Somethings got to give!

My brother moved out today. OK well not exactly moved out, most of his stuff is still here but he's out of the house indefinitely. Being a child of this family as well, I understand all pains and stress being a "Sanchez". When I was my brothers age I always stressed out to the point that I ulcers. ULCERS!! I was in high school, what could I possibly be so worked up about? But of course, we think that our world is going to change if we don't get to go to a party or something so lame like that when we're a teenager.

Anyway, I think the whole situation with my brother is very melodramatic and played out. I would go into detail but just for sake of my folks I'll just keep it hush. Pretty much, my brother is fed up with my dad and he left to go stay with his friend and at his grandma's apartment. Fine. I can sit back and relax cause there is no more tension in the house. WRONG! Now I'm going to be the one their going to unleash the beast to. I'm going to get the rough end the stick now. OK so I know I'm 26 and what can they tell me? You obviously haven't lived in this house, I'll probably be married with 3 kids and still have my parents breathing down my neck and telling me how I messed up. If it were up to my parents they would keep me in my cage (room) and never let me come out, at least I'd know I would have a place to stay.

I've dealt with the very over-protective tendencies that my parents use, and at 26 it can be a bit, oh who am i kidding... VERY RIDICULOUS!!! Seriously, If I want to go out It's an entire process. I put on barely any makeup so I won't look like I'm trying to get attention, that's for my dad. I try and wear the most casual outfit so I don't look like a Jezebel of the night, that's for my mom. I wear good bra and undies, that's for me. I open my door, walk down the hall and by this time they hear my shoes and know I'm leaving so i get the 200, not 20 question about where I'm going, what I'm going to be doing and lastly I get the "You better not be drinking.." lecture and "Don't come home late.." Oh God, I just want to be able to walk out of my house for once without all that. This is why I don't go out as much as I used to since I've moved back home.

Can I just say that I'm stressed out. Like how I was in high school, stressed out. I have my brother telling me how he's upset with my folks, I have my mom telling me how she's upset with my dad and my brother and I have my dad telling me how he's upset with my mom and brother. So who wants to listen to me?!?!

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to tea, or not to tea that is the question.

Last Tuesday (March 20) I went to the doctor and was put on this diet that only allows me to eat 1200 calories a day. So I'm not allowed to eat anything, well that's good. Which brings me to my favorite drink, nice good old fashioned Southern Sweet Tea with Lemon. Yum yum! Now i don't know how the Southern part makes a difference, but just for story sake stay with me. So on a usual day I could drink about 5-6 glasses of sweet tea in a day. Sometimes it would a whole lot more, and some times a least 2, but my point being is that I would consume an ungodly amount of sugar drinking all this tea. Imagine how much sugar is in one glass full, then 5 a day, imagine a week... month. Get it?

So now I sit here drinking UNSWEET tea. I started this actually a while ago, not added sweetner if it was sweetened already and I was doing good. But when I got home I new there was a full pitcher of it just screaming my name. Well it's been an offical week and half since the sweetness has touch my lips and oddly enough I'm doing alright. So I'm getting used the unsweetned tea, honestly.. it's just water with a little aftertaste. And not like that mineral like aftertaste, a brewed fresh taste that's so familar to me. OK I'm sounding like a weirdo now, but now you know how big a role Iced Tea plays in my life.

Fave Tea - Bill Millers, McAllisters lots of lemon in both!
Not so Fave Tea - Chinese Resturants where they refill it like 20 times in one sitting.

Rain rain go away... come again another day.

So I'm at work and it's just utterly disgusting outside. It won't stop raining and it just puts me in this gloom and doom mood. I would much rather be laying down in bed watching everything that i have DVRd for the week. I think i have a weeks worth of Oprah, The Black Donnelly's, that new show October something. I forget now what it's called. Anywho, but laying in bed just vegging out sounds a bit more entertaining than being a drone here at work waiting for the phone to ring.

You see folks I'm a receptionist a respectable engineering company, but the only thing is I started working here when it became ridiculously slow. So my entire 8-5 shift is basically spent on Myspace, EBay, Google and whatever else is entertaining on the Internet. I bought XM satellite radio but I haven't purchased the home dock and speakers so i can listen to it here at the front desk. In fact I haven't even installed it in my car so I basically have it still in the box sitting my room. I was real quick to activate it but i guess I'm not so speedy to install. So i stare at my Cd's that I've listened to over and over again here at work, and I realize that I have horrible taste in music and I want to start over fresh.

If my job was more like the NBC show The Office where I sit in the front facing everyone that I work with, maybe time would go by a bit faster. Instead my desk is in the front of the building and everyone sits in cubicles in the back. *sigh* I have my boss to talk to, but who wants to do that? Everyday? All day? That why I figure that a blog would be a great thing to start. I can just post everything that happens all day long for you reading enjoyment and I'll feel like i have accomplished something worthwhile in my day besides the usual transferring of calls, making copies, faxing.

Looks like this one will be short and sweet, but there will be more to come, soon... possibly within the next couple of hours so keep an eye out.