Life is more than the Cubicle

Literally!

I moved into my parents house and will be here for the next two weeks while they traipse around Eastern Europe. I hope I get some presents :)

They didn't leave me much in the fridge, just some lettuce and some yogurt

and this..

I spent the day working at home/finishing up homework/studying...I mean, working at home.... so I got to catch up on some of my DVR including Craig Ferguson which I now watch whenever I need a pick me up. It has just the right level of raunchiness and pointing out common sense to those that, well, lack it.

Anyway, he was answering an email from a girl who said that she leaves sweet notes for her boyfriend everyday when she goes to work to show him she cares. Then one morning, he leaves her a note that says, "Buy Milk". So she asked, Craig, should I be offended?

His response:  A lot of times, people go around looking to be offended. Even if you should be offended, if you're not actually offended, why force yourself? If you're not actually offended don't get yourself all worked up just to feel offended. If you're not actually like WOAH I'm offended, if you're like, "should I be offended?" why should you be? Just relax! If you're thinking, should I be offended? You're not actually offended, you're just looking for someone to be angry at. That's different.

This. Is. So. True.

I wonder how different the news/blogs/rants would be if people stopped to think if they're actually offended, or just trying to find someone to be angry at



Now, some clips to show you why I love Craig

This week has been incredibly trying (I know, it's only Tuesday, what's your point?).

I have 5 group meeting this week.
My saturday looks like this:
9-11am meeting
11-4pm meeting
4-7pm meeting
Plus having to comment on 20 student papers and write up 4 papers about how I would suggest innovations for my company

I'm so excited, I could pass out


Work has been tough since my direct boss is out of town on personal business. It's been hard to be Larry (manager) and to be Janine at the same time. It's even harder knowing that all this work will do absolutely nothing in getting me a promotion. Nothing. Nada. Error, does not compute.

Anyway, there's one coworker who really tests my patience and my sanity. She always leaves me scrambling like cat frantically trying to catch a laser beam.



But you know, lady, leaving me out of the loop, leaving me to sit there flopping like a fish in front of our customer because you purposely withheld information, and completely ignoring the fact that I control all the money...it only makes you look...well...inept.

Because even though you constantly force me to work with no information, I can still pull together my resources and save the day. Thankless, of course, you never even acknowledge my presence. Yes, I would also love a world where we can spend spend spend with an unlimited source of funds.

Continue to go along your merry way.


But I still win

I know, it's been a while..

I do have some pictures from my weekend in Santa Cruz. Wood littered beach, dead seal, beer and my glorious Borders haul

So far, since Monday, I haven't returned home before 9pm and haven't eaten what I would consider an appropriate dinner for the past week

I think last night was some gummi candies and coffee

They were really insanely, incredibly gross

At least I got them free from the cafe in my business building

And yes, I did check to see if my boobs were falling out of my shirt (they weren't). Maybe the guy just knew that I had picked the most disgusting item they sold or maybe he just saw the crazed expression and the black bags beneath my eyes and knew that I'd probably kill him through eyeball deathray if he said something

This school thing is going to kill me or scare that poor guy who works in the cafe who looks at me crazy when I order a nonfat latte