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Jonathan Broxton and George Sherrill are dead to me. They threw away a perfectly awesome game. I’ve never been so upset over sports… UGH.

My cousin took me, the husband, and my dad to the last of the Dodgers/Yankees series today for the husband’s birthday. We were up 6-2 at the top of the 9th and out comes Jonathan “Iron Man” Broxton who, believe it or not, I was excited to have come out and close the game. Them Yankees fans were going to STFU and exit Blue Heaven on Earth with their pinstripe tails between their legs.

Fffffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

That didn’t happen. Broxton allowed 4 runs alone, to tie up the score. Extra innings! Yay! Not… Out comes Sherrill (who?) and he allows the two losing runs to make all the awesomeness of that night just go away.

It was so damn disappointing. It’s bad enough the Dodgers have been on & off losing streaks for the past few weeks to increase the goading I get at work from all the Padres fans (FML), but to have Yankees fans get the last hoorah of the series and game this time around? FUCK.

You can bet that I’m not a fair-weather fan. I’m not into sports, but the Dodgers is the one team I grew up actually going to their games and baseball’s the only game I can really follow. That’s not to say I know anything and everything about the players and their stats and shit, but the game of baseball itself is awesome. Growing up, L.A. didn’t have a football team, and the Lakers weren’t as big of a deal (that I remember) then, and while I went to a couple Kings games, it was baseball that I was drawn to.

The atmosphere is just awesome. Going to Dodger Stadium, smelling the garlic fries cooking, having a Dodger Dog loaded with the works and now, spending $10 on a domestic beer, there’s nothing else like it. The cheering, camaraderie, singing… It’s one of my favorite things to do. Next to hearing Randy Newman’s “I Love L.A.” playing when we win

Next time, Dodgers… Next time…

I’ve decreased how much and how often my cat eats and yet, she still manages to be fat. I know she doesn’t get into any other food since the trash can is upright, the cat food is on top of the refrigerator and untouched, and there’s no food in the low cabinets that I know she tries to get into, but she never manages to open the door. I wish I knew what to do to get her more active in our apartment besides getting her a friend. Another cat isn’t an option right now. Any toy we buy her doesn’t hold her attention, however I’ll toss a crumbled up piece of paper and she goes fricken crazy. Unfortunately, it’s not really fun to have what looks like trash all over the floor of the apartment

I think I may actually be ready to quit smoking. The past few days I haven’t had a craving to smoke and if this is the case, how awesome! There’s nothing like ending a bad habit and not suffering through forcing yourself to do it. I had to suffer through the stopping of sucking my fingers when I was 10. Yes, I sucked my ring & middle fingers on my right hand until I was about 10 years old. It took an infection near my nail and blistering to make me stop. Even the desire to wear nail polish didn’t get me to stop. I was forced to since I couldn’t well suck an infected finger! I was facing braces if I didn’t stop, too. Thankfully after I stopped, my two top front teeth straightened themselves out.

That didn’t keep dentists from asking me if I wanted braces, though! I have this “snaggle” tooth on the left side of my mouth. There’s a small gap where my canine should be, and the canine itself is actually up a ways on the gum. My brother has the same affliction, but only he has an issue, apparently, with it. You wouldn’t know about the tooth unless I laughed or smiled nice and big. Supposedly it’s inherited from a paternal great-grandmother.

A week from now I’ll be up in the Sierras with my parents, brother, his girlfriend and my grandma & uncle. Unfortunately, the husband didn’t have enough time to take off for the trip so he won’t be joining us – even for his normal days off since two days just isn’t enough for the drive he’d have to make. It’s 5-6 hours (depending on how many & how long the stops) from Los Angeles, so add another 2-3 hours since we now live in San Diego… that’s just too much driving to make, especially alone! Too bad, since he won’t be able to compete in this year’s horseshoe tournament and maintain his winning streak He won 3rd place in the winner’s bracket last year with a random partner, coming in behind my cousin. I played with my dad and we made it to the loser’s bracket but not far enough to rank. Hopefully we’ll do better this year, if I’m his partner, that is!

I’ll need to take books with my that I haven’t manage to finish since I’ve bought them. I have quite a few!

How do you recover from a bad break-up? The proverbial pint of ice cream? Quality time alone? Going out with friends? What are your personal healing strategies?

It’s been quite a while since I’ve gone through a break-up. The first break-up I remember, in middle school, I thought was amicable (I initiated) until I walked past him telling a few other girls some crap about me. That was bizarre! I just kept walking, completely baffled.

The next break-up was from his end while I took it, I wanted to at least remain friends and he ended up treating me like the plague. I had no idea why he disliked me so much. Apparently, I was found tolerable enough to date for a while and then once we weren’t together, I was the most annoying creature on the planet.

Lastly in middle school was the guy I had my first kiss with and I pretty much fell head-over-heels for him. Unfortunately it was purely a physical relationship with me on his end. He just wouldn’t be my boyfriend, but he’d make out with me behind the buildings after school. This tore me up, especially when he ended up going out with one of my friends. I was always crying and so self-absorbed about it. Needless to say, my first real heartbreak wasn’t dealt with very well. Looking back on it, I feel so embarrassed about it. As far as the stereotypical “female goes chasing the pint of ice cream”, that’s not me. I tend to go the opposite way and don’t feel up to eating at all lol. I just want to be left alone, be all emo with my music and cry it out (or at that time, write it out as well lol).

High school relationships were all over the place – the first I can’t remember who broke up with whom, but we kind of remained friends until his behavior just got more stupid (as stupid as boys who seem to have just found their penis can get ). The 2nd, I only went out with him for a couple of days and broke it off. If I ever got a preview into what it would’ve been like to be in a relationship with a clinger, it was that one. I was fearful when it came to breaking up with him! He had a reputation that preceded him and I didn’t pay it attention. After I broke up with him, at one point, he threw my backpack up on a school building. I had actually done my homework the night before, and I never do my homework! Lastly was my first high school sweetheart.

That went on & off forever. I broke up with him the first time, then it was mutual the 2nd time. Finally, I wanted back together with him and I did everything I could think of to make him want to be with me again. It finally worked, but after working so hard and being so hung up on him for so long, I’d finally moved on and turned him down. The timing never seemed right

Minus a short stint with a guy at my 2nd high school, I met my husband and well, we’ve had our “break-up level” issues, but we’re together and working things out and so far so good.

The latest I’ve worked is 11pm with my current employer. I’ve never closed and the earliest I’ve worked is 7:30am or so… so technically I guess I’ve helped open, but not nearly as early as others. Sometimes after I’m off work at night, I’ll look at the clock a few hours later and realize we’re still open and my coworkers are still at it! I was actually let off a little under an hour early tonight. Early in the week are generally our least busy days.

You know what’s a very interesting series to watch? The History of Sex on the History channel. They go through the beginning of humanity through current times. There are so many interesting things that occurred sex-wise early on in history. It’s astounding, sometimes! The ignorance and surface prudishness of even early doctors, and the amazing hidden perversity experienced by both sexes is just… awesome to learn about!

The Dodgers are seriously disappointing me now. They’ve fallen into 3rd fricken place, behind the Giants, for our division. It’s causing me to lose any hope that they’ll perform well for us against the Yankees this Sunday! I want to see them kick Yankee butt! Just going to the game will be pretty awesome. It’s the gift my cousin is giving my husband for his birthday and myself plus my dad get to go along for the fun. I’m excited! I wanted to get him an authentic Lasorda jersey but they’re 1) expensive and 2) hard to find! Replicas are much easier to get your hands on, but I wanted the real thing… I eventually want to get myself a Piazza Dodgers jersey Those are even harder to find! There are plenty of Mets jerseys for him

Gosh, I need money. I need to win the lottery! It would help my chances if I actually played the lottery, huh?

Today was my company’s family picnic. It was about an hour and a half drive from where we live and with no traffic, it was a nice drive. The location of the picnic was in a “park” of sorts attached to a water park. We were given access to the water park for free but the husband and I decided not to do it this time. Last year, it was at the same place but it was held about a month earlier. It was gloomy and kind of cool, so the water park wasn’t an ideal place to enjoy lol. It was sunnier this year, but a nice breeze kept it cool.

It wasn’t as crowded this time around, compared to last year. The only person I found from my location was actually working! I didn’t find anyone else, except people from my old location. None of us won anything from the employee raffle but, at least the food was good. There were the burgers, chili dogs, potato salad, fruit, ice cream novelties, corn, popcorn… There’s something about an abundance of free food that makes me happy.

After having just written that, one may assume that my “7 Deadly Sin” is gluttony. I think I identify most with sloth, though. My friends could tell you that I’m one of the laziest people they know. I tend to get made fun of for it. I’ll go through spouts of productivity, but it’s not as common as I’d like it. I’m not sure why I am the way I am… I enjoy not having to do a lot physically. There are only a handful of physical activities I actually enjoy partaking in (rollerblading, bowling, dancing are a few).

All that leaves me thinking one thing: Why couldn’t I identify with a more attractive sin?