MMM....Indian food. Thanks to LSD i have acquired a taste for indian food. What makes this even better is I found out that I can have it home for about half the price, downfall........i have to boil water. Seriously some person does all the work, i put it in a boiling pot of water, cut it open and delicous indian food. I even bought some pita bread and lion stout to go with it. Even though I don't really like stout, the beer store guy talked me into it. It does compliment the food well, just a little strong for me. OH and I bought some Exotic vegetable chips. Strange.
Went climbing and got my ass kicked by the same problem again. Strained that muscle that runs on the front side of my shoulder....don't know what it's called. It hurts like a son-of-a-bitch, though.
I just found out my favorite person at work really actually quit. I thought she was just threatening to get better hours, but she has a better job now. Work is so lonely without her.
Oh yeah. check this shit out
http://bulletin.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=bulletin.read&messageID=676890732&Mytoken=142594B7-1278-A998-5B747CF35B194E2C13925005
pretty f-ing sweet
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
no thoughts, but excellent plans.
I GOT NOTHING FOR YOU GUYS!
So, I got my ass kicked at work, had a few drinks, and off to bed with my boyfriend.
Use your imagination.
Goodnight to you too!
So, I got my ass kicked at work, had a few drinks, and off to bed with my boyfriend.
Use your imagination.
Goodnight to you too!
Sunday, March 12, 2006
If she weren't so pretty you wouldn't have noticed
This morning around 3:30 a.m., TC called me to do something. We were just getting home so they came over to hang out for a little bit. Ok, a little bit turned into them leaving at 6:30 this morning, TC completely blitzed and the other two utterly too tired to speak. Luckily, they live right down the road and had a short drive to get there....seriously like a city block.
Amidst all of this craziness that was our night, i found out that there really aren't that many koreans in grand rapids. As, Jin, is the younger brother of my old best friend from high school. We ocassionally hang out, but never any mention of a younger brother...so it was strange when he walked in and greeted me in korean. We talked and talked about him desiring the other girl that was here and just went back and forth in broken korean and english when everyone else had that look.
Shortly thereafter, TC, has a drunken melt down over her recent departure from her fiancee(cheatin son of a bitch.) Well, we go into the bathroom and she pours her heart out, all over my shirt. Sometimes girls just need to cry and get it out, drunk or not. All the while, her friend was busy making a CD on the computer with JW.
This is where things again get interesting.
Aparently, I had lost track of how long I was standing in the kitchen (with the door open) talking to Jin. JW noticed and noted it. So, when I return from the bathroom to fetch B---- and get her to assist in the comforting process, JW and her are about 3 inches apart laughing and scanning through our Itunes. Girls are so stupid, I immediately get jealous, and turn around and go back to TC. I hadn't noted the time, but by the time we got TC to calm down it was nearing 6 a.m.
I throw a fit and pick a fight with him after they leave about how much attention he had given B-----and how little he had devoted to me, barely noticing when i entered and exited the room.
JW merely states that it was only the two of them in the room, and he didn't find it polite to sit in silence. Good point (I got that in the morning) I point out that I just had never witnessed him devoting more attention to another girl. If he would have stopped right there things would have smoothed out just fine. NOPE.
MEN...just have to make your point even if you could have come out ahead.
He then goes on to state how long I had spent talking to Jin......ok, fair enough. I'm sorry, i didn't notice. It was just interesting to talk with another korean and get a little exercise in the language and to get an overview on what was happening with old friends.
Still could have come out ahead here. NOPE
"And B------made a good point, if she weren't so pretty, you wouldn't have gotten jealous. It's because she's a good looking girl and I was giving her attention. If she were ugly you wouldn't have even noticed."
(side note...B and TC are strippers.)
I have no words, merely roll over and face the wall
conversation terminated.
Eventually roll over and fall asleep on his shoulder, wake up this morning, things are just fine and dandy....although he's not stupid and I have a really bad poker face...he knows.
Girls are so stupid.
Well, I spent this afternoon sitting on our balcony drinking coffee and chatting with B---and TC.
It was the perfect day to sit outside and indulge in the age old past time of "porch monkey's"
I would have liked to said something to B-----but un-necessary drama and confrontation, this can stay between JW and I.
Amidst all of this craziness that was our night, i found out that there really aren't that many koreans in grand rapids. As, Jin, is the younger brother of my old best friend from high school. We ocassionally hang out, but never any mention of a younger brother...so it was strange when he walked in and greeted me in korean. We talked and talked about him desiring the other girl that was here and just went back and forth in broken korean and english when everyone else had that look.
Shortly thereafter, TC, has a drunken melt down over her recent departure from her fiancee(cheatin son of a bitch.) Well, we go into the bathroom and she pours her heart out, all over my shirt. Sometimes girls just need to cry and get it out, drunk or not. All the while, her friend was busy making a CD on the computer with JW.
This is where things again get interesting.
Aparently, I had lost track of how long I was standing in the kitchen (with the door open) talking to Jin. JW noticed and noted it. So, when I return from the bathroom to fetch B---- and get her to assist in the comforting process, JW and her are about 3 inches apart laughing and scanning through our Itunes. Girls are so stupid, I immediately get jealous, and turn around and go back to TC. I hadn't noted the time, but by the time we got TC to calm down it was nearing 6 a.m.
I throw a fit and pick a fight with him after they leave about how much attention he had given B-----and how little he had devoted to me, barely noticing when i entered and exited the room.
JW merely states that it was only the two of them in the room, and he didn't find it polite to sit in silence. Good point (I got that in the morning) I point out that I just had never witnessed him devoting more attention to another girl. If he would have stopped right there things would have smoothed out just fine. NOPE.
MEN...just have to make your point even if you could have come out ahead.
He then goes on to state how long I had spent talking to Jin......ok, fair enough. I'm sorry, i didn't notice. It was just interesting to talk with another korean and get a little exercise in the language and to get an overview on what was happening with old friends.
Still could have come out ahead here. NOPE
"And B------made a good point, if she weren't so pretty, you wouldn't have gotten jealous. It's because she's a good looking girl and I was giving her attention. If she were ugly you wouldn't have even noticed."
(side note...B and TC are strippers.)
I have no words, merely roll over and face the wall
conversation terminated.
Eventually roll over and fall asleep on his shoulder, wake up this morning, things are just fine and dandy....although he's not stupid and I have a really bad poker face...he knows.
Girls are so stupid.
Well, I spent this afternoon sitting on our balcony drinking coffee and chatting with B---and TC.
It was the perfect day to sit outside and indulge in the age old past time of "porch monkey's"
I would have liked to said something to B-----but un-necessary drama and confrontation, this can stay between JW and I.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
formula's of the psyche
I was talking with friends again tonight after work, and having a drink. Me, sitting on my couch drinking sleepy time tea, them parked on the couch drinking a beer. We started talking about all the old friends and all the old fun times. The other two girls are currently single and "loving it." Even though both of them are still "talking" to their exes, which means casual sexual encounters. They walked us through the past few months of their lives and the repetition that it appeared to be going through. A thought finally crossed my mind, what is the difference between history repeating itself, repetition, and habit?
When you are going through the motions of your everyday life, but you stop every now and then and put your heart into utter turmoil for the evening of satisfaction with someone you love. All the while knowing that nothing meaningful is coming out of this interaction. They know full well that the love is no longer mutual, and the other party is out with other people frequently. Yet, almost weekly they go there, spend the night, give them a kiss goodbye and there is no other communication until the next encounter.
What happens in the center of human emotion that allows oneself to create self inflicted pain and heartache in the hope that the love will eventually be two-sided? All the while knowing exactly what is going to happen if these encounters develop, yet again, into a realtionship. Been there, done that, moved on...nope, going back again, and again, and again.
I would personally like to think that the pain of losing that love all at once would create less hurt than losing them over and over and over. Then there is the flip-side of this, what is keeping the other party coming back again? Perhaps the sheer availability, the familiarity, not adding another "notch to the belt?"
When, after all things concidered, is it just repetition? Is it concidered habit? Or, is it merely history repeating itself in that they will go back to familiar and have their hearts broken once again? Is it ever concidered desperation, and when does it become that?
When you are going through the motions of your everyday life, but you stop every now and then and put your heart into utter turmoil for the evening of satisfaction with someone you love. All the while knowing that nothing meaningful is coming out of this interaction. They know full well that the love is no longer mutual, and the other party is out with other people frequently. Yet, almost weekly they go there, spend the night, give them a kiss goodbye and there is no other communication until the next encounter.
What happens in the center of human emotion that allows oneself to create self inflicted pain and heartache in the hope that the love will eventually be two-sided? All the while knowing exactly what is going to happen if these encounters develop, yet again, into a realtionship. Been there, done that, moved on...nope, going back again, and again, and again.
I would personally like to think that the pain of losing that love all at once would create less hurt than losing them over and over and over. Then there is the flip-side of this, what is keeping the other party coming back again? Perhaps the sheer availability, the familiarity, not adding another "notch to the belt?"
When, after all things concidered, is it just repetition? Is it concidered habit? Or, is it merely history repeating itself in that they will go back to familiar and have their hearts broken once again? Is it ever concidered desperation, and when does it become that?
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring, Ring
alright, so i haven't blogged in a while due to the massive amounts of time spent at the new job and trying to see my boyfriend. For a quick overview of the past few months of my life, it breaks down like this. Jon goes to work (for the next 5 days) before I get home from work, he gets home and I'm sleeping, I get up and meander through the apartment drinking my coffee and getting ready for work, I wake him up with a kiss good-bye and head off to work. On my day off, he gets home from work at noon and sleeps until 6, and gets up to get ready for work and leaves at 8. BLAH.
Anyways, so I have this friend that I used to hang out with all the time when I was dating my ex. We never really stopped talking or hanging out, but we definately didn't as much after the split up. Now, he and I have gotten close again and I found the friendship refreshing due to the fact that you really do find out who your true friends are when they decide to chose sides or not. The majority of my friends did not chose at all, they just stopped talking to us both. Davie, decided that he was going to stick to his original thoughts, we were friends first, and will be friends after. Nice.
All this concidered, he drives me f-ing crazy! The man calls me 6-7 times a day, about 3 hours apart and gets mad if I don't call him back right away.
"Dude, I have a job and I can't talk all the time."
"well you could at least call me back."
"I did"
"at midnight"
"that's when I got out of work"
"well, I'm mad at you"
"can you be mad at me when i didn't work 12 hours"
"no, i'm mad at you now"
"can we talk about this tomorrow"
"no, we're talking about it now"
"ok, you talk. i'm sleeping"
"you're a bitch"
"you'll get over it"
"fine call me tomorrow"
"ok, bye"
"i'm serious, you'd better call me, you do'nt know how mad i am at you"
"ok, bye"
"you'd better not just blow me off, i'm really seriously mad at you"
"ok, bye"
"i'm so mad i'm thinking about not hanging out with you anymore"
"i'm sorry"
"no you're not"
"i will be tomorrow, i'm too tired right now"
"ok, bye"
and the sad part is I have this conversation with him twice a week. I love the kid, but good god is he annoying. He's like a needy girlfriend who won't go away. I've never had to break up with a friend, how exactly do i go about this?
you drive me nuts, please stop calling so much. That just seems kind of cold.
Anyways, so I have this friend that I used to hang out with all the time when I was dating my ex. We never really stopped talking or hanging out, but we definately didn't as much after the split up. Now, he and I have gotten close again and I found the friendship refreshing due to the fact that you really do find out who your true friends are when they decide to chose sides or not. The majority of my friends did not chose at all, they just stopped talking to us both. Davie, decided that he was going to stick to his original thoughts, we were friends first, and will be friends after. Nice.
All this concidered, he drives me f-ing crazy! The man calls me 6-7 times a day, about 3 hours apart and gets mad if I don't call him back right away.
"Dude, I have a job and I can't talk all the time."
"well you could at least call me back."
"I did"
"at midnight"
"that's when I got out of work"
"well, I'm mad at you"
"can you be mad at me when i didn't work 12 hours"
"no, i'm mad at you now"
"can we talk about this tomorrow"
"no, we're talking about it now"
"ok, you talk. i'm sleeping"
"you're a bitch"
"you'll get over it"
"fine call me tomorrow"
"ok, bye"
"i'm serious, you'd better call me, you do'nt know how mad i am at you"
"ok, bye"
"you'd better not just blow me off, i'm really seriously mad at you"
"ok, bye"
"i'm so mad i'm thinking about not hanging out with you anymore"
"i'm sorry"
"no you're not"
"i will be tomorrow, i'm too tired right now"
"ok, bye"
and the sad part is I have this conversation with him twice a week. I love the kid, but good god is he annoying. He's like a needy girlfriend who won't go away. I've never had to break up with a friend, how exactly do i go about this?
you drive me nuts, please stop calling so much. That just seems kind of cold.
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