I started taking flax oil again. I've read so many good things about it, so I want to see if it really works. Here's a few things flax oil is supposed to do:

Every system in the body can benefit from flax seed oil's natural properties, including the cardiovascular system, immune system, circulatory system, reproductive system, nervous system, as well as joints.

- Research shows low incidence of breast cancer and colon cancer in populations that have high amounts of lignan in their diet. Flax is 100 times richer in lignan than most whole grains.

- help lower cholesterol and blood triglycerides, and prevent clots in arteries, which may result in strokes, heart attacks and thromboses.

- Helps protect the body against high blood pressure, inflammation, water retention, sticky platelets and lowered immune function.

- Shortens recovery time for fatigued muscles after exertion.

- Increases the body's production of energy and also increases stamina.

- Accelerates the healing of sprains and bruises.

- Eases weight loss in people afflicted with obesity.

- Stimulates brown fat cells and increases the metabolic rate making it easier to burn off fat.

- Improves the absorption of calcuim.

- Strengthens finger and toenails.

- Can improve eyesight and perception of colors.

- Can often improve the function of the liver.

- Can relieve the side effects and stop development of many forms of cancer.

- Can relieve some cases of asthma.

- Helpful in the treatment of Eczema, Psoriasis, and Dandruff.

- Can relieve the symptoms of Rheumatoid Arthritis. It can relieve the symptoms of diabetes mellitus.

- Can alleviate some allergies.

- Helps prevent Atherosclerosis (the accumulation of fatty deposits inside the blood vessels, especially the large and medium-sized arteries, that many people experience during the aging process).

- Lowers high blood pressure in Hypertension sufferers.

- Has been scientifically proven to treat some cases of depression.

- Can improve the mental function of many old age pensioners.

- Can help in the treatment of Multiple Sclerosis.

- Has been proven to improve the behavior of Schizophrenics.

- Can relieve some cases of premenstrual symptoms (PMS) in females.

- And more...

I've also read before that it's good for your skin and hair. It seems like it's good for everything from your immune system to your reproductive system. I just think it would be a good idea to take flax oil as much as possible. I mean, even if it doesn't do everything on that list, if it can accomplish a few of those things then I guess it's worth it. I'll keep up with it and see if I really do see any differences. I don't know if this is a coincidence or not, but I ran a lot yesterday and I'm not sore at all today. Usually I would be since I haven't ran a lot lately and I worked last night. So maybe the flax oil really does help with muscle fatigue.

I just took some, but I'll take some more later. I want to be in shape and healthy. :)

My mom, aka catlady, has brought two more kittens to the family. We already have five cats. My mom thinks there's always room for more cats, but maybe she would stop at ten. I can't imagine what my dad would do if he heard that. Maybe what he does every time my mom brings a cat home, or asks for money, or tells him to change the channel to HGTV; he'd inhale, close his eyes, exhale, nod his head and say "Barbara". Then my mom would have some 'splainin to do, like Lucy. ;) (heh, weird) Anyway, my mom brought home one kitten and then decided to bring another one home, but couldn't unless she lied to my dad and said that I wanted to take it to Tampa. So that's what she did and the lie became the truth. I mean, firstly, I was kinda obligated. If I didn't take the kitten to Tampa, my dad would have been mad and my brother would have given me a bunch of crap. And, well, once I saw the kittens I couldn't say no. I didn't just get my mom's height, I got her love for animals too. She called me today and said that if I ever wanted to, I could bring the kitten back home. She said that she never really planned on me taking him, that it was all supposed to be a lie. heh, Well, she'll find another cat on her own soon... so we're not really worried about it.

I named him Catsby and he looks like this:



I prefer him to look like this though. ;)

He loves attention. So much that I can't go anywhere without him trying to climb up my legs. I have scratches all over my legs and hands. He also has trouble drinking his catmilk. He still tries to suck it up so I think I should get him a bottle. When he lies down next to me he sucks on my ear and tries to get milk from it until I make him stop. Even though it's tiring having a creature constantly want you to hold him and feed him, it feels kinda nice. I like that he thinks I'm his momma. I'll take care of little Catsby, even if that means being woken up two or three times a night.

VIDEO: Robot News

I found this video today from Attack of the Show. It talks about the future of robots and for some reason it gets me kinda creeped out. South Korea wants to have a robot in every household by the year 2020. I don't know what kind of robot they're talking about, maybe a robot vacuum cleaner, or an innocent robot dinosaur (hopefully they don't turn on their masters). Maybe it would be a good thing to have a robot in every household, as long as we didn't start replacing them for companions. I have my thunder robot that keeps me entertained by pretending to be violent and harmful with his "thunder shooting" hands, flashing eyes, and spinning helicopter hat... but Pancakes and I both know he can't hurt anything. So if South Korea decides to put a thunder robot in every household, I guess we're okay.

Sometimes I wonder what the far future will be like. Will people start to have boyfriend and girlfriend robots? Will we be able to design the perfect robot to have as a companion? We could make them exactly how we want them... looks, beliefs, emotions, interests, the works. Maybe someday presidential candidates will be facing issues that deal with robotic marriages. I don't know, as appealing as it sounds to create the perfect robot companion, think of how terrible that could become. People all over the globe start having relationships with robots that go no where. Maybe we'd see a drop in unwanted pregnancies, but what about people being in relationships to ultimately make a family. Would some people stop caring about that? We'd have robots to fulfill our lusts, so maybe we would forget about love.

I love robots. I think Johnny 5 and Wall-e are the cutest little creatures, but the future can get kinda scary. Maybe we'll be okay, as long as we don't have Kraftwerk's robots:

Kraftwerk - The Robots


that could be bad.

That's my hostess stand at Tia's. I'm not sure who that is behind it, but that's where I always stand. The easiest job in the entire world. You wouldn't think there'd be anything to learn behind that podium. I mean, usually it's just me wiping salsa off of menus, or rolling napkins around forks. Occasionally I'll pick up a receipt someone dropped... or if I feel like being really productive, I might even walk a few feet in front of me to put some mints in the mint jar... and some toothpicks in the toothpick jar. I say the same thing every time I pick up the phone, "Thank you for calling Tia's on Fowler, this is Leslie, how may I help you?" From there I do one of three things... tell them we're at the intersection of Bruce B Downs and Fowler, send them to the bartenders to place a to-go order, or I'll give it to my manager for serious calls or calls about catering. They don't give me much responsibility.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining. I read 40 pages last night at work and got to hang out with some of the coolest people. And I got paid. It's the best. As I started to put together a table for ten people, I started thinking about how sad I'm going to be to leave. Someday I'll think back to my Tia's Tex-Mex days and miss the heck out of them. I'm already starting to miss the place and I have to be there in a couple of hours. I won't miss having the easiest job in the world. That's not it. I'll miss the people.

I'll miss the employees and all the secrets they say up at the hostess stand. Like the girl that tells me what servers she thinks are cute... or, I guess she would say hot... and how she wishes she could be like me and stop being attracted to "bad boys". I don't understand why somebody wouldn't want a nice boy. I'll miss what all the servers have to say about their tables. All the things they hate; all the things they love. I'll miss the lame songs they sing, especially the Tia's birthday song. "Happy happy birthday from the Tia's crew. Happy happy birthday... that's our wish to you. Hey!" heh, so original. I'll miss all my nicknames, like Sipriono calling me mi amor, John calling me girly girl, LP calling me LP money, Tina calling me liddle bot, Hurt calling me Beyonce, and Ryan saying I'm cuter than a mother f***er (who says that?). I'm not sure I really like any of that, except LP money and liddle bot, but I'll still miss it. I'll miss being called weird at least 5 times a night.

I'll miss the customers. I'll miss the regulars like Bret and Carlos that like to sit on the bar side for lunch. I'll miss the old guy that always sits by himself and requests Tina for his server. I'll miss standing behind my podium and watching how different families from different backgrounds interact. Heck, I'll even miss the thug that comes in and pretends he's deaf and holds a sign that says he needs $5 to help with the Salvation Army. I busted him so good one night. He's not deaf. And that $5 isn't for the Salvation Army.

I think I learned more about people at the door. Part of my job is to hold the door for people when they leave and tell them "bye guys have a good day" or "bye guys have a good night." So many people react so differently. There's people that make me feel really good inside when they smile back at me and tell me thank you, you have a good night too. Then there's people that make me step back a little further and shut my mouth when they say things like "baby you could hold the door for me all night long." No, I'm sorry, I can't and I won't. That's the boringest thing I've ever heard. Really, who's going to want to hold a door all night? ;) Anyway, then there's the people who don't acknowledge me. They ignore anything I say and just keep walking. It doesn't really bother me; the only thing that really bothers me is when I open the door and then they open the other one to completely belittle what I just did for them.

The thing I noticed most when I hold the door is the similarities in the people that are together. Couples that leave usually act the same. If I tell them to have a good night, either both will smile and say thank you or they'll both shy away. I've only noticed this with couples, not friends and family. It makes me wonder if opposites ever do attract. Maybe if you're the type of person that wants to smile back, you should find someone that wants to smile back too.

I think that's kind of important.

A true Baha'i. If I could be anything in this world, that's what it would be.

"Be generous in prosperity, and thankful in adversity. Be worthy of the trust of thy neighbor, and look upon him with a bright and friendly face. Be a treasure to the poor, an admonisher to the rich, an answerer of the cry of the needy, a preserver of the sanctity of thy pledge. Be fair in thy judgment, and guarded in thy speech. Be unjust to no man, and show all meekness to all men. Be as a lamp unto them that walk in darkness, a joy to the sorrowful, a sea for the thirsty, a haven for the distressed, an upholder and defender of the victim of oppression. Let integrity and uprightness distinguish all thine acts. Be a home for the stranger, a balm to the suffering, a tower of strength for the fugitive. Be eyes to the blind, and a guiding light unto the feet of the erring. Be an ornament to the countenance of truth, a crown to the brow of fidelity, a pillar of the temple of righteousness, a breath of life to the body of mankind, an ensign of the hosts of justice, a luminary above the horizon of virtue, a dew to the soil of the human heart, an ark on the ocean of knowledge, a sun in the heaven of bounty, a gem on the diadem of wisdom, a shining light in the firmament of thy generation, a fruit upon the tree of humility."

(Baha'u'llah, Gleanings from the Writings of Baha'u'llah, p. 285)

Alright, so I don't have an obsession with Adam Sandler. I thought for maybe a day or two that I did, but I think that's over with. Just because I had a dream the other week that I was making out with him doesn't mean we're meant to be. And gosh, that's just kinda weird. Me making out with Adam Sandler. Where the heck did that come from?

I think it's just because I've happened to watch three serious roles of his lately. I really did love Punch Drunk Love. Really. Who wouldn't fall for a socially awkward boy in a blue suit that collects Healthy Choice pudding? Aw. It's the cutest thing ever. It was a nice romantic movie, but not your typical romantic comedy. What other romance has two people in love saying "I'm lookin' at your face and I just wanna smash it. I just wanna effin smash it with a sledgehammer and squeeze it. You're so pretty." "I want to chew your face, and I want to scoop out your eyes and I want to eat them and chew them and suck on them."

haha, so weird.

So I'm just a little, just a tad bit, crushing over his character in Punch Drunk Love. Every time I go to Gamestop and I see their deal "Buy two movies, get three free" I always look for Punch Drunk Love. I haven't taken advantage of the deal because I refuse to get anything unless Punch Drunk Love is in it. Maybe I should stop being cheap and just buy it. I really want it, but I think it will feel pretty good when I can get a deal on it.

I searched all over for my own little spot on the Internet. I thought about buying a URL, but then I realized that it's probably not worth spending money on a URL and hosting for a site that no one will really read. I think I might get a total of three readers. Heather, because she's so good at keeping up with cyberspace. Peter, because I think he stalks me. And Pancakes, because I'm forcing him to read this. It's his fault. He won't stop climbing on my lap and then I can't see the keyboard and if he jumps down it doesn't make anything better because he just wants to chew on the wires under my desk. I love Pancakes. :}

I'll try to keep up with my blog. It's just that after today I got so frustrated with people who opened up blogs and only posted one thing. I really wanted to come up with a clever name and use it as my blog title, but they were already taken. Like Burnt Pancakes. I really wanted that, but some person over in England used it and posted one thing. Then I thought maybe I'd use Cloud 8 since I'll never quite make it to Cloud 9, and that's good because that means I'm always growing (not physically ;)). But no, that one was taken too. I tried using Coldpizzaforbreakfast, but taken again. I even went through my Duran Duran songs because I thought it would be a good idea to use one of their songs to show my support. I don't really think they need support, but I think more people should listen to them. I was going to use Ordinary World, but that was taken... by some emo kid too I think. Again, one post. And of course it was about being sad and alone. I guess that's what blogs are for. People to write about how sad they are because it's okay to tell a computer that. Only the computer will read it.

I can't say that though since I have three readers. ;)

Anyway, Duran Duran is a great band. I just feel a little obligated to say that since my room-mate's boyfriend once told me that they only made one song. They made some of the best songs in the 80s. In case you didn't know.

So anyway, that's why I'll try to keep my blog going. I don't want to take up space for another bitesize lp, only to write one post about how sad my day was.

I didn't really have a sad day, by the way. I worked at Tia's Tex-Mex. Easy money. Then I came home, searched through the Internet to find Word Press and Blogger (I picked Blogger), watched Reign Over Me, which was really good... and, well, now here I am. ;)

I'll tell you more about my new obsession with Adam Sandler in my next post. You think I'm kidding.

I'm not.