.sporadically.

i went to this crawfish boil dinner work thing last night. i don't think i've ever eaten crawfish...but it was damn good...a little barbaric to be eating and peeling crawfish right off a newspaper-lined card table, but hey, we're not eating the shell, now are we? good times. and i loved the two chocolate brown labs that were there too. so well behaved. i want to get a dog so badly! when i get a local job, that's defo one of my first purchases.

i'm still in the sporadic writing mood. again, it seems that my world is so stagnant. nothing really seems to be progressing as much as i thought it would. i'm almost to the quarter century mark. and what do i have to show for it? i take that back. i do have a good life. but i thought i would much more accomplished than i am right now. i have a college degree. a paying job. a boyfriend who always knows when i'm about to make an expensive purchase (how does he do that?). a small group, but loyal, close friends who i know i can always count on. and enough money to scrap by and still able to pay the mortgage. professionally, though. where am i?

i need to do more reading. but i just don't have the patience for it right now.

oh, speaking of patience. i've been thinking about getting a teaching certificate. i actually don't think i would mind being a high school algebra teacher. but probably only the honors class. that's where you know the students want to learn. or are at least inclined to study hard, because they don't know how to fail. major props to those teachers who teach in the inner city schools and are challenged every day. i would like to start out in the honors class and then maybe work my way down to a more challenging class. i would need to know how to relate to kids. and how to reason with them. esp with high school kids. that's the age when you really start thinking for yourself, so you tend to not listen to the teachers more and more. would i be able to take all that criticism? i don't know. but i think i would like to try. the only thing really holding me back is the salary. i would probably really just need to get a local job, take the classes to get my teaching certificate, and then get a job as a teacher. one of my problems with being a teacher though is that i am not as patient as i should be. and i doubt a lot of things people tell me. if they give me one impression of not being a reliable source, i discount almost everything they tell me. and completely disregard their opinions. teachers shouldn't do that. how horrible would that be for the kids? i know i will just think about this more and then maybe i can decide what i want to do. anything but business. blech.

i can't wait to go home. i love the weekends. i just feel uncomfortable here sometimes.

.what.a.wonderful.weekend.

i almost forgot i had this blog. i haven't had much to say lately. i think i have, but there's something that's stopping me. that something is what i can't put my finger on. so until i can articulate it, we'll discuss other things...

...like steph's wedding. it was fabulous. absolutely fab, and very very steph. it was everything that we all thought steph would want for her wedding. and everyone was so happy, all in good moods. it was so relaxing. and so fun to reunite with our midwest ascent peeps. thanks steph for inviting all of us and letting us share in your happiness with your family. us 7 girls will always be just that: family.

the flight to pitts was a little scary. on those us airways commuter jet thingys. not fun at all. however, i had my jt cd to jam to while i was waiting for the plane to start it's descent. i was barely through 'like i love you' when i had to "turn off my approved electronic device for the remainder of the flight." how is it that i'm flying everywhere lately? maybe the 3 days in denver will be just what we need.

i was so sad that i had to leave so early on sunday that i sat at home and watched the reruns of the bachelor on the abc family channel. it's fun watching now when i already know the outcome. you start to see the little signs of what was to come.

back to the flying bit (i know, i'm random today), bob and i left for the airport, checked in, and waited in security together...and when we finally got to the huge ass terminal, started our mini-shopping trip (privileged bob). somewhere between the shuttle to the terminal and shopping, we realized we had no idea to what gate we were supposed to be heading towards. we couldn't help burst out laughing...i mean, how ironic is it that 2 consultants (1 who used to travel every week for at least a year, and 1 who has been traveling every week (minus 1 1/2 months) for the past 8 months) not think to see in which terminal they needed to be? we were total consultant airheads and pwc would be very disappointed in us. too bad pwc (or powerhousecoopers, as my mom likes to call it...what a fob), is not our company anymore. we have good ole ibm to thank for that brain fart. i really think most of us former-pwc workers are turning airheady. either that or indifferent. maybe it's time to look at the vault. -- so bob, why do you think we were so clueless on sunday morning??

i'm thinking about getting my own apt here in deeeetroit. it would be nice to get my own place...although very pricey. maybe i can get a roommate. but i don't know if i can find anyone who would want to room with me...someone who can handle me and someone i can handle. too bad the co-ed thing probably wouldn't work, or else i'd ask craig if he'd want another roommate. but i guess that would be kinda wierd, esp for archie. i'll have to think of another way to save some money. or else just grin and bare it.

i need some sleep...too much computer time today....

.he's.not.as.dumb.as.he.looks.

well, at least he's not a complete idiot, right? he's smart enough to know that he was not in love with kirsten. and that there was something off with her. jenn really is the nicest, at least most sincere, girl on the bachelor. andrew isn't a complete idiot. i breathed a sigh of relief when kirsten came out of the first limo. and jenn was so cute with her reaction after andrew told her that he loved her. so surprised and relieved. however, i will say that andrew did make a dick move when he said the kirsten, 'i'm in love with jenn.' rubbing salt in her wound. ah well..c'est la vie.

this weekend was nice - taking care of the kids when the parents were busy building the fence and the playground. i was exhausted yesterday night though. makes me think i don't want kids for a very long time. i don't know how they all do it. especially ven. i mean, 4 kids under the age of 7?? unbelieveable. i love those kids. and they're so damn cute too.

ugh. i have to finish packing. ugh. the start of another dreaded week...blech.

.the.end.of.an.era.

even after the writing was horrible, even after the characters were acting out of character, and even when the storyline logic escaped me, i was still a fan. and last night was an end of an era. yes, i admit it, i cried for almost the entire episode. it was hella sad. the storyline was sad...knowing that this was the last time i would hear and see this idealistic banter for the first time. saying goodbye to what i've known since college. saying goodbye to my 'childhood'. i know i'm being dramatic. after all, i am talking
about dawsons creek. but it's not just dawsons to me. this show has idealized what every girl wants and dreams of in finding someone who loves them. they all have gotten together and broken up so many times, but they've all grown because of it. and it all came down to 5 years later, and 2 of them were still right for each other. 1 of them still made the other feel alive. that's how it should feel like when you're in love. i know i've written about this before, but this last episode epitomized everything that i believed the creek was to these 5 characters. the way that pacey looks at joey gives me goosebumps every time i even think about it. that's how every girl should feel. and it was so fitting that dawson and joey still knew that they were each other's soulmates, even if it meant that they wouldn't be together as a couple. pacey tried so hard to be the tough guy, but whenever he saw joey, he just melted. and you could feel that. joshua jackson did a brilliant job of displaying how pacey felt. i can't even find the words to justify the emotions i felt while watching these 2 on screen.

so thanks pacey, joey, dawson, jenn, and jack for giving me something to look forward to every wednesday night since the middle of college. you gave me an escape from this real world which i seem to keep putting off more and more...

what will i watch on wednesday nights now?


thanks to sid for opening his ears and giving me an earful last night. you da best, darling.

.flush.out.the.hole.please.

i had a doctor's appt this morning. it was a post-op appt with my oral surgeon. just to let him know, i warned him before he looked in my mouth that they may be food stuck in the hole on the left side of my mouth. he said not to worry about it. but even though he said that, it's still embarrassing as hell. so he saw something green in there. green! of all the things to see in a hole in my mouth, it has to be the color green. so he flushed it out with one of those syringes, and then gave it me to take home, so i could use it to flush out my mouth after i eat. how fun. i'll be walking around with this syringe thing in my purse...i probably won't even be able to see in my mouth, if i'm sticking this thing to the back. but at least i have this instrument, so i don't have to be annoyed when i go to bed...for the past week, i've had this feeling that there was something there, but i couldn't get it out. thank god for syringes?

planning this dinner thing tonight is getting too stressful. however, it has worked out so far, and hopefully he will be surprised. but i hope he's not annoyed. i know he doesn't like this kind of stuff. too bad. he's always complaining that he doesn't have a lot of time, and i hate how he puts off keeping in touch with people. so i'm just gonna do it for him. it'll be nice to see everyone too.

i'm really getting into this book, What Should I Do With My Life? by Po Bronson. i don't know how some people had said that it was boring. not one of the stories are longer than 10 pages. and it gives you a nice perspective and different stories from people who's lives you might never know. i highly recommend it. especially for those of you who need some reading to stimulate your mind. it's helped jump start mine lately...

gotta do some things before the real festivities begin...

.feeling.crappy.

i think it's the detroit air. i just don't feel right here. maybe i'm just being hypochondriatic (is that a word?). but i started feeling sick last night at work. had the aches and then felt my body get warmer...did someone say fever? but where is the infection coming from? who the hell knows. i popped 2 ibuprofen and was better in a couple hours...oh, and i had some wendy's chili to wash it down with. but tonight i'm starting to feel sick again too. maybe i'm just tired. blech.

(i am currently sitting in my cube listening to 2 very loud talking men. don't people know these cubes are not sound proof? and way in the background is this annoying lady's voice. i hear her every day. she's rude and has the most annoying voice i've ever heard. and she's always complaining about something. about how people don't work fast enough and how she has to wait around, etc. i swear, i don't know how her team works with her)

anyways, i'm trying to think of what to eat for dinner tonight. but the listing of fast food restaurants around here are wearing a little thin. maybe i'll go to jimmy johns. they close at 9PM. that means i have to leave now.

but first, i just have to comment that during the work day, there are many things that i just want to ramble on about, but i don't have a minute to write it here. and when i do get the time? i can't remember what i wanted to type.ugh.

oh, if you get a chance, read my bff's xanga site over there...the link is '.my.bud.' hilarious shit. props to cel for writing hilarious descriptions. have you been taking a writing class on the side? harharhar.

jimmy john's, please be open.

puh-lease!.

.family.time.

i went to my parents' office today to drop off this UPC code for the chair that they bought, courtesy of the biz. they've been trying to bribe me for a week now to go over there. my dad always says, 'comeon, mom will buy you lunch...' that's their round-about way of saying that they miss me. awww, how cute, i know. and whenever we part ways, my dad says 'take care, ok?'. translation: 'i love you'. we're not a very verbal family (as some of you may know), but you just have to read between the lines. my dad's funny though. always trying to bribe me to go home or visit them at the office. my whole life has been filled with bribes of food. like food will make me happy. but i suppose, where they come from, food does make one happy. especially when it's hard to come by, like it sometimes is in the motherland.

anyways, my brother was there too, fixing my dad's computer. so it was all about olympia fam time today. i guess the lightening from last night's storm ruined my dad's hard drive because he lost everything, and didn't back it up last night before he left. let that be a lesson to some of you. if there's a storm, back up your computer, or at least turn it off and unplug it.

i actually sat at the office and hung out for hours. i would never do that under normal conditions. however, this was an exception, since the 4 of us haven't been all together in a very long time. we were all catching up. is this what a family reunion is like? because that's how it felt. good times.

my brother said that he and his gf are getting a dog. they're going through some animal shelter and the dog they're supposed to get was just born a couple weeks ago. it's mom is a basset, but the dad (who the shelter did not know about) must have been a cocker spaniel(or something big like that), because the dog has a huge head. so either the dog will stay small with a huge head, or grow to be huge. i just hope it doesn't bite...

i had this paper cut today while i was at the office. so i asked my mom for a bandaid. she proceeds to get not only a bandaid, but an alcohol wipe, and some benedine (or whatever that medicine is). she takes the alcohol wipe out and almost kills me as she wipes my finger. i'm sorry, did i ask for this? i don't think so. it's an open wound, mom, don't do that! i know she's trying to be all clean and nurse-like, however, i was not ready for that kind of sting. hopefully this tiny wound will heal soon.

i also showed my parents my ugly bruise. they both responded with "that doctor didn't know what he was doing." well, no kidding. but at least my teeth don't hurt so much, and the only side effect is this ugly thing which will go away in a couple weeks. we can't have everything now can we??

tomorrow's my last day 'working from home'. how sad. i love working in chicago. i think it may be time to find another job. locally.