Finally Friday

Praise the stars, it's finally Friday! I find it kind of sad that most of the week is spent counting down to the weekend, it almost seems a little... depressing? Since I was a small child I was ingrained with a high work ethic, and thus I'm a nine-to-fiver not because I like it, but because I am a responsible young adult... Let me tell you though, this damn gypsy blood that flows through my veins makes it nearly impossible to sit for 8 hours straight without going mad... How I want to be out in the world doing something crazy or driving with no direction!

Anyways, it's kind of slow at work right now, about 10 minutes in between phone calls. That's how I manage to blog 5 days a week, because there's time to kill. Between composing a new blog and reading through any new ones that I'm subscribed through, that kills - wait for it - the first hour! So what am I doing the rest of my day? So, here are the top ten things I do at work to kill the boredom:

1. Read any new posts from blogs I'm currently following.
2. Compose a new blog of my own.
3. Check Facebook & Twitter. (From my phone)
4. Read my Horoscope.
5. Text a friend or two.
6. Check Facebook & Twitter. (Again, from my phone)
7. Message a coworker of two to chat.
8. Check My blog to see if there are any comments.
9. Check to see if there are any new posts from blogs I read...
10. Check Facebook & Twitter. (Seeing a pattern?)

Anyway, the Universe (and some rather awesome friends *cough* Max and Josh *cough*) have recently blessed me with a new task to kill time at work. I'm editing Max's story, and it's AWESOME! I'll admit it, I'm rather addicted to the story and would like to see where it goes. I'm also willing to admit that I'm an absolute and total grammar Nazi, and I hope when Max gets this rather colorful copy back from me - that he'll take it with the best intentions. To be fair, he asked me to edit it and he seems like the type who can take constructive criticism well.

Moving on... Did I mention it's Friday? *Dances* I'm so ready for the weekend! My next three weekends are planned out and I can't wait for any one Ouof them! This weekend Enoch is supposedly coming up to hang out tonight, but unfortunately (as I'm writing this) I get a call where he's saying he has to be to some work site at like 5am tomorrow morning. This ALWAYS happens! I hardly ever get to see him because some reason always comes up to cancel our dates! I'm not a happy camper right now... I stayed up unitl 4am last night getting my hosue cleaned for him to come over! Argh. Dating sucks, and boys are stupid, just for the record. He asked what I was doing Saturday night, but I have plans! I'm going to Josh's to hang out with everyone and party! I'm so excited for that, and I'm not changing it last minute!

The next weekend I have my Vegas trip! I.AM.SO.EXCITED can't you tell? It's only a week away, and god only knows how I'm going to afford it, but I still can't wait! Other than people keep dropping out of it. It's kind of my fault, I didn't realize when I was planning it that it was Easter weekend and a lot of my friends have kids that they have to celebrate with. How does that work? Hardly any of my friends are even Christians! Haha!

Any who - I'm going to wrap this up because it's really turning out to be a lot of rambling on and I have a story to get back to!

Writers Workshop: I'm Sweet & Innocent

This is for the creative writing experience provided by Mama Kat here: "Your Assignment... Should You Choose To Accept." She gave a list of items to write about and asked that we pick one. It sounded fun so I thought I'd give it a go.

"What is a common misconception about you?"

Surprisingly, a common misconception about me is that I'm perfectly sweet an innocent. Many people who first meet me think I'm a Mormon, even though I am not. Mostly, I believe it is because I live in Utah and the general population here is in some way affiliated with the LDS church. Having been raised that way, my religious philosophy tends to be very different from theirs, and the way I live my life is not in line with standard religious teachings. There have been people I've known for months that come to me shocked because they found out I wasn't what they first thought I was. In fact my old boss Dave, whom I had known before I started working with him (Bree's husband) had known me for a couple of years before his view of me was startled into change.
I'm not saying this is necessarily a bad thing, mind you, I'm simply saying that I look at myself and can't possibly fathom that being the energy I radiate. In my personal opinion, I would think it would be quite the opposite.
Sometimes I have to stop and think about whether the way I dress or my mannerisms lead them to believe this, because though it is densely populated with that belief here, I tend to run with many who are not affiliated with it and even they sometimes think of me this way. I have a very sweet personality, especially when you first meet me, this could possible lead to the misconception.
Kristina tells me I have a "thing". I'm the girl in the group that everyone thinks is sweet and pure and only thinking good things. Then, once they get me into a conversation I can go off on a topic like serial killers and my love of studying them, and they find that I'm completely different than I first came off to them.
This is something I actually enjoy, because I take a bit of pleasure in the shock value of it all and I like surprising people. Therefor, I think I'll continue to live up to this reputation because it's fun and exciting! I really enjoy showing people their misconceptions about me, and then enticing them to re-evaluate their opinions.

Happy April Fools! From The Universe...

April Fools came a day early for us, as yesterday seemed like one giant joke at our expense. Overall, at least I was able to walk away from it laughing and it didn't feel like a giant disaster. It helps that I was in an optimistic mood and willing to see the good in all of the circumstances. Not to mention I had a really good conversation with a friend in the midst of it all that made my day. From that point on, there was nothing that could bring me down.

Yesterday was crazy from the start, as the plan was to wake up early and make the trip up to Ogden for my prescription and breakfast with Kailee and Kristina, which is becoming a tradition. However, I woke up and didn't have any clean pants at all because Matt hadn't switched the laundry when asked, and so they had sat in the washer and mildewed all day. Trying to dry them just made them smell worse! Extremely frustrated, we stopped at Wal Mart to pick me up a new pair of jeans (that I couldn't afford, but had to have) and then we had just enough time to get to Ogden and grab my pills (which surprisingly they gave me for free this month) and then have breakfast and get me to work on time.

After work I was supposed to have a date with [womanizer], but he had to cancel due to preparing for a couple big interviews today. I was surprisingly less disappointed than I thought I'd be, and agreed to ride down to SLC with Matt to take his kids to his ex-wife and help Ken who had called to say he'd blown a tire on the freeway. Apparently, Megan (Matt's ex) was going to find Ken and help him out, but was never able to find him because he was on the lesser traveled junction where I-80 meets I-15.

So we met Megan and gave her the kids, and then headed on our way to find Ken and help him out. The trick was, we had to go up to 13th East to get on I-80 from there because of the construction on 7th and the fact that it splits before the entrance on State. So we turned down Main street and just at that point Matt's car overheated so far into the red that it blew the radiator. (At this point we think it'll be ok if we just let it cool down and put more water in it.) So we let it cool, and just made it to the Maverick on the corner of 13th and Main, where we realized that every drop of water we poured into the radiator immediately ran out. That's about the point we realized we were in trouble.

I immediate begin calling/texting everyone I could think of that lived in SLC, but was unable to get through to anyone. Finally Matt decided Mark would be the best option and called him to see if he'd be willing to come to the rescue. My darn pride would have had be walking home before calling him, given the recent tension between us, but there are times when you need to just let things go and be an adult about things. It was really very nice of him to drop everything he was doing to come and get us, and for that I am very grateful.

So he picked us up at the Maverick, and we made our way to Ken only to find out that Mark's tire iron didn't fit either! After a bit of trying to force the tire off, the guys decided it was time to call road side assistance, who said they would be there in 30 to 45 minutes. Matt hopped in the mustang with Mark and I got in Ken's car with him to keep warm, as it was really cold out. In fact, it started raining and then quickly turned to snow during this process. Road side assistance took nearly an hour and a half to find us, and then a matter of 5 minutes to put on the spare tire. With a quick warning not to go more than 30 miles or faster than 50 mph, we were finally mobile.

It took us yet another hour to get Matt's car, let it cool down while we had dinner at BK in SLC, and then drop Matt's car off at his brother's old house to let it sit overnight because it wouldn't make it home. With how slow we had to drive to be careful of the donut, we made it home about 10 minutes before 2am.

Suffice it to say, things just kept adding up and there were trace amounts of irony that led me to find the massive amounts of humor in the situation. Managed to get up early enough to follow Ken and Matt to the mechanic so they could drop off both of Ken's cars to be worked on, and then make it to work only a few minutes late... Now if only we can keep my car running, seeing as it's currently the only functional one... LOL!