tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75656132009-12-21T03:56:47.965-08:00<a href="http://limitreached.blogspot.com">A humorous blog by a single gal living in Sacramento?</a>SFChick74http://www.blogger.com/profile/02831141591386755087SFChick74@gmail.comBlogger1318125http://feeds.feedburner.com/LimitReached?format=skinhttp://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.giftag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7565613.post-13712383308233503332009-12-16T20:26:00.000-08:002009-12-16T20:33:31.136-08:002009-12-16T20:33:31.136-08:00

Today I was thinking about what to say when someone on the phone asked me, "What are you up to?"Instead of being honest and saying "Nothing," I want to say something under the guise of being interesting:Crocheting a pair of mittens for the PresidentLearning to speak SwahiliContacting the spirit worldBuilding an androidCounting angels dancing on the head of a pinCasting a bellWriting an epic

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The Bee ran an interesting article about a local blogger.The article made me wonder...How many words does it take to make a story? More than the number of licks it takes to get to the center of a Tootsie Pop, that's sure.I don't think it's a matter of words. It's how many sentences. If it's just words, then every tweet is a story, every craigslist ad is a story (which is what the Hemingway "

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While shopping with my mom, I saw a pair of Uggs on sale. I didn't realize how much they cost, probably because I wouldn't be caught dead in them. Why the hell would you spend almost $200 on footwear that is neither Italian nor designer? They look like bland mukluks.If I spend that much on a pair of boots for reasons based solely on fashion, they better look fancy, not like they should be used

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I've had it with this cold weather. California is not meant to be this cold, at least not outside of the mountains. Many of the buildings in the area are designed for people to go outside in order to get to different wings. My office building is one such property. In order to get to the restrooms, you basically have to go outside. It's kind of an atrium with a portion open to the elements

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While I really enjoy the holidays, I have never been a fan of the office holiday party. Mostly because I've never had a real date to take to it. Yes, I know dates don't enjoy them, but it would be nice to be like everyone else for once and have a date there.Regardless, one of the good side effects of the economic collapse has been the dissolution or reduction of office holiday parties. My

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The next time I do find myself in a long term relationship or even if I've just been dating a guy for over a couple of months, would you please do me a favor and tell me if you know he's cheating on me?I just got back from a party wherein a wife supposedly didn't know that her husband had cheated on her. Apparently, most people at the party seemed to know. It's a good thing I didn't know until

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I'm not sure why anyone would want to be famous in this day and age. All your stupid decisions and dirty laundry are laid bare for the world to scrutinize. It's bad enough worrying about what the hell your family and friends will think about the idiotic choices you made. I can't imagine having those episodes blasted across the TV and web permanently etched in history, so to speak. Seriously, do

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I'm still recovering from the family overload this holiday weekend. Part of it is that I need to change the way I handle their craziness. They handle my craziness, so it's only fair if I figure out a better way to handle theirs.Regardless, they keep me busy, which is good because then I can't sit in the dark and bawl about being lonely. But, I also need some time to get things done around the

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These Black Friday sales are completely out of control. They are starting earlier and earlier every year. Stores open at 3 am? What a nightmare. One day, they will start on Thanksgiving. Although, I swear I heard that a few actually are starting on Thanksgiving. Let's just skip the turkey altogether and get right to the chaos and consumerism. Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy the

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As a little kid, I used to spend Thanksgiving in New England. While most of the leaves had already fallen off the trees, it was still starkly beautiful at my Aunt's house high on a hill dotted with granite boulders. When the sky was clear, through the barren trees, I could see the stacks of the local mill from the giant window in her living room. It was at her house that I first learned about

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Whenever I see that iPhone commercial, I pause my Tivo and start researching all of the apps on the screen. I'm sure they expect people to do this. I also have yet to pay for an application. For some reason, I have this psychological block about it. It just seems silly to pay for one. Although, I know it's irrational. It's not different than going to a store and buying Office or Photoshop.

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One of my coworkers (who does little to no work and is not often in the office, we'll call her Jan), was upset that she was not nominated by the rest of us for an outstanding service award. One of Jan's assistants (we'll call her Betty) was nominated by half the office. Did she congratulate Betty? Nope. Apparently, Jan felt threatened by said nomination because she took a bunch of tasks away

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Recently, I went back to Vacaville to visit some high school friends. Being there made me realize how quaint it is, something I couldn't appreciate as a kid. I really enjoy the Old West/"out in the country" sounding places like Mix Canyon, Steiger Hill, Lagoon Valley, Alamo Creek, Fruitvale, Ulatis Creek, and Gibson Canyon. It seems though there are lots of canyons in that area. My uncle took

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When I was walking to my front door after work the other day, I noticed that my neighbor was sitting on his front porch in the dark with only a flashlight shining down on the book he was reading. Either he was too lazy to fix his porch light or he didn't want anyone inside his house to know he was out there...or he is just weird.Also, men please don't take offense if I don't seem overly friendly

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Did I mention I'm being stalked by the Sacramento Bee?I guess it's actually whichever company they've hired to hawk their wares. They used to call twice a day until I reported them to the FCC. Of course, the FCC said they didn't have enough evidence to investigate further and coincidentally enough, the phone calls have resumed.Seriously, if you want people to subscribe to your paper, you might

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I have a hard time dealing with people who are supposedly not up to my level of intelligence. Again, I don't think I'm that extraordinarily smart. What bothers me is not that people work slower than me, it's when they are lazy.Coworker! At least start the task I assigned to you, please. Assembling a TPS report isn't that tough. You should at least know how to put a basic one together after

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Most of my life, I've been pretty negative...usually about myself. Within the past few years, I've been trying to change that because who really wants to put negative energy out into the world? It will come back to me and I'd rather it didn't.Regardless, I've been told that I am funnier when I'm mean. While this may be true, it does nothing to help me become less jaded. How jaded am I? It

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The possibilities are endless. What should I do to enrich my life? I can't think of a class I'd like to take at the moment, plus I'm not really in a position to spend money on something that isn't essential. Volunteering is supposed to be good for the giver and receiver, but what the hell am I going to do? Maybe I can work with "disadvantaged" youth. I feel bad for kids who got the short

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I find it difficult to believe that I am supposedly smarter than 96% of the world's population. If you read this blog regularly, you are probably saying the same thing, but according to a few I.Q. tests (not ones on Facebook or MySpace), this is supposedly the case.Why am I such an idiot when it comes to relationships then? Why do I say and do stupid things on a daily basis? Most of the time,

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I don't have the energy to do much today. I'd rather just veg out. The early darkness screws me up. Why can I fly all the way across the country and not be jet lagged, but move the clock one measly hour and I'm thrown into a tailspin?Of course, eating 15 mini candy bars is not helpful either.

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I wonder about women who feel the need to whore it up for Halloween. Do you really need an excuse to whore it up? If you want that kind of attention from men, you don't need a holiday. Any old Tuesday will do.In my limited experience on this planet, it doesn't really take much effort to get attention from men. Mostly, it's about confidence and just being female. Whatever energy you put out

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The other day a friend told me that I should "put myself out there" in order to find a boyfriend. Now, I've heard this saying for many, many years, but I have no idea what that really means.Yes, I just googled it. Apparently, it means to draw attention to yourself. I've never really been big on attention. It's a bit scary. I always worry that I will get the wrong kind of attention, so I try

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But, I've been saying that it's wrong that the Bay Bridge hasn't been fixed yet. Look what happened, it's now closed because some pieces snapped off.Looks like that quick patch job didn't work, did it? Below is from the above article:The area of the bridge where the pieces broke off was where, over Labor Day weekend, crews found a critical flaw on a steel structural beam, called an eyebar,

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Pretty sure I've been saying this since the Bee started printing what seems like the same story about the need for a new arena in Sacramento.I've decided we don't need an arena here. Sacramento has an identity crisis. It thinks it's a big city, when it's not. Just because we are the capital of California, doesn't mean we have to be a big city. Lots of capital cities are not that big. Some of

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Am I the only one who thinks that Roxette is an odd musical choice to use in the latest Grand Theft Auto commercial? Are they going to use Rick Astley for the next iteration? That's probably too hard core...Maybe a little Peter Cetera instead?

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