tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57929472011-06-08T02:27:01.950-04:00GECKO WORLD - THE ESCAPADES OF A GECKOGIRLTHE ADVENTURE THAT I CALL LIFEGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1149530307668747402006-06-05T13:57:00.000-04:002006-06-05T13:58:27.680-04:00I'M AT THE NEW SPOTGo here - http://onelifestand.blogsome.comGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1148405949143590762006-05-23T13:38:00.000-04:002006-05-23T14:52:46.620-04:00WELL, IT'S TUESDAYI'm pretty swamped here at work I figured you guys deserved some kind of post this week. I'm working tomorrow but after that, I won't be back for almost two glorious weeks. Thursday I plan to go broke splurge and give myself a spa day before heading home for the weekend. Four days and counting until THE BIG DAY! Sometime next month, my name will change to "Gecko Girl Chill" (no GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1147785572816308452006-05-16T09:18:00.000-04:002006-05-16T09:19:32.826-04:00IT'S A FAMILY AFFAIRSummer is almost here and you know what that means...it's family reunion season. My dad's family has theirs on even years and my mom's family has theirs on odd years. That means I have a reunion every friggin' July. Not that I don’t love my family but my mom’s family reunions are always wack and we’re not close to (and don’t know half of) my dad’s family.My dad is hounding me GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1147288010061702352006-05-10T15:06:00.000-04:002006-05-10T16:17:48.896-04:00RAIN, RAIN, GO AWAYThe rain is really starting to get on my nerves. It was pouring down on Thursday night, which meant that GeckoBro couldn't bring my bike back. It was pouring down on Sunday morning and I hate going out in the rain. On the bright side, there was no problem finding a parking space or a seat at church. Now, rumor has it, it's going to pour down this afternoon which may interfere GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1147093923090671832006-05-08T09:11:00.000-04:002006-05-08T09:12:03.106-04:00GOING TO THE CHAPEL COURTHOUSEI went to the courthouse on Friday to get my marriage license. I was a bit surprised to see three couples (out of the five there, including us) were getting married immediately after getting their licenses. I don't know that I'd want Cinco de Mayo for my anniversary but I digress...The first girl was wearing a veil. I originally thought it was cute that she was GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1146750993114528402006-05-04T09:55:00.000-04:002006-05-04T09:56:33.126-04:00TGIFwell it's Friday for meAll is well in GeckoWorld. C2A referred me to a guy who can probably fix my window and one of jezchill's coworkers is going to cut up the fallen tree next week for only $25. There was a message on my answering machine last night from a realtor who wants to show my house today. Hopefully the window and tree won't deter the buyer. While I am not looking forward to having GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1146494442172780602006-05-01T10:40:00.000-04:002006-05-01T10:40:42.186-04:00WELL THEY RUINED IT FOR THE REST OF USDon't you just hate it when a couple of goof balls ruin it for everyone? I work in what can be called a "secure area". Because of that, vending machines aren't allowed. To save everyone from the plight of no snacks, some kind souls took it upon themselves to create snack areas on every floor. These wonderful people go out and buy snacks to stock the snack GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1146231527813858232006-04-28T09:38:00.000-04:002006-04-28T09:38:47.826-04:00COLORSTRUCKThere's always a lot of talk about black people being colorstruck. After an incident at the gym the other day, I'm inclined to believe that white people are colorstruck too, just in a different way. I was getting my bicep curl on and noticed two white guys have a semi-heated conversation. They appeared to be friends and the conversation seemed to be good-natured, though quite animated.GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1146064858481242702006-04-26T11:20:00.000-04:002006-04-26T11:20:58.496-04:00THEY'LL HAVE NO ONE TO BLAME BUT THEMSELVESI was having an IM convo with rainmayun this morning and decided I'd bring the topic to you guys. Our wedding invitations were mailed on March 31st. The RSVP deadline is tomorrow, April 27th. As of yesterday, I'd received LESS THAN ONE THIRD of the response cards. I'm sure that plenty of the people who haven't RSVPed plan on coming, just haven't GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1145461960989847722006-04-19T11:50:00.000-04:002006-04-19T11:52:41.003-04:00I DID IT"It" being got a retainer for my teeth, actually TWO retainers. My dentist did the bait and switch on me. I went in this morning thinking I would be getting one lower retainer (which I figured wouldn't be too bad) but walked out with an upper and a lower retainer. The upper one is that one that sucks. It feel tres unnatural having something on the palate of your mouth. Not to mention, it GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1144952754489835692006-04-18T20:37:00.000-04:002006-04-18T08:39:34.566-04:00IS IT GOOD ENOUGH?I was reading the Star Jones book Shine the other week. There was a chapter talking about how people become complacent in many facets of their lives. She quoted a line from a movie that asked, If this is as good as your life gets, is it good enough? I think that's a question everyone should ask themselves. For me, the answer is pretty much. I don't say 100% yes because there areGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1145282792186785992006-04-17T10:06:00.000-04:002006-04-17T10:06:32.203-04:00GOOD TIMESpart three (or is it four?)It's now Wednesday morning - our last day to ski in Switzerland. It was snowing and visibility wasn't that great but we didn't want to pass up our last chance to ski. Once on the mountain, the visibility was even worse. It was me, jezchill and a novice we'd picked up at the hotel. jezchill suggested that we head to the top of the mountain. If we could get GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1144943896501673242006-04-14T08:00:00.000-04:002006-04-14T10:18:10.486-04:00GOOD TIMESpart threeTuesday we decided to forego skiing and take one of the tours. We hopped on one of the ubiquitous buses and headed to Italy, a mere 1.5 hour drive. I must say our bus driver was the bomb because we travelled about 30km on narrow twisty roads. I've never seen a road with back to back to back hairpin turns like that...and going downhill. I can't imagine driving on that road in GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1144872831632161922006-04-12T16:13:00.000-04:002006-04-13T08:55:48.013-04:00GOOD TIMESpart twoMonday morning, we were up bright and early for more skiing. Thankfully the weather was better. We stopped at one of the lodges for lunch. There was no indoor seating, only picnic tables and bar tables. I took a seat and tried to figure out the menu. I saw someone eating something that looked like a burrito and the only words on the menu I understood were "hot dog" so I decided GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1144849823515932672006-04-12T09:49:00.000-04:002006-04-12T09:50:23.536-04:00GOOD TIMES!part oneLet me just say that my coworker is a GENIUS! I gave him my memory card on Monday and today he brought me a CD of my Europe pictures. He said the FAT was corrupted but he was able to recover most of the pics. I'm going to have to buy him lunch or something. That said, let me tell you about our trip.We flew out Friday night and landed about 10am local time in Zurich. From there,GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1144661261816072422006-04-10T05:26:00.000-04:002006-04-10T05:46:52.703-04:00WHAT I DID ON MY SPRING BREAKthe good, the bad and the uglyYes, I am up at 5am. Damned jet lag! I was so tired when I went to bed around 11:30pm last night then I kept waking up so I decided to just go ahead and get up. There's lot to tell about my trip - good, bad and ugly. I want to end on a positive note so I'll start you off with the ugly.THE UGLYThis is what greeted me when I got home GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1143737502145010782006-03-30T11:51:00.000-05:002006-03-30T11:51:42.160-05:00OFF TO SEE THE WIZARD WORLDThat's right folks. As of tomorrow, I will be off on a much needed belated birthday trip/vacation. This is my last ski trip of the season and I look forward to swooshing down the slopes in Switzerland. I'm a teeny bit worried because I've heard they don't mark their trails as well as in the US and they use a different color coding system. I believe it's also easy to skiGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1143647716609539932006-03-29T10:52:00.000-05:002006-03-29T12:16:29.706-05:00MIDWEEK MEMEI'm lacking creativity today so I decided to a 100 things post.I have lived in six states.One of those states was Alaska.Incidentally, I have been to six foreign countries (gotta get that number up).I like to sample the local fare whenever I travel somewhere new even though I can be a bit of a picky eater.I LOVE ranch dressing - I eat it on everything from wings to pizza to baked GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1143119269792826492006-03-23T08:07:00.000-05:002006-03-23T08:08:04.710-05:00SPRING BREAKpart two11th gradeI guess our youth pastor didn't learn anything from the trip in part one because he decided to take us skiing for spring break the next year. So off we went to North Carolina along with the a friend of one of the guys, a dude we nicknamed Killa. We all piled into one of his friend's vacation cabins. So once again, it was the youth pastor and us crammed in a space GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1143061025263555502006-03-22T15:56:00.000-05:002006-03-22T16:42:45.136-05:00SPRING BREAKpart one*updated at 4:40pm*It's that time of year again. Since I don't get spring break anymore (being gainfully employed has its DISadvantages), I decided to recount some of my most memorable spring breaks.10th gradeMy church youth group went to Chicago for spring break that year. I don't recall doing any type of missions work so I'm not sure why we went but it was definitely a trip GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1142864775750851352006-03-20T09:25:00.000-05:002006-03-20T09:26:15.763-05:00TODAY IS THE DAYThat's right folks, THIRTY years ago today, GeckoGirl was born. My day has started off well. I got a pre-emptive birthday call from GeckoDad last night. He says my card is in the mail and should arrive today and I'll get my gift when I go home this weekend. I got a wakeup call from jezchill and he brought gifts by before I went to work. Yay! He says my other gift has not arrived GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1142365493245636612006-03-14T14:44:00.000-05:002006-03-14T14:46:59.033-05:00HOW FAR HAVE WE REALLY COME?My weekend was absolutely fabulous. My friends came in from out of town for a “bridal weekend”. One of our activities was Sunday brunch at an exclusive country club. The food and service were superb. I just love being “ladies who lunch”. The only thing that made brunch less than stellar for me was the racial composition of the dining room. The only other black people GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1141834106554475162006-03-08T11:07:00.000-05:002006-03-08T11:08:26.566-05:00WHAT'S YOUR SELF RESPECT WORTH?A coworker sent me this article* this morning and I want to say I'm surprised but I'm not. What saddens me is that there are probably a whole lot of chicks out there who would read this article and not see anything wrong with it. For that kind of money, damn right I'd let my man screw around a little. He's probably cheating anyway. I might as well get paid. They GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1141147025881859602006-02-28T12:16:00.000-05:002006-02-28T12:17:05.896-05:00WHAT'S GOING ON First and foremost, I stopped drinking soda. Yay me. It's funny cause everyone thinks there must be some complex reason why. But there's not - I just know that soda isn't good for you therefore, I'm refraining. I never buy it for home and rarely when eating out but I was drinking 1-3 sodas per day at work. So I've ditched the soda cans and picked up a water bottle instead. I hit GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1140629237836018972006-02-22T12:26:00.000-05:002006-02-22T12:27:17.846-05:00TOOT, TOOTI know I've been delinquent on the blogging and I'll try to do better but I just wanted to take a minute to toot my own horn. My manager just called me telling me she wants to nominate me for a nationally recognized award. While I hold no expectations of actually winning, it is quite an accomplishment just to be nominated. So needless to say, I'll be busy the rest of the day completing GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1139856415431820372006-02-13T13:46:00.000-05:002006-02-13T14:00:43.640-05:00TODAY IS A GOOD DAYI think my last post mentioned the class I'm taking at work. Well, it's a Certified Manager (CM) class. When I sent in my application, I was told that I didn't have enough work experience to become a CM but I could still take the class and the exams and just be an associate CM. Well, unbeknownst to me, the people who teach the class contacted the administrators of the course GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1139450189609869952006-02-08T20:55:00.000-05:002006-02-08T20:56:29.626-05:00WHAT A WEDNESDAYMy to do list runneth over. I have so much to do but I need a little time to decompress first. Work has been crazy this week. I’ve been staying until 7pm on a regular basis. Word is, there will be some major changes in our group soon and rumor has it, some people may be demoted. I’m hoping this will be an opportunity for me to move up in the ranks. It’s no secret to my manager GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1138901950669292672006-02-02T12:38:00.000-05:002006-02-02T12:39:10.680-05:00SOMETIMES THE ANSWER IS RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUI caught the tail end of Dr. 90210 last night and Dr. Rey was telling his family about the missions trip from which he'd just returned. He was trying to communicate how much he'd gotten out of the trip and he said (I'm paraphrasing), When you give freely of yourself, YOU'RE the one who ends up receiving. When I heard that, it was like an epiphany. It'sGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1138384998793740272006-01-27T13:02:00.000-05:002006-01-27T13:03:18.810-05:00JUST A QUICK HELLOAnd here I am at this placeI've tried to get to all my life - Vivian Green, "Music"I'm off today and being a bum but I just wanted to drop in so you guys don't think I've fallen off the face of the earth. Everything is good. The drama at work has ceased; the situation has been resolved and I'm starting a Certified Manager course next month in the hopes of garnering a promotion GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1137535805589667572006-01-17T17:09:00.000-05:002006-01-17T17:10:05.610-05:00LET IT SNOWWell, I'm finally back in town for more than a few days at a time. I spent the weekend skiing in Tahoe and the trip was pretty darn good. Of course, I'm a glutton for punishmentpain for even attempting to ski on this bum toe of mine but I think it was worth it, despite having to change bloody bandages every night. The conditions on Friday were just perfect. It was a balmy 50 degrees GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1136946327644177402006-01-10T21:24:00.000-05:002006-01-10T21:25:27.646-05:00I'M THE KINGI was in the airport this morning (I'm actually typing this on the plane) headed to the west coast. I noticed a really tall guy who looked a bit "thugged out", shall we say. I chided myself for stereotyping and figured hey, even thugs have to travel. LOL. That's when I noticed a short guy with huge aviator sunglasses walking next to him. I thought he looked familar but couldn't think GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1136946190864577172006-01-10T21:22:00.000-05:002006-01-10T21:23:10.883-05:00IS THIS THE END?(part five of the Hawaii Chronicles)Needless to say, I was kind of bummed by my surf accident but I was determined not to let it ruin my week. On Thursday, we had tickets for an all day outing at Hanauma Bay (hiking, snorkeling and boogie boarding) that we were forced to cancel due to the doctor's instructions to stay off my foot and out of the water. I'd already had to have a GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1136573874024889422006-01-06T13:57:00.000-05:002006-01-06T13:57:54.036-05:00IT'S ALWAYS FUN UNTIL SOMEONE GETS HURT(part four of the Hawaii Chronicles)If you haven't already, read the beginning of the story here. When we left off, our fearless blogger was catching big waves and showing people how surfing is really done. Every ride since my first had been the perfect ride. All the instructors were complimenting me on my natural surf abilities. Though paddling back out GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1136563649781955422006-01-06T11:06:00.000-05:002006-01-06T11:07:29.793-05:00HANG TEN(part three of the Hawaii Chronicles)Sorry for the delay but yesterday was just the CRAZIEST day at work. Now, on to the fourth day of our vacation, Wednesday. We were still a bit on eastern time so once again, we woke up early and headed to the beach. The mission - to learn to surf. It was beginning to look like a beautiful day, even if the water was a bit chilly. We headed over to the GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1136396489926620942006-01-04T12:41:00.000-05:002006-01-04T15:38:25.660-05:00IT'S NOT COMMERCIALIZED(part two of the Hawaii Chronicles)I don't remember much of what we did during the day on Tuesday but it's safe to assume it involved sleeping, lounging on the beach, eating, sleeping on the beach, eating... I will say this about the Japanese though - they come up with some nifty stuff. I saw people walking around with digital cameras that were practically the size of a GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1136302451125958392006-01-03T10:33:00.000-05:002006-01-03T10:57:20.150-05:00I'M BACK(part one)Well, I'm back from my much needed vacation to Hawaii. I had a fabulous time. There's much to tell so this will be a multi-part post. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times - complete with the good, the bad and the ugly. I will try to go in chronological order but some of the days blended together...The trip started off with me finding out the night before that our GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1135278987733778452005-12-22T14:15:00.000-05:002005-12-22T14:16:27.746-05:00HAPPY HOLIDAYS!I had plans to write a long, elaborate post this week but real life has invaded as usual. I'm tying up some loose ends at work as well as working on a proposal that could bring me LOTS of new business for 2006. Needless to say, I'm pretty excited. Slowly but surely, my clientele has been increasing. I'm having the darndest time finding office space though. This is one of the times GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1134404220618411982005-12-12T11:08:00.000-05:002005-12-12T11:17:00.630-05:00GOT LYSOL?One of my coworkers was at my desk talking when I noticed he had a booger. I was trying to decide if/how to tell him. I don't know if he felt it or noticed me looking at him strangely, but he wiped his nose. All of a sudden, it was like time was going in slow motion. After he wiped, a HUGE booger fell from his nose and it was headed toward my desk! I was hoping I was mistaken about the GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1134139631224928562005-12-09T09:46:00.000-05:002005-12-09T09:47:11.243-05:00I'm gonna live foreverI'm gonna learn how to flyI'm gonna make it to heavenBaby remember my nameStarting in seventh grade, I went to a performing arts school. I was excited because I just knew it was going to be like Fame. And it was like Fame if "like" means "a totally bootleg version of". You see, not only was the school not in a cool city like NYC, it was in the deep south. So picture the GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1133970885295552762005-12-07T10:54:00.000-05:002005-12-07T10:54:45.306-05:00IS THAT A GORDON GARTRELLE YOU'RE WEARING?I used to sew when I was younger. The high price of home furnishings prompted me to attempt to sew again. Why pay $30 for a throw pillow when I can easily sew a square and stuff it? I slipped one of my friends a little cash so she'd pick up a sewing machine for me at the butt-crack of dawn Black Friday sale. So off I went to the fabric store to get some GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1133820353477910222005-12-05T17:05:00.000-05:002005-12-05T17:41:50.026-05:00SURF'S UP!The last few weeks have just seemed to drag. I went home this past weekend which is a whole nother post in and of itself. Somebody remind me to blog about it if they don't mind superfluous griping. I moved closer to home so that I could see my family more but damn, I'm growing weary of their arses. I am SO in need of a vacation.Thankfully, I will be sunning and funning on Waikiki Beach GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1132598261098979042005-11-21T13:37:00.000-05:002005-11-21T13:37:41.110-05:00NEIGHBORHOOD WATCHIn an effort to keep my neighborhood nice and be able to sell my house next year, I am QUICK to report neighbors who are in violation of the county codes. The people three doors down appear to be trying to run a car dealership from their house. I called the county on them last week but of course the cars were gone when the enforcement officer came by. They have three cars in GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1132253835305337812005-11-17T13:56:00.000-05:002005-11-17T13:57:15.316-05:00BBW(and I don't mean big beautiful women)Have you ever met someone who seems determined to be unhappy? They say misery loves company but when you can't succeed at making others as miserable as you, seems like you'd stop trying to steal other people's joy and get some of your own. I have a coworker like that and not only is it getting old but she's alienated a number of people. In a nutshell, GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1131996789539064622005-11-14T14:32:00.000-05:002005-11-14T15:42:26.250-05:00MONDAY MEDLEYBROKE PEOPLEBroke people annoy me. Now don't get it twisted, I'm not talking about POOR people. I'm talking about BROKE people - people who always manage to scrape up money for what they WANT but come begging when it comes to stuff they NEED. I have a set of family members who fall into this category and they annoy the heck out of me. I love them to death but damn, I'm tired of theirGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1131478604295076092005-11-08T14:36:00.000-05:002005-11-08T14:36:44.310-05:00WHAT'S GOING ONI know I've been AWOL so I'll try to give you guys a somewhat brief update. I've been ripping and running and traveling a lot, as usual. Let me just say that the Longhorn Steakhouse in Asheville, NC has the bomb fried chicken salad - diced fried chicken on a bed of mixed/field greens with mandarin oranges, spicy pecans, cornbread croutons and bacon honey mustard dressing, hold the GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1130510820811438672005-10-28T10:46:00.000-04:002005-10-28T10:47:00.826-04:00A FEW OPEN LETTERSTo the powers that be at my company - Thank you bastards for making this place we work even more miserable by banning Halloween costumes. While I had no plans to dress up, laughing at my coworkers was going to be the highlight of my day. Now when I laugh at them, they will know it's AT them and not WITH them.To my neighbors - I realize that you're not from this country and GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1130269650189348472005-10-25T15:47:00.000-04:002005-10-25T15:47:30.196-04:00THE GHOSTS OF HALLOWEENS HAUNTED HOUSES PASTWith Halloween fast approaching, I see a lot of ads for haunted houses. I don't do haunted houses. The older I get, the less I like horror movies and I haven't been in a haunted house in years - maybe 20 years. I don't know why I can't stomach horror movies the way I used to but I remember, with vivid detail, my last visit to a haunted house.Picture GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1129061496747363022005-10-11T16:11:00.000-04:002005-10-11T16:11:36.760-04:00WHAT'S BEEN GOING ONEXPLAIN THISMy coworker was telling me how his college roommate "came out" a few years ago. He'd had a sex change operation and was living as a woman. Because his new "life" wasn't acceptable in the small conservative town they're both from, s/he and his girlfriend moved away to a larger city which they might be accepted. Now go back and re-read what I just wrote. S/he and hisGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1128349534679446722005-10-03T10:22:00.000-04:002005-10-03T10:25:34.693-04:00GETTING INTO OUT OF YOUR ZONEI'm an introvert. I prefer the familiar and generally stay within the borders of my comfort zone. However, every so often I actually make an effort to leave that zone when I feel that it would be beneficial for OTHERS for me to do so. Last year, I volunteered to teach a financial literacy class at a local non-profit. Though I HATE public speaking, I forced myself to GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1127394774759025152005-09-22T09:12:00.000-04:002005-09-22T09:12:54.766-04:00NUTTIER THAN SQUIRREL SH*TLast night I was checking my e-mail and saw a name I didn't recognize, Charles. I opened it, thinking it was spam. It wasn't spam, per se, but a random forward from a photographer I e-mailed once in regard to his wedding services. His response to my e-mail inquiry proved beyond a reasonable doubt that he's a nut but sending me a forward only re-emphasized that GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1127226409435847232005-09-20T10:26:00.000-04:002005-09-20T10:34:20.693-04:00OKAY, IT'S TUESDAYWHO MOVED MY CHEESE?After a lengthy food-related discussion with a coworker yesterday, I decided that a grilled cheese sandwich would be my after-work snack. I can't even remember the last time I had grilled cheese so it would be a much needed break from routine. After dropping my coworker off at the auto repair shop, I headed home. I quickly disrobed and headed to the kitchen. GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1126901400317083672005-09-16T16:08:00.000-04:002005-09-16T16:10:00.323-04:00I'M STILL HEREI've been pretty occupied with real life lately. I promise to try to post next week.GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1125598611781222012005-09-01T14:16:00.000-04:002005-09-02T12:26:46.316-04:00WHAT YOU CAN DO TO HELPOkay ATL bloggers, I'm counting on you. Here are some ways you can help the people who fled New Orleans en masse and are now here.V-103 is sponsoring clothing and food drives. In addition, AmeriSuites has opened discounted blocks of rooms at several of their locations to house people. Frank Ski was on the air this morning asking for donations. The rooms are $1200/mo butGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1125503555334012782005-08-31T11:51:00.000-04:002005-08-31T11:52:44.866-04:00JUST AMAZINGPeople (read: non-black people) are always claiming racism is dead, blah blah blah. How is racism dead when the media continues to perpetuate negative stereotypes? They portray minorities in a negative light for doing the EXACT SAME THING that others do? Case in point - black people "loot" - click herewhite people "find" - click here*smdh*GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1124842646503215762005-08-23T20:06:00.000-04:002005-08-23T20:17:26.510-04:00SOMETIMES I HATE WHEN PEOPLE PROVE ME RIGHTLast week (or was it the week before), I was talking about people who have trouble accepting the repercussions of their actions as it relates to the recent increase in gas prices. Now a man is dead because of just such a person. Check out the link here. Mr. I-can-afford-a-late-model-SUV felt he couldn't afford fifty-two measley dollars for gas. I'm GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1124112115920549962005-08-15T09:21:00.000-04:002005-08-15T09:33:49.893-04:00CURRENT EVENTSI actually got some much needed relaxation this weekend. I got a massage and a facial and pretty much stayed home and did nothing. I've been out of town the last four weekends and will be the next two weekends but I assure you I am going on travel hiatus after that. No more trips til Hawaii!WE'RE GROWN NOWThe HU crew will be in full effect at my friend's wedding this weekend. I was GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1123159223531668862005-08-04T08:39:00.000-04:002005-08-04T11:21:08.810-04:00RANDOM THOUGHTS*updated at 9:50am**updated again at 11:20am*I hate buying nail polish. This is only compounded by incidents like yesterday's - I needed a new summery color so I picked out one while I was at the drugstore. I paid $6 for it, got it home and did my nails...only to realize the color doesn't look as good as it did in the bottle. So now I've wasted $6 as well as my time and am forced GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1123010790473851432005-08-02T15:25:00.000-04:002005-08-02T15:26:30.483-04:00YEAH, YEAH, I KNOW.....I'm long overdue for a post. The following will be especially random so bear with me.FAMILY REUNIONI was in VA Beach this weekend. *waving at HC* While it was good to see family again, the festivities definitely started out on a sad note. Most everyone drove up on Friday, as did I. While I was sitting in Max & Erma's having a late lunch, my cousin (who was still on the roadGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1122409703962141782005-07-26T16:27:00.000-04:002005-07-26T16:28:23.970-04:00I'VE GOT TO BE MORE CAREFULI thanked my lucky stars as I pulled into work this morning and found a GOOD parking space. I was running late (as I usually am on Tuesdays). I'm not a morning person and being up, dressed and sitting in a conference room by 7:45am is just not my thing. I finished buttoning my shirt and got out of the car. I paused to put my badge on and paused...something weird was GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1121870669535359212005-07-20T10:43:00.000-04:002005-07-20T10:44:29.543-04:00THANKS!I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who gave well-wishes and congratulations via blog comments or e-mail. Unlike jezchill, I generally don't post a lot of personal information on my blog so details of the proposal will NOT be forthcoming. If you know me in real life, you probably already know. If you're one of my blog-family (as opposed to a random blogger), I might be inclined to GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1121275106938110292005-07-13T13:18:00.000-04:002005-07-13T13:18:26.943-04:00IT'S BEEN A LONG TIMEYeah, I know it's been a minute since I posted. I've been busy with real life. Let's see. My lil bro and one of his friends came for the 4th. Nothing special, just threw some stuff on the grill and had a few friends over.I was in DC last weekend for a friend's bridal shower. I had a great time, as could be expected. Of course there was the obligatory DC weirdo walking down GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1120662250453379192005-07-06T11:02:00.000-04:002005-07-06T11:04:10.460-04:00FREAKY FRIDAYinspired by iice's comment on the previous postIt was yet another spring day in Hampton. Not a warm spring day but one of those crisp, cool yet sunny days that lets you know bare leg weather is fast approaching. I had on the perfect outfit - brown stiletto boots, slightly wide legged cream pants and a brown sweater the exact same shade as my boots. It was noon on a Friday which meantGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1120573455459827422005-07-05T10:23:00.000-04:002005-07-05T11:48:21.083-04:00HOW EMBARRASSING!!After over a week of procrastination, I finally headed to the grocery store on Saturday afternoon. As I approached the front door, I could see a man and a woman set up at a counter just inside the doors. The woman ahead of me entered and I heard the man try to sell her a subscription to the AJC. I put on my "don't even bother" face as the doors swooshed shut behind me. Ma'am, GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1120150815597956782005-06-30T12:59:00.000-04:002005-06-30T13:00:15.606-04:00DAMN YOU DSW!I got a letter from DSW the other day. Some of you may have heard about how a bunch of credit card numbers were stolen from them. Well, I was one of those people. They don't know who most of the people are but were able to notify me because they linked my CC number to my rewards number. I download my CC transactions almost daily and I haven't seen any suspicious activity thus far so GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1120063631016914752005-06-29T12:46:00.000-04:002005-06-29T12:47:11.023-04:00SOFA SLEEPERS AND EYEBROW TWEAKERSThere are a variety of behaviors and/or activities that make people "suspect" in my eyes. According to some people *cough*rainmayun*cough*, the vast majority of people probably do NOT share my views. I give you the following two examples -Suspect #1 - Mr. Sofa SleeperIn general, I feel that grown men who go out of town and crash on people's sofas are suspect. Of GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1119883104364170132005-06-27T10:34:00.000-04:002005-06-27T10:38:24.373-04:00WEEKEND RECAPNot much is going on with me but it's been a while since I posted so I figured an update was due. I went to see Rize on Saturday. It was pretty interesting but in a PBS kind of way as opposed to go to the matinee and spend $6.50 on it kind of way. I still can't get over how FAST the dancers (or krumpers, as they call themselves) can move their bodies. Skrippers ain't got nothin' on GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1119460081515452992005-06-22T13:07:00.000-04:002005-06-22T13:08:01.523-04:00YOU BE THE JUDGEAre people born gay or do they somehow become or choose to be that way? That was the topic of a conversation I just had with a coworker. I must confess, I don't know the answer. I have anecdotal evidence supporting both sides of the argument and I'm not really familar with the "science" of it all.On the one hand, why would any CHOOSE to be gay and have to deal with the associated GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1119385815294718022005-06-21T16:29:00.000-04:002005-06-21T16:30:15.303-04:00ROUND TWOWell folks, it's time for round two of the battle of the decade. The quest to achieve yet another of my New Year's resolutions has brought forth quite the dilemma - do I opt for practical or racy? I had my eye on the TL and test-drove one a few weeks ago. It was nice but nothing to write home about. Then, my coworker let me drive her G35 today. All I can say is DAMN! The only thing that GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1119060015618510662005-06-17T21:59:00.000-04:002005-06-17T22:01:56.486-04:00DADDYI read an article today that said - for better or worse, a woman's father is her first love. I wholeheartedly agree. A girl's relationship with her father sets the stage for the relationships with all the other men in her life. The older I get, the more blessed I feel to have the father that I do....I remember when you could do no wrongYou'd come home from work and I jumped in your arms whenGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118428871056483842005-06-10T14:38:00.000-04:002005-06-10T14:46:06.316-04:00SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIENDMan, this little thing is the best two dollars I ever spent! Of course, it's no substitute for a real massage but it feels damn good. That said, not much is new. I just didn't want to leave you guys hanging since I've blogged every day this week (a world record for me, I might add). My yard is still a work in progress but I plan to fertilize and seed it today (GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118336958547696332005-06-09T13:08:00.000-04:002005-06-09T13:09:18.553-04:00A STUDY IN OPPOSITESYesterday I posted (click here) about a cowardly cop. Today, I read this. Seven police commanders have been killed in less than six months. There is NO WAY IN HELL you could get me to take that job. I don't care how much you tried to pay me. The latest commander was killed only HOURS after he was sworn in. Renegades also broke into a hospital and killed a federal agent that GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118320902007452192005-06-09T08:40:00.000-04:002005-06-09T08:41:42.013-04:00WHAT HAPPENED NEXTA few people commented on my earlier post here wondering about the outcome. I'm loathe to disappoint my readers...but I don't know! I did feel bad about not stopping to help so I called it in to the police department. I actually checked the paper to see if there was any mention of it but nothing. So, I'm going to assume it was just a kook and not a corpse and all ended well for GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118262020077970202005-06-08T16:19:00.000-04:002005-06-08T16:20:20.086-04:00YEH IT'S SAD, BELIEVE ME MISSYwhen you're born to be a sissy...but I could show my prowess, be a lion not a mou-ess if I only had the nerve.BK cops are the craziest! A suspect shot a cop after being pulled over for (allegedly) buying weed. The cop's partner TURNED AND RAN and didn't come back for a couple of minutes. Nevermind that the injured officer unloaded his clip as the suspect drove away. GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118156511719223682005-06-07T11:01:00.000-04:002005-06-07T11:01:51.730-04:00RAINDROPS ON THE WINDSHIELDthere's a storm moving in...and the thunder rolled. The lightning lit the dark afternoon sky but I could barely see, even with my wipers on full blast. A few people had on their hazard lights in a feeble attempt to improve visibility. I swerved to avoid the small lake that was forming along the shoulder of the road and that's when I saw him...a man lying on the oppositeGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118085852392775012005-06-06T15:42:00.000-04:002005-06-06T15:42:15.523-04:00THIRD FIDDLEA friend e-mailed me this morning regarding some issues he's having with his girlfriend. In short, the main issue is that she feels that she's third in his life and she doesn't like it. I was tempted to tell him that his pimp hand must not be strong enough cause she doesn't know her place but that's probably due to watching Hookers at the Point one too many times. Jokes aside, while IGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1118072934286535342005-06-06T11:48:00.000-04:002005-06-06T11:48:54.296-04:00POETIC JUSTICE OR PLAGIARISMLet's face it, a lot of blog topics aren't original. I mean, how many original ideas are there about the differences between men and women? :-) However, a lot of bloggers have a knack for taking an unoriginal idea and putting their own spin on it, much to the delight of their readers. But where does the line between "spinning" end and "borrowing" begin (to say stealingGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1117558293703420952005-05-31T12:51:00.000-04:002005-05-31T13:01:46.940-04:00COMMON SENSE ISN'T THAT COMMONThere are three things in life that are certain - death, taxes and coed conversations turning into bashing of the opposite sex. While I was enjoying the great outdoors this past weekend, just such a conversation ensued. One slightly older woman (mid-40s perhaps) decided to jump on the bandwagon with her own personal "proof" that men just can't be trusted.She met a GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1116963944811229222005-05-24T15:45:00.000-04:002005-05-24T16:11:24.073-04:00THINGS THAT AREN'T REALLY NEWSWORTHYI understand that people like to see happy endings or anything that isn't the usual doom and gloom portrayed in the news but let's face it - some things just AREN'T newsworthy. Here are the headlines I came across while reading the paper online this afternoon.Trapped under 18-wheeler, woman turned to prayerUmm, what else is there to do when you're trapped underGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1116860187835216852005-05-23T10:56:00.000-04:002005-05-23T11:12:43.503-04:00THESE ARE A FEW OF MY FAVORITE THINGSWell Curvy called me out so here are ten of my favorite things, in no particular order - The sound/smell of thunderstorms (and sleeping during thunderstorms)The sound/smell of the beach (and napping on the beach)High-heeled shoes, the higher the betterTraveling anywhere, anytime - I'm not happy if there's not a trip in the works. I try to go somewhere at GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1116533946011366852005-05-19T16:18:00.000-04:002005-05-19T16:19:40.326-04:00CLEAR YOUR CALENDARS FOLKSthat's right – it’s Marry Your Baby Daddy Day!September 29th is Marry Your Baby Daddy Day. The organizer, Maryann Reid, calls it "an effort to strengthen the percentage of two parent households in urban communities". I think it's a thinly veiled attempt at promoting her upcoming book entitled Marry Your Baby Daddy. That said, I have a problem with Marry Your Baby Daddy GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1116358531280774402005-05-17T15:34:00.000-04:002005-05-17T15:36:38.223-04:00NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHEDpart two - when being nice goes wrongHere’s another example of when being nice has proved to be someone's undoing. My coworker, let's call him Tony, wanted to sell his bike and get a newer one. Another coworker, let’s call him Mike, told Tony that he was interested in the buying the bike. Tony told Mike that I ride too so Mike came over on a number of occasions asking GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1116276673455401292005-05-16T16:50:00.000-04:002005-05-16T17:19:10.053-04:00MY COUNTRY TIS OF THEE...Once again, what was done in the dark has come to light. Thousands of poor people (and I'm willing to bet, largely minority people) were sterilized by the government without their knowledge or consent. The state of North Carolina has come forward to offer an apology and is considering providing financial reparations. (See the story here.) This was not something that just GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1116017077109252632005-05-13T16:44:00.000-04:002005-05-13T16:52:53.203-04:00momentinlife have you ever had that moment in lifewhen everything is cooldidn't have to worry about the timeit all went as it shouldand you were having the greatest moment in lifeLife is good right now. The weather is great. The flowers I planted are beginning to sprout and both my front and back yard are looking better. I fertilized and seeded in March so parts of my lawn are really plush and GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1115218866817200382005-05-04T11:33:00.000-04:002005-05-04T11:33:59.746-04:00LIVIN' FOR THE LOVE OF YOUfor the love of money, that isThey say the love of money is the root of all evil. I found out yesterday that a friend of a friend was arrested and held over the weekend and had 11 charges brought against him for "financial impropriety". (No, that's not the real charge but I'll leave it at that in the interest of privacy.) The charges are no small potatoes either - it wasGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1114542978551125682005-04-26T16:52:00.000-04:002005-04-26T17:01:31.033-04:00TO MY FELLOW GYM GOERSTo the girl who stands in front of me in class -I'm really glad that you've remained dedicated and I'm really glad that you're losing weight...BUT...I have a problem with your butt. Namely, I have a problem with the fact that your pants are too big and I have to look at the crack of your ass for 60 minutes twice a week. I feel that the second row, slightly left of the stage GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1114114306329284042005-04-21T16:11:00.000-04:002005-04-21T16:48:47.090-04:00THE ONLY THING BETTER THAN BIRTHDAY PRESENTSare belated birthday presents!I got part one of my belated birthday gift from rainmayun yesterday - exactly one month after my birthday. Some people don't like belated gifts but I love them. It extends your birthday joy even longer. Heck, I still have all my Valentine's Day and birthday cards on my mantle. I guess I should take them down soon. Too bad GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1113954186185057442005-04-19T19:42:00.000-04:002005-04-19T20:10:43.836-04:00JUST FOR YOU, COLEYyes, it's a work in progressHere are the pics of my yard thus far. I'm not finished with the border around one of the trees and I still need to add more dirt as well as some landscaping fabric/mulch to keep the weeds out. I planted some gladiolas and freesia today so hopefully they'll start blooming in the next month or so. I should have taken pics over the weekend. My azaleas GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1113418462252132782005-04-13T14:52:00.000-04:002005-04-13T23:02:34.650-04:00Note: I am posting this on behalf of GeckoGirl. The following are her words, not my own. -RainmayunWELCOME TO THE HOTEL CALIFORNIAsuch a lovely place, such a lovely placeMan, there’s no better way to get your morning started than listening to a DJ MindMotion mix on the way to work. I was jammin’ to I’ve Got Five On It, the remix no less. I haven’t heard real west coast music in so long. F*ck TheRainmayunhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13640785664337716807noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1112807234316689852005-04-06T13:20:00.000-04:002005-04-07T00:04:18.130-04:00A MIND IS A TERRIBLE THING TO WASTERidiculous management issues aside, I've figured out why my job has become increasingly loathsome. I've been in this position for 25 months and counting which is the longest I've ever held the same job. Unlike my previous job (which was great except for the fact that the cost of living in Cali was unbearable), this one isn't challenging in the least, employee GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1111703020610669802005-03-24T17:23:00.000-05:002005-03-24T17:27:22.476-05:00U DON'T KNOW MEYou might see me in the streetBut you don't know meYou be hatin and I see whyCuz you don't know meYou'd think that after two years, my supervisor would realize that he can not punk me. This is the same nutcase who had the nerve to TELL me (via e-mail) to make, staple and collate some copies for a meeting in an hour. I politely waited about 45 minutes then went into his office, GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1111431716511712012005-03-21T14:01:00.000-05:002005-03-21T14:09:24.626-05:00THESE ARE MY CONFESSIONSand a few apologiesAs I enter my 29th year of life, I feel the need to get some things off my chest so as not to bring any bad karma with me into this new year.To the bathroom attendant at the Eiffel Tower - My friend "Dante" was not being a perv when he tried to enter the women's bathroom. The men's was occupied and I insisted that he use the women's room because there GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1110903080113215452005-03-15T15:03:00.000-05:002005-03-15T15:05:02.116-05:00A FOOL AND HIS MONEYFirst, let me say that I am quite proud of myself. In addition to hitting the gym twice last week, I rollerbladed 8.5 miles on Sunday. I got rained on toward the end which pretty much negated getting my hair done on Friday though. I took another grueling class at the gym last night too. At the rate I'm going, my newly strengthened quads will have me splitting the seams of my GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1110478375337193842005-03-10T13:12:00.000-05:002005-03-10T14:33:27.806-05:00WHITE MEN CAN'T PUMPiron, that isAs I was desperately trying not to burst a blood vessel at the gym last night, I noticed something. There are two different instructors for this class - a black guy on Mondays and a white guy on Wednesdays. The black guy is a little scrawny for my tastes but he's very well-defined. Sinewy is probably the word that best describes him. You can tell he's in shape butGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1110388512731645042005-03-09T12:13:00.000-05:002005-03-09T12:28:03.403-05:00YOU'RE SO VAIN...Eleven days until my birthday. I still haven't decided what to do on my actual birthday (I'm going to Vegas the next weekend as a belated celebration) but I have decided what NOT to do. I will not do a Bobbi Kristina (Bobby and Whitney's daughter) and host a party at which I give all my guests a parting gift that is a T-shirt...with MY PICTURE ON IT! See here. What does she GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1109783691862399912005-03-02T12:14:00.000-05:002005-03-02T12:17:43.590-05:00WEDNESDAY WRAP UPI apologize in advance for rambling and/or jumping from topic to topic but I wanted to get a quick blog in before I leave for the weekend.IGNORANT INDIGNATIONI'm sure you all remember my rants about buy.com - part one and part two. I called Amex and disputed the charge and buy.com FINALLY agreed to let me return the printer. That's all taken care of but I still don't have a GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1109185254014231982005-02-23T13:59:00.000-05:002005-02-23T14:01:12.366-05:00WHAT A WEEK!and it's only WednesdayIt's only Wednesday but I feel as if I've lived through two weeks already. I went skiing in NC on Saturday. Before you even ask, yes there is skiing in NC and the mountain (actually a hill) is teeny. I'm going to Vermont next week and wanted to get in a little practice. I'd hoped to take a lesson but the ski school was so disorganized that I didn't feel like GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1108741842052481722005-02-18T10:50:00.000-05:002005-02-18T10:52:19.290-05:00A TALE OF TWO STORESsubtitle - buy.com still sucksIt was the best of times. It was the worst of times. I'm going to tell you a story of great customer service and a story of terrible customer service. I placed an order with amazon.com on February 5. On February 9, I received an e-mail saying that my order had been shipped via USPS and would arrive February 14-16. I still hadn't received my order GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1108584029381582172005-02-16T14:59:00.000-05:002005-02-16T15:24:42.456-05:00QUESTION OF THE DAY Editor's note - Just to spice it up, assume there is no life insurance. You know most ppl don't have any or if they do, it's not enough :-) I already asked a few people this question via IM but I'm interested in what everyone's response would be.If you were engaged to be married and found out that your bride or groom to be would die the day AFTER the wedding, what would you GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1107889882179221072005-02-08T14:11:00.000-05:002005-02-08T15:53:46.080-05:00I GUESS I WASN'T MEANT TO PRINT
subtitle - buy.com sucks
Last month I decided to finally stop being ghetto and e-mailing myself stuff from home to print at work. While out shopping for my belated Christmas gift office chair with my little brother, I noticed a number of printers on sale. I can never just see something and buy it so I picked up about ten of those little price cards they have out GeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5792947.post-1107799854983016282005-02-07T13:11:00.000-05:002005-02-07T13:25:29.323-05:00WE NEED A RESOLUTION
Okay it's been a little more than a month since I made my New Year's resolutions so I figured it was time for an update. I haven't exactly been successful but I'll let you be the judge.
Stop being so anal about money
Hmm, I'm still anal - the same if not moreso. While maxing out my 401(k) was a great in idea IN THEORY, in practice it sucks. 16% of my income gone off the topGeckoGirlnoreply@blogger.com