Thursday, March 5, 2009

I forgot

I forgot to add into the last entry that is.....TO is no longer with the Cowboys. I think that will be good for the team. As talented an athlete as he is, he's also very high maintenance to the point of paranoia. Paranoia because he'll raise a stink if he thinks people aren't paying him enough mind. What a shame though. He could have been a great star athlete. Instead, he's going to be a has been because he's such a diva on the freakin' field. WTH!

What else was I going to say in here.....hmmmm....

Darn, I forgot.

Right now, I'm sitting in bed watching The Eleventh Hour. I've only seen bits and pieces while channel surfing. I do like the actor though. I think he's pretty darn good. I just finished watching the CSI show that Taylor Swift guest starred in. She's such a cute girl. She seems so geniune. I hope her star shines bright and I think she will. She seems to have a good head on her shoulders.

I thought the episode was really good. Sad. But goood.

OMG. Someone just burst into flames in The Eleventh Hour. It starts out with anthrax attack and now...someone combusts in flame for no reason? Hmmmm....

I think I am going to stop blogging on MySpace. It's a pain in the ass and the format looks all warped. If I am going to be letting other people in on my blogspot, I don't think I can be as candid. I didn't say anything bad about anyone....except I don't want Lance to feel bad. I would feel awful. Even though he wants me to be upfront with how I am feeling, when I try to be, it never seems convenient for him to be open to it so...might as well keep it in and wait for the right moment. But sometimes...there is no right moment.

Still...I hate arguing with him and fighting about stupid little stuff just because we have different communication styles. Sometimes I think I am more clear than he is...but then again, like they say about women, we're more in tuned with our feelings. AND we can't compartmentalize it like men and I wish that I can just do that. I wish I can just put a feeling in a category and let it go. Instead...the harder I try to let it go, the harder it is to NOT think about it.

It is a good thing I am stubborn and I can listen. Otherwise, we'd get no where. I just wished I didn't have to do this sort of ring around the rosie just to know what my boyfriend thinks. Sometimes I feel like I have to ask the same question ten different ways in ten different kinds of scenarios just so I know how he is feeling or thinking. I don't read minds.

I bought an umbrella and I have only used it once and that was yesterday on the way home....after I complained to my coworker, Holley, about how I haven't been able ot use my new umbrella. Funny thing with the umbrella, when I went to go buy it last week on my way to Lance's mom's house, I had one of my fleece jackets under my arm....by the time I got to her place, it wasn't there anymore.

On the way over, I had noticed this trail of Cheetos bits on the sidewalk....I don't know where I could have dropped it. I didn't see it at all from Fred Meyer to his mom's place...It could have been in Fred Meyer....but I don't remember if it was before or after I paid. Fortunately, I didn't have anything valuable in there....if I had kept my phone in there, I would have been freaking out but....all safe. There's only used kleenex and maybe some lose change.

Well...I suppose I should settle into bed. I wanted to go out with Lance to his Techno Thursday night but unlike him, I don't have the luxury of sleeping in til my heart's content in the morning. I have to wake up at 6am and be out the door by 6:15am so I can catch my bus to get to work on time. It's a pain in the ass but it is a lot easier to do now that it is lighter outside...of ccourse, day lights savings time is coming up and that's just going to screw with it.

I hate waking up in the morning and having to be out in the cold. I hate it. I am tired of being cold! I've worn a skirt or dress all week because I have nothing to wear to work. I wish I had a pair of jeans to wear to work tomorrow. Too bad casual Friday doesn't include sweats.

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