Very Interesting...

You won't believe it, but: I DID marry that guy :) But he proposed at the end of July not May.

On top of it all, we are moving to London next month which put our marriage plans into high gear. Our original date was May 9th, 2009 and since we have money down to have an amazing event in Bermuda (white dress, father gives me away, overlooking the ocean, at sunset) we are still doing it. BUT, with Visa Status in the UK changing, we were advised to get married in a hurry. The actual phrase from the UK immigration lawyer was "no mad rush, in the next five to ten days." We had a civil ceremony on a Wednesday just a little before 1 pm (so the hands were going up). It was very unexpected and fun and since then we have been planning away at London. We recieved our Visa's yesterday and the move date is set for Feb 16 with a going-away party/wedding reception on 2.15 the day before.

I'm actually telling my boss today to give him 4 weeks notice and set up a friend of mine to take over the position.

Fun!

Well, I think I'm done

I have met the man that I'm going to marry. We met 21 days ago and talked last night about me moving in with him. In Brooklyn. I love my apartment and I could be okay with moving to Brooklyn because I'm totally in love with some dude I met 21 days ago. I think I had just forgotten that people can just fall in love. I had actually forgotten what love was like to be honest.

Now I'm in love and will move boroughs and mountains over it. I really am going to marry him. At this rate we will probably talk about it next week and he'll ask me in May.

umm, wow

So I went on a third date with someone tonight, and I think I could fall in love with him.

What?

I know. I'm just sayin'...

Holy crap.

bobo

Okay, so one of my close friend's runs a high-end spa, laser treatments, blah blah blah and they do botox there. Well, they had a big event tonight and they wanted someone to be the botox Guenna pig. Well, at the ripe age of 28 with a few no one sees them but me wrinkles, I said, why the hell not? The thing is that at the event there were some semi-acquaintances of mine on the catering staff. So one of them talked to me afterwards and basically asked me why. Actually she was really asking what the hell was wrong with me.

It really pissed me off. If I have an opportunity to paralyze my facial muscles and decide to do that, then really, what business is it of hers?

Unfortunately, it was an event where both of us were supposed to be representing what a fantastic spa it is so I felt that I couldn't tell her to go fuck herself.

However, S.K., please go fuck yourself. When I volunteered to help my friend I didn't plan to make myself your judgement target. So, fuck yourself up your ass.

That said, apparently it takes 3-5 days to see the effects, so I'll let you know if it does anything. They didn't give me very much.

Rules of Engagement

I met someone on Saturday at a bar that I have the potential to actually like. Since this is rare, I now want the boy to call me. NOW. Nooooooooooooooooooooooow. now.

However, since I am not the master of the universe, I'm not sure how to get this desired result. I could call him. However, I only have his number because he called me to make sure I had my phone... So on top of my much preferring for him to call me, if I called him I would also have to acknowledge that I was using my mad-girl-skillz to even have his number.

Look he was tall, cute, has his own place, good job etc. Etc means he has a big dick.

So I did slightly more than just kiss him... I kissed him and rolled around on a bed with him and know that he has a big dick.

I'm going to give him time. One shouldn't rush a man with a big dick--I think I read that somewhere.

List Mania

Things I love:
Shakespeare
The conversation I had with my mom tonight
my Granny
my Dad
my Mom


Things I hate:
not getting enough sleep
not being able to help people get what they want
being alone

I don't know if I told you but I'm now officially official at my new job that gives me time to think again. I'm thinking that I need to do something creative. I have to communicate--be known, accepted, heard, understood. I think it's time to write. Like, for real write. I promised myself I would finish a play in the month of February.

I'm really scared that it will be awful.

And I'm going to write it anyway.

Dreams

Last night I dreamt I was a gay man trying to get laid. In my dream this was no better than me as a straight woman trying to get laid.

Having a slightly silly low pressure job just makes me itchy all over for a high-drama relationship.

I think it's a good thing that I can recognize this.

My roommate has promised to go bar hopping with me. However I'm concerned that she's not the greatest wing-woman that ever happened. I'm not sure if random bar-hopping is the best way to meet a high-drama relationship either, but I'll find one. Because having hot sex with someone that I can then think and wonder about a a few hours a day will fulfill me for a while. The best way to achieve this is to have said sex-toy be HOT. Then I get to obsess about if I'm hot enough or get all jealously fired up that other girls are all about my hot sex toy. These are distration tactics that have worked in the past and considering that I'm not running for congress or anything that would take real interest and effort on my part, I think hot, jealousy-inducing man is just what I want.

I wonder if other people are as insane as this.

New post

Well, I'm going to stay here full-time. I think it might get busy sometimes-- but NOT TODAY!

My plan is to become very rich while working here.

Yep.

I'll let you know how that goes. I think the salary is def a step in the right direction. I hope to turn that step into a hop asap.

Social Networking

is all fine and dandy until you see pictures of your ex with his new girlfriend. He looks good and she looks happy. In T's case he doesn't look that good.

I had this really great 'done with it moment' and now I just want to backslide. This is why I shouldn't be left unsupervised in front of a computer.

Damn it.

What the F*ck is up with that? Just old school possesiveness probably. I'm old fashioned like that.

2008--and a triumphant return!

Well, 2007 went out with a bang, I left my last job. It was extremely stressful--the events leading up to it, being unemployed etc. Now I'm temping. This is ironic since my last position was HR. The good news is that after 20 minutes, and now again after 7 days this position will probably become a full-time real-life job. I'm going to chat with them about that tomorrow.

The other good thing is that this position is so low stress. I'd forgotten what a job could be like (aka not like demons gnawing on one's brain). So, I feel confident saying that the triumphant return of YB is upon us. I have time to navel-gaze once more. Become another brilliant and under-challenged member of the work-force. I could even have this position and take night classes, yo.

I could get a PhD here...

It sorta reminds me of my old admin days. I did get a lot of navel-gazing done back then: dating inappropriate men, leaching all the possible meanings out of trivial conversations, obsessing over rumors and other people's business...

hmmmmmmmmm

I'll keep you posted.

It's been a long time

I had my last day at my job. I was there for 2 years and one month. I applied for unemployment today and will send out two resumes today. I really want the job that I mentioned all those months back and now they are delaying the product launch til January (assuming all goes well).

So, it's the job I want and there are no guarantees that it will exsist in January.

I don't know quite what to do....

I can send out my resume half-heartedly or I could do something that I would really love...

Most of my job experiences have fallen in my lap so the idea of saying what I want and getting it around a job is a little strange but completely worth taking on.

I'll keep you posted.

Pick me!!!

I have my second interview tomorrow. All I want is for them to pick me. I don't even know if I want the job. I do know that I don't want to do my job anymore right now. I'm just tired and burnt-out there. But what about this new job sounds like it would be fun? At this point I'm not even sure what the game plan would be... Do I just make it up and get out there and ABC (always be closing, thank you David Mamet)?

I want to seem smart and prepared and are you ever really prepared and how can you prepare for something when you don't know what it is?

I'm off to internet research.

Whee!!!!

p.s. They are going to love me

2nd Interview

So, I'm scheduling a second secret interview tomorrow.

I sorta just want to make a lot of money...

Which this job could provide...

It also sounds like fun--not being at a desk all day.

I'm sorta confused about how to feel. I'm scared and excited and concerned for my current boss. That she won't feel betrayed or upset.

New EVERYTHING

I have a new roommate. I'm interviewing for a new job.

I just got back from vacation at home in TN and wonder if I should move home...

Lots and lots and lots going on.