In addition

Tried out the new gym tonight. I liked it. And I will be joining. So here's the breakdown of the people who go there. By day, it's the older botox-type women and the newer moms. By night, we have the blonds and brunettes who could be trixies. Didn't see any asians. Hmm. I don't have a problem with that. I do miss the gay men at the Sweat Shop, though.

Dude with the boxers

Excuse me, person , probably male with a dryer full of clothes (left lower dryer). You left your roll of quarters by the dryers. I'm taking a stab that it is yours since your clothes are still there. You are fortunate to have such an honest neighbor. I placed your plastic wrap partially filled with quarters in the dryer.

You're welcome.

Selling Out

I am selling out. I am joining something that I am so disgusted by. A gym that caters to jerks and Lincoln Park types! The LP Trixies can't afford this place unless they have a corporate discount.

Hmm, I may not have an accurate guage on this yet. Let me start from the beginnig. Over the weekend, I took the plunge and registered for the Chicago Marathon. I can't sit down yet it's way too soggy out to really enjoy being out there right now. So I decided to look into a gym membership. I work at a place that offers a really good deal at a gym normally $90/month with a $250 registration fee WITHOUT a years commitment! It's got cool classes, a pool, and a climbing wall inside and outside. The month-to-month plan is excellent since I don't plan on staying inside for Marathon training.

So today, I took a look and got basically 2 weeks free. Lots of older women or women who look like they just had a kid or have young families. And older men who are usually off at 10 am, midweek. Maybe tonight I'll see what kind of people are there.

But I do have to mention this uh, situation I saw at the front desk. A older man probably in his early 40's was at the front desk paying for a personal trainer session. He told the receptionist to go ahead and "add a little bit on top" since she's been "good" to him. WOW. Disgusting. I felt bad for this girl. Even if she looked like a LP Trixie prototype. She did not look pleased.

Body World 2

I only went because I wouldn't have to pay the full price of admission. And surprise, the group I went with didn't have to pay at all. Free. But my carniverous ways were damaged Saturday night. This Gunter dude who invented platination is a mad fucking scientist. The disections are really awesome and amazing. But some shit like the "X Woman"...utterly tasteless. I can't eat bacon. As a recovering vegetarian, I've come a long way. Eating steak in Sydney, a brat in Chicago, etc. But Body Worlds made me not want to eat the turkey pepperoni sitting in fridge...the only other thing besides Gatorade from marathon training and soy milk. I actually gagged at the sight. The other disgusting thing at BW2 was the gift shop...who wants to wear a pin of the X Woman??

Phone

My phone is dead. I can only make calls using the speakphone, it seems. Can't hear all voice messages. Can answer the call BUT can't hear the caller. Interesting. I don't know what to get. Maybe the Razr. I got a Mac last year. Maybe it's time to move past Nokia.

Still deciding if I can get out of bed to run. It's not sunny and my running shoes are still gross from the other day's run. Supposed to meet the pals in Chinatown. How to communicate to them? Anyone have a carrier pigeon?

Work

Although work sucked last night (last-minute PICU transfer) and I left at almost 9, I am so glad there's sushi, BYO, and friends.

Snow

I took this 2 weeks ago during the sub-0 temperture. Today, at 41 degrees, I ran outside for the first time in about a month. Very soggy still. Had to run through a lot of puddles. I finally had enough when my socks were as soggy as the ground and proceeded to run in the left over snow...still suck a cool thing to do.

In case you haven't cringed today...

Out of the dozen of movies I've seen this year, Music and Lyrics was the one that met the expectations I took with me to the theatre. It met my very low expectations. Pop goes my heart.

Regressing

I'm regressing. I just purchased (on sale) a pair of Vans.

3 velcro straps = SEXY!

http://www.instepdrmartens.com/browser/S005__7b/S005__7d/product/R005__HRcGJaH8bF669d96bdc92986/items.html

Shark caviar, sorta

These spiral shaped things are shark eggs. Taken at the Sydney Aquarium.

Butt

My butt won't fit in here. Taken in the Rocks in Sydney.

Advertisement

This has to be cooler than driving the Effen Vodka truck around Chicago. I took a pic of this gang of 3 in Kings Cross, Sydney.

Eastern Suburbs

Wouldn't you love this view from your backyard? Took this one on my first day in Sydney.

It's ANATOMY

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/18/books/18newb.html?em&ex=1171947600&en=1b95b92b41074cc1&ei=5087%250A

SCROTUM

The word "scrotum" does not often appear in polite conversation. Or children's literature, for that matter.Yet there it is on the first page of "The Higher Power of Lucky," by Susan Patron, this year's winner of the Newbery Medal, the most prestigious award in children's literature.

work faux pas

I wanted to be nice to work mate Homey today. So I offered to heat up her lunch after I nuked mine. She said I have soup in the fridge. So I nuked the container with soup.

Uuuh, wrong one. I don't know who's soup I heated up. Woops.

walk in the snow

Working 3 days in a row kinda sucks.  12 hour days don't give you a lot of time to do much more than shower and go to bed.  My apartment is uncomfortable cold though. I either have to plan to stay in and under the covers or I have to haul ass and get ready to go out before I freeze to death. Last night, I chose to go back out regardless of a 3 day work weekend.  I love to hang out & complete the gang of 4: kimchi, manho, homey.  Cheers you guys.  I always have fun with you guys.  We watched Breaking and Entering.  I liked it. 

 

Song in my head on the way to work:  "Heavy Metal Drummer " by Wilco

 

Exterminate

Mr. Pesty must be so busy. There are a lot of crazy critters there.

No Trespassing

Another really graphic sign. You will fall off the edge of the earth if you trespass.

sweetyellowcorn

I love this "Cob and Go" stand. They must serve sweetyellowcorn.

Bondi Junction area JewforJesus.org.au

Sydney's on Jewforjesus.org.au

Signs

On my trip to Sydney, I took some pictures just for the blog. Can you imagine if Pearl Jam were Australian? "Given to Fly" on the Give Way album. Hmm, I think Yield sounds better.
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Ptosis

I talked to my sister today about bras. The price and the purpose. Last week, I went with a friend to Nordstroms to get "fitted" by a bra expert. Ok. So I tried on about 50 different bras in the room with a complete stranger. Weird. Didn't realize there was so many factors to consider...cups, and positioning, straps. Then she said that bras only last about a year. Um, I'm confident that they can last longer, ahem. Also, you should only wear the same bra no more than 2 days in a row and wash them after 3 wears. By default, we're supposed to be friends now. Wasn't going to happen so I dropped $52 on a bra instead. I knew I wasn't going to actually keep it. This is terrible but $52 is a lot for a bra. Today, I found the same brand and style on the jumbled bra rack (haha...pun intended) at Marshalls and I paid $30 for 2. FOR 2!.

The purpose of the bra is support. What is up with the 18 hour bra. My sister hypothesized that it just pops off after 18 hour(http://www.playtexnet.com/18hour/). According to Wikipedia, sagging is called ptosis by plastic surgeons (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brassiere). It's also the name for drooping eyelids.

"fish fakery"

http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/nationworld/chi-0702140076feb14,1,20623.story?coll=chi-news-hed

So, "fish fakery" is a problem. At least sushi restaurants are
honest. Charging you more for real crab versus fake crab in their
California rolls.

korean chicken

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/07/dining/07fried.html?em&ex=1171170000&en=9f9a2e5272570f94&ei=5087%0A

My career is complete.  A patient (my favorite in the whole world) bit me in the butt.  My right butt cheek.  Soooo...I can now start a story with:

 

 

 "I was bitten in the butt, right?"

My tan

Farewell my Australian tan! You are fading! I miss you already.

Divebar

Saw these guys at the Double Door tonight.
http://myspace.com/divebarchicago
Second time I've seen them.
I like them and would see them for a third.

violating virgin snow in style

There is a reason why I saved my brown Doc Marten boots from college
(uni). Several actually...they're really cool shoes that even look
good on straight girls...water repellent, comfy. Anyway, today, the
snow is coming down. I stomped around in my Docs!

(Snow = annoying if you've had it all your life. Being from
Texas...it's still a novelty.)

articulate

Love the big fuss about the word "articulate."

Sorry I haven't blogged. I spent the first part of the day afraid of
leaving the comforts of my bed to brace the cold. It's fucking cold.
I can't believe I live here. Why couldn't we be in Sydney when this
all happened. No Worries.

Anyway, today I've been busy with the Sydney blog. I will never
disclose the name of it on this site since I'm simply
"sweetyellowcorn."

withdrawal

I'm ailing from Oz withdrawal. It's partly due to the cold ass
weather in Chicago. Last night at a party, people randomly voiced,
"Why do we live here?" I'm looking through a third of the holiday
pictures...the 2/3 are with my travel mates. Feelin like 499 shots
were not enough. I didn't eat enough Lamingtons
(http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://whatscookingamerica.net/History/Cakes/Lamington.jpg&imgrefurl=http://whatscookingamerica.net/History/Cakes/Lamington.htm&h=185&w=198&sz=12&hl=en&start=1&tbnid=8Kn7Wbn_81JCXM:&tbnh=97&tbnw=104&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dlamington%26svnum%3D10%26hl%3Den%26sa%3DG).
I miss frolicking on the beach.

Cheers.

I'm at a bar with my laptop drinking a bloodymary. Rob and my sis
agree I'm a nerd.

one more time...we're gonna celebrate

One last hurrah at Bondi.  Got our last blast of the harmful UV rays and glimpse of the insanely hot and awesome (and heroine thin) surfer men working the waves.  My final skinny flat white never tasted to delicious.  Gotta get a few more packs of Tim Tams for the road.

 

Love,

sweetyellowroastedcorn

 

 

 

Take a whack on the puffa!

Contrary to what ER asked, we haven't started to look for apartments in Sydney.  But I do know where I want to live.  It would have to be Kings Cross.  There's enough grit and quirkiness and close proximity to cuteness (Darlinghurst, WOOLLMOOLOO) that a girl like me can handle.  And I know the Bourbon isn't the classiest place in the world, but LB and I have decided to meet here everyday when we move here in Oct.  The weather today isn't fabulous but I will take it and enjoy it.  A little cloudy.  It's still tube top weather with a jacket.  Especially since I know I'm going home to the 20's in Chicago...yes, it looks like I am returning to the States as my plane ticket dictates.  No one offered me their Aussie equivalent of a Green Card. 


...But there's still a chance.

Yesterday, LB and I walked about 5k from Bondi Beach to Coogee in thongs (flip flops) and we're paying full price today.