I'm Moving

I've moved from LA LA Land and have ventured to new and unknown territories. New blog to begind shortly with new and excting details about my recent move and career change!!

Will let you know the link once it's up and running! Happing blogging and have a loverly day!

PQ

I AM ALIVE

Good news all. I am alive.

After 2 full weeks of being sick, I am back on my feet and back on the saddle.

Now that I am not working I am focusing on training for a Breast Cancer 3-Day walk I am doing this summer in Boston.

On Sunday I did a 12 mile training walk and yesterday I started bootcamp.

Let me tell you something about bootcamp. This is a hard core, hard bodied, hour long sweat-a-than where the best that fitness has to offer tells you to push harder, faster, and don't stop til you get enough or until you have you sweat every ounce of water in your body out.

I have never sweat more in my life than I did yesterday. The first half hour of this bootcamp is spent on the treadmills running running and running- but for someone like me who just flat out doesn't run that just doesn't wore- so I did the best I could and ran as much as I could and walked as a fast pace.

The second half hour is spent on the floor, alternating legs and arms every other day. Yesterday was legs, and it's all working with steps and dumbbells.

Then you get into 10 minutes of abs. HOLY SHIT. BURN BABY BURN!

When it's all said and done my tubby little body is tired and sore, but ready for more.

I am going to go every other day with training walks on Sunday.

I have a long road of training ahead of me before this 60mile walk in July. I'll keep y'all posted on my progress.

I think I am dying

I think I am dying.

I have been sick since last week. And we're talking like, so sick I have no voice, I can hardly breathe, and it's virtually impossible for me to even leave the house.

Today I had to roll my ass out of bed and go to work because tomorrow is supposed to be my last day, but no one will give me a straight answer. I have missed this whole week due to my constant coughing and chills and yuckys. I even had to get new medicine which is helping a bit, but not enough to stop me from DYING. I think I have to go back to the doctor today to make sure I don't have pnemonia.

Ok, I just wanted to let everyone know I am alive. Ok. I think they are going to send me home now. Finally.

Vegas

First let me say never go to Vegas with bronchitis. So not a good idea.

My Vegas trip started out with a two hour delay on the plane while they fixed some "box." Now, here is the interesting part of my whole flight. This particular airline did not serve booze on this one hour hop skip and a jump to Sin City. Interesting, eh? I was a hella disappointed.

So I finally get into Vegas, starving, while Stoli is at dinner, I get my fabulous self ready and decided to go get some food. Well in our hotel, the only place open at midnight was the delicious buffet. I am not snubbing buffets, but at midnight, it's not really the place you want to eat at where the food has most likely been sitting out all day. Eew.

I finally met up with Stoli and we were out. We headed to Pure at Caesars, a fairly new nightclub, where apparently anyone can get on the list, cause when I called it was the easiest list in Vegas to get on. (FYI) The drinks were expensive, the guys were, interesting, and we were on the prowl. We made our way around and found ourselves attacked by this young Hollywood type taking our picture and inviting us to drink with them from their bottle. When their friend got kicked our, he invited us to a strip club, but when his one friend freaked out and revealed he wanted no girls at the bachelor party it was straight back to the club for us.

As soon as we were back in the club, we ran into a guy who I cast on show last year. He was with his nephew (who is 5 years younger than him and SUPER HOT). After catching up and finding out it was nephews birthday we paired off, me with Birthday Boy and Stoli with Cast Guy.

They took us back to Cast Guy's house, but not before stopping at the store so I could buy some Robutussin- hot right?

Birthday Boy was amazing. I am telling you, he was my present. We lounged around all morning, and by noon we were starving. By way of my sidekick I found out that Stoli had been kidnapped and Cast Guy was turning out to be SuperPsychoClingyGuy. We rescued Stoli and hitched a ride back to the Strip from Birthday Boy and the three of us went to lunch.

That night while at dinner Stoli received a call from SPC guy asking what we were doing and yada yada, so we thought we'd milk his connections and go over the the Hard Rock and get in with no cover and VIP blah blah. Too bad he was ready to marry her and ruined a perfectly good evening that we could have had with all his psycho babble. Birthday Boy was looking FINE and we were having a blast. Ah well. Drama.

All in all it was a good time had by all. The weekend went by fast. It sucks that I was sick.

Very much looking forward to planning our next trip. New York, Santa Barbara, San Francisco?

I think I'll Call in Sick

Sorry for the late posting for I have been catching up on laundry all day.

Yes, I have managed to get two, yes two days off of work prior to my Vegas trip. I have been feeling under the weather this week and the boss' assistant flat out told me to go to the doctor and stay home so I can have fun this weekend- so that's what I did. There is nothing major wrong with me but he gave me some medicine to help me feel much better for the weekend.(no worries Stoli- this won't ruin our weekend). So good times. I guess they really just don't want me in the office.

I don't have much to report other than while at the pharmacy I saw none other than American Idols very own Ryan Seacrest. I must admit he is much better looking in person than I would expect.

Very much looking forward to a scandalous weekend in Sin City. Will have many stories to tell on Monday.

PQ Out.

Mid Week Blahs

So they have moved me from the privacy of my own office to a desk in the "bullpen" where all the producers work. I can't even listen to my own music anymore.

At least I am going to Vegas on Friday. Little do they know that I am leaving early so that I can catch my flight. I mean, what are they going to do, fire me?

I've been eating nothing but spinach, lettuce, tuna, and grapefruit to prepare me for my hot outfits this weekend. It's part of a "plateau diet" prescribed by my weightloss center. I've been going to this clinic since November and have lost 30 pounds so these people know what they are talking about. It's a high protein, low carb diet that gives helps you make healthy life choices and blah blah blah. Too bad the past month and a half I have not been making very good "choices" and have been focusing on going out and making "poor food choices" but once this job is over I plan on getting back on track.

Tonight I am going to try to get out of work early so that I can go get a manicure and go buy a new pair of jeans or a cute new outfit for Vegas before I have to pick up my fluff and fold. I still have my delicates to wash when I get home.

Thank the Lord it is Wednesday already. Please let today go quickly.

I've been squeezed

Not only did they get rid of my parking space today but they are moving me out of my big spacious office so that someone else can have it. I've been in this office since I've been here.

This is bull shit. If my last day wasn't next week I'd quit.

The big Squeeze

The past few weeks I have been scheming to squeeze my "business partner" out of my passion project.

After all, he has no true passion for the project. He helped me edit my treatment and that's about it. I don't feel that he has much else to offer to the project. I think I am convincing myself that this is the thing to do more than I am convicing everyone else.

I think karma has comeback to bite me in the butt because I came into work this morning and my parking space was mysteriously changed into someone else's. And as I walked into the office, the door to my office that I locked last night was wide open.

My last day is supposed to be next week, but I have to option of renegotiating. Yesterday they had me put together a book of everyone we had cast throughout the show.

I think with all the efforts I am putting towards squeezing my partner out I should start focusing on my renegotiation if I don't want to be the one squeezed out.