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What a week…
On Saturday I went to Williams-Sonoma (a super fancy/expensive kitchen store) to purchase a gift certificate for my newly married cousin. While I was there, looking at all the fabulous kitchen crap I can’t afford, I stumbled upon a neat little book called “Cake Pops.” Basically, it’s a book on how to make little cakes that look like lollipops. When the clerk approached me I was telling her that I may ask for this book as a birthday gift, she then informed me that they were doing a drawing for an autographed copy the next day. Excited for the opportunity I entered. She told me I didn’t have to be present to win, but the sign said I did.
The next day, because I’m a loser with nothing to do, I went back for the drawing and indeed you did need to be present to win. There were five people (including me) present to win and I was really hoping my name would be called because unlike the others, I entered prior to the drawing, came back for the drawing and knew what the fuck I was entering for. To make a long story short, they called my name, I won and I was so excited I let out a nice squeal! Then I blew $50 on Pumpkin Parmesan Pasta Sauce, Pumpkin Pecan Waffle Mix and Pecan Syrup. Fuck my life.
The next day, because I’m a loser with nothing to do, I went back for the drawing and indeed you did need to be present to win. There were five people (including me) present to win and I was really hoping my name would be called because unlike the others, I entered prior to the drawing, came back for the drawing and knew what the fuck I was entering for. To make a long story short, they called my name, I won and I was so excited I let out a nice squeal! Then I blew $50 on Pumpkin Parmesan Pasta Sauce, Pumpkin Pecan Waffle Mix and Pecan Syrup. Fuck my life.
I won!
Also on Saturday, Mr. Coconut and I went to see Jackass in 3D. I was really hoping to see this movie but both of us are pretty broke, so we split the costs... He bought the tickets and I bought the treats. To no surprise, the movie was awesome (if you like that kind of stuff) and it made me laugh, I love anything that makes me laugh. Anyways, it was a nice little date night.
Mr. Coconut in his dork-ass 3D goggles.
On Monday I started my new job. Waking up early and working for eight hours is something I need to get used to again, but for the most part I enjoy my new job. My boss is a bit of a micromanager and I’m not a big fan of micromanaging, only because it makes me feel… imperfect.
This week I was put in charge of the company Christmas party, the company Christmas card, employee Christmas gifts (clearly they have no clue how much I loath Christmas), a bowling party, and new signage for the building. These are all simple tasks that I find to be fun and familiar, so I think my co-workers were a little surprised at how well I performed these duties. I on the other hand am wondering who was working for them before me, a glass of water?
What I enjoy most about my day is taking Merwin (“Mernie” for short) outside to do his business and enjoy the sunshine. Each day I make sure I wear the same scent so Mernie will recognize me. I approach him slowly, placing my hand in front of his nose and then I pick him up, carry him outside and watch over him. When he’s ready to go in, I place him in the correct position and watch him make his way back to his owners’ office, it’s pretty cute to watch his crazy legs at work. I think he can place himself based on the different flooring textures? Occasionally he runs into my desk or a wall, but for the most part he does really well.
This week I was put in charge of the company Christmas party, the company Christmas card, employee Christmas gifts (clearly they have no clue how much I loath Christmas), a bowling party, and new signage for the building. These are all simple tasks that I find to be fun and familiar, so I think my co-workers were a little surprised at how well I performed these duties. I on the other hand am wondering who was working for them before me, a glass of water?
What I enjoy most about my day is taking Merwin (“Mernie” for short) outside to do his business and enjoy the sunshine. Each day I make sure I wear the same scent so Mernie will recognize me. I approach him slowly, placing my hand in front of his nose and then I pick him up, carry him outside and watch over him. When he’s ready to go in, I place him in the correct position and watch him make his way back to his owners’ office, it’s pretty cute to watch his crazy legs at work. I think he can place himself based on the different flooring textures? Occasionally he runs into my desk or a wall, but for the most part he does really well.
"Mernie," he stinks and has goop on his eyeballs... I think that's why I like him.
Overall I think my boss is happy with her choice to hire me, but I think she may be a little worried that I’m bringing too much of my personal life to the office, I’ll have to work on that. Who knows, I may be quitting in a week… I have a job interview on Wednesday.
On Tuesday, I think? I went to dinner with I Heart To Fart and it’s always good to see him. After dinner we did some power shopping, something I Heart To Fart is notorious for. Basically, by the time you walk in the store and decided what you’d like to look at, he’s by your side telling you he’s ready to check out.
* There is a very smelly man behind me at the bookstore. He is talking to himself and I’m hoping he does not want to be my friend, because so many like him do. Moving on…
After some power shopping I Heart To Fart took me back to my car and that’s where I saw it… A hoarding car. I haven’t yet, but I need to send these pictures to my mom because I tease her that she’s a car hoarder. Anyways, I tried to get these pictures discreetly but it’s pretty obvious when it’s night time, your hovering around the jalopy, your camera flash is going off and your friend is yelling for you to “be bold! Jump in there and get the picture.”
I also signed the lease on the apartment I previously posted about (see previous post for photos).
* When I picked up the keys to my new apartment the girl asked me if I was excited about my new apartment? I responded, "I'm just waiting for my car to get jacked and wondering if I'll get shot in the face by any trick-or-treaters? It's okay, I can handle those nine-year-old's." I think she was a little shocked by my response?
After work I dropped by to really take a look at what I had just signed up for. Is it the nicest place? No. Well I be content there? Probably. However, I’m very tempted to paint the walls, clean the carpets and… everything else.
Overall, I think I found a decent place, in an okay neighborhood for a good price. Plus, I’m really excited to have my own space… To dance naked in. Rawr.
So, this weekend I’m headed home to pick up my shit… That has been sitting in a storage unit since July of 2009. Also scheduled this weekend is the haunted tour of my hometown, I can’t wait! I’m sure I’ll let you know all about it.
In other news, my favorite cousin on my father’s side, died. I wish I could say the news caught me off guard, but it didn’t. Over the years I’ve learned that those of us that share this bloodline tend to have nine lives... That we use up quickly, ending in a tragic death. The news reminded me that life is very fragile; I think people tend to forget that. There is nothing physical to hold us back from taking a life, but rather the fear of punishment, whether it be the justice system, personal baggage or the after life.
Although my cousin hasn’t been in my life for well over 20 years, I have often reflected on our times together as kids. I remember riding down the hills of Escondido, California on the handlebars of his bike. I remember he was wild, full of life and the poster child for the I****d side of the family. I’m saddened by the fact that I will never reconnect with him in this world, but my gut tells me that I will encounter him again.
Although my cousin hasn’t been in my life for well over 20 years, I have often reflected on our times together as kids. I remember riding down the hills of Escondido, California on the handlebars of his bike. I remember he was wild, full of life and the poster child for the I****d side of the family. I’m saddened by the fact that I will never reconnect with him in this world, but my gut tells me that I will encounter him again.
I’m not sure what I believe in regards to death and the after life, but I do feel there’s something more waiting. Maybe I’ll see him in a dream, I’ll get the feeling that I’m not alone, experience a ghostly encounter, or maybe I’ll see him on the other side? Until then, I will continue to reflect on him positively and keep the memories we shared close to heart.
That is all.
Sauerkraut
P.S. I got my first paycheck today... $149.61! I told my mom I would buy her a car... A hoarding car.
That dog looked like my Baby!!!lol How cute!!!! That car makes me feel better about how my car looks lol!
ReplyDeleteOoh, there are days when Clark looks like a hoarding car! Although he was much more interesting--recently he had a tent, a cupcake carrying case, a giant pink uterus costume (with one missing fallopian tube), a black lockbox, probably six to-go coffee cups, a bottle of molding kombucha, a 400+ page book, and several pens. Yeah!
ReplyDeleteMernie looks like Becca's new dog, Sally Stinkerbell. You'd like Sally. Becca dresses her up in shark costumes and we laugh at her. She's about 8 years old and was in a kennel.
I'm excited to visit your new place! Maybe I'll fly into SLC for christmas. I'm glad you're pretty happy with it. It's better than the hamster hole!
Last note: I think about how fragile life is all the time. Like the other day I was swimming laps and thought about how one day I'll be dead & not swimming anymore. It makes me feel sad, yet really alive. Anyway, this comment is HUGE!
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