In My Head

This is my brain on a daily basis

This is why it wants to explode on a daily basis.

How do you guys stay sane?!

Besides to do lists...I have like, four.

Spring-y

Or not. Hey end of April, why are your temperatures in the single digits? It's been 38 days since spring 'officially' began and it is taking its sweet ass time actually getting here. To Toronto at least.

It's a good thing I didn't post my why I am excited for Spring list back then because I'd still be waiting to do all of those things.

But guys, it's almost May. This shitty weather is going to have to end sooner, not later, so I'm going to go ahead and get pumped up!

Why I was am pumped for Spring:

*No more layers! Or at least, far fewer layers
*IWearing all my cute flats
*Starting to be nice enough for the coveted patio weather!
*Spring flowers
*Bicycle buying for summer bicycle riding
*Not freezing to death at the bus stop
*More sunny days
*Longer days aka it's not dark when I leave work

What is your favourite part of spring? Have you actually felt springtime yet?

It's OK Thursday - 12.06

I'm linking up with Neely & Amber today, because unfortunately it has been another one of those weeks. I'm less than impressed.

It's OK...

- that I don't get to see my mom on her birthday...just the reality of living in different cities

- that my motivation continues to sink

- that I'm probably going to overspend on Christmas gifts

- that I just don't have the time to catch up with old friends that I no longer have anything in common with

- that some days I kind of hope that the Mayan armageddon is true

- that Traditional Christmas songs are still my favourite

- that I let Coco sleep in my room at night even though she wakes me up sometimes

- that I can't be bothered to worry about what I'm eating during the month of December

- that this post is a little bit negative & very random

Happy almost TGIF :)

Humpity Hump Day

It's definitely Wednesday. My day started with Googling the following:

"how much should you save up before quitting your job"

Which resulted in going through this post:

6 Questions You Must Answer Before Quitting Your Job

It was 100% what I was looking for. However, definitely not what I wanted to hear.

I don't have a plan. Not at all. I would love to be an entrepreneur but I've always known I'm not quite right for that - not a riks-taker & quite frankly I have zero ideas.

The only answer I have is to 'travel Europe'. But that's my answer every time I want to runaway from my problems life.

My perfect job involves what I love most & do best - social media & business. Not sure where to find it though, or whether it will pay the bills.

How do I start looking without even knowing what I'm looking for? Can't someone do it for me? That would be perfect.

On the bright side, if none of that works out I guess I can always rely on being a 'stunt' double for this guy:

 

Happy #HumpDay!

Dear old man Winter...

...what the fuck? If there was an Oscar for indecision, you would win that shit hands down. For 2012 at least. I mean, I'll be the first one to admit I'm indecisive but at least my decisions or lack thereof don't fuck with people's lives. YOURS SCREW WITH THE ENTIRE PLANET! You're senile, I get it - hence the "old man" part - but that's no excuse. You've got a job to do and that's to make winter things happen during the winter season. Period.

Don't get me wrong, I'm not exactly the biggest fan of bitter, cold misery (don't even start!) but I do enjoy the snow storm excuse to stay in my cozy apartment all weekend watching movies and being lazy. Instead, I felt like I needed to go outside and "enjoy what's left of this good weather". That's effort, you know how I feel about effort. I'm also pissed that I didn't get to hit the slopes at all this year. I mean, I guess I could have gone away to some snowy hills, but quite frankly it just felt wrong. So in conclusion - I feel cheated and I'm escalating this issue.

I may not have followed through with my lawyer dreams (yeah, I took the LSATs then decided it wasn't my dream, and now I'm really not sure if I made the right decision) but you bet your ass I've built a case against you and we're going to use this little blog as our court room. Let the exhibits begin...

January started off mild but by the end of the month it looked like things were semi back on track, except for that lingering +7C there...

But it was not meant to be because February was as volatile as a crack addict:

Feb 6, 2012

Feb 7, 2012

Mar 1, 2012

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Mar 2, 2012

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Why snow and screw with people's commutes when it's just going to melt...overnight!

Really? We're going to go from "feels like -20C" to +11C in less than 24 hours? Just ridiculous.

Even more ridiculous is the fact that the forecasts for the week after that look like this:

Good news for those who celebrate St Patty's Day!

 That would be this week and so far, I can tell you it's true. I do love pulling out the spring jacket, but I would love it more if I knew for sure that I could put away the winter ones for good! Otherwise I may have called this post "Winter Wrapup"...but who knows what Sunday's weather will be!

So tell me, will this be a class action suit or did you enjoy the mild "winter"?

 

So here's the deal...

I'm unhappy. Unhappy enough with one part of my life that it is seriously spilling over into the rest of it and warping my outlook on everything. It's funny that only 50 hours per week can taint the entire 168. I think you know what I'm talking about.

I knew that things would be crazy after the holidays because I would have twice as many responsibilities, but I didn't know just how crazy. And I didn't know just how unthankful the extra effort would be. I know it sounds like I'm whining and everyone goes through this once in a while, blah blah blah. It's not just me - I see it all around me. But since I don't want to go into too many details, we'll have to leave it at "you have to be there". However, consider yourself lucky not to be there.

So after a miserable 10-hour day, the last thing I want to do is sit in front of another computer screen, even though it's for the sake of this lovely lil blog of mine. Nor do I want to spew negative shit because I'm in such a wretched mood.

If you follow my twitter (as you should!) you'll know that I'm not down 100% of the time. dC does a great job of keeping my happiness in check (thanks boo!) and I do my best to make my weekends compensate for the week. But that leaves little time to update like I used to.

I could spend 2 hours writing a couple posts & leaving a few of comments (which I really enjoy doing, btw!) or I could be watching a movie. Tough call, I know.

I'm not saying I'm going to stop blogging. No. In fact, I'm going to do my best to post regularly. But I can't give up experiencing the joys in order to have time to write them down. Last week, Rach (one of my faves, you gotta check her out!) did a really good job of breaking the ice for me with this post. I guess I just felt guilty about saying what Rach actually had the guts to say. I love this place & I'm going to stick around - but I'm going to do it my way. [Thanks Rach :))]

I guess this is probably a bad time to talk about how I've kind of considered starting a (second) more serious, global issues blog. "Look, you can barely keep up with one where you don't even have to censor yourself edit, let alone a controversial one that will make you famous."  All in good time my pretties!

So...I guess that's my rant. There are some things I have to fix in my life, but I'm workin' on it so please be patient! Better yet, come along for the ride!

xo,

Book Club Friday

So I finally finished reading this book & am linking up with Heather for her Book Club! Warning: this will read like a rant. It mostly is.

Blindness - José Saramago

A city is hit by an epidemic of 'white blindness.' The blindness spreads, sparing no one. Authorities confine the blind to a vacant mental hospital secured by armed guards. Inside, the criminal element among the blind hold the rest captive: food rations are stolen, women are raped. There is one eyewitness to this nightmare who guides seven strangers through the barren streets. The developments within this oddly anonymous group -- the first blind man, the old man with the black eye patch, the girl with dark glasses, the boy with no mother, and the dog of tears -- are as uncanny as the surrounding chaos is harrowing.

A parable of loss and disorientation, of man's worst appetities and hopeless weaknesses, Blindness is one of the most challenging, thought-provoking, and ultimately exhilarating novels published in any language in recent years.

- Barnes & Noble

I know the so-called “criminal element” makes it sound exciting. It’s a slight exaggeration. Do you know what I value more than excitement? Grammar. I realize that’s a shocking expectation for a book. *Insert trademark eye-roll here* In addition to being bored by the contents, I often had to re-read paragraphs 2-3 times to figure out who was saying what when, because there were no quotations. Commas, periods, a lot of run-on sentences and confusion is what this book consisted of for me.

I’m not so arrogant as to not realize that this book tries to capture a bigger picture of humanity; of what the world would likely be like if we were ever to actually find ourselves in such a dystopia. I’m not even disagreeing with that. People are selfish assholes. You see that everyday anyway and we live in a utopia where we are spoiled every day! I didn’t need this book to tell me what I already know in such an unpleasant read.

Conclusion: I don’t recommend it but if you’re a risk-taker, go for it.

Check out what I'm reading right now!

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Sulking & tantrums are unbecoming...

In order to avoid saying something I will later regret and for fear of sounding like a spoiled & jealous 5-year old, I will avoid ranting here (for the time being).

But I will leave you with my hawt hair do:

That's my kitty - more on that in a future post.

Who else is pretty damn excited for summer to be ending? I sure as hell know I am.

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Just monkeyin' around!

Last weekend #Team.dCdK went to the zoo. I don't know about you guys, but I fucking love the zoo. Not even the fact that it's full of annoying, screaming, under-age (yes, there's a minimum) children can ruin it for me. If you're just here for the rant, scroll down...here are my top pics!

Gorgeous

Whachyou sayin'?!

Who doesn't want to have a pet monkey?!

He wanted to cuddle with someone i'm sure...dC wouldn't let me. He's just jealous.

:)

Best accidental shot ever.

2 words - hilarious & annoying.

Call me crazy, but I can't be the only one that has the desire to cuddle with anything & everything that's furry. Crickets...? Fine, moving on.

Rant: I don't even dislike children that much. Don't get me wrong, the thought of children in my life makes me want to throw up, cry & break things all at the same time. However I do recognize their cuteness & innocence. Ultimately it's bad parents that I hate.
For example, WHO brings a newborn to a crowded zoo full of God-only-knows what kind of germs on a hot July day?! The parents likely won't remember the zoo experience, let alone the newborn. My dad took me to the zoo the summer after my sister was born and guess what - my mom stayed home with baby. 17 years later, my sister is none the wiser - she wasn't missing out on anything at 4 months old. Same goes for malls & any other mega public place that babies should just be kept away from until the proper age. Ultimately, screaming, poorly-mannered children weren't born that way - they were raised that way. It's about time parenting classes became mandatory for some people. End rant.

#Team.dCdK ended the weekend with a lovely light show...

 ♥

Cool zoo stories anyone? Or children rants? I'd enjoy both :)

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Me, confused? Hell yes.

I was letting my mind go off on tangents the other day when all of a sudden I realized, I really actually do not know what I want. At all. Thoughts of work, money, family, friends, love, crushes, summer & all things future-related clouded my mind. It only lasted a few seconds but it ended with my brain screaming

I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW, I DON'T KNOW!!!!!!!

I'm well-aware that that was probably all fueled by love frustrations, considering that the next night I had this mini-rant:

Seriously, I don't even know what to say or think anymore. There are no dating rules, no guidelines. No single thing is valid 100% of the time because every person & situation is completely different, whether it's obvious or not. You just gotta go with it. Fuck."

This past weekend I also went to the driving range with a guy [friend] from work. He may or may not have paid for that...and dinner afterwards. And he drove. Vik tactfully noted that 'as far as he was concerned, this was clearly a date.'

Honestly? I don't even care anymore. Really. I am sick & tired of over-analyzing every situation and every conversation just to come to no conclusion at all! I had a good time & frankly that's all that's important. Do I like him? Maybe. Is it mutual? Maybe. Am I over my last crush yet? Probably not. Do I still have unresolved feelings for #Rockstar? Oh yes. Does it really fucking matter? Umm, not really.

I've done the 'waiting around for the right thing/time' often enough to know that waiting is stupid. Life doesn't stop. So I'm just going with the flow & whoever wants to come along for the ride is welcome to, but I don't want my life to pass me by like this.

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Let's all wave buh-bye to #LatinLover!

I've pretty much analyzed this topic to death in my head but I should probably conclude the story of #LatinLover since I made it into somewhat of a big deal over the past month. He turned out to be pretty useless. Is that sufficient? No? Damn, ok.

As I mentioned in this post, things on my end had cooled off while he was away on his Southeast Asia trip. I tried so hard not be attached that I became pretty much entirely detached & kind of shut down to the whole situation.

Honestly, it should not be that easy because I have tried many-a-times to force myself to get over guys & it never rarely works so well. And I was supposed to actually be into this one! This was before he did things to piss me off of course.

Before going on his trip, he had asked me what I was up to the last weekend of February & proceeded to invite me to a cottage weekend trip with his friends. I was open to the idea (even though I'm kind of a princess when it comes to 'outdoors-y' things) so I told him we could talk about it when he was back.

So when he got back he obviously brought up the trip. I asked for details such as you know...how are we even getting there? All I got was a vague, maybe, not-100%-sure answer. Umm ok - so how about you figure that out & then talk to me? K thanks.

By Wednesday these plans had gotten overly complicated & I just don’t do complicated. But what really got me was that while discussing this, he didn't respond to my texts for 4 hours. You've got to be kidding me right now. You're doing an excellent job of convincing me to come, really.

Sorry, I guess I should have sat you down from day one and explained to you that communication is the most important thing to me and shitty skills are a complete deal breaker. I have no time in my life to deal with poor communication. Especially when I know how psycho-analytical I can get - it's for my own sanity. And therefore everyone else's.

So since we're all intelligent adults here - who here thinks there's still a remote chance of me going on this cottage trip that I pretty much know nothing about? Thank you, my point exactly.

I didn't bother responding or initializing convo after that but he asked me to come over after my Bulgarian folk dancing class [which btw, I love! :D] – I said maybe because frankly, I didn't really care about seeing him.

Well Bulgarian folk dancing puts me in such a good mood, that I figured I should really give the guy a chance since he hadn't really done anything wrong and I hadn't seen him in nearly 3 weeks. Once I got there, the first things he asks me is, "So are you coming tomorrow?!"

To me this question signifies two things: 1) you are being fucking ignorant of the last 24hrs & 2) you're just plain dumb.

Both of the above are clearly true because his response to finding out I wasn't joining him was, "What?! You're not coming!?"

Honestly, I've had a long day & I'm tired. Now you're making my brain bleed. Do you think that after our discussions, or lack thereof, that transpired over the last 48 hours I would be coming? Can we FOR THE LOVE OF GOD just PLEASE watch Jersey Shore so that I can go home to bed? K thanks.

I'm fairly certain that by the end of the night he sensed something was up. Maybe he read my mind while we were cuddling & making out when I was thinking, "Wow, you could honestly just be any warm body right now & it wouldn't even matter to me. This is really not good." Either way, I left & went to bed.

The next [Friday] morning I again felt kind of bad because again - he hadn't really done anything to deserve my 'lack of enthusiasm'. Before work I texted wishing him a good day. No response. That's ok probably busy at work, whatever. After work I wished him a good weekend. No response.

And that was the case for the next 96 hours. That's 4 days by the way - more than 50% of one full week. I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was dating a little girl! Grow some fucking balls buddy & if I've hurt your feelings use your words, not immaturity, to tell me how you feel. And whatever lame way he decided to finally break the ice with doesn't even matter at this point. It's beyond over for me and mentally, I've completely moved on.

As per the advice I recently received, I should quit wasting my time and his. Done. My biggest concern right now - getting back the book I lent him.

And fighting to get back the one thing I truly want - if I even still have a chance. More on that another time.

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No smitten kittens in sight

This is a random, out-of-the-blue rant and I don't even know if I'm going to hit "publish post". If you're reading this...I obviously did.

#LatinLover is back. He got back yesterday actually and he did text me, which i'm gonna be honest - I had completely betted against. I really didn't see the need to get my hopes up. Especially...when I've been doubting how I feel. 2 weeks on followed by 2 weeks off gave me plenty of time to re-asses my feelings.

Is he a nice guy? Yes. Do i like him? I def don't dislike him. Do i like the idea of him? Yes. Do i like the idea of someone? Yeah that's most likely it. Unfortunately.

I know me.If I'm not a smitten kitten from the start, then things will most likely fizzle out. I know that sounds like I expect a lot, but really - it has happened & those have been the best flings and/or relationships regardless of their ending.

Don't get me wrong, i was intrigued when we met...but that intrigue was never really topped. It was just kind of there - chillin'. Till we finally had the chance to hang out. It was a fun date, which ended probably not how first dates should end - keep them in suspense is good advice i don't listen to - but there was none of *that*. Whatever you want to call *that*.

Now that he's back, I don't even care much to make plans with him. Except for the fact that I agreed to save all of Jersey Shore for when he got back, and since I like to keep my word, I did. Dying. To. Watch. Them. Eek!

So anyway, he's invited me to a cottage with his friends for the weekend - which is what's going to delay Jersey Shore even more! - however I'm not interested. I don't have any good excuse per se...except I just don't want to go. Plain & simple. I mean, obv i do want to see him at some point again (preferably sooner rather than later because the Jersey Shore suspense is just short of killing me) since it's probably better to  confirm the re-assessment of my feelings in person and not just on a whim.

I guess I just don't want to hurt his feelings, because he really is a nice guy. However, nice guy isn't enough. Especially for me. Let's face it #LatinLover, you've failed miserably at making me forget about #Rockstar [you'd know from the tweets the last few days], but not only that - I've been somewhat intrigued by new people that I've met. That is most definitely not a sign of a smitten kitten!

Haha I had to, too cute!

Nuff said? I think so. Rant over. God, I love this outlet.

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Mind Occupation

So how’s my withdrawal going? Excellently actually, I’ve barely noticed...until I actually start thinking about the fact that I’ve barely noticed. LOL Either way, I’m pretty proud and probably deserve a gold star.

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The key is to keep my mind occupied. Obvious, I know. Plus, my ‘Master to-do list’ has gotten pretty long as of late - I kind of procrastinate a little a lot - so I decided I would focus on that. I work much better with a deadline anyway & 2 weeks isn’t that long, so nothing like a time crunch!

I’ve compiled a list of things that I would ideally like to accomplish during the time leading up to le return. Key word being ideally. It has an appropriate & very creative title of course.

Things To Do While #LatinLover is Away

1. Finally finish my blog pages & post them

2. Spice up my blog layout

3. Resume activity on 20SB

4. Learn to crochet [only mildly far-fetched]

5. Try yoga

6. Finally start going to Bulgarian folk dancing [aka make mommy proud]

7. Stop thinking about cuddling [that doesn’t count]

8. Make large dent in 1984 [seriously failing at reading lately]

9. Catch up on The Vampire Diaries [I stopped watching in November]

10. Burn the playlists I’ve been compiling

11. Dye my hair [might be hard - I'm generally allergic to hair dye :(]

12. Get a proper hair cut [I’ve been cutting my own bangs for 3 months - they are horrid]

13. Super clean my apartment

14. Go see Black Swan [DONE! so good :)]

15. Try 2 new meal recipes

16. Try at least 1 new dessert recipe

17. Go on my eliptical every (other) day [it's collecting dust in the closet]

18. Stop thinking about cuddling [Bah!]

19. Drink [potentially correlated with the above]

20. Smile & be happy :)

I’m taking bets on how many of these I actually accomplish...

…well not all at once now...

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Emo Dump

I really don’t have a smooth way to transition into the emotional word dump that’s about to follow so here it is.

I spent a good chunk of Sunday being pretty restless & anxious. I wanted to do a million things at once, yet nothing at all because I wouldn’t know where to begin. That coupled with early withdrawal from the boy I recently started seeing was quite the mindfuck. Especially for a Sunday.

HOLD UP! Yes, I know you may be a bit confused right now since I have been slightly secretive about this. First off, since I am fond of code names (i.e.: Rockstar, Frenchie) we will call him #LatinLover. I also like hashtags, remember?

So long story short, I met him at a post-work function when I first started here in November - don’t worry, I know exactly what you’re thinking re: office romances and I agree - but I didn’t see him again until our work Christmas party at the end of December. There we got to talking and decided we should hang out sometime.

Fast-forward through last-minute Christmas shopping, Christmas, New Year’s and me being sick for 2 weeks, to our date a couple of weeks ago. Dinner, drinks & good convo - can’t go wrong with that! False. This is where my secrecy comes in. I got so wrapped up in ranting about how much I enjoy adore social networking that I let it slip that I have a blog. That would be fine if he wasn’t now semi-intent (not really sure just how much honestly) on finding my blog. Thank you big-mouthed self. #epicfail

Now, I haven’t reallly talked about this, however this blog is not shared with people in my ‘real’ life. None of my friends or family know and I would like to keep it that way. This is my outlet where I can say whatever and know that readers will “get it”. If I wanted others’ opinions, I would have a conversation with them.

Anyway, the last 2 weeks I’ve wondered what I’m going to do if #LatinLover ever discovered this baby. That finally came to a head with my anxiety yesterday. I don’t care. If he finds it then we should both be prepared to deal with it. Really though, I’m not responsible for how it makes him feel so if I were him I’d seriously consider whether I would really want to know everything.

I still don’t think that it’s fair for me to be subconsciously censoring myself (which I’m sure will be the case) but it was my own mistake. He’s been told that it’s private and not to bother looking. Obedience test? Just kidding.

Back to present day though. You know when you start dating someone then start spending more time with them & absolutely love that time together?! And then life gets in the way of that? Yeah it happens far too often. So he’s in between jobs - told ya not to worry about the office romance! - so took the opportunity to travel Southeast Asia for the next 2 weeks. I’m sure this will be a trip of a lifetime & I’m happy he’s doing it, but quite frankly THIS IS ABOUT ME.

The problem with me is that when I like you, I REALLY LIKE you. I don’t go psycho girl on a guy, that’s just not cool. But I’m just ridiculously loyal - it’s a Sagittarius thing, and anyone will tell you it’s our best quality. So I start to let my guard down and the vulnerability factor SKYROCKETS. Not to mention that I inevitably start to wonder where this is all going to go and of course...whether I’m going to get hurt yet again.

So Life, you’re telling me that I will have to spend the next 2 weeks (with no communication) driving myself crazy?! Fine. But you owe me...

Can't take rejection much?

Sorry, i know i'm overloading you with posts today - but you know you love it, don't lie :)

So remember super clingy guy from last weekend? Well, read here if you can't keep track of the many douchebags that i meet.

After that post, i figured i'd give him a shot because he was nice enough. I also have the habit of 'reading a book by its cover' and not giving people [guys] chances, so i figured i would. What's the harm?

Well that depends on your definition of harm. I consider having meaningless [and sometimes forced] conversations and being called "cutie", "sweetie" & "angel" in every other text message harmful to my health.

The following are some texting highlights from Saturday:

[I changed my # this past weekend and sent a mass text to inform my contacts]
"That was ur only chance to get rid of me now your [excellent grammar skills] screwd girl lol :p"
Yeah i totally should have just cut you off that way. I'm a little bit more mature though. But don't worry, I have other ways to get rid of you.

"Ok cutie txt me later checking in lol... I'll be waiting, and don't get too hammered tonight won't b there for u to have a shoulder to lean on lol"
How about you stop talking now? Seriously, wow. And how about you do not tell me what to do? Plus, i was nowhere near 'hammered' last week. Just happy drunk. Maybe i should have been hammered cuz then i totally would have ignored your ass. Frig.

"Did you have fun tonight? Get drunk? Pick up any guys lololol"
Yeah, i picked them all up. I should have told him that too. What an idiot. I'VE KNOWN YOU FOR A WEEK why do you keep forgetting that? Because you now look like a total idiot.

I avoided him all day yesterday & today because i'm BUSY and have nothing to say to him. Some people just can't take a hint. So i resorted to letting him down gently tonight.

"Yaaa..so listen, you seem like a great guy but honestly as u can see my life is pretty busy right now. I don't really have time for anything else at the moment. I don't wanna waste your time and mine 'cause I don't really see this going anywhere."

Get a load of the response: "Later"
Ugh...as in you're too busy to reply and we'll discuss it later? Confused. "Sorry, what?"
His moment of epic maturity consisted of: "Later aka bye!"

That actually happened. Buddy, you're 27 and that's your reaction? With the rejections you've probably faced due to your serious clingy-ness, you really haven't honed your taking-it-like-a-man skills. Get some of those, because you'll clearly need to use them in the future.

I do now kinda wish i hadn't bothered giving him my new number, but hopefully he just deletes me. On the bright side, at least i didn't have to explain to him why it wouldn't work. I just don't like you. But no one likes to hear that.

On an even brighter note, it made for some good blog content! We should all send the big baby a big thank you!

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Packin' up my life

Ok, maybe not my whole life but a good part of it! 

I've never gone through the gawd awful awesome process of moving before, being lucky enough to have been able to attend a great university nearby [YAY no debt!] so this is all new to me.

But after doing this for 3 days - more like 2 b/c i skipped doing anything at all on Tuesday - i think i'm going to live in my new place FOREVER!

Packing this shit up all over again?! No thank you, i'm not that big of a masochist. Plus, i can only imagine how much worse it would be to have to pack everything and have a deadline! At least i can leave stuff behind in my old room, or come back for things i forget.

I now completely understand why some people stay at home until they're married. Who the heck wants to move more than absolutely necessary?! No one smart.

This probably wouldn't be so bad if i didn't own so much useless awesome crap. Trinket boxes full of useless trinkets anyone? Come visit and TAKE THEM ALL! I'm not taking them, but i have to sort through everything to find what i do want.

Here's what's been taking up my time this week:

The only glasses i own are of the wine & martini variety. Shocking, i know.

HOW am i going to pack this up?!

It doesn't look like an improvement but it is.
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2 of 3 suitcases.

Whoever lets me buy any more stuff should be shot.

So if you don't hear from me for a long time - it's because this pack rat drowned in her sea of stuff!

PS: Moving help is always welcome! No? Meh, i tried.

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Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them.

Warning: This will not be a polished post. It's an impromptu rant.

I had a great weekend, was pretty darn tired by the end of it, met & made out with a guy at the bar on Friday, blah blah blah.

He was cute & a good kisser (always a pleasant surprise) but drunk self should have seen the warning signs when he said (at the club) "i hope you're not looking for a fling, because i'm looking for the girlfriend type."

My response was to show my face in my drink and nod vigorously. Not even sure exactly what i was agreeing to but i was having a good time dammit, so nod away i did!

At first the persistence was nice. Shut up, don't even try to tell me you don't like getting attention.  Now it's Monday night and i'm tired of playing fucking 20 questions over texts. Plus, you getting WAY too freaking ahead of yourself!

If you get any more overbearing i'm gonna for real run away. And i might even do it in the cowardly way of just not replying b/c i don't feel like explaining myself. Good thing i'm changing my number at the end of the week.

This makes me compare you to the ones i'm (not actually) over more and more. Which is bad. B/c i don't want to think about Rockstar or Megaman (post to come soon) right now.

I like my life the way it is, and i'm not saying i wouldn't want a relationship, but i don't believe in changing my life entirely for one. Like...i never text this much! lol ok ok bad example.

Just stop making me feel like there's some obligation for this to fucking GO somewhere. Geez. What a waste of a good kisser.

Sorry. Had to vent. Thank you. XX


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Money makes the world go 'round?

Back from my weekend shopping trip in PA with my fave twin - my mom! :)  We had a great time shopping, dining, sightseeing and wine tasting!

Interestingly enough, our trip was sponsored by - money. So whoever started spreading the nasty rumour that 'money can't buy happiness' should be glad they're (likely) no longer around for me to argue with.

I know this seems lame but i seriously feel the need to get my argument out in the open. And it's my blog so i'm gonna go for it!

Sure, there's a whole slew of [important] things that money can't buy:

- health [we like this]

- a great relationship/significant other [we all want this eventually]

- rivalry-free fam life [and keeping blood pressure at a normal level]

- genuine friends to support your ass when you're down [thank you!] & go out with [shots!]

- a JOB! [pretty please?]

...i could go on.

But there's plenty of stuff that i love which money CAN and does buy:

- gas for my car (which i bought with $$$ too) to go and see my fave people!

- a netbook to post my blogs & write my millions of cover letters [you like this]

- a TV to watch the shows & movies that make me smile :)

- plane tickets to satisfy my immense love of travel [Europe anyone? Yiiiiah]

- ingredients to make dinner & baked goods for people i love <3

- occasional shopping therapy to keep me sane ;)

...you get it.

Not to mention signing up for those glorified dating websites to get a date or two. Maybe even a marriage! Or two? I don't plan on going in this direction but to each their own.

In conclusion, money can buy my happiness - anyday. But it can't solve all my problems, i know this. Ok, i'm glad we agree! :)

Since you stuck around this long, here's more mini-rant. Watching TV while writing this provoked the following thoughts.

Eggo waffles. Yea i loved them when i was young but i have come a long way since then. I can now make my own BETTER waffles from scratch. And guess what!? Freeze then toast them up later. Trust me when i tell ya that they are delicious. And healthy since i make the whole wheat kind :) What up now Kelloggs?!

Oh there's yet another Monopoly on the market, what a surprise. The commercial claims that the Monopoly electronic banking - "kids love it!" Really? Probably because they don't have to use their fucking brains. Don't even get me started on how much i hate today's youth. Hate.

Why am i so good at math? (I already warned you about the nerdiness ;P) Probably because i played the Game of Life all the freakin' time and adding up THOUSANDS of dollars in my head is really useful for brain and math development. Maybe you little teenaged, hard-headed fuckers should give that a try sometime?

Just think about how much travelling i could do if i had all the money contained a box of Monopoly!! :)