And evidentally it's a fourth bottle of Smirnoff. I knew I should have stopped at three...but I was having too much fun. Oh well. It'll pass. And Christmas shopping with a hang over serves it's purpose...it prevents you from over thinking every gift-therefore your shopping gets done in record time. Actually I'm still not done-but at least I've gotten a good portion of my shopping done.
Oh, by the way...I feel my blogging addiction coming on full force. Be forewarned.
Two weeks ago I went out on a date with one of my coworkers. It wasn't a terrible date, just a tad uncomfortable as the date started out on a wrong foot and I could tell that my date was embarrassed/bothered by it.
Last week he asked me out again but I cancelled due to the weather not being great...and quite honestly, I wasn't much in the mood to go through the dating motions. I did suggest that perhaps we tried again this week and so I wasn't too surprised when late Sunday morning I got a phone call from coworker asking if I wanted to go out.
The weather wasn't great again but using that excuse a second time in a row wouldn't be fair to him. So in a flash of genius I invited him over to play pool. He agreed and a few hours later he arrived and the two of us went downstairs to shoot a few games of pool.
I have to say that having him here was a great idea. I was relaxed and after a few games of pool he was able to relax and have fun. We chatted and laughed and managed to shed our "work personas". He's actually really shy but he was able to come out of his shell. So after awhile I suggested me watch a movie (which we paused half way as my friend was making dinner for the three of us and I felt like I should give her a hand).
It was a really relaxing and fun day. I'm already looking forward to hanging out with him again.
I had the worst night's sleep Thursday night into Friday morning. Of course I also had to wake up extra early Friday morning for work, so that made things all the more aggravating.
At about 11p, for no apparent reason I bolted out of bed, sure that my alarm had gone off. I think I got about half way to the door when I realized that it was only 11pm and I still had a good five and a half hours left to sleep. So, after a trip to the bathroom I headed back to bed and quickly fell asleep.
About two, two and a half hours later I once again bolted awake-but this time is was due to that blasted alarm system going on...set off by "the brother". If that wasn't bad enough, the argument between siblings that erupted after kept me awake-heart pounding-for quite awhile longer.
I did fall back asleep, but woke up before my alarm for a third time and instead of trying to fall back asleep for a few more pathetic minutes, I dragged myself out of bed. Needless to say, I felt like crap the rest of the day. By the time I finally got out of work...the last thing I wanted to do was go straight home as I knew I'd probably just end up laying down and falling asleep way too early. So I walked around the mall for a half hour or so...picked up a few magazines to peruse while I waited for my friend to come home from work (which as it turned out wasn't until after nine). I came home, ordered some Chinese food and went back out to pick it up. I came home, ate, called my dad (who was going to have my mom call when she got home from work) and I settled down to look at the magazines...when I fell asleep for a few hours.
To say it was a bad morning would be an understatement. To say I nearly caused a domestic World War III would be a much better assessment. And the worst part? It was totally out of my control. But I feel pretty badly about it.
It started out with my friend's brother (who recently moved back home, much to the frustrations of my friend), not setting the security alarm properly. He did not disarm the motion detector-which of course went off as soon as I tried to walk through the house (though, why it didn't go off sooner is beyond me). Of course the alarm scared the living bejesus out of me, woke up both my friend and her brother and probably cost the cats a life or two. But the alarm was quickly turned off and things went back to normal...or so I thought.
I finished getting ready for work and went outside to start up my car so it would be defrosted and nice and toasty when I had to leave. I did not notice anything wrong with it and I returned inside to play on the computer until it was time to leave.
As soon as I got in my car, I had the distinct feeling that something wasn't quite right. I couldn't put my finger on it though, so I proceeded to pull out of the drive way and up the road. I had only been driving for a minute or two when a feeling of deja vu hit me. My car was acting the same way as it did a few weeks back when I had to take it to a mechanic to get a coil replaced. I turned straight around and went back home. I attempted to borrow my friend's car but she suggested that I take the car her dad normally uses as he's not at home (he's on vacation). Her brother had been using it, so we had to wake him up to get the keys...which of course started the huge argument between brother and sister after I drove away. I didn't know about the fight until I got home from work...and yeah, I feel really guilty now. And completely fed up with my car to the point that I'm already considering replacing it not even a year after I purchased it.
But in good news...my youngest sister "The Diva" might be making the trek up north to visit me over Christmas!
1. Caught up on ALL my emails.
2. Put together my new desktop.
3. Set up Firefox and said desktop to my liking.
4. Cooked breakfast this A.M.
5. Accomplished some Christmas shopping.
6. Caught up with television.
7. Caught up on SLEEP!
8. Finished a book and started a new one.
I'm feeling quite a bit better now...just bummed that the weekend flew by so quickly and come tomorrow morning it's back to work. But I will deal (and yes, I am working the Holiday-so no break for me).
Thursday didn't start out too well...not only did I realize that my paycheck was missing (which thankfully is safe and sound now)...but my car decided to breakdown. Luckily it gave me enough warning so that I was able to turn around and go home before I got stranded at the side of the road...so I had to borrow a car and was late to work. I was pretty bummed out and not quite looking forward to the weekend.
Things did start looking up though, thankfully. I was referred to a guy that works on cars by a coworker and he was able to look at my car Thursday night and fixed it on Friday. My lost check was returned by a honest and kind individual.
Friday wasn't a bad work day. After a week of almost constant stress it was a fairly stress free day and I actually had a bit of down time. Things got sort of interesting right before I left however when a coworker approached me with the news that a fellow coworker wanted to ask me out on a date-but he was too shy to ask me himself. Interesting. I had honestly never considered the thought, but I agreed to the date.
My mother arrived without any problems and we had a nice visit. The trip in the city to the Christmas Show at Radio City Music Hall was a success and we all enjoyed the show immensely. The only downside was that it was FREEZING this weekend...much colder than the average temps for this time a year.
Today my mom and I went out to breakfast and she headed home. I came back here and not long after my phone rang...it was the coworker wanting to know if I wanted to do something today. EVen though I was kind of tired I agreed and we decided to go for lunch, and from there we went to go see Changeling which was very good, though, quite sad.
There was no sparks on the date, but I did enjoy his company and so I hope that if anything, we'll become friends.
November has not been kind to me. It has been busy and stressful and I'm more than ready to see the month come to an end.
I have been under a tremendous amount of stress lately...from work, from family, from my car, and my personal life. It feels as though every time I think that things are going to get a little better-I get thrown again. My depression is back.
But I don't feel like dwelling on that, at least for tonight. Tonight I had my faith in humanity restored. Last week I wasn't able to make it to the bank to deposit my latest paycheck. I had questions about it, so I didn't stop at the bank on Thursday (pay day) and Friday I drove home to NJ. Since this week was really hectic at work I completely forgot that I hadn't made it to the bank. I didn't think of it until today and so during a quiet moment at work I attempted to find the paycheck...only to find that the paycheck was nowhere in my bag...or at least that I could see. I came home and began a more through search. I still could not find it, and finally decided that perhaps I had either deposited it and subsequently forgot that I had deposited it...or worst case scenario...I dropped it somewhere....which obviously did not sit very well with me.
In the mail today, I found my paycheck. I have no idea who found it and sent it to me, but I am extremely grateful. I know that it was sent from Middletown, NY...but other than that, I am at a loss. I would really love to thank them though so hopefully one day I will have the opportunity.
(my mother is coming to visit this weekend, so I won't be back to blogging again until Sunday after she leaves).
Growing up, Halloween was always a bit lame. Trick or Treating was during the day. There were no worthwhile parties. I'm not a big fan of candy (shocking I know)...an d I hate scary movies.
I wasn't really looking forward to Halloween. I did buy a costume as I had been planning on setting up for a Halloween Party-but thanks to miscommunication skills that did not work out.
Halloween night I was sitting at home, watching some stupid non scary movie on tv and waiting for my friend to come home from work. I figured that I would just wind up going to bed kind of early.
My friend called home after she was done with work and asked if I still wanted to go to a party that I can casually mentioned earlier in the week that I had heard advertised on the radio. I figured what the hell and told her that I was game.
She came home and we threw together a costume for her (biker chick) and I got into my costume. We left the house and drove down to the waterfront to the bar that the party was being held at.
We waited in line to get let in. We amused ourself by looking at the other costumes people had come up with...directly behind us were two guys dressed as sperm, a guy dressed as Michael Phelps.
We finally get into the party and try to make our way through the crowd of people-not an easy task. We're heading for the bar when a guy stops me and asks me where my drink was. I chatted with him for a minute and then he disappeared in the crowd of people.
We got our drinks and we headed outside in order to get some air and get away from all the other people. We were standing outside for a short time when a guy comes over to me and starts talking to me. He and my friend seem to hit it off pretty well and we end up hanging out with the new guy and his buddies. They were all pretty nice, and it ended up being a pretty fun night.
Yesterday my friend and I headed into the city...probably not a good idea after not getting home until after 3am. We didn't have much fun, and ended up coming home after a few hours but next time we go we'll have a better idea of what we want to do.
November is going to be a really busy month for me. Next weekend I'm working overtime on Friday night. There's a semi formal for our guys, and I'm driving them to and from where the formal is. The following weekend I'm going to head home to Jersey to spend the weekend with my parents and siblings...and then the following weekend my mother is driving up here on Friday and Saturday we're going to head into the city together to go see the Christmas show at Rockefeller Center (my birthday/Christmas present to her). She'll be leaving on Sunday.
Last night was the New Kids on the Block show. This past summer, when the show was announced my friend and I decided to buy the tickets for "shits and giggles". We were highly amused that the former teenage hearthrobs had come out of retirement 15 years after they called it quits 15 years ago.
After the miserable experience I had at the Hanson show, I was not really looking forward to the concert. The only reason I was looking forward to the show was that it was at Madison Square Gardens and it was a reason to travel into NYC.
We headed into the city early in the afternoon and headed for lunch and play at Dave and Busters. I'm still recovering from the bill, but we had fun. We then proceeded to wander around Times Square and kill time before the show.
We got to the venue a bit before 8 and spent the next half hour or so finding our seats. We finally were seated (way at the tippity top of the venue) and endured the tail end of a singer named Lady Gaga who resembled a mixture of Baby Spice and Hannah Montana. Natasha Bedingfield took the stage next and while she was better than Lady Gaga, she still was not very impressive.
Finally, at long last NKOTB took the stage...and they put on an awesome show. It was a mixture of songs from their latest album, their "classic" hits and even their solo hits. They all had their turn to shine on stage and the break must have done them all good as they were in top form. They still can hit all the notes, they still can dance. And the crowd? Still full of screaming girls...which I found very contagious and fun!
I never was a NKOTB fan...not TOO surprising as I was about 7 at the height of their career. I remember some of their songs. I remember the merchandise, the cartoon show that I would occasionally watch (anyone else remember it? Hilarious!). I just didn't buy into it as even as a 7 year old I was my own person...but last night, I had a change of heart. Granted, I probably won't be rushing to the store to buy their albums...I will not be buying their teeshirts, buttons, posters, lunchboxes...etc. But I will readily admit that beneath all of that...is a pretty decent group.
If you haven't noticed, I have been very busy lately. Since last weekend up until today I have barely been home at all. The only day this week that I came home straight from work and did not go back out was Thursday. And I went to bed insanely early that day.
Right now I'm on a four day weekend from work. Tomorrow I will be in NYC to attend a New Kids on the Block concert at Madison Square Garden. Yesterday I spent the day (and night as I did not return home until about noon today) trolling around Poughkeepsie attending a Hanson concert and post partying it up at a friend's house. I am now questioning my sanity and my friend's sanity.
If you don't live in the Mid Hudson Valley area...you are probably unaware that it rained yesterday. Being that it's coming into November...it was one of those freezing cold rains. The type of rain where...if you are stuck out in it you'd swear that you'll never be warm again. The concert started at 8pm. Doors opened at 7:30...my friend and I arrived at the venue at noon. Yes, noon. Prior to the concert there was to be a mile walk for charity and awareness for Poverty and AIDS in Africa which we planned to participate in...and my friend wanted to stalk...I mean, try to meet the band.
So we arrived at noon and waited three hours for the Walk to start. We did the Walk...managed to meet the drummer (who resembles Animal from the Muppets) and then returned to the venue. We got a bit of dinner and returned to stand in line...and that's when the rain started. We had no umbrella. No coats to protect us. For awhile a fellow fan and her friend let us shelter under their umbrella but then we ended up getting shifted around and lost sight of one another. And so for the next two hours we stood in the rain with no protection. It was cold. It was wet...and finally, right before I convinced myself that I was going to die of hypothermia and willed my Led Zeppelin box set to The Bookworm via text message...we were finally allowed in.
The show was okay. Not being a Hanson fan I really didn't know the songs minus a few from their newest album which my friend made me a copy of so I'd be prepared for the show. They didn't play "Georgia" which I had been looking forward to...but it wasn't terrible. Just would have been nicer had I been dry and warm rather than freezing cold and soaked to the bone.
After the show we headed to our mutual friend's house to spend the night instead of driving home when it was so late and we were tired. It probably would have been better had we just headed home for various reasons...but we spent the night, barely got any sleep (at least I didn't since I was so physically uncomfortable on the sofa bed) and this morning we headed back home.
Right now I'm physically and mentally exhausted. I definitely did not have the best time of it, both at the concert and afterwards. My friend and I had quite a few near fights. We're fine now but I'm kind of keeping my distance at the moment...I'm also trying to sort my head around an incident that happened yesterday. I'm trying to figure out the best course of action in regards to that.
I don't think that my emotions can handle another weekend like that. I'm glad for the trip to the city tomorrow. Hopefully we'll get there early and get a chance to walk around the city a bit...let me take some pictures (which I didn't even bother with yesterday) and just have a good time at tomorrow night's show.
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