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| Yes... Another Saturday, another day of work. And I'm working 6 days a week again. Ok, the overtime pay will rule, but... UGH. I want my life back. I miss my phag. I haven't seen him in 4 weeks because I couldn't afford the gas to drive all the way out to see him back in September, cuz I had to pay for license and tag renewal and hidden fees. Then I've worked every Saturday this month. I was going to go tonight after work, but he's in the middle of getting his house ready for sale and doesn't have room for an extra person this week. Next week is Halloween festivities for me and my friends, the week after his Halloween festivities for him (he's going to a party of someone I don't know). The week after, I'll finally get to see him. GOOD. I fucking miss him! Last night, I went out to dinner with my not boyfriend and my good friend Brandi and some friend of hers. He was pretty cute, but he called me a hippie so I called him an asshole. He was a lot of fun to joke with. :) I don't think people expect obscenities to fly from my mouth when they talk to me. I was sitting there grinning and smiling and laughing with Brandi, and he said my shirt looked super hippie and that I looked like a super hippie with my beads and all. So, with a vacant smile on my face, I happily say, "I AM a hippie! This is such a great shirt!" And he looked taken aback (cuz he was just trying to mess with me) and said, "Oh, well at least I'm right." And still with a big shit-eating grin on my face, I said, "You're an asshole *little giggle* No, actually, FUCK YOU. I'm not a hippie!" I started making fun of him for being an asshole. He laughed so hard. I tend to do this to people who don't know me. Little smiley happy bouncy girl.. You pick on her cuz you're a sarcastic ass.. She shoots back with a string of mean obscenities and personal attacks. It just makes them laugh so hard. I love it. :) Brandi knew it was coming cuz she started shaking her head the second he started picking at me. Hehe. I may look sweet, innocent, and vacant, but I'm far from it. I may only be as scary as "a bunny with BOO painted on my nose," but I can hold my own! | | |
| Ooooo.... Really sore thighs. Yesterday, I tried Carmen Electra's Striptease Aerobics DVD. Was fun, and obviously a good workout, cuz I was sweating. Now my thighs and stomach are all sore. If only I could figure out how to isolate my movements so I can roll my body. Something tells me I'll never be able to roll myself like that. The rest of me is sore from working out at Curves.
Which reminds me. I am really starting to get on my weight loss. Back in March, I tried the Slim Fast diet until June. I lost 30 lbs. No, I did not exercise. But at this point, I stalled. I haven't been on a diet since, but I've been workin out at Curves for 2 months. I haven't really behaved well, so I've only lost 5 more lbs, but I've lost inches. The past month, I lost nothing, but I didn't gain anything either, thank goodness. It was due to being sick for 2 entire weeks. *sigh* Now I'm between jeans sizes. One size is too big and falls off my ass, and the size immediately below it is so tight that I muffin heinously on top (muffin is when your pants are so tight, your fat spills over the waistband and makes you look like a muffin). So yeah. Weight loss is great, but the in between awkward stages suck. I have decided to really step it up and drink NO MORE ALCOHOL until I lose another 30 lbs. This and the occasional sweet has really caused me to stall in my weight loss. So no more sweets. Unless it's Thanksgiving. And no drinking. Period. Maybe twice? I drank like 3 times the entire time I was losing that 30 lbs. I can do it! We'll see. :)
I'm really happy! I love exercising, even with sore thighs!
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| Welllll.... Lookie who's felt like she needed to return. That's odd enough in itself.
To state the obvious, it has been more than a year since I popped in here to update you Xanga folks on my life. Most of you do have me on AIM, but I don't really talk to you. Don't feel bad; I don't really talk to anyone. So this is going to be a merciless post, and I will beg your forgiveness beforehand. I feel like writing some.
So, you're probably wondering how the business is doing? Well, it's fine, thank you. It has picked up tremendously, and I have been promoted to "business manager" of the joint. Which basically means I'm the bitch. I get blamed for everything bad, thanked for the good, but don't really see the profits of it. However, my "verbal contract" is up in November, and I will be negotiating for terms of a new contract. James, my main boss, has made it clear that they (he and the other 2 bosses, Chris and Danny), would like for me to agree to another long-term length of time - probably longer than my last agreement of 2 years. My wish is that I would stay either 1 or 3 years. If I stay 1 year more, I have 1 year of "business manager" experience and 3 years office manager experience. If I stay 3, it'll be 3 years business, 5 years office. That makes me pretty marketable in the real world. The thing is, James said it right: While I can probably go anywhere and make the same amount I make now, I can't get the same benefits, the same caring, and the same personal attention anywhere else. That doesn't mean I don't want a raise after 2 years of not getting one. We will definately be negotiating! I love my bosses, my staff, and my job, though. Since I don't know if I want to STAY in MD, since I have to at the current time, I would rather work nowhere else than with them. I don't know if I'll stay in MD, however. That is yet to be seen.
Which brings me to this. I really don't like MD. I've been thinking of moving anywhere from Oklahoma, to Texas, to Georgia, to Delaware (not much of a change), to California. The reasons behind these are all the people I would be moving near. If I were to go to Georgia, I could be near my friend Ashley. If I went to California, I could be near my brother. If I went to DE, I could be near my phag. If I went to Austin, TX, I could be near my dad, my aunts and uncles, and my friends Amber and Brandi, who are moving there in June. In OK, I could be near my favorite aunt and uncle and their children. All of these people have expressed their wish and desire to help me move near them, and I love them all. Regardless of my hatred of MD drivers and snotty attitudes and bad dating experiences, I am very proud of the fact that I am by myself here and have made my own life here. Plus, if I stayed for 3 more years, I could see my brother graduate from George Washington U. That's right, he got in there, and his major is Japanese with a minor in Linguistics. :) Ooooo!
This brings me to social life. I have a phag. Every straight girl needs a gay guy, and every gay guy needs a straight girl. He is a WONDERFUL person who has helped me realize a lot about myself. Unfortunately, his life is fraught with hardship and very poor health, so I take care of him when I can. He lives with 3 other gay guys, one of which is his current bf, and one of which is his ex. All 3 of his roommates take good care of him. I go to see him on weekends when I can get away to go to DE. He's only an hour or so away, but it's hard to go when I can't leave work, and I work 6 days a week during the winter season. I have also acquired a group of people to hang out with here in Baltimore. They have made life here in MD a LOT more bearable. It centers around Amber and Brandi (for me), but we also hang out in a bigger group that includes some of their extended friends who are all friends with each other. Amber and Brandi are just the two I hang out with the most, and I hang out with them individually. We usually have our weekly Stich 'N Bitch on Wednesday nights with Brandi's roommate and phag, Ryan. For those of you who are unfamiliar with stich 'n bitch, it's basically a group of people getting together and knitting and/or crocheting. In thise case, I'm the only one that crochets. :P I am working on a nice big afghan for Jeff for Christmas. :) But since it's so damned big, it may have to be a birthday present cuz it's taking me so long. *sigh*
Aaaaaaaand dating... Uhm. Yeah. The quality of men here is so low that this really doesn't bear worth mentioning right now. I have a lot of inner turmoil, and it's just not something I'm ready to deal with, searching through THIS dating pool while I'm in my huge man hatred phase. I am, however, sorta seeing someone. I don't like talking about these things 'til they're more secure, so I won't.
Sorry for the long absence and long post. Hopefully I'll have the will to update this thing more often now. :) | | |
| Haha! Well, I'm updating BEFORE October, that's right!
Well, I bet you're all looking for an update. I got pretty sick of sitting on the computer, and when I got to where I wanted to sit at it again, all I wanted to do was play games, not talk. Hence no typing other than what was necessary to play. I just get sick of these things.. Like a cycle, you know? I'm sure you're all familiar. So here's some updates on all points of my life:
Work: Everything at work is gravy. We're pretty slow right now because of shutting down the old business. The new business is in pretty good shape, as can only be expected after less than a month "in business." We haven't begun to make money, but it's fine cuz that will start next week. In the meantime, I'm deathly bored. True, there's much to be done to start a new business up, but I want to be DOING business!
Love: I broke up with that great guy. It was a well-thought about decision. I have decided that I have no clue what I want in life. Dating? Not so far. Will I? Well, have any of you known me NOT to date??
Housing: Haha, brace for it. I moved from that one place in Laurel (after 2 months) because of things I don't want to get into. Mainly, it was really too expensive and too far from work for my taste, living with people who were too old and too controlling (no, I did not go crazy.. they were pissed cuz I was never home). So I moved to a MUCH cheaper place that is exactly 5 minutes from work. Saves on rent AND gas.
Roommates: Well there has been a ton of drama here. I have 3 roommates, 2 of which I get along with great, and 1 of which NONE of us like. She has been disgusting, filthy, inconsiderate, and rude. I liked her just fine until she stole 2 months of cable payments from us and bounced her rent check 2 months in a row, getting us served with an eviction notice. HOWEVER! We worked things out with the landlord, and since the lease was up September 15, he renewed with the 3 of us commencing November 1, and she has to leave by October 1. Because of this, I am moving to the basement, my female mate that I love to death is moving into the master bedroom, the male is staying in his small room, and another wonderful male whom I get along GREAT with is moving into what will be my old room. Because we want to take care of the house, the landlord is splitting costs of a new carpeting job downstairs because our filthy roommate DESTROYED it; we are going to begin peeling off the old wallpaper in the dining room next weekend, and we are repainting the dining room, kitchen, and living room. We're very excited about "When Melissa is gone." The current male is going to get 10 channels of sports, we're all going to install cable in every room, we're going to repaint, recarpet, have a cleaning party, I'm going to get Netflix, we're all going to move rooms, and we're going to start having friends over again. Really, this girl is very embarassing... And none of us have wanted to make the house a home while she's here to destroy it, steal it, ruin it, etc. So!
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| Hmmm... Sorry it's been so long. Just a quick update to say things are fine, life is fine, bf (same one as last post) is fine. I just haven't felt like being on my computer. I barely even check my email. If you have my number, you can always give a call. I promise I'll update in more length at some point. | | |
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