A/B Said it Best

I am a big tease.

I had these grand plans of posting an update and then that went the hell out the window, didn't it?

Sigh.

So how did I get here. That is the question. Where the hell have I been? What have I been doing? Have I lost my mind?

Actually, I just got my mind back. I am DONE with school. DONE, people. Graduated. Cap. Gown. Master's Hood. The whole shebang. Now if only the university weren't so slow and would get my diploma printed already, I'd be a happy camper. It doesn't really feel real until you have that multi-thousand-dollar piece of paper, you know?

In other news, still loving the job. Yes, the one that caused me to pretty much abandon all blogging. But you know, today I have decided to break the rules, and post at work. Gasp! BAD public employee, BAD! But OSHA says I should take a 15 minute break for every 4 hours of work, right? See, I'm just following the rules.

So what's new out there in Blog Land? I have noticed that I'm not the only culprit who has slowed on the blogging front, so that makes me a little less lame, right? No? OK, fine.

I haven't blogged in eons, and I can't think of anything to say. My little sister started middle school this year which makes me feel like an OLD WOMAN. Not to mention the fact that I will be 27 next month. Yowza. That's damn close to 30, isn't it? I decided to make an attempt at breaking back into the dating world, so if you know any fabulous men in Portland, hook a girl up, would you? (Must be voting for Obama, must kill spiders for me, must like stupid movies...I don't ask for much).

I went on vacation in July to visit Bridezilla in Indiana. That was an experience. Had never been to the midwest before. I said "bitch" in front of this 40-something lady, and I thought she was going to have a heart attack. But I did get to visit 3 states I'd never been to: Indiana, Ohio, and Illinois. My friend and I drove up to Chicago, which I looooved. Apparently, I really am a city mouse.

For graduation, my dad and I are going to DC--another place I've never been. Hopefully there will be a significant regime change when I visit in the Spring.

35 days until the election, people. Here's hoping.

I would say something like, "I'll try to post more often," but we all know I'm a dirty liar.

And A/B, now you get your own label:

I know, I'm a loser.

OK, I had every intention of actually posting in December after I had previously told myself I would post in November. Now, neither of those happened because I'm a dork. But at least I know it!

I'm sorry, I just don't like to blog from work (I'm allowing it for this time), and then I get home and I have other stuff to do so blogging's just not really on my radar. But I do try to visit your blogs so I know what's going on in the world, even if I don't comment.

Life has been flying on by, as usual. I have since decided that my blog's name is a cruel, cruel lie because my life is anything but capricious lately. I've got so much going on that it is rather predictable and too busy. But this should all change by August, when I plan to graduate with my master's. It's been a busy road, but I'm hoping it'll slooooow down after that.

So I love my job. LOVE my job. Yes, I'm a peon in this organization, but I won't be that way for long. I'm happy to say I've already made a name for myself by taking over marketing and outreach projects and even creating a blog for our department (no, I'm not giving the URL so don't ask.) :)

Holidays were good, life is good, for the moment even the weather is good (albeit a bit cold).

How are you my dear friend? I'll try to do better from now on.

Mea Culpa

OK, so who knows if anyone is still going to check my page since I’ve been so neglectful lately, but

HI!

How are you? What’s new in your world?

Even though I haven’t posted in eons, I do still check your blogs fairly regularly—so I’m at least connected a bit. The problem is that I used to always blog from work, and I can’t do that with the new job. C’est la vie.

Speaking of French (a language I do not speak), I went and saw Carmen this weekend. I love the opera. There’s just something so fantastic about it. I think it has a lot to do with the fact that there are these phenomenal people singing like crazy for hours at a time while a flawless orchestra plays along. It’s amazing. If you’ve never been to an opera, give it a chance, at least once.

They say the first time you see an opera, you either love it or you hate it. I, obviously, am one who loves it. Carmen was actually the first opera I’ve ever seen, so when I saw that it was coming back to Portland Opera seven years after the first time I saw it (MAN, has it really been that long??), I knew I had to go again.

It was interesting because they chose to set the opera in 1940’s Cuba. The original is set in 19th Century Sevilla, so that was different, but it worked pretty well. The costuming for 1940’s Cuba wasn’t as much fun as the first time I saw it when it was set in the 1800s, but it was a good idea in theory.

Anyway, enough of that. Tragedy has struck my household. My fabulously retro badass console TV is on the fritz. Considering it’s probably like 30 years old, I can’t complain too much, but I’m sad to have to let it go and buy a new TV. It’ll be weird to actually have a remote. I did, however, buy a certain lambswool rug I’ve been eyeing for quite some time:

(Ivory of course)

It is soft and fluffy and fabulous and all I need is a fireplace to get the Danielle Steele romance novel setting going.

In other news, I started school again last week, and managed to have a flat tire on the first day so I was in panic mode because I didn’t have time to get it fixed or get the spare on. But I had a flash of brilliance and used a FlexCar. I heart FlexCar.

So this term I’m taking Statistics, State & Local Public Finance, and Managing Employee Performance. Should be interesting!

Some really fabulous news is that I will be spending my 26th birthday (October 19) at….wait for it….DISNEYLAND!

My sister and I are taking a 3-day weekend and living it up with Mickey and the gang and I’m so excited I could pee my pants. But I won’t, I promise.

OK. I’m going to go be productive…

TTFN, and remember: even if I don’t post, it doesn’t mean I don’t love you.