I have yet to have a day at work where I am craving any kind of food.. but I've started my detox today, even went out for lunch and had a mildly decent meal ALL DETOX WORTHY only to have nachos at work. My boss got them for us. And I couldn't resist that dripping cheese. And then because I'd already screwed up I ate meat.
Whaatever.
I'm going to visit my sister tomorrow anyway- which usually results in some unhealthy eating anyways... I'll start again on Wednesday?.. no not Wednesday because I'm going out for dinner.
Wow, there will never be time for this if I don't make it...
Unrelated:
I'm probably going to chicago this weekend.
Unrelated:
I'm tired.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Detox
Starts Monday. Which is tomorrow.
I left work today 3 hours early. I didn't even want to go in. I have had a headache for 3 days and everyone there is so mean and inconsiderate; my head couldn't take it. My bosses didn't want to let me go home. Which I understood but found annoying because they don't seem to mind people showing up late everyday, or just not showing up or calling in sick or whatever. I had the decency to go in and work, now let me go. I cried. I didn't mean to but it just came out. Then my boss let me go.
I picked up some fruit to eat so I would have some detox worthy food here for tomorrow. Then I went to McDonalds.
I tried to do laundry but as I was putting my stuff in one machine, waiting for another, a family came in with their kids (why... leave them at home... it's just down the hall) and their kids started touching everyone's stuff. So my stuff is sitting wet in my laundry basket in the living area waiting for a dryer and that family to rid themselves and their offspring from the laundry room; I couldn't risk them using one of my g-strings as a slingshot.
But there were kids when I got home. Playing. Above me and next door. Joy and laughter makes me happy, but not when my head hurts. I wonder if the noise above me is from their living room or bedroom...
When I'm full of energy I will tell you about how my new agent may be lazy. But for now I'm going to go back to the sweet purr of roomie eating with her mouth open...
Which reminds me; I officially think that due to lack of respect and consideration, we probably won't be friends still come July 1st. I am going crazy.
I left work today 3 hours early. I didn't even want to go in. I have had a headache for 3 days and everyone there is so mean and inconsiderate; my head couldn't take it. My bosses didn't want to let me go home. Which I understood but found annoying because they don't seem to mind people showing up late everyday, or just not showing up or calling in sick or whatever. I had the decency to go in and work, now let me go. I cried. I didn't mean to but it just came out. Then my boss let me go.
I picked up some fruit to eat so I would have some detox worthy food here for tomorrow. Then I went to McDonalds.
I tried to do laundry but as I was putting my stuff in one machine, waiting for another, a family came in with their kids (why... leave them at home... it's just down the hall) and their kids started touching everyone's stuff. So my stuff is sitting wet in my laundry basket in the living area waiting for a dryer and that family to rid themselves and their offspring from the laundry room; I couldn't risk them using one of my g-strings as a slingshot.
But there were kids when I got home. Playing. Above me and next door. Joy and laughter makes me happy, but not when my head hurts. I wonder if the noise above me is from their living room or bedroom...
When I'm full of energy I will tell you about how my new agent may be lazy. But for now I'm going to go back to the sweet purr of roomie eating with her mouth open...
Which reminds me; I officially think that due to lack of respect and consideration, we probably won't be friends still come July 1st. I am going crazy.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Sibling Rivalry?
I don't know other people who argue with their siblings like I argue with my sister. Maybe it's because we're so close in age and had to live in such close quarters, sharing rooms most of our lives?
We're sooo different. She is really caring and can be shy, she never runs out of energy and she is as sexy as they come; she's also very disciplined. We used to try to be twins, but I grew out of it. We used to play basketball together but she grew out of it. Since then, our relationship has just never been the same.
I had moved out of my moms house by then and was the only kid living with my dad; leaving behind and opening up so many cans of worms- but I'll tell you all about that in my biography I'll one day write.
There are things about her I can't stand and I don't think that's normal because I have two other siblings and they might annoy me but I can always stand them. I am sure there are things about me that she can't stand.
But the things about her I can't stand I forget about once I've stopped standing for it and we have a few days apart; I always forget. Because she is such a beautiful person.
She's always ragging on me because I let people treat me like shit all the time and she hates to see it. But she does some of the same things she see's others do to me as well. I find it confusing. I don't get it. She's dating this douche. She already dated him and he treated her like shit. Not as shitty as a boyfriend I once had, but almost as bad. I hate it. And I don't get that either.
She's also always nagging on herself because she's learning how short her fuse is and that it's affected her relationships.
But she doesn't noticed when her fuse has blown, blown all the rest of the fuses in the room and left smoke in the air until days and hours after; it's always too late.
Sometimes, like most of us, she doesn't understand other peoples behaviour or doesn't take a minute to walk in their shoes and blows a a fuse and says and does things she can never take back. like keying cars and running up credit card bills and calling people names and never admitting to any of it.
She did that today- the fuse thing, actually it started a few days ago but I figured because she had ignored my responses that she had figured out that she was angry for no reason, but she made it worse today. And today I thought, nope, not today. today i'm not going to let you get away with this. I told her I was done with her and stopped communicating. I randomly started crying at every little thing today, but I knew it wasn't the little thing, it was this big thing with me and my sister.
You don't get to choose your family. Especially your sister. And you'd have to be a mean soul to really 'be done' with your own blood- but I really feel like I've taken enough shit and I'm not going to come and apologize to her just so she'll apologize to me. Because I don't think, no, I know I didn't do anything wrong.
One time when she thought she was right, she didn't talk to our dad for 2 years and he was childish enough to go along with it. I don't want to be like that,but maybe I will be. He still gave her birthday cards and told her to come by anytime she was ready to apologize.
You can however, choose your friends. Some days, I think that if we weren't sisters, we might have been great enemies in our younger days.
But. She's one of my best friends. Sometimes. Can you choose when your friend is your best friend and other times someone you wish wasn't part of you?
I think she's broken my heart more than everyone I know combined. She almost always makes it better though by just being herself- never apologizes, I just seem to forget. That counts right?
This is all perfectly normal... right?
We're sooo different. She is really caring and can be shy, she never runs out of energy and she is as sexy as they come; she's also very disciplined. We used to try to be twins, but I grew out of it. We used to play basketball together but she grew out of it. Since then, our relationship has just never been the same.
I had moved out of my moms house by then and was the only kid living with my dad; leaving behind and opening up so many cans of worms- but I'll tell you all about that in my biography I'll one day write.
There are things about her I can't stand and I don't think that's normal because I have two other siblings and they might annoy me but I can always stand them. I am sure there are things about me that she can't stand.
But the things about her I can't stand I forget about once I've stopped standing for it and we have a few days apart; I always forget. Because she is such a beautiful person.
She's always ragging on me because I let people treat me like shit all the time and she hates to see it. But she does some of the same things she see's others do to me as well. I find it confusing. I don't get it. She's dating this douche. She already dated him and he treated her like shit. Not as shitty as a boyfriend I once had, but almost as bad. I hate it. And I don't get that either.
She's also always nagging on herself because she's learning how short her fuse is and that it's affected her relationships.
But she doesn't noticed when her fuse has blown, blown all the rest of the fuses in the room and left smoke in the air until days and hours after; it's always too late.
Sometimes, like most of us, she doesn't understand other peoples behaviour or doesn't take a minute to walk in their shoes and blows a a fuse and says and does things she can never take back. like keying cars and running up credit card bills and calling people names and never admitting to any of it.
She did that today- the fuse thing, actually it started a few days ago but I figured because she had ignored my responses that she had figured out that she was angry for no reason, but she made it worse today. And today I thought, nope, not today. today i'm not going to let you get away with this. I told her I was done with her and stopped communicating. I randomly started crying at every little thing today, but I knew it wasn't the little thing, it was this big thing with me and my sister.
You don't get to choose your family. Especially your sister. And you'd have to be a mean soul to really 'be done' with your own blood- but I really feel like I've taken enough shit and I'm not going to come and apologize to her just so she'll apologize to me. Because I don't think, no, I know I didn't do anything wrong.
One time when she thought she was right, she didn't talk to our dad for 2 years and he was childish enough to go along with it. I don't want to be like that,but maybe I will be. He still gave her birthday cards and told her to come by anytime she was ready to apologize.
You can however, choose your friends. Some days, I think that if we weren't sisters, we might have been great enemies in our younger days.
But. She's one of my best friends. Sometimes. Can you choose when your friend is your best friend and other times someone you wish wasn't part of you?
I think she's broken my heart more than everyone I know combined. She almost always makes it better though by just being herself- never apologizes, I just seem to forget. That counts right?
This is all perfectly normal... right?
I'm from the Southern State Stratford, in the heart of... umm... Alabama I suppose.
When I first moved to the GTA in 2004, people kept asking me where I was from. Nobody believe that I was Canadian. I still get asked what State I'm from, from the occasional American. I always found this confusing because as far as I could tell, I talked like everyone else and I knew I didn't have any sort of speech impediment.
When I was leaving Stratford today I got gas and the attendant asked, "Any-thang else for ya ma'm?" The Tim Hortons drive through girl handed me my green tea and said "heresthat green tea forya." like she didn't know 'here's' is actually HERE IS and 'heresthat' is two words and that 'ya' is actually YOU.
Sometimes I hear people from my hometown talking and they say things like "well I ain't never hearda that afore" and "them roads isa slippery ashell" So... does that mean you HAVE heard of it and that the roads are slippery because they're hot?... I don't get it. And then those same people think I'm a snob.
No wonder they all hate Justin Bieber, he's a good looking little proper spoken, snotless nosed highschool kid who got a lucky break from his shit life and a mother who said things like "I never asked you to buy me no candy with uur singin' change"
Apparently his mother and grandmother complain about having to chaperon him all the time. oooh you poor parents; what a disappointing set of circumstances.
Anyway... I digress. I wonder if I should be concerned about ever moving to the good ol' USA. If I pick up on the language of those around me so well that I don't even notice it, perhaps I should stay away from places like Boston and Chicago and many southern states (which is where people always ask me if I'm from!! NO.. I ain't from Pennsylvania!) Haha.
When I was leaving Stratford today I got gas and the attendant asked, "Any-thang else for ya ma'm?" The Tim Hortons drive through girl handed me my green tea and said "heresthat green tea forya." like she didn't know 'here's' is actually HERE IS and 'heresthat' is two words and that 'ya' is actually YOU.
Sometimes I hear people from my hometown talking and they say things like "well I ain't never hearda that afore" and "them roads isa slippery ashell" So... does that mean you HAVE heard of it and that the roads are slippery because they're hot?... I don't get it. And then those same people think I'm a snob.
No wonder they all hate Justin Bieber, he's a good looking little proper spoken, snotless nosed highschool kid who got a lucky break from his shit life and a mother who said things like "I never asked you to buy me no candy with uur singin' change"
Apparently his mother and grandmother complain about having to chaperon him all the time. oooh you poor parents; what a disappointing set of circumstances.
Anyway... I digress. I wonder if I should be concerned about ever moving to the good ol' USA. If I pick up on the language of those around me so well that I don't even notice it, perhaps I should stay away from places like Boston and Chicago and many southern states (which is where people always ask me if I'm from!! NO.. I ain't from Pennsylvania!) Haha.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Mac
I'm sitting besides my dad, who is "resting his eyes" and am perusing the internet looking for a treadmill. I feel like if I'm going to spend $950 on a yoga membership, I might as well just buy a treadmill.
sometimes he falls asleep sitting in his spot on the love seat, so deeply that he starts to snore. And when he eventually wakes up he says that he was not sleeping- just resting his eyes and listening to the tv. JUST admit it.
I'm thinking I should grab my phone and see if any of my peers have plans for watching the Canada game tonight. Or perhaps I'll stay here and watch it.
I'm typing on a Mac. It's very nice. It makes me think of. I forget. My dad brought me a piece of lasagna and I put this aside and I forget what this mac reminds me of. It reminds me of other macs...
I can't blog and watch Etalk at the same time. Deuces.
sometimes he falls asleep sitting in his spot on the love seat, so deeply that he starts to snore. And when he eventually wakes up he says that he was not sleeping- just resting his eyes and listening to the tv. JUST admit it.
I'm thinking I should grab my phone and see if any of my peers have plans for watching the Canada game tonight. Or perhaps I'll stay here and watch it.
I'm typing on a Mac. It's very nice. It makes me think of. I forget. My dad brought me a piece of lasagna and I put this aside and I forget what this mac reminds me of. It reminds me of other macs...
I can't blog and watch Etalk at the same time. Deuces.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
You can count on me like 1 2 3 and I'll be there...
...and I know I can count on you like 4 3 2 and you'll be there, cause that's what friends are for...
LOVE Bruno Mars' album.
Unrelated:
I'm about to count up the cash I've made so far this year. I have enough to pay off my credit card.. but then I won't have any money until Thursday. I WOULD have some money if there was a more efficient system for collecting one's tips!! pff.
I went for a beverage with several of the people from work today after work, including Mama. Her and I ended up sitting alone catching up. There are a lot of people that work there. Many of them are good looking and very efficient, some of them are nice... after that I run out of things to say. Because if you can't say anything nice then don't say anything at all... unless it's funny. or true. and some of these people are mean!! Why be like that?! Rude! also dumb or mentally slow or lack humor, or all three. bad combos. and some of the men/guys just stare at me until they think they've gotten my attention and then mouth things (uumm WHAT are you DOING!? why do you think I skipped over your glaze? lame).
Anyway. I think the managers like me and I feel that a few of the bartenders don't quite get my humor but the ones that do are the ones that I enjoy anyway so.. so far so good. There's one bartender whom I worked with today and she seems like me; just honest and genuine and good (toot toot); I like her.
slightly related:
I wish it weren't 4am, or that if it were, I was sleeping for a few hours now so that getting up at a reasonable hour tomorrow so I can head home and see my family wouldn't seem so tiring. I am fully capable of getting up after a great sleep and hopping in my car to drive, even for 20 minutes, and convincing my self it's a perfectly great and safe idea to snooze at the wheel. The windows can be down and the music blaring and I'll still nod off.
Sometimes I pull over and have a nap. Sometimes while I'm napping men come up to my car and knock or stare at me or try to break in.
In sum, I can't decide if I'll go to bed now drugged, and hopefully go to sleep until noon or stay up and look into some part time education until I'm dozy or if I'll just go to bed with a tv show on my laptop and hope I doze off and then sleep until I wake up and hopefully not get stuck in traffic going home.
Decisions decisions. What a tough life I currently lead.
LOVE Bruno Mars' album.
Unrelated:
I'm about to count up the cash I've made so far this year. I have enough to pay off my credit card.. but then I won't have any money until Thursday. I WOULD have some money if there was a more efficient system for collecting one's tips!! pff.
I went for a beverage with several of the people from work today after work, including Mama. Her and I ended up sitting alone catching up. There are a lot of people that work there. Many of them are good looking and very efficient, some of them are nice... after that I run out of things to say. Because if you can't say anything nice then don't say anything at all... unless it's funny. or true. and some of these people are mean!! Why be like that?! Rude! also dumb or mentally slow or lack humor, or all three. bad combos. and some of the men/guys just stare at me until they think they've gotten my attention and then mouth things (uumm WHAT are you DOING!? why do you think I skipped over your glaze? lame).
Anyway. I think the managers like me and I feel that a few of the bartenders don't quite get my humor but the ones that do are the ones that I enjoy anyway so.. so far so good. There's one bartender whom I worked with today and she seems like me; just honest and genuine and good (toot toot); I like her.
slightly related:
I wish it weren't 4am, or that if it were, I was sleeping for a few hours now so that getting up at a reasonable hour tomorrow so I can head home and see my family wouldn't seem so tiring. I am fully capable of getting up after a great sleep and hopping in my car to drive, even for 20 minutes, and convincing my self it's a perfectly great and safe idea to snooze at the wheel. The windows can be down and the music blaring and I'll still nod off.
Sometimes I pull over and have a nap. Sometimes while I'm napping men come up to my car and knock or stare at me or try to break in.
In sum, I can't decide if I'll go to bed now drugged, and hopefully go to sleep until noon or stay up and look into some part time education until I'm dozy or if I'll just go to bed with a tv show on my laptop and hope I doze off and then sleep until I wake up and hopefully not get stuck in traffic going home.
Decisions decisions. What a tough life I currently lead.
Monday, January 3, 2011
"How Do You Know"? let me tell you...
I think it's funny that I put all this forethought into being "ready" for new year physically and then didn't shave my legs. Still haven't. Makes me chuckle.
But I'm not just trying to look cuter, I'm also trying to feel better. And if I hadn't wrangled this not so nifty chest infection I would've started my detox already! But I don't think detox's count when you're taking drugs at the same time....
I worked quite the long day New years eve, 11am-4:15am. Then I came back to my apartment and slept until 5pm, woke up, ordered in soup, called in sick to work and slept until 8am this morning... wherein I went to work, came home, diddled around catching up with old friends over the phone and then I went and saw the worst movie of 2011.
Absolutely, under no circumstance should you pay to go and see "how do you know" WORST. I fell asleep and got bored several times and as with most romantic comedies you know who's going to get the girl, but THIS was just RIDICULOUS. WAAAAAY to much dialogue. I must've missed something (before I fell asleep) because I just can't believe those big name actors agreed to that script!!
Anyway- who am I to talk?
Well I'll tell you who I am! A disappointed consumer. I should've lurked about for another 20 minutes and went and saw the Kings Speech.
I'mm going to go home on Tuesday, I'm sure IF it's playing in Stratford, no one will be going to see it; I'll see it then.
But I'm not just trying to look cuter, I'm also trying to feel better. And if I hadn't wrangled this not so nifty chest infection I would've started my detox already! But I don't think detox's count when you're taking drugs at the same time....
I worked quite the long day New years eve, 11am-4:15am. Then I came back to my apartment and slept until 5pm, woke up, ordered in soup, called in sick to work and slept until 8am this morning... wherein I went to work, came home, diddled around catching up with old friends over the phone and then I went and saw the worst movie of 2011.
Absolutely, under no circumstance should you pay to go and see "how do you know" WORST. I fell asleep and got bored several times and as with most romantic comedies you know who's going to get the girl, but THIS was just RIDICULOUS. WAAAAAY to much dialogue. I must've missed something (before I fell asleep) because I just can't believe those big name actors agreed to that script!!
Anyway- who am I to talk?
Well I'll tell you who I am! A disappointed consumer. I should've lurked about for another 20 minutes and went and saw the Kings Speech.
I'mm going to go home on Tuesday, I'm sure IF it's playing in Stratford, no one will be going to see it; I'll see it then.
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