Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Friday, March 25, 2011
*shrug*
Last night was the bff's birthday party part 1. AB was there, and we successfully pretended that the other did not exist.
I do not like this. Having someone you love not even make eye contact is disheartening at best. I will never understand how it got to this point.
But, I give. I am done making first contact. I am done trying to salvage something when he so very obviously has no interest in even a friendship. I can only do what I can do, and right now, that is stop caring. Goes against my nature, but...moving on.
Last night was fantastico. Even if they didn't have my song. This week has been alternately boring and crappy so last night was much needed. Today...back to real life and cleaning up my messes.
I do not like this. Having someone you love not even make eye contact is disheartening at best. I will never understand how it got to this point.
But, I give. I am done making first contact. I am done trying to salvage something when he so very obviously has no interest in even a friendship. I can only do what I can do, and right now, that is stop caring. Goes against my nature, but...moving on.
Last night was fantastico. Even if they didn't have my song. This week has been alternately boring and crappy so last night was much needed. Today...back to real life and cleaning up my messes.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Haaaarumph
Absolutely no spare moments this week. While I have even more on my mind than usual, I have fewer opportunities to spew. Formulating a plan. Wishing I had more time to read children's books. I miss Ezra Jack Keats, Mrs. Piggle Wiggle, Clotilda, Bunnicula, Amelia Bedelia, Shel Silverstein, and the other million kids books I shared with kids every day for 9 years. Basically all I miss about teaching preschool.
Life feels so uncertain right now.
Life feels so uncertain right now.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
The Island of Misfit Toys
My office consists of 8 people, 2 in my department, 2 in roll-off, 3 in commercial and one driver who broke his arm on the job and is filling in as a dispatcher until he's all healed. He is definitely a different breed of person. He's the typical trashman. Older, half his teeth, large, kinda stinky. Sense of humor and conversational skills leave something to be desired.
The kid that works in the office with him is probably the nicest, most patient person alive. He always laughs at the stupid jokes, starts conversations and makes him feel included in our silly office jokes. But then he walks to my office and talks about how he can't stand him.
It makes me wonder. I am not like the other people in my office. I'm older, I'm not nearly hip enough, I make stupid jokes. So, is this really how they feel about me when in another office?
I may work on this more. I only get to write whilst at work and that doesn't leave me much time.
The kid that works in the office with him is probably the nicest, most patient person alive. He always laughs at the stupid jokes, starts conversations and makes him feel included in our silly office jokes. But then he walks to my office and talks about how he can't stand him.
It makes me wonder. I am not like the other people in my office. I'm older, I'm not nearly hip enough, I make stupid jokes. So, is this really how they feel about me when in another office?
I may work on this more. I only get to write whilst at work and that doesn't leave me much time.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Manic! Panic!
Everything is going so well. Swimmingly, one might say.
Other than the sitting here, trying to keep myself from freaking out at my desk.
Why, you ask? Good question. I most likely need sleep. I definitely need to run laps or get a hamster wheel. I need to get these thoughts out of my head. I need to get through tomorrow without losing my cool. Because no matter how bad ass I portray myself to be, I am freaking the fuck out. My heart is screaming.
S'okay.
Blargh.
Other than the sitting here, trying to keep myself from freaking out at my desk.
Why, you ask? Good question. I most likely need sleep. I definitely need to run laps or get a hamster wheel. I need to get these thoughts out of my head. I need to get through tomorrow without losing my cool. Because no matter how bad ass I portray myself to be, I am freaking the fuck out. My heart is screaming.
S'okay.
Blargh.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
True Life Fairy Tale
So Zeke will STFU. :) (copied from my FB)
Once upon a time there was a beeeeeuutiful girl. She was also a messy girl. Growing up, she cleaned her bedroom by stuffing all of her things in her closet until her mother had inspected the room. As an adult, she didn't even bother because there was no one to check.
One Friday night, she decided to have friends over. They laughed and sang and drank and were very merry.
Three weeks later, she decided to clean up the mess.
The End
Once upon a time there was a beeeeeuutiful girl. She was also a messy girl. Growing up, she cleaned her bedroom by stuffing all of her things in her closet until her mother had inspected the room. As an adult, she didn't even bother because there was no one to check.
One Friday night, she decided to have friends over. They laughed and sang and drank and were very merry.
Three weeks later, she decided to clean up the mess.
The End
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