Thank gawd I do not get sick often! Cos the selection outside of the Price Is Right, sucks. I don't care how old you are, 6, or 80, if you're home sick, you watch the Price Is Right. It only requires a small amount of brain power if any. Mindless entertainment.
I've been sick since Wednesday, by Thursday I thought I was on the mends, as I tend to do all I can to get better fast, as I can not take medication unless absolutely necessary. I was out and about with Single & Picky Thursday night, trying to convince her (or maybe myself) it sounded worse than it sounded. Waking up in the morning, I knew I had lost the battle. If Friday's weren't a half day, I would have called in sick.
After much of the usual things that take place being sick, I'm on the mends now. Taking today off for good measure, as the cough is nasty today, and well, my desk is communal.
I've been up for an hour, and it's almost nap time again.
Off to suck back some more kiwi's. (high in vitamin c)
Monday, 31 October 2011
Saturday, 29 October 2011
I Got It!
I got the car loan. I qualified for more than I asked for. :-)
I'll be taking the full amount in the end though, keeping it for repairs, new tires etc that might be needed shortly after I purchase my used (new to me) car.
I'm going to wait until after we learn the new location of our office, move, get settled in and confirm 100% that I'm still employed. Then, I'm going to go buy myself a vehicle.
Between now and then, my financial advisor gave me some extra tips how to improve my credit score even more in that time frame. I've been doing everything correctly to rebuild my credit, now it will look even better.
My stress levels are still high, though lower than they were on Monday.
It's a reality. I'm going to have a car again. Freedom!!!
It's a small accomplishment, but it's mine.
:)
I'll be taking the full amount in the end though, keeping it for repairs, new tires etc that might be needed shortly after I purchase my used (new to me) car.
I'm going to wait until after we learn the new location of our office, move, get settled in and confirm 100% that I'm still employed. Then, I'm going to go buy myself a vehicle.
Between now and then, my financial advisor gave me some extra tips how to improve my credit score even more in that time frame. I've been doing everything correctly to rebuild my credit, now it will look even better.
My stress levels are still high, though lower than they were on Monday.
It's a reality. I'm going to have a car again. Freedom!!!
It's a small accomplishment, but it's mine.
:)
Thursday, 27 October 2011
The Roomate is a Button Pushing Dork.
...but I love him anyways. Ok, not LOVE, but I dig him. He's fun, and annoying.
Last night he asked very randomly why I was single? I wasn't sure. I hadn't thought about it really. Also asking if I liked being single? "Well, not exactly, but it has it's bonuses". I replied. Pushing the button hard he aggressively advised me the following snarky tone, "It's your own fault, you have no one to blame but yourself! Get out there and meet people, maybe lower your standards while you're at it!"
*blink* *blink*
What?
If he had simply asked me the question in a different tone, I might not have been so defensive or heated with my reply. "I meet people all the time, doesn't mean I want to date any of them. Being at fault for my own single hood is my own responsibility, yes, but there is no fault in BEING SINGLE". We're both home during the week. I have a life Thursday - Sunday, so I'm not exactly worried about my social life. A social life he's not home to witness Friday - Sunday. Loudly and annoyed, telling him assuming anything would be rude of him.
This went back and forth for a few minutes, losing my sense of humour very quickly. Like a light bulb turning on, I realized he's deliberately pushing my buttons to get a rise out of me. Remembering in an email he likes to do these kind of these to get under people's skin.
Great, I'm living with a hot sociopath.
He lighted up when he realized he'd taken it too far and actually annoyed, semi hurting my feelings. I hate, hate it when I feel like I'm being asked to defend reasoning in my life.
Being annoyed with him, quickly shot a few digs at him myself, trying to keep it light, ending the conversation with: "If the fun and games of pissing people off is what makes you happy, don't do it with me. You have to live under the same roof, so unless you want me to be miserable all the time, resulting in making you miserable, bring it. Otherwise, fuck off."
Accepting his apology, he didn't realize I'd be so sensitive. I have no problem with his questions or his replies themselves. It's the tone he conveyed that there was something fundamentally wrong with being single and that I wasn't capable of not being single.
I guess we're still on a learning curve living together. He'll learn quickly. I'm all fun and games, but not when you personally attack me on any level.
The short of it is, he said was trying to tell me I have good qualities for a g/f, and was just surprised that I am indeed single etc.. .
That's nice, you could have just said that.
People who are in relationships tend to forget what it's like to be single. Implying we should just be snatching up any offer out there etc. Like we're desperate or something. People tend to forget we have types, qualities, natural attraction and chemistry we're looking for, etc. not everyone who asks us out meets those standards.
Lower our standards?
Sure some people have unrealistic ideas of who they're going to end up with.
The 37 yr old, 5", balding, 350 lb man, who only wants to date girls under the age of 27, that are 5'9 or taller and models, might just be single for a long time.
The rest of us, I think, are fairly realistic about the leagues they date within. Plus I personally like to casually meet someone and just have those feelings and developments grow on their own. Forced dating is like searching for an instant relationship without taking chemistry or attraction into the factor. It's all pretty and shiny, but are you going to love it in a month? That might work for some, it doesn't for myself. I've never been one for instant anything, let alone love. I don't fall in love fast or often.
Different strokes for different folks.
Last night he asked very randomly why I was single? I wasn't sure. I hadn't thought about it really. Also asking if I liked being single? "Well, not exactly, but it has it's bonuses". I replied. Pushing the button hard he aggressively advised me the following snarky tone, "It's your own fault, you have no one to blame but yourself! Get out there and meet people, maybe lower your standards while you're at it!"
*blink* *blink*
What?
If he had simply asked me the question in a different tone, I might not have been so defensive or heated with my reply. "I meet people all the time, doesn't mean I want to date any of them. Being at fault for my own single hood is my own responsibility, yes, but there is no fault in BEING SINGLE". We're both home during the week. I have a life Thursday - Sunday, so I'm not exactly worried about my social life. A social life he's not home to witness Friday - Sunday. Loudly and annoyed, telling him assuming anything would be rude of him.
This went back and forth for a few minutes, losing my sense of humour very quickly. Like a light bulb turning on, I realized he's deliberately pushing my buttons to get a rise out of me. Remembering in an email he likes to do these kind of these to get under people's skin.
Great, I'm living with a hot sociopath.
He lighted up when he realized he'd taken it too far and actually annoyed, semi hurting my feelings. I hate, hate it when I feel like I'm being asked to defend reasoning in my life.
Being annoyed with him, quickly shot a few digs at him myself, trying to keep it light, ending the conversation with: "If the fun and games of pissing people off is what makes you happy, don't do it with me. You have to live under the same roof, so unless you want me to be miserable all the time, resulting in making you miserable, bring it. Otherwise, fuck off."
Accepting his apology, he didn't realize I'd be so sensitive. I have no problem with his questions or his replies themselves. It's the tone he conveyed that there was something fundamentally wrong with being single and that I wasn't capable of not being single.
I guess we're still on a learning curve living together. He'll learn quickly. I'm all fun and games, but not when you personally attack me on any level.
The short of it is, he said was trying to tell me I have good qualities for a g/f, and was just surprised that I am indeed single etc.. .
That's nice, you could have just said that.
People who are in relationships tend to forget what it's like to be single. Implying we should just be snatching up any offer out there etc. Like we're desperate or something. People tend to forget we have types, qualities, natural attraction and chemistry we're looking for, etc. not everyone who asks us out meets those standards.
Lower our standards?
Sure some people have unrealistic ideas of who they're going to end up with.
The 37 yr old, 5", balding, 350 lb man, who only wants to date girls under the age of 27, that are 5'9 or taller and models, might just be single for a long time.
The rest of us, I think, are fairly realistic about the leagues they date within. Plus I personally like to casually meet someone and just have those feelings and developments grow on their own. Forced dating is like searching for an instant relationship without taking chemistry or attraction into the factor. It's all pretty and shiny, but are you going to love it in a month? That might work for some, it doesn't for myself. I've never been one for instant anything, let alone love. I don't fall in love fast or often.
Different strokes for different folks.
Wednesday, 26 October 2011
Don't You Know How Expensive They Are???
I love my friends and family, I do.
But if I hear from one more person just how expensive it is to own a car, I might scream.
I've own cars before, while making a whole lot less money than I do now. I'm clearly aware of exactly what it costs and things to save for etc. So for the love of Gawd, stop asking me to defend WHY I feel I need a car when all you naysayers haven't taken transit on a frequent basis in decades, if ever.
I haven't even talked to the bank yet (this Saturday) to see how much I can truly afford and if I'll even qualify for a loan. That doesn't change my feelings or need for a car in my life.
Sure Transit is great for miscellaneous errands, and communting to/from work at times. Not for the everyday life in a busy city when time vs money matters. For me to run to the mall to do a 15 min errand, round trip can take up to two hours, (not always, but it can) depending on the buses, and forget Sundays as they run once an hour. Not to mention my social & love life takes a hit, cos I have to leave early from anything I'm doing to ensure I'm on the last train home, then cab it up the hill. Nice that transit stops running before the night life in our city does eh?
I had a friend a few years back that gave me a hard time how transit was sooooooo convenient etc. We switched. The deal was, I would have her car for a week (7 whole days) and she would take transit for every single thing she had to do for that week. She also lived in the hub (Kits) of Vancouver at the time, whereas I live in the burbs in Coquitlam. Any guesses as to how long she lasted? 3 days. She called demanding her car back immediately.
She gets it now. However the rest of the people in my life seem to think I'm stupid or unaware of the current economy. I'm trying not to be defensive about it, but why don't you please explain to me why you have a car, and why you don't take transit? Yet I'm asked to defend my choices of wanting one.
Not every lifestyle in the metropolitan area suites or can manage with transit alone.
Some make it work, while the same people have one vehicle shared in the family. So they're really not taking transit all day for everything they have to do, are they? No.
I actually only have a few friends who have to take transit 100% of the time, and while for some ,it's a choice to go green, others simply can't drive or can't afford to own a car.
Please I beg of you, back the fuck off. I think it is the dumbest thing in the world to question anyone who feels they need a car in their lives.
I didn't ask you to defend why you chose to have babies... Don't you know how expensive they are? Seriously people, think before you open your friggin mouths.
End of rant.
But if I hear from one more person just how expensive it is to own a car, I might scream.
I've own cars before, while making a whole lot less money than I do now. I'm clearly aware of exactly what it costs and things to save for etc. So for the love of Gawd, stop asking me to defend WHY I feel I need a car when all you naysayers haven't taken transit on a frequent basis in decades, if ever.
I haven't even talked to the bank yet (this Saturday) to see how much I can truly afford and if I'll even qualify for a loan. That doesn't change my feelings or need for a car in my life.
Sure Transit is great for miscellaneous errands, and communting to/from work at times. Not for the everyday life in a busy city when time vs money matters. For me to run to the mall to do a 15 min errand, round trip can take up to two hours, (not always, but it can) depending on the buses, and forget Sundays as they run once an hour. Not to mention my social & love life takes a hit, cos I have to leave early from anything I'm doing to ensure I'm on the last train home, then cab it up the hill. Nice that transit stops running before the night life in our city does eh?
I had a friend a few years back that gave me a hard time how transit was sooooooo convenient etc. We switched. The deal was, I would have her car for a week (7 whole days) and she would take transit for every single thing she had to do for that week. She also lived in the hub (Kits) of Vancouver at the time, whereas I live in the burbs in Coquitlam. Any guesses as to how long she lasted? 3 days. She called demanding her car back immediately.
She gets it now. However the rest of the people in my life seem to think I'm stupid or unaware of the current economy. I'm trying not to be defensive about it, but why don't you please explain to me why you have a car, and why you don't take transit? Yet I'm asked to defend my choices of wanting one.
Not every lifestyle in the metropolitan area suites or can manage with transit alone.
Some make it work, while the same people have one vehicle shared in the family. So they're really not taking transit all day for everything they have to do, are they? No.
I actually only have a few friends who have to take transit 100% of the time, and while for some ,it's a choice to go green, others simply can't drive or can't afford to own a car.
Please I beg of you, back the fuck off. I think it is the dumbest thing in the world to question anyone who feels they need a car in their lives.
I didn't ask you to defend why you chose to have babies... Don't you know how expensive they are? Seriously people, think before you open your friggin mouths.
End of rant.
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
Shady Property Owner...again.
Actually it's the property owner, again.
My dishwasher isn't draining properly for the last two weeks.
I finally called cos we can not find anything from our end clogging the drain.
Of course the property owner sends me a form to sign saying I agree to paying the fees for the repairs. I laughed at him again. Asked him when he was going to stop pulling illegal shit. He must really think women are stupid. His reply was "show me anywhere it says it's illegal for me to charge you for the repairs". Laughing, advising him he'd have it in his email inbox first thing in the morning.
Sent him the following.
http://www.rto.gov.bc.ca/documents/GL01.pdf
Incase the link does work, the residential tenancy policy guideline says:
Major Appliances:
1. & 2. don't apply today.
3. The landlord is responsible for repairs to appliances provided under the tenancy agreement UNLESS the damage was caused by the DELIBERATE ACTIONS or NEGLECT of the tenant.
So lets see. I've been there 9 years entering my 10th years. This is the first time I've ever had an issue with the dishwasher. (previous times have included the fridge). He always has to make it difficult.
I've attached a copy of the form to his contract work form with no signature on it. Also informed him in the email, that failure to repair appliances that belong to them and are their responsibility, will result with a filing of disputing resolution and request for decrease in rent as the dishwasher is an extra included in my rent. No dishwasher, my rent requires to be lowered as it's no longer available due to lack of repair from the property owners. I have to jump straight to these tactics as he will not take my calls or reply to emails or meet with me. It leaves me no choice but go to the law that enforces he follow these rules.
He's difficult cos he doesn't have a legal foot to stand on to evict me from the 900 sq ft corner suite with a view and hike up the rent. In short, this is his only way to force me out. 9 years, you'd think he'd learn by now, I'm not going to tire of fighting him on issues he's legally responsible for. I can only image how much more difficult life would be if he actually lived on site. HA, thank gawd he doesn't.
I can do without the dishwasher, but it's the principle of it.
Fix your fucking appliances when they break.
I'll let you know the outcome.
My dishwasher isn't draining properly for the last two weeks.
I finally called cos we can not find anything from our end clogging the drain.
Of course the property owner sends me a form to sign saying I agree to paying the fees for the repairs. I laughed at him again. Asked him when he was going to stop pulling illegal shit. He must really think women are stupid. His reply was "show me anywhere it says it's illegal for me to charge you for the repairs". Laughing, advising him he'd have it in his email inbox first thing in the morning.
Sent him the following.
http://www.rto.gov.bc.ca/documents/GL01.pdf
Incase the link does work, the residential tenancy policy guideline says:
Major Appliances:
1. & 2. don't apply today.
3. The landlord is responsible for repairs to appliances provided under the tenancy agreement UNLESS the damage was caused by the DELIBERATE ACTIONS or NEGLECT of the tenant.
So lets see. I've been there 9 years entering my 10th years. This is the first time I've ever had an issue with the dishwasher. (previous times have included the fridge). He always has to make it difficult.
I've attached a copy of the form to his contract work form with no signature on it. Also informed him in the email, that failure to repair appliances that belong to them and are their responsibility, will result with a filing of disputing resolution and request for decrease in rent as the dishwasher is an extra included in my rent. No dishwasher, my rent requires to be lowered as it's no longer available due to lack of repair from the property owners. I have to jump straight to these tactics as he will not take my calls or reply to emails or meet with me. It leaves me no choice but go to the law that enforces he follow these rules.
He's difficult cos he doesn't have a legal foot to stand on to evict me from the 900 sq ft corner suite with a view and hike up the rent. In short, this is his only way to force me out. 9 years, you'd think he'd learn by now, I'm not going to tire of fighting him on issues he's legally responsible for. I can only image how much more difficult life would be if he actually lived on site. HA, thank gawd he doesn't.
I can do without the dishwasher, but it's the principle of it.
Fix your fucking appliances when they break.
I'll let you know the outcome.
Monday, 24 October 2011
Rollerskating!
That's right! Rollerskating! Quads. Not in-line.
A friend had her 40th B-Day party at a roller rink on Saturday. We were skaters long before skater girls were ever a thing. When this invite came around, I can tell you we were all looking for our skates, greasing up the barrings and getting new insoles!
It was a little unhealthy, just how excitedI we all were!!!
It took a good 20 mins to get my legs back and stop looking like Bambi learning how to walk. Once I did though, got back into the swing of things like it hasn't been 20 years since I last wore my skates. It was like I never stopped. I was surprised, really, considering I'm sedentary for the most part. If someone had punched me in the face that night, I still wouldn't have been able to wipe the smile off my face!
The roller derby girls, were super nice to everyone on the rink who couldn't skate, even after a handful of us blasted past them without effort. This resulted a little line up (common for the beginning of a speed skate) everyone is skating in a line, in a unison pace, we let them keep up until a good song came on (ballroom blitz) and off we went. They were shocked needless to say. A bunch of 40 year old broads just left them in the dust. They were great though. We quickly chatted a bunch of them up, if they were already coming over to us. No competitive attitude, just super nice. For 2.5 hours a few of us only came off the floor to get a drink, use the restroom, or blow our noses.
Fell asleep that night and woke the next morning with a cheesy grin on my face. Felt amazing Sunday. A little stiff of course, but surprised how well my body adapted, considering some easy hatha yoga is kicking my ass.... until I woke up this morning.
Ouch, holy mother friggin mercy of gawd! ouch. It hurts to breathe! Shut up stop laughing. Will I do it again? You bet your ass I will! A few of us are already searching where to buy skates and upgrade our existing wheels. I'm heading straight for the skateboarding store. That's where I always got my gear, and changed up my wheels.
Off to buy some new outdoor wheels this weekend.
How was your weekend?
A friend had her 40th B-Day party at a roller rink on Saturday. We were skaters long before skater girls were ever a thing. When this invite came around, I can tell you we were all looking for our skates, greasing up the barrings and getting new insoles!
It was a little unhealthy, just how excited
It took a good 20 mins to get my legs back and stop looking like Bambi learning how to walk. Once I did though, got back into the swing of things like it hasn't been 20 years since I last wore my skates. It was like I never stopped. I was surprised, really, considering I'm sedentary for the most part. If someone had punched me in the face that night, I still wouldn't have been able to wipe the smile off my face!
The roller derby girls, were super nice to everyone on the rink who couldn't skate, even after a handful of us blasted past them without effort. This resulted a little line up (common for the beginning of a speed skate) everyone is skating in a line, in a unison pace, we let them keep up until a good song came on (ballroom blitz) and off we went. They were shocked needless to say. A bunch of 40 year old broads just left them in the dust. They were great though. We quickly chatted a bunch of them up, if they were already coming over to us. No competitive attitude, just super nice. For 2.5 hours a few of us only came off the floor to get a drink, use the restroom, or blow our noses.
Fell asleep that night and woke the next morning with a cheesy grin on my face. Felt amazing Sunday. A little stiff of course, but surprised how well my body adapted, considering some easy hatha yoga is kicking my ass.... until I woke up this morning.
Ouch, holy mother friggin mercy of gawd! ouch. It hurts to breathe! Shut up stop laughing. Will I do it again? You bet your ass I will! A few of us are already searching where to buy skates and upgrade our existing wheels. I'm heading straight for the skateboarding store. That's where I always got my gear, and changed up my wheels.
Off to buy some new outdoor wheels this weekend.
How was your weekend?
Friday, 21 October 2011
Just Saying...
I would give almost anything to have a weekend or even a day with my folks right now.
I need that unconditional love, comfort and hugs that only a parent can give, that makes everything better.
Nothing is wrong, just need and want that comfort right now. I want to curled up against them, drink tea, watch tv, read, and just be content.
XO.
I need that unconditional love, comfort and hugs that only a parent can give, that makes everything better.
Nothing is wrong, just need and want that comfort right now. I want to curled up against them, drink tea, watch tv, read, and just be content.
XO.
Thursday, 20 October 2011
Flattered, but.....
In the past couple months I've received a few emails with invites to write about online clothing stores etc. With offers of receiving free items to try and review and/or a discount on their clothing lines.
Flattered, although not enough to be impressed. After viewing these online stores, it was clear the people sending me the emails have never ever read my blog, where I clearly state quite often, that I'm a plus size woman.
Know your audience. Know something about the person you're soliciting. Read the blog you're selling your proposal too. One of the many things I've learned from the talented Peter Shankman is, don't waste potential clients time, or your own.
It's not in your wisest move. It makes you look like you do not care about the prospects you're trying to reach, just the numbers, if you did not do enough or any research about the person.
Granted, some might say, I'm just a small time blogger with less than a few hundred readers that should be grateful to get more exposure. Sure, some might say that. Some (me) might also say, I may be a small time blogger, I don't write to get exposure, its a venting process. If I were to write about your product, one I can not wear, what does that say about me? I would surely lose readers and any reputation I have for being able to stand behind my word.
I wrote a nice and short response explaining it would not be a suitable fit for me to write a review on their lines as I'm a plus size woman and they carter to a very specific age/size demographic... best wishes with thanks for the invite and all that stuff etc..
Flattered, although not enough to be impressed. After viewing these online stores, it was clear the people sending me the emails have never ever read my blog, where I clearly state quite often, that I'm a plus size woman.
Know your audience. Know something about the person you're soliciting. Read the blog you're selling your proposal too. One of the many things I've learned from the talented Peter Shankman is, don't waste potential clients time, or your own.
It's not in your wisest move. It makes you look like you do not care about the prospects you're trying to reach, just the numbers, if you did not do enough or any research about the person.
Granted, some might say, I'm just a small time blogger with less than a few hundred readers that should be grateful to get more exposure. Sure, some might say that. Some (me) might also say, I may be a small time blogger, I don't write to get exposure, its a venting process. If I were to write about your product, one I can not wear, what does that say about me? I would surely lose readers and any reputation I have for being able to stand behind my word.
I wrote a nice and short response explaining it would not be a suitable fit for me to write a review on their lines as I'm a plus size woman and they carter to a very specific age/size demographic... best wishes with thanks for the invite and all that stuff etc..
Addition Elle 14+, Best Bra Shopping Experience!
I just had the least painful bra fitting/shopping experience in my life! Ever!
The staff at Addition Elle 14+ @ 7302 Marine Way Market Crossing in Burnaby, BC, Canada were amazing. I walked in, explained I was on my lunch hour and that my wire broke while at work.
Salesperson # 474737 wasted no time in small talk, she fitted me, pulled 4 styles in two sizes each style to start. She even came into the fitting room with me, to ensure I was fitting correctly, as I'd been wearing the wrong size (even though the people at The Bay did my last fitting)....
With the exception of one style, I was in and out in 20 minutes with 4 beautiful new bras suggested to me, in my possession.
This was my first experience where I didn't want to throw myself on the ground crying or kill the staff person helping me.
I wanted to hug Addition Elle staff # 474737!!!
I'm loyal member now. I'll be going back and stocking up on the gorgeous bras and panties! They do NOT look like armour. I had committed to the idea that being anything over a 40DD was going to look like amour that could shield small children from the sun with my bra.
To be a 38G/40DDD and still feel feminine + a positive experience = priceless.
Well done Addition Elle. Thank You.
Sincerely,
Just Saying...
Customer # 61437420
The staff at Addition Elle 14+ @ 7302 Marine Way Market Crossing in Burnaby, BC, Canada were amazing. I walked in, explained I was on my lunch hour and that my wire broke while at work.
Salesperson # 474737 wasted no time in small talk, she fitted me, pulled 4 styles in two sizes each style to start. She even came into the fitting room with me, to ensure I was fitting correctly, as I'd been wearing the wrong size (even though the people at The Bay did my last fitting)....
With the exception of one style, I was in and out in 20 minutes with 4 beautiful new bras suggested to me, in my possession.
This was my first experience where I didn't want to throw myself on the ground crying or kill the staff person helping me.
I wanted to hug Addition Elle staff # 474737!!!
I'm loyal member now. I'll be going back and stocking up on the gorgeous bras and panties! They do NOT look like armour. I had committed to the idea that being anything over a 40DD was going to look like amour that could shield small children from the sun with my bra.
To be a 38G/40DDD and still feel feminine + a positive experience = priceless.
Well done Addition Elle. Thank You.
Sincerely,
Just Saying...
Customer # 61437420
Boobies
The wire in my bra just made the snapping sound of a wet towel kissing a guys ass.
The wire in my bra just snapped. And I'm at work. I now have one floppy boob. Yes they're DD's so they do not sit all pretty and perky on their own people.
Stop laughing. lol It's not funny!
The only thing I hate more than bra shopping... is doing it in a rush on my lunch hour.
:(
That is all...carry on with your day now.
The wire in my bra just snapped. And I'm at work. I now have one floppy boob. Yes they're DD's so they do not sit all pretty and perky on their own people.
Stop laughing. lol It's not funny!
The only thing I hate more than bra shopping... is doing it in a rush on my lunch hour.
:(
That is all...carry on with your day now.
Cont....Social Ques - I got a little carried away.
This was my reply to Single & Picky's comment on the last entry.
Got a little carried away with my reply, so I thought I'd repost it as an entry, and welcome your input.
.....I have a few friends that are GF. It's hard. They hate it. While there are slowly becoming more GF choices it's not an easy life. Get really sick or just feel a little blah in comparison by avoiding the GF all together???
You (and other friends) are grown adults with the ability to educate themselves, ask questions, obtain professional nutritional information that will help you live a better life... FOR YOU.
For the naysayers.. screw you. Really. Educate yourself. Ask questions. Doesn't mean you have to agree in the end, but at least you'll have an informed opinion to back up your disagreeance of the issue.
Next....
Social protocol is gone.
The next generation are going to be a society of 140 characters to talk/type. There will be short hand, no more full written sentences.
Manners.... well they're already gone. No one removes their hats indoors anymore, end conversations by simply not replying, not giving up your seat to anyone who might need it, disrespecting their elders or authority, cos our legal system is flawed, and slow to prosecute those breaking the law in a timely manner.
I'm sad for the future children of this world. Personally, I think we grew entirely too fast as a species, and will destroy ourselves as a result of moving forward to fast and not taking more time to preserve the present and past in the process.
I'm sad for the days when human contact and touch is a thing of the past.
Got a little carried away with my reply, so I thought I'd repost it as an entry, and welcome your input.
.....I have a few friends that are GF. It's hard. They hate it. While there are slowly becoming more GF choices it's not an easy life. Get really sick or just feel a little blah in comparison by avoiding the GF all together???
You (and other friends) are grown adults with the ability to educate themselves, ask questions, obtain professional nutritional information that will help you live a better life... FOR YOU.
For the naysayers.. screw you. Really. Educate yourself. Ask questions. Doesn't mean you have to agree in the end, but at least you'll have an informed opinion to back up your disagreeance of the issue.
Next....
Social protocol is gone.
The next generation are going to be a society of 140 characters to talk/type. There will be short hand, no more full written sentences.
Manners.... well they're already gone. No one removes their hats indoors anymore, end conversations by simply not replying, not giving up your seat to anyone who might need it, disrespecting their elders or authority, cos our legal system is flawed, and slow to prosecute those breaking the law in a timely manner.
I'm sad for the future children of this world. Personally, I think we grew entirely too fast as a species, and will destroy ourselves as a result of moving forward to fast and not taking more time to preserve the present and past in the process.
I'm sad for the days when human contact and touch is a thing of the past.
Monday, 17 October 2011
Know your social ques.
Just a word to the wise...
If you're on a new founded, self empowerment, spiritual journey, or whatever you want to call it. You can not belittle those around you when they disagree with your beliefs and/or thought patterns. Then expect them to be supportive of you and your choices when you're belittling and blatantly disrespect theirs. It's a two way street friend.
I've had it with my friend on the Island who has "found herself" in the last couple years. I've been bombarded with a shit load of Bcc: emails on how to treat certain ailments with herbs and how A, B and C routes cause cancer.
She aimed specific ailments at those in the email. I won't divulge the ailments of other people, though I will mine, cos it's no secret, and I believe in being an open book with my friends about body and mental health. The more you know... etc. I have hypothyroidism and a wussy stomach that has recently gotten worse.
Let me say, I love my doctor. He knows where I stand about being on medication and taking pills in general. He respects it. I take a prescribed med for my thyroid and my stomach. Nothing else. I try not to take Advil etc unless realllllllllllly required. I do not take allergy pills unless I'm going to the island or somewhere were the animals run the house etc. I have a 3 pill rule. Any more than that, there is something more going on.
I educate myself. I ask questions. I also trust in my doctors as they are not pill pushers and get to the cause of your issues. If they can control, repair or cure your illness without meds, he'll try. The fact I do take two prescribed medications, causes this friend to flip her lid. She sends unsolicited emails about the harm I'm doing my body etc some manifest written by someone with no medical experience or education...just an opinion. A strong one at that.
I've had it.
I love my friend but hate where she is in her head. Recap: this is the same girl who told a house full of people at a christmas dining room table, how'd we all be healthier if we were vegetarians....while at a TURKEY dinner!
The fact I even feel the need to defend my choices for my own health, simply pisses me off. In addition to my response to her, I mentioned as gently as I could, she was still welcome to come for a visit in November, but not if she was going to be spewing her opinion on the way I live my life, or my roommates, cos it doesn't correspond or agree with hers. If she couldn't refrain, then she was welcome to stay home.
As much as I want to support her, I strongly suggested she keep her opinions to herself. She can believe in whatever she wants, she just doesn't have to share it with everyone, of every minute of every waking moment. I like to let others live their lives however they want if they're not hurting anyone. When I'm at the receiving end of an attack via mass group emails, regarding that I'm "killing" myself with my medical choices etc, then I have a problem. Ignoring her won't help the cause.
I'm ranting here, but know, that my reply to her was gentle, using her "way of talk" to make the point of BACK OFF SISTER!
It's the holier than thou, you're all beneath me attitude and sometimes the words are said, that makes me question if I have what it takes to be supportive and friends with someone who belittles me for my life choices while expecting support from others.
I'd thought she'd found that happy medium of knowing social ques of when its appropriate to spew her thoughts and when it's not. Now she's living on her own again. (whole other story there) and now there is no balance. It's go go go go spew spew spew. Even the way she talks is different. The voice is raised, patronizing, and a little yoga instructor tone. (soft, drawn out, instructing words) It's not her.
When I'm on the Island, I won't be staying with her as she opted not to have any furniture. She sleeps on a yoga mat in her sleeping bag, soon to be a daybed in the living room, and uses the living room and bedroom as a healing space. Upon asking her about having guests over etc, her reply was, they'd have to bring their own chairs if they plan on hanging out etc. And she wonders why I have no intentions of staying with her or why she can't find a date? You're almost 40. You can believe/practive what you want and still have grown up furniture.
In order for her to really blossom in her journey, I suggested she travel the world. The lower mainland and the Island are really not going to embrace her at this level of the game. (see I can have tact).
I know this must seem as I'm bashing her. I am a little. Frustrated, however I am not discouraging her journey. I simply do not want unsolicited input, and mass emails advising me I'm killing myself for not believing in the same lifestyle.
The short of it is.... know your audience. Pick your battles. Know your social ques.
If you're on a new founded, self empowerment, spiritual journey, or whatever you want to call it. You can not belittle those around you when they disagree with your beliefs and/or thought patterns. Then expect them to be supportive of you and your choices when you're belittling and blatantly disrespect theirs. It's a two way street friend.
I've had it with my friend on the Island who has "found herself" in the last couple years. I've been bombarded with a shit load of Bcc: emails on how to treat certain ailments with herbs and how A, B and C routes cause cancer.
She aimed specific ailments at those in the email. I won't divulge the ailments of other people, though I will mine, cos it's no secret, and I believe in being an open book with my friends about body and mental health. The more you know... etc. I have hypothyroidism and a wussy stomach that has recently gotten worse.
Let me say, I love my doctor. He knows where I stand about being on medication and taking pills in general. He respects it. I take a prescribed med for my thyroid and my stomach. Nothing else. I try not to take Advil etc unless realllllllllllly required. I do not take allergy pills unless I'm going to the island or somewhere were the animals run the house etc. I have a 3 pill rule. Any more than that, there is something more going on.
I educate myself. I ask questions. I also trust in my doctors as they are not pill pushers and get to the cause of your issues. If they can control, repair or cure your illness without meds, he'll try. The fact I do take two prescribed medications, causes this friend to flip her lid. She sends unsolicited emails about the harm I'm doing my body etc some manifest written by someone with no medical experience or education...just an opinion. A strong one at that.
I've had it.
I love my friend but hate where she is in her head. Recap: this is the same girl who told a house full of people at a christmas dining room table, how'd we all be healthier if we were vegetarians....while at a TURKEY dinner!
The fact I even feel the need to defend my choices for my own health, simply pisses me off. In addition to my response to her, I mentioned as gently as I could, she was still welcome to come for a visit in November, but not if she was going to be spewing her opinion on the way I live my life, or my roommates, cos it doesn't correspond or agree with hers. If she couldn't refrain, then she was welcome to stay home.
As much as I want to support her, I strongly suggested she keep her opinions to herself. She can believe in whatever she wants, she just doesn't have to share it with everyone, of every minute of every waking moment. I like to let others live their lives however they want if they're not hurting anyone. When I'm at the receiving end of an attack via mass group emails, regarding that I'm "killing" myself with my medical choices etc, then I have a problem. Ignoring her won't help the cause.
I'm ranting here, but know, that my reply to her was gentle, using her "way of talk" to make the point of BACK OFF SISTER!
It's the holier than thou, you're all beneath me attitude and sometimes the words are said, that makes me question if I have what it takes to be supportive and friends with someone who belittles me for my life choices while expecting support from others.
I'd thought she'd found that happy medium of knowing social ques of when its appropriate to spew her thoughts and when it's not. Now she's living on her own again. (whole other story there) and now there is no balance. It's go go go go spew spew spew. Even the way she talks is different. The voice is raised, patronizing, and a little yoga instructor tone. (soft, drawn out, instructing words) It's not her.
When I'm on the Island, I won't be staying with her as she opted not to have any furniture. She sleeps on a yoga mat in her sleeping bag, soon to be a daybed in the living room, and uses the living room and bedroom as a healing space. Upon asking her about having guests over etc, her reply was, they'd have to bring their own chairs if they plan on hanging out etc. And she wonders why I have no intentions of staying with her or why she can't find a date? You're almost 40. You can believe/practive what you want and still have grown up furniture.
In order for her to really blossom in her journey, I suggested she travel the world. The lower mainland and the Island are really not going to embrace her at this level of the game. (see I can have tact).
I know this must seem as I'm bashing her. I am a little. Frustrated, however I am not discouraging her journey. I simply do not want unsolicited input, and mass emails advising me I'm killing myself for not believing in the same lifestyle.
The short of it is.... know your audience. Pick your battles. Know your social ques.
Friday, 14 October 2011
Family Trip or Buy a Car?
With the uncertainty of my future employment, my trip back east to see my family has been put on hold. There are too many variables to cover at the moment. The short of it is, retaining employment will trump visiting my family back east in the spring. Again.
Sadly, I'll have to take the savings for my much needed trip and buy a car. I wanted to buy a car out of want not need. Is there really a difference though?
Ya cars are expensive, though being on my own schedule and not transits, it worth the difference in cost alone. Currently it costs me $1320 a year in transit passes. And my bus only runs once an hour after 8pm m-s and once an hour all day on Sundays. Oh and it stops running altogether after 11pm all week.
My insurance a year for a few different models/years will be less than what I pay for transit. I have a great rate. Thank gawd! Add gas, car payments and I'm still seeing it as being easier in many aspects of my life. It may not be the car I want, however it will be a car nonetheless.
I haven't started to panic yet. There are a few more announcements to come. Once we know more, then I'll freak out accordingly.
Sadly, I'll have to take the savings for my much needed trip and buy a car. I wanted to buy a car out of want not need. Is there really a difference though?
Ya cars are expensive, though being on my own schedule and not transits, it worth the difference in cost alone. Currently it costs me $1320 a year in transit passes. And my bus only runs once an hour after 8pm m-s and once an hour all day on Sundays. Oh and it stops running altogether after 11pm all week.
My insurance a year for a few different models/years will be less than what I pay for transit. I have a great rate. Thank gawd! Add gas, car payments and I'm still seeing it as being easier in many aspects of my life. It may not be the car I want, however it will be a car nonetheless.
I haven't started to panic yet. There are a few more announcements to come. Once we know more, then I'll freak out accordingly.
Wednesday, 12 October 2011
I've Been Sold.
Sort of.
The Bargle Company I work for has announced today that they've sold the company and it's TM rights's to another NY firm. Not just our company, the parent company and every bargle company that falls under it's umbrella.
What does this mean? Many many people are going to be out of work.
Until I have an end date, it's business as normal.
It's kind of a shame. I like the area and the building I work in. Looking for a new job, negotiating wages and shopping for proper cooperate clothes is not fun. Though part of being an adult I guess.
I loathe the idea of having to work in Surrey. I will commute a distance, just to avoid crossing that particular bridge. I worked 5 years in crackville and the stress of being mugged for drug money as I walked thru the shadiest area of crackville was always there. Even if most of the smacky and crackies were for the most part were harmless. It's not a desirable place to work. Not true of all the Surrey District. Just Crackville.
So there you have it. I have a pending unemployment date.
The Bargle Company I work for has announced today that they've sold the company and it's TM rights's to another NY firm. Not just our company, the parent company and every bargle company that falls under it's umbrella.
What does this mean? Many many people are going to be out of work.
Until I have an end date, it's business as normal.
It's kind of a shame. I like the area and the building I work in. Looking for a new job, negotiating wages and shopping for proper cooperate clothes is not fun. Though part of being an adult I guess.
I loathe the idea of having to work in Surrey. I will commute a distance, just to avoid crossing that particular bridge. I worked 5 years in crackville and the stress of being mugged for drug money as I walked thru the shadiest area of crackville was always there. Even if most of the smacky and crackies were for the most part were harmless. It's not a desirable place to work. Not true of all the Surrey District. Just Crackville.
So there you have it. I have a pending unemployment date.
Tuesday, 11 October 2011
Accutane. Thanksgiving. Xmas
Friday was, what I'd hope would be my last appointment with the dermatologist. Not so. I'm probably looking at a year on this as long as I can tolerate it.
7.5 months in and we've changed the dose from 40mg a day to a 40/80 every other day. As long as my body will tolerate it and the bad cholesterol stays down, (which btw is down to 3.2 now, started at 2.3 and spiked to 5.2) we might finish on this dosage.
It's been a bad month for bone pain, aches and pains. Not unusual later in the treatment. I've still yet to find any blogs that continue after 4 months at a regular dose.
At first I thought taking the accutane in the summer might be bad with dryness etc. Now that it's cooling off and the air is changing, and not to mention turning the heat on in my apt, just to take the chill off....well winter might be worse for the side effects. My eyes and inner nose are dying from dryness. No amount of Vaseline or drops seems to be help. I'll adjust.
Good news.... my liver is holding up with the limited alcohol I've been ingesting. woot!
Ok, moving on...
Thanksgiving...
#1 Pet Peeve: People who are notoriously late.
I waited 30 mins in a very unsavory area of crackville, waiting for my ride. I texted her to say I was waiting 15 more minutes then heading home. My ride arrives almost immediately, and I'm promptly asked why I didn't call??.....
I'm sorry?? If I said I'd be at Point A @ 3pm, you should be here at 3pm. I shouldn't have to call unless I've missed a bus or something happens. If I can get here on time via transit, you should also be able to arrive on time via a car. (unless there is an accident etc).
Those kind of things annoy the friggin piss out of me! Anyone who knows me, knows I'm always on time. ALWAYS! Unless it's out of my control. I'm flexible with friends who have small children, cos I know how that can go down. Though no kids, don't be late. If you can get to work and meetings on time, you can arrive to our plans on time too.
Moving on to the good stuff.
Dinner was amazing! Company was good. Laughter and memories. Turkey Coma = bliss. I'm still recovering from the turkey induced coma over the weekend. I might not have to eat until next week.
Xmas.
Talking to one of my sisters over the weekend, she happened to ask again if I'd be in town for Christmas. I had mentioned it a few times earlier in the year that I would be. I received a formal invite (not a, "you know you're always welcome", bullshit comment).
It's official. I'm spending Christmas with my one sister, niece and grandniece. :)
I have Xmas shopping to do! The first time in 6 years that I've had to go out and buy actual gifts. Kind of excited. I'll start and finish next week. :)
This is a big deal. I haven't spent Christmas with any blood family in 10 years. The Xmas after my Mum passed away was the last time all of the siblings were in the same room on a holiday.
I'm emotional, scared and excited all at the same time. Kind of feels like all the effort I've put out to make sure we all stay in touch, is slowly starting to pay off. Now, I will never hold my breath to see all the siblings in the same room again. That doesn't mean I can't enjoy the little successes of lunch dates and not end up with tables turned or siblings in the river etc... I'll take it.
7.5 months in and we've changed the dose from 40mg a day to a 40/80 every other day. As long as my body will tolerate it and the bad cholesterol stays down, (which btw is down to 3.2 now, started at 2.3 and spiked to 5.2) we might finish on this dosage.
It's been a bad month for bone pain, aches and pains. Not unusual later in the treatment. I've still yet to find any blogs that continue after 4 months at a regular dose.
At first I thought taking the accutane in the summer might be bad with dryness etc. Now that it's cooling off and the air is changing, and not to mention turning the heat on in my apt, just to take the chill off....well winter might be worse for the side effects. My eyes and inner nose are dying from dryness. No amount of Vaseline or drops seems to be help. I'll adjust.
Good news.... my liver is holding up with the limited alcohol I've been ingesting. woot!
Ok, moving on...
Thanksgiving...
#1 Pet Peeve: People who are notoriously late.
I waited 30 mins in a very unsavory area of crackville, waiting for my ride. I texted her to say I was waiting 15 more minutes then heading home. My ride arrives almost immediately, and I'm promptly asked why I didn't call??.....
I'm sorry?? If I said I'd be at Point A @ 3pm, you should be here at 3pm. I shouldn't have to call unless I've missed a bus or something happens. If I can get here on time via transit, you should also be able to arrive on time via a car. (unless there is an accident etc).
Those kind of things annoy the friggin piss out of me! Anyone who knows me, knows I'm always on time. ALWAYS! Unless it's out of my control. I'm flexible with friends who have small children, cos I know how that can go down. Though no kids, don't be late. If you can get to work and meetings on time, you can arrive to our plans on time too.
Moving on to the good stuff.
Dinner was amazing! Company was good. Laughter and memories. Turkey Coma = bliss. I'm still recovering from the turkey induced coma over the weekend. I might not have to eat until next week.
Xmas.
Talking to one of my sisters over the weekend, she happened to ask again if I'd be in town for Christmas. I had mentioned it a few times earlier in the year that I would be. I received a formal invite (not a, "you know you're always welcome", bullshit comment).
It's official. I'm spending Christmas with my one sister, niece and grandniece. :)
I have Xmas shopping to do! The first time in 6 years that I've had to go out and buy actual gifts. Kind of excited. I'll start and finish next week. :)
This is a big deal. I haven't spent Christmas with any blood family in 10 years. The Xmas after my Mum passed away was the last time all of the siblings were in the same room on a holiday.
I'm emotional, scared and excited all at the same time. Kind of feels like all the effort I've put out to make sure we all stay in touch, is slowly starting to pay off. Now, I will never hold my breath to see all the siblings in the same room again. That doesn't mean I can't enjoy the little successes of lunch dates and not end up with tables turned or siblings in the river etc... I'll take it.
Friday, 7 October 2011
Gobble Gobble!
There is a hair in my bra tickling me and I can not remove it as there are people in my area! grrrrr.. driving me insane! Giving me the heebie jeebies.
It's the Canadian Thanksgiving this weekend. Woot, extra day to sleep in!
Happy Gobble Gobble Stalkers!
Happy Columbus Day to my stalkers south of the boarder.
Don't forget to wear elastic pants this weekend! ;-p
It's the Canadian Thanksgiving this weekend. Woot, extra day to sleep in!
Happy Gobble Gobble Stalkers!
Happy Columbus Day to my stalkers south of the boarder.
Don't forget to wear elastic pants this weekend! ;-p
Wednesday, 5 October 2011
Mommy, they're just like me....
And This Is My Blog wrote this excellent piece about her son (possibly) knowing he's gay at 6 yrs old.
I have a nephew and many friends that are gay. I love them.regardless. (thanks jen)
She makes an excellent point , objecting that being gay is only about sexual acts. Our emotions and feelings, our attractions and compulsions, all contribute, not just our body parts.
But I do love when those that disapprove voice they're opinion, which they're entitled too when they say being gay is a choice. I always ask them (random strangers conversation or not) if I heard it, I inject my question into their conversation, "When did you choose to be straight?"
Or any of the picture quotes on FB. Against gay marriage? Blame straight people who have the gay babies.
Unfortunately, my one sister in-law isn't a supportive mother. At least she doesn't appear to be. They hide the fact their middle child (one of my many nephews) is gay from her side of the family. Shame. I do not care what era her parents and family are from. This is a human being, whom you loved unconditionally until you found out. And then wonders why he goes to Europe for the holidays with his friends (straight and gay) rather than coming home.
That's why I agree whole heartily with Amelia and her objection towards others who say being gay is all about sexual acts.
Marriage is marriage, not gay marriage. I parked my car, I didn't gay park it.
You do not have to agree with the topics on being gay.
I only ask you educate yourself more. Stop hate from breeding. Even if you don't agree with it. One day you could be the parent of a child who decides their gay.
I have a nephew and many friends that are gay. I love them.
She makes an excellent point , objecting that being gay is only about sexual acts. Our emotions and feelings, our attractions and compulsions, all contribute, not just our body parts.
But I do love when those that disapprove voice they're opinion, which they're entitled too when they say being gay is a choice. I always ask them (random strangers conversation or not) if I heard it, I inject my question into their conversation, "When did you choose to be straight?"
Or any of the picture quotes on FB. Against gay marriage? Blame straight people who have the gay babies.
Unfortunately, my one sister in-law isn't a supportive mother. At least she doesn't appear to be. They hide the fact their middle child (one of my many nephews) is gay from her side of the family. Shame. I do not care what era her parents and family are from. This is a human being, whom you loved unconditionally until you found out. And then wonders why he goes to Europe for the holidays with his friends (straight and gay) rather than coming home.
That's why I agree whole heartily with Amelia and her objection towards others who say being gay is all about sexual acts.
Marriage is marriage, not gay marriage. I parked my car, I didn't gay park it.
You do not have to agree with the topics on being gay.
I only ask you educate yourself more. Stop hate from breeding. Even if you don't agree with it. One day you could be the parent of a child who decides their gay.
Tuesday, 4 October 2011
I'm THAT Girl... :-(
It's official, I'm that girl. I'm the other woman.
Sim over @ The Dating Rital wrote this post today and it got me thinking.
I'm not a good person.
In her post I commented that she shouldn't trust her man, due to texts she found. I wrote what I did, cos I've been that other woman.
Sometimes knowingly, most of the time unknowingly.
In the past two years that I've been single, I've engaged in things I'd be pissed at, if it happened to me.
6 men in two years, who all had girlfriends and one wife.
Now before you light your pitch forks, it's never my intention to steal the man, though, still horribly wrong.
I even tried justifying it. "If he doesn't respect her, why should I? Not my problem."
And for the girls I didn't know existed, I didn't feel bad, until afterwards, and honestly, had I known upfront, I probably still would have done it.
Shame.
2 of the events, I went into knowing the g/f's existed.
1 was physical. The rest were not. Only via sexting, web cam, msn/facebook chat and phone calls. I know, that doesn't make it any better. It's still cheating.
Now, I could never date any of these men. As I would never be able to trust them knowing they did what they've done with me. I would never cheat on my b/f. Ever. So how can I do this?
It wasn't until Simm wrote her post and I got to thinking that I even saw the pattern.
I've got some serious morals, principles, self respect and dignity to revamp. There is a picture saying going around on FB "How people treat you is their karma. How you react is yours". It's haunting me a little.
I chose to entertain these events. Me. No gun to my head. All on my own. I chose to be the other woman. Not to maliciously hurt anyone. Not to steal your b/f. It was done out of excitement, boredom and loneliness.
I'll be making a very tangible change. I won't entertain the proposals that come my way if I know about the g/f. And the ones I don't, well that's always going to be tough. But once I find out, it will be over.
I put out good karma often, but not where intimacy matters. I'm hating myself over that. I've never felt good about it, and tried again, many times to justify it to myself.
Just to be clear. I've never done this to any girl I've known. Ok, only one, but I do not respect her, nor him. Come to think about it, I don't respect any of the men that I've had an affair with on any level. It also appears I didn't respect myself either.
Don't judge me too harshly, I'm changing the ways. I have to live with it, and I don't want that hanging over me or come back to me 10 fold.
Sim over @ The Dating Rital wrote this post today and it got me thinking.
I'm not a good person.
In her post I commented that she shouldn't trust her man, due to texts she found. I wrote what I did, cos I've been that other woman.
Sometimes knowingly, most of the time unknowingly.
In the past two years that I've been single, I've engaged in things I'd be pissed at, if it happened to me.
6 men in two years, who all had girlfriends and one wife.
Now before you light your pitch forks, it's never my intention to steal the man, though, still horribly wrong.
I even tried justifying it. "If he doesn't respect her, why should I? Not my problem."
And for the girls I didn't know existed, I didn't feel bad, until afterwards, and honestly, had I known upfront, I probably still would have done it.
Shame.
2 of the events, I went into knowing the g/f's existed.
1 was physical. The rest were not. Only via sexting, web cam, msn/facebook chat and phone calls. I know, that doesn't make it any better. It's still cheating.
Now, I could never date any of these men. As I would never be able to trust them knowing they did what they've done with me. I would never cheat on my b/f. Ever. So how can I do this?
It wasn't until Simm wrote her post and I got to thinking that I even saw the pattern.
I've got some serious morals, principles, self respect and dignity to revamp. There is a picture saying going around on FB "How people treat you is their karma. How you react is yours". It's haunting me a little.
I chose to entertain these events. Me. No gun to my head. All on my own. I chose to be the other woman. Not to maliciously hurt anyone. Not to steal your b/f. It was done out of excitement, boredom and loneliness.
I'll be making a very tangible change. I won't entertain the proposals that come my way if I know about the g/f. And the ones I don't, well that's always going to be tough. But once I find out, it will be over.
I put out good karma often, but not where intimacy matters. I'm hating myself over that. I've never felt good about it, and tried again, many times to justify it to myself.
Just to be clear. I've never done this to any girl I've known. Ok, only one, but I do not respect her, nor him. Come to think about it, I don't respect any of the men that I've had an affair with on any level. It also appears I didn't respect myself either.
Don't judge me too harshly, I'm changing the ways. I have to live with it, and I don't want that hanging over me or come back to me 10 fold.
Monday, 3 October 2011
Sex w/friends Who Have Spouses.
Remember how I told you last week about a male friend (who has a g/f) that is pouting cos I won't sleep with him?
He updated his FB wall status with a comment aimed directly at me, the morning he originally proposed he come over and let him service me.. Ya he used the term "service me". barf.
"You can't ruin friendship with sex, it's like adding sprinkles to ice cream".
~ Raj...BIG BANG THEORY
Before you think I'm being all self important, he emailed me to ensure I had read his status update. Right, cos that will make me change my mind to sleep with you?? Or some backwards attempt to try and make me feel bad for rejecting him? Try again.
Boys, I swear to gawd they are missing a vital parts of their brain at times. I hope the g/f questions it. Smart to cover it up with a quote, though anyone who knows this man, can probably see right through it.
He updated his FB wall status with a comment aimed directly at me, the morning he originally proposed he come over and let him service me.. Ya he used the term "service me". barf.
"You can't ruin friendship with sex, it's like adding sprinkles to ice cream".
~ Raj...BIG BANG THEORY
Before you think I'm being all self important, he emailed me to ensure I had read his status update. Right, cos that will make me change my mind to sleep with you?? Or some backwards attempt to try and make me feel bad for rejecting him? Try again.
Boys, I swear to gawd they are missing a vital parts of their brain at times. I hope the g/f questions it. Smart to cover it up with a quote, though anyone who knows this man, can probably see right through it.
Sunday, 2 October 2011
Rotting Feet & Ass.
I ate popcorn tonight!
3 full handfuls!
For those that don't know, I HATE popcorn. I think it smells like rotting feet and ass.
Yes I know what ass smells like. Any girl who's ever had a b/f that thinks his farts are funny, knows what ass smells like.
I was craving it. That in itself is just messed up. Until til someone mentioned my body was probably craving salt. Or I was pregnant.
I've eaten popcorn tonight. I did not enjoy it, but my craving did.
Wonder how sick I'll be tomorrow?
3 full handfuls!
For those that don't know, I HATE popcorn. I think it smells like rotting feet and ass.
Yes I know what ass smells like. Any girl who's ever had a b/f that thinks his farts are funny, knows what ass smells like.
I was craving it. That in itself is just messed up. Until til someone mentioned my body was probably craving salt. Or I was pregnant.
I've eaten popcorn tonight. I did not enjoy it, but my craving did.
Wonder how sick I'll be tomorrow?
Volunteering & Crazy C Update
Well, I might not have a volunteer job to go back to in November after recent events.
An email was sent out by the museum manager at 1am advising that a local resident walking their dog past the I.House Museum, saw a person emptying a small jerrycan of liquid onto the porch of the house. Police were called, they found evidence (intimate details are left out of this blog as this is an ongoing investigation) belonging to the suspect. No one has been apprehended at this time. This was the second incident to happen this night. As the steamship museum also had a problem reported.
Upon my return, I was to be placed at the steamship. This makes me slightly nervous as I'd only be with one other person. The house, well there are tones of people around, but I have no interest working in the house. The museum is different and I'll test it out under the new curator.
Can't help but think the events at both locations, on the same night, are related and preformed by the same person. My instincts jump to a disgruntled employee. Or someone with a grudge against all things related to the museum(s).
Needless to say, this might just be the extra something I needed not to return in November.
Crazy C Update.
She must not know how FB notifications work. I get an email every time someone requests my FB friendship. 3 times in the last 2 weeks,that she has requested it. Shocked, I looked up her name, finding the request is no longer there, and she had blocked me, as I can't even retrieve her name. Repeat 2 more times. I've kept those email notifications. Just.in.case.
If it keeps up, I may have to contact her with a harassment warning. I do not need this to slowly turn into a single white female scenario. So nipping it in the butt with a serious legal warning might be the only way to go. This would not be the first no contact or harassment order she's received. Ya, she showed all her cards early on, and I ignored them. Silly me.
An email was sent out by the museum manager at 1am advising that a local resident walking their dog past the I.House Museum, saw a person emptying a small jerrycan of liquid onto the porch of the house. Police were called, they found evidence (intimate details are left out of this blog as this is an ongoing investigation) belonging to the suspect. No one has been apprehended at this time. This was the second incident to happen this night. As the steamship museum also had a problem reported.
Upon my return, I was to be placed at the steamship. This makes me slightly nervous as I'd only be with one other person. The house, well there are tones of people around, but I have no interest working in the house. The museum is different and I'll test it out under the new curator.
Can't help but think the events at both locations, on the same night, are related and preformed by the same person. My instincts jump to a disgruntled employee. Or someone with a grudge against all things related to the museum(s).
Needless to say, this might just be the extra something I needed not to return in November.
Crazy C Update.
She must not know how FB notifications work. I get an email every time someone requests my FB friendship. 3 times in the last 2 weeks,that she has requested it. Shocked, I looked up her name, finding the request is no longer there, and she had blocked me, as I can't even retrieve her name. Repeat 2 more times. I've kept those email notifications. Just.in.case.
If it keeps up, I may have to contact her with a harassment warning. I do not need this to slowly turn into a single white female scenario. So nipping it in the butt with a serious legal warning might be the only way to go. This would not be the first no contact or harassment order she's received. Ya, she showed all her cards early on, and I ignored them. Silly me.
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