As I sit here, drinking my Corona (garnished with half a lime) and watching the Kathy Griffin Show: The D-List, I wonder: does anyone else think this show is freaking hysterical?

Oh my god. Why is this funny?

Matt Nathanson finally came out with a new live CD and it’s fantastic. I’ve been listening to it nonstop for about a week now… and let me tell you, listening to this on headphones at work? Just make sure you don’t have a temp in the office, because the constant snickering had him thinking I was a total nutcase. Just ask the coworker. She finally couldn’t stand it and was all, “WTF?”

hehe

Go get this CD.. I’m not kidding. It’s one of those rare ones where every, single song is awesome.

A Line from Lie (The CD is peppered with dialogue.. he was actually in Boston when I was sick ::damn the sickness!:: but one of these days I’m going to see him live.)

Romeo and Juliet (This isn’t an original, but it’s such a fantastic take on a great song.)

Philadelphia Song…. and this one’s just hysterical.

Regina Spektor also released a new single (sister, you’ll want to download this.. and take it from here like I taught you!)… Samson. It’s the first song I ever heard of hers and I just adore it.

I can’t tell you how much I enjoy the Skyping and drinking. 🙂 Aside from being highly entertaining, I get to hear about Moo’s lovelife minutes, nay, mere seconds, before it gets interesting.

Otherwise known as, the Lake Girl just dropped by. Dooodooodoo… and he dropped right off. 😉

And my mom has now learned how to use Skype for IMing… and it’s very odd. She writes mini novels all at once, and they take her quite a bit of time. Which is odd, since I normally write in short bursts and I go as fast as humanly possible just ’cause and it’s very jarring to be able to answer all her questions in a few seconds, and then have to go and get a drink, feed the cats and do the dishes while I wait for her response. 🙂 It’s cute.

I don’t really like people. I know, I know, that’s a “broad statement” and you’re right, it is. So let me qualify it: I don’t like most people. By most people I mean those who are rude, obnoxious, overly arrogant, sexist, demanding, loud and racist… and that’s just part of the list.

Now I know that’s not “most” people, but it’s a lot of people.

Wow, do I sound cynical or what?

I had to go to the grocery store tonight—I haven’t gone since before I left for MN and not only did I not have any food, I was totally out of liquor… the sacrilege!

I did my shopping and headed to checkout—I should’ve kept shopping. The woman in front of the woman ahead of me was very loud and had a rather irritating habit of talking about the price of each of her purchases… “oh my, $4 for a little bag of carrots? that’s outrageous! and how much was that? I can’t believe that price…” And on, and on, and on, until…

“$10 for a BAG of cherries?! Are you OUT OF YOUR MIND?!? There’s something wrong—you did something wrong!”

And so the nonsense began. Apparently the cherries were entered into the system wrong, so she had them taken off her bill. Then while the next lady was being rung up, she went and checked the price in the produce section.

“I WAS right. Your system is WRONG!”

And she was back. At this stage she proceeded to detail the price, detail how badly the computer had screwed up and detail how the other grocery store in town ALWAYS gives the customer the item for free if it’s rung up incorrectly.

Bear in mind, all of this was spewed at two young teenagers who looked like the woman had stepped on their puppies… with cleats.

One of her big points was that they were “wasting her time”—this was, of course, while she cut in front of me to have her cherries rung up correctly.

Stupid, stupid cherries.

Well I did turn the job offer from the Boss down. Mainly because when it all comes down to it, this isn’t the place for me anymore and I’m just not happy here. So that’s that.

Unfortunately, it’s also a no-go on the MN deal, as they hired someone yesterday and aren’t looking to hire for awhile. Such is life though, right?

I offered to stay another month fulltime and then do some side work for them after the month is up until whomever they hire is ready to take over, so I’ll be here until mid-August or thereabouts. Which technically isn’t bad. The NYC job also was filled when I was waiting to here about the MN one, so I’m a bit back to square one.

Except for one little factor… I made a really great contact with a guy from a really big company when I was in NYC and he sent me an email today. He wants to find and give me a job. 🙂

That was a nice boost to my otherwise depressing morning, lol.

The conference ended yesterday and now I’m safely ensconced back home. It was a long, long few days—standing at a booth for about eight hours is really a ridiculous thing to have to do. My toes hurt (heels), I noticed last night I was starting to sound raspy (“Hi there, I’m such-and-such and this is..”) and trying to work from a broadband card with a one bar connection just makes a girl want to scream.

Home is good.

I haven’t made a decision about the job. It looks like it was kinda made for me, as the one I really wanted was basically rescinded due to the offer from my boss. Lovely.

I’d talk more about it, but the coworker reads this and I’m not in the mood to debate the pros and cons in person. I’m debating them with a few people and it’s going back and forth… oddly enough, the advice I seem to be getting is to do what I want, but that’s rather annoying. No one understands the concept of TELLING ME WHAT TO DO. 😛

Oh and Moo? I swear to god boy, if you stop blogging I’m going to have to kick you in the shins. I need the nonsense entertainment of the crickets… daily.

So the new guy (also known as: comes-in-hungover guy) was fired on Thursday night.

Friday I was told I was going to the conference in DC.

Yesterday we got here.

Last night I got an offer from my current company that beat the other’s offer—just barely—but it’s a significant raise and a new title.

Said offer would mean: no moving, no learning anything new, no new town, etc. It would also mean that my stress level will probably not decrease and I’ll still be working overtime (although compensation time is going to be one of my caveats).

I don’t really know what to do. Part of me is craving a change of scenery and a change of pace—new friends, new job, new city to explore… the other part says it’ll just be so much easier staying where I am—old friends, a job I usually like, a city I know, the ocean nearby, etc., etc.

Why does being grownup mean you have to make such hard decisions?

All of TV is now reruns and I feel cheated. I lost a good three months of TV (at least) and now they’re just taking it away… bastards.

I mean if they’re going to run reruns, at least run the ones that I missed… not the ones from freaking last fall. Geez. That’s so irritating. I saw them open the damn hatch—the hatch is open. Next please.

So Lost was such an f—ing old rerun I ended up watching Criminal Minds, which was also a rerun, but alas, one I had not seen.

Technically I didn’t really watch it so much as listen as I tooled around Craigslist looking at apartments and chatted with the people on Skype, but I did pick up the bits and pieces.

And here, therefore, is my issue. Why do all serial killers have “above average intelligence?” And why oh why do they describe the killer, on every episode of CM, as having said above average intelligence? I’m going to start thinking that everyone with aai is now a serial killer (yes, yes, completely illogical… the whole if a = b and b = c, then a must = c, but whatever.)

Yes, this is what concerns me late at night, after the vodka has been consumed… a nation of aai serial killers are being bred right outside my door.

I’m not entirely sure, but I think there’s an excellent chance I hit on the Moobert last night. And possibly the Kat.

::cough cough ahem::

Yeah… drinking and skyping don’t mix all that well people, particularly at 2AM after you’ve had a shitty day and a massive quantity of liquor.

I’m thinking of a PSA about it…

A couple of weeks ago E graduated from college and I went out with her and a bunch of her friends that night. One of her “friends” had a cousin who came down from Canada and he and I hit it off. A good dancer and a really funny guy, we spent most of the evening talking in French and discussing electrical engineering (his major). I thought nothing of it. It was a fun night, everyone had a good time and he and I agreed if I was ever in Montreal, we’d go for a drink. He’s one of those people you’ll still know in 20 years—a friend.

I found out a couple of days ago that his cousin (E’s friend) was for some reason pissed at me (varying reasons have been given—mainly that I took some attention off her because her cousin and I were talking) and because of that, lied to everyone there and said that I have Hep C.

What now, you say? Why? What would be the point of saying that?

I have no idea. She knew I had been sick earlier this year and she knew the real reason, but instead, she decided to get back at me for getting more attention than her (not really, she made sure she was at the center of it all) and thought that was the best way.

Not that having Hep C defines a person, but the way she made it sound is that not only do I have it, but I want to a) give it to people and b) am still doing whatever it was I did to get it in the first place.

Her cousin has been emailing me and he finally asked me about it. I was stunned.

Mainly, I guess, because I’ve never really been the target of something like that. I tend to make good friends, smart friends, friends who are actually friends, and it floored me that anyone would lie like that about someone else—particularly someone they don’t know. What’s the point of that?

I watched Coach Carter the other night… the movie is good, not great, but decent. However there’s a speech a student gives and I found it gave me some perspective.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?

Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do.

It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

—Marianne Williamson