I Remember

I remembered the other stuff I was going to talk about.

First: read this article to find out what people are up to in good ol' Detroit Rock City. Burying the N-word?! Sweet!

Second: I went to see the new Lindsay Lohan movie I Know Who Killed Me while I was home in Detroit. My brief review: the movie had a pretty good premise and idea behind it, but the acting was horrible, some of the stuff they decided to do during the movie was cheesy, and it left me with the feeling that the movie was just an excuse to let Lindsay Lohan play a stripper. But that's just me. Oh and it was really gory and scary. I must say that I liked Dakota better than Aubrey though.

The Bitterness...Back So Soon?

Well, back to work today...back from vacation. Back from Michigan. Ugh. I only worked out one day and I ate enough for an entire army. Needless to say, I need to hit the gym today bigtime. I'm also going to have to starve myself for a couple days so my stomach shrinks back to its normal size. I'm telling you, I didn't feel the sensation of hunger ONCE the whole time I was home. I will never do that again. It's nasty.

Besides that, I had an awesome time while I was home and I did not want it to be over. I am glad to be back though since I got to see Joe and also I am no longer living out of a suitcase with limited clothes and shoes to choose from. Ha ha. I find I get really annoyed by wearing the same shoes a million times when I am traveling.

I am already bitter again about being back to work today. I need to marry a millionaire so I don't have to work anymore. Or at least I could do a fun job, that maybe doesn't pay so well. Know any millionaires?

Only 24 more days until I get to go home again. And this time Joe is coming with me.

I feel like there was something else I was going to talk about but now I don't remember what it was.

This Makes Me Sick

Michael Vick, what the f*&k is wrong with you?! Read this article. Someone who kills 8 dogs deserves to be punished severely. WTF?!?!?!?!

I have to say that there is no end to the embarassment that Michael Vick and his brother have caused to all those associated with him.

Not Exactly a Ray of Sunshine

Well, I finished watching Ray this afternoon...finally. It was so loooooooooooooooooong. Ridiculous. I don't understand why movies are so long these days. I think 2 hours should be the absolute maximum that a movie should ever be in length.

I didn't really have an opinion of Ray Charles before this movie, but I must say that it didn't cast him in the best light. He was basically a heroin addict and chronically cheated on his wife pretty much every chance he got - which means a lot since he was a celebrity, and for some reason there are idiot girls out there that will drop their pants for any asshole who is a celebrity no matter how gross he is. WTF?

I am so glad to be back from Pennsylvania. It took forever for me to get there and back because of traffic. I finally reached my breaking point sometime around Maryland and I was about to blow up if the stupid cars didn't get out of my way. Needless to say, I went for a run for some stress relief when I got home. My shins want to die and I am pissed. That means I need to take like a week off from running and ice them like crazy so they can heal.

Ugh. I gotta go pack. I hate packing. At least it is for a good cause. TOMORROW I GET TO SEE MY MOMMY!

Whoa

So, this is my 528th post. Crazy, huh?

I know I've said this before, but Cute Overload is like, totally the best website ever and makes me laugh every single time I go to it. Hee hee.

Well, I got home from work pretty early but I still have tons to do. I have to get ready to go to work in Pennsylvania tomorrow. And I have to do this career development thingie for work. I don't really feel like it, but I suppose it must be done.

I cannot wait until Friday! 3 days left until Detroit!! Woo hoo!!!

Another Fairy Tale?

Once upon a time in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle.

The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: "Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I will turn back into the dapper, young prince that I am. Then, my sweet, we can marry and set up housekeeping in your castle with my mother, where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so."

That night, as the princess dined sumptuously on lightly sautéed frog legs seasoned in a white wine and onion (lactose-free) cream sauce, she chuckled and thought to herself: "I don't fucking think so."

So, this fairy tale begs the question...why did the witch turn him into a frog in the first place? He must have done something pretty fucked up to deserve that. Lessons learned, ladies...

Scary.

Gorgeous

Up Early

Up early for a Saturday.

The not thinking, just drinking isn't going so well. I can't stop. I'll try harder today.

The National's game last night was a lot of fun, other than the fact that we lost. Boo. :(

Tonight we are going to go over to Alan and Justin's for dinner and then go to party later on. It should be a fun night! :)

No Thinking, Just Drinking!!

I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SICK OF THINKING AND TALKING ABOUT SERIOUS THINGS!


THEREFORE, THIS WEEKEND (AND NEXT WEEKED, DAMNIT), I AM ENFORCING A BAN ON ALL THINKING. IN EVERY CASE WHERE THINKING MAY OCCUR, IT WILL THEREFORE BE REPLACED BY DRINKING. AND I'M NOT TALKIN' 'BOUT CRYSTAL LIGHT, BITCHES. I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT HARD LIQUOUR MIXED WITH POP OR FRUIT JUICES. OR, I GUESS, MIXED WITH CRYSTAL LIGHT. HA HA.



On that note, that means that I cannot tell you about the fucked up bullshit that went down at work this week. So, I will tell you that overall it was a good week, save a few minor instances that made me want to run screaming like a banshee up and down the halls.



Last night I went out to dinner with Alan at Red Robyn. We had tons of fun and it had been way too long since we had gotten together. Tonight Joe and I are going to go to another Nationals game. Then hopefully we will be getting together with Justin and Alan afterwards for a drink or two. Tomorrow I don't really have much planned. I have to pick up my bridesmaid's dress from the tailor, work out, and then I plan to sit on my sweet ass at the pool for the remainder of the day. It will be very nice. Oh and I have a copy of the Harry Potter book on reserve so I'll probably go pick that up sometime. It comes out today, right?


I AM SO HAPPY IT IS FRIDAY!!!!



OH AND JOE GAVE ME ROSES YESTERDAY!!! :O)

Wiggle Your Big Toe...Hard Part's Over!

I did my briefing today and it went really well! Yay! My manager came by my desk just to tell me that I did a good job! He is seriously the best manager ever. So I got that going for me. Which is nice.

So now I can breathe a sigh of relief. The rest of the week should be a breeze. :o) Watch, now that I said that, something f-ed up will probably happen.

I bought my ticket to come home today. I cannot wait. It will be so nice to get out of here for a weekend and just have a breather from everything. I really need it.

Well, I don't really have much to talk about. Jessi came over tonight and I made stuffed peppers and potatoes for dinner. It turned out really good and I was really proud of myself. Just call me Emeril.

Alright I really have to go to bed because I have to be up at 6:10 so I get there in time for the Fun Run. Why did I sign up for another 7:30 a.m. race?

Better Day

Well my day was pretty good today, although I was sooooooooooo busy all day I could barely stand it. I worked 10 hours again. My first briefing went well, so that was good. Jessi said that I didn't even sound nervous! And I was shaking in my little space boots! I have to give another briefing tomorrow, too. Once tomorrow is over I will feel so much better. Although I still have a million things to do. Ugh.

I still haven't gotten a chance to watch my movie. Grr. I have to go do yoga now. THEN hopefully watch my movie!

Sorry this post is boring!

Am I a Horrible Person? - Part 2

Okay... I thought of something else. Am I an awful person because I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sick of hearing about peoples' engagements, weddings, babies and wedded bliss?!

I mean, not obvioulsy my girlfriends, because I am happy for them. But everybody else WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!?!?

Am I a Horrible Person?

Am I a horrible person? Do I have bad karma? Did I do something in a past life that has caused me to deserve this ridiculousness that I have been going through lately?

You know, I pretty much know the answers to those questions but sometimes you just have to ask them on your blog so all of your friends can tell you that you're not a horrible person or doomed to live a miserable life.

I had a semi-okay day today. I was insanely busy at work all day, but I feel a little calmer about my to-do list after I worked today for 10 hours. But then as soon as I left work I cried again. Wtf? I am not going to go into it.

Now I have to go grocery shopping because I have absolutely no food in my house at all. Then I have to work out. I'm running another race this week. It's really just a fun run but I am excited. It starts at 7 a.m. again. Again, the question in that case is if I am really crazy or not.

I think I might watch Ray tonight finally. I'll let you know how it is.

All Mixed Up

I have never been so confused in all my life about how I feel and what I want. It's really starting to get annoying. With that in mind, I think I am going to be going home to Michigan again soon. Probably the last week of July. I really don't want to end up a statistic, so I decided that it would be a good idea for me to just get the hell out of here for a weekend.

I am already dreading going back to work tomorrow. It makes me sick to think about it. Literally nauseated. Ugh.

I better go do yoga to try to calm myself.

Just What I Needed

Wooo Hooo! I went out last night with a bunch of friends and went dancing. It was so much fun, and exactly what I needed. Every time I start to stress about work this weekend, I am not allowing myself to think about it. And that's that.

Anyhoo, since we drank and partied pretty hard last night, I think tonight is going to be a pretty low key night. Probably dinner and a movie. I got Ray from Netflix today and I am excited to watch it. So maybe we'll do that.

:o)

Oh and I didn't cry today again! I know it is only 5 p.m. but so far so good! :o)

Stressed to the Max

Ohmigod I am so stressed at work I could die. I was only supposed to work 5.5 hours today and I worked 7.5. I don't like working longer than I am supposed to. But I had so much to do that I knew I would stress about it all weekend if I didn't do some of it before I went home. Next week I have to brief all of the senior government in my division about my project. Needless to say, this is making me want to slit my wrists. I think I know my stuff, but there are still some questions I need to get answered and I hate waiting until the last minute. Plus I have a thousand other things on my to-do list. Ugh. I can't talk about it anymore. I was so stressed when I left work I was seriously sick to my stomach. Every time I get stressed about work I just wonder how my sister handles the stress of being a doctor. I mean, she saves lives, and I'm having kittens about giving a fucking briefing?

I need an enormous Mojito right now.

Oh, I didn't cry today!

Oh, and Lindsay shared this article with me today. Food for thought.

Today Was Better

Well, today was a little better. I still cried though. Not full fledged crying, so it was a step in the right direction. I was sooooooo busy at work all day. And I worked 10.5 hours. That is a long time to spend in The Place Also Known As Hell.

Went to see Harry Potter tonight. It was really really good. Much better than the last one.

Look For Me On the News

I haven't killed myself yet but I might kill some other people, so look for me on the news.

I'm going to start keeping a calendar of all the days that I spend crying. So today is day four. I cried Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Like 4 times each day. Today I finally went to talk to my manager about how I hate my job. He convinced me not to quit and told me to go home for the rest of the day. The thing that sucks: I unfortunately have to go back tomorrow.

The only thing cheering me up at this point is that every night there are super loud tree frogs ribbiting outside my windows and it is funny. For now. Chrissy would like it.

Well, I have nothing else to complain about so I shall bid you adieu.

Margnially Better

It's really sad when you would rather spend the day in a hospital heavily sedated with people cutting you up than go to work. Or is that normal? I don't know. So the good news is, I got to take a sick day today and have a vaca from dealing with work. Yay. Everyone needs a break now and then. Even if it does come at a price.

My night did not get any better after I got done posting yesterday. The dealership called me at 10:30 to say my car was ready. Then I went to bed and proceeded to have nightmares all night about Joe cheating on me. Why? I have no idea. But I woke up crying like 100 fucking times and was suicidal when I woke up. It was great. When I decided I was sick of torturing myself, I got up and went to pick up my car, to the tune of 354 bucks. Great. My fucking nice new brakes are wonderful, if you wanted to know. At least I got a fucking car wash out of it.

So now I am sitting on my couch, watching Dreamgirls. It's pretty good...other than the fact that I have been on Beyonce overload for about...oh...four fucking years now. I swear that bitch is everywhere. Go her. I'm glad someone is fucking rich and happy. Lemme tell you, that girl from Amercian Idol has an amazing voice.

For the rest of the night I plan to sit here on my lazy ass and try to distract myself from my fucking miserable life. Good luck to me.

Could This Day Go Any SLOWER?!

I am sitting here watching the clock and I sooooo want to leave. It is a crime to be inside on a day as gorgeous as this. I should be at the pool, baking in the sun, reading my book, and enjoying a fruity alcoholic beverage. That sounds far superior to sitting here, in the freezing cold air conditioning, INSIDE, wanting to die. Grr. I don't really have anything super fun planned for this weekend, unfortunately. I guess I am just going to pay it by ear and see what comes up. That's the best way sometime. Well, I WILL be getting my pool time, at some point, that's for sure.

Anyway, did you hear about Britney Spears' new story about why she attacked that reporter's car with an umbrella? Well, if not....here is a link to the story! She said she got carried away with a role she was preparing for in a movie. Wait a minute...she said ROLL, not ROLE. Whaddaya know, she didn't get the part! Hey guess what, I'm preparing for a role about an engineer that doesn't want to be at work, and beats up her computer with an umbrella. Sweet! That is such a great excuse! Lay off the crack!

Work Shmirk

Well, I had a really lazy 4th of July. Joe and I forced ourselves to work out. Then we went out to lunch at Red, Hot & Blue. It was yummy. They don't have them in Michigan, I don't think. Then, Joe wasn't feeling so well so we took naps. Then we watched a movie, The Ninth Gate. It was really good. It has Johnny Depp in it. I'm still trying to figure out why some girls think he is attractive. He always looks like he is in desperate need of a burger and some gym time (skiiiiiiiiiiiiiiny), and in very desperate need of a shave and a shower (diiiiiiirrrrrrty). Puh-lease someone help him. Besides some of the really horrible acting, it was a pretty interesting movie overall. The weather here sucked, there were thunderstorms and tornado warnings and stuff, so we didn't even go see fireworks. It was so muggy, hot, and gross. Plus, we sat outside at lunch and I got bitten about a million bugs (bugs love me), so I was NOT in the mood to be bitten to death again.

Well, I plan to spend some time today looking for some cheap plane tickets. I either want to go to Las Vegas, Detroit, or Los Angeles. I want to go visit my friends. I miss them. A lot. And I am sick of Virginia. Hopefully I will be able to convince either Joe or one of my girlfriends from here to go with me, because that will make it extra lots of fun.

On another note, I thought that this fairy tale deserved to be posted again, because I love it.

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?" The girl said,"NO!" And the girl lived happily ever after and went shopping, dancing, camping, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, had sex with whomever she pleased... did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn't get fat, traveled more, had many boyfriends, saved more money, had all the hot water to herself, and never had pubic hairs under the toilet seat lid.

She watched chick flicks, never football, never wore fricken lacy lingerie that went up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants, and burped, swore and farted all the time.

THE END

He Has a Point...Kind Of

Well. Isiah Washington has done it again...but this time I think he kind of has a point. Or two. Here is an article about what he said.

I obviously think he is a total idiot for all of the mean comments that he has said, and continues to say. It is just stupid.

But in his recent interview. he pointed out that the fact that the-network-was-saying-that-they-were-going-to-send-him-to-rehab-for-homophobia is a total crock of crap. Um, the only appropriate word for that is....DUH!! Who has ever heard of that and who would ever even think that that was possible? I mean, there could maybe be some kind of , I don't know, education thing. Maybe. Because people who make comments like that are obviously ignorant. But rehab? Huh? What is it with the rehab lately?

Secondly, I don't know if I really agree with the reasoning that he can't be forgiven just because he is black...but why isn't he being forgiven? I mean, yes it was totally wrong. I don't forgive him personally. But we're talking about hollywood here, land of relaxed morals and totally-living-outside-of-reality-ism. So, my point is...remember not too long ago when Mel Gibson went on the anti-semitic tirade ? And remember when Michael Richards went on a racist tirade? Sooooooo....my point is, why is everybody making an even BIGGER deal about this, while Mel Gibson's and Michael Richards' stupidity was dropped so quickly? I mean, well, I guess maybe because Isiah keeps bringing it up? Who knows?