Visit www.letssaythanks.com to send a card to our troops overseas.
Remember, it's not their fault our dumb-ass President sent them there.
PEACE IN THE NEW YEAR!
Monday, November 24, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Say What?
I was on the bus on my way to work the other day when this quite good-looking man sat next to me. I was watching a Frontline episode on my iPod, which struck up conversation. He was probably 30 or so, dark hair, green eyes. In a suit. S-E-X-Y. We flirt for a while, joke about politics.
In the back of my mind I'm thinking, thank God, it's about time I meet a normal guy. Someone's throwing me a bone, here, huh? I mean, he's full-on flirting. There are at least two women burning holes in me for getting the luck of the draw on the bus today.
We have a moment of silence, he looks at me, and I can tell he's about to ask me out. I'm somewhere between being pretty flattered and hyperventilating. This must be the great payback for that date I went on last month with that SINFULLY boring dude who just wanted to talk about his iPhone, and convince me to switch to a Mac. The dating gods are fluttering around me right now, aren't they? This is my award for busting my date-less ass over the last couple years in grad school.
Bus Man, we're going places.
He asks "so...are you usually on this bus?"
"Sometimes. I've been kind of bad about driving to work lately."
"Yeah, I'll bet you're bad."
....
"What?"
"I bet you're bad."
"Are you being serious right now?"
"I bet you're dirty, too."
At this point, I start laughing. I sigh, realize I should have known better, and ask him to move his crazy ass to another seat.
He shrugs, gets up, and walks over to one of the women who has been staring at him since he got on the bus.
I hear him say, "are you usually on this bus?"
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I haven't seen Bus Man since, and part of me is hoping he's in some Psychology class doing an experiment about how quickly he can get rejected on a city bus.
Dating gods, you owe me.
In the back of my mind I'm thinking, thank God, it's about time I meet a normal guy. Someone's throwing me a bone, here, huh? I mean, he's full-on flirting. There are at least two women burning holes in me for getting the luck of the draw on the bus today.
We have a moment of silence, he looks at me, and I can tell he's about to ask me out. I'm somewhere between being pretty flattered and hyperventilating. This must be the great payback for that date I went on last month with that SINFULLY boring dude who just wanted to talk about his iPhone, and convince me to switch to a Mac. The dating gods are fluttering around me right now, aren't they? This is my award for busting my date-less ass over the last couple years in grad school.
Bus Man, we're going places.
He asks "so...are you usually on this bus?"
"Sometimes. I've been kind of bad about driving to work lately."
"Yeah, I'll bet you're bad."
....
"What?"
"I bet you're bad."
"Are you being serious right now?"
"I bet you're dirty, too."
At this point, I start laughing. I sigh, realize I should have known better, and ask him to move his crazy ass to another seat.
He shrugs, gets up, and walks over to one of the women who has been staring at him since he got on the bus.
I hear him say, "are you usually on this bus?"
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I haven't seen Bus Man since, and part of me is hoping he's in some Psychology class doing an experiment about how quickly he can get rejected on a city bus.
Dating gods, you owe me.
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Una Semana Mas
This time next week I will either be A) Celebrating My Brains Out, or B) In Mourning
Let's hope it's A.
I'm getting really nervous and the polls all saying Obama's way in the lead is not helping me. The polls can be wrong! I am going to freak if McCain actually sneaks in there and gets the nomination. Not to mention I will seriously question the validity of the election. In 2004, many polls said Kerry was ahead, but Bush eventually won out. It was close enough that I didn't suspect fraud, but at this point, I just can't believe that "wrinkly old white haired dude" (quoting Paris Hilton there) will win.
I can't do it, people.
Until then, I will wear this button in hope:
Yes, I realize this is a rather boring post. Just felt like putting it out there anyway. ;)
Monday, October 27, 2008
Luck Be An Old Lady
What an old lady I am. I hit the big 2-7 about a week ago. Older...perhaps a bit wiser. More wise-ass at least.
I have this constant stomach twisting that I really hope will melt into pure euphoria next Tuesday. If McCain is elected I swear to Buddha I will freak.the.f*ck.out.
All the way out.
******
In more thrilling news, I'm going to try and be less old lady like and hit up a Halloween party on Friday. Some friends and I are getting a VIP room at a club downtown. I'm not much of a clubber, but the private room makes it more bearable I think. I kind of passed the club-goer stage when I hit 23. We'll see how it goes. I'm sure a cocktail or two will help that along.
I splurged and bought a costume online, which I think is pretty sweet:
That's right, I am Medusa. People look at me, scream, and turn to stone.
Oh, I crack myself up.
What's new with you?
I have this constant stomach twisting that I really hope will melt into pure euphoria next Tuesday. If McCain is elected I swear to Buddha I will freak.the.f*ck.out.
All the way out.
******
In more thrilling news, I'm going to try and be less old lady like and hit up a Halloween party on Friday. Some friends and I are getting a VIP room at a club downtown. I'm not much of a clubber, but the private room makes it more bearable I think. I kind of passed the club-goer stage when I hit 23. We'll see how it goes. I'm sure a cocktail or two will help that along.
I splurged and bought a costume online, which I think is pretty sweet:
That's right, I am Medusa. People look at me, scream, and turn to stone.
Oh, I crack myself up.
What's new with you?
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Maverick
Have some time to waste?
Need a good laugh?
Visit http://www.palinaspresident.us/ and click on various things in the room.
"Something-stan"
Need a good laugh?
Visit http://www.palinaspresident.us/ and click on various things in the room.
"Something-stan"
Thursday, October 09, 2008
Joe Six-Pack's Economic Plan
Just a little current info to get you through the day.
If you had purchased $1000.00 of Nortel stock one year ago, it would nowbe worth $49.00.
With Enron, you would have $16.50 left of the original $1000.
With WorldCom, you would have less than $5.00 left.
If you had purchased $1000.00 of Delta Air Lines stock you would have$49.00 remaining.
If you had purchased United Airlines, you would have nothing left.
But, if you had purchased $1000.00 worth of beer one year ago,drank all the beer, then turned in the cans for the aluminum recyclingrefund, you would have $214.00.
Based on the above, the best current investment advice is to drinkheavily and recycle.....
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Need Some Entertainment?
Movies these days are damn expensive. To make plans for dinner and a movie you gotta figure $20 for dinner (at least), $10 just to get in the movie, and if you want a drink? Forgetaboutit. Last time I went to a Regal Cinemas, I think a bottled water was like 4 bucks. I mean come ON.
Which is why I love this little theater by my house. They play first-run movies, and if you go before 5:30, it's only $4. Even if you go to the late show, it's only $6. PLUS, they serve pizza, beer, assorted candy and popcorn goodness, as well as other refreshing beverages. Where else can you go see a new movie, get a snack and a drink, and pay only 10 bucks?
Plus it's in an old historic building that's just very charming.
My friend and I went and saw Eagle Eye there on Saturday, and I thought it was pretty good. Keep in mind I am easily entertained in the movie world, but I thought it was a good action/thriller sort of combo. Plus Shia LeBeouf is adorable. Though I wasn't a big fan of the facial hair thing.
How about you? Seen any good movies lately?
Which is why I love this little theater by my house. They play first-run movies, and if you go before 5:30, it's only $4. Even if you go to the late show, it's only $6. PLUS, they serve pizza, beer, assorted candy and popcorn goodness, as well as other refreshing beverages. Where else can you go see a new movie, get a snack and a drink, and pay only 10 bucks?
Plus it's in an old historic building that's just very charming.
My friend and I went and saw Eagle Eye there on Saturday, and I thought it was pretty good. Keep in mind I am easily entertained in the movie world, but I thought it was a good action/thriller sort of combo. Plus Shia LeBeouf is adorable. Though I wasn't a big fan of the facial hair thing.
How about you? Seen any good movies lately?
Friday, October 03, 2008
Oh You Betcha
MAN Sarah Palin bugs me.
I am glad for the sake of our global reputation that she sounded at least somewhat intelligent during last night's debate. And I'm sure her based looooved it. But the winks, the "darn its","doggone its", and "mavericks" make me want to vomit. Everywhere. Especially in her solidified hair.
Also? I know people from Alaska, and they don't talk like that. I read an article the other day about "Where Sarah Palin Got Her Accent" and they said it was an Alaskan accent.
Um, no. Wasilla is just north of Anchorage, so unless Wasilla has its own little weird dialect, she's just got some wires crossed somewhere.
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In other news, the two badess menfolk that visited my last post after such a long hiatus both agree that dating stories are good.
So far, I don't have any good ones, except that I lost my mind and tried eHarmony. My friends would not let it go and insisted that I give it a shot, so I paid for it with a Visa gift card I got for graduation. Not particularly impressed. I don't know how they match people up, but I had some really bizarre people. Including at least two men who were SO in denial of their homosexuality while they toted how much they love Jesus.
Wowza.
I am chatting with this one guy, but we haven't been able to meet up yet.
So here's a question I pose to anyone who wanders through here. I have dealbreakers. My three dealbreakers are as follows: Must be voting for Obama, must believe in a Woman's Right to Choose, and must agree that gay marriage should be allowed in this country. Many other issues I can let slide, but these three I can't.
Is that unreasonable? I realize that the pool of eligible bachelors may dwindle because of these dealbreakers, but they're important to me. Say some guy and I really hit it off, fall in love, bla bla bla. I couldn't marry someone who would be threatened by the thought of a man marrying a man or a woman marrying a woman. He would think our union had less value simply because two homosexuals wed.
You know what I'm sayin?
I am glad for the sake of our global reputation that she sounded at least somewhat intelligent during last night's debate. And I'm sure her based looooved it. But the winks, the "darn its","doggone its", and "mavericks" make me want to vomit. Everywhere. Especially in her solidified hair.
Also? I know people from Alaska, and they don't talk like that. I read an article the other day about "Where Sarah Palin Got Her Accent" and they said it was an Alaskan accent.
Um, no. Wasilla is just north of Anchorage, so unless Wasilla has its own little weird dialect, she's just got some wires crossed somewhere.
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In other news, the two badess menfolk that visited my last post after such a long hiatus both agree that dating stories are good.
So far, I don't have any good ones, except that I lost my mind and tried eHarmony. My friends would not let it go and insisted that I give it a shot, so I paid for it with a Visa gift card I got for graduation. Not particularly impressed. I don't know how they match people up, but I had some really bizarre people. Including at least two men who were SO in denial of their homosexuality while they toted how much they love Jesus.
Wowza.
I am chatting with this one guy, but we haven't been able to meet up yet.
So here's a question I pose to anyone who wanders through here. I have dealbreakers. My three dealbreakers are as follows: Must be voting for Obama, must believe in a Woman's Right to Choose, and must agree that gay marriage should be allowed in this country. Many other issues I can let slide, but these three I can't.
Is that unreasonable? I realize that the pool of eligible bachelors may dwindle because of these dealbreakers, but they're important to me. Say some guy and I really hit it off, fall in love, bla bla bla. I couldn't marry someone who would be threatened by the thought of a man marrying a man or a woman marrying a woman. He would think our union had less value simply because two homosexuals wed.
You know what I'm sayin?
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
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 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:
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
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.
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.
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
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:
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.
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!
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.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
One week survived.
Hello children.
I knew my goof off time would be disappearing with the new job, but I never realized how convenient it is. I mean, now I'm at work all day on my computer for the most part, but I can't really check my personal email and I definitely can't blog. Then I come home and the last thing I want to do is get back on the computer, so it's quite a pickle.
But I'm sure I'll get used to the new schedule and things will just roll right along.
New job is good. People are great, organization is great. My boss is channeling Miranda Priestly from Devil Wears Prada sometimes, but overall she's pretty cool. I think she's just a very busy woman so things need to be done right now, right here, her way. But as long as she stays within reason, I don't think I'll have a problem with her.
Communication is definitely lacking sometimes. It took 3 days just to get a straight answer about where the hell I'm supposed to go to get the paperwork for my damn city ID. I had two women telling me that the other woman is supposed to do it and that she has obviously lost her mind. Then a third woman finally got into the snafu and pointed me back to Woman #1, who grudgingly got me the paperwork.
My work space....is....um. Interesting. I'm not even lying, the first time I saw it, I actually gasped out loud. It was the most ridiculous gathering of shit and papers and binders and folders and piles and boxes and crap crap crap that I've ever seen. Whoever had the job before me was obviously a pig lunatic, so the first three days were spent going through the piles and filing things that should have been filed months ago.
But I'm glad to have kicked down the public sector door. Now I'm in, so hopefully I'll be here to stay. Too soon to tell if I'll stay in the organization I'm in now, but I now have the elusive experience I've been wanting to get!
Hope all is well with you!!
I knew my goof off time would be disappearing with the new job, but I never realized how convenient it is. I mean, now I'm at work all day on my computer for the most part, but I can't really check my personal email and I definitely can't blog. Then I come home and the last thing I want to do is get back on the computer, so it's quite a pickle.
But I'm sure I'll get used to the new schedule and things will just roll right along.
New job is good. People are great, organization is great. My boss is channeling Miranda Priestly from Devil Wears Prada sometimes, but overall she's pretty cool. I think she's just a very busy woman so things need to be done right now, right here, her way. But as long as she stays within reason, I don't think I'll have a problem with her.
Communication is definitely lacking sometimes. It took 3 days just to get a straight answer about where the hell I'm supposed to go to get the paperwork for my damn city ID. I had two women telling me that the other woman is supposed to do it and that she has obviously lost her mind. Then a third woman finally got into the snafu and pointed me back to Woman #1, who grudgingly got me the paperwork.
My work space....is....um. Interesting. I'm not even lying, the first time I saw it, I actually gasped out loud. It was the most ridiculous gathering of shit and papers and binders and folders and piles and boxes and crap crap crap that I've ever seen. Whoever had the job before me was obviously a pig lunatic, so the first three days were spent going through the piles and filing things that should have been filed months ago.
But I'm glad to have kicked down the public sector door. Now I'm in, so hopefully I'll be here to stay. Too soon to tell if I'll stay in the organization I'm in now, but I now have the elusive experience I've been wanting to get!
Hope all is well with you!!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Troublesome
I had dinner with an old friend of mine last night.
He is seriously one of my favorite people—has been since high school. But I’m worried about him. He had something really tragic happen only a few months ago involving his significant other and I really don’t want to get into specifics. But the end result was his boyfriend committing suicide in their home.
My friend (we’ll call him Joe) is in the middle of beginning a new career in a division of law enforcement. At the time of the incident with his boyfriend, he was in the middle of basic training and getting placed and starting his new career, and it sounds weird to say it, but the suicide was horrible timing. He hasn’t had time to really accept what happened.
As a result, I don’t think Joe has really had a chance to grieve or to talk to anyone about what happened. I asked him if he’s gone to counseling or anything, and he’s gone a couple of times, but the counselors were too busy wanting to talk about when he “came out” than to talk about the problem at hand. My friend came out in high school (which had its own horror stories), but that’s part of his resolved past. What he needs now is to talk to someone about the suicide.
He hasn’t gone in the room where it happened since. Until a couple of nights ago, he couldn’t sleep in their bedroom—he slept on the couch in the living room for months.
He’s excelling in his career, but when I talk to him, I can tell he’s not the same. He seems hollow and unhappy. And no, I don’t think he should have gotten “over it” by now. Not at all. I don’t think that’s the kind of thing you can really ever get over. But he seems like he’s in denial and in depression. And I’m worried that it’s going to get the better of him and he’s going to succumb to it and perhaps never be the same.
I’m not really looking for any kind of response from my dear readers…it was just something I need to get off my chest. Maybe writing it down will help me see the situation more clearly so I can help him in any way I can. But for now I guess my only option is to be there… and to listen when he’s ready to talk.
He is seriously one of my favorite people—has been since high school. But I’m worried about him. He had something really tragic happen only a few months ago involving his significant other and I really don’t want to get into specifics. But the end result was his boyfriend committing suicide in their home.
My friend (we’ll call him Joe) is in the middle of beginning a new career in a division of law enforcement. At the time of the incident with his boyfriend, he was in the middle of basic training and getting placed and starting his new career, and it sounds weird to say it, but the suicide was horrible timing. He hasn’t had time to really accept what happened.
As a result, I don’t think Joe has really had a chance to grieve or to talk to anyone about what happened. I asked him if he’s gone to counseling or anything, and he’s gone a couple of times, but the counselors were too busy wanting to talk about when he “came out” than to talk about the problem at hand. My friend came out in high school (which had its own horror stories), but that’s part of his resolved past. What he needs now is to talk to someone about the suicide.
He hasn’t gone in the room where it happened since. Until a couple of nights ago, he couldn’t sleep in their bedroom—he slept on the couch in the living room for months.
He’s excelling in his career, but when I talk to him, I can tell he’s not the same. He seems hollow and unhappy. And no, I don’t think he should have gotten “over it” by now. Not at all. I don’t think that’s the kind of thing you can really ever get over. But he seems like he’s in denial and in depression. And I’m worried that it’s going to get the better of him and he’s going to succumb to it and perhaps never be the same.
I’m not really looking for any kind of response from my dear readers…it was just something I need to get off my chest. Maybe writing it down will help me see the situation more clearly so I can help him in any way I can. But for now I guess my only option is to be there… and to listen when he’s ready to talk.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Kill the Wabbit.
I had a very productive weekend. I cleaned out my closet (resulting in 3 bags for Goodwill—many of these were handbags I don’t use), cleaned out my bathroom (why did I have 700 almost-empty shampoo bottles?), and finally cleaned out the closet under my stairs. I’ve been meaning to do it all summer, but I had horrible visions of being attacked by spiders and who knows what else, so I put it off and put it off, and I finally MADE myself do it this weekend.
Miraculously enough, there were no spiders!
But before I got started, I was reading the paper, had some coffee, and turned on the tube to see what’s on. Now, I only get a few channels because I think cable rots the brain, and “Saturday Morning Cartoons” were on. What is this world coming to, I would like to ask? What happened to the good ‘ol cartoons of the day? Looney Tunes, Bugs Bunny…all of that?! Now it’s all computer animated mumbo jumbo that’s not even fun.
Boo. Hiss.
So in the spirit of Taking Back Cartoons, I would like to share the best Bugs Bunny cartoon of all time:
Miraculously enough, there were no spiders!
But before I got started, I was reading the paper, had some coffee, and turned on the tube to see what’s on. Now, I only get a few channels because I think cable rots the brain, and “Saturday Morning Cartoons” were on. What is this world coming to, I would like to ask? What happened to the good ‘ol cartoons of the day? Looney Tunes, Bugs Bunny…all of that?! Now it’s all computer animated mumbo jumbo that’s not even fun.
Boo. Hiss.
So in the spirit of Taking Back Cartoons, I would like to share the best Bugs Bunny cartoon of all time:
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Times, they are a-changin'
It’s kind of strange to think I’ll only be at my job for less than two weeks. I’m finally leaving the library world…and it’s strange. My first job in high school was at a library, and then I was a work study student in college at a library, and now here I am post-college in a library. Other than one summer working at a resort, all I know is libraries. I will say, I’m glad to be leaving. I don’t mind library work, but it can get monotonous. Not to mention unless you have an MLS there’s no way to move up, and there’s little opportunity for leadership.
So here I go, on a new quest.
I can’t really get into the details of my new job, unfortunately. Because I will be working for a specific organization, I don’t want to write about it on a blog—that’s just not a good idea.
So the best way I can describe it is that I am working for a public agency dedicated to improving city life. I’ll start out at entry level, and hopefully as I gain experience and finished my master’s degree, I’ll move on up. I could see myself staying with this organization for a career—but it’s a premature decision since I haven’t been exposed to the culture yet. But either way, it’s a great experience and I am P-U-M-P-E-D.
It’s nice to think I’ll finally be in my career field. What a lovely thought! And I get a pretty substantial increase in pay from what I’m making at the library (thank GOD). Hello, new tax bracket!
I’m also happy to say I won’t need to move to a different part of town because where I am is perfect for getting to work. I won’t be driving because it is located in a downtown area where parking is big buck$. Luckily, there’s a bus that pretty much picks me up at my door and drops me off at work! I love Tri-Met. There is seriously no greater city transportation system out there. It has won national awards, people.
Show some love for MAX:
I will say the blogging will probably slow because while I have no qualms blogging at a job where I’m sitting with nothing to do half the time like here at the library, I won’t blog at my new job. I’ll be a busy bee, and it’s also a little different when your salary is paid by the public. But I will update on evenings and weekends when I can!
Countdown on!
So here I go, on a new quest.
I can’t really get into the details of my new job, unfortunately. Because I will be working for a specific organization, I don’t want to write about it on a blog—that’s just not a good idea.
So the best way I can describe it is that I am working for a public agency dedicated to improving city life. I’ll start out at entry level, and hopefully as I gain experience and finished my master’s degree, I’ll move on up. I could see myself staying with this organization for a career—but it’s a premature decision since I haven’t been exposed to the culture yet. But either way, it’s a great experience and I am P-U-M-P-E-D.
It’s nice to think I’ll finally be in my career field. What a lovely thought! And I get a pretty substantial increase in pay from what I’m making at the library (thank GOD). Hello, new tax bracket!
I’m also happy to say I won’t need to move to a different part of town because where I am is perfect for getting to work. I won’t be driving because it is located in a downtown area where parking is big buck$. Luckily, there’s a bus that pretty much picks me up at my door and drops me off at work! I love Tri-Met. There is seriously no greater city transportation system out there. It has won national awards, people.
Show some love for MAX:
I will say the blogging will probably slow because while I have no qualms blogging at a job where I’m sitting with nothing to do half the time like here at the library, I won’t blog at my new job. I’ll be a busy bee, and it’s also a little different when your salary is paid by the public. But I will update on evenings and weekends when I can!
Countdown on!
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