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Friday, March 11, 2005
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These are My Confessions:
#1
I'm an addict. Secret's out, eh? Thanks to the uber generous Jake and I have an early birthday present ipod {'cause I'm just such a trend glomming little lemming} and I fucking love this damn thing!! You have no idea. Well actually, most of you folks can completely relate. I love not having to listen to idiots blather about on their cell phones about last night’s “retarded” drunken escapades and inane dinner plans while on the M86. The resident crazy on my office’s street? Heh, sure as hell don’t miss hearing his early morning rants about the evils of menus, soda bottles coming after him and alternatively what squirrels have been whispering in his ear. I like the idea of my activities having their very own soundtrack. I love the reality that now; they do. Perfect example? I was heading home from Karol’s Monday night. I was fuzzy from wine, it was freezing, dark, snowing and icy. It was the perfect convergence of shitty weather and tired tipsy girl. I should have been miserable. Instead I learned two valuable lessons:
1. it is impossible to be in a bad mood when Stevie Wonder’s: For Once in My Life is being piped into your ears. Impossible. Try it if you don’t believe me. 2. said song is totally, non-negotiable-y going to be my wedding song. It’s simply beautiful and it sucks for Mr. Invisible-future-hubby if he hates The Wonderman.
#2
When the Lisa and the Jessica guest bartend, you're a fool not to rush out and see their hotass selves in action. Now sadly, it turns out that Lisa will not strip for singles (why else wear a filmy tie up shirt?! Tease!). But she will pop open a Rolling Rock with the expertise of a girl who has definitely enjoyed the collegiate life. And Jessica, well not only did she pour with a delightfully heavy hand, but bitch looks good in kelly green. Who looks good in kelly green?! And that's how cool she is. I heard a rumor that they may do this again - I can only hope! It was great to see people and I needed a night out desperately. Would be nice if it hadn't been fucking freezing! I am SO in a fight with the weather. Enough!
#3
I am aging rapidly. It seems this Sunday is yet another birthday. I've already gotten some early birthday present and the conclusion is; I know the coolest, sweetest, mostest generous folks. So, from the bottom of my blackened little heart; I thank you Petite Dov, Doug (the ipod guru who gave me 1800 songs last night), Hank and again; Jake. And as far as plans - well it only took me a week to cobble it all together! Downside of aging; everything takes longer to accomplish. But I got the place and the room I wanted. I was introduced to this lovely spot by the even lovelier C and I’m very (very) excited. I took a friend from out of town there last summer and I remember liking it a lot. I'm so very looking forward to celebrating turning 104 er, 33 with my nearest and dearest.
#4
A week from today will be my last day at my current job. I gave notice this week. I've been at current job for 5 years and I've been woefully unimpressed. I haven't gotten a decent raise ever - raises yes, decent? No. No promotions; just the teeny tiny extras associated with lameass "staff restructuring". Essentially I have always liked it though. I love and I mean, LOVE the Joe. And I'm surrounded by college kids all day. I know where the good coffee is in the area. I know what stories I can spin to pull off coming in late. I long ago picked "my" stall in the ladies room. I'm buddies with the guys at the deli and they give me crazy discounts all the time. I know how many times a day I can sneak out for a cigarette. I know who has the best gossip and how to bluff the rest of the staff into giving it up. I know that when I'm rebeling against working on snow days, the best way to express this is to wear sweats and a baseball hat.
But I'll get to find all of these things out all over again in a little over two weeks from now. And oh... silly me, did I forget to mention that my new boss wants to pay me $14,000 more than I make now? I know I have to wait a year before my vacation time kicks in but how long do I have to wait before I kiss my new boss on the mouth?
**update**
Ok, there were other bloggers there last night and they {esp. Evil Dawn} tell it better than I. Enjoy.
12:13 PM
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