11 posts tagged “karaoke”
Can this be possible? I forgot to Vox it up for like the last like 2 weeks!
Ummmmmm oh!
Work is going great.
Love love love love not being a manager any more.
It's like a huge weight has been lifted off of me.
Only have to worry about myself is OSSM!!!
Been going to karaoke a lot - like every Wednesday.
Instigated "Suicide Wednesdays" where we can only sing songs we've never sung in public before. The word "suicide" in karaoke means just that :) This is to encourage my friends and myself to find new songs to sing and expand :) I'm going again this Saturday. Fun!
Still taking pole dance class. Love it.
Pulled a couple of muscles last night in class though.
Very sore today but worth it.
Signing up to become a p90x coach.
This is also to motivate myself to restart it again.
I want to become fitter again.
Been slacking on the working out department.
Body's been hurting more because of it.
Aging sucks.
Staying fit is anti-aging.
OK I'm gonna rest now. Hurts to type.
bye for now.
I went to the Little Red Hen last night with some friends for some good 'ol karaoke. It was apparently a different type of crowd than what I am used to at karaoke. Lots of country singers who can really sing well! Then there is a whole bunch of people who were doing line dance to any type of songs, even Queen! It was so awesome and funny at the same time. Them line dancers were serious about gettin' moves right!
At one point of the night, a very buxom young lady with her friend came to our table to borrow a pen so she can write in a song. We had been watching her dance with her man and noticed how she was trying to keep her girls in her low cut top. So while she was looking thru the song book, I took a photo of her and posted it on Brightkite (you can't really see her face so it's safe for her) and captioned it "Va-va-va voom!" Hee hee. Big boobies are like a wonder to me since I don't have 'em and am mesmerized by them sometimes if I see a good pair.
Yesterday was also Day 2 of my 10 Minute Trainer training. I did 20 minutes yesterday and 30 minutes the first day. I'm very sore in my legs right now. Ow. It's kicking my ass. I always feel great the next morning after I workout. So 2nite, it's 30 minutes again and I know in 10 days, I'll be ready to roll in my bikini and frolic in the sun! I only have a tiny bit of pooch to tame from the last 3 months of no consistent workout + beer drinking. Beer is my vice and I'm liking a good beer much more than a glass of wine nowadays. Wine seems to give me a lot more hangovers & headaches.
Oh yah, I blocked that creepy guy in FB. It had to be done.
Still feeling a bit overwhelmed at work (and behind on a few projects that I promised would be done today) but I'm definitely feeling better than I did yesterday.
Not sure why but I had two giant pieces of pizza and a big thing of Odwalla for lunch and I now feel like a nap is in order. I gotta crank out this project but my stupid fairly new wireless mouse is dead (even with new batteries it's still dead). This means having to use the touch pad on the laptop... travesty!
OK I better crank out work regardless cuz I'm going to meet a friend for Karaoke this evening.
Owie. Heart hurts.
Cried all the way home from a night of karaoke with friends.
The karaoke was really fun.
Guys wanted to buy me drinks (I turned 'em all down).
One made me take his phone number (I've lost it already).
Got talking with Brazil about stuff.
Recalling that this time last year I was stuck in Hawaii.
Tossed away like trash by the person that was my world.
Thought that we were on a vacation to change our world by trying to get knocked up.
Instead I was told that "I am not in love with you any more and I'm not sure if I want to try."
Such harsh words.
Like millions of salted daggers in my chest.
Hemorrhaging everything that was of value in the marriage.
I died that day and lost everything I knew.
Pain became a constant.
I wanted it stop.
Losing a lover and a best friend.
I'm still mourning.
Owie.
I hurt.
In my heart, I hurt.
I cried on the drive home tonight.
It was overdue.
Had a Mac 'n Jack and huge chicken quesedillas. Now playing with dogs (or watching them play). Karaoke later. Life is good. ;)
Oh, and it's weirdly snowing here in Seattle. Yah, seriously.
The host from Iggy's Karaoke just sent me a few photos...
So apparently it's very easy for me to make friends cuz I'm so cool, bwa hahaha. Whatever.
The Physicist in the building that i'm staying at (the one that bought me the burger) has friended me on MySpace. it's pretty dang cool :) He's super smart and works from home. Yaye I made a real friend!
Then at Iggy's Karaoke tonight (or errr last night), I made friends with the KJ and the other lady that runs the place. She really wanted to buy me drinks (but I turned her down cuz I needed to walk home still) and kept telling me that if I come back to Iggy Idol event that I'd definitely win the $1,000 prize. She thinks that I sing very well and kept telling me so. Heh heh :) I did, after all, pull out all my stops: Bathwater by No Doubt, Naughty Girls Need love to by Samantha Fox, Love Fool by Cardigans, and Just a Girl by No Doubt. There were three dudes that were also trying to buy me drinks and one of them kept asking me to go back to his place with him like 10 times (ummm no thanks... you're like my dad's age). I've gotta start reading the book that DD gave me for my birthday called Embrace your Inner Bitch and end the toxic niceness that has plagued me all my life. I am too fucking nice. TOO FUCKING NICE. It has really gotten me in so much trouble! When you're a girl and you're nice/genuine/real/polite/being yourself/having fun/being human, it's taken as "please fuck me". Hello, I just wanted to sing my songs and drink my water! Making small talk and complimenting a fellow karaoke-er is not an invitation for hanky panky. Ugh! Men are horn dogs and clueless... every situation they see as a possibility/opportunity to spread their Johnny Appleseeds they will try.
Being single sucks. Being a single girl sucks even more than being a single guy from the fear of bodily harm's perspective, IMHO. I think I am just going to proclaim to be a lesbian from now on and when I am out and about by myself and reply any and all questions from any guy with "Ummm yah... not so I don't think so."
Just got back from karaokeing in Seattle with my friends from my last job. What a great bunch of people -- I totally miss them. I am also really happy that I do not work in that super stressed out environment any longer - no regrets for leaving that job. It was so stressful because no one trusted anyone and it was eating me alive inside, and changing me into someone I despise. I am happy to be where I am at right now. Plus, Earth Child and I just work so well together and she is a really great, genuine, and fun person. I sang "Sunday Morning" by No Doubt, and duet of "A Total Eclipse of the Heart" by Bonnie Tyler with my friend Rebah, and the title song by Samantha Fox. Fun times.
Rocker called me yesterday around 3am my time while he's laid over for 6 hours. I hope he calls me again soon. :(
This is from the last Karaoke outing with my friends from the last job. Also I am testing posting from my phone ;) to see if I might post from the beach in 2 weeks!
