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I was eating so well until I happened upon the Easter candy aisle at Safeway. My weakness? None other than Dove Dark Chocolate easter eggs. So so good and so so addictive! Add a glass of milk on the side and they make a great supper substitute. But should they? Probabry not.

An electrician is coming to check out our electrical problems tomorrow. Now, I’m going to turn out all of the lights in the living room, dining room and kitchen so I have enough light in the bathroom to shower and brush my teeth.

I spent a good part of this evening on a worthwhile cause: finding former HS classmates on myspace.com. It was….less than thrilling. Here’s what I found out:

- Lots of people are married.
- Lots of people have kids. One girl is 27, divorced and has five kids all under the age of 10. Damn.
- Lots of people love Jesus….a lot.
- Most people live in Austin. Funny, I never ever saw them when I lived there. Then again, Austin isn’t tiny.
- All of the girls have slutty pictures posted. Maybe I’m a prude, but…ewwww…rode hard and put away wet is all I’m saying.
- In many ways, this was an ego boost for me. In other ways, it makes me realize that I still can’t let go of petty HS grievances. I still have a ways to go in that regard.

Danny’s wedding band arrived today. I’m pissed though. The delivery service that shall not be named (but is not FedEx) left the jewelry box on our doorstep. WTF? I thought we had to sign for this stuff.

Lucky for us, we had the tracking number and I discovered within three hours that our package had been dropped off. Danny went home at lunch and stored the package indoors.

The ring is made by the New Zealand jeweler who made the rings for the Lord of the Rings trilogy. Although it is not the officially licensed ring, it is a damn fine piece of custom-made jewelry.

We took turns playing with it tonight. No, we are not calling each other Smeagol and Deagol yet. Yet….

Riddle me this batman: Why does our oven now control electrical output for three rooms in our apartment?

Last night, we preheated the oven in order to warm up some leftover pizza. We wondered what would happen if we broiled our pizza instead of baking it, so we turned the switch to broil. Then, the lights went out.

Danny went to the breaker box and flipped the switches. Still nothing. We knew the oven had something to do with it, so we started turning the knobs on it. When we hit “bake” the lights came on but not all the way. The fluorescent light in our kitchen began flickering and the lights in our living room came on partway. We had our very own “brown-out.” Yay.

Since it’s the weekend, I couldn’t get a hold of our new apartment manager. Considering that our old apartment manager was useless and snotty to boot, if this person just returns our phone call sometime tomorrow then I’ll be thrilled.

We don’t have enough current to power the TV, but our office and bedroom are getting enough juice to power our computers.

I think this situation is related to the fact that our apartment complex just installed a brand new laundry facility directly below our apartment. I really hope that they can fix the issue because I would like to wash clothes AND watch TV during the same day.

It is cold here. I wore my wool coat at work all day long. I think they didn’t turn the heat up in the office. I don’t mind wearing it. It’s like wearing a big bathrobe around.

This weekend, my only plans are to go to the gym, go to church, and clean SOMETHING. Wedding planning has been fun so far, but I realized that I’m out of wine glasses because all twelve of them are dirty. Yes, I’m so lazy I will not even clean my wine glasses. I ran the dishwasher this evening though, so that will provide me with other dishes at least.

Yesterday, I got a new picturebook that I ordered from snapfish. I use snapfish a lot because their prints are really cheap and their upload process is pretty fast. Anyway, I created a “memory book” of our photos from Japan. It sounds cheesy, but the book looks really nice, bordering on professional almost.

I’ve had some wine, and now I’m going to go have some dark chocolate and watch Battlestar Galactica on SciFi. It’s raining outside. I love the weekend.

What is going on at the gym? Last night, I went there around 8:30pm and it was packed. Why is this happening? I thought the go-getters with new year’s resolutions like mine would have quit long ago. Maybe I just live in a “fit” neighborhood.

There is no chance of getting an elliptical machine in the evenings so I opt for weight lifting or swimming. Last week, the pool was full at 9pm. Whaaa?? Then last night the weights and lifting machines were packed and not just with burly men. I didn’t have to wait too long, but what the heck? C’mon people. Don’t you need to be at the store buying ice cream or renting DVDs? I need to get toned!

…or maybe just me.

Danny and I just finished watching the documentary “Enron: the smartest guys in the room.” Wow. I knew it was bad but I never grasped how very very bad the Enron collapse was. I know, it’s been over four years since everything went down, but it still floors me. If you’re interested in corporate politics or just major economic manipulation in general, I highly recommend this film. It didn’t sound that interesting at first, but I was glued to the TV throughout it.

New discovery: Garden Burger’s meatless herb crusted chicken patty. Oh my God, these things are good. I’d never tried garden burgers before and, while the original garden burger isn’t fantastic, these chicken things are good. No, they don’t taste just like chicken. The consistency is different, but the flavor is pretty good. I ate two of them plus a glass of wine for dinner tonight. You can pan fry them, but I just bake them for about 10 minutes and they come out perfect. Mmm…

Don’t get me wrong, I do like meat. But thawing and then preparing meat, esp chicken, can be a messy messy hassle. Maybe I’m just super messy, but unless it’s prebreaded, chicken = pain in the butt.

Wedding update: The last three days have been really productive. On Saturday, I bought my dress. Today, I booked a photographer and now I’m working on flowers. Fortunately, my aunt is helping me find places near her home so I don’t have to scour north dallas for reliable vendors. I had a little bit of a scare earlier today regarding the food, but it’s worked itself out.

Tonight, I got the look: the “oh shit, I hope she didn’t see me” look. I don’t think I’ve witnessed such a blatant example of “the look” before, but it was really funny.

I was walking into the grocery store. I was about ten feet from the door as four people exited one at a time. I was just kind of staring straight ahead trying to remember everything on my list when I spotted a girl from my statistics class last fall.

Even though we weren’t buddies, we did work on a group project together and I believe she is a genuinely nice person. However, I was usually kind of a mess by the time I got to class. I had no energy and might have even exuded an air of complete exhaustion or piss-offedness. Either way, she and I worked together, but we didn’t joke around much or meet for coffee after class.

So anyway, I was walking in and we both spied each other at the same time. In the instant I decided that I would say hi, I saw her veer to the right and keep her eyes on the ground. A smile crept onto my face. Am I that scary? Does she feel guilty about something? Did she have a bad day and is just not in the mood for chitchat? Whatever it was, she wanted out of there fast.

Don’t get me wrong. I’ve done that look many times myself. I don’t mean to be a jerk but sometimes I just don’t feel like shooting the breeze outside of the women’s restroom at work or on my way to buy cough syrup at the drug store.

I just found it funny. Maybe I’ll send her an email; something along the lines of “hey, was that you at the store last night? I was going to say hi, but all I could see was the back of your head as you sprinted to the parking lot. Oh well. Meet for coffee?”