Lunch

My lunch hour has quickly become such a WONDERFUL part of my day. Now don't get me wrong, I love love LOVE my new job, but being just a few blocks from an awesome park, Belle Square and countless other places is just awesome. Everyone in downtown Bellevue walks around on their lunch hour, so it is nice to be able to get out and stretch my legs in the afternoon (not to mention see cute men as well)! Today I went to Belle Square and had lunch, shopped around a little bit and still had 10 minutes to spare on my lunch...how fabulous is that?

Stuff....

The new job is great, everyone is SO nice, I like what I do, and I cant wait to go to work in the morning.

The trip home was nice, good to see everyone, but like always, sad to leave and plenty of tears cried.

School feel like a hole I can't dig myself out of this week, 3 papers by wednesday! YIKES!

The Ex

I'm at his house. Ladies...be quiet.

Equinox--Full Frontal

Yesterday the girls and I went to see the parade in Fremont to celebrate the equinox. The 'highlight' of the parade were naked people riding on bikes, painted every color of the rainbow, and being cheered on by all of the parade-goers. I couldn't believe all of the children that were allowed to watch this right from their strollers on the curb. Can you say THERAPY? Now I'm all for feeling good about the human body, and to not feel ashamed, but when you're under the age of 5, and 'Superman' comes up to you and says "Don't forget to brush you're teeth", you might think thats cool...except that superman is only PAINTED like superman...every inch of him painted.

Oh a side note, as a 25 year old woman, I have to say that public nakedness on such a day doesn't bother me, and some of the men wearing kilts yesterday were HOT...Elaine and Marisa, you know why.

Today is Fathers Day. Happy Fathers day to my dad...you are the best guy in my life. Oh, and thanks for taking me look at naked superman-bicycle riders growing up. :)

Gifts a'plenty

Today was my last day at work. The people I work with are amazing...they are kind and thoughtful and generous, especially so today! I got into work to a festive, decorated desk. They had a good luck banner for me and lots of presents. I have 3 bouquets of flowers around me, and have gorged myself on donuts, brownies and frappuchinos all day! I'm going to miss it here...not the kind of work, but the people I work with. Monday starts a new chapter: Goodbye Casual, hello Professional Aspenchick :)

To my co-workers: Thank you for making my 2 years here amazing and wonderful. You welcomed me into your office, allowed me to enjoy your company and have taught me so much. I feel like I have a room full of sisters and mothers I'm leaving behind (and a couple brothers), and will be ever-thankful for all that you have given me.

Curly 'do

I have straight hair, but sometimes I like to curl it. I feel kind of 'zingy' and 'peppy' when I curl it. My hair can only retain a curl if I dont wash it that day, and use a good dose of hair spray on it. So today I curled it and in turn felt zingy and peppy.

A coworker said to me "You have Bellevue hair." and I replied "Bellevue hair? Is that rich hair?" and she said "No, like you just got back from sleeping 'over' in Bellevue" and I was like "Oh my god, do I have 'panties in my back pocket' hair?!" and she just laughed. So apparently I'm not only zingy, peppy, but also slutty with this hair.

The Downward Slope

I've passed the middle of the week...I've got 17 hours of this jobs left. Which leaves me:

Thinking:
"How long with it take me to build up the color pink in my 'professional' wardrobe?" (for those of you who know me...I'm addicted to wearing pink)

"Will my CD collection become boring as hell after a couple of weeks of the long commute?" (hate morning radio)

"Brown bag lunch, or eat out..."

"How to break it to my flip-flops that they won't get to be on my feet during office hours any longer. And my electric blue toenail polish will no longer be visable during working hours."

Thinking

I have 24 hours and 45 minutes of work left until I move to my new job...I can hardly contain my excitement!

It will be bittersweet since I do really enjoy the people I work with. I won't miss cranky customers or computers systems that were designed for use by cro magnin man. But the the people you spend 40 hours of your week with are hard to leave.

It leaves me to wonder "Who is going to gossip with me about the newest In-Touch magazine cover" or "Who will comment on how FABULOUS my new toe nail color is" or someone to tell me with all honesty "YOUR HAIR LOOKS LIKE CRAP TODAY"!

A Nice Day

Yesterday was a nice day. I slept in a little, met a friend at the market, walked around, shared strawberries (huge and SO sweet) and people watched. I bought some cherries and double-chocolate baklava for the girls and then headed over to girls night (fun!). We painted our toenails...mine are now Electric Blue and have a little crystal daisy embellished on my toenail (fabulous!).

I have 39.5 hours of work left until I start my new job, of course I'm counting!

~Arrivals~

I was at the airport tonight in the arrivals area waiting for my dad. His plane was delayed for awhile, so I just stood around and watched people interact. I have to say that the amount of love that poured out of that relatively small area was incredible. People were smiling and happy to see each other, hugging and kissing and crying tears of joy. It just made me happy to be around all of that happiness and love... They say that Disneyland is the happiest place on Earth, but I would have to say that the arrivals area tonight at the Sea-tac airport gave Disneyland a run for its money.

Class of 04

My cousin Colin is graduating from high school today. I was up to visit him last night and he showed me an award he got from the state of Washington for being in the top 10 percent of all high school students in the state. Thats impressive.


Congratulations Colin...you earned it!

Melodic Tendencies

I'm a singer. Always have been, always will be. I sing in the car...loudly, regardless if someone is looking at me strangely from another car. Of course I sing softly if someone else is in the car, and often am moved to accompany my melody with some dance movements --my friends will attest to this (spirit fingers anyone?).

So I went shopping last night to look for some work clothes ( a whole other story in itself ) and Norah Jones was playing 'Come Away With Me' over the sound system. So I'm in a corner of the store all by myself, browsing through suits, and I start to hum/sing softly (yes, softly). Someone comes into MY 'row' and starts to hum/sing as well. Which is fine, she's probably a singer just like me...but I didn't want her to...I was already singing and Norah Jones only needs one backup singer, and I WAS THERE FIRST.

?Car?

Ok, this couldn't hurt...

Have you seen this car? It's a Honda S2000...

Have you seen it in or around the city of Portland? Its flashy: silver, red leather interior, soft top convertable, 2-seater.

Does the person driving it look suspicious? THEY SHOULD!! It's possible that the JACKASS driving that car (and I cant imagine there are a whole lot of them in the portland area), is a THIEF! My brother, who worked long and hard for that car, had it stolen from his underground locked garage on Sunday night...he's pissed and he wants the car back. So, if you've seen it, and the driver is acting wierd...call the police!

Who has the right to steal from someone else? Something that that person loved, and worked really hard for and appreciated and WANTED TO HAVE FOR A VERY LONG TIME?!?!? Sorry, but it just pisses me off that there are people in the world who would do that??

Grocery Clerks: Tact?...No! Attack!

Earlier this week a co-worker was telling me about an experience she recently had at a grocery store. She fell recently and had bandages around her wrists and palm of her hand. During her check-out, the clerk said to her "Oh, did you try to commit suicide?" WHO WOULD SAY THAT TO SOMEONE?!?!?

So yesterday I was at the grocery store, and they had a great deal on Ramen noodles. Now mind you, I actually like Ramen, and it's 10/1.00, which right now fits perfect on my budget, because I can eat for 5 days on that. I'm trying to save money, I have to move apartments and the cost of that can be staggering (deposits, cat deposits, first/last, moving van)! So the clerk says to me "Oh, you must really like Ramen?" Um, yeah! But what business is it of yours? SHUT UP! Let me buy my 3.00 worth of groceries in peace and not have to justify my choice of food to you!!

Does the supermarket teach their new clerks to have no tact? What happened to the days when people asked if you needed help out to your car, or double bagged the heavy stuff with silence and a smile?

'Link' It Up

I was reading my site statistics today, and noticed I dont post very many links. Now usually I like a good link. Quick, easy access to information. My friend Heather has a great 'My Favorite Things' page she does, with links galore. I'm going to hop right on that...although I haven't figured out a good name for the list.

Body by Victoria - Quite possibly the best bras and underwear ever invented.

BeautiControl - My lips have never felt smoother.

Tacky Living - He he he...

OPI - The most perfect nail polish...and a steal at only $7.00.

Ashlee Simpson - I love the song 'Pieces of Me'...plus she's nowhere near as annoying as her older sister.

Havaianas - The world's best flip-flops.

Fanta - I dont like this, it makes me want to scream when I see those girls singing.

"Weekend Update"

What did I do this weekend:

Had coffee with a guy from Craigslist...
Drove my dad to the airport...
Had lunch with my friends...
Went on a house-hunting blitz...
Learned my friend Elaine started a blog... YEAH!
Had dinner with my friend...
Saw Shrek 2...
Was awoken by a cat at 4am...
Did 4 loads of laundry...
Charmed by the presence of cable while doing my laundry...
Got caught in a rainstorm carrying that laundry back to my apartment...
Updated my blog...

Counting Again

Another Count:
1 - Manicures I need to give myself
2 - The number of dates my mom as this weekend
3 - Hours I talked on the phone to one person last night
4 - Cards I had to purchase at Hallmark
5 - The number of overtime hours on my last paycheck
6 - Months a bottle of expensive champagne has been sitting on my desk
7 - Load of laundry I need to do
8 - Size of a little girls shirt I bought as a present
10 - Ounces of Diet Coke with Lime I've had today
15 - Cent increase on a bag of Cheez-It's in the vending machine
20 - The number of houses my girlfriend and I are going to look at tomorrow
36 - Days until my birthday

:::Wanted:::

A week ago I applied for a job within my company, but not my organization, if that makes sense. Same corporate name, but completely different avenue of business. An industry which I have little experience in; however, my skills make me well-qualified for the position. After my interview last Thursday I was told that second interviews would be held early this week, and then the hiring manager would make a decision. So I hadn't heard anything, which led me to believe that I hadn't been selected for a second interview.

Last night I arrived home from an endless computer science class, ready to check my mail and sleep and there was a message on my machine asking to call the office. Well of course it's to late to call, but I thought it was to set up an interview for a different position that starts interviewing tomorrow. A little bummed, but more or less o.k, I went to bed. Ye of little faith....

Today, I return the call, and a couple of hours later the hiring manager calls back to advise, they decided that they didn't need to have second interviews, that they KNEW (yes, knew) that I was the one they WANTED. The feeling of being wanted overwhelmed me (along with thoughts of higher pay and better benefits), and I nearly shed a tear. Now mind you the pay increase is small considering I'm an internal employee essentially (although its in a totally different office and a totally different line of business); however, they are paying for my school...which is expensive...YEAH!! And I get to work in an office in downtown...YEAH, no more suburbs!! Ok...my excitement runeth over...because I'm wanted, and thats all that maters.

It's Official

My dating karma officially is bad...

I got an e-mail this morning from 'the guy'...read for yourself.

I had fun on Sunday too. However, I just didn't really feel the click that I was looking for... no particular reason why or anything, I just didn't...that's no good for me or for you... ya know? So best of luck! And it was
great meeting you!

So I guess the search continues? Everyone at work keeps saying 'As soon as you stop looking, you'll find someone' Um yeah right, because where would I find that 'someone' between working in a closed-office of 35 women, going to school with ugly older men, and going to bars where the men are drunk and I quote "Trying really hard to talk to your face, because your boobs are right there". Its not like my Mr. Wonderful is going to knock on my front door and want to apply to be my boyfriend!

@#&**($&@ anyway!

Dating Karma

Update: No call yet...it hasn't been 48 hours yet, so I'm haven't given up hope...guys like to play it cool (um yeah, lets hope thats all it is).

I was thinking today about my past dates/relationships. Not including the date I just went on, every single person I have ever had coffee/dinner/random date with has wanted to date me, and in doing so we have either dated, or I have been the one to decide I didn't want to date them except for the one guy. So my tally is 11 yes, 1 no.

So I'm wondering...because of my so called 'good fortune' in dating...have I used up all my good date karma? Will I be forced to endure good first dates that never call? Will I be the rejected one? Am I being punished for bad deeds in my prior relationships?

On a positive note (and lets hope this is a sign of good karma to come)...I recieved a fortune cookie on my date night with the message "You will win over someone's heart." God in heaven, lets hope so.