Whose team? MY team, bitches!
Today I negotiated a new hair color with Pam, under the watchful and overly-disappointed gaze of my mother. Why is me not wanting to be a blonde anymore so unreasonable? Do people not ever dye their hair darker than their natural color? Am I the sideshow freak of salon goers? I so don't have the facial hair, weird tattoos or freakish flexability to work that angle. Regardless, it's purty and delightfully darker. Just in time for my new year's celebrations.
Speaking of the holidays, Christmas was cool, new year's will be cool, starting school will be cool (yay for my classes starting the second week,) my books will only be $500, not $1200, my new computer is inbound, and jesus, at almost 28 i'm finally feeling like a functional adult. I've told people to fuck off who, for the last several years, have served as vigilant drama-bringers in my life. It's not that I was a failure before or having trouble "growing up" per se... instead, I think I was still trying to settle into me. I like me now. I hope the people I care about do, too.
I'm sure you're all dying to know what, exactly, I'll be doing come January. While daydreaming about a Lexus, shit I'll be honest, a Toyota Highlander even, I will be wiling away my days studying Managerial Accounting, the Fundamentals of Finance, the Foundations of Management Leadership and Strategic Planning. Look, you, too can pay 30k and learn to add and subtract, hire and fire people, and try to organize group of people who, by all accounts can't work together, into some reasonable approximation of a team and hope they won't bring down your company with their tomfoolery. Or shenanigans. Yes, only clever and cute shenanigans allowed on MY team; and really, who doesn't want to play on Amanda's team?!
Sadly, uber business woman must be shelved for a little while longer. Amanda the Slob must turn into Amanda the Little Woman, tie on that pink apron and clean, clean, clean! I've got company comin', yo!
p.s. I'm giddy
p.p.s Flu shots don't hurt at all, until 8 hours later when you rub lotion on your arm and wince. Oh yeah, THAT'S why. :(
p.p.p.s. I bought a corset today only it's not all frilly and pretty, it's pure service. My advance apologies to the only person who will care.
p.p.p.p.s This shit is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s!
Speaking of the holidays, Christmas was cool, new year's will be cool, starting school will be cool (yay for my classes starting the second week,) my books will only be $500, not $1200, my new computer is inbound, and jesus, at almost 28 i'm finally feeling like a functional adult. I've told people to fuck off who, for the last several years, have served as vigilant drama-bringers in my life. It's not that I was a failure before or having trouble "growing up" per se... instead, I think I was still trying to settle into me. I like me now. I hope the people I care about do, too.
I'm sure you're all dying to know what, exactly, I'll be doing come January. While daydreaming about a Lexus, shit I'll be honest, a Toyota Highlander even, I will be wiling away my days studying Managerial Accounting, the Fundamentals of Finance, the Foundations of Management Leadership and Strategic Planning. Look, you, too can pay 30k and learn to add and subtract, hire and fire people, and try to organize group of people who, by all accounts can't work together, into some reasonable approximation of a team and hope they won't bring down your company with their tomfoolery. Or shenanigans. Yes, only clever and cute shenanigans allowed on MY team; and really, who doesn't want to play on Amanda's team?!
Sadly, uber business woman must be shelved for a little while longer. Amanda the Slob must turn into Amanda the Little Woman, tie on that pink apron and clean, clean, clean! I've got company comin', yo!
p.s. I'm giddy
p.p.s Flu shots don't hurt at all, until 8 hours later when you rub lotion on your arm and wince. Oh yeah, THAT'S why. :(
p.p.p.s. I bought a corset today only it's not all frilly and pretty, it's pure service. My advance apologies to the only person who will care.
p.p.p.p.s This shit is bananas, b-a-n-a-n-a-s!