I was actually convinced that he missed me. He has not told me that he is not coming back to Idaho. He didn't even say good-bye to me either. I really liked Josh. all I can say is fuck this shit. I'm going to be single for the rest of my life, fuck you men.
Not to mention that I am so sick of being here. I'm sick of the nieghbors. I'm sick of the cats. I'm sick of the people across the street. I'm sick of commuting. I'm sick of being far away from everything.
Monday, December 20, 2010
Friday, December 17, 2010
A little too much excitement
So, I watched some clips from the Oprah show in Australia. Hugh Jackman, the modern day god, zipped down down a zip line and nearly cracked his head open. I thought about that one actress that died after she got a concussion. Can you imagine what would happen if Hugh died from a head injury? How would Oprah feel? Then after that, I wonder if Australia would go to war with America because Oprah killed Mr. Jackman.
Speaking of droolalicious men. Ryan Reynolds and Scarlett split. I like them both; both beautiful. He has good taste in women...who have a twin brother. Alanis and Scarlett each have a twin brother. I don't have a twin brother, I don't think I have a chance with Ryan. ;)
I hung out with Leslie the other day. She is a former room mate, the best room mate ever. Who here is aware of Paul accusing me of cheating on him? He has been sending me dirty text messages. When he was with me, he used to try to get with Leslie. I told him that he is a piece of shit. I haven't heard much from him. He quit after I told him again what a cheat he is when he was griping about Bree.
Josh is in Arkansas...I wish he was here. He does need to spend time with his family. I just wish I had the luxury of leaving if I wanted. He says that he misses me. I don't believe I missed anyone so badly. I hope he returns. He was telling me that his brother wants him to move there. I don't think he is excited about that idea and I do not believe he is thrilled about living in Idaho either.
I had an epiphany. If someone cared so much about me, they would go through the trouble of helping me get out of here.
Speaking of droolalicious men. Ryan Reynolds and Scarlett split. I like them both; both beautiful. He has good taste in women...who have a twin brother. Alanis and Scarlett each have a twin brother. I don't have a twin brother, I don't think I have a chance with Ryan. ;)
I hung out with Leslie the other day. She is a former room mate, the best room mate ever. Who here is aware of Paul accusing me of cheating on him? He has been sending me dirty text messages. When he was with me, he used to try to get with Leslie. I told him that he is a piece of shit. I haven't heard much from him. He quit after I told him again what a cheat he is when he was griping about Bree.
Josh is in Arkansas...I wish he was here. He does need to spend time with his family. I just wish I had the luxury of leaving if I wanted. He says that he misses me. I don't believe I missed anyone so badly. I hope he returns. He was telling me that his brother wants him to move there. I don't think he is excited about that idea and I do not believe he is thrilled about living in Idaho either.
I had an epiphany. If someone cared so much about me, they would go through the trouble of helping me get out of here.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Rough Transition
Today was a long day. Every day is long. I spend every day transitioning into something new. New position. New hours. New dog. New class. New job. New e-mail. New password. New class. In the middle of it all, I did something dumb.
There was an order to not do something, needless to say, I did what I wasn't supposed to do. I am a misfit in the morning. It's not intentional either; I'm just ditsy in the morning.
Transitioning into the new job was not easy. It is almost complete. I spent the first part of the day calling people to reset a password. They gave me a hard time, I think I had to call them three times. That came to a halt after I started chewing out this stubborn agent that kept on repeating himself condescendingly. I do not know what the group of people are for if they refuse to help. Seriously. Just wait, karma will get them. They will have an issue with a password and then someone will be the same way with them. Ha!
I get a two week break from class. After I type my essay, that is. I will be studying for the test. I am going to study because my papers were great and points were docked because of technicalities. The instructor makes errors; guess what is going to be my gripe...
I have been spending time lecturing the father. For two days he was asking if I heard from the brother. The second day, he was calling and wanting mom's phone number. Thinking, thinking, no dad, he is busy and mom didn't hear from him either. I ask the brother if he contacted dad, if I hear anything ignore him. Dad is a little difficult to ignore, especially when repetition is his best buddy.
I visited dad, that's all I could hear about. Even after mom told him that the brother will call when he is good and ready. Me and the step sister, "He's busy!" I wish he paid attention to me. I wish he would spend money on me the way he does for the step siblings. I wish he would help me instead of going on about not having enough money.
It reminded me of when Grandma Maughan and one of my aunts bickering. One would call him and tell him what the other did. Then visa versa. It was an ongoing cycle every day. I thought about this when he said he was going to drive to Mountain Home to see what was going on. I told him, "Don't be driving over there and wasting your gas. No drama."
It has been quiet for the past few days, despite the chaos at work. I'm going to go to bed. I have an essay due on Friday and some house cleaning to do. Pinching pennies, I hardly have enough for anything. It will take a miracle this month to get through.
There was an order to not do something, needless to say, I did what I wasn't supposed to do. I am a misfit in the morning. It's not intentional either; I'm just ditsy in the morning.
Transitioning into the new job was not easy. It is almost complete. I spent the first part of the day calling people to reset a password. They gave me a hard time, I think I had to call them three times. That came to a halt after I started chewing out this stubborn agent that kept on repeating himself condescendingly. I do not know what the group of people are for if they refuse to help. Seriously. Just wait, karma will get them. They will have an issue with a password and then someone will be the same way with them. Ha!
I get a two week break from class. After I type my essay, that is. I will be studying for the test. I am going to study because my papers were great and points were docked because of technicalities. The instructor makes errors; guess what is going to be my gripe...
I have been spending time lecturing the father. For two days he was asking if I heard from the brother. The second day, he was calling and wanting mom's phone number. Thinking, thinking, no dad, he is busy and mom didn't hear from him either. I ask the brother if he contacted dad, if I hear anything ignore him. Dad is a little difficult to ignore, especially when repetition is his best buddy.
I visited dad, that's all I could hear about. Even after mom told him that the brother will call when he is good and ready. Me and the step sister, "He's busy!" I wish he paid attention to me. I wish he would spend money on me the way he does for the step siblings. I wish he would help me instead of going on about not having enough money.
It reminded me of when Grandma Maughan and one of my aunts bickering. One would call him and tell him what the other did. Then visa versa. It was an ongoing cycle every day. I thought about this when he said he was going to drive to Mountain Home to see what was going on. I told him, "Don't be driving over there and wasting your gas. No drama."
It has been quiet for the past few days, despite the chaos at work. I'm going to go to bed. I have an essay due on Friday and some house cleaning to do. Pinching pennies, I hardly have enough for anything. It will take a miracle this month to get through.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Pissed
I have been having a hard time with being single and living far away from everything, going to school, and commuting. Meeting anyone is virtually impossible. One guy got pissed because I wasn't doing anything to meet him. I told him what an inconsiderate prick he was for showing disrespect.
The last guy, he kept on saying he would meet me and did not. Nothing but a HUGE run around. I feel ashamed for even being interested. Why waste some one's time? If someone is really not interested, they should not act interested. It's hard enough trying to trust men again, then someone pulls this stunt? Am I really unattractive?
Then out of the blue, Josh comes back. I like him. My life is crap, I live in Nampa. Everyone remotely interested in me is in Boise. I have a job and I work all day, I have a crazy schedule. I go to school and my current class has a messed up schedule. I couldn't change anything if I tried.
Yesterday, I was supposed to meet Josh. He is going away until January. I had a paper due yesterday that I have been too tired to work on. Not to mention I have a cold and I am trying to get some sleep. I get up first thing and start working on the paper, I had a hard time focusing on it because I hate this class. He text me to text him later. As soon as I was finished I let him know. I got no response until 330. He fell asleep and had dinner plans.
I am getting so tired of living over here. I have no clue what to do. I have to commute and this takes up my time in the morning and after work. I'm stuck with trying to complete assignments while I am working. I cannot get a job closer to home because there is nothing here. It will be virtually impossible to get out of this because Nampa and Boise were in the top five worst places to buy a home. I can't take this crap anymore. I cannot meet anyone because I don't live in Boise and I go to school.
The last guy, he kept on saying he would meet me and did not. Nothing but a HUGE run around. I feel ashamed for even being interested. Why waste some one's time? If someone is really not interested, they should not act interested. It's hard enough trying to trust men again, then someone pulls this stunt? Am I really unattractive?
Then out of the blue, Josh comes back. I like him. My life is crap, I live in Nampa. Everyone remotely interested in me is in Boise. I have a job and I work all day, I have a crazy schedule. I go to school and my current class has a messed up schedule. I couldn't change anything if I tried.
Yesterday, I was supposed to meet Josh. He is going away until January. I had a paper due yesterday that I have been too tired to work on. Not to mention I have a cold and I am trying to get some sleep. I get up first thing and start working on the paper, I had a hard time focusing on it because I hate this class. He text me to text him later. As soon as I was finished I let him know. I got no response until 330. He fell asleep and had dinner plans.
I am getting so tired of living over here. I have no clue what to do. I have to commute and this takes up my time in the morning and after work. I'm stuck with trying to complete assignments while I am working. I cannot get a job closer to home because there is nothing here. It will be virtually impossible to get out of this because Nampa and Boise were in the top five worst places to buy a home. I can't take this crap anymore. I cannot meet anyone because I don't live in Boise and I go to school.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Child Abuse Food
Food I am aware of today is the food that I would never would have eaten yesterday. I never had brussel sprouts, okra, sweet potatoes, asparagus, or artichokes when I was growing up. I thought peas were gross...and I still do. I never liked crust on my bread nor did I like wheat. I never liked sauerkraut with those wienies, I made some the other day and I ate the whole thing.
I did not like the steaks that mom made. I do not remember if I ever liked meat loaf, I know how to make it and love it. I always liked spinach. My friend Sara adds mayonnaise to hers; she said that Italians do that. It is awesome, I make spinach like that. I love Flinstone dip! I remember loving those stuffed mushrooms at Grandma Berglund's house during the holiday season.
When I dated Andrew, his mother made all kinds of food. I never had sweet potatoes or acorn squash until I lived with him. I can't remember when I started eating brussel sprouts. I tried okra, it tastes good but it looks really gross. When I worked at Pizza Pipeline, I was introduced to artichoke hearts.
There is one dish that my mom always made that Justin hated. It is Texas Hash. I was bored one day and I looked it up. Mom said that Justin had taken the recipe and possibly threw it away. Here is the recipe, I am making it right now.
Ingredients
1 lb lean ground beef
1/2 onions chopped
1 celery chopped
15 ounces canned tomatoes diced
1/2 green peppers chopped
1/2 cup uncooked rice
1 teaspoon minced garlic
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
2 teaspoons salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 1/2 teaspoons parsley
Directions:
Lightly spray a 9x13-inch baking dish with a cooking spray (Pam, or similar); set aside. Preheat oven to 375º. Saute the beef, onion and celery in a large skillet over medium heat until no pink remains in the beef and the onions are clear. Place the meat mixture in a colander to let the excess grease drain. Return the meat mixture to the skillet. Add the tomatoes, green pepper, rice, garlic and all remaining ingredients (spices/herbs) to the skillet. Stir well. Pour the meat/rice mixture into the prepared 9x13-inch baking dish. Cover the baking dish, and bake in a 375º oven for 30 minutes, or until the rice is cooked and soft.
I did not like the steaks that mom made. I do not remember if I ever liked meat loaf, I know how to make it and love it. I always liked spinach. My friend Sara adds mayonnaise to hers; she said that Italians do that. It is awesome, I make spinach like that. I love Flinstone dip! I remember loving those stuffed mushrooms at Grandma Berglund's house during the holiday season.
When I dated Andrew, his mother made all kinds of food. I never had sweet potatoes or acorn squash until I lived with him. I can't remember when I started eating brussel sprouts. I tried okra, it tastes good but it looks really gross. When I worked at Pizza Pipeline, I was introduced to artichoke hearts.
There is one dish that my mom always made that Justin hated. It is Texas Hash. I was bored one day and I looked it up. Mom said that Justin had taken the recipe and possibly threw it away. Here is the recipe, I am making it right now.
Ingredients
1 lb lean ground beef
1/2 onions chopped
1 celery chopped
15 ounces canned tomatoes diced
1/2 green peppers chopped
1/2 cup uncooked rice
1 teaspoon minced garlic
1/2 teaspoon chili powder
2 teaspoons salt
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1 1/2 teaspoons parsley
Directions:
Lightly spray a 9x13-inch baking dish with a cooking spray (Pam, or similar); set aside. Preheat oven to 375º. Saute the beef, onion and celery in a large skillet over medium heat until no pink remains in the beef and the onions are clear. Place the meat mixture in a colander to let the excess grease drain. Return the meat mixture to the skillet. Add the tomatoes, green pepper, rice, garlic and all remaining ingredients (spices/herbs) to the skillet. Stir well. Pour the meat/rice mixture into the prepared 9x13-inch baking dish. Cover the baking dish, and bake in a 375º oven for 30 minutes, or until the rice is cooked and soft.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Ribbit Ribbit
I went to see Dane Cook last night; it was awesome! I was pretty close to the stage, it was almost like I was standing in front of him. The wait was a pain in the ass. I made it early, I hoped to have somewhere to at least sit and wait...where it is warm. The Idaho Center is more ideal for the summer time, I think.
The ticket cost me $74. Third row from Dane. The seating sucked simply because of the fact that they use the same chairs that schools use in the auditorium. The plastic ones that you can latch together. It's bad enough I work somewhere that is not ergonomically correct, I have to sit in the most uncomfortable chairs that took a chunk of my paycheck. Sheesh. They made the Morrison Center look even better.
There were three comedians that opened. The first guy was hilarious. The second guy was hardly funny, in fact, he sucked. The third guy, he was pretty funny. I had such a fun time, I hope he comes back again. I hope it is sooner than a few years.
What else have I been up to? Not much, moping around. One guy I was trying to meet pretty much gave me the run around. He kept having an excuse. If you do not want to meet someone, DON'T FUCKING SAY YOUR GOING TO MEET THEM MORON!! In the middle of this fiasco, Josh sent me a comment. I thought he hated me.
Evidently, Josh is someone I had met before. Back when that prick Jeff was still alive and kicking. Josh is someone who gave me my first stripper experience. Yes, I watched strippers and I got a lap dance. He also taught me how to break when playing pool.
One day, I had Josh over when I was living at Rob's. Jeff was starting shit and put a STD fact sheet on the windshield of my car. Then Liz was harassing me (which is a double standard because she told me not too long before that she had genital warts and HPV). So, I went totally ape shit and spent the day fighting with those assholes.
Not too long after this incident, Josh was not speaking to me. I cannot remember, but it ended abruptly. This made me even more upset at Jeff.
So, about four years later, he is speaking to me. Main issue, I do not speak. Well, I'm shy and it takes me a little bit to warm up. Not to mention I speak more now because I do not have anyone telling me what I can and cannot say.
To make matters more interesting...before I get into it; MANY people have a criminal record in Idaho. I cannot think of very many people who have not been arrested. That aside, yes, I just got rid of a douche bag. But, he kept doing shit and hiding it from me. Anyway, Josh vanished because he was in prison for violating is probation. Back when he was 18, he stole a car radio. From what I looked up, he drove without privileges and that will get you arrested. Don't believe me? Ask Doug.
Josh makes me feel warm and fuzzy. He is someone I think of all day long. Perhaps we did have something before and I like him. I think he is a fantastic person. Hopefully, it will work out with him and maybe everyone will get a chance to meet him.
The ticket cost me $74. Third row from Dane. The seating sucked simply because of the fact that they use the same chairs that schools use in the auditorium. The plastic ones that you can latch together. It's bad enough I work somewhere that is not ergonomically correct, I have to sit in the most uncomfortable chairs that took a chunk of my paycheck. Sheesh. They made the Morrison Center look even better.
There were three comedians that opened. The first guy was hilarious. The second guy was hardly funny, in fact, he sucked. The third guy, he was pretty funny. I had such a fun time, I hope he comes back again. I hope it is sooner than a few years.
What else have I been up to? Not much, moping around. One guy I was trying to meet pretty much gave me the run around. He kept having an excuse. If you do not want to meet someone, DON'T FUCKING SAY YOUR GOING TO MEET THEM MORON!! In the middle of this fiasco, Josh sent me a comment. I thought he hated me.
Evidently, Josh is someone I had met before. Back when that prick Jeff was still alive and kicking. Josh is someone who gave me my first stripper experience. Yes, I watched strippers and I got a lap dance. He also taught me how to break when playing pool.
One day, I had Josh over when I was living at Rob's. Jeff was starting shit and put a STD fact sheet on the windshield of my car. Then Liz was harassing me (which is a double standard because she told me not too long before that she had genital warts and HPV). So, I went totally ape shit and spent the day fighting with those assholes.
Not too long after this incident, Josh was not speaking to me. I cannot remember, but it ended abruptly. This made me even more upset at Jeff.
So, about four years later, he is speaking to me. Main issue, I do not speak. Well, I'm shy and it takes me a little bit to warm up. Not to mention I speak more now because I do not have anyone telling me what I can and cannot say.
To make matters more interesting...before I get into it; MANY people have a criminal record in Idaho. I cannot think of very many people who have not been arrested. That aside, yes, I just got rid of a douche bag. But, he kept doing shit and hiding it from me. Anyway, Josh vanished because he was in prison for violating is probation. Back when he was 18, he stole a car radio. From what I looked up, he drove without privileges and that will get you arrested. Don't believe me? Ask Doug.
Josh makes me feel warm and fuzzy. He is someone I think of all day long. Perhaps we did have something before and I like him. I think he is a fantastic person. Hopefully, it will work out with him and maybe everyone will get a chance to meet him.
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