Life on Exile Island and other rants...

Okay, so I haven't written in a while and so you might be thinking that my life must be just like I want it to be, right? Uhmmm....no. I just haven't been able to organize my thoughts enough to write--hey! no comments from the peanut gallery about how my thoughts are usually unorganized!
Anyway, there are a few lessons that I've learned from living on Exile Island....

1. The higher your numbers, the more you can get away with. Afterall, why would they want to punish those that are giving them the numbers they want, no matter how they are gotten?

2. The higher your numbers, the more help you get to keep them there. It would make more sense to help those that are at lower numbers in any way you can to get everyone up there, but hey, what do I know?

3. While some of our "helpers" run their tails off trying to help, there are those who just prefer to sit on their ass watching Nascar shit.

4. That there are a few team members (whose voices grate on my nerves like fingernails on a chalkboard) that I'm better off being away from--even though one of those girls had the nerve to look at me and say "I didn't even realize you were still on our team"....stupid bitch.

5. That I enjoy my books more than I enjoy talking to most people (Okay, well that might not be new! lol)

6. That working there can wear down even the sweetest, hardworking people....miss you K.

It's not that it is quiet enough to read as much in Exile....in most ways it is louder since it's in the middle of the room and sitting next to people who don't realize that if I have a book and I'm looking at it, I really don't want to talk or listen to your whining. I'm not kidding--I had a book... reading pages...and the guy in front of me just kept talking to me....
I wish I was more like Sam, careful to keep my feelings hidden and smile and laugh with people to their faces but I can't. I wear my feelings on my sleeve, always have. Maybe I just don't care enough anymore to hide it

On another note...holy cow, I'm 40! Ack...when the heck did that happen? I can't be 40! I keep remembering the scene in "When Harry met Sally..." when she's crying on the bed....lamenting the fact that 40 is "out there" just waiting for her...the good news is that since you are only as young as you feel, I'm spending most of my time thinking I'm in my 20s! But then again, the 6 pills I take in the morning and 4 at noon and then another 7 at night remind me of how I've just let my health go. So, I've started my pilltaking back up....gonna start on the monitoring again and I've got myself a brand new excersize ....machine.

Lemme tell ya about my new toy! It's the Wii Fit game! OMG this is so much fun! Yeah, it gets you to move....but in a fun way....there's hula hooping...skiing...tightrope walking...group dancing...just so much stuff and I've only played it twice. There's strength training, yoga, balancing and aerobics...you run in place but actually around a track following puppies and Nintendo characters. I would say that everyone should get this, but you're lucky if you can find it....Y'all know that I've got connections so I got it for my birthday along with some other Nintendo ds games, a cool little keyboard that has a backlight on it (blue, of course, although you can change it to red or purple if you like) and giftcards to places like Barnes and Noble and the AMC theater...

Okay, I've kind of brought you all up to date--it isn't as exciting as hearing about Italo's trip...why aren't you over there reading about it?! Wait til you see the pictures with the little llama! Maybe we'll do some entertainment news tomorrow....

I've missed talking to you all....