Archive for September, 2006
I was bored out of my mind with the blog layout – even though I loved the dancing girl on the side, I was getting depressed with all the dark colors.Â So I gave myself a little boost.
I’m still trying to fix a couple things, so bear with me!
Lately I’ve been workingÂ a lot of overtime.Â I’ve been stressed at work, rarely stopping for lunch, and regularly working 10+ hour days.Â My neck and back hurt from hunching over my keyboard, and my joints ache from not getting enough sleep.Â I have no clean clothes, because I get home too late to do laundry.Â I’m out of conditioner and razor blades, and I have no time to go to CVS.Â This out-of-control busy-ness is not looking like it will get any better any time soon, either… my boss leaves for maternity leave next month, and I’ll spend the next 3 months chained to my desk, getting buried under a mountain of papers.
I am, to cut to the chase, a disaster.Â A disaster that is getting bigger by the minute.
But yesterday, I came up with a more positive way of looking at it.Â You know how I mentioned that I might get a second job this year?Â Well, it turns out that I don’t want to give up my weekends, my night-times, or any other times. Â So… I’ve decided to look at all my overtime as my second job.Â A second job that pays about a billion times more than working retail, is less horrifying than waitressing, and doesn’t require me to give up my weekends.
Thinking about it like this has made my last two days a lot less stressful than the past few weeks have been.Â I only hope this positive thinking keeps me sane until January.
I’m having a heart attack.Â Two heart attacks, in fact.Â Why are my football teams trying to kill me this season?
Heart Attack #1: The Packers are Killing My Soul
My beloved Packers are pissing me off.
For the entire off-season, Brett was trying to get the team to acquire some free-agents.Â Â It’s even part of the reason he didn’tÂ decideÂ whether to come back or not – he was waiting to see what the PackersÂ would do to improve the team around him.Â And let’s be honest here – the freakin’ team NEEDS help.Â It needs wide receivers and good offensive linemen, not to mention a defense.Â And there were a ton of players available over theÂ summer.Â AND the PackersÂ had cap room.Â
So what did Green Bay do?Â Nothing.Â They claimed they were going to rebuild the team through the draft.
Obviously the draft is important – we need to build for the future, blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.Â And I do love AJ Hawk.Â But we also need a better team NOW!Â Why couldn’t they see that they could use the draft AND free agency?
Green Bay appears to have FINALLY realized they need players now.Â I guess it’s better late than never?Â But they trade Gado – who had GREAT potential to be the future RB of the team – for Morency.Â Â Huh?Â Where’s the logic?Â Â Trading a well-liked, talentedÂ Packer forÂ somebody that doesn’t even fill a need?Â Â Â I’m at a loss.Â Â Â
If the team is willing to TRADE for players, why weren’t they interested in pursuing any of the talented available players in the off-season?Â Players that would have filled a legitimateÂ NEED?Â And why on earth is it better to do it now, when if they had acquired new players in the off-season, the team could have practiced together and developed chemistryÂ BEFORE THE SEASON STARTED?Â
Added to this is the fact that I hate – HATE – that the Packers took Koren Robinson, an ex-VIKING thug.Â Â And I’m supposed to root for him?Â HELL NO!
Heart Attack #2: My Beloved USC Players Are Competing For Biggest Disappointment of the 2006 Season
Thankfully, my beloved USC is not as bad on the field as Green Bay is right now.Â But why do my favorite players feel the need to be so… stupid?
First, Matt Leinart doesn’t know how to use a condom.Â Or might not know how.Â It’s all very shady right now.
THEN, I discover that Reggie Bush might be a cheating punk.Â Maybe he’s not – these reports are far from conclusive.Â But I fail to understand why on earth you’d take ANY favors from a marketing rep and/or agent, knowing that the NCAA is really freakin’ strict.Â C’mon – have a little common sense!Â And if this costs USC any of their titles, I’m going to have to kick Reggie’s ass.Â I’m just saying.
I’m just so tired of being angry at my boys.Â Why can’t they just get their sh*t together?Â
I still remember exactly what I was doing when Alexis called me to tell meÂ about the first plane.Â IÂ remember turning on CNN to try and figure out what was going on, and sitting on the couch for the next 2 hours in shock.Â I remember watching the second plane hit, and the way it felt for confusion to turn to horror. Â I rememberÂ sitting on the couch and crying with friends all dayÂ and sitting at the bar trying to drink away the images that night.
When I was younger, I remember thinking it was funny that my mom could exactly remember where she was and what she was doing when she heard that JFK was shot.Â I couldn’t understand how a memory could wrap itself around something like that and stay so sharp.Â Now I know that no matter how much you want to lose a memory, sometimes they stick.Â
Everybody that knows me, knows that I love cheese.Â Actually, love might be too mild a word.Â Obsess is more accurate.Â I’m obsessed with cheese.
I love hard and soft cheeses, mild and sharp… I even love E-Z Cheez and Velveeta.Â If there’s cheese on the menu, I order it.Â But last night, I may have taken my obsession with cheese a bit too far.
I ate a piece of bad cheese.Â On purpose.
I had just finished up my dinner, and was getting my dessert ready.Â Screw the ice cream or cake, cheese and crackers are my dessert!Â So I got out some Triscuits, pulled out some cheddar, and started slicing.Â I noticed a few slightly red spots on my white cheese, but thought it was just excess dye from the wax, so ignored them.Â But when I took the first bite, I knew… it had gone bad.Â It tasted almost like blue cheese.
So what did I do?Â Shrugged my shoulders and kept eating.
Perhaps I took that too far.Â
I just got back from New York – the first of three weekends in a row that I’ll be visiting the crazy city – and am exhausted.Â I need to sleep, and am not sure how I’ll get well rested enough to survive next weekend in the city.
But, that said, I couldn’t resist saying that I had a fabulous time.Â Scratch that.Â A Fabulous time.Â Â I loved shopping with the girls (even though they always convince me to buy things I can’t afford), drinking ridiculous amounts of booze (well, ridiculous for me), eating late night pizza (one of the things I love most about New York), watching Alexis be dramatic (an hourly, if not minute-ly event), laughing at the Post Show boys (even when they’re making fun of me), and, of course,Â pointing and giggling at the naked boy at the party (because what’s a party without a naked man?).
Maybe my exhaustion is worth it.
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