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| February 20th, 2006 Happy President's Day! I would be remiss if I didn't mention my birthday this year. The last entry was the day before, so I have not yet detailed all the fun. Rob and Shaun took me out for sushi, at Mr. Sushi in Addison. Well, really, Rob took me out and Shaun met up with us. Wow, I'm going to start by saying that sake + beer = bad. I love them both, and they are two great tastes that taste great together. But I am NEVER mixing them again. It still hurts to think about it. We also ate fishies until they screamed for mercy. Good Lord, I think we set new sushi consumption records. The waitstaff not only sang Happy Birthday to me, they played the big drums that are set up by the door. I always thought those were just decorative. The past month has been full of frivolity. We had a Diamondbag show, a superbowl party, Italian Day. I think I'm still trying to catch up on sleep. We were supposed to go to a pro-soccer match yesterday, as well, but the current cold, frosty weather prevented that. Those really are two adjectives that should only be applied to beer. I'm chugging along at the new job. I guess it's losing it's newness. The shiny is wearing off. My faithful readers will remember I have a policy against discussing the job on here, but let's just say I still believe this is not what I want to do for the rest of my life. I mean, I'm updating my blog at work. How exciting can it be? I've been making a concerted effort to reduce the drama in my life and I think it's working. I feel much more Zen these days. It's actually freaking me out a little. I've been having a bit of an issue with a person in my life that I cannot avoid. As a quick explanation it would be sufficient to say that I really don't want to be responsible for anyone else's decision making. And this person puts tries to put me in that position all the time. Plus, there is just ALWAYS something to be unhappy about. It gets old really quickly. I think part of the reason I get so irritated is that I have been there, and it reminds me of the way I was for so long. AND (yes, there's a little more) this person is so hell-bent on not "being boring" that this person's behavior becomes erratic and tiring. I tend to be intolerant of people who open their mouth first and think second. I think it's all symptomatic of low self-esteem, but I can't responsible for that either. I'm just getting tired of always having to hear about every little thing. This weather is killing my sinuses, so if I get a little disjointed in my dialogue, please forgive me. And send good drugs! I spent a weekend driving a car back from Tampa at the end of January. My car was leaking oil from every place it could think of, and the cost of repair was getting out of control. So, my mom bought a new car and gave me her Honda. I'm inching closer to my goal of owning a car that was built in the same decade I'm currently living in. Someday... Why is it that you cannot, EVER, find a damn girl scout when you need cookies?? Order one box from some schmo at work who is schilling for little Sally, and suddenly the entire world is selling boxes of cookies. But try to find someone set up at the mall, or at a grocery store, and they are nowhere to be found. Actually, I did see a little table set up at the store on Saturday, but I had to shop and get some cash, and by the time I got back out to the "lobby," they had packed up their cookies and gone home. Although, I think they were out of Thin Mints, so that was probably for the best. I guess I'll have to check next Saturday. At least I know they were there. I can't think of anything else right now, and I really should get back to the "work" thing I'm supposed to be doing. |