Is It Wine Yet?

I guess this is something else to throw out before we move. This half-filled jug of Hawaiian Punch has been aging gracefully on the balcony since the Christmas party we had. It is probably even more delicious now than when I made party punch with it before it fermented into what is likely prison wine.

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NY Penn Station

i downloaded an app on my blackberry to do a photo of the day type update from my phone let’s see if it works. this is the view going into the train station after work. nothing crazy today. sometimes i see a woman who can be best described as the crazy cat lady from The Simpsons. she even mumbles and screams in the same incoherent way.

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Hello, Internet!

Just a quick little something to let you know I’m still here, haven’t abandoned blogging and will be back later today with one or several fun-filled posts about my exciting life!  Yeah!

I haven’t blogged much lately because I have that writer/comedian complex of whenever I start to write or do something, I end up reading it over, then think to myself “this is stupid and awful, why would anyone even want to read this anyways?”  Then I delete it all, throw my computer against the wall and abandon the internet. 

The other thing is that I’ve been really busy and overwhelmed with work and that has left me with little time to have any good, original thoughts.  I’ve also been busy with, ahem, personal issues.  Sorry to be so cryptic, but it’s almost resolved, and when it is, I will share that with you and also there will be a party and you can all come and buy me a drink.  I’m not joking.

Something else that has taken over my life is Oregon Trail.  I shit you not.  I was so proud of myself for quitting Farmville.  And then one day I see there is an Oregon Trail game on Facebook?  Sign me the fuck up!  I’m a trail master! I’m going back and forth from Missouri to Oregon City like it ain’t no thing.  Some people die along the way, sometimes we get dysentery, but all in all it’s a good time.  And not for nothin’, it doesn’t take up nearly as much time or effort as Farmville did, and it’s always a fun time.  And everytime I play, I name my wagon-train-people after a different theme.  Right now, I have the cast of The Office, and OH NO DWIGHT GOT BITTEN BY A SNAKE!  

Despite how crazy life has been or how overwhelmed I’ve been, I got some stories to tell and I’ll be back later to tell them.  Right now, I’m going to go wash this Proactiv Sulfur mask off my face and go out and get some lunchas.

Not Disappeared

Many apologies for the blogging hiatus, but I figured making multiple posts of “oh my god I’m so tired/have so much work to do/still on a diet” would be bland.  My brain has been overloaded by all the new things I’ve been learning at my fabulous job that I didn’t have time or energy for other thoughts.

And in a related story, I’d been so stressed out that I was literally getting my period every two weeks since December.  GOOD STORY, RIGHT?  It made me fight and cry a lot.  Worst fight club ever.

From now on, this will be my primary blogging outlet as I have discontinued use of my Live Joural.  I’d been blogging there, privately for friends-only, for 10 years.  Ten years is a long time!  I’ve been on the internet blogging for 10 years.  I didn’t “delete” my whole journal so that I can go back and still read past entries if I wanted, but the whole thing just became too tainted for me.  The friends I had on there stopped commenting on my posts, I stopped commenting on theirs and I stopped liking a lot of them.  It’s hard to say… I like them, but I’m very opinionated, so when people complain, it’s hard for me to read all their bullshit and not put my two cents in, and my two cents aren’t always what people want to hear.  As much as people say they appreciate my candid opinions and honesty, I am pretty sure that when I really do “tell it like it is” it leaves some people with a bad impression of me as a bitch.

I’m a little bitchy, I just can’t deal with some people’s juvenile whining and inability to face life head-on.

Life Lessons

This one time, I got married.  3 days before the big day, I freaked out and I shaved off all my arm hairs.  Ever since then they grow in all wayward and stickey-outey funny.  They used to just lay flat, now they have bed-hair.  The moral of this story:  don’t ever get married or freak out and shave off all your arm hair.