Thursday, September 25, 2008

Things that are not ok with me, in no particular order

The return of "NKOTB"

Picking out your own engagement ring

Satin shoes in the rain

Soup as a meal

Platform flip flops



Pleated pants


Sarah Palin

Women who don't eat

Muffin top


Wednesday, September 24, 2008


A week ago, I would never have thought I would be writing to tell you that I GOT A NEW JOB.

Yes, that's right! It is in the entertainment industry (the details are top secret) and I am really excited.

In addition, plans for the "Great Trip Back East" are solidified and my plane ticket is booked.

This is a GREAT day.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

A blog true to its name

Good lord! What is with the over-indulgent use of the ellipses?

I'm all for a good "dot dot dot" myself, but this has gotten out of control.

Admittedly, I use this particular tool here frequently, mostly for (comedic) effect.

In fact, I probably use parenthesises, quotation marks and double entendres entirely too much. But I always have a purpose, I always complete my thoughts. I don't leave you hanging (much).

Some sample of my outrage are below.

Text examples:

"I've never heard of that..."

"That sucks..."

Uhm, what?!?! and Why?!? The overuse is really making me angry.

Email examples:

"Thanks, Stephanie….."

"Thanks, Stephanie for checking into this…."

Were you going to complete that thought or did a period JUST not do enough for you?

I'm so worked up.

A New Look

I decided a change was in order. Since there is no way I'm cutting or dying my hair, and those colored contacts didn't work out, a new blog template will just have to do.

I don't know if I love it, though.

RIP has never had so many meanings

Last weekend, while getting into my car on a rainy Saturday night before going out to dinner, I felt an interesting sensation on the back of my right thigh. The sensation was...a slight breeze.

My favorite jeans had ripped straight across the back of my thigh, right up near my ass cheek.

As luck would have it, I was at a friends house who happened to have some spare jeans in my size. This, while lucky and an extremely kind gesture, did not ease my pain.

These jeans were the perfect length, wash, waist, lycra content and rear pocket size. Any woman will appreciate all of these attributes in one jean.

The seat of the jean seems a common place for them to give way. I suppose they lived a full and satisfying life, but that doesn't help that the Gap doesn't make them anymore and that they are lost and gone forever.

First the toilet seat, now this.

Heavy, heavy sigh.

Monday, September 08, 2008



I just noticed it's been an entire two weeks since I've posted a word. What the hell have I been doing?

Let me see if I can come close to justifying my lack of posts.

(Probably not)

Well, a dear friend is getting married and it seems that quite a bit of my time and energy has been taken up in trying to figure out how I'll put together an outfit. I'm not sure that's a good enough (in fact it's so lame) excuse.

I've been obsessed with thinking about studying for my HR certification test, but not so much actually doing the studying. I gave myself some hard deadlines tonight and worked out a reasonable plan of attack. This makes me feel in control, which is...very necessary. The test is in early December which seems really far away, but really isn't. It's less than three months away, which is about 11 weeks or 77 days, in which time I really need to learn everything and anything that has to do with "my" profession. As it turns out, I don't know shit about it.


Uhm...I guess I've been getting a sufficient amount of sleep, and also reading more books. (Good for me!) I've also been relatively busy at work (ok, I was really busy at work, but for the last week I've been doing very, very little), which cuts down on blogging time. Oh and my laptop here at home was acting up a bit and I had to do a bunch of fixes to it, so by the time that was all done, I didn't really feel like I had anything interesting to post.

Like this has been so interesting.

I guess the point (I'm getting there) is that you won't be hearing from me as much but don't worry, (I know some of you have your tendencies) I'm just fine.

The thought of not passing this certification doesn't haunt me in my sleep...much.