So I am not a ba humbug christmas person but the christmas cheer has definately not been on the forefront with me. I have done absolutely no shopping, no decorating and besides eating the shitty food of the season I have no real feeling of the holiday spirit.
The weird thing is that I like it this way. I do not have any bad past holidays on the contrary I had quite the christmases as a kid. Yet, since we are all adults with no children yet and everyone has what they want it has become the same time of year for me.
Most of my family and friends are strugleing with this recession and some of my friends have big expensive things coming up like having babies and what not. So when Mom asks me what I want for christmas I respond " A house" so since you can't get that lets just forego the gift giving and get drunk on some good wine together.
Sometimes I wish that excitment you feel when you wake up early in the morning the day of christmas and you run down the stairs and start shaking presents. Guess that will come down the road when I give birth to numerous spawns of Satan.
On a completely other bitching note I am a little irritated and hurt by some of my friends. Two of them are pregnant and I have been trying to be there alot for both of them. I go out of my way to do things so they feel included since we have always been a big party group. One of them I would make sure every saturday I go over her house from 9-11pm and leave when she is tired so she doesn't feel left out (we would go to a local bar after that) and the other one never wanted a kid got knocked up, is having a nervous breakdown and guess who is always their to help her out. ME!
Onto why I am bitching about them. They both have told me they worried about being odd women out and wish the group would do more from the bar. OK I will step up and host a pampered chef party at my house on a monday, cater it and get all the ladies together so it will not be focused around booze. Seems like a good idea right? Well one of the fucking pregnant chicks decides to go shopping and the gym and is too tired to go, and the other bitch forgets to call me at all. NO text, call, facebook anything to let me know she is not going. Thanks for letting me know where I stand on the grand scheme of things.
Usually I would call and just talk to them about why this is bothering me, but this time I am just fed up and don't feel like talking to either of them...or else I will blow up at two emotional bitchy pregnant women who will give me the whole "I don't get it label" which I think is bullshit. Both these women said to me " you won't understand until your married" Well I got married and It didn't change life all that much. Sorry if you both had some grandious idea of how your husband would be and then let you down. GRRRRRRRR....so fucking pissed. I know I sound like a whiney bitch but honestly it gets my pissed off. So I think I will be silent for a bit and then try to talk but for now (I know this will not last I do love them both like sisters) go fuck off you self richious pregnant chicks.
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Friday, December 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Need some control
I don't know what it was but today at the Business Unit Meeting this morning I almost jumped across a bunch of engineers to punch a "planning" asshole boss in his face.
Nahh not really but I got so fucking heated that I left the meeting. Sometimes just sometimes I want to rip apart certain people who work in my company.
Long story short Planning was upset that a product was not on time. Now if we were making pens, or a toy truck I can understand the demand to rush things through....but we make SUTURES and biomedical equipment.
So I ask?
Do you want me to rush the batch of absorbable sutures that will be inserted into your overweight wife when she gets her stomach tied up?
Good sir, would you like to forgoe the quality of a staple that will go into your bratty only child's heart?
Hmmmmm would you like me to just pass a crappy bowel ring so your bile from your stomach falls into your intestines? Actually this douchebag would deserve it.
He wasn't even directing it toward me, but the snarky attitude he had made me want to scream "GO FUCK YOURSELF you retard!" but instead like a good little corporate droid who does not want to burn bridges (only 3 more days to go) I left the meeting pretending having to go to the bathroom. Plus I think I saved myself from being arrested.
Nahh not really but I got so fucking heated that I left the meeting. Sometimes just sometimes I want to rip apart certain people who work in my company.
Long story short Planning was upset that a product was not on time. Now if we were making pens, or a toy truck I can understand the demand to rush things through....but we make SUTURES and biomedical equipment.
So I ask?
Do you want me to rush the batch of absorbable sutures that will be inserted into your overweight wife when she gets her stomach tied up?
Good sir, would you like to forgoe the quality of a staple that will go into your bratty only child's heart?
Hmmmmm would you like me to just pass a crappy bowel ring so your bile from your stomach falls into your intestines? Actually this douchebag would deserve it.
He wasn't even directing it toward me, but the snarky attitude he had made me want to scream "GO FUCK YOURSELF you retard!" but instead like a good little corporate droid who does not want to burn bridges (only 3 more days to go) I left the meeting pretending having to go to the bathroom. Plus I think I saved myself from being arrested.
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
The week is looking throbbing and hard...I mean up!
This week is starting to look up. At the beginning of the week my boss was a complete bitch and flipping out which is no surprise since we are losing another engineer and the work load is insane to begin with. She gave me a hard time and I reminded myself over and over to not go postal on anyone. S. of course gets the brunt of my work venting since I know better than to vent to anyone within this company walls, you never know when people will open their mouth for their own sake. By doing this I have kept everyone on good terms and never had a complaint for 2 years. So S. is amazing at calming me and letting me release my anger with bitching and sex.
Well low and behold I get home yesterday and S. had drawn me a bath, was making dinner, cleaned up the condo, doing laundry, and ran all these errands for me. Can I tell you how much I love this man…I about fell over from just how amazing it felt that he did all that. So in return we went out with some friends for a few drinks (S has off on Wednesday so he always goes out) and I left early and made sure to order pizza and keep it warm for him. When he came home at 2 am he was ecstatic since you can’t find an open pizza joint at that hour. Sometimes it is so nice to do little things for each other. I am sooo corny I know but come on….sometimes you have to share the good things about your partner right?
The end of the week is looking fabulous as well. Going to get some six packs and balls in my face….AKA a male review! I am so excited and cannot wait for Friday. Seriously I think it is unfair that men have strip clubs everywhere and women do not have the same. Now I know there is no where near a market since most women are not comfortable with their sexuality but come on ladies the tides are turning, women are opening up sexually! Let’s make a market! Hmmmm maybe that is what I will do in the future open up a chain of strip clubs for women! Let’s see what would be a good name?
Martini Balls’
Cock and Wine
Six pack Luv
Hmm need to brain storm more….
Well low and behold I get home yesterday and S. had drawn me a bath, was making dinner, cleaned up the condo, doing laundry, and ran all these errands for me. Can I tell you how much I love this man…I about fell over from just how amazing it felt that he did all that. So in return we went out with some friends for a few drinks (S has off on Wednesday so he always goes out) and I left early and made sure to order pizza and keep it warm for him. When he came home at 2 am he was ecstatic since you can’t find an open pizza joint at that hour. Sometimes it is so nice to do little things for each other. I am sooo corny I know but come on….sometimes you have to share the good things about your partner right?
The end of the week is looking fabulous as well. Going to get some six packs and balls in my face….AKA a male review! I am so excited and cannot wait for Friday. Seriously I think it is unfair that men have strip clubs everywhere and women do not have the same. Now I know there is no where near a market since most women are not comfortable with their sexuality but come on ladies the tides are turning, women are opening up sexually! Let’s make a market! Hmmmm maybe that is what I will do in the future open up a chain of strip clubs for women! Let’s see what would be a good name?
Martini Balls’
Cock and Wine
Six pack Luv
Hmm need to brain storm more….
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
No drinking yet I got no sleep?
Uhhhhhh I am so tired and irritated. I hate going to work lethargic because the job is so boring it is already hard to stay awake, focus and work.
I just want to rant a bit.....S., some friends and I met up with some of S. friends who came in from San Diego. The guy is nice and I will refer to him as rocker guy (he has long hair and a go-tee) and we all hung out at a bar. I went home early since I have to go to work in the morning and S. stayed out since he had today off (bastard I am jealous). I put my earplugs in, wash my face, put my face mask on (have to love the nightly rituals) and proceed to bed.
Well two hours later I am woken out of a dead fucking sleep to S. plastered and falling all over the place, crashing into everything. S. is not very good with shots so when he does he becomes a retard with no motor skills. As he climbs into bed he starts to toss and turn then completely falls and crashes off the bed. FINE (as my anger starts to rise more and more) stay on the floor at least then you aren't tossing all night keeping me awake. Then he aparently tried to grab a pillow and caused other things like nightstands to fall over. GRRRRRRR I am getting more and more irritated and awake. Finally he gets up a little later (right when I am about to fall asleep again) and crawls into bed. THEN he starts to snore...MOTHER FUCKER!
Side Note: I have this wonderful trick on how to train a man to not snore. Just close his nose so he is forced to breath out of his mouth. Now the first couple of times the guy will either breath out of his mouth or jerk awake feeling like he was suffocating...but either way over time it will get to the point that all you have to do is graze his nose and thank god for Pavlov's law the man will roll over.
Back to the story..so I touch his nose and he rolls over. Finally I can get some sleep. Wake up and start to walk around and see the room is trashed and S. totally pissed all over the floor (should have known better he would have stayed on the floor all night otherwise) which I stepped in. Holy shit I love this man and don't get me wrong I have come home drunk too, but I do not create this much havoc. So I get ready and I couldn't help myself. I reset the alarm for 9am put it the loudest I could and across the room so he can't hit snooze or off. Whoopsees, second mistake...mentioning to his rocker friend who was sleeping on our couch that S. pissed himself. Hey I figure those two are very calm and nice in comparison to the thoughts of torture i wanted to inflict on S. for ruining my whole night.
I just want to rant a bit.....S., some friends and I met up with some of S. friends who came in from San Diego. The guy is nice and I will refer to him as rocker guy (he has long hair and a go-tee) and we all hung out at a bar. I went home early since I have to go to work in the morning and S. stayed out since he had today off (bastard I am jealous). I put my earplugs in, wash my face, put my face mask on (have to love the nightly rituals) and proceed to bed.
Well two hours later I am woken out of a dead fucking sleep to S. plastered and falling all over the place, crashing into everything. S. is not very good with shots so when he does he becomes a retard with no motor skills. As he climbs into bed he starts to toss and turn then completely falls and crashes off the bed. FINE (as my anger starts to rise more and more) stay on the floor at least then you aren't tossing all night keeping me awake. Then he aparently tried to grab a pillow and caused other things like nightstands to fall over. GRRRRRRR I am getting more and more irritated and awake. Finally he gets up a little later (right when I am about to fall asleep again) and crawls into bed. THEN he starts to snore...MOTHER FUCKER!
Side Note: I have this wonderful trick on how to train a man to not snore. Just close his nose so he is forced to breath out of his mouth. Now the first couple of times the guy will either breath out of his mouth or jerk awake feeling like he was suffocating...but either way over time it will get to the point that all you have to do is graze his nose and thank god for Pavlov's law the man will roll over.
Back to the story..so I touch his nose and he rolls over. Finally I can get some sleep. Wake up and start to walk around and see the room is trashed and S. totally pissed all over the floor (should have known better he would have stayed on the floor all night otherwise) which I stepped in. Holy shit I love this man and don't get me wrong I have come home drunk too, but I do not create this much havoc. So I get ready and I couldn't help myself. I reset the alarm for 9am put it the loudest I could and across the room so he can't hit snooze or off. Whoopsees, second mistake...mentioning to his rocker friend who was sleeping on our couch that S. pissed himself. Hey I figure those two are very calm and nice in comparison to the thoughts of torture i wanted to inflict on S. for ruining my whole night.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Love and Hate
I have no idea how one person can irritate and piss you off soo much one minute than the happiest person the next. This weekend we four (I will refer in the future as the foursome which includes S., I and our two best friends who happen to be married) went to Boston to celebrate Franks birthday. We made reservations for a really good restaurant called “radius” which was delicious but took forever.
Here is the clincher. S. is a chef and that is wonderful but he does not realize that he completely comes off as a condescending dick when it comes to food and wine. I apparently have no “palate”. Know what “go fuck yourself”! This coming from a guy who will eat old milk or food with a little bit of mold on it. Do not get me wrong, I know he has years and years of experience with food and wine but I am not a complete fucking retard either.
So over dinner I was getting more and more pissed off but just kept it to myself. So at one point I went to go for a smoke (dinner was over three and a half hours) and S. followed me. On a side note my sister (her and her husband joined us as well) made some snide comment that we must be having sex in the bathroom (yeah right) because once years ago we had sex in their bathroom (so sue me I enjoy sex with my partner maybe she should try it).
He comes out and then begins showering me with compliments and soon enough I am not pissed but elated. So how does this work, am I that easy to calm, or am I picking my battles.
Sometimes I watch Frank and Hairstylist and I am amazed at how she treats him. She pretty much berates him, and is a snot and he just takes it. Is that how married life will be? I pray to god that I never become like that…although maybe S is just being like Hairstylist and I am like Frank taking it up the ass?
Here is the clincher. S. is a chef and that is wonderful but he does not realize that he completely comes off as a condescending dick when it comes to food and wine. I apparently have no “palate”. Know what “go fuck yourself”! This coming from a guy who will eat old milk or food with a little bit of mold on it. Do not get me wrong, I know he has years and years of experience with food and wine but I am not a complete fucking retard either.
So over dinner I was getting more and more pissed off but just kept it to myself. So at one point I went to go for a smoke (dinner was over three and a half hours) and S. followed me. On a side note my sister (her and her husband joined us as well) made some snide comment that we must be having sex in the bathroom (yeah right) because once years ago we had sex in their bathroom (so sue me I enjoy sex with my partner maybe she should try it).
He comes out and then begins showering me with compliments and soon enough I am not pissed but elated. So how does this work, am I that easy to calm, or am I picking my battles.
Sometimes I watch Frank and Hairstylist and I am amazed at how she treats him. She pretty much berates him, and is a snot and he just takes it. Is that how married life will be? I pray to god that I never become like that…although maybe S is just being like Hairstylist and I am like Frank taking it up the ass?
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