Tip of the day:
Don't eat at any chinese buffet which calls itself the "Best Value in Town." You will end up sweating beads and sitting/laying on the couch for the rest of the night just waiting to die. And it's not good for a hangover.
Yeah yeah so the hangover was gone by about 11 this morning, but all I'm saying is English muffins and lox (cream cheese and salmon) simply do nothing for curing the nausea which comes with mixing tequila and rum. It was a good idea at the time! (Do you have a flag?)
Anyway, for a comment that should make everyone involved highly uncomfortable (and perhaps risk running off my boyfriend - which could be happening regardless) - the situations of all my friends as compared to mine completely irk me. Alright, so Babcia tells me that I shouldn't compare other people's situations, love or otherwise to my own since I am usually in completely different circumstances in the first place, which is certainly true with my love life.
What brings this up? The fact that it seems that everyone I know is in a seriously committed, mature relationship and I am not. Now, this is not to say that we are (a) not committed, or (b) not mature, but all of my friends seem to be either living together or married, save a couple. All his friends are either in our status (I kinda assume, as I never hang out with his friends...) or single.
Okay, yeah, so this can be a little frustrating for a girl, especially one who has been craving stability for at least a year. But, our situation is a tad different than everyone else's, mainly in these two aspects: (1) We're in a long distance relationship of a whopping 5 hours (he's in MI) and (2) Both of us are still in school. In those respective states. So while I crave stability, I'm not even in the state to actually have that in the first place - so I know it's going to be at least 2 years no matter who I'm with. And while I'm glad others are happy getting married in the middle of school, I know I just can't do that.
I suppose I should minimize the risk of being told "Uhh Hey Michelle. I've had a good time with you, but I just don't think we should see each other because you're SCARY" by making a disclaimer: I'm not interested in marriage at this time. I'm just jealous that others have seemed to further (is that the word?) their lives in ways that I cannot. Suffice it to say that I feel that I've plateaued at being a perma-student who earns a mere $10/hr and that I will die alone, eaten by wild dogs.
Apparently a thing that comes with a mild case of food poisoning is a serious case of verbal diarrhea. Let's hope no one reads this.
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Raw fish is good for the soul!
Sushi and wine have to be the best combination in the world- especially after a stressful week of stuffing envelopes and getting yelled at about "duplicates" and people not doing their job, and blah blah blah...speaking of which, apparently I need an attitude adjustment.
It seems the boys are starting to complain about my response to being given work - I'm being told I grunt, say something smart-ass, or whatever. It's true - and it's not intentional - and I think it's a response to not having a break at all this summer, and the fact that the people giving the work are generally sitting on their ass doing nothing while I'm doing 3 things at once. Maybe I'm just negative and having an "ego-trip" like I'm being told. I don't know. In any case, I suppose I should work on that if I want to keep my job - right? Cause the only way you can keep your job is if people like working with you...regardless of the quality of work you put out in the first place. This is very odd to me, because generally I don't have a problem with people since I'm usually pleasant and all that. Maybe I've just gone hateful.
Also, we're in the middle of the whole political fundraiser going on next weekend (what's sad is I didn't put his name so my page couldn't be googled - which is in the dictionary btw)and finally managed to get the invitations out - all 1,100 of them! Yayyy!!! I'm halfway excited about it, and I'm halfway tired - but all in all I think it's a good experience and probably better than the 8 weeks I spent studying for finals that I probably did mediocre on. :)
Another awesome thing is I managed to get in touch with a couple of friends from high school within the last week - and that excites me so much! I've missed them, and I'd like to see them again. By a couple, I mean 4 - including my hs boyfriend and his wife, who were both best friends of mine in school. I hope I get to see them soon - it would be kind of nice to remind myself of where I come from.
School in 2 weeks again! Ack!
It seems the boys are starting to complain about my response to being given work - I'm being told I grunt, say something smart-ass, or whatever. It's true - and it's not intentional - and I think it's a response to not having a break at all this summer, and the fact that the people giving the work are generally sitting on their ass doing nothing while I'm doing 3 things at once. Maybe I'm just negative and having an "ego-trip" like I'm being told. I don't know. In any case, I suppose I should work on that if I want to keep my job - right? Cause the only way you can keep your job is if people like working with you...regardless of the quality of work you put out in the first place. This is very odd to me, because generally I don't have a problem with people since I'm usually pleasant and all that. Maybe I've just gone hateful.
Also, we're in the middle of the whole political fundraiser going on next weekend (what's sad is I didn't put his name so my page couldn't be googled - which is in the dictionary btw)and finally managed to get the invitations out - all 1,100 of them! Yayyy!!! I'm halfway excited about it, and I'm halfway tired - but all in all I think it's a good experience and probably better than the 8 weeks I spent studying for finals that I probably did mediocre on. :)
Another awesome thing is I managed to get in touch with a couple of friends from high school within the last week - and that excites me so much! I've missed them, and I'd like to see them again. By a couple, I mean 4 - including my hs boyfriend and his wife, who were both best friends of mine in school. I hope I get to see them soon - it would be kind of nice to remind myself of where I come from.
School in 2 weeks again! Ack!
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
I hit six squirrels, five windshields, and 4 birds! I'm awesome!
Alright so it's time for my first bi-weekly (bi-monthly? I don't know. First post of 2 a month) post. And I suppose that everything can be summed up into one sentence:
My family is crazy.
Not just odd, slightly goofy crazy - I think they might be legitimately crazy. Who knows? Most of you have heard this, and those of you who haven't, I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch for a while. Things have been hectic what with work, school, and trying to keep up with my Dziadzius' in and out ride in the hospital as well as seeing mysterious people out of state.
In any case, back to the crazyness. Obviously first on the list is that Dziadzius has decided to make it part of his annual schedule to go into the hospital in about late May, early June. He's been in the hospital for about a month and a half now - he'll be fine, it's just stressful, obviously. So much so last week I went nuts when I thought I wouldn't be able to go out of town because my dad was going to be here...maybe I'm the crazy one.
Which comes to Crazy Story #2: My dad got married. That's right. I have a stepmom and stepsisters. Enough said.
Crazy Story #3: My mother is obsessed with her love life.
Ahh the experience of being a divorced child. I hope they don't see this. lol
Anyway, I should probably go to bed eventually. Other than the crazy family talk, I've had a really good week - I did manage to go out of state, and it was great! It was nice to see the K-Fed after not seeing him for a while, and it was good to actually get outside, where the fluorescent lights can't sap out the color from my skin.
Obviously this is one of my less interesting posts, with lots of "daily info" and little bitchy ranting. Maybe next time I'll have something more interesting to say, but I should probably get to bed. I've taken up walking across the river to work, and that requires getting up earlier!
My family is crazy.
Not just odd, slightly goofy crazy - I think they might be legitimately crazy. Who knows? Most of you have heard this, and those of you who haven't, I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch for a while. Things have been hectic what with work, school, and trying to keep up with my Dziadzius' in and out ride in the hospital as well as seeing mysterious people out of state.
In any case, back to the crazyness. Obviously first on the list is that Dziadzius has decided to make it part of his annual schedule to go into the hospital in about late May, early June. He's been in the hospital for about a month and a half now - he'll be fine, it's just stressful, obviously. So much so last week I went nuts when I thought I wouldn't be able to go out of town because my dad was going to be here...maybe I'm the crazy one.
Which comes to Crazy Story #2: My dad got married. That's right. I have a stepmom and stepsisters. Enough said.
Crazy Story #3: My mother is obsessed with her love life.
Ahh the experience of being a divorced child. I hope they don't see this. lol
Anyway, I should probably go to bed eventually. Other than the crazy family talk, I've had a really good week - I did manage to go out of state, and it was great! It was nice to see the K-Fed after not seeing him for a while, and it was good to actually get outside, where the fluorescent lights can't sap out the color from my skin.
Obviously this is one of my less interesting posts, with lots of "daily info" and little bitchy ranting. Maybe next time I'll have something more interesting to say, but I should probably get to bed. I've taken up walking across the river to work, and that requires getting up earlier!
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Monday, June 19, 2006
Die Deutsche kommen! Die Deutsche kommen!
Ich bin schlaffig. Ich musse zur mein Bett gehen!! Und so, Ich schlaffe. *zonk*
Yeah I know that was the worst German ever seen/heard.... I dun cur. So as I haven't written anything in here in a while, I should probably list my latest diatribe. *Dana you've already heard this, so you can feel free to just ignore.*
Diatribe #180,000
There's this new show on tv, called "How to get the Guy." And there's an article in Cosmo about "How to get the guy in 30 days." What the crap?? Aren't we supposed to think that we're independent, confident, self-sufficient women who don't spend our time trying to trap men and make them date us?? How desperate does the media think we are?
And where are these girls that listen? Please tell me, because if I find them, I will smack the sense back into them. Seriously - boys are great - really they are. And I suppose I can't say entirely too much because I'm with a boy. But there's a difference between normal girls with boyfriends (Not that I'm normal. Come on, I talk to hairbrushes) and scary girls who make 30 day plans to "catch their man." Like they're fish.
You know what? If you look that desperate, you're not going to get a guy anyway. So why try? Girls should be concentrating on making themselves happy and doing what they want/need to do, and stop concentrating on being part of that all important item.
There is more to life then pursuing the ultimate marriage with babies and strollers. You know what that life comes with? Baby puke and mortgages. And who wants baby puke? I'll just give the kids candy and send them home to their moms for now. Let them puke on them. This whole situation is about as bad as going to college to get a husband. Uggh.
End of Diatribe #180,000
On to other things:
I had an awesome time in Michigan this weekend, complete with the attempt to go to Gizzard Fest. That didn't quite work out so well, and as we had really high expectations of the event it was a little disappointing. But that's alright. I also have a new foot tattoo - it's really sexy - I know K-Fed likes it! He likes it so much he thinks I should throw my shoes out! ;) (It burns it burns!)
Let's see, what else....I got new office manager duties (mind you, not the promotion or the raise that comes with it. I can't get that while I'm working part-time) and today was my first day with the new responsibilities, and I about had a heart attack. I saw stuff on my desk that I had never really done before...but hopefully I figured it out. Needless to say, I feel slightly overwhelmed but then again I think I'll be fine eventually.
Okay I seriously am going to bed now. Early morning tomorrow and I KNOW the sun really will shine in my window and wake me up. :)
Yeah I know that was the worst German ever seen/heard.... I dun cur. So as I haven't written anything in here in a while, I should probably list my latest diatribe. *Dana you've already heard this, so you can feel free to just ignore.*
Diatribe #180,000
There's this new show on tv, called "How to get the Guy." And there's an article in Cosmo about "How to get the guy in 30 days." What the crap?? Aren't we supposed to think that we're independent, confident, self-sufficient women who don't spend our time trying to trap men and make them date us?? How desperate does the media think we are?
And where are these girls that listen? Please tell me, because if I find them, I will smack the sense back into them. Seriously - boys are great - really they are. And I suppose I can't say entirely too much because I'm with a boy. But there's a difference between normal girls with boyfriends (Not that I'm normal. Come on, I talk to hairbrushes) and scary girls who make 30 day plans to "catch their man." Like they're fish.
You know what? If you look that desperate, you're not going to get a guy anyway. So why try? Girls should be concentrating on making themselves happy and doing what they want/need to do, and stop concentrating on being part of that all important item.
There is more to life then pursuing the ultimate marriage with babies and strollers. You know what that life comes with? Baby puke and mortgages. And who wants baby puke? I'll just give the kids candy and send them home to their moms for now. Let them puke on them. This whole situation is about as bad as going to college to get a husband. Uggh.
End of Diatribe #180,000
On to other things:
I had an awesome time in Michigan this weekend, complete with the attempt to go to Gizzard Fest. That didn't quite work out so well, and as we had really high expectations of the event it was a little disappointing. But that's alright. I also have a new foot tattoo - it's really sexy - I know K-Fed likes it! He likes it so much he thinks I should throw my shoes out! ;) (It burns it burns!)
Let's see, what else....I got new office manager duties (mind you, not the promotion or the raise that comes with it. I can't get that while I'm working part-time) and today was my first day with the new responsibilities, and I about had a heart attack. I saw stuff on my desk that I had never really done before...but hopefully I figured it out. Needless to say, I feel slightly overwhelmed but then again I think I'll be fine eventually.
Okay I seriously am going to bed now. Early morning tomorrow and I KNOW the sun really will shine in my window and wake me up. :)
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