The Sonia Show

Yeah, so, a coworker just told me that one of the bosses in the office instructed her assistant to turn on her office light when the boss isn’t in the office, so people will think she is in the office.

I suggested that the assistant should order a cardboard cut-out or perhaps one of those love dolls to sit in her chair as well. That’ll fool us.

I didn’t watch “American Idol” last night, but I heard that the Dreaded One got the boot. Not surprising. I heard his rendition of “I Shot the Sheriff” on the radio. It was so terrible that I wanted to shoot a sheriff. It is rare that a song makes me want to kill a law enforcement officer, but yet it happened.

Instead of watching TV, I went to yoga with Kate. I heart yoga. I always feel so great after yoga. My DVR is getting packed. I’m still recording every new episode of “Battlestar Galactica.” I’ve still got five more to watch of season three, then I can start the current season.

In other news, Tony worked out all his divorce court stuff yesterday. Woo-hoo! Congrats to Tony and my sis, they are finally free of lawyers and court dates!

Office buddy Holly dropped off a City College schedule of wine tasting classes for me to choose from. She wants to take one this summer. Can’t say no to that.

Tarot.com says …
Libra: Your feelings are strong now, yet you may choose to keep them to yourself. You might want to show someone special that you do care, but would rather express it through actions instead of language. Keep all channels of communication wide open. Just continue to follow your heart, even if you feel awkward about it.

Yeah, so, I didn’t sit down and write about “American Idol” last night, because good buddy Kate and I started a yoga class.

It was a hardcore class that totally kicked our butts, but it was so good for us. I was so rusty. It was good to be back. I know after a few more classes we will get stronger and make it through the class without feeling like we are going to faint. HA!

I did watch “Idol” last night, so I figured I would write up a little thing about it this morning.

I have to say that Bad Hair Rocker David, whose hair is looking better these days, totally ruled Mariah Carey night. His rocked up take on “You’ll Always Be My Baby” is going on my iPod.

I enjoyed the dreaded one’s bongo-ed “I Don’t Want to Cry.” I still think he is Jack Johnson-lite, but it was still good.

Syesha is the one singer most likely to suffer from comparisons to Mariah and I thought she did a good job. Picking a song that a lot of people don’t know is risky. It’s good because people won’t be as likely to compare her, but if she doesn’t knock it out of the park then people won’t remember her. I think she did a pretty decent job, but I think Syesha comes across as phony and she just doesn’t do it for me. I won’t be surprised to see her in the bottom three.

Little David sang technically well, but I’m just bored by him now. Good singer, but he doesn’t sing anything I want to listen to.

Speaking of boring, “OMG I’m like totally racist Kristy” induced many yawns. I don’t remember what she sang, but I’m pretty sure she performed last night.

I’m tired of the judges talking about Carly’s potential every week. She’s had more than enough opportunities to pick the right song and fuckin’ step it up and be the star that the judges keep saying she should be. I think she gets too screamy for me.

Oh Brooke. I heart Brooke. I think she started off really strong with her piano-ized “Hero,” but then she hit some wrong notes, got flustered and started rushing. This could put her in the bottom three always. I know Brooke isn’t going to win this thing. I think a David vs. David finale is the most likely scenario. However, I still love Brooke and I think she had a good idea in there. I think a different song might have helped. I would love to hear a stripped down, piano or acoustic version of “Somebody.” I bet that would be pretty damn cool.

FYI: I read on EW.com that Hot Aussie was going to sing a bluesy version of “Visions of Love.” Damn! I bet that would have been fuckin’ awesome!

Who’s going home? I think Syesha, Brooke and Kristy will be in the bottom three and this might finally be the week that we are rid of Kristy. She was sooooo boring. She didn’t country-up the song enough to get the usual retards who vote for her to the phones.

Tarot.com says …
Libra: It may appear that you are going about your life as usual, taking care of everyone else first. But something is cooking within the privacy of your own mind now as you consider how to better nurture yourself. Don't be afraid of making a decision to express your needs more freely, even if you cannot act on it for a few more days.

Yeah, so, last night while walking Homer I discovered a yoga studio almost directly across the street from my apartment! I can’t believe I never noticed it before! I walked by it every morning and every night when I’m walking Homer.

I picked up a schedule and the classes are cheaper than other studios, so I’m definitely going to check it on Tuesday night. The class starts at 7. If I get home by 6:30 and walk Homer, I should have plenty of time. I hope I love the class. It would be a dream to live right next to a yoga studio where I take classes.

So, I’ve been feeling really antsy at work. I just don’t want to work (I mean, more so than usual). I’m easily distracted. The trip to Vancouver can’t come soon enough. I’m ready for a vacation. Perhaps the upcoming three-day weekend will relieve some of this antsy-ness.

Congrats be to xpmorgan. He is taking over as director of the San Francisco Scrabble club. Yay Chris!

Tarot.com says …
Libra: Fulfilling your family obligations today could make you feel good about yourself, even if you have previously resisted doing what was expected of you. Thankfully, you are able to see your way clear now and this makes you more enthusiastic about following through on your promises. Fortunately, this may be your chance to create the peace you seek on the home front.

Yeah, so, the yoga instructor worked us all like downward-facing dogs last night. I’m actually a little sore, which, I guess, is a good thing.

 

I came home from yoga last night with another box of hair dye. The super cool fire red I did just two weeks ago had faded and almost completely washed out, leaving me with three-tone hair: dark red, light red and a golden of strips that looked almost golden on the ends. It sounds cooler than it actually was. Now, thanks to Michelle, it’s a nice, even dark red. I don’t know why I go for the bright red when I know it will look like crap within two weeks.

 

So anyway, while Michelle was coloring my hair, Lorelei wandered into the kitchen and said she was going to dye her hair the same color as me someday. That’s sweet. I told her that she can’t dye her hair until she’s 7.

 

Tarot.com says …

Libra:  Keeping your desires secret isn't necessarily the best way to assure your happiness, yet you aren't likely now to ask for what you need. A stressful aspect between the Sun in easygoing Libra and your key planet Venus can decrease your patience while increasing your frustration. Don't be too hard on yourself, though, even if you clearly see how you have contributed to your current dissatisfaction.

Yeah, so, I had a pretty good yoga class last night.

 

The schedule has been shifted around and there are some new teachers. Starting about a month ago, a man named Brad started teaching the Thursday night class. Every teacher so far had been a woman, and I think the class, which is primarily full of women with just one or two guys, was put off by him.

 

The first time I attended his class he spent more than 20 minutes talking about breathing and standing up straight. It was kinda annoying, because like a lot of people in the class, I’m taking yoga to stretch, get tone and exercise. I get that the breathing is part of it, but we all felt that he spent too much time on it.

 

Last week, he had us do jumping jacks. Jumping jacks! I’m pretty sure jumping jacks is not one of the postures. I tried to be a good sport, but some of the ladies could barely hide their annoyance. Some of the women are taking the class because they have bad knees and jumping jacks are not what the doctor ordered, so they had to sit it out. No one wants to pay for a class that you can’t fully participate in.

 

BUT, this week was Brad’s best class yet. No over-obsessing about breathing. No jumping jacks. Plus, Brad isn’t afraid to get in there and readjust you if you are doing something wrong.  I could tell when the class was over that the ladies were happier and so was he. He even told the class that they rocked and many of the ladies took the time to thank him and tell him what a great class it was.

 

Whew. This is a huge relief, because I can only go to the class on Tuesday and Thursday. I didn’t want to either suffer through or start skipping the Thursday night class.

 

So anyway, this is my broke week since I paid my part of the mortgage. Sugar daddy Chris will be buying my meals all weekend. I suspect we will spend a lot of time staying home and watching all the things on my DVR and “Battlestar Galactica” and “The Lives of Others” on DVD. Of course, we are going to Alice 97.3FM’s Now & Zen concert in Golden Gate Park on Sunday afternoon: Joss Stone (yay!), James Blunt (blech) and Gin Blossoms (blast from the past). Hopefully, the weather will cooperate.

 

Tarot.com says …

Libra: You won't miss a trick today, for you can see right through someone's shallow behavior. You may be seeking balance -- as you Libras are known to do -- but you are also tallying scores to see who emerges the winner. Once you decide upon your course of action, you'll have a fierceness of character. Others may not realize how formidable you are, but if you believe in yourself then nothing will stand in your way.

Yeah, so, yoga kicked my ass last night. I’m kinda sore.

That’s OK. I still heart yoga (or as squeegman would say, I hate+r yoga). I’m going two times a week. It’s been three weeks of dieting, yoga and the dreaded 10 flights of stairs two times a day. I’m staying off the scale, so I’m not sure how much weight I’ve lost, but I have noticed that I’m feeling better and my clothes are fitting better and that is the ultimate goal.

Sigh. Someone brought doughnuts into the office today. Why, God, why?!? Stay strong. Must. Not. Eat. Doughnuts.

In this office, I sit in the front with the receptionist. She listens to country music, which I hate, but she is a cool lady. We talk about our dogs a lot. She just put in her notice. It's going to get really lonely up here.

Michelle’s man Tony is bringing is dog, Cozy, over to stay with us for a while. I’m curious to see how Homer will adapt. I suspect Homer will be pissed for about five minutes and then get over it. However, it’s been about a year and Homer still gets jealous of Chris. Things that make you go hmmm…

Here’s my Things That Offended Us This Week list:

http://www.ifmagazine.com/feature.asp?article=2215

Someone actually commented on this list already on the Web site. I guess my liberal bias is showing and the reader felt the need to bash Bill Clinton as some sort of defense of George W. Lame! Feel free to leave comments on the site calling all George W. fans fuckin’ morons.

Yeah, so, today the bosses' tell me we sent out 123 press releases last month. Apparently, this is a record-breaking number and it's all thanks to Sonia the press release writin' machine. I'm still not used to that feeling I get when my supervisor tells me I'm doing a good job. I think it's pride or relief, or maybe I shouldn't have had that glass of wine with lunch ...

Yeah, so, my yoga class starts tonight. Downward facing Sonia in 3, 2, 1 ...

So anyway, I told my good buddy Tiff that I was doing the hardcore, two-week induction phase of Atkins for the next two weeks, to which is responded, “Atkins is soooo four years ago.” I heart Tiff.

To keep myself motivated, I have hung some photos of my weight idols in my cube. You know, Nicole Richie, Kate Moss, Skeletor. My coworkers just think I’m decorating for Halloween really early.

I like this diet. I eat healthy. I swear, I’m not eating a pound of bacon everyday. That’s what everyone seems to think Atkins is. I’m eating meat and veggies. No sugar. No bread. It’s not that crazy. I’m exercising. On top of yoga, I’ve been walking around the block here at work and climbing eight flights of stairs twice a day with some of my coworkers.

Bye-bye extra 10 pounds.

Here’s this week’s Super 8 list … Alternate Ending to The Sopranos.

http://www.ifmagazine.com/feature.asp?article=2172