A taste of drama

I dropped my car off yesterday morning to get 4 new tires and to replace a headlight, Mike dropped me off at the train. I got off the train in the early evening and it was raining, I was wearing a fleece and not a rain jacket and it was dark, and cold. And I had to walk to get my car, it was a little over a mile. And it was raining, and cold and dark.
The entire time I was walking I was trying to figure out if I should be mad at Mike for not being there to pick me up at the train. I mean I said I would walk to get my car but I wasn't expecting it to rain and Mike didn't know if would rain so it wasn't his fault. But by the time I got to the car place my hair was plastered to my head, my fleece was soaked and I was splashed by 2 cars. I walked in, shelled out $350 for the work on my car and told Mike on the phone that he could make his own damn dinner.
I did apologize when I got home, I was mad at the situation and annoyed that I had to walk over a mile in the cold rain and pay that much for my car. I hate car shit!

http://perezhilton.com/2009-11-22-diddy-wastes-3-million-on-his-40th

Okay, WTF! P.Diddy/Puff daddy/Diddy/Puffy spent 3 million dollars on hs 40th birthday party....3 million dollars, 3 million!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF! For a party, a day celebrating his birth, a day that really I don't want to celebrate, he spent that much money on one GD day! Okay, that's it I am writing to what's his face and saying hey you, mr.man, you need to stop with this excessive bullshit spending. You know what would make me happy, $50,000, that is all I need for a down payment on a house, thats it! And then I gots the rest, so that is what, your shrimp cocktail budget? Bullshit! This is an example of why I can't watch a show like "Real Housewives of non-working, plastic surgery, prada wearing, never say anything worth anything county", I think thats what its called.

Such excessive spending on stupid crap is incredibly hard to watch and not vomit when you are trying to make a life for yourself and establish a future and you are struggling to get enough money to buy a home. Ick, dude, give $50k to me and give the rest to the American Heart Association you piece if shit.

Child please.

Book buying mishaps

So after a night of foolish drinking while in Ireland I woke up with a headache and a sense of self-loathing. We were in Galway and it was our last day, we went around town and I stopped into a book store while Mike and his cousin Daniel sat outside and enjoyed some ice cream. Still with a heavy head I went to the self help section and picked up a book titled "Beating the Booze". I often go to extremes after a bad spell of something, few days of always eating dessert I will sign up for weight watchers again or state that I am going to go to the gym 5 days a week. After a day of normalcy I quickly abandon these loafy goals.
So anywho...I picked up this book a few days ago and started to read it and ummm...I bought it in Ireland so its full of English dialect type words and reading it makes my head hurt trying to figure out WTF a teetotaler is?
I need a drink.

Growing up

I was thinking about something today, Mike has tomorrow off and the Pats are on tonight at 8 and he wanted to go out somewhere and watch the game...but he can't find anyone to go out with. Problem is its a Sunday and most people we know are grown ups, or at least people who are good at pretending to play grown up. People now have jobs where we can't stay out late drinking and call in sick the next day, we have careers now or are at least are in positions where people depend on us. Or people have children and you can't leave a 5 year old at home with a bag of chips and a DVD and stumble in around 3am and take care of them in the morning.

I thinks its safe to say that we are on our way to being grown ups, almost all of the couples we know have kids or are currently expecting.

Its so weird because I feel as if we could just hang out in jeans and hoodies and eat pizza and drink beer forever.

Facebooking

I recently posted a status on facebook that said something like: "Maybe instead of looking for sympathy on facebook people should seek therapy" because I was getting annoyed at status updates appearing in my news feed that said: "everyday is a bad day for me", "I have a migraine :-(, and all other like facebook fighting, and once in a while these are fine but a lot of the people that I grew up with in Pittsfield had these status updates every friggin day. And then I realized that I don't give a crap about any of these people and unfriended all of them. I was interested in the beginning like how these people turned out and what they and their families looked like but I don't want to keep up with these people. I knew some from summer camp and some from middle school and really, I haven't laid eyes on these people in 15 years! (Which is GD horrifying that I have known people for that long!)
I really like the friends I have, especially the ladiez (well and Ryan) that I have known for years and we have been through crap that bonds people. So if I haven't seen you since summer camp when you were the most popular girl and I well, wasn't, I don't really want to know why your life sucks because you had a kid when you were 17 yrs old and now you have to work 2 jobs because the baby daddy left you.
What? I'm just being honest!

Wrong store

I was in Burlington, VT this past weekend, visiting my ol' college town and my friend Candy. I went with my friend Erin and the 3 of us got together because we all used to work in the ER in registration, we hadn't seen Candy in 8 years! DUDE! 8 years!

So we were walking around downtown Burlington, Church St. and we went into one of those "Life is good" stores, you know the t-shirts and hats that say "Life is good" and have a picture of a stick man doing the "good" stuff. Yea...I was in the wrong store. There was a "Life is good" t-shirt with someone running, that doesn't say life is good to me, that says, "Crap life is bad because I am being chased by wild dogs, RUN!" Or the one that had stick man holding a cup of coffee sitting in front of a fire with his dog, this one said "Happy Hour", oh dear. This scene does not make me happy, why the f*$% would I go outside and make a fire and drink coffee by it? How is that fun? This t-shirt must have been implying this is the happy hour before the end of the world and that stick dude has to eat his dog off of the fire, kinda like in Cormac McCarthy's book "The Road".

And I have said this many times, probbies on this blog...Didn't my ancestors work for hundreds of years to NOT sleep outside and pee in the woods? Well if I go and do that I am just throwing all their hard work in their face, and I can't do that!

I will honor my ancestors and make my own life is good t-shirt, with stick man sitting on a couch, with a remote, a beer and a computer and maybe a pizza, or cheese and crackers, depends on my mood.

Social Butterfly

No not me...Mike and I have a friend, lets call him...Lane, because that's his name, Mike told me he is at a wedding this weekend in Colorado. Dude how many friends does he have?! He is at a wedding every month, flying all over the place for them. I realized that seriously I have like 6 friends. The ones I know through Mike are already married, except Ken and I don't see him getting married anytime soon. My other friends, 1 eloped, 1 is dating and 1 is engaged and she isn't getting married until Oct of next year! Lane is EVERYWHERE! Maybe its because he is Southern, he is very friendly so that might be how he gets invited to so many weddings. I don't want anymore friends! It would be exhausting. Unless a new friend lived like across the hall because pretty much I go to work, go to the gym, sit on couch, bed. And thankfully Mike likes to do that to cause I ain't goin out clubbin on the weekends, I may drink a glass of wine and watch Forensic Files and I am like YEA!