Wasting my time

I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE WASTE MY TIME!!! I just spent 20 minutes waiting on someone here (at work) that never showed up. Not only did they not show up, or call, or any other polite thing, they were only 4 doors down from me. They were in a meeting with a professor. The professor was the head of the vocal dept. and the wrangler of accompanying, so I'm pretty sure that she would've understood if they needed to take just a second and walk four doors down to tell me that they wouldn't be there. It really pisses me off. It's my time.

I'll freely admit that I waste a lot of time. But you know what? It's MINE to waste...not someone else's. I guess that might make me hypocritical or something, but I don't really care. It angers me. i just feel like that if there is an easy way for someone to let me know they won't be there (like walking around the corner and knocking on my door), they should do it. It doesn't even require a call or an e-mail.

That all said, I need to go because I am wasting time. I have a preject to begin presenting today at 2:10 and I need to just go over the things that I have typed out to say (you know, so I won't sound like an idiot!).

I like food...

So, the diet didn't go well. I didn't lose any weight because I didn't really start in earnest. I never made it to the gym or anything. It's pretty bad. Well, technically when I weighed I had lost 0.2 of a pound (pathetic). I mean really, I probably lose that much when I burp or cry a single tear. I promised that success or failure I'd post an update each week. So this past week it was failure. But this week I WILL do better and I WILL exercise!

Fat girl in a little coat...and every other piece of clothing I own

So I am beginning a real diet and exercise regimen tomorrow. I dread it...it's going to suck but it's necessary. I'm tired of being overweight and out of shape. I hope to hold myself accountable by posting my weekly progress on here. So, even if I blow it, I will have to tell...ouch! Wish me luck.

10 things I love about my roommate

My roommate Amanda is awesome. We became friends in undergrad and she is the best friend that I've ever had...she's pretty much like a sister. Inspired by "10 Things I Hate About You", I just feel the need to write 10 things that I love about her as a person and my roommate:

10. She kills all the creepy insects that come in thanks to the ridiculously lush landscaping at our apartment. She would even do it if she was in her room or the living room and I yelled from the other end of the apartment while standing on my bed!

9. She nearly always humors me...even when I am totally ridiculous and insane (and I often am totally ridiculous and insane).

8. She's so reasonably clever! And in spite of what Anna says, Amanda had it first!

7. She helped Courtney wash vomit out of my hair a few years ago...even before we were really very close! Anyone that will wash vomit out your hair is a good friend!!!

6. Her mom and sister rock my face off...and since she's my roommate, I get to have sort of an extra, adopted family.

5. She gets my sense of humor (or at least is decent enough to pretend to), when so few others seem to get my quirky, dry humor.

4. She is my personal shopper and stylist when I really need help (which as most know, I always need help!).

3. She lets me obsessively and excessively watch Law and Order:SVU on the big TV :). And I DO mean excessively! (I'm watching it now while I write this).

2. She deals with my dark moods...and my crazy hyper ones.

1. She's, LITERALLY, a genius! She even graduated from undergrad with a 4.0...I mean, come on!!!

Halloween Party

Sometimes I hate blogspot! I just wrote a nice long blog about my successful jaunt to a Halloween party and it all disappeared. I'm so pissed right now. Anyway the basic gist was that I went to a party with lots of lots of people in an apartment. I not only survived but had a good time. It went far better than my last attempt at a Halloween party (Courtney and I hosted one a few years ago and it did not end pleasantly!). Eventhough I am terrified of being around lots of people and it was a costume party, I enjoyed myself a lot!! I sadly never thought of anything clever to wear, but I went as a nun (thanks to Tadd's suggestion) and I talked to everyone and laughed a lot. Also I will remember the entire night, I didn't try to make out with gay men or anyone else, I'm not going to throw up, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to wake up in the clothes that I'm wearing now :). All in all, a complete success...thanks to Elizabeth, Gillian, Tiffany, Maureen, and anyone else involved in the planning of the Halloween bash.