Today was better than yesterday. It's a good thing I have several VERY supportive friends, roommates and a sister.
Mom wants me to take a train to Minneapolis next Friday to see the family. They are having a Wilson reunion. I wouldn't have any interest in it if it weren't for Grandma. She's getting older and crazier and it would be wretched of me to turn down any chance to see her. We'll see what Eamonn says, since I'd have to take a day off for the trip.
Hm. Still too lazy to write a decent blog. I think one more day will see me out of this funky mood. Maybe.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Just Another Awkward Tuesday
Great weekend...very sad that it's over. This morning was harsh. I hate it when visitors leave. Especially when I've had a lot of fun with them. There's always this depressing feeling of "Allllll byyyyy myyyyseeelllllfffff". I was like a skinny Bridget Jones lying in my bed pondering whether there was any way I could just fly home and drop out of Pepperdine and just work at a grocery store or something.
And it didn't get any better when I got to work. Eamonn had me go over to the 45th street property and check master keys with one of his Ukrainian construction workers. A guy who was probably 26-29 and spoke NO English.
The two of us went from door to door at the property, knocking and then testing random keys until we found the one key that fit the lock. And then labeling the keys.
...
Kinda awkward, especially when the tenants happened to be home and asked us wtf we were doing.
...
You know what, EVERYTHING about today was just awkward and unpleasant. I'm done with today. Done with being confused all the time and dealing with these pesky things called "feelings" (ew, I really hope this is just my hormones talking because I'm bumming myself out here!). Time to shower and watch Netflix until I pass out in a puddle of tears and ice cream.
And it didn't get any better when I got to work. Eamonn had me go over to the 45th street property and check master keys with one of his Ukrainian construction workers. A guy who was probably 26-29 and spoke NO English.
The two of us went from door to door at the property, knocking and then testing random keys until we found the one key that fit the lock. And then labeling the keys.
...
Kinda awkward, especially when the tenants happened to be home and asked us wtf we were doing.
...
You know what, EVERYTHING about today was just awkward and unpleasant. I'm done with today. Done with being confused all the time and dealing with these pesky things called "feelings" (ew, I really hope this is just my hormones talking because I'm bumming myself out here!). Time to shower and watch Netflix until I pass out in a puddle of tears and ice cream.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Ho Boy
Got a new phone today. I don't want to go into the details of how Verizon raped my checking account, because it was too gruesome. By the way, I need everyone's phone numbers. Because my contact list is gone with the wind. I did manage to find a decent place to get a haircut afterward, though, so my morning wasn't shot.
I also went to St Peter's church FINALLY!!! It was very relaxing to sit and get mah prayer on in a quiet Catholic church. I even tried to buy a votive candle for Grandpa. Unfortunately, this wasn't the type of church where you could buy the candle and light it yourself. No no. You have to buy the candle and trust that the friars will light the candle for you and pray for your loved one.
So of course I screwed that up completely. I filled out the form incorrectly and now there will be 8 days' worth of prayers for ME and not grandpa. Embarassing!
Other than that, I've been cleaning all afternoon. Cleaned our bathroom, swept the floor, vacuumed my floor, doing multiple loads of laundry (plus blankets for the couch), and I even baked chocolate chip cookies. Because if you're going to start channeling Martha Stewart, you may as well go off the deep end.
Still to do: clean my room and the kitchen, do the business meeting at the library and then AIRPORT TIME! I just can't wait to take the Orange line all the way to Midway for a midnight flight arrival. I may actually get a chance to use my mace. Hah...hah...
I also went to St Peter's church FINALLY!!! It was very relaxing to sit and get mah prayer on in a quiet Catholic church. I even tried to buy a votive candle for Grandpa. Unfortunately, this wasn't the type of church where you could buy the candle and light it yourself. No no. You have to buy the candle and trust that the friars will light the candle for you and pray for your loved one.
So of course I screwed that up completely. I filled out the form incorrectly and now there will be 8 days' worth of prayers for ME and not grandpa. Embarassing!
Other than that, I've been cleaning all afternoon. Cleaned our bathroom, swept the floor, vacuumed my floor, doing multiple loads of laundry (plus blankets for the couch), and I even baked chocolate chip cookies. Because if you're going to start channeling Martha Stewart, you may as well go off the deep end.
Still to do: clean my room and the kitchen, do the business meeting at the library and then AIRPORT TIME! I just can't wait to take the Orange line all the way to Midway for a midnight flight arrival. I may actually get a chance to use my mace. Hah...hah...
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
On Your Mark, Get Set...
My phone died this morning! Correction: it started shutting itself off and turning itself on repeatedly in a neverending cycle until I unplugged it and let its battery run out.
I like how it chooses the day before Chris's flight comes in to completely die on me. I have no idea what airport or flight he's coming in on. Hah...hah...NEVER AGAIN WILL I BUY A BLACKBERRY STORM! NEVER!!!!!
I did do a lot of accounting-type work today at Eamonn's office. And Keith let me print out checks for some of the utilities. I have a feeling that years from now, after I'm well established in a real job, I'll look back on today and laugh at how easily I was entertained. Keith is probably laughing about it right now.
Now I'm waiting on some white rice and a few episodes of 30 Rock! Gotta unwind properly before my day of frenzied cleaning, business meetings, and phone repair tomorrow. Whoot! Let the weekend of madness begin yo!
I like how it chooses the day before Chris's flight comes in to completely die on me. I have no idea what airport or flight he's coming in on. Hah...hah...NEVER AGAIN WILL I BUY A BLACKBERRY STORM! NEVER!!!!!
I did do a lot of accounting-type work today at Eamonn's office. And Keith let me print out checks for some of the utilities. I have a feeling that years from now, after I'm well established in a real job, I'll look back on today and laugh at how easily I was entertained. Keith is probably laughing about it right now.
Now I'm waiting on some white rice and a few episodes of 30 Rock! Gotta unwind properly before my day of frenzied cleaning, business meetings, and phone repair tomorrow. Whoot! Let the weekend of madness begin yo!
Monday, June 28, 2010
Yawn
Majorly uneventful day. Went to work for 8 hours and did practically nothing (they're running out of tasks and Eamonn is in Montana so I was all alone).
Came home, did the elliptical and ran a couple of miles and now I'm veggin'. Meh, hopefully there'll be a lot of running around and siteseeing and whatnot this weekend, so I can totally put up with 2 boring days in the meantime!!
Came home, did the elliptical and ran a couple of miles and now I'm veggin'. Meh, hopefully there'll be a lot of running around and siteseeing and whatnot this weekend, so I can totally put up with 2 boring days in the meantime!!
Sunday, June 27, 2010
The Quiet After A Storm
Other than getting molested by a 5 year old girl on the El, today was pretty decent.
Ok, well, Kat came home at 2 AM and turned on the TV to watch the bloody E! channel while she shouted at her boyfriend. I finally went into the living room at 2:45 and asked her to turn it off, and she seemed pretty apologetic ... in a drunken sort of way. But I'm done venting about that girl!
We got some grocery shopping down this afternoon and I got a couple of summery dresses from Urban Outfitters so YAY! I'm fuelling the economy, that's all!
Angela made Haley and I some sweet nachos for dinner, and we watched Charlie & the Chocolate Factory.
...I'm actually too tired to make this any more interesting. Sorry. Maybe all my energy got sucked out last night while I was plotting Kat's destruction.
Ok, well, Kat came home at 2 AM and turned on the TV to watch the bloody E! channel while she shouted at her boyfriend. I finally went into the living room at 2:45 and asked her to turn it off, and she seemed pretty apologetic ... in a drunken sort of way. But I'm done venting about that girl!
We got some grocery shopping down this afternoon and I got a couple of summery dresses from Urban Outfitters so YAY! I'm fuelling the economy, that's all!
Angela made Haley and I some sweet nachos for dinner, and we watched Charlie & the Chocolate Factory.
...I'm actually too tired to make this any more interesting. Sorry. Maybe all my energy got sucked out last night while I was plotting Kat's destruction.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
A Good Old Fashioned Vent
Ok, I need to blow off some steam right now. I'm taking a 5 minute break from my "No swearing" New Year's Resolution. Blame the 3 hours of sleep I got last night for this:
The more time I spend in Kat's presence, the more I want to rip her head off and feed it to a pond of koi fish. Um...carnivorous koi.
She has a ridiculously good-looking, nice-enough boyfriend in New York (see: Captain Underpants). We hated having him in the apartment, but the guy was a nice enough person and obviously really cares about her.
But what does she do every damn night? Puts on the sluttiest "RAPE ME NOW" dresses she can find, and parties with random guys that she picks up around the city.
Meanwhile she says her boyfriend is being too protective and too suspicious of her. Well Fuck, maybe it has something to do with you being drunk off your ass all the time and having already cheated on him before! Stupid slut!
So he calls her and she screams at him. He calls her again, she screams at him. Then she cries at him. You're 21. Start fighting like a fucking adult, not a dramatic little teenager.
And last night, completely trashed, she cried at him for 3 hours on the phone in our living room. My room shares a wall with the living room, so I had to be privvy to every single fucking word of that conversation. From 2 AM (when she came in drunk and dropping things everywhere) to 5 AM (when she passed out in a puddle of her own drama queen tears).
I HAD WORK THIS MORNING DAMMIT. How many fucking times do I have to say "YEAH I HAVE TO WORK ON SATURDAY" for her to get the idea that I NEED TO SLEEP ON FRIDAY NIGHTS??? TAKE YOUR BAGGAGE SOMEWHERE ELSE OTHER THAN THE FUCKING LIVING ROOM!
And this evening she keeps going on about this cute "sweet" boy she met last night. YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND WHO LOVES YOU, WHORE. And not 12 hours ago you were sobbing to him on the phone about how he needed to trust you! BITCH!!!!!!
Okay I'm done.
No, I'm not done: "THE HILLS" IS A RETARDED, UNREALISTIC SHOW AND I CANNOT BELIEVE WE HAVE TO WATCH IT AND EVERY FUCKING VERSION OF "REAL HOUSEWIVES" WHEN YOU ARE IN THE APARTMENT. DON'T FUCKING TELL ME THAT 30 ROCK IS A STUPID SHOW WHEN YOU SPEND ALL YOUR DAYS MEMORIZING WHO'S DATING WHO IN HOLLYWOOD.
Other than this, today was splendid.
The more time I spend in Kat's presence, the more I want to rip her head off and feed it to a pond of koi fish. Um...carnivorous koi.
She has a ridiculously good-looking, nice-enough boyfriend in New York (see: Captain Underpants). We hated having him in the apartment, but the guy was a nice enough person and obviously really cares about her.
But what does she do every damn night? Puts on the sluttiest "RAPE ME NOW" dresses she can find, and parties with random guys that she picks up around the city.
Meanwhile she says her boyfriend is being too protective and too suspicious of her. Well Fuck, maybe it has something to do with you being drunk off your ass all the time and having already cheated on him before! Stupid slut!
So he calls her and she screams at him. He calls her again, she screams at him. Then she cries at him. You're 21. Start fighting like a fucking adult, not a dramatic little teenager.
And last night, completely trashed, she cried at him for 3 hours on the phone in our living room. My room shares a wall with the living room, so I had to be privvy to every single fucking word of that conversation. From 2 AM (when she came in drunk and dropping things everywhere) to 5 AM (when she passed out in a puddle of her own drama queen tears).
I HAD WORK THIS MORNING DAMMIT. How many fucking times do I have to say "YEAH I HAVE TO WORK ON SATURDAY" for her to get the idea that I NEED TO SLEEP ON FRIDAY NIGHTS??? TAKE YOUR BAGGAGE SOMEWHERE ELSE OTHER THAN THE FUCKING LIVING ROOM!
And this evening she keeps going on about this cute "sweet" boy she met last night. YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND WHO LOVES YOU, WHORE. And not 12 hours ago you were sobbing to him on the phone about how he needed to trust you! BITCH!!!!!!
Okay I'm done.
No, I'm not done: "THE HILLS" IS A RETARDED, UNREALISTIC SHOW AND I CANNOT BELIEVE WE HAVE TO WATCH IT AND EVERY FUCKING VERSION OF "REAL HOUSEWIVES" WHEN YOU ARE IN THE APARTMENT. DON'T FUCKING TELL ME THAT 30 ROCK IS A STUPID SHOW WHEN YOU SPEND ALL YOUR DAYS MEMORIZING WHO'S DATING WHO IN HOLLYWOOD.
Other than this, today was splendid.
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