the pre-quel to bridezilla and the bay for which to heal
weekends don't come often enough - some are errand weekends, some are family/friend weekends, and every so often you get that time to really relax and do all that "nothing" you've been craving. this weekend was not as relaxing as it could have been though it was in the friend category.
Bridezilla Begins: this weekend, baloneyman and i went to help his former roommates Munchkin and Altarboy (recently engaged) "decorate" their condo for their engagement party. i saw the red flags when i agreed to go and said "sure, I'll help clean" and was corrected that "it's not cleaning, it's decorating." you may ask yourself, why is it necessary to have 3 full grown men, two teenagers, and 2 women (herself included) to decorate a living room space of 200 square feet, the day before the party (saturday)??? ah, that's the same question i had.
i soon found out that since her fiance refused/was not able to get to the 22 feet high cathedral ceiling to put up the ballons and streamers (all the ballons and streamers were coordinated in a certain color-combination for their meaning), baloneyman and jooboy were called into action. as far as i could tell, the balloon colors were random, but not to her...nope not to bridezilla. she was so tense and throwing so many tantrums, i wanted to hit her. i shook her instead....they're fucking balloons for godsake. and i personally would be more impressed if they had wiped down the inch thick layer of dust off their coffee table.
part II, of Bridezilla will follow in not too long. She's already going crazy over the wedding invitations. she wants to send them out 2 months ago (the wedding is in OCTOBER). and no, that wasn't a grammatical error in the previous sentence, she feels behind and keeps picking fights with her fiance over this lame stuff ("I told him MONTHS ago, MONTHS ago to get ...blah"). this wedding isn't going to be over soon enough.
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went to a volunteer orientation with Oregon tonight for Heal the Bay in Santa Monica. there was this one volunteer there who couldn't help tooting his own horn each chance he got "So, i volunteer and i'm involved with lots and lots of other organizations, what in it for me with this org that i can't get out of orgs?" seemed to be his attitude. Oregon and I had a lot of fun making fun of him on the way home; we both pegged him as a vegan and some self-righteous freak who had hand picked his chameleon t-shirt. Oregon stuffed himself with chocolate chip cookies, and I made out with lots of sprite. A good haul: human entertainment, free food, and oh, yeah, do-gooder stuff. I'm going to try to see if i can work in the aquarium as a volunteer - because you know how i love our ocean friends.
Bridezilla Begins: this weekend, baloneyman and i went to help his former roommates Munchkin and Altarboy (recently engaged) "decorate" their condo for their engagement party. i saw the red flags when i agreed to go and said "sure, I'll help clean" and was corrected that "it's not cleaning, it's decorating." you may ask yourself, why is it necessary to have 3 full grown men, two teenagers, and 2 women (herself included) to decorate a living room space of 200 square feet, the day before the party (saturday)??? ah, that's the same question i had.
i soon found out that since her fiance refused/was not able to get to the 22 feet high cathedral ceiling to put up the ballons and streamers (all the ballons and streamers were coordinated in a certain color-combination for their meaning), baloneyman and jooboy were called into action. as far as i could tell, the balloon colors were random, but not to her...nope not to bridezilla. she was so tense and throwing so many tantrums, i wanted to hit her. i shook her instead....they're fucking balloons for godsake. and i personally would be more impressed if they had wiped down the inch thick layer of dust off their coffee table.
part II, of Bridezilla will follow in not too long. She's already going crazy over the wedding invitations. she wants to send them out 2 months ago (the wedding is in OCTOBER). and no, that wasn't a grammatical error in the previous sentence, she feels behind and keeps picking fights with her fiance over this lame stuff ("I told him MONTHS ago, MONTHS ago to get ...blah"). this wedding isn't going to be over soon enough.
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went to a volunteer orientation with Oregon tonight for Heal the Bay in Santa Monica. there was this one volunteer there who couldn't help tooting his own horn each chance he got "So, i volunteer and i'm involved with lots and lots of other organizations, what in it for me with this org that i can't get out of orgs?" seemed to be his attitude. Oregon and I had a lot of fun making fun of him on the way home; we both pegged him as a vegan and some self-righteous freak who had hand picked his chameleon t-shirt. Oregon stuffed himself with chocolate chip cookies, and I made out with lots of sprite. A good haul: human entertainment, free food, and oh, yeah, do-gooder stuff. I'm going to try to see if i can work in the aquarium as a volunteer - because you know how i love our ocean friends.