this is the end, the beginning

dear (approximately) three people who read this,

i am moving...ON THE INTERWEBZZ har har.

http://covertliketheoperation.tumblr.com/

it's the same, only different...BETTER: more updates, more music, more videos, more boring links, more boring life talk, more cursing!

so i'm not positive but i think

i am getting tinier.

seriously...the asshats at work told me i HAVE to wear dark jeans every day as part of my uniform, even though i have worn my black jeans every single fucking day since i started there in january!

so i went on a jeans hunt. i ended up with a pair of BDGs since i trust that brand, in a size 27, since that is what i usually wear.

um...TOO BIG.

had to return them, got the 26 and jesus...they are kinda loose too. what is going on? i think i might have lost a pound or two recently but 2 pant sizes?!

ALSO, i got an awesome holler while i was standing outside of the laundromat the other day. this guy walked by and goes, "you gonna read that to me later?!" like he's hot shit or something. it was especially funny since i was reading "The Omnivore's Dilemma"...not really bedroom material, well unless you're a total nerd alert!!!!!! j/k j/k j/k

then about 10 minutes later i got stopped by a cop as i walked down the street holding a rockstar zero carb energy beverage (the blue can!) which this particular cop seemed to think was an alcoholic beverage. pretty amazing. i definitely put him in his place.

Kafe is European for Cafe

i have started taking pictures of the messes that inevitably happen at work.





also, my bARTISTa skills are improving daily, as proof:


a skulllllll...ooooo!


and a leaf, not my best but still pretty spiffy.

my irrational fears

ever since i can remember, which doesn't really say much since i actually remember very little from growing up, i have had a bit of a pension for irrational fears.

for a long time i was both:

1. terrified to touch laundry detergent containers
2. terrified to be anywhere in the vacinity of raw meat

i was convinced that should i lack the will power to avoid these two above mentioned things at all costs it would undoubtedly lead to my demise/erasure from the living world.

for about 5 solid years of my young adult life i was irrationally afraid of knowing which side of the body the appendix is on, because obviously this knowledge would make me irrationally afraid every time that side of my body was in any pain. if i had a pain on the left side of my torso i would repeat "the appendix is on the right side of the body...i think, right? right? right?" OVER AND OVER in my head and vice versa if the pain was on my right side, these pains were usually gas, obvi.

when i was 15 an episode of law & order convinced me that i had toxic shock syndrome...i was convinced of this even though i had never up to that point in my life used a tampon, let alone left one in my body long enough to be harmful to my health.

i also STILL have to knock on wood every time i even THINK about a plane i will be flying on or anyone i know will be flying on crashing. this horrible thought, naturally, comes to mind every time i think about planes. so i knock on wood all the time, ironically when i "knock on wood" to ensure that the worst will not happen i don't actually HAVE to be knocking on real wood, or even fake wood. i knock on concrete, dry wall, plastic, matresses, basically whatever is closest to my hand at the time. the only thing that ensures the knocking on wood will work, besides knocking on something, is that i say over and over to myself "knock on wood, knock on wood, knock on wood" until the bad thoughts go away.

sometimes i worry that i spend so much time worrying about what could go wrong in any given situation that i am not actually doing all of the things i want to do. and when your biggest worry is that you worry too much, how do you ever stop WORRYING?!

boo-YA

thanks to the lovely Rahiel i got this pimpin marc by marc backpack for $25!!!!

can you believe it retails for $247.95 normally?!

i haven't done this in forever....

that's what she said! OOOOOOOOOOOOO

no but seriously...i don't really like Valentine's Day...i mean i am not gonna say i hate it because that just makes me sound like an angry "alone" person but today has been A-OKAY

i woke up at about 4:30am, which is roughly the time one of my roommates went to bed for the night, and began my ascent into life--or work life--as it were.

everything at work was decked out for VDay with pink and red and white and hearts and love and blah blah blah and my INCREDIBLY homofagtastic manager/asshole extraordinaire was SUPER EXCITED for the day because he obviously is one of those people who takes being alone as martyr status and has decided to be SUPER HAPPY being alone on a day when you are supposed to um...NOT be alone...and other than his incredibly assholish behavior (which is nothing out of the ordinary) work was totally bearable and overall pleasant.

and then i came home and started drinking, because honestly i have to be back at work at 7am again, which means getting up at about 5am AGAIN tomorrow and so people...i am on a tight schedule of fuckedupEDNESS and i had about a quarter bottle of red wine (mixed with a rockstar zero sugar/zero calorie energy bev NATCH) and now i am pounding my 2nd (count 'em 1, 2!) bud light and i called my:

grandparents (much easier to talk to for long periods of time once a bit tipsy)
andrew (to speak about my upcoming trip to boston)
mother (usually tipsy when i speak to her, me being tipsy makes us EVEN)
tim (best friend, must call because...well...i DO love him)

i texted:

maritza (from work...LOVE HER!)
farah (NATCH)
andrew (texted and called....plus points?!)
sister (because...um hello?!)





but overall my day has been not too bad on a scale of one to BAD and i love most people even though i do not have a natural smile NOR would i be considered an "open" person who people feel comfortable talking to right off the bat, although i am an "open book" in the sense that i tell people things really quickly that are personal/embarassing/off-putting and i am quite accepting of most people, ALSO weird people like to talk to me on the street/subway/public places of any kind.

i am rambling. blame the wine/energy beverage/beers.

thxkbye

i emerged (somewhat) victorious!

well, after over 2 gallons of my chili was devoured (featuring over 10 lbs of meat!) i would like to let the internet know that i came kind of close to 3rd place in the audience favorite award.

i have it from a VERY RELIABLE source (aka the host/promoter of the chili takedown) that i had a solid showing for votes and was edged out of third just barely.

SO YAY! out of 30 competitors i would say being in the top 5 is just swell, especially since i have only made that chili recipe once before.

next up: BACON takedown. i am thinking bacon fudge.