The Holiday gave me the opportunity to catch up on all of the things a girl needs in her life: a time to reflect on the happiness of being alive and healthy, time to catch up with family and friends, time to perform domestic duties, and time to go to the gym. All good things.
I spent Christmas Eve with roomie's grandparents, uncles and extended family in Concord. I LOVE meeting new people, and gaining insight into your friends lives by knowing those who have made that person who they truly are. It was a fantastic alternative to spending Christmas with my own family in snowy Iowa. I told M&D I would make it back out to the Midwest in the spring. I don't think they were too upset that I didn't travel this year.
Christmas Eve evening and Christmas Day day, I sang 2+3 catholic masses for a friend's church in Arethusa's neck of the woods. I didn't realize that the spanish midnight mass STARTED at midnight. (We protestants usually celebrate at 11pm, and are finished by 12am) And, yes, it was a spanish mass, which means, I had to dig deep within the International Phonetic Alphabet I learned 7 years ago and sing in a language I, mostly, do not understand. That was, um, interesting to say the least. The next morning we started at 7am, and after 3 masses, I CRASHED for most of Christmas Day.
I've also been going to the gym. Yep, I got a 24 Hour Fitness membership. 24 has everthing I need, and the price is right. It's a little busy, but if I get my ass out of bed in the morning, it will work out fine. More on that later.
Other than that, there has been lots of domestic duties performed including cleaning, laundry and grocery shopping.
Not the most exciting most. Sorry. Just been relaxing. How's everyone been?
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
Dating Client Ratings
You know how EBay gives you the option to rate the seller? And Yelp allows people to rate restaurants, shops, etc...?
I think they should have this in the dating world as well... at least you'd know more about the person you are dating, or they would know more about you. You could start weeding out the dates with a 30% approval rating.
People would probably sign themselves up. Why not? There are all of those on Rateme.com who allow others to rate their attractiveness. Let's take that to the next level! Why not the option to rate how people act on dates as well? Honestly, I'd appreciate feedback, and maybe it would keep certain types away from me. As long as I got a chance to respond to their comments.
Ratings would also give me the chance to pass off a decent guy to another girl, for whom is is better suited. Hey, someones trash is another person's treasure!
Here I go! I'm going to YELP myself on a 1-10 scale.
6: Suziemusi was a nice girl, but I really wanted someone with fake tits.
7: I couldn't tell if Suziemusi was really making fun of me, or if she was just kidding. I didn't really get it. It made me nervous.
8: I took Suziemusi to a nice dinner and she ordered the sea bass with polenta. What is polenta? I'd like to take her out again. Perhaps this time we can just have a pizza.
2: Suziemusi called me and told me she really wasn't interested in me. Is it because I made her hold my hamburger and fries at the game when I went to the bathroom?
4: Er, uh, *Short term memory*
10: I'm in love with this girl. She is the sweetest, most beautifulest, perfectest thing ever. I think I just drooled. Sorry.
8: Suziemusi is really great, but her friends are like, so smart and stuff. It made me feel kind of stupid.
5: I would like her better if she didn't have so many guy friends. I mean, what? Guys and girls can't be platonic. No way. There always has to be sex involved. Always.
6: Oh, yeah. That girl was really cool. She doesn't smoke weed, though. Bummer. What was her name again?
6: She was okay. She sings in a choir, which means she has talent, but I'm looking for someone who has Dallas Cheerleader talent, if you know what I mean.
9: I don't have anything bad to say, I'm just afraid of commitment.
I think they should have this in the dating world as well... at least you'd know more about the person you are dating, or they would know more about you. You could start weeding out the dates with a 30% approval rating.
People would probably sign themselves up. Why not? There are all of those on Rateme.com who allow others to rate their attractiveness. Let's take that to the next level! Why not the option to rate how people act on dates as well? Honestly, I'd appreciate feedback, and maybe it would keep certain types away from me. As long as I got a chance to respond to their comments.
Ratings would also give me the chance to pass off a decent guy to another girl, for whom is is better suited. Hey, someones trash is another person's treasure!
Here I go! I'm going to YELP myself on a 1-10 scale.
6: Suziemusi was a nice girl, but I really wanted someone with fake tits.
7: I couldn't tell if Suziemusi was really making fun of me, or if she was just kidding. I didn't really get it. It made me nervous.
8: I took Suziemusi to a nice dinner and she ordered the sea bass with polenta. What is polenta? I'd like to take her out again. Perhaps this time we can just have a pizza.
2: Suziemusi called me and told me she really wasn't interested in me. Is it because I made her hold my hamburger and fries at the game when I went to the bathroom?
4: Er, uh, *Short term memory*
10: I'm in love with this girl. She is the sweetest, most beautifulest, perfectest thing ever. I think I just drooled. Sorry.
8: Suziemusi is really great, but her friends are like, so smart and stuff. It made me feel kind of stupid.
5: I would like her better if she didn't have so many guy friends. I mean, what? Guys and girls can't be platonic. No way. There always has to be sex involved. Always.
6: Oh, yeah. That girl was really cool. She doesn't smoke weed, though. Bummer. What was her name again?
6: She was okay. She sings in a choir, which means she has talent, but I'm looking for someone who has Dallas Cheerleader talent, if you know what I mean.
9: I don't have anything bad to say, I'm just afraid of commitment.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
I'm Lovin' It
I'm driving to work up Bascom Ave. this morning and a Jeep SUV is weaving in and out of 40 MPH traffic. The speed limit is 35, so you'd think traffic would be moving along speedily enough for this gas-guzzler. Oh no.. he had to drive faster.
Where was he going that was so monstrously important?
I'm in the furthest right lane (the slow lane) and suddenly I see him coming over. He cuts me off, slams on his breaks and turns into a McDonalds without using his signal.
I don't think I've ever seen someone in such a hurry for fast food.
Damn.
Where was he going that was so monstrously important?
I'm in the furthest right lane (the slow lane) and suddenly I see him coming over. He cuts me off, slams on his breaks and turns into a McDonalds without using his signal.
I don't think I've ever seen someone in such a hurry for fast food.
Damn.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
The Cul-de-sac Life
I think this is currently my worst fear.
The whole idea of the "perfect life" bothers the crap out of me, mostly because I believe it doesn't exist. There are reasons:
Reason #1 I watched 4 hours of Housewives of the O.C. on Sunday. Their materialistic lives upset me greatly.
Reason #2 Upon asking my dinner date what kind of women he usually goes out with, he said, "Normal ones." That bothered me. Why would you want to be with anyone who is all-in-all "normal." Normal to me equals "boring." I might be too much for this guy. I don't think I'm drama, but I do need some attention and I don't consider myself at all to be "normal." Why is he dating me?
Reason #3 When visiting my cousin in the Dallas burbs last year, I was tormented at how every house looked exactly the same. The yards were perfectly manicured, everyone had some high-end car, they all dressed nicely. Everyone I met was "nice." I pointed this out to my cousin and she said, "Yeah, things aren't always what they seem." I'd prefer a great home on the inside, compared to a great home on the outside (if you get my drift).
Reason #4 The only couple I personally know who live in a cul-de-sac are 60-something couple, semi-retired. Their home is perfect inside and out, they like to have people over, and... they hate each other with the passion of two flames. They sleep in separate bedrooms, and have people over to distract them from their horrible relationship. Nice.
Reason #4 I looked up Cul-de-sac on Wikipedia. First of all, "cul-de-sac" literally means, "at the bottom of the sack." I agree. This lifestyle seems "bottom of the barrel" to me also.
I thought it also interesting:
Cul-de-sac is also used metaphorically to mean a line of thought or action which leads nowhere.
In military parlance, a cul-de-sac refers to a large encirclement of troops.
In anatomy the cul-de-sac is another name for the rectouterine pouch.
I'm going to remain a bachelorette forever, or until I find a nice, drama-free, alternative to the cul-de-sac life.
The whole idea of the "perfect life" bothers the crap out of me, mostly because I believe it doesn't exist. There are reasons:
Reason #1 I watched 4 hours of Housewives of the O.C. on Sunday. Their materialistic lives upset me greatly.
Reason #2 Upon asking my dinner date what kind of women he usually goes out with, he said, "Normal ones." That bothered me. Why would you want to be with anyone who is all-in-all "normal." Normal to me equals "boring." I might be too much for this guy. I don't think I'm drama, but I do need some attention and I don't consider myself at all to be "normal." Why is he dating me?
Reason #3 When visiting my cousin in the Dallas burbs last year, I was tormented at how every house looked exactly the same. The yards were perfectly manicured, everyone had some high-end car, they all dressed nicely. Everyone I met was "nice." I pointed this out to my cousin and she said, "Yeah, things aren't always what they seem." I'd prefer a great home on the inside, compared to a great home on the outside (if you get my drift).
Reason #4 The only couple I personally know who live in a cul-de-sac are 60-something couple, semi-retired. Their home is perfect inside and out, they like to have people over, and... they hate each other with the passion of two flames. They sleep in separate bedrooms, and have people over to distract them from their horrible relationship. Nice.
Reason #4 I looked up Cul-de-sac on Wikipedia. First of all, "cul-de-sac" literally means, "at the bottom of the sack." I agree. This lifestyle seems "bottom of the barrel" to me also.
I thought it also interesting:
Cul-de-sac is also used metaphorically to mean a line of thought or action which leads nowhere.
In military parlance, a cul-de-sac refers to a large encirclement of troops.
In anatomy the cul-de-sac is another name for the rectouterine pouch.
I'm going to remain a bachelorette forever, or until I find a nice, drama-free, alternative to the cul-de-sac life.
Friday, December 07, 2007
T.G. I'm Fabulous (Friday)
Thank goodness I'm fabulous enough that I don't need to exercise for two weeks, and am currently letting myself eat anything in sight. Woo hoo. It'll just make life more challenging after all of the obsessive cheese eating and wine drinking is over. I like a challenge.
More later.
More later.
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