NO DON’T BE SAD!!! This is a really really happy day! This is the last post on this blog site… and it’s probably gonna suck so don’t get too excited about it- but DO get excited about my new site!!! It has all the same old posts (I imported them) and a sick new design. The best part?? It’s at my own domain!!! YAYYYY!

Time For Some Crazy New Shit

So I hate to say this but stop following this feed =( and start following the new blog feed right now! =) It’s the same me only… *brighter*- and maybe a little more organized and accomplished. It’s official y’all. It’s officially official.

Behold…

20SomethingInsight

Help me Help me Help me!!! It’s my new blog site. I think I finally found a theme I love and I want your input. CHECK OUT MY NEW BLOG PULEASE

Ok. I’m obviously not really posting stuff there yet but I realllly wanna start asap. But I really wanted y’alls opinion first. Yay. I’m nervous and excited. Ok gotta go get ready and go out! Have an awesome weekend!!!!

I’ve had so much going on and on my mind recently. Let’s do it in bullet points.

• BFF hates me. I haven’t talked to her in almost 2 weeks. Uber long story- as far as I can tell it all stems from hockey. Seriously. One minute I’m happy go lucky getting super into Caps hockey and loving all over it; the next minute BFF is pissed as hell at me for going to a game and I’m confused like whoa wondering what I did wrong. I def thought she would have called by now so I would say this is looking really bad. I could write a really long post all about the fight and what’s been going on since then- and I did I just didn’t publish it. It was just too much. I can’t believe it’s come to this. I never ever thought my best friend would disown me based on her belief that I’m a bandwagon fan. It’s totally unreal. I have no idea what to do.
• On that note- Caps choked in game 7 vs the Penguins. I was there. It was awful. Gut-wrenching. I could go on forever about how bad it was. All the stress and buildup of the playoffs ended in the Caps just basically not showing up for the most important game thus far. It ended in tears; literally for me. It was uplifting to cheer on our team and show our love and support though even after they totally bombed the game. I can’t wait for next season. When does bandwagon fan just become fan? Just curious.
• After the game I had the best night of my life. Best. Night. Ever. Hands down. It was insane and didn’t end till 5:30 am. I could write a whole post about this too. I probably will soon. Small snippet- I go to smoke a cigarette and find myself face to face with Ovechkin. Seriously. I froze at the top of the steps basically blocking the entrance and gaped at him. I still had my Caps hat on b/c my hair was atrocious and he glanced at it and then goes, “Hey, sorry about the game.” I swoon and try to compose myself. I could think of nothing better to say than, “You don’t have to apologize!!” That’s it. Thank God I didn’t blurt out some of the other stuff that was running full speed through my brain like, “I love you!” or “Holy fuck you’re hot” or “Love Hot Sex Want Amazing Wow Omg” Etc. Then I realized I was still gaping and swooning and blocking the entrance so I moved aside- totally stunned. From there it only got better. Not in the “love hot sex want” category- sadly; but it was in the “my life fucking rocks” category. Oh and I got so wasted I left my phone at the bar. Go me. I still don’t have it… trying not to freak out. Totally worth it.
• I lost my voice from screaming at the game. It still hasn’t come back to me. I sound like shit. Staying up till 5:30 am did not help my voice at all. I’m hoping I sound more raspy sexy than man-ish. The lack of voice would have interfered with my awesome night but alcohol came to the rescue! Yaaayyy alcohol!
• I just got a new boss. It’s a woman. Fml. She starts on Monday and my life as I know it may be over. Sigh.
• Kenny Chesney concert coming up on the 22nd!! I’m sooo excited! Kenny concerts are thebomb.com.
• Fringe is over for now =( the last episode was incredible with a capital I. I loove the direction the show is going! If you don’t watch Fringe- you need to jump on the bandwagon now. You wont regret it.
• My alleged allergies are killing me. Alleged b/c I’ve never had allergies before but this year I seem to have developed them- bad. Allergies are AWFUL. How do people put up with this shit?!? Ughhh!
• I ordered the hottest lbd from bebe.com on Monday night. Check. It. Out. Payed way too much for it. Don’t even care. I can’t wait to wear the hell out of it.
  

  HOTNESS

There’s more but that’s all I got for now. Promise to write on a much more consistent basis. =) Yay for Friday tomorrow!

Strange. I haven’t really written anything interesting in weeks but my stat table shot up today… Now here I am (again) wishing I had google analytics so I would know what the reason was. Damn you simple wordpress blog, damn you.

Highly related; I took a personal day yesterday. I wasn’t planning on doing this but for some reason I pulled an all-nighter and didn’t go to bed till 7:30 am.  Consequently I got 3 hours of sleep (on the couch) and when I woke up I didn’t really feel like moving, at all. So I didn’t move. That’s not true, I went to the bathroom a few times and let the dogs out and might have gotten some food from the kitchen; but I didn’t move much. Mom was not too thrilled about this but I assured her (in a loud voice that could be confused with screaming) that while I may not be at work, I am still working. Obviously that’s a lie. I was extremely productive though.

The all-nighter is actually a little embarrassing. No, I wasn’t out partying it up. I wasn’t drinking or smoking or taking speed or lines or anything (those last two I don’t actually ever do).  I was… I was… sigh, ok, somehow I got extremely motivated (I wish I knew the source of the motivation so I could bottle it and spray it on whenever I need it) and around 10 pm I started working on my new website I was talking about a week or two ago. I looked at the clock at 12:40 am and told myself that at 1 am I was going to bed. Didn’t happen. I got fucking addicted to finishing the site. Pathetic. The next time I looked at the clock only b/c I could hear birds chirping and thought that was strange: It was 5:30 am. Dagger. The whole night flew by. Going to bed at 5:30 am seemed like a lost cause so I gave up on sleep and focused on working. Around 7:30 am my body demanded sleep and my brain was rebelling (it was already thinking about the work day ahead and was not excited about it).

I put my head on the pillow and closed my eyes. Literally 2 minutes later my mom walked in the family room where I had just laid down. Shit. Do normal people really wake up this early? I pretended I had been asleep for hours on the couch. She was loud as fuck doing dishes in the kitchen but I still managed to pass the fuck out fast. In the small amount of non-REM sleep I got I had a dream that basically haunted me all day. Thank you brain. Stupid bitch (my brain’s a female, like myself. Duh). Details shortly.

I woke up thinking I was going to go to work but then the whole “I don’t wanna move” mood hit me so I picked up my computer and yup, I got back to work. All day I worked on that fucking site. Making a website is not easy. It was kinda fun though. Especially when things started to fall into place. It was easier to do during the day; the night before I had taken a few xanax to go to bed (didn’t work) so I was beginning my website building journey under the influence. It made it much less stressful but ultimately backfired. I would finally figure out how to set up a database and rejoice (congratulations! You now have a database!) only to be directed to the admin login page and… umm (think think think)… what the fuck is my user name and password!??!?  Ughhhh why is this happening to me!??!! My face falls. I can’t remember my info. Why didn’t I write that shit down? Curse you brain. — Anyways… things like that… happening all night long. Yes, daytime is def the best time to do work. Trust me.

The site is up and running but I want it to be perfect and it’s not yet, so I’ll letcha know when I’m totally done and give y’all a link! I’m so excited!! I feel uber smart and accomplished. As well as exhausted.

The dream was about the ex; which really threw me off my game (or whatever I’m usually on) for the day. I haven’t had a dream about him or even with him in it since… since… I have no idea. Since last year maybe? Where did that come from!?!? It wasn’t very interesting except that we were at his parents house and it was a castle and his mom was being really cool towards me (she’s a huge bitch in real life. Huge. Bitch). Things we fine. We weren’t together in my dream (together meaning relationship). I remember wondering what the fuck I was doing at his parents castle and that I didn’t really wanna see him at all but didn’t know what to do. Then there he was (looking chunky btw. HA) and we caught up on life and things were not bad. The dream isn’t the story really. The story is what happened while I was telling BFF about my dream on our way to HH that evening. It’s a very short story.

My blackberry vibrates. I have a facebook notification. I read it and momentarily choke on my tongue and had it been my old car I would have thrown my phone at the windshield; not to GiGi though. Never at GiGi. The ex has sent me a friend request. AGAIN. THAT’S THE 3RD OR 4TH FRIEND REQUEST IN LESS THAN A YEAR PEOPLE. IGNORE. IGNORE. IGNORE. Can you NOT take a hint?!?!?!? Have you no pride?!?!

I was spooked the rest of the night thinking the ex has ESP and knew I had a dream about him. I mean… that is a little weird right? Coincidental? Definitely. Creepy? Totally. Pathetic? Ohhhhh yeah.

Off to a MLB game now =). HURRAY for the weekend!!!!!

1. CAPS GAME TONIGHT WITH BFF!!!!!

Grrrrrrrrr beware of the Great 8

2. The most crucial pair of jeans I’ve ever gotten from “Gemma’s Closet” finally fit me and I’m wearing them and I luff them.

I F'ing love these jeans

3. LEAVING FOR CAPS GAME IN 20 MINUTES! AAAAAHHH!!

4. Alexander Ovechkin is following me on Twitter.

5. I got an email on my Blackberry saying “Alexander Ovechkin is now following you on Twitter!” at the exact same time I was buying Alex Ovechkin Jerseys for BFF and me… WEIRD and AWESOME! The sales guy thought it was pretty cool… I showed him the email.

Where the heck do I start? I have so much to do right now that blogging may actually be a crime but it’s been way too long. I seriously can’t hold everything in anymore and I’m gonna start forgetting key things if I don’t get at least some of it down in writing. Some things I’m going to have to be a bit vague about for the sake of peoples privacy and for that I’m sorry.

Let’s start with the most (long-term) exciting thing going on in my life… It’s an awesome freelance job opportunity! When I say awesome I mean completely right up my ally. I am so pumped about this and have a meeting regarding said activities on Wednesday =). YAY for a big breathe of fresh work air!! I know that’s ridiculously nondescript but I don’t feel comfortable saying much more right now. So cross your fingers for me. I’ll obviously still keep the job I have now so this is just for fun, experience and resume building- which is always a good thing.

The most short-term exciting thing going on right now? The Washington Capitals!!! We are kicking New York Rangers ass!! The series is tied at 3-3 right now meaning there is one. game. left. Tuesday (tomorrow) is the end-all, be-all, everything-rides-on-this-all final game in the series and it’s being played here, in DC. Wanna know what I’m doing tomorrow night? Ohhh ya know just chillin AT THE CAPS GAME!!! I’m so excited I literally might die. I’ve never been to a Caps game before and now I get to see them in the playoffs in a super crucial game. My hearts beating double time.

I was watching the Caps game Sunday at a bar in Arlington and met a guy who works for the Caps (convenient eh?). He asked me if I wanted to go with him (free) and I was about to say, “HELLS YES” when BFF put her foot down, hard. She’s been a huge Caps fan for forever. Capitals hockey to her is like Redskins football to me… she would kill me if I went and she didn’t get to. I know this b/c she told me this. And I understand, b/c if it was the Redskins and she was going without me… I’d more than freak. So we worked out a deal where he gave us a free ticket and we split the cost of the other. He also gave me his 30% discount at the Caps merchandise store upstairs so I got jerseys for way less than anyone really ever should =). I’m glowing like I’m pregnant and planned it.

Shit ok, shit. I gtg I’m being beckoned. I’ll write more tonight I have a lot more to talk about.

1. 45 minutes listening to amazing talk radio

2. 0.5 texting to tell me to listen to the radio NOW

3. 0.5 calling in to the station and hearing her on the air

4. Praying (for the first time in a while) that 0.5 doesn’t say anything stupid

5. Burning at least 500 calories in 3 minutes b/c my heart rate shot up so high

Dear Blog,

I’ve been neglecting you, I know, and I’m sorry. I’ve just been so busy lately. Life, unfortunately, is no day at the beach (except for when I’m actually, ya know… at the beach). I miss you though; I really do. I think about you more often than you probably know. I hate to say it but, with the Capitals playing tonight and all, I probably wont be able to blog until tomorrow at the earliest; unless of course I get an intense urge to blog under the influence.

Please don’t be mad at me! I feel awful about it. I have all these stories and ideas that are just begging to be written about and honestly it’s been quite stressful for me; not being able to blog whenever I want. I know what you’re thinking… “Hockey!?! What the…!?! You’re putting hockey before ME!?! Guurrrlll you better get your priorities straight!! Since when are you a hockey fan anyways??!” Since Monday actually. I don’t expect you to understand. How could you? I’ve never written about hockey before. Hear me out. On Monday I watched the Capitals destroy the Rangers in their quest for the Stanley Cup. It was in-fucking-credible. It’s non-stop action. NON-FUCKING-STOP!!

You know how much I love football… well, this was like football on ice (although obviously totally different; that’s just what I equate it to). I’ve found my favorite football off-season sport. Before Monday I didn’t really care about any sport other than football; now I feel like I’ve found a home with hockey. If you really loved or cared about me at all you’d be happy for me. I honestly believe you’re gonna love hockey too once you learn a little more about it. Just listen, I swear you’ll be glad you did…

When a player gets a penalty they have to sit out on the bench for 2 minutes; leaving their team with only 4 players on the ice instead of the normal 5 (besides the goalie). This is called a power play for the opposing team: They have the obvious advantage for 2 minutes playing 5 on 4 hockey. There’s never even a real pause in the game! You know how in football the refs blow the whistle all the time and the game stops so the teams can regroup or make substitutions? I’m sure I’ve told you about that. Well, not in hockey! The whistle hardly ever blows! Players literally jump on and off the ice from the bench making pauses almost obsolete! And that’s not all; not even close. During a power play, the remaining players can still get penalties. When that happens, the penalized player gets sent to the penalty box making the game even more exciting! Then instead of 5 on 4 hockey it turns into 5 on 3 hockey or 4 on 4 depending on which team the penalized player is on.

Sometimes, after a few penalties, the power plays can get hard to keep track of! For example: Penalty called on a Rangers player= Capitals power play for 2 minutes… then 30 seconds later a penalty is called on a Caps player and he’s sent to the penalty box= 4 on 4 hockey for the remaining minute and 3o seconds of the first power play. Then the initially penalized Rangers player is freed and they jump back on the ice= 5 on 4 hockey and the Rangers have a power play for another 30 seconds (penalties are always 2 minutes long). Then the Caps player is free and jumps back on the ice= 5 on 5 hockey again. Multiple penalties can be called during power plays; so you can see how this could get hard to keep up with (esp after a few drinks).

And the fighting!!! Oh blog… most sports break up fights as soon as they begin and even fine the players involved sometimes. Not. In. Hockey. Fighting is almost encouraged on the ice!!! Seriously!! Players slam each other against the glass trying to get the puck. Confrontations are common; and fights break out causing complete chaos. Yes, the refs do break it up eventually, but not like in other sports. A fight can erupt and the refs will just stand there and watch it escalate! It’s wicked fucking awesome.

Wanna know what else is wicked awesome? The Capitals are actually really fucking good. And this is the playoffs. We have to win tonight to stay alive; and win we will. We killed the Rangers on Monday, 4-0… on their own ice! Tonight’s a big deal blog. I really hope you understand now. At least try to… for me. I’ll be back before you know it I promise. I can’t wait to tell you what’s been going on in my life the past few days. A lot can happen in a few days! I met a guy, had an incredible drunken heart to heart with bff, discovered the most adorably picturesque town ever not too far from where I live, succumbed (again) to my now-seriously-almost-out-of-control shopping addiction, got to work on time (Whoa… I know) and that’s only a fraction of everything that’s been going on.

I guess that in the time it took me to write this letter I could have written about what’s been going on… but it would have been a half-assed post. I’m just not focused enough (or unfocused enough) to write a blog worthy post right now. I did feel like I needed to explain myself and the reason behind my blogging absence. Please don’t call my mother; we aren’t in grade school anymore. Writing you this letter wasn’t easy for me and I’m hoping that tomorrow we can put all this behind us and blog-on like this short hiatus never even happened. I love you blog. If you had a forehead I’d kiss it right now and if you had hands I would squeeze one of them in a reassuring sort of way. Pretend I just did that. I’ll talk to you tomorrow…

xoxox

<3

Me

So there’s this website that sells really incredible t-shirts. It’s called Snoburbia. Their slogan is Snoburbia, t-shirts for the overclass.

I came across it going through google reader this afternoon. ShirtSnob wrote a little ditty about it. I was curious to see the other t-shirts so I checked out the site.

GO CHECK OUT SNOBURBIA NOW! Or, of course, after you read the rest of this post.

As I’m looking through the t-shirt designs I start to get really really excited: A good number of the t-shirts are geared toward… LA? Nope. NY? Uh Uh. Your town? Not unless you live where I live; in the super fantastic Snoburbs of Washington, DC!

I do a little “my city/suburb is so fucking radical” dance in my chair. I click on the Snoburbs tee to pick my suburb and order a shirt. I open the tab with the suburbs choices… pause… re-check… pause… think Pooh think! Where is it??!? I refresh the page. My suburb is still a no-show. I’m mildly upset and very confused. I decide I’m gonna write them a letter (e-mail, same thing). So I do.

(I didn’t actually write the opening line in my email, but I think it’s a good opening line (it’s in black). The rest of the email (in blue) is exactly as I wrote it.) Oh and DMV= the District, Maryland & Virginia. We have cool codes here

To whom it may concern,

I just found your site and I love it!! I was looking at your “suburbia” or “snoburbia” T’s and don’t understand why you chose almost all Maryland suburbs. Everyone knows the VA side of DC is way better and Alexandria and Arlington are hardly where the snobs live. The point of this email: I am in desperate need of a “McLean” t-shirt. In Desperate Need.

I also think that you’d sell a ton of McLean t-shirts, since I’m obviously not the only person that lives here. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to tell you what to do or how to run your business. Not even close. I’m just throwing out suggestions that I think would be profitable. Do I have other suggestions? I’m so glad you asked! I do! 1) Great Falls. I was totally surprised that this suburb wasn’t already on the list. I mean, it’s like the snobbiest of the snobby. Seriously. Great Fallsians (made up word) think they are God’s gift to the DMV. 2) Langley. I’m aware that Langley isn’t exactly a suburb (no post office) but they do have a snobby ass high school (full of Great Falls “gifts”). They also have the CIA. I’d buy a Langley shirt as well as a McLean shirt. Technically (or non-technically since it’s not a real place) I live in both.

And what about tank tops? Like wife-beaters and spaghetti strap tanks? Are you gonna start selling any of those anytime soon? Because that would be great.

Okay, that’s all. Thanks for listening! I really really hope to see these snoburbs soon!!!! A+ on your website though; such a great idea. The OBX and SUV shirts are just incredible. I wish I could buy an OBX: Obnoxious bumper sticker and replace the normal OBX one I have now. Possibly in the future of snoburbia???? Again, just an idea.

Sincerely,

Me (obviously I wrote my real name)

To my surprise, they responded within the hour. Yeah. How’s that for awesome customer service? I even got a personalized, semi-lengthy email filled with wit and smiley’s and everything. I was impressed. Here’s what they wrote…

God. The Almighty. The Alpha & The Omega. The Holy One. The Holy Spirit. The Holy Ghost. The One & Only. Some people live their lives in a never ending quest to find God. Some people are skeptical of his existence. Some people pray hoping for some sort of answer to their prayers. But almost everyone I know, even if they are agnostic or atheist, is curious. If they don’t believe in God it’s because they are the type of people who need hard evidence and have found none (or not enough) to support the theory of the Bible. (I say theory in italics b/c I totally believe, so it’s not a theory to me; it’s a fact.) Well, oh ye unbelieving ones, God is real. He’s as real as you and me (if you are, in fact, real people). Some say God isn’t present in the God-forsaken, technology reliant, promiscuous society we live in today… You. Would. Be. Wrong. How do I know? I’ll tell you.

I signed into Facebook today, read a few new messages and then went back to my homepage when, low and behold, under my “suggestions” box on the right side of my screen, this is what I see…

God
16 friends are fans
Become a Fan

I laugh at first, naturally. Then I’m a bit intrigued. I click on the page link. I am taken directly to God’s homepage. “God’s what??” God’s homepage; his very own Facebook page that looks basically like yours or mine would look but not as fancy. I think the reason it’s so basic is because, ya know, God’s a busy guy and probably doesn’t have time to add cool boxes and update his info all the time. Understandable.

Under God’s “Recent Activity” there is one lonely line that reads, “God Joined Facebook”. Sigh, I guess it is true: Everyone jumps on the Facebook bandwagon eventually. So far he’s pretty popular as far as Facebook goes; he has almost a million fans. In the grand scheme of things this doesn’t really seem like a lot when you consider how many people are on Facebook all over the world that believe in God, but I’m sure this number will grow as people discover that He’s on Facebook. I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty curious to see how many fans He will ultimately get. All joking aside, I’m also curious what He thinks of all this. Is it a pro or a con? Hypothetical situation: I die tomorrow (knock on wood) and go to Heaven. As I near the pearly gates I see God in all his glory and contemplate how much the gold paved road would cost on earth. I get to the gates. God looks at me and asks me what I’ve done to spread his Word.

“Well…” I’ll say, “I became a fan of yours on Facebook yesterday and, not to brag but I have 1,076 Facebook friends, so I’d say that “Heather became a fan of God” showed up in all of their suggestion boxes. That counts as spreading your Word, right? And through six degrees of separation I’d guess that at least a few more thousand people saw that I was a fan of yours as well. Did you know that you already have 983′818 fans?!? I don’t know when exactly (or how for that matter) you joined Facebook but… you sure are a popular fellow. You go God!”

Would that gain me entry into Heaven? What if I don’t become a fan of God on Facebook? Would that get me a one-way ticket straight to Hell? Does God even really want to be on Facebook? It all seems a bit ridiculous to me. Almost sacrilegious. What do you think? Are you going to become a Facebook fan of God?