So my shitty-ass week (which has -unfortunately- not come to an end) has stumbled me upon this post. Ah, Lesterhead....you always seem to say the right thing at the right time.
20 Years Ago I...was awaiting to turn double digits, spending my summer at the local pool, getting up at 8 for swim team practice, watching Nanny and Professor every morning.
10 Years Ago I...was spending my days working day care for 6 weeks, smoking cigarettes every night at Denny's or Eat n' Park each night, being singel after 2 1/2 year relationship, not wanting to live in Fayette County.
6 Years Ago I...living in Volant, had just opened my consignment shop and was contimplating closing it, dating an asshole, living in a shitty apartment, planning a vacation to Pennsacola, heading into the last year of my grad school classes.
3 Years Ago, I...was living in Fayette County, hating it, teaching ESL to a Chinese boy, laying out at the pool, dreading my 27th birthday, had experience Mardi Gras, hoping for a new job, wondering why the hell I had to move home with my parents, trying to get my "self" back.
1 Year Ago, I...hassling with Match.com, hoping for a new job, laying out at the pool, awaiting my vacation to the Dominican Republic, loving my new dog.
So far this year, I...completed my second year in my school that is super rough (and survived) coached my first year of middle school and varsity swimming, placed 11th in the WPIAL in swimming with my team and went to states, celebrated Mardi Gras a 4th time, started swimming (seriously) again, really got my "self" back, bought a house, and bought some great furniture!
Yesterday, I...walked 5.5 miles, worked my ass off in my house, took my dog to the Emergency vet, cried myself to sleep.
Today, I...went to Lowe's, worked in my house, walked 3 or 4 miles with my dog, went to practice, moved some furniture into my new house, drank wine, watched The Notebook.
Tomorrow, I will...walk 5.5. miles, have coffee with friends, paint my kitchen, move some furniture, go to practice, drink some wine, pack some things.
In the next year, I will...have a new job and live in another new place (power of positive thinking)
In the next minute, I will...drink more wine, cry a little, dream about my new life this year.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
I Hate German Shepherds
As if this week couldn't get any busier or any worse between fighting the painters, finding the the garbage men, paying the contractor....
Neville gets attacked by a German Shepherd.
I'm so pissed, upset, flaming-fucking mad. This dog was NOT on a leash. The only good thing about it was that my dad was walking him. He had to kick the dog about 15 times before the dog would leave. Had it been me walking the dog....well, I don't even want to think about what would have happened.
The German Shepard is an asshole. Every time I walk past the house on our walks, the dog comes flying at the fence. The neighbor was watching it yesterday... I hope they euthanize it.
This adds to one more reason I don't like big dogs. People don't know how to raise them. They get them as these status symbols and "guard" dogs. My best friend had a German Shepherd growing up that was very gentle. Unfortunately, not everyone pays attention to their dogs like she did.
Poor Neville. Two staples, antibiotics, pain killers and a trip to the Emergency Vet ($184 that the owner will be paying) he's doing well. A little shaken and scared, but he's a tough little guy.
Neville gets attacked by a German Shepherd.
I'm so pissed, upset, flaming-fucking mad. This dog was NOT on a leash. The only good thing about it was that my dad was walking him. He had to kick the dog about 15 times before the dog would leave. Had it been me walking the dog....well, I don't even want to think about what would have happened.
The German Shepard is an asshole. Every time I walk past the house on our walks, the dog comes flying at the fence. The neighbor was watching it yesterday... I hope they euthanize it.
This adds to one more reason I don't like big dogs. People don't know how to raise them. They get them as these status symbols and "guard" dogs. My best friend had a German Shepherd growing up that was very gentle. Unfortunately, not everyone pays attention to their dogs like she did.
Poor Neville. Two staples, antibiotics, pain killers and a trip to the Emergency Vet ($184 that the owner will be paying) he's doing well. A little shaken and scared, but he's a tough little guy.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
13 Days and Looming...
13 days....and looming.
T H I R T Y
I thought at 24, 25 and 26 my major breakdowns during my birthday were due to my less than sub-par boyfriend. Well, maybe they were partly due. Partly because I was disgusted where I was in my life. Crappy job, no "home" and shitty fucking relationship. Well now I have a decent job (not ideal as far as geography and pay, but it's better than slinging beer and muchies for tips,) I just bought a house, a great dog and no relationship --which is slightly better than the sub-par previous dickhead. Why do I still feel like my life is in a downward spiral? I know it's not that bad...but I hate getting older. The question is why?
I don't think I look older. But, my sense could be warped. I also have the opposite of anorexia. I look in the mirror and think I look pretty good, but then I get a picture back and I'm like shit. I look like shit. So, I might be some haggard wench, however I think I still look 22.
I was reading People magazine last night and the issue was of eligible bachelors. Taylor Hicks was in there. Something about him...sexy! And, he attributes his entertainment life to the Flora-Bama. Hello?? That's one of my favorite places. Taylor....People says your looking for a girl who can entertain herself because of your busy schedule, well here I am. Drop this Girl In the Corner an email, Bud.
I'm sure there will be some more random bitch posts from me.
*On a happy note....my sister is engaged!
T H I R T Y
I thought at 24, 25 and 26 my major breakdowns during my birthday were due to my less than sub-par boyfriend. Well, maybe they were partly due. Partly because I was disgusted where I was in my life. Crappy job, no "home" and shitty fucking relationship. Well now I have a decent job (not ideal as far as geography and pay, but it's better than slinging beer and muchies for tips,) I just bought a house, a great dog and no relationship --which is slightly better than the sub-par previous dickhead. Why do I still feel like my life is in a downward spiral? I know it's not that bad...but I hate getting older. The question is why?
I don't think I look older. But, my sense could be warped. I also have the opposite of anorexia. I look in the mirror and think I look pretty good, but then I get a picture back and I'm like shit. I look like shit. So, I might be some haggard wench, however I think I still look 22.
I was reading People magazine last night and the issue was of eligible bachelors. Taylor Hicks was in there. Something about him...sexy! And, he attributes his entertainment life to the Flora-Bama. Hello?? That's one of my favorite places. Taylor....People says your looking for a girl who can entertain herself because of your busy schedule, well here I am. Drop this Girl In the Corner an email, Bud.
I'm sure there will be some more random bitch posts from me.
*On a happy note....my sister is engaged!
Saturday, June 17, 2006
Dogsitting
I'm dogsitting for a week. Yes, what a girl will do for money. Not too bad...the dogs are cute, but crazy. I've been up every day at 4 AM: because they want to PLAY!!
More blogging later. Check out the new banner I'm attaching. I know it's lame that a celebrity can't afford to pay the mortgage, but I love Saved By The Bell.
More blogging later. Check out the new banner I'm attaching. I know it's lame that a celebrity can't afford to pay the mortgage, but I love Saved By The Bell.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Poison Ivy
And to boot....I have POISON IVY!
I've never had poison ivy in my life. One of the kids at swimteam practice (I'm nuts and decided to coach summer league) has it and I didn't even touch him! Shit. Any ways to get rid of it?
Frankly, I don't give a damn
House is coming along. Had some problems with the drywall finishing...arg! But, they're being fixed (by someone new) and soon to be painted. Carpet will follow and voila! I'll be able to move in. I'm going to say 2 weeks?
Had a funny Friday out. Weird, but somewhat amusing. Went out for my friends' birthdays on Friday night. A friend of a friend was out among us. Very bizarre guy. Like, um, really weird. And...obnoxious. So jokes were being told. Stupid ones, yada, yada. So this weird guy tells some joke that I can't even repeat because I truly did not get it (way too academic...I think you needed to be a Rhodes scholar to get it.) Anyway, everyone just kinda looked. Now, I was a bit on the frank side that night for some reason. So I say, "What's that mild for of autism called?" Now...I know it's not nice to make fun of people, but I simply was aiming at the fact that none of us knew the history lesson within the joke he told. All of a sudden the weird guy says, "My shrink tried to diagnose me with Asperger's last year!" Hmmm...."Oh. Well, uh sorry...?" He then starts ranting how that isn't what he has and he's not dumb. "I wasn't saying you were dumb, just that you have to be a Rhodes scholar to understand that lame ass joke." Now I'm annoyed and laughing because my drunk friend Danni is repeating "Ass Burgers."
Being that I teach a lot of kids with learning disabilities among the 1000's of emotional problems they have I start to think. Wait a minute...you don't know you have that? You just have it. Whatever...I can tell you what was wrong with him. Being that he was terribly effeminate and flirting with the (gay) owner of the bar...I think he needed a good old fashioned coming out party. I know I sound harsh at this point, but if you would have witnessed his pretention in mentioning every wonderful great thing he had done, tasted, experienced, spoken and farted, you would understand. He didn't proclaim these things to the group, he just told one person next to him - LOUDLY. Nothing I hate worse than attention seeking pretentious people who claim to have mental disorders. Those of you who know me...you know who I'm talking about. Needless to say Rainman and I didn't hit it off too well. Nor did he hit it off with my other friend Mara as he screamed "FUCK YOU" across the intimate setting we were lounging in when she claimed she liked cheese dip. Pop a quaalude buddy and wear you rainbow. There's my shrink advice...free of charge.
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I think I may have been a little too frank on Friday, (frankly I don't give a damn) but I'm a little irritated lately. Not with anyone, but with time. 22 days until I turn 30 and I'm not handling it well. I did not have a good time with 24, 25, 26. My 27th was okay. 28th..eehh. 29 I just gave up. I don't know what I'm looking for in my 30th, but I'm hoping some revelation comes up, some opportunity, something different....something!
Had a funny Friday out. Weird, but somewhat amusing. Went out for my friends' birthdays on Friday night. A friend of a friend was out among us. Very bizarre guy. Like, um, really weird. And...obnoxious. So jokes were being told. Stupid ones, yada, yada. So this weird guy tells some joke that I can't even repeat because I truly did not get it (way too academic...I think you needed to be a Rhodes scholar to get it.) Anyway, everyone just kinda looked. Now, I was a bit on the frank side that night for some reason. So I say, "What's that mild for of autism called?" Now...I know it's not nice to make fun of people, but I simply was aiming at the fact that none of us knew the history lesson within the joke he told. All of a sudden the weird guy says, "My shrink tried to diagnose me with Asperger's last year!" Hmmm...."Oh. Well, uh sorry...?" He then starts ranting how that isn't what he has and he's not dumb. "I wasn't saying you were dumb, just that you have to be a Rhodes scholar to understand that lame ass joke." Now I'm annoyed and laughing because my drunk friend Danni is repeating "Ass Burgers."
Being that I teach a lot of kids with learning disabilities among the 1000's of emotional problems they have I start to think. Wait a minute...you don't know you have that? You just have it. Whatever...I can tell you what was wrong with him. Being that he was terribly effeminate and flirting with the (gay) owner of the bar...I think he needed a good old fashioned coming out party. I know I sound harsh at this point, but if you would have witnessed his pretention in mentioning every wonderful great thing he had done, tasted, experienced, spoken and farted, you would understand. He didn't proclaim these things to the group, he just told one person next to him - LOUDLY. Nothing I hate worse than attention seeking pretentious people who claim to have mental disorders. Those of you who know me...you know who I'm talking about. Needless to say Rainman and I didn't hit it off too well. Nor did he hit it off with my other friend Mara as he screamed "FUCK YOU" across the intimate setting we were lounging in when she claimed she liked cheese dip. Pop a quaalude buddy and wear you rainbow. There's my shrink advice...free of charge.
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I think I may have been a little too frank on Friday, (frankly I don't give a damn) but I'm a little irritated lately. Not with anyone, but with time. 22 days until I turn 30 and I'm not handling it well. I did not have a good time with 24, 25, 26. My 27th was okay. 28th..eehh. 29 I just gave up. I don't know what I'm looking for in my 30th, but I'm hoping some revelation comes up, some opportunity, something different....something!
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
My Space(s)
My Space...
Anyone on it? I feel rather behind the times that I'm not on MySpace. Though I also find all the contraversy about it amusing. Parents seem to think MySpace is The DEVIL (no pun to yesterday's 6-6-06 reference.) I think that these types of sites could be dangerous...just as any activity kids are involved in could be. It's called parenting. Maybe I don't have a clue because I don't have kids, but how about monitoring what your kids are doing? Don't keep a computer in the bedroom...don't let your kids sit on the computer (high-tech babysitting)...letting your kids know it's not okay to take naked pictures of yourself and display them on the net. I feel like I have some clue on parenting being that I parent 20-25 kids 9 months out of the year. Okay...enough ranting. Let's talk more about MySpace.
Should I be on MySpace? Can everyone see you on MySpace? I don't know that I want that as I'm not sure I want students/employers reading about me.
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Now onto "my space." I'm picking out carpet today. I also need to look for light fixtures. That's something I so do not want to spend a lot of money on. I'm going to hit the clearance section of Lowe's and Home Depot. I did find two lamps at Value City that are really cute and only $20 a piece.
I promise to have more interesting topics to write about. Any suggestions?
Anyone on it? I feel rather behind the times that I'm not on MySpace. Though I also find all the contraversy about it amusing. Parents seem to think MySpace is The DEVIL (no pun to yesterday's 6-6-06 reference.) I think that these types of sites could be dangerous...just as any activity kids are involved in could be. It's called parenting. Maybe I don't have a clue because I don't have kids, but how about monitoring what your kids are doing? Don't keep a computer in the bedroom...don't let your kids sit on the computer (high-tech babysitting)...letting your kids know it's not okay to take naked pictures of yourself and display them on the net. I feel like I have some clue on parenting being that I parent 20-25 kids 9 months out of the year. Okay...enough ranting. Let's talk more about MySpace.
Should I be on MySpace? Can everyone see you on MySpace? I don't know that I want that as I'm not sure I want students/employers reading about me.
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Now onto "my space." I'm picking out carpet today. I also need to look for light fixtures. That's something I so do not want to spend a lot of money on. I'm going to hit the clearance section of Lowe's and Home Depot. I did find two lamps at Value City that are really cute and only $20 a piece.
I promise to have more interesting topics to write about. Any suggestions?
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