I have the flu. Or as I like to call it, the bubonic plague because it is disgusting and I feel like I'm going to die. Everything hurts....even typing. However, typing this is better than doing my homework that was due two days ago so...anything for a little extra procrastination.
You know, it's weird. I'm pretty sure there was a time in my life when I was younger, like A LOT younger and obviously naive, when I thought things like buying my own groceries and paying my own bills and cleaning my own house would be cool. I could do them the way I wanted instead of the way my mom did them and I would feel like a grownup or some bullshit like that and it would be fun.
However, it is NOT fun. It blows. Buying your own groceries? Never freakin ending. I need food in this house constantly. Who keeps drinking all the damn milk? Where is the diet coke disappearing to? AND everything goes bad. I'm sticking to canned goods and freezer food from here on out because spending 5.00 on a watermelon that I can't finish in the week it takes to go bad is a complete freakin waste. No more fresh cauliflower or lettuce for lunches, bread that gets mushy and then hard in my cupboards, no more! I'm gonna go for that canned peas and frozen pizza lifestyle I hear so much about. It sounds fantastic.
ALSO I must have been on meth when I thought cleaning my own house was a good idea. I mean, there have been times in the past where I've felt great after scouring my apartment top to bottom. HOWEVER, cleaning this pig sty on a weekly basis is appalling. There is hair everywhere and trust me, it all doesnt look like its coming from heads if you catch my drift, which makes it even more upsetting to clean up. Dishes constantly. Everything sticks and dries on the plates, i hate touching damp sponges that have been sitting on the edge of my sink for two days in a pile of ketchup. Crumbs all over the floor. I need to find an illegal immigrant, preferably of the Mexican decent because I hear fabulous things about their skills, and see if they will clean my apartment on a weekly basis for a very low fee because I can't take this much longer.
Sorry I'm such a whiner. Work is going better, I was able to go in and talk to my boss about how terrible it is working there and she was able to make some adjustments to my schedule. I also start observing at Winchester Thurston Upper this week to start my observation hours for class. They said they wouldn't mind me teaching one of the classes some day in the future as part of my ob.hours and that sounds pretty cool. However, i tend to get worked up in those situations and rather than getting anything accomplished I'll probably get up there, vomit and have to go home early. Hooray!
Have to dry my hair, scrounge up something for dinner, finish the homework I've been putting off. Hope everyone had a better weekend than me!
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Wanted: Bagel Slicer and Toe Nail Trimmer
Alright kids, I'm on the hunt for a new job. My current employers, aka The Nazi's, are driving me crazy. They were nice for a while, you know, until they lure you into that job comfort zone and then abuse you to the point of no return. SO if you are aware of anyone in the Pittsburgh area who is hiring for anything...and I mean anything (see title of today's blog) please let me know asap so that I may confront my current job, give them the high sign for "eat me" and set the place on fire. Thank you for your help.
Other than that, nothing new here. I'm sick of cleaning up Scotty's lucious locks from the floor on the a weekly basis because the boy sheds like a Grizzly. If winter weren't approaching I would have buzz cut him in his sleep already but I also don't want to listen to him whine about pneumonia and other such nonsense due to his lack of heat retained in the head. The price you pay for love.
Classes are going well, I'm currently becoming an expert on integrating technology into today's classrooms. In case you're curious what that entails, it means I know how to work Power Point, a tv/vcr/dvd combo and an overhead projector. Just give me the A now.
alright, time to clean. sorry i was boring today, i had too much coffee this morning with double fudge mocha creamer and can't sit still.
Other than that, nothing new here. I'm sick of cleaning up Scotty's lucious locks from the floor on the a weekly basis because the boy sheds like a Grizzly. If winter weren't approaching I would have buzz cut him in his sleep already but I also don't want to listen to him whine about pneumonia and other such nonsense due to his lack of heat retained in the head. The price you pay for love.
Classes are going well, I'm currently becoming an expert on integrating technology into today's classrooms. In case you're curious what that entails, it means I know how to work Power Point, a tv/vcr/dvd combo and an overhead projector. Just give me the A now.
alright, time to clean. sorry i was boring today, i had too much coffee this morning with double fudge mocha creamer and can't sit still.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
uh, what?
Just to let everyone know, I'm doing Hot Yoga today. Thank you linsey, this is all your fault.
Also, it's not like i WANTED hot yoga. I just wanted Yoga....period. Get a little stretch on, call it working out, get to wear the cute tank top and exercise pants hoopla, it seemed like a win win situation.
Now i will be sweating my ass of in a ninety degree room with people who probably don't even shower all that often. This can only lead to slippery feet, slippery stretching, kicking someone i don't know in the face and a lawsuit.
exercise doesn't pay. have a donut for me folks.
Also, it's not like i WANTED hot yoga. I just wanted Yoga....period. Get a little stretch on, call it working out, get to wear the cute tank top and exercise pants hoopla, it seemed like a win win situation.
Now i will be sweating my ass of in a ninety degree room with people who probably don't even shower all that often. This can only lead to slippery feet, slippery stretching, kicking someone i don't know in the face and a lawsuit.
exercise doesn't pay. have a donut for me folks.
For Mark...that impatient Bastard
So school has started. Again. I think my new goal is just to see how long I can go to school and keep putting off my student loans. Sure I'll be the most educated individual but also that poorest which would be an anomoly. An anomoly who doesn't know how to spell it apparently.
Anyway, this online learning this is pretty cool except that there's no one around to yell at you, which you start to miss, believe it or not. I log on and look at the due dates forms and all of the sudden i'm like "crap...that's due tomorrow. I dont even know what that is." and then you could take a risk by sending an email to the teacher who will never receive it and respond to it by the time it's actually due so you have to just guess on your own anyway.
did i mention i love school?
Side note: Scott has a canker sore. Not that anyone would care. However he seems to think that I care as he has told me about every few minutes throughout the day today. And in between whines about it. So i told him to do a salt water rinse and five minutes later he comes back to ask me , "Do i swish it or swallow it?"
Good lord, if i hadn't been around to ask he would have swallowed it?
While I'm complaining lets have a good rant about terrible people posing as friends. Not any of you of course. Any friends that I have that i talk to or facebook or receive random Im's from...those are good friends. However, it is inexcusably terrible and a sure sign you're going to hell if you suddenly decide you don't want to be friends with someone so you just...stop talking to them. So this person who you've cut off inexplicably tries contacting you over and over again and you finally meet them in person and you say to their face, "I just don't want to be your friend."
Who does that? What kind of person can say things like that and feel fine about themselves at the end of the day? Losers, thats who. People who deserve to be hit by a bus.
To my friends who are my friends....I wouldn't trade you for the world. For every fight or disagreement we've had, i'm sure we've had a thousand more laughs and memories and thats what having friends is all about. You never know if one day you'll wake up and one will be gone, not by choice, but just because thats the way the world wanted it to be. Treasure your friends, take care of them, and make sure they know what they mean to you.
Sap over chumps. My love for you only lasts in spurts. Moving on to work, which is driving me nuts. If national city doesnt fire me for simply my decrease in productivity, all they need to do is check out my internet access, fax machine usage and email correspondance as on a daily basis i send out more resumes than I know what to do with. I think i applied for a rodeo clown position the other day, simply because anything would be better than sitting listening to someone whos just a little power hungry rant and rave about something i did wrong. Also, its not that i actually did something wrong. they're just stupid and so it appears wrong to them. trust me it's right. I have two college degrees (and a third pending) that says so.
Pittsburgh is good though. Was nice and chilly today for the first time and I'm pretty sure I smelled fall approaching.I can't wait for all the trees to change. Pittsburgh is awesome in that it's a city that sits in like...a bowl....and the sides of the bowl are forests. I need friends to come visit. We'll drive around, you'll experience the wonder, you'll ship your things here first class and you can live in our second bedroom. scott won't mind. i just hope you don't mind listening to him complain. incessantly. about a canker sore.
alright, it's time for bed. yes, i realize it's only 7:30 but thats what happens when you become a pseudo adult with a semi real full time job. you become lame.
LOVE.
Anyway, this online learning this is pretty cool except that there's no one around to yell at you, which you start to miss, believe it or not. I log on and look at the due dates forms and all of the sudden i'm like "crap...that's due tomorrow. I dont even know what that is." and then you could take a risk by sending an email to the teacher who will never receive it and respond to it by the time it's actually due so you have to just guess on your own anyway.
did i mention i love school?
Side note: Scott has a canker sore. Not that anyone would care. However he seems to think that I care as he has told me about every few minutes throughout the day today. And in between whines about it. So i told him to do a salt water rinse and five minutes later he comes back to ask me , "Do i swish it or swallow it?"
Good lord, if i hadn't been around to ask he would have swallowed it?
While I'm complaining lets have a good rant about terrible people posing as friends. Not any of you of course. Any friends that I have that i talk to or facebook or receive random Im's from...those are good friends. However, it is inexcusably terrible and a sure sign you're going to hell if you suddenly decide you don't want to be friends with someone so you just...stop talking to them. So this person who you've cut off inexplicably tries contacting you over and over again and you finally meet them in person and you say to their face, "I just don't want to be your friend."
Who does that? What kind of person can say things like that and feel fine about themselves at the end of the day? Losers, thats who. People who deserve to be hit by a bus.
To my friends who are my friends....I wouldn't trade you for the world. For every fight or disagreement we've had, i'm sure we've had a thousand more laughs and memories and thats what having friends is all about. You never know if one day you'll wake up and one will be gone, not by choice, but just because thats the way the world wanted it to be. Treasure your friends, take care of them, and make sure they know what they mean to you.
Sap over chumps. My love for you only lasts in spurts. Moving on to work, which is driving me nuts. If national city doesnt fire me for simply my decrease in productivity, all they need to do is check out my internet access, fax machine usage and email correspondance as on a daily basis i send out more resumes than I know what to do with. I think i applied for a rodeo clown position the other day, simply because anything would be better than sitting listening to someone whos just a little power hungry rant and rave about something i did wrong. Also, its not that i actually did something wrong. they're just stupid and so it appears wrong to them. trust me it's right. I have two college degrees (and a third pending) that says so.
Pittsburgh is good though. Was nice and chilly today for the first time and I'm pretty sure I smelled fall approaching.I can't wait for all the trees to change. Pittsburgh is awesome in that it's a city that sits in like...a bowl....and the sides of the bowl are forests. I need friends to come visit. We'll drive around, you'll experience the wonder, you'll ship your things here first class and you can live in our second bedroom. scott won't mind. i just hope you don't mind listening to him complain. incessantly. about a canker sore.
alright, it's time for bed. yes, i realize it's only 7:30 but thats what happens when you become a pseudo adult with a semi real full time job. you become lame.
LOVE.