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Friday, October 28, 2011

I mean REALLY???

I lost my job a couple of years ago. It was OK at the time because I knew I had another job, cool right. Two years of busting my ass and last week the incompetent assholes called me in to remove me from my job again. Dumbfounded does not begin to describe my thought process. However I am taking this time to regroup (read simmer) and finish my last semester of school.

Then to add insult to injury, Kendall broke her arm in a soccer game the following Saturday morning. This in and of itself was awful as I was not there but I was coaching Conner's volleyball game, but my insurance (which I kept and paid for the Cobra) requires me to go right back to the place that escorted me out. You would think as a paying patient that I would be treated with some modicum of respect, but oh would you be mistaken. I'm not sure how they knew I was in the building (I think my patient profile was tagged) but from the minute we hit the ER exam room, security was following me. I mean really, you people think broke my daughter's arm just to get back in this shithole and cause problems??? What the hell is wrong with you?

I am happier not being there, but I sure do miss my patients and most of my co-workers. The consultant supervisor they brought in look like Roz from Monsters Inc.



My neighbor who works at the front desk as a scheduler told me that the staff as a whole was notified that my name was not to be mentioned. My name being mentioned is grounds for a disciplinary write up. You would think I had committed a felony up in there. She of course said she would mention any ones name she chose and if they tried to write her up they would have a lawsuit on their hands, you know that whole first amendment thing.

Anyway, I have an oral Spanish exam on Skype in two weeks. Have I mentioned I don't speak Spanish very well even though I do well on the homework and quizzes. The odds of me passing this thing vary between slim and non at all. I pray to just pass the class.

Friday, April 15, 2011

So...where was I...

I realized today that I hadn't been here in awhile. I'm not sure why. Maybe it was school, maybe it was the mini nervous breakdown I had last spring after the trainwreck dating fiasco I had, maybe it was the never ending soccer schedule that my kid had, I don't really know, but I decided it was well past time.

I am still not dating

Baby daddy is still in prison

Leslie is still alive and yes we did March Madness again this year (although fucking UConn won which pissed me right off)

The NFL is on vacation for the foreseeable future which pisses me right off as well

I still have three weeks left in the semester and it might be the death of me

I have ONE FUCKING SEMESTER left and then I'm finally finished

I am still committed to living in a yurt someday

The condo I was living in when I had to move and my house got foreclosed on, got foreclosed on...I moved directly across the street

so...whay's up with you?

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Thoughts for a random Thursday

I went to Bon Jovi, it was a spiritual and amazing experience!

I want to go to the Keys...alone.

I wonder what Kim Kardahian is thinking!

I am going to the west coast this fall and I'm totally stoked!

I miss pretty things.

I love my drinks!

I miss being crafty!

I have no ipinion of the health care bill.

And to my friends in Colorado and Philly...

I am done with dating. I have spent 57000 dollars on failed relationships...not gonna do it again!

I know I have missed some people, and I will recitfy it next time!

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

OHHHH! The Irony

Sooooo, two weeks ago I went to see the man from the past. It was a great weekend. We hung out we laughed. I got up Monday morning and drove to work. I got to work and he IM'd me to see if I wanted to go to Rockfest for my birthday. For those of you who don't know, it's a giant all day concert. Anyway turns out it is ON my birthday, and sadly, or not I will be in Tuscon. So the day wears on and I go see Bon Jovi with the little funny one, Toe. When I got home, I sent him a text, cause he asked me to...and got nothing.

I knew it then, something was up.

So Tuesday I roll to work, and I start up the IM and instantly I can tell something is amuck. I'm not an idiot for goodness sakes. So finally, at about 11 I get..."Babe, I gotta talk to you"...wait for it

The long and short version..."I can't do this".

Really? When I'm at work? When just yesterday you were making plans for my birthday? When I am supposed to be there TOMORROW???

REALLY?

I shouldn't have been shocked, but really I was because he wasn't supposed to be like every other jackoff I have been with. He was supposed to be better. I guess that's what I get for giving him the benefit of the doubt. So I roll to Leslie's and March Madness commences. I will not be addressing it any further for what I would think are obvious reasons.

Sooooo, today I'm driving to work and the station I listen to is talking about people who have been broken up with by text or IM, and I'm feelin froggy, so I call, and I proceed to explain to the metro area, that yes, this happened to me. The DJ asked if I got "it's not you, it's me"...I said yes...he said "you know it's you right"...I said yes...I then told him about how he had invited me to Rockfest just the day before this happened...he said "oh, you're still going to Rockfest"...

I won tickets to the concert he invited me to and can't attend. Thick isn't it! To add to the silliness, his cousin, who he is living with, saw it on my Facebook and asked if she could have them...which I agreed to. Everytime I think it can't get any stranger, it most certainly does!

Sunday, February 28, 2010

I like to laugh, what can I say???



My friend La Petisa sent this to me! I thought it was some touchy feely feel good nonsense. So much so that I almost turned it off. Thank HEAVEN I didn't! In case I didn't mention it, my , well for a lack of better words, married boyfriend, who is I will say getting a divorce, has a wife that I think this is perfect for. I know, I shouldn't judge, but she makes it so easy...for example

Last week she asked him to call it off and keep working on it. For the record this is a concept that I support if he thinks he can be happy with her. She asks, she begs, she cries...then she goes out and screws a guy she just met on Saturday. I'll give you a minute. Interestingly, apparently her new fling, the one she explained away with "I'm sorry, I love you, it was a distraction" lives in my general vicinity! I'm not sure how we know this, but we do. There are several million people in this city and it is spread out...why can't he live somewhere else???

I realize I shouldn't act like this, but really I don't want to have to drive south of the river to have dinner. I was here first bitches!

Also, in case you weren't aware, tomorrow is the first day of March...you all know what that means!!!!

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Look at me...now look at him



I have no point or thought today other than this commercial makes me laugh...hard!

Monday, February 22, 2010

Dirty...Pirate...Hooker

Yes, that would be me. I am the dirty pirate hooker and here is the thing, I DON'T CARE!

I spent last weekend with the old/new boy. I spent this weekend with the old/new boy. I am giddy like a school girl over a man that I didn't see for 22 years and still makes my stomach flutter. I am certain that his wife (who has slept with everyone in three counties except him) would be very pleased to know all about this.

I would be lying if I didn't mention that I want to send her a facebook message that simply said "THANKS BITCH", but I suppose for now, I will not. I suspect it has taken everything Luscious Jackson has to keep her mouth shut as well. She is however exceptionally please that she won our little bet and now she is a bottle of wine and scotch richer. Yes, I made a bet on the weekend and I lost...badly!

I have to wonder the level of stupidity one has to exercise to get involved with a man who just last week decided to get divorced, but the thing is, I don't care. I really don't. I don't feel bad, I don't feel scared...I feel better now than I have in years. What does one get a woman that says "Thank you for not sleeping with your husband...because I am thoroughly enjoying it!"?

Go ahead and say it with me...dirty...pirate...hooker...don't care!