Well, after the absolute atrocity that was Friday night (I really think the lowest I have ever felt was being told by the guy I am crazy about that he "loves me like a sister"), I finally gave in and joined a popular dating website last night.
It was terrifying and hilarious and my results so far are also both terrifying and hilarious. I may not find a new love, but I am going to enjoy this, I think.
Also, I am back on the gym bandwagon. Having a partner in crime really helps get my butt in gear.
Also also, "Arrested Development" is hands down one of the funniest shows ever made.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Tu sonrisa me mata
Tonight I have only one observation:
There is nothing that pudding can't make better.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Undiagnosed
I am fairly certain I have undiagnosed OCD. I know, I know, a ton of people claim to be OCD, but I really wonder about myself.
Every day at work I follow the same routine. I get in, turn my computer on, take my coat off and hang it up, sit down, and take the following items out of my purse (always in the same order - always): wallet, cell phone, glasses, iPod, chapstick. These items sit in the same place on my desk.
My activity sheet at work (where I keep track of how far out I am on my stuff) needs to line up. All my monthlies must be logged out to the same date. Same thing for my weeklies. This is just so my activity sheet is more aesthetically pleasing. It REALLY, really irks me that in our new operating system I can't manually control the colors because having blank spots without color makes me CRAZY. Seriously. Crazy.
I follow the same routines in the shower and when I'm getting ready for bed.
Now, I know, all this still doesn't mean I have OCD. But when any of those routines are messed up even slightly, I get physically agitated. I have actually closed out of my activity sheet just so I wouldn't freak out about not being able to line up the colors.
So, my point is, sometimes I wonder. And, really, would anyone be that surprised if it were true? Really? When I finally get my shit together and make an appointment with a therapist maybe it's something I should look into.
In conclusion, my brain is a special special place.
Every day at work I follow the same routine. I get in, turn my computer on, take my coat off and hang it up, sit down, and take the following items out of my purse (always in the same order - always): wallet, cell phone, glasses, iPod, chapstick. These items sit in the same place on my desk.
My activity sheet at work (where I keep track of how far out I am on my stuff) needs to line up. All my monthlies must be logged out to the same date. Same thing for my weeklies. This is just so my activity sheet is more aesthetically pleasing. It REALLY, really irks me that in our new operating system I can't manually control the colors because having blank spots without color makes me CRAZY. Seriously. Crazy.
I follow the same routines in the shower and when I'm getting ready for bed.
Now, I know, all this still doesn't mean I have OCD. But when any of those routines are messed up even slightly, I get physically agitated. I have actually closed out of my activity sheet just so I wouldn't freak out about not being able to line up the colors.
So, my point is, sometimes I wonder. And, really, would anyone be that surprised if it were true? Really? When I finally get my shit together and make an appointment with a therapist maybe it's something I should look into.
In conclusion, my brain is a special special place.
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