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Monday, December 7, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
John 14:13
There's this guy - some might call him a bum - who stands on the corner of 96th and Allisonville (right across the street from Riverwood), begging for money with a sign that reads "Family Facing Eviction: Anything Helps". He's out there every month. The first time I saw him, I felt a little bad, but also laughed to myself (imagine an evil laugh) because I could have easily been evicting him. And unfortunately, due to the nature of my job, I have very little sympathy for people who don't/can't pay their rent. I know that is terrible, but it's true. Well now, the guy's out there every month, which only makes me like him less. I imagine he does pretty well on that corner. Just takes him a couple days to make all of his rent money. Not a bad gig, if you think about it. Actually, when you think about it that way, I've got a couple residents I'm going to send out there. Now the guy's out there again (he's probably cleaning up with all the holiday traffic). He even looks a little bit like Santa Claus which is definitely not hurting his cause. So today I find out that not only is he jolly, but he's also spreading the word of God. Apparently, the man is passing out homemade worry stones (or rocks). The man is obviously stealing smooth landscaping rocks from the apartment community that he owes money to, and writing bible verses on them. He's passing these out to people who give him money. Now that's a classy bum!
Shondell Out!
Shondell Out!
Thursday, December 3, 2009
The 3 B's
During Sorority Rush, there were three things we were not allowed to talk about with the rushees. We referred to those as the 3 B's. They were Boys, Booze, and I can't think of the third one. For today, I'm going with boobs. Boys, Booze and Boobs. You'll see why momentarily.
Let's start with boys. They suck. I know this is cliche so I'll keep it brief, but it's true. Even the nice ones are a-holes inside. They can't help it. It's in their DNA or something. Just look at Tiger. If Tiger can cheat on his wife than there's nobody out there who doesn't have that in them. Men in relationships are constantly fighting against their natural urge to be unfaithful. I do not have scientific evidence to back this up...just personal observations. It's hard to fault men for this because I truly believe it is hard-wired in them to be this way. So really we should be rewarding them every time they don't act on these impulses. Now I am digressing because this is not my current man matter. Every issue we as women have with men comes down to this one simple truth. So I'm dating or whatever sort of. And some people in my life like my mother and therapist are concerned that I will avoid going out at all because of my fear of getting hurt and end up holed up for the rest of my life. Well, that may be a little dramatic, but you get the gist. I just need to trust my instincts and not let anybody else convince me otherwise. Nothing really to report on this front which is fine. Moving on.
I have nothing to say about booze, but seeing as how I could only remember two of the three B's, I couldn't leave one of them out.
No, I am not taking advantage of this blog as an avenue to remind you all that I have perfect breasts. Oh look, I went ahead and did it anyway! Anyway, I'm currently in a debate with myself about breast health. This began when my sister called with a story (that I will not share here) which led to her informing me that we should be going braless as much as possible because wearing a bra can increase your risk of breast cancer. Apparently this was on Oprah, which obviously makes it true. I had never heard this before, but I had heard that wearing a bra more - specifically to sleep in was good to maintain breast perkiness. Charina at work (I like to roll the r when I pronounce her name, especially in my head because I can't really roll my r's out loud) has told me that her mother always told her to always wear a bra for this reason. Charina herself is pretty petite, but she claims that her mother is in her 60s and has shockingly perky breasts. So I'm torn. If anybody has any further insight on this bra vs. no bra debate, I would appreciate it.
Same thing on the 3rd B...Let me know if you remember what it was.
Let's start with boys. They suck. I know this is cliche so I'll keep it brief, but it's true. Even the nice ones are a-holes inside. They can't help it. It's in their DNA or something. Just look at Tiger. If Tiger can cheat on his wife than there's nobody out there who doesn't have that in them. Men in relationships are constantly fighting against their natural urge to be unfaithful. I do not have scientific evidence to back this up...just personal observations. It's hard to fault men for this because I truly believe it is hard-wired in them to be this way. So really we should be rewarding them every time they don't act on these impulses. Now I am digressing because this is not my current man matter. Every issue we as women have with men comes down to this one simple truth. So I'm dating or whatever sort of. And some people in my life like my mother and therapist are concerned that I will avoid going out at all because of my fear of getting hurt and end up holed up for the rest of my life. Well, that may be a little dramatic, but you get the gist. I just need to trust my instincts and not let anybody else convince me otherwise. Nothing really to report on this front which is fine. Moving on.
I have nothing to say about booze, but seeing as how I could only remember two of the three B's, I couldn't leave one of them out.
No, I am not taking advantage of this blog as an avenue to remind you all that I have perfect breasts. Oh look, I went ahead and did it anyway! Anyway, I'm currently in a debate with myself about breast health. This began when my sister called with a story (that I will not share here) which led to her informing me that we should be going braless as much as possible because wearing a bra can increase your risk of breast cancer. Apparently this was on Oprah, which obviously makes it true. I had never heard this before, but I had heard that wearing a bra more - specifically to sleep in was good to maintain breast perkiness. Charina at work (I like to roll the r when I pronounce her name, especially in my head because I can't really roll my r's out loud) has told me that her mother always told her to always wear a bra for this reason. Charina herself is pretty petite, but she claims that her mother is in her 60s and has shockingly perky breasts. So I'm torn. If anybody has any further insight on this bra vs. no bra debate, I would appreciate it.
Same thing on the 3rd B...Let me know if you remember what it was.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
A Proclamation
This is the last year that I work a holiday weekend. This is miserable. I hate having to work when nobody else has to. It's the worst so I'm saying outloud that I will do everything in my power to prevent this from happening again.
I hope the rest of you are enjoying your long Thanksgiving weekend. Maybe stop posting about it on the facebook though, Ash. It just makes me sad.
I hope the rest of you are enjoying your long Thanksgiving weekend. Maybe stop posting about it on the facebook though, Ash. It just makes me sad.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Perfectly Lonely
I'm completely obsessed with John Mayer's newest album, Battle Studies. I love it. It's great.You should listen to it. I can burn it for you if you want. Just let me know. I have about five favorites, but the song I stole the title from is track 10. John just totally gets me. I am perfectly lonely. "Cause I don't belong to anyone and nobody belongs to me" I like the title as much as any other lyric in the song, though. It says what I'm feeling better than I can express it any other way. Yes, I'm alone, but I'm pretty good with that right now. Not to say that I'll feel that way forever, because we all know I want the white picket fence and the happily ever after, but right now as I type this, I am perfectly lonely.
Now that being said, I am dabbling in the world of dating which definitely sounds a lot more fun than it really is. I've got a couple guys I've been talking to, but nothing serious obviously. And I've been primarily meeting these guys online (which despite anyone's best efforts still carries a stigma) The rules are different when you "meet" somebody on a dating site. There's no real obligation to call. It's not like a friend of a friend where your friend is going to call their friend and check up to see how the date went. If you don't like somebody, you just don't call back. At least that's what I've found and done. Now that I think about it, maybe that's just a precedent that I'm setting. But the whole thing's a lot of work and I certainly don't have the time to let every guy I don't like down gently. On top of that...it's like you can jump in and out of this thing whenever you want. I had a guy call me like 3 weeks ago then say he'd call me later that day, he never called, then he texts me the other day - literally 3 weeks after he was supposed to call me. And I guess this is acceptable behavior in this situation. I don't know. I wasn't super attached after the first round of text messaging a few weeks back so I wasn't crushed when I didn't hear from him. Actually, my favorite thing about him right now is the fact that his name is Jesse and I think it'd be fun to be Jesse's Girl. I've had a renewed love of that song ever since Rick Springfield guest starred on Californication a few weeks ago. If you get Showtime, watch it on demand. Very funny. So he's got the name thing going for him, but so far that's about it. Oh and there's a lot of e-mailing/texting involved in this online dating game so you really have to be on it. I really need somebody that can hold their own in a witty e-mail exchange. And grammar counts. I can't stand when people e-mail me and make grammatical and/or spelling errors. I totally judge for that so take the time and run a spell check before you hit send. All in all the whole thing's exhausting and so far not worth it, but ya never know. As always, I'll keep you posted.
Now that being said, I am dabbling in the world of dating which definitely sounds a lot more fun than it really is. I've got a couple guys I've been talking to, but nothing serious obviously. And I've been primarily meeting these guys online (which despite anyone's best efforts still carries a stigma) The rules are different when you "meet" somebody on a dating site. There's no real obligation to call. It's not like a friend of a friend where your friend is going to call their friend and check up to see how the date went. If you don't like somebody, you just don't call back. At least that's what I've found and done. Now that I think about it, maybe that's just a precedent that I'm setting. But the whole thing's a lot of work and I certainly don't have the time to let every guy I don't like down gently. On top of that...it's like you can jump in and out of this thing whenever you want. I had a guy call me like 3 weeks ago then say he'd call me later that day, he never called, then he texts me the other day - literally 3 weeks after he was supposed to call me. And I guess this is acceptable behavior in this situation. I don't know. I wasn't super attached after the first round of text messaging a few weeks back so I wasn't crushed when I didn't hear from him. Actually, my favorite thing about him right now is the fact that his name is Jesse and I think it'd be fun to be Jesse's Girl. I've had a renewed love of that song ever since Rick Springfield guest starred on Californication a few weeks ago. If you get Showtime, watch it on demand. Very funny. So he's got the name thing going for him, but so far that's about it. Oh and there's a lot of e-mailing/texting involved in this online dating game so you really have to be on it. I really need somebody that can hold their own in a witty e-mail exchange. And grammar counts. I can't stand when people e-mail me and make grammatical and/or spelling errors. I totally judge for that so take the time and run a spell check before you hit send. All in all the whole thing's exhausting and so far not worth it, but ya never know. As always, I'll keep you posted.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Team Edward
I figure, if you're gonna be a loser, go all in. And that's what we're doing. Ashlee and I will be seeing New Moon at midnight tonight and we are very excited about it. She wanted a t-shirt so I had to make us both shirts and they turned out so cute that I'm actually excited to wear it.You should know that I individually placed each of those 'rhinestones'. That is dedication.
Now, clearly, I'm on Team Edward, which leaves Ashlee to be on Team Jacob. This really shouldn't surprise anyone. Jacob is sweet and sensitive and would never hurt Bella while Edward is smooth and sexy and badass. (Spoiler Alert!)While I like Jacob,I don't understand rooting for the losing team. We read the books, we know how it ends! Anyway, I'm excited and I don't care how lame it is.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Weekend Update
I don't really have any stories, but I haven't written this week so I'm writing something. Anything. I haven't decided yet. Just writing. Well, I might write something funny later, but for now here's an update. I'm at work. Got in this morning and realized I was wearing blue tights instead of black. Why do I even own blue tights?!? Fortunately, I live 50 feet away so I ran home and changed. Then we discovered that two apartments were broken into. Someone kicked the doors in. Why do people do this? They took one lady's "big screen TV" (I don't really know what she meant by that and I'm kind of curious to be honest - was it a flat screen? how big? old school big screen? I'm just curious) They didn't take anything from the other guy. He told me he didn't have a big screen so that must be why. Neither of them had renter's insurance so this is your friendly reminder to get renter's insurance if you are renting an apartment. It's cheap and so worth it if anything ever happened! So that's my day so far. The good news is that I'm off this weekend - WOO HOO! - so I just need to get through today.
Generally speaking, I've been really happy lately. Nothing has really changed that I'm aware of, but from day to day I'm just really happy. So I thought I'd share in case anyone out there is still worried about me. The cool part about this is that I'm not happy because of some guy or even some great new job. (That all still sucks)I'm just happy with me. So basically I rock and can now do anything. Speaking of, I've been busy lately. I decided I'm going to start working on a novel. I like to write and having been throwing around ideas in my head and in my journal for a while so I'm going to actually put pen to paper as they say. My mother, however, thinks I should write a self-help divorce book as she believes that would be more profitable (it's doubtful that anything I write will be profitable, but not for lack of awesomeness) so I'm working on that, too. It's like a fun spin on a depressing divorce book. I'll keep you posted on my progress. On top of the books, I've decided become a life coach. I don't really know if you can do that legally without a license, but I'm looking into it. I just spend a lot of my time cheering people up and telling them how to live their lives more successfully (for the privacy of my clients, I cannot share their personal information) and I've decided I'm good at telling people what to do (insert mean joke here) and people do that for a living so it's something I'm considering.
Shondell Out
Generally speaking, I've been really happy lately. Nothing has really changed that I'm aware of, but from day to day I'm just really happy. So I thought I'd share in case anyone out there is still worried about me. The cool part about this is that I'm not happy because of some guy or even some great new job. (That all still sucks)I'm just happy with me. So basically I rock and can now do anything. Speaking of, I've been busy lately. I decided I'm going to start working on a novel. I like to write and having been throwing around ideas in my head and in my journal for a while so I'm going to actually put pen to paper as they say. My mother, however, thinks I should write a self-help divorce book as she believes that would be more profitable (it's doubtful that anything I write will be profitable, but not for lack of awesomeness) so I'm working on that, too. It's like a fun spin on a depressing divorce book. I'll keep you posted on my progress. On top of the books, I've decided become a life coach. I don't really know if you can do that legally without a license, but I'm looking into it. I just spend a lot of my time cheering people up and telling them how to live their lives more successfully (for the privacy of my clients, I cannot share their personal information) and I've decided I'm good at telling people what to do (insert mean joke here) and people do that for a living so it's something I'm considering.
Shondell Out
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