I dont have anything good to blog about:

Hello Internet.......

My life is really simple. I dont have much to blog about. Lets see.......

I got new glasses, and I LOVE them! (I was going to post a picture, but I can't figure out how to insert one......)

I went to a resturant called the Rock, and got to have this drink called a Bucket. It is a big ass tropical drink of rummy goodness, and you guessed it, served in a sandpail complete with shovel

http://therockwfp.com/ Makes me happy, and is the best way to start a night out.

I recently have been having more headaches. I just cant seem to get a handle on them, and its really starting to mess with me. I am doing my best to ignore it. I really am. Sometimes, it even works.

I have been doing a lot of projects here at work, keeping me very busy, and very happy. I like to be busy, and that I certianly am.

My kids and I celebrated my step-fathers birthday a couple days ago. The twins made it especially memorable by riding thier bikes naked all evening. When you are 4, that is the highlight. Yes I got pictures, and Yes, I will be showing thier friends when they are seniors. Hopefully even getting those in the slide show. For now, they are having a preschool graduation tomorrow, and I am really looking forward to seeing them "graduate" pre-k. They have been practicing songs at school to sing for us. It is going to be REALLY cute!

I dont really know what else to say right now. The weather has been incredible lately, and I love Seattle when Its 90.

More later

Poor Unloved Little Bloggy....

Oh my sweet baby blog... I have been ignoring you, and I'm so sorry. I have been too busy, I know that is not an excuse because I am supposed to be telling you all my secrets, but, pain makes me do strange things. I'll write again soon, I promise. I'll even try to start writing to you again daily. I am, I am.

Folklife was awesome. AWESOME.

I will do my best not to ignore, especially since I went to the eye dr and can see again :)

later for now, but i'll be back... I promise

BFF DAY

Today is BFF day. One of my best friends and I work the most opposite schedules ever. I work weekdays, and she works weekend nights. I am takin a few hours off work today, and we are going to go play. I am SO EXCITED. We're gonna be kid free, we are going shopping, getting pedicures (my addiction, her first one, how we are friends clearly makes no sense, but whatever, you cant choose who you love, or something like that) going out to dinner. We also get to go baby shopping, which I am excited for! I love my unborn niece to be, and I cant wait to go spend money on her. (well one of 2, LUCKY ME!!) Lets see, this week has been good, and crazy. I have been talkin to a couple old friends, and that makes me REALLY happy, and work has been packed. We are gonna go take our company to the streets, and go knock on lobby's. Which will be fun, and the next to weeks are going to make my head spin, and I am getting really excited. A step away from my spread sheets. Excel makes me go cross-eyed.

I have told you about the Frat Pack, and this week, I have started a book of all the weird shit they say. I would tell you, but it will make NO SENSE to you. My team is wonderful. I bought them championship wrestling belts for our monthly contest trophies. I have never seen a bunch of 20/30 something men get so excited for something. It was really great.

The new guy is still an ass. There is just something about this guy that rubs me the complete wrong way. I have been working on not being such a bitch (i don't know if its working or not) and it is REALLY hard not to go mid-evil on this guy. He is the guy that knows everything, even though everything he knows is wrong. and every time I see him, I want to punch him in the face. Which is not conducive to a happy healthy work environment. So I keep my mouth shut, and bitch about him in the car on the way home.

I got business cards today. I am SO COOL right now. I have never had business cards before. I can hand out business cards. I think I'll bring them to BFF day, and I will just pass them out to all strangers I see. How cool am I right now? The Coolest Baby, YEaH.

Oh, Life is good.

It's been too long

Hello, Its been too long since I have done this last. I am a really bad blogger. Who knew I would suck at this?! Me I guess. So, at any rate. I've had the craziest couple of weeks. Lets start talkin about that.

Monday (a couple weeks ago): My boss picks me up for work. We are driving her husbands Lexus because her car needed a tire fixed. So, we get almost to work, and there is a loud boom. We pull over on the shoulder, The back tire on the passenger side has blown. Fuck. Now, we're stranded in rush hour traffic. YAY AAA. So, we wait. An hour passes, the truck comes. It is too dangerous for us to get out of the car. So, up we go, onto the flat bed, in the car. Driver says: Just put the car in park, and put the e-brake on, you'll be fine. We disagree, but buckle up and hang on. And ride, on the flat bed, the five miles down the freeway to the dealership. It was terrifying. However, the Lexus dealership was like a gentleman's club. There was free Lattes, muffins, Lexus bottled water, and pastries. Flat screen TVs (Multiple, i counted at least 4), a full service restaurant, a merchandise store, a shoe shine, desks, couches, theatre seats (all fine, expensive furniture) a separate kids room with an XBox360 and toys. All in all not a bad way to spend an hour waiting for a tire to be fixed, and to make sure there was no other damage. In the end, everything was fine, and they washed the car to boot. We got in the car, looked at each other, and went promptly home.

A few days later, I got chased down by a taxi. I was waiting to cross the street, and was wearing a dress. Now, I am not a beautiful woman, but I am not horrid, but I don't usually wear dresses. but I was waiting to cross the street, and heard a horn honk. Working in the city, I didn't think much of it, and crossed the street. Then as I was waiting to cross again, I hear, HEY HEY. And the taxi I had noticed early drove by again, this time, frantically waving and saying Hi. I gave him a look like uh, ooooooook...... and a half wave. I continued walking the block to the mall. THEN, he pulled up next to me and paced me almost the entire block. Begging me to get into his cab, promising a free ride. Now, he totally didn't know the safety word, and he didn't have any candy. So fuck him, I'm not getting in. He finally got that I wasn't getting in the taxi and sped off. I still don't know whether to be flattered, or skeezed out. I choose skeezed. But, as the "personality" friend, I am used to strangers coming up and talking to my and my friends (I hang out with incredibly beautiful women) but when it happens to me, I am always thrown for a loop. And this guy was fuckin weird, and not even hot.

Then came Easter. I got into a huge fight with the evil stepmother, but I wont get into that, because I am still super bitter, and I can not say anything nice about her at all.

The Twins are being superhero's One is Superman, Two is Batman. I am Wonder woman. Dad is Lobo (who apparently is Superman's bad guy). It's almost all we ever play anymore.

I have started a book of the weird/random/funny shit that the Frat Pack say. They are so funny! I don't even know what to say about them, but I'll have more later. The youngest one just got back from Hawaii and we are all a little jealous today. But, its nice to have him back. Too much work has gotten done without him. I am so lucky. I have the best team at the best job ever. But there is this new guy, and he works on a different team, and this morning he was over here training with one of my guys. And he was telling my guy what to do, and it totally was not OK, and it took everything in my power not to go all Momma Bear on the new guy.

Dear New Guy, You got lucky today, but talk to my team mate like that again, and you wont have an ass to sit on. Got it? He is training YOU not the other fucking way around.

I am excited for a competition tomorrow. I'll write more later. I am kid free tonight as the kids are going to the mother in law's. They love going to her house, and I think that if they had a choice, they may actually leave me for her. But, I am going to get rid of some of their toys.

I took some quizzes on Face book, to learn a little more about myself. I am apparently Sarcastic to the Extreme, Jesus thinks that I am a Selfish Bitch (which seemed to be the theme of Easter, so it must be true) And, I am Trailer Trash Barbie.

I am such a treasure. Good thing I am pretty comfortable with myself. But really, I knew I was a bitch. Its not a secret. I don't try to hide it, and I knew that WAAAAAY before you did. I also corrupt people, but I would like to point out, I do cool shit, and if people want to hang out with me, that is their choice. I never make anyone do anything they don't want to do..... unless it benefits me in some way.

You don't like it, you don't have to talk to me :)

Good luck tomorrow Ryan, I'll see you tomorrow..... The Emerald Cup will not know what hit it... You are comin.......

A letter to Ryan.

First of all, I am losing a headache battle, and I haven't blogged in a long time, and I am a bad blogger, and for that I am sorry. But, I've wanted to do this for a long time, and so today, since I am brain dead, but this topic is so easy, I can literally do this, with my eyes closed.

Dearest Ryan,

Thank you. We have been friends for about a year now, and I already can not imagine my life without you in it. You are so beautiful inside and out. I am so blessed to be able to call you my friend. You have single handedly made me a better person. You have broadened my horizons by leaps and bounds. Because of you, I have gotten through some tough times. Because of you, I have laughed so hard my co workers have questioned my sanity. Because of you, I have started blogging. Because of you, I have started reading different books, that I never would have thought I would enjoy. Because of you, I have stepped outside my box, and done things I would have never done, without your encouragement. Because of you, I have been emailed by a famous person, Because of you, I have questioned myself, and though to challenge myself more. Your amazing accomplishments make me so proud I almost feel like they are my accomplishments. You are something to be proud of, and I am proud to be able to say, "Hell YEAH, that girl, she is MY friend!" and people are jealous of me, because we are friends.
You are like an extension of me, and I am so lucky. I wish I could tell everyone how incredible you are. And since I am unable to tell each person of your incredible coolness, I am writing a blog about you.
This past year has been rough for you, and I am so sorry that you have been hurt. But, watching you overcome your challenges, each time getting stronger, and closer to yourself is really inspiring. You are one of the most amazing women I have ever met, and being a part of your story is just a blessing. I wish you would write about you. You are very interesting, and your insight on life would help many other people be better people. You deserve your own motivational poster.
Thank you for pushing me every day to be a better person. You are the perfect friend, and if I could bottle you and sell you, we would be millionaires. Maybe even billionaires.
I can not wait to see you in April, I have been counting down the days for like the last 6 months or something ridiculous like that.
I want you to know that I think you are one of the most incredible people in this whole world.

Thank you for being you

My Cup Runneth Over

With my love,
E

PS, I'm sure this doesn't make much sense, but, I am retarded, and you know that, so I'm not to worried.

hurt

there are some people in my family that cause me unending pain. to day is one of the worse days. I have nothing to say, because my heart hurts.


more tomorrow, when I am chipper-er

A fly on the wall of my brain

Yesterday I burnt my tongue on the soup I was eating for lunch. Not so bad that I couldnt taste, but just enough that it was SUPER annoying. I fucking HATE it when I do that. My dad always used to day "let me tell you an OOOOLD family secret: Blow on your food" I guess, some lessons I will never learn.

My BFF has a running gag about fanny packs with her man. He jokes, she teases, and finally the roomie bought the BF a fanny pack as a joke. He immediatly calls my BFF and tells her.... Turns out, he likes it. Now, he wears it, and she is looking to invest in a helmut. Wont they be SOOO cute. ;)

I bought Anti-Viral Kleenex. It's like blowing your nose with anti-bacterial stuff. and it is TOTALLY AWESOME. The only shitty thing is that they smell funny. Which I guess is how you know they work. But they do have pretty blue dots all over them. and the Pink box really fits in with the decor of my cube. Which is the best one on the floor. I am so awesome.

I love XXX Vitamin water. I think that if I could drink just this every day, I would be the happiest girl alive. Actually, if regular water tasted like this, THEN i would be the happiest girl ever. Because I do drink it every day already. I have a button (which I collect) that says "I'll meet your xxxpectations" and it does. Oh, it does.

The boys I work with went to lunch yesterday, and told me that they would be in thier clubhouse if I needed them. Yup, they have a clubhouse. Girls are not invited. Boys (Insert head shake here) I just think, so this is what I have to look forward too. The 4 year olds I have now, will act the exact same when they are 24.

Speaking of 4 year olds. Yesterday, we hear this wierd noise from thier room. I go upstairs to investigate, and A is opening and closing the window, while standin on the heater. And B is standing on the guard rail on his bed, swinging from the string that makes the blinds go up and down. I say " What are you doing?" They say "Nothing!" I say "LIAR" I can SEE what you are doing! Come take a time out!" B responds with " NO, I dont want to take a time out."
I already know im in trouble. With attitude like that, we are totally gonna fight.

I have more to say, my ride is leaving. Stay tuned.... More tomorrow

Public Restrooms

I hate using public restrooms. I will hold it until I am on the verge of my bladder exploding, before I will use one. If I DO have to use a public restroom, I usually look for the closest Starbucks. *HELPFUL HINT* Even in the nastiest places, Starbucks restrooms are usually clean. Now, there are a couple of exceptions to the public restroom non use rule. I will always use a bathroom in a bar, usually because I am too drunk to give a shit, and don't care where I go, as long as I empty my bladder. And the second, is work.
As a general rule, I spend 40-50 hours a week here. And I HAVE to use the bathroom. But, because I am certifiably insane, I will only use one stall. I have been known to wait to use this stall. I also only use ONE bathroom. if I am on a different floor, I will return to MY stall. and because I have a fear of peeing in front of people (unless I am drunk, in which case I no longer give a fuck) I will wait until the people are gone until I go. (I also have a tendency to stop mid-stream if I hear someone come in)
Now, not as many people seem to care about this same privacy, there are some people who just do their business, and leave and that is that. I give these people mad props. And the ones who can take a shit, OH.MY.GOD. I am the first person to understand that when it comes it comes. However, I take even MORE precautions while dropping the Huxtables off in the pool, than I do to just urinate. But Whoa.
The other day, I was in the bathroom, doin my thing, tryin not to make any noise, when I hear some very large farts. Now, as I am the only girl of my family of 2 boys, one Manboy, and a boy dog, I am not a virgin to these sounds. But, I can feel the sonic waves coming off them while I'm in the stall 2 down, it is REALLY hard not to laugh, and be disgusted. So I of course start gaggin and laughing. Luckily I have enough manners to keep the sounds of laughter and vomit to myself. But Whoa Man, talk about throwing caution to the wind. I was in my stall, tryin to compose myself and deciding if I needed to prepare myself for someone to jump out, and tell me I was on candid camera or punked or something. Then, I hear the toilet flush, having composed myself, I immediately walk out there, because I want to see the look on their face when I come out of the stall all Ninja like. I would be SO embarrassed, and I blush real easy, at pretty much anything. But No, I get NO REACTION from this person. NONE. They weren't even slightly embarrassed at the fact that they had almost killed me with fart waves. Such a better girl than I.
Apparently payback is a bitch, because I had an emergency today, where i had to go, and couldn't have stopped it if I tried. And I was tryin to take a super quiet shit, and had been really successful and more importantly ALONE, when in walks someone. And then I farted. And It was so loud I think the MEN could hear it in their restroom. Thankfully they didn't laugh, but, it was someone I know. Which is so much worse.
From now on, I will hold it.

On another note: Happy St Patricks Day.
And I get to go have dinner with most of my Fave people. Here I come BOOKSTORE And then it's early to bed. Still no W/D and no heat, but they did come and sand the whole hole and patch half of it. Progress in babysteps I guess. OH and,they are letting us use the w/d in the newly vacated apt next door..... Now if only we could talk them into letting us MOVE there.......

Peace out Y'all

I need a helmet to protect me from myself.....

Today I am irrationally angry. For no good reason, I want to punch people in the face.... It is when I get in moods like this when I lose friends because I am such an incredible bitch. I mean, I know I'm a bitch all the time, but sometimes its so much worse.

Wanna know what I did today, I twisted my ankle while sitting down. Not that I was already sitting down, but I was hovering in the air on the way ass to seat, and then.....

PIMP DOWN PIMP DOWN

which of course is followed by a string of not appropriate curse words, VERY LOUD, in my office. Luckily the office is pretty empty by now. (This was at just barely 430, and the people in my group leave by 4)

I read "Bright Lights, Big Ass" this weekend, it was just as good as the other 2 Jen Lancaster memoirs. She is amazingly funny! And it is a joy to be a fly on the wall of her head. And She is coming to my bookstore in a couple months, and this month is Heather Armstrong of Dooce fame. I'm so going. Love that blog, and I m sure her book will be just as good. Oh And I had read Chelsea Handler Thursday night... Did I tell you about that.... "My Horizontal Life" I love a girl who spills her guts about sex. Because really, my life was like that too, and I am sure I have fucked around with just as many men as her, and really, I don't think ALL girls are as much of a slut as I used to be, but seriously, we are NOT as prudish as the word "girl" implies.

I am so going home and mainlining some BH90210, while in bed. That will DEF put me in a better mood.

The quote on my Mommy Calendar today "Sweater,n: Garment worn by Child when it's mother is feeling Chilly" -- Ambrose Bierce

Peace out Bitches, I'm going home

TGIF the 13th

Remember the days of TGIF? That block of TV which included gems like, Full House, Family Matters, and Step By Step? I wish we still had something like that. Or ALF. I want that back. Although I will not even lie, I love me some Reality TV. Even though its not real, I LOVE IT. Anyways, Here is the update on the Hizouse. The roof FIXED. YAY. It has instantly made a difference in the amount of heat my house has, and I love it. It is FANTASTIC. The Slumlords came back today, with NO new W/D. Not a surprise I guess, but they PROMISE that they will be getting us one very soon! Apparently there were a couple of people who's rent checks bounced. Which in turn caused me not to get a new machine. However, they did bring a new vent, and hooked that back up, so at least now, we are venting outside! I'm a little disappointed that I will no longer have access to the free penicillin, but, the chance of not suddenly bursting into flames with every load may be worth the trade. After all I will be getting excellent benefits with my new job status. Still no heat. Still no garbage disposal. But, whatever was stuck in there finally melted away, and it works again, so I'm taking what I can get. I am happy for the progress. And hopeful with the promise of a new w/d.
Good things happened at work today. The Complainer. I work with a woman who complains all the time. And the thing is, she is very nice. But, she annoys the SHIT out of me, because she bitches ALL THE TIME. If its not about my (very deep) cough, its her health, our clients, retarded people, the dark, the light, whatever, whenever. It's enough to make the bitch in me come out full force. Now, I will admit freely. I am not a nice girl, I am a Bitch. I know this, everyone who knows me knows this. NOT a secret. But, at work, I do try to keep myself under control because I want to keep my job, and I make people cry. But today, I got FANTASTIC NEWS. She moved desks. So now, we can be nice, and I don't have to listen to her all day. This is like the ultimate dream come true for me. Because really if i had to listen to her try to convince her Dr that she IS actually sick, I may have gone over and licked her phone or something to REALLY give her something to complain about. {Insert Satisfied sigh here}
Today is Friday the 13th. A good day for me, Fridays that happen to land on the 13th, are never bad luck, and always pretty good days. I am ready to go home though. I am starting to get headachey, and that is never good. Hopefully I can find some pain pills this weekend, and then everything will be much better.
The boys are talking about starting some sort of inter-office gambling thing. I wish I understood so I can play too. But I'll learn. Anyways, I think the boys are finally starting to see my complete awesomeness. I'm surprised it took so long, but, I tend to stick to myself here, I don't like strangers.
Know what i hate, when you cough, and farts come out. There is absolutely nothing you can do to prevent it from happening
The Twins get to see 2 sets of grandparents this weekend. They are the most spoiled babies ever. It's a good thing they're cute.
Time to go, I'm hungry.
Oh PS: I read "My Horizontal Life" by Chealsea Handler last night. VERY good, Highly recommended. A nice easy read, that is very humorous. And Very true. I know plenty of girls (myself included) who can relate to this book!

Slumdog Middle Class

Well, In December my house fell apart. I guess it has been falling apart for awhile now, but, December is when it fell apart around me like the end of poltergeist or whatever that movie is where the house falls in on its self and disappears. I went to San Francisco the weekend of December 5th. That morning, I woke up to, what I imagine, an elephant pissing out of my ceiling. Which, in turn, caused a gigantic hole. And i mean HUGE, like if it was a square, it would be 3ft x 3ft. The Slumlords came, cleared (created) the hole, patched the roof (at least) and disappeared. (during the coldest winter in like... ever) And THEN on Christmas day, I hit some exposed wires on my heater with the twins new Wall-E table and after a few sparks and a loud noise, no more heat. THEN, the vent on my dryer, split in half, then fell out off the wall completely. Which makes it so the dryer vents into the house, and makes the upstairs like a sauna (Which was actually nice when it snowed, because that is what we used as HEAT) However, this has caused some mold to grow, because of all the moisture. At least, if we get sick, all we have to do is lick the walls. Oh, and last week, the Garbage disposal went tits up.
Anyways, after 3 months of calling and asking and begging for someone to come fix it.... I asked Jon to call the Slumlord and tell him that we were using our rent to pay for someone to come fix our house. AND we were also going to file a complaint with the Tenants Union. Amazingly, we IMMEDIATELY received a call back, and yesterday, we had someone over to start the repairs.

OK, I need coffee and some of the free food that they are giving away in the lobby of my building. This fat girl NEVER turns down free food. So, I'll be right back, don't go away.....

OK, now.... I got the hole fixed. Which Immediately made my house warmer. AMAZING! And they say they are coming back on Friday, with a NEW WASHER AND DRYER!! and they are also going to find out what is wrong with my heater, and they are going to fix the garbage disposal.

Shit like this makes me SO GLAD that I have a landlord. Even though I have a slumlord, i LOVE my house, and I am super glad that I am there. But seriously, who knew you could be middle class and live in a slum. I always thought you had to be poor. You don't. Just pick a poor place to live. So here is my helpful hint. Talk to the tenants BEFORE you move into a place.

On to my Dog. I have a little scavenger dog. His name is Taco, and he will eat anything he can get his teeth on. Last night, we dumped out his crate, and hidden in his bed he had:

• an empty shampoo packet (like the ones you get in the mail and shit)
• a sock
• numerous shredded used paper towels he kyped from the garbage
• a q-tip
• stuffing from his duck
• an empty fruit snack package

He also LOVES fruit snacks. I don't understand. But, I'll keep you updated on the strange shit my dog eats.

Oh, and I cleaned the BackYarden (twinspeak for Back Yard) and watched 90210. Now, I follow the new one too, but, I recently switched my TV package and now I get the Soap channel. which means I get 2 90210's a day. Thank god for DVR, I may never watch live TV again.

Life is good. More later.

Monday Morning Embarassment

Oh My GOD

First of all its FUCKING SNOWING. I am over it. Seattle doesn't snow anymore. It did when I was a child, and then it stopped for a long time. And now all the sudden, It snows here again. And the thing is, this stupid city is not built for snow, so everyone gets all retarded and shuts down. uggh. BOO ON SNOW
Second, I completely embarrassed myself, because I sent a link to my blog to like my fave blogger ever. And THEN i realized I talked about her in a previous blog, and NOW I am doing it again.Hopefully she will be too busy to read this, but she responded to my email, so maybe she will, and then I am just embarrassing myself further. But whatever, I cant retract my email. I'll just have to live with my retardedness.
Third, Its snowing, I am wearing heeled sandals
Fourth, one of my twins told me yesterday that he thought my dogs little butt was very cute.
What do you say to that?
Fifth, I am not really wanting to work today, and I know I need to get my head in the game, but all I can think about is how I totally embarrassed myself, and now I am STILL embarrassing myself because I cant stop writing about how embarrassed I am. Jenny, if you read this, I am sorry I cant stop talking about you!
Sixth, My teen aged cousin got her money stolen by some friends. Teenagers are SO STUPID. and I am going to have 2 at some point. If I keep letting them drink coffee, and switch it from decaf to regular...... will that keep them from being teens?

ok ok, really I should work now. Nose to the grindstone, earn my check and all. My Co-workers are going to question my work ethic.

Fucking Pink Dolphins.

Things I learned today:

This is a quick lunchtime post:

Things I have learned since 8 AM today:

• Once a Douchebag ALWAYS a douchebag
• Starbucks has MUCH better Sausage Egg McMuffin's than McDonald's does
• My stomach makes embarassingly loud noises while digesting said muffin (sounds like farts, completly not)
• Twitter is addicting, sorta like crack, but more time consuming
• I LOVE having a permanent job, at a company I love working for.
• My new badge doesnt have the stupid green box anymore
• Blogging is going to be a new habit
• The Bloggess is causes serious LOL's making my co-workers think I am batshit crazy (which I am, so I guess that is not a big deal)
• I hate my headaches
• My office is too damn cold!
• You can actually use the word PING incorrectly!! (see following conversation)

FRIEND: no one here uses the word "ping" correctly and it drives me bonkers

ME: like as in Ping me? or the golf brand? am I useing it wrong? what IS the correct way to use the word ping?

FRIEND: you're not. people HERE. it's either the golf brand. or Ping me

ME: so how can you use it incorrectly? I dont get it

FRIEND: "ping you a call back" Ping=email, correct?

ME: or IM

FRIEND: right. but you cannot ping someone a call back

esahul: no you could ping them later INSTEAD of a call back like as in "Bye Friend, Ping ya Later"

FRIEND: right

Now, I will admit to having horrid spelling and grammer. My friend on the other had, is perfect, so, any mistakes you see are mine.

Anyways, Life is good. Today I am happy.

Waiting Can literally Kill you.

I am still waiting. and waiting and waiting. I am supposed to get my formal offer letter for my job to be permanent like last Friday. Today is Monday. I'm still waiting. And I am no longer patient. Its a good think that the HR lady thinks I'm funny, because I keep writing her emails like I am a child wanting to know if we are there yet.
oh well, at this point, if it gets me my letter, I'll email all damn day
today, i am tired. and i have a serious case of the Mondays. and a headache because I am super stressed.
1) I am waiting for that damn letter
2) My man and my step mother are fighting thru me again, and I hate it, and I now feel like I can not trust either of them. It kinda makes me want to cry.
3) I am still working on the DM at work, and I am going blind, and I feel like I am not doing enough
4) I just plain don't feel good
5) My headaches make me feel like even shittier than ever, AND I think they fuck with my hormones too, which makes me want to cry at commercials and YouTube video's and songs (I am so not normal)

So I guess today I am a little down in the dumps. Which as I write this makes me feel a little sad. I am going to go to bed early. Writing does make me feel better, I could just sit here all day and type all the shit that is running thru my head. IT would be the single most random blog post for a blog no one even knows exists. I bet it would be the longest too. Could you imagine getting the world record for longest post? Someone would try to beat me.

I miss 90210, i am excited for the new season of reaper. Stoked for the new AI this week. my head hurts so fucking bad.
OK back to it now. I would apologize for my randomness, but, that's how i like it

On Working with the Frat Pack......

I support a bunch of guy sales people. They range in ages from 23-35 and they are all very nice men. However, when you put them all together it is like working in a fucking frat house. Now, I have worked as a sales person (and I SUCK) and with sales people (as the "crap" girl... more on that later) but these boys are by far the funniest. First, being the only girl, and NOT in sales, this gives me a distinct advantage. A) I am not quota drivin (which is EXTREMELY good for me, as I am not a good test taker) B) I very rarely have to speak at length on the phone to a client (which is also very good, as I have a tendency to be a little rude) C) the boys completely ignore me(unless they want something from me, which is typical of sales) ........

I love it.

Since the Boys ignore me, I get to listen to all the shit they talk to each other. And its a lot. Today I heard "Who wants to juice this?" which i have learned (thanks to the youngest) that means to place a bet. Followed by a lengthy discussion about how not to bet on WA teams, and college basketball is the only basketball worth betting on.

I also heard MANY Simpson's references. And the thing is, its kinda like being in a zoo. One starts, the rest follow. Men amaze me.

Then there was the begging of the territories. The Baby, i think is feeling like he is running out of chances to get some points, and spent a good hour today... BEGGING and telling, and asking people who don't really make that decision for one of the other Pack members states. Of course he said no, but the begging continued for quite awhile. Followed by a few choice insults.

I love working with these Men. I wouldn't change it for the world. They are hysterical, and an endless sort of amusement for me. And the best part is, they all take all the shit I talk in stride. I am being a bitch, they think i am funny.

Life is good. Now I pack up the I-Pod, and get ready to go home. The ride home should be pleasant as it is still light out, and sunny today, and I carpool with my (female) boss whom I love, and love to ride home with her!! (and i feel like I can type that without brown-nosing, because at the time of this post, only one other person besides me, even know this blog exists)

It's my Val-a-versary

Ok, so my Anniversary is the 15th and of course the big Romance Day on the 14th. We are so clever and pulled a bradgelina. Although, we did nothing, and it was fantastic. I loved staying at home and eating McDonald's and playing Fable 2. I made Jon red velvet cupcakes at my BFF's house (which was SO much fun) although they were mostly for me, because I love red velvet. Its like crack (well, the red sugary version for fat girls). I am very proud of my self, because I shared. I am A) not a good sharer (only child syndrome) and B) NEVER EVER EVER share Red Velvet.
So we spent the 14th at Skateboard park (we, like most other parents, call the neighborhood parks by the major feature that attracts us to that park) and we were playin with the kids on the Merry-Go-Round. This is like the only park around that still has one of these fantastical metal spinning disks of child flinging fun. and of course, my twins LOVE this. We have devised a safe way to ride that eliminates the small children from flying off. However, there are not the same rules for the adults. Jon had been making the kids nice a dizzy (once they are really good and dizzy, we make them get off and watch them stumble like they are drunk and then laugh and laugh. Being a parent is so much fun) and tryin to be the hip young dad, jumps off. He then blew out his knee. Yes. I said it. He blew out his knee jumping off the merry go round, at the park, with the kids. At least he is much less of a baby than me.
The next day (The Anniversary) Jon slept in, and the kids and I walked to the store and got an Italian soda (Popsicle Coffee, in Twinspeak) and then we shipped the kids off to Moms. Since the knee kinda fucked up our non-plans, we ended up getting take-out, played some more Fable, and then watched Pineapple Express.
I am relatively new to video games, but Jon LOVES them. He is a gamer. And he has gotten me playing Fable 2. This game is loads of fun. I guess after 3 years, I am starting to enjoy the games too. I am starting to get them. Even though I will not play without him in the room in case some super bad guys come and I get too frustrated. But man oh man, I will admit it. Xbox360 is fun.
Pineapple express was really funny. Seth Rogan interrogated someone with a cactus.
Other Random notes Friday, I FINALLY got my eyebrows done, and Sunday I dyed my hair a fabulous purple/black color. It looks like Black Cherry Kool-Aid. And I LOVE it.

Alrighty, lunch is over, and now its back to work. Today, life is good, even though I am the only one of my friends that has to work today.

One

This is my first post. No one knows about me. And that is the way I like it. I figured this is a good way to try to get some shit out. WARNING: Anyone reading this, I am not funny. People think I'm funny. Im not. I work, I raise my twins, and I play. Life is good. Today, I got some super good news! I am going to turn the job that I love from contracting, to full time. This makes me happy, as I not only work with some of the funniest people alive, they will give me endless stories, as they are all boys. Its like being in a frat house. Time to go, thats all for now. Just gettin my feet wet.

TTYL
xoxo
Me