So it seems that God is going to make my last few days before vacation impossible to deal with. maybe that's His way of telling me to be grateful for the days i'm going to have off, but whatever. there are so many things that are getting me down...mainly these last few days of work. it's a hard location on your own, and i'm tired of running it without a boss. and i'm not a weenie, i'm tired. I cannot run this place, nor am i paid to do so. And i got myself trapped into doing sales calls tomorrow, and i'm soo not a sales person. all because of stupid joel... MAN.
so then there's this thing on my finger. It's not really a wart, because it it were, it would have spread by now. but it hasn't. I've had it there since i worked at ruby tuesday and I blame the hot plates that I carried around there. But bennett has mentioned it more than once, and mind you, this is something that i never really noticed. I mean I knew it was there, but it didn't really bother me much. I guess it bothered him though. so I've been wearing these wart remover things, because you couldn't pay me to use over-the-counter burn off yourself things. no thanks. but these things aren't completely painless either. they actually burn sometimes, so i guess the completely avoiding the burning thing can't happen when you're using something to take one of these off. i refuse to say it's a wart, because it isn't. maybe that's why it's not working....
anyway, I, in my musical prowessness, have found a new guy that I actually really like. His name is justin nozuka, and I bought his CD for $8 at some music store a couple weekends ago. i didn't actually discover him, I found him on VH1's you oughta know, but he's really good. his song that's on there is "after tonight,". you should check it out on youtube or your song downloading thing of choice.
anyway that's all. 30 mins and i'm out.
Longest week ever.
20.5.08
When this week first started, I knew it was going to be a slow one, because I have something to look forward to. I finally got the phone survey; came in all its lovely glory yesterday afternoon. I rocked it, I think.
The new 280 opened, and that is my residence for this Tuesday. It's nice in here; it smells good. they have those mister things in here, that periodically scare me. They're not quiet. I've done all my reservations with no deposit and my collection calls. I will wait until two to start the call backs. gotta love those callbacks.
I made this promise to myself that I'm really going to start studying hard for the GMAT. I want so much more, and I think that having an MBA can help.
Quick update, maybe more later. Or tomorrow, or Thursday. We'll see.
The new 280 opened, and that is my residence for this Tuesday. It's nice in here; it smells good. they have those mister things in here, that periodically scare me. They're not quiet. I've done all my reservations with no deposit and my collection calls. I will wait until two to start the call backs. gotta love those callbacks.
I made this promise to myself that I'm really going to start studying hard for the GMAT. I want so much more, and I think that having an MBA can help.
Quick update, maybe more later. Or tomorrow, or Thursday. We'll see.
Tomahawk Chop and Other Assorted Awesomeness
18.5.08
It's Sunday....still waiting on the phone survey. Unless they did it on Friday, in which case, that's awesome, cuz thenI missed it!
Anyway, have had an awesome weekend so far. Well, I guess the weekend is over for me, because I'm at work. And will be for the next four days. But then after that, it's ARUBA time!! I'll get into more of that later.
Yesterday, Bennett and I had tickets from his dad to go see the Braves play. I haven't been to a game since last summer, and I love these things! We went to Robin's housewarming thing for a little while, gave her her little fondue set (which btw is awesome, and I might go get myself one), caught up with her, met the boyfriend... She is so happy now, and I'm happy for her. Her boyfriend is really nice, as is his brother and mom. Robin's mom seemed happy, as did her sister and dad. I'm happy that everything turned out good for her. She's got a cute little apartment with her boy, and everything seems to be working out well for her...
We left a little early, since they told us there was construction down 85/75 South, but decided we were smarter than that and would take 285 to I-20, and beat it that way. Which we did. We got to the ballpark about an hour and a half before the game....and ate some deliciousness ball park food. Sort of...Bennett had some Italian sausage thing, and I invoked Wisconsin with a brat and sauerkraut. The game was a bore until the 9th inning. The Braves were down 5-1, but rallied back 5-4 in the bottom of the ninth. Everyone was standing up and doing the tomahawk chop and getting all excited, and then some guy I never heard of came up to bat and struck out. I never heard so many sad awwws, but at least it got exciting toward the end. Made it back to Birmingham before midnight, got some late night Wendy's and went to sleep.
Anyway, have had an awesome weekend so far. Well, I guess the weekend is over for me, because I'm at work. And will be for the next four days. But then after that, it's ARUBA time!! I'll get into more of that later.
Yesterday, Bennett and I had tickets from his dad to go see the Braves play. I haven't been to a game since last summer, and I love these things! We went to Robin's housewarming thing for a little while, gave her her little fondue set (which btw is awesome, and I might go get myself one), caught up with her, met the boyfriend... She is so happy now, and I'm happy for her. Her boyfriend is really nice, as is his brother and mom. Robin's mom seemed happy, as did her sister and dad. I'm happy that everything turned out good for her. She's got a cute little apartment with her boy, and everything seems to be working out well for her...
We left a little early, since they told us there was construction down 85/75 South, but decided we were smarter than that and would take 285 to I-20, and beat it that way. Which we did. We got to the ballpark about an hour and a half before the game....and ate some deliciousness ball park food. Sort of...Bennett had some Italian sausage thing, and I invoked Wisconsin with a brat and sauerkraut. The game was a bore until the 9th inning. The Braves were down 5-1, but rallied back 5-4 in the bottom of the ninth. Everyone was standing up and doing the tomahawk chop and getting all excited, and then some guy I never heard of came up to bat and struck out. I never heard so many sad awwws, but at least it got exciting toward the end. Made it back to Birmingham before midnight, got some late night Wendy's and went to sleep.
So in exactly a week from now, I will be on an airplane flying to Aruba. Exactly right now, flying on an airplane. I cannot wait for this vacation....it's definitely worth all of my vacation days to just get out for awhile. Sorry for the not-so-funny entry, but it was actually informative about what is going on in the life of me. Oh well, perhaps the fun will return by Tuesday....we'll see.
Food Thingie, and Thingie
14.5.08
So it's phone survey day, or supposed to be. It was supposed to be phone survey day yesterday too. I hate phone survey week. I'm always on my toes constantly waiting for it, and I waited all day yesterday for it, and it never came. I think today may be the same as yesterday.
I was supposed to get all the newbies to come over here today, but they never did. Not that I'm too upset about that; I don't know what I would do with them.
It's been a pretty boring week so far, have the Braves game to look forward to this weekend, and seeing Robin. Just getting ready for the Aruba trip in almost one week. Technically tomorrow will be one week for me, seeing as how I don't work on fridays or saturdays. I think Bennett is finally amped up for it.
I'm sorry I'm so boring. I honestly have nothing interesting going on. There's pizza in the breakroom, and if I weren't going to Aruba in two weeks (even Bennett has limited my French fry intake and replaced it with healthy crap), I would be all over that meaty Pizza Hut pizza just sitting back in the break room. I mean I'm glad that we're on this healthy/gym kick. We set a goal and we stuck to it. We eat out once a week, on Fridays, and cook (well, he does) every other day. I help too, sometimes. When I can. I'm not all Betty crocker in the kitchen, but I can do some things. Or try to do some things.
Anyway, I guess I just write to take up some time. Don't even know if anyone's out there anymore....
I was supposed to get all the newbies to come over here today, but they never did. Not that I'm too upset about that; I don't know what I would do with them.
It's been a pretty boring week so far, have the Braves game to look forward to this weekend, and seeing Robin. Just getting ready for the Aruba trip in almost one week. Technically tomorrow will be one week for me, seeing as how I don't work on fridays or saturdays. I think Bennett is finally amped up for it.
I'm sorry I'm so boring. I honestly have nothing interesting going on. There's pizza in the breakroom, and if I weren't going to Aruba in two weeks (even Bennett has limited my French fry intake and replaced it with healthy crap), I would be all over that meaty Pizza Hut pizza just sitting back in the break room. I mean I'm glad that we're on this healthy/gym kick. We set a goal and we stuck to it. We eat out once a week, on Fridays, and cook (well, he does) every other day. I help too, sometimes. When I can. I'm not all Betty crocker in the kitchen, but I can do some things. Or try to do some things.
Anyway, I guess I just write to take up some time. Don't even know if anyone's out there anymore....
Hangover + Pizza = Much Better
10.5.08
Last night Bennett and I went out. And this is the first time in awhile that we went out and drank, and then we came back here and drank some more. We went to the Lakeview Oyster House, somwhere my ex-manager and Jim always went for lunch. It was delicious; had some fried oysters, because I'd never had one before, a fried one that is, and then a shrimp po-boy, and some fried green tomatoes. It was one of the best meals I'd had in awhile. And it was pretty reasonably priced, too.
Then, since we've been so good trying to get in shape for Aruba, we decided that we could reward ourselves with a night of debauchery and fun. We head to Blue Monkey. I love this place, and you should totally go if you've never been. It has kind of a bluesy feel, but they usually play some trancy music unless they've got someone out on the patio. And their outdoor sitting is great. This is a super fun place, and I think it's become our favorite.
Woke up all hung-over like, placed a pizza in the oven and was better. Went up to the Summitt to go to the apple store to have them take a look at my ipod. the sound has been screwed up on it for awhile, so i wanted to see if they could fix it easily. But no, they couldn't. They took my ipod and they're going to recycle it, and they gave me a new one. It was cheaper than it would have been if I were to buy a brand new one, but the thing that made me sad; all of my old music is gone. I no longer have that desktop computer where i stored all of my old music, so i've spent the latter half of this evening trying to remember what i had put on the first one. Oh well I guess. I shouldn't complain about getting a brand new iPod for half the price, since it was their hardware that messed up. I am very sad about losing my music, but in a way kind of glad, because it will get rid of all that crap that usually skipped past.
Anyway, off to start a new week at work tomorrow; worked six days last week, and i hope that won't happen again this week. Next weekend we're going to a baseball game with bennett's dad over in atlanta. and then the next weekend, it's off to Aruba. Little nervous about the plane riding as always, but i'll be ok, I hope.
I can't wait to just get away..
Then, since we've been so good trying to get in shape for Aruba, we decided that we could reward ourselves with a night of debauchery and fun. We head to Blue Monkey. I love this place, and you should totally go if you've never been. It has kind of a bluesy feel, but they usually play some trancy music unless they've got someone out on the patio. And their outdoor sitting is great. This is a super fun place, and I think it's become our favorite.
Woke up all hung-over like, placed a pizza in the oven and was better. Went up to the Summitt to go to the apple store to have them take a look at my ipod. the sound has been screwed up on it for awhile, so i wanted to see if they could fix it easily. But no, they couldn't. They took my ipod and they're going to recycle it, and they gave me a new one. It was cheaper than it would have been if I were to buy a brand new one, but the thing that made me sad; all of my old music is gone. I no longer have that desktop computer where i stored all of my old music, so i've spent the latter half of this evening trying to remember what i had put on the first one. Oh well I guess. I shouldn't complain about getting a brand new iPod for half the price, since it was their hardware that messed up. I am very sad about losing my music, but in a way kind of glad, because it will get rid of all that crap that usually skipped past.
Anyway, off to start a new week at work tomorrow; worked six days last week, and i hope that won't happen again this week. Next weekend we're going to a baseball game with bennett's dad over in atlanta. and then the next weekend, it's off to Aruba. Little nervous about the plane riding as always, but i'll be ok, I hope.
I can't wait to just get away..
Woe be to the GMAT
6.5.08
So in order to prove that in fact, I am not dumb, and that I could get into graduate school if I wanted ( a plan recently re-implanted into my head by the boyfriend), I have devoted the next month or so, minus Aruba week, to studying for the GMAT.
After the whole hospital ordeal, I flirted with the idea of going back to school, and it somehow drifted off into space with the dealings of my life in Birmingham. But Bennett now thinks that this thing is a good idea, and we should go back to school, if not only to meet people our own age.
So I almost remember why I decided to throw grad school out the window, and I'm going to completely blame it on triangles, and their tricky hypotenuse and pythagorean theorem ways. I do NOT remember any of this crap from school, except for how to find the area. I breezed through the verbal section (sort of, I lie. This was hard, too), and simply gave up on the math part, hoping that Bennett is blessed in the wicked way of the triangle.
His book tends to be better, the GMAT for dummies, than my stupid Kaplan book that probably cost three times as much as his. It doesn't matter; I can't even think straight right now, with all those circling triangles and formulas that were pushed out for a reason. I'm still not using them. I don't remember the last time I was asked to figure out things with the square root symbol in them; and seriously, just seeing that symbol freaks me out. Fractions, too.
Studying is no fun. Taking tests is no fun. School is no fun. How in the world did he talk me into going back?
After the whole hospital ordeal, I flirted with the idea of going back to school, and it somehow drifted off into space with the dealings of my life in Birmingham. But Bennett now thinks that this thing is a good idea, and we should go back to school, if not only to meet people our own age.
So I almost remember why I decided to throw grad school out the window, and I'm going to completely blame it on triangles, and their tricky hypotenuse and pythagorean theorem ways. I do NOT remember any of this crap from school, except for how to find the area. I breezed through the verbal section (sort of, I lie. This was hard, too), and simply gave up on the math part, hoping that Bennett is blessed in the wicked way of the triangle.
His book tends to be better, the GMAT for dummies, than my stupid Kaplan book that probably cost three times as much as his. It doesn't matter; I can't even think straight right now, with all those circling triangles and formulas that were pushed out for a reason. I'm still not using them. I don't remember the last time I was asked to figure out things with the square root symbol in them; and seriously, just seeing that symbol freaks me out. Fractions, too.
Studying is no fun. Taking tests is no fun. School is no fun. How in the world did he talk me into going back?
New Blog
5.5.08
I'm so in love with my new blog I can hardly stand it. It's like my new little baby. I keep wanting to change it, and play with the colors, but then realize I don't need to. It's perfect. That may make me lame, but that's ok. I don't mind being lame.
SO nothing really of note has happened since yesterday around the same time. Went home to bennett, ( i can't wait till I actually really "go home" to Bennett), went to the gym, had some jumbalaya (i can't spell cajun), hallelujah for having a boyfriend that cooks, then had some wine and continued with our sunday night tradition of sopranos.
Bennett and I have our little traditions, it's fun. We have red wine and Sopranos night on Sunday. We work out as soon as we're off work, because we want to get it over with. If we're hungry for ice cream, we always go to dairy queen. He knows that I pick chick-fil-a over all other fast food, and knows that I usually only eat a sub if it's the italian one. He's a little more daring with food than me, but at least he's taking the time to notice.
I never would have thought I could have been this lucky in love before. With all of my disasters before, I thought I was destined to just be "that girl," but thanks to Bennett, I don't think I will be. I really don't get all mushy like this all the time, but since we're going to be living together, I've been forced to really think about our relationship, and if it will survive that.
I think my problem with Nick before was that I really didn't want to move in with him; I knew that I didn't love him, and I knew that it was going to be crappy living with him, because he's a crappy person. Really crappy.
Oh well. I'm finally happy and I don't care who knows.
SO nothing really of note has happened since yesterday around the same time. Went home to bennett, ( i can't wait till I actually really "go home" to Bennett), went to the gym, had some jumbalaya (i can't spell cajun), hallelujah for having a boyfriend that cooks, then had some wine and continued with our sunday night tradition of sopranos.
Bennett and I have our little traditions, it's fun. We have red wine and Sopranos night on Sunday. We work out as soon as we're off work, because we want to get it over with. If we're hungry for ice cream, we always go to dairy queen. He knows that I pick chick-fil-a over all other fast food, and knows that I usually only eat a sub if it's the italian one. He's a little more daring with food than me, but at least he's taking the time to notice.
I never would have thought I could have been this lucky in love before. With all of my disasters before, I thought I was destined to just be "that girl," but thanks to Bennett, I don't think I will be. I really don't get all mushy like this all the time, but since we're going to be living together, I've been forced to really think about our relationship, and if it will survive that.
I think my problem with Nick before was that I really didn't want to move in with him; I knew that I didn't love him, and I knew that it was going to be crappy living with him, because he's a crappy person. Really crappy.
Oh well. I'm finally happy and I don't care who knows.
All Good Things Must Come To an End...
4.5.08
So I think in the four or so years that I have had my xanga account, I think it's time that I moved on. Although the world of Xanga has been super kind to me, I think it's facebooked itself too much for me. Also, it seems to be appealing to a much younger crowd, and for some reason, I feel myself getting older and older.
So Bennett and I went to a biscuits game in the gump this past weekend. I have pictures of the hilarious-ness of having a biscuit for a mascot, and I will post them as soon as I can. I told Bennett that he is allowed to show me the picture of the dancing biscuit if I'm ever in a crabby mood. Just think of it people...a biscuit....for a mascot, with a biscuit eater as it's costumed thing that roams the stands. Or the field. He didn't come much up into the stands. Nonetheless, that is the way I prefer costumed things; far far away.
So Bennett and I went to a biscuits game in the gump this past weekend. I have pictures of the hilarious-ness of having a biscuit for a mascot, and I will post them as soon as I can. I told Bennett that he is allowed to show me the picture of the dancing biscuit if I'm ever in a crabby mood. Just think of it people...a biscuit....for a mascot, with a biscuit eater as it's costumed thing that roams the stands. Or the field. He didn't come much up into the stands. Nonetheless, that is the way I prefer costumed things; far far away.
I think now more than ever, I'm not sure what I want to do with my life. Bennett and I are optioning going back to school; getting our MBA's, mine in finance, maybe his too. It will definitely be a strange thing doing the work and school thing again. Hopefully it'll make me feel young, and Bennett won't make me look too dumb when we both take the GMAT and he does better than me.
I really am on this introspective, mature kick, minus my laughing at the biscuit thing. But then, maybe I'm not really cut out for the mature world. I am when I need to be, and I don't always see the need in being serious all the time. If everyone would just take a chill pill once in awhile, everything would be ok. While i'm on the topic, sort of, i don't understand why some people are just plain mean. what seriously could have happened in your lifetime that made you so cranky and irritable, and a joy to be around? Last night before we went to the game, bennett's parents took us to jim n nicks (YUM!!) and there was a little bit of a wait with a couple open tables. we were fine waiting, we know how the restaurant industry is, but there was this guy who came in and screamed at the waitress for not seating them with open tables. He was like "i'm asking a question in plain english, why can't you just answer it?" I wanted to get up and hug that poor girl. What people don't understand is if they do seat you in one of those empty tables, there's a good chance either A. you will be waiting for a server for awhile, or B. you will be receiving horrible service because of your lovely 5-year-old tantrum, the waitress was forced to triple-seat someone, stressing them out, and not giving the service they could have.
For some reason, Bennett and I have been witnessing a lot of this behavior,and i think it's unacceptable. There is no need to be rude to a complete stranger because you don't get your way. There are plenty of people less fortunate than you are that actually have manners, so grow yourself some.
ON a side note, I found a great rug for Bennett's and mine new place. At urban outfitters; go figure. didn't know they did apartment furnishings. I can't wait to move.
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