Ok I Take It Back....

Maybe I was a little too harsh on Ron.

He has been annoying lately BUT it still stands that if I am not married by 35 I do want his help with the whole baby thing.

Most of you know it has been an on-going topic for the past 5 yrs. with us.
BUT, I think he is coming around.

He is bringing it up...and tonight he agreed to it. Good thing I am only 32.

We would hopefully have some really tall, crazy haired little monkeys.

Not to Quote Eric Cartmen

I'm So Pissed Off !!!

My day has been bad from the beginning and it isn't even 11 yet.

6:30 am My landlord who lives upstairs decides yet again that it is the perfect opportunity to finish up that carpentry project. HAMMERING non-stop. This isn't the first time either.

8:15 am I am so stuffy I can not sleep anymore. I shower and head to work.

9:00 am I get to work to discover someone has switched out my computer with the nice big screen and super fast processor with some fucking peice of shit computer that has a 15 inch screen. What the fuck?
I have reports that are literally like 30000 rows long how the fuck am I supposed to work on this thing.
The email is not set up.
The IT guy is AWOl.

Screw this

9:30 am I walk out the door.
I see my boss in the parking lot and was like GW I am outta here. We chatted for a while and i left.

10:15 am Marshalls for some retail therapy. No I did not buy anything. I was cruising the bag selection since we all know I love bags.

10:30 am Starbucks....Maybe today is getting better...

I'll keep you posted.

It's Official

Things that became official as of right this moment.

1. I am sick.

2. I am never wear pj's to CVS again...Jarret knows why...uuuuuhuuummmm uuuuuhummmmmnnnnn uuuuuhummmnnnnnn...HEY.

3. I don't like the taste of Alka-seltzer cold nighttime, they changed the flavor. But man if you can't ever sleep that stuff knocks you out.

4. Schmoooop got a big boy hair cut today and is so f*ing cute.

5. Think I have nothing in common with Ron.He is on new meds and man he is a miserable person and honestly not a ball of fun to talk to.Maybe we need to not talk for while.

Ex's

Did you ever have those weeks when your Ex's come out of the woodwork?
This has been that week for me.
The most interesting is happening now, as I type.
Dean (the original crazy guy)is online telling me how he is getting married in two weeks and that he is weirded out because his announcement is going to be in the New York Times.
And that he misses me.
He stalked me...among other things but I have compassion for him. He needed help.
HELLO.
Anyway. I suppose I should just grin and bare it. He is now going to be married and happy or whatever. I just get frustrated with my life at moments like this.

OK I sat on this post for a few minutes...
I think my problem is I need to let it go. People go, cut them off.
I try to remain friends with every single EX I have ever had. And the only person who gets hurt by this seems to be me. Not that talking to Dean is hurtful by any means but it is just a harsh reminder of every time I have failed. Not that every relationship has been a failure, some have been extreme learning experiences.
I am not sure why I am so hung up on this right now, maybe it is just talking to him and the events of this week with talking to Jason (no comment from the peanut gallery).
Maybe I should go to bed and stop spewing words that have started to make no sense.

Built To Spill

The show was top five most boring shows I have been to.

Dinosaur Jr. was pretty good. I have a thing for J. Mascis anyway.
I think after having met him and talking to him numerous times,seeing how SLOW he does everything in his real life, it is amazing to watch this man play guitar his fingers fly.
That still did not make up for the lameness of the rest of the show.
Mike and I decided we were so bored we would just leave. So we did.

I'm Hot...In The Geriatric Scene

Well it has been two weeks since the last time I was asked out...
Today I was pulling into Starbucks behind a Bentley.
The car parks a man gets out and goes into the shop.
I go in as well.
He gets his drink. I get mine.
As I am filling my vente cup with sugar and yumminess, I look over and see them man staring at me. I smile.
He pops off his stool and comes over and stays hi I am Peter.
I say hi I am Michele.
He makes a comment about the weather (it is raining) and I state that I actually like the rain. It is fun you know to run in.
He smiles and asks me to join him for coffee. I tell him I can't that I am headed off to work.
He asks for my number and if maybe we could have coffee again another time.
I just smile and tell him well I am here everyday and turn and walk out the door.
He was cute, and old, and short.

Oh well. At least this time I did not give out the digits I am learning :)

Bored...Bored...Board.

If you can't tell I am bored.
This is the down side of taking care of Eli.
I suppose I could read.