You're so Vain, You Probably Think this LJ is About You

I know y'all are probably sick of hearing about it, but my next paycheck will have 40 hours of overtime. FORTY HOURS. That's so insanity...

I was graciously allowed two days off at the end of the month so I am getting a four-day weekend - what should I do? "Drink" and "sleep of the dead" are for normal weekends, so I feel this one must be special.

It's cold and rainy outside, but that's okay because it fits my mood.

JP is making me watch episodes of Northern Exposure and I am enjoying it. It's a little strange at times, but good. We have also been watching season 1 of Merlin, which is good in a "bad TV" kind of way. It's not even the non-canon stuff I have the issue with, it's more the modern slang they use and the smirky, "haha, get us in tights!" kind of undercurrent. I don't know. The two main characters are all kinds of pretty and I want to keep watching to see if the writers get a grip on where they want to go with the show. Anyone out there watch it? Does it get better?

I am also reading Hayao Miyazaki's Starting Point, which is mainly a collection of interviews, essays, and stories from 1976-1996. They cover the gamut from his work history and thoughts on animation to his ideals and beliefs. It's a heavy read and dry at some points, but if you ever want to find out what Miyazaki is like, this is not a bad way to do it (he's kind of an opinionated workaholic, but I don't think that surprises anyone, considering the sheer volume and quality of animation the man has generated).

Oh, good. I am getting texts and phone calls from work. Let's bump that overtime higher! Bye, y'all.

I can't remember the last time I was this excited for the weekend.

I worked 63 hours this week! I am le tired...

Time to get my drink on!

THANK YOU, whitereflection for my v-gift!!! I have been admiring those drinks since I first saw them. ^_________^

I'm not gonna lie, the closer Christmas gets, the grumpier I am getting. I am just so sick of work - everything about it just makes me want to gag (except for the money...that crap keeps me alive and roof-covered).

Also, it is like 82 degrees and muggy, the air absolutely saturated with water and pollen. I want to stab myself in the eye to relieve the pressure.

So, the plan is: tomorrow is my last day of work for the week (everyone, please cross your fingers that my vacay does not get *yoinked* from me again). Thursday I will: finish my errands (I'm going to the mall two days before Christmas...hold me), pick up groceries and liquor, make my famous sangria for my parent's party, wrap what's left of my presents, and end the day by helping my sister clean my mother's house from top to bottom in preparation for Friday night's party. Will the fun never end?!

Oh, crap...I forgot I have to finish wrapping work gifts. Toodles!

P.S. I can see the moon through the window and it is lovely and large and dusty-yellow in color. ♥

I am almost completely off for a whole week!!! I just have a couple of things to work on from home and I am sure I will get getting a million calls on Monday when they move the servers and test them, but otherwise I am in the clear. SWEET FREEDOM!!!!

I got my hair colored at the beauty school again and the lovely young gay man who worked on me asked if I wanted my make up done. I knew it was a mistake, but I said yes and he shellacked it on! I mean, the actual eye and lip stuff was fine, but the base! He used a paintbrush! I can't stand that shit on my face and I don't care what anyone says, I think it makes you look older, not younger. At least the makeup part was complimentary - they just do it to practice or for funsies. I left looking like a J. Lo drag queen. But Kate was a sweetheart and he did a good job coloring my hair so I forgive him for the 5 pounds of makeup he troweled on.

I have already started Christmas shopping for some stuff. I don't love to do it, but I get a kick out of wrapping and giving the presents. That is my favorite part, alongside the baking and the Christmas music and the baby Jesus. LOL. ♥ ♥ ♥

I have some good news on the job front (I think), although I can't disclose anything until the deed is done...sometime in February of next year.

So, we went ahead and bought a 55" Toshiba TV at Sears - it was on sale and they were offering $110 Sear's Rewards dollars to use in the store, so we jumped on it. It's very...big. Like, I need to knock down a wall and move the couch back big. o_O I also bought JP the sound system he wanted and we are going to upgrade the TiVo, so no more personal spending for me this holiday! But I am satisfied...we have been looking to buy a second TV for awhile now. Two televisions in the house! How decadent! ^_~ That makes me feel like I am successful...although I don't think anyone else would consider it that way.

In other news, we ate hot wings for dinner last night and now my stomach is giving me a what for - hopefully it settles down because later JP and I want to check out a state park. 

1. The Last Airbender was, unfortunately, very bad. What a waste of Jackson "Fine Ass" Rathbone. The special effects and fight scenes were mostly good. I loves me some slo-mo action sequences so I can actually see what is going on. But the writing and most of the acting and the overall herky-jerky storytelling was just...yuck. Oh, M. Night. I still love you, though. Not enough to go see another midnight showing of yours, but still...

2. Thanks to the non-stop rain and time of the month, I now am enjoying horrible cramps/my period and the biggest sinus headache ever to set up residence in my noggin simultaneously. Ugh. Everything hurts and squirts. Sorry for the TMI.

3. OHMYGODTHECRAMPS!!!!

4. Due to all of the above, I got nothing done at work today and thus have to work tonight. Which I am going to do momentarily. I swear.

I had a dream the other night where JP suddenly became Adam Lambert and he broke up with me (naturally!) and putting all the heartbreak stuff aside (it really hurt, yo), it was pretty funny because Adam/JP told me that he only wanted to take care of me and I promptly stood up and gave him double middle fingers before stomping off. I wish I could always be that spunky during a breakup. Ouch, though. 

Well, Lady Gaga is coming to San Antonio, which is cool. HOWEVER. I have something to say about this whole ticket business. I figured if you are gonna go Gaga, you gotta go General Admission, right? Get all up close and personal with the stage and that whole theatrical train wreck. So, I got the password for the presale and tried to buy a GA ticket this morning (and at $85, not including fees, that shit ain't cheap!). But I kept getting 'none available.' So, I started messing around a little and discovered lo! you could buy a GA ticket IF you purchased a "special package" for $240. TWO HUNDRED AND FORTY DOLLARS. FOR ONE TICKET. THAT IS NOT EVEN A SEAT. *ahem* Anyhoo, I was incensed. Highway robbery! So, unless they change that rule once the tickets go on sale to the general public, count me out of the whole thing. Very disappointed in the Gaga gouging.

Also, in other news, I wanted to take a couple of days and go to the beach this weekend before the mad rush of summer, but my boss told me that the auditors are coming so I can't be off when they are in the office. What I don't understand is why my superstar of a co-worker can't handle them? You would think that since he got a perfect review, he would be better equipped to handle such a task.

I am in a foul mood, NGL.

ETA: since I am in a bitchy mood already, I would just like to say that although I love, love, LOVE the songs and dancing on Glee, I find the writing so, so LAZY. Dropped story lines, pointless plot contrivances to explain away all the awesome guest stars, and also the blatant emotional manipulation in lieu of real stories. Puke. C'mon, writers - the world is watching. Don't just sit on your collective asses and let the music and Jane Lynch carry the show. *sigh*

Idol Gives Back: David Cook with little girls - 1, My ovaries - 0

He is just too adorable with children, makes me all gooey and goofy.

In other news, I will probably clear at least 10 hours of OT this week. Save or splurge? Hmmm.

Also, this thread of poetry made me cry, but only because most of them are so damn touching and hopeful and happy in an uncommon way.

Waking up on a rainy Saturday morning at 7:30 AM is just WRONG!

So very glad this week is over, am not looking forward to Monday because apparently we are having an "Innovation" exercise (whatever the Hell that means) which is a game, but nothing is ever just a "game" at work. Should be loads of "fun."

( I woke up because I had a bad dream and also my ovaries sorta hurt... )

Ughhhhhh. Work. It's getting harder and harder to drag myself into the office. I just want to stay home and watch the Food Network and that channel with all the wedding shows. And everything around me is SHITTY because I cannot be arsed to clean this muthfuckin' house because I am le tired and le whiny (like right now). So instead of cleaning a little tonight, I get on the computer and wah wah wah to my peeps at livejournal because I am a BIG BABY. Where's my bottle?!

Okay, I am going to clean up 2 square feet in this bedroom before I go to bed, so help me God...