Archive for January, 2008


I got my W-2 today.  Yay! 

I had a hard time sleeping last night.  I think I drank too much coffee yesterday.  Normally I’m pretty careful about how much caffeine I consume. 

I’m rereading The Three Musketeers.  It is hilarious.  I love Dumas.  He makes me really happy.  Some of his quotes are just awesome – I like this one:

It is rare that one can see in a little boy the promise of a man, but one can almost always see in a little girl the threat of a woman.
Alexandre Dumas 

I’m sick of the writers strike. 

I wish crazy people wouldn’t leave me messages at work at 1:18 pm on a friday asking me to call them back, then call again at 1:20 p.m. that same day demanding to know why I haven’t returned their calls.  Let me tell you, this is the kind of person I do not look forward to talking to. 

I went to charleston this past weekend and I came home with at least five more coozies than I left home with.  I also got a whistle in the bargain.  It was a good weekend.

A man who works in my building on a different floor commented yesterday on the elevator that my hair had a lot of bounce to it that day.  People notice interesting things. 

Snore.  This week is taking a long time.   

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I get a lot of South Carolina political spam on my work email.  I work and live in Georgia. 

My thumb got smashed in a drawer yesterday.  It is the kind of kitchen drawer that is somewhat weighted, where when it gets a certain amount of closed, it closes really quickly and heavily.  It hurt.  It hasn’t turned black which almost adds insult to injury because I feel like I’m being overly dramatic.  But I swear it really hurts. 

I did yoga on demand yesterday after I ran in the freezing cold.  My shoulders are seriously feeling it this morning.  I slept like a baby last night after my workout.  I forget how nice it is to go to sleep when you have abused your body. 

I like my job. 

I watched so many movies this weekend.  What Ever Happened to Baby Jane – which scared the hell out of me, Waitress – which I thought was really cute (I love Keri Russell), then a bunch of movies I’d seen before, Devil Wears Prada (elizabeth had never seen it), Troy, Mary Kate and Ashley’s "When in Rome", Reversal of Fortune (I love law movies, I know, I’m an idiot – but my knowledge of this movie helped me impress my evidence teacher in law school).  Sunday I went and saw the Bucket List with my parents.  It was cute and quite the tear jerker. 

I have so many important things to do – like laundry, and the grocery store, and picking up dry cleaning.  Things I should have done over my long weekend.

I’ve been having a lot of thoughts about weddings, and people getting married and trying to stay on the same page with your married friends when you are single and your single friends when you are married.  I don’t have time to sort them all out right now.  But I’ve been thinking about it.  It seems to be the trend to lose touch with your married friends, for at least the first six months to a year after the wedding.  Maybe you keep up for a month or two after the wedding.  But lines of communication seem to often fail.  I don’t want any of my married friends to think this is directed at them, because so many of them make a serious effort to keep in touch and do a good job of it. And I know a lot of it is my fault, I have a tendency to back off and not call as often because I don’t want to be a bother, and also as a self preservation tactic of you can’t drop me if I’ve already dropped you (this one is only used in severe circumstances, and is really more of an impulse of bad self esteem that I rarely act upon). 

The bottom line is, keeping in touch is hard in general, and it is easier to keep in touch with people who are at the same stage of life as you and harder to keep in touch with people who are going through different stages.  Basically I’m always shocked at the disconnect that seems to emerge between single people and married people.  And this is a huge generalization.  I would expect married people feel it just as much as single people do.  Maybe I’m wrong.  I hope y’all will tell me if I am. 

The most important thing to be said with all this is that it isn’t anyone’s fault.  And I have TONS of fun with all of my married friends.  I’m a great third wheel.  I’m a great fifth and seventh wheel.  And it makes me happy to see my friends happy.  And I don’t have a burning desire to be married right now.  I’d like to know I’ll be married on day.  My married friends give me hope. 

But it does change things.  How you relate, what you talk about, when you talk, where you see each other, how you approach problems, etc.  It is something to think about.   Let me know what y’all think.   

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It snowed here last night.  Weird huh?  Briscoe was pretty pumped about it.  We had some people over, and I made tortilla soup, and chocolate chip cookies, and we watched american idol and drank a few beers and it was a whole lot of fun.  We stood around in the kitchen and watched the snow fall on the deck and talked excitedly about whether or not we would have to go to work today.  We ducked outside to let the snow fall in our hair and laughed at the dogs slipping and sliding on the deck.  But, of course, the snow turned to rain before american idol was over, and we all knew it was just wishful thinking to believe we wouldn’t have to go to work.  But it was fun to think about. 

It is now 37 degrees, feels like 30, and cloudy, with showers predicted for the rest of the day.  High 42.  Pretty much miserable. 

But I have a bunch of soup left over, that should taste even better today, and no where that I have to be tonight, so I’m not going to complain.  I also have a warm little furry friend with which to snuggle. 

I think mini marshmellows make an excellent snack.  I like them when they are a little stale.  Low calorie, very sweet, fun to eat, great for people with oral fixations. 

I’m getting a lot better at drying my hair.  I have an awesome new hair dryer, which helps.  But I also think I’m not quite as paranoid.  And I’ve figured out what sort of stuff to put in it and how long I can go between washes with it still looking good.  I’m sorry if you think you should wash your hair everyday, I don’t agree with that, my hair likes not being washed every day. 

Guitar Hero is really, really fun.  And I am really, really, really bad at it.

I had an old man tell me over the phone the other day that he didn’t think any less of me because I was a woman.  Thanks. 

The Oregon Trail game on Facebook is pretty silly. 

American Gladiators is entertaining.  Deal or No Deal makes me nervous.  I had no idea that not a single person has won a million dollars yet.  American Idol is pretty fun, but makes me feel guilty for laughing at the pathetic people.  It is mean.  I don’t love reality tv and I’m sad that all the other tv is gone because of the writer’s strike.   

I drink too much caffeine. 

I had a crazy dream last night that I was in New Orleans again, with some of the same people and some different people.  It was very jumbled, but colorful and entertaining.  Briscoe was with me, and I also had recently adopted a bulldog puppy.  Gah, I can’t imagine what I would do with two dogs. 

My Uggs melted next to the fire the other night.  Very, Very sad.  Sniff.  I mean, I can still wear them, they are just a little warped.  Kate says they are ruined.  I told her to be quiet. 

Y’all be good, I’m going to try to work harder at updating more often. 


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This was actually on Saturday night at the House of Blues where we about got kicked for being cute and young and fun.  Hey, it happens. 

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I’m still alive

I apologize for dropping off the face of the earth – Christmas happened, then my computer at home broke, then I went to new orleans, and now I’m back at work.  My laptop is still broken.  Sad. 

Overall I’ve hand an amazing couple of weeks.  Very tired.  And it is really cold here. 

But I didn’t want y’all to think that something bad happened to me.  I’m still here, in mostly one piece. 

I am really looking forward to 2008.  I have a good feeling about it.  You might say I’m optimistic. 

No other real news.  I’m here, loving coffee and a fuzzy headed dog named Briscoe who runs into walls and likes to lick windows.

Happy 2008!   

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