Random notes at midnight.

Here are my random thoughts and notes at 20 to midnight.

If you found out tomorrow morning that you would not be alive at the end of the day - would you regret the life you've had or could you say you've had a full life? I was out with a co-worker tonight and recanting some expeditions I've been on in my last twenty five years. She looked at me and said that I had lived a fuller life than she had in her late thirty years. That got me thinking about the question above.

I can tell great stories, I have worked a variety of jobs, I have felt I was in love (in hindsight, I do believe I never actually have been), I have cried over nothing and cried over everything, I have proven that I am a great person, I have changed people's lives. I think if I found out that I would not be here tomorrow, I would try new things but at the end of the day believe I have lived a good life. This is not to say that I haven't had my ups and downs (hello December - February on this blog!), it's to say that I have aspects of my life that would be envied by others. I may not own my own house or be married or have children, but I have a great family, I have raised a great cat, I have had experiences other people haven't. I have lived a full life.

On a less serious note, this morning I noticed a suspicious looking spot on my cat's nose, head and shoulders. It turns out that when I tried to dye my hair blonde last night, he rubbed up against it! It explains why my hair turned red instead of blonde, it wasn't blonde dye in the box! His white hair matched mine perfectly. While I originally freaked out (he is my baby), everything turned out fine. We'll see how permanent this stuff really is.

Also, in a random note of fifteen minutes of hilarity - I had a client meeting with a large company today. Prior to the meeting our admin needed a check deposited but needed to be a shoulder for her friend, so I agreed to do it for her. After driving and NOT finding the US Bank building on Plankinton in downtown Milwaukee, it dawned on me that the US Bank Building would have to house a US Bank. I pulled into the parking lot, walked out the door and found myself in virtual "where is the bank?" hell. The best doorman on the planet directed me that I was in the US Corps building, not the US Bank Center which was a block and a half up the road. It turns out that if I would have taken the skywalk, I would have been there already but because the rotating doors don't go in - just go out - so I needed to walk up two blocks, over one and down one because the roads were closed that would directly lead me to it. Finally, I got in and got out of the bank, got my parking validated and headed to wash and vacuum my car. In the meantime I have one thing to say to Secret - Platinum Protection my a**.

I pulled up to the vacuums to realize that it would cost me $1.00 to get the darn thing on plus $1.00 to put air in the tire. Having only 4 quarters (they don't take dollar bills, dimes, nickels or pennies), I opted to vacuum. The vacuum happily ate my quarters but opted to not give me anything in return. I decided that the dog hair could wait, I would just wash the car. Now, it's 2006 that means that almost everything runs on credit cards. Having no cash on me, I pulled up only to have to pull out - this one didn't take the cards. I had already filled my tank with gas, therefore not being able to use the credit feature on the pumps to get the wash, so I backed out to head back to the office.

Of course at this time, traffic on National was hell and I couldn't make a left. Instead I made a right, figuring I'd drive the block and end up at a stop light. Oh no, my dear readers, the stop light did not exsist and I ended up wasting fuel for nothing (at least I could have refueled to get the wash - but now I just wanted to be at my desk). I finally got onto National by making a sharp turn - only to have the roll of quarters I picked up at the bank for work go flying into the dog hair mess I call my vehicle. It took me ten minutes in the parking garage to find the quarters, apply new deodarant and head back to the office to enjoy my sub. While frustrating, the events are kind of funny.

Anticipation is killing me.

Today is driving me nuts. So close to meeting that sales goal - and of course, not one lead going through. Sigh.

So as always, I am filling the time with blog-hopping. I've touch based on all my favorites - including a new one that I bumped into blog hopping last week and I'm stealing this post from Liz, who I hope doesn't mind. Check out her blog at mathspiffy.blogspot.com (or the link on the side).

Stuff on timers...

Things that should be on timers:

1. Baked goods in the oven.
2. Sporting events.
3. Certain TV shows.
4. The amount of time that any politician is allowed to speak.
5. The amount of time that any politician can stay in office.
6. George W. Bush.
7. Bad relationships.
8. Unhappy times.
9. Misery.
10. Jealousness.

Things that should not be on timers and suck when they are:

1. Exams.
2. Homework schedules.
3. Being young and healthy.
4. Fulfillment.
5. Fun.
6. Carefreeness.
7. Passion.
8. Incredible connections.
9. Bliss.
10. Wonderful Relationships.

Grape Martinis = Good Time

One of my favorite pubs has a Purple Haze martini - which in the past has led to a good old time and many great stories and memories. Due to becoming a "grown up" in the last two years, I haven't had the opportunity to venture there much and have gone through Purple Haze withdrawl ... until a couple weeks ago.

A place in downtown has recently become a regular hang out. On our first visit, I asked the bartender what she was really good at making and she mentioned a grape martini. It was their rendition of the Purple Haze, and it was fantastic. Every Thursday we pop by to hear a musician and I drink the lovely martinis. I've built up a bit of tolerance to them, but the lack of having substantial food (I ate sushi for lunch and some fruit snacks) led to me getting a little tipsy on the flavored drink. It was a great time. With that in mind - I've posted a new recipe on my martini blog which has been ignored in the past months. Please enjoy!

My First Thursday Thirteen

Thirteen Things about Milwaukee Girl I like to read them - so why not join them? Here are 13 things that have gotten on my nerves this week: (1) Comments on people's blogs that are random and have nothing to do with what was posted. "Hey you should check out my blog on mortgage loans ..." Umm, that had nothing to do with being single, having sex, or living in Milwaukee and if you've actually read my blog, you'll realize I don't own a house or plan on buying one - but gee, thanks. (2) Friendship convenience. We are not friends if you don't return my phone calls. You only call when you need something, so I've deleted you from my phonebook. (3) Unreturned emails. I guess it's better than hurt feelings, but I hate the anticipation that I might make a sale, and you never email back. (4) "I need this." Congratulations, but I need to clean my house. I'm 25, sometimes I just want to relax at home. (5) Calories. Why aren't more delicious things covered in peanut butter and chocolate zero in calories? (6) The fact that Related is probably not coming back. I'm not jumping on the Bachelor/Bachelorette band wagon. No way. (7) The flu. Oh, I should've gotten the shot in fall. But I did lose 5 lbs! (8) My blogger friends that are MIA. It's not really on my nerves - I just miss you :( (9) Tom Cruise. You had a kid - millions of people do it every day. (10) Katie Holmes. Run, run, run. Your man is crazy and the whole world feels for you. Please run. (11) Myspace. I have a picture that I previously posted here of my leg and put it on myspace. I've gotten six solicitations to lick my toes. Need I say more? (12) Freeway drivers. You almost hit my car by merging into my lane, but then you slow down to 10 miles an hour. WTF? (13) Sleep. I need to get some, but just haven't had time! Links to other Thursday Thirteens! 1. (leave your link in comments, I’ll add you here!)

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It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood ...

I took a walk around the block to get my mind off of work. I am so close to making my target, but now I don't know if it'll happen.

Yesterday it was cold and rainy, today it is sunny and beautiful. The weather is insane in the good old state of Wisconsin!

Friends only Friends When ...

Have you ever noticed that some people are only in your life at their convenience? I have a good handful of friends that don't return calls unless they need something. In the recent six months, my phone calls have not been returned until I get a message that works as the follows:

"I just got kicked out of my place ..."
"I think I might be pregnant"
"I was looking for a new job and ..."
"Remember that guy you dated, well I want you to call him and hook us up"
"I was wondering if I could get someone who ..."

I have worked my butt off to make the contacts that I have over the last three years, granted if you need someone I probably have a resource that will give it to you for an affordable price, but still. I have also dated a handful of guys, so it might be damn near impossible to meet someone who I haven't kissed or flashed and I will always provide a bed or drink when something happens to you, but how much of a friend are you if you don't even answer my calls when I call you.

Messages I have left to the same people:

"I just quit my job."
"I just found out XY and Z are gay and I've been dating them"
"I can't have kids."
"I just really need a drink tonight"

And NONE, NONE of these have been returned!

Tonight I went to my old stomping grounds after a long day at work (hour wise, not energy wise) and on my second beer the bartender asked me about a comment I made to him when I left last time. I told him I was never coming back (which I frequented this place at least twice a week and dropped between $25 and $100 each time - depending on how long I was there), and he wanted to know why. I informed him that I am NOT an employee any more and half the staff doesn't know me - therefore, when we are having a conversation, I don't want to hear that they need comps or what not. I also informed him I'm sick of people who pretend to be my friend when I walk in, but then won't return my calls (him included). He jumped on the defensive, saying that he's just busy. Then in the next breath asked me for contacts for a business he's launching.

The bad thing is that I know him and I do miss our friendship, so I will give him those contacts but you just can't help to wonder if he'll ever be there when I need him.

A Confident Woman

Have you ever walked down a street and saw a gorgeous man with a not so gorgeous woman and wondered to yourself, "How the hell did that happen?" It was explained to me once upon a time ago by a friend - it's all in one word, confidence. A woman that thinks of herself as sexy will appear more sexy to a man than the most gorgeous woman who lacks it. Is that 100% true, I don't think so, but it deserves some merit.

With that said... I was not so happy with myself because I lacked to even book at $200 class yesterday. I wasn't feeling well and had slapped on some jeans and a t-shirt with my running jacket over the top. I even wore grandma panties. I wasn't feeling the confidence, so it's no wonder I didn't book anything.

Contemplating this when the alarm went off I decided I wouldn't dress to the nine for work - but I'd look like it was business casual and I put on my sexy professional underwear - a nice pin-stripped thong with a little lace and the bra that makes me look like I'm totting D's instead of C's.

The result? I've booked $2K this morning. Three more to go and I have comissions.

So does feeling sexy equate confidence? So far, so good.

Feeling much better

Today I am feeling much better, but not going to tempt fate by eating poorly - on the upside this is the kick that I needed to get back on the health track any how. I did yoga for awhile yesterday to help "center" myself - I forgot how much that stuff kicks your butt! I was more sweaty after 15 minutes of that then I was after 25 on the bike. Depending on how I'm feeling this afternoon, I might walk to my mom's for dinner - it's a mile and a half, if I could do that a couple of times a week that would save gas AND help me whip into shape a bit.

Looks like we're going to Vegas over Labor Day again - a bit soon for my taste, I'd like to actually have time to collect money and since the finances won't actually be in order until July that only gives me two months to collect. A second job is looking pretty nice right now, but most of the bars aren't hiring in the areas that I need them to be.

I didn't book any sales yesterday - I'm so close, but still so far away. This sucks. I've posted all over the place, I've made the calls, I've sent the emails but nada. Here's hoping that today will be a better one.

On a completely opposite note - it seems like everyone around me is indulging in Spring Flings right now. Any person that I did know that was remotely single seems to be hooking up with people, there's nothing like love in the air to make a single person uncomfortable. Half of me wonders why, I've been single for two years now, I should just be ignoring it. Everyone in my life seems to be trying to hook me up with someone as well - but they tend to fall through. My dad actually said he wanted me to go out with this guy - turns out the guy wasn't interested in me, but in my dad. This haunts me even when I'm not picking them up!

I'm getting antsy these days for a relationship, but then I remember the lack of time that I have to put into it so it would ultimately fail anyhow, so what's a girl to do? It's been awhile since I've even randomly made out with someone. I can't even remember the last time I took a nap with someone of the opposite sex - HELL, I haven't even go to the bars with my guy friends! There has been major lack of interaction with people with penises.

Well, guess instead of blogging I should be looking for sales ... I'm sure I'll be back for a noon-er!

Delays in posting ... it happened to me.

This weekend my aunt and uncle had it.
Late last week my grandma had it.
Early last week my brother had it.
The week before that my sister had it and it sent her to the hospital.

At first I thought I did too many Jell-O shots on Gallery Night.
On Sunday I thought it was from the cheap hot dog at the Brewers game.
But, I was done in. I have the flu.

I haven't had the chills in forever, but last night I was under three blankets freezing while sweating my a** off. It makes no sense. This morning was a bit better and I went into work, one bite of my spaghetti and I'm wishing I wouldn't have done it. This sucks.

Gallery Night

Tonight is Gallery Night in the Third Ward in downtown Milwaukee - lots of local artisits on display and area galleries are open late. It's also my boss's celebration, so tonight is going to be crazy insane. We made 378 Jell-O shots for tonight, not to mention ordered a bunch of kegs of beer from the Milwaukee Ale House (Louie's Demise included - yum, yum!) and wine. Ah, the life of artists!

In preperation for tonight, my boss and I went shopping at a little botique on Brady. I love boutiques, I really do but I don't like the pricing. I can't imagine purchasing a shirt for more than $30; however, the woman is a friend to my boss and I found some really cute stuff. Turns out I spent $200 on three things! Ouch! There went any cash that I was anticipating spending this week. Worst of all, two items are on layaway until pay day. Stupid, I know. One of the tops is incredibly cute, and I will be sporting it this evening.

The countdown is already going on in the office, 45 minutes until the intense process of looking like I belong in a gallery. Oye veh!

Last Night

Our first event for a new group that I'm a board member on was last night. For being a brand-spanking new club, still trying to figure out the ranks, we had 40 people show up to hear our Education Speaker. That was pretty darn good if you ask me! However, the club is traditionally for people 32 and younger - then all the people I used to work with at the agency showed up. That was a bit akward.

My favorite line of the night was, "So how are you doing? How is the new job?" Hoping that I would say it was awful when it was quite the contrary. "I love it. I'm doing great. I love the people and I love the format." Smile. Walk away. It was like salt in their wounds, priceless i tell you. Absolutely priceless.

Suing

Funny story. I'm at work hem-hawing about how I need to get more sales. Joking with everyone at work when the phone rings. It's a lawyer. My old employer is being sued and I happened to be managing the night the incident occurred (2002!) so I have to give a deposition. Funny thing is that I remember the incident to a T. She started reading a write up on the incident, I wrote it. So guess who is going to court?

I hate court. They owe me BIG.

Hmm...

I paid $40 for a trim that I could have got at Cost Cutters for $5.00 (it was Tuesday). That irks me. I wasn't thrilled with the new hairdresser, granted - my hair was a mess from the last cut and it was an atrocious eight weeks holding out for growth - but she really didn't do anything but bob-cut it. I had two options - pixie or bob. So that's the news on the hair ...

This week isn't as free flowing as the week before vacation at work. I've sold barely anything. I've sent out 45 emails telling people about classes and I've gotten no responses. I've posted on Craig's, on myspace, on everything - and nada. I'm at my end on how to keep booking. Sales so far are $15K, I need it to be around $60K and the month is already 1/2 over.

I talked to my dear friend the other night and it makes me sad for a number of reasons. (A) I wish she was here, I miss going out - but she's a mom now and even if she was it wouldn't be like old times. (B) She's lost sight of how incredibly beautiful she is and how she deserves the world. I love her husband to death, but he's a constant battle. A 30-something year old autonomously stuck in a 19 year old's personality. I wish he'd realize how lucky he was. And finally (C) I wish I could get down to see her, spend some time. Gas hit $3.09 today and she lives about 300 miles away. While I'm doing better financially, I'm not doing so well that I can take a $150 hit on gas.

As for the old love life, there's no news there. #1 is annoying the crap out of me and I keep going back to thinking that maybe our friendship isn't a good idea. He's notoriously jealous of when I do have any potential in my life, he's very in to him self and he's just - well I guess, he's just the same old guy he always was. It might be the time of year where we all get a little restless for our summertime love.

Time for a change.

Karma isn't the right word for it, but I use it anyway. When I need to change something, bring myself some different kind of luck, I change my hair. Just to recap my last year - I had long blonde hair. Then I had short blonde hair. Then I had medium blonde hair and dyed in light brown. Then I dyed it black. Then it faded to dark brown and I got it cut short. I've kept it medium-ish and brown for the last five or so months. The last time I got it cut my hairdresser was going through a crisis, just broke up with her boyfriend, was broke and signed up for Vegas, etc and she chop-jobbed me. I still gave her a $20 tip even though I hated it. The last eight weeks I've been hoping for the weird angles to grow out, but to my dismay it hasn't. I've hot ironed, I've curled, I've air dryed and I've blow dryed. I've switched shampoos, I've flopped conditioners, I've gone with out washing it - just hoping to look somewhat normal. The layers are still out of whack but I can't take much more of it. Not sure if it's a karma switch or just a switch anymore.

So I called to schedule an appointment yesterday, only to find my dear hairdresser gone! I thought of going back to my older hair dresser who gave me the short blonde, look-like-a-butch cut but opted to try a different hair dresser at the salon I've been going too.

Before signing up I asked how she felt about 80's hair - big, bushy, flipped Farrah Fawcett style. The receptionist assured me she didn't think much of it, so I signed up. There's two things I can't stand - the use of anything electric that buzzes used in conjunction with my head and big hair. No 80's and no pixie cuts here.

The new hairdresser releases me from the over-tipping that I commonly gave to the old one (cuts are $30 and I always gave $50) but I don't know her style. Her name is Zoey - so I'm assuming hip and trendy or hippy baby. I'm just hoping not my mom's age. The one scary moment is that I called yesterday at 3:30 and got in for today at 4:45. She could be new. Just not too new.

We'll see how the day pans out - 2 hours until the cut. I don't even know how to fix what I have. My instructions will be no electric razors, no big hair. Something professional, nothing too short. Something sexy, not slutty. Hmmm ... wonder what she'll come up with?

I'm also tired of the dark hair and toying with dye-ing it tonight as well.

Enough with hair. I think I've been lying to myself about not wanting a relationship. Post-vacation always does this too me. I always wish for the pick up at the airport, the flowers or at least the kiss. Granted my kitty head butted me in his "I missed you" fashion and my vibrator roared from not being used and got me off in a 5 minute display of affection. But there's something lacking.

#1 and I have been fighting. I get mad because he solicites me for sex and even when I consider it I have to go to his dirty apartment to do it. So I don't. Then he gets mad. He's horrible in bed, why would I even want to do it. Plus he bit my nipple off just a couple months ago (check out December posts for that story - it hurts to even think about it). He still does the same thing that he did when we were actually seeing eachother - it's always him. It's always go to him, do this for him, be there for him. I suggest doing something different and he wants to stay in. Then he tells me I blow him off and guilt trips me. I ignore him. I get over it in a week and apologize - the same damn circle. He's a great friend, don't get me wrong, but he's a little crazy (probably why I like him so much anyhow).

The sad thing is that he's the only boy in my life right now. The baby's daddy scared me from anything. I haven't met anyone when going out lately. I go out with friends and hang out with friends and go home by myself. I don't mind the out and the hanging, but I would like to not go home by myself or call someone when I'm done.

Back to reality

Vacation is over. no more being drunk at 10am and continuing until midnight. No more dingings and blinking lights. Just good old Milwaukee.

I don't have anything over adventerous to report from Vegas. I was there with my mom so no flirtations happened, just drinking and walking and gambling. But it was relaxing. It was interesting waking up with no pains in my shoulder from sleeping on my rock hard bed or feeling like I needed to return that phone call ASAP. No email checking, no online access in fact (I thought I would need to buy it at least one day - but ended up not needing too!), there was nothing I had to do any day for five days. It was great.

While I didn't hit it big, I did come back with money which made me happy since that's never happened before! Even after a drunken state left me dropping my wallet - only to have it discovered by my mom an hour later, sans the $100 cash in it (but all ID and check cards were present). At the end of the day I came back with new sunglasses, a watch and $150. Not too bad.

This weekend was hectic - I have yet to unpack and do laundry, hell I have yet to sleep a full night. There was a lot of running around to be done to prep for Easter. I had just spent a week with my mom and preceeded to spend the entire weekend with her as well, cleaning and making salads for our huge Easter dinner. My poor cat. He's been all alone for over a week.

This week isn't looking much better. Tonight, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and BOTH Saturday and Sunday are booked. I miss vacation.

It's official.

Vegas vacation is here. The plane leaves in three hours. I've been up since 2am. We've just started with the showers and what not. I'm pumped to relax for the week. Cash is in hand and I'm ready to leave! Starbucks coffee countdown ... two hours.

It's Friday with One Hour Left!

It is now 4:00 - which means one hour left of work then crazy running around. I'll have to buy a swimsuit, french nail manicure set and fake eyelashes tonight - all in the name of Vegas.

I'm incredibly excited to go on vacation, yet sad because my sales are REALLY good this week and if I could emmulate the same thing over the next three weeks, I'd end up with a commissions check. I guess I'll just have to majorly bust butt when I'm back.

The weather isn't looking so up in Veg-town, so much for sunbathing but who am I kidding? I'll be too drunk or too sucked into the blinking lights and sounds of "cha-ching" in metal trays (or the fake sound, since everything works by chit now) to put on the swim suit I'll go crazy looking for tonight.

The odd thing is if I would have stayed at the old job, I would be craving this break. Now, I don't feel like I need the break anymore! I'm glad I'm going it's not that desperate need to go anymore though.

In the land of boys - I got two phone calls while passed out on opening day asking me to go out with them. Neither left their number and the cell phone was off. Guess it's just not meant to be. We went to a great restaurant called "RipTide" last night after a networking event and heard Marc Ballini play - very Jack Johnson-esque so if you're into that visit him on myspace.com! He's very adorable :) But not single.

Alright, I'm going to finish things up at work and then I'll chat a bit this weekend. While on hiatous I'll make sure I take drunken pictures of debauchery.

Three Days ...

Until I'm on a plane.
Until drunken debauchery.
Until gambling.
Until what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas
(except on an anonymous blog!)

Celebrity Crap

Two things.

1. See this article http://channels.netscape.com/celebrity/story.jsp?floc=ns-tos-popc-h-13&idq=/ff/story/3027/20060404/1032270211.htm&brand=wenn&maxstories=5&storyterm='britney+spears'&maxphotos=5&phototerm='britney+spears'+NOT+sculpture. I pose this question - has Britney Spears done ANYTHING not tacky since she married K-Fed? I used to be a big fan of hers and I still feel for the poor "I want a family so I'll marry a guy who has proven he can produce kids" Spears, but seriously ...

2. And this article. http://channels.netscape.com/celebrity/whisper.jsp?floc=ns-tos-popc-h-14¤t=17 on Tom Cruise. It's great he's in love and he's a fan of his religon but can we PLEASE stop with the attention-needs please. I'm a middle child and I don't even crave all this! It's irritating to still see him grace the covers of magazines and web pages because I sincerely think no one really cares, we just want to know how far off the deep end he's gone.

Let's Make a Deal

You don't have to pay interest - just pay it back :) Yeah! That's some extra cash in the old checking account. I'm buying a swimsuit and some fake eyelashes for Vegas - the rest is purely for doing things I'd need to confess if I was Catholic (thank God for being Lutheran)!

I'm so excited about my job - looks like I'll hit my goal for the month of $20K - anything above and beyond is commission. I'll need to find someone to that needs some production work done. The goal of paying off bills is within reach, especially if I can nail down a bartending job when I get back. Ideally it would be great to get most of my car paid off and two of the many student loans.

In other news, if you're a guy you may not want this information, I got a friendly visitor today - something I'm not supposed to get. I'm on Depo (for no apparent reason except the fact that I hate getting my period and never get one on this bad boy) and surprise! I guess that's what I get when I work with mostly females.

In TV news - LOST was good as always. I went by mom's to chill out and relax.

In getting thin news - I'm doing horrible at it. I need to get the energy up and at least work out in the mornings if not do something I've never done, and start running. The forecast is calling for snow and my body for sleep - so we'll see how that gamble turns out.

Last but not least, this concludes another hump day - the count down is officially on and it's only five days until Vegas. Tomorrow is insane with a networking event at lunch and one after work. Friday is going to be packing, as I've just picked up a shift on Saturday at work (comp time - gotta love it!).

I can't believe it's almost Easter. I can't believe it's almost Vegas! It's bad to have those statements in the same sentence ...

Oh one more item-of-note: Want a cute, free e-card? Visit Hoops & Yoyo on Hallmark.com - they are awesome!

Today's Ramblings

So - my tad bit of complaining was a little unfounded. Turns out the HRA people didn't receive a couple of my faxes, now the earliest I can get the check is next Friday. How funny is that? Seriously. All the cash is coming in when I get back from Vegas. So I decided to pull the Daddy card. I could smack myself. Tonight is negotiations with Pops, I will try to negotiate a $300 loan which will, indefinitely, cost me $350. Not to mention I'm late on rent too. Eh-gad.

In commission related news - I booked my $3100 sale today :) Oh joy! Sales for the month, two days in, are around $5K. Hopefully I'm not using up all my luck here, I'd prefer it in Vegas.

I'm hoping to ditch out of work around 5:00, just in time to play "Let's make a deal" and get the check to the bank. I do still have to buy a swimsuit and fake eyelashes.

Elementary my dear Watson

Is apparently no place to send your kids! Yet another woman gets busted for banging a 13 year old student - and the catch! She let his 12 year old friend watch! ICK.

What $92.00 can buy

A tank of gas (40)
A container of cat litter (7)
A new razor (8)
A pair of sunglasses (10)
DVD's for old co-worker's son's graduation (10)
A new tank top (10)

And about $6.00 something left over.

I forgot to buy toothpaste. So much for cash for Vegas.

One More Thing ...

Working with a hang over sucks. I've stated that. The time is going slow and I just want to race home and see if my check is there. The mail arrives in 45 minutes. I have a meeting in two hours and 15 minutes. I will get hom in approximately three hours and 45 minutes. Tick tock, tick tock.

In my search for new business, I went blog-hopping to look for graphic artists. I've gotten paid all day to read people's blog - this is great! I've bumped into a lot of "God Blogs" - of which I have no problem reading, but there was a lot of them. Some people are cross-the-line God bloggers, a little to much bible in the text for my taste and some are very tactfully done.

There's a few sprinkles of God at Overanalyzed, but incredibly tactfully done. I like these kinds of blogs that it's about someone's life and their beliefs play into it. When I read these I think I should go to church. Then the "Next Blog" Navigation bar takes me to the line-crossers and I tap dance away.

I've also seen a lot of political blogs today, it's very interesting to read political thoughts I think. I don't come across political, but I have strong opinions - I just choose to keep them to myself. It's doubtful that I will pull you over to my side if I argue with you, so let's have a martini and move on.

Then there are the pregnancy blogs, which are endearing. There are blogs written from the baby's prespective and blog's co-written by mom and dad. There's A LOT of pictures. It makes being a parent fun-looking, though I'm not jumping on any beds and spreading my legs to become one anytime soon. There is one very endearing blog, and I could kick myself for not noting the blog address, of a dad who writes letters to his son every day. It started with the announcement, then you can read his emotions when he finds out he has special needs and then the letters continue. The best part is that the guy will give the letters to his son on his 18th birthday - in the meantime it's secret. It's fabulous.

Then there are random blogs like mine - also very fun. It's this whole little world of anonymus and semi-anonymous letters. It's amazing.

In other non-random blog reading news, I think I've drank enough liquids to even out my alchol dehydration - though the sleepiness is kicking in. Stay up to get the check!! I will got buy those cute pants if it comes, along with fake eyelashes and cat food. Oh, I do have to get a swimsuit. That money isn't going to go far. Eek.

I've made $8K in sales this month so far - it's only the 4th, but it makes me nervous because I'm gone all next week. Hopefully our specials will go out for tomorrow and I'll get some more from that. Any of you readers want to learn graphic design in Milwaukee?

The Morning After

It's the morning after officially. Isn't it remarkable how everything omitted from your body, sweat, coughing, etc just smells like booze - and of course, it's when you can't even stand the sight of alchol not to mention the smell, that you smell like it. Ick.

It's Tuesday, wonderful Tuesday. I'm leaving work probably around 5:30. Ideally I'll have a magical check waiting for me because the cat just ran out of food and he's a big guy that doesn't like not getting fed. I also need to start getting ready for Vegas.

We just checked the weather - rain all four days we are there. There goes the idea of sitting in the sun to avoid spending money we don't have. Oops.

Over Analyzed: I wanna be at the top of the tree

This is a great little poem I thought I'd share!

Over Analyzed: I wanna be at the top of the tree

It's 3am

and I'm hung over. Go Brewers! They won! :)

I'm having that moment where I know I should be sleeping, but I passed out at 7:30 last night so my body won't let me. I've drank a soda and a bottle of water, I still don't have to pee. Can someone say dehydration.

In my 3am stuper - I turned on the cell phone that ran out of juice yesterday and got two new voicemails. I totally forgot that I'd given out my card to numerous people and two wanted to hook up. I met several by the same name, so I'm hoping that at least one of them was the cutey boy with the rock solid abs.

In hilarity of opening day and drinking at 9am (this is Wisconsin!), I had to pee so bad on the bus on the way to the game that I had the bus pull over. Yes, that was slick.

Then, out smoking, I flashed some guys for a free beer. Classy I must admit.

Well here's to either a shower or going back to bed!

Deep Breath

Over my little vent from the other day, just still waiting on the checks so that I could have some cash to fill the gas tank.

In other news, I went shopping with my mom today and actually found a really cute pair of pants at Kohl's - better news, they are buy one get one! I tried them on for fun and she said she knew how short I was on cash and I haven't bought anything for myself in ages, so she bought them for me :) I can't wait to wear them!

In tomorrow news - it's opening day! GO BREWERS!

Is it an April Fools joke?

GRRR.

If you can't tell this is a post about my other job. Here's something I don't get. You charged me $300 a month for insurance. This insurance plan was crap - but the nice thing was HRA Reimbursement, they pay 1/2 your deductible, just submit your bills and they'll cut you a check.

The day I left I submitted a bill, two days later I submitted another bill. Four days later, two more. One week later, two more. Last week another three. It's been four weeks since I left coming up this week and I have yet to get a check for any of the money. I got an email saying that I'll get a check this week for $100 (out of the $400), I thought great! This helps out with the no income over the last couple of weeks.

I thought, fabulous. I'll fill my tank with gas and I'll get a new swim suit for Vegas. I even thought, whew! I'll have some cash for Vegas. But no. No check at all and it's Saturday - same city, mail comes the next day.

In the meantime I've spent $40 to work on a DVD for a former employee with out getting any money for it. I have to go buy more DVDs before I can make the other two copies the employee needs. But here's the deal - no check (for which MY $300 over the last five months has paid for) and I can't make your DVDs.

Thank god I have $18.00 in my checking account so I can put 5 gallons of gas in my car and pray they actually put the check in the mail on Monday so it arrives Tuesday. In the meantime, the upside would be that I have to quit smoking because I can't buy any!