So Im sitting here watching the Teen Awards. And all the sudden I think "you know if I was black I would for sure be like Eve. I just feel like somhow that would be." Then Mariah carey wins some award, then all the sudden I realize "ooooohh no, actually I would really be her (crazy, dramatic, had an affair with Ememen -sp?)-damn"

Thats kinda sad...

Ok folks here is a quick snaphot of my life:

Discovered Thomas is not only married but also looking. As in looking for other people besides myself. Great. So I am having a bit of a freak out over that. Ok more than a bit. Let's just say Valium is my little yellow friend.

Got Death Cab for Cutie tickets. Sweet! It's in October so I have a long wait, but it's worth it.

Still have the sniffles. I think my cold has been prolonged after my 3 consecutive days of partying after I discovered Thomas is not only married, but also looking.

Got my first Fresh Direct delivery. Finally they deliver in JC. There were a few problems with the delivery, as (e:lilho) can testify about. But, it sure beats carrying groceries home.

Did I happen to mention Thomas is not only married, but also looking?

As many of you know I am obsessed with my hair dresser. I always called it my non-sexual crush. Apparently the proper name for this is a "Girl Crush" as defined by the NY Times. They coined the phrase Metrosexual so Im going with the phrase "girl Crush" from now on.

Here read about it:

Also I am sick as a dog with a cold. Anyone want to come make me soup?

With my netflix subscription I rented Hotel Rwanda. I highly recommend it to everyone. I vaguely remember this event happening, but never thinking much of it. To see the movie has really affected me. To quickly recap hat happened read below:

The Rwandan conflict of the 1990s marked one of the bloodiest chapters in recent African history. The genocide was made all the more tragic by the fact that most of the world chose to ignore the conflict and the plight of the Rwandan people. While occasional reports about "tribal warfare" in Rwanda were carried by international news agencies, the horror of the conflict, instead of causing international outrage, seemed to be written off as another "third world incident" and not worthy of attention.

Over the course of 100 days, almost one million people were killed in Rwanda. The streets of the capital city of Kigali ran red with rivers of blood, but no one came to help. There was no international intervention in Rwanda, no expeditionary forces, no coalition of the willing. There was no international aid for Rwanda. Rwanda's Hutu extremists slaughtered their Tutsi neighbors and any moderate Hutus who stood in their way, and the world left them to it.

Amidst the horrendous violence and chaos that swept the country, one of the many heroes to emerge was Paul Rusesabagina, an ordinary man who, out of love and compassion, managed to save the lives of 1268 people.

In part of the movie this man Paul ( a real life person) can not believe how the entire world has deserted Rwanda. The UN pulls out, foreign troops come in but only evacuate their own people. He stands there while troops are rescuing everyone but them and a journalists says to Paul that people will see what is happening on the news say it is awful and go back to eating their dinner. Repeatedly the US denied that genocide was taking place. In a matter of 100 days one million people were slaughtered. I don't use the word killed because when someone cuts you up with a machete you are not simply killed. I will never understand how this kind of hate can exist in someone.

I am so f'ing sick of not being in a comfortable climate. In the subway its so hot you want to die, but because my office is so cold I can't stand it I am in pants. There is no happy medium.

On a happier note I cleaned my keyboard at work for the first time in a year. Finally I found some unguarded Office Duster Spray. Everyplace I have ever worked they guard this stuff like it's gold. Why? In any case I snagged the can and cleaned the heck out of my key board. It was so dirty and gross there was an actual dust bunny stuck in the keys. I wish I had a camera phone so I could have taken a picture of it.