Thursday, September 24, 2009

wow

The other day at work I got so hyper that I actually said the phrase "all up in your grill" to my boss. As in, I called her to ask her a question after talking to her 3 or 4 times already that day, and when she answered the phone I said, "Hi, it's me. Sorry I'm all up in your grill today." She laughed, which is good, but I still felt a little horrified a few minutes later when I suddenly heard it again in my head.

Monday, September 14, 2009

bullets

  • Patrick Swayze is dead, which is so sad. He was more talented than I think he got credit for, and he was far too young.
  • John Hughes died last month, also hugely talented and too young. I went to Blockbuster to get a few gems and when I mentioned at the check-out that I had to get them because I just heard about him, the teenager didn't know who he was. I didn't know whether to be depressed because that obviously means I am old, or to be disgusted that someone who works in a movie rental store didn't know John Hughes!
  • I joined Nanowrimo! I am going to do it this year. Woot! I have no idea what to write about yet, but I have six weeks to figure it out...
  • Yet another entry on the list of things everyone else seems to love that I can't stand: Eva Mendes. What is the attraction? She's a total horse face. The only good thing about her Calvin Klein underwear ads is that her wet, stringy hair usually hides her face. Eww.
  • I found out that Neil Gaiman, who is divorced, is now dating Amanda Palmer. While I will always love his writing, I lost some love for him with that info. I am probably judgmental, and weird, but I can't help it.
  • My newest guilty pleasure is Taylor Swift...this happened a few months ago. So when I heard what Kanye did I had to watch the video. As my friend C would say, Kanye's an ass-hat. I used to like him, but he has gone over the edge. On the other hand, I have never been a Beyonce fan, but I respected her decision to give Taylor back her moment.

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

My sweetie...

This morning I woke up with a migraine. I haven't had one in a while actually, which is awesome. But usually I get lucky and get them at night. Waking up at 0530 with pain like that completely sucks. Especially since I was planning on going in extra early this morning for some inservices. Instead, I took some pain pills and went back to sleep. N got me an icepack for my head, I put on my sleeping mask, and he cuddled me until it was better. It actually still isn't completely gone, but it got better enough to go to work.

So then on the way to work I called N to thank him again for being so sweet. He takes such good care of me. I had a meeting at work and was talking about him, and the ladies in the meeting were all saying how good he is. This is something I know, but sometimes I realize it again.