Today's Friday Five:
You have just won one million dollars:
1. Who do you call first?My mom.
2. What is the first thing you buy for yourself? A one way ticket to Ireland.
3. What is the first thing you buy for someone else?An apartment for my grandmother.
4. Do you give any away? If yes, to whom?Yes I would give some away. Some would go to my church, some to my alma mater (but only if they name a building or something after me) and oh, maybe some to my immediate family (mom, dad & sister). Oh, I'd probably hand out some to some of my friends too.
5. Do you invest any? If so, how?A little. I'd throw a little out into the stock market, maybe some mutal funds.
Thursday, January 29, 2004
So I know it wasn't Lyzz that was messing around with the birthday alarms. We spoke this morning and she assured me it wasn't her. I believe her. So she'll be getting an apple pie for her birthday next week. The baking is something I like to do so it's no big deal, besides, I enjoy doing things for my friends.
Finally got to see Lord of the Rings today. It was good, don't get me wrong, I just was a little dissappointed at the ending. No biggie though. It was worth the $6 to get into a matinee. What a rip. $6 freaking dollars for an afternoon movie. No wonder no one goes out to the movies anymore. The only thing that would get me back there would be a movie that is all Colin Farrell, all the time. Whoo boy...I need a moment....O.k. I'm over it. No I'm not. Yes I am.
Found out my darling baby sister (she's 20) was on the verge of running off to a JP this week before her fiance went back to Camp Lejune. He's shipping out for Iraq (in the Marines) in a few weeks and won't be back for six months. I don't know what freaked me out more, the fact that she actually considered doing it or that she would be married before me. Part of it is the second thing. O.k., it's a big part of it. Whatever.
Today Bob and I discussed me moving in with him. I didn't want to presume so I never really brought it up, he did at lunch. Tomorrow is his settlement on the house. He's very excited and so am I, for him. He's not moving in for another week or so because he wants to get some painting and other things done around the house. I won't be moving in until Room Mate Marti finds a house of her own, which at the rate she's going won't be until summer. Poor girl. She's having such a hard time. At least she got rid of her crappy realtor. The guy she's with now is excellent so maybe she'll be ready to go by March or April. That will at least give Bob a few months to have the house to himself. I was told I can paint the room whatever color I want, within reason. Can you say light yellow?
Diet and exercise wise I have started getting back on track again. Last week I kind of took the time off to deal with leaving the old job and some other personal things. Yesterday I went to the gym at the apartment complex and ticked off 1-3/4mi on the treadmill. Today I didn't make it since I overslept and was in the movie all afternoon before I came into work. Tomorrow I plan on doing more running and a little lifting. Food wise I'm getting there. My big goals for February are to work in more veggies and fruit during my day (very bad with this) and cut back on those carbs. I didn't say cut out. But cut back. Sorry kids, no matter what South Beach (which Room Mate Marti is doing right now) or any other diet plan says you still need 'em. Just in MODERATION. Say it with me now...M-O-D-E-R-A-T-I-O-N.
Shucks, I knew you could.
Check out this bit on The Donut about baths. Last night I took a bath after dinner. Talk about relaxing. There was no one else in the apartment. I lit some candles, dumped in some Bath & Body Works bubble bath, turned on my Sarah McLachlan CD and just veged out. Ahhhh. So nice.
And in honor of our impending Monty Python marathon, I leave you with this...
God Be Praised!! Youre a monty python fanatic like
i!
Are You a Monty Python and the Holy Grail Fanatic
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Finally got to see Lord of the Rings today. It was good, don't get me wrong, I just was a little dissappointed at the ending. No biggie though. It was worth the $6 to get into a matinee. What a rip. $6 freaking dollars for an afternoon movie. No wonder no one goes out to the movies anymore. The only thing that would get me back there would be a movie that is all Colin Farrell, all the time. Whoo boy...I need a moment....O.k. I'm over it. No I'm not. Yes I am.
Found out my darling baby sister (she's 20) was on the verge of running off to a JP this week before her fiance went back to Camp Lejune. He's shipping out for Iraq (in the Marines) in a few weeks and won't be back for six months. I don't know what freaked me out more, the fact that she actually considered doing it or that she would be married before me. Part of it is the second thing. O.k., it's a big part of it. Whatever.
Today Bob and I discussed me moving in with him. I didn't want to presume so I never really brought it up, he did at lunch. Tomorrow is his settlement on the house. He's very excited and so am I, for him. He's not moving in for another week or so because he wants to get some painting and other things done around the house. I won't be moving in until Room Mate Marti finds a house of her own, which at the rate she's going won't be until summer. Poor girl. She's having such a hard time. At least she got rid of her crappy realtor. The guy she's with now is excellent so maybe she'll be ready to go by March or April. That will at least give Bob a few months to have the house to himself. I was told I can paint the room whatever color I want, within reason. Can you say light yellow?
Diet and exercise wise I have started getting back on track again. Last week I kind of took the time off to deal with leaving the old job and some other personal things. Yesterday I went to the gym at the apartment complex and ticked off 1-3/4mi on the treadmill. Today I didn't make it since I overslept and was in the movie all afternoon before I came into work. Tomorrow I plan on doing more running and a little lifting. Food wise I'm getting there. My big goals for February are to work in more veggies and fruit during my day (very bad with this) and cut back on those carbs. I didn't say cut out. But cut back. Sorry kids, no matter what South Beach (which Room Mate Marti is doing right now) or any other diet plan says you still need 'em. Just in MODERATION. Say it with me now...M-O-D-E-R-A-T-I-O-N.
Shucks, I knew you could.
Check out this bit on The Donut about baths. Last night I took a bath after dinner. Talk about relaxing. There was no one else in the apartment. I lit some candles, dumped in some Bath & Body Works bubble bath, turned on my Sarah McLachlan CD and just veged out. Ahhhh. So nice.
And in honor of our impending Monty Python marathon, I leave you with this...
God Be Praised!! Youre a monty python fanatic like
i!
Are You a Monty Python and the Holy Grail Fanatic
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Wednesday, January 28, 2004
No one has fessed up yet. I hearby put an end to all birthday treats until said offender fesses up!
Good, not that that is taken care of.
I forgot how regimented my day was until this week. It's been a little odd going from a very scheduled, very regimented day to one where I don't get up until 10 a.m., maybe watch CNN and don't bother to take a shower until noon. I could get used to this. But I know better. I know how I am. I need to be on some kind of schedule. Don't get me wrong, I've been doing some work. Yesterday I got two interviews accomplished for one of my obit stories while sitting in my living room in my jammies. Good times. Good times.
For now though I'm enjoying this feeling of being on vacation as much as possible. The only thing that would make it better would be if Room Mate Marti were to go back to work. Being a teacher she's been home the past three days. Snowstorms, in Pennsylvania, in January. Who knew? I know she's starting to go stir crazy too. The whole breaking up with the boyfriend isn't helping the situation as it's made her bitter and able to jump off the deep end at a moments notice.
Never a dull moment in our household.
Good, not that that is taken care of.
I forgot how regimented my day was until this week. It's been a little odd going from a very scheduled, very regimented day to one where I don't get up until 10 a.m., maybe watch CNN and don't bother to take a shower until noon. I could get used to this. But I know better. I know how I am. I need to be on some kind of schedule. Don't get me wrong, I've been doing some work. Yesterday I got two interviews accomplished for one of my obit stories while sitting in my living room in my jammies. Good times. Good times.
For now though I'm enjoying this feeling of being on vacation as much as possible. The only thing that would make it better would be if Room Mate Marti were to go back to work. Being a teacher she's been home the past three days. Snowstorms, in Pennsylvania, in January. Who knew? I know she's starting to go stir crazy too. The whole breaking up with the boyfriend isn't helping the situation as it's made her bitter and able to jump off the deep end at a moments notice.
Never a dull moment in our household.
Monday, January 26, 2004
Someone has decided to be a smartass and mess with my attempts at being organized. I signed up for BirthdayAlarm.com tonight in an attempt to NOT forget anyone's birthday this year. It really is a great little service if you ask me but one of my amazingly smartass friends has decided to fuck around with my attempt at being nice and enter their name as the following:
Name: Forshizzle Mynizzle (snoopdog@bowwowwowyippiyo.gov)
Birthdate: February 31.
Fuckers.
If said offender comes clean (Lyzz? Pete? Yaz?) I may be nice and actually bake you something for your birthday anyway.
If not, screw you guys, I'm going home!
Name: Forshizzle Mynizzle (snoopdog@bowwowwowyippiyo.gov)
Birthdate: February 31.
Fuckers.
If said offender comes clean (Lyzz? Pete? Yaz?) I may be nice and actually bake you something for your birthday anyway.
If not, screw you guys, I'm going home!
So here's my story from yesterday. I had the main front page today. My first! Unfortunately my own newspaper at home didn't get delivered to me so I had to wait until I got into work at 4 this afternoon to find out. I was pretty excited nonetheless (I love that word).
It was so weird not to go to the old job. I kept thinking I was only home because of the snow and tomorrow I'll have to drag my butt out of bed at 5 a.m., like always, to be there on time. But nope, it's the real deal. I have decided to try and get myself on a schedule of not sleeping too late. My alarm went off the first time at 8 a.m. this morning. I hit the snooze a few times and finally dragged myself out of bed around 8:30. Room mate Marti was home today too as all of the school districts in the county were closed. We had a nice conversation about stuff that was going on. She gave me the scoop as to why she acted like she did. Turns out the house she had her heart set on seeing Friday night had been put under contract that morning. She was very upset about it, and rightly so. That on top of a few other issues just sent her over the edge. I told her it happens. She just needs to tell me when she's upset and not just go balistic on me like that. We talked about a few other things going on then she went sledding with our friend Colleen and watched movies at Colleen's all afternoon.
Bob never did come over. His home owners insurance thing took too long. We did talk on the phone though. He had me call Red Lobster to inquire about my application. Turns out they actually lost it. Lol, only that would happen to me. I talked to one of the managers and I'm going in for an interview and reapplication tomorrow. All this for a freaking part time 20 hour job a week. At this point I'm not going to be all that bummed if they don't hire me. I can always apply elsewhere. I just need the dinero to fill in the cracks and save for Ireland next year. Unless I win the Powerball. Then I'm taking off for the Emerald Isle on a one way ticket and it will be adios suckers!
Tomorrow promises to be more of the same. I'll probably get up make some more calls on obit stories then do some cleaning and cooking. The cold weather we're having really puts me in the mood. To cook that is. Well, it puts me in that other mood too but that's a topic for the other blog. Today I made some spicey chicken chili. I found an excellent and very adaptable recipe in a vegetarian cookbook several years ago. I've been modifying it and remaking constantly ove the past couple of years. It uses almost all fresh ingrediants and relly fits well into the diet changes I'm making. Since I like spicey food (made my lips tingle...get your minds out of the gutter you sickos) I like to experiment with different kinds of chili peppers and hot sauces. Today's batch was perfect.
I haven't talked about my parents in a long time. Constant readers of this blog are by now well aware of the drama of my parents that has been dragging on for the past 5 years. For those of you who are new, here's a brief synopisis: My dad had an affair 5 years ago. He confessed, went through some weird mid-life crisis episode, moved out, then back, then out, then back and finally out again. In the last year he has started to come back to his old self and from what I understand will be moving back in over the next week or so. My only comment on this whole episode is that 1) My mom is a much more forgiving person than I am 2) Trust is a hard thing to gain back, my dad and I had a very close relationship before this whole thing started. It hasn't been the same since. I doubt we'll ever go back to being as close as we were before.
Now does this explain some of my commitmentphobia?
It was so weird not to go to the old job. I kept thinking I was only home because of the snow and tomorrow I'll have to drag my butt out of bed at 5 a.m., like always, to be there on time. But nope, it's the real deal. I have decided to try and get myself on a schedule of not sleeping too late. My alarm went off the first time at 8 a.m. this morning. I hit the snooze a few times and finally dragged myself out of bed around 8:30. Room mate Marti was home today too as all of the school districts in the county were closed. We had a nice conversation about stuff that was going on. She gave me the scoop as to why she acted like she did. Turns out the house she had her heart set on seeing Friday night had been put under contract that morning. She was very upset about it, and rightly so. That on top of a few other issues just sent her over the edge. I told her it happens. She just needs to tell me when she's upset and not just go balistic on me like that. We talked about a few other things going on then she went sledding with our friend Colleen and watched movies at Colleen's all afternoon.
Bob never did come over. His home owners insurance thing took too long. We did talk on the phone though. He had me call Red Lobster to inquire about my application. Turns out they actually lost it. Lol, only that would happen to me. I talked to one of the managers and I'm going in for an interview and reapplication tomorrow. All this for a freaking part time 20 hour job a week. At this point I'm not going to be all that bummed if they don't hire me. I can always apply elsewhere. I just need the dinero to fill in the cracks and save for Ireland next year. Unless I win the Powerball. Then I'm taking off for the Emerald Isle on a one way ticket and it will be adios suckers!
Tomorrow promises to be more of the same. I'll probably get up make some more calls on obit stories then do some cleaning and cooking. The cold weather we're having really puts me in the mood. To cook that is. Well, it puts me in that other mood too but that's a topic for the other blog. Today I made some spicey chicken chili. I found an excellent and very adaptable recipe in a vegetarian cookbook several years ago. I've been modifying it and remaking constantly ove the past couple of years. It uses almost all fresh ingrediants and relly fits well into the diet changes I'm making. Since I like spicey food (made my lips tingle...get your minds out of the gutter you sickos) I like to experiment with different kinds of chili peppers and hot sauces. Today's batch was perfect.
I haven't talked about my parents in a long time. Constant readers of this blog are by now well aware of the drama of my parents that has been dragging on for the past 5 years. For those of you who are new, here's a brief synopisis: My dad had an affair 5 years ago. He confessed, went through some weird mid-life crisis episode, moved out, then back, then out, then back and finally out again. In the last year he has started to come back to his old self and from what I understand will be moving back in over the next week or so. My only comment on this whole episode is that 1) My mom is a much more forgiving person than I am 2) Trust is a hard thing to gain back, my dad and I had a very close relationship before this whole thing started. It hasn't been the same since. I doubt we'll ever go back to being as close as we were before.
Now does this explain some of my commitmentphobia?
Sunday, January 25, 2004
What a day. I got into work a little early to get a jump on my obit stories but was pulled off of them when my editor, Cathy got in. Part of the reason I love working Sunday's is the group of people I get to work with. Cathy is a wonderful editor. Since I'm still relatively new to the whole journalism gig she's way more patient with me than she needs to be in regards to my stories. Michele, one of the general assignment reporters sits right next to me and is a class act. She knows her stuff and is wonderful in giving me advice about my stories. I'm glad I get to watch her in action. Some Sundays she'll be here and crank out two or three qualilty news stories just in one night. Today I got to do the main weather story. The area is expecting an additional snowfall of 4-8" tonight (on top of the 3-5" average we had Friday night). I spent my afternoon tromping around local sledding hotbeds and checking in with grocery stores and yes, even our local state liquor store, to see if they were experiencing an increase in sales.
I love doing these stories. Makes me feel like a real reporter. I know it isn't exactly the hardest story anyone could write but I enjoy doing them. Just like the obit stories. They tend to write themselves but I like doing them anyway. Lol, maybe I could make a place for myself at the London Telegraph. The've made writing obit stories an artform.
Tomorrow should be interesting. Assuming we do get the snow being forecasted, my room mate should have off from school. That will put us both home for the day. Something has been bugging her lately and I'm not sure what it is. Friday night she was supposed to come out with some of my buds from the old job (feels good to say that) for happy hour. I emailed her specific instructions on how to get there but she still couldn't find the place. I had my cell phone with me but reception in the greater Manchester area is sketchy at best. She left two very nasty voicemails for me then proceded to go home. I tried to call her three times on her cell phone (leaving messages all three times) plus I called her at home (leaving messages there as well). She ignored me. So I went out for some dinner and eventually home before I went out for my second round of drinking. There she was, sitting on the couch when I got home. I asked her if she was still going out with us later. She said no. I just shrugged, said "That's your decision." and went into my bedroom until it was time for me to leave. I don't have to put up with that. I did nothing wrong. There was no way I was going to kiss her butt on this.
I did go out later with my friend Lyzz. I don't know about her but I had a blast. There was a band, Something Fluid, playing at the Hardware Bar. We drank some beers, danced on the bar (they encourage it I might add) and generally made spectacles of ourselves. Some of our coworkers from the paper joined us after deadline. The night was supposed to be a celebration of my leaving the old job. Too bad not many people made it out. Sigh. Oh well, their loss.
Good times. Good times.
Around 1:30 Lyzz and I parted ways and I went to another local yocal bar called the Stockade to meet up with Friend Bob and some of his buds from work. Since I got there so late I had maybe a small beer but that was it. They kicked us out at 2:30. Bob and I went to Denny's for a late night snack expecting them to be tres busy. Not good for the diet, I know, but some habits are hard to break. It's bad enough I'm trying to slow down the drinking (not that I did that Friday night at all). I was so tired I almost fell asleep at the table and started babbling about warehouses and pulling from them. Poor Bob had no idea it was a residual side effect frrom the old job. Lol, I tried to cover by telling him the guys at the Hardware Bar had told me the new section was going to be big like a warehouse and that is what I was talking about but he knew better. He just suggested we get moving and head for home. So we did, I hit my bed around 3:15ish. Talk about a long day.
When I got up Saturday morning my room mate had left a note for me saying she was sorry about Friday night and that she needed to explain to me what was wrong. Only problem is between both of our schedules I haven't seen her since Friday. She was on the couch this morning as I was heading off to church but we didn't have time for a big long protracted discussion. I guess we'll have to do that tonight if she's still up when I get home.
Right now I'm just waiting for my story to get the thumbs up so I can leave. I still need to brave the grocery store, stop at my parent's house and drop something off at my grandmother's for my mom. Even though I don't need to be up early tomorrow I'm going to go to bed early anyway. I'm going to try to keep myself on some kind of schedule this week so I don't putz around and not get anything done on my stories.
Besides, Bob is coming over tomorrow so we can go sledding. Woo-hoo!
I love doing these stories. Makes me feel like a real reporter. I know it isn't exactly the hardest story anyone could write but I enjoy doing them. Just like the obit stories. They tend to write themselves but I like doing them anyway. Lol, maybe I could make a place for myself at the London Telegraph. The've made writing obit stories an artform.
Tomorrow should be interesting. Assuming we do get the snow being forecasted, my room mate should have off from school. That will put us both home for the day. Something has been bugging her lately and I'm not sure what it is. Friday night she was supposed to come out with some of my buds from the old job (feels good to say that) for happy hour. I emailed her specific instructions on how to get there but she still couldn't find the place. I had my cell phone with me but reception in the greater Manchester area is sketchy at best. She left two very nasty voicemails for me then proceded to go home. I tried to call her three times on her cell phone (leaving messages all three times) plus I called her at home (leaving messages there as well). She ignored me. So I went out for some dinner and eventually home before I went out for my second round of drinking. There she was, sitting on the couch when I got home. I asked her if she was still going out with us later. She said no. I just shrugged, said "That's your decision." and went into my bedroom until it was time for me to leave. I don't have to put up with that. I did nothing wrong. There was no way I was going to kiss her butt on this.
I did go out later with my friend Lyzz. I don't know about her but I had a blast. There was a band, Something Fluid, playing at the Hardware Bar. We drank some beers, danced on the bar (they encourage it I might add) and generally made spectacles of ourselves. Some of our coworkers from the paper joined us after deadline. The night was supposed to be a celebration of my leaving the old job. Too bad not many people made it out. Sigh. Oh well, their loss.
Good times. Good times.
Around 1:30 Lyzz and I parted ways and I went to another local yocal bar called the Stockade to meet up with Friend Bob and some of his buds from work. Since I got there so late I had maybe a small beer but that was it. They kicked us out at 2:30. Bob and I went to Denny's for a late night snack expecting them to be tres busy. Not good for the diet, I know, but some habits are hard to break. It's bad enough I'm trying to slow down the drinking (not that I did that Friday night at all). I was so tired I almost fell asleep at the table and started babbling about warehouses and pulling from them. Poor Bob had no idea it was a residual side effect frrom the old job. Lol, I tried to cover by telling him the guys at the Hardware Bar had told me the new section was going to be big like a warehouse and that is what I was talking about but he knew better. He just suggested we get moving and head for home. So we did, I hit my bed around 3:15ish. Talk about a long day.
When I got up Saturday morning my room mate had left a note for me saying she was sorry about Friday night and that she needed to explain to me what was wrong. Only problem is between both of our schedules I haven't seen her since Friday. She was on the couch this morning as I was heading off to church but we didn't have time for a big long protracted discussion. I guess we'll have to do that tonight if she's still up when I get home.
Right now I'm just waiting for my story to get the thumbs up so I can leave. I still need to brave the grocery store, stop at my parent's house and drop something off at my grandmother's for my mom. Even though I don't need to be up early tomorrow I'm going to go to bed early anyway. I'm going to try to keep myself on some kind of schedule this week so I don't putz around and not get anything done on my stories.
Besides, Bob is coming over tomorrow so we can go sledding. Woo-hoo!
Friday, January 23, 2004
I'm very proud of this story. I was given it on deadline last night and managed to pull through. Not to toot my horn (that would be a feat, wouldn't it?) but I actually got some emails from two editors in the newsroom not to mention our publisher.
Made me blush. Praise is very nice.
Made me blush. Praise is very nice.
All most forgot the Friday Five!
At this moment, what is your favorite...
1. ...song? Sarah McLachlan's "Push"
2. ...food? Maryland Crab Soup or anything Itlaian
3. ...tv show? Ed or West Wing
4. ...scent? Peaches...or Aqua Di Gio. Any man wearing that around me may just get attacked. It is the only cologne that will bring me to my knees.
5. ...quote? Those who do not study the past are doomed to repeat it - Sanyana.
At this moment, what is your favorite...
1. ...song? Sarah McLachlan's "Push"
2. ...food? Maryland Crab Soup or anything Itlaian
3. ...tv show? Ed or West Wing
4. ...scent? Peaches...or Aqua Di Gio. Any man wearing that around me may just get attacked. It is the only cologne that will bring me to my knees.
5. ...quote? Those who do not study the past are doomed to repeat it - Sanyana.
From the Oops Did I do That? Department. There's a reason why we proofread kiddies.
Did I mention today is my last day at the dreaded job #1? I have never been so happy to walk into this place in my whole five years of employment here. For the most part my day is going to be spent putzing around the office, changing files over and messing around on the internet. Gotta love it. Especially since my replacement is here doing all of the work today.
La la. I can't wait to go out and celebrate tonight. After work there will be a trip to a local establishment (total hole in the wall) for happy hour then later in the evening, after dinner and I've had time to recover a trip to our local Hardware Bar.
Good times. Good times.
Did I mention today is my last day at the dreaded job #1? I have never been so happy to walk into this place in my whole five years of employment here. For the most part my day is going to be spent putzing around the office, changing files over and messing around on the internet. Gotta love it. Especially since my replacement is here doing all of the work today.
La la. I can't wait to go out and celebrate tonight. After work there will be a trip to a local establishment (total hole in the wall) for happy hour then later in the evening, after dinner and I've had time to recover a trip to our local Hardware Bar.
Good times. Good times.
Thursday, January 22, 2004
I knew it all along...
Your a princess! You are always in distress and
need the wonderful prince charming to pick you
up of your feet. Now go out there and climb a
high tower and get someone to make it seem as
though your in trouble! Go NOW!
Which Fairytale Character are you?
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Your a princess! You are always in distress and
need the wonderful prince charming to pick you
up of your feet. Now go out there and climb a
high tower and get someone to make it seem as
though your in trouble! Go NOW!
Which Fairytale Character are you?
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So tired today. Last night after work I went over to Bob's to watch Moonstruck (gets more funny each time I watch it) then headed for home as he needs to be in bed early. It was only 8 p.m. so I changed into my jammies, putzed around the house a little bit then finally settled down on the couch with a bottle of wine to wait for Duke to give Maryland it's yearly spanking. Since I still had some time to kill, I flipped around the channels looking for anything to kill time until the game came on. Then I found Philadelphia Story on Turner Classic Movies. Wonderful old film with Katherine Hepburn and Jimmy Stewart. A bottle of wine, a few beers and some interesting journal entries later I was still sitting on my couch drunk and loving life. Or something like that.
Room Mate Marti came home around 10:30, by which time I had passed out. She left me where I was. Stupid thing is I missed about 3/4 of the basketball game. Ugh. Oh well, at least Duke won and those freaking Terps are still unranked. Mah Ha.
Tonight I'm cleaning off my desk. Can't stay too long because I must be at job #2 by 5:30. Five years worth of accumulated crap that needs to go home with me. Sigh. I don't know where I'll put it all. My desk at home is full of other junk I need to put away as it is. The box will more than likely sit in my room for another week or so until I get things organized. Ha, that's funny, me organized.
Woo- I got a good laugh out of that one.
Room Mate Marti came home around 10:30, by which time I had passed out. She left me where I was. Stupid thing is I missed about 3/4 of the basketball game. Ugh. Oh well, at least Duke won and those freaking Terps are still unranked. Mah Ha.
Tonight I'm cleaning off my desk. Can't stay too long because I must be at job #2 by 5:30. Five years worth of accumulated crap that needs to go home with me. Sigh. I don't know where I'll put it all. My desk at home is full of other junk I need to put away as it is. The box will more than likely sit in my room for another week or so until I get things organized. Ha, that's funny, me organized.
Woo- I got a good laugh out of that one.
Wednesday, January 21, 2004
All I needed was one day to vent. Getting things out of my system instead of bottling them up was another goal of mine for this year. I used to eat my emotions away. A pint of Ben & Jerry's or a box of oyster crackers (carb addict much?) later the bad emotions might be covered over but they were still there along with about 5 bazillion calories. I've learned my lesson on the whole eating to cover up the emotion issue. Now it's just a matter of dealing with the emotions themselves and putting them away properly that I need to work on.
Baby steps.
Only two more days until freedom. Today I made plans with Bob to catch a matinee showing of Lord of The Rings: Return of the King next week. I am totally loving the fact that I will be able to do things during the day like a normal person. Oh sure, I'm still looking for another part time job. If the one I applied for doesn't pan out I've got a few other options. Heck, there's always Wal-Mart again...um, maybe not.
For now I'm just going to take things as they come. Try not to jump off the deep end when things don't go the way I want them to and let life pan out however it's supposed to. Sometimes the way things go is not the way I want them to, but that's o.k. it just means that something better maybe right around the corner. I just need to be patient and see what happens.
Listen to me being all Obi Won Kanobie.
Baby steps.
Only two more days until freedom. Today I made plans with Bob to catch a matinee showing of Lord of The Rings: Return of the King next week. I am totally loving the fact that I will be able to do things during the day like a normal person. Oh sure, I'm still looking for another part time job. If the one I applied for doesn't pan out I've got a few other options. Heck, there's always Wal-Mart again...um, maybe not.
For now I'm just going to take things as they come. Try not to jump off the deep end when things don't go the way I want them to and let life pan out however it's supposed to. Sometimes the way things go is not the way I want them to, but that's o.k. it just means that something better maybe right around the corner. I just need to be patient and see what happens.
Listen to me being all Obi Won Kanobie.
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Two events made me cry today. One I will share with you here, the other is more personal and something I'm going to keep to myself. Just know it was not something I wanted to happen but it did. And now I may have lost a good friend because of it. But I'm over the crying part. No sense in wasting tears over something you can't change. Sigh. Some days I hate being so girly.
The incident I will talk about is something that happened at the full-time job. I'm down to three days left until I walk out the door. So far I've been pretty happy about the whole thing. Nope, no tears shed when I leave that place! Yeah, well, that was until today. One of my sales contacts sent me a card. There wasn't anything super spectacular about the card but the note she wrote in it just sent me over the edge. It was something to the effect I'll miss working with you, best of luck in your new adventure. See, nothing sappy but I just started bawling. Like a big baby who had her binky taken away. I'm talking sobbing, tears flowing, outright crying. Right there at my desk. I felt like an idiot. I had been under the impression that I could walk away and not care one whit about the people I was leaving behind. I was wrong. I have been privileged to work with some of the most wonderful people in the world and today just drove home the fact that after Friday I probably won't see or talk to most of then again ever.
Real upbeat post, huh?
I only minimally kept an eye on Iowa and the caucus' last night. My friend Anne participated. The last time she was back here she told me she wanted to register there in Iowa just so she could say she participated in the caucus'. Lol, yeah, those are my friends. Sounds like it was interesting. If she allows me to I'll post her email here describing her experience.
This weekend promises to be one of great merriment. Happy hour after work at the full-time job Friday then a trip to the Hardware bar. If I pace myself I should do fine. When I get into trouble (usually in more ways than one) is when I don't and try to put down more alcohol than my liver can handle. We'll see what happens. Either way it promises to be one hell of an evening. Anyone in the area should stop on by. Email me (gwen75@hotmail.com) if you're in the area and want to join in the fun.
The incident I will talk about is something that happened at the full-time job. I'm down to three days left until I walk out the door. So far I've been pretty happy about the whole thing. Nope, no tears shed when I leave that place! Yeah, well, that was until today. One of my sales contacts sent me a card. There wasn't anything super spectacular about the card but the note she wrote in it just sent me over the edge. It was something to the effect I'll miss working with you, best of luck in your new adventure. See, nothing sappy but I just started bawling. Like a big baby who had her binky taken away. I'm talking sobbing, tears flowing, outright crying. Right there at my desk. I felt like an idiot. I had been under the impression that I could walk away and not care one whit about the people I was leaving behind. I was wrong. I have been privileged to work with some of the most wonderful people in the world and today just drove home the fact that after Friday I probably won't see or talk to most of then again ever.
Real upbeat post, huh?
I only minimally kept an eye on Iowa and the caucus' last night. My friend Anne participated. The last time she was back here she told me she wanted to register there in Iowa just so she could say she participated in the caucus'. Lol, yeah, those are my friends. Sounds like it was interesting. If she allows me to I'll post her email here describing her experience.
This weekend promises to be one of great merriment. Happy hour after work at the full-time job Friday then a trip to the Hardware bar. If I pace myself I should do fine. When I get into trouble (usually in more ways than one) is when I don't and try to put down more alcohol than my liver can handle. We'll see what happens. Either way it promises to be one hell of an evening. Anyone in the area should stop on by. Email me (gwen75@hotmail.com) if you're in the area and want to join in the fun.
Sunday, January 18, 2004
It's snowing right now. This storm kind of caught our area by surprise. Nobody was expecting the kind of accumulation we got overnight and into this afternoon. It isn't much, just enough to cause multiple fender benders and make driving a pain in the butt. Getting into work was interesting. I tried two different ways but there were accidents on both ends of the road. While I was trying to get turned around from the first one I got stuck in a snowbank and had to rock my car to get out. Have to love Pennsylvania in winter.
I was hoping we'd have enough to cancel work tomorrow but I guess that's no dice.
The hockey team lost again last night. Like Jonda and I were talking about on the ride home, it's just so frustrating. We're getting better with each game but we just can't seem to find the back of the net. For instance last night, we came out in the first period and got our butts handed to us but once we got settled in we really came on strong. The stats for shots on goal were not available to us but I know we had well over 25 shots on goal. Hell, I even had two shots. If I could only get some aim on my slapshots I might have actually had a goal. We did go out last night but if you want to read about it, go to my other blog.
My boys won yesterday! Sorry Chad, just more proof that Wake sucks. Fortunately I was able to watch a majority of the game. Yep, just me and my singing, dancing Blue Devil frimly entrenched on the couch. Room mate Marti can't stand to be around me when Duke's games are televised so she left early to go back home to her mother's for the weekend. Lol, hey, when you're a fan, you're a fan! Even better is UNC beating up on UConn. With UConn's loss, Duke is sure to move into #1 in the AP poll this week. Woo-hoo! If that is the case, the game at Maryland this Wednesday will be rocking.
Let's go Duke! Let's go Duke!
I was hoping we'd have enough to cancel work tomorrow but I guess that's no dice.
The hockey team lost again last night. Like Jonda and I were talking about on the ride home, it's just so frustrating. We're getting better with each game but we just can't seem to find the back of the net. For instance last night, we came out in the first period and got our butts handed to us but once we got settled in we really came on strong. The stats for shots on goal were not available to us but I know we had well over 25 shots on goal. Hell, I even had two shots. If I could only get some aim on my slapshots I might have actually had a goal. We did go out last night but if you want to read about it, go to my other blog.
My boys won yesterday! Sorry Chad, just more proof that Wake sucks. Fortunately I was able to watch a majority of the game. Yep, just me and my singing, dancing Blue Devil frimly entrenched on the couch. Room mate Marti can't stand to be around me when Duke's games are televised so she left early to go back home to her mother's for the weekend. Lol, hey, when you're a fan, you're a fan! Even better is UNC beating up on UConn. With UConn's loss, Duke is sure to move into #1 in the AP poll this week. Woo-hoo! If that is the case, the game at Maryland this Wednesday will be rocking.
Let's go Duke! Let's go Duke!
Friday, January 16, 2004
I'm a little late with this week's Friday Five so I'll start with that...
1. What does it say in the signature line of your emails? Nothing in my personal email. My work email says the following: Obituary Reporter, York Daily Record, York, PA
2. Did you have a senior quote in your high school yearbook? What was it? If you haven't graduated yet, what would you like your quote to be? Oh god, that was 10 years ago! I can't remember, but now I want to go back and look at my yearbook.
3. If you had vanity plates on your car, what would they read? If you already have them, what do they say? DKE RULZ
4. Have you received any gifts with messages engraved upon them? What did the inscription say? Nope. Nothing. Nada. Zippo.
5. What would you like your epitaph to be? She lived life to the fullest, just like her closet.
Well, that being said, thank the good lord it's Friday! Ugh. What a week. I'm glad it's over. Last night was the only night I had at home and even then I had to rush off after a trip to the gym to apply for a server job at our local Red Lobster. No, let me rephrase that. I didn't
have to. I decided I would pick up a job there to suplement my income from job #2. AFTER I filled out the application one of the managers made a comment about me leaving Sunday off of my eligability list. I explained my situation (it's my only regularly scheduled day at job #2) but she didn't seem to impressed. Whatever. Too bad I let it get to me and I ended up housing half a bag of pretzels with some dip. Sigh. So much for a good night at the gym. I was so disgusted with myself I didn't bother to weigh in today.
Must get back on track. Tomorrow morning I'm going to do the second workout of week #2 of the C25K. Tomorrow night we've got a hockey game in Springfield. After we get back to York Jonda and I are going to go out with her man Jim and some of his team mates on the Ice Cats. Supposedly there is a guy on the team she thinks I should meet. Hm. We'll see.
1. What does it say in the signature line of your emails? Nothing in my personal email. My work email says the following: Obituary Reporter, York Daily Record, York, PA
2. Did you have a senior quote in your high school yearbook? What was it? If you haven't graduated yet, what would you like your quote to be? Oh god, that was 10 years ago! I can't remember, but now I want to go back and look at my yearbook.
3. If you had vanity plates on your car, what would they read? If you already have them, what do they say? DKE RULZ
4. Have you received any gifts with messages engraved upon them? What did the inscription say? Nope. Nothing. Nada. Zippo.
5. What would you like your epitaph to be? She lived life to the fullest, just like her closet.
Well, that being said, thank the good lord it's Friday! Ugh. What a week. I'm glad it's over. Last night was the only night I had at home and even then I had to rush off after a trip to the gym to apply for a server job at our local Red Lobster. No, let me rephrase that. I didn't
have to. I decided I would pick up a job there to suplement my income from job #2. AFTER I filled out the application one of the managers made a comment about me leaving Sunday off of my eligability list. I explained my situation (it's my only regularly scheduled day at job #2) but she didn't seem to impressed. Whatever. Too bad I let it get to me and I ended up housing half a bag of pretzels with some dip. Sigh. So much for a good night at the gym. I was so disgusted with myself I didn't bother to weigh in today.
Must get back on track. Tomorrow morning I'm going to do the second workout of week #2 of the C25K. Tomorrow night we've got a hockey game in Springfield. After we get back to York Jonda and I are going to go out with her man Jim and some of his team mates on the Ice Cats. Supposedly there is a guy on the team she thinks I should meet. Hm. We'll see.
Wednesday, January 14, 2004
Let's see, let's see, what's going on...forgive me if my thoughts are little disjointed and random. As mentioned earlier my week has been a little, o.k., a lot hectic. Things are starting to wind down at job #1. My replacement, Norma, came in for her first day yesterday. She's worked in the customer service game before so she's already one up on where I was when I started there. The best part is she seems like a pretty smart cookie so I don't think there will be too many problems when the official handing over of the desk occurs. God love her for wanting that crappy job, but hey, if it makes her happy then all the power to her.
Just knowing I've got a BIG change in my life coming up has me all giddy. I've been so happy lately people started asking me if I was on medication. Today I did nothing but walk around with a smile on my face. Funny. A few weeks ago I was freaking out like crazy over it. Now, after many conversations with many friends and co-workers, I know I made the right decision. My mental health is worth the risk this change is going to be. Really, the only thing I'm losing is some major stress. Like I said before, I'm so excited I can't wait to walk out that door next Friday.
The workouts are going well. I'm onto week #2 of C25K. Today was workout #1 (running 90 seconds, walking 2 minutes for 20 minutes). Toward the end I started to get a stitch in my side but I ran through it and it eventually worked its way out. If the rest of the week's workouts (3 per week) go as well as today's did I should be ready to move on to week #3 with very little difficulty. I've noticed my increase in running is helping on the ice. Last night at practice I was able to keep up for longer periods of time during some of the drills and my shift length got a little longer. Hopefully this will translate into something good in our game Saturday. Lol, we're the Bad News Bears of the UWHL.
Tomorrow night I'm going to apply for a part-time job at Red Lobster. I would prefer to be a hostess (no serving duties) but if I have to serve then so be it. The main idea is to fill in the missing dinero from the loss of the hateful job #1. Only part that makes me aprehensive is I'll be working with Bob on a regular basis. Hm. I guess if I eventually move in with him that could put us around each other ALL the time. I've never been around him that much. Sure, we've vacationed together and have been stuck in a car for 14 hours (Toronto) together but living and working together is a whole new ballgame. We'll see what happens.
Due to my slackerly ways this week with the blog, here's a quiz to keep you busy until I get the chance to post again. I'm hoping to get to it tomorrow (Friday Five!) but just in case...
Grease! stuck in the halls of rydell high now are
we mister man?
What Broadway Show Should you be in?!
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I love this musical, just call me Rizzo.
Just knowing I've got a BIG change in my life coming up has me all giddy. I've been so happy lately people started asking me if I was on medication. Today I did nothing but walk around with a smile on my face. Funny. A few weeks ago I was freaking out like crazy over it. Now, after many conversations with many friends and co-workers, I know I made the right decision. My mental health is worth the risk this change is going to be. Really, the only thing I'm losing is some major stress. Like I said before, I'm so excited I can't wait to walk out that door next Friday.
The workouts are going well. I'm onto week #2 of C25K. Today was workout #1 (running 90 seconds, walking 2 minutes for 20 minutes). Toward the end I started to get a stitch in my side but I ran through it and it eventually worked its way out. If the rest of the week's workouts (3 per week) go as well as today's did I should be ready to move on to week #3 with very little difficulty. I've noticed my increase in running is helping on the ice. Last night at practice I was able to keep up for longer periods of time during some of the drills and my shift length got a little longer. Hopefully this will translate into something good in our game Saturday. Lol, we're the Bad News Bears of the UWHL.
Tomorrow night I'm going to apply for a part-time job at Red Lobster. I would prefer to be a hostess (no serving duties) but if I have to serve then so be it. The main idea is to fill in the missing dinero from the loss of the hateful job #1. Only part that makes me aprehensive is I'll be working with Bob on a regular basis. Hm. I guess if I eventually move in with him that could put us around each other ALL the time. I've never been around him that much. Sure, we've vacationed together and have been stuck in a car for 14 hours (Toronto) together but living and working together is a whole new ballgame. We'll see what happens.
Due to my slackerly ways this week with the blog, here's a quiz to keep you busy until I get the chance to post again. I'm hoping to get to it tomorrow (Friday Five!) but just in case...
Grease! stuck in the halls of rydell high now are
we mister man?
What Broadway Show Should you be in?!
brought to you by Quizilla
I love this musical, just call me Rizzo.
I apologize for the lack of posting lately. Things have been crazy with all of my various ventures and I haven't had as much time to hop on the old PC and do some time wasting. That and my stupid computer at job #1 (soon to be gone!) broke down Monday and Tuesday morning. P.O.S. Today it seems to be doing o.k. I've also been training my replacement. Since I can't exactly stop what I'm doing, tell her to make herself busy and put up a post, the blogging has been on serious hold.
I'll post more later when I'm at job #2.
I'll post more later when I'm at job #2.
Sunday, January 11, 2004
Not only does Duke's men's team rock the house, the women's team is totally awesome too. How can you not love a school with two excellent basketball teams?
I've started another blog. Check it out if you'd like. It's really nothing more than me ranting and complaining about being single and the crappy dating scene around here. Read at your own risk.
I've started another blog. Check it out if you'd like. It's really nothing more than me ranting and complaining about being single and the crappy dating scene around here. Read at your own risk.
Friday after I left work I had a very interesting end to my evening. I ended up meeting Bob, Leslie and her boyfriend Michael at Leslie's house. It was too cold to be outside (we're hitting single digits overnight) so they just started drinking at the house. I got there, hung out for a little, talked, drank a beer and had a good time. Bob was hungry so we made a stop at Denny's on the way home (don't ask). This is where it gets interesting, or more correctly enlightening. As we were finishing up and mocking the horrible service he sat back, looked at me and asked me if I had told Room Mate Marti and Colin that I hated it when Colin was there. I was stunned. Shocked. Dismayed even that they would think such a thing. First of all, yeah, I may not like it when he's there sometimes but I'm not the kind of person to come out and say that to his face. Second, I soooo do not recall those words escaping my lips. Then he went into this whole thing about how he and Marti had a conversation about me and how I wasn't acting like myself the last month. Hmm. Interesting. He also went into this big long monolog about how he will help me however he can be it monitarily or whatever and he hates to see me upset and not myself. We finally left Denny's around 3:30.
Right away I went on the defensive, like I always do. The more I thought about it the more what he was saying made sense. Sigh. I will admit, I have not felt like myself lately. Mostly I've been attributing it to the resignation at job #1 and stress around that. After our talk I decided I needed to talk to Room Mate Marti so we had a nice long civil conversation about her perception of me and what was going on. It was good, we cleared the air on a few things and I don't feel quite so stressed anymore. The whole thing showed me a few things, namely if something is bugging me I need to talk about it. Not hold it in. Not swallow it. Work it out. Talk to someone. Do something. I have a bad tendency of trying to avoid conflict so I swallow any anger issues (before my trying to lose weight it was in the form of Ben & Jerry's New York Superchunk). Sigh. Sometimes you don't see how far down you've gone until someone else holds that mirror up and makes you look in it.
Right away I went on the defensive, like I always do. The more I thought about it the more what he was saying made sense. Sigh. I will admit, I have not felt like myself lately. Mostly I've been attributing it to the resignation at job #1 and stress around that. After our talk I decided I needed to talk to Room Mate Marti so we had a nice long civil conversation about her perception of me and what was going on. It was good, we cleared the air on a few things and I don't feel quite so stressed anymore. The whole thing showed me a few things, namely if something is bugging me I need to talk about it. Not hold it in. Not swallow it. Work it out. Talk to someone. Do something. I have a bad tendency of trying to avoid conflict so I swallow any anger issues (before my trying to lose weight it was in the form of Ben & Jerry's New York Superchunk). Sigh. Sometimes you don't see how far down you've gone until someone else holds that mirror up and makes you look in it.
Friday, January 09, 2004
I'm going to be a copycat and start posting Friday Five answers. Sorry Peg, but I just can't resist! These things are addictive...
What one thing are you most looking forward to . . .
1. ...today? Seeing my friends after deadline at one of the local bars.
2. ...over the next week? Counting down to my last day at job #1.
3. ...this year? Officially starting my career as a writer.
4. ...over the next five years? Returning to Ireland for my 30th birthday (only two more years away!)
5. ...for the rest of your life? Visiting new places and meeting new people. There's also my aspiration toward owning a sailboat and living the good life in the Bahamas.
*****
I ment to mention this earlier but I picked up a copy of the Stereophonics' new CD You Gotta Go There To Come Back and it absolutely rocks. The lead singer has a voice that is just so cool, so unique...the highest compliment I can pay him is he reminds me of Bono. Very distinct. My new favorite band. Woo-hoo!
What one thing are you most looking forward to . . .
1. ...today? Seeing my friends after deadline at one of the local bars.
2. ...over the next week? Counting down to my last day at job #1.
3. ...this year? Officially starting my career as a writer.
4. ...over the next five years? Returning to Ireland for my 30th birthday (only two more years away!)
5. ...for the rest of your life? Visiting new places and meeting new people. There's also my aspiration toward owning a sailboat and living the good life in the Bahamas.
*****
I ment to mention this earlier but I picked up a copy of the Stereophonics' new CD You Gotta Go There To Come Back and it absolutely rocks. The lead singer has a voice that is just so cool, so unique...the highest compliment I can pay him is he reminds me of Bono. Very distinct. My new favorite band. Woo-hoo!
Say what you will about Skinimax, Showtime and HBO but they do put out some great series. My guilty indulgience, The Sopranos, will be back in March. I love this show. Now that it's coming back for the final season I feel like an old friend is coming back. You can bet your bippy I'll be out of work early on Sunday's in March.
I had a pretty good laugh this morning at the expense of one of my customers. Let me preface this by saying I am in no way belittling residents of the great state of North Carolina to be mean, this story just proves how perspective effects your view on certain things. That being said, I have a customer in Catawba, NC. My contact in the buying office there called me around 11 a.m. to get some information on a shipment we sent out after I gave him the information we had the following conversation:
Him: "O.k. then, when you find out about the other shipment let me know. We're actually closing down early today because of the snow. It's snowing pretty hard right now."
Agategoddess: "Really? How much are you supposed to get?" - sidebar - I had visions of the kind of snows we get in PA, maybe 6-8".
Him: "Well, they're calling for at least 1/4" of snow so we're all leaving early."
Agategoddess: (Laughing hysterically) "1/4" of snow?! Is that it? No offense but that isn't even enough to get schools delayed around here."
Him: (rather defensively) "Yes well, we don't mess with snow down here. You people up there take your lives into your own hands. It's way too dangerous to be on the road."
Agategoddess: (still chuckling) "O.k., well, drive home safely."
I hung up the phoned and nearly peed my pants I was laughing so hard. Of course, I had to share that with everyone else here in the office. To people that drive through 6" of snow to get to work more than once a winter, leaving early for 1/4" of snow is absurd! Lol, heck, I think I had 1/4" on the windshield of my car this morning. Too funny.
Just remember I have nothing but love for North Carolina (I do have relatives in Durham after all) that was too funny not to share.
Him: "O.k. then, when you find out about the other shipment let me know. We're actually closing down early today because of the snow. It's snowing pretty hard right now."
Agategoddess: "Really? How much are you supposed to get?" - sidebar - I had visions of the kind of snows we get in PA, maybe 6-8".
Him: "Well, they're calling for at least 1/4" of snow so we're all leaving early."
Agategoddess: (Laughing hysterically) "1/4" of snow?! Is that it? No offense but that isn't even enough to get schools delayed around here."
Him: (rather defensively) "Yes well, we don't mess with snow down here. You people up there take your lives into your own hands. It's way too dangerous to be on the road."
Agategoddess: (still chuckling) "O.k., well, drive home safely."
I hung up the phoned and nearly peed my pants I was laughing so hard. Of course, I had to share that with everyone else here in the office. To people that drive through 6" of snow to get to work more than once a winter, leaving early for 1/4" of snow is absurd! Lol, heck, I think I had 1/4" on the windshield of my car this morning. Too funny.
Just remember I have nothing but love for North Carolina (I do have relatives in Durham after all) that was too funny not to share.
Wednesday, January 07, 2004
Countdown to departure, 16 days. Only 16 more days between myself and the sweet taste of freedom. Ahhh...let me enjoy that thought for a moment...so nice to day dream about the moment I walk out of here. Brings a sadistic little smile to my face.
Last night at job #2 I got chewed out by my sports editor. Apparently I made a few boo-boo's when I laid out the page last week. Now, I do understand the need for accuracy when putting together a newspaper. Proof reading is important in all aspects from writing to taking agate to putting together a page, however, I had no idea one of my co-workers was such a snitchy little sellout! My editor got on my case because I sent the page before it was fully proofed but in my defense we were dangerously close to missing deadline ( I had like 4 minutes to push the button or else) and I know how much trouble we get in for missing deadline. I could have sold out said co-worker as well by telling my editor that he didn't get me the high school package until 5 minutes before I went to the paginators but I didn't. Why, because I'm not a snitchy little kiss ass. The whole episode put me in a bad mood for the rest of the night. I didn't bother doing the page either, I had said co-worker do it. He's so freaking perfect all the time, let him handle it.
We'll just chalk last night up as my thin skinned and reactive moment for the week and let it go at that. I'll work out the tension at the gym after work. Tonight is a session on the eliptical and some lower body strength training. Hopefully I'll be able to come home and get some bills done while I watch Ed and The West Wing. It's been so long since I've seen either show, I hope Room mate Marti is out of the apartment tonight so I can watch them in peace. Nah, my luck isn't that good.
Last night at job #2 I got chewed out by my sports editor. Apparently I made a few boo-boo's when I laid out the page last week. Now, I do understand the need for accuracy when putting together a newspaper. Proof reading is important in all aspects from writing to taking agate to putting together a page, however, I had no idea one of my co-workers was such a snitchy little sellout! My editor got on my case because I sent the page before it was fully proofed but in my defense we were dangerously close to missing deadline ( I had like 4 minutes to push the button or else) and I know how much trouble we get in for missing deadline. I could have sold out said co-worker as well by telling my editor that he didn't get me the high school package until 5 minutes before I went to the paginators but I didn't. Why, because I'm not a snitchy little kiss ass. The whole episode put me in a bad mood for the rest of the night. I didn't bother doing the page either, I had said co-worker do it. He's so freaking perfect all the time, let him handle it.
We'll just chalk last night up as my thin skinned and reactive moment for the week and let it go at that. I'll work out the tension at the gym after work. Tonight is a session on the eliptical and some lower body strength training. Hopefully I'll be able to come home and get some bills done while I watch Ed and The West Wing. It's been so long since I've seen either show, I hope Room mate Marti is out of the apartment tonight so I can watch them in peace. Nah, my luck isn't that good.
Tuesday, January 06, 2004
A legendary character actor passed away recently. In case you missed it, Wilson (AKA Earl Hindman) from "Home Improvement" died last week. I still love watching that show in reruns. My family watched it religiously every Tuesday night. Good times, good times.
Sorry for the lull in posting. A very busy weekend combined with a surprise visit by my friend Leslie kept me away from the computer. I could have posted Sunday at work but I was busy with stories and didn't get the chance. Jeez I love the way that sounds. Busy with stories. Has a very nice ring to it. Yesterday I handed in the resignation. The reactions were varied. My immediate boss just kind of looked over the letter twice, looked up and replied "I kind of thought this was coming. Well, I hope you're happy with your writing." that was about it from her. Co-worker Jill got this frightened deer in the headlights look. The accounting ladies ran the gamut from sincerely sorry to see me go to how fast can you get out the door. Oh well, I won't miss dealing with them. They were the cement around my feet. My customers were the goons ready to push me into the river. Don't need to worry about that anymore! Woo-hoo! This whole thing is bringing such a sense of relief. I didn't realize how much I hated job #1.
Leslie breezed into town Sunday. She's on break from Seton Hall Law School until January 22 (must be nice). Last night she made dinner for Bob and I as well as her boyfriend Michael. Nice guy. I only really got to hang out with him a little bit prior to dinner but we had some good conversation and fun after we ate. Not bad for a 22 year old. Lol, only Leslie. I had my chance to pick up a younger guy. Lyzz and I went out for a drink at a local bar called Grandfaloons Friday after deadline. It used to be an older crowd, mainly people in their thirties, forties, etc. Not your local college bar. We walked in and couldn't believe the number of college students in there! It was crazy. Anyway, we seated ourselves at the end of the bar and started drinking our first round. Soon these two guys came over and started chatting us up, one who was really drunk T.J. kept insisting Lyzz feel his muscles. The other, Gabriel was very nice. Cute too. But very young. Don't ask me why but I have this thing against guys that are closer to my sister's age (she's 20) than my own. I don't know. It's unfair to them, for sure, and excludes a large part of the dating pool for me but it just seems a little weird to me. I don't know, it's more my problem than theirs.
Exercise wise I'm doing a lot better. I started the Couch 2 5k (or C25K) program again. The intention is for me to be able to run, yes I said run, a 5k sometime in Spring. If I can find the link again I'll post on here. It really is a good program for anyone who may not consider themselves a runner but are interested in getting started. Heck, I was always the girl in gym class that started off running the President's Physical Fitness Test mile but stopped after the first curve on the track and walked it. Lol, I think my best time ever was like 15 minutes. I hated that stupid test. The only real thing I could do was the sit ups.
Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, I changed my haircolor again. From blond to red. I know, I know. I said earlier that I wanted to let all of the previous coloring grow out before I did it again. Oh well. My hair. I needed a change. Nothing like totally giving yourself a new do to change your outlook on life.
Leslie breezed into town Sunday. She's on break from Seton Hall Law School until January 22 (must be nice). Last night she made dinner for Bob and I as well as her boyfriend Michael. Nice guy. I only really got to hang out with him a little bit prior to dinner but we had some good conversation and fun after we ate. Not bad for a 22 year old. Lol, only Leslie. I had my chance to pick up a younger guy. Lyzz and I went out for a drink at a local bar called Grandfaloons Friday after deadline. It used to be an older crowd, mainly people in their thirties, forties, etc. Not your local college bar. We walked in and couldn't believe the number of college students in there! It was crazy. Anyway, we seated ourselves at the end of the bar and started drinking our first round. Soon these two guys came over and started chatting us up, one who was really drunk T.J. kept insisting Lyzz feel his muscles. The other, Gabriel was very nice. Cute too. But very young. Don't ask me why but I have this thing against guys that are closer to my sister's age (she's 20) than my own. I don't know. It's unfair to them, for sure, and excludes a large part of the dating pool for me but it just seems a little weird to me. I don't know, it's more my problem than theirs.
Exercise wise I'm doing a lot better. I started the Couch 2 5k (or C25K) program again. The intention is for me to be able to run, yes I said run, a 5k sometime in Spring. If I can find the link again I'll post on here. It really is a good program for anyone who may not consider themselves a runner but are interested in getting started. Heck, I was always the girl in gym class that started off running the President's Physical Fitness Test mile but stopped after the first curve on the track and walked it. Lol, I think my best time ever was like 15 minutes. I hated that stupid test. The only real thing I could do was the sit ups.
Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, I changed my haircolor again. From blond to red. I know, I know. I said earlier that I wanted to let all of the previous coloring grow out before I did it again. Oh well. My hair. I needed a change. Nothing like totally giving yourself a new do to change your outlook on life.
Thursday, January 01, 2004
Just a quick note to wish you all a very happy New Year! Hope everyone had a fun and safe time last night. As I said yesterday, my night was very uneventful. Some friends came over to the apartment and we just hung out, drank a little and watched Dick Clark. Lol, in fact the most excitement we had was waiting to see if Room mate Marti's text message was going to pop up on Fox's New Year's Eve special. Lol, we're such teenagers sometimes.
Today is quiet. I actually got to sleep in until 10 a.m. Very nice. Don't get to do that too often. Actually, I don't have anything planned for the rest of my day. Stopped at job #2 (soon to be job #1) to write an obit story for Sunday. I'm just getting ready to leave and head to Target. No real reason why I'm going. Although I do need a new pair of gloves. O.k., so there's my reason.
Have a good weekend everyone and I'll catch you later.
Today is quiet. I actually got to sleep in until 10 a.m. Very nice. Don't get to do that too often. Actually, I don't have anything planned for the rest of my day. Stopped at job #2 (soon to be job #1) to write an obit story for Sunday. I'm just getting ready to leave and head to Target. No real reason why I'm going. Although I do need a new pair of gloves. O.k., so there's my reason.
Have a good weekend everyone and I'll catch you later.