Jenny and the Mustang

Well, kids, I know it’s been a while, but working from home wears a girl out. As usual I don’t have a long story in me, but I will share with you the last few adventures in my life!

1. The Mustang
Oh yeah, I’m in Plano tonight and Hertz gave me a Mustang. Yep, 5’4 me, driving a fricking Mustang; no it’s not a convertible. Like I need that kind of distraction trying not to get killed by Texas drivers. What a waste of horse power – you know, on the girl who hates driving rental cars in strange places. Although, even I can appreciate the beauty of this car. Vroom!!

2. Partying like I’m 13 again
Saturday night the JFed had an adult Bar/Bat Mitzvah party. I went on my own, and managed to survive. Saw some peeps from High School; met some girls to have lunch with; avoided the old guy (he now comes to these events, blech); and my personal favorite – discovered why the derma douche bag didn’t like me. I actually saw him animated and talking to a girl! But a blonde, tiny girl. Candee K, hairstylist extraordinaire, said she could make me a blonde. I told her that was true, but she’d also have to suck out half my personality and give me a lobotomy so I could stand being with him for more than 15 minutes. If I’m going to have elective surgery, I’d rather lipo my arse.

There was also a psychic at the party. By the time I got to her it was almost time for her to go. Long story, short, she looked at my palms for like 30 seconds and then basically told me it was time to put Princess in her place. She didn’t name Prissy, but told me that I had a situation that was causing conflict and that while I like to be polite, it’s time to lay down the law! Needless to say, I took her card and might be paying her a visit in the future.

3. I LOVE Hotel Nylo
Okay, kind of out of order, but I love, love, LOVE the new hotel I’m staying at in the SWC – smelly water city. It’s super modern, think W, but inexpensive and they keep upgrading me to the hypo-allergenic room!!! And today, they left me a little stuffed teddy bear to take home!!! If you’re in a city they have a hotel, you should def check it out www.nylohotels.com

4. The Needy Guy
Last week I met, went out once, and broke up with a new guy. Seriously, I had to actually break up with the freako.

Tried a new dating site. IM’d with him, seemed normal, went out – had a lot of fun. Wasn’t necessarily super attracted to him, but would’ve gone out again… at least until he IM’d me all day long the day after we went out, AND we were going to meet up again that night (only b/c otherwise it would’ve been close to a week until we could go out again).

First, he IM’d me something that was a sexual innuendo. Now I’m not a prude, but 10am is a little early for smut; which I told him. Then I told him that I needed to work and I’d chat with him later. He lasted about 15 minutes before I got this crucial message from him “do you like Smallville?” an hour later I IM’d him back that I’d seen a few episodes, and why? It’s his favorite show. He wanted to know if I liked it.

Again, I tried to get him to go away so I could work – and yes, I know I didn’t have to answer him, but it was distracting – and he didn’t. he then wanted to know, I kid you not, what he should wear out that night. WTF. I told him clothing. He asked, “don’t you have a preference?” I said, no, I didn’t, that it wasn’t my thing. That’s a girlfriend thing and we met YESTERDAY. Okay, I didn’t put it in all caps, but I did say it. he kind of meekly went away for about 2 minutes, then came back to say he was going to shower and not to think about him in the shower. Um, wasn’t going to. Thanks for the gross image, though, and did I mention that I was trying to work!

Later in the afternoon I decided to bail on the date, and sent him both an IM and a text. An hour later he answers some smart ass remark about how at least he got to meet me before there was a cancellation and then wrote “see ya.”

Hmm, most people, myself included would take that ‘see ya’ to mean – not gonna hear from him again. Oh no, he IM’d the next day to see if I wanted to reschedule. Needless to say, I did not, and although he tried to argue with me, eventually, finally, he went away.

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um, guessing it might help if I actually attach the pics I mentioned in my earlier post.

have also added in a pic from last weekend's white trash halloween party.

Working from home: Day 1

So today is the first day I’m officially working from home…or rather it’s my first week of working from home. I’m not sure I’m doing too well. It could be that it’s gorgeous out, or it could be that I’m exhausted from a fantastic All Hallow’s Eve with Leah: see attached pics. We were fabulous!!

Regardless, I have zero motivation today. Mondays and I were never very compatible. I’m glad to see that’s still the case. I’m also very happy that I no longer have Sunday night dread. Now if I could just get to bed at a decent hour. Last night I watched Family Guy reruns, read the longest intro email from some guy on the harmful site (it was so long I almost fell asleep while reading it) and then tried to sleep while Gracie hogged the bed. Yes, the other day I gave in and let the pup sleep on a towel on the bed. The towel was supposed to keep the dog hair from getting all over the bed. It’s good in theory but not when I wake up to find her horizontally sprawled across the bed. However, it did explain why I was curled into a ball. And now I have to figure out how to get her off the bed and not hurt her feelings…and yes, I realize how that sounds.

Hmm, I really got off topic. Anyway right now I’m at my neighborhood Dunn Bros for coffee. Unfortunately the cute guy isn’t working today. Boo. Tomorrow I get to vote, but really I get relief from all the damn political ads. I think the words “ad nauseum” came from political ads. I will be SO happy when the election is over. Oh, and here’s a question: Obama is planning a victory rally with 65,000 people in Chicago. What happens if he doesn’t win? And please note, I said “if” he doesn’t win, not “when” he doesn’t. My prediction goes to him, but really I figure no matter who we get for President it’s all a big crapshoot if they can actually do anything to fix the country.

That said, I shall go back to my coffee and my What Not To Wear outfit of loungey clothes and a sweater coat – thanks, Gap! If I can make it through one more hour of work – actual work, not blog work – then G Lou and I will hit the dog park.

Happy voting!