White people are funny

Yesterday was a nice, relaxing day. We actually got to sleep in a little bit. When we woke up, we were starving and in the mood for Dim Sum. That is my favorite food besides Mexican. Of course no one does Dim Sum like Wayne in Rochester, New York. He owns this fabulous restaurant, Golden Port, that is the best restaurant ever (I swear). Anyway, so we walked to the subway to take it to Chinatown for Dim Sum. Because of my phobia of escalators, I took the stairs. But I was always happy to see the stairs because I love to be on the move. Every time we saw another flight of stairs (I think there were a total of 5), I would say, "Stairs. . . Yay!" And then I would run up (or down) the stairs. Even Luke said, "My God, she's like a machine." Hehe. Taking the subway was fun and then we got to the restaurant and had a delicious meal. I don't even know the names of half of what we ate. I just know all of it was fabulous.

After Dim Sum, we shopped around a little and Dos bought me some cute hair clips for my head. Really, I can't believe that my hair is actually past my shoulders now. Hasn't been this long in a while. Then we came back to the hotel and frolicked in the pool. We all played with a 99 cent beach ball that we figured must have come from the 98 cent store. Dos bought an inflatable air mattress so that she could lay out and tan. I wanted to keep my legs out of the sun as much as possible because they were still quite red from kayaking. Really. . . you would think I would know by now that my pale, white skin can't take hours in the sun without some sort of protection. Dos thought it was funny to keep touching my sunburn (to see it turn white,then red again) and to even lightly hit my neck where I had a little redness and it hurt. She laughed and said, "White people are funny." Yes, yes they are. But oh well. I wanted color on this trip and I'm getting it.

After the pool, we all drove to Norwalk to do bumper boats and other fun activities. I bumped their boats very well. But then again, I've had a lot of practice crashing cars. :) Then we did these Go Kart. Well as my luck would have it, I got a faulty car and it just gave out on me mid-course. Luckily, they let me do the course again for free and we were all good. We also did some skee ball, which I love. Then we did a round of golf. Unfortunately during the round of golf, a migraine struck and we had to leave. :( Damn migraines. What the hell?

We drove back to the hotel and I slept. When we arrived there, I immediately took some anti-nausea medication so that I wouldn't throw up. Thank goodness I packed that. Later, we went to dinner at Bob's Big Boy, which is a famous diner in California. They did have excellent diner food. . . the best that I have ever had. And then we went back to the hotel and I crashed. The migraine and the anti-nausea medication completely wiped me out.

Today, Luke had to take Cindy to work and I slept while he did that. But he was so sweet and he brought me back a present. He bought me Teddy Grahams and milk because yesterday I had mentioned that I had a craving for them. How sweet is that? He may not be my boyfriend, but he is the sweetest guy ever and he is a great friend. I love him to death. :)

We just hung out for a while in the hotel room and I took my time with showering and making myself gorgeous. . . I guess it really doesn't take that long anyway, right? Then we headed to Hollywood, my favorite place. I got to get my picture taken with Mickey Mouse. For those of you who know me well, you know I adore Disney movies so this was almost as good as getting my picture taken with Walt Disney himself. But since Walt Disney is dead, Mickey Mouse will just have to do. I do love Mickey though. :)

Luke and I also took a museum tour of Ron Hubbard's life. . . you know, the founder of Scientology. I am totally intrigued by Scientology. I am not religious, by any means (duh). But this fascinates me. Ron Hubbard was actually an accomplished man and led a fascinating life. I bought a couple of his books from the museum bookstore. It will make for interesting reading during the 4 hour layover in Texas on Wednesday. Oy. . . not looking forward to that.

Now, Luke and I are lounging by the pool and soon it will be time to pick up Cindy. Tomorrow we are going to Mexico!! Luke did tell me to make sure and wear lots of sunscreen.

Luke: "I don't want you to die of cancer. I want you to die of being old."
Me: "Oh, Luke. That's the sweetest thing you've ever said to me."
Luke: "I want you to die at the ripe old age of 30."
Me: "30?? You do know that's 5 years from now?"
Luke: "Ugh. . . 5 years? 28 then."

Hmmm. . . maybe I should retract that whole "he's a great friend" thing? Hehe. :)

Kayaking and Getting Drunk

Ahhh. . . today we awoke to another bright and beautiful day in Los Angeles. Is there any other kind? Luke and I only got 4 hours of sleep, but we got up to get ready for a full day of fun, fun, fun.

Cindy, Luke, and I headed down to La Jolla, which is a town in San Diego for kayaking and snorkeling. Unfortunately, the water was too cloudy for snorkeling but the kayaking was still on. We all got dressed in life vests (we looked very fetching) and headed out with our tour guide to the beach. I was a little nervous as I had never kayaked before. Cindy and I were in a double and Luke was in his own big boy kayak. . . they grow up so fast, don't they? Our tour guide helped us out there and the waves carried us far from the shore (well, the paddles helped). I was a little nervous that the waves would tip us over, but we were all good. We kayaked for the entire day and it was great fun. Talk about using upper body strength. We took tours of some caves and we even saw some sea lions as well. They were so adorable. Luckily, no one died and everyone was brought safely to shore. Yay. Of course I did give Luke the Cooties A that he says I have. Ha. We were unable to bring our digital cameras on board because of the water, but we did buy a water proof camera and we took lots of cool pictures.

After all of that adventure, we were starving and I had yet to eat anything all day. So we went in search of an In and Out Burger. I had heard they were great burgers and everyone loved them, so of course I couldn't leave the West Coast without eating one. I actually napped in the car while Luke and Cindy searched for the restaurant. Whatever. But at last, we reached our destination. The burgers were very juicy and tasty. The fries could have been better, but whatever. It was at that point that I noticed that my legs were starting to burn. . . yeah, they were a little red. So yesterday, at the beach I remembered sunblock everywhere so I got just the right amount of color. However, today I remembered sunblock everywhere but my legs. What was that about? Oh well. I needed color anyway.

The late lunch and drive back kind of wore us out so we rested back at the hotel for just a little bit. But then it was time for fun again and we were off to a cool bar. I have to admit that I got a little. . . buzzed on my 2 drinks (as did Cindy) and we were boring Luke with the sad details of our pathetic love lives. I was boring him with my feelings about Robert and Cindy was commiserating about Ben. Of course as Luke pointed out, I had plenty of opportunities to dump Robert. Like the time he told me I wouldn't make a good therapist. . . or the millions of times he stood me up. . . or whenever. Yeah, don't worry. I'm over it. I was just drunk tonight and we were talking about men. I'm totally committed to finding someone who appreciates me.

Anyway, so after all the drinking we went to a fabulous Thai place that's open till 2 a.m. usually. God, I love L.A. The food was great, as was the company. Now, we're exhausted and tomorrow is yet another fun-filled day. God, I love this town.

I am so in love. . .

****FLIGHT WATCH 2005**** Flight 41 from Atlanta to Los Angeles was delayed until 1:37 am, so Luke Fischer and Cynthia Allen were unable to take off until nearly 2:00 and they did not arrive in L.A. until 3:30 (that's 6:30 a.m. GA time), which was about 5 hours later than they should have arrived. We thank you for staying with us through this breaking news coverage.

So I pretty much fell asleep the second I was in my seat, woke briefly when we were taking off, and then fell back asleep before we were fully in the air. Of course I didn't sleep that soundly considering the fact that someone (i.e. Luke) kept moving his shoulder away from my comfort zone. Also, the disembodied voice of the captain came over the intercom and asked if there was a doctr on the plane. Apparently, someone was having some kind of medical emergency. Then, the nice voice asked if any passenger had Zanex or Valium. I guess one of the passengers did have some Valium in her purse. . . you know, for emergencies.

Finally, we arrived in L.A. and there was Cindy #2, or Dos. She looked fabulous as ever of course! There was much hugging and laughter. It was like we had never been apart, except for the fact that no one knows what to call me anymore. Luke said that since we are Uno and Dos, he is just going to add us together and call us Tres. Apparently, when the two Cindys get together, we are like one entity. I have tried to explain that we are two separate individuals, but no go.

We did not go to bed until 5:30, but whatever. Who needs sleep? We were up at 9:00 and off to a big breakfast at Denny's. I know that's not very L.A., but again. . . whatever. And I am sooo in love with this city. If it were a man, I would tie it down and have my way with it and then marry it and have a million of its babies. Hehe. Yeah, I'm not psycho. Just obsessed with the West Coast. It was so incredibly beautiful. We went to the Santa Monica pier and walked around, ate churros. I watched Dos and Luke ride this. . .thing that I was not about to get on. My stupid feear of heights stopped me cold. Then we played skee ball and that was totally fun. There was also this foot massager that I tried out. It was super powerful. Hmm. . . I wonder if they make it in back massager form. I swear I would use it ONLY on my back. I was on such a high from life and sun.

After that, we went to a cleaner beach and changed into our bathing suits. Dos and I played in the water. We ran up and down the shore, played in the sun, and got really messy. Luke got some great shots of me pretending to be a swimsuit model or something. They also dug a big hole and buried Dos in it, and then it was my turn. . . you know, it's weird being buried in a hole of sand up to your waist. Very, very weird. Good times, good times.

Later that evening, after we cleaned all the sand out from our crevices, we went to this Mexican restaurant that Cindy loved. We all got a drink from the bar and toasted my new unemployment status. After eating a wonderful meal and delicious guacamole, we sang a karaoke song. It was "Independent Woman" by Destiny's Child and Cindy dedicated it to me. But after that, we headed to the Korean karaoke place that we love oh so much and we sang off key for over 2 hours. God, that's good stuff.I put so much passion into my bad singing too. That's the best part. If you're going to do something badly, do it right. Hehe.

Stay tuned for the rest of my vacation as key developments unfold. . .

Flight Watch 2005

I never realized before how interesting the Atlanta airport is. . . the sights, the sounds,the smells. Yeah, you know why I never realized how interesting the airport is? Because it really isn't. So Luke and I have pretty much been stuck here for like ten hours. . . or maybe just five. Whatever. Our flight was supposed to leave at 9:05 and it has been delayed until 11:20. So we won't arrive in L.A. until 1:00 L.A. time, which is 4:00 am our time. Oy.

It has been an entertaing experience in the airport with Luke though. I bought Luke a sandwich from Chick-fil-A, which he needed after circling the runway for an hour. I had a sandwich from the Atlanta Bread Company. I decided to go healthy and get just mustard and that's when I realized that sandwiches are boring without mayonnaise. Duh. Luke was desperately searching for an outlet for his computer and phone. We were eyeing this one kid for like an hour. I told Luke that I could offer to sleep with him in exchange for use of the outlet, but Luke said that he couldn't charge anything in three minutes. Ha.

Finally, Luke managed to commander an outlet. I alternated between reading and complaining about the fact that I was bored because he was ignoring me. He was refusing to let me use his computer because he was using it. . . like it was his or something. The nerve. Luke took a couple of pictures of me so that he could post one on his blog. He actually gave me warning this time and I was able to make myself even more spectacularly beautiful than I already was. Of course, one of the pictures actually came out crappy and he chose to use that one. . . probably out of spite. He's just jealous. I swear, why did he even warn me about taking a picture in the first place? I told him that if he didn't do it right, then he would have to do it again. He said, "I'm not your boyfriend!" Well, he didn't do it again. Yep, sounds like my boyfriend alright.

I really shouldn't say mean things about him though because he did say nice things about me in his blog. . .like the fact that I am hot and funny and smell nice and of course, single. Yeah, he was going great until he threw in "rich" and "talks alot." Of course, I told him that I'm only talking a lot right now to make up for the fact that he's ignoring me. So there.

****FLIGHT WATCH 2005**** Our Flight has now been delayed until 12:00 and estimated arrival time in Los Angeles is expected at 1:30 (their time). We will bring you further updates as they develop. Thank you for staying with us through this breaking news update.

Mmm. . . Books, books, and more books

Well I got up early this morning and went all the way to the doctor's only to find out that they weren't able to fit me in until next week when I get back from L.A. Dammit. Oh well. So after I that I went to the Mall of Georgia because I needed a few things. I decided to go into their massive 2 level Barnes and Noble Bookstore. Ahhh. . . does anything make me happier than the smell of new books? Well, maybe good sex. Or sex period. But for now, the smell of new books will just have to do. :) It was great thumbing through the pages of some of the classics. I saw the table of required reading for school and it really took me back to the days of high school and junior high. I actually remembered reading some of those books. And now, I have added some new books to my wish list on amazon.com. Of course, my birthday isn't for another 9 months and Christmas is still a long way off, but whatever. It's never too early to start planning. :)

Speaking of books, I have to get my sister a birthday present since her birthday is on August 9th. I know that she bought a lot of Dr. Seuss books for Conner (her son). The only one that she is missing from her collection is "Are you my mother?" Now, the reason that she and my mother informed me of this is because I happen to own this book. And I know that she's hoping that I will donate it to her. Ha. I don't think so. I have had this book since I was four years old. It was the first book I learned how to read and then I taught my sister how to read it. It's my favorite book and I plan on keeping it for when I have kids. So there is no way I am giving it to my sister. I was thinking of hunting it down and seeing if I could find it to buy for her. It might be harder than I'm thinking though. I don't know why I should go to the trouble. I don't even like my sister. I just have this need to make people happy. I'm weird that way, I guess.

So there was this crazy professor on the radio yesterday. And when I say crazy. . . I mean, he was crazy. Apparently, he has this diet that he has come out with. (Keep in mind he's not actually a medical doctor.) He said that it is a misconception that people need to exercise and that people don't actually need to drink a lot of water. Are you even kidding me? There was a woman who wrote an e-mail in response to the fact that he was on the show. She said that her mother DID lose about 50 pounds in seven weeks (which by the way is TOTALLY unhealthy). However, she also said that her mother had two heart attacks that nearly killed her. Hmmm. . . would you rather be thin or dead? Gee, I guess if you actually do the work that it takes to lose weight maybe you could be thin AND have a healthy heart. HA. What a concept. That kind of reminds me of the Atkins diet. I am so sick of people trying to take the easy way out and trying to be lazy when it comes to losing weight. And that's all it is. I have news for you. If you're not willing to exercise and eat right and work your ass off, you're not going to lose weight and you're not going to keep it off. Simple as that. But what do I know?

It is so hot out today. We are on code red smog alert today. I'm one of those people that don't actually have a favorite season. My favorite season is whatever season we happen to be in. Colorful leaves make me happy. Snow makes me happy. Warm weather makes me happy. But 105 temperatures. . . eh, I don't know. Not so much. It has been a nice, relaxing day though. And in about four hours I get to see Luke and in 6 1/2 hours, I'll be on a plane to L.A.!

Study, study, study, pack, pack, pack

Today was long. . . very long. I spent the day alternating between studying and packing. I also went out running errands before my exam. I think my midterm went pretty well. There were some multiple choice questions where you either knew them or you didn't. I might have gotten a B on the exam. This class might actually be my first B in grad school. Yeah, I know. Poor me.

After the midterm, I went out to dinner with a couple of people from my class. They're cool people and it was good fun. We all had a drink, too. I had my usual Sex on the Beach and it was good. It was just what I needed after the week I've had. Seriously. Good food, good alcohol, good conversation.

When I got home, I chatted online with Luke, Cindy, and Laura. Cindy was planning the stff we were going to do in L.A. We're planning on going to San Diego and Mexico. We're going to go kayaking and snorkeling. We're going to have so much fun. I think the change in scenery is just what I need.

I know today's post was a short and probably boring one, but not a lot happened today. I have to get up bright and early tomorrow for a doctor's appointment and tomorrow night, it's off to L.A. And Luke is meeting me here in Atlanta. . . woo-hoo! For those of you who are interested, I will be able to keep up with my blog entries while I'm in L.A. since Luke will have his computer. So you can keep up on all of my adventures across the country. And if you want to call me, for crying out loud remember the time difference! Do NOT call me at 5:00 in the morning like my family did last December. Oy.

Unemployment

Well I got the word from my boss today and I am officially terminated. Not a great surprise. I think I may go through the 5 stages of grief with this one, even though I'm being optimistic about it all. I'm pretty sure I'm in stage one: Denial. I know the stages well since I just went through them with Robert. I still think it's for the best though. But apparently, there are others (i.e. Luke) who don't necessarily feel the same way. He says that he would feel weird about spending money in L.A, if he didn't have a job anymore. But what am I supposed to do. . . cancel the trip? The plane and my half of the hotel are already paid for. Besides, it's not like I'm going to go crazy or anything. I do think it's interesting that Luke didn't bother to post a comment to my blog or e-mail me or anything to express his sympathies. No, he's just lecturing at me through his blog. Oh, wait. . . he reads this. My bad. Yes, my friends will comment on my love life, but the fact that I was fired. . . not so much.


I went to my grandmother's today. She just came back from a great trip in the Cayman Islands. She got me a very pretty necklace. She said things were very expensive there, except for alcohol and cigarettes of course. She said that they got 9 gallons of gas in the rental car and it cost $42. Insanity. I told my grandmother about my job and she took it better than I thought she would. I told her to feel free to tell the whole family the news. Seriously, I don't want to have to repeat the store to my entire family ten different times. That's just a lot of people.

After that, I met Kim to go shopping. I still had many gift cards to spend at my favorite stores. I found some cool jeans. It's nice having your best friend there to tell you which jeans make your butt look great. I found a great pair the first time out. I did try on some shorts, but they were way too short. Of course, I did realize something trying them on. I have great legs. Seriously. . . they're fabulous. :) Kim did say that they looked a lot more fit than the last time I tried on clothes, which was in May I think. I guess all that work on the bicycle at the gym paid off. I do like shopping with Kim because she's better at telling me what looks good on me than I am. And she usually thinks I am a smaller size than I do. And she's usually right. Crazy wench. Hehe.

So after shopping, I headed back home to watch a Lifetime TV movie (I know, I know), Sex and the City, and also try to get some studying done for tomorrow's midterm. Luck to me.

Slow weekend

This weekend was a nice weekend. Very relaxing. I usually work on Saturdays, but well. . . not anymore, I guess. So yesterday I actually got to sleep in. I haven't gotten much sleep lately so it was really nice to get a solid 8 hours of sleep for a change. I did get in a nice hour long workout (a half an hour on the treadmill and a half an hour of yoga) and that energized me for a day of pretty much just sitting around doing nothing.

Seth came over and it was really nice to see him. I hadn't seen him in nearly a month. He had sooo much gossip to tell me. Apparently, he's seeing like three guys even though he's only really into one of them. Yes, he is acting like a typical man and it is very disappointing. He keeps making excuses as to why he shouldn't break up with the one guy he's been seeing for months, even though he doesn't like him that much. I pointed out to him that if a guy was doing that to me, he would be calling him an asshole. I told him to break up with the guy, so Seth if you're reading this: BREAK UP WITH HIM ALREADY! Hehe. :) I told him my gossip and about my job thing. I swear, I think he was more mad about the situation than I was. I guess that's how friends are though. It's sweet. Seth and I pigged out on Mexican food at our usual restaurant and then went to see "Wedding Crashers." It was a funny movie. Seth also brought over doughnuts. Oy. . . what is he trying to do to me? Of course, I couldn't resist. They were Krispy Kreme, for crying out loud.

Today, I have been trying to gather the motivation to study. It's just so hard. I'm sure I'll do fine on the exam though. I did get my grade sheet back from my last class and the final exam that I thought I blew because of my break-up with Robert I actually got a 92 on. So maybe stress is good for my grades. Or maybe not because I actually got a 100 on the midterm. Speaking of Robert. . . I took a big step today. I have deleted him from my life. Metaphorically, anyway. I deleted him from my cell phone and my e-mail address book. So I no longer have any of his contact information and he is gone completely. I don't know why I didn't do it before today. I guess I wasn't ready. I know that he said he wanted to be friends still. . . actually I think he said he wanted to be friends "with benefits." I know. What a pig. I have e-mailed and called him since the break-up. He has e-mailed me back, but he never called me back. I'm just going to be grateful for that and move on with my life. It's like Cindy said. I'm never going to find the one I'm supposed to be with if I keep having casual sexual encounters anyway. Not that I've had a lot. . . but still.

Well I guess my study break has lasted long enough. Ohhh. . . I really don't feel like studying. And tomorrow, I hear the final verdict on my job and I get to tell my grandmother. I figured I would just tell her first because she's such a gossip that I won't even have to tell anyone else. I'm not looking forward to it though. My sister has screwed up all her life, but let me screw up once (that they know of) and I'm not really sure how my family is going to handle it. I am supposed to be the good one after all. Oh well.

Congratulations. . . I think??

Well I was going to wait until Monday to write this post and make this announcement, but I don't really think that much is going to change between now and then so I'm going to go ahead. As of yesterday, it looks like I may be out of a job. I know. Craziness. The reasons are a little complicated, I guess, but basically on Sunday when I was working I received a phone call on my cell phone while I was working. I forgot to "log out" of my phone to show that I was off the clock and my boss found out about it. And then the other night, when I left for the night I forgot to log out of my phone to show that I left for the evening. So yeah, it's bye-bye for that. My boss actually put me on suspension and said she would call me on Monday to let me know for sure whether I'm fired or not. I think there's only a 5 or 10% chance that they would actually decide to keep me.

At first, I was kind of upset because I've never been fired before. But I'm going to look at this as a blessing. I'm not really that worried about money. I have plenty of money in savings. Granted, I was going to use that to pay off my credit cards, but whatever. Plus, my school kind of throws so much student loan money my way every time a new class starts because they don't expect you to work so I'll have that money coming in. So I think I may double up on my classes so that I can a) get more student loan money and b) finish my degree that much faster. I'm also going to take a Spanish class so that I can actually learn Spanish. If I actually want to get a job on the West Coast, I need to be able to speak it fluently. I'm also going to volunteer somewhere like a shelter or a crisis line so that I can get more experience doing what I actually want to do. I'm not going to get another stupid customer service job. I may even go back to being a phone actress to get some extra money coming in. So I have plans. I'll be fine.

The only thing that I am a little worried about is the fact that I'll be without health insurance. As all of you know, I have suffered from excruciating migraines for many years. I have finally found a medication that actually works and I very rarely get them anymore now. I guess I'll just have to pay a lot more for my medicine now. I can't really go back to getting 3-5 migraines a month. That's not happening. I'll figure something out with that. I know that I was going to run out of pills while I was in L.A. so I was planning on getting a refill within the next few days anyway. I think I'm going to go ahead and get a refill today while I still technically have a job and insurance. That's okay, right?

I spoke to Cindy last night and told her the news about my job. She is so great. She thinks just the way I do and she was actually thinking the same things I was. She even said, "Cindy, I'm so happy for you. You've been given the gift of freedom." I think I'm just being very optimistic right now. I will also have time for a social life (i.e. dating). I won't have to struggle to find time to go out and have fun, so that'll be nice. Cindy says that when I get to L.A., we'll celebrate the fact that I was fired. I swear, only she would do something like that. Of course she did say that if by some small chance I didn't get fired, then we would celebrate that too. So either way. . .

I spoke to Kim today for the first time since the American Idol concert. I swear, I have no idea why we never speak anymore. And soon, she's moving to Smyrna. That's practically on the other side of Georgia! Somehow I mentioned my blog to her and she was surprised I even had one. Yeah, I've had one a year and she just now found out that I had one. Well, seriously until now we saw each other so much that anything I put in the blog she already knew about. And then some. Kim and I may go shopping on Monday. I still have gift cards to my favorite stores and I would like to get a few new things for my trip to L.A. And you know the best part? I don't have to worry about a dress code anymore. So bring on the spaghetti straps and halter tops!

Thoughts

I had a thought. Yes, I know. . . I have many thoughts. Sometimes way too many. This is why I like it when I go into my "zone" because my zone is a place where thoughts are nonexistent. Anyway, back to my thought. Dating is pretty much the most exhausting thing a person can do. It's hard work. I think I was actually having this revelation as I was pounding away on my treadmill, sweating more than I remember sweating in a long time and listening to Rob Thomas's song on the radio, "This is how a heart breaks." Maybe I was even thinking of Robert. I know what you're all thinking. Him again.

I don't think my heart was exactly broken yesterday. I was just a little tired and fed up with the whole game, I think. So after three days of not hearing from Adam, I finally heard from in a "Closed" message on eharmony. His reason that he chose was that he was pursuing another relationship. Fine. Not a surprise that things didn't work out with him and I'm not heartbroken. We only had one date and he's just one more guy who couldn't appreciate the wonder and the beauty that is me, right? But of course. I just immediately went to take out my frustrations on my treadmill. Poor thing. Actually, my poor legs. They are very sore right now because I haven't worked them that hard in a while. Dating is just one big merry-go-round of uncertainty and confusion and heartache. I wish I could just stop but I have this stupid need to be married eventually. Ugh. Those of you out there who are already married or involved don't know how lucky you are. Yes Laura, I am talking to you. Some of us aren't lucky enough to find the one that we're supposed to be with when we're 16.

I think I'm just tired and need a vacation, so if I seem down that's all it is. I have other guys that I'm talking to on eharmony though. . . guys that I'll go out with when I get back from my glorious vacation on L.A. Eventually I'll find one that sticks. Yesterday I told myself that it would be a good day and that kind of blew up in my face. I had many customers who irritated the crap out of me. I did use my stress ball thing that I got at my stress management seminar the other day and that helped a little. Then I went to Chick-fil-A to get a sandwich and to McDonald's to get a Fruit and Walnut Salad. I received bad service at both of them and McDonald's actually forgot the walnuts for my salad. Seriously, that's the most important part.

But my professor in my class did give us all 8 of our essay topics that were going to be on our test and we're only going to have to pick 4 to do on the test. So I know what to study for those. And he already gave us a whole list of key terms to study for the multiple choice section, so he practically handed the test to us. I'm sure I will do fine.

Luke said in his blog yesterday that he was glad that I was happy. Don't worry Luke. I'm not unhappy. I'm just tired and need to get away. I will not tell myself what I told myself at the beginning of yesterday. It doesn't work. I'm just going to hope for the best. And tomorrow, I get to see Seth. . . my best friend in the entire world! I haven't seen him in weeks. I am sooo excited!!

Job well done

Well my very good friend Luke just lost a very good friend of his and he's extremely upset and despondent right now. I wish there was something I could do to make him feel better, but I know there isn't. Just know that I'm thinking of you, Luke, and I'm here if you need me. I love you and I miss you. At least we'll see each other when we visit Cindy in L.A.

It is so nice to hear that you're doing a great job. For the past two days, I've gotten a pat on the back so to speak. The first one occurred when I tied with another coworker for highest Call Quality scores for the month of June. I got a 99.5 or something like that. And my prize was a nifty Coca-Cola hat. Woo-hoo! All that hard work with all of my calls finally paid off. And seriously. . . the woman who monitors our calls is so picky sometimes that we were seriously considering storming her office and beating her down. :) Of course no one has ever met this woman. (Coincidence??) But now she's working from home so we would have to hunt down her address and worry about getting arrested. But I guess I don't need to do that now because I have apparently jumped through all the hoops that she wanted me to jump through.

Anyway, yesterday a customer actually congratulated me on a job well done. He said that I was doing a great job and showed excellent customer service. I love it when the customers compliment me because that REALLY doesn't happen very often, even though I'm oh so nice all the time. He also asked where I was from and when I told him, he said that I had the best accent he had ever heard. Hehe. As I recall, he was calling from Arizona or somewhere out west. That was nice to hear too.

I also found out I got an A on my most recent class that I completed. Woo-hoo again! I was REALLY relieved with that one. Considering the fact that I took the final exam about three hours after I broke up with my boyfriend and my mind was kind of. . . not really there, I really thought I had blown it. I guess I managed to come through yet again.

Yesterday my team got the results of the first week of the Survivor Challenge. *Sigh.* We are tied for tenth. So that's not horrible, but we need to do better. I'm trying to motivate my team so we can do better next week. There are 23 teams. There is a team in my department (that my boss is on) that I have a friendly rivalry with. . . they are the ones I'm tied with. That's funny. But one of the big managers is ahead of both us in 7th place and we have all decided that he can NOT win. So we all have to raise the stakes a little bit. It's only the first week so there's still time. And they're not even counting bonus points or anything. . . those don't go in the final tally until the end so it's a surprise. So who knows who's really ahead of the game? Craziness, huh? But it's so much fun. All I know is I drank 9 12-oz bottles of water yesterday so I will be so water logged by the time this is over.

I am very happy today because I am wearing a dress that I was unable to fit into a year ago because it was two sizes too small. Now it's actually a little big. Ahhh. . . the wonders of weight loss. Even though I am exhausted and I know that it will be a long day, I am going to repeat to myself what my coworker Chris says to himself every morning when he gets to work: Today is going to be a good day.

I know you're all oh so curious. . .

I know that everyone is just dying to find out how my date on Monday went. Well it went just splendidly. And. . . that's all I'm going to say. Ha. Just kidding. Adam and I met at Longhorn steakhouse about halfway between our respective towns. I arrived about five minutes or so before he did, but then again I'm usually early. He was very attractive and tall. As Seth would say, that's hot. :) We didn't seem to be at a loss for conversation the entire night, so that's a good sign. Conversation flowed very well. We talked and we laughed a lot. After we ate, we sat there for about an hour or so just talking some more. I liked that. I was comfortable with him. I'm sure he was having a good time with me too. He had mentioned that he hadn't had a good day at work, but then toward the end of the night he said that his day was looking up because he had had a nice dinner with me. So that was nice. He walked me to my car after dinner and we actually talked for several minutes more. We just can't seem to shut up around each other. So we met each other for dinner at 8, but I didn't leave the restaurant until close to 10:30. He didn't really say he would call me when we left, but I think he will. Now is the painful process of waiting for him to call. I'm not really that worried though. I think if he wasn't planning on ever seeing me again, he would have "closed the match." In the world of eharmony, that's what you do when you don't want to communicate with that person ever again. So I'm just going to be patient and wait it out. Sounds good in theory.

Meanwhile. . . last night I had a very interesting phone call from another guy I met on eharmony. His name is Rajiv and he's originally from India. At first when he called me, he got my voice mail. He thought my outgoing message was funny. He gets bonus points because I think he's the only person that's actually said something about my new message. Anyway, we talked for a while and he seems interesting and very nice. He's well traveled, which I like. He's lived in Philadelphia and San Francisco. Of course he highly recommends San Francisco. Please. . . who wouldn't love the West Coast?? Smart man, I think. He e-mailed me right after we got off the phone and said that I'm a fun person. But of course. I guess we'll see where this one goes. I'm taking everything one day at a time.

Okay, so on to something of actual value going on in our world today. I'm sure you're all aware that our illustrious President has nominated someone to replace Sandra Day O'Connor on the Supreme Court. I'm sure all of you also know that this means women, gay people, minorities, and anyone who is for the separation of church and state is pretty much screwed. Oh there are other issues as well. But considering the fact that Judge Roberts once wrote a brief stating he thinks the law legalizing abortion should be overturned. . . I'm a little more concerned with my rights at the moment. Does that sound horribly selfish? Of course I'm also concerned about gay marriage. The man is a conservative, for crying out loud. Oh well. I guess there's nothing I can do about it. I didn't put Bush in office. Nor did I put the senators in office who are going to push for Roberts' confirmation. I'm glad I voted this last election. It may not have done much, but at least I can say that much. I'm sure Roberts wouldn't dare overturn the abortion law though. There would be way too much backlash. Or maybe he would. Argh. Too heavy of a subject for hump day.

On a brighter note, it hasn't rained today and Hurricane Emily missed us completely. Yay! Of course, I do feel sorry for the people of Texas and Mexico because they are feeling her wrath as I'm typing this blog. Actually, they've been feeling her wrath since 7:00 am this morning. But Georgia still has millions of dollars of hurricane damage left from Dennis and Cindy, so we didn't need any more. And apparently, it's going to get up to 95 today. Man that's hot!

First date since the breakup. . .

Well in his most recent post, Luke has whined about three days of rain and thunderstorms. Wow. Okay, Luke. Why don't you come to Georgia where we've had two hurricanes in a row and about three months of rain non-stop? Hehe. Well Kim and I got rained on coming home from the American Idol concert when it just started pouring yet again. This guy I'm talking to on eharmony told me that he was trapped on the interstate for hours on Saturday because the road was literally flooded. Craziness. Yesterday was the first day in a while that it wasn't raining so I went for a swim. That was nice. It was very hot actually. Maybe the rain will stop for a while. One can only hope.

Anyway, on Thursday I did speak to a guy that I met on eharmony. His name is Adam and he seems really cool. He called me and we talked for like two hours. He's really funny and there were no awkward pauses in the conversation which is always a plus. He has a nice voice. I don't know what that means, but I'm sure it's a good thing. He seemed like he really liked me, but then again who wouldn't? :) He wants to meet me, so he said he would call me later so we could work out the details. We didn't get off the phone until midnight, so it was a little late by then.

Even though I didn't get off the phone until midnight, I still managed to drag myself out of bed at 4:30 for a workout. I felt extremely energized. On Saturday, Kim and I went to the American Idol concert, which was cool. It was a pretty good concert, except for the guy in front of us whose wife had obviously dragged him there. He was wearing a hat that was sooo 1942 and he barely got of his seat the entire concert. Every time Kim and I got up to clap or dance or whatever, he would give us an evil look like we were being too loud. Please. We were at a concert, for crying out loud. Get over it. Kim told me a lot about her problems with Dave. I'm not sure why she stays with him, but whatever. She asked me what I learned from my relationship with Robert. That one was easy. I learned not to let guys take advantage of me.

Anyway, I spoke to Adam last night and we finalized our plans for tonight. I'm really looking forward to meeting him. Hopefully, the chemistry will be there. I hate when the guy is perfect but the chemistry is missing. It sucks. I guess we'll see. I'm going to be optimistic. I'll let everyone know how it goes.

Lollipop Head

I'm doing that thing again. You know, where I take on way too much, way too fast. So the eharmony thing is still going well. There's an interesting guy I'm talking to who seems cool. He's a software engineer who's into photography and music as well. He wants to call me and maybe meet me soon. The only trouble is I have to find the time to squeeze him in. Between Kim this weekend and Seth next weekend. . . Oy. But I'm sure I will have time to have lunch or dinner or something with him soon.

I also have volunteered for overtime at work. I did that last week and it's for another department. Of course, after I volunteered we got an e-mail from the Big Boss saying that because we are SUPER understaffed and wayyyy busy, he is now making overtime mandatory. That's right. . . mandatory. What the hell?? Not only that, but he's telling us how many hours we have to do. Apparently, he wants us to do 5-8. Great. I told my boss that I really don't mind helping the other department out. I know they're swamped. I just resent being told that I have to and being told just how much. Plus, I have a midterm in less than two weeks. That's the other thing that I have to worry about. My class isn't really hard, by any means. But there is a LOT of information and a LOT of memorization that has to be done. Luckily, I'm already halfway done making flashcards. Yay for me.

But I have a plan on how I can work overtime, work out for an hour a day, and study for my midterm so that I get an A. All I have to do it study while I work out and study in between e-mails. I've done it before. It's not hard. And I'll squeeze in sleep somehow. Have I mentioned lately that I can't wait for L.A.? It will be the best vacation ever! I am so excited about relaxing and spending time with my friends. Of course I will not be slacking off on my exercise. No way.

Speaking of work. . . yesterday I had the craziest customer. He was insane. I spoke to him three times. Twice I had to hang up on him because he would not stop using profanity with me when I asked him to. He kept yelling at me and telling me to shut up. He spoke to a supervisor on one of the calls and he was cussing at her. He actually hung up on her. He got on the phone asking to speak to a supervisor though; he was already angry. I kept my cool and was very firm with him. I was amazed that I didn't lose my patience and get upset from the call. . . or should I say calls. I just took it in stride. Oh well. I just figure that people like that have bigger issues than what they're actually complaining about and I don't take it personally.

So the Special K diet has been going okay. I haven't really told anyone at work that I'm on it because I know what they'll say. Yesterday, Rachelle asked me if I was in the challenge to lose weight. I told her I was doing it to stay fit and that if I lost weight, for my team then so much the better. She has already told me if I lost anymore weight, I would get a chicken neck. Well yesterday she told me that someone told her that I was losing too much weight and I should watch out or I would get a lollipop head. What the hell does that mean? I was thinking that maybe I would stop the Special K think and just go back to eating regularly again. . . but still eating healthy of course. What does everyone think? I really don't need to lose any more weight. I know that. I was just trying to lose a few pounds for the benefit of my team. I am way too competitive for my own good, I think. Besides, even if I eat normally I will probably still lose a few pounds with all the added exercise, fruits and veggies, and all this damn water I've been drinking. Seriously, do you know how hard it is to drink 6 12-oz cups of water? It's hard. And I'm going to the bathroom every hour. But I once heard that it's just because my body's not used to that much water and once it gets used to it, it'll stop. I hope so. Since I had been slacking off a little in the exercise department, I'm not used to working out for two hours a day. So I have to work up to that. I do love eating better though. I needed to eat more fruits and veggies anyway. And I had 7 servings yesterday! Craziness. That's because one serving is only 1/2 cup, so it's easier than you would think.

Okay, so that's my ramble of the day. I feel very good today. Today will be a good day, even though I have a lot of studying to do. I have a feeling I will be very productive.

"I know I'm old enough to be your daddy. . . "

Ahhh. . . the joys of online dating. For those of you who are either in a relationship or have no interest in a relationship, I applaud you. Seriously, it's rough out there. Sometimes I don't know why I even bother.

So I made my profile active again on match.com and I joined eharmony again. . . that one was against my better judgment and Seth might yell at me for that one. The reason being that eharmony refuses to match gay couples and we think they might be prejudiced. I just joined again because I think I might actually have some success. So far, so good. They match you pretty well on that site to what you're looking for. They're different because you don't look for the matches; they search for you based on the criteria you're looking for and your personality.

Lately, the only guys who have been winking or e-mailing me on match.com are guys who are either too old or they smoke or they're religious or they have kids or they're out of state or I can tell that they're only interested in one thing. I had one 45-year-old guy e-mail me today and he wrote, "I know I'm old enough to be your daddy, but if you ever want a fun friend let me know." Gee I wonder what he's talking about. At least I'm not paying for that service. Sooo not worth it.

Eharmony is much better. I'm being matched with guys that are actually cool. You have to go through a series of questions before you decide if you want to e-mail the person or not. But you e-mail them through eharmony so it's completely anonymous. I'm talking to this one guy right now who seems cool. He's a stock analyst, very funny and loves history. Of course, he's only 23. I don't usually date younger guys. They matched me to him before I changed my settings on there to what I required regarding age. But I think I'm going to see where it goes. And it seems like he wants to take it slow, which is good. After my recent breakup with Robert, I'm not really ready to jump into anything yet. So I'm just going to see which match on eharmony works best and go from there. There are several that are good possibilities. This is the only one that I'm in the e-mail stage though. But there is this one guy and one of the questions I chose to ask him was to describe his spirituality. He said that he was raised Roman Catholic, but that he does not discuss his current religious beliefs with anyone because he prefers to keep them to himself. What does that mean? So if we started dating, would he ever tell me? Seems a little weird, I guess. Haven't decided if I want to continue e-mailing him because of that, but maybe I will. I mean, I specifically asked eharmony not to match me with anyone religious. The most I will accept is spiritual, but not religious.

Anyway, so dating is hard, exhausting work. Hurricane Dennis has left a lot of flooding for Georgia to deal with. Oh, I can't wait to go to L.A. I'm so sick of this weather. This weekend has been very productive though. I am now not only caught up in my class, but I am ahead. I also did a lot of "spring" cleaning. I know, I know. . . it's a little late. It's July and I'm just now packing up winter clothes to make room for all my summer stuff. Whatever, I've been busy. Don't judge me too harshly, okay? The Special K Diet is going well, although I'm pretty much hungry all day until I eat my dinner. This is going to be a long 2 weeks. I hope it works. I just hope I don't get sick of Special K . . . it's the only healthy cereal I like.

And so the Summer Survivor Challenge begins

I know it's been a while since my last post and I apologize. I've been a little lazy to post on my blog. So sad, I know. Well last week, I joined the Summer Survivor Challenge at work. It's a fitness contest to encourage people to basically get off their asses. Some are joining to lose weight and some are doing it to just stay fit. I joined a team kind of last minute. But there are several prizes to be won, like IPOD's, a flat screen TV, and a home theatre system. You calculate your points every day for how many fruits and vegetables you eat a day, how much water you drink, and how much exercise you do. And you get points for how much weight your team loses. Technically, there are only 3 people on our team that need to lose weight (it's a 6 person team), but I think I'm going to try to lose weight anyway. Every little bit helps.

My team voted me captain. Apparently, I'm a good motivator or something. The captain's main job is to motivate their team. . . and to calculate the team's points every week. Oy. The challenge does not officially start until Monday, but the sabotage has already started. On Friday, my boss (who is on a rival team) offered me Krispy Kreme donuts. What is she, nuts?? I did not give in. Later, I was eating a bowl of chicken soup from Chick-fil-A (very healthy actually) and I told her that it was better than her donuts. She said that they were just a charitable contribution. I said, "Yeah. . . a charitable contribution to my hips." I'm thinking I'm going to do the Special K Challenge for the next 2 weeks until I go to L.A. Apparently, you can lose up to 6 pounds in 2 weeks. We'll see. I also intend to work out like crazy. I am very committed to this. I think it's just something to take my mind off Robert. Even though I'm not really as sad or angry as I was anymore, I still think about him. But I am definitely healing. Good for me.

I talked to Luke on Friday and we both agreed to be healthy eating/workout buddies on our trip to L.A. Even though I'm sure we will eat junk food, we both agreed not to go too crazy. And since the hotel has a pool, I intend to swim every single day so I won't have to skip my workouts while I'm there. He suggested we go out clubbing and pick up guys while we're there. Dancing and sex are great exercise. Well. . . the sex can be good exercise if it's done right. And a trashy one night stand will definitely help me move on. Hehe.

Yesterday was not my day. It started out innocently enough. Work was slow and I spent most of it surfing the Internet. I decided last minute to get some Mexican food to go on the way home. Since I was starting my Special K Challenge today, I figured that I would have a "last meal," so to speak. I picked up some food from my favorite restaurant and then I decided to go to the grocery store. The storms from Hurricane Dennis were supposed to hit us soon so I wanted to go ahead and pick up some things so I didn't have to leave the house. Of course, even though the storms weren't supposed to hit until today, the rain hit yesterday while I was on the way home and while I was in the grocery store. And hit us they did. As I was leaving the grocery store, it was POURING. I was forced to unload my groceries from the cart to my car in the rain and I got soaked. Seriously. . . . my jeans were sticking to me, they were so wet. Robert always said that he thought women were sexy when they were wet. I must have been a goddess yesterday. I finally got home and then I had to unload everything. That was fun. Since I was carrying all my groceries in one load in the house, I dropped the bag that had my milk in my garage. Of course the milk busted. Dammit. Now I have to buy more milk. Whatever.

I just went in and immediately, got out of my wet clothes, unloaded my groceries, and just enjoyed my Mexican food. For the rest of the night, I relaxed. I know that it's going to be raining for the next couple of days. I don't think it's going to be as bad as Tropical Storm Cindy though. Cindy has cost Georgia about 50 million dollars in damage. Dammit, I hate the rain. Well. . . not when I have someone to cuddle up with inside anyway. :)

Well the next two days are going to be spent studying, working out, and maybe even some cleaning. I'm actually looking forward to it. Crazy, I know. And how is it that my class just started this week and already I'm behind?? I have to fix that for sure.

Realizations

So I was driving home from work battling rush hour traffic and listening to country music. I know, I know. I've been listening to my CD's a lot lately. I usually only listen to them when I'm depressed so it must have been the fact that I had all this tension still bottled up over Robert. I had gone from feeling depressed to feeling angry mostly. While I was searching profiles on the website that he and I originally met on, I came across his. It appears that he has updated his profile, complete with new pictures and everything. He even changed his screen name. So what happened to the fact that he was thinking about moving to Europe and he didn't need a relationship to complicate that decision? What a liar. I was even thinking about sending him an e-mail via that website letting him know that I knew he was a liar.

Then sometime during the drive on one of the many back roads of my stupid southern town, a calmness came over me and all the anger just left. I think I'm officially over him. Is it really important that I get the last word? Who really cares? He knows he's a liar. Does it really matter if he knows that I know? The important thing is that I know he is soooo not good enough for me. I was just thinking about all the times he blew me off or left me hanging or put me down during our relationship. Whatever good times we did have weren't worth that. I don't know why that realization all of a sudden hit me, but I feel like this huge weight has been taken off my shoulders. I feel happier than I have in months. . . happier than even before Robert and I broke up. That should tell you something, right?

I think I am still going to take a small break from dating though. Just because I want to reevaluate my priorities and take a look at what mistakes I did make in the relationship. And there were some good things about Robert that attracted to me to him in the beginning. I just need to remember those and know that I would like any future boyfriends to have those in the future. But I have to remember the negative qualities that Robert had so I can run as fast and as far as I can if a guy shows them in the future. But I know that when I do decide to date again, I will eventually find a guy who treats me the way I deserve to be treated.

In the meantime, I'm going to focus on myself and my goals. I'm going to take some quality "me" time. I think I deserve it. But wait. . . this whole no dating thing. . . does that mean I can't have sex either?

Balkanization of what now??

It's interesting just how stupid and narrow minded some Americans can be. I mean, we're the richest country in the world. You would think some people could ease up a little bit. Of course the price of that is that some of us are also the most arrogant. Below is an e-mail that we received from one of our customers the other day. I think it's one of the stupidest complaints we've gotten. . . other than the guy who once complained because he was discriminated against because he got crummy French Fries.

"My daughter & I just stopped by for a bite to eat at
your store located at Jefferson Village FSU in
Littleton, CO. We always enjoy the food and especially
appreciate the 'closed on Sundays' philosophy.
However, I don't believe we'll be patronizing this
location any longer because as my daughter & I sat
eating our food, the majority of the employees started
speaking Spanish. Not only was this rude and
inconsiderate towards your guests, it contributes to
the Balkanization of our country. As we approach the
Independence Day holiday this weekend, it is
disheartening to see individuals living and working in
our country who have no interest in being Americans.
It is also disappointing to know that a business would
contribute to this problem by allowing its employees
to conduct business in this manner. Albeit small, my
power as a consumer will be leveraged to help our
country remain one of a single society - not one where
we have separate languages and cultures. We will no
longer be patronizing this Chick-fil-a location and
possibly any other Chick-fil-a store due to this
unforntunate set of circumstances."

I'm actually surprised that e-mail didn't come from someone in the South. I actually thought a woman wrote this e-mail at first (sexist, I know), but it was a man. It's amazing that he thinks people who speak a different language than he does isn't being American and he talks about how he wants America to consist of one society. . . heaven forbid we actually have separate cultures. Isn't America supposed to be a melting pot? He's probably one of those hyprocrites who brags about how America is so diverse and then complains about it at the same time. I swear, some Americans. . . .

If you'll notice the time of this post it's very, very early. I woke up at 4:00 am this morning and was unable to get back to sleep. I don't know what it is, but sleeping has been very difficult for me lately. Of course during the weekend, I slept a lot. . . . probably because I was depressed. I had a horrible migraine yesterday, but I managed to work through it as I have no personal days left. I have a couple vacation days, but you can't use those to call in sick. Oy. I also went to class sick. Since I am going to be missing 2 classes for my trip to L.A., I can't afford to miss any more. But I managed it. Still not sure how. Those of you who have seen me with a migraine know I can barely walk with those things. Yet walk I did and I still managed the hour long drive home in the rain. Just remnants of tropical storm Cindy. . . I love that there is a storm named after me. Hehe.

Well now that I have my blog post out of my system it's time to get ready for work.

Binger's Remorse

I think I'm going to be sick. Yes, now I feel depressed and nauseous. Wonderful. I started out the day with pancakes at McDonald's because I've had a pancake craving for days actually. For dinner, I hit Hardee's for one of their legendary Thickburgers and some of their curly fries. For those of you who don't know, their burgers are delicious and have about 3 times the calories of other fast food restaurants. I have not eaten one in well over a year because. . . . well because I have grown to care about my arteries. But fuck 'em. I really don't care right now. My stomach has actually been alternating between feeling sick and hungry all day. I know it's because of the food that I've been eating for the past three days. My body is not used to eating all this crap. For the last year and a half, I've been eating barely 1000 calories a day with only the occasional splurge and I've suddenly given my stomach an overload in a very short period of time. Depression is not good for my stomach.

I know I'm pathetic, but I can't stop thinking about Robert. I'm remembering every detail of every second we spent together. And there were a lot of seconds. Mornings were my favorite. . . it was nice waking up with him. It was nice hanging out with him and watching stupid TV shows with him or sharing Chinese food with him. I really wish I could just forget him. It would be so much easier. He's always on my mind. It doesn't matter that deep down I know he wasn't the one for me and it's better this way. My heart hasn't caught quite caught up with my head yet. The worst part is that I am thisclose to actually calling him or something. I know, I know. Crazy. He said we could do this whole "just friends" thing and he told me that if I wanted to call him or e-mail him, I could. But I know that it's going to be that much harder to get over him if I hear his voice, right? I wish I had someone here to physically restrain me from calling him.

My big question is. . . . should I go ahead and start dating again? I've already received a couple of e-mails from guys on match.com since I updated my profile. One of them actually sounds pretty interesting. A part of me says that maybe I'm not ready to jump into a relationship just yet. But then another part of me says that maybe I could just e-mail the guy and take it slow. . . . just see where it goes. I have no idea.

I think I'll have a piece of chocolate cake. That'll clear things up. Oy.

Chicken Claws and Flat Spots

Seriously people don't even realize the crap that comes spewing out of their mouths. I had a call from a woman yesterday who said that she found what looks like a chicken claw or toenail in her salad. Really people. . . are you even kidding me?? I mean, I know we use all natural breast meat, but it isn't that natural. As Cindy said, the chickens aren't making the salad. I had to struggle to keep a straight face. But whatever. I gave her coupons and sent her on her way. I think she honestly thought she found a chicken claw in her salad. I think Dwight said it best when he asked the profound question, "Are people getting dumber or are my standards just too low?" Hmm. . . maybe a little of column A, maybe a little of column B. :)

Yesterday, for some reason the depression with Robert was hitting me a lot harder than it was on Wednesday. I'm not sure why. But the day was busy, so that helped a little. Of course one of my coworkers told me I shouldn't be this upset over someone I hadn't even dated for that long. Uh. . . okay. Done and done. What the hell. I can't really help it if I fell hard in a short period of time. And I know she's right when she says that in 5 years I'll wonder what I ever saw in the guy. I just need to get over this initial hump. It'll just take a couple of days. Of course my other coworker, Rachelle, reminded me of the quote, "It's better to lose a lover than to love a loser." She is sooo right. I just have to keep that in mind.

I did talk to Luke and we made plans regarding our hotel stay in L.A. That pumped me up. We're going to have a fabulous pool it looks like, which will be nice. I will come back with a gorgeous tan. Yay for me. Less than one month till lift-off. After work, I took my car by the tire place to see if they could tell me what the hell the problem was. I described the problem to the guy and he said it sounds like it just has a flat spot. He told me to just drive it for 3000 miles, get the tires rotated, and then do the same thing. He said it will probably take about 2 rotations for the tire to wear out and then I will need a new tire, but I don't really need to get one now unless I just absolutely want one. Whew. That's good news. At least it's nothing serious.

After that I went home and downloaded the program that would allow me to send pictures to my blog. I couldn't figure out how to post a picture to my profile though. It was very complicated. But Cindy called me. . . . FINALLY!! It was so great to hear from her. We talked for like 2 hours. It was nice. It did get my mind off Robert for a little bit. . . except for the time when we were talking about Robert and our crappy love lives of course. But we also talked about all the cool things we were going to do in L.A. It's going to be so much fun! It had been a long day so it wasn't too long after my phone call with her that I went to sleep.

Today I feel semi-better about things. I think today's going to be a good day, although it's supposed to be very hot and muggy. God, I hate Georgia summers.