Filed under: WORK, boredom, craziness, life | Tags: craziness, life, random, WORK
So, I have just been so damn busy with life that I have not been able to be my weird random self. I have not been doing my favorite thing to do, writing on this here blog… my bad. This has actually instructions of my therapist. She thinks that writing is a great outlet and I totally agree. So I am going to try to write everyday again. It is hard to do this at work, but I don’t give a F*CK.
I think I am bored. I have all these things to do but none of them I actually want to do. Yardwork, fixing up the house, cleaning, etc… I think I want to party all the time and sleep all day (thank you to the black eyed peas for their brillant choices in lyrics), but unfortunately I have a small child who likes to wake up about 8am on the weekends and damn if he does not have to get up right then. It sucks. I knew when I was pregnant that I needed to sleep all the time, because I knew I was not going to be able to sleep anymore after pumps was born. I was right, but I think he may be a sleeper and he will very soon sleep in on a weekend basis (keep your fingers cross, I really like sleeping to noon and then getting up to lounge around in jamys for a few more hours before actually doing anything).
I have also been thinking about opening a restuarant or bakery or something like that. I love to cook and bake and I just think it would be great. I probably need to wait until pumps is older because I will have to work alot and right now I can’t leave him that much. Maybe when mom retires, we can do it together. I think I should talk to MMM she would probably like to get in on this. We have always wanted to open a american sports bar in Ireland. I know a bakery in Marietta is a long way away from a bar in Ireland, but I think it would be hard to get work visa’s for Ireland and you know we a citizens of the great USA. So… marietta sounds good so far.
As you can see, I can not make up my mind. Graduate school, a PsyD or open a restaurant or continue working in research. (Today research is winning. MKB has just f*cked up her computer by pulling the cord of the surge protector out and is now under the desk trying to fix it, too funny, I somedays love MKB, she is always good for a great laugh). What to do? What to do? Someday I will make up my mind.
I actually am not unhappy in my current psition in life. I believe I am the type of person who is always happy or at least makes the best out of whatever situation I am in. I love research, it is challanging, hard, fast paced, and very interesting. (this brownie sucks, I remember these they were sponging and gross, BUT I NEED CHOCALATE!!!!!).
Okay, the grosses brownies ever.
MKB is really on today. It is awesome. I wish everyone could see this. She has been burning AMB. It has been great. Earlier today she said that AMB shouldn’t pick her aniversary as a password for something because she wouldn’t remember which one. AMB has been married about 4 times… too funny and then she just said something else. I don’t remember, attention span of a knat. I should work on that.
I can’t think of anything else to say, so… later hater.
So, Saturday was Halloween. My fav!!
Pumpkin was Thomas the train and loved it. Once he figured out that you go to the houses to get candy he was on like Donkey Kong! He did not always say “trick or treat” or thank you, but we are 2, so what do you expect.
When we got home, he would not share his candy with any one. He did seem to forget about it by the next day, which is good. I do not want rotten teeth by the time we are 3. I need to put it up. It was mostly stuff he doesn’t like anyway- chocolate.
Later that night, MMM and I went to a bar in Marietta, Nick’s place. There was a band playing and some family and friends of MMM went so I tagged along. First we went to MMM’s sister’s house (L-M) and she had these bop it inflatable boxing gloves. They were so cool. I of course just picked the up and then MMM put the others on and we boxed. They were so much fun and I totally kicked MMM butt. She is shorter than me though. Then we finally left, everyone else showed up.
At the bar… What a place! There were some really interesting characters and MMM and I determined we need to hang out there more often. The crowd was a mix, mostly young, but then there were about 5 old creepy men. One of then was standing there talking to MMM and I asked her something and then he was holding her hand. Why was old creepy man number 1 holding MMM hand? Who freaking knows but I wanted him to leave but he did not seem to go away.
There was this one chick, name unknown, who was dressed as a vampire. We ended up watching her purse and cigarettes all night. And he was extremely drunk. She kept asking us if her lips were okay. Weird.
There was this guy dressed up as a blind date. He was extremely lame, but the costume idea was completely fantastic.
MMM stole some guy’s beer. I guess she wanted another and he was extremely drunk. I got a pirate hat from MMM’s cousin (whom by the way was so freaking weird I can’t describe it, I really think I need to spend more time with him and maybe devote a whole entry to him).
It was a fantastic night. The entertainment value was great. I had to finally leave when the person dressed as a dirty Sanchez decided to hit on me. Oh it was so gross and as I was leaving one the friends of MMM was so serious about the dirty Sanchez digging on me. GROSS, GROSS!!!!
Oh yeah! I almost forgot we found Jesus. His name is Jeffery and we had met him before at a Starbucks. I took a pic but it is one my phone I shall post later.
I now have confirmed that I completely love Halloween!
I think I want teach college. This requires a PhD or PsyD and I am not sure I want 6 more years of school. Now for a PhD I would have to take and master the GRE, don’t want to do that.
What to do? What to do? I absolutely love my current career, but I really want to finish what I started back in 1997. I would be a doctor, well a fake doctor. What to do?
Maybe I should talk to mmm and kmas about this. Maybe even mom. Let’s think so more.
So I work in clinical research, and I do not know how to draw blood. So I asked one of my coworkers to do it for
me, like always. She was drawing the blood and I noticed that she had missed one of the serum tubes. The serum tubes must be drawn first because the other tubes have preservatives in them and you don’t want to contaminate the blood. So I asked ” do you forget a tube?”
She said “no. There is an order to drawing the tubes. It is fine.” and then She proceeded to tell me that she used to run a lab and that is how it is done.
Okay, I have never run a lab and I don’t know how to do this so okay.
I get back to the office. Now done with my patient.
She says to me “you can draw your own labs from now on. Don’t second guess me in front of a patient.”
I said “I am sorry. That was not what I was doing, but okay.”
I looked at my lab manual and on my lab recquistion. I was fuckin’ right. There is an order to the tubes and she did it wrong. So now probably (I hope not) my labs will come back fucked up and I will now have to call the patient. In and have them redone.
Really I can fucking read and I pay attention because I don’t know how to do it and I want to learn. So now I have to ask the MAs at work to draw my blood until I can learn. They will not be happy.
I am sorry if I was inapproriate or rude, but I was not wrong.
She did not speak to me for the rest of the day. And I don’t except her to speak to me anymore. I hate fucking working with women. They are so fucking catty and stupid. I am not sure if I need to tell my boss now or what. I did tell mkb. She knew amb was wrong.
So on my way home from work today a 30 seconds to mars song came on. I have to redo my list.
1. Jason statham
2. Keanu reeves
3. Gerald butler
4. Jared Leto
5. Vince vaghn
I can’t spell. Sorry Carey hart I forgot about jared Leto. He is hot and a rocker. Those blue eyes fabulous.
Later
I am so freaking bored. I really need more to do. I don’t want to fuck shit up but I need more work. Idle minds wander. And man I have been wandering.
I decided last night, the next guy I am with must love the beastie boys as much as me. He needs to know all the albums and not just popular ones. I am talking some old bullshit, paul’s bontique, check your head. He will have alot to live up too. My standards of the beasties is really freaking high.
I need to do something. I want to do something, but I am a bit broke right now and I have a bachelorette party on sat, a therapist appointment on Thursday. And no child support from ohm. I will be find. My palm was itchy on Sunday.
I love to eavesdrop on the girls I work with. They are so crazy. One of them makes herself so important and she completely sucks at her job. She can’t read a protocol and when she was hired she thought she was going to be a crc and she is just the recruiter. Now she is going to be the intake coordinator. I wonder of they know what that actually involves. We shall see.
I am so bored and I have nothing to talk about.
Except when my divorce is final I want a party. A really big house party with a fabulous completely naked, well hung fantastic stripper. Mmm meet one last weekend, I hope she got his number. And I want alcohol. Maybe a keg of woodpecker and a pitcher of cosmo. All my peeps are invited! There is only 1 problem with this plan, I need a house to throw it at. And last time I threw a party nobody really showed up. We sure had fun!
I need to find something to do.
So this morning on my way to work, random thought occured. Cows, why do aliens always seem to take them?
Well this thought all began because yesterday I was watching Nottingham hill. And in that movie there was a woman who was a fruitarian (think spelled correctly, not really sure) and she did not eat anything unless it fell from the tree or vine or whatever. She said that some carrots had been murdered. So then my brain went to do we murder cows, yes I think I should become a vegietarian. Then I thought what if cows are really smart and understood what we do to them? That would explain why aliens take them. The cows probably say to the aliens, get me the fuck out of here these crazy things are going to eat me.
And then that was it. Random my brain has returned.
Later
Filed under: happiness, life in full restoration | Tags: Alcohol, friends, happiness
So today started as a very crappy day. Ohm shit as usual. I got about 4 calls from one of my best friends, kmas. I might see her tomorrow. We had a great conversation. I never told her about ohm because she is getting married in a few weeks and I am sure she is stressed. I didn’t want to ruin this time for her. I love my kmas and I wNt the next few weeks to only be about her. I will be fine and talking only pisses me off more. I hope to see her tomorrow I do miss my kmas. I used to work with her and saw her everyday. I miss that and now she lives on the other side of the world and that is really fucking far. I need to be a better friend. I will meet her where ever. We will. Coffe after work. Dinner on a weekend. I have come to love the ATL and we will spend alot of time there in the future.
And then mmm called and said drinks, well actually beer. I was thinking that same thing in the morning, but I didn’t want to bother her. She has been busy lately and I knew she had things to do this weekend. I am glad she called.
Taco mac at 9 pm.
I have such a great life. I have the best friends in the world and a wonderful family and the bestest pumpkin. So in the end today was awesome. I need to get out talk to my friends and have fun.
Mom and pumps and me went to walmart today. Me and pumps tried to have a sword fight in the toy department but. Mom wasn’t feeling good so I felt bad and we got on with our shopping. I promise to take pumps to toys r us soon to run around the store and play with all the toys. I should have bought the swords so we can have sword fights at home.
And then I bought a $5 purple wig. I am wearing it to the bachelorette party next week. It will be Awesome!
And then later drinks with mmm. We had such a good time. We talked and I decided that ohm was winning by being such a jerk, but you know I am the actual winner. I always will be. And then we discussed everything. Going out and clubbing and just hanging out girl time. Tatoos and nose rings. And plans for the future. It was a great way to end this crazy roller coaster of a few weeks.
And then I saw a VW bus on my way home. It made me really happy.
Life is crazy. You never know what to expect and then the shit hits the fan and then it is back to normal.
I will always win.
So I am still angry. Not irrational but angry. Ohm won’t admit that he mistreated me used me. He keeps telling me I am just crazy and unhappy. I have a great life, a great job, a great son, a great family, and a great family. I am in such great place in my life. I have been happy, I am happy. I could deal with regular sex, but other then that I am good. That man wasted my time, well not completely I do have the bestest pumpkin in the whole world. I just can figure out when he became such a bad person.
I have also decided that ohm is not worth any of this. He was never good enough for me and he is not good enough for pumpkin.
I need to be civil. I need to let go. I need to find someone and f*ck the hell out of them.
I have an appointment with a therapist next week. It can not come soon enough. I need to work through my feelings and get on with it.
I think that he thinks I am sitting around pining over him. I am not I am justt shocked and angry at him and his behavior.
I am done.
Filed under: random
Okay 2 things.
1st why do people wear shirts with pictures of other people on them. I know, I know when I was maybe 10 I sported an awesome NKOTB shirt with a fab picnic Jonathan, my personal fav, but I was 10. I now see grown men walking around with other men plastered on the front of their chests and it truely distrubs me.
2nd- crap now I don’t remember. What the hell was it. Oh yeah, I think I want to get my nose peirced. I wonder if it would look good on me? I need to talk to mmm she has hers done. And do you think I could get away with it at work? That I guess is the real question, they are extremely professional around here.
You know I should just get the Tat I want and be done with it, but you know me I can’t make up my mind.
Later
