Saturday, December 29, 2012

When Death Calls....

So usually when I'm typing away here I have about 8 to 10 windows open and I am taking a break from my Extreme Multi-tasking while working on my dearly named, Crappy Little Netbook. The weekend before Christmas Eve I was the incredibly smart, klutzy gal I am and spilled water on the keyboard. Luckily the screen was already starting to flicker and die so I had an inkling that death was near.

About 2 years ago I spent $50 at Sprint and got my friend the CLN and self contained internet. Safe to say, I got my money's worth out of it. ;)

After Christmas, I went to Best Buy and bought my business a brand new laptop!! Come the 3rd, we also will have super spiffy Business Class High Speed Internet at my office. (Written in all caps to imply excitement of the nerdy kind.. Hopefully my receptionist will be as excited as me).

Slight problem: Looks are very deceiving and I am the exact opposite of tech savvy and my new tech came loaded with Windows 8.. I was shown a sneak peek of Win 8 about 4 months ago by someone who was not impressed by it so it confuses me. I almost feel like I should take a class in it or something...

Anywho, I'm on vacation for a few more days and my CLN with self contained internet dying has drastically changed my super plans of productivity. I'm not complaining since I've really enjoyed the downtime, but believe it or not, the untimely death has also pushed this post back, oh jeez, a week?

I can use my phone to write (what I find to be) witty one-liners to FB, but it's kinda hard to think quasi-serious thoughts worth sharing when I'm staring at a bright pink phone case, and a keyboard that I can only type one letter at a time on. Also, since the moment passed, my thoughts on people sticking their heads up their bums when it comes to the December Holidays would just seem ill-timed and awkward. Luckily people stick their heads up their bums all the time so I'm sure I'll have another opportunity soon.

And for the slow, most of my post titles are songs. I find them to be catchy attention-getters, don't you? ;)

Until next time!

Friday, December 14, 2012

The One That I Want

So I was listening to the radio the other day and the song "The One That I Want" from the movie Grease came on. (Yes, I listen to weird radio stations, what?) I was stuck in traffic so I sang along and I thought of the "acting" that goes along with the song. Go ahead, I searched high and low and then remembered YouTube exists to find this.... Oscar-worthy performance... After you watch, email me and we can laugh about how once upon a time people pretended John Travolta could act, it'll be fun.. ;)

Quick recap: Bad Boy meets Good Girl, have a super sweet summer romance where he doesn't get laid (but lies about it because he has a rep to maintain) and then they break up so she can go home to Australia (?? maybe, I'm not wikipedia, and I am NOT re-watching that entire movie). GG stays and meets a spunky smartass and her girl gang. Everything is fine and dandy until the boy gang shows up and BB is the leader. Again he has a reputation to uphold so plays the D-bag card and she ends up throwing pom-poms at him. (Somewhere she became a cheerleader, because they're known for their wholesome life choices?)
Anywho, they are each other's "True Love" and they both separately decide that the ONLY way they'll be happy is if they can be together.
John Travolta secretly goes to earn an athletic achievement letter (because nothing says I Love You like a preppy sweater) while Olivia Newton John decides that morals and clean lungs are for sissies and she sews herself into a pair of hot pants. Roll clip now....

All done? Has your breathing returned to normal after having to watch the hip thrusting and excited faces? Good.

So, I guess the moral here is, you should only be with someone who loves you enough to be willing to change every single thing about them to keep you, and you should love them exactly the same. Any mis-balance and you can find yourself in the worst situation possible.

Now, since John and Olivia lived in the wonderful world of Happily Ever After, they both were willing to change completely so I imagine they had a conversation when they flew off in Grease Lightning (not a mis-type, I remember that car flying) about coming to a happy medium. Also, there was a baby scare and a dropped out of school story line, but again HEA so they all cartwheeled away with huge smiles.

The real world is not that pretty. Doesn't even come close, but wouldn't it be amazing if we all tried to love that strongly? Reminds me of another movie, Pleasantville.

I don't know any real life Sandy and .... whoever John Travolta played, but in a world filled with baby-momma/daddys and 3 or 4 time divorcees, it sure would be nice to see more in it for the long haul couples who aren't in the high school delusion.

Side note: My last post left me sour, I almost deleted it, but that seemed juvenile so it's not going anywhere. I really wanted to make my dear friend smile, but as soon as I sat down to type my head just wiped itself blank. I will do my best not to pollute your eyes in the future. ;)

Monday, December 3, 2012

This one's for you....

I have a friend, who has been my friend since we worked at a no longer in existence toy store about... Jeez... Almost 10 years ago. (Can you FREAKING believe it?!?!) She lives far away now, but whatever words come out of my "mouth" (fingers?) tonight are all because of her. ;)

I was going to write something dedicated to the Hubs, but he's sitting next to me, and I feel camera shy so... Something else will go here right now. What, I'm not sure, but, ::insert words here::.

Right now the TV has switched to infomercials, and until I saw the doctor's name I thought they were calling him Dr. Ca va (French for "okay") which I though was pretty ironic. Even now I'm not convinced, but that could be because Cindy Crawford is trying to sound smart. I miss good infomercials, like the one for the Magic Bullet. I loved the cranky lady in the rollers with her cigarette hanging from her lips... But I digress...

One of the gals in my building wants to have an Open House to help grow her business. I'm really excited and since I just threw one in February at my old office I have the plans fresh in my mind. It was her idea, but I have kinda taken over, I have the time and I LOVE a good party. I feel like something has shifted this year, like the standards have gotten higher. Maybe because this is falling in December, but I feel like I need to be on my "A" game.For the first time in my life; I. Megan E Mc.... am worried about an outfit. Times two, maybe three. Holiday parties have dress codes, and I know of two for sure and a possible third I am attending. Sometime in the last months I went from being a "Young Adult" to just an "Adult", and if I'm not mistaken that changes the rules of the game. To what exactly I'm not sure, but I don't want to lose.

Life sure is a strange thing.. One day I'm buying shirts for $0.50 at second hand stores, the next I have standing hair appointments. Weird.

A Little Blasphemy as a Literal (and Figurative) Sign of Progress

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