Tuesday, November 28, 2006

This Girl's Dates...

So I have mentioned a guy a time or two. I brought him up just yesterday, saying I didn't know what I thought about the whole situation.

Now for some back story.

I met B through the bank. And to not get myself into a gray area, that's all I am going to say about that. But anyway, Bartender and I ran into him at the local meat market the following Saturday night. The 3 of us stood around and yelled a conversation at each other, and were just social with each other. Well, we stood there until bar close and we asked to leave the bar. We all mingled on the street for a few minutes before parting ways. Just as Bartender and I were heading back to his car, B stopped me and asked for my number. And thus, a crush was born. He's not a bad looking guy, doesn't seem like a douche bag, so I handed over the numbers. I figured that I have been single long enough, taking a chance here and there...won't hurt at all.

Well, the following weekend he called and we made plans to meet at the NWL. I mean, I was going to be there anyways, this way my friends could get a little famliar with him too. New to the area, I figured let him meet some nice people too. The night was strange, because he ditched me for one of my other friends. I was disheartened by this, and because my friends knew this, they proceeded to get me a little drunk in an effort to raise my spirits.

A few shots later, I was not feeling any better when he came back to find me. He was very drunk, and I was very annoyed. So I didn't really give him the warmest welcome back. In an effort to avoid getting, Bartender in troube, I hurried him out the door because it was mintues away from bar close.

Later that week, I told him that I was leaving town with Bartender on the weekend, and he was on his own. He seemed a little bummed out that I was leaving and told me that he would see me when I got back.

A few playful text's were exchanged but nothing of substance. Saturday rolls around and he called me up when I got out of work. I told him my plans for the evening and he offered to meet me. He called me several times from different bars asking me to meet him. I had grown bored with this game, so I told him where I was and that he was more then welcome to come meet me, but I was not changing my exsisting plans to follow him all over downtown.

I caved a few hours later, and sought him out. I quickly regretted it. He was fall down, unable to stand without weaving drunk. I got a beer, stood there for a few minutes and let him babble. I listened to him babble on about how much he missed his "homegirl" the weekend before. Well, I finished my beer and told him I was heading back to the NWL. He, of course followed. All I wanted to do was hang out with Bartender, go back to his apartment, watch the boys play some video games, have a few laughs and slip into a coma. Well, it became very clear that B wasn't driving and he was going to be in my custody for the night.

We departed the NWL headed for my apartment, I wasn't taking him back to Bartender's where the boys would certainly eat him alive. After a quick stop at Taco Bell, that he just had to have, and had no cash to pay for we were back home. I refused to turn on any lights in the house and was very whispery in an effort to encourage him passing out rather quickly.

The morning came, and for a moment I had forgotten about the night before until I heard, "Good Morning..."

*insert scream of disgust here*

I got out of bed, hurried myself along getting ready for work and pushed him out the door. As I was sropping him off at his truck, he asked if we could do something during the week. I told him to call me thinking I wouldn't really hear from him.

Last night he called and asked me to a movie. He gave me 30 minutes warning. Nice. So I scurry my tush along and meet him. We arrive at the local multiplex to see that he had gotten the movie times confused and the movie he wanted to see didn't start for another 90 minutes. He works at 4 in the morning at the local tv station, so that was getting a little late for him. We voted to rent a movie and head back to my place.

Just under 2 hours later, and a home cooked dinner later, it was time to say good bye. We lingered at my door, exchanging small talk, me not really knowing what I was expecting. Our goodbye consisted of him pounding knuckles with me. WHAT IS THAT?!?! You don't do that with a girl! And told me that as long as I kept the good food coming, he'd be over with the movies. Huh. I guess we will see.

Now you are up to speed with that story.

Now tonight, I have dinner plans with S. S has made random appearance over the last 18 months, and none of them have been favorable. I actually kind of gave him the cold shoulder the last time he was obviously hitting on me. I don't think I have seen him since early June, when he was invited out for a night of drinks. We are also going to the NWL for dinner. Bartender is my escape plan for the evening. If anything goes wrong, he is bailing me out. I should let him know about this.

So, at least you have a story to look forward to tomorrow.

It's Hard Out Here For A Pimp...

This should be titled Movie Mumblings....but I do love that phrase.

So I watched Hustle and Flow and You, Me and Dupree last night.

H&F - It was pretty good actually. I was pretty surprised, however, movies about growing up in the ghetto and wanting to break into the rap game seems very 8 Mile-ish. But a solid movie none the less, with some pretty ok acting.

Y,M&D - Standard issue chick flick, but giggleable. The story of how I came to watch this movie will have to be for a post on my lunch. It's a story alright.

Monday, November 27, 2006

So Shoot Me...

It was pointed out to me, that I never said anything about Madison. So...here ya go.

-Apparently, Bartender and I are related to the Badgers Quarterback
-We live on the East Coast
-Bartender goes to Princeton
-The Badgers, I think, finished 11-1 for the season
-The Badger Bowl Bucky Bus is a sweet ride
-You will get a traffic ticket in I-39 for going 20 over the limit
-Bartender has a super power involving hair growth

Eh. I am bored with this. We had a great time.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Interesting...

Remember this guy?

Well, when I was dropping him off at his car this morning, I think I decided that I don't really want him around.

Maybe, I don't know. I am a little confused. I was all annoyed with him last night, but this morning it was ok when we were laying there talking (and it's not like that!). When he got out of the car, he mentioned he wouldn't mind doing something this week...but I dunno.

Confused girl.

Oh Yea...

I knew I was forgetting something.

When I was at the store, it occurred to me that I never finished posting my vacation pictures....

Here they are. I know you were losing sleep over it.

A Night Out...



Huntington Beach...


Saturday, November 25, 2006

An Ode To My Apartment...

I just stood in the shower yelling at...well, the shower.

The water pressure sucks so bad that taking a shower is actually a pain in the ass here. Once you are in the shower, the pressure will just drop the stream of water to a trickle. This will go on a minute or two and then suddenly will be ok for about 10 seconds...and then trickle again.

I HATE THAT! I want my shower to have so much pressure my skin is red damnnit! I like a rough shower!

I hate this place!

Hey! You're A Crazy Bitch...

So I get home this morning, shortly after 10 and the crazy neighbor sees me walking in the house. She runs out the door and starts talking to me.

With complete disreguard for anything she has to say, I walk into my apartment while she is still talking to me, and slam the door behind me. Sure enough, 10 seconds later...knock knock knock.

"What?"

"Feel free to say no to this. But last night I had to call an ambulance again."

"And this is relevant to me, how?"

"Well, I have this rash."

"And?"

"Well, it's only on my back and I need this prescription. And I need $6."

"No."

I shut door.

I am not going to miss this woman one bit at all.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Birthday Wishes...

Happy Birthday today to one of my dearest friends. He frequents the Myspace world, so if you know him...pop him a happy thought.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Pass The Pie Bitches...

Happy Thanksgiving my friends.

I could tell you all the things I am thankful for, but I will just leave it as I have a good life full of friends and family. I might actually be the poorest girl in town right now. They make me rich where it counts.

Love to you all.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

What A Difference 30 Minutes Makes...

Why do I feel so much better about going to work 30 minutes later then normal?

Monday, November 20, 2006

Me, Him, And 75,000 Of Our Newest Friends...


What a fun weekend. Details to follow.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Assholes...

I just went to take the trash out. Not only did someone park me in, but they felt compelled to let all the shit in their pimp minivan spill out all over my parking spot.

Fuckers.

So Much For Pretending...

I am not even going to try and hide how excited I am for this weekend.

In about 10 minutes, Bartender and I are heading to Madison. I got him Badger tickets for his birthday. We are both pretty pumped up about getting out of town for a few days.

Gonna party it up with some friends tonight, take in the game tomorrow and then head back north Sunday for his super hush hush surprise birthday party.

Should be a blast with some fun pictures!

**Update**He just text to say he's going to be 1/2 hour late. Damn boys.

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Public Disorder, I'll Give You Public Disorder...

*Return of the song related blog title, It's a doozy. The lyrics lead you to the song title which relates to the post*

I am watching a staff meeting video about proper internet use...while typing this blog.

You Have Got To Be Kidding Me...

I was just told by my supervisor that I am not allowed to have Madonna wall paper on my PC.

WHAT?!

Moving Boxes...

So, I am moving again.

I am a little nervous about it now.

Monday, November 13, 2006

So Not The Drama...

There is going to be drama. It's going to be messy and I am going to jail.

Candice should know better then to fuck with my friends.

A Sign Of Change...

This year, I didn't ask for a pony for Christmas.

Instead, I asked for an oil change, 2 tires, and school supplies.

I must be growing up.

I won't get any of that though. Mom buys what she wants anyway.

And Yet Again...





Laguna Beach...

Saturday, November 11, 2006

The Smartest Dumb Girl Around...

Somehow we got talking about the ACTs last night and our scores.

For a smart girl, I feel pretty dumb.

Bartender - 29
Cup o Gin Boy - 29
Me - 27

Ok, I knew bartender was smarter then me. But the kid who drinks straight gin? COME ON!

Thursday, November 09, 2006

I Am So Fucking Adorable...

I just spent a ton of time reading all the posts tagged with my name over at Joe's joint...

Damn, I am funny. ;-)

Seeking Residence...

I think I am moving. Maybe someplace where I can drink the water. The neighbors are crazy in a good way. The landlord is not my boss. And maybe someplace with a roommate to split the costs.

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Damn All The Republicans*...

It's very seldom that I discuss anything of a political nature, but something is bugging me today. Like many states, Wisconsin faced a referendum question on Civil Unions and Same-Sex marriage rights. It read as follows...

"Marriage. Shall section 13 of article XIII of the constitution be created to provide that only a marriage between one man and one woman shall be valid or recognized as a marriage in this state and that a legal status identical or substantially similar to that of marriage for unmarried individuals shall not be valid or recognized in this state?"

Like many states, this amendment to our Constitution passed. This upsets me for a couple of reasons. I have always been a fan of equal rights. I was raised to be accepting of diversity. I am not going to lie to you, my childhood was not that to sing songs of, there was no "Leave It To Beaver/Lassie" moments, no white pickets fences in my world. I was raised in a world where there were sometimes bugs in the dry goods from the grocery store. Roaches and head lice were problems in our neighborhoods and schools. You didn't eat fruit, if you got it as a Halloween treat. You never know what was injected into that apple. I grew up a battered child in a broken home, that sat in mixed/low income neighborhoods. We were the minority from time to time. Black, White, Haitian, Puerto Rican; didn't matter. It was another kid to play with. Diversity was a way of life. This was something I took with me into adulthood. I didn't bat an eye at Ellen or Rosie coming out. I was sort of relieved when Lance Bass outted himself. It doesn't matter any to me that one of my best friends happens to be gay. It matters to me that he is happy.

Gay, straight, black, white, Hindu, Jewish. We all deserve the same rights. That includes the right to show the world your willingness to commit to spending your life with one person. I think celebrating your love for another person that way is beautiful.

Do you notice the absence of the word "marriage" in what I have to say? Well, I believe marriage to be a union in the eyes of god. I also have grown up to believe in the separation of church and State. See, this is where our government contradicts itself. They use the separation of church and state line as a cop out on certain issues. EXCEPT our money, and of course...the homosexuals (and there's a story there too). What the hell is that all about? Organized religion frustrates me in the first place, this just fuels the flame.

Ok, next point. At this point in my life, I have not yet met a person who makes me want to start planning a wedding. I can't see myself getting married. I can see myself spending my life with one person, but marriage is a union in the eyes of God. I have a hard time lately wrapping my mind around this concept of God lately, let alone making any kind of lifelong promises to him/her/it. So say I find that one person that I am going to spend my life with...without a wedding. 30 years from now, I am laying on my death bed, and my beloved has no say as to my medical decision. I am lucky that I have an older brother that would listen to and follow the wishes of my significant other, but how many people can say that?

It's just another form of discrimination and in a time when we are to resist discriminating against anyone for any reason, how is this ok?

And do not get me started on the Death Penalty...
*Sorry Mark

In Case You Were Wondering...

I make $75 a month too much to qualify for any aide at all.

So straving college student...that's so going to be me.

Sunday, November 05, 2006

Yup, It's True...

I have a crush.








...and he asked for my number...

Saturday, November 04, 2006

Happy Girl...

It's always a good day when "Idle Hands" is on.

And there are tacos in the house.

Friday, November 03, 2006

It's A Jump To The Left...

Have we traveled back to the 80's? Wham was on this morning.

I guess they are just making sure I get my fill out George Michael.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Gasp...

I posted a photo blog.

Stepping Up...

Well, I found my glasses. The cat had them.

Melly apologized.

And I am going to lunch with Ray-ray. I see a rueben sammich in my future.

Things are looking up for the end of the week.

Gonna Be A Good Day...

And I know this because George Michael's "Faith" video wass just on! ;)

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

AHHHHH...

My co-workers are driving me nucking futs today!

Vacant, With A Hint Of Sadness...

Ah, "slit my wrists" weather is here again. The tempeture outside right now, is a nipple hardening 19. Let me start out by saying, I hate winter. Hate. With a passion. The only good thing about winter is that everything dies and I can breathe again. The air is just cleaner in the winter. I hate snow. I hate being cold, it's the worst feeling in the world. I hate winter driving. The snow flurries floating around in the air and glistening in the sun like some hallmark moment, are only bringing me down a little more.

I am in a bad mood today. Can you tell? Is it obvious? Please don't slip in that puddle of my venom.

So let's dive right in.

Keeks blew me off yet again, last night. Why does this continue to suprise me? She does this all the time. Of course, she doesn't see it that way. She got too busy to answer my call, I guess. She only hangs out with me when she doesn't have someone else to entertain her. Melly is the same way. I haven't heard from her in days. She has a boyfriend again. Someone else to take care of her. Wtfe. She will call me when it all falls apart again. Heaven forbid, I am not there to pick up the pieces.

I have lost my glasses somewhere. I have no idea. I had them on Monday night. I woke up Tuesday and haven't seen them since. I checked with the girl whose car I was in Monday night. Nope. Checked with the guys at the NWL. Nope. Checked my car. Nope. Checked my apartment. Nope. Well, what the hell Juice? Just another expense.

When I gave the bank my school schedule I was told, "Looks like you are going to be missing some classes, doesn't it?" WTF?! I think not!

I have Badger tickets for the 18th of this month, and the store is displaying douche bag-like tendancies with giving me the time off. I don't care...I am going. It's Bartender's birthday...I am going to be there.

I am bummed over money. School bills, Tires, Muffler replacements, possible new glasses....ARGH!

I am sure it will all pass in about 10 minutes and I will be fine. Someone is bound to waves something shiny in front of me.