Suddenly it's the weekend

For the first time in 2 weeks, I don't have a project looming over my head. Freedom. Time to relax. It feels amazing. Now, time for sleep.

Week of Hell

Work has been insane. I have to get 37.5 hours in a week. It's bad when I have worked that much by Wednesday. It's bad when I can't wait for the weekend simply because I want to take a nap. So depressing.

Back to formatting a power point to perfection.

Frustrated Part II

Why do I love ipod? Because all I need are headphones and the ipod itself. I have all the music that I own (or all that I have bothered to transfer to the computer) but for the most part, all of my moods are covered. However, since I have managed to break 2 ipods this month- it's not actually my fault, but I am in the possession of 2 past warranty ipods. The hard drives in each are no longer functioning. That leaves me with a bus commute that is starting to get a but boring. My cell phone has the radio on it which has been tiding me over thus far, but the work day is certainly taking a toll. When I have headphones on I am more productive. Since the lack of ipod I don't seem to get anything done. I'm not sure if they directly correlate, but it's a coincidence either way. I just went on a mission to find a discman. This is now what I have to bring with me- Large sized Discman, headphones, 4 batteries (extras for when they die) and about 6 CD's. I don't really organize my CD collection anymore since my music is all on my computer, so I had to rummage thru all the CD's to find the ones that I listen to the most. And then I have to narrow down the selection to a normal traveling amount.

I just had a flashback to why I purchased an ipod to begin with- I missed the bus and had to wait about 45 minutes for the next one, my batteries died, and I sat at the bus stop with my headphones on anyway- listening to nothing- just so no one would talk to me!

ipod, why don't you love me back?

Frustration

I have so many things that I need to get done that I can't actually think straight. I begin to make a list and then 2 seconds (literally) later I get distracted and end up starting several projects but not finishing any of them! My head is beginning to hurt just from thinking. I really just want to vent some frustration, but I don't have a punching bag in my cube, so this will have to do. This whole week, I have been talking about cutting back on alcohol intake (in order to curb the caloric intake) but times like this, I realize that it's not going to happen, or at least be much more difficult than expected.

I keep thinking that I can't wait for this week to be over, but then I look at my calendar and realize that it will probably be worse. I'm going to crack like humpty dumpty soon.

Porsche Weekend

"How did you get to work today?" Co-worker asks
"Bus" I reply
"How are you getting home?" Co-worker
"What are my options?" Me

The company Porsche.

One of my teams from work won an inter-office contest, the reward? The Porsche for 2 months. Since the time will be split between 15 people, we each get our turn with the car. This weekend was mine. I don't want the weekend to end. Adam and I just took a drive around the lakes- Isles, Calhoun, and Harriet, and I forgot how beautiful Minneapolis is. But then again, from a ridiculously expensive car, everything looks nice. I have found a love for driving again.

I also went bowling twice this weekend. I don't know the last time I went bowling and then I went on Friday and Saturday. Friday was with Erin to see some bands at Memory Lanes.
Then Saturday I went with my mom and two of my uncles to NE, I had a record high of 158 and I think that I found some bowling form. We'll see if it lasts.

Today, I had my fist soccer game. I think my body is going to hate me tomorrow since it pretty much hates me today. It's co-ed and we only had 3 girls so we had to play the whole time. I wanted to die. Hopefully it will get easier as the weeks go by and we find more females.

Last night I went to a Bachelorette Party for one of my friends from high school. It was a mini reunion of people I had not seen since graduation. It was fun, but very random. Half of the girls there are teachers and everyone was engaged/married except for me and one other girl. Apparently I have reached the age when everyone I know decides to tie the knot.

Thank you, Weather Channel

The Weather Channel sponsored an "event" tonight that featured wine tasting, but very little food. For every taste of wine, we got food the size of a cracker (some of it was only crackers). So, drinking sans food can only equate drunkness. There was a point that my supervisor and myself were laughing incessantly at the wine guide. He was telling us how he got in the wine biz and mentioned that he was hired because he was good looking. Not that he is a bad looking man, it's just hard to picture someone referring to his earlier days as his "out of work modeling days". Either way, we started laughing at the comment and had to do everything in our power to stop. I was practically eating a napkin to refrain from offending the man.

I went out to another bar with some co-workers post the wine event and talked for a bit. In the middle of talking with my co-worker I began to think about my blog and the things that I could write. I totally spaced out for a couple minutes. He was talking about something interesting, but I blanked and stopped paying attention. When this happens, do they know that it happens? Or, is it possible to sustain the look of paying attention even though you're not at all?