Ever try to spell out a word and totally say the wrong thing? I was trying to spell out a word the other day for a customer and I’m like “R as in radar, i as in eyeball”….I heard snickers and I looked at my coworker who was doubled over in laughter and realized what I said. So I started over so I’m like “r as in radar, i as in, uh,” and I hear whipsers from my coworkers “Jamie! say igloo! I as in igloo!” man I felt like an ass. I can say something else for a word, like A as in alpha, c as in cat, e as in elephent, x as in xray, wtf couldn’t I think of something for i?!

So, last night was really hard for me. I swear like once a month I’m so overcome with being alone and not having a significant other. Part of me thinks that maybe it’s a sign that I should put myself out there, and other parts of me feel like I’m being “needy” as in I “need” someone to make me happy and I know that I don’t. It would just be nice to finally have some kind of manly attention, that’s all. I am doing so well, I’ve got A’s in both my English and Math courses, I’m losing weight, I’m doing so many positive, life changing things and I just kind of wish someone else would see it too, you know? What the heck is with me saying “you know?” Maybe it’s the yankee in me.

Tomorrow I’ve got to go to a babyshower for one of my coworkers. She’s such a tiny thing and 8 months pregnant. I wish I could be that thin unpregnant. It’s going to be so hard without her there this Fall/Winter as it’s open enrollment and people have already started calling asking what their deductibles and copays would be, plus add it all onto our normal everyday tasks and its frustrating! But well worth what I get paid. I swear if I have to hear one of them call me “kiddo” one more time I might just throw paperclips at her head. I am twenty-five years old and I am not a child. I am naiive, kind-hearted and see the world through rose colored glasses, but I am not a “kiddo,” I find that word choice to be poor taste and very condescending. And to the lady at the 7-11 where I get my coffee, I am “Miss.,” not “Ma’am.” Thankyouverymuch.

Recently my comments have been spammed with advertisements (guess my Google pagerank must’ve gone up!) and just a word to advertisers who have suddenly found my blog and think posting comments are awesome: If you want to use my comment section to advertise pay me, I won’t approve your comment unless you cough up the cash. Call me a gold digger, but this is my site and I pay for it and I’m not lending space out to you unless you pay me. I’m not talking about posting a whole post with drug names or stupid stuff, I’m talking like honest, real people who need to advertise their stuff.

This past week was both an incredible challenge and really busy. Like I wrote earlier in the week, I did miss half of NCIS because of the tape’s error. I wound up watching it (again) on CBS.com, which turned out to be okay because then I can let my bird out of his cage during that time so I can still supervise him. He enjoyed the outside time, and I enjoyed the hotness that is Mark Harmon and Michael Weatherly. Now, I have gotten some emails about how I am obsessed with this show, and I would like to point out that some are addicted to House, othes are addicted to Law and Order - NCIS is just my show of choice.

My English Comp class was incredibly stupid. The more I attend this class, the more I really dislike the Professor. I wish she would teach! Most of the stuff she talks about can be wrapped up in about 30 minutes, which is perfectly fine with me - but it takes her an hour to get to that topic because she is constantly talking back and forth with a student…as in cracking jokes, laughing etc. It’s like the other people in the class are not even there. After class I had showed her what I was working on for my descriptive essay. She said that it was strongly worded, but it was just the skeleton and I needed to explain how people get over-medicated, why they get over-medicated not in the direction I was going. I just could not wrap my head around that idea and could not twist the paper around to bring it to the angle that she wanted. I decided that I’ll use this idea as my argumentative/persuasive essay/research paper and as the debate at the end of the class. Instead I chose another topic which I was thoroughly able to explain, both it’s history and different aspects of things. I feel that this is a strong paper and am hoping my grade will reflect that.

I also got my math test results back and I’m disappointed. I only got a 95 on this test and I think I could have done better. That’s what I get for spending a little more time on the computer instead of working on my homework. That’s a bad sign, because it means that I’m comfortable just enough to slack off but still course on by the skin of my teeth. I have never (ever) had a 100 on my tests except on that first test and I know someone will comment that a 95 is still awesome but in all honesty, it’s really not. I could have done better and on this next chapter I’ll turn off my computer while I’m working on my homework so I will not be tempted. I seriously want to make the Deans list. And I think that by pushing myself to succeed it will only look that much better on my future resumé.

Yesterday was my twenty-fifth birthday. It was very low-key and I guess I’m at that point in my life where I’m like “who cares? I’ll have another one next year.” I wound up going out to the mall with my Sister and Brother-In-Law where we watched the stupidity of people and escalators. Seriously? A man on a walker went down the escalator, a woman holding a stroller (yes! seriously!) and a woman walking up the down escalator with a tiny baby in her arms. I got a new shirt from NY&Co and enjoyed a pretzel from Aunt Annies (yummy!) My Mother made her most hated meal for me (to prepare, not eat) - Stuffed Cabbage. It was so good! I was very tired because I couldn’t sleep the night before so I was very low-key, which was also okay.

Other than that, my week was hectic (with work) and it on a good note and right now I just feel like taking a nap.

Either that or my VCR hates me. Last week (the first episode of the new season), my VCR wasn’t hooked up right (there was a wire loose)….and this week the tape that I used in the VCR didn’t record the whole thing. It was a 2 hour tape and only taped about 32 minutes of the show before it ran out of tape. You have got to be freaking kidding me…right? Is the universe playing some kind of cruel joke on me or something?

UGH. CBS.com, I will be at your service tomorrow.

So, I think it took me an entire day to figure out what the next topic I was going to use for my essay. I first started out with Emotional Abuse and really didn’t think I could put enough of an unbiased spin on it to actually complete it the way it should have been. Which leads me to the actual topic. “Under The Influence: The Over-Medicated Nation.” Ah HA, by golly, I think I’ve got it - heh. I’ve got to start working on that though. Can I really come up with four pages of Pharmaceutical rip-offs? Oh hell yes, I know I can! Trust me, if I could rub my hands together and give shifty eyes, I would. I swear, if I hear one more person tell me that they “lost” their narcotic, I just might land in the nut-house. This happened a lot at retail and we just sent them on their way, I don’t see as much of it on the insurance end of it, but seriously, people. Get serious, just fess up and tell me that you took more than you should.

I spent the majority of my evening doing my math homework and I think I just died a little inside. One of those questions was like, “If a falcon dives five times faster than a pheasant flies….” Turns out the equation was like 5x + x = 222 or something and we had to find out what the mph on the falcon and the pheasant were. Tomorrow I have to do the actual test (because that’s the only thing that’s graded), I’m not really looking forward to that, I’d really like to get to the mall!

It’s been so nice here lately - as evident by that photo. That was taken on the sidelight of my parents front door Thursday morning. I was wearing my Mutts pajama pants and my old “Just Ride” t-shirt and did not feel like going outside to take it.

And, in other news, I talked to a dog breeder the other night (the breed I am not saying for fear that some of those naysayers will slander me). I explained that I was not looking for a [dog] anytime in the near future, but was looking at sometime after I graduate from College. I explained (truthfully) about the situation with Keegan and said that the reason I was waiting to buy was to make sure I was financially stable enough. [They] replied that it sounded like I did what I could at the time and if anyone should be ashamed, it should be [X] and that when the time is right I would be more than welcome to [their breed]. Dude, I have waited for that moment since I was five. I don’t think I’ve mentioned this breed anywhere or to anyone, so it will come as a surprise to a select few. It is not a Greyhound nor a Labrador. I figured why spend the same amount of money and get my second (or third) choice? And yeah, I might be going on twenty-five, but you know what? I’m entitled to look for something to make me happy. Holy S—. Five years from now I’ll be Thirty. When the hell did age creap up on me?

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I’m down to the next set of points that I need to watch for but somehow I’ve managed to either lose my book or left it at work - which is neither productive nor makes me happy. Though I am extremely happy that I’ve lost another 2 pounds - because honestly, those two pounds have been haunting me for the last six months - it seemed I could never get below that one weight and now here I am! I promised my Father I would either help him or weed the other half of the yard by myself. It’s only the planters that needed to be weeded as they have a lawn guy and someone who sprays for insects and weeds - but they just don’t spray the planters! I also did a half mile on the tread mill and am hoping tonight to do a mile and a half. But eh, it’s Saturday (and the first one in 3 weeks I don’t have ginormous amounts of homework due!)

Speaking of school, I’m so annoyed with my English Comp professor. It’s not that she’s a bad one, it’s just that she constantly either sends us home well ahead of time (this class is supposed to be from 7 - 9:40p - and I normally get home about 7:50 or 8:00p) or is too busy talking to the just out of high school I’m so cool kids. She’s an incredibly great professor when she actually teaches. She’s nothing like the other English Professor I had when I first got into college right out of high school. I just wish that we’d spend more time in class learning, rather than coming home and finding my inbox full on the schools website from her saying that these things needed to be done for next class.

Food find for the week, Publix brand Chicken Salad - extra yummy on honey wheat bread

On Tuesday the girls in my office and I started Weight Watchers. I was very excited but I found that I had been eating less than my daily allotment of points beforehand and I feel gross eating more now (kind of seems counter-productive, if you ask me). Though I’m only 2 pounds from being 2 points less a day, I still can’t manage to eat all those damn points a day! One of those coworkers and I went to the gym tonight and I am bushed. I didn’t feel like going anyway because I’m so freaking tired! I don’t know what is wrong with me! (though part of me says I’m just not eating enough - and I do need to listen to my points, lol). And I’m at a horrible stage in my weight loss because the first thing I lose is my chubby face, so my cheeks are a little hollowed out and under my eyes is hollowed out and I feel ugly. Add to that fact that my undereyes are completely purple from lack of sleep - and it makes me feel ten times worse!!

I also was going to work on a little bit of my novel tonight but I am just beat. I was also thinking of changing it from first person to third person but am not too sure. Does anyone have a preference of either of them? I personally prefer third person so I don’t know why I decided to write this in the other form. And I’m happy because I am exactly at 10,000 words (which is a first for me!)

I had so much more to write but am too tired to do so - I’m going to try to catch some early shut eye.