My name is Tierra…

California lost 336,400 jobs since the “stimulus”.

So I have another friend request from some rando named Cus. We have no friends in common. I don’t even think he’s in a network. If I had to guess, he might be a nigerian prince trying to tell me I’ve won the Nigerian lottery and all I have to do is send him all my bank info so he can set up a bank wire.

Sorry Cus. Not today.

So with only two workouts and some mild starvation, I’ve lost 1.9 lbs. Go me! I also have soccer tomorrow afternoon and will do another run Sunday. Hoping to shave off another half pound or pound by Sunday’s weigh in.

So I was being extremely unrealistic in wanting to lose 15 lbs in 4 weeks. I would have to eat less than 800 calories a day, which is extremely unhealthy. For now, I think I’m going to watch what I eat and reduce my portions. I’m too busy to really focus 100% unfortunately. =/

So I’m back on this weight loss kick. I want to beat the “holiday weight” before the holidays. So my goal is to lose 15 pounds in 30 days. Is it possible? Probably not but I pretty much plan on starving with the occasional run here and there. I have 3 more weekends of soccer that will fulfill my Saturday work outs but I really want to average 4 days of cardio. That along with a low calorie diet should do the trick.

Fingers crossed.

So before I hit ignore on my friend request from Barry, I decided to look at all his friends. Most were African American females with large chests and interesting looking weaves. There were a few white girls but they were also bigger. Now I’m not nearly as big as some of these other women. I mean, I have a pony keg and a large chest but these were voluptuous women. I also began to think “Why would add me?” and then it dawned on me…MAYBE when he signed up for facebook he did some sort of sync with his email and it had searched facebook with the same emails he had in his address book.  But then I thought about that some more…and that sync would have sent me an email asking me to join facebook and become friends with him. Instead, I just had a friend request.

So I just wanted to say, that I am glad I hit ignore because it’s one thing for me to be a “friend” with a random college republican because of where I work but it’s another for some rando to think about his request. It’s almost like premeditated. Premeditating facebooking should be banned.

Quizno’s in Mira Mesa got robbed. The suspect is described as Asian. No really?!

Story here.

For those who are not familiar with the demographics of Mira Mesa, it is predominately Asian-American. And when I say predominately, I mean everyone is Asian except the poor white kids who go to UCSD and can’t afford to live anywhere else.

I’m at Finance school put on by the Republican National Committee–looking to learn some inside tips and tricks on fundraising in the bum economy. It has long hours though…8 am to 9 pm Wed and Thursday, 10-9 Tuesday and then 8 am to 1 pm on Friday! I am going to reward myself on Friday by going to the mall and buying some new jeans! Ow!

So I’ve been at my organization for almost two years. I’ve gotten to know the building engineer, the door guy, the cleaning staff, and all our vendors. Like the copy machine people, the phone guy, our personal banker, etc etc. I’m on a first name basis with all of them too. Well facebook has officially creeped me out because I have a friend request from our phone guy. We have no mutual friends either. Homeboy had to SEARCH for me in order for this to happen. I’m a little one the fence because really, I don’t want to be facebook friends with him. But at the same time, next time I see him, it could be a little awkward.

For now, I think I’m going to hit the ignore button. I can’t have our work vendors friending me on facebook. I mean…I’m a nice person, but I kinda liked it when facebook was only open to college students who had to use a college email to verify their account. Now everyone and their brother is on there and it’s giving craigslist a run for their money!

Sorry Barry. Not today.

I’ve been slacking with my blog. Another apology to the 5 people who actually read this: Chris, Kerin, Luis, my mom and dad, and occasionally Chelsea.

Last night in one of my classes we were talking about the “blogosphere” and how it’s grown, the root of it’s growth, and abunch of technicalities normal people really don’t think about. I mentioned that I have my own blog, mainly out of narcissism. It can be political but most of the time, it’s just me rambling about something. A lot blogs have evolved the same way. Many people consider blogs a news source. I certainly do. I have my own blog roll to the right of what I read and recommend to others. (Most of you won’t like what I read but I’m okay with being that minority in our friends circle.) But the bottom line is that there is this sort of blog epidemic with how fast they are growing daily. There is a blog for just about everything. I recommend you pick up another one besides mine.

Oh and I should mention that my two favorite bands came out with new albums in the last two weeks: AFI and the Backstreet Boys. Two complete opposite types of music but I have rather eclectic taste. As I get older, I’m beginning to realize how cheesy backstreet boy lyrics are. For example their single “Straight Through My Heart”, the chorus goes:
Straight through my heart
A single bullet got me
I can’t stop the bleeding
Ohhhh
Straight through my heart
She aimed and she shot me
I just can’t believe it
Ohhhh
No I can’t resist
And I can’t be hit
I just can’t escape this love
Straight through my heart
Soldier down(my heart)
Soldier down(my heart)

I mean it’s flat out dumb. It’s not even a good metaphor! But alas, I continue to listen. I am that 24 year old on the metro who listens to BSB. Yes.

Besides work and school, nothing else is really going on. My life is not as exciting as it used to be when I started this blog, circa 2008, with the election. I could bitch about the administration and the health care bill but I feel like if you watch enough tv, you already know what I’m going to say. I am going to work on bring my “To Wit” posts back. To Wit means that is to know and it’s basically a fun fact. They are usually pretty funny.

Ciao until next time.