Wonted

Ryan saw this in Ebensburg about a week and a half ago. Hilarious.

Nobody's Poet

My evening, paraphrased:

Ryan: (singing) If you like pina coladas ...

Me: Huh?

Ryan: (still singing) ... pina coladas

Me: That's a terrible song ... about cheaters ... like that stupid Hinder song.

Ryan: Blah blah blah Hinder sux blah blah blah total suckage.

Me: I know, totally, but seriously ... that song is TOTALLY about cheaters. CHEATERS! The guy takes out an ad in the paper because he's sick of her; she takes out an ad because she's sick of him. Then they totally answer eachother's ads. Hello -- cheaters! Then they just laugh and get drunk and do it.

**uncontrollable laughter***

Ryan: Get drunk and do it?

Me: When, really, they should be like, "W-T-F? See you later ... but like C-U-L-eight-er ... with an eight. ... Seriously, WTF?

Ryan: ...

**uncontrollable laughter, snorting, and crying**

End scene.

Personality

Source: Toothpaste for Dinner

Exactly.

Resignation

After the week from hell that I had last week, I am grateful for a new week.

Last week, I resigned to the fact that I don't play well with others. I won't go into detail, but let's just say that I had a terrible week that I hope to never repeat again. I also think that last week will probably result in it being suspected that I have an "attitude problem", when, in actuality, it's not an attitude problem. It's me trying to get things done well and done properly within a reasonable time frame. And it's me being an adult and not a "kiddo." (I'm 25, not 5. Unless you are over the age of 70, you are one of my parents, or you are one of my aunts or uncles, you are not allowed to call me kiddo. I don't call you old lady/man, now do I? Of course not, it's innapropriate.) And it's me standing up against someone that probably has never had to deal with someone that doesn't let people walk all over her and doesn't let stupid, illogical things continue to happen. Solution: The wheels have been set in motion. Here's to hoping that the results will be positive.

Last week, I resigned to the fact that if I eat anything containing wheat gluten, I'm rendered useless for the next hour or two while my body becomes bloated, gassy, nauseated, itchy, and pretty much "gross feeling". I went for my wheat gluten allergy test on Thursday. While it can come back negative, that won't mean much of anything though. Negative doesn't necessarily mean negative, but positive definitely means positive. So, yeah, it's not definitive. Either way, I'm pretty sure that people don't feel like this every single time they eat. Solution: I stopped eating wheat gluten and yeast; now I feel a million times better. I think I feel ... normal.

Last week, I resigned to the fact that my mouth is expensive. My dental work (a.k.a. surprise root canal and porcelain crown) were not covered by my dental insurance because I haven't worked at my company for a year yet. My "dental agenda" with my dentist was also kind of rushed, so things are happening a little quicker than I had planned, which means I'm paying for things earlier than I had planned. I'm done with dental work until it's the new benefit period with my insurance. I'm crossing my fingers, and eating only soft foods until then. Solution: I set up a budget/debt reduction plan to pay everything off as quickly as possible. I think I'm comfortable with it.

The week ahead will be another whirlwind of working late to meet a deadline, writing articles for approval, and then going to a friend's wedding on Saturday.

Can it be September? Please?