10.27.2010

reality check.

i've always said that the minute i feel optimistic, the entire world will assault me at once. i am glad to know that i was not incorrect in that assessment, but sad to know that i was.

i'm trying to go ahead and nail down my new year's plans, since those will directly tie to my christmas plans, etc. and it's good to have something to look forward to. the one roomie is rarely home and not reliable as a source of scheduling and the other is going to vegas to fuck prostitutes and gamble away his future. if luck has its way with me (and it almost always does) i will be sitting home alone here in chicago, watching it snow outside my window, thinking about how shitty the year has been and how the upcoming year will not likely be any better at all. yeah, i know, it's easy to be a downer, but let's face reality... this is how things go for me. i am not the girl with the happy ending to her shitty story. there is no lesson to be learned here beyond, "do not even bother trying, because it will only make you feel worse."

methinks that NOW is the time for leftover pizza. and probably a refill of this vodka/7up.

10.25.2010

winter friends.

i missed you so much. i HAVE missed you so much. but the fact of the matter is that you proved to me that you were not a person worth knowing, much less missing. thanks for showing me the light. i will always appreciate you for that much.

in other news, my entire apartment smells of curry, thanks to one of my two new roomies making dinner. the other just went and retrieved coffee for me next door. they're totally encouraging me to be both lazy AND pampered. i cannot complain about such things.

p.s. anderson cooper is a pretty attractive man for his age. sean penn? looks like he's prolly on drugs. my bad?

10.13.2010

what does one do with $400 worth of rubber flooring?

this is a question that the roomie and i have been asking ourselves since our trip to menard's last night. i have almost settled on the idea that the buyer of the aforementioned flooring is planning to kill a lot of people and wants it to be a relatively easy cleanup. just hose down the floor and blood-be-gone!

someone in IT just came by and handed me a fancy Digipass for a new aspect of my job that i will be taking on very soon. it makes me feel important, somehow. then IT guy said that someone from "Credentials" would be contacting me regarding the digipass. I said, "Credentials? We have one of those departments here? That sounds very CIA." He agreed, but it turns out that they'll just be sending me an email with some info on how to set the whole thing up and link my pass to me specifically.

i had a meeting with my boss this morning to align invoices and purchase orders to specific projects that are ongoing. during this meeting we also discussed some additional responsibilities he intends for me to have on my plate, which is pretty exciting. not only does it mean that i am getting more hours, but more job security, too. really really nice.

in other news, there's a guy. things with that (whatever it is) are good. that is all i care to disclose at this time.

it's new bed shopping time. i am thrilled to be finally getting a new bed. i cannot wait to sink into new-soft-sheet-covered memory foamy luxury. this rainy day would have been perfect for such things.

since the roomie's birthday is monday, i promised him a homemade carrot cake. got my old supervisor's recipe, which happens to be the best one ever. i'm tempted to make a pre-birthday cake and just eat the entire thing myself. i figure the resulting hyperactivity will help me burn off the calories so it will balance out.