are you two going to get married?”
- Your response? “Wait, is this your first marriage or second?”
- Theirs? “First… why?”
- Yours? “GOOD LUCK!”
(If it is their second marriage, repeat number 2 response.)

As for your friend, I’ve also devised some responses to her situation as well:

“So, when are you two going to have children?”
- Her response? “When you shut the hell up.”

“So, when are you two going to have children?”
- Her response? “I just don’t want ugly children, like yours”

“So, when are you going to have children?”
- Her response? “Your children are the reason why I believe in abortion.”

“So, when are you going to have children?”
- Her response? “Right now. We’re going to do it right now. On this dinner table.”

It’s not mean, per se, but seeing that these married people with/without children feel the need to bring these types of topics up at weddings (of all places), seems pretty insensitive. So there you have it!

Sincerely,

Krapfen Wichser

At YoVille Speedway you can race your friends, practice, or bet on your friends! It’s another fun way to gamble your money if you prefer not to dump it all at the casino.

How cute…

There are also new items up for sale! I love new items! I think some of it can nice little fillers in people’s YoVille homes. However, first I need to show the new Fashion items, as it looks like YoVille is gearing up for St. Paddy’s day. P.S. I already about the St. Paddy’s outfit – and as a bonus, some lucky female player will receive my extra St. Paddy’s outfit.

How bad do you want the outfit? Leave a comment to let me know and I’ll choose the person with the best desperation (LOL)

And at the Furniture Store there are many new items.

On the contest front: Thanks for all the submissions! You will receive an email from me soon!

Toni said, “What…?”

“You know. Ringing off the hook??” I commented.

“Yeah! Yeah! Ringing off the hook!!” Sara injected.

“Really? How come no one left a message??” Toni rhetorically stated. “Did you hear my phone ring?” She asked me and I shook my head. Toni then quizzically looked at Sara…

“Um, yeah! It was ringing a lot! It rang once!” We laughed at her and she continued with, “Ringing once is a lot!”

Shannon said, “If I go to Vegas, then my brother wants to come, too, so I wouldn’t need to pay for the room. BUT…I don’t want a roommate, because I might want to get a little busy and a little wild!” she giggled.

Sara and I laughed at her over-shared comment and, “Don’t they have signs you can put up?” Sara asked.

“Better yet, just put a sock on the door knob.” I suggested.

“Put a sock on the door knob!!!” Shannon laughed.

“Why not a shoe instead??” Sara said.

Shannon laughed and said, “I should just put a bra on there!”

“Just put your underwear on there, so…you know that no one will touch it or dare go in!” I said.

After some more laughter, Shannon said, “Oh, yeah! That’s true!!!” Sara laughed and held a look of disgust on her face and I cried from laughing too hard.

“Make sure they’re granny panties.” I added.

“And they have to be the ones that goes up to here!!” Shannon said as she pointed up to her  sternum.

Ah, yes, it’s just another day at work.

“Yeah, I do too!! It makes me want to dance!” Sara does her version of the Robot Dance.

“It makes me want to strut down the catwalk!!!!” I joked.

Sara laughed and replied, “Well, get those heels out!!”

Come on… tell me it doesn’t want to make you strut down a catwalk?