Sunday, January 22, 2006

What do we need to have a good time? OH! I know! Liquor, a Moo-Moo and Gabrielle!!

I have to stop with the ebay. It's getting out of control. Yesterday, with justification from a friend, I bought an autographed picture of the Will & Grace cast (with certificate of authenticity). As I see it however, because I'm so young and impressionable (please, don't laugh), but I blame my friend. A friend, to me by definition, is to be my moral compass, justifier of all things... This friend told me, "OMG, buy it!" So I did. If we are going to blame anyone, it's him!

Nothing new at my end... I don't lead the life of a fabulous B/E/G (Brown Eyed Girl). So jealeux! I need to get a life. This weekend, I did absolutely nothing, I mean nothing. I've decided that I have to get out there and meet new people. Right now, I do get to hang around with B/F/I/P (Boyfriend in progress, we still don't have title), which kinda makes it hard some days. Save that for another blog.

With it being Sunday, today is my day to slap on the high heels, pearls and become June Cleaver. Without the pearls, it just a regular Friday night -- KIDDING! Plus, I plan a starting to read my GMAT prep book. Swear to Yahweh, everytime I think about that test, I get hives. Too dramatic?

Later days!

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

So, I wanna be smart... No worries, we'll give you an MBA

So, I got the word today... Work is going to pay for my MBA! I'm sooo flippin' (yes I'm a hick) excited about this. I want to go further in life, and this will be a huge help getting my professional life on track. WOW, I think I had a Dr. Phil moment, but sans cheesy moustache.

So, Class of 2010 (I'm going to school part-time), here I come!

I let it slipped that I had a blog to the guy I'm seeing (AKA Guy). I have some stuff in there about him. Should I let him read it? If I did, would I end up censoring myself in this damn thing? Should I wear my Kenneth Cole shoes to work tomorrow?

My roommate is going away for the weekend to Halifax tomorrow (Thursday). I'm gonna be alone for the entire weekend. He's the only I really hang out with, sad I know. I really have to get out there and be more damn socialable. Guy is doing Friday Night Poker with his friends and dinners, so I won't be seeing him either. Don't get me wrong, we don't need to be together 24/7... I think that I want to see more of him though. We live in the same city, but I feel that I'm missing him more than seeing him. Man, I have to block Dr. Phil on the tube.

Later Days!

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Heard you're in Therapy.... Yeah, retail therapy is all the rage.

I have a confession... Yes, we're going to have a moment. I'm addicted to eBay. It's become unnatural.

The other day, I came across a deal for an alarm clock cordless phone combo. See, I need a new alarm clock and I need to new phone for my bedroom. Stubbling across this lovely was pure luck. This alarm clock is cute, and it's colour, pewter. Needless to say with a colour like that, I was in love! [Climax] There was only 50 seconds left on the auction! What do I do? Do I bid? Do I wait? Are there more out there? Needless to say, I bid and won! YAY! Or is it? [Sudden Reversal] The alarm clock is missing a bunch of accessories. By accessories, I'm not talking a fabulous Hermes scarf or bag, but like, I dunno, power adapter and cordless phone battery. DAGGERS! No worries pumkins, I've bought the other parts, but it wasn't quite the deal I thought it was. Moral of the story, just because it's on sale, doesn't mean you have to buy it, especially if you only have 50 seconds.

I started week two of my new position at work. I have no idea what I'm doing yet, but I'm liking it. I'm dealing more with people (I'm a people person), and people are actually coming to me with problems. AND, this is the best part [wait for it], I know the answers. Who knew that I am as smart as I am pretty!

You know it's sad when you blog about an eBay purchase. I need a life.

BTW, I'm at 11 pounds of total weight loss with abs starting to show! I'm gonna be hot soon! YAY ME!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

I'm gonna bring back Paisley... Ohhhhhhhh, a new hobby?

I have something that I need to do this year. I want to bring back paisley, namely because I have this shirt I really enjoy... I would really like to wear in public. I want to come out of the closet in a loud purple paisley shirt. Is that too much to ask? Meh.

So, the guy that I've been seeing (again, still don't have title) told me about this job he wants to apply for... In Calgary. ACK! I mean, this would be a great opportunity for him, and I know it's been only two months, but I just wished he would stay put. Selfish I know, so don't start. Just that I really like this guy, and I want to give it a shot. You know what I mean?

Gee, the way I'm writing this blog, you wouldn't think that I was in my mid (cough cough) twenties.

Then again, a job posting came up at work today for a job that's opened up in my home town. I'm not sure if I want to move. Saint John is starting to grow on me (aka I'm regressing) and I may go back to school part-time to get my Masters (which my current employer might pay for). If my boss won't pay for my Masters, maybe it would be ok to apply for this other job? I'm whining over stupid shit, again. See, I just got moved into a new job at work, and I think it might be good for me. If I did apply and get this other job in my hometown, I'd feel kinda guilty for leaving my current job. I really have to see if I can get my conscience surgically removed, it's such a hindrance.

Later Days!

Sunday, January 01, 2006

I've been dating someone for two months now... OMG, have you named the cats yet?!

Ok, time to face facts... I'm not exactly great with relationships and even worse in a relationship. I'm a total git (I have no idea what git means, but I feel that it applies here). For some reason I become paranoid. I question everything. For example, something like; He's not sitting on the sofa with me... Is he mad at me? Do I have bougars hanging from my nose? Am I bad in bed?" You know the regular stuff. At this point, I'm convinced that I'm not the only one who goes through this.

So, I just spent the last five nights at his place. Yes, five nights in a row. We were hanging out, I helped him paint his spare bedroom and spare bathroom. We rung in the New Year together (Sidebar: very low key, but great). I have to admit, I'm scared shitless right now... I mean, I'm really starting to like this guy. I haven't told him that, well for a few reasons. The first would be it's only been two months and don't want to send him screaming off into the sunset like a cheesy western movie from the 60's.

Another thing though, is that he's not out. Well, he's met a few of my friends and they met him as the guy I'm seeing (we haven't given each other boyfriend title yet). A few people have suggested that I shouldn't date someone still in the closet. But I've been there, and I can remember the broad range of fears, emotions and hopes that I had experienced. I can understand how B/F/I/P (Boyfriend In Progress; until title is given) feeling... At least I can be there for him when he needs a shoulder to lean on.

Ok, off to watch "Clueless on DVD" and shopping for a cell phone upgrade...

Later days!