ammogirl

Two things…hmmm…probably more like "anywhere between 1 and ‘x’ things where ‘x’ = whatever number I end up on:

1. While spending the weekend completely exhausted and slightly nauseous, I was actually not as bad as I thought I was going to be.  That, if you are wondering, is always a bit disappointing, when you are a hypochondriac.  Not that I am.  I’m just saying.

2.  Over the weekend, I watched five movies, finished the first book in a series of six and started (but just barely got through the definitions - damn) reading Dune AND a book called "how i became stupid".  Also, I slept. 

3.  My email stopped working this weekend - I went to bed Friday night and it was fine, but after that - nothing.  This was frustrating, as email is my closet agoraphobic way of staying in touch.  It finally started working in the early hours of this morning.  After sifting through nearly 75 emails, I realized only 3 of them were not spam.  That is very sad.

4.  Wine will always make you feel better.

5.  Remember my Flickr picture of that really horrible spider?  Well, there is one living right outside my window.  He is perhaps 25 times bigger than the one in the picture.  I refuse to open my curtains, so you will not get a picture of this ginormous, monstrous, multiple-eyed creature. 

6.  I hate spiders.

7.  Today was hot.  We had an exercise - a mini war day.  I had to wear a flak vest and walk around the bomb dump for hours while doing military type stuff.  I looked like I had been swimming in the yellow sea when I was done.  After I had finally dried off in the near frigid temperatures of my office, I had to go stand outside AGAIN, but this time, it was to listen to somebody talk.  I was not pleased.  However, I managed to re-saturate my uniform with sweat, so at least there’s that.

8.  Skinny Cow fudge bars are not NEARLY as good as Ben & Jerry’s <insert your favorite flavor> (mine is Dastardly Mash, but they don’t make it anymore).  However, I had to wear jeans at one point this weekend, and trust me: I need to stick with the Skinny Cow.

9.  Looking as if you spent hours matching your necklace, bracelet, belt and shoes is fine when you are a girl.  It is not fine if you are a boy.  If you are a boy and you do this, I want to tell you: you look silly, and when you walk by me I laugh at you in my head (or possibly out loud, depending on what my hormones are doing).  Fortunately for me, MY particular boy, while fashionable, does not accessorize.  I like this.

10.  It has recently come to my attention that people I work with are "secretly" reading this blog.    As a result, I want to say if you think I don’t appreciate your lack of management skills, knowledge, or the way you are as a person in general, I probably don’t.  Also, while I do participate in infrequent and vague work-related venting, I don’t think enough of you to write a post that is all ABOUT you.  That would be boring, and a waste of my time.  So. 

11.  I have 27 work days left.

12.  I need a meme, or several, for when I am uninspired.  If you have one, please send it to me (this also ensures I get some email - see?  I am smart.)

13.  I dreamt about kittens all weekend.  I do not know why.

14.  I could post for approximately 16 more hours and not run out of things to say, but I won’t.

15.  I am done for now.

Auf Wiedersehen!!

I think that yesterday when I said I felt uninspired to write, I think I meant uninspired to do anything except sleep for 40 million hours straight.  I skipped dinner last night.  And went to bed at 7:30, and woke up coughing every 7 and 1/2 minutes, then skipped the gym (and slept in!), then: I skipped breakfast.  You guys, that’s two meals in a row, plus sleeping in, PLUS a missed workout.  This can only mean one thing, trust me: I’m getting sick.  I spent the day with a pounding headache, you know the kind that feels like glass in your head?  It was fantastic.  Last week one of the girls in my office had strep, but before she was diagnosed, she sat in the office for a whole day, spewing germs like a volcano.  I felt them flowing over me.  It was gross. 

Right now my fingers feel as if they have been weighted down with ten pounds of lead.  For that matter, so does my brain.  I am going to go hide in my cozy bed and hope I feel better in the morning…

Auf Wiedersehen!!!

Had a pretty rough day at work today…I had to put a couple of people in their place.  It’s frustrating to me that people can be so…wrong when it comes to trying to get people to do things they want to do.  Isn’t “you can catch more flies with honey” a fairly well-known phrase?  Don’t people know that, while a little corny, it is a VERY TRUE THING?  Grrr….I want my job to be on a lake. With a bottle of wine.  And only cool people can work there too.  We will be the wine tasters/lake temperature monitors. Can I have that job?  Anyone?

It sucks that I got here after my friends, because they are all either leaving in a couple of weeks, or already left.  It’s definitely not the same, and it’s definitely time to go home.  And now I’m done sharing my whine with you.  ha ha…get it?  ha.

Had an encounter with a spider on the way to work this morning.  It was evilly spinning it’s web right by the sidewalk and I happened to glance over at the exact moment I was eye to eye with it.  I’m not kidding, it was two inches away from my face.  I ran to the other side of the sidewalk so fast, and then, for good measure, I covered my ears and sort of jumped up and down for a second - trust me when I say the person I was walking with had a good laugh.

After work I stopped by another friend’s room to pick up some frozen fruit he needs to get rid of before they come pack up his stuff tomorrow.  He kindly put it in a bag for me, and then we sat for a bit and bitched about work crap…pretty boring, really, but cathartic, and plus I had to wait for the National Anthem to be played before I could leave.  What?  It plays every day at 5pm, and when it starts, we have to immediately stop, face the music, and stand at attention.  I’m not all about standing outside in 90+ degrees and 95% humidity in my uniform.  Is that unpatriotic?  Oh.  Anyway, when I got up to leave, I commented - I SWEAR TO GOD, I said, my sunglasses are so cold…it must have been because they were sitting by the bag of frozen stuff.  Meaning, I pointed out the bag of frozen stuff I made a special trip to pick up TO MYSELF on the way out the door.  Yeah.  I was on the phone 15 minutes later, saying this: “I called you so you can make fun of me.”  “why?” “Look on your counter…” “…You are a dolt.”  Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I AM a dolt.  I am also uninspired, so that is all for now.

Auf Wiedersehen!!