Surf the Web, of course. God, I love the Internet. So here's some sites that I visit at work:
Television Without Pity
http://www.televisionwithoutpity.com
Gotta love the snarky recaps
Las Vegas Talk
http://www.lasvegastalk.com
For people obsessed with Vegas just like me - enablers?
Travel2Vegas
http://www.travel2vegas.com/ubb/ultimatebb.php
More obsessions
Thunder From Down Under
http://www.thunderfromdownunder.com
As if I needed any more reasons to come to Vegas - YES these men are THAT good!
Friday, May 20, 2005
Wow have I been lazy and not written in this in a while. I suppose it would be helpful if I remembered I HAD a blog. But anyway...
Seeing as though I haven't written in this since January of last year life has managed to remain mundane with some insanely crazy moments.
Somehow I've managed to get to Vegas twice (July '04, Jan '05) with another trip planned for July - I am officially obsessed since Vegas allows the "me" I keep under wraps to come out. But as they say "What Happens Here, Stays Here". That place has inspired me to do a career change and move there - when all of this will happen, who can say?
I also managed to get held up at gunpoint within my apartment complex walking to the damn bus stop in September. Who the hell can be bothered to dress in black with a ski mask and grap their semi-automatic friggin' rifle to rob someone at 6 in the morning? They got nothing since I started screaming and whoever was in the get-away car left their ass as they ducked behind a dumpster. But I have been turned into a cynical, distrustful, suspicious-minded, bitter, uptight bitch on wheels. And do I care? Not one bit. And that's on a good day.
Moving on to things that make me less angry....
Fire. I hate fire. I think I need to move, like, now. In this same apartment, our building caught on fire. We didn't have much damage, but - a FIRE?! Come on people. Now not only can I be secretly traumatized by 6 AM in the morning and humans, add to that list sirens and my own apartment. And I wondered why people needed therapy. HA!
I SO cannot to wait to leave this hellified state. Actually this whole Coast. I just need to quit this life (no not like that - put down the phone) and start my life. The one I'm meant to have - the one that I'm living for me. There is more to life than doing what one is told or doing what one is expected to do. What I am forced to be and what I know I can be are two very different things. And the conflict between the two is escalating and reaching a point to where I'm going to have to be true to myself. Wasn't I supposed to be grown by now?
Seeing as though I haven't written in this since January of last year life has managed to remain mundane with some insanely crazy moments.
Somehow I've managed to get to Vegas twice (July '04, Jan '05) with another trip planned for July - I am officially obsessed since Vegas allows the "me" I keep under wraps to come out. But as they say "What Happens Here, Stays Here". That place has inspired me to do a career change and move there - when all of this will happen, who can say?
I also managed to get held up at gunpoint within my apartment complex walking to the damn bus stop in September. Who the hell can be bothered to dress in black with a ski mask and grap their semi-automatic friggin' rifle to rob someone at 6 in the morning? They got nothing since I started screaming and whoever was in the get-away car left their ass as they ducked behind a dumpster. But I have been turned into a cynical, distrustful, suspicious-minded, bitter, uptight bitch on wheels. And do I care? Not one bit. And that's on a good day.
Moving on to things that make me less angry....
Fire. I hate fire. I think I need to move, like, now. In this same apartment, our building caught on fire. We didn't have much damage, but - a FIRE?! Come on people. Now not only can I be secretly traumatized by 6 AM in the morning and humans, add to that list sirens and my own apartment. And I wondered why people needed therapy. HA!
I SO cannot to wait to leave this hellified state. Actually this whole Coast. I just need to quit this life (no not like that - put down the phone) and start my life. The one I'm meant to have - the one that I'm living for me. There is more to life than doing what one is told or doing what one is expected to do. What I am forced to be and what I know I can be are two very different things. And the conflict between the two is escalating and reaching a point to where I'm going to have to be true to myself. Wasn't I supposed to be grown by now?
Friday, January 23, 2004
Do you ever wonder what your place on this earth is? Why are you here? Do you even HAVE a purpose? I feel like I'm just here. Just floating along. Kind of like some unwavering ocean wave that just keeps going on and on and on...only I'm not waving.
I have this dual desire for life. One existence is this one. The one where I do what I'm supposed to do and I do what's expected. Go to school, get a degree, get a job.... Been there, done that, there has GOT to be something else. And then there's my "real" existence. This is the existence where I HAVE. My HAVE side is the side where I've found my interest in life, I've got the job to represent that, I'm doing what I want to do BECAUSE I want to, when I want to. And I'm happy there.
So that's my happy place. I try to imagine how to get there, because, I truly believe anything is possible if you put your mind to it. Simple as that, but what a complexity. Everyone knows that "simple" means try not to give yourself a hernia moving around your baggage.
I just wish there was some sort of magic pill or a nice kick in the butt to get me started on my path. I want to HAVE.
I have this dual desire for life. One existence is this one. The one where I do what I'm supposed to do and I do what's expected. Go to school, get a degree, get a job.... Been there, done that, there has GOT to be something else. And then there's my "real" existence. This is the existence where I HAVE. My HAVE side is the side where I've found my interest in life, I've got the job to represent that, I'm doing what I want to do BECAUSE I want to, when I want to. And I'm happy there.
So that's my happy place. I try to imagine how to get there, because, I truly believe anything is possible if you put your mind to it. Simple as that, but what a complexity. Everyone knows that "simple" means try not to give yourself a hernia moving around your baggage.
I just wish there was some sort of magic pill or a nice kick in the butt to get me started on my path. I want to HAVE.
Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Do you ever wonder what life would be like if you could get yourself off your ass and just GO? Life has me disillusioned. Again. But what else is new? I'm here, but I don't need to be. I'm doing stuff. But I don't need to do it. I want to do stuff, but I feel stuck and I can't. If I could just break out of the prison I've made for myself, I think I could see SOME light at the end of the tunnel.
Thursday, January 15, 2004
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