Bullies

{Babble}

My co-workers have really interesting conversations.

One time, I entered the break room and heard a dissection of why Sandra Bullock’s marriage failed. Another time, there was a question posed on what do we call women who used to be in relationships with men but then got involved with other women but then went back to men (Anne Heche, we’re talking ’bout you.) A couple of days ago, the conversation turned to bullies.

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Boob Tube

In case you haven’t deduced from some of my previous posts, I have just started a new job.

This one still deals with babies (of a certain variety…), getting up before the sun rises, napping in my car, and sticking my head in front of a computer all day.  But it’s even cooler because I get a steady paycheck (for the time being) and lovely co-workers to chat with.

And I get a TV.

For someone who loves loves LOVES television shows, I’m not a big TV watcher. At least, not of the couch -surfing variety. I prefer my shows on-line because I can watch it whenever, wherever.

But it’s different when there’s a 18″ staring straight you down, begging to be on, blaring information and baring eye candy galore.

The first couple of days, I didn’t even touch the stuff, wanting to look “professional” and all.  Then, I noticed all my co-workers doing it. So I turn it on just when I have some downtime. Then, I found out Gilmore Girls plays like, 5 times a day.  Then, I realized I have yet to catch up on all my Sonny with a Chance and Wizards of Waverly Place.  Then I realized that I had forgotten how much I liked The OC‘s early seasons.

Um, so yea. I pretty much have the TV on for most of the day now.

But it’s not like I watch it. This is the girl who spent her entire finals week watching the taiwanese soap opera, Meteor Garden, keeping one eye or ear on the tube and the other on my study notes. I aced those finals, thank you very much.  I just always worked better when I have several things going at once.

Anyway, with the TV on for most of the day, I have some thoughts about the current state of daytime/re-runs/cable  TV:

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Entertainment Weekly was not kidding when they announced that this was “The Year of Sandra.”  After an sweet year of great (and not so great) performances in 2009, she continued her reign as film queen this year by snagging an Oscar and a Razzie, all the while making classy, funny speeches that drove the press and the world to love her even more.

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The Start of a Journey

Last night, my sister boarded a plane bound for Hong Kong.  She’s going there to study abroad-in a way.

See, my sis is an actress.  On IMDB and an agent and everything.

And she’s a natural.  Hate to air her dirty laundry and everything but the first audition she’d ever gone on, she booked.  If you can even call it an audition. It was basically a massacre for the rest of us that auditioned.

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This morning, I woke up before the sun.

Rather than disturb the big guy, I conduct my business in the dark (thanks Mr. Edison for the light). I head out the door before 7 and ready myself for the morning commute. It’s an excruciating first 50 minutes as the cars on the 60 trudge slower than a snail.  Lucky for me this morning, I had the comfort of Mr. Ira Glass’ voice to keep me from falling asleep or going insane.

The thing I most want to change about myself is my tardiness.  When I run on my own time, I am-literally-always running from one place to the next.  At my current position, I am working hard to make sure I arrive on time-even if it means waking up when the roosters crow. 

Sleep, it was nice knowing you.  Until next time.

This post has no meaning, it’s just what running on a less than 6 hours of sleep a night can do to you.

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I Think I’ve Seen This Movie Before…

One of my many talents-or annoying habit depending on how you look at it- is being able to guess the ending to movies and telling those endings to my movie-watching partners.  It’s pretty cool being right because it means I can totally write my own movies, but it also sucks because this means most movies are so predictable.

This movie trailer is predictable but hilarious in its predictability.  Bet you I can guess the ending to this one.

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Fatty’s

Ugh, life in a cubicle is doing my body no favors.

Week 1 has been awful on my eating habits; I constantly munch or buy takeout (sandwiches and fries, onion rings, chips, oh my!) and I go crazy over the office’s unlimited drinks in the storage room.

It has been awful on my workout; I spend the two hours I normally would have been exercising in the mornings sitting in my car in standstill traffic. I think I probably could run faster to work.

It has been awful on my sleep.  I realize that sleeping less than 6 hours a day for me will cause my brain to get cloudy and I feel like I’m living my life out of a haze. I finally slept 7 hours last night and it felt sooo good.

Next week, I have got to start packing my own healthier lunch and planning some time to workout at least a couple of times a week.  I worked too hard for this body to let it all go to moot.

Got any ideas that can help me out?

“I feel like lard.”

                                                            -Assistant Extraordinare

Me too.

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Planted

With spring coming up (Daylight Saving’s Time soon, y’all!), I am looking forward to seeing all the seeds I have planted blossom into something fruitful.

And no, I don’t garden.

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The First Task

I stare at the contraption, trying to hold my eyeballs from bugging out. That would be an unseemly sight for a first day.

“Already?” I thought to myself, “but it’s so soon.”

Well, they are one of the top dogs.  They had to have gotten to the top by moving fast.

I stare and I stare at the contraption, hoping that maybe the more I stare, the answer to how to use it would pop out mysteriously. But alas, no such luck.

I sit down in front of the contraption, ready to make friends with it. I lift it up. It’s light. There seems to be no openings. Oh, but wait! I think I see a handle of some sort! I lift it. It takes me inside the machinery…and still leaves me no clue as to how to use it. Seriously? Fine, we’ll be frenemies.

I couldn’t dare ask my co-worker for help. They’d laugh me out of my cubicle.  A brief thought of phoning in assistant extraordinaire crossed my mind but where would I call? In the bathroom? I don’t even know where the bathroom is! And even she, in all her congeniality, would still laugh me out of my cubicle. No, this was a matter to be sorted out privately.

I try to slide some pieces into the contraption but there seems to be no slot. But what would it print on then?!

Oooh…the “on” button. That’s a good place to start. I press it and suddenly, it’s as though a giant lightbulb lit up. You don’t need to slide paper into the label maker! It has its own paper (called tape)! And when all else-like shaking it, baking it, caressing it, making faces at it-fails, just press the “on” button!

Okay, so maybe labeling and filing is not considered a Herculean task to most, I have never used a label maker before. When the first label, marked with a show title, printed out. I was as proud as a mother hen. And then I got addicted. I made labels and made labels until all the stuff on my desk were ready to be filed away. Then, I headed over to the gigantic filing cabinets, opened it and realized…

The labels were made a different way.  I’d have to start all over to make all the files uniformed. Well, at least I now know how to make it.

I look at my watch, it’s only 10:30.

Good morning to me.

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Take Three Deep Breaths…

Modern Family came back this week (yay!) and Claire, the mom, gave this gem of an advice to her kids who were scared. “Take three deep breaths.”

I need to do that.

One deep breath.

Two deep breath.

Three deep breath.

Nope, still scared. Scared of what’s up ahead. What greatness is awaiting me. What I’m capable of. But this is a good scared. This scared will keep me in check, will force me to not get carried away, will make me alert and aware.

“No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it.”

-1 Corinthians 10:13

Bring it, baby!

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