DCYF Here I Come

This week is a better week! I got a call today from the State offering me the social worker position. I got it, I got it, I got it. They asked me if I was still interested.........duh! I can't believe I will be a state employee next month! Woohoo. I don't even know what to type I'm still so shocked. Thanks to everyone who kept their fingers and toes and other body parts crossed. I owe all of my references big time. Erica you'll be getting that hot fudge covered steak in no time!

Here's to a Better Week

So last week was less than exciting. I had one of the worst weeks I could have possibly had in my entire life last week. Actually, I should say I had one of the worst days of my life. It really was one bad day that spilled over into the rest of my week. Who was at the hand of my bad week you ask. Why my MGT560 professor of course. Who else wants to ruin my life? He once again took another personal swing at me and this time succeeded. I withdrew from his class and lost an entire semester and all of my money. He is a complete and total asshole and if I could find him I would hurt him severely. After that I was working and I almost got run over by a run away car. This guy swerved into my lane, over a curb, across a lawn, and implanted his car in someone's house. After that happened I decided to call it a day. I ended my shift early and went home to hide in my bed.
This weekend was a little more exciting. I mean if you consider finding a dead body on your road excitement. Our road was closed for almost twelve hours on Saturday because a body was dumped in a field. Anthony and I went out shopping and the road adjacent to ours was closed off. We came back like seven hours later and it was still closed. I told Anthony I thought it was a crime scenes and he quickly dispelled my idea. He said it was all that ADJ nonsense. Later on our way to a party at like 8 the news was on the road. I was like I bet a body was found in that field. Again I was crazy. Well, Jenna called me the next day and was like: "hey did you see the news?" Then she told me a body was found on my road. I was right not paranoid. I guess this guy suffered blunt force trauma to his head (he was hit with something) and was dumped naked in the field face down. The crazy thing is Anthony and I were talking about how safe our part of Connecticut is the other night. Guess not! There have been like 12 murders in CT since the beginning of the year. That's way too many for me. Looks like I should be a little more careful since bodies are turning up in my neighborhood. Last month across from Jenna's house they found the dead body of a man who was shot point blank in the head. I hope this isn't a pattern
Let's hope I have a better week this week and whatever excitement comes my way isn't in the form of death.

One is the Loneliest Number

Anthony is in Virginia for a few days this week on business. I haven't spent a night alone since May. I know he has to go for work but I hate having to stay alone. I'm not afraid of being in the house by myself or anything it's just not having anyone to talk to. I guess I should take advantage of the time alone and finish up some over due homework. I'm almost done with my last module for professor jerk. He hasn't graded my paper yet though. I can't hand in this assignment until he grades my paper. I'm sure he'll give me his favorite grade (C). He should just give me my C so I can hand this paper in and get my next fabulous grade. I can't believe all this crap is from a damn elective. I know I'm gonna get a bad final grade and I'm ready to except it.
I had my second interview on Friday for the State. I thought it was going to be one person. Actually the same person that interviewed me the first time. I was wrong. It was a panel of people. They asked me about four pages worth of questions and then I was on my way. I feel like I did fairly well. Who knows though. They said they were going to make their decision within the next two weeks and I would know from there. So now it's the waiting game. I don't think I'm gonna get it though. It's too good to be true and good things usually don't happen to me. Keep your fingers crossed.
Later that night I got home and I had mail. It's odd when I get mail here because I haven't changed my address over yet. I mean I get a few things but the bulk goes to my parent's house. So.. Anthony was like you got mail today. It was junk mail which I normally throw away but I was compelled to open this piece of mail. When I opened it up there was money inside. It was only two dollars but it was real money. I was like sweet and Anthony was jealous. It was a survey from when we adopted Baxter. For taking the time to do the survey they sent me two dollars for my time. I filled it out and emailed it today. Baxter has become my new cash cow. I figured it was a sign that I was coming into money (new job) and if I didn't mail it out bad karma would ensue.

Man Jeans, Ass-Less Chaps, and Smith

So you might be wondering why the strange title.... well it's just a indicator that despite my old age I still am a wild and crazy kinda gal. A few weeks ago I was at dinner with Jenna, Toby, and Anthony and we were discussing the no shirt, no shoes, no service requirement. Me, being the smart ass that I am, brought up the idea of ass-less chaps. If I went into a place wearing ass-less chaps would I be turned away? Technically I am still wearing pants. In fact there is nothing about pants in the service agreement. Would ass-less chaps be considered a no no. I mean despite the obvious fashion faux pax. So again being me... I asked our waitress if I could wear ass-less chaps and be served. She didn't see why not I mean they are pants (ass-less none the less). She couldn't really comment either way but if it was up to her I would be allowed. I told her I would bring a towel to sit on that I wasn't a complete animal.
Next on the agenda is man jeans. Tonight I was trying on Anthony's pants for pure amusement. Yea I find it funny. He bought new jeans that were way too small for him because they were marked wrong but they looked super hot on me. The butt was too big and gave away the fact that they were men's jeans. I was talking to Robin and she kindly reminded me there is an extremely fine line between wearing your boyfriend's clothes and looking like a lesbian. Good Call! But we have decided that our new code for lesbian will be "she wears man jeans."
Rob and I are big into codes. We like having the power to talk about people right to their face without them knowing. We used to refer to someone's boyfriend as Smith. When she was around we could still talk about how ugly and gross Smith was right in front of her. It really made life easier. Except however when you f-up in front of that person. For example one day he called for her and Robin being the responsible person she is gave her the message. Only she did so like this: "Paula* Smith errrrrr John* called for you this afternoon." * indicates all names have been changed to protect Me and Robin's shallow bitchness. I know this is really wrong and mean but hey at least we're doing it to people's faces. ERRR kind of.

I stole this from Erica who stole it from Annie

This is completely true and I couldn't stop laughing while I marveled at how true it really is!

Anybody under the age of 16 should not take this quiz. ;D Just 'cuz you were born in '92 doesn't mean you're a 90's kid. It's not like you could remember the original Simpsons.You know you're a 90's kid if...

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"
You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"
You've worn skorts and felt stylish
You yearned to be part of the Baby-Sitters club
You use to love playing with your MY Little Pet Shop
You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How Rude!" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"
You remember when it was actually worth getting up earlyon a Saturday to watch cartoons.
You wore a ponytail on the side of your head and had fluffed bangs
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.
You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in kindergarten
You remember reading "Goosebumps"
You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"
You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
You remember the craze then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...
You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.
You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up"
You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates
You never got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide
You wore socks over leggings scrunched down
" Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back" SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS ELEPHANTS ELEPHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCE"he jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didn't come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stumbed he's toe oe oe and that's the end end end of the elephants show ow ow
You remember boom boxes vs. cd players
You knew what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare"
You remember Alf, the little brown alien from Melmac and Vicki the Robot from "MY Little Wonder"
You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool
You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"
You played and or collected "Pogs"
You used to pretend to be a MIGHTY MORPHIN Power Ranger and you owned a Skip It
You had at least one GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere
You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles
All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.(pencils.notebooks.binders.etc.)
You used to wear those stick on earrings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.
You remember a time before the WB.
You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"
You thought it would be so cool to be Alex Mack.
You know the Macarena by heart...LOL
"Talk to the hand" ... enough said
You thought Brain would finally take over the world



This is my entire childhood..........

Things to Love and Hate

So I thought instead of writing about my weekend and the usual things I would talk about the things I love and the things I hate. I know that this post is probably as exciting to you as watching paint dry but oh well. Let's start with the lighter things.

The Things I Love:
-A freshly made bed complete with clean sheets
-The smell of snow in the air (yes snow has a smell)
- Thunder and Lightening Storms (the intense ones not small ones)
-Hurricanes
-Summer
-The new car smell
- Roses
-Being scared (the kind of scared you get from rollercoasters etc)
-The smell of the ocean (even though I won't swim in it)
-Knowing things are complete
-Making lists and then rewriting them to make them perfect
-Going to sleep happy
-Being able to sleep in and wake up slowly
-The smell of burnt matches
-About a million other things-

The Things I Hate:
-Bad Driving Conditions
-Feeling overwhelmed
-People who are obsessed with money and whose lives are controlled by it
-Bad drivers
-Telemarketers
-Being cutoff by people in stores (especially when they don't say excuse me) or being cut in line
-Spiders
-Parents who abuse their children in public
-Being cold
-When t.v. shows are interrupted by sports or news or pretty much anything
-People who are always late
-People who litter
-Insomnia
-A messy house
-A zillion and one other things-


Well that's the abbreviated version of all my likes and dislikes. I'm sure one day there will be a part two because there are so many of each to list. I'm off to bed dreaming of snowy nights so I don't have to work tomorrow! I know one of my dislikes was bad weather conditions and being cold but...I wouldn't mind a surprise snow day. :)

Phase Two!

Alright I know I said I wasn't going to get all excited about the prospect of working for the state but I lied. Today I got a call back from them to go in for phase two of the interview process. The interview I had on Monday was an initial screening interview to make sure I wasn't a wacko. (looks like I fooled them) The interviewer told me if they were interested I would get a call back for another interview. I'm sure it helped that I was cool as a cucumber (I've never understood that saying) during the interview. I used my best interview skills and even remained calm during the writing sample test they gave me. I tried not to make my answers sound to scripted like "I want to be a social worker to save the world. Let's hold hands and skip through the streets saving the less fourtunate." Although I'm sure that would have gained me some points. LOL! Wish me luck or in Robin's case reverse luck.
So my new favorite show is NEXT on MTV. It's this dating show that hooks you in like an info-mericial. There is one dater and 5 dates and the dater can either stay on the date or NEXT them and get a new date. Anyway it's not so much a good show but a funny show. I like the ones where the constants are gay guys because they are hilarious. It's funny to see men get all bitchy about little stuff. Their comments are always so funny like when they get dumped.
Other than next and the prospect of a new job my life is pretty much the same. I'm still procrastinating homework and laying around the house. I've been going to bootcamp religiously and am definitely feeling the burn. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

Is That a Light I See?

I finished my third module for my jerkus professor today. Despite all the effort and procrastination I put into this I'm sure he'll give me a bad grade. He is after all infamous for his grading abilities. I can't wait for this class to end. It could be over by now but due to well me slacking, I am sure I have prolonged it far longer then it should be. I have however done one module twice which means I could be done by now. The last module seems to be a little confusing but I haven't really looked too much into it since I just finished the third one. I still have to proof it and submit it but it is finally done. It was only a 15 page paper but it took me about ten million years to finish it. It shouldn't have since I just finished my ground breaking 55 page final for research methods. I have paper burn out and it will only get worse. Have I mentioned recently that I absolutely hate grad school.
My job interview is tomorrow and surprisingly I am not nervous. I mean it's a pretty big deal but I am very calm about it. I'm not actually counting on getting the job and therefore my hopes are extremely high. Don't get me wrong by any means I would totally love to have this job. In fact it's the opportunity of a life time. But this is the first time I've ever had an interview for a job I don't really remember applying for. LOL. If I don't get this job it won't be the end of the world. I love my current job so if for some reason I don't get it then I will just slep back to my job. I do however realize that I cannot do this job forever and upon my graduation will have to get a better means of employment. I'm only working 25 hours a week. Adults do not work part time jobs. This state job would really be a great boost for my morale and my wallet. Not to mention the fact that it will save me from looking for an adult job come May. Wish me luck cause you can never have too much of it.
Other then the regular shit that goes on in my everyday life the is nothing too great to update. Hopefully after tomorrow I can update about my exciting new job!

Long Days....

So I'm still procrastinating life. I've been so tired lately because of work and school. I'm spreading myself thin. I wish that actually meant I was getting thinner as I worked. No such luck. I'm officially back to the gym now that I have a minute to breathe I suppose I should exercise. What's a little heavy breathing now and again. My gym is starting a New Years bootcamp. Guess who joined? Yup me again. I'm such a sucker for for punishment. The prize for the "biggest loser" after two months is a trip to the Red Door Spa for the day (oh la la) and 3 month membership to the gym. Three months doesn't sound like a whole hell of a lot but considering what I pay a month to go there it's definitely a perk. I don't care if I actually win, which is odd since I'm extremely competitive by nature, I'm already getting the perks of a kick ass workout. But alas I am exhausted from life and the intense workout I had today.

It's been a while since I've updated this thing. I've been slacking lately when it comes to posting. I've been slacking lately in generally I guess. I still have to write a 15 page paper for one of my classes and have zero pages done. It's amazing how well I have managed to hone he art of procrastination. There are so many other things I could be doing with my time like... sleeping. I have all day tomorrow off which is when I plan to conquer this massive paper. I did all of my housework tonight so I couldn't procrastinate homework with laundry. It's pretty bad when instead of homework I welcome the idea of cleaning. This class is almost over I just need to get my ass in gear. It's self paced so I'm the only thing holding me back as usual. One day I'll manage to stop procrastinating and just get things done. Until then I'll just keep on keepin' on.