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| I think I watch too much infomercialsGah, I swear I would quit Xanga and stick to myspace... but gah!
So, I've decided to create a new diet. It is called the Popsicle diet... not just by eating it... though if you buy the dreamsicle ones you'll get the calcium too, and they're sweetened by splenda!
So, the propaganda would be to eat 2 popsicles (preferably low calorie) within 2 minutes. Jump into the shower and take a steaming hot shower/or bath... for at least 20 minutes. After soaking in the tub for a couple of minutes, there will be a sequence of exercises/stretches that will strength and build your muscles (for additional waterproof cards and equipment, order at the bottom of the page!). And I'll make up some shit about the combination of the internal cold and external hot... and other calorie burning bullshit.
Naturally, if ignorant people buy it... I would have to develop my own line of chilly sweetness... perhaps for the Asian customers out there, red bean, green bean, taro, green tea, durian, and so forth... or strange flavors like licorice or mustard. Woooo, you know what would be a selling flavor? The sugah'd lard that's smushed in between two chocolate cookies that so many find irresistible. I could branch out and make real ice cream, hehe... oh wait, ice cream is just frozen sweetened lard. Oh, nm. But, I could get bath product endorsements!
Think it will sell?
Al, when are you going to get yours?... partnership, Dude.  ...and the fruity popsicles come in two's. Added 01/10/07 | | |
| One and the same...WARNINGS: Content sappy, too much detail, random thoughts, and could cause involuntary eye twitching
So, it's been a while since I've updated... wow, so much has happened... where to start, hmm... ended that damaging, yet educational relationship - finally opened my eyes to "THE ONE" waiting patiently, disguised as my friend and new confidant. I should have seen it... I've never been attracted to an Asian man... drawn to him in meetings... his intelligence oozing from him... shy yet confident... entire room in state of rapture, in awe of what he, a young NGIT SE, can do for our machine... Wow, I'll always love his left profile.
A year and a half ago, I somehow took over organizing social outings for younger employees working for our companies. I met the previous social coordinator at an ultimate frisbee game, and a second time at Marcus's happy hour in FW... the foundation was already there, I just had more time to pick it up. I dated several people... but mostly going through the motions... but I always hesitated or found something wrong. The social group was a great excuse to branch out. Eventually Robert came to one of the outings... sushi then The Library in downtown FW.
After that night, we started emailing each other. Our friendship developed through outlook - I enjoy our playful email exchanges. Eventually that led to a date... oh, the date was magnificent! He took me to an airplane ride around downtown Dallas, it was after Thanksgiving and the decorations were out. Then we went to Carraba's (he made reservations at Fogo de Chao, but I didn't feel like gorging myself), then to the comedy club... it was wonderful being with him... then we started hanging out with a mutual friend. All this is happening but I was still very confused about the previous relationship, well, b/c it wasn't quite over. A bunch of shit happened on NYE w/ the previous, and a thanks to Tuan - who left me such a beautiful message (complete sidenote there), my other life is about to close in... I felt guilty about the date with Robert, I didn't want to hurt him.
Days later... I'm free to pursue Robert but I hesitate b/c I fear rebound. But we find that we couldn't be without one another... and a thanks to Nick - who told us we were stupid and quit being pussies, haha. But for more than that... he would call when I'm thinking of him, even in the first few weeks. We would say the exact same thing at the same time. Thinking the same thing. Calling each other at the same time. Robert picking out the right type of inky pens I like. I wanted to call him and change the qty of 1 to 2 on an item, didn't and him returning with 2. Me rolling off the bed to grab something and sleeping Robert reaching to catch me, always. Me waking when he's alert, as opposed to sleeping through anything. I'm his #1 Fan - Red Meat, Yum Yum! Both responding to "I love you" while asleep. Adopting Alfie as his 'special boy' - and loving me and Oscar even when we're both grouchy-butts.
Thank you. I can be myself (whatever that is... but I'm the most comfortable in my skin than ever before b/c of you). I love our secret language, our silly quotes, and your weird tickle spots *giggle*. I care for you more than anyone else in the world (a huge realization for me, since I'm usually stubborn and selfish). You helped me with my demons... You taught me to be free... You give me life. You give me multiple orgasms, hehe. We complement each other and still evolving as a couple... Baby, you are my kind.
I love you, Robert.
Happy 6 months! Arp ARP ARP!!!
 
The Snelsons - Winter 2006
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| Going to the myspace world....I've made the slow conversion over to myspace. Been super busy so no time to update... barely opened that account.
Here it is... http://www.myspace.com/jesstamu
I miss my college friends.... | | |
| Hi - been a while...
2006, ay? Wow, how time flies. In two days I would be a working professional (out of school) one full year.
Fell crazy in love in a crazy situation - last 6 months a blur. He could very well be the love of my life but apparently that was not meant to be <sigh>. Be wary, next guy, don't become a rebound victim <lethargic chuckle>.
I became an aunt on December 19th! - Erik Alexander Gonzalez 
7 lbs 8 oz. and 20 inches long. I'm so happy for my older sister Ann and bro-in-law Johnny.
Pretty blah about everything right now. New year - no resolutions. Hopes - no emotional roller coaster, hope to experience the highs of last year and sustain that high.
Watched the movie Cast Away and wrote this down on my fridge as a reminder.
"...And I know what I have to do now. I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring?"
I love film and theatre... an escape from reality and allow one to experience various facets of life and emotions, bonus if a lesson is learned. Well, unless if you are an apathetic fuck bastard - then stick to torturing poor defenseless animals for pleasure. | | |
| ah, so John did call me back - sorry buddy, I never doubted you <looks away and rolls eyes>... it was so good to talk to you. I've missed you!
So, in other news. Since my last 'real' entry I went to see Wicked, the untold stories of the witches of oz. The show was brilliantly done. I'm relatively heartless when it comes to movies and real people but something about musicals always bring a tear to my eyes. Strange but fucking true.
My elementary-teacher friend tells me there's a story of the big bad wolf and his side of the story. Which implies that all stories and life situations can be manipulated to show better light to all who choose to believe in it... umm, maybe I should forgive my hypocritical ex-friend from high school (BECAUSE there might be cause for forgiveness)...do..do..di..do.. Okay, I gave it one second of thought - FUCK HER, fuck anyone who pissed me off... why? because I'm a selfish prick, that's why!
Went to my first pro-football game a couple of weekends ago (Dallas vs. Philadelphia)... with the scalper. By the way, that didn't work out. Hell, I paid for his dinner - I'm not a complete freeloader. Now, I just need to go to a pro-hockey and pro-basketball game and I'll have enough sports experience to call myself well-fucking-rounded.
Went to the state fair for a food fest - my stomach must be shrinking because I only ate a turkey, bread pudding, and banana pudding. Regret not trying the fried peanut butter, jelly, and banana sandwich that night b/c we didn't go back sunday to ride rides because it was so fucking cold and the wind was blowing 31mph. Fuck, 29 tickets and they're worthless, crap on them.
I'm saying fuck a lot in this entry. I'm just fucking irked right now and I want to fucking fuck the world. I've started conversing with my dogs... it was 'normal' for me to converse with myself at times, but to hold a fucking conversation? Wow, really, WOW! Get a hold of yourself, woman <slaps around> muhuahaha.
I'll get over this in the morning, I promise.
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