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10.18.2006

Slacker!

Ok, so the re-dedicating myself to the blog thing hasn't worked so very well.  There are a number of reasons for this (ok, here comes the "I didn't do it!  It was like that when I got here!" portion of the blog).  First, my web usage is totally and completely monitored.  I did, however, figure out a way around this by blogging via email as I am right now.  Second, and more importantly, the computer at home has been on crack.  I went to use it this weekend and it was like a scene from The Exorcist.  I got an old priest and a young priest but that didn't help either so I went to work on Monday and asked tech guru Jeff L. "WTF????"  He, of course, delivered the answer with a smile and the computer is no longer projectiling pea soup. 

The third reason is that I'm totally schizo.  The NB and I had that HORRIBLE falling out and I basically stayed in the house or tried to occupy myself with benign activities....but then he spoke....and then he apologized....a couple times.  Honestly, it's getting to be like a bad soap opera and I just keep tuning in to find out what he's going to say next to try to worm his way out of this one.  Thus, I keep going out at night.  The smart, logical, sane person inside of me knows that I'm just playing into his little game...he's got me showing up.  The crazy bi-polar beotch, however, doesn't care.  She just wants to know what's next. 

Excuses aside, I will try to be better as I'm sure you'll all be amused by my Telemundo quality life (hey, maybe someone will make a Lifetime movie!)  Tonight it seems I'll be eating chinese food with Dina Bean and not sitting in a bar like the little drama hound I am.  I'm looking forward to it.  I really am.  Even though I hate to miss anything.  I know I'm a 5 year old.


10.10.2006

The UNbreakup

Ok kids, so it's been a while since I posted and I'm going to rededicate myself to this blog for the benefit of all mankind or at least for the 4 people who read it.  The NB told me to f-off last week so my all out assault has ended in failure... or success depending on how you see it.  My gang of baddies and I currently searching for signs of remorse -- Dina-Bean claims to be seeing chinks in the armor but I'm not convinced. 

In light of this breakup...or should it be a non-breakup -- another NB because he was, after all, the NOT boyfriend -- I've decided that activity is key.  This evening I will be attending a yuppie Chamber of Commerce mixer with some guys from the office, tomorrow is dinner with the baddies, Thursday is Stitch and Bitch at a knitting shop in town and Friday, assuming I'm stable and capable, will be my first outing to the bar since the non-breakup (how about the UNbreakup as an homage to the UNcola?  Besides, it makes it the UB instead of the NB -- v. confusing).

I was conversating with my dearest baddie, Laura, and explaining to her that I was just going to schedule the sad right outta my bad self when an idea was born -- The Breakup Book.  Nobody has more experience with being dumped than I do...why not share?  We'd make it chockfull of suggestions about what you can do with your sorry ass when you've been dumped on it.  Brilliant Laura suggested it could be regionalized... like "What to do in Boise when you get booted" or "What to do in Denver when you've been denied."  Bloody genius!  It may even start as a blog come to think of it....hmmmm.... we could co-write....Laura in Oregon (GO BEAVERTON!) and me in NJ....what should we do tonight Brain?  Same thing we do every night Pinky....TRY TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!!!

Anyway, meanwhile I wrote her this REALLY INSANE email this morning that I thought I'd share:

Ok, so I really can't think of anything to do at work today.  I've been channelling a great deal of negative energy into work which basically means I'm doing things 3 times faster than normal...which i believe makes me a superhero but that's another story entirely.  The upside of my superpowers is that my boss is amazed at how quickly I've been turning out press releases, however, the downside is that while I might have allotted 2 days for a project I'm now getting it done in half a day and am at a loss as to what to do with the rest of the time.

I'm SURE there's something I could be doing... really, there must be, but unfortunately navigating the web of approvals that have to happen before I can start pitching a case study or press release is something my work has to do all on its own...I can't really intervene once I've sent the copy to whomever needs to look it over and say "righty-o!"  My internet usage is also monitored so while I would love to shop online or read trashy celeb gossip or funny stuff I just can't cause I may be called to the mat on it.  I can't knit or anything cause they're paying me to be busy and I think they'd find me working on the fugly poncho offensive, not to mention grounds for dismissal.

I was just talking to this very cute boy who works here.  I think he's just adorable and funny, and he wears a tie to work every day even though we're biz casual (envision me in khakis, jungle mocs and a particularly cheerful green v-neck sweater as I compose this).  On casual Fridays when everyone else is in jeans he wears khakis, no tie, a blazer and a button down.  Adorable.

Ok, I obviously need to switch from the XL Dunkin Donuts in the morning to a more modest size.  I'm ever-so-slightly wired.

Love you the most, hugs and kisses to Jonathan!

Lis

ATTENTION FRIENDS AT DUNKIN DONUTS CORPORATE HEADQUARTERS:
Want to sponsor a blog?  Or a blogger?  If you'll supply my daily coffee fix I will GLADLY mark my blog "sponsored by Dunkin Donuts."  I love you guys, really.  I'm an XL hazelnut light and sweet...religiously.  Sometimes hot, sometimes iced but I'm there....during the week Riverview Rd., Totowa, NJ, weekends either Valley Rd. Upper Montclair, NJ or Pompton Ave, Cedar Grove, NJ.  Hey, it's what gets me out of bed in the morning.  One thing though, I was just wondering if there's any standard operating procedure as far as decaf is concerned.  While I personally do not believe in decaf (what's the point?) my mom can't have high octane due to a medical condition and it's VERY important that she gets decaf.  The DD employees seem to switch the location of the decaf (particularly for iced coffee) on a daily basis, and frankly, I don't trust 'em. I bet the customers would love it and it would help the employees if the dispenser was clearly labeled decaf.  Just a thought.