Showing posts from August, 2009

A Random List for a Friday Night

1. One week down, one week left. By this time next week, I'll be hanging with my best belly-dancing gals celebrating. Not sure what the plans are yet.
2. I swear, all of Chittenden county was PMSing yesterday or something. Everyone (including me) was stressed, cranky, and bitchy. Possibly even bloated. Is a county-wide bloating even possible? Well, the fair is in town, so maybe...
3. Someone tell me to stop watching Animal Planet when they are showing Animal Cops or whatever it's called. They're showing the worst of the worst. Why am I watching this?!?! This is not elevating my opinion of humanity.
4. I'm going up to my Mom's this weekend to be the Good Daughter. It will be insanely uneventful. But I will get a lot of laundry done. This can't be discounted.
5. I had a 5. It's gone now.
6. I want to see District 9, or whatever it's called. Won't you see it with me?
7. Latest car news - it's been appraised and will cost $634 for a new bumper. I've m…

...and the next day...

Well, today has come and gone. I did actually post a note on the bulletin board in front of the bathrooms today. Not quite as pissy as the one below but pointed enough so now everyone in the building knows someone there is a hit-and-runner. No one has come forward, surprise surprise. Rumor has it that it might have been the landscapers who did it. Apparently they were parked in that lot as well and "aren't good for much." I suppose I'll never know. No word yet from the insurance company, but they said 24-48 hours so they aren't late yet. I was supposed to get my car inspected on Saturday, but I have a sneaky suspicion they won't do it with my bumper in the state it's in. Great. Just lovely.
In other news, I had a job interview today. I think it went pretty well, but only time will tell. It was for a salon receptionist position. Very entry level, but as I am changing careers I am perfectly happy starting at the bottom rung. Working here will definitely let …

Why, people, why????

So I was coming out of my building on my way home from work. I was talking on the phone to my mom, telling her about a job interview that I have tomorrow.
I get to my car and open the door. My cds are all over the floor, which was weird. Then I notice that there are foot-long skid marks in the gravel behind my front tires.
At this point, I said "something's not right."
I went and looked at my rear bumper. There's a huge crack in it and the paint's been taken off. The driver's side is completely unhooked and I could probably take it off if I wanted to.
I ran around to the windshield. No note.
Rat-fink bastard.
The thing is Rat Fink Bastard (RFB) most likely works in my building as well, as it's really the only office building there and everyone who parts in that lot (for the most part) works there as well.
He's long gone. The fine officer who came when I called said, as soon as he saw the skid marks "that guy knew he hit you." You don't pus…


There's a song on Madonna's Confessions on a Dancefloor album entitled "Jump" and the lyrics go something akin to this:

There's only so much you can learn in one place
The more that you wait, the more time that you waste

Well, that's true enough. For the last two years, I've been on a roller coaster ride of emotions. I've been trying to figure out what I want to do with my life. Call it a quarterlife crisis, general malais, what have you. All I knew was, I couldn't keep going the way I was going. I needed massive change.

The pursuit of massage therapy was a step in the right direction and I'm really looking forward to the classes. However, I came to the conclusion that just a step wasn't enough. I needed to jump. I needed to jump, blindfolded, off the cliff and hope to hell there was a net at the bottom.

So today I jumped.

I officially gave 2 weeks notice at my job. My last day will be September 4th. I'm doing this with no job lined up (alth…


There's been a lot of stuff going on in my life lately. I haven't been posting here, mainly because it's a bit too public. But here it is, in really vague terms.

Risk is not my forte. I know there are people who live (and sometimes) die for it, but not me. I don't rush into things, I think about the ramifications of something before I do it, and I don't do irresponsible things.

I'm about to change all that.

I'm about to take one of the biggest risks of my life. It is terrifying and exciting all at the same time. I have no idea how it's going to turn out for me.

I will say that I haven't come to this decision lightly, and I'm most certainly not rushing into anything. In fact, this has been building for a very long time. But I've come to believe that in order to get the massive life change I've been desiring, I have no other alternative.

It's risk or die.

In the grand scheme of things, it's probably not a huge risk. I mean, I'm not j…

Mastering the Art of ________ Cooking

I went blueberry picking this afternoon. I managed to snag four pounds of blueberries for $8. Score!!! Deal of the century, considering a pint is like $5. It was hot as hades outside, but it was just too gorgeous to not be out and about. Besides, there are few better ways of spending a workless Friday than amongst blueberry bushes and beautiful scenery. The fact that everyone else is working just makes it that much sweeter.
So, after nearly melting amongst the blueberry bushes I decided to go to the movies and steal some AC. I went and saw Julie and Julia. The movie itself was okay enough. Nothing I'd rave about and say "you simply must see it! It's the best movie of the year!" Um no. But it was an entertaining way to sit in the AC for two hours without having to mess around with buying one of those contraptions and wrestling it into the window.
Anyway, as I was driving home with the AC cranked (notice a trend here?) I was thinking that it would be fun to do somethin…

The Absent-Minded Bellydancers

The evening started well enough. The makeup was spot on, I'd been able to find the final piece of my costume earlier in the day, and the people I wanted most to come and watch were going to do just that.

So there I was, in the dressing room, putting the finishing touches on my first costume of the evening. The show was set to start in 20 minutes. I checked my hair (poufy as per usual) and lipstick (not on my teeth...score!) and went to my bag to get something. That's when I realize I'm missing something.

I do not have my top for my second act.

Since it wasn't "that kind" of show, I panicked a little. But then it occured to me that I could call home and have them bring it with them. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

They'd already left and locked the door behind them.


Did you know that you can make it from North End Studios to South Burlington and back in 15 minutes? Thank goodness the cops were all somewhere else. I made it back with five minutes to spare. Woot w…

Random Notes on a Sunday Evening

1. I think I just killed my cell phone. I got it wet. Didn't even realize it until I'd gotten back from my walk and it was as dead as a doornail. I think I'm screwed. I've taken the back off and the battery out (like the instructions said) and I'm waiting for it to dry out. Still, I think I'm going to have to swing by an AT&T store tomorrow and get a replacement. :-( It's been longer than 30 days too, and I'm not sure what our policy says about such things. Sigh.
2. Took an Intro to Massage Therapy workshop yesterday morning. It's held at the place I'm registered at, so it was basically a more-detailed insight into what my days will be looking like for the next nine months. It's exciting and scary all at the same time. I need to keep reminding myself that it's okay to not get it the first time around. It's going to take some practice for me to get things right. And that's okay! It's a learning curve, and I haven't been…