From the palm.. I LOVE this...

I took this yesterday when I was stressed out. Seriously.. these guys cant see in b/c it's too tinted, but I can see them and it freaks me out. I hear a "thump thump" and turn to see two nice men conversing in spanish outside my window while cleaning. They were loud. I was annoyed. I also waved at them and jumped up and down.

Just to test.

Confirmed. They cant see me.

Or maybe they're just rude. I dunno.

Please note: This was before the security lady came by (everyday at 1pm) and closes my blinds to conserve energy. I get it.. I do.. But do you know how HORRIBLE it is to have no natural light all day? I will suffer a vitamin D deficiency and therefore become depressed and therefore not be productive. Just sayin. (see how I went to law school, people? Yeah). Anway, I open them up after she leaves. I dont get direct sun anyway.

Sleep calms a body down...

Thanks for all your support during my cranky mood yesterday. I love you all. *happy face* I got some sleep and watched some SYTYCD and now, I'm all better...Dance therapy I call it.

So, to lighten the mood, go call this number. I'm SERIOUS. It's a recording. Go call now. NOW. 773-509-5027. Dont ask questions, just call...and listen to the whole thing. (and no, it doesnt charge you).

I have too much work for a Friday. TOO MUCH. Shall blog more later. Love love!

Conference calls on a Friday should be banned. Just sayin...

Touchy people.

Dude. Maybe I've been touchy this week. Maybe others have been. I dont know. Whatever the case, I'm so over it. OVER. IT.

I'm gonna rant. Warning. Sometimes I feel as though *some people* (I'm likely not referring to you. If you think I am, maybe I am...hahahaha..but likely not) make me feel badly that I go out on the weekends. My response is basically (1) I like it (2) I live by myself..and my boyfriend doesnt live here, so if I wasnt social, I'd be completely alone. all.the.time. Not that people think about that aspect. They'd rather just think I'm swinging from chandeliers all the time. Whatever.

I'm not defending myself b/c I dont feel like I need to...But, long and short is that it hurts my feelings when comments are made b/c it's as though other aspects of my personality and character go ignored just b/c I'm social. If someone's going to make comments, then I dont want to be around you. B/c why be around someone who you feel is judging your lifestyle, ya know?

Point is, there are days I'd give anything to just have Aaron here to...I dunno.. go to the grocery store with me...or rent a movie with me. But, that cant happen right now. And I'm alright with that. B/c I have to be. Since I cant do "everyday" things with anyone, I like going out...to dinner...to happy hour..whatever.

*sigh* See, this is ME being touchy...but whatever. I'm on my period. TMI? Yeah..not really caring so much... haha...

Oh..and I'm off to happy hour with Blaze. Just sayin.

;)

Straight from the palm...

Oh yeah, people.. Maria rocks my world. She was like "Why dont you just sent the pic from your phone to your blog?" My eyes were as wide as a kid of friggin Christmas! So, I created an email address (with her instructional help) and WOO HOO! Shout out to Maria for helping me insult poor fashion decisions.

Alright, you've read the story..now see what I meant. First of all, see how close I was to them? Yeah..b/c they CUT ME OFF on the walkway then proceeded to walk slowly in front of me. I walk fast, people. I always walk fast. I have places to be, speeches to write. Damnit.

Maria pointed out that I also should note the awesome panty line on her friend. I concur. HAUTE. So, here's today's lesson. NO backpack purses. I shall look for fashion mistakes everywhere now. I realize I likely make some of them, especially on the weekends, but I'm biased, so whatever. My personal fashion mistake that I KNOW is a mistake is wearing my short workout shorts on the weekend when I'm running an errand before the gym. I realize my ass isnt where it was when I was 18. I get it. And. I. DONT. CARE. It saves time to not have to run the errand then change THEN go to the gym. Whatever.

And, I prolly dont shower as much as I should. *sniffs armpit here* (Kidding btw).

Dinner last night was fun! Glad I got to see Carrie and Sarah and Brooke and Maria and and and... Good group. Good times. :) I took pics, but I'm obviously behind on all this picture posting. I dont know what happened to me. *sigh*

I need to figure out how to turn off the picture sound on my phone camera. That could give me away.. hmmm.....

My new phone

The palm centro gives me all kinds of freedom....

...to take pictures of people making bad fashion decisions. Like today's backpack purse lady.

After I took it, I kinda felt badly....until she was all "I need to see your badge or I cant open the door for you.." (she was walking in front of me and actually was going to let the door slam in my face)

Then, I felt vindicated in my photo-ing of the backpack purseage. Afterall, if she's that in the dark about purses, she must also be in the dark about the fact that I have a DRESS and HEELS on and am walking into my office building. Um.. unless I chose some weirdass form of fun, I obviously work here.

Picture to be posted when I figure out how. This shall be a new installment on the blog.

Things that happen in the bathroom

Alright, do you work in a large office? My office has 1,000 people. Granted, we have multiple bathrooms, but basically you're getting the point that you're never alone in there.

That said, people do some weird stuff in the bathroom. Some people hum.. (WHY ON EARTH DO YOU HUM?!) Some people check voicemail...on speaker. Some people actually talk on their cell phones.

But, none of these things are as uncomfortable as when someone is...ahem...doing their business.. I mean...business...I mean...you work 8 hours a day and odds are you gotta go sometime...so there's no fault there. But, gosh, it's awkward. For all parties involved. Awkward.

I just came out of the bathroom where two people were doing their business....almost in chorus. Too much information? Yeah, well.. shoulda been there. Just sayin.

And on that note..why is it that you always get an upset tummy when you're getting ready to....go to work...board a plane...go to a party... It's like some sick, twisted little game. It is. Damnit.

And please, dont hum in the bathroom. All of you. Dont. It's just weird.

Finally, on a better note, I'm pumped to see Carrrrrrrrrrie tonight! And to meet Matt! And to see Brooke! And Maria! Good dinner plans. There might even be some rapping later... (haha...Sarah?)

Alright. Back to work.

PS...

I know I've mentioned how young Barack's speech writer is, but..check him out:



http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/20/fashion/20speechwriter.html?ref=style

"Does the sausage have bones?"

- a girl at the baseball game last night. She was serious.

Sarah H. was right....baseball in the box was a good time. It was a double headers and I didnt quite make it that long. But, two hot dogs, an ice cream sundae a few cokes and two beers later, I was ready to go.home. :)

So, I've been working quite hard lately...speeches here, communication strategies there, motivational movies there, yada yada.. Anyway, just when I thought I could have dropped the ball on something, I got an email from one of the "higher-up" vice pres I'm assisting...It was in response to a speech I'd sent him earlier that day. It was a simple "Your wonderful." Yes, he spelled you're wrong (evidencing why I have my job)...but.. the sentiment was awesome. I love my job. :)

Anyway, speaking of jobs, guess who is getting some bites on his resume? Yup. The Boyfriend. :) He's got an interview with someone in Taiwan (yes, I'm serious) tonight and has had an informal interview in Chicago that might turn into something! He just got another bite last night asking for more info from him in Beijing! Obviously nothing is 100% yet...or even 50%...but getting bites feels good (not literally, but ya know). I'm pretty sure some places he's applying might try to eat Gracie, but...well..that's a bridge we'll cross when we get there.

Sara and I took a funny pic with the Drillers mascot that I'll have to post later along with weekend pics. :)

Oh..and I came home on Sat night to find my fan making a weird noise....and then experienced it RAINING from the fan blades. Now, mind you, I was NOT drunk...at all..but that's enough to make anyone do a blinky-double-take. Apparently, my roof is leaking right around my fan.. I dont know. Ugh. I need to call my LLs. *sigh* See, there are some good things to not owning a house...Well, except for living in a downtown loft that has window units and a leaky ceiling. Whatever.

Where my head's at today...

*I totally love what I'm wearing. I got a cute sweater and think I'm in love with it.

* I am wrestling with "all growed up" and "in my 20s.." Why, you ask? Well, I'm 27. You wouldnt know it if you hung out with me last week. Then again, who decides how to act at what age?! Huh?! Yeah. Whatever. Anyway, Friday night, Sara and I ended up at Whataburger and I ended up missing a contact...after going swimming after the bar. That, my friends, is not my average Friday night by any means. But, that's not to say we didnt have fun. Tried to find a new handbag on Saturday (unsuccessful) then met Michele at Oscar's (by my apt). :) Sunday, got a massage (bday gift) and walked little Gracie for a loooong time.

* I made friends with the girl who gave me my massage...We exchanged numbers and plan to hang out. Yes, I am serious. She's also my friend's sister, so I guess that works. Sometimes I really love that about myself...that I feel like I can talk with almost anyone. I love meeting new people and finding things out about them.. totally fascinating, I think. That's not to say I LOVE everyone I meet, but...whatever...

* I took some pictures, but my camera battery was dying, so I didnt take as many as I would have liked. I was telling someone today that my pics make it look like I lead a much different life sometimes...but.. who takes pictures of themselves watching the ANTM marathon all day on Sunday? Yeah, not me. Just sayin.

* A massage was exactly what I needed yesterday, but now I want one.. like everyday. This is a problem. My massage therapist (Kacy at Ihloff-highly recommend her), told me of a client before me that always comes in after he mows his lawn...and doesnt shower. Icks. ICKS!

* My friend invited me to a Drillers night with her firm. I realize it's in the "box" and I likely need to go since I said I would, but I soo dont feel like it. I want to sit home and read my Glamour magazine. I think I shall come up with a good excuse to not go or to leave early. Yes.

..and that's where my head's at today. Well, that and I have too much work and dont enough motivation today. Yes.

My co workers got me a cake!

I love them. :)

Also, I dropped my phone AGAIN on the way into work. It's done. I cannot see anything on it. If you need to reach me, please call my work phone at XXXXXXX (cell). :) I am going to go to Sprint at lunch but who knows if they'll be helpful or not... :)

:)

UPDATE: nevermind on the work number b/c I got a new phone! I got a palm centro...for very cheap! The guy was super nice b/c it's my bday!

And.. thank you for the bday wishes, people! I appreciate you. :)

I think I pissed off the birthday Gods...

....b/c this week is awesomely downhill so far. Not complaining BUT venting....

So you read yesterday's post.

Here's how the rest of the day went:

* Conference call after conference call plus trying to remedy the video sitch at the same time (I was slammed).

* Left work. Went to mall. Was talked into buying a 100 dress for my birthday (with a 30 dollar off coupon, but STILL). Did I need it? No.. Whatever. It made me feel pretty and it's my birthday damnit. Left the mall, feeling a bit bad about my purchase, but confident that it was cute as hell and....

* got home to find a letter from the bar assn saying that I'd failed to pay my dues and was therefore getting suspended if I failed to pay them in OKC by 5pm yesterday. EFFING AWESOME. Since it was obviously after 5pm, I was STRESSSSSED. I thought they'd been paid (long story short).

* Went to tan (whatever, I was stressed, but have pretty much quit tanning I might add). Got hit on by a girl at my gym. Mind you, I typically would be flattered by this sort of thing...not interested, but flattered nontheless...but given that I'd cried, had no makeup on, smelled like burnt flesh (from the tanning) and she looked like a linebacker, I was just annoyed and it was the end to my perfect day.

Here's today:

* Woke up to see my precious little dog vomiting all over. :( She was so sad...and I've never seen her that sick. Coddled her, cleaned up, called the vet..They told me to pull her food and water today then watch her and give her chicken/rice tomorrow. (my mom is gonna LOVE that since she's watching her when I leave town...*sigh*). Poor little G.. Getting ready to go home at lunch to check on her...

* Spent the whole time en route to work on the phone with the bar assn. If I didnt pay yesterday, my dues were going to double (we wont even talk about how much THAT was going to be). Talked them out of that. Got to work, called my bosses, figured it out, paid it and submitted for reimbursement. (Cross your fingers here, people).

So, I'm not having a pity party like "wah wah.. my bday always sucks.." b/c it doesnt. But, typically, something doesnt go as right as I'd like on the bday. Since it's tomorrow, I'm seriously just hoping all the crappy shit is out of the way for the week... cause I dont wanna know what else could happen...*nervous laugh*

Also...I realize lots of you out there feel my pain...I'm just waiting on this whole "your degree will be worth it" crap to come true. Yeah. There. Done.

:)

Just another manic.....Tuesday?

Dude. Here's my day today:

1. Get pulled out of a conference call by our assistant, Sheila, saying "You're supposed to be on a call with R*impt person*"

This is what transpired next:

Sheila: "R is waiting for you.. You know the call in number…"
Me: *checks system* "Nope.. I don’t have it…"

*We both go over to B's desk (R's assistant) (the dept is next to mine so it wasnt far...and she knows who I am)*

Me (and Sheila): "R asked me to be on a call this very moment. Do you have the meeting R is on right now?"
B: "All AE meeting… You're not on the list.."
Me: "Right. Well, he called and I need to be on that call.. Can I please have the number?"
B: "For what? You're not on that list. He's in a meeting."
Me: "Okay.. But… he called and I need to be on that call. Can I have his cell phone number then?"
B: "He's in a meeting and wont answer.."

*getting irritated*

Me: "Okay, but he JUST CALLED me dept looking for me..."
B: "What are you supposed to talk to him about?"
Me: *hurriedly talking in disbelief of how defiant she's being* "I don’t know… either ___ or ____ …but it's not on my system."
B: "I don’t know… He's on All AFE call now..so….."
Me: "Is Corey or Stewart on that call?"
B: "No."
Me: "Can I please just have the number?"

She reluctantly gives it to me…. I call in and find R, Corey and Stewart (vice president) WAITING ON ME. Nice.

THEN, I get back to my office to review those video clips I had our tech dept make. They guy who did them....get this...used his VIDEO CAMERA to record the television. Yes, I am serious. So, now I have to contract out to have this done...in 24 hours. Please keep in mind this is not really a typical job task.. I have no idea how I got saddled with this.

I have a meeting with one of the VPs in about 15 minutes so I am practicing harnessing my chi. hahahaha...

I like stress. I just HATE when people CAUSE it by their ineptness.

I need a cute dress for my birthday. That will make me feel better. *sigh* I have to call the student loan people today. So basically, my day is going to be full of stress and incompetency.