this is what my world looks like from 9:30 to 6:30, Monday through Friday. This is what my world is made of, and this is what decorates my world. So now you bloggers out there know what my work environment looks like. (P.S.) I DID get that digital camera for christmas if anyone is wondering why I'm suddenly so photogenic.
Well this weekend was certainly eventfull. I got to go out on Friday Night with my boyfriend and a couple of friends of ours, We ended up staying up all night. So on saturday at 2:00 I roll into the tattoo parlor all bleary eyed and slightly nervous for what's about to take place. My boyfriend pays for my tattoo and I go back. I'm sitting in the chair trying to keep my mind of the impending pain. Now in answer to every person who has ever asked, yes getting a tattoo is painfull AT FIRST it takes your body a couple of minutes to get itself used to the pain of having an ink dipped needle repeatidly shoved in your arm. After a couple of minutes however you stop noticing the pain as much. By the time I was done with my armband my hand had gone completely numb. So after that I felt pretty darn good. I love my new tattoo it's beautiful. It's a very intricate celtic knot design. Just one quick note: I love you baby and want to say thank you SO much for getting me this tattoo for Christmas. Now Sunday is when the real fun began. I had to get up early and drive back to Detroit to go to my Aunt Mary's for a christmas party. Now I must first explain something about my fathers side of the family. My grandparents were traditional Irish Roman Catholics and this means that they didn't use contraceptives, which means that my father has 11 brothers and sisters. Now out of those eleven every one but my Uncle Tommy (who happens to be gay as well) has at least 2 children. Now here's where it gets really tricky the majority of my older cousins now have kids too and yes EVERYONE was at my Aunt Mary's. So I faced Sunday with little sleep and a little dread but it turned out fine. I just had to resort to plan B which was drink until I had a buzz once I did that everything went fine. Now it's Monday and I'm anticipating my best friend flying in from New York today for Christmas. I still have to get him something, I'm just not sure what he wants. Oh well I'll figure it out. One final side note: I still haven't done ANY of my holiday shopping.
All I have to say is that I've gotten tremendous response about the Folsom Street Fair picture! It warms my little heart to know that you like me you REALLY like me. I think it's great. Keep your eyes peeled because I'm getting a digital camera this year for Christmas so I'm sure I'll add some photo's I was even thinking about doing a photo section at one point. Mind you that most of these photos will feature clothes but still (note I only said MOST).
I'm glad that today is Friday. I'm so happy to be going to see my boyfriend that you have no idea. You have no idea what it's like to scratch a five day itch. When I say this I mean that it's frustrating to be this far away from the man that you love. Think about it this way when you want physical affection hugs, kisses, and all the other good stuff in between you can't have it because you have to wait until Friday so by that time you're bursting at the seems for physical contact of any sort. I swear that when I see my boyfriend today I'm going to maul him much like a lion would it's prey. He's going to answer the door and I'm going to pounce on him. I can't wait. Also this is the weekend that I get my 2nd tattoo. My first was a little black star that's nestled right above the crack of my ass. I got it when I was 19. I love it and have not regretted getting it since. Although that tattoo seldom sees the light because it's kinda low down and I always wear a jock when I go to the bar so there are few that know that it exists. Well other than that if I don't get a chance to say it I hope that everyone has a great Christmas!!! I'm so excited because I get to meet the bf's parents and family. I'm kinda nervous but I know that they'll like me so I'm not scared.
"If you want to destroy my sweater pull this thread as I walk away, watch me unravel I'll soon be naked, lying on the floor I've come undone" from The Sweater Song by Weezer
Last night was a strange one indeed. I had a strange cacophony of mixed dreams and woke up knowing that they were sexual in nature but unawaire of my partner or our actions. Then reality hit as I came into work and was immediately bombarded with more lost souls looking for a computer tech to guide them like a sheperd would a lamb to the promised land of understanding their computer (The reality is they usually get caught by the egyptians of their computer before they can cross the red sea to the land of computer milk and honey). My boss is complaining again that people aren't doing enough work. All my fellow coworkers are complaining that they do too much work (on that sentiment I whole heartidly agree) and life goes on. The only excitement in store for me is the prospect of spending another glorious weekend in Columbus, Ohio (Scott) with my wonderful boyfriend. He is the relief for my aches and pains of the week and I love him so for that. Also when yours truly gets back he will be freshly inked with a celtic knot design! For all of this I slave over a computer. Oh well it's all worth it in the end.
"The moon is out the stars invite I think I'll leave tonight" from Rocket by the Smashing Pumpkins
So today is Wednesday and oh what a wednesday it is. My workload has been doubled at work. My boss doesn't feel that it's enough that I'm one of the top agents on my desk so he feels the need to give me more work. I love it! It pisses me off that other people in my office can sit around and be lazy but I'm expected to pick up their slack. Enough unhappy thoughts . Okay I'm better. So I talked to my best friend in New York who I'm going to visit for New Years last night. I was so happy that after days of frantically calling I was finally able to get a hold of him. So life is good. Other than that nothing new or exciting to report for today.
"Look around at the sound it's a hazy shade of winter" from Hazy Shade of Winter by the Bangles
So another Monday begins my week, and what a week it will be. This week I'm doing all of the following, tommorow I have a meeting with my boss, who I'm going to tell that I want to transfer to Columbus, Wednesday I have a doctors appointment, Thursday I'm going to see my best friend Jill, Friday I'm going to try to convince my boyfriend to take me out to the bar (although we probably shouldn't because we're trying to save money to go to New York), and Saturday , oh joyous Saturday, is when I'm getting my new tattoo (my awesome and wonderful boyfriend is getting it for me as a Christmas present). I'm so excited. I'm getting a celtic knotwork armband. I think it's going to look great and I promise to post pictures when it heals (no one wants to see if when it's all gross and scabby). With luck it will be healed by the time I head to New York for New Years! This is going to be the best couple of weeks ever!
I know this may sound funny, but my boyfriuend left his best of Diana Ross cd in my car and I've been listening to it every morning. Well since I've started listening to it I've been in a more bubbly better mood throughout my day. I don't know exactly what it is but I'm just happier to get up in the morning. Something about that Motown music really gets me going. I was listening to "I'm Coming Out" and my all time favorite "You Can't Hurry Love". It's feels good to walk into work with a spring in my step for a change and have it last all day :)
"I remember what my momma said" from You Can't Hurry Love by the Supremes
Okay, I've been a combination of different things. I've been extremely busy with work because I got put on a special assignment and I've been mostly lazy in fact ME = LAZY. But out of love I decided that it was time to blog again. I couldn't think of much to say. I was going to rant on about how much I love Lorna Doone Shortbread Cookies with my coffee but that that was too boring a detail of my life for anyone to know (although they are good cookies). So I decided to be a little sneaky and so I crept into this big WOOFING STUD's website and borrowed, the versus's section from his bio and altered it a little and filled it out to my taste. So without further ado here it is. OSU or Michigan: Michigan Hail, Hail To Michigan!
Salty or Sweet: Sweet
eBay or Flea Market: Flea Market
Hello Kitty or Badtz Maru: Badtz Maru
Junkyard Wars or Monster Garage: Monster Garage
Naked or Nude: Naked
Scrabble or Boggle: Scrabble
Girth or Length: Both if you’re lucky
Abs or Chest: Chest
Fast or Slow: Slow
Coffee or Tea: Coffee
Leatherman or Leatherboy: Leatherman
Men's Gymnastics or Men's Diving: Diving
Flintstones or Jetsons: Jetsons
Donna Summer , Gloria Gaynor or Grace Jones: Diana Ross
Starsky or Hutch: Neither
Stage or Screen: Screen
Liberal or Conservative: Liberal
Muscleboy or Musclebear: Both
Cowboys or Indians: Cowboys
Army or Navy: Neither
PC or Mac: Mac
Rubber or Vinyl: Vinyl
IRL or URL: IRL now (In Real Life)
Saints or Sinners: Sinners (have a lot more fun)
Target or KMart: Target
Pier One or Pottery Barn: Pottery Barn
Boxers, Briefs or Commando: Jockstrap
Wrestlers or Baseball Players: Wrestlers
New Wave or Punk: Punk
Funk or Soul: Soul
Aretha or Nina Simone: Nina Simone
CVS or Walgreens: CVS
Nerdy or Cool: Nerdy
Map It or Road Trip: Map QUEST
I'll never forget the night that I snuck out of my house to go to a rave in Detroit. Now I had done this several times over my High School career and was quite good at sneaking out by the time this particular rave came about. I would put a chair in front of my door to make it harder for anyone to get in (not impossible because eventually I'd have to get back into my room) and then I'd open the window and push up the screen and I'd step out on the little ledge onto my garage (out house had kind of an L shape where my room butted up against the garage). From there I'd grab onto the ledge and let myself hang down. While hanging I could just barely touch the ledge of the window on the first story and could drop myself down from there without any injury (I'm lucky I didn't get myself killed). Outside my house a friend was waiting and picked me up. We drove to a little warehouse underneath the bridge to Canada where the party was being held. It was August so the weather had just started to cool down but it was still warm enough that you didn't need a jacket. I don't remember all of the DJ's that spun that night (although Rabbit in the Moon gave one of the most spectacular performances I've seen to date) but I do remember looking across this sea of teenager kids my age or maybe a little older and feeling so incredibly free. I think I'll remember that night as long as I live.
So today has been excellent so far. I got to wear jeans to work which is always nice, and really DOES. Also my macintosh computer finally got a network connection of it's own which makes my life twenty times easier. Now I'll be able to include graphics to my site again. I'm also reading a new book which truth be told is a little difficult because it is SO descriptive. It's "Another Roadside Attraction" by Tom Robbins. It's rather enjoyable but a little difficult to slog through. Or maybe I'm just being lazy.
"I was lost I was scared, I was tired and underprepared" from In My Place by Cold Play
sorry I haven't been writing in a while. Nothing much new to report other than life is good with the old boyfriend and everythings okay. I'll write more tomorrow but today I'm going to try to catch up on my sleep