Things we say:
HOW THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO USE THE MOTHER FUCKING TOUCH TONE SYSTEM IF I DON'T HAVE A MOTHER FUCKING KEYPAD?!--customer
This is my first day with my smart phone, an it's making me feel pretty dumb.--same customer
Welcome to the smart phone crowd!--me.
Blurb my brain:
I have to say that the above call made my night. I have never been screamed at, and she did feel really sorry but I was still laughing about it.
I have been in need of a laugh. I feel like a kid in december, waiting for Christmas which feels like it never will come. I just want Christmas to be over. I am sick of the music already, an it isn't even December yet.
I love when everyone is happy, and church gets more crowded, and things like that. This year I have even donated more to Salvation army than I ever have before. Food, family, relaxation, I am all good with and excited for.
But seriously? I just want to see Fiancé again. It's under 4 weeks, something like 26 days or something. It seems like forever.
Ironically, one of my friend's husband deployed today and I got to be he supportive one, which is a switch from what it was.
But I find it funny how we wish for time to speed up and slow down. I want the night to be We humans are pretty demanding, huh?
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Feeling Like a Man
Things We Say:
I am much better at sex in my fantasies--me
Am I causing an acCUMulation of moisture?--Fiance, trying to distract me from my paper.
Ring of doom=end of bachelorhood.--Fiance
I made my first payment towards my student loans.--Me
Aw, you're almost an adult now.--Fiance.
9x-7i>3(3x-7u)
9x-7i>9x-21u
-7i>-21u
7i<21u
i<3u --Fiance.
She said that her computer just went somewhere. Like, what the fuck does that mean? Did it sprout legs and go get a turkey sandwich?--Lindsay
Blurb My Brain:
Hello all. Sorry for the delays in posting. I have no excuse. Today's post is simply here to brag about how wonderful I feel. This of course is similar to about half the posts I have on this blog, but just deal with it. But first, a philosophy.
I am a firm believer and partaker in No Shave November. Luckily, this year Fiance isn't here, so I don't have to worry about that. BUT I do like to partake in the festivities. Which basically means not shaving. IT'S disgusting, but I am not really a girly girl to begin with. So this brings me to tonight.
See, I had a midterm, a final, and a paper to write last week for my psychology class. I spent a buttload of time last week finishing that up, and then I checked my assignments for my computer class only to see that another fricken paper was due by the end of the week to count as the midterm. THE HECK?! So as per usual, I procrastinated until TODAY to do it. (I promise I'm getting to the point) So naturally I continue to procrastinate today, by accomplishing some other equally important tasks (like getting Pickles some new keys, buying a wedding planning book, getting a starbucks caramel frappacino, and of course going to the bank to reduce some of the debt from christmas shopping). Well, 5 in the afternoon rolled around and I had reached a point of disappointment in myself that I could no longer stand. I took out the sources I had printed off, and began reading.
Then Fiance chat with me, and I get distracted with the Internet. So I finally get through all my sources at 9 at night (which is ridiculous because I only had 6 sources) and I get the blank word document open. Screw this I'm hungry. Go eat dinner, come back upstairs, and again, forget this, I am going to shower.
(here's the point) Oh my God showers are so awesome. Steamy, hot, wet (as opposed to dry??) showers where your skin prunes from being in there too long. Showers where you can shave in comfort and not care how much hot water you use.
So immediately following No Shave November is Disgusting Drain December, right? I mean with everyone shaving on December 1st, the drain systems have to be gross. I imagine they are pretty grotesque to begin with, what with the toothpaste, denture cream, sexual items, spit, and other hygiene items. But then you start pumping pounds of dirt, that's nasty!
I am much better at sex in my fantasies--me
Am I causing an acCUMulation of moisture?--Fiance, trying to distract me from my paper.
Ring of doom=end of bachelorhood.--Fiance
I made my first payment towards my student loans.--Me
Aw, you're almost an adult now.--Fiance.
9x-7i>3(3x-7u)
9x-7i>9x-21u
-7i>-21u
7i<21u
i<3u --Fiance.
She said that her computer just went somewhere. Like, what the fuck does that mean? Did it sprout legs and go get a turkey sandwich?--Lindsay
Blurb My Brain:
Hello all. Sorry for the delays in posting. I have no excuse. Today's post is simply here to brag about how wonderful I feel. This of course is similar to about half the posts I have on this blog, but just deal with it. But first, a philosophy.
I am a firm believer and partaker in No Shave November. Luckily, this year Fiance isn't here, so I don't have to worry about that. BUT I do like to partake in the festivities. Which basically means not shaving. IT'S disgusting, but I am not really a girly girl to begin with. So this brings me to tonight.
See, I had a midterm, a final, and a paper to write last week for my psychology class. I spent a buttload of time last week finishing that up, and then I checked my assignments for my computer class only to see that another fricken paper was due by the end of the week to count as the midterm. THE HECK?! So as per usual, I procrastinated until TODAY to do it. (I promise I'm getting to the point) So naturally I continue to procrastinate today, by accomplishing some other equally important tasks (like getting Pickles some new keys, buying a wedding planning book, getting a starbucks caramel frappacino, and of course going to the bank to reduce some of the debt from christmas shopping). Well, 5 in the afternoon rolled around and I had reached a point of disappointment in myself that I could no longer stand. I took out the sources I had printed off, and began reading.
Then Fiance chat with me, and I get distracted with the Internet. So I finally get through all my sources at 9 at night (which is ridiculous because I only had 6 sources) and I get the blank word document open. Screw this I'm hungry. Go eat dinner, come back upstairs, and again, forget this, I am going to shower.
(here's the point) Oh my God showers are so awesome. Steamy, hot, wet (as opposed to dry??) showers where your skin prunes from being in there too long. Showers where you can shave in comfort and not care how much hot water you use.
So immediately following No Shave November is Disgusting Drain December, right? I mean with everyone shaving on December 1st, the drain systems have to be gross. I imagine they are pretty grotesque to begin with, what with the toothpaste, denture cream, sexual items, spit, and other hygiene items. But then you start pumping pounds of dirt, that's nasty!
Monday, November 21, 2011
What a Week
Weddings, work, women, and woes. That's what I have been up to my dear 17 readers. I am going to go in order.
Weddings.
I am sure the more elegant they are, the more worth it they become. I am in no way doubting this. However, were I to have a disposable income, and Fiancé's presence, I would SO be married now. No one ever says "enjoy being engaged! It's so much fun!" and if they tell you that, they clearly have forgotten what it is like. Money, colors, suits, little-shit-you-never-think-of-and-know-is-not-significant-and-no-one-will-remember-but-god-forbid-you-don't-have-it-in-your-damn-wedding-STUFF, food-that-people-will-only-remember-when-they-look-at-pictures-from-the-wedding, and everything else. There's very little that has gone the way that I wanted from the start. The only thing that really matters is that I am still marrying Fiancé. Right? But still, it would be nice to have a wedding that resembles my dream wedding. And don't get me wrong, it's going to be CLASSY. And I'm going to wear an A-line dress like I always wanted. And I'm going to have most, if not all, of my closest friends there to support me. But the cake has been ripped to shreds, the wedding colors dashed, the time of the year (thank you to Uncle Sam for that bad boy) frozen, photographer chosen for me, food catering choice not going to happen, and I'm not going to get to sleep in my own bed before the wedding due to the fact my family will be in town. Don't get me wrong, IT WILL BE CLASSY and it WILL BE GORGEOUS, and I WILL LOOK AMAZING. It just isn't going the way I had hoped.
Work.
I swear guys, I love my job. Every day is a challenge. But just one day, I'd like the easy calls to come in. I think that I have my phone wired to receive calls that are difficult, and require managerial input at all times. Nothing ever seems to be easy. And that makes for a long day. In fact, I rarely get to my breaks on time, because about 2 minutes before break time hits, people call in and I have to research the problem, find solutions, report back to them, and BOOM! there goes my 15 minute break, that I'm now late for. And if I happen to get to my break on time, I often spend it catching up on my work! How is THAT fair? It's not. But I do feel like I accomplished a LOT at the end of the day, solely based on my level of exhaustion. And tomorrow I start my schedule of 12-9, yes, that is PM. That really doesn't bother me though, so much as that I have an hour commute home. Luckily getting home at 10 is not all that bad when you don't have to be up until 10am the next day. ha. And how do people work and go to school? I spent every spare second this last week trying to do my school work, so I could stay afloat in the class. I attempt to do my reading at lunch, but unfortunately, doing my reading in the conference room invites myself to a private screening with my bosses in watching It's Always Sunny in Philedelphia, the Sopranos, or Super Troopers (which they don't find funny, because they are bosses. I have no other reason or explanation as to how they don't find that funny. But oh well.) which is not good studying environment. Luckily one class ends this week, so I will be able to focus on the other until December 19th when the class ends.
Women.
Just. Women.
Women Take Two.
Ok, dramatic effect aside, women are AWFUL creatures. Just TERRIBLE! Pregnant, Mothers, Brides, Bridesmaids, Customers, just WOMEN! I love my mother, and my bridesmaids, but who knew so. much. shit was entangled into details for WOMEN of the wedding? Hair, nails, make up, dresses, shoes, tights, flowers, colors, jewelry, spas.... et cetera, et cetera. I may have 99% of that figured out, but still! Talk about a CHORE! And we women, we are just EXPENSIVE! Did you know that each of my bridesmaids dresses are ON SALE for $59.99? That's $240 in fabric, and jeweled sequins. Luckily, the bridesmaids buy their own dresses. I'm buying the shoes, as a small gift to my girls, at $30 a piece, which by the way is super cheap. It's still $120. And then an hour of spa, $60. Add on another $240. My flowergirl, she's got to wear a dress too, you know. Can't have a tarzan-esque flower girl, so that's another $120. See? we are expensive, and we haven't even gotten to the jewelry. And mothers, I love my mother, and my mother-in-law-to-be, but how do they find a way to think of things for the wedding that I didn't even remotely consider? But at the same time, how did either of them fail to mention postage costing me my first born child's first textbook? Women.
Woes.
I love all my readers, and all my friends and the 14 of you reading this will be offended. The other 3 are men. But women, and I do this too, woe too much. I roll my eyes when people complain about being away from their Significant others for the night, or waiting until the end of the work day to see them. Please. That's all I am going to say, about this, since I have entirely too much reading to do for the week.
Weddings.
I am sure the more elegant they are, the more worth it they become. I am in no way doubting this. However, were I to have a disposable income, and Fiancé's presence, I would SO be married now. No one ever says "enjoy being engaged! It's so much fun!" and if they tell you that, they clearly have forgotten what it is like. Money, colors, suits, little-shit-you-never-think-of-and-know-is-not-significant-and-no-one-will-remember-but-god-forbid-you-don't-have-it-in-your-damn-wedding-STUFF, food-that-people-will-only-remember-when-they-look-at-pictures-from-the-wedding, and everything else. There's very little that has gone the way that I wanted from the start. The only thing that really matters is that I am still marrying Fiancé. Right? But still, it would be nice to have a wedding that resembles my dream wedding. And don't get me wrong, it's going to be CLASSY. And I'm going to wear an A-line dress like I always wanted. And I'm going to have most, if not all, of my closest friends there to support me. But the cake has been ripped to shreds, the wedding colors dashed, the time of the year (thank you to Uncle Sam for that bad boy) frozen, photographer chosen for me, food catering choice not going to happen, and I'm not going to get to sleep in my own bed before the wedding due to the fact my family will be in town. Don't get me wrong, IT WILL BE CLASSY and it WILL BE GORGEOUS, and I WILL LOOK AMAZING. It just isn't going the way I had hoped.
Work.
I swear guys, I love my job. Every day is a challenge. But just one day, I'd like the easy calls to come in. I think that I have my phone wired to receive calls that are difficult, and require managerial input at all times. Nothing ever seems to be easy. And that makes for a long day. In fact, I rarely get to my breaks on time, because about 2 minutes before break time hits, people call in and I have to research the problem, find solutions, report back to them, and BOOM! there goes my 15 minute break, that I'm now late for. And if I happen to get to my break on time, I often spend it catching up on my work! How is THAT fair? It's not. But I do feel like I accomplished a LOT at the end of the day, solely based on my level of exhaustion. And tomorrow I start my schedule of 12-9, yes, that is PM. That really doesn't bother me though, so much as that I have an hour commute home. Luckily getting home at 10 is not all that bad when you don't have to be up until 10am the next day. ha. And how do people work and go to school? I spent every spare second this last week trying to do my school work, so I could stay afloat in the class. I attempt to do my reading at lunch, but unfortunately, doing my reading in the conference room invites myself to a private screening with my bosses in watching It's Always Sunny in Philedelphia, the Sopranos, or Super Troopers (which they don't find funny, because they are bosses. I have no other reason or explanation as to how they don't find that funny. But oh well.) which is not good studying environment. Luckily one class ends this week, so I will be able to focus on the other until December 19th when the class ends.
Women.
Just. Women.
Women Take Two.
Ok, dramatic effect aside, women are AWFUL creatures. Just TERRIBLE! Pregnant, Mothers, Brides, Bridesmaids, Customers, just WOMEN! I love my mother, and my bridesmaids, but who knew so. much. shit was entangled into details for WOMEN of the wedding? Hair, nails, make up, dresses, shoes, tights, flowers, colors, jewelry, spas.... et cetera, et cetera. I may have 99% of that figured out, but still! Talk about a CHORE! And we women, we are just EXPENSIVE! Did you know that each of my bridesmaids dresses are ON SALE for $59.99? That's $240 in fabric, and jeweled sequins. Luckily, the bridesmaids buy their own dresses. I'm buying the shoes, as a small gift to my girls, at $30 a piece, which by the way is super cheap. It's still $120. And then an hour of spa, $60. Add on another $240. My flowergirl, she's got to wear a dress too, you know. Can't have a tarzan-esque flower girl, so that's another $120. See? we are expensive, and we haven't even gotten to the jewelry. And mothers, I love my mother, and my mother-in-law-to-be, but how do they find a way to think of things for the wedding that I didn't even remotely consider? But at the same time, how did either of them fail to mention postage costing me my first born child's first textbook? Women.
Woes.
I love all my readers, and all my friends and the 14 of you reading this will be offended. The other 3 are men. But women, and I do this too, woe too much. I roll my eyes when people complain about being away from their Significant others for the night, or waiting until the end of the work day to see them. Please. That's all I am going to say, about this, since I have entirely too much reading to do for the week.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
The real kitchen nightmares
Blurb my brain:
So I am now registered with Fiancé for our wedding registry. I won't say where, as you could very easily see Fiancé's name that way. But. Generally speaking:
Holy crap there are a lot of things for a wedding registry!! I was going through and it was like 150 items in my registry already, and wouldn't you know there are so many I didn't select! There are some gadgets that I understand you'd want. Peeler, juicer, waffle maker, got it. But an apple peeling hand crank thing? Just ridiculous.
Also, the site where we are running the registry through you can create a wedding site which is pretty nifty. :) I had a hard time speaking in Fiancé's voice but I felt it did a good enough job.
I have to say, this part of the wedding is super fun. Planning our future (albeit nonexistent) bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen has a completely new and exciting feel to it. Is it bad that kitchen gadgets and bath towels excite me?
So I am now registered with Fiancé for our wedding registry. I won't say where, as you could very easily see Fiancé's name that way. But. Generally speaking:
Holy crap there are a lot of things for a wedding registry!! I was going through and it was like 150 items in my registry already, and wouldn't you know there are so many I didn't select! There are some gadgets that I understand you'd want. Peeler, juicer, waffle maker, got it. But an apple peeling hand crank thing? Just ridiculous.
Also, the site where we are running the registry through you can create a wedding site which is pretty nifty. :) I had a hard time speaking in Fiancé's voice but I felt it did a good enough job.
I have to say, this part of the wedding is super fun. Planning our future (albeit nonexistent) bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen has a completely new and exciting feel to it. Is it bad that kitchen gadgets and bath towels excite me?
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Just another Awesome day
Blurb My Brain:
So everyone seem pretty stoked about the weekend. Especially since 95% of the people in the nation have the day off. And by 95% of the nation I am of course excluding the unemployed (although maybe I should include them, since they don't have to go into work tomorrow), those in fast food, and those in retail. So maybe it's more like 33% of the nation. Whatever. Shut up. But unfortunately (THERE! I FOUND THE POINT!) I do not have the day off. But I am not complaining. I get paid time and a half, which sends me into super ecstatic mode. My eyes have changed from spheres into big dollar signs.
So yes, I do have to work. But, I get to be more relaxed and wear jeans and a nice dress shirt rather than my nice business dress. I also get to park in the building, rather than take a bus from the Arena to work. Not like that makes too much of a difference, since I basically spend 11 minutes on the bus, and it drops me off right behind the office building. But I'm pretty excited that I get to wear jeans, since I have basically used all of my dress wear for the week. I don't know why on earth I threw out all my dress clothes. . . I guess I figured I'd be unemployed for 6 months when I got back? I'm not always the brightest crayon in the box though.
OH! Speaking of bright...today was a bright day! Actually, I think it might have been, but I got to the office when the sun was still getting out of bed and then left after it went back to sleep. But I woke up this morning, and was like "today is going to be great." So I got ready, listened to Daft Punk on my way to the shuttle, and Fiance messaged me, and asked if I wanted to FaceTime him. Well, since I was early, why not! Except you need a wifi connection. DOH! So he installed Skype on his iPad, and then we chatted for about 15 minutes before I got into work. We immediately got to our own desks and did our own work, and that was super exciting.
Then we went to lunch, and by we I mean I. The other girls in training didn't get to lunch until later.
And before lunch, I got a call from a florist, saying that they had flowers for me, but couldn't find where I was located. So I told them I'd meet out front of the building, where I picked up my 12 giant red roses! Chyeah! Fiance fricken rocked it! And the vase was a pretty red, with a cute bow and rhinestones, and oh my god it was gorgeous. See?
So everyone seem pretty stoked about the weekend. Especially since 95% of the people in the nation have the day off. And by 95% of the nation I am of course excluding the unemployed (although maybe I should include them, since they don't have to go into work tomorrow), those in fast food, and those in retail. So maybe it's more like 33% of the nation. Whatever. Shut up. But unfortunately (THERE! I FOUND THE POINT!) I do not have the day off. But I am not complaining. I get paid time and a half, which sends me into super ecstatic mode. My eyes have changed from spheres into big dollar signs.
So yes, I do have to work. But, I get to be more relaxed and wear jeans and a nice dress shirt rather than my nice business dress. I also get to park in the building, rather than take a bus from the Arena to work. Not like that makes too much of a difference, since I basically spend 11 minutes on the bus, and it drops me off right behind the office building. But I'm pretty excited that I get to wear jeans, since I have basically used all of my dress wear for the week. I don't know why on earth I threw out all my dress clothes. . . I guess I figured I'd be unemployed for 6 months when I got back? I'm not always the brightest crayon in the box though.
OH! Speaking of bright...today was a bright day! Actually, I think it might have been, but I got to the office when the sun was still getting out of bed and then left after it went back to sleep. But I woke up this morning, and was like "today is going to be great." So I got ready, listened to Daft Punk on my way to the shuttle, and Fiance messaged me, and asked if I wanted to FaceTime him. Well, since I was early, why not! Except you need a wifi connection. DOH! So he installed Skype on his iPad, and then we chatted for about 15 minutes before I got into work. We immediately got to our own desks and did our own work, and that was super exciting.
Then we went to lunch, and by we I mean I. The other girls in training didn't get to lunch until later.
And before lunch, I got a call from a florist, saying that they had flowers for me, but couldn't find where I was located. So I told them I'd meet out front of the building, where I picked up my 12 giant red roses! Chyeah! Fiance fricken rocked it! And the vase was a pretty red, with a cute bow and rhinestones, and oh my god it was gorgeous. See?
It just tickled my ever loving fancy. I swear you guys. He really is just the greatest thing I have ever had in my life. In fact, he even tricked me in order to get me these things. He said he needed my work address for paperwork to get married (and it totally worked!). So. Sweet.
Then on my lunch break I got an issue with my school resolved, so my tuition doesn't triple! Yeah to saving money!
So that's pretty much all the awesome I could squeeze into one post. :) Back to homework!
Sunday, November 6, 2011
It Smells Like Eternity Up In Here
Blurb My Brain:
You know what guys? I haven't done a Things We Say in a LONG time. And you know what else? I can't help it! I haven't been out around the general public enough to eavesdrop and find funny things we say.
Yesterday I drove down to my uncle's place to get Pickles fixed. He was being a bad boy and spraying the garage with his oil. So I drove by myself to my uncle's, and it was funny. I realized I'm a big girl now. I not only am allowed to drive 2.5 hours by myself, I actually got to the uncle's place without any serious problems. So yesterday Uncle Mitch and Uncle Gregg fixed Pickles for 5 hours, while Aunt Judy and I talked. It was pretty nice. Then we went to Applebee's, where I had a Mudslide (nom!) and some boneless wings. The wings were a bit too spicy for me, so I was SUPER GLAD I got the Mudslide. Then I realized my cousin was trying to contact me, but we didn't have each others' phone numbers, so she decided to stay in.
This morning I drove back, with no problems, and found out that Mom was at the Laundromat. I needed my laundry done too, since you know, I have been wearing my 5 dress outfits to work for the week. So, I load my hamper into my truck, and drive to the laundromat. It was fun, washing and folding clothes with Mom. And about half way through the laundry, she asked if I wanted to look at wedding dresses today.
YES!
So we got to David's Bridal at 4:30, told them exactly which one I wanted, and a consultant helped find the dress. It was in ivory, which I want my dress to be white, but she said she could order the correct color. So I grabbed that one, and another one which was just gorgeous, and then went to the fitting room. The David's Bridal lady had to help me into my bra (its kind of like a corset), and then tried the first dress on.
It was a strapless A Line dress, with a red design across the boobs, and the red center piece. It was gorgeous, but I figured it kind of looked Prom Dress-y. I am not going to prom, I'm getting married. So then we tried on the second dress, which I had been looking at online for the last several weeks (a satin A line Halter dress with a red sash). It not only fit, but it also looked amazing on. And the WEIRDEST thing happened to me when I was wearing it.
I realized I am legitimately getting married.
I fought back tears as I realized how amazing I am looking in my actual dream wedding dress, and how I'm going to be so beautiful as I pledge eternity to Fiance. Words can't really describe a feeling like that. And before you harp on me, yes I know, I've been engaged for almost a month. But you know what? I don't think that it had actually hit me that I was actually getting married. I think trying on the dress with your mother sitting behind you just flips a switch. I felt different.
Granted, I will probably be hit with a double dose of the Eternity Perfume when the actual dress I ordered comes in, since it will have all the right colors and stuff. But still, it was a pretty fricken magical moment.
You know what guys? I haven't done a Things We Say in a LONG time. And you know what else? I can't help it! I haven't been out around the general public enough to eavesdrop and find funny things we say.
Yesterday I drove down to my uncle's place to get Pickles fixed. He was being a bad boy and spraying the garage with his oil. So I drove by myself to my uncle's, and it was funny. I realized I'm a big girl now. I not only am allowed to drive 2.5 hours by myself, I actually got to the uncle's place without any serious problems. So yesterday Uncle Mitch and Uncle Gregg fixed Pickles for 5 hours, while Aunt Judy and I talked. It was pretty nice. Then we went to Applebee's, where I had a Mudslide (nom!) and some boneless wings. The wings were a bit too spicy for me, so I was SUPER GLAD I got the Mudslide. Then I realized my cousin was trying to contact me, but we didn't have each others' phone numbers, so she decided to stay in.
This morning I drove back, with no problems, and found out that Mom was at the Laundromat. I needed my laundry done too, since you know, I have been wearing my 5 dress outfits to work for the week. So, I load my hamper into my truck, and drive to the laundromat. It was fun, washing and folding clothes with Mom. And about half way through the laundry, she asked if I wanted to look at wedding dresses today.
YES!
So we got to David's Bridal at 4:30, told them exactly which one I wanted, and a consultant helped find the dress. It was in ivory, which I want my dress to be white, but she said she could order the correct color. So I grabbed that one, and another one which was just gorgeous, and then went to the fitting room. The David's Bridal lady had to help me into my bra (its kind of like a corset), and then tried the first dress on.
It was a strapless A Line dress, with a red design across the boobs, and the red center piece. It was gorgeous, but I figured it kind of looked Prom Dress-y. I am not going to prom, I'm getting married. So then we tried on the second dress, which I had been looking at online for the last several weeks (a satin A line Halter dress with a red sash). It not only fit, but it also looked amazing on. And the WEIRDEST thing happened to me when I was wearing it.
I realized I am legitimately getting married.
I fought back tears as I realized how amazing I am looking in my actual dream wedding dress, and how I'm going to be so beautiful as I pledge eternity to Fiance. Words can't really describe a feeling like that. And before you harp on me, yes I know, I've been engaged for almost a month. But you know what? I don't think that it had actually hit me that I was actually getting married. I think trying on the dress with your mother sitting behind you just flips a switch. I felt different.
Granted, I will probably be hit with a double dose of the Eternity Perfume when the actual dress I ordered comes in, since it will have all the right colors and stuff. But still, it was a pretty fricken magical moment.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Sweet Sweet Connectedness
Blurb My Brain:
So today at Job was fun, and kind of boring at the same time. I did training for the first half of the day, and then listened to customers for the second half of the day. What was fun was that I was starting to grasp the concept of what it is I have to do, and how to do it. Of course there was the occasional customer with a problem I had NO clue on how to handle. But I am excited because tomorrow I get some actual hands on training. I am SO nervous! But a good kind of nervous I would say. Hope it's all easy people tomorrow. LOL.
I am missing Fiance pretty hard core lately. He kind of dropped a huge bomb (understandably. We are not rich folk) so I've been in a rather shitacular mood because of it.
Not to mention getting Internet again means I have to catch up on my school work. Which honestly isn't that bad, since one class just started last week. But still, I have like 5 chapters to read, not to mention a research paper due in 2 weeks, and oh, I started my new job! And unlike my previous previous (BM...Before McDonald's) job, I can't sit there and do my homework. So poop. I'm going to have to get up EARLY in the morning and do my homework now. Well, once I start my regular hours. Right now I'm doing the homework all night when I get home. Sucky.
So yeah, just stressed about money, and school, and money. I guess things are beginning to fall into place. Except that my room is TRASHED because I have clothes all over it when I was unpacking. So maybe when I catch up on my stinking homework, I can put my clothes away and take them out of the suitcase. Maybe. Ugh. Don't move. Ever.
So today at Job was fun, and kind of boring at the same time. I did training for the first half of the day, and then listened to customers for the second half of the day. What was fun was that I was starting to grasp the concept of what it is I have to do, and how to do it. Of course there was the occasional customer with a problem I had NO clue on how to handle. But I am excited because tomorrow I get some actual hands on training. I am SO nervous! But a good kind of nervous I would say. Hope it's all easy people tomorrow. LOL.
I am missing Fiance pretty hard core lately. He kind of dropped a huge bomb (understandably. We are not rich folk) so I've been in a rather shitacular mood because of it.
Not to mention getting Internet again means I have to catch up on my school work. Which honestly isn't that bad, since one class just started last week. But still, I have like 5 chapters to read, not to mention a research paper due in 2 weeks, and oh, I started my new job! And unlike my previous previous (BM...Before McDonald's) job, I can't sit there and do my homework. So poop. I'm going to have to get up EARLY in the morning and do my homework now. Well, once I start my regular hours. Right now I'm doing the homework all night when I get home. Sucky.
So yeah, just stressed about money, and school, and money. I guess things are beginning to fall into place. Except that my room is TRASHED because I have clothes all over it when I was unpacking. So maybe when I catch up on my stinking homework, I can put my clothes away and take them out of the suitcase. Maybe. Ugh. Don't move. Ever.
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Blurb my brain:
See what happens when you let time run away? Your life starts to get away from you. Ugh. I don't know where to start.
Last day at McDonalds was funny, with the exception of not getting a break for 4 hours because the manager was kinda clueless. I say it was funny because I literally had to cut open ketchup packets and squeeze them into the ketchup gun. And then The mayo gun exploded and the guy compared it to the way he comes. It was just. Very. Odd.
So I started Job on Monday, which of course was Halloween. I had debated bringing a costume, but ultimately decided against it. Should have brought it. Oh well. So my first day was nice, with a pot luck and meeting people, and listening to them talk with customers. It was draining to say the least.
So then I get home and dress up as a German girl for halloween. Then a lady bug. Then Ke$ha. I loved my Ke$ha costume. :) head on over to my Facebook page to see that. Anyway, I ultimately decided on being Ke$ha and went to a party of a girl who I know from McDonalds.
Most of the people weren't my kind of crowd. Half the people were high on pot, and the rest were drunk. No big deal, but I had to remain sober so I could leave and get home early. I had work the next day at 8am, for training at Job.
So I end up home at 1130, scrubbing my makeup off, and I notice my face is swollen from the makeup. Just friggen great. My second day on the Job and I won't be wearing makeup, and it's going to look like I was jus hungover. Ugh. Seriously I hate my life sometimes.
So I get to work, do some training (so much to learn. I literally have to know how to do everything that the company offers to the customers. And do it in 3 minutes and 50 seconds or less. Crazy!!!
So I get home, take a nap for half an hour, and eat dinner. Then I go upstairs with the intent of only taking a nap for an hour. I wake up at 2. Lol. Again, sometimes I hate my life.
With the exception that now I am talking to Fiancé. Lol. That's good. :) I wish our schedules meshed better.
See what happens when you let time run away? Your life starts to get away from you. Ugh. I don't know where to start.
Last day at McDonalds was funny, with the exception of not getting a break for 4 hours because the manager was kinda clueless. I say it was funny because I literally had to cut open ketchup packets and squeeze them into the ketchup gun. And then The mayo gun exploded and the guy compared it to the way he comes. It was just. Very. Odd.
So I started Job on Monday, which of course was Halloween. I had debated bringing a costume, but ultimately decided against it. Should have brought it. Oh well. So my first day was nice, with a pot luck and meeting people, and listening to them talk with customers. It was draining to say the least.
So then I get home and dress up as a German girl for halloween. Then a lady bug. Then Ke$ha. I loved my Ke$ha costume. :) head on over to my Facebook page to see that. Anyway, I ultimately decided on being Ke$ha and went to a party of a girl who I know from McDonalds.
Most of the people weren't my kind of crowd. Half the people were high on pot, and the rest were drunk. No big deal, but I had to remain sober so I could leave and get home early. I had work the next day at 8am, for training at Job.
So I end up home at 1130, scrubbing my makeup off, and I notice my face is swollen from the makeup. Just friggen great. My second day on the Job and I won't be wearing makeup, and it's going to look like I was jus hungover. Ugh. Seriously I hate my life sometimes.
So I get to work, do some training (so much to learn. I literally have to know how to do everything that the company offers to the customers. And do it in 3 minutes and 50 seconds or less. Crazy!!!
So I get home, take a nap for half an hour, and eat dinner. Then I go upstairs with the intent of only taking a nap for an hour. I wake up at 2. Lol. Again, sometimes I hate my life.
With the exception that now I am talking to Fiancé. Lol. That's good. :) I wish our schedules meshed better.
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