the mental break from benefits...
Well hello
Today is as crazy a day as ever there was for AE. I'm so sick of the phones ringing, and I'm definitely losing my voice. Which brings the cough back.
But enough whining, cuz at least the day is going by fast, which is just ...great, since I'm a leeetle bit tired. poquito. Not sure if that's how you spell it or I just said something horribly rude in Spanish (in which case, sorry Steph!)
Maybe it's some sort of yummy food....
Anyway...
This weekend was nice. Friday I went out with Debbie straight from work...we went out to Barnes and Noble and then were generally girlie and hung out in the mall for a while. We got to Macy's and I sat down for the women at the M.A.C. counter so they could do my eyes...I like to do that sometimes.
So I got that done, and then tried out Opa! which is this greek place out on 60.
What's amusing to me, as an aside, is how guys are only interested to a point in how that whole eye makeup thing works. Like, watching for about four minutes and then going "oo! menswear!" cuz it gets too girlie. Oh well.
So yeah, that was why those pics had that look, that was them doing it, though I replicated it exactly the next day (yay for paying attention!)
Saturday I started at the Hut of Pizzas. Oh yes, that's right, I'm back!
My pizza smells like car again. (ask Matt bout that one..lol)
It was relatively normal. I mean, there's a lot of new faces, but the old faces that were there just made me smile. It was fun...usually is. And I made enough money to cover gas and then some.
Patty and Cherie and Lou met me at the Hut after I got off ( a tad bit late) so we could go to Dungeon of Doom. Peter met us up later.
Just for the record: I am SUCH a chicken about haunted houses, I fully admit that. I'm an easy scare.
So we all piled in Lou's car (he has a Prius like my aunt does) and went to Grayslake...where there was a THREE HOUR WAIT to get in. This bummed us out because Ben and Melissa both work there, so we wanted to be terrified by friends..you know? ;)
Though that'd probably make it worse, as evidenced by Ben stalking me in his scary clown outfit two years ago. *shakes fist at Ben*
Anyway, we decided we'd go to Mchenry to their haunted house. I got scared in line by a ghoulie thing that snuck up behind me and we got scared by a guy in an orange vest who jumped out from behind a rock before we even got into line...oh well. I'm sure it's amusing to see us scream. So anyway, I commandeered Peter's arm. (left some marks. :/) for the haunted house
I have this rule:
If I am going to a haunted house, I require a man to hold on to.
Sounds old fashioned and non progressive, but I DO NOT CARE.
I require a man to cower up against.
Thankfully Peter was up to the task, though I'm sure he got a laugh out of my cowering self.
It wasn't as scary as I thought it'd be, Dungeon of Doom is way scarier...but still frightening. Their scary clowns in their scary clown room had chainsaws, which means it's basically me and Cherie's worst nightmare. Also, their scary clown that RUSHED ME had the BEST maniacal evil clown laugh...scares me again just thinking about it.
(can't sleep, clowns will eat me...)
After that, to Steak and Shake we went, where I tried the S'mores shake. Then I headed home and stayed up way too late.
Sunday was the mall with mom, which was relatively pleasant. Spent too much money. I'm supposed to go to Mario Tricocci tonight for my haircut...I'm sooo nervous. No idea what to expect, and I'm worried. Every time some place cuts my hair they botch...and i know this is some high end place, but i'm just ....nervous. Plus I don't want them to want to cut it to like, 2 inches long. I'm afraid that it's the type of salon that's like "we will cut it short because we say so" to which i will say "not on your life, nerdbombers!"
We'll see. Grocery shopping to do, haircut to get, gonna be busy. Blah. I don't wanna.
Meanwhile -song lyrics I'm feelin' that Dawn is too, but hey, i'm posting here too. hah.
Just makes me think. Sorta a goal. Sorta something my heart tells me is true
Under you spell again
I can't say no to you
crave my heart and it's bleeding in your hand
I can't say no to you
Shouldn't have let you torture me so sweetly
now I can't let go of this dream
I can't breathe but I feel
Good enough
I feel good enough for you
Drink up sweet decadence
I can't say no to you
and I've completely lost myself
and I don't mind
I can't say no to you
Shouldn't have let you
conquer me completely
now I can't let go of this dream
can't believe that I feel
Good enough
I feel good enough
it's been such a long time coming
but I feel good
And I'm stil waiting for the rain to fall
pour real life down on me
cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough
am I good enough
for you to love me too?
So take care what you ask of me
cause I can't say no
It's interesting...just cuz it's at the same time empowering and a bit sad...I know i've been in this place. And it's an interesting place to find yourself in. To me it's a good thing though, feeling good enough for someone and finding someone who it doesn't feel like work with...cuz things CAN be good.. I dunno, I find it hopeful, but in a practical way. *yammer yammer*
*sigh*
anyway...enough diatribes. Lata peeps!
Today is as crazy a day as ever there was for AE. I'm so sick of the phones ringing, and I'm definitely losing my voice. Which brings the cough back.
But enough whining, cuz at least the day is going by fast, which is just ...great, since I'm a leeetle bit tired. poquito. Not sure if that's how you spell it or I just said something horribly rude in Spanish (in which case, sorry Steph!)
Maybe it's some sort of yummy food....
Anyway...
This weekend was nice. Friday I went out with Debbie straight from work...we went out to Barnes and Noble and then were generally girlie and hung out in the mall for a while. We got to Macy's and I sat down for the women at the M.A.C. counter so they could do my eyes...I like to do that sometimes.
So I got that done, and then tried out Opa! which is this greek place out on 60.
What's amusing to me, as an aside, is how guys are only interested to a point in how that whole eye makeup thing works. Like, watching for about four minutes and then going "oo! menswear!" cuz it gets too girlie. Oh well.
So yeah, that was why those pics had that look, that was them doing it, though I replicated it exactly the next day (yay for paying attention!)
Saturday I started at the Hut of Pizzas. Oh yes, that's right, I'm back!
My pizza smells like car again. (ask Matt bout that one..lol)
It was relatively normal. I mean, there's a lot of new faces, but the old faces that were there just made me smile. It was fun...usually is. And I made enough money to cover gas and then some.
Patty and Cherie and Lou met me at the Hut after I got off ( a tad bit late) so we could go to Dungeon of Doom. Peter met us up later.
Just for the record: I am SUCH a chicken about haunted houses, I fully admit that. I'm an easy scare.
So we all piled in Lou's car (he has a Prius like my aunt does) and went to Grayslake...where there was a THREE HOUR WAIT to get in. This bummed us out because Ben and Melissa both work there, so we wanted to be terrified by friends..you know? ;)
Though that'd probably make it worse, as evidenced by Ben stalking me in his scary clown outfit two years ago. *shakes fist at Ben*
Anyway, we decided we'd go to Mchenry to their haunted house. I got scared in line by a ghoulie thing that snuck up behind me and we got scared by a guy in an orange vest who jumped out from behind a rock before we even got into line...oh well. I'm sure it's amusing to see us scream. So anyway, I commandeered Peter's arm. (left some marks. :/) for the haunted house
I have this rule:
If I am going to a haunted house, I require a man to hold on to.
Sounds old fashioned and non progressive, but I DO NOT CARE.
I require a man to cower up against.
Thankfully Peter was up to the task, though I'm sure he got a laugh out of my cowering self.
It wasn't as scary as I thought it'd be, Dungeon of Doom is way scarier...but still frightening. Their scary clowns in their scary clown room had chainsaws, which means it's basically me and Cherie's worst nightmare. Also, their scary clown that RUSHED ME had the BEST maniacal evil clown laugh...scares me again just thinking about it.
(can't sleep, clowns will eat me...)
After that, to Steak and Shake we went, where I tried the S'mores shake. Then I headed home and stayed up way too late.
Sunday was the mall with mom, which was relatively pleasant. Spent too much money. I'm supposed to go to Mario Tricocci tonight for my haircut...I'm sooo nervous. No idea what to expect, and I'm worried. Every time some place cuts my hair they botch...and i know this is some high end place, but i'm just ....nervous. Plus I don't want them to want to cut it to like, 2 inches long. I'm afraid that it's the type of salon that's like "we will cut it short because we say so" to which i will say "not on your life, nerdbombers!"
We'll see. Grocery shopping to do, haircut to get, gonna be busy. Blah. I don't wanna.
Meanwhile -song lyrics I'm feelin' that Dawn is too, but hey, i'm posting here too. hah.
Just makes me think. Sorta a goal. Sorta something my heart tells me is true
Under you spell again
I can't say no to you
crave my heart and it's bleeding in your hand
I can't say no to you
Shouldn't have let you torture me so sweetly
now I can't let go of this dream
I can't breathe but I feel
Good enough
I feel good enough for you
Drink up sweet decadence
I can't say no to you
and I've completely lost myself
and I don't mind
I can't say no to you
Shouldn't have let you
conquer me completely
now I can't let go of this dream
can't believe that I feel
Good enough
I feel good enough
it's been such a long time coming
but I feel good
And I'm stil waiting for the rain to fall
pour real life down on me
cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough
am I good enough
for you to love me too?
So take care what you ask of me
cause I can't say no
It's interesting...just cuz it's at the same time empowering and a bit sad...I know i've been in this place. And it's an interesting place to find yourself in. To me it's a good thing though, feeling good enough for someone and finding someone who it doesn't feel like work with...cuz things CAN be good.. I dunno, I find it hopeful, but in a practical way. *yammer yammer*
*sigh*
anyway...enough diatribes. Lata peeps!