My first wedding-related priority problem...

So, Kenji and I were talking last night. I mentioned that the two big goals for January would be to find a place to get married and to find a place to live (because our lease is almost up).
He suggested that finding a place to live is probably more important.
I'm not so sure he's right about that...

More Friday Randomness

What is it about Fridays that causes me to be so incredibly random…and then feel the need to share that randomness with everyone? I think it’s a bad sign, though, that I’m beginning this particular bit of rambling before lunch…I think I’m in for a very long day.

There must be a better way to spend my day than constantly updating the local Craigslist page, reading virtually every category, hoping there will be something new…

Seriously – is leaving a voicemail message really that big a deal? I’ve been working here for several weeks now and I’m getting so tired of people’s reluctance to leave messages. I don’t want to write down the message and take it back to her desk – that’s takes work, and, quite frankly, I’m lazy. Just leave the message and she’ll call you back, OK?

Oh – and while I’m complaining about idiot callers – I didn’t give you the option to hold. You can leave a message. I don’t want to worry about your call. It’s much easier to just go into voicemail. But, then we get into that whole leaving a message thing again, don’t we. Gah – I need a real job.

YAY – Kenji just called and we’re going to have lunch together. I like days when we do that. They make me happy.

Have you ever thought about human nature? I mean really ever thought about it? You never do anything without some kind of motivation. Every little decision you make is based on some other thing. There is no such thing as a completely selfless act – you always get something out of what you are doing.

This office is very very cold…just because it’s very hot outside, it doesn’t mean we need to be 5 degrees inside.

Mmmm…coffee…

Is it just me or is this a slow week for job postings? I’ve only sent one resume this week and it seems like not nearly enough…

Do you think if I just sit here with this pile of files on my desk, people might actually think I am working?

I hate having a lot of people in my office – it makes me feel like I should actually be doing something. And that really sucks when there’s nothing to do.

Nope, nothing new at Craigslist.

Using terms such as “honey” or “sweetie” in an office is so unprofessional. You know, that really irritates me.

Busy weekend coming up…I just hope I get a *little* time to relax…I’m exhausted after last weekend’s 3 days of family and then little to no sleep during this week. I don’t need a lot of time…just a little will do fine.

Almost finished with HP#6…only like 20 pages to go. Maybe less. That’s really annoying. I think I already know all the important stuff…but it’s just knowing there are so few pages to go before finishing.

Um, as a public service announcement, just because you have a boob job (and a pretty good one at that), it doesn’t mean that everyone needs, or wants, to meet the girls.

Still nothing new at Craigslist. The Hartford and New Hampshire boards look pretty slow, too. But renting is expensive there. I knew that already, but still…

Ugh. It’s only noon and I’m ready to go home…long afternoon ahead…

Friday Afternoon Rambling

Feeling jittery this afternoon...and, oddly enough, it's not due to a severe excess of coffee. I only had 2 cups and that was this morning. Many many hours ago. Though I might go get a cup now...only because it's cold in this office. Yeah that seems like a good reason to drink coffee...

So - the interview today. I wish I felt better about it. I don't feel horrible, but I just don't feel like "This job is SO mine" and I'm worried that the job isn't mine. He wants me to take some tests - apparently it's corporate policy for all employees to take the test. He said he would call to set up a time because I had to get back to work...2 hours for lunch is a bit long...especially when you're working a temp job. I would feel better if we had established a time for me to come back before I left, though. Oh well...all I can do now is sit by the phone and wait.

OK - this is bad, but I don't want my sister to visit this weekend. I want to just play and not have to worry about family obligations. Is that bad of me? I know she won't be *too* bad about the bossiness (not enough time has passed since our last argument over it - she'll still remember it), but I just don't want to deal with family at all. Ugh. Nothing I can do about it, I guess. Just grin and bear it.

Random Thoughts Inspired by Boredom

Is today over yet? Good Lord - there are still 25 minutes left until I can go home.
I think I have a temporary ADD thing going on. I can't concentrate on anything. I start to read something and a few sentences in, I completely lose interest.

The coffee in my office tastes horrible, but I. Can't. Stop. Drinking. It. I'm surprised that I can sleep at night with the massive quantities of caffiene I am consuming on each day.
22 minutes left.

So, I've submitted my resume to a school. Maybe I'll luck out and get a call on it.

This story is just sick and wrong. Completely sick and wrong. http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/localnews/2002382718_horse15m.html

Reception work totally sucks. Especially on a Friday afternoon.

I think I want this car: http://www.kslcars.com/VehicleDetail.htm?vehicleid=1961541&sellerid=23075361&vehicleType=car
It's so cute. Hopefully it will still be available when my bank finally clears the check I sent them. Hopefully the car is as cute IRL as it is online...

15 minutes.

Longest. Afternoon. Ever.

I miss my guy. Fortunately, I get to see him tomorrow and that thought makes me happy. How can one person have so much power over my happiness? It's weird - and a little scary - when you think about it. But I guess it's better to have somebody in your life who can make you happy than to have somebody who makes you sad.

How come there are so many people who can't spell? Good Lord - buy a dictionary people.

10 minutes.

I'm running out of thoughts. My brain is turning off. My goal was to just type everything that popped randomly into my head. But, nothing is popping. There's just the same phrase running through my head over and over: "Is it 5:00 yet? Is it 5:00 yet?"

I like calling my guy "my guy." I don't know why. I think about him an awful lot. Sometimes I feel bad because he occupies my thoughts so much...I feel like I *should* think about other things. But I don't. He makes me happy. Thinking of him makes me happy. I don't see any reason to stop thinking about him whenever I can.

OK - now I feel all mushy and need to stop.

6 minutes.

In 3 minutes I can start to shutdown my computer. How long does it take for a blog to post? Maybe I should start that process now. Hmmm...

Alright - it's finally time to get out of this place. To set forth in the inferno that is my city this week. Wish me luck and pray that I don't melt.