My lack of originality

I apologize for two weather-related posts in the span of less than a week. I am totally ashamed of myself. I need a vacation. Not a vacation from blogging.

Sub-60 degree weather the last day in April

Come on now, this whole "let's tease Tommy with Spring/Summer" crap is getting old. Just stay warm enough. Is that too much to ask?

Homeless people with cell phones

Am I missing something here? Seriously. WTF?

People who take the elevator to the 3rd floor in my apartment

DIE.

Weathermen

Rain today? Sure sure, I'll make sure to not plan anything outdoors then ... WOW THANKS FOR RUINING MY DAY.

It didn't rain today. That's good. Although my brain was dead set on not being able to do anything nice outdoors. So now I'm stuck in rainy day mode. Thanks weatherman for putting me in this dilemma.

Hardcore kids

Seriously. Why do you want to punch people when you "dance"? When I was a young whippersnapper, moshing involved jumping into each other, you know, shoulder-to-shoulder, back-to-back, etc. And when you knocked someone over, you helped them up. Unless they were drunken assholes, but that's another story.

When did roundhouse kicks become part of the equation? When did Street Fighter and Mortal Kombat moves become as much a part of dancing as the two-step? I yearn for the simple days.

People who say they can't make a difference

I'm going to revisit this post later, but just a few things that I did today:

* Reused my paper cup for tea several times before finally throwing away
* Took one piece of paper towel to dry my hands before deciding whether or not I needed a second (always only used one)
* Turned off the water in between brushing and rinsing
* Turned off the lights in my room (OMG!!!) while in the shower this morning

It's easy. I'm not about to get all Mother Earth on you, but still.

I just realized Earth day is soon. Interesting. Mother Earth and I must in fact be on the same cycles.

Basketball

Because I will never be as good as I think I should be. I really don't know why I can't shoot better than 50 percent from beyond the 3 point line, and I have no clue why I can't dunk the ball either. Makes no sense to me.

Missing a day of posting

That annoys me more than anything. Though not really. What REALLY annoyed me yesterday was sitting in the middle seat in the back of a small sedan. After being stuck in New Jersey/New York traffic for an hour and a half on the way to my friend Josiah's wedding, my left foot was really hurting.

I made up for it by stuffing my face on filet mignon and spinach-stuffed chicken. And cake. Lots of good cake. And booze. Lots of tasty booze .

Sliders

Seriously. This post is a little delayed, but I think sliders (I'm not going to throw Whitecastle in here) are one of the biggest faux-pas in food history. Why give me so little meat with such an enormous amount of bread? And usually crappy bread at that.

Another burgerhate of mine involves those which have too much meat, making the burger too difficult to hold in your hands (if I want beef and starch with a knife and fork, I'll have steak and potatoes), but I can get past that.

Sliders are stupid. I get filled up on the blandest part of the meal. LAME.

People you don't know who touch you on the street

Seriously kid. Grabbing my arm isn't the best way to get me to buy a pack of M&M's for your youth basketball team that doesn't exist.

Sweaty Socks

Went bowling after work today to mingle with all the new faces. It was fun. I am now up to my ears in calf-length and knee-length tube socks. That is very awesome. However, it does not make up for the fact that tonight, after bowling in my Gold Toes, my feet were the clammiest of clammy.

You should have seen me attempt to put on one of the new pairs of said tube socks post-bowling. Imagine someone trying to convince me that I'm too old to go to college football games. That's what kind of a struggle it was.

My Laptop Battery

I shouldn't have to put my laptop into sleep mode before finishing up on the john. That's just silliness, in this day and age of superfluous power everywhere. Why does my laptop battery have to be so weak? Why do the gods hate me so?

Blend on Vernon Boulevard

I don't have the time right now, nor have the desire to revisit the entire experience, but Blend, a newish restaurant in Long Island City off of Vernon Boulevard, is god-awful.

Quick rundown:

* Snobby waiter
* Service took forever
* Forgot to bring our drinks
* Gave the drinks to the wrong people
* Brought me hot water without any tea bags
* I had to ask the BARTENDER to get my tea bag
* Never brought milk or sugar
* Put the side dishes on the wrong plates
* Had to ask the hostess for the toast, she brought one portion, promising to bring the next, never did
* Messed up the bill 3 times before getting it right

Did I mention that they served my mom a glass of OJ in a dirty glass with LIPSTICK on it?

Terrible place. Food sucked ass too. Crappy lunchmeat in my turkey/spinach omelette.

Unattentive Waiters/Waitresses

I think this is my codependency screaming, but I always have a problem (is it?) being too nice and overly concerned with the well-being of any service-industry employee, especially one interacting directly with me.

It doesn't make sense I know. Service industry means I pay you money and you serve me. Ideally I should be able to take it all stride, but I always feel a little bad, in a "indentured servitude really isn't that cool" sort of way. I always make an effort to clean up as much as possible prior to leaving, push unused dishes etc. to the side, you get the picture.

That being said, if you are giving me bad service, that really gets on my nerves. I drink a lot of water, don't YOU SEE HOW DEHYDRATED I ALWAYS AM can't you read my mind and always have my glass full when I need it can't you bring more bread when the basket is empty wait can't you ask me what I would like to substitute for the homefries???? I get lost in my own silly obsessions and tendencies, and all I want to do in a restaurant is zone out and let you take my worries away. Please do a better job of this. K thanks.

People who sit by themselves in a tiny restaurant

And give you a look when you try to move the other chair that they're NOT using in order to give yourself some more space. At Tea and Sympathy today, this old bat did exactly that. If mom wasn't around, I would've punched her.

Also

I'm laughing hardcore about the colon cleansing ad that's showing up at the bottom of my blog right now.

There was a mechnical bull in my office today

That's all I got. Seriously. I don't know what else to say at this point.

I also discovered today that I have a new-found respect for people who use stairmasters. Stairs kicked my ass hardcore today. That's fine, it's simply less "forced" exercise for me.

The fact that my "energy efficient" washer and dryer ...

takes about 3 times as long as "normal" washers and dryers really pisses me off actually. I can't go to bed yet because of how long the stupid dryer takes. Now, I'm going to end up passing out on my couch and wake up to a pair of wrinkled jeans. It does in fact save money on our power bill, but that's not the point. I don't know what the point is actually. I'm tired.

Integration is a bitch

I feel like I have two jobs right now. And my "old" job already felt like 2 jobs (due to my own sick work addiction, whatever). So now I really have like, 3 jobs. That's a lot of jobs.

The funny thing is, I was thinking the other day that it might be cool to work 4-5 hours two nights a week (one over the weekend) at a comic book store or record store, just to experience what it's like again to have that definite start and end to a day's work, and the feeling that comes along with that. That was a stupid thought.

When's the last time ...

That you heard the words "oh, I thought you were waiting for a massage" in your office?

That happened to me today, wandering around on one of the spaces. Accidentally found the massage room. Did I just say that?

This is definitely one those moments where one says to themselves, "Ok, you need to stop complaining about ANYTHING." I of course still complained, and felt shitty in general about many things throughout the day, but it really slaps some perspective into me.

Orientation (Assimilation) Time

First day of the Google orientation. I am now officially labeled a "Noogler", or a new Googler.

Women's Basketball ...

Women's Final Four on in the periphery. LSU vs. Tennessee. I'm dying as the announcers applaud each "fantastic pass" and "acrobatic layup".

Acrobatic layup conjures memories of my friends and I trying to pull off the guaranteed letter in HORSE back in the day. I'm talking "between the legs, 360, off of Dad's truck's bumper" type stuff. Not this.

OMFG 2 days in a row!!!!111

Ok ok, baby steps. I've now posted on consecutive days. This is a great accomplishment for me. Rarely do I do anything two days in a row. Especially something that involves a complicated process like turning on my computer and signing in to some account, and then typing things.

I wandered around Queens a bit today. Astoria specifically. Very Greek neighborhood. I was looking for foot patches, foot patches that will detoxify your disgustingly toxic body. Why? My body is toxic. At least I think it is.

I never quite made it to the vitamin man, but I realized that for the umpteenth Sunday in a row, I realized that we really need to have 3 day weekends EVERY weekend.

It's always at about the same on Sunday, usually around 4 p.m. or so, that I realize there are several things left unaccomplished from the weekend that I would really like to do. And these aren't just things on my standard "to-do" list. Those are usually crossed off/carried over in some sort of regularity, and eventually they'll get taken care of.

I realized that I don't leave myself enough time for the randomness and spontaneity of life that has always given me such joy and comfort. When did I become a Post-It note addict?

First day, one day at a time I guess

So I'm going to try and start posting daily to this blog. What will be its purpose?

• Full of opinion?
• Random observations of the world around me?
• Random observations of MY world?
  
• Glorified diary?
  
• Waste of time?

So far, I have absolutely no idea whatsoever. But I'm going to give it a shot regardless and see what comes out of it. This could be a complete disaster. In fact, I'm sure it will be.