i think i have violated all of my resolutions within 2 weeks
*sigh* what am i gonna do with myself?
a point of going to the gym
quite make it... DID go to the ONE personal training session,
then my body had some sort of "I'm-gonna-teach-you-a-lesson-psychosymatic-rebellion-thing"
this damned baby fat (yes, i know i am 30... humour me)
um... that isn't really happening as fast as i thought...
my abs didn't magically turn to stone the minute i walked
out of my ONE (did i mention ONE) training session
to church EVERY weekend
thought about it. really i did. that counts, right? right?!
doing that jump in the sack thing before knowing someone
what about getting to know someone AFTERWARDS...there's something
to be said for that...RIGHT!?!? *sigh* really, i tried to
be good. made it 2 weeks.
to open mic nites and get onstage at least 3x a week
ok... no open mikes... but i did go to class on saturday and
kicked ass with my 50 love/hate items... progress...progress
how to work my VCRPlus thing so i can go out during the week
not yet. what happened when i turned 30? did all electronic
intelligence fly out of my head??
to let bad things go
nothing really bad has been going on... a little stress at
work...some chick cancelled my printing job halfway thru...
but i let it go...
partaking less Jameson's and even lesser nyQuil (the big Q)
unfortunately, there was a lot of jameson's intake
(see the "jump in the sack" resolution...) but no
ordering take-out food in
yeah... um... that's all well, and good...but i've been mixing
it up a little instead of just the italian place down the
street. doing a little chinese and mcdonald's -- oh so bad
for me... i still don't have a kitchen light so i can't see
to cook...yeah...that's my excuse...
hope everyone hass a grand thanksgiving...i am trekking down
the shore tomorrow and going out with the mom and the aunt/uncle
& cousins... seeing dad for his birthday over the weekend
too... and also going on a date on saturday (yay!!! should
be fun... kinda dig this guy :) - will be good... will be
good... must repeat mantra to reinstate my resolution thang...
giving thanks.... to mom & dad, to comedy, for being able
to design, for friends that i have gained over the years...
for common sense and for potatoes... mmmmm potatoes.
lord. where do i begin? as we all know, election day
is in it's second week. lovely. i am hearing oh bush is up
by 2 votes, 388 votes, 17 votes... whatever number of votes
he is up by that is not what i want to hear. might as well
just say, 'hey everyone, the county is 17 votes favouring
the total destruction of life the way we know it."
as well say "hey all! unpack your cardboard boxes, and
put your mom back in it, hope you enjoyed the last 8 years
with the little break from us republicans... but we are back!"
i am so frightened of what the hell is in store for us either
way the chips fall, actually. but which one is the lesser
boob? gore. i can live with four of gore. son of a bush. i
can't believe this absentee ballot stuff either... and what
pray tell did they do with the millions of absentee ballots
in the past? would we have had a different president at any
ridiculous. i digress. i am sick of having every waking moment
of the day spent thinking about this topic (okay, not EVERY
second i DO have a life.)
else is going on? well, i am taking a class with lisa
lampanelli who just so happens to kick ass comedy wise!
she gave me an assignment to come up with 50 things i absolutely
LOVE, and then on the flip side, 50 things i absolutely HATE.
does it say about me that i am barrelling through the 50 things
i HATE and there are only a few things i actually love (not
including family, etc.)
how a comedy class is making me actually get all deep in my
head and stuff... maybe i will figure out a lot of stuff...
my friend amy said maybe i should just list all of my ex's
in both columns... har dee har har... amy don't you know that
it's ONLY a list of FIFTY??
started out thinking let's see, what do i love... sunrises,
sunsets, hot apple cider and bunnies... hey, nice fluff piece,
have stuff. i only have 20 LOVE things. 45 HATE items. ugh.
i have til saturday.
see... as far as the resolutions on the previous page...
much the only one that i haven't kept is the church one...
dang it. it's 9am on a cold sunday morning and i am hunkered
down under my comforter -- i don't wanna wake up so i seem
to - every sunday - barter with God and say "i will say
5 Our Fathers and 10 Hail Mary's if ya' let me sleep in."
of my comforter and bed. i am tuckered out...
year ago today...
today, november 6th is the year anniversary of the first moment
i stepped on the stage to subject myself to laughter or people
yapping during my set. it's also my friend monica's.
the deal... i think i am going to treat this as MY personal
New Year. and i am going to make some resolutions. for all
that know me, please keep an eye out for me and kick me in
the butt if you see or hear of me breaking any of these.
make a point of going to the gym
lose this damned baby fat (yes, i know i am 30... humour me)
go to church EVERY weekend
stop doing that jump in the sack thing before knowing someone
go to open mic nites and get onstage at least 3x a week
learn how to work my VCRPlus thing so i can go out during
learn to let bad things go
perhaps partaking less Jameson's and even lesser nyQuil (the
stop ordering take-out food in -- when the restaurant starts
calling ME at night i
it's time to stop.
i can do it? help!! words of encouragement
feel so dirty...
of all, i admit, i use AOL. it serves its purpose. but this
morning i can't get online... i am writing this as i sit for
15 minutes waiting for THE SECOND TIME today for a customer
representative in the order in which it was received and listening
to pleasant soothing calming classical music that is tinny
and muzak-y and not so calming...
i know already is: i had a virus (on my aol account...no other
viral infections, people.) so whoever got any emails from
me, i am really sorry!!
did this, ha-f*cking-HA. apparently they sent 40 pieces of
email to 968 addresses off my account. and i have not been
able to see what the hell they sent, and the 1st aol chick
that i spoke with said it's most likely porn.
don't need this this morning... my password still isn't working,
i have missed church, and i need to send my laundry to the
place down the street and then go to the Rx before 5pm....
now the classical music has switched to what sounds like Schroeder
from Peanuts playing very badly on a child's piano. good grief.
we're getting somewhere, the chick before forgot to give me
a new PASSWORD... great. i love this...
we are in, and look at that, i have people that i DON'T know
screaming at me and reporting my account... great. porn porn
porn. and it's on all of my screen names... wonderful.
gotta go write apology notes now.... talk tomorrow.
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