Shortly after I stumbled into work three hours late (it was seis de mayo and I made sure I took the morning off) my college roommate messaged me asking a favor. She works for a radio station in upstate NY and wanted me to call in to play with the DJ a bit. I happily complied and spent the rest of the day giggling at my desk with a very dear, but very far friend.
As the day came to an end and the frisson faded, sadness began to creep in. I missed my friend and today's scandal reminded me of all the times we shared- both good and bad. My little trip down memory lane with her spiraled into me reminiscing about my friends and family in all other reaches of the world. By six o'clock I was crying at my desk and watching The Muppets sing sad songs at Jim Henson's memorial service on YouTube. It was quite the scene. Fortunately, I cry at work often so my coworkers didn't think too much of it...yes, okay?! I cry at work often- what do you expect from a young, emotional girl that has an affinity for watching YouTube videos of sentimental TV commercials?!
Anyway, I tried to console myself with that"airplane ride away" quote from Sex and The City but then I realized what I was quoting and ended up just feeling pathetic. This is when I resorted to the Red Vines as a last hope. Work was so much fun today...
For those of you who would like to hear the raunchy raunchiness that happened at 3pm EST/12pm PST you can find it here but please don't share it with immature ears nor judge the conversation. You're more than welcome to judge but only the way people look, that's what I learned at work today. Aren't people in California so nice?
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Top of the Morning
La, la, la. It's six AM. I don't have to be to work for another three hours- what, you ask, am I doing awake so early then? Exercising? Making myself a complete breakfast? Doing anything good for my health? Nay. I've made a little habit of getting tipsy and passing out... only to wake up in the middle of the night and not be able to go back to sleep.
Do you know what there is to do in the middle of the night? Nothing. Not a goddamn thing. Well, there is Facebook, but I can only read so many status' proclaiming that "LOST IS CRAAAZY OMFG" before I want to throw my computer out of my window and/or do something else very drastic like close out of the Facebook window and scoff. However, Facebook did bring me to the realization that I had this blog. So now I write.
Well, folks I guess I should let you know. I quit smoking cigarettes, thanks to my old friend GERD. If you read "gerd" you are correct, if you read "G-E-R-D" you are clearly not familiar with gastroesophageal reflux disease.
See along with all of my other fun Asian traits- trouble with my R's, being a bad driver, terrible depth perception and obsession with Hello Kitty- I also developed a very bad case of acid reflux Now, just take a little guess as to what caused the overwhelming feeling in my throat that had me face-to-toilet for two weeks straight every time I tried to eat? DING DING DING- cigarettes and diet coke! To remedy this, I had to give up a lot of things for a short time (french fries, diet coke, coffee) and some things for a long time like spicy foods, beer and cigarettes. So ta-dah! I'm a former smoker! This all happened in January which means it's been four mothereffing months, beeotches!
Now you may think this is means my blog is null- but I beg to differ. Fear not, I will find other topics to discuss on this garrulous blog of mine. Be warned though, it will probably be one of the following 1. ranting about my kennel of a job 2. ranting about my slave labor of a job 3. ranting about boys 4. explaining why it's appropriate to drink to excess multiple times a week- which brings be to...
TODAY IS CINCO DE MAYO! Congratulations Mexico on defeating...the French. Welp, I'm sure the symbolism and politics behind the victory is much more to brag about than overcoming a bunch of self-rolled cigarette smoking, Seine river walking jerks. Who am I kidding, I love France...which reminds me- today I find out if the $5 someone else donated to the lottery pool in my name is going to pay off and win me a piece of the MegaMillions jackpot of $288 million. Even if it's only a few thousand hundo or maybe a mil (that's million, not metric for thousand) it would still finance the Benedict Arnold in me so I can get the eff out of this country- I've been here way too long.
Do you know what there is to do in the middle of the night? Nothing. Not a goddamn thing. Well, there is Facebook, but I can only read so many status' proclaiming that "LOST IS CRAAAZY OMFG" before I want to throw my computer out of my window and/or do something else very drastic like close out of the Facebook window and scoff. However, Facebook did bring me to the realization that I had this blog. So now I write.
Well, folks I guess I should let you know. I quit smoking cigarettes, thanks to my old friend GERD. If you read "gerd" you are correct, if you read "G-E-R-D" you are clearly not familiar with gastroesophageal reflux disease.
See along with all of my other fun Asian traits- trouble with my R's, being a bad driver, terrible depth perception and obsession with Hello Kitty- I also developed a very bad case of acid reflux Now, just take a little guess as to what caused the overwhelming feeling in my throat that had me face-to-toilet for two weeks straight every time I tried to eat? DING DING DING- cigarettes and diet coke! To remedy this, I had to give up a lot of things for a short time (french fries, diet coke, coffee) and some things for a long time like spicy foods, beer and cigarettes. So ta-dah! I'm a former smoker! This all happened in January which means it's been four mothereffing months, beeotches!
Now you may think this is means my blog is null- but I beg to differ. Fear not, I will find other topics to discuss on this garrulous blog of mine. Be warned though, it will probably be one of the following 1. ranting about my kennel of a job 2. ranting about my slave labor of a job 3. ranting about boys 4. explaining why it's appropriate to drink to excess multiple times a week- which brings be to...
TODAY IS CINCO DE MAYO! Congratulations Mexico on defeating...the French. Welp, I'm sure the symbolism and politics behind the victory is much more to brag about than overcoming a bunch of self-rolled cigarette smoking, Seine river walking jerks. Who am I kidding, I love France...which reminds me- today I find out if the $5 someone else donated to the lottery pool in my name is going to pay off and win me a piece of the MegaMillions jackpot of $288 million. Even if it's only a few thousand hundo or maybe a mil (that's million, not metric for thousand) it would still finance the Benedict Arnold in me so I can get the eff out of this country- I've been here way too long.
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