Saturday, August 7

how to be alone

Its cheesey at first. But I love this. I really do. Enjoy!



If you are at first lonely, be patient.

If you’ve not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren’t okay with it, then just wait. You’ll find its fine to be alone once you’re embracing it.

We can start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library, where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books, your not suppose to talk much anyway so its safe there.

There is also the gym, if your shy, you can hang out with yourself and mirrors, you can put headphones in.

Then there’s public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there’s prayer and mediation, no one will think less if your hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.

The lunch counter, where you will be surrounded by “chow downers”, employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town, and they, like you, will be alone.

 Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with “eat lunch and run”, take yourself out for dinner; a restaurant with linen and silver wear. You’re no less an intriguing a person when you are eating solo desert and cleaning the whip cream from the dish with your finger. In fact, some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it’s dark and soothing, alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.

And then take yourself out dancing, to a club where no one knows you, stand on the outside of the floor until the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no ones watching because they’re probably not. And if they are, assume it is with best human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats, is after-all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you’re sweating. And beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things. Down your back, like a book of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you. Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, they are always statues to talk to, and benches made for sitting gives strangers a shared existence if only for a minute, and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversation you get in by sitting alone on benches, might of never happened had you not been there by yourself. 

Society is afraid of alone though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.

But lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.

You can stand swaffed by groups and mobs or hands with your partner, look both further and farther in the endless quest for company.

But no one is in your head. And by the time you translate your thoughts an essence of them maybe lost or perhaps it is just kept. Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from pre-school over to high school groaning, we’re tokens for holding the lonely at bay.

Cause if you’re happy in your head, then solitude is blessed, and alone is okay.

It’s okay if no one believes like you, all experiences unique, no one has the same synapses, can’t think like you, for this be relived, keeps things interesting, life’s magic brings much, and it doesn’t mean you aren’t connected, and the community is not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it.

Take silence and respect it.

If you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it, if your family doesn’t get you or a religious sect is not meant for you, don’t obsess about it.

You could be in an instant surrounded if you need it.

If your heart is bleeding, make the best of it.

There is heat in freezing, be a testimate.

[Tanya Davis]



Thursday, August 5

thats funny thursday

ping pong balls... now sold next to the beer at Walgreen's... Hahhahahaaa! But where are the red Solo cups?!
That's funny!!
On a sadder note I just spent NINETY F*ING DOLLARS on medicine. (and that doesn't even count the office visit) Its expensive getting sick without insurance!! *sad panda*

Tuesday, August 3

random scheiße tuesday

I've been trying to write a post for almost 2 days now! Talk about uninspired. I have stuff to say, but I can't seem to formulate a coherent thought. I feel like I've been just sitting waiting for Tuesday just to write this blog post! Well... here goes!! Random Scheiße Tuesday!!


Mom and I had an awesome time this weekend! Lots of mother/daughter shenanigans. Yes! Surreal Neil was great! I can't even believe how much mom enjoyed herself. (the beer helped). Unbeknownst to me she's had a hugenormous crush on him for decades! Good Mr. Man was busy, because she enjoyed herself far more than he ever would have :)
Mom having waaay to much fun :)
VIPs baby!!

Of course you all know we went hunting for yard sale treasures on Friday, and Saturday we went to my old co-workers wedding. It was so much fun! Two words. Open. Bar. YES! Lets just say a great time was had by all... and my mom STOLE a wine glass (full of wine) from the reception!! What can I say? She wasn't done with her wine yet... HAHAA! (And people wonder where I get it from?!) The best part was she totally has no memory of this, so I proceeded to give her shit for an hour the following morning. AND of course I left my phone and camera in the car, so no pictures from the wedding or reception. But it was gorgeously done and the evening was great!!

My roommate recently broke up with her boyfriend. 
Well he broke up with her, but she was kind of glad. Lets just say that for weeks shes been saying "How am I going to get myself out of this?!" So one drunken evening he got mad and left. Of course he thought it was a fight not a break up. But my friend stuck to her guns. Anylongstory, two days later he dropped a little package off at our house. 
And what did it contain? 
Chocolates? No. 
Love notes declaring eternal loyalty? Ohhhh No.
Roses? Not a one.
In the bag were Red Vines (WTF Red Vines? Really?) and a 
mother fucking MIX TAPE!!!
(well it was technically a CD, but "mix tape" just rings truer to the 7th grade mentality that we're shooting for here)
 Yes, you read that right. A mix tape
I gotta say, that it was actually pretty good, but I honestly think that he Googled what to put on it, but whatevs. It opened with The Ramones, I wanna be your Boyfriend. It had some Hank3 mixed in, with some Willy Nelson and a little Stop the World and Melt with You.
The in the end, the 7th grade gesture of love was unsuccessful, and is now blog fodder. 
Poor Bastard. (Don't feel too bad for him, he was nice but kind of a douche bag)
Of course we've moved on from "I miss you", "I want to talk" texts to "Moving on BITCH!" and the process of grief has moved one more step from Denial and Bargaining, onto Anger. 
Or as ALWAYS DRUNK, NEVER A BRIDE said yesterday...  
"'Anger' This I would like to call functional alcoholism." 
Well said my friend, well said indeed.

The receptionist at my doctor's office hates me. (bear with me, this gets complicated)
First she was super bitchy when I called to set up an appointment. SO SORRY to interrupt your fucking day. ITS YOUR JOB BEEEYACH! *deep breaths* Anywhoodle, we got it set up and when she was asking about what I was coming in for, she asked me 3 separate times...
"Have we set up an appointment for your?" 
ME: Yes, tomorrow 10:30.
"And what time would you like to come in?"
ME: We already said, 10:30.
"What time works best for you?"
ME: TEN FUCKING THIRTY LADY!
*this may be an exaggeration.
Cut to, next day. I was 8 fucking minutes late. I run in, "Oh My! I'm SOOOO LATE!" (half joking of course) and she says "OH, I don't know if we'll be able to see you. How late are you?"
ME: ummmmm... 10 minutes?
She "goes back" and asks the doctor if he can still fit me in. I think she filled up her coffee, because my doctor is super cool and totally would have seen me, no matter how late I was. So we have to reschedule. Thanks.
Again, perhaps a slight exaggeration.
So today, I go in for my appointment at EIGHT THIRTY!! I have the appointment card to prove it. I get all checked in, and the intake nurse says, "Oh, your appointment was at 8! Did you know you were a half-hour late?!" 
What. The. Fuck.
Thank Goodness the doctor still saw me today. I LOVE how if I'm ten damn minutes late he "can't see me" with Grouchy McButter Pants thinks I'm too late, but when I'm a half hour late I can be seen. Well Fuuuuuuuuuck Yoooooooooou lady! I'm so emailing my doctor and telling him about my experience with her. SUCK.

And I leave you with this:
My room mate has taken a cab home drunk from the bar so many times, that they gave her a punch card.
That's right... Buy 10 get one free!!
Hahahaaa!
I love your drunk ass J*
*smooches*

Now go see Stacies Madness who also did a Random Shiz post for today! :)


P.S. My apologies if I'm not getting to your blogs. I am desperately trying to get to them all, and honestly I'm just not commenting as much as I used to. SORRY!! I feel so guilty! Which then uninspires

Monday, August 2

do you want fries with that?

Today has been spent revamping my resume, and looking for jobs to apply for online. I have to say that looking for work is almost as harder than having a job. Seriously. I have to have a different resume for almost every job I apply for. Switching around jobs, qualifications and skills for each application. *sigh*



So yesterday I applied for a new job and it had one of those "screening tests" where in which you answer around 100 random questions about yourself in which you must lie your pants off because if you were to answer truthfully, you'd never in a million years, get an interview.

Answer: I never get agitated, or hold a grudge.
Truth: I am touchy about a lot of things.Get the fuck away from me.

Answer: I've never lost my temper.
Truth: Well, not today... yet.

Answer: I have never said something that I later regretted.
Truth: Hello? Have we met?

But this test/questionnaire took the cake. I don't know what kind of employees they've had in the past, but I'm thinking that drugs may be an issue. Granted this was for a large Hippie Market chain, in which I'm sure many employees are pot smoking college students. However, this seemed like a bit much:. These are actual questions that I answered. NONE have been duplicated, although it seems very repetitive. These are all questions that you say "Strongly agree" or "Slightly agree" or "Slightly Disagree" or "Strongly Disagree"

  • Companies make too big a deal out of employees using illegal drugs on the job.
  • There is never a good reason to use illegal drugs while at work.
  • Pre-employment drug testing is an invasion of a person's privacy.
  • Using illegal drugs on the job is just plain wrong.
  • It is okay to use illegal drugs on the job as long as it does not become a habit.
  • It is okay to give or sell illegal drugs to your co-workers as long as it isn't taken to the extreme. Using illegal drugs on the job is not justification for termination.
  • Giving illegal drugs to your co-workers is not as bad as selling illegal drugs to them.
  • It is okay to use illegal drugs on the job as long as it doesn't cause safety problems.
  • If you have a good reason, it is okay to use illegal drugs while at work.
WOW! DRUGS MUCH?!?

And that's not all! Here are the theft questions:

  • If you are working in a store, it is all right to take merchandise as long as you intend to pay for it later.
  • In some instances there are good reasons for stealing.
  • People who steal from their employer are just plain dishonest.
  • When I hear a person who claims they have never stolen anything, I don't believe them
  • It is only fair to steal from your employer to make up for low wages.
  • Stealing equipment, supplies and merchandise from your company is not the same as stealing money
  • There is never a good reason to take something that doesn’t belong to you.
  • It is not the same to steal something that is insured rather than something that is not insured.
  • There is never a good reason to steal anything from your company.
Like seriously, do I even want to work there? Yowza!! I think I may needs to get some reinforcements... or some alcohol...

So for today, I've given up and am watching Mama Mia! again... I love The Streep!!