Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Houdini Mazzini
IF SEEN, PLEASE RETURN TO LAUREN (who will soundly... yet virtually... beat my ass - and then let me sleep in her bed bc she is so glad I'm home...)
The Great Mazzeroni and Cheese on the Loose (again).
Jana had 3 trees cut down this weekend and a big pile of wood by her fence. This wench climbed the pile and jumped the fence yesterday with little Pegleg. A SIX FOOT fence!!! StoneMan was in the yard all day, but Mazz has yet to return. And we all know Buffy's fat ass couldnt even get over the damn fence.... I've called the local vets, have an ad on the pets section of Craigslist, a post on Jana's listserv, called the Emergency vet, checked the Lost and Found ads in the local papers, and am waiting for the shelter to open, so I can call and file a report. If she's not found today, I will put up fliers. Any other brilliant ideas?
The Great Mazzeroni and Cheese on the Loose (again).
Jana had 3 trees cut down this weekend and a big pile of wood by her fence. This wench climbed the pile and jumped the fence yesterday with little Pegleg. A SIX FOOT fence!!! StoneMan was in the yard all day, but Mazz has yet to return. And we all know Buffy's fat ass couldnt even get over the damn fence.... I've called the local vets, have an ad on the pets section of Craigslist, a post on Jana's listserv, called the Emergency vet, checked the Lost and Found ads in the local papers, and am waiting for the shelter to open, so I can call and file a report. If she's not found today, I will put up fliers. Any other brilliant ideas?
Monday, September 29, 2008
Hurricane Belle
A bunch of y'all know that earlier this year I was affiliated with a local rescue- and that this area got hit with a really awful distemper epidemic. It was truly tragic and I personally lost over 15 fosters. The rescue did not have the resources to care for the healthier pups, so all of them were euthanized- except one special baby that I did an adoption transfer for... Maybelle Jane, aka 'Hurricane Belle.'
Once she was over her quarantine period, I put an ad up on Craigslist and a wonderful older lady responded enthusiastically. Maybelle went to go live with 3 other dogs with with lovely new mother, who works from home, loves her to pieces, and spoils her rotten. Maybelle is now 'Macy,' since there was another 'Belle' in the house and is almost a year old now. Ms Hooker made my heart almost burst with happiness when I emailed her to check on my precious little girl. Here is Hurricane Belle in her new home--
I LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS!!
Once she was over her quarantine period, I put an ad up on Craigslist and a wonderful older lady responded enthusiastically. Maybelle went to go live with 3 other dogs with with lovely new mother, who works from home, loves her to pieces, and spoils her rotten. Maybelle is now 'Macy,' since there was another 'Belle' in the house and is almost a year old now. Ms Hooker made my heart almost burst with happiness when I emailed her to check on my precious little girl. Here is Hurricane Belle in her new home--
I LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS!!
Anarchy
Fruit flies are taking over my office!!! I have no idea where they are coming from... only that they are obviously hellbent on my destruction. Gross!
So, I was auctioned off for the SPCA on Friday night. It was glorious... made complete by BG's winning bid- enslaving me as his love slave for 2 whole hours. I think we decided to watch 'Cool Hand Luke' and remember Paul Newman and his youthful appeal. Well, I am going to drool over his hotness. BG will probably be mocking me mercilessly... or attempting to pimp me out. Apparently my makeout skills are going for $1/min. Take note boys- the price only looks expensive :) I only had 5 drinks over like 6 hours and was hungover ALL DAY Saturday. I did not make it out of bed till 5:30 pm... ugggh.
I got NO moving done this weekend, due to my hangover and a friend's heartache. That should make this weekend especially interesting- and super busy! Distribution tonight and tomorrow after kickball. Moving like a crazy woman Wed, Thurs, and Fri. Promo Thurs-Sun nights. I need to paint the 2-3 walls in my new place this coming up weekend too. Also need to get my papers written this week and in for grading by the 13th!
Come on Concerta! Give me wings!
So, I was auctioned off for the SPCA on Friday night. It was glorious... made complete by BG's winning bid- enslaving me as his love slave for 2 whole hours. I think we decided to watch 'Cool Hand Luke' and remember Paul Newman and his youthful appeal. Well, I am going to drool over his hotness. BG will probably be mocking me mercilessly... or attempting to pimp me out. Apparently my makeout skills are going for $1/min. Take note boys- the price only looks expensive :) I only had 5 drinks over like 6 hours and was hungover ALL DAY Saturday. I did not make it out of bed till 5:30 pm... ugggh.
I got NO moving done this weekend, due to my hangover and a friend's heartache. That should make this weekend especially interesting- and super busy! Distribution tonight and tomorrow after kickball. Moving like a crazy woman Wed, Thurs, and Fri. Promo Thurs-Sun nights. I need to paint the 2-3 walls in my new place this coming up weekend too. Also need to get my papers written this week and in for grading by the 13th!
Come on Concerta! Give me wings!
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Coffee and Bagels
Brueggers's Bagels had me at hello! The one morning, however, that I attempt to eat some breakfast, of course, there is free food... the law of my life.
So today I begin 'real work.' I've realized that in a startup a lot of your time is spent preparing for the actual day when you will DO. I'm an action girl, so this has been a bit of a motivation issue for me over the last week. But, today we get to start quoting and writing business! In addition, our doors open October 1, so Cary Madison Partners will be coming to a town near you- care of yours truly. I am partially commission based, so I prolly will bug the crap out of you to get quotes and see if I can save you ridiculous amounts of money :)
The Weepies are brilliant harmonists. Their Pandora station is almost angelic... I've skipped one song in the last 48 hours. Not too shabby!
WAKA midseason party on Friday. I'm being auctioned off, so come out with your quarters and dolla bills, yall! make some money for the SPCA- and more importantly, don't leave me on the platform looking forlorn and unbid for :( I'm really scared that no one is going to bid for me... or that, even worse, Slingin Kick is going to bid for me and force me to do unmentionable things in retribution for how I called them out in the GMOT newsletter. Call a kid a D-bag these days and everyone flips the heck out!
Moving into my new place this weekend!!!!! This statement deserves a few more exclamation points I think!!!! I have wanted to live on my own for a while now and simply placed my need to pay off debt at a higher value. But, after this last debacle, I realized that I never want to live with passive-aggressive girls again. It was like a repeat of Stupid Allie all over again. Really, people, is it necessary to have a 20 response email chain over spices?! But, it is over and I have new hardwood floors and carpet and over 1000 sq ft to call home! Close enough to bike to work and not waste copious amounts of gasoline going to Raleigh 4 times a week. And a little gym so I can be workin on my fitness :)
So today I begin 'real work.' I've realized that in a startup a lot of your time is spent preparing for the actual day when you will DO. I'm an action girl, so this has been a bit of a motivation issue for me over the last week. But, today we get to start quoting and writing business! In addition, our doors open October 1, so Cary Madison Partners will be coming to a town near you- care of yours truly. I am partially commission based, so I prolly will bug the crap out of you to get quotes and see if I can save you ridiculous amounts of money :)
The Weepies are brilliant harmonists. Their Pandora station is almost angelic... I've skipped one song in the last 48 hours. Not too shabby!
WAKA midseason party on Friday. I'm being auctioned off, so come out with your quarters and dolla bills, yall! make some money for the SPCA- and more importantly, don't leave me on the platform looking forlorn and unbid for :( I'm really scared that no one is going to bid for me... or that, even worse, Slingin Kick is going to bid for me and force me to do unmentionable things in retribution for how I called them out in the GMOT newsletter. Call a kid a D-bag these days and everyone flips the heck out!
Moving into my new place this weekend!!!!! This statement deserves a few more exclamation points I think!!!! I have wanted to live on my own for a while now and simply placed my need to pay off debt at a higher value. But, after this last debacle, I realized that I never want to live with passive-aggressive girls again. It was like a repeat of Stupid Allie all over again. Really, people, is it necessary to have a 20 response email chain over spices?! But, it is over and I have new hardwood floors and carpet and over 1000 sq ft to call home! Close enough to bike to work and not waste copious amounts of gasoline going to Raleigh 4 times a week. And a little gym so I can be workin on my fitness :)
Monday, September 22, 2008
An Epic Question
please speculate, comment, or question your entire value system... i kinda am....
If you had to choose one or the other for all of time- meaning if you chose one, you could NEVER again experience the other- music or human touch?
discuss.
If you had to choose one or the other for all of time- meaning if you chose one, you could NEVER again experience the other- music or human touch?
discuss.
Spices, Cab Rides, and Dog Shit
Passive-Aggressiveness. Don't do it. Step away from the snarky and the snide. Arm yourselves with words of honesty, truth, and freaking GROW THE HELL UP!
Those who know me well- this is my Achilles heel. I will be the most laid-back person you know and will bend over backwards to try to be a good friend to you-- until you do this. Then I have nothing to say to you and will make it my mission to 100% eradicate you from my life. Drives me flippin crazy!
I may offend you at times, but rest assured, you will always know where you stand with me. I will never say anything behind your back that I haven't said to your face. And I won't pretend I'm still in high school, when I'm pretty sure I left that petty BS behind 10 years ago.
Public Service Announement/Rant Off.
ps- I have not taken the new Matt Wertz album out of my cd player for a week now. Wertz=happiness :D
pps- Nate is coming to see me!!!
Those who know me well- this is my Achilles heel. I will be the most laid-back person you know and will bend over backwards to try to be a good friend to you-- until you do this. Then I have nothing to say to you and will make it my mission to 100% eradicate you from my life. Drives me flippin crazy!
I may offend you at times, but rest assured, you will always know where you stand with me. I will never say anything behind your back that I haven't said to your face. And I won't pretend I'm still in high school, when I'm pretty sure I left that petty BS behind 10 years ago.
Public Service Announement/Rant Off.
ps- I have not taken the new Matt Wertz album out of my cd player for a week now. Wertz=happiness :D
pps- Nate is coming to see me!!!
Monday, September 8, 2008
Every Now and Then I Fall Apart....
Life is a hectic maze we struggle through 90% of the time. Following our needs and desires, we pursue money, sex, food, friends, success, etc., attempting to find contentment and fulfillment. I have recently found myself evaluating my personal attempts to procure this security. It ultimately seems that the harder I try to create my niche, the more drastic the disappointment of having NOTHING I wanted to work out actually coming to fruition.
Short story of all this is that I (and my dogs) are living with Jana for the next week, while my cats have been pimped out to other kind friends. I am desperately in love with the man who has held my heart for the last two years and miss him with a suffocating force. I haven't spoken to my parents in over two months, and while I miss them, I can't find any words of reconciliation. My friendships are shifting so that my best friend of 10 years has no clue what is going on in my life but I have some of the most loyal, helpful friends coming out of the woodwork during this crisis. It also spotlights my shallow friendships- the ones that exist as long as you are fun and happy, but disappear during the storms of life. My dreams of paying off my debt are dying as I'm realizing that living alone is probably going to be my best option- but will drain the finances I wanted to put toward my debt.
I'm currently reading "The Way the Crow Flies," by Ann-Marie MacDonald and it is a gripping reminder of the futility of creating our inpenetrable fortress. Whether in the idyllic 1950's or the consumerist driven Aught's, we cannot control our worlds. Our best efforts are subject to hurricanes, financial setbacks, or horrific loss of innocence. As I'm trying to wrap my mind around all this, I look back towards the faith that I was brought up in- and the peace that accompanies unspeakable grief present in many of my Christian acquaintances. My fear is expressed in these Caedmon's Call lyrics:
"I fear maybe this is all just a game
Our friends and our families all play too
Harness the young and give some comfort to the old"
-Prove Me Wrong
Regardless, I yearn for the comfort- false or not. Repeatedly, my heart seems drawn back to this doctrine. Is it a product of my upbringing or simply because it is the truth? I am unsure and scared to commit to either option.
Short story of all this is that I (and my dogs) are living with Jana for the next week, while my cats have been pimped out to other kind friends. I am desperately in love with the man who has held my heart for the last two years and miss him with a suffocating force. I haven't spoken to my parents in over two months, and while I miss them, I can't find any words of reconciliation. My friendships are shifting so that my best friend of 10 years has no clue what is going on in my life but I have some of the most loyal, helpful friends coming out of the woodwork during this crisis. It also spotlights my shallow friendships- the ones that exist as long as you are fun and happy, but disappear during the storms of life. My dreams of paying off my debt are dying as I'm realizing that living alone is probably going to be my best option- but will drain the finances I wanted to put toward my debt.
I'm currently reading "The Way the Crow Flies," by Ann-Marie MacDonald and it is a gripping reminder of the futility of creating our inpenetrable fortress. Whether in the idyllic 1950's or the consumerist driven Aught's, we cannot control our worlds. Our best efforts are subject to hurricanes, financial setbacks, or horrific loss of innocence. As I'm trying to wrap my mind around all this, I look back towards the faith that I was brought up in- and the peace that accompanies unspeakable grief present in many of my Christian acquaintances. My fear is expressed in these Caedmon's Call lyrics:
"I fear maybe this is all just a game
Our friends and our families all play too
Harness the young and give some comfort to the old"
-Prove Me Wrong
Regardless, I yearn for the comfort- false or not. Repeatedly, my heart seems drawn back to this doctrine. Is it a product of my upbringing or simply because it is the truth? I am unsure and scared to commit to either option.
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