Wednesday, December 23, 2009

I Got You Something Really Nice For Christmas.....

...Buuuut....I don't want to let the cat out of the bag just yet.


Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Like When a Python Swallows Too Much....

...and has to spit it back out.

The straight-legged pair was just a little too snug for him. Perhaps the flare-legged pair would have been a better choice of hiding places.

Wednesday, December 02, 2009

I Am Surrounded By Poo.

I have been so busy lately that I haven't typed up a real blog post in foooooorever. Today is my day off; my apartment is clean, my laundry is in the washer, my errands are run, my lunch date with Deirdre is over....FINALLY some time to blog!

Here's a recap of my life for the last month or so...poo, work, poo, poo, lunch with Deirdre, Halloween, poo, old men wanting to know when I am getting married, poo, date, poo, sleep, work, poo, New Moon, cold, poo, sleep, coffee with Deirdre, spending Thanksgiving at work, poo, getting Joyce royally drunk for her 21st bday, sleep, poo, date, poo, work, work, work, poo, poo, "sampling" music from Limewire, poo, date, getting into PA school, poo, giving my entire paycheck to my apartment complex for rent, poo and sleep. Oh yeah, and poo.
This is not a description of how my digestive system is working. It is, in fact, my entire job. I am constantly surrounded by poo.....I don't know what they are feeding those old people, but daaaaaang, I wish they would stop.

In more detail, and not about the poo:

Thanksgiving was okay...I got to see the fam for about an hour. I had to be to work by three, so my coworkers and I all brought a dish to pass and had our own little feast. It was nice, but not quite the same. I love the way holidays bring the whole family together and I feel a little jipped this year. Besides, I had to deal with poo before and after my meal....not so appetizing.

I am officially in PA school. I paid my 1250 dollars to hold my seat, but I am still having a hard time believing I am actually in the program....I keep expecting them to call and say it was a mistake.

The day after Thanksgiving, Joyce and Diana came over to my apartment to celebrate Joyce's 21st bday. Many drinks were consumed, gaucamole was made/consumed, dancing occurred...all before the bar. We walked to the bar, slightly buzzed and walked home more than slightly drunk. In between those points, much alcohol was consumed (FOR FREE) and much silliness occurred. We made lots of new friends, including the bar tenders and a nice gentleman who paid for about 50 dollars in free drinks.....I think it was the birthday girl sash Joyce was sporting....everybody loves a sash....and tipsy, giggling girls. We made it back to the apartment alive without much stumbling or weaving and proceded to snack ourselves into sleep. Bare hands may or may not have been dipped into the guacamole and im pretty sure the frozen pizza was not cooked all the way. I woke up feeling like a truck ran me over in my bed, but the birthday girl was perky and headache free. Good times.


Free Birthday Drink!

Little lovin' for the Birthday Sash



I have been dating quite a bit the last few weeks....I was trying the whole "date lots of people just for fun" thing. I'm bad at it. I don't like multiple dates...I can't remember who said what and I prefer to give more attention and time to someone who will return the favor. I guess I am a relationship person. Anywhooo, I have been seeing the same guy since Halloween; his name is Chris. We met at a party, and hung out all evening. He asked me out on a date the next day, and we have been spending a lot of time together since...well, a lot is relative...I don't have much time off from work. I like him though, a lot....I like where things are going and a new love interest is always exciting.

Wooooooooooooooooooork. That about covers the rest of my time. I work a crazy schedule...not a lot of time off and weird hours. I like my job, but it makes seeing family and friends a little difficult. I am missing the important people in my life, but hey, at least my rent is getting paid.

Mmmmmk. We're all caught up....except for one final poo-related note. I was foolish enough to think I would be safe from poo on my day off...WRONG. Indy jumped up in my lap, and I thought, "Awww, he missed me!" Yup, missed me so much, he smeared poo on my jeans and jumped down. How sweet, a giant kitty version of "screw you. Leave me here for days while you are off at work and stuff....take this!"

I am constantly surrounded by poo...I'm afraid people are going to be able to smell me coming.