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The kids have been pretty good this week, for this I am greatful. As for me? I am pretty close (maybe 1-2 nights of 1-2 hours)....of finishing my cross stitch...that should be good...I was going to write a long missive tonite and then i called Ryan and got sidetracked so if you want to know whats been going on with him, call him and check in.
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I have turned the corner from feeling very happy and blushy, to being sad....I'm not sad because I bemoan my lost youth or anything, I have no desire to go redo high school and correct mistakes ala Peggy Sue Got Married (because if Hollywood has taught us nothing its that, that never works anyways, you always end up where you were anyways)..but this week yet another guy I went to high school with mentioned something to the effect that "I know you are married now but I would have followed you anywhere." Well Damn.
Now this person (vs the 1st person) dated my (then) best friend for a time, and I never was the girl to mack on her friends' men after the fact, so never really considered him in "that way"..but damn. The depressing part of this is that I feel like the worlds biggest fucking moron ever because during this time period in high school I was beyond wrapped up in my (then) boyfriend (not Dale) for pretty much the entirety of my 3 years in high school (and some of freaking middle school) and I coulda so hit the town with either of these guys and been OK with that decision. I (much like someone else around here) coulda been the #1 lovegirl in my particular postal district. I feel like Janenne Garafolio in Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion, "THAT'S Sandy Frink? What the fuck was I thinking?" ( I was hung up like a picture on THAT guy? What the fuck was I thinking?) It's only depressing in the way that you start thinking "what the hell else did I miss out on?" Once you start thinking like that, you are totally sunk
The positive part of my whole unhealthy union with THAT guy was that as a direct result of my major league temper tantrum circa 1994, I started dating Dale and have pretty much been with him since that point. Shows that from all shit piles, a diamond can be found I suppose.
Now I am wondering with each new "I totally remember going to high school with that guy, lets send a friend request" am I gonna get some form of this letter back (aww too bad you were so hung up on whatshisdickface, i worshiped your size 9 feet and now I own a mansion and a yacht) from people?
Either way its been fun to catch up with people I havent seen or thought about in years and check in how howzit going. If you believe the media Myspace is nothing but pederasts and underage girls bitching about other underage girls. For me, its my own personal "if you were in 11th grade right now you'd be hittin' it up style" site. I think I should get dale to get a page so he can find out how many girls LOOOOOVED him when he was in high school? That would totally be interesting.
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It's hard to be a neutral party because you want to please everyone and end up pleasing no one. In the wars it's always the neutral party that gets fuck-ee-fuckeed...Look at WWII, we bomb Japan and Germany back to the stone age and now we love 'um, we help rebuild their countries, we make them into leading superpowers....Switzerland is a big ass joke, a punchline...I need to be Iceland..
Anyways tonites post only resonates with two people...I am sending a shout out to my two pals who are having 99 problems (thanks Jay-Z) and quite possibly the worst night on record. Im trying to be supportive and helpful to both sides and after all that I have this sinking suspicion that I may have made it worse by trying to make it better, that I may end up being the scapegoat somehow and losing 1 or both friends, and thus the misery transferrence would be complete.
Plus its equally as hard when you are trying to help via IM'ing. I find my sarcasm doesnt translate well via type...I mean, shit , you dont want a "of course you should toss him off the Tallahatchee Bridge" to be taken seriously do ya? Cripes. I find that I am now gonna have problems sleeping because my brain is going to 11. Call, me if you need me you guys.
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For those who have not heard my Latin field trip story: Once upon a time the 2 high schools (North and South) decided to have a joint field trip, overnight, to Madison for a Latin conference, or something…I have no idea what we actually did on the trip….I just remember playing Certamin in the Tripp Commons (trust me, it sounded hilarious when this one kid kept saying it over and over….I digress)…Some genius (prob. The 2 teachers Miss Cupertino who was in her late 60s early 70s and had a huge ass mole on her face and a Julius Ceasar hair cut and some other old biddy who was also in her 90s) decided to take a bunch of hormonally charged teens to Madison for the weekend and have them stay in a hotel.
Now the first mistake was giving me and my 2 female roommates Allison and Susan a room with AN ADJOINING DOOR to the room occupied by 3 boys, 1 of which I had a HUGE crush on….Long story short, many girls were sleeping with boys, many girls and boys were passed out on contraband alcohol…and Garret (the guy I have been emailing) helped a bunch of college skiers move their stuff into their rooms and they rewarded him with beer for helping…Giving a 15 year old beer=passed out 15 year old…
anyways, Garret told me in our email chat that he had a huge crush on me in High School…That pretty much made my day right there…also bummed me out in the way that I realized I was way way too into this guy I dated in high school so that I didn’t even notice someone (who I should say was a very big hottie) liked me…But as he said, it should make both our days happier…I also learned that my high school sophomore year Homecoming date is now a Priest! A Priest! As I said to Garret in my email, that’s right up there with finding out after the fact that your high school boyfriend/girlfriend was really gay. I gotta try and find out where he is a priest…I googled for him but he has a pretty common name so I keep getting listings for a musical artist not him….
Today is Great Apple Chinese day, yum Pork fry rice. Also watching The Office (again-it just gets more and more brilliant), and also planning on watching Braveheart (Dale converted it for me last night). He also has 13 episodes of Battlestar to add to the pod for the plane…plus he is redoing Rushmore, Cars, and Royal Tennenbaum’s for me (since the sound didn’t sync up the 1st time we did it.
We leave for the superbowl in 48 hours
Anyways, I was swamped at work all day today, not so swamped that I couldnt watch, and then rewatch The Office 2 part Benihana's Christmas episode while coding files. As I wrote to Ryan, i spewed tea on my monitor trying to hold in a laugh at Dwight telling Angela to start the party. How could I not have started watching this show when Ryan told me about it, I note here for the record, I was an idiot and Ryan is way way cooler than me.
I am both excited to leave for Miami in 3 days and terribly stressed. Excited because 1: its our 5 year anniversary on friday (happy groundhog day all) and 2: we leave for Miami (via detroit) but I am stressed because I really hate to fly and get amazingly scared and overwhelmed...But I found my happy dappy pills so that + a drink (haha) should set me up for the flight. The bad part is I am not sitting next to dale on the way down so I cant hold hands with him.. blah.
I am almost 1/2 way through the great annual re-reading of all the 80+ Nero Wolfe books...not planning on taking them down to florida (as some PB are quite rare and hard to find)...planning on rereading Jonathan Strange and Mr Norrell, The Mojo Collection (the greatest albums of all time) and I think the Mists of Avalon during the weekend we are gone....
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Dale figured out how to take my DVDs and compress them onto my ipod..so tomorrow I am looking forward to more BSG and possible Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants, Rushmore, Cars, and The Royal Tennenbaums (its a Wes Anderson day I guess.)
If anyone out there wants in to our superbowl pool at work its $5.00 a square. Call me. I am now rocking out to Ren and Stimpy's theme....this + 3 cups of tea with honey is totally pumping me up for workin out....
plus in the how bad was your day category...dale left the office for a few hours for an interview, when he came back, they had SOLD HIS CHAIR from his desk and left him with nothing to sit on! Fantastic huh?!
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Bah today…..
You know I wonder again how hard it is to show up to your job every day and on time. We have someone who works here who starts at 8 am daily. This person has worked here 5-6 yrs and will freely admit that they can not get to work at 8am and have been late every day since they started. Work knows this and has specifically trained/hired people to cover that person’s job until they get to work anywhere from 5-25 min later. How can you NEVER show up for work on time? How can an employer NOT care? Does this boggle your mind?
Last night started the last “Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants” book. My husband mocking me inwardly for reading “chick-lit.” He can bugger off because I would list my “chick-lit” books in my library of 2k+ books to equal possibly 10 books, if that. I think I own all the SOTTP books and maybe a copy of The Devil Wears Prada and I am sure I own Legally Blonde, somewhere…maybe? I am still on my quest to reread all 90+ Nero’ Wolfe’s, plus I need to replace my copy of Gambit because it is in poor condition, but considering it’s the 1948 ed., its not half bad, just crumbly.
Music stuck in my heavy i-pod rotation: Regina Spektor, specifically Hotel Song and Fidelity…she reminds me of a young Tori Amos….Miss Saigon: Original London Recording, a few songs keep getting stuck in my head which necessitates me listening to the whole score, Lea Salonga kills me….I’m also listening to the soundtrack to “The Cider House Rules” a lot. Two reasons, it’s a wonderfully quiet and gentle score…the whole thing is akin to wrapping up in a comfy blanket and crashing asleep, plus it reminds me that it’s about that time of the year where I need to re-read The Cider House Rules and more importantly “A Prayer for Owen Meany.”
I am also gonna cop to buying a copy of Elton John’s “Mona Lisa and Mad Hatters” simply because of that damn Snicker’s bar commercial-it gave me an ear worm…
I’m desperately trying to find a copy of Chris Rock doing “No Sex (In The Champaign Room)” from Bigger and Blacker…its not on I-tunes or on Limewire…you can find the video on Youtube, but that doesn’t help me when I want to rock out with that + Everybody’s Free (to wear sunscreen) when I’m in the car now does it??/
Then I get home to find out something smells funny in the sink, no idea what unidentifiable smell is or where it is coming from in sink....perhaphs the 1 day worth of every dish we have in the house being dirty?
Thankfully I have two new books "Forever in Blue" and "Plum Lovin'" plus 3 new books I got used at the gym....and Im crabby because my tooth hurts and I am trying to IM ryan on myspace and he is deadout in cyberspace...poop on his head (not really!)......
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Today according to my online calandar is "Friendship Appreciation Day." I am not sure there is a greeting card for that so I am blogging out my appreciation for a select and random few: my Evil Twin Ryan, he's having a rough patch right about now but its certainly appreciated that even though he no longer works for the law firm anymore, he keeps me sane by letting me vent about work....plus i'm pretty sure it flows back the same way...so I am sending good vibes out into the universe that his life gets less complicated sooner rather than later.
To Cat the world traveler: hopefully she is safe in Africa doing whatever whereever...i appreciate that I have one friend out in the world who actually gets to get out in the world, places I am sure I will never get to visit, but she always sends us back things from where ever she is (and I love the banana leaf angel for the tree!), we miss you and come home soon to visit....
Also to my other world traveler friend Derek who is coming back to the US after almost 3 years in Japan teaching and being taught, I can not wait to catch up with you when you hit the states...
Plus have to give a shout out to the wayward Dylan, godfather for our son...he's back in Tex-ass and on his way back to school to do something medical (it was late and i forgot)....its been too long since we have seen him, but when he can get here, I promise we will get V and Owen back to church and baptise him all over again since you missed him the 1st time around...a bit more water and words never hurt anyone...
and finally to my girl Vanessa...she is moved in to her new pad on the swingin' downtown scene and I am hoping for her that 2007 is a better year than a majority of 2006....I know that she has been pretty down but im also sending out good vibes into the universe that all is gonna be well this year...we have to get together again soon, take Owen shopping or something...anyways, work is almost over, i gotta run..