Hmmmm, I have been thinking lately. I am an alcoholic, yet I do not mind it. I am a complete partier. How will this translate when I grow up? Wait I am almost thirty I know but I feel pretty much around 15 give or take. I went to the beach with the hubby and some friends and as soon as we sat down and jumped in the water all I kept thinking and looking for was a bar. I know...I know it was only noon, but all I kept thinking was it's a day off I want a margarita!
Why does wine have to be sooo wonderful and magical? How does it always know how to make me feel? Give me that fuzzy feeling? Most men can't get it even after years!
Why does Jack daniels know how to get the party started!? Make me do things that maybe isn't classy but gives great memories!
These questions are what I ponder on a friday during work...HENCE why I am an alcoholic!
Friday, August 28, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Finally a weekend off...
My whole summer has been CRAZY....good but crazy. Between weddings, bachelorette parties, cristenings, etc it seems every weekend I was driving mad distances. Again it was all for fun exciting things but it is the worst feeling when you feel more exhausted after the weekend then you do before.
Finally this weekend I did not go ANYWHERE outside of my hometown which was wonderful. I am officially becoming old and lame. I worked at the local bar on friday (was a regular and now serving the regular for some extra cash) and then saturday went to a friends house and the said local bar. It was wonderful and spent the rest of the drunken night having loving, open talks with my husband, hehe! How is it drunk talks are either amazing or all out brawls!
The best day was sunday...Slept in, made pancakes for breakfast than booted the husband out for golf. I literally did 4 loads of laundry, cleaned the condo, watched a lifetime movie and took a nap. These things are becoming almost better than sex (not toally, but a close second)!
As I type this I realize I am becoming an old hag who needs to get a drug addicition or something to keep my life interesting, hehehe!
Finally this weekend I did not go ANYWHERE outside of my hometown which was wonderful. I am officially becoming old and lame. I worked at the local bar on friday (was a regular and now serving the regular for some extra cash) and then saturday went to a friends house and the said local bar. It was wonderful and spent the rest of the drunken night having loving, open talks with my husband, hehe! How is it drunk talks are either amazing or all out brawls!
The best day was sunday...Slept in, made pancakes for breakfast than booted the husband out for golf. I literally did 4 loads of laundry, cleaned the condo, watched a lifetime movie and took a nap. These things are becoming almost better than sex (not toally, but a close second)!
As I type this I realize I am becoming an old hag who needs to get a drug addicition or something to keep my life interesting, hehehe!
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Punching in face
So you now know about my close girlfriends flaws and all. First off I recognize why I love these girls because FLAWS and all we love each other and accept each other...which lets be honest is hard to find for over 15 years.
Butttttt..... sometimes I love my friends but one I just wanted to punch in the face a couple of days ago!
Negative nelly (NN) was on the phone with me complaining about something as usual when I asked if she has talked to Hairstylista lately. She said no and I told her she was pregnant. Now let me preface this that Hairstylista is married three years, has a house, audi car and a great job. Although not planned and not at all expected it is a good thing. So I told NN and her first reaction is almost disgust and said "I thought she didn't want one right now?" Seriously wanted to put hands through the phone and knock her out. Can you pretend to be happy for your friend. You may never want kids but really? I told her to act surprised and happy for her. Sometimes people just surprise me or actually do not surprise me....
I know this is cornnnnnney but Kelly Clarkson is coming to concert around me in the fall and I am so fucking excited. Yes I will be one of the few adults getting off from the great music lyrics of Kelly Clarkson! What about it????
Butttttt..... sometimes I love my friends but one I just wanted to punch in the face a couple of days ago!
Negative nelly (NN) was on the phone with me complaining about something as usual when I asked if she has talked to Hairstylista lately. She said no and I told her she was pregnant. Now let me preface this that Hairstylista is married three years, has a house, audi car and a great job. Although not planned and not at all expected it is a good thing. So I told NN and her first reaction is almost disgust and said "I thought she didn't want one right now?" Seriously wanted to put hands through the phone and knock her out. Can you pretend to be happy for your friend. You may never want kids but really? I told her to act surprised and happy for her. Sometimes people just surprise me or actually do not surprise me....
I know this is cornnnnnney but Kelly Clarkson is coming to concert around me in the fall and I am so fucking excited. Yes I will be one of the few adults getting off from the great music lyrics of Kelly Clarkson! What about it????
Punching friends in face..
I have been very lucky to have amazing friends over the years. I have a group of girlfriends that I have been friends with over 8-15 years (Hey what can I say I am very good at calling people, hehehe)! They are all amazing and different, very different...which is funny because we usually get along so great.
Let me list them quickly with a little background so you can understand future stories (good and bad) that may arise.
1.: Hairstrylista: One of my best friends of all time, sweet, fun, loving, and always been there for me. She was the maid of honor in my wedding and I hers. I laugh because she is sooo GUCCI, and I am Marshalls clearance but the things that she lacks (self esteem, and speaking about her feelings) I force her and the things I lack (control, and poise) she gives back to me. She can be a bitch to her husband, well for most men in her life. Luckily her husband is super laid back (also my huybbys best friend) and he is a lifer (aka off the boat irish catholic) and loves hairstylista to death.
2. Negative Nelly: The name says alot. This girl has been friends with me since highschool. She is beautiful, sooo smart (she is my science buddy), and very out going but as the name points out.....Negative! She can be sooo fun and amazing but honestly she is never happy with current situation EVER. It's either her school husband, house, dog, etc. She is so great in other fasions but sometimes I want to shake her like a case of baby shaken syndrome and force her to look at how her life is pretty fucking great.
3. The giver: This friend of me is such a wonderful giving person who has the most infectious laugh and smile. She is amazing in the fact that she put herself through community college, college, and onto a pretty ivy league graduate program. ALL ON HER OWN! She is a great role model and sooo much fun. Problem is she is a social worker and what do they day about doctors being patients? Well Social workers are the same. She can help others but has been in and out of a relationship with a loser, drug addict who has cheated, stole and going nowhere for about 4-5 years. She can't seem to say goodbye. She thinks she can save him or even worse does not think she deserves better. Can't save one who doesn't want to be saved but I keep trying to get her busy so the calls will be less and less to the douchbag.
4. The Party animal: This is the best friend who no matter where you are or what you are doing if you want a fun time she is up for it. You cannot not have a good time with this friend. This is great but as we get older the recovery gets harder and harder plus this friend is an only child and a bit drmamatic aka biligerant drunk. It's a fifty fifty chance wether she will start a fight with someone, or you by the end of the night.
5. Italian Princess: She was my saviour when Husband and I broke up (before he came cralwing back, hehehe!) ABOUT 2 YEARS ago. We were both broken hearted and clung to each other since it seemed like we were the only two who were single and miserable. She is a sweetheart and gorgeous but at the same time her priorities are a bit fucked. She will by a new 2000 dollar tattoe instead of saving to move out of her parents house. Did I mention she is 28?
6.: Coworker: Drop dead gorgeous but another only child who has never had much bad happen in her life. This is not a bad thing but it means any little thing is a huge dramatic panic attack. She gets every guy after her but still complains about not being skinny, etc. She is a blast at every party and very smart. Overall a great person but parents definately fucked up her self esteem.
Those are my girls good and bad, so I guess I should put my listing up to..
7.: Me: LOUD, know it all who will give anything to my friends and family at the drop of a hat. A control freak who is the most open out of the group but expects too much sometimes from people. Little too much of a partier but went the furthest in school who comes from a large family.
Will continue story later....
Let me list them quickly with a little background so you can understand future stories (good and bad) that may arise.
1.: Hairstrylista: One of my best friends of all time, sweet, fun, loving, and always been there for me. She was the maid of honor in my wedding and I hers. I laugh because she is sooo GUCCI, and I am Marshalls clearance but the things that she lacks (self esteem, and speaking about her feelings) I force her and the things I lack (control, and poise) she gives back to me. She can be a bitch to her husband, well for most men in her life. Luckily her husband is super laid back (also my huybbys best friend) and he is a lifer (aka off the boat irish catholic) and loves hairstylista to death.
2. Negative Nelly: The name says alot. This girl has been friends with me since highschool. She is beautiful, sooo smart (she is my science buddy), and very out going but as the name points out.....Negative! She can be sooo fun and amazing but honestly she is never happy with current situation EVER. It's either her school husband, house, dog, etc. She is so great in other fasions but sometimes I want to shake her like a case of baby shaken syndrome and force her to look at how her life is pretty fucking great.
3. The giver: This friend of me is such a wonderful giving person who has the most infectious laugh and smile. She is amazing in the fact that she put herself through community college, college, and onto a pretty ivy league graduate program. ALL ON HER OWN! She is a great role model and sooo much fun. Problem is she is a social worker and what do they day about doctors being patients? Well Social workers are the same. She can help others but has been in and out of a relationship with a loser, drug addict who has cheated, stole and going nowhere for about 4-5 years. She can't seem to say goodbye. She thinks she can save him or even worse does not think she deserves better. Can't save one who doesn't want to be saved but I keep trying to get her busy so the calls will be less and less to the douchbag.
4. The Party animal: This is the best friend who no matter where you are or what you are doing if you want a fun time she is up for it. You cannot not have a good time with this friend. This is great but as we get older the recovery gets harder and harder plus this friend is an only child and a bit drmamatic aka biligerant drunk. It's a fifty fifty chance wether she will start a fight with someone, or you by the end of the night.
5. Italian Princess: She was my saviour when Husband and I broke up (before he came cralwing back, hehehe!) ABOUT 2 YEARS ago. We were both broken hearted and clung to each other since it seemed like we were the only two who were single and miserable. She is a sweetheart and gorgeous but at the same time her priorities are a bit fucked. She will by a new 2000 dollar tattoe instead of saving to move out of her parents house. Did I mention she is 28?
6.: Coworker: Drop dead gorgeous but another only child who has never had much bad happen in her life. This is not a bad thing but it means any little thing is a huge dramatic panic attack. She gets every guy after her but still complains about not being skinny, etc. She is a blast at every party and very smart. Overall a great person but parents definately fucked up her self esteem.
Those are my girls good and bad, so I guess I should put my listing up to..
7.: Me: LOUD, know it all who will give anything to my friends and family at the drop of a hat. A control freak who is the most open out of the group but expects too much sometimes from people. Little too much of a partier but went the furthest in school who comes from a large family.
Will continue story later....
Friday, August 7, 2009
Love happy hours with old coworkers
I love being able to go to happy hour with old coworkers because of the following reasons....
1. Since you do not work there anymore more people buy you drinks (cha ching)
2. Never tire of conversation since you haven't seen them in 4-6 months
3. More drinks bought for you...
4. Doing tequila shots with old boss while talking about smoking weed
5. Can listen to work bullshit and realize that it doesn't affect you anymore..
6. keeping contacts is great in this crappy economy
And best reasons...
7. LOTS of drinks bought for you...
1. Since you do not work there anymore more people buy you drinks (cha ching)
2. Never tire of conversation since you haven't seen them in 4-6 months
3. More drinks bought for you...
4. Doing tequila shots with old boss while talking about smoking weed
5. Can listen to work bullshit and realize that it doesn't affect you anymore..
6. keeping contacts is great in this crappy economy
And best reasons...
7. LOTS of drinks bought for you...
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Ambien is the best for me and my hubby....
Life it good, really good right now! Made it through first year of marriage and haven't killed him yet and vice versa, hehehe! Although I have found a new love that makes for a perfect triangle in my marriage. AMBIEN CR!
I for years have been an insomniac and light sleeper....seriously I have had to use ear plugs my whole life and still wake up. SOOOOO every once in a while I will pop an Ambien CR. Well let me tell you an incident occur ed that made my husband love it even more and not because I was well rested in the morning.
One night I was out with my coworker and we partied it up, had a blast but by the time I got home I was pretty blasted (hehehe, like my play on words, lame I know) and I took a Ambien CR. Well few minutes later the sleepiness kicks in and the last thing I remember is walking into the bedroom and taking my clothes off to jump into bed. Woke up refreshed and a little hung over but overall great. I work, run errands and then come home. The following conversation ensues as I walk through the door to my husband....
H: You were such a dirty girl last night (with a huge grin)
Me: What are you talking about?
H: You were so hot last night! I have never heard you talk like that ever!?
Me: We had sex last night? (totally confused)
H: No, you gave me the most mind blowing 45 minute blow job ever and the shit that came out of your mouth! Ha, I can't even repeat it....
Me: What the fuck are you talking about, I don't remember any of it
H starts laughing alot
H: You don't remember it????
Me: You are so lying...that never happened
H: Swear on my families life...you talked worse than a porn star crack whore who hadn't had a hit in two days...
Me: No shit....wish I could remember any of it
H: We guess we must dub you the "PHANTOM SUCKER"
Me: It must have been Ambien I took last night, side effects are memory lost
H: And sucking mad dick????
Me: apparently.....
H: Do we have more Ambien I think it should be a nightly thing.....
So far that has only happened once, guess it's no surprise that I don't do anything like sleep walk, drive a car, etc.....I am the slut who talks like a porn star and sucks a mean dick.
I for years have been an insomniac and light sleeper....seriously I have had to use ear plugs my whole life and still wake up. SOOOOO every once in a while I will pop an Ambien CR. Well let me tell you an incident occur ed that made my husband love it even more and not because I was well rested in the morning.
One night I was out with my coworker and we partied it up, had a blast but by the time I got home I was pretty blasted (hehehe, like my play on words, lame I know) and I took a Ambien CR. Well few minutes later the sleepiness kicks in and the last thing I remember is walking into the bedroom and taking my clothes off to jump into bed. Woke up refreshed and a little hung over but overall great. I work, run errands and then come home. The following conversation ensues as I walk through the door to my husband....
H: You were such a dirty girl last night (with a huge grin)
Me: What are you talking about?
H: You were so hot last night! I have never heard you talk like that ever!?
Me: We had sex last night? (totally confused)
H: No, you gave me the most mind blowing 45 minute blow job ever and the shit that came out of your mouth! Ha, I can't even repeat it....
Me: What the fuck are you talking about, I don't remember any of it
H starts laughing alot
H: You don't remember it????
Me: You are so lying...that never happened
H: Swear on my families life...you talked worse than a porn star crack whore who hadn't had a hit in two days...
Me: No shit....wish I could remember any of it
H: We guess we must dub you the "PHANTOM SUCKER"
Me: It must have been Ambien I took last night, side effects are memory lost
H: And sucking mad dick????
Me: apparently.....
H: Do we have more Ambien I think it should be a nightly thing.....
So far that has only happened once, guess it's no surprise that I don't do anything like sleep walk, drive a car, etc.....I am the slut who talks like a porn star and sucks a mean dick.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Soooooo drunk...
So at this my point in my life I am pretty calm, pretty much stay in during the week and get alot of sleep. Seriously last night I crawled into bed last night at 9:45pm...yes I am officially old! But damn that sleep was almost orgasmic.
Yet when i say that...I went to work with my boss today (which is always stressfull!) and came home to a kick boxing class. I got a call from a good friend of mine which we will call social worker. She is all good wors a "saver" she will do everything for others but behind it all does not think she deserve the same. So long story short she has been with a crack addict the last 5 years even though she is ivy league. Plus even more than that she is the most caring, understanding person I have ever met. So how do you make a person like that feel like they can vent on you and it is not a burden.......that is my issue.
Besides that shit I am pretty drunk....when I get drunk I think tooo much! I think that is most people but my issue is I want to type it down but with my crappy skills of typing makes it a little difficult...not that you would know this but I clear about every word in the last 5 paragraphs.
I want to say all that I think but I actually feel like I might puke....don't think less of me, actually I don't give a flying fuck because I know after vomitting and passing out I will be in pass out heaven. (deep down inside my catholic guilt will make me regret all of this, but until tomorrow)
Yet when i say that...I went to work with my boss today (which is always stressfull!) and came home to a kick boxing class. I got a call from a good friend of mine which we will call social worker. She is all good wors a "saver" she will do everything for others but behind it all does not think she deserve the same. So long story short she has been with a crack addict the last 5 years even though she is ivy league. Plus even more than that she is the most caring, understanding person I have ever met. So how do you make a person like that feel like they can vent on you and it is not a burden.......that is my issue.
Besides that shit I am pretty drunk....when I get drunk I think tooo much! I think that is most people but my issue is I want to type it down but with my crappy skills of typing makes it a little difficult...not that you would know this but I clear about every word in the last 5 paragraphs.
I want to say all that I think but I actually feel like I might puke....don't think less of me, actually I don't give a flying fuck because I know after vomitting and passing out I will be in pass out heaven. (deep down inside my catholic guilt will make me regret all of this, but until tomorrow)
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
So much, yet still the same!
Well I am a complete blogger loser! This new job, well not so new anymore has definitely been sucking me dry. Not in a bad way just alot of work and with trying to keep a life, go to the gym it has been tricky.
Some updates for the few who read (all three, hehehe)
I am going to FUCKING Jamaica in a month! Whoo hoo, so excited and we are going with thirteen people total. It is so amazing and will probably be the last time we can all coordinate something like this. My only issue is......my girlfriends are all about 5'2 and 90 lbs! If I have to listen to them comment on how fat they are one more time I am going to force feed them 25 whoppers with whip cream on them. I on the other hand wish I could loose about 10 lbs but hey all I would have to do is stop eating! I am pretty good about the gym but not about food. I don't always eat crap I just have no control over portion size. My hubby on the other hand has to fight to keep weight on so this makes for an interesting dynamic when it comes to me trying to eat healthy.
Work is good and I had my first review which went exactly how I pictured it. With all these retarded corporate reviews you could be the most perfect person but there is ALWaYS something to work on. So go in there and be proactive about all the fucked up shit you need to fix and they drool over it. If you have a excel on how you are planning to change your flaw remember your boss may start masturbating in front of you.
My sister had a baby! First baby of all my sisters and can I say BITCH! She had the baby in 2 hours, no drugs and this was her first time. The baby was 9.8 lbs and she only gained twenty! You must deduct a pound or two for her MASSIVE TITS and overall my sister literally only gained like 8 lbs! What the fuck and honestly she looked amazing, like those fake TV births where they still look like models! Don't get me wrong my sister is amazing and she deserves it like no other, but I have some feelings that karma will get me for no being a do gooder like my sister by having a 27 hour labor with a 50 lbs kid!
Finally I want to rip my nose off, finally at the age of 27 I have contracted allergies! Yes, I say contracted! How can I never have them and no go into sneezing fits wanting to rip my eyeballs out so I can use a wire brush to scratch them. I am going to bed early....
P.S. turning 28 in a month.....starting to feel old and soon will have to change this website from quarter life crisis to old bitch!
Some updates for the few who read (all three, hehehe)
I am going to FUCKING Jamaica in a month! Whoo hoo, so excited and we are going with thirteen people total. It is so amazing and will probably be the last time we can all coordinate something like this. My only issue is......my girlfriends are all about 5'2 and 90 lbs! If I have to listen to them comment on how fat they are one more time I am going to force feed them 25 whoppers with whip cream on them. I on the other hand wish I could loose about 10 lbs but hey all I would have to do is stop eating! I am pretty good about the gym but not about food. I don't always eat crap I just have no control over portion size. My hubby on the other hand has to fight to keep weight on so this makes for an interesting dynamic when it comes to me trying to eat healthy.
Work is good and I had my first review which went exactly how I pictured it. With all these retarded corporate reviews you could be the most perfect person but there is ALWaYS something to work on. So go in there and be proactive about all the fucked up shit you need to fix and they drool over it. If you have a excel on how you are planning to change your flaw remember your boss may start masturbating in front of you.
My sister had a baby! First baby of all my sisters and can I say BITCH! She had the baby in 2 hours, no drugs and this was her first time. The baby was 9.8 lbs and she only gained twenty! You must deduct a pound or two for her MASSIVE TITS and overall my sister literally only gained like 8 lbs! What the fuck and honestly she looked amazing, like those fake TV births where they still look like models! Don't get me wrong my sister is amazing and she deserves it like no other, but I have some feelings that karma will get me for no being a do gooder like my sister by having a 27 hour labor with a 50 lbs kid!
Finally I want to rip my nose off, finally at the age of 27 I have contracted allergies! Yes, I say contracted! How can I never have them and no go into sneezing fits wanting to rip my eyeballs out so I can use a wire brush to scratch them. I am going to bed early....
P.S. turning 28 in a month.....starting to feel old and soon will have to change this website from quarter life crisis to old bitch!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Alergies, Business trip, and being good.
So I am off again to a business trip where we get pumped and learn new things...I actually need this since I feel like I am in a slump with my job. Do not get me wrong I love it but sometimes you start to feel like you are living in groundhog day. I will say one thing I love my coworkers and we always have a blast.
There is this once douchebag boss (not mine but my coworkers) who irritates the fuck out of me, it is like pulling teeth to pretend I actually like this guy. I get the feeling he feels the same but we have to play nice. He is a corporate, compliance nazi who gives people in our field basically a bad name, plus he is a mean, micromanaging boss! Errrr thank god he is not my boss and I really only deal with him a few times a year...
As for my head and eyes I want to rip them out, I can't stop sneezing and my eyes look like I smoked a hge blunt without the euphoric effect! I basically am allergic to certain types of white wines and I instead of steering clear of it I down a magnum at a birthday party last night. Hence the red faced, snot nosed reaction....even better my roomie and coworker has a stomach bug from her kids! Please pray that I do not get sick either....
Well back to rbbing my nose raw and some sleep.
There is this once douchebag boss (not mine but my coworkers) who irritates the fuck out of me, it is like pulling teeth to pretend I actually like this guy. I get the feeling he feels the same but we have to play nice. He is a corporate, compliance nazi who gives people in our field basically a bad name, plus he is a mean, micromanaging boss! Errrr thank god he is not my boss and I really only deal with him a few times a year...
As for my head and eyes I want to rip them out, I can't stop sneezing and my eyes look like I smoked a hge blunt without the euphoric effect! I basically am allergic to certain types of white wines and I instead of steering clear of it I down a magnum at a birthday party last night. Hence the red faced, snot nosed reaction....even better my roomie and coworker has a stomach bug from her kids! Please pray that I do not get sick either....
Well back to rbbing my nose raw and some sleep.
Friday, January 2, 2009
New Years, birthdays and a little bitterness...
Well I have survived two siblings birthdays, and new years which basically means I am BROKE. I need to turn a new leaf with money. I don't get what my problem is? I do not buy shoes, bags, or clothes, no my issue is going out, partying and buying crazy things like toilet paper. I need a new year and need to seriously change my budgeting skills. Plus I need to loose about 10-15 lbs and soon. With my new budgeting new clothes would be out of the question.
Besides my crappy lack of control my New years was fun. It was a New Years/Sisters 30th birthday which was a little too much fun. Between beer pong, shots, a whole lotta wine I had a serious hangover yesterday. AKA spent most of day between bathroom and bed. I haven't had that bad of a day since college.
The party was great but my parents came and as much as I love my rents my mother is always dealing with some sort of stress that most times she puts on herself. This time my old decrepid grandmother who is the epitome of 50's house wife whose life is over because she does not have a man or children to take care of, is slowly sucking the life out of my mother. So instead of kissing my new husband at New Years I was consoling my mother. Oh well what to do...
On a completely different note I have been having dreams that S cheated on my with my two sisters and really didn't seem to care. I woke up seriously pissed and almost wanted to bash his sleepy little head in before I contained myself! Anyone know what a cheating husband in your dreams means? Please tell me it has to do with winning the lottery!
Besides my crappy lack of control my New years was fun. It was a New Years/Sisters 30th birthday which was a little too much fun. Between beer pong, shots, a whole lotta wine I had a serious hangover yesterday. AKA spent most of day between bathroom and bed. I haven't had that bad of a day since college.
The party was great but my parents came and as much as I love my rents my mother is always dealing with some sort of stress that most times she puts on herself. This time my old decrepid grandmother who is the epitome of 50's house wife whose life is over because she does not have a man or children to take care of, is slowly sucking the life out of my mother. So instead of kissing my new husband at New Years I was consoling my mother. Oh well what to do...
On a completely different note I have been having dreams that S cheated on my with my two sisters and really didn't seem to care. I woke up seriously pissed and almost wanted to bash his sleepy little head in before I contained myself! Anyone know what a cheating husband in your dreams means? Please tell me it has to do with winning the lottery!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Hahaha
So I am a pharmaceutical sales rep aka legal drug dealer and let me tell you how can some of these crazies be doctors? Doctors who save and hold people's lives in their hands.
Example: " I think I am going to get hand guns for every exam room since people are getting more and more ghetto."
WHAT the fuck!? Really, I am not anti gun but seriously? And the worst part is I have to not totally call him a fuckface and retard, so I respond: " Can you pass the bread"
Example: " I think I am going to get hand guns for every exam room since people are getting more and more ghetto."
WHAT the fuck!? Really, I am not anti gun but seriously? And the worst part is I have to not totally call him a fuckface and retard, so I respond: " Can you pass the bread"
Answer me this...
OK I love my husband but sometimes just sometimes...
How is it I feel like I give everything, and he gets mad and I give him everything he wants but not everything I want. Maybe more than that I get mad because he gets mad at me because of things he has done to me...
I sit there and call him before I do anything, clean the whole place all the time, (I am not the best cook, I will give him that), work hard to make more money aka saving for a moter cycle for him, and constantly jump on his bones.
Now after being not giving the same response (which I didn't take in a bad way) but more in a way that "Hey I will be the exact same way you have been to me" I get a bad response. Please answer me this?
How do I mirror your exact reaction that you have given me then you make me feel bad? Not in a bitchy horrible way but I really let alot of shit go most of my girlfriends dont...what so ever! Now I am no where near perfect but seriously I try to only react to the same I am given, but I get this girly reaction from a guy's guy!
So please tell me.....why should I put up with this reaction, HUH?
I suck a good dick, never ask for money, love him, give him compliments, and boost his ego....I get why are you going out (he went out the night before), watches porn, and overall acts like a lesbian lover. On a side note I am irritated and had a couple of glasses a wine, hmmmm maybe I am a little pissed off.
How is it I feel like I give everything, and he gets mad and I give him everything he wants but not everything I want. Maybe more than that I get mad because he gets mad at me because of things he has done to me...
I sit there and call him before I do anything, clean the whole place all the time, (I am not the best cook, I will give him that), work hard to make more money aka saving for a moter cycle for him, and constantly jump on his bones.
Now after being not giving the same response (which I didn't take in a bad way) but more in a way that "Hey I will be the exact same way you have been to me" I get a bad response. Please answer me this?
How do I mirror your exact reaction that you have given me then you make me feel bad? Not in a bitchy horrible way but I really let alot of shit go most of my girlfriends dont...what so ever! Now I am no where near perfect but seriously I try to only react to the same I am given, but I get this girly reaction from a guy's guy!
So please tell me.....why should I put up with this reaction, HUH?
I suck a good dick, never ask for money, love him, give him compliments, and boost his ego....I get why are you going out (he went out the night before), watches porn, and overall acts like a lesbian lover. On a side note I am irritated and had a couple of glasses a wine, hmmmm maybe I am a little pissed off.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Hmmm fantasies
Ok so I love S. more than life itself and we have a great sex life but honestly the other night I fantaqsized I was having sex with Edward from the Twilight series! Seriously I just saw the movie and damn was the guy hot! Only thing that kind of upset me was the actor is only 22! Holy shit I officially am starting to feel old.
I feel like I am 18 in my mind but apparently the clock does not stop. I am starting to get smile lines! WHAT THE HECK! I need to stop laughing and smiling apparently.
On the front Thanksgiving is coming up and I really could do without. Do not get me wrong my family is great and we have a blast but Thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday, food is ok but kind of boring. I am not a football person and most of the parts of the dinner I could do without. I hate cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes (I know my parents want to kill me), and candied yams...so pretty much I only enjoy stuffing, and the turkey. Now I am a grown woman and will eat all of it but could do without. For S. it is a great day since he is a garbage compact man with a wooden leg. (Seriously annoying that he never gains any weight!)
I am sure I will have some ridicuolous stories from the night before or the day of so if I don't write before that I hope everyone has a great thanksgiving with their families and friends.
I feel like I am 18 in my mind but apparently the clock does not stop. I am starting to get smile lines! WHAT THE HECK! I need to stop laughing and smiling apparently.
On the front Thanksgiving is coming up and I really could do without. Do not get me wrong my family is great and we have a blast but Thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday, food is ok but kind of boring. I am not a football person and most of the parts of the dinner I could do without. I hate cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes (I know my parents want to kill me), and candied yams...so pretty much I only enjoy stuffing, and the turkey. Now I am a grown woman and will eat all of it but could do without. For S. it is a great day since he is a garbage compact man with a wooden leg. (Seriously annoying that he never gains any weight!)
I am sure I will have some ridicuolous stories from the night before or the day of so if I don't write before that I hope everyone has a great thanksgiving with their families and friends.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Pulled in every direction
Do you ever feel like you are being pullled in every direction. I love my life, I love my family and I love my friends but sometimes just sometimes I fell like it is too much.....
A. my best friend has an eating disorder and usually a mess, but I finally told her I would not be her friend if she wouldn't get help. She did but I feel like I need to keep her okay...
B. One of my friends has a boyfriend who is a crackhead, but the craziest thing is she is brilliant who has gone to a grad school that is an ivy league and is kind nice and good..
C. My sister had a miscarriage and now is pregnant about 18 weeks and happy but always on edge
D. My other girlfriend is broken up with a guy who hit her before she dumped him and I think she should not talk to him....
So with all of this happening I think a few thoughts
A. WHAT the fuck is going on, how did this happen
B. I need to not talk to anyone
C. How do I help all of these people that I love
D. I feel so lucky to be me
So mix all of that together and what you get is someone who is exhausted and happy to have friends but someone who prays that everyone will be happy. I have too many friends and my husband who se eme as this rock adn I am there but they never listen they never care, they keep spiraling out of control...I can only try and sometimes that does not feel enough....
A. my best friend has an eating disorder and usually a mess, but I finally told her I would not be her friend if she wouldn't get help. She did but I feel like I need to keep her okay...
B. One of my friends has a boyfriend who is a crackhead, but the craziest thing is she is brilliant who has gone to a grad school that is an ivy league and is kind nice and good..
C. My sister had a miscarriage and now is pregnant about 18 weeks and happy but always on edge
D. My other girlfriend is broken up with a guy who hit her before she dumped him and I think she should not talk to him....
So with all of this happening I think a few thoughts
A. WHAT the fuck is going on, how did this happen
B. I need to not talk to anyone
C. How do I help all of these people that I love
D. I feel so lucky to be me
So mix all of that together and what you get is someone who is exhausted and happy to have friends but someone who prays that everyone will be happy. I have too many friends and my husband who se eme as this rock adn I am there but they never listen they never care, they keep spiraling out of control...I can only try and sometimes that does not feel enough....
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
HOLY SHIT!
I know I am the worst blogger ever, and there is no one to blame but myself. Soooo lets try and sum up the last 5 months. Started my new whiz bangy job which I love. I am a legal drg dealer who wines and dines medical professionals (I have lots of great fucked up stories to come...). I also got married which was great and it went so well and was a blast (lots of stories too) and still have a tendency to drink to much.
I still have the quarterlife craziness, hmmm all of a sudden I have become a baby machine or should be because to my parents there is absolutely no other reason to get married. My new name should be Mrs. Resistant to become a breeding machine just yet. Luckily my sister just got pregnant so that should hold them off for a while. I mean really what other parents besides irish catholics are asking you a month before you walk down the aisle when you are getting knocked up (after they offer you a drink). My response is " I have spent this long not trying to get pregnant and I would like to drink at my wedding?"
Lots of drama with the friends which will dedicate whole blogs for each of them. Luckily and knock on wood I have no craziness as of now. Family good, Husband good (sounds way to weird and almost snooty to say that shit) and work is good. I am holding my breath that this will last since I have never had happiness in all three at once ever. THANK you for that right now. I will be better about keeping up with this since I miss all of my bloggers!
I still have the quarterlife craziness, hmmm all of a sudden I have become a baby machine or should be because to my parents there is absolutely no other reason to get married. My new name should be Mrs. Resistant to become a breeding machine just yet. Luckily my sister just got pregnant so that should hold them off for a while. I mean really what other parents besides irish catholics are asking you a month before you walk down the aisle when you are getting knocked up (after they offer you a drink). My response is " I have spent this long not trying to get pregnant and I would like to drink at my wedding?"
Lots of drama with the friends which will dedicate whole blogs for each of them. Luckily and knock on wood I have no craziness as of now. Family good, Husband good (sounds way to weird and almost snooty to say that shit) and work is good. I am holding my breath that this will last since I have never had happiness in all three at once ever. THANK you for that right now. I will be better about keeping up with this since I miss all of my bloggers!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Need to stop traveling
I am so freaking tired, I am still at training which is crazy but this friday I left early for one of my best friends wedding. I was a co-maid of honor in her wedding. It was over 4 hours to get home which sucked (should have only taken 2 hours) but the rehearsal was fun and the wedding was great. A little disorganized but alot of fun. I have never seen a bride more nervous in my entire life. The poor thing was so beautiful but she got so nervous and blotchy. I kept trying to make her laugh. You actually would have been proud of me I was a smash hit with my speech and I didn't get to drunk, a little but not too drunk.
SO I have one more week of fucking training (sorry just a little sick of all the traveling) and then in three weeks will be my wedding. CRAZY shit and hopefully I won't be a blotchy bride either. Need to remember to drink a little before the ceremony.
SO I have one more week of fucking training (sorry just a little sick of all the traveling) and then in three weeks will be my wedding. CRAZY shit and hopefully I won't be a blotchy bride either. Need to remember to drink a little before the ceremony.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Crazy Bachelorette Party
Ohhh my god, My bbachelorette party was so freaking amazing! I had the best time with thirteen girlfriends of mine. I basically can sum it up in a nutshell. I got drunk, sold life savers off my chest and rode a bull until my skirt went up to my neck and my ass was shown to the whole city of Boston. Like I said, I don't go down without a bang!
On other news I am still at training and it is fun but really stressful. So much info at once but my main problem is not the science part more the sales, you have to work toward this certain verbage and algorythym which is not me. Now talking to everyone they basically say that it is not that way in the field but with any training you have to tell them what they want to hear. SO I swallow what they want and vomit it back out. Thank god for the amazing chicks I have met, it feels like 4 years of college all rolled into 4 weeks. I do feel a bit sad because S is home as sick as a dog and he is alone. I hate being sick alone so I feel extra guilty. Not that he has said anything but again Catholic guilt has come up in my veins.
So I go to bed feeling guilty, dirty from my bachelorrette party and tired from being so fake. Wish me luck, hehehe!
On other news I am still at training and it is fun but really stressful. So much info at once but my main problem is not the science part more the sales, you have to work toward this certain verbage and algorythym which is not me. Now talking to everyone they basically say that it is not that way in the field but with any training you have to tell them what they want to hear. SO I swallow what they want and vomit it back out. Thank god for the amazing chicks I have met, it feels like 4 years of college all rolled into 4 weeks. I do feel a bit sad because S is home as sick as a dog and he is alone. I hate being sick alone so I feel extra guilty. Not that he has said anything but again Catholic guilt has come up in my veins.
So I go to bed feeling guilty, dirty from my bachelorrette party and tired from being so fake. Wish me luck, hehehe!
Thursday, May 1, 2008
I'm a bitch
OK I am going to revert to being a bitch (sometimes I can't help it) plus this is supposed to be the forum where I say what I really feel as opposed to what I would ever act upon. I am at training, for a whole month. You heard right....a whole month I have this great suite with a great roommate (she is from manhatten) and I have met a bucnh of cool people. But I need you to imagine a bunch of sale people. Phamraceutical sales people which mean Type A personality, good looking people who are alot of fun.
This is so great where everyone is fun. I can talk to anyone but at the same time you can figure out in three days the male whores and dirty sluts (did I mention I am a bitch). Now when I say this... I do not mean jealousy I mean guys who are married and have three kids below 6 and women who offer themselves up to two guys at once.
Part of me is torn because the girls are a bit younger and in my impetuous days I was a cock tease...BIG time. I would talk a big game but never act, and I loved attention from guys. Whatever who am I kidding I still do but not from men who have stated they are married and have kids. Hmmm I wonder if this upsets me because i AM GETTING MARRIED IN 5 WEEKS. Besides that I feel Like I hold women up to a higher standard.
There is this amazingly beautiful girl in my class, I mean I want to be her. She is hot, sweet and appears to be nice. So in my eyes I am like holy shit she has it all. Well then I see her offer herself to two guys, not jokingly.....for real. I am flabergasted because she could have any man in the crowd and she is settling for any lame ass guy paying attention to her. This is the core of me bothers me. NO women for any matter should be like this...but this girl is model hot. So I am a bitch when I say... SHE IS A SLUT.
So even though everyone is so great...guys and girls included I can't help but realize I am getting old. I think it's crazy for the hot girl to be like that and upsetting for the married man to act like such a douchebag. I seriously do not know when and where my party lifestyle made me become such a bitch?
Excuse me while I go change my depends and put on golden girls....
This is so great where everyone is fun. I can talk to anyone but at the same time you can figure out in three days the male whores and dirty sluts (did I mention I am a bitch). Now when I say this... I do not mean jealousy I mean guys who are married and have three kids below 6 and women who offer themselves up to two guys at once.
Part of me is torn because the girls are a bit younger and in my impetuous days I was a cock tease...BIG time. I would talk a big game but never act, and I loved attention from guys. Whatever who am I kidding I still do but not from men who have stated they are married and have kids. Hmmm I wonder if this upsets me because i AM GETTING MARRIED IN 5 WEEKS. Besides that I feel Like I hold women up to a higher standard.
There is this amazingly beautiful girl in my class, I mean I want to be her. She is hot, sweet and appears to be nice. So in my eyes I am like holy shit she has it all. Well then I see her offer herself to two guys, not jokingly.....for real. I am flabergasted because she could have any man in the crowd and she is settling for any lame ass guy paying attention to her. This is the core of me bothers me. NO women for any matter should be like this...but this girl is model hot. So I am a bitch when I say... SHE IS A SLUT.
So even though everyone is so great...guys and girls included I can't help but realize I am getting old. I think it's crazy for the hot girl to be like that and upsetting for the married man to act like such a douchebag. I seriously do not know when and where my party lifestyle made me become such a bitch?
Excuse me while I go change my depends and put on golden girls....
Training
Well I am here in NJ for training...definately alot of cool people and some not so cool. I will update soon and miss having sex with S. Guess my good ole vibrator will have to do.
P.S. I never knew after 4 years that my vibrator glows in the dark, hehehe!
P.S. I never knew after 4 years that my vibrator glows in the dark, hehehe!
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Hmmm is S picking up or...
SO I didn't go to bed until 2 am, due to my masturbation and blogging late last night (had to catch up on all my favorites, you know who you are!) and get this!
This morning at like 6 am S gets up and gives me the normal kiss goodbye while I am in bed, and I kind of wake up hug him and tell him "Ohhh I wish you could just stay in bed with me!" then roll over and go to bed.
He leaves the room and then comes back (not sure of time frame I was asleep) and he says Hey if you can give me a ride I can stay an extra half hour (his car is in the shop and has been taking the bus)I of course agree and he gets naked comes back to bed and we have great sex.
WHAT the hell?
Is he a mind reader....or looked at the history on our computer and saw me looking up tons of scottish/irish porn? I think the latter and you know what?
GOOD I got my sex
Remind self to continue to look up porn so he remembers that I need sex too.
This morning at like 6 am S gets up and gives me the normal kiss goodbye while I am in bed, and I kind of wake up hug him and tell him "Ohhh I wish you could just stay in bed with me!" then roll over and go to bed.
He leaves the room and then comes back (not sure of time frame I was asleep) and he says Hey if you can give me a ride I can stay an extra half hour (his car is in the shop and has been taking the bus)I of course agree and he gets naked comes back to bed and we have great sex.
WHAT the hell?
Is he a mind reader....or looked at the history on our computer and saw me looking up tons of scottish/irish porn? I think the latter and you know what?
GOOD I got my sex
Remind self to continue to look up porn so he remembers that I need sex too.
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