Bouncy thoughts
I still have one sasquash leg, and one smooth leg. Maybe I’ll keep it like this awhile. Make some sort of political statement. Hmm… I think I’ll only shave my right armpit for awhile, and let the left grow wild. Sounds like an idea to me!
I wonder if most men have body issues like us women do. I know some do, but do most? I guess it’s just a cultural thing. Men can get away with a lot more than us women can. If I did wander around with a hairy right leg and smooth left leg I’d certainly get some funny looks. But men can be as hairy as can be and it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to go on some feminist slant here and say that us women should throw away our razors. Cause that’s just gross. Women should be soft and smooth. Men are hard and rough. Which is how I like my sex. Just kidding! Or am I? Hmm… Anyway, the lines are getting a bit duller these days though. There’s the whole metrosexual phenomenon. I’m sure you’ve heard of that. Basically it’s straight men who enjoy pampering in salons and buy pricey products. Things like that. I’d say David is one of these types. The man has more face wash products than I do. He has eye wrinkle crème. He’s unstable.
This morning while I was getting dressed I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t look half bad I thought. I think I start to feel bad about my body when I put clothes on. Weird? Yes. This morning after I put my pants on I didn’t feel as good. They aren’t super tight, but they’re snug. And they show off my gut and her friends the love handles. That’s when I begin to think that I’m getting a bit dumpy. Also when I’m sitting down. Ugh, that is the worst. Im sure it doesn’t help that I have horrible posture either. But when I’m sitting down I get so lumpy in my stomach area. Theres the lump below the waist of whatever bottoms I’m wearing, then my gut above. And it’s so gross to me! There’s also the fact that my boobs are a bit lopsided. I know this is natural and the case for pretty much every woman on earth. But it annoys the crap out of me! Mine aren’t big to begin with. And when one is bigger than the other, it can become noticeable. And for me it seems quite noticeable. I suppose I could go under the knife and fix em. But that’s just stupid. I’ll deal with it. Oh, for those of you keeping score it’s Lefty that’s a bit bigger. Which is weird, cause apparently the one that is bigger is on the side that you write with. And I’m right handed. But I do tend to open jars and soda bottles with my left hand, so maybe that’s what it is.
To continue with the Too Much Information type posting today, I’m being reminded how wonderful it is to be a woman. Thanks Dad for having girl producing spermies!
I’ll be making my annual trip down south tomorrow. It’s unclear yet weather or not I’ll be going to visit college though. I almost don’t want to. I talked to Rachel during lunch and she’s on the fence about it as well. Apparently she got a voice mail from Mikki and she said something like “If you guys make it to town give me a call and maybe we can visit for a bit.” Gee, thanks Mik. Whatever. We never heard from Denise or Elizabeth either. I’d almost rather just hang out at Rachels. Maybe go to Washington on Saturday or something, who knows. Either way, I’ve got a 6 hour trip to make tomorrow. Yippie skippy.
I got an email from the other secretary down here a little bit ago. She was just letting me know that she’s taking the week of Christmas off to spend with her family, and let me know that I should take off the following week. It still remains to be seen if I’ll even be working down here then. I did put in for that job upstairs, so we’ll see how that goes. Probably have interviews for it next week. I’m not stressing about it. If I get it cool. If not, it’s no big deal. I never told my boss that I put in for it though. I probably should. Oh well, he’ll hear it through the grape vine. I can be so weird about things sometimes… Anyway, I’m planning on taking that week off for sure. We get New Years Eve as well as New Years day off. I’m really really wanting to go on a trip that week. Where to? Do I even have to say? Didn’t think so. Will I go there? I don’t know. Doubt it. I’ll probably take that week off and do nothing at all. Maybe I should go away by myself somewhere. Who knows. Theres over 2 months before that holiday.
Being single this time of year really sucks. There’s a John Mayer this called “St. Patricks Day” which basically says this. First there’s Halloween. It’s cool to go to a costume party with your boyfriend dressed up as a famous couple or something. Then again, I did meet Peyton at a Halloween party. So I guess there is that… Anyway, next comes Thanksgiving, then Christmas, then New Years. Shitty time to be single. During Thanksgiving and Christmas there are usually a lot of family get togethers where you get to hear the question “So are you seeing anyone?” Nope, but thanks for asking Aunt Nosey! New Years is possibly the worst time of year to be single. I hear you asking “What about Valentines day?” Poo on that Hallmark holiday. New Years is where its at. Midnight strikes, you look around the room and you’ve got nobody to kiss. Fun fun. Sure, it sucks to be alone on Valentines day as well. But I maintain that New Years is worse.
For a little bit there I was all mopey about being single. I guess it was that Matt thing. I got my hopes up. I’m back to reality now. Things don’t happen that easy. So I focus on my life. I’m saving money, I’m thinking about other work situations. Getting a place of my own. Going back to school. I just have to keep that focus up. And not get too down when I go to bed alone at night. For me that’s the worst part of my day. Its when I feel most alone. I miss having somebody to sleep next to. But it’s not fun to sit here and think about that so I don’t. I close my eyes and fall asleep.
I still have one sasquash leg, and one smooth leg. Maybe I’ll keep it like this awhile. Make some sort of political statement. Hmm… I think I’ll only shave my right armpit for awhile, and let the left grow wild. Sounds like an idea to me!
I wonder if most men have body issues like us women do. I know some do, but do most? I guess it’s just a cultural thing. Men can get away with a lot more than us women can. If I did wander around with a hairy right leg and smooth left leg I’d certainly get some funny looks. But men can be as hairy as can be and it doesn’t matter. I’m not going to go on some feminist slant here and say that us women should throw away our razors. Cause that’s just gross. Women should be soft and smooth. Men are hard and rough. Which is how I like my sex. Just kidding! Or am I? Hmm… Anyway, the lines are getting a bit duller these days though. There’s the whole metrosexual phenomenon. I’m sure you’ve heard of that. Basically it’s straight men who enjoy pampering in salons and buy pricey products. Things like that. I’d say David is one of these types. The man has more face wash products than I do. He has eye wrinkle crème. He’s unstable.
This morning while I was getting dressed I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I didn’t look half bad I thought. I think I start to feel bad about my body when I put clothes on. Weird? Yes. This morning after I put my pants on I didn’t feel as good. They aren’t super tight, but they’re snug. And they show off my gut and her friends the love handles. That’s when I begin to think that I’m getting a bit dumpy. Also when I’m sitting down. Ugh, that is the worst. Im sure it doesn’t help that I have horrible posture either. But when I’m sitting down I get so lumpy in my stomach area. Theres the lump below the waist of whatever bottoms I’m wearing, then my gut above. And it’s so gross to me! There’s also the fact that my boobs are a bit lopsided. I know this is natural and the case for pretty much every woman on earth. But it annoys the crap out of me! Mine aren’t big to begin with. And when one is bigger than the other, it can become noticeable. And for me it seems quite noticeable. I suppose I could go under the knife and fix em. But that’s just stupid. I’ll deal with it. Oh, for those of you keeping score it’s Lefty that’s a bit bigger. Which is weird, cause apparently the one that is bigger is on the side that you write with. And I’m right handed. But I do tend to open jars and soda bottles with my left hand, so maybe that’s what it is.
To continue with the Too Much Information type posting today, I’m being reminded how wonderful it is to be a woman. Thanks Dad for having girl producing spermies!
I’ll be making my annual trip down south tomorrow. It’s unclear yet weather or not I’ll be going to visit college though. I almost don’t want to. I talked to Rachel during lunch and she’s on the fence about it as well. Apparently she got a voice mail from Mikki and she said something like “If you guys make it to town give me a call and maybe we can visit for a bit.” Gee, thanks Mik. Whatever. We never heard from Denise or Elizabeth either. I’d almost rather just hang out at Rachels. Maybe go to Washington on Saturday or something, who knows. Either way, I’ve got a 6 hour trip to make tomorrow. Yippie skippy.
I got an email from the other secretary down here a little bit ago. She was just letting me know that she’s taking the week of Christmas off to spend with her family, and let me know that I should take off the following week. It still remains to be seen if I’ll even be working down here then. I did put in for that job upstairs, so we’ll see how that goes. Probably have interviews for it next week. I’m not stressing about it. If I get it cool. If not, it’s no big deal. I never told my boss that I put in for it though. I probably should. Oh well, he’ll hear it through the grape vine. I can be so weird about things sometimes… Anyway, I’m planning on taking that week off for sure. We get New Years Eve as well as New Years day off. I’m really really wanting to go on a trip that week. Where to? Do I even have to say? Didn’t think so. Will I go there? I don’t know. Doubt it. I’ll probably take that week off and do nothing at all. Maybe I should go away by myself somewhere. Who knows. Theres over 2 months before that holiday.
Being single this time of year really sucks. There’s a John Mayer this called “St. Patricks Day” which basically says this. First there’s Halloween. It’s cool to go to a costume party with your boyfriend dressed up as a famous couple or something. Then again, I did meet Peyton at a Halloween party. So I guess there is that… Anyway, next comes Thanksgiving, then Christmas, then New Years. Shitty time to be single. During Thanksgiving and Christmas there are usually a lot of family get togethers where you get to hear the question “So are you seeing anyone?” Nope, but thanks for asking Aunt Nosey! New Years is possibly the worst time of year to be single. I hear you asking “What about Valentines day?” Poo on that Hallmark holiday. New Years is where its at. Midnight strikes, you look around the room and you’ve got nobody to kiss. Fun fun. Sure, it sucks to be alone on Valentines day as well. But I maintain that New Years is worse.
For a little bit there I was all mopey about being single. I guess it was that Matt thing. I got my hopes up. I’m back to reality now. Things don’t happen that easy. So I focus on my life. I’m saving money, I’m thinking about other work situations. Getting a place of my own. Going back to school. I just have to keep that focus up. And not get too down when I go to bed alone at night. For me that’s the worst part of my day. Its when I feel most alone. I miss having somebody to sleep next to. But it’s not fun to sit here and think about that so I don’t. I close my eyes and fall asleep.
