ok...i took this online Adult ADD Diagnostic Test and....

Your results indicate that you may have adult ADD.

GREAT!!! just great.  And there are SUBTYPES of adult ADD.  I am highly probable "Inattentive ADD". Symptoms include, excessive daydreaming (check), complaints of being bored (check), frequently tired (check), the classic couch potato (check check).  This subt type is the typical child ADD.  But the brighter the child, the later the onset.  I am a genius.  HAHAHAHAHA!

NEXT...my suspected subtypes...of which i am categorized in TWO.  ONE-Overfocux Issues.  This subtype include people who get "locked" into things.  they have trouble shifting attention from thought to thought.  They also tend to get "stuck" in thoughts or behavior (check).  (hahahaha...e.g. my one-track mind).  The brain pattern for a son/daughter presents itself in the form of adamant opposition.  The example they give: "get[ing] stuck on saying no, no way, never, you can't make me do it". (BIG CHECK)

TWO-Limbic ADD.  Associated with....the limbic system which controls sleep...and gets you moving in the mornings.  It also allows you to connect and bond with people.  So having Limbic ADD basically means an inability to do the aforementioned actions.  (check...can't get up in the mornings....check...am antisocial, esp around strangers, unless i force myself not to be).

GET ME SOME RITALIN!!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY VERY VERY GOOD FRIEND!!!!

yeah yeah  it's snowing...everyone's so happy...blah blah blah...i had to spend $1.50 taking the train to work today because my usual walk to work was out of the question.  During my 2 street and 4 avenue walk to work, I nearly bust my ass several times. 

I walk into the building to hear some random smart ass comment, "hmmm it's really snowing out isn't it? you still have snow on you. hahahaha" oh ha ha ha ha...that's not even a joke, it's a comment...who laughs at an un-comical comment.

And i'll probably have to spend another $1.50 taking the train home because it's snowing even harder now...and I'll probably almost bust my ass several more times...I might even bust it FOR REAL.  

oh yeah...and i have no "snow" pants.  All my pants are hemmed to touch the floor (either that or i was too lazy to hem, so they're just long)...I'm not into the whole clamdigger thing, it comes from years of wearing too short pants as a kid...and so either i trudge throught snow with my pants soaking up the dirty, black, slush...or i roll them up above my ankle...both are equally replusive to me.

Give me a clear, sunny, 80 degree day anyday...

It is cold out.  it is too cold to be at work...well, to walk to work.  But I find my 30 minute stroll to work quite interesting at times...especially in cold weather.  As you may or may not know, the upper east side is not known for its down to earth atmosphere...and its residents are not the world's poorest (well, except for me).  So when you are not the world's poorest population, i guess the rule is that you dress like you're not the poorest.  (I'm saying "I guess" because i do not know what it's like to be one of those types...I just observe  from my lowly, penniless status). 

But I digress...as i was saying, it is very amusing to watch these regal creatures as they attempt to stay warm, while donning the lastest fashions in catwalk fashion.  The old, ankle length wool coats and pashminas are slowly being replaced by the much much hipper suede/sherling jackets and long skinny scarves.  But regardless of outerwear, the general upper east side rule is to walk outside without zipping/buttoning up the coat.  That way, passerby's can experience the wonderous ensemble underneath...and if you are TRULY one of those, you will proudly show that what's underneath matches what's outside...and on your feet...and on your hands...and on your head...you get the gist. 

The most amusing part is to watch when HUGE gusts of wind billow down on those people.  They desperately clutch at the lapels of their shearling jackets and duck their head down in a hopeless attempt to prevent their blow outs from frizziness (they rarely wear hats...hat hair is bad...).  And although, they get the glances from the street workers, I get the catcalls...because I am one of them in that world of whiteness. "heeeey mami"..."oooooh chinita"

So...walking down the street, i look like a big, fat/phat, snowwoman in my north face...and my bag doesn't match my shoes...and my zipped up jacket matches nothing (especially with what's underneath...sometimes what's underneath doesn't match either!)...and my jeans are big and drag on the floor...and i have hat hair...and OOOH, my scarf DOES match my gloves...but not my hat.  But it's ok...i still smile when i see the rich...because, ironically, even though i'm poor...I'M WARM!!!!

Sigh...it seems like the longer the weekend, the faster it goes!  But I didn't get to go to belly dancing class because I'm SICK...AGAIN!  This is twice within TWO MONTHS.  How does that happen? The same exact symptoms...runny/stuffy nose, sore throat, cough and fever.  The worst part of it is the runny/stuffy nose.  Because, it'll be runny...and then right after, it'll be stuffy...so I have all this liquid booger in my nose, and no openning to sniffle it up.  hahahaha.  So i hafta grab a tissue and squeeze all the snot out of my nose.  Pretty gross huh?!

BUT, my very good friend and I got HAMSTERS this weekend!!! YAYAYAYAYAY!!! TWO of them...a boy and a girl!!! They are SOOOOO cute.  We named the girl, Peg Bundy, cuz she just eats and sleeps.  And the boy is Kirabo...which means "gift" in Luganda!  When we first got them, Kirabo tried to rape Peg Bundy...i guess, cuz he thought it was easy access since he didn't have to fight the other males for her.  BUT, was he ever wrong!!! Every time he tried to mount her, she rolled on her back and SCRATCHED and BIT him!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NICE TRY, KIRABO!!! So now he doesn't try anymore!!! hahahahahaha!  GIRL POWER!!!!

My hamsters bite me....a lot...and hard...I miss Ahrm Ahrm Ahrm...she never bit me...I'm scared of them now.  I wear gloves to play with them.