Monday, September 13, 2010


The best part of the weekend was: watching UM beat Notre Dame. While there are few things better than watching UM beat Notre Dame on a normal college football Saturday, this year it was especially sweet. Because Luke is a huge Notre Dame football fan (despite the fact that he wasn’t nearly intelligent or motivated enough to go to school there) and commence all of the dramatic eye rolling bullshit whenever it was acknowledged that I attended (and was thus a fan of) his non-school’s rival. Facebook told me that he drove to South Bend for the game. Which his team lost. hahahaha.

Yeah, I know I’m an asshole.

Speaking of my being an asshole: one of my coworkers is consistently 20-30 minutes late for work in the mornings. During that 8:30-9:00 am timeslot, someone inevitably stops in to see her or needs something from her or has a question for her or whatever. When they can’t find her, they come to me. And it annoys me. I should be really gracious and happily cover for her until she shows up. Especially since she was the one who went to bat for me when I proposed my leaving the office for a few hours twice a week when I’m at the library. Especially because she consistently works really, really late. Especially because she deals with way, way more bullshit than I ever deal with. But, instead, it just irritates me. If you’re regularly 20 minutes late, GET UP 20 MINUTES EARLIER.

Like I said, I’m an asshole.

Things with my family: are okay, I guess. I’ll write more about it later in the week.

As a result of all of this crap with my family, I have decided that I need some more brainless and fluffy in my mind, thus: I’m incredibly fired up for the season premiere of Gossip Girl tonight. And I just put aside the unfinished novel that I had been reading in order to begin the book equivalent to a chick flick.

The second best part of the weekend was: taking Ellie and Blue to the dog park with Lucy and her dog, Wolf. We have gotten into a pretty regular routine of taking the puppies up to the dog park on Sunday mornings. It is an hour that is really well-spent. I get a little bit of time to gossip and drink coffee with Lucy. I find watching the dogs act like maniacs to be terribly entertaining. We get a little time to enjoy the outdoors. The dogs come home and are completely exhausted for at least 24 hours.

The only thing that could make the dog park better is an influx of single men. Seriously. If I see another cute dude show up with his wife/girlfriend and their adorable dog, I may vomit.

Actually, no. That isn’t even true. The dog park is so awesome that even really-cute-but-attached dudes cannot ruin it for me.

I’m going to pretend to be a big girl: and go to the car dealership all by myself to figure out the lease/buy on my next sweet ride. Anyone have any good advice?


Anonymous said...

Way back in the day, I dated this guy for a long while who loved Michigan football. The worst part was it would make or break his mood/plans for the day if they lost. SO IRRITATING. He didn't even go there nor would he ever have had the balls to try. ANYWAY, for a long time after we were done I would LOVE IT when they lost. Probably too much but hey, whatever. So yeah, I've been there. :)

my life is brilliant said...

Um, I don't even KNOW K's ex-fiance, but I still kind of smile when Georgia loses just because she's a fan. She's from Athens, but she didn't go to school there; she's just a fan.

I'm actually finally (after 5+ years with K) starting to no longer care how Georgia does -- unless, of course, it affects my Sooners.

I guess I'm an asshole too!

Anonymous said...

You should pick up the pretty little liars series (of books, there is a tv series too). Total YA read, but addicting. I've only read the first, so I guess I can't speak for them all, but it was written well enough, a fast read, and I can't wait to read more!

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