Does anyone else remember Blink 182? I found their cd while I was unpacking and I had forgotten how much fun their music can be. I’ve been blaring it from my car whenever I get a chance. The security guards give me funny looks when they hear some of the lyrics as I go through the gate to work, but it is what it is. Who wouldn’t want to hear the “Party Song” or about how “the state looks down on sodomy?”on an early Monday morning? We’ll find out tomorrow.
I have to be at work at 6 a.m. so I probably should be in bed right now, not typing a blog post. However, I’m wide awake and lying in bed would be pointless. Some would argue I should be doing some work or at the very least surfing the net, but my blog is in need of some TLC.
Work is still progressing in the right direction, but there’s still a lot to be desired. Growing pains suck. On the bright side my business cards came in, which clearly means I am a professional.
Tomorrow I’m briefing some new employees on public affairs – something I did last week for some of our higher ranking officials. I have to remember most people have no idea what I do. Usually when people see me I’m taking notes for an interview or snapping photos – they think I’m a reporter or a photographer. I should relish this opportunity to teach people about what I do. Hopefully, it’ll sink in.
On a personal note, I’m still surrounded by boxes. You’d think I would take the time to unpack everything and you know, build a home, but no. Instead, I’ve built a path from the living room to the kitchen, to the bedroom and bathroom. Everything else is just shoved to the side. I’m feeling unmotivated. Maybe if I knew people were coming over I’d straighten up. I should take a page out of Co-Worker’s book and schedule a house-warming party. Then I’d be forced to clean…or would I? Part of me thinks I would. Part of me thinks I’d relocate the party to the pub downstairs.
Speaking of pubs – do you like how I can always segue into drinking? – I felt really old on Friday. I was at work until about 6:30, which sucked but doesn’t really matter, and got home around 7ish. I was walking to my apartment from the parking garage and there were two girls dressed up in cocktail dresses and heels. They were blitzed and one of them fell down in the middle of the street because of the cobblestones. They start laughing hysterically and I couldn’t help but think of college.
Followed by the, “you couldn’t at least wait until the sun went down to get ripped?”
That’s when I had the “oh man, I’m getting old” thoughts.
Is it just me?
Other big news – okay not big, but worth mentioning – our organization has a holiday ball each year. Yep, that’s right. After four years of sorority formals, I thought I would be able to put the dresses away and be done with the whole thing (with the exception of fabulous weddings, of course). Apparently, that’s not the case. We have a full blown military formal each year. Go figure.
This means dress shopping. I’d wear one of my old formals, but let’s face it, they’re no longer in style and they no longer fit. Ladies, if you want to keep your sanity, do NOT try on your old formals. It’s not fun.
Trust me on this one.
Anyway, because our dollar sucks so bad buying a dress here really isn’t the best idea. This means I need to do online shopping because I can’t make an emergency trip back to the States for a dress. If you know of any decent Web sites, please send them my way!
Alright, I should go check on my laundry – it’s been about two hours so it should be wrapping up.
PS – the photos are of me and Amy. We went cruising up the river today and stopped in a small town to hike up to some castle ruins. Wicked.