<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:26:00.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go banana</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-7550166518134370569</id><published>2008-01-29T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:27:39.531-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wettest place on earth</title><content type='html'>sunday, myself, michael, darren and steve all headed out to disneyland.  michael and i got there early and hod some lunch and went on buzz lightyear look at us saving little green men! pew pew (those would be laser sounds) pew pew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3x2baO2rWH8/R6Ao4sAD8BI/AAAAAAAAABM/lDaKe07wo9w/s1600-h/buzzlightyear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3x2baO2rWH8/R6Ao4sAD8BI/AAAAAAAAABM/lDaKe07wo9w/s200/buzzlightyear.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161170127315791890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;darren and steve showed up shortly after our space rangering and saving the universe and we made our rounds through the park.  now it had begun to sprinkle a bit, but nothing too bad, but the park was empty so it was really nice!  after some rides, we decided to head over to california adventure... litte did we know the adventure we were in store for (see the foreshadowing there... ooh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we walked through the castle to head down main street the rain really kicked in as did the wind.  michael and i were sharing an umbrella and darren and steve were sharing one. well the one steve was holding kept decided to turn inside out from the gusts of wind that started, then we had to walk hunched over with our umbrellas in front of us as the rain came down horizontally. and since the wind was so strong one of those giant umbrella's that covers the popcorn stands twisted around and came right out of the holder and went flying, but luckily a park goer caught it... all while the employee just watched it blow away as if it were a paper bag in the wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entire time we spent in laughter, i was laughing so hard i almost fell over and i was crying... it was just so hilarious, you really had to be there i guess. cause as i type this i'm not even finding it the least bit funny at all... oh well you win some, you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the time we made it to the front of the park, the sun was out and the rain gone... with only our lower halves soaked to show the storm we had just braved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go astroblastin' (or should i say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ass&lt;/span&gt;troblastin'...) banana! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-7550166518134370569?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7550166518134370569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=7550166518134370569&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/7550166518134370569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/7550166518134370569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2008/01/wettest-place-on-earth.html' title='the wettest place on earth'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3x2baO2rWH8/R6Ao4sAD8BI/AAAAAAAAABM/lDaKe07wo9w/s72-c/buzzlightyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-6177674222992833202</id><published>2008-01-21T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:32:03.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese fest 08</title><content type='html'>this weekend was cheese fest where myself, michael,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;darren, steve, jessy, and (as we call her) maria va-hey-hey banana cum-stain (a co-worker of jessy's) ate so much cheese i wanted to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me and michael it started w/ chic-fil-a (what a delicious place!) as it is right by steve's and we hadn't had anything to eat all day (it was 3:30 by now).  so once we arrive at steve's i dunno 10 minutes later, we eat spinach artichoke dip covered in delicious cheese.  jessy and MVHHBCS hadn't shown up (they got there at like 7 which felt like an eternity cause somehow we were hungry). so they missed out on this since we ate it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we waited we watched camp out on logo... about a gay christian summer camp. we mostly just made fun of the kids on it... easy targets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once jessy and MVHHBCS arrived we watched return to fat camp!  cause it is where we are all headed soon.  and the cheese fest continued.  a salad w/ warm goat cheese (i believe) and then cheese, cheese and more cheese lasagna, mmmm so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat camp was hilarious, oh! the drama.  "stupid big dirty bitch gave me and the counselor lice..." will forever be a part of our vernacular (wow what a big word i useded). as will "my bows".  if you haven't seen it you must catch it if it comes on again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was followed up by the va-hey-hey banana cum stain dessert... good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we went to qdoba for lunch and for some reason i felt the need to get more cheese... the queso burrito and chips and a side of queso... wth?  i felt like a lard bucket the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this was my last weekend of eating bad, i have gained far too much weight so i'm jumping back on the point system w/ weight watchers.  i want to be able to wear my skinny clothes again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go portly banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-6177674222992833202?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6177674222992833202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=6177674222992833202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/6177674222992833202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/6177674222992833202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2008/01/cheese-fest-08.html' title='cheese fest 08'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-7018039494164821656</id><published>2007-10-17T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T11:55:03.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frak me</title><content type='html'>Ok real quick here is the run down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up: felt like crap... Pounding headache...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course I was late...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I get to my car and there is something wrong w/ the tire pressure in the front left tire...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I figure I’m already late might as well be really late and go to the dealer to check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am waiting to pull out some city vehicle decides to block the right lane on hill hanging out into traffic blocking the right lane on 3rd...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull out and this a$$wipe won’t let me in so I had to circle all the way around (I had to go left on hill) to get back to the freeway...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong w/ my tire (small yay) so they reset the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get to work and this stupid project I got sucked into has changes to it...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get an email form my marketing person that we are going to have to look at changing one of the packages... My favorite one...frak me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at this point I just wanted to email back a big ‘ol FrakU GTH YMFAW IHYFG IHUDUFF... (I can explain those later if you can’t decipher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am taking a comp day tomorrow and we were all given Friday off... I can’t wait to not be here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time I hated my job today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I hate being in abed mood but I just feel so fed up GAHHAHAHAHAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go really pissed banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-7018039494164821656?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7018039494164821656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=7018039494164821656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/7018039494164821656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/7018039494164821656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-today.html' title='frak me'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-6455325253112955804</id><published>2007-09-14T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T08:19:58.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chomp chomp  chompers!!!</title><content type='html'>introducing my new kitty chompers! isn't he adorable!  he goes for his first visit at the vet tomorrow so wish him luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_adorable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_adorable.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_play.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_play.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_chillin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_chillin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_strut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_strut.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_sleep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/chompers/chompers_sleep.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been great having him be there when i get home, he's so cute and quirky.  he has been a bit annoying waking me up in the middle of the night wanting to play, but he's so cute how can i stay mad at him. and so far my apartment is surviving his wrath, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go banana and chompers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-6455325253112955804?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/6455325253112955804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=6455325253112955804&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/6455325253112955804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/6455325253112955804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/chomp-chomp-chompers.html' title='chomp chomp  chompers!!!'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-2213523987295251510</id><published>2007-09-05T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:45:53.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme moore part 2</title><content type='html'>so mandy was awesomeness... so good and we were so thankful she went on before paula cole, cause we were not looking forward to that!  she sang songs off her new album, wild hope that was AMAZING and to top the night she performed umbrella and a rock/pop version of candy very close to the original, they even busted out the xylophone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pick from the night, we were right in front, woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/mandy_moore_hob.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in other news... i've been inspired by the cleaning job i did on my cubicle at work... it took 3 days but i totally cleaned it up and it's so nice! and after watching  episode after episode of clean house (w/ ms. niecy nash, mmmmmm!) great show and spent most of labor day weekend cleaning my place and it is finally coming together.  still got some things to go through, but i am making room for a new edition... i'm getting a kitten this weekend!  yay!  mr had a stray cat couple adopt them and it ended up the momma was preggers.  she had three adorable little boys and one will be coming home with me on friday and i'm so excited! so be prepared for lots of pics of my new kitty!  and i think i've settled on a name: chompers :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go get your kitty banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-2213523987295251510?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/2213523987295251510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=2213523987295251510&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/2213523987295251510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/2213523987295251510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/09/gimme-moore-part-2.html' title='gimme moore part 2'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-7228200131635781057</id><published>2007-08-21T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T09:25:20.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>give me moore!</title><content type='html'>since i'm on a total mandy moore kick right no i'd thought i'd share with you this awesome performance of her covering rihanna's umbrella, ella, ella, eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed id="eda_smash_ePlayer" src="http://cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/up/embed/embedflv/swf/fop_embed.swf" width="412" height="430" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  wmode="transparent"  bgColor=""  allowScriptAccess="always" flashVars="id=v45701948&amp;autoStart=0&amp;songPurchasing=&amp;pm=1&amp;eID=1301797&amp;ympsc=4195329"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-7228200131635781057?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/7228200131635781057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=7228200131635781057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/7228200131635781057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/7228200131635781057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/give-me-moore.html' title='give me moore!'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-5486329404691078100</id><published>2007-08-20T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:13:47.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mortified.... and the past 6 months</title><content type='html'>so, while i'm being sent hate comments...kq... it was a book that made me think i need to get back to blogging. for those of you who haven't heard of mortified, you must pick it up.  it contains journal/diary entries from peoples youths w/commentary on some of the writing.  it is fracking (ml, is it ck or just k?) hilarious, i was laughing so hard i cried.  i highly recommend it, go out and get yourself a copy today!  but back to why it made me think of this... i was thinking how fun it would be to look back on this and laugh at the stupid things i wrote and see if i could remember the code words and the inside jokes and if they still bring a smile to my face... so i'll let you know in 20 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see... let's get you caught up in the life of g...  m and i celebrated our year anniversary, yay! and we are on our way to our year and a half anniversary, woo! ummm work is work, though i did come up with a product idea and it looks like it'll get made and i can head up the design of it!!! so i'll keep you posted. i had a bit of a health scare that turned out to be nothing.  i got a pain in my chest at work and it freaked me out so i got taken to the hospital, i got to ride in an ambulance, which was fun and now i can say i did it!  but it turns out it was either severe heart burn or muscle rubbing against my rib cage... ewww i know gross!  but it made me feel better that i went.  they did blood tests, took x-rays of my lungs (to make sure one wasn't punctured or anything) and i was hooked up to a heart monitor for like 2 hours and everything came back fine.  they explained the pain could come back and such. they were very nice and i feel much better. i do think it's hearburn/indegestion/gas (hotness!!) as the little pain i get now comes a bit after i eat, but with each day it's less and less and i am just watching what i eat... which i need to do anyway since i have become such a fat ass... so much for getting in shape.  but i really do wanna jump back on that bandwagon.  i felt so much better when i was working out.  and this friday i am going to see mandy moore!  i heart her!  and of course on saturday i'm off to ka's beach bash woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's it in a nutshell... though i'm sure i'll remember other things but i'll fill you in along the way :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go back to blogging banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-5486329404691078100?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/5486329404691078100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=5486329404691078100&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/5486329404691078100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/5486329404691078100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/08/mortified-and-past-6-months.html' title='mortified.... and the past 6 months'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-9174654422353972708</id><published>2007-02-05T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T17:22:42.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>off with their heads</title><content type='html'>i discovered a fantastical new book that i couldn't put down this weekend, in fact i stayed up till 2am finish it.  the book is titled &lt;i&gt;the looking glass wars&lt;/i&gt;.  it is the true story of alice in wonderland... or should i say alyss princess of wonderland.  there was something about the book that just kept me turning the pages, sure it's meant for the 10+ crowd (which technically i am a part of), but it has that sort of harry potter-esqueness to it i suppose.  the book is the first in the trilogy and i am thouroughly looking forward to book 2.  i have read some online reveiews disliking the book becuase of how it references the original (as an incorrect account of what really happened) all i can say is get over it.  the original still remains, this is just a story built on top of it and the book's reference to the reinterpreted accounts of alyss' tales make it that much better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of this book as wicked is to oz. a new way to look at the story and i quite enjoyed it.  it was a fun book... and i'm not a reader so anything that gets me to read must be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can check out more info about it at the official website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thelookingglasswars.com"&gt;www.thelookingglasswars.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go into the looking glass banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-9174654422353972708?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/9174654422353972708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=9174654422353972708&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/9174654422353972708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/9174654422353972708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/02/off-with-their-heads.html' title='off with their heads'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-116970609155128330</id><published>2007-01-24T22:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:12:07.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>downtown - everything's waiting for you</title><content type='html'>finally downtown is living up to the expectations.  in the past wee i have discovered some really great places to go!  let's see the first was casey's irish pub (which i learned is my boss' husband's bar! i knew he owned one, just didn't know which one).  also the redwood is a great bar, great atmosphere (it's pirate themed!) and great food!   and it's only a block away and open till 2am!  also a block away (and on the same street as the redwood) is cafe cafe, a place with great breakfast and sandwiches.  but my favorite place (3 blocks away) is pitfire pizza. it's delicious food, cool decor and they deliver! though, i have yet to try that out.  pitfire was so good in fact i ended up going 3 times over the weekend... taking different people every time. they're open till 10 every night, which is great since so much of downtown just shuts down at 5.  and they've been busy too when i've gone at typical eating times, which was nice to see. also nice to see was that more people lived down here than i realized.  and with a ralph's opening june hopefully downtown will be hoppin'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for my fellow bsg-ers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://actionfigureinsider.com/main/?p=114#more-114&lt;br /&gt;"&gt;some super fun news&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now you can re-enact your favorite scenes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so say we all -go go banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-116970609155128330?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/116970609155128330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=116970609155128330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116970609155128330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116970609155128330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/01/downtown-everythings-waiting-for-you.html' title='downtown - everything&apos;s waiting for you'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-116908273530989474</id><published>2007-01-17T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:12:57.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>battlestar g[eek]lactica</title><content type='html'>thanks to &lt;b&gt;ml&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;y's&lt;/b&gt; constant praise of bsg (as the popular kids call it) on friday night, i am frakin' hooked.  i totally got sucked into the marathon that was on monday and now i can't wait for the season to start!  while i am still not entirely clear on everything, it certainly is a great show... though still not as good as my veronica mars :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i alos learned that the scifi channel will be running one of my fave shows, jake 2.0. can't wait for that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who saw american idol last night? i am so glad it's back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it's short and uninteresting, but i must run off to the gym and i am trying to post more... so i'll try and keep them short so i know i don't need to spend an hour at the computer typing it up and proofreading for errors... you're all intelligent you can figure out ahve = have :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-116908273530989474?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/116908273530989474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=116908273530989474&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116908273530989474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116908273530989474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2007/01/battlestar-geeklactica.html' title='battlestar g[eek]lactica'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-116612113615660747</id><published>2006-12-14T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:32:16.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the biggest loser</title><content type='html'>i didn't see the finale, but i did see a couple of the episodes and what the contestants on the show acheived was amazing, they look like completely different people!  so where do i sign up so i can take like 3 months off of work and just work out and eat right w/ a personal trainer?  of course it's easy to lose weight when that's all you can focus on. so while i'm happy for them i'm also a bit jealous... i wanna have ripped arms like the guys ended up having at the end of the show, but i don't have the time to spend all day in the gym... pay for a personal trainer and chef to make sure i work out and eat right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that this is stopping me form continue to do what i'm doing... but i am considering looking into joining a gym so i can work out on the weekends (as the company gym is only open during the week) that and the gym closes at 8 so i can't always make it there.  i'm thinking about 24 hour fitness... plus they have the biggest loser program and they have personal trainers and such so i would probably see results quicker.  the work gym has trainers but they really just give you something to follow, it would be nice to have someone there making sure you do it right and pushing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you hven't already you must check out tower records going out of business sale... i got 27 cds for like 50 bucks. awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-116612113615660747?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/116612113615660747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=116612113615660747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116612113615660747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116612113615660747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/12/biggest-loser.html' title='the biggest loser'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-116552459330297264</id><published>2006-12-07T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T18:16:00.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>up in the gym just workin' on my fitness</title><content type='html'>i don't care what &lt;b&gt;ml&lt;/b&gt; says, i love fergie's new song! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have gained 17lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have re-signed up with weight watchers (did so last week) and have already lost 4 pounds! woo! i'll be back in my "skinny" jeans soon! a big part that has helped is &lt;b&gt;ka&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;vita g's&lt;/b&gt; after work workouts, we've been kickin ass! last night i burned like 1300 calories. so i'm working out super hard and determined to actually be in shape by my birthday in february. it's my present to myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realized i had 6 days of vacation left that i needed to use up so 4 day weekend! yay! and tomorrow tori spelling is having a yard sale and &lt;b&gt;mr&lt;/b&gt; and i are totally thinking of going. i loves me some spelling.  i really miss her show so notorious, it was so hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of shows, who's watching heroes? and if you're not you should be! and this season of veronica mars has been heaven, oh how i'll miss my weekly dose of some good &lt;b&gt;vm&lt;/b&gt; while we wait for the new episodes to begin up in january. and if you haven't checked out 30 rock you need to that tina fey rocks. i heart her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you haven't seen this music video from an episode of how i met your mother you truly are not living:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o3bmfD43s-k"&gt;hilariousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-116552459330297264?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/116552459330297264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=116552459330297264&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116552459330297264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116552459330297264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/12/up-in-gym-just-workin-on-my-fitness.html' title='up in the gym just workin&apos; on my fitness'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-116054596108403596</id><published>2006-10-10T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:52:41.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no autographs please...</title><content type='html'>yes, this is me in television debut... thanks to mr for making this all possible! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qC7c6b15KgQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qC7c6b15KgQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go famous banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-116054596108403596?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/116054596108403596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=116054596108403596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116054596108403596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/116054596108403596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/10/no-autographs-please.html' title='no autographs please...'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-115532676211384161</id><published>2006-08-11T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T10:04:49.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it sticks to your paaaanties</title><content type='html'>ppms or psuedo pms... to which i have &lt;b&gt;kq&lt;/b&gt; to thank for... thanks... i attribute ppms to my irritability yesterday morning, i almost yelled at someone in the cafeteria for being in my way. i did feel much better after consuming some food, but man i hate the bloated feeling... but thankfully i don't need to use one of these (see video below). i know that this should not be funny...but it is.  especially when your boyfriend makes it into a song, if yor're lucky i'll post it w/ my next update! okay off to hell we go!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2BqKf1eoaQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g2BqKf1eoaQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go bloody banana... ewwwwwwww! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-115532676211384161?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/115532676211384161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=115532676211384161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/115532676211384161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/115532676211384161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/08/it-sticks-to-your-paaaanties.html' title='it sticks to your paaaanties'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114799948419287911</id><published>2006-05-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T17:44:44.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love actually</title><content type='html'>so this is what it feels like... coolness.  it really is indescribeable.  in dating i always hoped it would move into something more than dating,  but you don't know for sure if the other person feels the same way or your kinda like well if he wants to move in that direcion i'll go along and see what happens. but  w/ &lt;b&gt;mr&lt;/b&gt; i know he feels exactly the same way i do.  i had made a mixed cd for him and so he returned the favor... his was far superior as he actually mixed the songs together (how fancy!).  when i got to his place he said that before he gave the cd to me he wanted to tell me something (i totally knew what he was going to say, since i was feeling the same way). he fumbled his words a bit and apologized for that and said he had rehearsed what he was going to say like 3 times before i got there (how cute is that).  he told me that he's never felt like this before and that he has never been so happy with someone (especially this quickly) which led up to the grand finale of him telling me that he loved me... i cried a little it was so sweet and of course i told him i loved him too.  it's weird, but in a good way weird how much i feel like i've known him forever.  i feel like not only can we be partners but best friends.  it's something i haven't felt before.  i think he might be the one. crazy, i know. but i do!  and to top it all off he is amazing in bed... seriously. amazing. omg. i have to give an example, those who are squeamish of &lt;b&gt;tmi&lt;/b&gt; do not read on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i went to his place for dinner, we went out and when we got back were watching tv and went to have some &lt;i&gt;dessert&lt;/i&gt; (wink wink)  now we've had dessert before and it's been real good.  but last night &lt;b&gt;mr&lt;/b&gt; gave g 2 helpings... w/ in a minute.  i have never had that before... it was awesome. who knew i was multi-dessertic...  i'm still in awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that note... i'm off to the gym i want to be in shape for my man... haha that sounds so lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-go go satisfied banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114799948419287911?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114799948419287911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114799948419287911&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114799948419287911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114799948419287911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/05/love-actually.html' title='love actually'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114685770270809808</id><published>2006-05-05T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T12:35:02.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>myspace: the new cupid</title><content type='html'>yes, i met &lt;b&gt;mr&lt;/b&gt; (the new boy) on myspace of all places.  he emailed me about his like for the same music and such.  i've gotten similar emails before and sometimes respond though they usually ended up going nowhere.  but this time the guy was really cute and his profile was really funny (if you're on myspace you can check my profile and find him (the picture below is his profile pic... how cute is that?)).  we emailed back and forth for a week and then got together and really hit it off.  we eneded up seeing eachother twice that weekend and then spending sat night and sunday together at coachella.  and i even went over to his place on monday and we had dinner and talked for hours, it was great.  he is coming over this weekend and we are pretty much spending the entire weekend together. i can't wait to see him tonight, it feels like it's been forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, you'll have to meet him soon... not sure when though.  though i think the two of us will be in long beach on the 20th for pride... wanna hang w/ us &lt;b&gt;ml&lt;/b&gt; :).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114685770270809808?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114685770270809808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114685770270809808&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114685770270809808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114685770270809808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/05/myspace-new-cupid.html' title='myspace: the new cupid'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114678921725079491</id><published>2006-05-04T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T17:33:37.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>head over heels for reals</title><content type='html'>the banana has found himself a mcdreamy!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/g_m_madge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/g_m_madge.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't begin to describe how much fun we have together, finally a guy who isn't afraid to say "i like you" and wants to see what will develop between us.  it's so refreshing... and he's absolutely adorable to boot! (as you can see above) he's funny and sweet and genuine and complimentary and everything i could hope for. i keep pinching myself to make sure it's real.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to write more... but gotta head to the gym, i'll update more laters... it's how i keep you coming back for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-go go super happy banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114678921725079491?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114678921725079491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114678921725079491&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114678921725079491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114678921725079491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/05/head-over-heels-for-reals.html' title='head over heels for reals'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114480281563852379</id><published>2006-04-11T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T17:46:55.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dirty boy</title><content type='html'>yeah so i went to drop of some stuff to &lt;b&gt;mb&lt;/b&gt; last night (some shirts that are too big for me, a mix cd since we love the same type of music and share our new finds and a little gift since he had a back week last week) and we ended up making out and fooling around a bit... which including fooling around in his building's laundry room... i've never felt so dirty in a place of clean *devilish grin*.  i have no idea what this means, but it was fun.  i just don't want to lose him as a friend because we have such a great time together and he's so much fun to hang out with. we haven't really talked about it, so we'll see. well i gotta hit the gym, the banana will be ripped by june (or at leats better be), so i gotta make sure i work out as much as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go off to the gym banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114480281563852379?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114480281563852379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114480281563852379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114480281563852379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114480281563852379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/04/dirty-boy.html' title='dirty boy'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114464625676432514</id><published>2006-04-09T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T22:17:36.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shirt tales</title><content type='html'>making shirts is fun!  i made this one and another (pic to come soon).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny cause it's true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/i_suck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/i_suck.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i can't and i won't and i don't unnhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm punk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go t-shirt making banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114464625676432514?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114464625676432514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114464625676432514&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114464625676432514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114464625676432514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/04/shirt-tales.html' title='shirt tales'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114427086256758834</id><published>2006-04-05T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T09:09:45.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so vain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/tigerheat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/tigerheat.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm sorry, but i think i look totally cute in this picture.  sure my arm looks a bit flabby, but i'm working on that (it's already a vast improvement over what it once was. and &lt;b&gt;kq&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;ka&lt;/b&gt; will attest to my kick ass "guns" hahaha!)  and yes, that is &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; on the left.  this is from the night out a couple weeks ago.  the club has a photographer walking around snapping pics and then they post them on the website, it's pretty cool!  especially since they take pics of their extremely (well a couple of them) hot go-go dancers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's it, just a little vanity, especially since today in an &lt;b&gt;abd&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go i'm really not this vain banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114427086256758834?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114427086256758834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114427086256758834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114427086256758834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114427086256758834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-so-vain.html' title='i&apos;m so vain'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114348651595549369</id><published>2006-03-27T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:09:03.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>red dress</title><content type='html'>so the club was a blast! of course, it was a sugababes theme night for the release of the single &lt;b&gt;red dress&lt;/b&gt;. it is huge and has a great layout, they play the music videos on these huge screens (totally wanna go back), plus no one robbed me! yay!  thankfully &lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; agreed to go w/ me and her friend c from san diego (&lt;b&gt;sdc&lt;/b&gt;) came along too.  we get there and &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; is already there w/ one of his lady friends.  we get somethign to drink and talk w/ them for a while.  then it's time to hit the dance floor.  we follow &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; and his friend down, but we get lost from them, but i was like whatever.  so i danced w/ &lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sdc&lt;/b&gt; and while i was hoping to end up dancing w/ some guy i ended up beating the guys off of &lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sdc&lt;/b&gt; w/ a stick.  and yes, this is a homo club, but the breeder boys were out in full force.  all of the suddin &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; pops up and is dancing by me so i try to stealthly dance w/ him and he just moves away... then moves back and i try again and he moves away... and eventually we get separated by the crown. then we go upstairs and outside for some air/water.  we go back in and find &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; and his friend upstairs and talk some more.  then i go down to dance w/ &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; and his friend and &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; is pretty trashed at this point so i just kinda danced w/ his friend while did his own thing.  &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; leaves and &lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;sdc&lt;/b&gt; come down and we dance for a while, give the cute go go dancer some money (he was sooo hot) and then head home for the night.  so, i didn't meet anyone and still have no idea about &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; couldn't tell either, cause at times it seemed like he was flirting, she was confused as well).  but overall it was a really good night, it was nice to go out.  yes, i need to work on talking to strangers at a club, i've just never done it before and i'm not quite sure what to do.  it's a lot easier to just email someone and not hear from them than to be rejected in public!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all a good night.  this weekend was pretty good as well!  finally i was able to clean my apartment, it's so nice to have a clean place again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in boy news, not to jinx it or anything i have been talking to this other guy from match, so we'll see how that goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go busy banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114348651595549369?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114348651595549369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114348651595549369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114348651595549369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114348651595549369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/red-dress.html' title='red dress'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114314889265718759</id><published>2006-03-23T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T13:21:32.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>push the button</title><content type='html'>i talked w/ my co-worker &lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; this morn and she was looking for something to do while her friend is in town so i'm totally going. i'm going to "push the button" for life, if you will (push the button is a sugababes song for those who don't know)  &lt;b&gt;ml&lt;/b&gt; also made an excellent point, i do need to say YES to life.  i have nothing to lose by going.  so what if he didn't invite me for the reasons i want, i could meet someone tonight!  or not, but it doesn't matter, i know i'll have fun w/&lt;b&gt;jp&lt;/b&gt; and her friend either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ml&lt;/b&gt; i totally feel like i'm in that episode of friends where rachel lets monica make all of her decisions, haha. so what should i wear tonight :).  thanks for your help, it is greatly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go get your groove on banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114314889265718759?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114314889265718759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114314889265718759&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114314889265718759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114314889265718759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/push-button.html' title='push the button'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114313431465297703</id><published>2006-03-23T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T09:18:34.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oooo fancy!</title><content type='html'>check out my new favorite songs list over to the right, fancy no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's from this really cool site &lt;a href=http://www.pandora.com&gt;www.pandora.com&lt;/a&gt; that takes musicians and song you like and finds more music like it.  it's quite fun.  of course it takes it a little while to get the hang of it, but the more musicians and songs you put in the better it gets.  i'm already making a list of new cds i want!  so now you'll be able to see what music i'm enjoying (cause i know it's been such a concern of all of yours) and even listen to a sample (when you click on the artist or go to see my entire list).  there's some good stuff there, check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok more &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; news.  i talked to him online last night. after he had emailed in response to emailing out the pandora site above to people.  in his email he mentioned that a club in weho is doing a sugababes (love them!) night tonight.  and i can't tell if he was just informing me since he knows i like them or if he wanted me to show up because he's going to be there. i tried to get that from him,  but couldn't tell.  so the real question is do i go to tonight or not?  part of me wants to go, but i'll feel really lame going by myself.  the other part of me is like don't go you'll just set yourself up for something bad (what i don't know).  that and i have a really early morning tomorrow (in fact i should really be working instead of writing about this, hmmm priorities, haha) for work and we all know i can barely make it in on time as in and i need to be here at least 20 min earlier tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go in a pickle banana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. finally, on american idol chiken little was sent home.  he should have gone home last week because melissa mcgee should still be there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114313431465297703?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114313431465297703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114313431465297703&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114313431465297703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114313431465297703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/oooo-fancy.html' title='oooo fancy!'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114297508957668253</id><published>2006-03-21T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T13:05:03.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homo hoodlims</title><content type='html'>yes, so this weekend was not the great weekend i was hoping iot to be.  ok fine, the date turned out to lead no where, no big thing.  sat morn and afternoon were good, pilates and then lunch w/ &lt;b&gt;mb&lt;/b&gt; and the evening started out well enough at the abbey we had drinks, we laughed. &lt;b&gt;mb&lt;/b&gt; was there, said hi.  made a new friend, we'll call her armani j, since she works at the armani on 3rd street.  on our way to rage i even saw &lt;b&gt;ck&lt;/b&gt; (the date from friday) and we said hi as well.  it was all downhill after that.  in part it is my fault, i had too much to drink, but i didn't expect one of my own people to steal my wallet and my phone.  just when you think the world isn't such a bad place, you get smacked right upside the head.  and of course there were lots of other things that happend that night that i don't remember, luckily vita twin and sven were looking after me to make sure i didn't do anything too crazy (because seriously i almost did some stupid shit).  they also helped me home as i really wasn't in the greatest condition, not a proud night for me and we'll see if i ever drink again.  so of course i made a few offerings to the porcelain god, but to top it off i got food poisoning so i couldn't even keep water down the next day... ugh.  i canceled my atm card and credit card, had my phone shut off and ordered replacement cards so i could actually have money at some point (the asswipe got about 50 bucks as well).  and just today i went and filled out all the stuff to get a new license which will now be here in 2-8 weeks (that's kinda a big gap don't you think). got a new cell phone and luckily i had written down all my phone numbers a couple weeks ago, phew!  and now i need to go fill out a police report about my stolen license, it's just such a hassle while this person isn't worrying about anything.  life lesson, don't be so trustfull of others.  that and i hate myself for being as stupid as i was to drink that much.  i am very disappointed in the banana.  and in other ways it's good that i'e had this lesson so i am twice as careful from now on, just sucks that i had to go through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other less depressing news (sorry for the downer, but life isn't all fun): &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; and i haven't spoken in about 2 weeks, but i just got an invite to his b-day party.  i rsvp'd, but i really don't want to go to it alone because i need someone there to keep me in check around him.  because for like the 3rd night in a row i've had a dream about him. let's just say it's a very enjoyable dream that's only making me set myself up for disaster.   why is it that some people just get stuck in your head and won't get out?  it would be fine if there was something going on between us, but there isn't so it's torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course my place is a mess and i get home and i just can't deal with it, gah.  luckily tonight is tito's taco night along w/ the amazing race!  woo!  at least there's still tv (i love you tv).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go welcomed to the real world banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114297508957668253?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114297508957668253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114297508957668253&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114297508957668253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114297508957668253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/homo-hoodlims.html' title='homo hoodlims'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114273988717765744</id><published>2006-03-18T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T19:44:47.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm such a great guy, but...</title><content type='html'>ahh, it's the line i'm doomed to hear after every date i go on apparently.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's "just friends" for me and the guy from friday, whatever, like i'll ever hear from him again.  oh well, such is life.  vita twin sven and i are celebrating st. patty's tonight so i'll be getting my drink on and all my worries will just disappear, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do want to wish the best of luck to y in her marathon tomorrow, &lt;b&gt;pump those crazy legs!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go buzzed banana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114273988717765744?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114273988717765744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114273988717765744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114273988717765744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114273988717765744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-such-great-guy-but.html' title='i&apos;m such a great guy, but...'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114236012538454806</id><published>2006-03-14T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:15:25.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>green w/ envy</title><content type='html'>i have a date for st. patty's day!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all just wanted to share, and gloat, and rub it in just a little, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go back in the game banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114236012538454806?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114236012538454806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114236012538454806&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114236012538454806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114236012538454806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/green-w-envy.html' title='green w/ envy'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114231138564754906</id><published>2006-03-13T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T20:45:21.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homo says what?</title><content type='html'>an interesting article i thought i'd share:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the study of homosexuality:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2006/03/09/60minutes/main1385230.shtml&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go (only had a 2% chance of being gay, phew i lucked out didn't i!) banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114231138564754906?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114231138564754906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114231138564754906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114231138564754906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114231138564754906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/homo-says-what.html' title='homo says what?'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114223521234021424</id><published>2006-03-12T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T23:33:32.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pitty parties over, get the hell out.</title><content type='html'>people, we have a taker, i got a reply! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew all it would take is me being completely over dramatic about the whole situation, haha take that relationship gods, i win! boo ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go happy banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114223521234021424?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114223521234021424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114223521234021424&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114223521234021424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114223521234021424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/pitty-parties-over-get-hell-out.html' title='pitty parties over, get the hell out.'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114221580823410536</id><published>2006-03-12T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T18:10:08.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm throwing myself a pitty party and you're invited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/rain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/rain.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll start this post off w/ a pic i took of the rain on my sunroof, i just thought it looked so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now let's ponder the question, why are boys stupid?  there is no answer they just are.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't get it, i have sent emails to like 10 guys earlier this week on match/yahoo and not a single thing. wtf? no, serioulsy, WTF!  i don't know if it's my profile text, something there that turns guys away? i thought it was fun and straight forward or is it just me, once they see my pic they're like hell no.  i feel like all this weight i lost, all this working out is getting me nothing.  i guess i just thought that once i was thin meeting guys would be easier, apparently i'm still not thin/cut enough to make it in the gay world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wish i didn't have to rely on online dating so much, but it's not like i really want to hang out in weho &lt;i&gt;every&lt;/i&gt; weekend and even when i do want to go i don't want to go by myself. thankfully vita twin, sven and jr will usually come. but still, i don't meet anyone.  and every guy hits on or talks to sven, it's not fair, i can't compete w/ him.  i hate feeling unattractive, working out, losing weight was supposed to make me feel better, not worse.  so i've been cranky lately and i hate it and i don't know what to do to get outta the slump.  if only i were straight, i can get girls to like, but that's probably only because i'm gay. ah lfe is a vicious and cruel joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone please tell me why i can't get stupid &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; out of my head, get out, GET OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go oh who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114221580823410536?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114221580823410536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114221580823410536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114221580823410536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114221580823410536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-throwing-myself-pitty-party-and.html' title='i&apos;m throwing myself a pitty party and you&apos;re invited'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114125550476426342</id><published>2006-03-01T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T15:25:04.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>best. card. ever.</title><content type='html'>they say a picture speaks a thousand words... and all of these are said w/ a lisp, haha!  i love this card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/gaytorcard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/gaytorcard.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go gaytor! banana (now w/ improved thrusting action!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114125550476426342?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114125550476426342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114125550476426342&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114125550476426342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114125550476426342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/03/best-card-ever.html' title='best. card. ever.'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114111087219310674</id><published>2006-02-27T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T10:16:24.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you like me, you really like me... but guys don't</title><content type='html'>this weekend i got to meet a fan!  hi utah! it was a pleasure meeting you!  sorry, but i won't be visiting you and the polygamists in utah. it was so much hanging out with everyone, what a great night.  it's always so much fun to laugh the entire time you are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a pic to share w/ everyone, here is a group shot of the night out at kathy griffin for vitamin g and vita twin's b-day.  and you can see both &lt;b&gt;mb&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; in this shot!  so from l to r it's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jp, mn, sven, ss (in the glasses), jr, vita twin, &lt;b&gt;mb&lt;/b&gt;, vitamin, ms, quanton (down in front) &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; and jd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/kathy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/kathy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in other news, i have the most unattractive people winking/emailing me on match.  and the ones i find attractive/funny will look at my profile after i email them, but i never hear anything. wtf. seriously why does this have to be so hard? it's not fair, where  am i supposed to go to meet guys, weho, i know, but it's weird there trying to meet guys most of them are just lookinng to hook up.  you straight girls have it easy.  at least you can go up to guys in a bar and if he turns out to be gay, no big thing... i do that and i could risk getting my ass kicked.  i've even resorted to myspace and i can't get a guy to respond... it's like i'm trying to sell them explosive diarrhea.  just when you start to feel attractive then this shit happens and you feel like the person you used to to be, all insecure and unsure of yourself and i totally hate that. but i'm using it as fuel to get myself to the gym so i don't become that person again.  unfortunately we gays may be fun, but we are really shallow and judgemental (yet another reason to love us!) and if i want a good looking guy i'm going to have to get the body of a greek god! haha, it's funny cause it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go gym-bound banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114111087219310674?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114111087219310674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114111087219310674&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114111087219310674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114111087219310674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-like-me-you-really-like-me-but.html' title='you like me, you really like me... but guys don&apos;t'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-114093629225348512</id><published>2006-02-25T22:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:47:17.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>celebs are ugly too</title><content type='html'>you must check out this website where you can see celebs before and after their photos are retouched, it's a real confidence builder! go to their portfolio and then when looking at a photo you'll need to click and hold on the "click here".  enjoy! (a new post to come soon... as i have received several in person requests for more and who am i do deny my fans!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.fluideffect.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go gonna retouch every photo i have banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-114093629225348512?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/114093629225348512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=114093629225348512&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114093629225348512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/114093629225348512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/02/celebs-are-ugly-too.html' title='celebs are ugly too'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-113813690633909228</id><published>2006-01-24T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T13:39:30.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the talented mr. banana</title><content type='html'>i know, i know, sorry for the long pause between blogs, but whattya going to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's a lot to catch up on so i'll get right to it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see, &lt;b&gt;mb&lt;/b&gt; (formerly just m, but the single letter was eventually going to get very confusion w/ the way things are going...)  and i are friends now.  we've talked and gone out, he's a really nice guy so i'm glad we are adult enough to be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years was effin crazy, i was in a 3 way kiss... w/ two guys that i don't even know their names, nor do i really care. after looking photos they were really just "club lighting cute" not so much once they got a flash on them, oh well, it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt; who i'm not sure i've mentioned is the latest guy to enter into my life.  he is really sweet, nice and has a great body for bonus points, it's just i never know where things stand between us.  we were going out for about 3 weeks when i brought up that fact that while in bed vitamin wasn't getting any attention (none at all... pdp was the only passenger getting off in o-town...) and i was getting a bit frustrated he's a very good kisser and great at foreplay but seems to refuse to touch the region that is begging to be touched!.  so they next day he says lets just be friends... whatever.  so we do the friends thing for like a day.  he came over watched a movie, we had dinner, it was nice.  then over the weekend i go out and he meets up w/ me , vitatwin and sven, long story short he's in my bed in the morning. i know!  i didn't ask him to come back with me, but i was glad that he did.  of course, still no service for vitamin.  so last saturday we go to the movies (underworld: evolution, excellent movie!) and he comes back to my place where we proceed to watch the falcuty and he scares the crap out of me during it.  this is one of the things he does that i like, i enjoy being scared and he's really good at getting me at the perfect time. so then we are watching tv and bed and he makes the first move (i had told myself i would let him make the first move) and he does his very good job at kissing and rolling around, but then nothing, it's left up to me to please him.  not that i don't enjoy getting my groove on down there, but it's w/ the understanding there will be reciprocation.  so he wasn't and i stopped and feigned being tired.  but he next morning he got me all riled up again and i couldn't help myself and once again, &lt;b&gt;pdp&lt;/b&gt;got a one way ticket to o-town while vitamin was left standing at the station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i think part of it has to do w/ the fact that he's never really been w/ someone before.  he said he fooled around w/ a couple guys, but i'm starting to question that.  he has also opened up a lot and tried things he hasn't done before.  but at the same time he owns the joy of gay sex book...maybe he needs to re-read it. and a big part of is also, i'm good at what i do.  now, not to toot my own horn (very dirty pun intended) but i've heard it from all 4 guys i've been w/.  so as of now i'm scoring a 100%.  so i'd like to think he is paralyzed from the pleasure, but at the same time, wouldn't you want to at least attempt to do the same?  maybe he is worried he won't be good enough, which is fine, i'll teach him, i had to teach &lt;b&gt;rr&lt;/b&gt;.  really it's not that hard, well &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; should be hard, but it's not hard to do :P.  however, the last time i talked to him i mentioned that he totally owes me, it hurt to eat the next day (i'm serious, my tongue has never hurt so much!) he said "noted" (this was on aim, you, know cause we're in college, right) so next time we get together he doesn't get anything until vitamin gets his first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm leaving a ton out, which i'm sure i am.  but i'm at work and i'm distracted  by the things i need to do here.  oh there was another guy in there somewhere &lt;b&gt;jbw&lt;/b&gt; he was fun, at least he touched me, but i don't think it's going to go anywhere.  oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's been a long time since i've given a song so howabout 4ever by the veronicas, it's a catchy little tune!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i think of more i'll post later tonight, but hopefully this will wet your appetite. and ignore all the mistakes, i don't have time to go back a re-read, so hopefully it is somewhat comprehendable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-go go sexually deprived banana (haha!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-113813690633909228?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/113813690633909228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=113813690633909228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113813690633909228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113813690633909228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2006/01/talented-mr-banana.html' title='the talented mr. banana'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-113341961635607381</id><published>2005-11-30T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:46:56.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>durrty girls</title><content type='html'>you gals who read my blog are naughty, wanting to hear all about my sinful sex affairs... i like that.  i had a great time, it was the most interesting date i've ever been on.  i just met him at his place (i brought a delightful dinner of subway!) and we were going to watch a movie... we ended up watching ellen degeneres' dvd (she's great).  this of course was inbetween his roommates constantly coming into his room and interrupting.  how the hell am i supposed to get any action w/ people constantly coming in and out of the room as well as needing things and such.  he apologized, constantly, but i understood, he had been out of town for 2 weeks so it was his coming home, if you will.  for me the chemistry was still there in person, he still made me laugh and it doesn't hurt that he's cute too.  we finally ended up w/ a little alone time and well, this lady does not tell what goes on behind close doors... at least not on the internet.  let's just say that while no bananas were "eaten", they may have been checked for "ripeness" *devilish grin*! and if you desire mre action than this, you'll need to wait for brokeback mountain... or just ask me when you see me in person haha! i kid, no, i don't, i'll tell you everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are supposed to see aeon flux together this weekend, and by we i'm pretty sure his roommates are in there.  which is fine. it takes some of the pressure off. and hopefully there will be a third date and who knows, maybe it'll last long enough for me to bring him to ml's x-mas party, that is unless of course he runs back to his ex :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this banana needs to head off to bed, i haven't gotten much sleep this week and i need to get better, especially now that my left eye is all irritated.  i'm working w/ a lot of fur fabrics at works and i think some got in my eye and while slowly being pushed out is driving me crazy.  so off to bed i go w/ dreams of ripe bananas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go banana's durrty girls (you know who you are and i love you for your filthiness)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-113330970245778495</id><published>2005-11-29T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T16:15:02.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dating game</title><content type='html'>so banana has a date tonight!  i am really looking forward to it, the guy is hilarious and we've had a lot of fun talking to eachother, hope the chemistry still exisits in person.  it's always a bit awkward having met by online personals...not that i've done it a lot, and then having to meet in person.  you get your hopes high for someone who, even though you know what they look like, how they sounds, what they do is even better than what you've seen and heard.  so i am trying to keep my expectaions low so that i won't disappoint myself or expect too much from him, that's just not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;online dating is also where i am a getting a healthy dose of rejection.  suppose everyone needs some, but not this much.  you take the time to write an email, carefully reading their profile and incorporating what they have said, you notice they look at your profile and yet nothing.  sometimes i feel like trying to sell myself in the dating world is like trying to sell these guys violent diarrhea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm oh well, this one bit the hook, let's see if i can reel 'em in! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go frisky banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-113330970245778495?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/113330970245778495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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party and i'll cry if i want to</title><content type='html'>you know it's a party when everone screams vagina and you laugh so hard you cry.  i have to say that blogger bash '05 went off pretty darn good.  i made out w/ a nice lamp from y (that will totally match with my new plan to redo the wood in my bedroom) and a great bottle of wine from ml (thankies new bbffs, blogger best friends forever).  we enjoyed tons of food, thanks for the yummy cookies kq, the veggies sven and the chips, crackers and cheese vitatwin.  we enjoyed delicious subway sandwiches, thanks subway and me!  and of course a fantabulous game of taboo.  i had never played before, it was rather enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, vitatwin and i saw the weirdest thing at  the tower by my parents house. some guy was at one of the listening stations and broke out into a dance routine while breathing rather heavily and creepily. i looked around at first as though i was expecting to be told i was on a tv show, but alas, the guy was just a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have discovered how unfun it is to be sick and have no one to take care of you (not that rr ever really took care of me when i was sick), but it still isn't fun. especially since i discovered that not only does my freezer not work, my stove doesn't either, now i know why i'm in low income housing. no, it should be fine i hope, i just wanted some tea, is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling a bit better, need to because ka has her joint b-day bash tom evening and i wouldn't miss it for the world! plus i really want to go out this weekend, i'm thinking a gay bar saturday night! who's up for it, cause i can't go by myself, that's just creepy.  it'll be great music and lots of hot guys. banana wants to get his groove on and if it ends up i ghet my groove on with someone else than so be it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go dancin' banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-113192349411623427</id><published>2005-11-13T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T15:11:34.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>copy cat</title><content type='html'>so, i am blatantly ripping off ml's photo posts (i'm being honest, it is the &lt;b&gt;ea&lt;/b&gt; after all!). here are a couple shots from around my new apartment building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/1917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/1917.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/stair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/stair.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go honest banana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-113192349411623427?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/113192349411623427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=113192349411623427&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113192349411623427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it would be like.  and i can't hate him either cause i really liked him. dating sucks. and i'm all effin emotional (i hate being such a girl sometimes, no offense ladies). dating sucks. i don't regret going out with him, i had a ton of fun, that's what sucks the most, i was really looking forward to more of that fun. boys are stupid. so back into the ocean i go to take another gander at what kind of fish i'll catch next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i supppose that it was a smooth transition having met m, since i didn't really have to be or feel "alone" after breaking up w/ r.  he was everything r wasn't.  he was warm, funny and fun to be around (though as jr pointed out anyone is more fun than r). and now i actually have to deal with being alone. it's scary and i don't like it. i don't like it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y, is that lawyer still single? :) make sure you leave out this desperate/co-dependent post from my blog when you describe me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to give a huge thanks to ka, whose date i interrupted to talk about my sad, sad state. kq who offered herself up into the wee hours to call her if need be and the biggest thanks goes jr who took me to diddy reese to get some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i know my heart still works... nothing like a good jab to make sure it's still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go sad banana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-113147668851771197?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/113147668851771197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=113147668851771197&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to pick up my keys and sign the paper work, but alas, with traffic i couldn't make it.  luckily, the manger is super cool and said he'd meet me sunday morning (as i had the movers set-up for sunday afternoon!).  of course, since i was completely exhausted (i had spent the night at m's on thursday so i was a bit tired...) i practically had a melt down in my car in traffic since i was literally going nowhere.  it took me 2 hours to go from my apt in marina del rey to santa monica to the bank and then in making my way downtown all the further i got was pretty much back to my place by 6pm (the time the office closed.  man traffic in la sucks (and not the good way).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so saturday i spent the day packing and throwing out so much of my stuff.  kq came by and hauled away a ton of toys and my patio furniture (hope it looks good on your balcony!).  the sunday i got up super early went and signed all the paper work and got my keys... of course the computers were down that morning so my key card wasn't going to work (great) luckily jr lives in the building and she totally helped me out that night with access (thanks jr, you rock i owe you big time!)  the movers hsowed up around 3:50pm and finally had my stuff in the truck by 7 (they had to wrap all my furniture so it took forever).  then they had to go get lunch... i wanted to be like, i haven't eaten all day so niether can you! but it gave us (vitatwin was helping all day pack up stuff, thankies!) time to get over to the building where jr and my parents were waiting outside the door to my new apartment.  my parents are so great!  they brought food and drinks and my new tv that they bought for me, a 32" flat screen hidef tv. it's a thing of beauty.  so we unloaded some stuff and then the movers arrived and started unloading.  luckily since i was like 8pm on a sunday downtown was pretty much deserted so they were able to park right in front of the building and take everything in.  they were done around 10:45 so then my parents and sister (who had come to see my new place since she's at usc) headed for home.  vitatwin and jr helped me unload a few more things and around 11pm we were done.  man moving takes a lot out of you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course there were a few hiccups, did i forget to mention that i didn't have a fridge yet?  they hadn't brought it back into the apartment and the toilet had no flusher, you had to reach into the tank and pull on the chain, classy!  i was told all would be fixed by monday, along w/ my keycard (and it was).  however, monday morning as i realized i needed to pull out my towels to shower i discovered that i must have accidentally thrown them away since i had bagged a whole bunch of stuff up in garbage bags, oops!  so i had to dry off w/ the brawny man, which wasn't really all that bad.  so monday i went to target to pick up some temporary towels to tide me over until i decide my bathroom colors, though i know i want blue and yellow (i didn't see any towels that were the right color at target so i got white).  it is fun picking out all new stuff though, i got a really nice shower curtain, my mom bought me beautiful sheets and comforter (brown and blue, love it!)  i am finding i hae oo much furniture though, not sure what t do w/ it all.  i ned a new coffee table as mine is too big for my new livng room.  i need a dining room table and chairs, a dresser as i have no drawers to put anything in.  and i love taht i can pick out everything and not have to cnsider anyone elses' opinion haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't hold the party until i get tv and internet (which will all be installed on the 10th,  is next week (november 13th- 19th) good for everyone?  any particular days anyone would like to request?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure there's more, but i should probably get back to work (doing this at work since i have no internet at home...ugh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post about how amazing my new place is later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go banana up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-113087830582596770?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/113087830582596770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=113087830582596770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113087830582596770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113087830582596770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/11/movin-on-up.html' title='movin&apos; on up!'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-113053215915613069</id><published>2005-10-28T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:47:49.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cross your fingers</title><content type='html'>i am sitting at work while i type this waiting to hear whether or not i got the apartment i want... i better have since i need to move out of mine this weekend.  i already have the movers all set up to come by on sunday.  it would just be so nice if this worked out since everything else is falling into place.  i met a really nice guy who we'll call m.  he's adorably cute and has the greatest sense of humor (just like mine!) he can cook and has excellent taste (i mean he is dating me).  work is going better day by day, still a bit stressfull but loads better than it used to be.  i just really want this apartment to work out so i can have a place to live! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so back to what y'all are really interested in: m.  we've only been out 4 times, but i don't know what it is i feel like i've known him for years, it's nice.  we can just sit and cuddle and watch tv or not watch tv haha.  i just don't want to put any pressure onto anything.  i've noticed i am overly ananlytical and have found myslef running as many possible scenerios in my head as possible... and it needs to stop.  i usually go with the flow, i just don't know what's going on inside my head right now.  i think, no, i know there is some guilt that i am dating too soon after my last relationship.  but i'm also not the kind of person for one night stands and random sex.  i don't want that.  i want someone i can talk to and hang out with and be myself and have fun and i can do this with m.  and really is it all that bad that i found someone this quick, in all reality, no. i need to be happy right? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, keep your fingers crossed, because if i get this place we'll be having a blogger party there soon!  and hopefully y'all will get to meet m!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go banana out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-113053215915613069?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/113053215915613069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=113053215915613069&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113053215915613069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/113053215915613069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/10/cross-your-fingers.html' title='cross your fingers'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112771683787923981</id><published>2005-09-25T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:40:44.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>change, change, change...</title><content type='html'>it'll do you good.  so much has happened in the past couple weeks.  i am switching teams at work (which i am both excited and scared about).  i think it will be a change for the good.  i'm definitely working on more high profile stuff, but at the same time, i working on more high profile stuff which means even more eyes on me.  the change won't happen for a couple more weeks though, so i can just be anxious until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i broke up with my boyfriend/partner of almost 6 years and now we are in the awkward stage of living together while trying to find a new place (though this is my first time in this experience since this is my first relationship, first boyfriend for that matter).  it's scary too.  luckily i have great friends to keep me busy so i spend as little time at home as possible. (thanks kq, jr and sw!)  i am pretty sure i found a place to live, i'll be moving downtown into jr's building, it'll be two girls living in the city!  the apartment is a great size and really reasonably priced, it'll be more of a commute, but i'll be on my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another change for the better is the weight i've lost.  once upon a time i used to weigh 210 lbs.  wear size 38 jeans and x-large shirts.  here is a snapshot in that time in my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/fatty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/fatty.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know, how did i have friends (thank you to those who befriended me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with lots of hard work and determination i have changed a lot over the years.  i was able to get down to 180 lbs and stay there for quite some time.  then with the help of kq i was able to get to the weight i am today 155 lbs. size 30 jeans and small shirt! (though i'm still working, i am quite proud of how far i've come and am now searching for compliments, hee hee)  plus, i don't think any of my current friends have ever seen my way before picture.  i may have lost my hair along the way, but it was worth it!  so here is what i look like now in a lame shot of myself, i was trying to look cool and aloof. (you try taking a picture of yourself and not looking like a doof):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/action3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/action3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let the compliments shower in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also owe a song:  24 hours by alexz johnson (who plays jude harrison on the n's instant star) it's a great show and song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112771683787923981?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112771683787923981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112771683787923981&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112771683787923981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112771683787923981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/09/change-change-change.html' title='change, change, change...'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112547471724356082</id><published>2005-08-31T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T01:05:36.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>superficiality to return soon</title><content type='html'>a quick update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: i don't need surgery on my foot, apparently er docs are just asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: i can finally wear normal shoes again!  no more fudiculously ugly boot (thanks kq for that amazingly useful word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: i found the exact shoes i ruined in the "crap it all to hell #2 poo happens" this weekend at dsw and this time they were %40 off... kick ass, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4: i will be posting more often, but will stick to the important things, superficiality and tv w/ some music and poo talk in there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: public bathrooms are disgusting.  please tell me why someone would feel the need to redecorate a stall w/ their feces?  and how is it possible for them to get it on the entire underside of the seat, the back of the toilet and the wall behind it.  that's talent. or a lot of taco bell.  i know i won't be inviting the general public over to my place to "redecorate" my bathroom.  i almost took a picture, but couldn't bring myself to. though now i wish i would have. (got to the poo talk right away didn't i?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: i lost 2 more pounds bring me from 187 to a grand total of 160!  i think i need to post pics of the dramatic transformation... i used to be 210 in high school... i was such a cow. how did i have friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: you must watch kathy griffin: my life on the d list wednesday nights at 10.  i soil myself every week watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: i owe you a song of the week.... what are the kids listening to these days? who cares! i'm in love w/ my samantha mumba unreleased tracks. especially point of view.  and you may want to sit down for this exciting news... those crazy russian lezzies are back, t.A.T.u. is releasing a new album soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9: i will never make it to work on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10: go go healing banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112547471724356082?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112547471724356082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112547471724356082&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112547471724356082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112547471724356082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/08/superficiality-to-return-soon.html' title='superficiality to return soon'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112408095143065111</id><published>2005-08-14T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T00:37:55.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't worry i'm all right, but my right shoes are not happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/fugly_boot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/fugly_boot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so thursday night i hear my phone ring, it's charging in the living room and i was sitting on my bed watching t.v./checking email/surfining the net (what can i say i'm a multi-tasker) so i get up and proceed to whack my foot against my ottoman(look i can spell it now, I had no idea at the emergency room, yes, that's right e.r., but we'll get  there in a minute), see the culprit below.  now we have all stubbed our toes before, but this one really hurt.  i proceed to crawl along the floor to my cell, i see it was kq who called (to whom i also blame all of this for ;) j/k, no, i'm not).  so i return her call and get voicemail where i'm sure i sound like i'm about to cry.  i proceed to crawl along the florr and cry in pain to rr, who asks me if i'm being dramatic.  now please understand i never really cry out in pain, i rarely go tot he doctor and rarely get sick, i like to pretend i'm not sick even if i am.  so i'm like no, it really hurts, i think i broke my toe.  his reply is great, so do i have to take you to the e.r.?  i proceed to take my sock off and sure enough, my toe is pointing in a direction it hasn't pointed before.  so i tell rr the i really think i broke my toe.  his response was that he really didn't have time for this since he was studying for his class for a series 7 license.  but he took me anyway.  though first he has to go get my laundry from the dryer, since everything must be so difficult when something like this happens, and kq calls back while he is getting the laundry and i'm ready to pass out after seeing my toe and it hurting so bad. so we get to the e.r., though on the way rr keeps telling me i probably just stubbed it and it's fine... yeah well it's not your toe is it?  (i didn't say that, but wish i had).  so we get there and i tell them i think i broke my toe and then i get to wait w/ all the freaks...yay!  it was around 9:20pm when we got there and the freaks were out in full force.  some girl w/ a "severe ear-ache, but she was also on her cell phone the entire time.  some girl whose mother was yelling at  her about something and the daughter kept telling her mother to shut-up from halfway across the room since they refused to sit by each other, adorable child, excellent job at parenting.  some guy w/ a laceration on his leg. some guy sleeping on the floor? a young boy (around 10) q/ his mom and aunt? who was in the e.r. the noght before for a spider bite and returned because he had been bitten 2 more times.  they wer nice though, he and i looked through his i spy book while waiting.  then there was some woman who was brought in b by the border patrol? i don't know what the hell was going on there.  some girl right beofre us had had trouble breathing and her mother was dating some famous surfboard maker, or something like that and her showed up (yea, um he was really unattractive).  the girl who kept yelling at her mother's father showed up (after she had gone back) and he proceded to fall asleep in the waiting room and snore loudly.  a woman who had cut her finger got very angry at him for this and started yelling at him, though he slept through the whole thing so it didn't really do much good.  at some point i was taken back to get my info down and given an ice pack which helped so much, i told the nurse she was a goddess for giving it to me. (rr had gone home to get his study materials since were were told it would be around midnight when the doctor would be able to get to me... fun!) so eventually i have to go up and sign a mile high stack of papers and finally i am taken back... or wheeled back since i couldn't walk on my own.  the nurse was super nice and since i was so nice to her she let rr come back too.  the doctor comes in after about 10 minutes and says so you may have broken your toe which one...oh i see which one.  he was like, yeah i'm pretty sure you broke it, but we'll do x-rays to confirm.  so they give me some motrin for the pain and i wait to be taken to the x-ray room.  the nurse comes and picks me, a nice guy, though i wish it had been another one cause he was much cuter, but those w/ broken toes can't be choosers.  let me just say hospitals are creepy.  i have never broken anything before or gone to the e.r. before and being wheeled through the empty halls of a hospital at midnight was not fun.  i have to lie on a table and turn my foot this way and that way and then i get wheeled back.  the docter comes in and is like, yup, you broke it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/xray.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/xray.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/xray_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/xray_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm like great.  but also wanted to do an i told you so to rr.  the doctor asks if i would like a vicodin now so that i don't have to go and wait for a prescription that night.  so i took him up on the offer. he also informs me that i need to see an orthopedic doctor and that they may have to put a pin in my toe becasue of the way i broke it, great again. the break is on a diagonal on the bone rethaer than horizontally. then martha (pronounced mar-ta) comes in to wrap my toes together.  since i broke my middle toe she wrapped the 3 center toes together, luckily i was distracted during this as a super fun nurse came in w/ my vicodin.  i was like, is it ok that i already took a motrin, and she was like sure, since it wasn't a narcotic.  i was like what is this going to do to me, the biggest drug i've ever taken is a clariton, and she was like honey, this ain't no clariton. (love her!) so i take it and she tells me not to drive and that it will show up in my urine for 48 hours so if i have to take a drug test. the martha is all done!  and she goes to get me a shoe and crutches.  she returns and i'm like oh, that's fabulous!  at leats it's black so i can wear it w/ almost anything!  she laughed at this (i noticed more and more nurses walked by my room... of course i was the fab gay patient that everyone loves!).  super fun nurse returns w/ my sign out papers and tells me that i need to see an ortho doctor as soon as possible, honey.  i was like will it be okay if i have to go on monday? she's like it'll be fine honey.  then she leaves and while i'm waiting for matha to return the first nurse, who gave me the ice pack walks by and i thank her again and she says you're welcome sweetie, love her too! so martha gets back and teaches me how to use the cruthes.  i get let go and we head for home.  rr says someting that pisses me off in the hallway and i snap back at him.  i then proceed to get ready for bed and all i wanna do is sleepa nd wake up in the morning and have all this be a bad dream.  oh and the icing on the cake, the wristband they gave me w/ my name written in permanent marker proceeds to rub-off all over my new fav shirt (it's so cute and i look great in it and it's a small, kq will confirm this)!  great, why must my fav fashion items always get ruined?  why must i be punished more after being sentenced to this boot thing for a month. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i got up and went to work the next morning, largely in aprt for the sympathy :) no, i had to get some stuff done that day,  luckily kq picked me up and vitatwin came to pick me up and drive me around that afternoon. we went to target and filled my prescription... though i got the generic version of vicodin (hey, it was only 7 bucks) plus i got the new cool target bottles and then i got a $10 gift card for being a new pharmacy customer, woo hoo!  then we go pick up my x-rays (see above) and then to toys r us... hey i needed to buy something to make myself feel better.  we then eat lunch at marie calendar's, yum  chicken pot pie, sometime syou just need some comfort food.  we then head back to my apartment and vita twin helps me do my laundry and we just hang out and watch t.v. while we wait, thanks vitatwin!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday kq lets me tag along w/ her.  by-the-way not getting th wraps all wet when showering is impossible, i have tried everything and no matter what, my foot gets all wet. anyways, i get to see kq's new place see some of the cute neighborhood she lives in and then we head back to my place... i hobble to my apartment to pick up the urban outfitters catalog so i can get 20 bucks off my purchase... of course i read that it expired august 1... great.  so i hobble back to kq's car (i am no longer using my crutches since my under arms and palms are killing me more tha my broken toe).  we go get food at this cute little restaraunt called cafe buca, it was super yum even though the service was super slow.  we then head to the 3rd street promenade and go to quiksilver so that i can get a replacement shirt... i also pick up a few other things!  we then go to urban, where it blows. and then to fossil so that kq can get her watch battery replaced. we check out the clothes... kq found some cute tops and i got a cute jacket and we admired the cute boys working there.  then she drops me off at  my place and i crash.  i sleep for a couple hours, get up eat dinner and head back to bed.  then i spent most of today doing nothing other than move slowly.  rr and i went out to dinner (he had apologized sat. for his bad mood, he's under a lot of stress because of this test for his job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally felt up to retelling the story, it also helps that i'm currently fairly coherent. so that  was my weekend in a nutshell, fun huh?  i'm taking tomorrow off to go to the ortho doctor, hopefully i won't need to get a pin in my toe (cross your fingers!)  i'll reportback in tomorrow, w/ the findings.  and so i leave you w/ a picture of the culprit, watch out for him, he's a tricky fellow, so innocent looking, but so deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/the_culprit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/the_culprit.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.  go go broken banana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i blame the vicodin for any spelling mistakes or incoherent sentences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112408095143065111?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112408095143065111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112408095143065111&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112408095143065111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112408095143065111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-worry-im-all-right-but-my-right.html' title='don&apos;t worry i&apos;m all right, but my right shoes are not happy!'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112365459479072496</id><published>2005-08-09T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T23:22:11.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ding dong the bitch is gone</title><content type='html'>i almost forgot, my horrible, horrible devil of a boss was let go/fired, whatever today, hooray!  i could've danced, ok so i danced a little.  it was walked out of the building before lunch, it was wonderful.  i wish i could have seen it and filmed it to watch it over and over again. i haven't felt this jazzed about work in a long time.  i feel like my creative juices can finally flow freely again. and since i like to leave on notes that can also act as sexual references...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go banana (with a happy dance!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112365459479072496?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112365459479072496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112365459479072496&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112365459479072496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112365459479072496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/08/ding-dong-bitch-is-gone.html' title='ding dong the bitch is gone'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112364955080898480</id><published>2005-08-09T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:51:30.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good god look at all the freaks: part two</title><content type='html'>so were did i leave off... oh yes, i almost missed her in the camo, it's as if half of her just blends right in.  so the day goes on... we had started out by heading into disneyland first to get fastpass tickets sor space mountain, by the time we got there (about 11:30am) the fast past tickets were already for between 3 and 4pm.  so then we headed over to califonria adventure and went and got fastpass for soarin' as they don't expect you to have a fastpass for another park, o how i love loopholes! we then went on to pick up some churros before hitting tower of terror, too fun!  of course the guy just standing at the entrance tells us we have to finish our food before we enter into the lobby, really.  well then genius why don't you try not selling churros right outside of a ride then. next we walked over towards the pier area of the park, but made a stop for a cookies and cream shake for my sis and i (we shared) and vitatwin got a cone, yum! we blow through the "tour" of a real tortilla factory to grab the free torilla and head for the orange zinger swings and pick up some slushies after riding... i don't recommend the sour watermelon, it's like drinking a sour jolly rancher, not so good. so off to mulhulland madness... love it!  we then we head to taste pilots grill for lunch, yummers!  then we hit soarin', what a fun ride and i finally got to sit in the front row for the very first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/soarin_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/soarin_sign.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after soarin we head towards disneyland and this is where we see fashion don't number 2.  tell me why would you wear heels to a theme park?  why would you wear super tight pants and a super tight shirt tucked into those pants... you're retarded, that's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/fashion_dont2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/fashion_dont2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, she's stylin.  so we head on over to d-land and hit the fastpass for buzz lightyear's astro blasters (best ride ever) and get into the fast pass line for space mountain.  of course, the minute we do the ride breaks down, happiest place on earth my ass.  but they hand out fastpasses that are good for the rest of the day so my sis (the smart thinker that she is) says 2 of the people from our party got out of line to use the restroom since we thought we were going to have to wait a long time.  and the guy gives a fastpass for 5, which works out nicely since our parents were going to join us that evening and also wanted to go on space mountain!  we then go and ride jungle cruise, take a tour of the haunted mansion, where we enjoyed ice cream before-hand and hit the pirates of the carribean.  then it's time for buzz' astro blasters! yay! i got to level 4 but the pic didn't get sent to my email account :(. we go and get some fruit on mainstreet (we have to eat something healthy i suppose) and then we head to the restrooms all while waiting for our parents to meet up... and we run into them at the bathrooms, what a kawinky-dink! we get in line for space mountain, there is a 1/2 wait for the fastpass line!  but it was lots of fun!  quite enjoyable.  we then head to dinner at redd rocket's pizza port, mmm.  and after we go on buzz lightyear (again!) and then head to the materhorn.  after the materhorn we get some delicious ice cream on mainstreet and then head for home.  it was an all around super fun day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings us to saturday: (man i did a lot this weekend) where me rr, jr, vitatwin and sven all head off to a wedding in chino.  of course, me rr and jr are late and miss most of the ceremony, but we made it for the food!  the wedding was pretty and mn, now ma, lloked gorgeous in her dress. it was hot, there were bugs, we complained, it was the perfect evening. oh and after suing the restroom i fell down the stairs.  and there was a witness.  it was dark and you had to go up into the house to use the restroom.  upon returning you travel back down the steps, the last step is cement and smaller than the others and i stepped right over it and some kid saw me fall as i went down w/ and oh jeezus and he asked you alright, but continued to walk by with not a twinge of even thinking of actually helping me.  i was fine and returned to our table to tell everyone.  we talked inappropriately at thetable and i think we offended the bridesmaid's parents, what'cha gonna do?  anywho, i took a pic of the death stairs on my way out, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/stairs_of_death.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/stairs_of_death.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll leave you w/ some random shots from my new and cheap digital camera, i mean you get what you pay for, it's a bit difficult and some of the pics don't come out well, but i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/disney_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/disney_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/disney_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/disney_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice how it looks like the colum is bending (now that's quality!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i totally owe a sotw, but this week you get a cd of the week!  i highly recommend the sky high soundtrack w/ excellent new versions of 80s songs.  it features the click five, vitamin c, bowling for soup and steven strait and more, it's super, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go go super freaky banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112364955080898480?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112364955080898480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112364955080898480&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112364955080898480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112364955080898480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-god-look-at-all-freaks-part-two.html' title='good god look at all the freaks: part two'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112357274994950573</id><published>2005-08-08T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T08:56:25.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good god look at all the freaks: part one</title><content type='html'>ok i have a lot to cover so let's get down to business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took two days off of work, thurs and fri, and oh the things i saw this weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: headed down to my parents house as i was going to disneyland w/ my brother and sister the next day.  and once i got to my parent's house is was a fly infestation.  now, my parents have a very nice house and my mom is anally clean, so this was driving her insane.  unfortunately for us, it was just the 3 of us at home to fend off the tiny invaders.  we aren't sure where they came from, perhaps a recently received package had some fly eggs in it and the flies began hatching (do flies have eggs, they must right, i know they're maggots first, right?) anywho, we must have killed about 6 and when they wer all dead, after much hysterical screaming and gasping laughter we headed for dinner - at coco's.  ah yes coco's land of the freaks and we were not dissapointed, the freak gods were smiling down upon us.  we get to coco's and of course we have to wait, no reason, we just do, per usual. anyway we finally get led to our booth and we notice a group of about 8 women sitting at the table next to us, nowone of them had a baby and i know all babies are supposed to be adorable, but this one wasn't.  as we sit down they are getting up and are just standing around the table, mind you, it's around 6pm so all the blue hairs are out in force eating their dinners before heading off to bed, so it was quite crowded.  and the women continue to stand there... and all of the sudden it's turned into a semi prayer circle, now let me give a warning, i'm not religious so if i offend you, you've been warned and it's your own fault for continuing to read. so they begin a-prayin' and we can kind of hear what they are saying... apparently they are praying so that the grandmother can stand up... she is revealed after the prayer seminar breaks about 10 minutes later (they rattled on and on about crap i didn't care about) all while blocking every path the waitresses needed to use, howabout you have jesus teach you about manners and while he's at it he can "guide" you to a more suitable "prayer place" like anywhere away from me.) and she, she mog she stands! it's a friggin miracle. so once the jesus freaks leave i notice the woman sitting behind my sister, with the masterful mullet.  it's pulled into a pony tail while the front is formed into, how can i describe this, a tiara. i am dubbing her queen of the mullets w/ her royal mullet style atop her head.  the ladies w/ the ugly baby (shoulda prayed a little harder for a cute one) no gone also reveal one of the strangest t-shirts i have ever seen, tell me why you'd want to advertise this on your back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crime scene cleaners &lt;br /&gt;homicide, suicide&lt;br /&gt;accidental deaths&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how pleseant... how appetizing, thanks for sharing asswipe. then again, what can i expect i'm at coco's. on top of all this there is a blue hair convention going on in the back room where they are handing out awards at a record setting slow pace and when they finally leave, they all need separet checks...hell is coco's.  oh and those baptizin' bitches left a four dollar tip, there were 8 of them (9 w/ granny can't walk) that's 50 cents each.  so jesus failed to teach them proper dining ettiquette as well. jesus, what are you doing up there?  and when we return home, we discover more flies have invaded our home and go about killing them all the while screaming like school girls... at least my sis has the excuse that she is a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we move into friday: yay disneyland... and the freakshow continues (it seems jesus is answering &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; prayers) and this time i have pictures! thanks to my new digital camera.  fashion don't one:  i'm all for big is beautiful, but not in a camoflauge corset top... honey just cuz it's camo doesn't mean it's hiding anything. just say no to camo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/fashion_dont.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.thetoykivez.com/pics_blog/fashion_dont.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because 1, it's late and 2, blogger.com is not letting me post images easily and is being a giant pain in the ass i am heading to bed, this freak show will be continued tomorrow... and yes, there's more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go go freaky banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112357274994950573?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112357274994950573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112357274994950573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112357274994950573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112357274994950573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/08/good-god-look-at-all-freaks-part-one.html' title='good god look at all the freaks: part one'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112296621232656765</id><published>2005-08-01T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:06:37.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crap it all to hell #2 poo happens</title><content type='html'>ok, yes, i'm a horrible blogger, but my days have been boring and i often have no idea what to post about.  so please accept my sincerest apology.  of  course all boring days must come to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kq and i's friend and former co-worker, sw, had her going away last thursday (i know i should have posted this long ago, but what are you gonna do?)  and on our way to her party (leaving work) i apparently stepped in feces... and so the fun begins.  as we are parking the car (i'm driving) i am like "what the hell is that smell? it smells like someone threw up buttery popcorn."  kq couldn't smell it, but said she did because she didn't want me to think it was her, which i had already assumed:P so i just chalked it up to beautiful es (which can sometimes smell because of the rainbow factory).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we go into the party and stay for a bit, meet sw's 'rents her were so cute!  and then head out.  as we get back to the car i open the door and i see something on the floormat... aww crap, literally.  oh, and i did forget to mention that i'm driving my brother's car since mine was in getting new brakes... yeah merry x-mas vitatwin!  at thie point kq can smell it and just makes the "poo face" you know the face you make when you smell poo.  so anywho, i look at the bottom of my show and there it is doggie diarrhea all over the bottom of my beautiful ralph lauren tennis shoes.  and of course, at this point i also realize i had trackes it all through the bar where sw had her party... sorry about that!  luckily, i had some plastic bags and an extra pair of shoes since i had spent wednesday night at my parents since i had a dentist appointment (still no cavities, ever!, jealous?) so i had my shoes from the day before!  i used the plastic bags to wrap upmy poor shoe as well as the floormat.  i drop kq off and i'm in a horrible mood, all i wanted was to go home and sleep, and now i had to clean up shit.  so, i picked up gloves from the store and when i got home attempted to save my shoes.  unfortunately the shoes grooves where too deep and feces was squished all the way up in their... i did everything i could, there was no hope.  funeral services were short, the right shoe is still greiving, donations are welcome to help find a replacement :)  of course what didn't help was the fact that i was gagging the entire time and i just said 'ef it knowing it was unsaveable, i figured it &lt;i&gt;gives&lt;/i&gt; me a reason to buy another pair of shoes.  so i moved onto the floormat which faired far better than my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, that evening jr made me feel so much better by telling me the story of how she passed out at the wedding she attended over the weekend, where she was a bridesmaid, oh, how i would ahve paid to see that, lcukily there are pictures (not of her passed out, but w/ lopsided hair after the fall) good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go see sky high, it's so fun! kq and i want to see it again so if anyone wants to come along!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i know i said i couldn't go to ml's b-day bash, i may just have to re-invite myself as ka said the real party won't start until later in the evening as the wedding i have is at 5:30, so i will do my best to come, especially since i let everyone down and didn't show up at the party in mb this past weekend, sorry! all of the sudden i realised i have a very busy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh another weird thing, as i was driving home last week this family in a mini van was string at me. now i know you don't see perfection everyday, but take a picture.  so they wave at me, i wave back completely confused and baffled as towhat is going on, well hopefully i made their day.  maybe they thought i was a celebrity?  speaking of celebs, i saw florence henderson (aka mrs. brady) at my local cpk! and speaking of cpk (aow look at me stringing things together so well) kq and i had lunch there today and were waited on by a dreamer waiter who we'll call h, he was dreamy mcdreamerson. he had the most beautiful brown eyes, and when he looked into my eyes i wanted to melt, kq will vouch for me and also let you know how tongue tied i got whenever he would speak to us. (not that anyhitng would ever happen mind you, but hey, if he flirted w/ me i'd flirt back) and kq, just so you know we'll be eating there everyday this week so that we can get his schedule down:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i ordered "pretty cheapo", thanks for the input, man overstock is slow at getting things to you. i ordered it last week! grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the sotw is: &lt;b&gt;don't let it go to your head&lt;/b&gt; by fefe dobson.  i loved her self titled first album and have been looking forward to a new song from her and she didn't disappoint,  fefe i love thee!  this amazing single is available on itunes for the low-low price of just $.99!! her first album is also available, as well as the single &lt;b&gt;don't go (boys and girls)&lt;/b&gt; which you must get!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have to get up early and need to go to sleep.  so until next time:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go banana, don't cha know! (wtf, apparently i'm channelling the midwest... i get it from my mother!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112296621232656765?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112296621232656765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112296621232656765&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112296621232656765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112296621232656765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/08/crap-it-all-to-hell-2-poo-happens.html' title='crap it all to hell #2 poo happens'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112192651588753820</id><published>2005-07-20T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T23:23:28.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crap it all to hell</title><content type='html'>why is it that when i finally get to have a life and plans to hang out w/ people everyone plans for it on the same day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to un-rsvp to ml's b-day bash (i really don't want to, honest!)  because i totally forgot that i have a wedding to go to...in chino (can you sense the sheer overwhelming ethusiam?).  it's for a friend from college and i told her months ago i'd be there, damn it! so i'm sorry ml, i'll buy you a prezzy to make up for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am never going to get to meet my blogger buds.  so i am actually taking the initiative and pick a date for everyone to get together for dinner so we can discuss our blogs.  does this sound fun to everyone?  which leads me to ask... so when is everyone free? or is it better i just pick a day and hope for the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope we can all get together soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloggers, unite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go banana mate (now i'm australian!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112192651588753820?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112192651588753820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112192651588753820&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112192651588753820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112192651588753820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/07/crap-it-all-to-hell.html' title='crap it all to hell'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112175723289756941</id><published>2005-07-18T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T00:16:38.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ooooo crack whores are sneaky</title><content type='html'>so the title has nothing to do w/ the post (i'm watching will &amp; grace right now) but that line from grace is completely true. crackwhores are sneaky! especially of they're named sheila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to write, kq did excellent coverage of our day at comicon (visit 9lww to see) and i don't feel like typing that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is meh.  there is change a'commin' but i'm not sure how i feel about it.  we have a new vp and she seems like she'll be cool, but i can't say i like some of the chnages she's making right now.  i don't want to have to look for a new job.  i am however going to look into moving elsewhere in the company, i need a back up just in case i don't like where my department is going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get a digital camera, but i don't want to pay for it :)  i want something cheap, it's fine if the picture quality isn't the greatest, i just want something i can throw in my bag and not really worry about if something happens to it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have two options right now, buy one from ebay which is always a gamble, or get one from overstock.com.  now the camera's i'm considering from overstock don't have the greates reviews, but these people we all expecting this amazingly fantastic camera, my expectations going in are extremely low, so i could be surprised!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the camera's i'm looking at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the super cheap one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/cgi-bin/d2.cgi?page=proframe&amp;prod_id=1541111"&gt;el cheapo&lt;/a href&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the more expensive one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.overstock.com/cgi-bin/d2.cgi?page=proframe&amp;prod_id=1012973"&gt;pretty cheapo&lt;/a href&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the more expensive one is on ebay for 10 bucks, but i am waiting to see if it still comes w/ it's accessories. and if it does, we may have a winner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i owe a sotw.  i know!  &lt;b&gt;so good&lt;/b&gt; by rachel stevens (yet another one of my british pop starletts).  she used to be in s club 7 (who had a show on fax family... and i watched it because i have the same likes as an 11 year old girl.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the single at tower records if anyone is interested.  it's a great song, if nothing else it makes you feel "so good" (man i crack myslef up) even if only for a couple of minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on that cheery note, i'm off the bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go banana 'eh (today i have a canadian accent, 'eh)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112175723289756941?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112175723289756941/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-112130054835142631</id><published>2005-07-13T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T17:22:28.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad banana, bad!</title><content type='html'>i know, i know, i've been a horrible blog friend.  sorry.  work has been draining lately and when i get home i'm too tired to even type, let alone be whitty enough to entertain my ones of fives of fans.  i want to get back inot the swing though, so i am typing this while at work! yes, that's right, i'm being paid to blog! jealous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to type quick too as i have a pilates class in an hour and need to leave soon (so please forgive any spelling and grammatical errors). :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news!  replacements have arrived!  luckily urban outfitters still had the brown pants i melted so i bought another pair... i have to get them hemmed still, but i feel complete once agian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also while shopping on the santa monica 3rd street promenade (i haven't been there in a while, it was fun) i had to byuy a whole size smaller in everything, i was loving it!  i bought a smaller pant size and shirt size.  i had to buy small shirts, me a small (not that i'm a twig now or anything) it was great!  i bought some really cute clothes too.  kq has already seen quite a few of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was also told how svelt (than you us magazine for bringing this word back into my daily vocabulary) i am looking.  pretty soon i'll be the hottest person in the world! maybe even the universe!  i have lost quite a bit, 20 lbs and would like to lose more.  my goal weight on weight wathcers is 20 fewer lbs than my current weight of 167... i don't know if htere will be anything left at that point.   but lets see shall we.  i've noticed that i need to get myslef motivated again, and the comment today helped.  though i like how much my body has changed, i want to see more.  i always told myself i just wanted to be a bit thinner and better toned, now i want those 6 pack abs and i am preparing to die for them.  i am proud of myslef for taking it slow though, i haven't rapidly dropped the weight and i am learning to control my protions, though i need to stop snacking during the day... kq aren't you supposed to be helping me with that?  slacking on your duties as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally owe a sotw to everyone... hmm what should it be... howabout &lt;b&gt;these boots are made for walkin'&lt;/b&gt; by jessica simpson (available for download at itunes and is currently the number one downloaded song).  it's catchy... i haven't had the opportunity to listen to it a whole lot, but i like jessica simpson, she's fun and not a giant raging whore like lindsay lohan, though sometimes i do love my whorry lindsay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw fantastic four w/ kq last friday and loved it! it was so much fun.  it's how comic movies should be entertaing and fun.  i totally (soory for my over-usage of totally apprently i have traveled back in time) beleived the actors as their characters, everyone did a gread job, the effects were cool and it made me feel like a little kid again!  i can't wait to see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm also totally excited because game show network (gsn) has decided to run all the seasons of the amazing race, which jr and i love!  i missed the first 3 seasons so i am catching up on everything.  season one just started and they are airing them avery night, so i get a new show everyday of the week!  coudl it get any better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost forgot i got a really great pair of shoes as well... they are robert wayne... never heard of him (the rest of his shoes were crap, but the ones i bought were little bundles of tie-able joy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those of you who don't read kq's blog head on over (the 9lww link on the right) and you can read all about my escapades at our companies offsite brainstorm... it's the entry titled "best drunk ever".  somehow i'm even more loveable when drunk, who knew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to go back to working out (sorry to jump around so much, deal) i go and work out at the gym at my apartment complex and have never once had anyone talk to me until the last time i went and this really attractive guy started talking to me in the "locker room" (it has a sauna and jacuzzi and some lockers and showers (i would never use them because creepy old guys are always in there naked... shiver... gross!)  i just go in and wash my face off when i'm done working out.  so anyway, i was drying my face and hands off when in he walks, he says hi, i say hi back and then he proceeds to talk about how he like working out late too (i always go once everyone has left at like 10:30pm) and we talked for a litle about that and then i left and he told me to have a good night.  now i don't know if he was just being nice or what not, but it did feel nice to think that he could be talking to me for other reasons.  we'll see if he shows up the next time i work out.  i'll keep you posted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and w/ that i need to go so i am not late for my pilates class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go banana (in a french accent)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-112130054835142631?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/112130054835142631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=112130054835142631&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/112130054835142631'/><link 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was going fine, washed-fine, dryed-fine, iron front side-fine... then we get to the back side where the iron proceeded to melt my pants!!!!  melt my pants!! omg.  i loved those pants, they were only about a month old too. the poor little guy never saw it coming. and i looked so good in them too!  why couldn't it be a pair of jeans, why did it have to be my brown pants that made it look like i have an ass to die for? why, why would the couture gods punish me so, what have i done to anger them?  have i not belittled others for their inept fashion decisions, do i not make fun of others behind their backs (because i was raised right) on a constant unyeilding basis. i am questioning my entire faith right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was totally planning on wearing them today too.  i have so many cute outfits planned around those pants, they went w/ so many things.  i better be able to find a replacement pair.  and damn it they were hemmed to perfection. man i miss my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in happier news, ka, vitatwin, sven, kq and i learned that the cast of veronica mars will be at comic-con the day we are going (yes, were are the rare breed of hot nerds) i am totally wearing my veronica is my bff shirt in hopes that veronica will indeed become my bff and we'll go shopping, solve mysteries and have an all around funtabulous time hanging around neptune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also friday night was especially enjoyable as kq, vitatwin, jr and i went and ate at good stuff (it's good stuff!).  on the way home dropping everyone off we enjoyed one of the most intellectual conversations i have had in years.  the topic: pooping.  who can you talk about poop w/ if not your friends?  we went through all of our stories of those kids in school who wet or in the rare case craped themselves.  for me it was mike sands, the place mrs. fries' kindergarten class where: the reading carpet during story time.  we have found that that poor kid is remembered, first &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; last name forever as the kid who wet and or deficated themselves during school hours. and then daniel crapshispants (i can't remember his last name, though i know it rhymed w/ crapshispants... poor kid never hads a chance) when in the 5th grade he soiled himslef and sat it in all day till a brown spot appeared on his pants.  yes, remember that kid, think of him or her fondly and be glad you weren't them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now that we have covered all the important things, clothes and poo i can bid you a good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  o    a   a   a&lt;br /&gt;g    b  n   n&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111993592335390348?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111993592335390348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111957352844101325</id><published>2005-06-23T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T22:41:10.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short term memory loss, a plus!</title><content type='html'>so i may have no short term memory but at some point it becomes long term memory and i remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were a few things i forgot about disneyland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a parade of homos down main street, many of whom were at a fabulous level of 10 when they needed to bring it down to a 2.  especially the two dressed as royal court rope carriers at the end of the parade... their over zealous smiles and posing for no reason was funny, both cause it was true and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wore my shirt designed by kq for my fav tv show veronica mars. it says veronica is my b.f.f. and has an illustrated version of veronica on it.  it was quite funny to see people's reaction.  most everyone i walked by read my shirt, i could see them read it and i knew what they were thinking, most of the time because they said it aloud: "who's veronica?". a few people got it, those would be the cool people.  others would get all attitude-y about it. ummm, it's a shirt and by wearing it i wasn't in any way trying to ask you a question, so let it go.  many people just looked at me, i know, you're jealous, but you can't be me, it just isn't going to happen. sorry, i know many of your dreams have been ruined as well... always one to rain on a parade, i am! (and in no way was i trying to refer to barbara streisand, just because i'm gay doesn't mean i like her, that woman is a supreme bitch (and crazy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also climbed through all of the tarzon tree house having been told i would find a half naked man at the end (who would pass up this opportunity?) only to find he wasn't there... if you're going to prominse a half naked man, you best be ready to provide. (a note to remember for all you loyal readers out there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some good news, kiss has left for vacation, ding dong the bitch is gone, now only if it would stay gone.  i have never wished ill will on anyone, but if he died, i don't think i'd care.  i know that sounds awful of me, but if you knew him you'd agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another plus, dancing with the stars was on last night and my fav team has moved onto next week: kelly and alec. yay! i also called and voted so they could stick around next week, taking my sad level dangerously high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hit me baby one more time was on tonight, what a fun show, you really get to see why some of them didn't stick around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i caught kept, and ritardo is gone!  oops, did i ruin it for you. meh. you'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and last night tlc had this great special "double crossed" where it combined both what not to wear and while you were out. can it get any better? tlc, i applaud thee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on thatnote i wish you a great night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g  b n n&lt;br /&gt; o   a a a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111957352844101325?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111957352844101325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111957352844101325&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111957352844101325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111957352844101325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/06/short-term-memory-loss-plus.html' title='short term memory loss, a plus!'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111957295991681128</id><published>2005-06-23T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T17:30:32.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my boss</title><content type='html'>that's it. that's all i wanted to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111957295991681128?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111933158780319595</id><published>2005-06-20T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T22:43:52.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>utah is wet w/ a sotw part 2</title><content type='html'>ok so where was i... it is difficult to remember after the beating i received from kq :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right disneyland. ahh the happiest place on earth, unless you decide to go the the "enchanted" tiki room. 15 min of my life i will never get back. tiki-tiki.........tiki.  and not so fun is waiting 20 minutes for a "cast member" (yes, that is what they are called) to find the price of something you'd like to buy. i found this cool print of the classic people mover poster (i loved that ride when i was little, there was never a line!) of course it just happened to be the last one and not have a price tag on it. so at the register the cast member calls "downstairs" (aka hell) to get the sku # so she can ring it up.  after a few minutes they can't find it, so she goes to get the price from the art section. 15 minutes later she returns to tell me the price (which i knew and told her) that there were no more (yet again info i had already given) and that she was just going to ring it up w/ a "dump sku" (dump is right) but she would need her manager's approval (and guess who just dissappeared) so she runs off to find her manager and then she finally returns and i can finished being rung up.  the least that could have been done is to give me free chocolate or offered me something for fee jokingly. but no, it had to be as painful as possible. oh and did i forget to mention that all of this was taking place at 10:30 at night and all we wanted to do was go home, but no i had to have my print didn't i. though the fireworks show in celebration of their 50th anniversary was quite spectacular. but then again i'm a sucker for a fairy flying around a giant tower... that sounds dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the sotw: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shake&lt;/b&gt; by elize a great donce song (i recommend the remix) which can be found on itunes, her second song &lt;b&gt;automatic&lt;/b&gt; is even better, but not available, though i have it and i'm not sharing, sucks to be you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual there is lots of stuff i wanted to talk about but forgot it. oh well, you can head on over to kq's blog 9lww and thank her for it, go ahead and let her know how disappointed you are that she deprived you of you daily vitamin_g, that'll teach her.  but there's always next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i sign off tonight as, the evil queen... hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g    b&lt;br /&gt;o    a&lt;br /&gt;      n&lt;br /&gt;      a&lt;br /&gt;      n&lt;br /&gt;      a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. ml while at bj's (hey, do we have to go over this again, i'll wash your mind out w/ soap) i had a pizookie... how i have missed it so. damn it now i want one again.  the gooey cookie (i prefer chocolate chip or white chocolate macadamia nut, i had a chocolate one that night) the delicious vanilla ice cream, ooh it's devilishly good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111933158780319595?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111933158780319595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111933158780319595&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111933158780319595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to the world. look at me i'm a humanitarian, i'm such a good person for writing this blog. this also adds to the pressure as i have to make sure that every entry is just as equally entertaining... so already you know this entry will blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let's go over my weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: left work late and went home and sat in front of the tv and watched what not to wear, avatar the last airbender... among other things i can't remember (damn equal).  i love what not to wear and now there is a contest to "be stacey and clinton" or something like that.  hey, i can make people feel completely insecure about themselves and then dress 'em up cute so they feel all pretty.  i do it every morning to myelf already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: went into work for a while (ughh i know, but it is so much easier to get things done when no one else is there).  the i went out w/ jr, ds, su, and cs.  we went to bj's (hey, get your mind out of the gutter, they sell pizza, though can't say that i'd turn down what you were thinking, what tmi?) for dinner and enjoyed lots of food, way too much food, delicious none-the-less.  then cs was tired so she went home and the rest of us went and saw mr and mrs smith, quite enjoyable.  an all around good time.  fun for the whole family, except for that two year old screaming through the previews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we, meaning cs, jr and i made a stop at target before dinner as i needed to pick up some short socks for sunday (we'll get to it soon, just be patient).  on the way out i heard someone yelling my name, well with so many adoring fans i didn't think much of it, but then it kept going, so i turned around and there was a girl i knew since i was in kindergarten, cr.  i haven't seen her in a long time and she didn't even have the courtesy to tell me how amazingly fantastic i looked (i was chunky in high school, it's ok, i've accepted it and so can you).  she then talked about how she is going to penn for grad school (she went to nyu for undergrad, though i have no idea what her major was).  she also had a friend from nyu w/ her and by friend i do believe she ment her homo.  she then preceeded to bring up a fact to this day do not remember: allegedly i was the first boy she kissed and if this alleged act did indeed happen then she was the first and last girl i kissed... so i suppose i have her to thank for "turning me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday: again went into work in the morning.  then proceeded to go to dizneeland w/ kq, ds and a co-worker visiting from hong kong.  what can i say about the d-land... a whole lotta freaks and very little personal space. oh and at some points, d-land farted. it was an enjoyable day, what's more fun than making fun of people from out of state... sometimes it's just too easy.  like i don't know why you would want to wear glitter camo, really are you hididng from the glitter police? the tooth fairy perhaps.  girls, please stay away form the glitter camo, it's just a no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now must leave cause kq is here to drag me away to pilates and i do not want to incur her wrath, it's an evil and oppressive one. i will write more later, kq is getting all kinds of cranky.  see you soon! i'll also reveal this weeks sotw!! i know the suspense is killing me too. kq is soooo mad at me right now. hee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111931381872701399?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111931381872701399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111931381872701399&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(sorry i am refraining from using certain words that kiss does, so bear w/ me as we travel back in time).  there is drama, suspense, laughing, crying, and great clothes. plus it really makes you want to dance (note that i said want to, not actually physically engage in the act of).  i love it and i am looking forward to hit me baby one more time tomorrow.  i love tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who don't watch tv are weird, no offense, you just are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, the atm at my work jipped me 20 bucks, wtf. no, seriously wtf.  what the hell are you supposed to do when that happens?  well, what i did was to proceed to count the money in front of the camera and say to it as i shook my head "not 200 dollars"  then i wrote a note and dropped it into the deposit box. b*itches better give me my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, after working out w/ka, kq and i went to mcdonald's to get fruit and yogurt parfaits, they're only 3 points!  and what happens, they're out of the large and i have to settle for snack size. i was like what do i do w/ this. it is seriously the tiniest thing ever. not that it isn't cute as a button, but c'mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on another side note, there are some super boring blogs out there.  i decide to try the "next blog" button and was taken to a genital herpes blog, that's right, each day some fact is posted. how fun. i also came across several website advertisements built into blogs it's good to know spam is truly everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you to those whose blogs i read for entertaining me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 15    2 1 14 1 14 1 (that's go banana in numerical form, boo yah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111890325242272186?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111881929218241602</id><published>2005-06-14T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T00:15:59.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>obsessed fan / go blogger / kuwait farted / sotw</title><content type='html'>so today i received my first demand for a blog, which rather than offend, insult or scare me into never logging into my account again, i was flattered. to think that someone is eagerly waiting for my new posts, sitting at their computer hitting refresh in hopes that it has been updated. longing to read about my entertaining day or television watching experience.  so to you dear blog watcher i promise that i will update more often! unless of course i'm tired and would rather sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to say this whole "blogging" thing has been a great experience.  i feel like i have made so many new "friends."  and while i may know them through a friend, i have never met them, but still enjoy reading about what is happening in their life and look forward to hearing their comments on mine.  is that weird?  i don't think so, but that's me, ever the optimist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think i need to throw a blogger party and then we can actually meet, decide we like knowing each other online and continue are unique no human interaction friendship.  no, i think we might actually have a good time. hmm, makes plans in head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the things that makes it hard for me to sit down and type is realizing how slow i type and how many mistakes i make.  i have this weird thing since people are reading this i don't want to look stupid w/ all kinds of spelling mistakes and typos.  i think i just need to get over it, it's a blog not a novel, i've never been known for my writing skills... my writing 140 prof gave me c+, bitch, though my writing 340 teacher gave me an a- and it was 3 times as hard since it was for the usc business school, go me. and its not like me speak english proper in life that is real. i guess i just have high standards for myself, damn me for being an overachiever. why do i have to be so perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, lately i have done very little at work.  a big part of that is i really need to take a couple of days off and recover from that huge couple of weeks, but now just isn't a good time (though will there ever be a good time?)  luckily i haven't had to interact with kiss (my evil b'tard of a boss) too much lately. i did the other day and kiss gave me attitude so i gave it right back, i don't need crap from it (that's right it, kiss isn't human but evil incarnate sent to ruin any hope mankind has left), i am too good of an employee and too good at what i do for it to treat me like that. union! union! union! and now that i have channelled sally field, it's time to move onto the next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it turns out that ka and my blogger friends were at the same restaraunt as i and my friend jr on friday night, rcc.  though they were there hours after i was.  it was okay, it was an interesting night, as is the usaul case w/ jr and i.  the food was ok, jr ordered popcorn chicken and i was informed later that it looked the same going in as it did coming out, what too much info? oh a little poop talk is nothing between friends.  i decided that it is good in a drunken state and will need to try that in the future.  plus, i was trying to stick to my weight watcher's points. so we chatted and ate, well picked at our food. i was i formed about how jr thought the lyrics bring me a higher love were bring me a puddle of mud, which i almost wet myself at, you had to be there i suppose. and on our way out jr wanted a smoke (a terrible habit i do not condone, stop using those death sticks!) before we got back into her car, and as we are standing their talking some guy comes out farts and walks back in.  he made eye contact w/ us but was not deterred in releasing his gas upon us, in the eternal words of jodie sweetin (stephanie from full house, who, btw, i went to school with, she wasn't very nice), how rude. that is what a bathroom is for, c'mon it was just uneccessary, though it was an entertaining topic of conversation for jr and i.  ah it's always an adventure w/ her. this story makes me think of kathy griffin (who i love!) and her: who farted? oh, kuwait did. allegedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veronica mars is also back on, yay!  so be sure to watch the greatest show to ever air on tv.  you'll hear me talking (though really reading my typed words) about it a lot and i cannot wait until it comes out on dvd (yet another party to plan, ooh maybe we can dress up as the characters and reinact our favorite scenes! i'm geek-gasiming just thinking about it). tuesday nights at 9pm on upn (i know, but trust me) for the west coast, otherwise, check your local listings for times and channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now we come to that special time, the announcement of the sotw.  and this week is a doozy.  w/ over one thousand votes (on the last night of voting) from me and my family alone, comes american idol 2005 carrie underwood and her song inside your heaven.  maybe it's the fact that i secretly long to be an american idol myself (though, i am already a blog idol and work idol and all around amazingly perfect human being idol) she does have a beautiful voice, and although i've never been a fan of country i may just have to buy her full album, due in fall 2005. and all of the sudden i have turned into my mother who has become a big country fan (and i have no idea where it came from). you can download her song from itunes, or purchase it from wherever music is sold (could o be more of an advertisement tonight, shallow capitalism, i love thee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you enjoyed tonight's blog! y'all come back now, y'here. (please ignore all spelling and grammatical errors as i am too lazy to go back and check, this blog entry is out of control long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ananab og (that's right vita g:9 blog:0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111881929218241602?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111881929218241602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111881929218241602&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111881929218241602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111881929218241602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/06/obsessed-fan-go-blogger-kuwait-farted.html' title='obsessed fan / go blogger / kuwait farted / sotw'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111837435528851784</id><published>2005-06-09T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T21:22:24.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oops! i don't have a title</title><content type='html'>yes, i know i missed a day, i'd like to take a moment to apologize to all of my fans eagerly waiting for the newest post. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i finished cleaning my cube yesterday and i rearranged some things and i love the the new layout.  i totally thought of ml's post about re-arranging her room and not being able to sleep because she liked it so much because i got nothing done today other than admiring how beautiful my new layout is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the sad things in life that bring me joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the day i think of things i want to talk about in my blog, however thanks to the effects of equal (the blue packet sweetner) i have lost my short term memory (though i continue to love and use equal, however splenda is quite delicious as well, i enjoy my drinks w/ chemicals!).  i need to start writing down my amazingly interesting topics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i did go to lunch with ka, kq and sw (who moved from our group a while ago, but ka moved into her group so we've come back to all be in the same circle of cool people again).  it was great to see her and she'll be joining kq and i in our pilates class. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo i remembered my topic! *claps hands in excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night one of the reasons i didn't make a blog entry was tv (ok so it was really the only reason) i found two new shows i love.  one happens to be on tonight (i had caught the repeat of it on bravo last night), hit me baby one more time.  what a great idea!  singers/groups of the 80s come back and sing their biggest hit and then a hit from today.  it's fabulous because it is great to see those bands again and you can see who's doing good and who's not!  like tiffany (i think we're alone now), she's doing great and has an awesome voice.  cece penniston (finally) looks younger now than she did back then.  and then there was flock  of seagulls (i ran) not looking so hot (or sounding that hot for that matter) but me, i'm one who enjoys trainwercks (i.e. love, love, LOVE britney's chaotic!) there was also another band i can't remember the name, but they sang working for the weekend (found out it was loverboy).  and arrested development was on as well.  now when their song came out i was fairly young, i remember having the cd and listening to it over and over again.  now, i don't really know why i liked it.  i mean it was fine, but i just  couldn't get into it again.  tonight's episode has vanilla ice!  i had his cd, knew every song and totally had a crush on him, though at the time i didn't really know that, all  i know is i liked it when he didn't wear a shirt under his giant puffy jacket *fans self*.  he's not quite as dreamy now though. whattya going to do... makes plan to build a time machine and travel back and get "hot" vanilla ice to fall in love with me, but make sure not to run into myself as i wouldn't want the time space continuum (sp?) to implode).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second show is called dancing with stars (or dancing w/ the stars) either way it's so good. i don't care if i am the only person watching, i love it! i was so happy when trista (from the bachelorette) was dropped (each week a team of a celeb, well sorta celeb, and a pro dancer are let go if they have the lowest points based on a combo of the judges points and votes from the home audience).  i hate her, she is so annoying, bye biyotch. i don't know why i am so enthralled with it.  it could be the riduclous, but amazingly designed outfits, the cool dance shoes, the beauty of the dancing or the hope that one of the stars will screw up and knock/drop/trip their partner and listen to the live audience gasps of horror!  one can dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i only have a 1/2 hour before hit me baby one more times comes on i need to have some food!  go and watch  it for yourself, it's great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how many different ways i can come up w/ signing off, hmm.  i'm doing good so far.  hey look i just gave myself a new challenge for every day! go me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111821381248075276</id><published>2005-06-07T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T23:58:51.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer clean</title><content type='html'>yesterday and today i spent most of the day cleaning my cubicle at work, man i have accumulated a lot of crap over the past year and a half.  so it is time to purge.  my cube currently looks as though it exploded, but i hope to have my new sparkly clean cube finished tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels nice to be rid of so much old stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in other news i'm not having to work round the clock.  this week will be my breather week as more work will be here soon, but at least i have a bit of a break to prepare myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of the hard work makes it all worth it when you see the finished product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to continue the theme of blank of the week i have a topic of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did lindsay lohan have to go and become a cracked out crazy?  you're not britney hun, go back to the good girl we fell in love with, and for god's sake eat something, you're looking older than joan rivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ka i totally thought of you when you're fav episode of will &amp; grace was on last night, the one where jack is dating a guy who works at a coffee place and he is addicted to caffeine and talks super fast, great scene!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111821381248075276?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111821381248075276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111821381248075276&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111821381248075276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111821381248075276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/06/summer-clean.html' title='summer clean'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111812817825485103</id><published>2005-06-06T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T00:38:55.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>please cry for me argentina and sotw</title><content type='html'>ok, so i haven't posted in a couple days and i'd like to keep this daily, but i got home around 11pm  most nights from work last week , midnight on the others and i had to work saturday and sunday.  i wasn't really in the mood to write about my day of running around "putting out fires."  jeez, all i needed was a headset.  it was such hard work, please take a moment to feel sorry for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, i deserve longer than that! pity me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and as not to bore you w/ my week i'll move into this weeks sotw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake me up by girls aloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh how i loves me girls, electropop is so much fun and this song is one of my fav's off the album "what will the neighbors say"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are a uk band so we don't get much of their music in the states and itunes doesn't have their albums, which i find odd.  they were the winners of the uk version of popstars, but unlike eden's crush (it's sad i remember that, but you know i own the cd) they had staying power and songs that are actually good.  rumors are they are coming to the us soon... and if you're lukcy jr, kq and ka i'll drag you along to the concerts!  woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus they love my peeps!  how can i not love them back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are my new spice girls, though i will always love the spice and there is talk of a best hits album with new tracks and a reunion and a reunion tour... give  me a moment i practically wet myself from the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can check them out here at there official site as well as listen to their songs and watch their videos, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girlsaloud.co.uk"&gt;www.girlsaloud.co.uk&lt;/a href&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go banana, go go banana&lt;br /&gt;go banana, go go banana!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111812817825485103?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111812817825485103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111812817825485103&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111812817825485103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111812817825485103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/06/please-cry-for-me-argentina-and-sotw.html' title='please cry for me argentina and sotw'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111761075347416552</id><published>2005-06-01T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T00:27:51.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sotw</title><content type='html'>this'll be a short post, but i have decided that every week i am going to recommend a song (or cd if the mood strikes me) and it will be known as the "song of the week" (i know how did i come up w/ such a unique and creative title) or sotw.  who knows maybe people will like the songs i'm listening to too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the first sotw is: (drum roll please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart by elkland.  it is pure fun, totally 80s sounding and the singers voice is heavenly to listen to.  the full cd ("golden") is really good as well.  this is one of those chance purchases at a listening station that really turns out good, which is usually never the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can check them out at their website here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.elkland.net"&gt;elkland.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you can listen to the apart single in the music section.  if you have itunes, i suggest you listen to the clips, you'll want the cd in no time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111761075347416552?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111731680002386579</id><published>2005-05-28T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T14:47:57.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go banana v. gogobanana</title><content type='html'>so friday i went into work at 10:30... just a couple hours from when i'm supposed to be at work. meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily i work in a place where i can go in late like that every now and then.  plus, friday is a half day and we leave at one, though i was there till 8 because i had to get some stuff done.  i didn't mind it though, i can get twice as much done w/o people there to bug me and ask for things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so unfortunately for you nothing really exciting happened for me to share, but i have thought of another topic to discuss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'm sure all the 1 of 2's of people who read this are dying to know why the blog it titled go banana, but you have to go to gogobanana.blogspot.com? well, gobanana.blogspot is taken.  i pondered over what to do because of that.  i was even going to change the name, but couldn't think of something i liked more.  and although gogobanana bugs me what irks me even more is the fact that the person who has gobanana hasn't posted on since 2002, 2002! wtf?  at some point shouldn't it be put back into the pool?  i'm sure i could have written to blogspot and asked about this, but that requires effort and i'd have to wait for a reply and would not have been able to share the amazing and riveting stories with y'all.  so now you can rest easier knowing the truth behind gobanana v gogobanana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it is time for me to head back to work to try and get ahead of the game... yes, feel sorry for me.  but i love what i do, even though the hatred for my boss burns w/ the power of a thousand suns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;br /&gt;banana&lt;br /&gt;go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111731680002386579?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111731680002386579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111731680002386579&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111731680002386579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111731680002386579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/05/go-banana-v-gogobanana.html' title='go banana v. gogobanana'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111717650029142996</id><published>2005-05-26T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T00:28:27.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aim low, very low</title><content type='html'>so as you may remember i posted a challenge for myself yesterday... to get to work on time since i had an 8 am meeting... yeah not so much, ooops!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my alarm went off at 6:45am and as usual i pushed snooze, alarm again, snooze again.  at some point i just shut it off.  next thing i know i look at the clock and it says 7:59, so i have a minute to shower, get ready and get to work, stop by my cubicle and grab the things i need and get to the room where the meeting is being held, f*ck w/a capital f (though i never write in capitals so in this case a lower case f, which is just as bad as a capital, if not worse).  i proceed to run and turn on the shower as well as check the other clocks in the apartment to assure myself that yes, indeed i am screwed, and to my dismay they answer w/ 8:00 on their faces, mocking me, clocks are bastards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i proceed to shower at the speed of light, still groggy and not quite completely clear as to what is going on.  a 2 minute shower, that must be some sort of record, right? then a 30 second dry-off, which by the way, i do not recommend, friction was not my friend today. i brush my teeth and grab an outfit along w/ shoes, ever the multi-tasker.  this is where the one good thing comes in, in my two-minute shower i decided upon a monochromatic look today (also in part because i read that ml was doing it on her blog, and if the cool kids do it...) so i was goiong to wear all black, someting that which i have not done before. this however is not the good part, enter the shoes (again i was influenced by a blog, peer pressure - i just cave, as y (between naps on the right) had talked of a pair of shoes she bought but doesn't have much to wear them with, i wore &lt;b&gt;those&lt;/b&gt; shoes today as they are black w/ two white stripes, though mine don't cause me pain when i wear them. so now even though i will be late, at least i'll be stylish!  out of the door at 8:20 (i know pretty good huh?) and to work by 8:40, though i would have been there quicker had i not hit every single red light on the way, of course.  (i don't have to get onto the freeway to go to work, haha. not that it causes me to ever be to work on time, that's right i can hear you haha me, i deserve it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while in the car i call ahead to see what's happening, see the meeting starts at 8, but several groups have to go through their items before getting to mine, so far i think i'm okay.  i get kq to take my stuff down to the room so that i can head straight there (genius, i know, thanks kq, without you my plan never would have worked).  so i park my car and run to the meeting room.  luckily people are coming in and out all through the meeting so it won't look odd that i am entering.  also of luck is that the room has a tiny little hallway w/ a table, i drop my bag and jacket off here (people can see me, but not the important ones!) and proceed forward and stand in the back to see where the meeting is at.  i stand there for about thirty seconds and boom i'm on... i kick ass (of course) and no one is the wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while i may have technically failed at my challenge, in reality i sorta did even better since i surprised even myself w/ my speed and resourcefullness to cover my ass and come off as being completely on top of things. go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day blandly marched on, though today was ka's moving day to a different department, things just won't be the same w/o her.  we miss you already, though i'm sure you'll be much happier in your new locale ;) and we are holding you to those thursday lunches! and don't worry we'll caw caw by soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news i went in search for fantastic four movie figures with no such luck (in the previous post we've already established i'm sad, i'm just continuing to prove the point).  i did however buy 3 cd's: fannypack: their 2nd cd titled, see you next tuesday.  i love them, ridiculous and fun!  elkland, who i had never heard of, but they were at the listening station and i quite enjoyed what i heard and last and certainly most embarrassing is: jim verraros, that's right the same jv that was on american idol.  his cd is actually pretty good, i was pleasantly surprised. however the largest part of the "yes" to purchasing his cd: someone had a makeover, had he looked like that on idol, i would have voted for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also went over my alotted points for the day... i'm allowed a bad day (and i still hadn't used my flexpoints, so i'm still good.), i just couldn't resist the donettes at the office and a candy bar at toys r us... again, already gone over this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that concludes today's post: go banana, go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and calling the gym, yeah didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my goal for tomorrow: just make it to work at some point. the more general i am the more likely i am to succeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111717650029142996?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111717650029142996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111717650029142996&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111717650029142996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111717650029142996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/05/aim-low-very-low.html' title='aim low, very low'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111709187391535404</id><published>2005-05-26T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T11:01:25.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>me *heart* tv</title><content type='html'>so it was a big dilema to choose between the american idol finale (aif) and lost (um... lost) and aif won.  i did my best to switch between the two, but i ended up only switching once to lost only to see some big fire and hear a baby cry. oh well, it was well worth it to see carrie win.  i voted for her (264 times to be exact, some say sad, i say persistant, she won didn't she?) and had my fingers crossed the entire time.  and when i say entire time, i mean i peeked online an hour before the results, but continued to watch anyway for the fear that what i had read was a lie.  again, sad, but persistant.  i know there is love out there for bo, but i just didn't like him.  i had wanted vonzelle in the top 2, but at least i got one.  i totally don't like country either, but will without a doubt  be in line to buy her cd the day it comes out (sad, but persistant).  i really hope that her single has her singing the &lt;i&gt;heart&lt;/i&gt; song alone, damn that was awsome, i got chills. the girls got pipes.  plus i also quite enjoyed the spoof they did about the whole paula abdul scandal amazingly it was actually funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up next was alias i've missed a lot of the season, but am still hooked.  the finale was a bit too resident evil, but still quite good.  didn't see that last part coming, though i probably should have huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then of course i watched friends at 11 and will &amp; grace at 11:30 (great episode w/ sandra berhhardt.  i gotsta to go, i gotsta to go!  love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel a bit lost w/o my veronica on, my weeks just aren't the same, i love her so... veronica is my b.f.f.  it is an amazing show, i can't wait for the re-runs!  and it better be on dvd soon... i see a veronica viewing party in the future!  with lots of food... all w/ points labeled as i (and my co-workers) are on weight watcher's and i am determined to be "hot"... sad, but persistant!  just as sad was my excitement when i learned i could eat 2 breakfast lean pockets for 6 points!  granted one is half the size of a regular hot pocket, but that means that one is only 3 points, score!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll try to set goals for myself and see how quickly i fail at them, but at least i'll be persitant and then sad... though i don't think it's any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i need to get up and to work on time since i have a 8am meeting (yes, i know you're thinking 'how hard can that be', just wait you'll find out soon enough (that is of course under my assumption that anyone other than myslef reads this, which is sad, but... no it's just sad this time)  as you can tell by the time this blog is posted at i'm off to a great start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let's overachieve for the first goal, i'll go to my company's gym and sign up! that is if i can remember... as i'll be tired (from having to get up so early for my meeting to accomplish part a. of this goal) and lazy (again, since i had to get up so early) and not want to walk all the way over there, well take the shuttle over to the main building, but there is walking involved, hey i'm tired from having to get up so early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been craving cheese lately... and on that random note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go banana. go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111709187391535404?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111709187391535404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111709187391535404&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111709187391535404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111709187391535404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/05/me-heart-tv.html' title='me *heart* tv'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13180589.post-111707293946643977</id><published>2005-05-25T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T19:25:52.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ummm....pressure</title><content type='html'>so um, this is my first post and i seem to feel a great deal of pressure for it to be not only insightful (laughs at self) but entertaining as well.  i suppose i could start with how i came to this blog's name: go banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in part, it is due to the gwen stefani song, you know the one: "the uh-oh (yes, uh-oh, as heard on the radio) is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s (you have no idea how long it took me to get that right... it's sad really) which got banana in to my head, though banana is in my head a lot... that sounds wrong, hmm, however i am leaving it even though it does indeed sound very wrong, yes banana in my head, a lot. i like it. (again wrong). but a large part is also owed to ralph wiggum on the simpson's... and his encouraging words as the fruits race on the bus (which causes them to be stranded on an island which leads to another great line: "i'm so hungry i could eat at arby's") "go banana" as the banana just sits there, but you can tell he's hoping it'll win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, there wouldn't be a blog w/o ml's blog follow the frog (link on the right), which i have ka to thank for introducing me to it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is the long and drawn out story i suppose, if someone reads this, please don't judge me solely on this one post, though i would probably judge you on yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go banana, go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13180589-111707293946643977?l=gogobanana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/feeds/111707293946643977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13180589&amp;postID=111707293946643977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111707293946643977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13180589/posts/default/111707293946643977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogobanana.blogspot.com/2005/05/ummmpressure.html' title='ummm....pressure'/><author><name>vitamin g</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16763703491229106603</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
