Thursday, April 26, 2007

Not that he ever takes my advice anyway....

My father has been having computer issues. Let me correct that to say he ALWAYS has computer issues. And he NEVER trusts me to fix them right, even though I prove over and over I know my shit. Last night was no exception. I came through, and he turned around and question everything I did. In the form of calling up someone else and giving them the blow by blow account of the issue, that had most definitely already been resolved. I walked out. I'm done giving him advice. His computer can stay broken for all I care anymore.

However this morning he starts asking me computer related questions AGAIN. In an effort to just get the conversation over with I responded:

"Buy a mac."

"Don't macs run off Windows too?"

"Uh, no dad, totally different OS"

"But you still get to things on the computer by clicking around onto little pictures right?"

"You mean icons?"

"No, I mean those little pictures on the desktop put your mouse over them and click."

I give up. Tech support work is DEFINITELY not for me.

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Insert various Billy Joel lyics here.....

Is change good? I think it's highly subject to interpretation. It's pretty accurate to say I've had more going on my life in the past month than I've been used to. It seems that every once in a while I snap and that party girl that rears her head every so often comes out. It's kinda like an outlet for me in a sense, to finally let loose for a while. I let loose and then I get a grip after a while. I've found that in the long run, I don't have many regrets, because I always emerge from things with a new perspective on life. My life is highly based on experience, and stupid or not, I can't take some things back.

Some things don't change though. I've sorta fallen short on a couple things lately, but it has nothing to do to with people in general. It's more about me trying to find my balance once again. The story of my life right?

The internet can be your best friend, or it can make you realize how distant you are from those you care for the most.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

A musing on my life...

All I can say is Jesus H. Christ has so much happened lately. It's been one of those times where I just don't think I can put it into words, but I don't think I will ever forget the past week if my life depended on it. I have spent so much time being a hermit the past couple years I almost forgot what having an actual life has felt like.

It's funny how such a short period of time can totally make you question things in your life once again. Don't get me wrong, I have no regrets. But I've kinda come to a conclusion once again on how I'd really like things to be. For instance, I'm a total tomboy, yet a hopeless romantic at the same time. Is that even possible? I guess it is because that's me in a nutshell. I promise I'll find it amusing if you fart in public, but I'll also melt like putty if you should show up at my door with a flower in hand.

Maybe what I'm getting at is: Be careful with my heart. Because I'm probably too tough to let you know I've been affected by you. However, if you are witty, intelligent and overall different, you've probably gotten me in some way, shape or form.

I've been through way to much to let myself go through shit for just anyone.

Rules for being my friend.

1. Don't bullshit me.
2. I really don't care if you grew up different than I did. Learn from it.
3. Don't try and change me. I'm the way I am for a reason, and basically, I'm ok with that.
4. Don't think I'm going to be what you want me to be. I have my standards, but I also am not your typical female.
5. Seriously people, I don't do drama. If you don't want to hear the truth as I see it, don't ask me.
6. I AM the grammar police. I will call you on your shit if it's bad enough. Consider it a personality flaw.

Friday, April 6, 2007

Salsa....definitely HOT.

On Monday night I was talked into going out....Salsa dancing. SALSA. DANCING. Dancing of any kind for me should totally be forbidden. They had free lessons at the beginning, and I totally had to bail on that because my coordination was completely failing me in all aspects. Instead I hit up the bar and 3 drinks later a guy convinced me to give it a try again, this time with a private lesson. HOLY SHIT was that fun. Finally something clicked, because I now know the basic step to salsa. I spent a lot of time just spectating though, and man was that an experience. I think I'm officially in love with salsa. I have more plans to go again.

Monday, April 2, 2007

A tourist's guide to the DC Metro.

Tourist season is in full force in Washington DC. This week marks the first wave of midwestern families trying to give their kids and educational spring break trip by deciding to visit our nation's capital. I'm going to take the time to type up this little "educational" piece myself, as a guide for those who are choosing to use our subway system as the primary form of transportation for seeing the attractions.

1. On the escalator its RIGHT SIDE STAND, LEFT SIDE WALK. DO NOT STAND ON BOTH SIDES. You may have all day to mosey around the city, but those of us who use the metro to conduct business do not. We still have places to be.
2. When you get on the train MOVE TO THE CENTER OF THE CAR. Especially at big stations such as Gallery Place/Chinatown, where 300 people try to board the train at the same time as you. If the train is full, for the love of all thats good DON'T get will get stuck in the doors and piss off everyone else riding the train.
3. Don't stand at the bottom of the escalator at Woodley Park-Zoo and take pictures of the escalator. You are just begging to be run over by a person in a business suit and tennis shoes. It's and ESCALATOR, not a historical landmark.
4. To the white yuppie 13 year old on the red line listening to his rap so loud everyone can hear it: I heard your mom tell someone your family is from Kentucky, explain to me again what exactly you have in common with 50 Cent? Seriously, I'm more from the ghetto than you'll ever be.
5. Stand back from the train tracks. People have to walk down the platform in front of you. And no one is trying to fall in front of the train because you are too stupid to move.
6. Mt. Vernon Square station is NOT George Washington's home. Research your history....did you really think GW had a plantation in the middle of the city?
7. If a train breaks down and unloads you, don't assume it's a terrorist threat. This happens on a daily basis around here.
8. Don't hold up the turnstile if you can't figure out how to use it. Jamming your paper card into the slot will not make it accept it any better. Step aside and let the flow of traffic with SmartTrip cards through please....once again, we're most likely the working ones and need to keep moving.
9. Teenagers-- learn to give up your seats to pregnant women. I guarantee you they are way more tired than you are.
10. Parents-- Keep you kids under control please. Muzzle them if you have to. Jumping all over the seats and screaming in the train is frowned upon. So are games of tag. And your matching family t-shirts are NOT cute by the way.

If you follow these guidelines, I'll promise to try and tolerate you and not punch you in the face when I'm trying to get home and rest. Enjoy DC bitches.