So much to say, no clue where to start, so here. Look at some photos I took this afternoon while I sort my thoughts.
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I’m working on a project with one of our Polish branches, who is working with a Korean customer in Slovenia (Wait, what?) at work today. You’ll have to excuse my American-centric point of view but until today I’ve given Slovenia very little thought. My apologies, good people of Slovenia! Your country looks quite lovely.
Well great, now I really must visit Slovenia. How on earth am I going to pull this off? Is it possible to convince my boss of my “absolutely necessary” Slovenian business trip?
Probably not…
On a related note, if you’re bored and like to travel check out Vagabondish. Good stuff!
My friends Dawn and Addie were nice enough to let me photograph them on Saturday, amidst our afternoon of shopping (I bought a new green sweater because I desperately needed yet another green sweater for some reason. In my defense, though, this one has pink stars on it, kind of like Lucky Charms.) and lunching and general girling.
Dawn, showing off her gorgeous engagement ring:
The adorably Addie, who was nice enough to humor me:
Dawn used to be a dancer:
Dawn and I are so cute (thanks to Addie for taking this one):
I guess pictures that I’m not in can be cute too. I guess. Whatever. Sigh.
Dawn and her crazy pup Allie:
Says Marcoda: Take a picture of yourself right now (or right after) reading my blog then post it on yours!
Says I: I don’t want to. You’re not my mom! My hair looks weird. And…I’m grumpy. Whatever. Here.
Things to note:
1.) Yes, I am wearing pink stripey socks and green shoes.
2.) The green thing growing out of my head is a green hoop earring. I am actually wearing two green hoop earrings because I’m not a pirate. Unfortunately. Arrr.
3.) I’m having a Really Bad Day.
4.) Apparently I flail my arms around when I’m having a Really Bad Day.
5.) My mouse isn’t really plugged into my monitor. That part is a lie.
6.) Man, the perspective in my office is messed up!
7.) This is what I’m actually looking at on my computer, and if I wasn’t having a Really Bad Day I’d be lauging. And I am, on the inside.
Oh hi. Wait, what was that? I’m a drama queen? Me? Nooo. What a silly thing to say!
So here’s the deal. This week (month, year, etc…) has been one long crappy stressfest, culminating in the last two days, and finally into last night, when a certain ex of mine tried very hard to drive me completely crazy. I finally snapped, vented, cried, and went to bed. And now tonight I’ve finally decided to let it go. All of it. I’m done with this entire dramatic existence in which I’ve wrapped myself.
I’m convincing myself that everything will work out, everything will be fine. I’m choosing to make the widespread, ill-defined goal to focus more on that which makes me happy and less on the crazy and the stress. And hell, I’m going to smile! And listen to Pink’s So What repeatedly.
I just came back from an evening out with some wonderful friends, and the entire time I was stressed and annoyed with myself for being stressed and stressed with the fact that I was annoyed with myself. Et cetera, et cetera. What a ridiculous way to spend an evening when I could have relaxed in the knowledge that everything will be ok and just enjoy myself. So! No more of that!
Tomorrow I’m going to Marcoda‘s house to make cake balls and hell, I’m going to wear a poofy dress and heels and pearls and a big, crazy-person smile (just to warn you, Marcoda…) because sometimes being ridiculously girly makes me happy.
Also, I really want to buy this apron from Jessie Steele (Jessie Steele! Jessie! It’s fate and I totally need this apron!)
I had some inane post about something or other planned, but wow. I’m just…enough. I feel like I’m getting kicked in the head from every direction and I’m slipping further and further away from having any clue as to what’s going on in my life or who I am or who other people are. Today is just…bad.
So sure, it’s still light out, but I’m going to bed. I’ve had enough of today. And this month. And, well, this year. Wake me up when something happens.
Best comic involving temperature scales and public radio EVER.
I love you, Cowbirds in Love.
“To hell with reality! I want to die in music, not in reason or in prose. People don’t deserve the restraint we show by not going into delirium in front of them. To hell with them!”
-Louis-Ferdinand Celine
“If you don’t talk to me and set up a way to pay me the money you owe me, I’ll be by this weekend with the police to pick up Banjo.”
-Text From Crazy Ex
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