My Time to Vent

My Brothers Wedding

2008-06-09T20:05:00.001-07:00

I can't believe my brother is actually married. I now can officially start feeling the pressure about being the only single one left. It's all good though because I've got a sister-in-law now and she's great.

The wedding was really good. I can't believe I was actually one of those girls that cried at the wedding. I mean I just don't do that. But for some reason when St. Betsy announced that my brother was there it just all seemed to become real for me and next thing I knew I was in tears. I am so happy for Chris and Cara. I can't even write about it without getting teary. I'm jealous but really just incredibly happy. My brother looked genuinely happy at the wedding, reception and just now over the phone he sounded happy. It's been a long time (honestly I don't remember ever hearing him that happy) and it's great to hear him like this. He's had a lot of struggles in the past and I just really want to see him happy and I think Cara is just the person to do that for him.

After the wedding and reception I went back to Chris and Cory Stones house to visit with my friends. It's awesome that my brothers friends really are now my own friends. They are an incredible group of people. I was nervous at first around Cory but through getting to know her I have to agree with my brother that she's awesome. She's funny and well there's nothing better than when she starts laughing because she has such trouble quitting. Her husband, Chris, is quiet but also a great guy. They are so good together. Then there's Mark and Stephanie. Mark is hilarious and great for information. He's intelligent...which is a great quality to have...but I would never let him know I thought that ;) Then there's Stephanie...she's a great friend of mine. I was her maid of honor just a couple weeks back. I never thought someone would want me to do that for them...it was an honor.

Awww...moving on there's Jared. Jared is my gay husband. Well we aren't married...yet but over the weekend we were able to practice walking down the aisle at my brothers wedding as he was my partner. Then there's Kevin. Aww Kevin. Such a great guy. He's funny and I've noticed he's really great at putting his foot in his mouth. Coke? Nan? Yeah, that's all I've got to say. No...not that kind of coke. ;) Last but certainly not least is Kirt. He's an intelligent smart-ass. My kind of guy. I could sit and chat with him forever because he's just that amusing.

Anyways, I basically got really off topic from talking about my brothers wedding but somehow it comes full circle. Basically what I want people to get out of this blog is that I feel really blessed if you will...my brothers friends have accepted me into their circle...and it's a pretty tight circle. Gotta love'em!

Baptists...Wow...I used to think I was one...

2008-06-09T20:00:00.000-07:00

Yet now I know better. Since this is a place for me to vent I've definitely got to do a bit of that. See, my brother got married this weekend. The wedding was great. Maybe I'm a bit biased and definitely incredibly happy to have Cara in the family. I've always wanted a sister and so glad to get her. She's awesome. She's funny and more importantly she can put up with my brother ;) My brother though, he's actually a great guy...I just like saying that she'll put up with him.

Anyways, about those Baptists. I never really realized what a heathen I was until hanging with St. Betsy and The Brain. St. Betsy, the wedding coordinator, was great at doing the wedding coordinating stuff but just a bit too Baptist for me. But in her defense I guess she could say I was a bit too lively for her. She let me borrow one of her husbands button down shirts for when I was getting my hair done and I'm sure she is having that washing in some holy water as we speak. All kidding aside, I just really felt like a bit of an outsider. I go to church but not down your throat church. I go to a non-denominational church. It's great. No pressure church.

Anyways, I just learned over the weekend that there was a lot I didn't know about Baptists. Hmm...thank goodness for those white towels though...I live by them too...or white socks...or whatever's on the ground. Hehehehe!!! I'm sick.

Online Dating...Is It Really For Me?

2008-05-20T07:09:00.000-07:00

So, I've been trying out the world of online dating and going about it the free way. I found this awesome site, www.plentyoffish.com and met some pretty unique people. I mean, at one time I went to meet a guy for a smoothie...and well, I slurped down that smoothie as fast as possible. The guy looked nothing like his picture, had bad teeth and well, wasn't really nice. But, all that aside I did get a free smoothie :). Then I met the Spanish guy. (As you can tell names are still being omitted.) But, so far he's been pretty great. I mean, he is a bit possessive but really it's not that bad. I'm still in the "let's see where this could possibly lead" stage with him. So, although I'm still out there meeting others, he has a pretty good lead over the others. But then last night happened.

I went to meet #2 Spanish Guy (he really is a #2 poo) and well...let's just say it didn't go well from the beginning. The minute I met him I was very unattracted to him. He reminded me of a guy that I used to work with that really got on my nerves. I tried to look past that and still sat down for coffee with him. We talked and the conversation was okay but I couldn't get past the similiarities between him and my ex co-worker.So we sat around talking and then he dropped bomb number one on me. He's divorced. That's not a huge deal but he really should have mentioned that somewhere in his profile. As if that wasn't enough he then had his phone out and I saw a picture of a little boy...thinking it was a cousin or something I asked and he said, "Oh, that's my son." Really? You think you might want to mention that before we meet? Then, the last bomb...I showed him pictures of Taquito, my VERY adorable dog and yeah...he's like your dog is ugly. What...an...idiot!

So I'm back to square one...sort of...we'll see. Just needed to vent and get that out there. If you take away anything from reading this, please remember this. If you are doing the online dating thing...tell the whole truth...makes it so much easier in the end.

Being Bored At Work

2008-04-25T14:21:00.000-07:00

Well, nothing really exciting has been happening here lately but seeing as there are 38 minutes left in my day while I'm at work...I thought I would take some time and blog a bit. Hmmm...

Where do boats go when they're sick?

To the dock.

Okay...that was a bad one..but it just popped into my head.

What happens when a person farts in church?
They have to sit in their own pew.

Okay...yet another bad one but that one is thanks to my friend Lisa.

Wow...if you are still reading this then you too must also be bored. Well, be bored no more...or well, for at least the next couple of minutes that you are reading this. I don't really have an agenda for what I'm going to write about but just typing as things come to my mind. Hence the really bad jokes that I just wrote above.

So Rock Star is sort of back in the picture. I haven't actually seen him yet and haven't totally made up on my mind on whether or not I'm going to. I mean, when we ended things he had really hurt my feelings. But he's started calling again and I must say that it's nice to be wanted a bit. Seems like I'm finding nothing but toads in my search for a prince. I've been going on this website, www.plentyoffish.com and well...it's not working out so well. I've met 2 different guys from there. The first, while a bit intense, seemed like he was going to work out. He was texting and calling...then just fell off the face of the earth. I honestly don't understand it. The next...well let's just say he looks nothing like his picture.

I was supposed to meet this other fishie as I've been calling them...but last time we talked was either Monday or Tuesday. I haven't really seen him online since then. I would love to meet up with him as when we've chatted online he's seemed pretty cool. He's into sports...me too for the most part but I will admit that one reason I'm into sports is to have something fun to watch with a guy. I know they aren't really all that in to chick flicks and I can totally see why. But, I really want to start going to more sporting events and would loooove to have a guy to go to those with. So, I'm still fishing but as of right now..no bites...and that bites. Man...I'm funny.

Okay...well, boss just came to say by so I'm out.

Are You Dense?

2008-04-18T14:05:00.000-07:00

So, being that this is a venting blog, I'm definitely going to get some of that out right now. See, there's this certain ex of mine..not even going to hide his name...it's Dan. I met him on match.com and never thought anything like that was going to work for me. Well actually, it looks like it didn't. I digress.

So, Dan and I met a couple of years ago. I fell for him hardcore and still haven't gotten up. Sounds like a great story right? Wrong. Just because I fell doesn't mean he did. It seemed like it in the beginning but as time wore on...not so much. I think on paper I'm what he's looking for but when it comes to looks...not so much. I've seen what he has dated since me...and dark hair and skinny is not me. I'm blonde and could afford to shed a few pounds. I'm not a gagillino pounds, but not his type either.

So, why am I blogging about him? Well, let's see. When things finally ended I was pretty upset but eventually got over it. He got a new girlfriend and eventually moved in with her. But through all that he continued to call to chat. That was it but still. I needed no conversation at all and he wouldn't give that to me. Then he and the girl broke up. Next thing you know he's visiting me and asking me to visit him. One thing leads to another and I'm back where I started. I know one of the problems is that I've never explained to him how I feel towards him but know that he doesn't share those feelings. So, I felt it was time to tell him exactly how I felt and did it in a text...that he never got thanks to the text messaging world and it being lost out in text messaging land somewhere far, far away. So, when he explained that he hadn't received it...I sent it to him again...via email. The text message (which I think was very well worded) said this: For the sake of our friendship I just need to take a break from you. I just seem to still have some feelings for you and it's obvious you don't share those same feelings. So I just need to let go and move on but maybe someday in the future we can be friends.

His response was that he did not agree and he didn't want to take a break from the friendship. He let me know that he is going to continue to call and talk and I should just live with it. Great. As much as I love talking with him...I really need to not talk to him in order to get over him. Seriously why can't he just understand that?!?

That's it. I just needed to get that out in hopes that maybe, just maybe, someone will read this and be like, girl you need to get over that! Or some kind of advice would be great :)

I promise future blogs will not be as dull. I like to have fun instead.

I'm still here...just haven't been in a while....

2008-04-11T11:31:00.000-07:00

Hello everyone. I realize it's been quite a while since I've posted anything on here. I have just been incredibly busy. So, to catch you up...here's a rundown.

Starting with my job. I'm now doing corporate marketing...and loving it. I was working for Hostway and although I liked it, I was liking it for all the wrong reasons. I was liking the job because I wasn't doing much. Well, that finally got noticed by the big wigs that there was nothing going on in the department and a number of us were laid off. Well, that whole saying of when one door closes another one opens...that's very true. I'm working in a pretty awesome job now. I'm trying not to get too excited about the job as I was very excited about Hostway and you know how that turned out. This job is very difficult in comparison to Hostway as I'm doing a ton of work. I'll get more into the job in upcoming posts. I'm not ready to say the name of where I'm working or any of that yet...just keeping it on the DL :)

I just re-read my last post and it had to do with Rock Star. So getting back to that moron. Needless to say things did not bode well for me and him moving into coupledom bliss. As a matter of fact I don't think they could have gone much worse. After just getting laid off I found out that he had a girlfriend. He actually had the audacity to not only post it on his myspace page but also say that he didn't think that I would mind. Seriously. What a moron. But you live and learn right? I definitely learned a lot of things by hanging out with him.

Since then the dating scene has not changed all that much. I started hanging out with the ex again...but recently have come to the sad conclusion that he's an ex for a reason and thus I must move on...and for good this time. So, I've been doing the online dating thing. It's a whole different ballpark in comparison to real world dating. I've talked to a couple different guys and even met a couple. The first, Nick...seemed pretty darn cool. We had a great first date and ended up watching a movie at the apartment. Things went so well that he said he was going to leave the movie over at my place so he would have a reason to come back. We then text messaged or emailed a couple of times throughout the next week and a half..then he dropped off the face of the earth. Oh well..I added a new movie to my collection..just wish he had left the box with it. So tacky.

Then I went on a lunch date with a guy named Phil. I was so worried about not looking like my picture or not being what he wanted that I never even stopped to think that he wouldn't be what I wanted. But then I met him and realized that was exactly what I should have been worried about. First of all he was in a t-shirt. Seriously you don't meet someone for the first time in a damn t-shirt. Try to make an effort. I was ready to say next right then and there but decided to let him buy me a drink first. We sat talking for a while and I realized things just weren't working and I'm guessing he got that vibe from me as well so we parted ways.

Now I've got a date on Monday with a guy named Cory...we'll see how that goes. We are supposedly meeting up for drinks. Whatever. At this poing I'm just trying to get experience in getting back out there. If something works...it works, but if not..oh well.

I also met a guy that claims to work for a television company or something. Another one of those "we'll see how it goes" type of deals.

Online dating. Almost as much fun as real world dating. But that would mean dating is fun.

Ugh.

(To be continued...)

I'm a Maid of Honor!!!!

2007-10-16T14:01:00.000-07:00

So, today was supposed to go really crappy but that changed the minute I got in to work. I had a bad night due to Rock Star and thought that since it happened so late at night that it would surely carry over into my day. Well, I was sooo wrong. I came in to work and immediately started checking my emails. My first one was from my great friend Stephanie. She's getting married to Mark, a guy that I introduced her to. She asked me to be her Maid of Honor in her wedding!! That just totally made my day. So much so that even Rock Star couldn't bring me down. Nice.

Rock Star is Stuuuupid!!!

2007-10-16T13:52:00.000-07:00

Yeah, it's been a while since I've really talked about Rock Star. Actually, I think I might have deleted any previous mentions of Rock Star because I was afraid people would realize who he was. So, it's looking like I'll have to be a bit more cryptic. The thing is, I really want to vent about him. So, the little bit of background that I can give about Rock Star is that he and I have been sort of seeing each other for the past 2 months. We aren't anything serious...just the weekly rendezvous and lately a little more often than that. Ugh.

What is it with guys? The minute they know you are into them they start to back off? It just really doesn't make sense. See, we've been hanging out and he's really starting to have this irritating pattern to him. He'll come over, things go great, he tells me how much he really likes me...my response...I blush and just kinda don't say all that much. It's not really that I'm trying to be hard to get cause ummm yeah, he's already back at my place..it's just that I can't let on that I actually like him. So, he says he wants to hang out more often, he wants to tell people about us blah blah blah. He makes it seem like I'm the one with the reservations. So, after a couple weeks of that, I give in and start telling him I like him back. Guess what happens next? We make plans to hang out on a Sunday. He cancels. We make plans for that Monday instead. Guess what? That's right..he cancels. Late. 10 minutes after we were supposed be hanging out.

What the guck? So, the next day we are talking...not very much as he's being very weird around me. I decided not to be weird around him for reasons that I can't disclose on here and because this has happened before and we ended up hanging out again. So, I'm guessing he's just not all that into me. Which is fine. But, ummm can he just come out and say that or something??? Sheesh...guys really have no balls. So, we are talking, but he's being very reserved. Fine. I'll just be more reserved too I guess. Seriously, the games that have to be played in relationshits really suck.

It's been a while...

2007-10-10T06:57:00.000-07:00

I know it's been a while since my last blog...but things have been going pretty well and haven't had that much to vent about. Now, sadly, I do because I've got some bad news. I'm not going to be updating this blog as much as I was in the past. See, I'm going back to school for my MBA in Marketing and that's going to pretty much suck my life away for the next 2 years. I'm really excited and nervous about doing this, but I feel that it's time.

I'm going to University of Phoenix. I'm only going to be in class one day a week but that is one day a week for 4 hours. The rest of the week my nose will be crammed in a book studying my ass off then writing a million page paper due the next week. Ugh. Doesn't sound very fun to me at all but I don't want to be sitting in this same cubicle two years later.

I was thinking about just closing this blog down then realized I'm more than likely going to be needing it more than ever. So, be prepared for some major venting. Once I start school I will really be hoping to read some comments from you guys. I'm going to have questions and asking for advice and everything. Hopefully you will subscribe to this blog..you can do that over at the side...and come back often to help me maintain my sanity. (Yeah, I'm actually begging lol.)

Here goes nothing!! I'm going for my MBA!!! Me Managerial!!

What would you like me to be???

2007-09-22T14:01:00.000-07:00

I know it's a bit early to start thinking of Halloween but I just can't help it. I'm really excited about Halloween as it's only THE BEST HOLIDAY EVER!! But, I'm stumped as to trying to figure out what I should be this year. I want something clever. I'm all for going to the store and buying an actual costume but really hoping for something witty and clever that no one else will be wearing. I came across static cling...where I pin one leg of my pants up and pin different things to me...sounds like a great idea but at the same time, just not witty enough. Then I found one that I'm actually pretty stoked about, it's Partly Cloudy with a chance of showers. I wear blue hospital scrubs with cotton glued on various parts of it. I have a watergun and when people ask me what I am I said partly cloudy then spray them with the gun and say with a chance of showers. Sounds cute. But I don't know that I'll be doing that either. But, the reason I brought those up is so you can hopefully help me to figure out something really cute and witty for Halloween.
So, please leave me a comment and tell me what you think would be a great idea for a Halloween costume.
Thanks all!!

It's that time of year again...tv time!!!! Premier Week!

2007-09-21T11:44:00.000-07:00

So, I've been waiting all summer for this weekend to finally get here. Sunday is going to be the best day ever. I've got quite the line up well, ummm lined up haha.

Sunday nights are devoted to Extreme Home Makeover, Desperate Housewives and Brothers & Sisters.

Then, I'm pretty much free to watch my soaps until Wednesday nights.

On Wednesdays well, I'm kinda worried about my Wednesdays to be quite honest with you. I have kickball on Wednesdays and that's looking like it's going to be a great television night. So, praying to the financial gods that I'm able to get a Tivo. Otherwise, it's looking like I'll be reuniting with the 90s and using the trusty VCR. And yes, I did say kickball....I'll have to get into that in one of my later blogs. But, yes, on Wednesdays I'll be watching the new show that is a spin off of Grey's Anatomy...can't think of the name right now for anything.

Then FINALLY it's Thursday!! The most awaited night of the week. This is the night that will actually get me out of my bedroom, unless I get a Tivo. (Feel free to send donations by way of clicking on ads haha!!) But on Thursdays comes the funniest show on television, The Office. But drama, there's also the best drama ever, Grey's Anatomy. Same time but different channel. As of right now my only option is to tape one and watch the other in a different room or I can watch Grey's on the Internet. Oh yeah, Ugly Betty!! Can't miss that show.

My only question...What About Brian??? When does that show come back on??

Yes, I'm a television junkie but no, I won't stop writing in here. That you can bank on. I'm just glad premier week is finally here!!!

Out of Complete Boredom I Bring You More Pranks...

2007-09-20T08:24:00.000-07:00

So, I'm sitting here "working" and trying to figure out what to do to make the office more fun. I mean, people around me are laughing while I'm working away. Yeah, I really was working. I was on the phone with a client and there's all this laughter going on around me. Good times, yeah, I'm professional. I digress. What am I to do? I am now officially on a search for the ultimate office pranks to pull. I mean, not the whole switching caffeinated coffee for the decaf then switching back again after about a week or so...that's way too time consuming and long term...I want to do somethign that I can see the effects within moments. So, I'm going to be searching things out but if anyone has any great ideas, please let me know. Also, pranks to pull on friends outside of the office would be greatly appreciated also...as my friends are notorious for their pranks.

Here's what I've found:

1. Empty the contents of your victim's desk into a box and completely fill the drawers with popcorn or packing peanuts. If you are short on time, skip emptying the drawers.

(I can definitely think of a fellow employee I would love to do that too..and I would def. skip emptying the desk out.)

2. Did they leave their jacket at the desk? Tape the sleeves with packing tape on the inside and load up the arms and pockets with packing peanuts too! Did they leave their backpack, purse or briefcase too? Load them up as well!
You don't have to use just packing peanuts. You can also use shredded paper.

(I've actually done that to a friend at a restaurant...and used all kinds of things like sugar packets, silverware...and the sugar packet caddy. Good times!!)

3. One good way to end a conversation with someone you do not want to talk to in the first place is to hang up on them in mid-sentence.

Hit the "End Call" button on a cell phone, press the button on the phone carriage so there is no sound of the receiver hanging up. In the age of cellphones and random disconnects, this prank becomes more believable every day.

If they call back ask them why they hung up the phone on you. Talk to them for a while and do the same thing again. If they call back a third time, you can always tell them something like, "you know, I do not have time for such childish games" and hang up on them by slamming the phone down like you would ordinarilly hang up the phone.

(I know of an employee that I work with who would not only fall for it but send an email or IM of apology.)

4. Prank #1: Foiled Again … and Again and Again.Prankster: Michael Casto, former VP of design and now chief creative officer at Mindsalt Design & PR in Louisville, KentuckyScene of the Crime: An ad agency in LouisvilleThe Mission: Creative guru Casto decided to "foil" a co-worker while he was out of town on business. Despite inclement weather, including a tornado warning, nothing was going to stop Casto from wrapping every single item in the co-worker's office in aluminum foil. The mission, which required two industrial-size rolls of foil, took three people an hour and a half to pull off.

(I'm sure there will be a hurricane sometime and now I know what I'll do with my time that I'm here and everyone else is out partying it up haha :)

Well, that's what I've found...needing some help...what can you send me?

Would You Rather...

2007-09-19T07:17:00.000-07:00

Well, considering how often I am in my bedroom lip-synching to ALL KINDS of songs..I guess that would be the one I would rather have being done. I can't think of a Friday night when I'm not getting ready and dancing around my rather large bedroom singing. Yeah, I'm no Brit...never mind..was going to say Britney Spears but I'm not her for other reasons and it has nothing to do with my singing ability. I'm no umm...Rihanna...just love dancing around my room. I would absolutely die if I found a video was being done of me getting ready though. But out of the two, and each are things I would rather not have done...I would have to say the second is the one I would not like to happen the least. Wow...did that make sense?!?
What about you?

Dave Matthews Band and Vomit...do they go together?

2007-09-17T09:22:00.001-07:00

Dave Matthews and vomit are two things that never before would I have thought go together. Then, this weekend, while at the concert, I learned to believe otherwise.
I've been to my share of college parties, none of which have displayed as much vomitting as I was shown at this concert. That's how partying goes though I guess.
Here's how it all went down...
We started off the night pre-partying by tailgating. This drink fest helped us get in concert mode. So, we then head in to the concert that is EXTREMELY crowded cause Dave knows how to pack a venue, and continue to the lawn for more partying. There's more than just a little bit of drinking going on by people all over the lawn. As the night progresses my friend and I decide it's time to get a bite to eat. We grab a burger and proceed to sit down at a picnic table. There's a girl sitting there...no sleeping there cause she passed out. We decide to do what any normal drunk person would do...break out the camera!!! Right as I'm about to take her picture..she wakes up. She looks at me, obviously confused of her surroundings, and turns to her left and throws up.
So, after that little fiasco we call it a night. Don't worry, it wasn't the vomit that made us do that, it was the fact that the concert was over. So, we found our friends and proceeded to leave. We get in the car, we're driving and just turn on to the turnpike when Maria announces that she thinks she's going to be sick. Now, given the choice between a paper bag and a plastic bag...which do you think was chosen? Yeah, the handy paper bag. Yeah, she gets sick right into the bag thus all over herself. Hot. We then head to the nearest rest stop and get her all cleaned up. While getting her cleaned up what happens, yes...our friend in the front decides to join the volatile vomiteers and throws up right there in the parking lot.
Yeah, good times. I, thank goodness, was fine. Guess that's a lesson to those girls when they are trying to hang with me...can't hang with the big dogs...stay on the porch or something like that.
Good times.

What a weekend...

2007-09-10T13:21:00.000-07:00

Frustration…
Where to start…where to start? I guess I should start at the beginning because this has definitely not been one of my better weekends. Who would’ve thought? I mean, after a surprisingly great week, I would have definitely thought that the weekend would have gone smoothly…and I couldn’t have been further from the truth.

Friday:

So, Friday I’m stoked to go downtown. So much so that I actually came home, got ready and went to happy hour. Now, that might not sound like much to the normal person, but it really was quite the event for me. See, I usually plan on going to happy hour but then get home, fix dinner and never end up actually making it out there till around ohh…11 pm. That was definitely not the case this past Friday. I was out and about by 7. I have to admit though, I had a goal in mind. I wanted to see Jerky Jeff. For the sake of typing , I’m going to be referring to him as JJ. Well, I get out and JJ is not out. Now, we didn’t have plans to meet up or anything like that, I was just really thinking that I would see him since he lives downtown and usually goes out.
Well, that was a no-go but I still felt unstoppable. I go home to change from happy hour clothing into Friday night wear and head back out. I meet up with some kickball friends, night is going well..heavy flirting going on with a certain new person, and next thing you know I’m off to another bar. Not with the person I was flirting with…mind you. Yeah, I don’t know why I left…but I did. But, after going to another bar, I realize I really want to be back at the other one where the ummm…prospect is…and I hear a car honking at me. Yeah, it was the prospect…waving goodbye. Good times. So, feeling defeated, I head home.

Saturday:

Not really much happened during the day besides going to a friends house to watch some football. Yeah, gotta love football season!! From football I went home to change then off to The Original Steakhouse. Me and 2 of my girlfriends head there early to secure a table at the bar. 2 hours later..still no table and people are starting to show. Finally, after about 2 ½ hours, we get a table. Drinks and dinner served. Night went ok. Not very exciting considering I was home by 11:30…but who says you have to go out every single night of the weekend? Not me, that’s for sure…I wanted some sleep.

Sunday:

Drama. I go with the roommate and Bart to OSH (Original SteakHouse) and hang with them until my other friends (and theirs also) get there. We were all hanging out at the bar until a table became available. Well, Bart and roomy didn’t feel like leaving the bar to sit in the restaurant part, so the others left. I decided to go and visit with them, for a couple of minutes. But, I turn to go back to my seat at the bar and wouldn’t you know it..some skanky blonde had taken over my seat. Way to go Bart and Roomy…way to save a seat. They even poured salt on the wound by telling me she asked if the seat was taken and they said nope.
Well, a few beers later and my irritation getting the best of me, I blurted out, “My roommates penis really gets on my nerves!” That was the quote of the day! Anyways, the roommate eventually comes over, and I’m thinking he’s going to explain himself, but instead he looks at our friends and says, “Umm…can you guys take her home? We are gonna go out with the blonde and her friends.” Thanks ever faithful roommate. Makes me wonder, if I hadn’t been there with the other friends, would he have asked me to take a taxi then offered to pay?

Guys…they drive me absolutely nuts!!!

Just something too cute not to post...

2007-08-31T06:06:00.000-07:00

Love in the eyes of...

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year olds. What does love mean? The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.

1. When my grandma got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore. So my grandpa does it for her now all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love. Rebecca- age 8
2. When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouths. Billy- age 4 (I love it! - how old is this kid?)
3. Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving Cologne and they go out and smell each other. Kari- age 5
4. Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs. Chrissy- age 6
5. Love is what makes you smile when you're tired. Terri- age 4
6. Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK. Danny- age 7
7. Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My mommy and my daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss. Emily- age 8
8. Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen. Bobby- age 7 (WOW - get the Kleenex - he'll go places in this ole world.)
9. If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate. Nikka- age 6
10. Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday. Noelle- age 7
11. Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well. Tommy- age 6
12 During my piano recital, I was on stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore. Cindy- age 8
13. My mommy loves me more than anybody. You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night. Clare- age 6 (gotta love her)
14. Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken. Elaine-age 5
15. Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford. Chris- age 7
16. Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day. Mary Ann- age 4
17. When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you. Karen- age 7 (what generation is this kid?)
18 Love is when mommy sees daddy on the toilet and doesn't think it's gross. Mark- age 6
19. You really shouldn't say I LOVE YOU unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget. Jessica- age 8 (priceless)
And the winner was a 4 year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly man who had just lost his wife. When the child saw the man cry, the little boy went over into the man's yard and climbed on top of the man's lap and just sat there. When the boy's mother asked him what he'd said to the neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."

Sooo nervous!!!

2007-08-29T19:41:00.000-07:00

Okay. So tomorrow is the day. Well, it could be the day. See, there's this guy...we'll call him That Guy. Well, I've had a crush on That Guy for quite a while now.
Here's how it happened. I was at a party when Bart introduced me to That Guy. I was not interested in the least but he kept hanging around. Not flirting...I won't go that far...but hanging around all the same. He was hilarious! It's been a while since a guy has really made me laugh like he did. And that's how it all began. I didn't see him for quite some time but every time I did see him we would talk and flirt. One night while out at the local bar, I ran into him while I was with one of my girlfriends. Now, this girlfriend, Margaret, is really cute and when she wants a guy to look at her (and when she doesn't) they are lookin. That Guy wasn't. He was paying attention to me, which is a really odd thing. We talked and talked and I introduced him to Margaret and then he and I went back to talking. It was great. She was flabbergasted, I could tell because of how he was reacting to me and not her. Now, I'm not saying that he's into me...but I would definitely like to find out.
Well, I found out he's got a girlfriend. That should've been enough to stop me. But, being intrigued...it has only slowed me down. Well, I just got the best news. He no longer has a girlfriend...found that out from her. I was chatting with her and it came out indirectly...I didn't ask a thing. So, that brings up the nerves. Tomorrow is when I'll more than likely see him...this time no girlfriend. What do I do? I mean, I know what to do but I know my nerves...will I follow through?? We'll just have to see...

Office Pranks...

2007-08-24T13:41:00.000-07:00

So, today my friend Tiffany and I were heading back from lunch when our good friend J-Lo comes walking by. No, don’t worry, not the real J-lo..but a guy actually that we have appropriately named J-Lo due to his first name starting with a J and you guessed it…the last name of Lopez. Yeah, we are that creative.

Well, we start talking to him and joking around when Tiffany notices a ummm…mosquito bite on his neck. Yeah, that was nooo mosquito bite my friends. That was a full-fledged trailor-trash hickey and he was wearing it with pride!! So, remembering back to my high school days, I told him the best way to get rid of a hickey was with toothpaste or peanut butter. Before reading on…realize those are urban legends, myths, fairy tales..not really true. You know what gets rid of a hickey? Good ol’fashioned time.

Back to the story at hand. J-lo. Apparently he has not heard these tales and wants to know more so he instant messages Tiffany a little bit later. I happen to be standing over by her when the message comes in and so the saga begins. We come up with the brilliant idea that maybe it isn’t toothpaste or peanut butter after all. Actually, now that we think about it…it’s chocolate! Before we even have time to explain that it’s dark chocolate only (matching the skin tone) he is off and running to the breakroom for a Hershey’s Bar.

Now, he comes back to the desk, chocolate bar in hand and ready to heal the hickey. And that’s when he sees the message that in his eagerness wasn’t able to…dark chocolate only. So, it looks like he’ll be waiting till he gets home to work some chocolate magic. Hope things go well for ya J-lo.

We'll see on Monday how things worked out.
All I can say is..let the pranks begin. Tiffany and I are going to make this office rock with fun!!

This blog really doesn't mean much...

2007-08-21T21:25:00.001-07:00

To anyone but Tiffany that is anyway. I guess if others want to know, they are going to have to ask...but here's the posting:
One thing to say and that's oh boy. I'm in a pickle.

Some corrections to previous blogs...

2007-08-21T06:00:00.000-07:00

Rather than go back and make some changes...here are some corrections that need to be made...

1. Rock Star will now be known as .20 or twenty cent.

2. Bart was known as Bob in the first blog about him but now I'm going to Bart again...the obvious is much better.

Enjoy!

The Bart Saga...pt. 2

2007-08-20T20:06:00.000-07:00

Seriously, I've heard that guys can have their periods also..and now I'm certain of it. Yeah, I'm talking of Bart once again. He had this girlfriend, and he really liked her. So much so that it took him like 24 hours to find a new serious girlfriend. Queue Elton John and Can You Feel the Love Tonight? Cause ummm...I can't.

Anyways, :Bart has a new girlfriend and she's really great. But, I didn't know that you can't even mention the ex's name without a fight ensuing. And actually, I still don't believe that one.

We are at my friends house for breakfast and Bart asks me a question. The questions answer leaves reference of the ex. So, I answer his question and say the ex's name and think nothing of it. Till he shoots me a look that could kill...and that's when I realize he hasn't taken his midol. So, a couple of hours pass and I get a text, "I forgot to thank you for mentioning (ex's) name in front of (new love). My thoughts...wtf? Is he really still mad and thinking about that? Well, i write him a quick instant message asking if he's mad and totally expect a no. Instead I get a yes and he explains that he and new love got into an argument about ex.

And now for the moral to this venting: If you are truly over a person, it shouldn't matter if he/she is mentioned in passing...cause you are over them!!!

Getting some much needed rest...

2007-08-20T04:15:00.001-07:00

So, although I would love to blog all about this weekend...there really wouldn't be much to it. Well, that is, unless you count Friday. Which, yeah, I guess you would considering it IS part of the weekend. So, here's a rehashing of how the weekend went...

Friday:

Well, Brett was in town. I had never met him until this past weekend but I have heard the stories. Stories that all ended in a drunken madness. Now I understand why. Friday was supposed to be boys night out so I met up with Margaret and she and I pre-drank the headed downtown. Once getting down there though...we found the boys on their "boy" night and continued drinking with them. Next thing I know I'm at Diceys playing flip-cup with a friend, not from the group. Now, I realize flip-cup is not the classiest thing to play, but I had to make it known to this friend that I was indeed better. Once that was proven and I was well on my way to drunkville...I headed home...and the rest well, is for a novela never to be written.

Saturday:
Well, considering I didn't get to bed until 6 am on Saturday morning..and then was up by 8...umm, yeah, Saturday was a blur. After showering at 8 and thinking that would sober me up...it didn't...I then went to pick up Margaret from a friends place and we headed back to the apartment to get ready to go to the beach. By 11 we were on our way and yes, we were still drunk. But, by this point, I was in an awful condition. I don't think I've had the wrath of hangover that I had on Saturday..ever. So, at the beach Brett tried to get me to drink...two shots later I was still feeling rather assish. So, I called it a day and went home with the promise of going out later that night. Except, I didn't make it to later that night. Besides the occassional wake up from the phone I slept for a complete 20 hours. Yeah, 4 hours shy of sleeping for an entire day. I was in a slight coma and it was great!

Bringing me to...
Sunday:

I was sooo rejuvenated. I woke up around 7:30...went shopping at Target. I came home, cleaned out my closet, cleaned the bedroom, bathroom and kitchen AND did 2 loads of laundry. All before 11 o'clock. Then I headed over to Jeffs for breakfast with the gang then Margaret and I headed down to South Beach. Nothing really exciting on Sunday but a good day thanks to all the rest.

Now it's Monday and I'm blogging before work because I promised a friend at work that I would blog this weekend. This has not been the most exciting blog but there is one lesson to be learned from all this..drink in moderation. No, I'm not saying not to drink..that would be blasphemy...but know when enough is enough. Enough for me was at about 2 am or something Friday night...but i really think it was a bit before that.

I'm off to work. Woopeee!!

Talk about a great time...

2007-08-13T07:14:00.000-07:00

This weekend, which was supposed to be relaxing, was anything but. I started out the weekend just right by heading over to Frog and Toad to get my happy hour drink on. I had a great time there just getting to know some of the other people I work with at Hostway.
Then, after leaving the Frog and Toad I went to Manor Lanes for a goodbye party for a great friend. I have to admit that I wasn’t really looking forward to going there. I mean, I don’t like to bowl and really don’t like saying goodbye to a friend. But, reluctantly, I went and get this, ended up having a GREAT time. It was great seeing some of my former colleagues from Driftwood Middle. They really are an incredible group!
From there it was time to head on down to Riverfront…my favorite spot. Granted, I’m really getting tired of going out all the time..but if I am going to have to do it then why not head to a spot where I feel most comfortable. So, we started out down at Crazy 8’s for some quick drinks and karaoke. Although we were having a pretty good time there we wanted to get to our favorite watering hole…Tarpon Bend. That was a great time in itself. We drank it up and danced it up on the dance floor.
Lastly was Dicey Rileys. You can never go wrong at that place. Maybe it’s because I’ve made friends with the bartenders, maybe it’s just the atmosphere there…but the drinks seem to come more easily there than any other bar. The bartenders really know what they are doing there.
Finally, around 2 or so…I realized it was time to go home. So, without saying bye to anyone, I jumped into a taxi and did the infamous heefee slide although lately I’m sliding more than him. The heefee slide is genius. What you do is tell people you are going to the restroom or to get a drink…then instead you duck out of the bar and into a taxi..as quickly as possible without causing a scene. Yes, this does seem rude, but really it isn’t. When drinking and you decide it’s time to get home…nothing can stand in your way. Or well, at least that’s how it is with me. Yet if I were to stop partying all of a sudden and try to explain to people that I was ready to go home..well, they’d probably try to talk me into staying…thus the reason for the slide.

I can't believe my friend just dissed me for a guy...

2007-08-09T19:29:00.000-07:00

Well, I wish I could say that I can't believe it but actually...I totally can.

Okay, here's the scenario. I'm sitting in bed watching television when my phone rings. It's my friend calling to chat. So, we are chatting away and I'm telling her about work (the only thing I've got going on in my life) and then she starts to talk about the guy she's seeing. CEO of a pretty nice sized company...and then the other guy that she likes. You know ... woe is me....2 guys like me and I like them both.

Sorry ummm...don't really feel all that sorry for ya. So then I blurt out that maybe I should move back home. I mean, three years down here and not a single relationship to show for it. I mean, some 1 night relationshits...but that's about it. So, I blurt out that I can't be patient anymore (people keep telling me that one and it's been 3 years) and I'm pretty much right in the middle of saying something when she gets another call (mind you I'm near tears about this) and she tells me it's CEO and she'll have to call me back. Yeah, I told her not to worry about it and hung up.

WTF? I mean, I'm pouring my heart out and she answers the call waiting...no wait, she doesn't just answer it but she tells me she'll have to call me back. Ummm...yeah, you can call but I'm not answering! I guess I'm just bothered by it all cause I really don't share that much about myself with anyone and the one time I take a chance and say that...call freakin' waiting??

Oh well...gotta love South Florida I suppose.

Why Do Guys Do This?

2007-07-31T04:42:00.000-07:00

Guys are terrible! Seriously! See, there's this guy that I hooked up with. I've actually spoken of him in previous blogs. I never really thought much of it considering the first time we hooked up was cool but then he totally whigged out and the second time we hooked up kept telling me he didn't want a relationship. Already should have seen the red flags but those seem to disappear as the drinking commences.
So, this past weekend who would I run into but him. Well, by run into I mean he texted me saying that he saw me then I text him back asking where he is and banter goes back and forth and we find each other and next thing you know, I'm back at his place. This time was a bit different though. He was much nicer, we sat and talked on the balcony then went in. When we got to his room he lit candles? I don't know..but things were nice. Still no total hookup..which was great cause I said I didn't want to and he was really cool about that.
Then, the next morning...he took me home. No taxi. No driving home. He actually drove me home. Then, I don't expect to hear from him considering I know that he doesn't want a relationship...and what do you know, I hear from him. I'm not responding because I don't want to scare him off. But, here's my question, why did he do that? I mean, he claims to "not want a relationship" yet he keeps on keeping the line of communication open. Also, by sending me that email he's causing me to think about him...and that REALLY sucks!! I mean, I'm trying not to like this guy that just did the whole candles thing and I've already gotta try really hard not to like him due to that. Plus the fact that well, he is my type. Hmm..I think I even told him that. Oh well.
Anyways, I don't know that anyone even reads these but if someone happens to...some insight would be great here. This isn't the normal blog that I like to write...not very funny...but insight would be great.

Get over it already!!!

2007-07-26T19:00:00.001-07:00

Okay..I'm trying to remind myself that others could read this. By others I mean, my friends. But I've just got to vent. Seriously, venting was the perfect title for this blog.
Okay, so I've got yet another friend and this time we'll call him hmm...Bart, no too obvious, how about Bob. There yeah, that'll work.
So, "Bob"had this girlfriend of two months. Two months!! Ummm...even in high school two months wasn't really all that long. Now, "Bob" claims that he was just totally into her and felt a future could happen with them. Then she moved up North leaving him here. She never knew if or possibly when she'd be coming back but she kept him strung along just in case. Well, strung along is really the wrong word because he was seeing others and she might've been...although I just don't know that she was. So, during the two months that she was gone, and yes, that's right they were together for two months and apart for the same amount of time. Awwww...
So, during the time that she was gone, "Bob" saw others (and I'm using that term loosely) and hoped that she wasn't doing the same. They weren't together so thats okay but still, it would hurt him nonetheless.
Now, she's coming back, well, she's back or at least will be in about 3 hours. But, she's only coming back to pack up the rest of her things and head back up North. "Bob" is incredibly distraught about this. Imagine telling a teenage girl that has been seeing the same boy for around 4-5 months that she could never see him again. Yeah, that's how "Bob" is. Yup..I'm comparing him to a girl and not feeling too guilty. Can't help it. Girls are known..no notorious for over-analyzing everything a guy says, constantly talking about the guy and well, basically obsessing over guys. Girls usually equal headcases when it comes to relationships. Well, definite role reversal in this "Bob" and girl relationship.
Anyways, long story long, my whole reason for venting about this: because I'm sooo tired of it! I think the world of "Bob" but just wonder if he's ever stopped to wonder, "I hope Jayne's okay. I never really ask her about herself. I know she's brought things up before but I quickly turn talk back to myself so as not to have to listen." Yeah, that's how I'm feeling right about now. I don't mind being the good friend and listening to his woes but it's gotta be returned. I'm frustrated on my relationship status, see incredibly single and bored in the dictionary and you'll find a big fat picture of yours truly, yet I don't get to talk about me due to his constant chatter about the girl among other things.
Sheesh!! What is it with guys? They seem to be either totally aloof about girls or psychotic (no offense "Bob").
Okay....I guess I'm done for now.

Still trying to figure this whole blogging thing out...

2007-07-25T15:34:00.000-07:00

So, today I was reading over a recommended blog and was like, wow...these are hilarious!! I'm actually worried now...I mean, what if I'm not that funny? One of the girls is writing about her different dating situations, so I was like, hell yeah...that seems like the perfect thing to write about. Then I thought about it..I haven't been on a date in one, two wait oh that's right forever months!! So, guess I won't be writing about that. So, I'm just going to write about the boy situation.
Starting with my most recent (and umm...that really isn't all that recent) we'll call him Joe. Joe Schmoe. This guy looked like the perfect guy. Well, it was around 2 am...I'd done a couple of jagerbombs, had some beers and some blueberry vodkas and sprite (I don't have a problem...) and yeah, he was looking mighty fine. So, normally I wouldn't be as ummm...for lack of better words, skanky as I was but I thought I liked him. So, next thing I know I'm right smack dab in the middle of the dance floor making out hardcore like it's my job. So of course the only logical thing to do is head back to his place with him.
So after going back to his place and luckily being smart enough to not ummm...for lack of better words "score"with him...we went to sleep. The next morning I woke up thinking, "Wow...he's not that bad. I mean, I said no and he was okay with that." So I get up to leave, he asks for my number, I give it to him (which is something I rarely do) and I head home.
I don't expect to hear from him when I get a text. It says, "Hi." Umm...yeah, that's real clever there genius! So, not to out-do him, I write back "Hi." And that was that. Nothing really exciting happens then the next day I decide to take some initiative and text him saying, "How was your weekend." We write back and forth a couple of times then that's it.
I don't see him again, or here from him, till the next weekend. I see him out at the bars we talk and he takes me outside and says we need to talk. He proceeds to give me a breakup speech on how he doesn't know what he wants and blah blah blah. WTF??? Umm....we messed around..once...that's it.
So wouldn't you know I end up back at his place later that same night. Yeah, that night we messed around again then when that was all over he went into the same diatribe...I don't know what I want...I just want to be friends....bullshit bullshit bullshit. So, after he finishes talking he asks me what I want...I was like, "A taxi..." Then I proceeded to call for one and I left.
What the hell is up with guys? I mean, can't you just have a meaningful one night stande without thinking the girl is going to want sooo much more????
Guys: get a friggin' clue!!!

New to the blogging thing...

2007-07-24T19:25:00.000-07:00

I'm new to this whole blogging thing. Guess you can write about pretty much anything...well, anything actually. I don't really have all that much to say right now but just thought I'd do a bit of venting about things that have gone on recently.
I'll start with my car. Or well, I guess I should say...my old car. I sold it and thought everything would go great. Well, that was until the guy that bought it is actually in Atlanta and well, he's annoying. I hate to say that but I've been pretty damn nice to him about everything. He wanted the title sent to him asap and I explained that as soon as I received it from the bank I would send it to him. Granted he asked for it to be fedex'd and I said I would but sheesh, I let him talk me down around $200 (which is a lot when I was already asking for about $500 less than what the car was worth) and so he can wait for a title. He's claiming he can't drive the car without it but the thing is, he's got a license plate on the car and if he really needed to drive it..then he could. So, tonight he calls me and hangs up on me after finding out that I sent it a day later than what I had told him. What an ass. I was in Chicago all weekend and really didn't see fit to take the thing with me (I didn't want to lose it afterall) and well, that's that.
Grr...onto other things. Guys. You know what...nevermind I don't fee like it. There are some times that I will feel like talking about them and venting...maybe tomorrow...right now fuck it.