I may be a little crusty in the heart, and I might not like children at present, but Lord she's just darling - wonder if I could order one like her for say about 5 years from now - like in baby form though...
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Ask Me
I dare you.
What pray tell?
Out. Like a date, a date date.
No?
Why not?
Shy?
Oh?(Well being shy can be cute, sweet, honest, sincere - it is also a red flag) so let me do it.
As we know from history OM went up in a closet case colored cloud of calamity - alliteration aside, the fatal error or truth telling moment of our interaction was that I was the one who came up with the witty email and tried to charm him in a way far beyond a certain blue dress or eyelash batting (does anyone do that these days?). Personally for me a man who can't initiate is destined to be skinned alive not only on this blog but also by me. Maybe I am jaded, just too many man children running around - you have to test them with a little flame or hook to see what they're made of, or maybe it's like X says. Relationships are a dance, an equal give and take partnership, if it's lopsided you fall and someone get's smooshed/crushed in the process. In the end your weakness will find their way to the bottom side of my soft gray BCBG stiletto pumps if you can't man up.
Now now let's let my softer side speak for a moment. The issue is quite simply two things - if I'm not worth a little discomfort now in your life then you aren't really interested (my opinion) and because I'm a strong personality - if I know you're intimidated by me, I'm like a shark I can smell fear, and then well you're done for.
So what then, well be friendly, sincere and avoid eyeing me up or at least do it discreetly initially, get to know me and then use the email I've linked or just ask me for coffee - one can never be too caffeinated - and when I'm caffeinated - I'm a happy person who yaps endlessly - you'd only have to show up for the date - really quite simple.
Consider it.
Flowers work too.
What pray tell?
Out. Like a date, a date date.
No?
Why not?
Shy?
Oh?(Well being shy can be cute, sweet, honest, sincere - it is also a red flag) so let me do it.
As we know from history OM went up in a closet case colored cloud of calamity - alliteration aside, the fatal error or truth telling moment of our interaction was that I was the one who came up with the witty email and tried to charm him in a way far beyond a certain blue dress or eyelash batting (does anyone do that these days?). Personally for me a man who can't initiate is destined to be skinned alive not only on this blog but also by me. Maybe I am jaded, just too many man children running around - you have to test them with a little flame or hook to see what they're made of, or maybe it's like X says. Relationships are a dance, an equal give and take partnership, if it's lopsided you fall and someone get's smooshed/crushed in the process. In the end your weakness will find their way to the bottom side of my soft gray BCBG stiletto pumps if you can't man up.
Now now let's let my softer side speak for a moment. The issue is quite simply two things - if I'm not worth a little discomfort now in your life then you aren't really interested (my opinion) and because I'm a strong personality - if I know you're intimidated by me, I'm like a shark I can smell fear, and then well you're done for.
So what then, well be friendly, sincere and avoid eyeing me up or at least do it discreetly initially, get to know me and then use the email I've linked or just ask me for coffee - one can never be too caffeinated - and when I'm caffeinated - I'm a happy person who yaps endlessly - you'd only have to show up for the date - really quite simple.
Consider it.
Flowers work too.
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Man Children...
Not that I need to bring any 20 something year old woman's attention to the pandemic sweeping the northern hemisphere, but if for some reason you've been trapped somewhere for the last 5 years doing something more important, like shoe shopping let me inform you.
Man Children - they are everywhere and they come in various forms - Reformed, Relapsed and Permanent Peter Pan.
Reformed cases can be diagnosed as having/being the following: BI is a living example of this category - he has embraced responsibility while understanding that you can still enjoy youthful activities - these men make good calming partners and safe havens for dysfunctional Type A's who need to have the pole from their ass removed... or just somewhere to feel safe and decompress.
A former Peter Pan case, who shed the permachild syndrome by embracing some of the following:
Commitment to a job and/or a partner
Timely bill payments
Ownership of either or both a car and residence
Maintenance of said car and or residence
Grocery shopping/cooking for oneself
Producing offspring in a responsible way, i.e. not like Little Wayne or whatever he calls himself
Relapse Cases can be diagnosed as having the following:
Achieved the above, but somewhere in the process they snap - they decide that the world is a scary place and the Lost Boys are where they would rather spend their time. These men normally end up 35, divorced, late on child support and wondering why the world is so cruel. Suck it up buttercup, you left the nest no going back is my view... Yes some of these cases are those who end up being coerced into commitment, but for the most part they are just weak, just saying.
Sooo, that leaves us with the Peter Pan's of this world - and AB is going to serve as our example.
Peter Pan's are a sticky business...
In AB's case, he has a part time job that apparently pays the bills for his apartment/phone/utilities and more importantly his drinking. Said part time job allows for plenty of free time to spend on his art - a graphic comic book of sorts - which I will say had amazing art - he does have two art college degrees... anyways
The remainder of his time is spent socializing - partying w/alcohol is a regular past time, about as regular as his trashy female friends namely a certain cheating ex. Oddly enough his guy friends aren't an issue, sure they're young but for 25ish most of them have their shit together. And while he says he would like commitment and children and all that...that isn't the real issue. The real issue is AB like other Peter Pan's are a safe place - they are the best guy friend who makes you laugh, can cook, remember important events and basically make you think all those happy thoughts that make you fly - then they drop you on your ass when you need them most, like say standing in a pharmacy buying Plan B at 7am on a Friday, when he decides to go cold. Bless him, I loved him - but I'm looking for my reformed case and he won't be one of those in this lifetime.
A similar subject video - we need a little music around here...
Man Children - they are everywhere and they come in various forms - Reformed, Relapsed and Permanent Peter Pan.
Reformed cases can be diagnosed as having/being the following: BI is a living example of this category - he has embraced responsibility while understanding that you can still enjoy youthful activities - these men make good calming partners and safe havens for dysfunctional Type A's who need to have the pole from their ass removed... or just somewhere to feel safe and decompress.
A former Peter Pan case, who shed the permachild syndrome by embracing some of the following:
Commitment to a job and/or a partner
Timely bill payments
Ownership of either or both a car and residence
Maintenance of said car and or residence
Grocery shopping/cooking for oneself
Producing offspring in a responsible way, i.e. not like Little Wayne or whatever he calls himself
Relapse Cases can be diagnosed as having the following:
Achieved the above, but somewhere in the process they snap - they decide that the world is a scary place and the Lost Boys are where they would rather spend their time. These men normally end up 35, divorced, late on child support and wondering why the world is so cruel. Suck it up buttercup, you left the nest no going back is my view... Yes some of these cases are those who end up being coerced into commitment, but for the most part they are just weak, just saying.
Sooo, that leaves us with the Peter Pan's of this world - and AB is going to serve as our example.
Peter Pan's are a sticky business...
In AB's case, he has a part time job that apparently pays the bills for his apartment/phone/utilities and more importantly his drinking. Said part time job allows for plenty of free time to spend on his art - a graphic comic book of sorts - which I will say had amazing art - he does have two art college degrees... anyways
The remainder of his time is spent socializing - partying w/alcohol is a regular past time, about as regular as his trashy female friends namely a certain cheating ex. Oddly enough his guy friends aren't an issue, sure they're young but for 25ish most of them have their shit together. And while he says he would like commitment and children and all that...that isn't the real issue. The real issue is AB like other Peter Pan's are a safe place - they are the best guy friend who makes you laugh, can cook, remember important events and basically make you think all those happy thoughts that make you fly - then they drop you on your ass when you need them most, like say standing in a pharmacy buying Plan B at 7am on a Friday, when he decides to go cold. Bless him, I loved him - but I'm looking for my reformed case and he won't be one of those in this lifetime.
A similar subject video - we need a little music around here...
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Spending a Day in Bed...
Coughing/Hacking and Blowing out green goo-ness should in theory be lame. But not today no today I caught up on all my TV watching and courtesy of Ms. J found this amazing website. These women are my heroes, they talk like me when I've had a few but I assume they're sober, maybe not. Oh well.
Check it out: Badder Homes and Gardens
Check it out: Badder Homes and Gardens
Last Weekend...
So we are going to back track a moment or two... since well I have the luxury of Ms. J's older laptop for the day so that I don't go insane stuck at home with a grand total of like 8 channels, when you subtract the French and Chinese language channels, and well you should throw out the government sponsored ones as well - they are never much fun... anyways.I still can't really breathe and my body doesn't want to let me sleep, go figure. So I get to blog.
Now, I am going to divulge some information, so that if you were a really good stalker you can find me weekly... note if you do find me one of these times, make sure I've completed all my coffee first - it ensures I'll be nice to you and even if I'm not that the coffee won't end up on you...
I have a weekly date with my father at the local high end/organic grocery store/chain - we have coffee, I talk about my life and we swap recipes etc - it's an odd relationship no doubt. It was already odd enough, this week I added whispered yelling as my voice trying to hold in there and he added so how are you and AB? Oh bless your soul dear parental unit. So I had to tell him that AB is fine. But AB is a man child, an epidemic sweeping this nation great in size and a love for a particular sport, but while I may love him, and he in a drunken text may have claimed the same... I am putting my life on hold while he figures out if at 31 he's ready to shed his Peter Pan like ways.* So I left out the drunk text, the pseudo dating and as a whole glossed AB into a neat bundle in an attempt to reassure him that no more CEF like characters would be entering the picture and that maybe, just maybe one day I can meet a normal boy er man. Though as I learned in my blog surfing this morning, "who needs romance when you can have complication" that is sort of my mantra these days, though I don't know if it should be.
*Oddly enough he was Peter Pan's shadow for Halloween...
Photo: http://www.flickr.com/photos/cara2393/2974763573/
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Please Somebody Diagnose Me
Every time I get sick, and I mean like sick sick it is always the same way. It follows this course of events.
1. Malaise/Tired - when am I not these days
Day 1
2. Sudden onset of productive cough
3. Followed shortly with raw through, not swollen glands sore throat, like holy hell you can't pay me to cough sore throat.
4. Sore throat up to the back of my sinus cavity sore, and ear ache with each cough - not ear infection ear ache.
5. Laryngitis
By Day 2-3
6. No voice, no energy, fever
7. Sinuses are fully involved
We are at Day 4 after having my ass in bed all weekend drinking lots of cough medicine and liquids, and reading through the entire Twilight saga again... and getting worse.
Long and short in a period of 3 days I go from marathoner to sounding like emphysema patient and feeling like someone took sandpaper to the entire inside of my upper respiratory tract.
So that there folks will be my blogging for a while, I'm taking sick leave. Yay me
1. Malaise/Tired - when am I not these days
Day 1
2. Sudden onset of productive cough
3. Followed shortly with raw through, not swollen glands sore throat, like holy hell you can't pay me to cough sore throat.
4. Sore throat up to the back of my sinus cavity sore, and ear ache with each cough - not ear infection ear ache.
5. Laryngitis
By Day 2-3
6. No voice, no energy, fever
7. Sinuses are fully involved
We are at Day 4 after having my ass in bed all weekend drinking lots of cough medicine and liquids, and reading through the entire Twilight saga again... and getting worse.
Long and short in a period of 3 days I go from marathoner to sounding like emphysema patient and feeling like someone took sandpaper to the entire inside of my upper respiratory tract.
So that there folks will be my blogging for a while, I'm taking sick leave. Yay me
Thursday, January 14, 2010
So What Now?
I have sent out my resume again, and likely again and again and again after that... work sucks.
On an equally cheery note my stress has resulted in a cough and sore throat, fatigue and yay me an inability to sleep except on the train. I can sleep there no problem...
N and I were discussing where to now, as the young ones get married and we are still trying to find anything of substance. In a world that still believes there is truth in the Bachelor we are finding the search frustrating. I'm stuck on DB in a bizarre way and I can't figure out what if anything to do with that. The only men that ever seem to look at me these days are after my runs when I look a fright - and I wonder if they are staring at the wetness of my clothes rather than me... I could go the route of having my dad arrange dates, culturally that wouldn't be too far off (arranged marriage is an accepted though rarely used in North America custom - in the Mother land it was common)...
So instead of trying to solve world peace, the singleness epidemic or why people actually are shocked about an affair on the Bachelor when that's what he's doing himself is it not? I am going to go leave my blessed office and head home to something - not quite sure what, maybe a bowl of cereal?
On an equally cheery note my stress has resulted in a cough and sore throat, fatigue and yay me an inability to sleep except on the train. I can sleep there no problem...
N and I were discussing where to now, as the young ones get married and we are still trying to find anything of substance. In a world that still believes there is truth in the Bachelor we are finding the search frustrating. I'm stuck on DB in a bizarre way and I can't figure out what if anything to do with that. The only men that ever seem to look at me these days are after my runs when I look a fright - and I wonder if they are staring at the wetness of my clothes rather than me... I could go the route of having my dad arrange dates, culturally that wouldn't be too far off (arranged marriage is an accepted though rarely used in North America custom - in the Mother land it was common)...
So instead of trying to solve world peace, the singleness epidemic or why people actually are shocked about an affair on the Bachelor when that's what he's doing himself is it not? I am going to go leave my blessed office and head home to something - not quite sure what, maybe a bowl of cereal?
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Dude
Okay so I normally reserve the title's language for my after work texts to Ms J where I lament about life and all that, but the lamenting has to start now.
Now most days, like 86% percent of the year I am fine with being single, dating and whatever - but right at this exact moment I'm oddly not. See here's the problem - Facebook has been inundated with fresh onslaught of baby photos, many new babies and some from very proud (rightfully so) mommies and all the gushing of ooo's and ahhh's that ensue. On top of said wonderfulness is an equally large run on marriages and engagements from wee ones mostly - kids I've mentored in the past, and hell they are still kids to me. I don't care that they may be 19-20, they don't get the right to get married until I do, and well I don't want to right at this hot moment.
It all comes tied in with the realization - oddly enough again - that I miss being kissed, which yes is tied into I still miss AB and you can hit me for that, I don't care. But really every time I see an ad or a show with kissing I find myself flinging myself at my TV in horror. While it's a good abdominal work out, it's not good for much else. So there you have it, the world is actually functioning probably right on schedule, I however want nothing to do with it.
But I agree this is really cute:
Now most days, like 86% percent of the year I am fine with being single, dating and whatever - but right at this exact moment I'm oddly not. See here's the problem - Facebook has been inundated with fresh onslaught of baby photos, many new babies and some from very proud (rightfully so) mommies and all the gushing of ooo's and ahhh's that ensue. On top of said wonderfulness is an equally large run on marriages and engagements from wee ones mostly - kids I've mentored in the past, and hell they are still kids to me. I don't care that they may be 19-20, they don't get the right to get married until I do, and well I don't want to right at this hot moment.
It all comes tied in with the realization - oddly enough again - that I miss being kissed, which yes is tied into I still miss AB and you can hit me for that, I don't care. But really every time I see an ad or a show with kissing I find myself flinging myself at my TV in horror. While it's a good abdominal work out, it's not good for much else. So there you have it, the world is actually functioning probably right on schedule, I however want nothing to do with it.
But I agree this is really cute:
So...
I've overhauled things, and while I'm not sure I like it, I'm not sure what else to do about it for now. Plain and simple I got tired of the white and while it's not quite what I wanted, it is very much a homage to some aspects of my life, so it will stay for now... and yes I am aware it is a little difficult to read, I have to alter the background photo lighter
Comments?
Comments?
Shoes
So while we (I) am looking for that ring, I am also shockingly looking at your shoes. Yes your shoes. Shoes basically sum you up in a quick pass over if of course that ring isn't there. Now you may think me crazy, then again you likely already do anyways.
I wish I could show you an example from Ms. J and my recent trip (but that would reveal who I am, no?), sitting behind me at a cafe is a man dressed in expensive casual attire, however he has on equally expensive dress shoes. While he is in a shirt and polo, he has his socks pulled up and dress shoes. This would be the occasion for less formal footwear. My assumption at this sight is he either has spent a large amount of money on said shoes and none left over for more appropriate footwear or he's really just clueless about his image...
I know it seems unfair, it's usually the duty of a girlfriend to mold and shape your errors...but since you might have one and I have no one to nag - AB was even decent enough to avoid critique...
I offer these suggestions - one pair good/new looking/well taken care of/comfortable black dress shoes and the same in a chocolate brown color. One pair of casual shoes, runners for exercise (of course), and some kind of summer shoe unless you live in the far far North... but no chunky mandal looking thing... Obviously there is room for personal style and taste and those get bonus points if you pull them off. Before you start complaining one quarter of my shoe collection sits under my desk at work and it includes:
3 different styles of black shoes (two w/different heel heights, one suede 4inch wedge - almost same as picture to give you an idea of what a "wedge" is - don't her toes look SO comfortable?)
1 pair gray suede wedge (2 inches)
1 pair purple suede pumps (2 1/2 inches)
1 pair teal suede flats (1 inch)
1 pair teal suede flats (1 inch)
1 pair brown leather sling back (2 1/2 inches)
My other office has two pairs black shoes, one pair brown. At home I have more than I really want to count because I'm always on the hunt for more to "round out the collection." Really is it too much to ask for a man to have 5 decent pairs that cover all the basics?
Simple, no?
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Rings...
A new male entered our work place this week – alarms went off, a code lipstick was issued and in general chaos ensued. In a building of 96% females and 50% of those are single, fresh meat does not go unnoticed, especially when they have an Aussie accent...But before we go putting him in the memory shoes of my Mr. Big and in doing so replacing that memory with a better option, and one that isn’t 15 years my senior either, I need to convey some terrible news.
He has an extra toe.
Actually he’s married.
No wedding ring.
He’s married, but does not wear a wedding ring. This is one of my pet peeves. As a single woman living in a city where it is more common to be in a common law relationship, it’s already hard to figure out who’s free to look at and who’s not. Further still I don’t understand the no ring concept. If you have allergies there are a variety of options, if it’s cost, there are even more options – the cheapest custom rings on Etsy are below $100 or slightly more expensive.
Now I am comfortable with being labelled a traditionalist – I support marriage, and I have no intention of being shacked up before I am married. Note I don’t care which humans get married to each other, if you are willing to commit for life to the person go for it. I feel that if you man or woman choose to not wear a ring when you are married you are saying two things, one I’m not proud that I am married, and two I am free to be treated as a single person, you can flirt with me, you can look at me and you can try and woo me or whatever you want to etc.
So am I alone in this? Would you wear a ring and why or why not?
And I leave you with this is gem, the truth of Beyonce...
Monday, January 11, 2010
N this is for you....
You asked for a blog, and since one of my eyes is only sort of cooperating thanks to some kind of odd systemic reaction... goodness I am wondering if I am past my prime... no worries folks I'm going to be off to the allergist's once I can type out a referral and stamp my boss' name on it...
So courtesy of The One in the Back I offer a quiz of sorts shortened because his was well a little longer than I have time for....
1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
MasterCard - still paying off a wedding that never happened and some out fall from that oh bless me
2. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?
Someone else's kitchen - as long as you're cooking it's off to a good start
3. Last time you puked from drinking?
Never happened - always follow the one drink, one glass of water rule, well aside from the now famous gin incident of September
4. When is the last time you got drunk and danced on a bar?
Never - goodness me, can't dance and I doubt alcohol will help me with that and then combine heels and a bar - that's not good.
5. Name of your first grade teacher?
Mrs Jiwa
6. What do you really want to be doing right now?
Running
7. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
A nurse until I realized I could be a doctor - then a pediatric neurologist until about the second day of Engineering Calculus - then the dream was just to survive.
9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?
It's pretty, it's pink and it's a day from hell outside - try to balance out the moods
10. GAS PRICES First thought?
I am so happy I don't drive
11. If you could move anywhere and take someone with you...
Depends - NYC would likely be up there or Portland.
12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
Where did I put the BOSU last night
13. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
Should I leave the heater on?
15. Skip
16. What errand/chore do you despise?
Cleaning the bathroom
17. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery? Prefer a museum or a library - don't get me wrong I like art
18. Get up early or sleep in? Early then nap
19. What is your favorite cartoon character? Momo or Aapa
20. Favorite NON sexual thing to do at night with someone of the opposite sex? Depends watch a movie or play a board game
21. A secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?
Well then it wouldn't be a secret now would it...
22. Are you planning on remaining in your current field?
Hell no, and I better be shot if I am still here a year from now - N you better hold me to that
23. Do you see yourself married in the next five years?
A girl can hope, I would like to be but I've made peace with adopting if it doesn't happen
24. Your favorite lunch meat?
It's all nitrates... sorry not a lunch meat person
25. What do you get every time you go into a WalMart?
It's the hellmouth - I do not go to Walmart, Target-e as we call it up here... only when Ms. J wants cheap booze
26. Beach or lake? Beach, lakes around here are vile, full of weeds though they are lovely for sailing
27. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual that was invented by people who died at 20?
Nope, traditionalist in many ways
28. TV show you miss?
Buffy
29. Favorite guilty pleasure
Ice cream - makes me violently ill though so...
30. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?
I don't care - I love Dirty Dancing and I don't care what Ms. J says about it.
31. What's your drink?
Black Coffee and Vodka not together though...
32. Cowboys or Indians?
Neither though I am a fan of many other teams and I know that isn't the question
33. Skip
34. Skip
35. What Hollywood star do you think resembles you best? In appearance...
Possibly Neve Campbell or so the guy who hit on me during my last date with BV claimed... ah that memory makes me laugh - it made BV even more awkward.
36. If you had to pick one, which cast member of Lost would you be?
Kate, though I have only seen the first season - AB and I hit one of our many bumps after watching the first season on DVD, he continued on without me
37. What do you want when you are sick?
Twilight Saga books and Fluids
38. Who from high school would you like to run into?
No one that I don't stay in contact with now already
39. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?
N/A
40.-43 Skip
44. Worst relationship mistake that you wish you could take back
Getting engaged... that's obvious though
45. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?
No one, I have my own office, yay me.
46. If you could get away with it, whom would you kill?
Pacifist, all life is sacred
47. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?
Dita von Teese
48. What famous person would you like to sleep with?
Skip - to be honest I think that is a weird question
49. Have you ever had to use a firearm?
Note above
50. Last book you read?
Let The Great World Spin
51. Do you have a teddy bear?
No - though I did for many years
52. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?
Train somewhere in Western/Middle Russia
53. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?
List is long
54. Number of texts in a day?
Double digits easy, 20-40
55. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or relationship?
Career - though maybe a relationship would be a better bet given that I don't plan on working in this field for long
56. Favorite Winter Olympic Sport?
Hockey
57. Pencil or pen?
Pen
So courtesy of The One in the Back I offer a quiz of sorts shortened because his was well a little longer than I have time for....
1. What bill do you hate paying the most?
MasterCard - still paying off a wedding that never happened and some out fall from that oh bless me
2. Where's the best place to eat a romantic dinner?
Someone else's kitchen - as long as you're cooking it's off to a good start
3. Last time you puked from drinking?
Never happened - always follow the one drink, one glass of water rule, well aside from the now famous gin incident of September
4. When is the last time you got drunk and danced on a bar?
Never - goodness me, can't dance and I doubt alcohol will help me with that and then combine heels and a bar - that's not good.
5. Name of your first grade teacher?
Mrs Jiwa
6. What do you really want to be doing right now?
Running
7. What did you want to be when you were growing up?
A nurse until I realized I could be a doctor - then a pediatric neurologist until about the second day of Engineering Calculus - then the dream was just to survive.
9. Why did you wear the shirt that you have on right now?
It's pretty, it's pink and it's a day from hell outside - try to balance out the moods
10. GAS PRICES First thought?
I am so happy I don't drive
11. If you could move anywhere and take someone with you...
Depends - NYC would likely be up there or Portland.
12. First thought when the alarm went off this morning?
Where did I put the BOSU last night
13. Last thought before going to sleep last night?
Should I leave the heater on?
15. Skip
16. What errand/chore do you despise?
Cleaning the bathroom
17. If you didn't have to work, would you volunteer at an art gallery? Prefer a museum or a library - don't get me wrong I like art
18. Get up early or sleep in? Early then nap
19. What is your favorite cartoon character? Momo or Aapa
20. Favorite NON sexual thing to do at night with someone of the opposite sex? Depends watch a movie or play a board game
21. A secret that you wouldn't mind everyone knowing?
Well then it wouldn't be a secret now would it...
22. Are you planning on remaining in your current field?
Hell no, and I better be shot if I am still here a year from now - N you better hold me to that
23. Do you see yourself married in the next five years?
A girl can hope, I would like to be but I've made peace with adopting if it doesn't happen
24. Your favorite lunch meat?
It's all nitrates... sorry not a lunch meat person
25. What do you get every time you go into a WalMart?
It's the hellmouth - I do not go to Walmart, Target-e as we call it up here... only when Ms. J wants cheap booze
26. Beach or lake? Beach, lakes around here are vile, full of weeds though they are lovely for sailing
27. Do you think marriage is an outdated ritual that was invented by people who died at 20?
Nope, traditionalist in many ways
28. TV show you miss?
Buffy
29. Favorite guilty pleasure
Ice cream - makes me violently ill though so...
30. Favorite movie you wouldn't want anyone to find out about?
I don't care - I love Dirty Dancing and I don't care what Ms. J says about it.
31. What's your drink?
Black Coffee and Vodka not together though...
32. Cowboys or Indians?
Neither though I am a fan of many other teams and I know that isn't the question
33. Skip
34. Skip
35. What Hollywood star do you think resembles you best? In appearance...
Possibly Neve Campbell or so the guy who hit on me during my last date with BV claimed... ah that memory makes me laugh - it made BV even more awkward.
36. If you had to pick one, which cast member of Lost would you be?
Kate, though I have only seen the first season - AB and I hit one of our many bumps after watching the first season on DVD, he continued on without me
37. What do you want when you are sick?
Twilight Saga books and Fluids
38. Who from high school would you like to run into?
No one that I don't stay in contact with now already
39. What radio station is your car radio tuned to right now?
N/A
40.-43 Skip
44. Worst relationship mistake that you wish you could take back
Getting engaged... that's obvious though
45. Do you like the person who sits directly across from you at work?
No one, I have my own office, yay me.
46. If you could get away with it, whom would you kill?
Pacifist, all life is sacred
47. What famous person would you like to have dinner with?
Dita von Teese
48. What famous person would you like to sleep with?
Skip - to be honest I think that is a weird question
49. Have you ever had to use a firearm?
Note above
50. Last book you read?
Let The Great World Spin
51. Do you have a teddy bear?
No - though I did for many years
52. Strangest place you have ever brushed your teeth?
Train somewhere in Western/Middle Russia
53. Somewhere in California you've never been and would like to go?
List is long
54. Number of texts in a day?
Double digits easy, 20-40
55. At this point in your life would you rather start a new career or relationship?
Career - though maybe a relationship would be a better bet given that I don't plan on working in this field for long
56. Favorite Winter Olympic Sport?
Hockey
57. Pencil or pen?
Pen
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
So...
I have serious work drama swirling about me and it will likely continue for some time so aside from my bi-weekly movie/dinner date with Ms. J, I doubt I'll be dating anyone. Why? Well I don't think me frazzeled/exhausted is a really attractive side - so unless they are running dates it's going to be break time for me...
So on a lighter note, despite my desire to keep myself as annoymous as possible, I'm going to offer this, I think we can play some games to learn more about me - we'll start with guess my job/where I work in a twenty questions format.
In the meantime a sample of what Ms. J and I did to occupy Christmas Eve day, watching hours of SYTCD, sad and beautiful all at the same time
So on a lighter note, despite my desire to keep myself as annoymous as possible, I'm going to offer this, I think we can play some games to learn more about me - we'll start with guess my job/where I work in a twenty questions format.
In the meantime a sample of what Ms. J and I did to occupy Christmas Eve day, watching hours of SYTCD, sad and beautiful all at the same time
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
Maybe...
Because my life is eerily close to a Grey's Anatomy plot line some days but I doubt that is why I love their soundtracks, an example of a song I normally turn up and dance along to at the end of a day like today:
Challenges
I write to find peace. Sure I run to do the same thing - running is the slow release, writing is a pop the balloon like action for me. I can rarely empty the entire contents of myself out on the pavement, empty every corner of my soul. In writing I find there is a security to do, but it normally escapes in a more emotionally violent/forceful way... I digress. The point - the point is this blog is going to be a rare moment of truth, a glimpse into the world of me.
The billboard on the wall of train station this morning had a Yellow Pages ad, "Heading to a job you hate?" I chuckled, snapped a picture to send to Ms. J and hopped aboard a train to a job I hate. Why? Well I have staff, and we will leave it at that... so the goal is to keep my head above water - find some kind of peace and count the days to September when I get to invest in more debt to hopefully find a future...
Sorry I realize that really isn't that transparent... how about this - I want to do my PhD in English or I that I've gone back to being 90% vegan in an attempt to feel healthier and more with it - the 10% allows for the occasional egg and the odd dairy product that slips in - I'm not back to checking labels, or that I love the truth in this song, that despite everything I have something to hold onto.
The billboard on the wall of train station this morning had a Yellow Pages ad, "Heading to a job you hate?" I chuckled, snapped a picture to send to Ms. J and hopped aboard a train to a job I hate. Why? Well I have staff, and we will leave it at that... so the goal is to keep my head above water - find some kind of peace and count the days to September when I get to invest in more debt to hopefully find a future...
Sorry I realize that really isn't that transparent... how about this - I want to do my PhD in English or I that I've gone back to being 90% vegan in an attempt to feel healthier and more with it - the 10% allows for the occasional egg and the odd dairy product that slips in - I'm not back to checking labels, or that I love the truth in this song, that despite everything I have something to hold onto.
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