This is my life and musings and whatever else I decide to write about in a day.
Pure Imitation Maranie
Saturday, May 18, 2002
God am I tired.Yesterday, I spent 8 hours working at my job, but since this week has been hell for pretty much everyone in the office, we all got free drinks on the company tab at the bar downstairs in our building. So I was there from 5 'til around 9:30. Then I get home, where Jason has just arrived himself after his 5 p.m.-close shift. He says some guys from work are meeting up at the T.G.I.Friday's up at Polaris, so off we go again for some drinks, grub and company. The guys are having a bit of a party at one of their places, so after the food is gone, we head off to a bachelor pad condo with endless booze and a huge TV. We finally bail and, once we get home, I look at the clock and realize it's after 1 a.m.
You know what this means? Do the math: I worked for 8 hours, then I immediately partied for 8 hours. Hence a very pooped Maranie. :-P
posted by Maranie on 5/18/2002 12:53:00 PM
Friday, May 17, 2002
Two quick observations:1) Jason and I both have favorite girls names for a future daughter. Mine's Veronica and his is Emma. I'm thinking after tonight's ep of Friends, I'm gonna win this one. :-)
2) I haven't gotten to bed before 1 any night this week, so Saturday's going to mostly be spent in bed. The weather's supposed to be shit anyway.
posted by Maranie on 5/17/2002 12:58:00 AM
Wednesday, May 15, 2002
Pathetic.Chip sends me this and the first thing I do is play Tetris for half an hour.
*sigh*
posted by Maranie on 5/15/2002 07:55:00 PM
Further proof the world is going to hell in a handbasket: The most absurd headline ever. That's just so wrong.
posted by Maranie on 5/15/2002 01:06:00 AM
Monday, May 13, 2002
OK, so today was shitty. At work, everyone's mood matched the weather nicely, as all the morning DJ's make jokes about building arks. Both the atmosphere and co-workers attitudes got colder. Thankfully, Susan called just about at my breaking point and invited me along with her, Heather and Colleen for more Monday Night 99 Cent Margaritas at Tumbleweed. Cheap booze and sitting around with three other women talking about jobs, guys and sex - oh yeah. I feel MUCH better.posted by Maranie on 5/13/2002 11:24:00 PM
Sunday, May 12, 2002
Things much better now. Got some shit done, and am now listening to Garbage and chatting with Chip. Will leave a light on when going to bed and all should be good.posted by Maranie on 5/12/2002 10:31:00 PM
So here I am, home alone. Huh. Jason has headed to Marietta for an overnight family visit, and I have stayed here.
It's funny, trying to get used to be alone in the house. I mean, I know I did it all the time before Jason and I got married, but it takes some getting used to again. I find myself both wanting company (as in shamelessly begging Chip for a visit) and avoiding it (not trying very hard to get together with Susan tonight, as I still need to call my mom and watch some TV shows.) I find myself doing stupid shit like reading my junior-high and high-school diaries to see what I was doing 10-15 years ago on this very date. (Answer? Not much. Most of it had to do with boys, whether it was my sixth-grade crush sitting next to me in the auditorium or some other girl's boyfriend playing with my hair in 11th-grade typing class.) And while I know this is a most excellent opportunity to listen to music Jason doesn't dig (Shirley Manson is a goddess!), watching movies he's not too big on (still haven't viewed my "Some Like it Hot" DVD!), or catching a show he's getting a bit sick of (first season Buffy on DVD - can't help it that it's on all the time on FX!), I haven't done any of these things.
I'm sure my frozen dinner is ready now, so off I go to nosh, then call my mom for Mother's Day, then go do some other goofing off that I can't seem to do with anyone else in the house.
posted by Maranie on 5/12/2002 05:56:00 PM