So I Started This New Blog

I did. Don’t ask me why b/c I dunno the answer. I just wanted to write about football more I guess. Sooo if you like this blog or football or both or just wanna read a good story (I only have like 1 and a half posts so far haha) go check it out!!! Show Some Skins

It’s not really as naughty as it sounds… I named it that for the Redskins. Although I do curse a lot. And there is some skin shown on the page.

And I promise to finish my story from a few days ago later today… or tomorrow. I’m So busy at work right now. On Christmas Eve, I know, life sucks.

oops, I did it again

Why didn’t I go to bed 5 hours ago?? Whhhhhhhhy

I just noticed I can hear a clock ticking from somewhere in the office…

Strange. I have never ever noticed that before. And now it’s driving me crazy and getting louder. The clock must die.

Glad I got that off my chest. That wasn’t what I set out to blog about today at all. How easily I get distracted. Ridiculous. It’s so loud. Anyways…

I had the best weekend ever. That’s what I wanted to talk about. Stupid Mondays and their stupid clocks ruining my amazing weekend.

One of my best friends birthdays (the aforementioned Kendra) was Friday. So all the girls got all dressed up for that which I love doing and we went to Georgetown.  Gotta Love G Town. Gotta love having all pretty friends… gets a lot of attention. People wonder where our ugly friend is… we don’t have one. Not anything against ugly people at all. I love ugly people, they just aren’t in this group for some reason. And really the best part about attention from people at bars obviously is the copious amounts of free alcohol they give you (Attention= Free Booze, bet your mom didn’t teach you that).

And if you were wondering, Yes, Kendra and Daniel got back together. However, they broke up the day before her birthday because she found out he’s been cheating on her for months. And it wasn’t with me, thank God for that. Votes are still being counted on whether or not they will get back together AGAIN…

So with that poll, I need to get my ass out of the office. Sorry for barely even starting my awesome weekend story, but it’s time to Rock Band and eat soup (Monday is Soup Night )

To be continued….

The Article That’s Ruining My Life

ADD can suck a big one. Once I finally get to work in the morning and finish eating my breakfast I 1. take my ADD medicine, 2. hear my co-workers start talking about what to eat for lunch (I’m not a morning person) and 3. wait for the meds to kick in.

25 minutes later, the Adderall has definitely kicked in. Unfortunately it never seems to do what it’s supposed to do. It’s supposed to help me focus and work. Well, it does help me focus, just not on work. I find myself focused on anything but work or very focused on the fact that I have a LOT of work to do. But it never actually helps me start, work on or finish any work. This is the most stressful pattern I have ever been in.

I was in Orlando last week for a clients business conference. I was not just there to observe and attend meetings. My assignment was to interview a bunch of people and write an article for the clients magazine. First off, I am not a reporter. That’s not in my job description. My dad (aka the wonderful man with really high expectations who would do anything to see his daughter happy. Happy meaning wildly successful of course) thought that this conference would be a great learning experience for me. A chance to broaden my horizons.

Well Shit balls.

I may have interviewed 4 people total. 2 of these people gave me relevant information for my article. It’s due on Friday…. this is Wednesday. My boss wants to read it tomorrow to start editing. Fuck. I have yet to start writing this God forsaken article. However, I have broken out with an amazing case of zit face from the stress of this stupid stupid article.

I knew this was going to happen. When you go on a business trip to interview people for a magazine article, it’s usually a good idea to bring paper (which I didn’t and had to bum a ride to Walgreen’s at midnight for a notepad).  I wish I could just say Fuck you All I quit! But I can’t, because God (and my dad) know I need this job. God also knows that I need to move out of my parents home, but I don’t see him (or my dad) helping with that.

So my ADD mind thought, “Hey I have an idea, listen up hO! Instead of writing your article, why don’t you blog about it?! How smart am I?!?” Thanks ADD brain, remind me to numb you later with drugs that I tell myself are harmless.

Follow Up on Stupid Ex

After this I will never blog about him again… unless of course he knocks this girl up, which would DEFINITELY be grounds for a blog post; an amazing amazing blog post. But sadly that has not happened yet. I’m sure if it does, me, and  his other 708 “friends” on facebook will be the first to know. Actually we aren’t even “friends”, I haven’t accepted his friend request and I’m not going to. But his profile is public… just more proof of what a dumbass he is.

Stupid friend #1 wrote this on his wall yesterday…

ATTENTION!!!!

MISSING PERSON ALERT!!!

[Stupid Ex]  OF [some city]
21 YR OLD
BROWN HAIR AND EYES
REALLY GAY!!!!

IF YOU HAVE SEEN THIS PERSON LET HIS FRIENDS KNOW CUZ THEY HAVEN’T SEEN HIM SINCE HE GOT MARRIED

THANKS

Amazing. Priceless. Thank you stupid friend #1, thank you.

You know you’re lame when you’re always the only guy with his girlfriend out at girls night. Get a life.

And now, I’ll get back to mine.