Typhoon Satisfaction

I love my job. Seriously, I wake up excited to go to work and start a new day. I haven't liked going to work since I left Germany (I know, it wasn't that long ago [and I am sure you can find a post to prove me wrong. Just work with me here]). I like my customers, my coworkers and my bosses.

But I want a damn typhoon to hit in te middle of the week. I dont know what the reason is, but they only seem to hit on Saturday. If we are lucky it hits on Sunday, and is big enough we may get Monday off. But that's certainly not fun.

Plus, this week I am on standby to fix the ATMs if they stop dispensing cash. So typhoon=people on lockdown=no work for me.

What modeling feels like

OH MY GOD I AM STARVING.

Didn't you eat a full breakfast, a decent sized lunch, and a good dinner?

I DON'T CARE. MY STOMACH IS COLLAPSING.

Getting old

I realize that the older you get the more you start to calm down. David has all these stories of the wild and crazy things he did before me, and I have not as many wild things that I did. But I realized tonight that we are both old now. Tonight's entertainment was David doing my makeup against his will, and turning me into the joker. My eyes still burn from the blue eyeshadow he caked on. I usually apply it with my fingertip but he got it all over the eye shadow foam brush. Totally worth it.

Ariel

Well, Internet, I do believe I have found a hobby I thoroughly enjoy. I have gotten into modeling. I did two photoshoots this weekend, one boudior and one swimsuit. I had a blast at both but I really liked the swimsuit one. If you know me, I could live in my swimsuit or underwear, as that's what I feel most comfortable in. So having someone take pictures of me kind of feeds that attention loving part of my ego.

Another reason I loved the swimsuit session is because I got to do some work with my mermaid costume that I made. Nothing is cooler than seeing something you slaved over for 8 hours turn out really well. And to be able to feel absolutely drop dead sexy in it helps as well.

Drunk on hump day

Wow today sucked.
So I came home and finished 3/4 of a bottle of wine.
Now it's 7:34 and I am going to bed, cold, drunk, and alone.

Tomorrow better be better.

Psychology makes me a Badass

So I was finally reading my textbook. It happens rarely. But when I was, it mentioned that there was a study done on monkeys and other animals where they hooked up their neurons to machines and they recorded any time the neurons fired while the animal reaches for the food. Then, they would notice that the same neurons would fire when the animal watched humans do the reaching for food. Apparently when you watch something your brain actually mimics the action, even if your muscles don't respond in the same way.

Later tonight I was watching the movie Expendables 2 with David, and I randomly remembered that story during one of the fight scenes. And instantly I smiled because I was thinking "wouldn't it be funny if our muscles DID react when we watched things?" Imagine a movie theater full of people doing exactly what's on screen. Making out, punching the air, walking, running.... Bad ass.

God I am strange.