The other Adam

I took the early express bus in today and got downtown around 7:15- that's insane since that's the time I am normally getting up! But I wanted to get into work and get a jump on things since I have a lot to do- then why am I writing you ask? The program that I need is not working properly!! Ugh, just my luck. But as I walked to work via the skyways this morning (the express bus is faster, but it drops me off 5 blocks from work versus, across the street) I spotted my 8th grade boyfriend, Adam. We dated for about a week and then I broke up with him via note in the hallway. So cruel I was at 13. I ended up talking to him for a long time at the 5 year reunion we had in June (most of it was akward filler and we stood there holding empty beers), I waved and he did the head nod. It just seems really weird that people I know are all over the place. It's one thing to think about college friends being downtown, but high school, too much. It is now 8 am and I have already spent $3.00. How? .75 cents for extra bus fare, and 2.25 on a bagel! I love you bruegers, but you're robbing me blind, especially when I had a muffin (homemade) in my bag. So much for rewarding myself with coming in early, not I'm just mad at myself.

Portable Cakes

Last week there were some cupcakes at work- the worst cupcakes ever, but I ate it anyway- and someone called them portable cakes. Brilliant and I will claim it as my own.

On that note, How I Met Your Mother featured Ted eating several Portable Cakes through out the episode, I love it.

Slushy Wonderland

I awoke today to see my alarm wasn't going off, or that it wasn't even on- The power was out. Oddly it was the time I normally get up, so that was a good start. Adam and I managed to get ready for work minus electricity, I only tired the light switch a couple of times- force of habit. I was pretty sure the bus was going to be late and I trudged my way to the stop in the un-shoveled streets and sidewalks. The snow was blowing so much, it was hard to tell the colors of the cars. Every white car was a bus. It was only about 15 minutes late. Then the bus got stuck. We were only about 10 blocks from my house, but without power the thought of work was more appealing and I continued on my tireless journey. 2 hours and one more bus later, I finally got to work. Everyone was pretty understanding about the situation and a lot of people didn't come in at all. It did make the day go by a little bit faster...

I have come to the conclusion that when I work out, I don't write as much. I think because I am not as stressed out and don't need to vent as much. I know I just started to get back to a "healthy" lifestyle, but I since I started, I have had very little desire to write anything. I'm not sure if they really correlate, but it is my speculation right now. I am only writing now because I feel I should. And Kate asked about the snow, so I thought I would elaborate.

Beautiful People

As I sit here and nurse my throbbing head and upset stomach, I find myself enthralled in ABC Family's marathon of beautiful People. I know that gearing up to watch 6 hours of TV is ambitious, hold the applause, but I am sucked in. The tales of high school drama and the battle of the privileged and the non trust funds combined with love triangles and pentagons makes me never want to leave the couch. In my next life I am going to be either a food critic (in that life I will not be a vegetarian) or a TV critic (in that life I will watch more channels than family friendly WB and ABC Fam). I like the idea of being a chef, but I think I like the act of eating more than the preparation. Although, I did have a good time grocery shopping for dinner yesterday. Adam and I are in a cycle where we are eating out a lot so there has been very little cooking lately that doesn't involve a microwave. I made my own version of a taco salad, mmm, so yummy. I was going to make a stir fry today, but my ass is glued to the couch and it feels like way too much work, a walk to Wendy's in the snow covered ground might be easier.

I am now in what I think is my fifth hour of Beautiful People. I am starting to get a little restless but have not actually moved yet. I did need to get my power cord for the computer since the battery was going to die and the thought of no internet was unthinkable.

I did think of another career choice, or more so an ambition. Write a book. I imagine it will be the fiction category with sprinkles of my personal memoirs thrown in for good measure. However I wouldn't want to have any sort of James Frey debacle. At least I don't have to wait for my next lifetime for that, ideally I can fit that in somewhere along the line. I don't know when, but someday. I need to at least give it a whirl, perhaps it could be a nice segway into career choices 2 and 3. That is if this whole advertising thing doesn't work out. I got an email about a company that is offering an internship program for recent grads- at one time I really wanted to work for that company, but either way, I still wanted to answer the media questions just because I thought it might be fun. I guess that means that I like I am doing.

On that note, here is my plan for the next couple of years:
-Next year do AAAA's competition (that is if my boss nominates me)
-2007 Go back for my Masters (need 2 years professional experience)
-2009 Complete Masters program
-Get appropriate promotions along the way
-Perhaps have kids somewhere around 2012- that looks really weird to attach a year with that, but thats the time I might consider giving up my personal freedom.

I think I want food, but nothing seems appetizing at all, or way to much work to get. Ugh, my head hurts.

Friends

It was Janna's birthday yesterday and the celebrating begin this evening. Adam went to Chicago today so I was flying solo. I guess a good way to tell how good your friends are is to see how far out of their way they will go to find you a way home. Typically Adam would be with me and therefore, Adam would take me home. But this evening, I was on my own and opted for public transportation. It was nice to know my friends "had my back". Janna made a special call to let me know who lived closet to me and Katie said that she would pick me up if I needed it. It's nice to know that people are out there for me if I need it.

I like to think that I am self sufficient, and can depend on myself to get home. I did it in London, I would think that I can do it in Mpls. It seems that I end up getting rides home from someone most of the time, so that depletes the self sufficiency. It's just nice to know that other people are here for me. I guess I don't really feel that way or haven't before. I'm not used to being able to depend on others or trust that they will get things done. I have generally been the one to make sure the assignment/project gets done.

I'm not sure if this makes sense. Maybe you too need to have had 2 red dragons specials, 1 chocolate martini and some vanilla whiskey... and be watching the cutting edge.