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September 5th, 2006

Pet Peeve @ 07:50 pm

ARRRRRRRRRGH.

Don't raise your hand and say not to complicate things...clearly, that's exactly what you're doing...that and making me hate you.
 

August 31st, 2006

oh whatta night... @ 02:24 pm

yesterday freaking sucked.

my bus almost hit a cab on my way in to work. usually i would find this funny, but it's been happening a little to often lately. it's getting to the point where i'm like, freaking hit something already so i can get injured and sue you damn CTA!!!

so then i'm a little late for work, which is no biggie because it's day from h-e-double-hockey-sticks anyway and i have to come in 30 minutes before we open. so fine. i get to work, things start off ok...and then it goes bad. i spent all last week figuring out with elin in accounting when they were going to dock my paycheck for the 1.5 days i missed on account of trial ad. we agreed that it would be taking out of my september 15th paycheck. ok...GREAT. so i get an email from sue, a partner, telling me that she knows i already know but i'm 1.5 days over my allotted vacation time for 2006 so they paycheck i was getting on the 31st would reflect that. WTF!?!?!?!? i was counting on that entire check to cover this month rent. well...looks like that's a no go. so i had ask the parents for help...which i hate, but they are wonderful so it's done.

so that sucked. then i leave for class...well the FBI Special Agent in Charge and Assistant Special Agent in Charge lecture (aka career fair 2006). clearly nobody explained that class was to be dismissed at 315, 320 at the latest. because my ass getting on the pink line at 343 was certainly not going to get me back to work by 330 now was it??? so i'm late back to work, which resulted in attitude from angi (sidenote: we were already fighting because she felt the need to comment that i was dressed rather "sexy" yesterday...shut up preggers because i decided to wear a dress ONE day). that sucked. to get even with me she loaded me up with all sorts of things that NEEDED to be done before i left. what don't they understand about the fact that 6pm start time of class isn't flexible??? so i finally get out of here at 540 ish and i'm finally happy because i had already called an order in to California Pizza Kitchen ASAP and was looking forward to a delightful dinner. then i make it like 2 blocks from school and katie calls to tell me we aren't allowed to eat in class, a girl just got told to put her food away until break. i was so pissed because the ONLY thing that i had had to eat all day was 1/2 a carrot cake cookie and 2 sea salt pita chips. so i was a little hungry.

i make it till the 7pm break and then partake in some hummus and pita deliciousness. suffer through the rest of class and then head home. that's the end of my terrible rotten no good very bad day. now starts my AWESOME day...

got home, at my thai chicken pizza and called andrea back. decided we needed some karoke/$1 beer fun. i changed real fast and headed back downtown. so we're on the brown line on our way to kincades and it was HILARIOUS. there were like 5 people in the train car and one of them is this crazy strung out tall skinny guy. so he's shouting, there's all this raucous and we have no idea what's going on...i mean dre and i are trying to have a serious conversation about the men in our lives acting like silly little boys. all the sudden said strung out man starts unstabley walking down the train car towards us. dre FREAKS out...it's hilarious. she's like aren't you afraid we're gonna get shot. i said no, if he had a gun he would have sold it for some crack. so he gets off at chicago and dre breathes a sigh of relief. then this creepy white guy and his goth/slut/whore of a girlfriend start wobbling down the car towards us, which is when i tell dre that scares me more than the crack head. so this guy proceeds to ask andrea if she saw the guy that just got off the train. she said yes. he said good remember his face, we don't know him or anything but he just took his backpack off and smashed me in the face with it for no good reason. i couldn't help but crack up. then i look and the guys nose is huge red and swelling by the minute. he pushes the emergency button to talk to the train driver...it was GREAT. segewick couldn't come soon enough!

we had fun, heard some awful singing...seriously, who chooses a whole new world from aladdin...douche bags that's who. we end up talking to these creepy guys from ireland who are here on scholarships at depaul. they were mildly entertaining, not cute but mildly entertaining. headed home around 130. talked to the gentleman friend for the first time in a couple days...i really needed that. we talked for maybe an hour, then i headed off to bed around 3...quick nap...up for work at 6...and that's what's going on with me.

the end
 

August 28th, 2006

(no subject) @ 01:00 pm

so the really nice guy that works next door, i think his name may be Alex, totally just stopped by to let me know "we should do lunch sometime" awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...isn't that precious! i should maybe try to figure out his name before we go grab a bite!
 

August 15th, 2006

i just don't get it @ 12:44 pm

why would someone think that a floor to ceiling glass window was sound proof? i mean, just look at it, clearly there are spaces between each pane of glass. i know you can hear me talking to any and everyone who walks in and out, so how could you NOT realize that i can hear your entire phone conversation?

thing is, this is his first week here. we'll call him othanniel (mostly because that's his name and in my opinion it's a weird name, so why not use it). so he's been here a grand total of six days, and now he's standing right out in the hallway having a knock down drag out argument over the phone with, i'm guessing his baby mama, about why it is she's trying to keep his son from him. WTF!?!?! keep your private life at home...really, i don't want to listen but when you're practically shouting in my ear it's awful hard not to. today has been super lame, i just want to take a nap. but it's amazing the response i got just for wearing a stupid dress to work. yeah for going shopping on mid-semester break and buying some grown up clothes!!!
 

August 14th, 2006

(no subject) @ 02:12 pm

Current Music: Tank - One Man

first day back to work after my 11 day hiatus known as trial ad. not only did everyone here miss me, but so did the adorable investment bankers next door. the one guy, i wish i remembered his name, alex maybe, even stopped in to tell me he was starting to get down, thinking i wasn't here anymore. i assured him i was just on break...no need to fear :o)

trial ad went super faster than i expected. it was a lot of work but nowhere near as bad as i had expected it to be. i mean shoot...my professor was just about the cutest thing ever!!!

went up to milwaukee for the weekend. it was interesting. usually is. i did get an ice cream cake out of is so i can't complain too much. and i got a ride to and from the train station...it's always nice to feel like someone missed you while you were gone, even if it was only for a day.

i hate being put on the spot. we were having such a great night and then he has to drop the "what don't you like about me" bomb. and how do you go and ask me that while you are smack dab in the middle of being completely awesome, being there, spending all kinds of time with me, treating me like a queen. it's not fair, ask me that when you're ignoring me and making me feel unimportant. then i'll have something for ya. the best i could come up with was that he hasn't met my friends, but he said that didn't count...that's like i wish you were 3 inches taller or i wish you had a better job. have no fear, he was able to rattle off things he doesn't like about me without much hesitation. :o) oh well, i finally gave him a temporarily acceptable answer and we went back to having a wonderful night. we had to get going early this morning...which is never fun...but work hasn't been so bad.

met katie for lunch. i felt like such a grown up, having a friend who works right down the street from me. awwwwww...how cute is that?!?!?! my sissys are coming to visit in a few days. that's so exciting. yeah for out of town company!
 

July 19th, 2006

(no subject) @ 04:00 pm

after months and months and months and months and months and months and months of asking, my sisters are finally coming out to visit!!!!!! could it be possible, they might be the first people outside of my coworkers and erik gibson to lay eyes on my mysterious gentleman friend??? we shall see how things go, but it looks like a big fat maybe!

i came to the dreadful realization that i'm off work in a couple weeks...the dreadful part being that instead of work i'll be in class. that's gonna be no fun at all. i've done my best to avoid the JMLS like the stinking festering plague invested cesspit it is, but i won't be able to keep that up for too much longer. shame!

work is work. today wasn't so bad, i spent most of the day out of the office. at the ct summation seminar this morning and then bank runs all afternoon. thinking about copping me a little baja fresh for dinner...cause it sounds so good. i have kept my fingers crossed all day that my table from ikea or my DSL install kit will be there waiting for me. speaking of my apartment...i should figure out about how to get that hole in my sink pipe fixed. :-)
 

July 12th, 2006

i'm a dishonest girl... @ 12:16 pm

Current Mood: sick sick

I just realized how much I lie. It's not that I lie about important things or anything, but I've probably told at least 20 lies and it's barely even noon. Maybe it's not so much lying as answering questions with the same sincerity with which it is asked. Everyone comes in and says, "Hello, Lizzy, how are you doing today?" to which I robotically respond, "I'm doing well, and yourself?"...when in actuality I'm not doing well. But I doubt when they ask that question they really want the truth. Because the truth is I'm in terrible pain. I have had this sharp piercing pain in my right side for the past three days now and it's only bearable when I down a half a bottle of advil. I wish I knew what was wrong, but if I can't get some answers on my lunch break, I fully anticipate stopping by the emergency room this evening, because this is ridiculous. so, i guess in summary, this week has sucked...beginning to now, just sucked big fatty. and if one more person asks how I'll tell them, "I feel like crap, I look like crap, you're face is bothering me, won't you please just go away!" It's likely to come across a lot more like "eh...been better" :o\
 

July 10th, 2006

(no subject) @ 12:59 pm

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I'm sorry, you just can't get more attractive than this!!! I was bored at work and needed to smile, this did it!!!
 

June 26th, 2006

Amazing... @ 03:03 pm

It will never cease to amaze me how some people can have SOOOOOO many friends that they can treat people who have been there for them through everything like complete worthless crap. If I've learned anything in the past few days, weeks, months...well let's be real, years, it's probably that you never really know what someone will do until their back is up against the wall.

maybe i'm just an angry bitter person, I don't deny that, but I am shocked that in the past 30 minutes my four year "friendship" with someone I thought was going to be a life long friend just ended over text message. is that really what things are coming to? I think the worst part of all is that I'm not sad in the least. I'm surprised the way things ended up going down. I'm floored that a person can completely sacrifice and alter who they are by pretending to be what another person is looking for and then call the entire charade love.

maybe i'm destined to be that transition person. as a friend, i'm the best friend in the world to keep someone occupied until a better alternative comes along but as soon as the novelty of that wears off, then it's right back to the safety of my "friendship". as someone to date, i'm that girl that you spend time with while you are getting your life together. you know, that guy in the rebuilding phase who doesn't want to be alone but isn't in a place where he can have a serious girlfriend, he just needs some companionship and someone to give him unconditional support while he's trying to become the man that he knew he could be. or on the other hand, i was the girl who wasn't sure where she was going or what she was doing, and that was perfect because then we could have big dreams together and talk about the ever elusive future and all the grand things we were going to do. but then i went and broke those rules too and took a break from dreaming and actually took a step in the direction of doing something to achieve a future goal. well clearly that wasn't allowed because he was afraid of succeeding. failure, never afraid of that, he was too used to it. but the thought of actually following through on something, that is something absolutely terrifying.

oh well. at least i got a vacuum out of the whole ordeal!!!
 

June 21st, 2006

A sad sad story that only I could tell... @ 01:26 pm

Current Mood: apathetic apathetic

Once upon a time there was a girl named Lizzy. She had a very bad day at work. She came home, worked out, found something to eat for dinner and then thought to herself, "Phew, finally i can just relax and watch the Heat win the Championship." What she didn't realize was that she was exhausted. She fell asleep sitting on the couch, trying to watch the game.

All of the sudden, a loud thud against her door jolts her awake (the thud which would later be identified as the building staff delivering her amazon.com order). In her state of surprise she bumps into the kitchen chair in front of her, currently serving as a table for her laptop and cell phone. The bump was a little harder than she thought as her cell phone fell from it's safe perch. Did it go crashing to the floor and shatter into a million pieces??? Heavens no, we're talking about Lizzy here. Instead, in true Lizzy fashion, it plopped directly into her cup of ice water sitting on the floor.

All the blow drying in the world couldn't save her baby. Phone number 5 had met it's match in the bottom of a lovely indigo mug. Don't worry though, two important life lessons have been learned here. Number One - Don't read, clearly books lead to bad things. Number Two - Don't drink water when you could be drinking a nice cold beer. Try as you might, a cell phone cannot accidentally fall into a bottle!!!

the end

p dot s dot...have no fear, the phone has since been replaced.
 

Lizzy