Wednesday, December 30, 2009

The Start

I'm really hoping 2010 will be an "everything works out easily and effortlessly" kind of year. I mean, I feel like I deserve a little life break after 2009. Actually, after this past decade really.

Anyhow, so the BF and I are going to downtown PDX tomorrow night for New Year's Eve festivities where we will party like rockstars and meet up with some fabulous rock star friends... but I'll probably get tired before midnight and have to drink a Rockstar ED to make it.

I'm looking through my closet tonight trying to figure out what I'm going to wear to ring in 2010. I feel like it's in what I wear that will set the tone. I'm realizing that I have nothing suitable and will be shopping tomorrow desperately hunting for the perfect NYE/2010 look. And then jewelry to match. And maybe some shoes. Oh yeah, and what about some new eyeshadow to complement? It's going to be a long day.

But 2010 here I come... with fingers crossed.

I'll let you know how I come out the other side...

Happy New Year!

Arctic Blast 2009!

I heart Oregon.

Can I just say that I've lived in Oregon for about 10 years now and rarely has it snowed more than an inch at a time, but in the past two years it has snowed about 5 inches a day when it has snowed.

I. LOVE. IT.

For many reasons.

Reason #1: I get to work from home or not work at all. I stay in my PJ's until noon and eat food and watch the dumb morning shows with the laptop open next to me but really just wasting electricity.

Reason #2: It's BEAUTIFUL. I love how snow looks and at night it never really gets dark because all the moonlight and streetlights reflect on everything.

Reason #3: The cats totally freak out. I mean, they see the snow and whine at the back sliding glass door until I let them out and then they tenatively walk out to the edge of the deck and stick their little paws into the cold snow. Occassionaly they run around the yard in it- well, only one cat is brave enough... the other sits on the deck watching but too scared to stick more than a paw out there and test the cold.

Reason #4: All of Portland shuts down when it snows. I think it's because no one knows how to drive in it, or they drive rear-wheel drive vehicles without traction devices. I feel bad for folks with Mustangs- I don't know why, but those poor cars are TERRIBLE in the snow. They just spin and slide. I, however, drive a lovely all wheel drive vehicle and have chains and know not to follow super close to other vehicles in icy conditions. I also know to get home before the asinine traffic starts and just watch the mayhem on the news. I wait for everyone else to get home and stay home before I venture out, if I venture out at all. Hot chocolate and books are made for days like this.

Monday, December 21, 2009

It's Because I'm A Dumb Girl..

There are many things that girls do that we shouldn't, and for some reason a lot of those things are UNEXPLAINABLE. That's just the way we are, we don't even think about it. It's auto-programmed.

I'm talking about CRYING.

I hate crying. I hate crying almost as much as I hate puking, or even more than puking depending on the situation.

I'm not one of those girls that cries for no reason... there's always a reason when I cry, it's just that once I get started I cannot stop crying. I've been this way for as long as I remember, and until my tear ducts are done, I continue to cry. It's the LAMEST THING EVER. Especially in front of boys.

This past weekend the BF and I went to Corvallis to visit friends and get out of town and away from crazy holiday shoppers, oh yeah, and eat at the Block 15- which is AMAZING. Anyway, day was going fine and then on the ride home we were talking and I asked some questions (because I'm nosey, duh, but really they were things I needed to know) and BF answered and then we kept talking and BF said some things that I took differently than he meant me to take them (we were both EXTREMELY exhausted at this point and on the verge of falling asleep in the car). So then I started crying. Crying because I felt bad, and then I felt bad about taking what he said wrong, and then I started thinking about how much of a dumb girl I am and I continued to cry.

Meanwhile, poor BF is sitting in the driver's seat wondering what the heck is going on. He is such a trooper because he sat there with me while I didn't make any freaking sense and just hugged me and held my hand (which made me feel like a royal ass for being so emotional).

I love that boy.

I hate being a girl.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

It's Official...

BF and I are going to see MUSE. IN. APRIL.











BLISS!


Got our tickets at 1:01pm PST today... Presale sold out at 1:05pm according to the site. MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Do You Remember....

... When you had time to go sit in Barnes and Noble/Powell's and read magazines for hours?

... When your plans for the weekend consisted of hanging out with your friends and DID NOT include any of the following: laundry, grocery shopping, running errands, grooming pets, doing yardwork, grading papers/ doing work related things, cleaning the house (and not just your room), cooking all meals, working out, etc?

... When no one else's musical tastes bothered you that much?

... When you felt like having a full time job was WAY easier than going to school full time?


Just reminiscing...

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Yesterday

... was the BEST. DAY. EVER.


1. Found out that Muse is coming to Portland on April 3 (see yesterday's post regarding). Tickets to go on sale this week... which I will be purchasing.


2. Saw BEN FOLDS as a judge on a new television show that's a little too lame to watch, but I was thrilled to see Mr. Folds. JAZZED and THRILLED.


3. BF sent me the cutest, sweetest text message EVER that made my whole day just peachy. That's right. Peachy.


And now for something completely different; things I should have put on my Christmas list, but didn't know I wanted until I started shopping for everyone else. Please see below for my additions:



1. Flight of the Conchords Seasons 1 and 2 on DVD

2. Giftcard to Ulta

3. Tickets to Muse- 2 so I can take the BF.
4. Certificate for a massage.
5. Harry Potter DVD set- years 1-6 (because I'm tired of borrowing them from the fam).
6. Monty Python DVD set.

Monday, December 14, 2009

I'm PEEING MY PANTS RIGHT NOW!!!

I don't have time to post this but it's SO FREAKIN' IMPORTANT I MUST DO IT!!!

MUSE is coming to PDX.


... wait, did you get that?

MUSE.

IN. PORTLAND.

APRIL 3, 2010.


Whose going?


THIS GIRL!


Tickets aren't on sale yet, but they go on sale this weekend and oh-my-gosh I will max out the credit card to get one if I have to and will cry until they come back if I don't get tickets. I'm trying to find out how to get in the front row without having to spend a billion dollars (that I don't have).

Just thought you'd want to know.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Absence = Good News

So I might have been missing for a few weeks here. Why?
Because I'm so fancy...



I'm SO FANCY because I got a new job.


(giving you space to freak out here... I know you are excited)


I still work for the same company, but I got somewhat of a promotion. You see, the girl that had this job got a different job in a different department- which by most accounts needed to happen (don't judge me, I don't cause the office gossip). Also, my boss left the company (more office drama but I don't have the energy to go into it). So my ex-boss's boss, who the other girl was working for (lost yet?) called me up and was like, "Hey, why don't we have you fill in for So-and-So until we find a permanent replacement."

And of course I was like, "Sounds great."

So I was "filling in" for a couple of weeks and then got the job. Permanently.

What does this mean?


This means AWESOME. That's what it means.

But really it means that I now have my own office/work space in a really cool building at HQ. It means I can walk from my building across the sidewalk to our own private store/salon/restaurant/fancy hang out for lunch and hot cocoa. It means I can go for a run around WHQ if I feel like it. It means I can clip my badge on my pants pocket and look all important and stuff because I actually get to use it to GET INTO BUILDINGS... because, as I said, I am fancy like that.

More importantly, it means my morning commute has been cut in half.

Lastly, it means that I am the busiest I've ever been at work because a lot goes in to getting acquainted to a new job during the holidays. And a lot goes into trying to figure out how to best do my new job since the powers that be decided my role should evolve from what the job originally was (which is a good thing).

So, sorry my sweets, but until I get it more under control I will only be sneak-blogging while I can grab a second here and there.

In other news: OMG- it's almost Christmas!

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Dear Billy Corgan,

I woke up this morning to the news because I fell asleep watching tv last night (I pretty much do that every night). To my SHOCK AND HORROR, the news lady was talking about how you are dating one Jessica Simpson.

...


...


WHA?!

I missed something. I thought we had an understanding... go ahead and date the weird, artsy, kinda emo music girls and maybe even date some of the washed up former grunge-rock female musicians- I tolerate these things and I'll date the BF in the meantime, but I cannot stand for this.

You have betrayed my trust and faith in... you, I guess.

Anyway, that's all I have to say on this subject.


Regards,

Heather