La La La

I know, I know... "where's the update?!".... Here it is :)

For the past week, I've been slaving away at the restaurant making 7.25 an hour training to be the "bartender" there. Bartender at this restaurant means that you get to wake up at the ungodly hour of 6 am and work until 4 pm.... Hunger strikes at the most inappropriate times. (You're not allowed to eat within the 9 hours you're there per shift) Unhealthy, yes. Policy, yes. Against the law, I'm pretty certain.

Anyway, that's where I've been spending my time. Working at the restaurant making absolutely no money at all :) Hooray!

I have a new roommate who is lovely. He cleans up after himself, continues to add to his arsenal of drunken stories to keep me entertained, and is fun thus far.

Thanksgiving was great... can't wait to get back to Atlanta for Christmas for a week... and can't wait to find that fabulous job!!

I've been networking like crazy and meeting with people at every opportunity. There are a few good ones out there - and I can't wait to have one of them! I have done at least one meeting per week of being here, so that's a good momentum for me I think.

Anyway - that's about it. I haven't had time for my lovelies... haven't actually been able to talk to Carrie in weeks. Blair and I haven't had our usual chat, either. Gotta love this random schedule. It will all get better very, very soon! ;)

Fabulous song to check out - Owl City: Fireflies. Very cute vid. on YouTube.

Friday night shenanigans

Some random drama happened to me this past Friday night. I thought I would share because it's been oh-so-long since I've written and thought you might enjoy a good laughable story, even at my expense! ;)

Sam apparently has some family here (a sister who just moved and another sister who - I think - has lived here for a while) that I just recently found out about. He and I broke up 2 1/2 years ago because of his immature ways even at the age he was.

Every time he came to Atlanta, he'd ask to see me but I was either in a relationship or he was. I don't believe in homewrecking (on either end... I don't want to be the wrecker nor to be wrecked). So I declined to see him each time, not for lingering feelings (will never step back into that bs) but for the sheer fact of our former status.

So a few weeks ago I received a random email saying he was going to be in town for the weekend in a few weeks. I asked if he had a girlfriend and when he replied no, I told him I would meet him out for a drink or something.

So the fun begins.

I met up with potential roommate (who is now tentatively scheduled to move in next weekend, I think) and then told him I'd meet him out. Left a really awesome time with potential roommate to meet up with this fucker.

I walk into the bar to be greeted by his sister and nephew (he has OLDer siblings). He went to grab a beer.... sans warm welcome and thanks for coming out... When he sets the beer on the table... it spills entirely into my lap.

Yes. Into my lap. Lovely, right?!

I was in absolute shock at this point. But are we done with the story? No. As he goes to grab a stack of napkins for the monsoon of beer in my lap... his sister tells me he's got a girlfriend.

Oy.

Needless to say, it was a splendid evening that I enjoyed very much. I was really pissed off at him and he could tell. As he motioned for me to get up and go to the door, I calmly told him that I would "finish my fucking drink" and then go. Did he seriously lie to me to get me to meet up with him!?

These types of guys are pathetic. Sam will lie about anything and everything and doesn't care who he hurts in the process. It's not my feelings he's hurting - it's this poor girl (who I HOPE does not stay naive) whom he tries to cheat on while out of town.

There are some of you who would argue that seeing an ex while you're out of town is not necessarily cheating on them, but the crazy texts he sent leading up to that was most definitely in that arena. Thank God I dodged that bullet by dumping his ass when I did!!

What's in a name?

As I have aged (Yah, I know, I'm only 25... but spare me until you read the rest!) I have found different qualities in men more attractive. For instance, I remember a time when I thought nicknames/abbreviated names were so hot. (TJ, Matt, etc.) These days I find myself thinking guys with full names are much sexier - and more sophisticated.

For instance, I would rather call a Steven by that instead of Steve. Or I'd rather call a Thomas that instead of Tom. I dunno - it's just one of those things.

I always said that I wanted to name a boy of mine Tobias and call him Toby. But then again - would girls find that attractive? or would they love to call him Tobias?

Happy Halloween!!

Ok - so I know I haven't updated in a while. A lot has been going on but I seriously have not had time to write. I turn my computer on maybe once a week. Monday - work, Tuesday - work, Wednesday - work, Thursday - work, Friday - work, Saturday - work, Sunday - work... and guess what... all over again the next week!

I've been working a lot, which is great - but I'm still trying to find a "real" job in the meantime!! I have done a lot of great networking - which is helping me, but I haven't found anything yet. Once I get to that, I'm pretty sure I'll have some 'steady' down time :)

Oy! Happy Halloween, though! I'll have to post the picture of my eiffel tower of pumpkins that won me 75 bucks for the pumpkin carving contest at the restaurant. Huzzah!