So my morning off was fantastic. Lucinda and I went shopping, something I haven't done for a while now. I got myself some new novels which was good, considering I've almost re-read though my entire collection. I've only got a few more minutes before I have to head off for work. Again. I'm sure if I had a stalker it wouldn't even take them a week to get my schedule down, that's how repetitive I am. I should really do something about that...
Maybe I'll drive a different way to work.
Yeah, no, I really can't be bothered doing that.
Well, I'll be late if I don't leave now.
Until next time fellow bloggers.
-Jo
May 27, 2010
May 26, 2010
When life attacks.
So, you may or may not have noticed that I've been absent the past few days. Let's just say that life decided I had too much spare time on my hands and insisted of throwing everything it had at me.
When I left you last it was to take part in and 'emergency girls night' to help cheer up Rita after her boyfriend of almost a year broke up with her. It was both a success and a horrible idea. It started off alright, a horribly cheesy romance movie, hot pizza and wine making quite the relaxing combo. Things didn't get crazy until the second bottle of wine and Lucinda's bright idea to cook something. Against my better judgement I let both Lucy and Rita into the kitchen when they promptly managed to set a tea towel on fire and leave a number of scorch marks on the bench. Thankfully I was sober enough to prevent them burning down the entire kitchen.
On the plus side, we were able to keep Rita from thinking about Darren for the entire night.
Work was okay for the next couple of days until Darren showed up. He walked me to give Rita a message from him. Apparently she wouldn't answer any of his calls and he wanted to let her know that he regretted breaking it off with her. He wouldn't leave me alone until I promised to at least try and get Rita to talk to him. My boss was pretty pissed about that, telling me to keep my personal issues at home. I figured she wouldn't see the humour if I told her he wasn't my issue.
Apparently Rita's talking to him again now. I know because he came in the next day to let me know how grateful he was. I wish he could have shown his gratitude by maybe leaving me alone while I'm at work.
Speaking of work, I get tomorrow morning off. Usually I only work during the day but Friday's we are open late and my boss bribed me with the morning off to get me to work late afternoon until closing. I don't mind that much, having the morning off gives me time to do all the other things I don't have time to do during the rest of the week.
Well, I think I'll turn in early tonight so I don't sleep in tomorrow. I want to make the most of my half day off.
-Jo
When I left you last it was to take part in and 'emergency girls night' to help cheer up Rita after her boyfriend of almost a year broke up with her. It was both a success and a horrible idea. It started off alright, a horribly cheesy romance movie, hot pizza and wine making quite the relaxing combo. Things didn't get crazy until the second bottle of wine and Lucinda's bright idea to cook something. Against my better judgement I let both Lucy and Rita into the kitchen when they promptly managed to set a tea towel on fire and leave a number of scorch marks on the bench. Thankfully I was sober enough to prevent them burning down the entire kitchen.
On the plus side, we were able to keep Rita from thinking about Darren for the entire night.
Work was okay for the next couple of days until Darren showed up. He walked me to give Rita a message from him. Apparently she wouldn't answer any of his calls and he wanted to let her know that he regretted breaking it off with her. He wouldn't leave me alone until I promised to at least try and get Rita to talk to him. My boss was pretty pissed about that, telling me to keep my personal issues at home. I figured she wouldn't see the humour if I told her he wasn't my issue.
Apparently Rita's talking to him again now. I know because he came in the next day to let me know how grateful he was. I wish he could have shown his gratitude by maybe leaving me alone while I'm at work.
Speaking of work, I get tomorrow morning off. Usually I only work during the day but Friday's we are open late and my boss bribed me with the morning off to get me to work late afternoon until closing. I don't mind that much, having the morning off gives me time to do all the other things I don't have time to do during the rest of the week.
Well, I think I'll turn in early tonight so I don't sleep in tomorrow. I want to make the most of my half day off.
-Jo
May 21, 2010
Just another day
Lucy called me during my break at work to tell me she was calling an emergency girls night. Apparently Rita and her boyfriend broke up today and it was essential that to the healing process that I joined them for pizza and wine tonight. It was easy enough to get Madison to take the rest of my shift, I've covered for her so many times now she owes me big.
Anyway, back to Rita and her boyfriend. Normally it's not such a big deal when she looses one of her boyfriends. Before I moved in she used to have a new guy every couple of weeks, at least, that's what Lucy told me one day. We were both surprised when Darren lasted a month, even more when he was still around five months later. They were approaching a year together so when Lucy called I'll admit I was a little bit surprised.
The first thing I noticed when I walked in before was that all Darren's things that had found their way into the house were piled in a heap by the front door. Not the smartest place to leave it, I nearly tripped over it when I stepped inside. It's all part of the "cleansing process" Rita called it. I've never heard of anything like that before but went with it anyway. Who am I to make her feel any worse after the day she's already had.
Our pizza should be here soon, Lucy just finished ordering. I guess now is as good a time as any to wrap up this blog post, it's not like I've much else to say about today. Tomorrow you'll know the aftermath of our girls night. Hopefully things won't get to crazy but armed with our cheap wine and pizza I'm not going to make any guarantees.
-Jo
Anyway, back to Rita and her boyfriend. Normally it's not such a big deal when she looses one of her boyfriends. Before I moved in she used to have a new guy every couple of weeks, at least, that's what Lucy told me one day. We were both surprised when Darren lasted a month, even more when he was still around five months later. They were approaching a year together so when Lucy called I'll admit I was a little bit surprised.
The first thing I noticed when I walked in before was that all Darren's things that had found their way into the house were piled in a heap by the front door. Not the smartest place to leave it, I nearly tripped over it when I stepped inside. It's all part of the "cleansing process" Rita called it. I've never heard of anything like that before but went with it anyway. Who am I to make her feel any worse after the day she's already had.
Our pizza should be here soon, Lucy just finished ordering. I guess now is as good a time as any to wrap up this blog post, it's not like I've much else to say about today. Tomorrow you'll know the aftermath of our girls night. Hopefully things won't get to crazy but armed with our cheap wine and pizza I'm not going to make any guarantees.
-Jo
May 20, 2010
Welcome to the world of blogging
So, today my therapist told me I should start a blog to help me control my repressed feelings of rage.
Just kidding, the closest I have to a therapist is my housemate Lucinda who makes the first of every month a 'girl day' where we spend out time complaining about the injustices of our life. The day also tends to involve copious amounts of chocolate, ice-cream and romantic comedies. Could we be any more cliché?
That's not what I'm here to type about. Not today anyway. Instead I'm going to continue over the marvel that is me starting a blog. It's not something that I've ever considered until now but a small part of me hopes that out on the big wide inter web there is at least one person who cares about my day to day activities and will appreciate me sharing them. I should point out that is not an invitation for stalkers. I know some (minimal) self defence I won't stand for your creepy nonsense.
And on that lovely note I will leave you now as work is calling my name. Unlike the beliefs of some of my colleagues the coffee won't pour itself and I need some way to pay for the room Lucy so generously lets me occupy.
Until my next moment of free time,
-Jo
Just kidding, the closest I have to a therapist is my housemate Lucinda who makes the first of every month a 'girl day' where we spend out time complaining about the injustices of our life. The day also tends to involve copious amounts of chocolate, ice-cream and romantic comedies. Could we be any more cliché?
That's not what I'm here to type about. Not today anyway. Instead I'm going to continue over the marvel that is me starting a blog. It's not something that I've ever considered until now but a small part of me hopes that out on the big wide inter web there is at least one person who cares about my day to day activities and will appreciate me sharing them. I should point out that is not an invitation for stalkers. I know some (minimal) self defence I won't stand for your creepy nonsense.
And on that lovely note I will leave you now as work is calling my name. Unlike the beliefs of some of my colleagues the coffee won't pour itself and I need some way to pay for the room Lucy so generously lets me occupy.
Until my next moment of free time,
-Jo
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