Updates!

Wow! It's been like forever since I checked in!
Man...what's new?? Started a new job, went on vacation in Cancun, Mexico and got engaged to be married.
Not much. ;)

I'm overwhelmed with how exhausting being engaged is! Since getting back from Mexico, I've been on the phone constantly and my facebook account has blown up. Fun to talk to everyone...
I'm not even thinking about the wedding.

Last day!

Hollah! It's my last day at work!!!

Nice feeling - but I'm sure I'm forgetting to do something. However, no worries - I'll be long gone before anyone discovers any loopholes I may have inadvertently left behind.

Work is always work, I believe.

It's like being on a treadmill. Like these cats:


An interesting challenge at first, however, it's a relief to get off after awhile.

And ayeeeyahayyeeee will always love you!

Oh man - if ever there was a week for blogging - this is it. I'm in a hotbed of hysterics.

So. . . I've given my notice at work. And what has transpired since is soo interesting. To some co-workers - I've now become a ghost. I'm dead. They don't email me. They don't talk to me. And when I poke my head in their doorway to ask a question, I get a surprised, confused almost preturbed look like, "Oh yeah! I remember you kinda. Didn't you die? Didn't you used to be alive and work here?"

And then there's the people that are really hating me. I told one of my co-workers I was leaving and she bluntly just said, "I hate you." and didn't speak to me for 2 days.

Some just hate me in a passive aggressive fashion.
Someone else asked about my new position. I told her about it and she asked if I had exaggerated my web skills to land the position.
Jeeeeesh! Ouch!
Essentially - did I lie to get the job? For the record, no. I did not lie.
Thanks for the vote of confidence in me.
So long, to bad cabbage.

Hoff that

Lately, I'm kind of obsessed with The Hoff. I just like the idea of him. He's got a lot of optimism and seems really shallow, but nice. Besides, he obviously likes puppies!

Feelin' on Friday

Man, am I glad it's Friday!
Today has the feel of the last day of summer - a little sadness is in the air. Today is the last Friday without my big boss in the office (she's been in Europe for the past 2 months) and it just seems like everyone else in the world will be on vacation next week.
Understandably, I feel a little "left behind" here in at home.
No matter. I plan to have a juicy weekend filled with movies and doing laundry. I'm going to apply for a passport this weekend as well, in the hopes of an exotic vacation in the next few months. How delicious a prospect is that!
Next weekend I visit my Dad's side of the family in White Plains for my Aunt's 80th birthday party. She belongs to a club who call themselves "The Diamond Club." Guess what they do? Yeah, that's right, they get together regularly to buy diamonds. They don't mess around.



I belonged to a club once in grade school - the red sneaker club. We all had red sneakers. That was about it.

I heard an awesome song lyric today from a band I don't know the name of:

"Who ever said the world is my oyster?
I feel like a nympho trapped in a cloister."

'nuf said.

Sick

Today I was dreaming of a life where I could afford to pay my monthly bills and food shop. This hasn't happened in recent memory and I'm losing it.
What's for dinner? A crumb and a pea.
There. I'm so full.

This distress reached a fever pitch this week due to an unfortunate incident I had at work. I reached into a recycle bin in the mail room to pull out a "used" piece of paper in order to scribble a note. I was tearing the sheet in two when I realized that I was holding a photocopy of a paycheck of a co-worker of mine who is technically "lower" than me in the office ranking.

I was immediately frozen in my tracks.
My jaw hung slack.
I couldn't help but notice.
She makes $10k more a year than I do.

I have felt sick ever since.

mourning for Manny

Sometimes I think that it's not completely normal to hate your life. I thought everyone felt that way, but lately when I sing the song that my brother invented, "I Hate my Life" (sung to the tune of the old "I Love New York" campaign), people tend to go "Ohhh!" and get quiet. Excuse me, I thought I was just stating the obvious. Apparently not.
Okay.

I am not like a dog. I can't be in the moment with a bone. I'm already wondering where the next bone is coming from, and where I'm going to put this bone, and what will happen if someone takes my bone away from me? What then???

I mean, these are real problems!

Speaking of real problems I'm physically sick today over the loss of Manny Ramirez. I know I'm in the minority here, but HE IS THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO THE RED SOX. And no matter what you say, I will not change my mind. The Red Sox management made a huge mistake in my opinion in not being honest and straightforward in their dealings with him. They could have been classy and just said they were trading him because yes, he's older, but instead they played to the media and have turned Boston against him - a town that just a few short months ago, loved him. He was traded because of his "antics." Apparently, the same antics were not so bothersome when he delivered the two championship rings.

It's just a case of history repeating itself: Anyone remember this guy??