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[Jul. 10th, 2009|02:56 am] |
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Tonight started with a feast of steak, lobster, chicken, and many other things, some Bocce and MeggieB (we won!), and the entire Latos family...
and ended with me, drunkish, at a beach house, near fire, kissing a really hot gay kid.
I may or may not hate my life. I'm not sure.
Tonight was fan-fucking-tastic, but wtf.
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[Apr. 29th, 2009|01:04 am] |
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I have not used Livejournal in a long long time. Outside of feeling ridiculously out of the loop of, well, most of my friends.... this doesn't bother me much. I hope I remember to check in more. |
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[Jan. 4th, 2009|11:10 pm] |
Me to my father: "Why would you steal your mom's car?!"
Gram: "Because they were 15 and they were assholes!"
Uncle Jim: "Oh yeah, we used to call her "the Party Favor", because you never knew who she'd go home with."
Me and my cousins: "Awww gramma, we love you."
Gram: "Pft. What shit."
My father, to my Aunt who had just FIXED our christmas tree lights: "That's ridiculous. I tried that for 4 hours. Hit her! She's such a dick!"
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| GRRRR. |
[Dec. 9th, 2008|10:52 am] |
Things I have been yelled at thusfar today that are not my fault (and even recognized AS SUCH by John):
The fact that I didn't chose Direct Deposit screwing up his ability to process payroll. This will be changed, because its easier for him.
The fact that two people called Safe/Sea at once. SURPRISE! I can't talk to both of them at the same time, but neither can HE, so I'm in trouble.
The fact that he didn't answer his desk phone or his cell phone, so I sent him an email message (what I've been instructed to do)... but "I must not have tried very hard to get a hold of him." |
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| Safe/Sea has made its way into my dreams. |
[Dec. 4th, 2008|11:36 pm] |
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I was at the office (which was similiar to the new office, but not it) and somehow, some big asshole guy who reminded me strongly of Ron Kenzerski came in with his girlfriend, who happened to be Shannon Marcello. They let me know that they'd be staying at the office for the evening, and very forcefully moved in their stuff and began to set up for a party. I knew this was an AWFUL idea, and Shannon didn't seem to up for it either. As the two of us complained at this boy, he got VERY upset and started yelling at Shannon. He looked like he was going to beat her, or me, and it was a definite "abusive boyfriend" thing. I backed off and Shannon shut up. I decided I'd just leave ( dunno why I thought that would be okay.) So I knew I was leaving to go to URI.. and off I went. Upon returning from URI, I had to pass the office to go to the office (yeah, apparently I was headed to the REAL office, but had to pass the one where aforementioned party was taking place). I was on my way to the REAL office to get my planner, which I had left behind. (this happened in real life, yesterday.) There was loud music, and lots of smoking kids outside, and bunches of cars lined up and down the street. So I freaked out a little bit and opted to go over there and see what was going on. As I pulled up and parked, someone famous (Akon? Kanye? fuckin some black famous rapper...) comes up to the car and is like "you here for the party?" To which I didn't really respond, but nodded sorta and drove off to park. From afar, I knew I was in WAYYY TOOO DEEP and wanted really badly to call the cops, but JUST the cops. Not 911... and I didn't have a "kingston police" phone number. So who'd I call? Phil. I picked Phil, because he's scarier than Nick and I thought he could get all those people out of there. Phil didn't pick up though, so I resorted to Nick. After a half hour of calling and worrying, Nick finally answered and then met me at the office. At this point, the party had died down and there just happened to be like 30 people passed out in the office (which had also magically transformed mostly into a house). We walked up onto the porch and Shannon's boyfriend boy came out to greet me. ... with a bat. He was PISSED that I ruined his party and wanted to beat the shit out of me. Shannon stood quietly in the doorway and Nick reassured me nothing could go wrong, but Ron-boy came out swinging. After fighting with him for a bit while Nick was busy trying to find a way to sneak into the house, I ended up hitting the Ron kid with a brick (dunno how I got that shit) and knocking him out Nick came back and was like "Wtf happened here?" while i freaked out on him for leaving me to be beaten. Then we broke into the house/office, found out that an entire family was there, informed the "parents" what their "kids" had been up to, and all seemed to work out fine. |
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| I hate being a girl. |
[Nov. 29th, 2008|12:35 am] |
Phil's away message: " It's, uh, a matter of self preservation, you see..."
Me: Love Actually, I see,
Phil: I knew that if anyone could identify that quote, it would be you.
1) It is adorable that he watches Love Actually of his own accord.
2) It is more adorable that he thinks of me, because of that time we watched it together and commiserated over Mark's situation.
3) Ugh.
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| Things that have gone on. |
[Nov. 26th, 2008|01:53 pm] |
I am so bad at remembering what happens in my life, I have to write this entry with my planner open.
Friday the 21st, I spent the day at work and then the night drinking delicious wine and chatting with John Handrigan. He made me dinner and it was adorable.
Saturday the 22nd, I went to my Church's Fall Bazaar. Met up with my mom, promptly broke a $200 clock, paid $50 for it (it was up at said price for a silent auction), ate lunch, and headed home. After that mishap, I went to Ayla's to fix aforementioned busted clock with the help of some Marty-lent wood glue and clamps. While she painted walls, (lookin PARTICUALRLY sexeh in her old jeans, btw) I sat on the floor and managed to FIX the broken clock. It was awesome.
To make the night better, we then gathered our things and went to the Andrew's Holiday Party. Ayla and I pulled in exactly as Nick did (thank god) and spent the next hour or so drinking soda, eating delicious snacks, and hiding in an empty living room with Nick and Phil. We avoided the entirety of the party, and then all four of us ran off at once.
Ayla and I then began our second adventure of the evening: Pequot to hang out with Petrarca. I don't even want to try and explain the hilarious awkward that ensued... but god. It was good. We even managed to get pizza (after waiting the hour for the one to be delivered from the WRONG pizza place that Mike called, and then re-ordering and picking it up from the one down the street) and watch PoTC 2.
Sunday the 23rd I was picked up for work by Nick, paid to spend the next 6 hours hanging out and watching The Office with him, and then brought home. He went out with Kris, I went out with Ayla. I think I win. Ayla and I opted to go see Twilight, but didn't want to support it in any way. So what really happened is that we paid for a 4:50 matinee showing of Role Models (SOOO GOOOD) and then walked right on into the 6:30 of Twilight, immediately after.
Totally.
Worth.
It.
Monday the 24th I slept in. It was glorious. Then I watched some chillins and went out with my lover, Ms. Bardsley. We had coffee and dinner and chatted about everything that is our lives. It makes me feel like a better person when I hang out with her.
Tuesday the 25th, I got up at freakin 6am to drive to Pete's house to watch the kids and get them on the bus while he went to a REALLY EARLY safe/sea meeting. Pete promptly backed into my car. No damage. Nice going.
After this, i found my girlfriend Meg, and we went to URI. First we hung out with Ken, Ayla, Celina, and Kyler. Then we hung out with her friends Kayla and Matt (and I saw Jon Kelly, wtf?), and THEN we hung out with our favorite country bumpkin Rob. Outside of failing miserably at actually helping him do his Spanish homework like I may or may not have promised, we did hang out for a while and end up going for an itunes filled ride in his truck. His music highlighted, of course, by quotes like "she think's my tractor is sexy", "i wanna check you for ticks", and hey hey, you you, i don't like your girlfriend." RIGHT.
Today is wednesday. I got out of coming in at 8am because Nick freakin' loves me and lets me walk all over him. I arrived at work at 9, have been cleaning and unpacking all the guys' crap ever since, and am now watching Dan In Real Life, which I love exponentially more every time I see it.
<3
P.S- I have no less than 6 bugbites up my right side. I hate this.
P.P.S- I found John Washburn on the facebook.
P.P.S- Thanksgiving is gonna suck, but not as bad as Christmas.
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[Nov. 25th, 2008|09:41 am] |
I'm starting to think that all the free coffee, breakfasts, and lunches are just bribes to continue watching children while I'm at work. At least said children are kinda fun.
It is a miserable day outside and I've been up since 6, WHEN IT WAS STILL DARK, but hey-- I'm still feelin good. Sometimes you need a little rain. =)
"All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
I like watchin' the puddles gather rain
And all I can do is just pour some tea for two
and speak my point of view
But it's not sane, It's not sane
I just want some one to say to me
I'll always be there when you wake
Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today
So stay with me and I'll have it made
And I don't understand why I sleep all day
And I start to complain that there's no rain
And all I can do is read a book to stay awake
And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape
escape......escape......escape......
All I can say is that my life is pretty plain
ya don't like my point of view
ya think I'm insane
Its not sane......it's not sane" |
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[Nov. 18th, 2008|10:22 am] |
It is 10:22 am and I have already been told that I look beautiful this morning and that I am loved.
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| Continuation of the weekend |
[Nov. 16th, 2008|09:02 am] |
KID QUOTES:
“When were you born?” - 1986 - “So THAT explains why you’re older than me!” - Nathaniel
“I know why he’s Underdog: I just like him. He has a nose.” – Ry
“I never find dead birds or fish in the house.” – Nathaniel, completely unprovoked and without context.
Uhhhhmmmm-- I spent all of Saturday at a desk writing a newsletter article, with the occasional walkabout to let out any number of the 5 dogs in my care, or to cook lunch for the childrenz. At 5:30 I fowarded the phones to Andy and took the kids to Kris's mom's. About this time, I had plans in the works with Rob Hutchinson to get drunk and go bowling. Funny story: I convinced Meg to come home from Boston to go too!
So! I leave the kids with gramma and run my ass up to Providence to get my girlfriend from the train station. Mind you- I'm in Nick's wife's car. Mine is still broken and I wasn't taking the Safe/Sea RAM 3500 Truck through Providence. No. Way.
Okay, so I go pick up Meg. We manage to escape the parking garage after I missed the exit the first time, and we regroup at her place to grab her car. Leave, head back to Nick's/Phils and deal with dogs. Let them out, hang around a bit, and then head out with Rob and Rob.
Rob Hutchinson's BFFL is a Rob as well. I do not know his last name, so that doesn't help ANYONE. Either way, the 4 of us drink and bowl and are merry. Hutch is ADORABLE all the time and trying to get Meg, so that was rather awesome, and the other Rob was lots of fun-- also a great bowler. I managed a grand total of like, 65 points one game, or something. I am the suck at bowling.
Either way, we drink, we bowl, we leave.
Meg and I head to BK because we hadn't eaten at all, and then go back to "my house" for the weekend- Phil's. We played with puppies, chatted, and read some Cosmo. All in all, a nice wind down. Meg left, I went to bed, and THAT, my friends, was yesterday.
Today has consisted of waking up abruptly at 7am feeling violently ill, vomiting, and now drinking juice and sitting at work. Go figure.
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| My Anxious Weekend |
[Nov. 15th, 2008|10:34 am] |
--- Partial Update-- as it's only currently 11am on Saturday ---
Thursday my car broke down. Friday I was picked up and taken to work by my boss, Nick. He gave me the company truck (FUCKING HUGE) to drive until my car is fixed--- which he is fixing. I worked at Safe/Sea from 12-8pm, with a break in between to babysit Pete's kids. When I got back to the office after babysitting, Amanda opted to come save me from my lonely misery and we ate pizza and watched movies.
After leaving the office, Amanda and I went to Phil's apartment, as this is the weekend where I'm dog sitting, house sitting, and babysitting everything that lives and breathes in the LeBlanc household. We fed two dogs and two fish. We watched Anchorman and read books. Phil called to check in and chat for a while. We walked two dogs. We did NOT walk two fish. Then I drove Amanda back to her car and returned to the house to go to bed. Took care of puppies and settled into Phil's bed for the night. (Ridiculously comfortable, for any of you who'd like to know.)
8am rolls around and I wake up, get dressed, take the dogs out, and head downstairs to Nick's place. Here, I am gifted a computer hooked up to three monitors, a radio system, a phone, two children, and three dogs. (3 more, on top of the 2 upstairs). For the next day and a half, it is my responsibility to make sure all dogs are fed, watered, and walked, all phones are answered, and no children die. I can probably handle this, but it doesn't mean I don't feel like vomiting a lot. =/
I will update you on anything fun. |
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[Nov. 13th, 2008|10:58 pm] |
Today I:
Woke up at 2, 4, and 7am. At 7, I got up. Mozied my way on over to the LeBlanc household.
Babysat Ryland from 8am to 3:30pm. Other than our snuggling and watching The Road To El Dorado, the biggest news of the day is that he has decided he's going to buy a baby sister from the toy section of Walmart.
The dogs shit on the floor. Twice.
Around 3:30 I went to the office and sat awkwardly with Nick while he set up my email and then moped around for a while, without talking to me.
I left to go to the lovely Ms. Bardsley's and THIS IS WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENS.
On my way up Rt 2, my radio shuts off. Then my interior lights. Then my headlights. Then my car. I pull over-- barely.
Call Dad "Car died!" "Just turn on your flashers, get Lauren to charge your battery, drive it to nearest safe haven, AAA will get it in the morning."
Call Lauren "Saaaavvveeeee meeeeee!!!" "I''m coming! We'll charge it!"
Call Nick. "Guess who's car just died!" "Do you need help?" "Nah, lauren and I will charge it and my dad's taking care of it." "call me if you need me."
Car gets charged for 15 minutes by my first savior of the evening, Lauren. Car drives about 3 miles, and dies again. Car is re-hooked up and re-charged.
Call Dad. "Dad, car's still a mess". "Get it to the Rt 2 and 138 intersection, AAA will get it." "k". Car starts. Car makes it JUST ENOUGH to get back into the street. Car dies in the middle of a foggy, rainy, empty, Rt 2. Lauren and I push it back to the side of the road.
Call Dad. "Its very dead. I can't move it". "get it somewhere" "I'll try. I'll call you back."
COP SHOWS UP.
"Hey ladies. That car can't stay there. Get it off the road in the next 20 minutes by your own means, or I will get it off the road for you and you will have to deal with this."
Text from Nick: "how're you making out?" "Not good. Car can't go for more than 30 seconds without dying."
Phonecall from Phil: "Hey Punky Brewster, what'd you do to your car?" "Its broken" "yeah, obviously. Nick and I are on the way. We already called AAA. Sit tight."
By the time the evening is finished, there are 4 cars on the side of Rt 2. Nick and Phil's, The copper, Lauren's, Mine, and a tow truck. Nick pleasantly introduces himself to Lauren and comforts me while Phil stares on in pissy judgemental disgust , waiting quietly for the whole situation to be overwith. Nick takes my keys, deals with the tow truck guy, and he and Phil go with my car to The Building--- leaving me with Lauren to go to The Mews.
The rest of the night was SWEET-- Lauren and I went to Starbucks and got cheap delicious coffees. We ran into Maggie. She is lovely. Then Ayla, Kyler, Lauren and I met up with Nick Latos at The Mews and drank and ate and were merry. Very merry. Ask Ayla for the dirty little quotes of the evening. =)
We saw Frap, Fish, Bryce, and some ladyfolk as well.
Then Nick Latos drove me home in Sandy, his shiny new Rav4.
I LOVE HIM.
The end.
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[Nov. 9th, 2008|11:32 pm] |
DROVE A BOAT DROVE A BOAT DROVE A BOAT!!!!
oh yeah, and survived another day at Safe/Sea.
and also got lots of presents from my mom, my family, and our friends for our "housewarming party".
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| Just thinkin outloud |
[Nov. 5th, 2008|10:00 am] |
List form is my favorite!
1) Work is doing splendidly because during the winter, nothing happens. That is- nothing boat-towing related happens. We do have a lot to do. We're moving into the new office as quickly as possible, but that's been a bit weird. I mean, essentially Nick and I are moving in together with a lot of Safe/Sea stuff... because all the guys will have offices at their respective homes, but Nick and I will have the new place for Dispatch. Sometimes the Captain on duty will hang out, but that's it... that'll be weird. No upstairs and downstairs, this time. No privacy. No slacking off if the boss-man is around. Weird. Just weird.
2) My life outside of work is going well. Significantly less diversified than I'd like it to be, but there's not much I can do about then when I work 6 days a week. I hung out with Meg (Bradshaw, for those of you who'd likely think I was talking about Gillard) last night, and that was entertaining as always. We watched some election stuff and chatted. Twas' bueno. I also got to go to coffee with John Handrigan on Monday, which was lovely. AAANNNND I spent all of last thursday at the Museum of Natural History with Lauren Bardsley. I haven't had such a nice laid back day (even though we got lost a few times and weren't even remotely organized at all) in quite a while. I missed Lauren. It was the best.
--- Sidenote: There are more dead things in that Museum than I've ever seen in my life and they're all wicked cool. I also want to take that giant blue whale replica home. I ALSO want to go back soon, because we had to rush through the dinos... and who wants to do that? ---
3) I was recently going through some old URI emails and a lot of them were from professors. This reminded me how much I really do like school and how much I miss some of those professors. Noting specifically Dr. Torrens, Prof. McClure, and Walter VonReinhart. Ohhhh Walter, I love you. Best professor I had (though it might've helped that he was teaching a Tolkien class). =D
4) I don't miss having a crush on someone and being debilitatingly obsessed with them. Haha. I bet you guys don't miss that either. I never really shut up when I like people. Then again, I never really shut up ever. Oh well.
5) I am in dire need of making Europe plans. Ayla- lets pick a day to do that, yeh?
6) Amanda and I are having a house-warming party on Sunday, thrown by our mothers... and by "our mothers", I mean my mother. Who basically said "We're having one. No matter what. Pick a day. I will call the whole world. Tell Amanda." This will be incredibly awkward, since my Aunts don't like me and barely know Amanda. It will also be awkward because (outside of the fact that its mostly going to be my family and it IS going to be all adults) Amanda hates people. Her general disposition is to avoid big social gatherings like this... gatherings that my silly mom/aunts/friends just LOVE OMG. ... My family will judge her for this. This is probably going to suck.
At least we get free shit.
7) The divorce is making my life miserable. Not in the "oh man, my parents have ruined my entire concept of a functioning family! sad! whine whine! pity!" way... No. Screw that. They are making me miserable because they are two fully functioning adults who can't -- no-- WON'T handle this situation LIKE ADULTS. I feel like I'm mediating, as WELL as trying to please them both and be a good daughter and blah blah blah they annoy the shit out of me. The end.
8) I need a new good book. Preferably one about life and culture, or something fantasy. I guess I should pick up the few that I know I want: Angels and Demons, The Tao of Pooh, He's Just Not That Into You, Lila: An Inquiry into Morals,
9) I think Pandora is going to be shut down. I am devastated.
10) Artists I'm starting to get into: Matt Nathanson, Jason Mraz, Paolo Nutini, The Fray, Train, Katy Perry, Imogen Heap/Frou Frou, Zero 7.
;-)
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| CCRI chronicles |
[Oct. 21st, 2008|12:22 pm] |
" I had no idea that the brain was made up of so many structures (amygdala,vta,and nucleus accumbens to name a few),that revolve around our fundamental needs and reactions. The brain which in one of the readings was described as the size of a "small head of cauliflower", is the control center for our bodys and everything we do. From certain thoughts, eating, rewards from doing certain actions, the brain seems so complexed. It also seems so vuerable. Its amazing how drugs can effect the brain so easily and harshly. I think of the brain as a command post, surrounded by soilders. but when the enemy which in this case are drugs come and attack, the solders are beaten up. I do think well according to the reading, it does not happen that easily it seem to happen over heavy use and time. I think of some of the reactions to certain drugs such as herion and cocaine which are stronger drugs have over the brain. It seems like the brain takes on the identity of the drug. Learning about the reward circuit is amazing. Doing things that are pleasurable to receive a reward. Eating stops the hunger crave so you will do it again. Having sex controls the sex drive so you will do it again. In the readings it also says that we our biologically different so thats why some people have addictions to drugs and some don't. I guess that also refers to our reward circuits. Think about it , reward circuit, if some one eats to get satisfied but likes the reward so they eat and eat and eat this can cause obesity. Thats why in the reading it says that addiction is a diease and not a matter of will power. I guess we are all addicted to something which ever thing that the reward is greater to us."
"While reading about the neurobiology of addiction I was most interested in the reward pathway. Some natural rewards are food, water, sex, and nurturing. I found it facinating because thats another obstical i faced being addicted to ciggerettes. Everytime i accomplished something like laundry or homework I would have a ciggerette. "
"The pain and reward circut is the network of nerve cells that are activated when pain!"
"Something that baffeled my mind was the third survival system. That our body makes us want to have sex. I feel that sex is enjoyable and a reward but i don't think that i need it to survive. I understand that procreation keeps the human race alive but you can not tell me that if someone never has sex they will die. For example a nun or priest." |
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| Nice things happen sometimes |
[Oct. 11th, 2008|10:59 am] |
Today I went to Honey Dew Donuts on route 1 to grab Pete a coffee. On my way out the door he handed me $20. I got to Honey Dew, ordered a large hot regular and it came to $2.05. I handed the man my $20, he waived the .05 cents, handed me my change, and I left.
In the car on the way back to the office, l grabbed the change to give it to Pete, went through it and it had these bills: three 1's, one 5, one 10, and one 20.
If I'm not mistaken, I paid $2.00 for a coffee, with a 20 dollar bill, and got 38 dollars back.
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[Sep. 30th, 2008|07:15 pm] |
I need Kate, and I need Leo, and I need them now.
On the other hand, I also need to vent. But that shouldn't take long, now that I've vented most of my frustrations to my favorite interactive IM partner- Ayla!! w00t w00t, props to you, Ayla.
All I really want to say is that I need to change myself in a way that makes ME happy because I am 22, incredibly single, a workaholic, and rather unhappy that I only fall for people who are unattainable because unattainable is SAFE.
Screw safe.
I need something new. |
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| Hay hay! |
[Sep. 22nd, 2008|12:07 pm] |
A stranger gave me a Dunkin Donuts card today!
Phil called me!
Rob texted me (and came into work early to play!)
I didn't screw up my job, and additionally, I've been given lots more hours to get paid to do nothing!
I'm DOMINATING my stupid CCRI class, because its CCRI... and also managing to get a good laugh out of the posts that I get from it. Let me give you some examples that had Phil and I in relative stitches:
" My believes on drug use and addiction generally falls in The Sociological and Psychological categories, because i have some experiance with people that has and have had drug problems. My older brother has a bad drug problem and sometimes he would agree, and say "he has had it" or "i'm sick, i need it". Pleople do many things for different reasons and i think a lot of them are things they wish they never did, but now it becomes a habbit and some times people around them can impact the way they decide to use drugs and i believe when you use drugs it makes you think you need them. "
"I took the quiz three times and didn't do that well, I didn't know I was that dumb!"
"Your not dumb if you were you would not be in college...Keep trying thats what I have to
do to. "
"I tryed looking up furthur showtime dates for this documentary but I did not succed."
"I recomend this movie for everyone in class, because even if you don't believe in my
opinions, their are opinions of others as well, without discriminating them."
YEAH GOOD MOODS. |
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| Things going on in my life |
[Sep. 16th, 2008|12:01 pm] |
I work 50+ hours a week and have been asked to add another 20, or something like that. *death*
I cannot get the time off to go to Cananananananda. =(
I just realized that I have to fill out a 1099 at the end of the year and give away 20% of my moneys to the freakin government. I HATE YOU.
My mother described my general disposition/personality to me as "cold" the other day. I immediately thought of Phil and the fact that his grandmother once called him that, and it is, to date, his favorite "compliment." I also see it as a compliment. Not sure that's so good. *shrug*
I am really sick of living at home. I want INDEPENDENCE really bad, even if financially its tough to even LIVE anymore. I should move to a farm in Canada with my extended family. They're pretty amazing.
I miss URI. Never thought I'd say it, but I do. I suppose, more specifically though, I miss the URI lifestyle and not so much URI.
I might have a guest-appearance teaching gig with one of my Com professors. Thats kinda cool, I guess.
I started all of these sentences but one with I. It's kind of annoying. |
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| My boss is way better than yours. |
[Aug. 21st, 2008|11:16 am] |
Sitting at my desk in a utter stupor, I thought "man, it would be fantastic if i could get some coffee" because i was so spaced out i was practically falling asleep sitting up, and not for lack of trying not to.
Lo and behold, Nick walks into the office no more than 30 seconds later and hands me a loverly Dunkin Donuts Mocha Coffee, unasked for.
I love my job.
::UPDATE!::
Today Phil called me Andrea.
Today, 20 minutes after Phil called me Andrea, he came upstairs and apologized to me. That's right. Phil said he was SORRY. It was adorable and unbelievably gratifying. Woot Woot! |
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