Sorry Cat

I hope that you don't have to go to McDonalds again after this post, but this just fits in so well with my Obsession post I had to add it!

So, due to my occupation I get subscriptions to all sorts of fun trade magazines, including Restaurants & Institutions Magazine. I was catching up on some past issues when I saw this interesting McDonalds fact:

In India, McDonalds offers the Maharaja Mac , marketed with the jingle,

"Two all-lamb patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun."

Hee hee...all-lamb patties...I guess it just makes sense!

Going to Kansas City

So, I feel like I should provide more detail on the horribly obnoxious behavior from two posts ago (I like referring to time in terms of posts, I think I shall do it all the time, now!).

A total tool in an ugly shirt with greasy "I desperately need to rebel, so I will let my hair grow long over my ears and down my neck in an attempt to look like the male models in Maxim" hair, was standing outside talking to anyone who would listen. He walks up to some other random guy and tries to talk to him:

Hair: "You know what I really want right now?"
Mel (from 7 feet away at the top of her lungs): "A HAIRCUT???"
H: "A sandwich! You know who makes a good one?"
M: "YOUR BARBER???"

Hee. It continued like this for a good ten minutes! Guy #2 keeps looking from me to Hair. Wondering what the hell this bitch is yelling at. And why does that guy keep ignoring her.

So then, I was outside and overhear a conversation involving "Bill". Which of course means I must shout at the top of my lungs from 7 feet away:

"BIIIIIIIIILLLL!!!
I LOVE YOU SO, I ALWAYS WILL
LA LA LA LA LA (cause I don't know those words)
BUT AM I EVER GONNA SEE MY WEDDING DAY..."

Pause for a moment, wait for "Bill" to start talking again. Within the first syllable, start again with:

"WON'T YOU MARRY ME BILL!!
I WANNA MARRY YOU BILL!!"

Hee.

You'd think Bill would've learned. Nope. I than proceed to over hear him saying "Yeah, I am going to Kansas City next month."

Which leaves me no choice but to bust out with:

"GOING TO KANSAS CITY!
KANSAS CITY, HERE I COME!"

Pause for conversation to pick up again. Then:

"THEY GOT SOME CRAZY LITTLE WOMEN THERE
AND I'M GONNA GET ME ONE!"

Ahhh...good times. Coffee at 10:00 pm sure does some strange things to people...

Whoa!

My posts are posting backwards!! I literally posted something an hour later, but it showed up as being before my other post...

...I'm trapped in a time warp! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME!?!?

If I Could Turn Back Time

Actually I just did...tee hee...I was watching the clock on my computer go from 1:59 to 1:00...cool.

Sleeping now!

Obsession

First of all, let me tell you why McDonalds is soooo superior to Jack in the Box in every way. When I say no onions on my burger, I truly mean NO GODDAMNED ONIONS. What? You think I don't know what I want? You think that BHP (Bachelors of Hamburger Preparation) makes it okay for you to decide that I really do want the onions? Geesh! And what the hell happened to the fries at JitB? They're crap now. Blech!

But, the number one reason that McDonalds is better can be summed up in two words: Monopoly Game. Yup, it's back and I'm obsessed. I can't sleep at night, thinking about when I will be able to get my next game piece. I think about the blank spaces that are on my board (which I carry with me at all times because I never know when I will acquire a new piece). I think about the prizes that I will win. I think about the people I know in other areas that can send me game pieces from thier local McDonalds. I have a sickness, I can not be stopped. I am even thinking about taking a road trip just to hit up some other areas. If any of you out there could please visit your local McDonalds and send me all your game pieces, you will be handsomely rewarded (I don't know by who, but you know what they say, no good deed goes unnoticed). Help me. I must have free crap! Please?

I Should Just Stay Home...

In case you didn't know, I'm an ass. Do you ever have one of those nights where everything and everyone just annoys the living hell out of you? Actually not so much annoys, but just makes you want to be obnoxious?

Maybe it was because I had a coffee at 10:00 at night. I was all hyped up. I couldn't really drink because I was the DD (sucks). So instead I chain-smoked and stood outside and made rude comments to the drunk people. And sang songs really loud when people were talking (of course I mean songs that directly related to their name or topic of discussion). And then when they started talking again, I would sing louder. That's right. I was "that person". And I wasn't even drunk.

I guess in a lot of ways, I am feeling so anxious, yet free, that I had all this pent up energy. I think if I were a guy, I probably would've started a fight (as it was I think several people wanted to hit me).

I don't know what my problem was. But let me tell you something, I was on fire! I was like the Comeback Queen. My wits were not to be matched. Damn, I was funny. At least I thought so.

So I am going to a party tonight where I will be wearing a teeny-tiny costume (and freezing my ass off in the process).

Hopefully I will not be the DD tonight. It is so much easier to be one of the drunk people. As a DD you have to round all the drunk people up and wrangle them in the car and make them sit down. Seriously. My friend was doing backflips in the backseat. Okay not really, but there was so much noise and commotion she could've been. Out of control. Maybe that's why I was so bitter...I WANTED TO BE DRUNK AND SLOPPY!! I'm all over it tonight!

Apology

I don't even know where to begin with what I have to say. But it is important to get out, so bear with me if I am all scattered and crazy.

As most of you know, I have a great deal going on in my life. At the risk of sounding cheesy, I am closing one chapter and opening another. Although I have many friends and family that, for the most part, support me, I am very alone.

I do have one person in my life that I care a great deal about. He came into my life at the right time and has proven to be the one bright spot in my dark world. He cheers me up when I need it, gives me advice when I need it and basically rocks my world. I don't know how I would have gotten through these last few months without him.

He recently saw something that I wrote and it hurt him. It was taken in a way that it was not meant, but it hurt his feelings nonetheless. And I totally understand. Had I read something similar, I would've felt bad, too. So, I am sorry from the bottom of my heart. I never meant to hurt you. I would never intentionally hurt you.

I told you that I don't know what I would do without you and I meant it. I don't know how to make you believe me. But you tell me what you need as proof, and I will do it.

I love you, Little Bear and I am truly sorry. Please don't stop loving me.

Breast Cancer Awareness Month

I realize that the month is almost over and I have been meaning to post this since the first! Anyway, October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. My grandmother is a breast cancer survivor so this cause is very near and dear to my heart.

Last year my mom and I participated in the Susan G. Komen Foundation 3-Day Walk. We walked 60 miles in three days and raised just over $3,000 each. It was one of the best experiences of my entire life and I will never forget it. We met so many different men and women, some that had been personally affected by this disease and some who had not. Some people who were survivors (some of them VERY young) and some who had family fighting the disease at that time.

It was very emotional and my mom and I spent a good marjority of the time wih tears in our eyes (as did everyone else). By the end of the three days we were completely drained and exhausted, both physically and emotionally. We could barely walk, our muscles were so sore and stiff. But every moment was worth it.

We didn't do it this year because we didn't plan ahead. But when I saw the walkers going through my town this year, I couldn't help but feel sad and proud. Proud that those people gave up three days (and more including training and recovery) to do what they could for other people. And sad because I wasn't a part of it this year. My mom felt the same way. Needless to say, we are going to start planning for next year. I can't wait.

I posted a few pictures from our walk last year.

I am crying for Starbucks! 

This guy's name was Bud Light. No, really. 

Hey! Where's my duvet?!?! 

The first day, feeling no pain yet! 

I Heart Bam! 

Never When I Need It!!

Why is it when I need something and I have the money for it, I can never find it!! It is so frustrating! I desperately need to upgrade my wardrobe (due to my hoity-toity promotion and everything). Yet, I can't find a damn thing that fits! Nada! Nothing! And those that do fit are hideously ugly! I just can't win!

On top of the great wardrobe search, I am also looking for an apartment. How much does that suck? It is such a pain in the ass. Then if you find a place that you like and you can afford, you have to fill out an application, provide a blood and urine sample, give them the account number to anything you could possibly have a number to and sign away your first born. Even then, that it is only if you are the first person to respond.

I wish I was rich. Then I could have a tailor who could make clothes just to fit me: Mel Size. And I could have someone find me an apartment, move my stuff in and put it away, hand me the keys and tell me where to go. Oh, and make all the arrangements for water and electric and cable and have my mail forwarded. Wait, scratch that last one. I would rather have no one able to track me down. Hee.

Crime and Punishment

A friend of mine was down in Newport Beach one evening having many beers. At the end of the night, he got in the car (he wasn't driving) and they started to head home. He was smoking a cigarette and flicked it out the window at a stop light. Right next to one of Newport's men in blue. He of course got a ticket and a court date.

He went to court this week. He was asked by the judge to pay a $340 fine. He was relieved that he got out of it with a fine and felt pretty good. Until the judge continued with "...AND 8 hours of community service that will consist of picking up trash on the side of the road."

What!??!

My friend asks the judge "Can I just pay a bigger fine? I'll pay $400, I don't mind paying the money!"

The judge told him to get out of the courtroom. And so it goes.

Here's my question: Would it be incredibly cruel if I were to drive around his spot where he is picking up trash and flick cigarette butts out the window at him?

Nah, I didn't think so, either....I am soooo gonna do that!

Bwahahaha!!!

Rain Hits the Southland and Washes Away Common Sense!

What is it with people? IT'S JUST A LITTLE WATER!!! Seriously. I realize the streets are wet and some are a little flooded. But does that mean that you have to take everything you have ever learned about driving and toss it out the window? Apparently. Could you imagine if there was ice or snow on the road? The entire state would shut down and no one would be allowed to leave their homes!

Now, I am not one who usually blames the media for everything, but in this case I kinda have to. Instead of just reporting on the weather and the road conditions, they have to have several reports stationed all over the area telling people how dangerous the roads are! I think it gets people all worked up.

It gets in their heads: "Oh, the roads are wet. That means they are dangerous. There is more chance of me getting in an accident. Oh my, I don't want to drive today. I'll probably die from a horrendous car accident because it is drizzling. But I have to go to work. I'll just have a death grip on my steering wheel at 10 and 2. And I will NOT drive above 35. Even on the freeway. Because if I do, I'll crash for sure."

UGH! You are going to crash! Because I am going to slam into the back of you out of pure frustration! It took me over an hour to get to work today. Now that would be understandable had there been an accident or a light out or something of the sort. But no, that wasn't the case. It took me so long because SoCal drivers are afraid to drive in anything but sunshine (don't even get me started on fog!).

Right now, I'm a little ashamed to be here. Southern Californians react to rain like spoiled kids. There are complaints about a drought and about how dry the land is and oh it needs to rain otherwise there will be ten thousand acres burned in fires. Yay! Rain! Wait, it's been raining for 2 hours! AAAHHH! Stormwatch 2004! Will the rain ever end??? We are going on hour 3 with no sign of let-up. Will Los Angeles be swallowed into the Pacific Ocean???

GAH! I am sooo moving to Colorado!

Don't Let Your Kids Near Me

My life is rated NC-17.
What is your life rated?

I'm Not Stuck Up, I Swear!

No, really. I couldn't get online all weekend because the battery in my laptop was dead and a certain inconsiderate A-Hole (who shall remain nameless) left the power cord in his office before jaunting off to Laughlin. Thanks.

And yesterday I had a gajillion things to do. At work! Can you believe that??

Anywhoo, I will make my rounds this morning and visit all my friends and catch up on what you have all been doing. Having fun without me!! Boo! I miss you guys, really I do!!

By the way, quick poll....what are you all dressing up as for Halloween? I know The Lou is going to be a pirate, how about the rest of you? I thought that I had a costume decided upon, but waited too late to order it. I am going to swing by the costume shop after work, but thought I would get some ideas from you! Soooooo????

Pop the Bubbly!!

I would like all of my Blogging friends out there to have a nice glass of champagne and toast with me...

...ON MY PROMOTION!!!

Woo hoo!! I would like to thank you all for your support over the last few months and for helping me to keep my positive attitude (and productivity - HA!) at a noticeable level.

I am very excited and plan on drinking my weight in champagne this weekend.

Me to a Tee!

Thanks, Yankee Bob, for this quiz. I think it describes me eerily well...


You are the color red. You are the most
controversial of all the colors. You are often
easily angered, but as easily as you got
excited, you come down. When angered, do you
have the tendency to be malicious? Afterwards,
do you end up begging for forgiveness? Maybe.
But you're incredibly generous, and, odd
enough, needy. You love to hate, and
sometimes, you hate to love. This color
describes you as generally edgy. When in a bad
situation, you're pessimistic, and when you're
in a good situation, you're extremely
optimistic. You're painfully tempermental, and
sometimes it hurts the ones you love. But with
an exciting and stimulating attitude, you enjoy
talking to people and being social. But aside
from your bold and outgoing attitude, you're
attention-needing and attention-getting. This
color is associated with lust and desire--and
you are both lust and desirous. You're a
protective person when it comes to the people
you love. You're incredibly sharp-witted and
powerful (not to mention intelligent!).



What color are you? (Amazingly detailed & accurate--with pics!)
brought to you by Quizilla

Soft Sheets and Fluffy Blankets

Ever have one of those days where you just feel the need to stay in bed? I am having one today. But I am not in bed. Sucks.

I woke up this morning at 1am in the worst pain I have ever experienced in my life. It felt like someone was stabbing me in the abdomen (or what I imagine it would feel like to be stabbed). I was crying, out loud, it hurt so bad. I sat up and got out of bed. The plan was to get some pain killers, get some water and grab the heating pad. I barely made it to the bathroom before I blew chunks. :(

At least I was able to get everything else taken care of and get back to bed with no further "incidents". But of course, my sleep was affected. It took me a good hour to go back to sleep. And of course by that time, I kept waking up because I was sure the alarm was going to go off. I called work and told them I would be an hour late. So I did get to stay in bed for an extra hour. It was hard to get out.

The really horrible thing, is that I made myself get out of my cozy bed and come to work because Wednesday is Deli Day in the cafeteria. And on Deli Day they have delish mac and cheese. And I didn't want to miss it.

Those a-holes made baked potatoes instead. I knew I should've stayed in bed!

The Mel Mega Diet

Forget The South Beach Diet. Screw Atkins and his carb-hating ways. If those dillholes can create their own diets, I'm gonna create my own. It's going to be the new revolution! People will refer to me as "a healthy-living guru" and "pure genius"! So, what's the catch?

TINY FOOD

Yup, you heard it. Tiny food. Anything goes, as long as it is miniature. As I was coming up with this concept, it occurred to me that there was a ridiculous amount of tiny food in the world. Enough that I truly believe I could eat nothing but tiny food for several weeks.

Here is my list so far:

• Mini Quiches
• Cocktail Wieners (aka Lil Smokies)
• Mini Wheat Thins
• Grape Tomatoes
• Pearl-size Mozzarella
• Baby Gherkins
• Baby Corn on the Cob (You can eat it like Tom Hanks in Big)
• Peas
• Sardines
• Frosted Mini-Wheats
• Mochi Ice Cream (small enough)
• Sushi (as long as it is one-bite)
• Mini Chips Ahoy (or Cookie Crunch cereal as dessert)
• Tiny Tootsie Roll Pops
• Hershey's Miniatures
• Hershey's Kisses
• Airplane-size bottles of alcohol
• Shrimp (NO Jumbo Shrimp)
• Mini Doughnuts/Doughnut Holes
• Popcorn
• Broccolini (no stems)
• Oyster Crackers
• Miniature Marshmallows

I think you get the idea. Everything should be bitesize. There should be no utensils required. Everything you eat should be able to just be popped straight into your mouth. Ladies and Gentleman, I believe I have made a wonderful discovery. I am going to change the world. Please let me know if you have further miniature food ideas, and I will thank you on the first page of my book (the book that will change the way the world eats)!

By the Way...

...check out how sexy Kermie looks. All leaning against the wall in a very dapper "what a difference a day makes" kinda way...aww yeah....

Ian Made Me Do It!

So...I was catching up on Ian's adventures over the weekend and I noticed this little quiz he took. Now, growing up the Muppet Show was my favorite show! I can still hear the opening music in my head now as I type this. I was very curious to see which Muppet I would be. I always thought I was more like Gonzo or Animal, so I was very surprised when this popped up:



You are Kermit the Frog.
You are reliable, responsible and caring. And you
have a habit of waving your arms about
maniacally.

FAVORITE EXPRESSIONS:
"Hi ho!" "Yaaay!" and
"Sheesh!"
FAVORITE MOVIE:
"How Green Was My Mother"

LAST BOOK READ:
"Surfin' the Webfoot: A Frog's Guide to the
Internet"

HOBBIES:
Sitting in the swamp playing banjo.

QUOTE:
"Hmm, my banjo is wet."


What Muppet are you?
brought to you by Quizilla


Who knew!??! One of my favorite expressions is "Geesh", which I guess is similar to "Sheesh" (of course one of my favorite expressions is also "fuck" so what does that mean?). And, like The Lou, I do wave my hands around...Weird.

If You Wanna Feel Big...

...RUN to Target and get yourself some Miniature Tootsie Pops! I am eating one and I feel like a giant! Between those and the Mini-Wheat Thins and the airplane-size alcohol, I am BIG!!

You Wanna Piece of Me?

In case you didn't know, I AM A BAD ASS MO-FO!! That's right! You mess with me, I'll bite a hole through your cheek, Biatch!

In all truthfulness, I fear I may have to retire. There is no way that I can even begin to compete with Ian and all his humor and smarty-pantness. He is truly the Blog God and we are all just peons trying to be worthy...

I'm at a loss for words...(except that I'm #1)

Stupid Karma!

I guess having thoughts of ways to kill people without getting caught is bad for my karma. In the last 7 minutes I have:

• Tripped on my own feet
• Walked into a wall
• Choked on a Chewy Spree
• Jabbed myself in the eye
• Received a phone call from my mother

Oh cruel, Karma, I promise I won't think about killing anyone else...today...

And Justice for All

Hmm...so apparently I am not alone in my detest for the George W sign on my lawn. I came out of the building this morning to see that someone had uprooted it and gently moved it to an alternate location. In the gutter. Hee.

Now, I would not have put it in the gutter, that's just a little rude. However, I couldn't help but giggle like a school girl as I walked past it. I only wish I knew who did it so that I could buy them an Amstel.

In other news, it is only 2:30 and I have thought about killing at least 6 people already. I am a sick fuck.

Think of the Children!

Okay, am I alone here, or does anyone else in the free world know about and practice The Courtesy Flush?!?! I think I could be alone.

For those of you who don't know (or live somewhere crazy like Canada or Australia - Kidding!), The Courtesy Flush is used when one goes to the restroom and may emit a foul odor. As it breaks off, you flush. This is especially courteous when you are using a public restroom or in an office building, etc. It does not require much of an extra effort and your co-workers and/or the public will quietly thank you for being so polite.

However, not using The Courtesy Flush is just downright rude and selfish! You must have some nerve to think that the people around you want to smell what you had for dinner last night!! It is especially bad when it seeps out of the restroom and smacks you in the face as you are walking down the hall! There is just no need for this sort of behavior in society today.

So, I am begging you, ALL of you. Please use The Courtesy Flush. Please spread the word to your friends, family, neighbors and co-workers. If we all just gave an extra flush or two, the world would be a much happier, peaceful place.

This message has been brought to you by Flushers for a Better Tomorrow.

Quasi-Political Post

So I try not to get too political in my posts for fear of "the wrath" from gutless anonymous posters. However, something happened that really bothers me. And who better to share it with then all of my lovely Blogger friends!

Now, let me start by saying that I am NOT a Bush supporter. AT ALL. I would vote for the Cat in the Hat over him in a heartbeat. Please don't post comments trying to convince me otherwise. I am entitled to my opinions and viewpoints. That is the wonderful thing about my Blog.

So, I drive up to my building the other day and what do I see? A giant Bush 2004 poster-thing stuck into our front lawn. Now, I know that my downstairs neighbor can be a little bit of a freak. For example, he is a huge USC fan. Whenever there is a USC game on television, he will wake up at the butt-crack of dawn and start playing the USC fight song. Full blast. All damn day. My entire apartment will shake from sun-up to sun-down. He is nuts.

Anyway, I am very happy for him that he supports Bush. That is his prerogative to do so. However, when you are living in a building with four other apartments and nine other people, please do not advertise your politics on behalf of the entire building!

Am I being too sensitive? If he is all for Bush, let him put the Bush poster in his window...I just really think that it is unfair for him to stick the thing in the front lawn. Does that mean that I can get a Kerry poster and stick it on the opposite side of the walkway. Oh my gosh! I should sooo do that! If he can put his politics on the front lawn, why can't I!?!? Hmmm...I wonder where I could get one of those things??? Anyone know?

The only other option is to remove it at night while he is sleeping. Which is the lesser of two evils?

Carb Crazy!

I don't know what is wrong with me...I am usually not a carb person. It isn't for any health or weight reasons, really. They just make me all bloaty and lethargic and who likes feeling that way after they eat? So I usually avoid them. I like bread as much as the next person, but I don't eat a lot of it. Same goes for pasta. I think the only thing I have a real weakness for is potatoes. Mmmm...yummy!

Well, the last three days I have been out of control!! Here is my list:

Saturday:
Bacon, egg and cheese croissant
Roast beef and cheddar sandwich on baguette
Chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, biscuits and extra gravy (can you say heart attack on a plate?)

Sunday:
Open-faced meatloaf sandwich, mashed potatoes, extra gravy
Spaghetti w/meatballs, half a loaf of garlic bread
Pizookie (for those who don't know, this would be a freshly baked chocolate chip cookie in the pan, served hot, topped with vanilla bean ice cream)

Monday:
Banana bread
Large baked potato w/cheese, bacon and sour cream
Bruschetta
Fettucine w/shrimp and lemon garlic cream sauce and sourdough bread

UGH! No wonder I am soooo bloated! I am sick to my stomach just thinking about all that heavy food!! What the heck is wrong with me? Why am I craving so much crap?? Now please excuse me while I go upstairs for a snack!

P.S. I am going to eat celery w/peanut butter...back to my low-carb eating habits!

Eye Update

Good God, there is STILL something in my eye!! I must be being punished for all my "sins" from the past week. Isn't there anything I can do!?!? I am about to pluck out my own eyeball for relief!!

Monday Blahs!

Who the fuck decided to make a 5-day work week and a 2-day weekend??!?! I'm sooo gonna kick that person's ass. ONE MORE DAY!!! Please!! Here are some things that I am thinking about today instead of working:

Could the Reality Bites Soundtrack be any better? I have listened to it non stop all day and I keep getting excited to hear certain songs!

I need a life.

Don't you hate when you can't get a buzz to save your life?? I made the mistake of eating a HUGE meal on Saturday night (chicken fried steak, mashed taters, biscuits and extra gravy washed down with 3 Amstels). Yeah. Nothing. Proceeded to drink a shot and three more beers. Nada. I just got really full. And gassy. Hot. The only good thing? I was in a gross sweaty club that already smelled like ass, so I didn't feel so bad if I let one slip and then danced across the floor really fast. Hee.

Some guy grabbed my ass at the club and said it was like a steak. Huh? Is that a good thing? Did he mean a cooked steak? Or raw? Is there a difference? Can some male out there please explain this to me? I didn't know whether I should be offended or not. So I just gave him a weird look and wandered off...

A girl from work just got back from her Honeymoon and brought me chocolate covered macadamia nuts...SHAPED LIKE WHALES!! Call me easily impressed, but how cool is that? Oh, and not just whales, but mama whales with little baby whales. Suh-weet!

Not to beat a dead horse, but I was thinking about Friday night. I had three shots and about 5 beers and was barely buzzed...At what point should I be worried about my tolerance? It is getting very expensive. At least I don't wake up hung over. And I was happily injury-free on Saturday and Sunday morning. Yippee!

Has anyone seen that commercial, I think it is for Miller (?) where the guy is going to work and Survivor (the band, not the show) is following singing to the tune of "Eye of the Tiger"? (Glen, Glen, Glen, Glen...one day he'll be...Supervisor)...anyone? I can't get it out of my head and our Director of Engineering is named Glen. I just want to sing it to him sooooo bed. Would that be offensive?

Could whoever has been trying to send a fax to my phone line at work PLEASE STOP!! GAH! If I find out who it is, I am going to hope in the Mel Mobile, drive to your office and pop your eye out like in Kill Bill vol 2!! I'm crazy enough, I'll do it. I've been practicing.

If people on Soap Operas can "die" but really go and live secretly for a few years and then come back and their life is perfect and all the messes are cleaned up, why can't I?

I have had something in my eye since I woke up this morning. I have tried everything! I look like a cyclops because I have no makeup on this eye because I keep rubbing it, flushing ith with water. I am seriously considering asking someone to punch me really hard and make my cry. I'm sure I would get plenty of volunteers...

Speaking of punching, did anyone see the fight on Saturday? Holy cow was that a good fight! I was way into it.

I hate Mondays. It means there are 5 full days until the weekend. *Sigh*...I feel blue.

Koji's

I heart Shabu Shabu. Really. Love it. It is so tasty and satisfying. I don't feel guilty if I finish my entire plate, as it is somewhat healthy for me. And the best part is, Koji's offers a happy hour price of 50% off any Shabu Shabu meal Mon-Thurs before 6pm. Can you say $13 dinner, including gigantor Sapporo!??!

For any of you who do not know what Shabu Shabu is, it is basically where you cook your own food. Do you remember the scene in Lost in Translation where they are at the restaurant and Scarlett Johansen looks at the menu and says "It all looks the same to me." and there is a steaming pot in the middle of the table? That's Shabu Shabu! It means "swish swish" because you put your food in the water and swish it until it is cooked. Oh yum!

I highly suggest you run out this second and go eat it! NOW!