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They know I’m over here not doin’ shit, right? I mean, they KNOW this, right?

Really……what could I be typing about ALL damn day and reading so intensely, when I have yet to be given a project that took more than an hour, tops?

Oh the joys of working in a technical industry. We get paid to maintain while technology does all the hard work for us.

Random unrelated comment:

So like I’ve been tellin’ yall, I’m scared of my apartment. Now its not so much the bugs, as it is the eerie silence and blatant sense of aloneness that I’m experiencing.

Well, a big strong buck offered to spend a night with me to keep me company and calm my nerves. My hero. How bout, his ass was scared of my apartment too. Some help he was.

But the silence IS……in a word……creepy.

 

 

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Speakin’ of bein’ drunk……

I got a lil tipsy my darn self last night. It was great! Made a few new connections (well, they wanna be connected, but I’m not sure if I feel like it, yet). Ran into an old connection (who had the nerve to TOUCH me and say “Hi”), and called another connection (Lord, that drunk dialing is the worst, lol). Thankfully, he ain’t answer

I feel a lil like Anthony Hamilton, only not as much. But I am a mess right now. I think instead of combating it, I’m just gonna embrace it. Seems to be the thing to do.

I met two new guys (almost three, but I got so caught up in talking to one of the guys that I forgot to check back with the other dude).

1. One is a dude from San Diego and has 3 kids by 2 women. How bout one of the first questions I asked him was, “How many kids do you have and by how many women? He was like damn, how did you know? Ummm, you ARE a male in America, better yet, New York, yes? Please. But he actually had some decent conversation. He gave me his number, I haven’t decided if I’ll call.
    

2. The other is this tall party promoter, and I’m not really sure if he was cute or not. He was just tall. I have a feeling that if I see him in the daylight, I’ll be displeased. We exchanged info for “business” purposes (like I said, he’s a party promoter), but ummm, I won’t be calling him.
    

3. The third was this broke-ass Fabolous lookin’ dude. I was supposed to be talkin to him for my girl (why she asked me to do that, I don’t know), but we ended up kinda hittin it off. Yeah, the plan was to get up with him before I left, but I was so busy talkin to San Diego dude, he left before I even realized it. Eh well.

Anyways, it was nice to get out and have a few drinks with my girl. Oh, but I AM paying for it this morning. I got all of 3 hrs of sleep, and my tummy ain’t quite right.

 

damn Damn DAMN.

At least I got to pass out on my new Sealy Posturepedic mattress. I hope I make it through the work day.

First day of Weight Watchers @ Work.

I’m just thinkin’ about people I don’t like confiding in or telling things to because they always turn it into a joke. And sometimes, its not funny.

I need more people.

Drunken words - truth or nonsense?

I’ve heard that people generally speak the truth when they are drunk. However, I think they are mere mumblings of a madperson.

Por ejemplo

I recently met a friends father, and in his drunken state he told me that:

• I was beautiful and sexy
  
• He’d never cheat on his wife
  
• If he was younger and without wife, he’d get with me
  
• His son loves me
  
• He wants me to have his grandbabies

Now while some of ^that^ happens to be true, I’m sure that they were mindless chatter from a drunk old man. He might not even remember meeting me once he’s in his right mind.

That’s just one example.

I generally don’t pay drunk people any mind. But perhaps I’m missing some pearls of wisdom. (yeah, right)

So, are drunk people oracle’s of truth?

Have you ever overlooked the words of a drunk person, only for them to end up being worthy of attention?

Have you ever taken some drunken advice or a tidbit of drunk information, and it worked in your favor? Has it ever worked against you?

Are your drunken words worth remembering?

Hell, most sober words are barely worth remembering.

What are some funny things you’ve heard lately from a drunk person? If nothing else, they are quite entertaining.

*hiccup*

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

Author’s Note: I was not drunk while typing this. Really, I wasn’t.

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Shopping for self-realization.

For those new to the blog, I used to do Weight Watchers Wednesday’s where I would track my weekly weight loss. I lost about 32 lbs, and I’m lookin and feelin pretty damn good. Yay.

What’s remarkable is that I hadn’t lost weight since the Spring of 2002. I’d been gaining ever since then. So to go into a mall these days and actually put on a *smaller* size (rather than try to squeeze into my “current” size), and even find myself liking the way I look, is new and exciting.

Meanwhile……others haven’t been as……fortunate (for lack of a better word). I’ve noticed that a friend of mine has been gaining while I’ve been losing. We were actually about the same size when I started losing weight. She might’ve even been smaller than me, but that since has changed. She tries quick fixes like the Master Cleanse or some random shake diet. But those never work, and she never stays on them long enough to see the temporary results they produce.

I feel like she snapped at me the other day, and its probably my fault. We went shopping for her birthday dress, only she didn’t see anything (in her size) that she liked. Well, we only went to one store, Macys, which happens to be my favorite. While we were in the dress section, I happened upon a dress in a size I was wondering if I could fit into. I didn’t care so much about the style or pattern of the dress, as I did about the size. I was just curious. Low and behold, IT FIT! And it was actually a rather stunning dress (if I say so myself - I’da bought that sucker too if it wasn’t $150). I asked her to come and check it out. She comes into the dressing room and says, “It looks fine. Now take it off so we can get outta here.”

Damn. She didn’t ooh and aah like I thought she would. Then again, since we were there looking to get HER a dress, and I end up trying to show off one I found for myself was kinda insensitive. But it wasn’t on purpose, and I can’t help it if she didn’t find anything. Well, I won’t make that mistake again.

I wonder whats the reason behind her gaining this weight lately. I don’t think she’s happy with her life in NY. Matter of fact, I know she’s not. I feel so bad, and I wish there was something I could do to help. I’m hoping she’ll figure it out soon. I guess all I can do is be there, for the time being.

I know what its like to feel helpless in the weight battle. Sometimes I still feel like “DAMN, ISN’T IT GONE, YET?”, but I also know its possible and the only thing holding me back is me, so I try to stay positive. And there wasn’t anything anyone could say that would help me get my mind right (believe me, my mom tried and tried). I had to just get it on my own.

I’ll be praying for my friend, more than usual, and I know she’ll come through 100 percent.

 

 

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