Its 1:35 and I have already cried for over 30 minutes, and broken my diet. I hate that feeling when you are giving it all you can, running a million miles a minute, dropping everything else to work on their stuff, and you still can’t make someone happy. What a sinking feeling. I don’t enjoy coming to work knowing that even my best wont be enough. So tired of it.
Had one of those weekends where even though you want to me about and about you seemingly can’t find much to do! Nothing says start planning better like being at home on a Friday night with nothing to do. But after a few nerdy as all get out phone calls with my life twin, my godson’s birthday party and trip planning for the rest of my summer I am totally pumped!
Next weekend Charlotte! back to the place where my heart soars and some of my dearest friends reside. Coffee, bookstores, booze and non stop laughs. It has been far far to long since I have seen my friends and I vow to never go this long again!
July 14th-20th Toronto!! Since I am the only person from the Canadian team in Raleigh it feels nice to go to the home base and see my co-workers and outside reps.!
July 20th! my little sister in my sorority comes to town:
( The perfect picture of our friendship, she lives in constant fear)
July 28th: Beach weekend with my college favorites!
August 11th- Beach weekend with my best friend!
August 23rd- 26 Birthday! EEKKKKK
August 24th-26th- NYC weekend to see Trina! and to celebrate turning 26!
Needless to say I am PUMPED for the rest of this summer!
All of my friends know that I am an avid reader, and I have been asked about 15 times if I have read 50 shades of Gray. I read a fantastic article this morning that sums up why I will not read it”
“What I find unsettling is that in Christian Grey I see the attributes of so many of the men I’ve written about over the years, the ones who abuse and sometimes even end up murdering their intimate partners. Experts have said for decades that rape is more about control than sex. What I’ve seen over and over again is that a man who needs to dominate, humiliate, and physically abuse a woman isn’t a hero. He’s not doing it out of love. That guy isn’t the man of any woman’s dreams. He’s a mistake, one she won’t end up rehabilitating but fleeing.
So there, I’ve said it. I know some of my friends will say that three decades as a crime writer has warped me to the point that I don’t understand a book like James’s. Perhaps they’re right. But I do find it disturbing. And I wonder what it says about our society that these books are so incredibly successful. What do you think?’”
Feeling pretty bummed today.
Had a fantastic date with someone I had been looking forward to meeting for a while. Tells me he has exciting news! He took a coaching job at my alma mater….which is 2.5 hours away. Its like God doesn’t want me in the same location of anyone I date. Another guy in Charlotte, another potential long distance, bummed that this keeps happening over and over again. All I want is someone to hug at night and to have dinner with. Clearly that is to much to ask.
Sometimes it is at 5pm. Today that hit at about 10:40
I just realized my buddy never told me who they were…..huh.
Dang, I just realized I haven’t posted anything original in quite some time, well isn’t that boring.
*Still train wrecking around making semi bad decisions and bloating as usual.
*I seriously need to see a dotor about why I am always so cold. It is the summer, I am wearing pants and a cardigan with an illegal space heater on high under my desk and I still have goosebumps. its like ice runs through my veins.
* we almost had a triple homocide at my house this morning, those cats really wanted to die.
*New dishwasher goes into today, so I have a half work from home day!
* Back on the decorating bus and trying to finish off the kitchen.
* finally starting to get tanned legs, take that german/english heritage.DIE PASTYNESSSSSSSSS
I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely.
exactly.” —(via catieannie)