So back in October, oh the lovely month of October, I was given a list. What kind of list the reader might ask the mighty (hee hee) blogger, and the blogger shall tell you. It is a list of 50 books. The list was given to me for my birthday because I had asked someone their top 100 books. Thinking that 100 is outrageous, he gave me 50. And for some reason, I hadn't looked over the list until, well, now. And on this list, how many have I read? 4. 4!!! Seriously? That is a HORRIBLE number. So what does all of this mean? Oh! Glad you asked! It means that I have made a New Year's Resolution. Oh the dreaded failed resolutions. Funny how I still don't have abs even though it's been my resolution since... 9th grade? Hah. But this type of resolution is to better my mind, not my body, and that's why I think it'll work. With school out the window (yes, I still have one class, and no, I won't have the money by January.... read Damn, you'll realize where my money has gone) I have lots of free time to read and, hopefully, work on my novel once again. That bad boy is comin along and I need to have my mind ready to go if I ever plan to get that thing out to breath. And since you can't rely on anyone to help you out, it's gotta be you and you alone.
Now this list is very daunting. It's not little easy peasey books, but monstrosities! Thank God I've already read Moby Dick. Check. Also To Kill A Mockingbird, Huck Finn, and Frankenstein are off the list, but my God, number 1 is Les Mis. See you next year. That thing will take me forever! Oye.
I'm thinking that every time I finish a book, I will post my thoughts on this here blog. Might as well pass my knowledge forth to all you readers. I'm not sure that sentence made sense. Maybe I can correct it once I've read all these books. :) Anyway...
Christmas is upon us and it's looking like a good one. My family is throwing a small and intimate get-together. Yes, you can put your eyes back inside your head. No, hell did not freeze over, and yes, I'm hanging out with my family instead of watching reruns on Hulu and eating Spaghettios. I'm not sure what came upon my mom to want to do something, but it might be kind of nice. Except this whole present thing. Look, I've never been instilled to buy my family presents. We never hang out and I've never had a ton of money to waste on hankies for my dad (seriously, who still uses those?) and yet another horse thing for my mom? But now that there is a full fledged event, gifts are necessary. For everyone. Holly, mom, dad, Andrew, Justin, Dusty, Olivia, and the girls. Eek! What do I even BUY these people? I mean my sister is easy. I have a constant list for her going on. Who knows. I've gotten some ideas, but the rest will be grabbed at the last second and crappy wrapping to match.
Now I have a secret. I've been keeping it from you this whole time. I should have started with it, but then the secret would have been out and none of my writing would have mattered. You wouldn't of been able to focus on anything and then this blog would have been wasted! Are you excited to learn my secret? YOU SHOULD BE! I.... am.... getting.... sidetracked! Hahahahahaha. did you think it was going to be that I was going to get married? Nope. Not even kind of. (well maybe someday!) I was originally cleaning my dump of a room, but then I found the list and decided to write a blog. So sorry, that was it. I hyped you for nothing. So settle, take a bath, let the excitement roll of your shoulders. I'm going to clean and try to continue to be productive.
Love
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Damn
Besides the fact that it's been a few days over a month long since I've written last, I still love this blog. It's just exhausting and daunting sometimes. And quite frankly, I don't think anyone wants to read my DAILY life. It's not THAT exciting. I do feel that Monday's events would be quite interesting to most people. So hey, why not share the gloom right?
On Monday, I did not want to go to work. It was more than normal. The night before I was told that the Vikings game was moved because of the unexpected collapse of the Metrodome. Damn (It's the word of the blog folks!) So the game was now moved to this Monday night. To make matters worse, one of the servers had finals so it was up to me to fill his position for the closing of the store. Every fiber in my being declined but the words that slipped from these lips were "I guess". I am a people-pleaser from the bottom of my heart so when the manager asked me to stay, I said I guess. I really wanted to go into work happy. Maybe then the night would be so long. A shift from 4:30-1:30? I can do it!
But when I pulled my dirty red car into the parking lot, I sighed a heavy sigh and knew that this wasn't going to be a good night. A frown on my face when I entered the restaurant, my manager pulls me aside and says "I know I said I'd cancel Monday night Trivia, but we decided to keep it tonight." Double Damn. Tears welled at the corners of my eyes and my heart collapsed in my stomach, begging me to end it now. It couldn't go on. Sure, a little dramatic maybe, but when all you want to do is be with your boyfriend and friends and instead work two jobs, you tend to be a little over the top with everything else.
My manager felt bad. He could obviously tell that this was the last thing I wanted to do in life. So he made it worth while. If I were to do this, he'd reward me in some way. Okay, I can handle that. This will make it worth it. Not true.
The night started off stagnantly and it was pretty much unbearable. Then my friend Kara and her boyfriend and his two friends graced me with their presence. They snatched up my last open table! God DOES love me! At least there was something to return to after circling my five other boring tables. And obviously to save me from the embarrassment of the football game we were witnessing.
As things go they had to leave, damn, and I was left to deal with the trivia people that would be pouring in through our doors in less than an hour. ::crosses fingers:: please don't be crazy please don't be rude please tip well. Lucky for me, most of the people didn't come in because they figured it was canceled. yippee! A few groups filtered through but I hardly paid any attention. I was too excited to play with my other co-workers and listen to the songs they were making up. Genius.
After all three of my tables won something during trivia, it was well after midnight and time to clean up. Damn. What a process! there was crap everywhere. Talk about awful. People: EAT CLEANER!!!! Please. Thank you. I was still doing some pretty badass vacuuming when one of the trivia hosts asked if I wanted her to start my car. Why not?! It's freezing out there and there is no excuse not too. If it has to run, it should run while I'm working. So after some thank yous, I continued to attempt to vacuum up all the salt from the roads outside.
This process took longer than expected. It was already 1:40 and it was finally time to go! Derek, a co-worker of mine, asked if I could start his car because he still had a few things left to do. I happily agreed and walked out the front door. That's when I froze. Not because of the crisp wintery weather that had left our night sky to be in the single digit numbers, but because my car was nowhere in sight. I looked to the left, thinking maybe I parked it a little farther than I remembered. No. I turned to the right to see if anyone had moved it as a prank. Double no. Double, triple damn. Well.... at this point the word wasn't damn. It was something more vulgar.
The rest is history. Mall police, City police, insurance calls and claims, depression, tears, anger, hostility, etc. You name it, I've experienced it. I acted calm and collected yesterday but without the boyfriend that I love so much being here with me, it makes me remember all the things I lost. All the things I loved and cherished. I know these things can't go to heaven with me when I die, but it's still pretty sad.
Damn
On Monday, I did not want to go to work. It was more than normal. The night before I was told that the Vikings game was moved because of the unexpected collapse of the Metrodome. Damn (It's the word of the blog folks!) So the game was now moved to this Monday night. To make matters worse, one of the servers had finals so it was up to me to fill his position for the closing of the store. Every fiber in my being declined but the words that slipped from these lips were "I guess". I am a people-pleaser from the bottom of my heart so when the manager asked me to stay, I said I guess. I really wanted to go into work happy. Maybe then the night would be so long. A shift from 4:30-1:30? I can do it!
But when I pulled my dirty red car into the parking lot, I sighed a heavy sigh and knew that this wasn't going to be a good night. A frown on my face when I entered the restaurant, my manager pulls me aside and says "I know I said I'd cancel Monday night Trivia, but we decided to keep it tonight." Double Damn. Tears welled at the corners of my eyes and my heart collapsed in my stomach, begging me to end it now. It couldn't go on. Sure, a little dramatic maybe, but when all you want to do is be with your boyfriend and friends and instead work two jobs, you tend to be a little over the top with everything else.
My manager felt bad. He could obviously tell that this was the last thing I wanted to do in life. So he made it worth while. If I were to do this, he'd reward me in some way. Okay, I can handle that. This will make it worth it. Not true.
The night started off stagnantly and it was pretty much unbearable. Then my friend Kara and her boyfriend and his two friends graced me with their presence. They snatched up my last open table! God DOES love me! At least there was something to return to after circling my five other boring tables. And obviously to save me from the embarrassment of the football game we were witnessing.
As things go they had to leave, damn, and I was left to deal with the trivia people that would be pouring in through our doors in less than an hour. ::crosses fingers:: please don't be crazy please don't be rude please tip well. Lucky for me, most of the people didn't come in because they figured it was canceled. yippee! A few groups filtered through but I hardly paid any attention. I was too excited to play with my other co-workers and listen to the songs they were making up. Genius.
After all three of my tables won something during trivia, it was well after midnight and time to clean up. Damn. What a process! there was crap everywhere. Talk about awful. People: EAT CLEANER!!!! Please. Thank you. I was still doing some pretty badass vacuuming when one of the trivia hosts asked if I wanted her to start my car. Why not?! It's freezing out there and there is no excuse not too. If it has to run, it should run while I'm working. So after some thank yous, I continued to attempt to vacuum up all the salt from the roads outside.
This process took longer than expected. It was already 1:40 and it was finally time to go! Derek, a co-worker of mine, asked if I could start his car because he still had a few things left to do. I happily agreed and walked out the front door. That's when I froze. Not because of the crisp wintery weather that had left our night sky to be in the single digit numbers, but because my car was nowhere in sight. I looked to the left, thinking maybe I parked it a little farther than I remembered. No. I turned to the right to see if anyone had moved it as a prank. Double no. Double, triple damn. Well.... at this point the word wasn't damn. It was something more vulgar.
The rest is history. Mall police, City police, insurance calls and claims, depression, tears, anger, hostility, etc. You name it, I've experienced it. I acted calm and collected yesterday but without the boyfriend that I love so much being here with me, it makes me remember all the things I lost. All the things I loved and cherished. I know these things can't go to heaven with me when I die, but it's still pretty sad.
Damn
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