It's been a week back since I got back from vacation. Uploaded the pics (emil me if you want the link) and got caught up on work. Things were going fine. That is until I started taking Krav Maga and Combat Fit again. I went on Saturday. They created a new program called "300" inspired by the movie. I was so winded and dizzy. I almost threw up. I took 3 min. out and tried to slow down but there's really no way you can do that in class. It truly is like "combat training". Seriously. I went to Jason's surprise party etc. Got home around 4 and took a nap. I woke up at 5 with a POUNDING headache. It was pounding so hard, I thought it was something I ate. I went upstairs to sleep it off. I slept until 9:30 pm and my head continued to pound. I felt like throwing up. I started to get scared thinking I was having an aneurism. I decided to get food. Ate, took some Tylenol and slept from midnight until 10 am. My head STILL hurt so I slept until 1:30 in the afternoon. It was finally gone. I've never had a headache that bad. Actually, something similar happened to me before. It was after Krav. We did a lot of pad work, where you get punched and kicked and maybe the shock of it all hurt my head. (?) Anyway, this past Sat at Krav, we did do pad work and boy, did my BOOBS HURT!!! It's been a while since I've taken punches and my partner was very strong. I need to get back up to speed but I will have to start out slow. Back to square 1. sigh. :/
I found out that my migraine was triggered by exertion. I hope to not get them again. Only 1 out of every 100 people get them. Know I know I'm special. Maybe the blood vessels in my brain are wearing thin? Oh no, time to see a Dr.
Monday, June 25, 2007
Saturday, June 02, 2007
BFF handles Asia!
That's right, in less than 24 hours we will be on a plane to Thailand. After handling Thailand, it's off to Hong Kong and finally Japan. :) Pictures and video to come!
I should be packed. BUT.....I'm spending too much time getting the electronics portion of my packing. Air charger, travel adapters, cam corder, charging batteries, loading Ipod and laptop.... ugh. (I've spent 2 days on this)
Freakin' itunes is giving me problems. Why are there so many DUPLICATE ENTRIES!!!???! FUG! Isn't there somewhere I can "check" that deletes the duplicate songs in the library? Oh man! That's technology for ya! Grrrrr....! (itunes issue: 1 hour but I've packed food, toiletries and carry -on bag: 3hours)
OK, I just need to take 20 min. throwing my clothes in my suitcase and then I'll be done!
I should be packed. BUT.....I'm spending too much time getting the electronics portion of my packing. Air charger, travel adapters, cam corder, charging batteries, loading Ipod and laptop.... ugh. (I've spent 2 days on this)
Freakin' itunes is giving me problems. Why are there so many DUPLICATE ENTRIES!!!???! FUG! Isn't there somewhere I can "check" that deletes the duplicate songs in the library? Oh man! That's technology for ya! Grrrrr....! (itunes issue: 1 hour but I've packed food, toiletries and carry -on bag: 3hours)
OK, I just need to take 20 min. throwing my clothes in my suitcase and then I'll be done!
Friday, June 01, 2007
Life as a sailor
As I was prepping the camcorder that my dad gave me for my Asia trip (going on vacation folks!) I came across some his old test videos on the mini DVD. My dad recorded his cabin on the ship, (he shares a cabin w/ another person. It's super small and he stays on the bottom bunk.) the ocean (how he sees it from the Navy ship) and various clips from his life out on sea. (Some are pretty funny and I should show them to him when I get back from vacation)
I started thinking how hard it is to live out on sea for 9 months the year. It was like this all my life except for 4 years when he wasn't around at all. Oh and not to mention despite the fact he has 3 mo. of vacation, he spent 1-2 months of it in Hawaii and/or the Philippines.
I watched every video, even if it was just of the ocean. I didn't think it was boring. It was comforting. The sound of the wind, the movement of the waves, and the sound of my dad speaking every now and then. I miss my dad. I just saw him last weekend but I wish I had more time to spend with him. I miss the mini weekend trips, his lectures, experiences and smart-ass comments, oh yes, tough love in the G family.
I remember when he took me on a tour of one of his navy ships in San Diego. It was fascinating to me. I loved it. The Navy, ocean, and ships interests me because of him. Maybe it makes me feel closer to knowing him.
So I'm going off topic here but yeah, life as a sailor is a LIFESTYLE that is hard to change and some people are meant for it forever. I'm just curious as to how and what goes on in their heads when they are so far away from loved ones. How it conditions them to think and act a certain way.
Okay, it's 2:30. I'm just rambling. Maybe feeling a lil emo. Atleast it's emo for my family and my #1 man, my Daddy-o! G'night all!
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Wait! on a lighter note, I found these jokes on the web. I only copied the ones I LOLed at. Here's how to simulate the life of a sailor:
I started thinking how hard it is to live out on sea for 9 months the year. It was like this all my life except for 4 years when he wasn't around at all. Oh and not to mention despite the fact he has 3 mo. of vacation, he spent 1-2 months of it in Hawaii and/or the Philippines.
I watched every video, even if it was just of the ocean. I didn't think it was boring. It was comforting. The sound of the wind, the movement of the waves, and the sound of my dad speaking every now and then. I miss my dad. I just saw him last weekend but I wish I had more time to spend with him. I miss the mini weekend trips, his lectures, experiences and smart-ass comments, oh yes, tough love in the G family.
I remember when he took me on a tour of one of his navy ships in San Diego. It was fascinating to me. I loved it. The Navy, ocean, and ships interests me because of him. Maybe it makes me feel closer to knowing him.
So I'm going off topic here but yeah, life as a sailor is a LIFESTYLE that is hard to change and some people are meant for it forever. I'm just curious as to how and what goes on in their heads when they are so far away from loved ones. How it conditions them to think and act a certain way.
Okay, it's 2:30. I'm just rambling. Maybe feeling a lil emo. Atleast it's emo for my family and my #1 man, my Daddy-o! G'night all!
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Wait! on a lighter note, I found these jokes on the web. I only copied the ones I LOLed at. Here's how to simulate the life of a sailor:
Buy a steel dumpster, paint it haze-gray inside and out, and live in it for six months.
Run all the pipes and wires in your house exposed on the walls.
Repaint your entire house every month. Color Choices-Haze Grey or Dark Grey
ImageRenovate your bathroom (and henceforth always refer to it as the “head”). Build a wall across the middle of the bathtub(shower-stall) and move the showerhead to chest level. When you take a shower, make sure you turn off the water while you soap down. (Wet down, turn off water, soap down, Turn on water rinse down! Navy Shower) (Hollywood Showers are showers that last more than one(1) Minute)
Raise the thresholds and lower the headers of your front and back doors so that you either trip or bang your head every time you pass through them. (WALKED THROUGH AND SAW THESE KNEE-KNOCKERS FIRST HAND!)
Disassemble and inspect your lawn-mower every week.
On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, turn your water heater temperature up to 200 degrees. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, turn the water heater off. On Saturdays and Sundays tell your family they use too much water during the week, so no bathing will be allowed. (call it “water hours”)
Raise your bed to within 6 inches of the ceiling, so you can’t turn over without getting out and then getting back in. Put all your clothes under your mattress to press them!
Sleep on the shelf in your closet. Replace the closet door with a curtain. Have your spouse whip open the curtain about 3 hours after you go to sleep, shine a flashlight in your eyes, and say “Sorry, wrong rack.” (SO TRUE!! SAW THIS SET UP ON MY DAD'S CABIN VIDEO)
Have your mother-in-law write down everything she’s going to do the following day, then have her make you stand in your back yard at 6 am while she reads it to you. (call it “Morning Muster Call”)
Submit a request chit to your father-in-law requesting permission to leave your house before 3 pm. (call it “Early-Liberty”)
Empty all the garbage bins in your house and sweep the driveway three times a day, whether it needs it or not. (Stop referring to the garbage bins as “SHIT-CAN’s”)
Watch no TV except for movies played in the middle of the night. Have your family vote on which movie to watch, then show a different one. (call it “Movie Call”)
Post a menu on the kitchen door informing your family that they are having steak for dinner. Then make them wait in line for an hour. When they finally get to the kitchen, tell them you are out of steak, but they can have dried ham or hot dogs or a horse cock sandwich . Repeat daily until they ignore the menu and just ask for hot dogs.( Horse cock= BOLOGNA)
Get up every night around midnight and have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich OR HORSE COCK on stale bread. (Midrats=MIDNIGHT RATIONS)
Set your alarm clock to go off at random times during the night. At the alarm, jump up and dress as fast as you can, making sure to button your top shirt button and tuck your pants into your socks. Run out into the backyard and uncoil the garden hose. (call it “FIRE DRILL”)
Every week or so, throw your dog in the pool and shout, “Man overboard port side!” Rate your family members on how fast they respond.
Make coffee using eighteen scoops of budget priced coffee grounds per pot, and allow the pot to simmer for 5 hours before drinking. Or go to boiler room for some BT (Boiler Tech) coffee made from feed water, nasty tasting stuff, but you get used to it, drinking hot coffee when in 145 down there in front of the boilers, that’s a cool day!
Have someone under the age of ten give you a haircut with sheep shears, and tell the barber just a little off the sides.
Get drunk and wind up in a tattoo parlor getting a tattoo
Eat your meal in less than 5 minutes to keep in practice, chewing not required!
Run all the pipes and wires in your house exposed on the walls.
Repaint your entire house every month. Color Choices-Haze Grey or Dark Grey
ImageRenovate your bathroom (and henceforth always refer to it as the “head”). Build a wall across the middle of the bathtub(shower-stall) and move the showerhead to chest level. When you take a shower, make sure you turn off the water while you soap down. (Wet down, turn off water, soap down, Turn on water rinse down! Navy Shower) (Hollywood Showers are showers that last more than one(1) Minute)
Raise the thresholds and lower the headers of your front and back doors so that you either trip or bang your head every time you pass through them. (WALKED THROUGH AND SAW THESE KNEE-KNOCKERS FIRST HAND!)
Disassemble and inspect your lawn-mower every week.
On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, turn your water heater temperature up to 200 degrees. On Tuesdays and Thursdays, turn the water heater off. On Saturdays and Sundays tell your family they use too much water during the week, so no bathing will be allowed. (call it “water hours”)
Raise your bed to within 6 inches of the ceiling, so you can’t turn over without getting out and then getting back in. Put all your clothes under your mattress to press them!
Sleep on the shelf in your closet. Replace the closet door with a curtain. Have your spouse whip open the curtain about 3 hours after you go to sleep, shine a flashlight in your eyes, and say “Sorry, wrong rack.” (SO TRUE!! SAW THIS SET UP ON MY DAD'S CABIN VIDEO)
Have your mother-in-law write down everything she’s going to do the following day, then have her make you stand in your back yard at 6 am while she reads it to you. (call it “Morning Muster Call”)
Submit a request chit to your father-in-law requesting permission to leave your house before 3 pm. (call it “Early-Liberty”)
Empty all the garbage bins in your house and sweep the driveway three times a day, whether it needs it or not. (Stop referring to the garbage bins as “SHIT-CAN’s”)
Watch no TV except for movies played in the middle of the night. Have your family vote on which movie to watch, then show a different one. (call it “Movie Call”)
Post a menu on the kitchen door informing your family that they are having steak for dinner. Then make them wait in line for an hour. When they finally get to the kitchen, tell them you are out of steak, but they can have dried ham or hot dogs or a horse cock sandwich . Repeat daily until they ignore the menu and just ask for hot dogs.( Horse cock= BOLOGNA)
Get up every night around midnight and have a peanut butter and jelly sandwich OR HORSE COCK on stale bread. (Midrats=MIDNIGHT RATIONS)
Set your alarm clock to go off at random times during the night. At the alarm, jump up and dress as fast as you can, making sure to button your top shirt button and tuck your pants into your socks. Run out into the backyard and uncoil the garden hose. (call it “FIRE DRILL”)
Every week or so, throw your dog in the pool and shout, “Man overboard port side!” Rate your family members on how fast they respond.
Make coffee using eighteen scoops of budget priced coffee grounds per pot, and allow the pot to simmer for 5 hours before drinking. Or go to boiler room for some BT (Boiler Tech) coffee made from feed water, nasty tasting stuff, but you get used to it, drinking hot coffee when in 145 down there in front of the boilers, that’s a cool day!
Have someone under the age of ten give you a haircut with sheep shears, and tell the barber just a little off the sides.
Get drunk and wind up in a tattoo parlor getting a tattoo
Eat your meal in less than 5 minutes to keep in practice, chewing not required!
Snakes in my room!
Well, not really in my room, but my mom's room. I had another lucid dream last night and it involved snakes. Lots of them. Small to medium sized ones. I knew that I should have blogged this when I woke up this morning but I thought I could remember every detail of it. :/
I do remember picking out snakes in my dream. I can't remember if it was just me or my mom also. Anyway, I order about a dozen snakes. (not sure why or where) I'm playing with a few snakes. I'm practicing grabbing it by the head and trying to control or tame it. And as I play with it, I find it interesting that they shock (electro-static type shock) when I hold them by their tails and dangle them up to down. I do this to about 3 snakes trying to figure out why it's happening. I stop because my right arm hurts from all the continuous shock I received.
Next thing I know is that I'm at my parent's house, in my mom's room. [As a child, and even today, when my mom is not around, I lay in her bed. Usually, I throw myself on it and just lay there, look around and breathe.] I see that my mom's bed isn't made and in my head, I think "I know she bought snakes too but I wonder where she put them". I crawl into her bed and drown myself in her covers and turn on her TV. All of a sudden, I get bit in the ass and thigh about 3 times. I pull off the covers and see a whole mess of snakes! I don't freak out. I just acknowledge the pain from the bite and stand up and rip them off me. I throw them on the floor and bed and walk out. I can't stop thinking how much their bite stung me as the pain lingers.
Now I'm in what it seems like a school dance or reception. A guy, whom I can't tell is cute or not, wants to dance with me. And since I didn't like the song that was playing, I tell him to wait for a better song. So he's standing by me and we're both just listening to the music waiting for a good song to start and it does. I turn to him and say, "ok, we can dance now".
As we're dancing, I wake to hear the song playing on snooze. So, WTF does this mean? I don't get it but thought I'd write it down here for your and future analyis.
I sure hope it's not a bad premonition for my Asia trip. I def. don't wanna get bit by a snake.
I do remember picking out snakes in my dream. I can't remember if it was just me or my mom also. Anyway, I order about a dozen snakes. (not sure why or where) I'm playing with a few snakes. I'm practicing grabbing it by the head and trying to control or tame it. And as I play with it, I find it interesting that they shock (electro-static type shock) when I hold them by their tails and dangle them up to down. I do this to about 3 snakes trying to figure out why it's happening. I stop because my right arm hurts from all the continuous shock I received.
Next thing I know is that I'm at my parent's house, in my mom's room. [As a child, and even today, when my mom is not around, I lay in her bed. Usually, I throw myself on it and just lay there, look around and breathe.] I see that my mom's bed isn't made and in my head, I think "I know she bought snakes too but I wonder where she put them". I crawl into her bed and drown myself in her covers and turn on her TV. All of a sudden, I get bit in the ass and thigh about 3 times. I pull off the covers and see a whole mess of snakes! I don't freak out. I just acknowledge the pain from the bite and stand up and rip them off me. I throw them on the floor and bed and walk out. I can't stop thinking how much their bite stung me as the pain lingers.
Now I'm in what it seems like a school dance or reception. A guy, whom I can't tell is cute or not, wants to dance with me. And since I didn't like the song that was playing, I tell him to wait for a better song. So he's standing by me and we're both just listening to the music waiting for a good song to start and it does. I turn to him and say, "ok, we can dance now".
As we're dancing, I wake to hear the song playing on snooze. So, WTF does this mean? I don't get it but thought I'd write it down here for your and future analyis.
I sure hope it's not a bad premonition for my Asia trip. I def. don't wanna get bit by a snake.
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