What Else...

I do realize I haven't been around much lately. I'm not sure what my deal is, but I'm not upset about anything, and I'm not trying to avoid you guys, I just don't have anything all that exciting to talk about. Also, I think part of it is just sitting at a desk all day at work, and I don't want to do it when I get home. I have been trying to walk more lately. I am 3 pounds away from weighing under 120 pounds. WOW! There's a little part of me that's become excited about seeing that number on the scale. Excited, but not obsessed. But it does motivate me to walk more. It's funny, there are a lot of evenings I get out there hot and mad and not wanting to walk, but by the end I'm quite happy and almost sad that it's time to go home. What else...I haven't really been looking at houses much lately. I guess that is something that's kind of bothering me. I've come to realize where I live now is not somewhere I can continue to live, and that saddens me. (Unless someone has a huge chunk of cash they're willing to give me!) I like where I live, but unless I get a sugar daddy or someone else contributing their income, I just can't afford it. Bummer. I really like my neck of the woods. What else...saw The Dark Knight twice, once at the imax theater downtown...what an awesome movie! I would also like to see the second Hell Boy movie. Sometime soon maybe.

Stupid Dress

Well, BagelDave and I are heading out of town next weekend to go to a wedding of a coworker. And of course, I have nothing to wear. Well, had nothing until yesterday. I found the above dress at JCPenney. I don't know if I like it. I think there's that part of me that NEVER dresses up, so when I do I always feel like I look goofy. Another coworker and I were supposed to go shopping today, but she had family in town and I didn't want to bug her, but I think I'll ask her if she wants to go later this week just to make sure there's nothing else out there that might look better.

I'm Still Here!

Anybody miss me? I think I heard a "yes" from the crowd. Woohoo! I know I haven't been around much lately, and part of it's laziness. A week ago Wednesday I came home and my cable was out due to bad weather. Since I'm not really sure why I own a computer other than to look at things on the Internet, I decided to turn the pc off. And it's stayed off until today. Wow. Now I have checked my email from work, but I haven't done much else. I have missed reading about all of you guys, but for some reason, the thought of coming home and sitting down and being in front of the computer was so incredibly unappealing. I did have good intentions of sitting down and filling you guys in on what's going on with me, but it's going to have to wait for a little bit. I've got a terrible headache at the moment, so I think I'll go sit on the couch for a bit!

Mini-Update

So I went and stopped by the parking people office to talk about my car. I think the lady I was talking to might have been on drugs because I told her what happened and she said, "Ok, that's nice" and then kind of stared at me for a second before asking someone else what to do. That's nice? I mean, I'm sure she was just responding to acknowledge that I had just said something, but "that's nice"? I dunno...that just struck me funny. But she took down my info and had one of the big dogs give me a call. He was really nice, talking about having an adjuster person look at it. So things were relatively painless, but I just stress over stuff like this. The adjuster person is supposed to call me this week, and the guy on the phone was extremely nice, telling me that if they didn't call by Friday I need to call him and let him know. I just hope I don't have to! Adjuster person, just call me ok? Don't give my mind another reason to spaz out.

This Sucks

 

 

 

I don't know how much justice the picture is going to do, but man am I pissed. Those are the scratches that the gate in the parking garage left when it came down prematurely and whacked my car. And that's the second time I've been hit! The first time I didn't care, it just scratched the black paint off of the windshield wiper on the back of my car. This I'm not so happy about it. And I hate confrontation. I just am not looking forward to going to talk to the parking people. Ugh. I don't to talk about this anymore.

What else is going on....went by myself to Fox & Hound last night to watch the UFC fight. Wow that place was packed! I ended up asking three guys in a booth if I could sit with them. They were nice and said it was fine. Didn't really talk to them much else. Let's see....no fireworks for me this year. My old roommate and I did try and go watch them on Friday night. Darn you rain! I feel like it's rained a lot on the weekends this year, but not so much during the week. I can't really focus right now...thinking about the whole car thing makes my tummy turn. :-(

Stop Procrastinating!

I should be working on my self-review for work, but I just can't seem to focus. Or maybe it's not that I can't focus, I just have a piss poor attitude about it. My job is basically the same thing every day - honestly, it doesn't vary much. That saying, same shit different day, yep, that's my job. I'm not complaining that it can be redundant, but good grief, that doesn't give a girl a lot to write about. I look at some of the items and think, well I must be "technically competent" at it because I haven't been fired yet. I use good customer service skills, by hmm, well I do this by not swearing and yelling at the customer. The griping could go on and on but well, I need to get back to work. I've only had 3 weeks to work on this, it's due tomorrow, and out of almost 30 items I've managed to address 2 of them. It feels like homework. Blech.

Nomophobia

Just received this month's issue of Wired magazine in the mail. I've got to be honest, I love this magazine. My subscription first started as a gift from a friend, but I had to continue it on my own when the gift ran out. I really do love this magazine. Each month they have a little section called "Jargon Watch". One of this month's words is nomophobia, which is short for no-mobile phobia. The magazine states that:

"it's the anxiety produced by losing cell phone contact, for lack of coverages or power. A recent survey in the UK estimates that half of its citizens are afflicted. The condition is said to be as stressful as a root canal."

Now, I've never had a root canal, but (and I've even said it on here) that I am lost without my cell phone. I've left it at home a few times when I've run out the door, and there's a little part of me that worries if I should turn around and grab it. What if I have car trouble? What if I need help? What if someone text messages me!? The only time I truly feel better when I leave it is when I've got the work phone with me. How sad am I?