the cook at my work really is awful at his job. for a time i was getting egg and cheese breakfast quesadillas. when he came on as chef, he would constantly forget the egg. seriously - everyday. this is not a breakfast quesadilla, buddy. just a quesadilla.
just now i went to get some lunch - i ordered a cheese quesdilla with hot sauce. he forgot the hot sauce. i am thinking of writing a letter of complaint. is that pushing it?

also - i have a friend nolan. he is dating a girl named Sheba. If they get married, her name will be Sheba Katz. and that is really funny.

fate is going to find your love
in a glass of champagne




new years has never hurt so bad on both the inside and the out.

ahhh he talked to me! granted it was via IM. but still - contact. basically its was just saying 'wasup' and seeing what i was doing. i am sure this is to prevent awkward nites in the future. right? ((e:sbrugger) input please?)

also. i am trying to teach myself to knit. i got one of the Klutz series books aimed for prepubcent girls and i still can't figure it out. it is driving me crazy. there is yarn all over my cubicle.

no call yet from prenitebootycall guy. i have a bad feeling i wont. 'operation avoid at all costs in public' is now in full swing. aka - no tudor or pink tonite.

tomorrow i am leaving for downstate for a while. my friends rented a loft in soho for the NYE celebration. should be a good time - see the old group.

last nite saw Syriana. it was incredible. i really, really recommend it. one of the best movies i have seen in a while. both chris and i really adored it.

my nite of not drinking went alright. except for one pesky factor. i couldn't sleep. i was wide awake and shaky til 3ish. it drove me nuts. i am going to try it again tonite. stay in and relax. hopefully my body will get used to this.

growing up my mom always talked about how as a girl the one thing she asked for every christmas was a Mystery Date game. my grandma would never buy it for her because she thought it was sexist. she would tell this story all the time - and sing the jingle from the commercial ("Open the door...its your mystery date!") This christmas my dad hunted one down on ebay and bought it for my mom. It was probably one of the sweetest things I have ever seen my dad do. It was also 1 of 3 times I have ever seen my mother cry. I can only hope i have what they have someday. I will compare every relationship to them forever, because they are my ideal couple.

this is not something i am going to attain in my current trend. i think i got early evening booty called tuesday nite. i have recently taken up with someone i have known for a while. for a week or so he called and messaged me repeatedly, wanting to hang out and wanting to do things for me. we spoke everyday. basically he sucked me in. tuesday he called me in the afternoon to see if i wanted to come by after work and watch a movie or something. i was there by about 8pm. we hung out for a while, listened to records and such. then around 1030ish he gets on his computer and starts messaging and checking his myspace. he informed me it was his friends birthday and some one was going to come over and get him so he can go to his party. no invite.
what the hell is that? to make it worse it is thursday nite and he hasn't spoken to me since. this, under normal circumstances, would not be odd - but bear in mind we were talking repeatedly throughout the day. i can't believe i got swindled into the pre-nite booty call. damnit.
i think i will be seriously offended if he doesn't talk to me again. for several reasons:
a.) that is bullshit
b.) he is good friends with my uncle
c.) i have to see him out all the time
d.) it makes me lose more hope about nice boys - because he was ridiculously nice to me for years

tonite i am going to take a nice relaxing nite off. stop at my nana's for dinner. see a movie with chris. i snagged some free regal passes from work so we are choosing between munich, syriana or king kong. he is voting for syriana i know - and i might just have to go along with that.

today our manager bought pizza and pop for our department. kind of a holiday treat and 'thanks for the good work this year" kinda thing. it was pizza hut. this was the first time i had ever had pizza hut. it was pretty damn good. my parents never let me have it as a kid - with may have traumatized me. granted , they also named me after an allman brothers song so i suppose i shouldn't expect much less.

a few weeks ago i wrote about how i got a desk ergonomic evaluation. i finally got my new keyboard tray installed. i freakin hate it. i am more uncomfortable then ever. and all my cords keep getting tangled. i am going crazy.

also. they guy in the cubicle next to me (aka the sneeze guy) keeps farting out load. i find this even more bizarre then gross.

last nite was beamer's cd release party. considering i am probably the worst friend ever i went to luna with rachel and missed it. stopped by 1039 later though and stayed out much later then i should have. especially after going out everynite this week. i think i have a problem.

ok work wasnt as bad as i anticipated. i may have a tiny tendency to overreact. a few jabs about here and there. but i made it through the day.

went to brennans to watch the game last nite with chris. again it was very crowded. a lot of drunks 50-somethings in suits. i kinda hope i am never a drunk 50-something in a suit. afterwards i picked up the girls and stopped into hardware for a drink. why i felt the need to drink on a monday nite i don't know, but it turned out for the better when i came home to a party in my living room. friends were in town visiting - and (unbeknown to me) 3 of them were staying in my living room. the party at my house that eventually moved to mcgarrets allowing me to fall asleep and sleep right through afterhours as well. thank you flying bison scotch ale for making me sleep peacefully despite the hippies parting outside my bedroom door.

i am going as dyans date to her christmas party tonite. her boyfriend is working. luckily i know a lot of the people she works with so it wont be too bad. and there is open bar. i really need to be xmas shopping. i havnt bought one gift yet. i am going to be doing it all tmw and thursday after work. friday i am going to the party at sphere in which ron jeremy is mc. this should be interesting.

friday got my ticket cleared up. i called the courthouse like 3 times on the way in desperate hope it would closed due to weather. i got there late - but it didn't even matter. i waited for about 3 hours. $110 - no points on my license. i guess i can't complain too much.
when i got home marla and i decorated the house to the extreme, listened to burl ives and drank hot cider and rum. i was a touching scene. apparently the mantle we have in our bar room is removable and we moved it into the dining room and decortaed that as well. cozy. later on people came over and we drank more rum and cider and watched "the aristocrats." it put me in a vile mood for the rest of the weekend. something about watching bob saget talk filthy made me disgusting. the things that came out of my mouth this weekend really surpized me. and i think everyone around me as well.

saturday. game day. going to this game may have been the 2nd biggest mistake of my life. the first being getting completely wasted at it in front of my coworkers. i spent yesterday looking for a new job as i couldn't fathom coming in today. but here i am - hiding out for dear life in my cubicle. if i can just hide for the next month hopefully it will be forgotten.

luna and roxys were fun last nite. my chest still hurts from roxy smoke. i sang 'beast of burden.' after the first verse my lyrics shut off. it is funny because i know every word to that song - but i blanked. yikes. i almost choked but luckily pulled myself together.

after roxys i stopped by coles to say hi to my sister. while i was there i started chatting with 2 gentlemen who were quite sweet. after about 20 minutes, the one asked how old i was. "23," i replied. this guy acutally says back to me; "oh man! i totally have an older brother that is perfect for you!"
i am never going out again.
to make matters worse, after exiting directly after this i fell right on my ass on the ice outside.

with every good thing there is some bad.

good thing #1:
i wanted to get my dad a business card scanner for christmas. yesterday i got one free from work!

bad thing #1:
i overdrew my bank account by $436.52. that is real bad. i don't understand how i have the best paying (if not the only paying) job of all my friends and i am the one that is always broke! holy crap it is gonna be a dollar store christmas.

good thing #2:
i won a $250 dollar gift card from best buy at work today. maybe it wont be a dollar store xmas after all.

bad thing #2:
dinner last nite was torture. my uncles girlfriend it the worst. it was so uncomfortable i almost had to leave. they have been together about a year. i havnt really liked her off the bat. i hate to be a girl hater - but she is so awful. i wont launch into detail too much, but last nite she spent dinner talking about when they are married and birthing their children. i'm sorry, but in my family these are not subjects to be brought up in front of my grandmother with out a ring on your finger. i thought poor nana was going to faint. man, that was awful.

i know with the current status of my checking account i shouldn't be going out...but its wednesday! luna then wherever later