…the way forward…

My boyfriend is going to Korea.

And it’s an amazing opportunity and it’s for work…

And even though we have a long distance relationship, an ocean apart makes things temporarily difficult.

I think that’s because I talk to him EVERYDAY…about sometimes the most mundane stuff. d

But at the same time, I’m extremely proud of him, because well — working internationally is exceeding the expecations he had for this year.

And well, that makes me feel good. I’m soooo proud of him.

Yuck, sorry, I got mushy…so unlike me.

This year, I’m thankful that I didn’t get a DUI like my little sister’s boyfriend who we had to bail out of jail on Thanksgiving morning.

I’m also thankful that I do have real friends, unlike the b*tch I went to the club (a club that I hate!) with on Wednesday evening who decided to leave without letting me know and I had to track down her and my coat later.

I’m thankful that I’m with a man who genuinely cares for me and doesn’t leave me disgusting, “I want to stick my **** in your *****” messages on my voicemail. (Not that I don’t like the occasional dirty talk, it just helps if I like the person and the feeling is mutual.”

I’m thankful that I only managed to gain .2 lbs (says my digital scale) over the holiday and not the 10 I thought I would.

I’m thankful that God made cheesecake. Particularly, white chocolate raspberry cheesecake and that Mr. Man sent me the most awesome recipe for this.

I’m thankful that even though my cooking skills are at best elementary, I still didn’t f*ck up the cheescake. The top didn’t even crack!

Finally, I’m thankful that the weekend is finally here, and perhaps, my life can return to normal once again.
I hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving! Enjoy your weekend!

According to my ex-boyfriend, I’m a mojo stealer, and I managed to steal his in a manner of minutes the other night.

He said this, I think, because I managed to beat him at a video game he owns and has played probably every night for weeks.

So I have a few questions….

Now that I have his mojo, what do I do with it?

Better yet, how do I return it? It seems kind of important to him; he seems lost without it.

Saturday night, my roommate and I run across this girl’s wallet. She had left it at the concession stand that my roommate operates in a somewhat busy bar/club area of town.

The wallet contained possibly every credit card the poor girl was issued and her driver’s license. In all honesty, we could’ve had a field day with it.

Instead, we find inside, a student ID and proceed to call the college. When that search turned up empty, we did the next best thing, we logged into MySpace to see if we could find her.

Yep. She was there.

I sent her an email telling her that we had found her wallet and to give us a call at home.

She calls at 7 a.m. the next morning. (Mind you, it was 3 when we actually got home and sent her the message!) And then she proceeds to keep calling and leaving messages, one after the other until my roommate picks up the phone at 10 a.m.

My roommate, not the nicest one after working third shift, answers the phone. The girl demands that we bring the wallet to her…

I guess this is the part where it gets ugly and my roommate tells her that she can pick it up at the house and leaves the wallet outside in a plastic bag hanging on the front door.

She never says thank you, she never says sorry for even slightly inconveniencing or waking someone up. She goes about life as if we owed it to her to get her the damn wallet. She’s lucky that we weren’t just a pair of thieves who would’ve used the information that we found and proceeded to rack up a bunch of debt in her name. She’s just freaking lucky….and dammit, too bad she’s an ungrateful b*tch.

This is just one more reason why I’m still perhaps, a little unforgiving.

I am honest. To a fault. To my own detriment at times. Much like today.

My boss was trying to talk to me and the whole entire time I wanted to stick my foot up his ass. Then he asked me what I thought about him.

And I told him.

“I think everything you’re saying is bullshit. Can I get back to work now?”

I still have a job. I think everyone around me is amazed.