Friday, August 26, 2005
Under the weight of your wingsYou are a god and whatever I want you to be
And I wonder if truly you are
Nearly as beautiful as I believe
In my head
Your voice
You've got all that I need
And this make believe will get me through
Another lonely night
-Anna Nalick, In My Head
I know I'm a slacker but really I just don't know what to say. I'd rather write about what's chasing around in my head than my day to day nonsense, but right now, as is often the case, there's a lot of stuff in there that some of you are sick of hearing.
And the last 2 weeks my day to day nonsense looks an awful lot like "Wake up, Go to work, Go to bed, Wake up, Go to Work...." (repeat 6 times a week...) Ack. I guess you could throw a trip to the D-town area and a few trips to the bar after work in there. But that's about it. Oh, and one sunburn inducing afternoon in the pool with a margarita and a new dog named, Gus.
I am glad for those few late night trips to the bar with good old friends. They left me smiling and feeling warm and fuzzy, and loved and missed. A girl needs that. So I vow to make more time for that.
And since I may not post again for weeks...
I'm super excited for the 1st birthday party of my favorite Super-Baby. Maria turned one this week and we're all celebrating tomorrow afternoon. Shopping for baby girl clothes is sooooooooo much fun!!!!
Also, Brace yourselves for a rare appearance of Mensa Boy in the Greater Lansing Area this weekend. Hopefully we'll be able to get a crew together Saturday night to go out and unleash the inner Bar Star.
I anticipate some other exciting happenings this week, but I have to save SOMETHING for my next post, right?
I don't wanna be fool-hearted
Baby, I'm out numbered in my head
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
I don't think you realize... by trying not to hurt me, you're breaking my heart.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
I know... I'm doing it again. At least I caught myself after a week... rather than two. So, since girls night I had an entire weekend off. Amazing. I made a mini-roadtrip of it and had quite a nice time celebrating birthdays too high in number to count, meeting new people, watching the NASA channel (ohmygodineedthenasachannel), eating way too much, watching way too much Big Brother (live feed... of course), finishing the most recent Potter, getting my ass kicked at Boggle, and I'm sure lots of other stuff that escapes me at the moment.
Tonight, however, I did resurface in the "real world", proving I am not merely Stephanie the Invisi-friend. And I got to take in a local theater group's play in the process. Nifty!
Also, despite the fact that it was brought to an abrupt halt, I did make a valient effort to get some excersize today. I went for a lovely walk... until I got kidnapped and theater-going and Arby-eating ensued.
So tomorrow after work I'm off for another eastward-bound trip... to celebrate one of my last days of for eternity... or at least until we hire a couple more Slaes Leads. *sigh* 6-7 day weeks, here I come! woohoo. blah.
In the past I would have been excited for the extra cash... but lately I've found myself having something better to do on my time off. oh well... Everyone needs a chance to miss me for awhile. ha!
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Hooray for Girls Night! I have big hopes of making this a mandatory set-in-stone weekly or bi-weekly event, because we all need it.
It's nice to do a lot of good dishing about random things. Everyne needs a sounding board to either confirm you are sane or slap you and tell you you're being crazy. Or a little of both.
Plus, Shana makes a mean mini-cheesecake!
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
I just had perhaps the most exceptional oil change experience of my life thusfar. I realize that isn't probably saying much, as how 'good', let alone 'exceptionally good' could an oil change be?I have been a Jiffy Lube girl since I got my first oil change. Especially in Florida as I got a nice little Mickey Mouse discount. I liked that all my info was kept in their computer system, so no matter which Jiffy Lube I went to, they always knew when it was time to have routine things done. I also liked that they are EVERYWHERE, so I could always find them no matter in which state I was currently residing. And with the miles I put on my car, I made for a good customer. I was usually happy to oblige them and would pay to have whatever reasonable thing they recommended done. I like to take care of my car. He's my most prized posession.
So, my current Jiffy Lube on Waverly Road, on the west side of Lansing, has been like any other Jiffy Lube. They're usually friendly enough. blah blah blah. Nothing at all special. I was actually kind of dreading going in today, because I was afraid I would have to fend off an "It's been far too many miles since you've been in to see us" speach, what with all my driving to Mt. P and Clawson over the last month or so. But, I was promptly greeted by the new manager, who was very friendly and quick. He told me my car was in great shape and the only thing he had to recommend was a new fuel filter. He said I still had the original and it was looking pretty bad. He said last time I was in they changed something closer to the fuel injector, which is a total waste if they don't do the fuel filter as well. I appreciated that he not only spoke to me as though I might possibly NOT be a complete idiot, AND that he pointed out that I had been given bad advice last time and explained the system thoroughly so I know what REALLY needs to be done for future reference, and how frequently it should be done.
Later one of his staff came in and told me I might want to stop at an auto parts store because the top screw part of my dipstick is becoming unattached and he fixed it the best he could, but made sure I knew it should be replaced. Very nice.
These things shouldn't seem like out of the ordinary service, but when you are a girl getting an oil change you'd be surprised the way some people treat you. They DO try to scam you and they do talk down to you. And let's face it... sometimes the kids working at your local oil change establishment are not exactly the cream of the crop. I don't have very high expectations for them in general.
And those are just the oil change bits anyway. I was impressed by the customer service as well. Like, the guy with the dipstick... they couldn't fix it and they don't sell the parts needed to fix it or replace it. Some people wouldn't have even mentioned it because they don't understand the benefit of customer service. As the new manager was ringing me up he checked when the last time I had been in was. He told me that he was new to the place since then, and that the previous staff had almost ALL been let go. (I never WAS impressed by them, especially now knowing they gave me bad advice) He thanked me for visiting, and not just in an offhand way. He was very sincere. He also said that they hope I continue to visit them at that location. Again, if you work any type of retail, etc. this type of behavior should be EXPECTED, and shouldn't be cause for much notation, but in my oil change experience... highly unusual.
So anyway, I was impressed and thought they deserved a mention.
Monday, August 01, 2005
I just don't think I have the will power or patience NOT to fuck this up. Also... I have a history of walking a VERY fine line between perserverance and blind idiocic foolishness. Am I doing it again? I'm not, right? I'm not being a fool. ...right?
I can just be so insecure. I have no reason to doubt anyone's intentions. It's just, I have no garantees either. I barely know where I stand at any given second. I don't deal well with uncertainty.
I swear I'm MUCH less neurotic when I feel secure... when I have stable footing in a situation. Unfortunately I think I tend to freak people out with my intensity before I ever get a chance at any kind of stability.
Why can't I just chill the fuck out? I need an effing drink....
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