Mean Girls

Lately..I don't know what it is but something has been in the air...and whatever it is it's not settling well with estrogen. I am CONSTANTLY surrounded by women every single day at my job. At my job there are only women allowed in the facility and let me tell you..I need a little more guy in my life. Not even in a sexual way at all..just to have a balance of testosterone. ugh.

It's the end of the month, which means that most of the women are testy, irate, and pretty much impossible. This is due to the fact that all of their funds from the government are depleting, therefore making their lifestyle a more struggling one. They are volcanic and ready to explode at any moment, at the smallest thing. A woman called the police on herself yesterday because she was going to kill herself. Then we had to take care of this other woman who had a freak out because her bus couldn't pick her up earlier. Then we had another woman almost try to get in a physical fight with one of our staff members and throw food and coffee around and then finally stomped out of the building cursing and volitile. It's all so overwhelming. I feel like I am walking on egg shells just waiting for the next episode.

At my second job there is a nasty girl that absolutely hates me. The second I started working there she was rude, snobby, and bossy. I don't know what it was about me that rubbed her the wrong way, but whatever it is I have no control over it. It's obviously a shallow reason, given the fact that she knows absolutely nothing about me, and nothing about my depth and personality. This girl is just mean. I don't even want to go into all of the crap she has said and done to me, because it will just get me all worked up and I will start daydreaming about all of the choice words I could say to her, and me physically punching her in the face. Last night I couldn't fall asleep because I was so angry.

Good thing my mom is coming into town this weekend. Mom's make everything better.

Summer lovin...

So far my summer is looking like it has the potential to be infinitely awesome. Here are all of the details that lead me to this conclusion:

1. Melissa just recently got gifted a hammock for the backyard
2. I have an amazing swimsuit that is adorable and completley functional for eg. volleyball, swimming, tubing, fishing, etc.
3. We have a bbq
4. We have a hot tub
5. Alex is moving into a house and has purchased a bbq as well
6. I am working completely outside this summer: the pizza place opens up to outdoor and coaching is obviously outdoor
7. I hopefully will be purchasing a car
8. My rent is $50.00
9. Ash and Ty time :)
10. We will have a dog Chelsea, Melissa's dog
11. Melissa also got gifted topsy turvy's so we can plant tomatoes and we are also planting a vegetable garden as well(I realize I sound old by saying this..but I don't care..lol)
12. I have some phenomenal books that I am ready to break in for my summer list
13. Melissa's lake cabin
14. a week at Alex's parents lake cabin
15. intertubing at such lake cabin
16. camping
17. Seeing Erin's finished product (her new home)
18. Going to the beach house with Ashel for the weekend
19. visiting my brother in Washington D.C. and going to New York

Sugar Baby looking for Sugar Daddy..hahaha

My lack of transportation is really starting to get in the way of my life. I am finding that I am almost at the point of having a disability, really. Not only am I incredibly afraid of driving..but even if I could face my fears and get behind the wheel I don't have one to get behind. I just recently started saving my money for a car and am getting progressively defeated by the fact that I make less than minimum wage and this second job...well it's helping me out a little but I HAVE NO PATIENCE. I want to spend my money on traveling...ironically so..without a vehicle..I want to spend my money on cute shoes and skirst and dresses and concerts and IPods and going out to eat and beer and presents for my friends and a bathing suit and and and...lol. Ugh..why can't I just find a sugar daddy to buy me a car? My life would be SO much simpler. I don't even want something nice..I just want a cute little beater. There's got to be a faster way in getting my own wheels..but then what??? I am scared of getting in another accident and dieing. I have got to start growing up someday..or I could just be one of those "permanent passengers." Why not? lol.

Here are my ideas for resolving this problem:

http://www.sugardaddyforme.com/?mode=startme&welcome_to_sugarDaddyForMe.com&x_source=A2_444570:-

so that I can get this:

Artsy Fartsy

I am getting addicted to painting. It is starting to become my newfound passion and I have been a painting maniac. I went to Jo-Anne's yesterday and they were having a HUGE sale. I was in heaven. I bought three different canvases and some new paint and paintbrushes. I can't wait...CAN'T WAIT..to figure out what I shall paint..and how exactly I will be inspired.

I am painting Melissa a picture for her birthday..since I am a little new at this whole painting thing I'm using other art for inspiration and adding my own touch. I started painting last night and was up way too late unable to put my brush down. Now I understand Van Gogh forgotting to eat, painting for days. It's incredibly liberating...my brush stroking the canvas..mixing colors..creating ideas from shapes and lines...the world dissapears when I am with my art. I can't wait to give Melissa the piece that I am working on right now. It's kind of goofy though when I really get at it I start concentrating so much that I forget to breath...kind of a blonde comment but I literally hold my breath focusing so much..putting all of my energy into each brush stroke. When I was done last night I literally felt lightheaded and a little out of it. haha. I had to climb in bed..but was so excited from painting that it took me an hour to fall asleep. I am so easily amused by this world.

I am thinking after this piece I am going to work on something for my mom..it's gotta be good though...It will take me awhile to find some inspiration...but out of everyone I think my mom would appreciate my work :)

I would also like to try some mixed media ideas. Still thinking....

If only I was as good as Klimt..gosh he's amazing:



apparantly this original piece has real flecks of gold in it. SO BEAUTIFUL.

Baby Bar

The Baby Bar. Where do I begin? I am completely loyal and oh so prone to forcing all of my friends to accompany me down the street to the glorious baby bar. Many would much rather go to the Blue Spark where the "in" crowd may be..or hip hop/rap would be playing, but me...you'll find me at the baby bar.

I tend to gravitate towards people who are a little out of the ordinary(hence the reason I work at a homeless shelter..lol)..it's more entertaining that way and I find that people have more to say and less to prove or a standard to live up to when a little bit more on the rougher "scenester" side persay. I love all the punks and all of the indie artsy people that flood this place for PBR's and this amazing drink called the greyhound..freshly squeezed grapefruit juice with vodka. :D

Not only are the people spectacular and oh so interesting..but the music is phenomenal. They have a juke box that's fifty cents a song filled with the most incredible music anywhere from the Ramones to The Shins. The second I walk in I gravitate to the jukebox and make my carefully selected top picks.



Also the art! Amazing amazing art is constantly rotating on the walls of the Baby Bar. Although this bar is about the size of your bedroom..the art makes it feel cozy and very eclectic.

Every Wednesday I can't help but creep on down to the Baby bar...have myself a $1 PBR and if I'm hungry walk next door to Neato Burrito(all in one building) for a phenomenal burrito.

Although many would rather have a dance party with men that look like they should be on Jersey Shore to music that has lyrics like "Call me Mr. Flinstone I can make your bed rock" or go down to the Blue Spark to be squished by overly drunk girls that look like they forgot an extra two inches in their outfit....I would much rather be with all of the musically inclined and fashionably sensible, but too cool to care hipsters who smoke too many cigarrettes and bike through the city drinking PBR's or Sessions.

Workin Woman

Got offered a job at South Perry Pizza! It will probably be a summer fling kind of relationship, but I will go with that idea right now...hoping that I find a job soon that relates to my degree :D It's this adorable place that can be almost all outside in the Perry District. I am going to be a waitress there until I hear about the Miryam's job. :D fingers crossed! I am super excited though, because I will be serving beer and pizza and will be close to home. I will also be making tips! Whoo! I just hope that I'm good at this whole serving thing :D



Now I'm going to be soooo busy! This only means that I will finally have enough money to save up for a car :D

When it comes to cars I'm a junkie lover. I love all thos adorable beaters that have alot of character and are somewhat vintage in the way they look. I really want an old jetta...any volkswagon really. I adore vw's. I'm afraid with much dismay, that Alex wouldn't be caught dead with me riding some beat up adorable little vehi. I can keep praying ;D.

Lately I've been OBSESSED with thrifting. I got this steal of a deal purse the other day at this adorable little boutique called "Tangerine." It's completely eco-friendly and is made out of recycled vintage material. :D

Earth Day is coming up and I really want to get all the ladies to come together to plant some trees..but unfortunately I will be doing this DV simulation which is going to be very depressing and overwhelming..you literally go through the steps of what it is like to flee from domestic violence..I am sure I will learn alot but it will be incredibly heartwrenching I'm sure.

SUNSHINE. FRESH FRUIT. COTTEN DRESSES. CURLY HAIR. BIKING. TRAVELING. LOVE.

I'm not your mom

Homeless women surround me asking favor after favor today. One woman asked me to take her back to the storage room to get some pots and pans for her new apartment, now that she is finally not homeless anymore. I take her back there and of course she talks me out of almost everything back there. So convincing. I need to learn how to say no!!!! :D

Also...I want so badly to retreat to my home, throw on my treads and head out the door on a long run...soaking in the sunshine...I would love to run and weave through the trees at Manito and run by people walking their dogs and throwing frisbe...instead I will trudge this day out til 5:15 and make my get-away to Zola's where a stellar happy hour awaits me, along with live music, and hippies with their hula hoops.

My job is amazing, and life is going wonderful...but how I long for the beach, freedom, and no longer witnessing every domestic violence situation and the jaded perception.