Emotional Purging Part 2
It was a girl at work's last day today. So me, her (J), and L decided to go for dinner and drinks to celebrate. Dinner goes well, drink maybe 1 glass of wine more than I should have. Head back to L's to continue. J leaves around 10 cuz she had her little bro with her too. So L and I get to talking. Quite a bit to the point where she is crying and I am almost there. We went through everything, from her uncle dying (this was recent), to her kids, to what I could do, self-esteem struggles, to extremely bad periods in both of our lives. L is like the mother to people, but only certain people. She will find one or two that she takes under her wing and mothers them (in addition to her own children). Although she said many things that struck me, one thing really stuck with me. The other night (just after she found out about her uncle) I was talking to her and she seemed very uncertain about what to do about the whole thing. I told her about how I reacted to my grandfather passing away. So tonight she thanks me a tells me that I made a big difference in how she was coping. That helped (I'm not sure that is the right word but it is the best one I could come up with to describe how I am feeling) me. I've never been 100% sure of what I want to do "when I grow up", but I have always been sure of wanting to help people and make a difference. Just knowing that something I said helped her and made a difference to her was huge.

Update on Earlier Post
Still haven't talked to LC about it, but got a txt from R this morning. It was one of those I have something you want and I'm trying to make peace here type txts. He had found 5 packages of "coincidently" the same type of cigs that I smoke and asked if I wanted them. Sure do.

Xbf has gofne psycho with his multiple times a day txts. The latest... he wants to go horse back riding with me. Uh how about a big hell no. No matter who you are I do not do horse back riding. Period. Then when I am at the pub I get another message from him asking if I'm mad at him. Then there was an ice skating message. Oh for the love of God I am not your gf. Get that through your motherfucking little brain.

Back at Home
So my lovely housesitting gig is up. Not sure if they appreciated it or not, they seemed indif when I saw them tonight. Oh well at this point I am so livid that I really don't give 2 shits I just want my stuff back.
As per last post our project manager was here. Now LC is rather miffed about that because she came while she was on holidays. So I got thrown in. Not that I wouldn't have anyway but apparently I am now taking on responsibilities that I shouldn't have to (bs) and that LC is held accountable. Well then don't fucking tell me that I need to take more responsibility and care more about it. Either you want someone who cares or you don't. You don't get both whenever it is convienient for you. Sorry sugar it just doesn't work that way. And don't tell me that you are pissed off about being out of the loop and then ream me out for telling you what happened. Fuck that I will not put up with your contradictory bullshit. Maybe I should call in sick on Wed :)

Been a Bit
Ok so it has been a bit since my last post... not much time since back at work. Which actually went absolutely amazingly and rather wierd.

Sunday, 1st day back. Swear up and down all afternoon that I will never take holidays again. Disaster. The whole back to school call to action that I set up was completely distroyed. Litterally completely different than M had communicated it to be set up... and M arrives tomorrow morning. Fuck. About an hour before closing the power goes. In the entire mall. So we closed early and by the time I left (being pretty much a psyedo (sp?) manager, I was one of the last to leave) there was still no power and this was 40 minutes later. Double Fuck cuz nothing got done.

Monday, Ok don't panic. Meet with M early. Supposed to be there at 9, apparently M had been there between 7:30 and 8:30 waiting for all of us. Fuck. Now from conference calls and emails, I have been unable to stand anything relating to M for the last 6 months. I'm thinking she is going to be a total stuck up bitch. Totally wrong, completely. Loved her. Such a sweet heart plus I found someone who works just as hard (if not harder) and just as crazy as I am. Didn't think that was posssible. Missed last break cuz we got caught up in what we were doing and left half hour late. Oh well. M bought me coffee before I left so I was happy.

Tuesday. M wanted me there at 7 (yeas in the morning... we all know I don't do mornings). So I get there, let her in, she goes to get coffee (40 min to get to Timmy's... does she know that there is one accross the street?). Another coffee adict too. Do the move and her and I work really closely for most of the day. By 2:30 still haven't gone for lunch (I'm off at 3:30 and my luch is 1 hour). So we decide to go for lunch. Place still a disaster but really coming together. Find out that M shares an extreme shoes and purse obsession too. Learn that as of Spet 1, she is leaving DD to go to another banner in our huge company. Finally I am liking her and she leaves. Urgh!!! Marketing manager, D, and I tell her we need her back tomorrow but no go, she has a tight schedule to work with. Left me her cell number and told me to call if I need anything at any time. Good. We say our goodbyes and both at the same time, "Thank you so much for everything". Left work at 6. 11 hour day. Got to be there tomorrow at 7. Talk to my store manager after M leaves, he told me that she really liked me and everything that I wanted to do. Good maybe I can use her as a contact (moving up in the world!!). Fabulous day, even if I'm so tired and sore that I can't see straight. Shower and bed. Xbf update (7 messages today, 7!!!) to come probably tomorrow or Thurs.

Prime
So CC and I are sitting on the couch at LC's "watching" Prime that we rented last night. Movie is so boring that I read the new copy of Elle that came this morning, have checked every blog that I read regularily (and some that I don't) and drank an entire pot of coffee. And we are only halfway through the movie.

Heard gun shots last night. About 2:30 in the morning, laying in bed wide awake when I hear it. Never heard them so close. Granted we do not live in the ghetto but seriously. Then I didn't even hear sirens. I think this is the only night living in the city that I have not heard sirens at some point.

Going to turn of boring movie and straighten CC's hair and do my make up. Crappy movie leads to girls pampering time.

Check This Out
Anyone with even the remotest sense of humour (or homeless problem as those who live in my city do) should check out this guys site.

And as a side note, the cat has now been upgraded to Murray Boo Boo Bin Laden. That's what I get for having too much time on my hands and remaining on the couch in my pjs till 3:00 this afternoon. Yes Murray is a reference to the 2 straight hours of Mad About You that some WB station played all morning.

Updates on Previous Post
So it is update time here at Life, Trials and Tribulations....

Truth night happened last night. Actually it did not go as bad as I figured it would. Of course I was the first there (other than C since it was at her house). Since C and I's disagreement started the whole thing I was rather dismayed to realize that I was the only one there. Nonetheless I went in and made polite small talk with her. When EZ and CC arrived we all sat around the table and chatted about anything but what EZ dubbed "the big pink elephant". Took us awhile to get to that. C started and ended it with CC saying next to nothing, me just verbalizing our concern for C and EZ basically doing the same thing. At the end of it, C felt better, and the rest of us felt like we accomplished absolutely nothing. That's right nothing at all was resolved. Basically it was a surprisingly calm C telling us how difficult it is to balance a new relationship and sisters. Yes C we know, we've all been there, you more than most of us!

I am no longer calling the cat Osama. She came out of hiding the other night and slept at my door. And she sat at the base of the couch during my several Bond movie marathon yesterday and got angry if I didn't scratch her head. And she is eating again, so the seperation anxiety has only seemed to last the first couple days.

Decided to finish of the bacon today. Didn't have time yesterday seeing how I woke up half hour before I had to leave. So I cooked it in the microwave instead of the frying pan (see previous post). Going to pull it out I grab the greasy, hot side of the plate. So now the other finger on the other hand is burnt too and I have a glass of ice water beside me that I stick it in for awhile, but now it is starting to hurt from being so freaking cold. Not too mention the violent pink colour. I overcooked the eggs as well but got the toast and coffee down. So for the next week and a half it is going to be all about toast and coffee. Note to everyone, never let me touch anything else invovling hot grease or eggs ever again. That's just on bad time.

Have a dentist appointment in 2 hours, guess I should put some clothes on and go do some laundry eh. Back to reality and having to clean out the litter box (I've put that off as long as posssible and now both the cat and I are disgusted by it).

Been Awhile
Ok I know it has been awhile since my last post (well for me anyway). So much has happened. So lets just jump right in shall we.

Last Wed I head to work after crim law and realize that we have a visit from the head of my dept. I'm not talking me (yes I am a dept head, who the hell would have guessed), but from the operations and marketing manager from back east. WTF?!?! I'm on holidays next week, LC is on holidays and so is our store's marketing manager. We are so fucked! So I have an hour long panic attack and about 4 cigs and halfway through run into LC who asks why the hell I care so much. Excuse me? Have you seen the dept lately?

I had invited R and LC for dinner Thurs night, she said she would get back to me. Wait around apres work to realize that LC is having a mani pedi at a day spa in the mall (must be nice :). So another friend, L and I have a glass of wine on the patio at work. Yes I got buzzed after one glass, had not eaten since about 10:30 that morning and it was now after 7. So LC comes by and says to come over so her and R can go over everything I need to know for the upcoming 2 weeks that I will be staying at their apartment. Halfway home (where I am driving buzzed like a madwoman) I'm thinking I will just pull in all the laundry and finish it later, and attempt to shovel something in my mouth because I am seriously starving. R calls and says he is making burgers and asks if I want one. Hell yes, but how did we go from me inviting them to my place for dinner to them making me dinner at their place? Whatever.

Also on Thurs I get a text from xbf. Yes he did finally learn how to txt even if there was not a single space between words and some where spelt wrong. He wants to hang out some time this week. Told him I would shoot a couple games of pool with him. That's it.

Fast foreward to Sat. Supposed to go to a local bar with sisters. Two were wasted at the restaurant before we got anywhere near the bar. I also got a txt from LC saying that her and R were at the pub (which I far prefer to the bar we were at). Decided to bail early, stating that I got a txt from xbf (they don't have to know it was a couple days before) and decided to hook up with him. Aight told a little lie, but playing pool and chilling at the pub was a much better alternative.

Yesterday I was going to R and LC's to start my housesitting/ catsitting. Earlier in the week I had told everyone to come for dinner and even asked who was coming on Fri. I'm talking to a very hungover CC when an equalling hungover C calls. She says she can't make it cuz she has to clean her house cuz her bf is coming over. She claims she knew this when I invited her to dinner. Which prompted me (in an angry PMS state) to call her a sell out and hang up. She called me back twice and left a bitchy vm where she cries at the end. So I txt her saying that all she had to do was tell me I'm not sure can I let you know or a simple no. She responded by saying that she thought she would get everything done on Sat and didn't. So I reply with fine. And for me it was done, I was over it, I explained my point of view, she explained hers. Simple, done moving on I'll see her Mon or Tues right. Wrong. She sends me an attitude laced txt about how she is sick of explaining herself to people. WTF? You piss someone off you explain yourself. Period. I did, she did it should have been over.

I've realized that the cat, B, has more freaking hiding places that Osama. Seriously, I searched the entire apartment (indoor cat) several times before I found her. And she usually hides in R and LC's room, but the door is closed and she can't get in there. Crazy.

Went to make breakfast this morning. Decided that the bacon sounded good with eggs and toast. Didn't even get to the eggs cuz while trying to remove the bacon grease from the pan I managed to spill the hot hot grease all over my left index finger. So I stood at the sink with my left hand under cold water, trying to eat and drink my coffee. Called EZ (has 1st aid) asking what I should do. Txt R asking if he has a 1st aid kit. Nope have to go to neighbour's. Not doing that while in pjs etc. Call Mom (yes Ma I know that only my accident-prone self could pull something like that). Really hurt to take a shower or if I have to hold a ciggy in that hand but other than that the pain seems to have subsided. Moral of the story here; never attempt to make bacon or pour out bacon grease before consuming a minimum of 1 cup of coffee, in fact just cook in microwave where the paper towel soaks up all the grease and all the clean up involves is throwing out the cooled paper towels.

More later this week, appologies for the uber long post.

Update on the C fight!!! Apparently she is no long mad at EZ (who completely blew up at her and screamed at her about everything) but is still "not ready to talk to T". Yeah, EZ, CC and I all talked about it tonight and none of us gets that one. So we are going over to her house tomorrow night and as CC's bf says are staging an intervention. Basically we call it a truth night and all 4 of us let loose. EZ, CC and I are a little terrified. Update to follow tomorrow or Wed.

Camping Weeked
So I went camping this weekend with R and LC. Well it was our campsite and exbf and several others tended to congregate at our site (at least they all brought beer and exbf bought a bottle of rum for LC and I :). So many things happend but too much to get into so I will try to cover only the basics

On the way down we listened to sattelite (sp?) radio. Got sick of playing with it so put cd in. R forgot about the subwofer. LC freaked out and I sat in the back (directly above the sub) going "This is fucking awesome!!"

Sat morning R went to the showers, after having a smoke and posing, talked to the head of the organization among other people. He made it alll the way there before realizing that he had no shorts on, only his knickers. We all noticed and couldn't look at each other without laughing. Freaking hilarious. That was the running joke for the weekend.

There were 2 parties. The Kaley on Fri (still don't know what that was, we had beer at the campsite). Yeah that was party central. There was a Tatoo on Sat (took me all weekend to get used to a Tatoo being a party not a skin). We missed the Tatoo by drunken mistake. By the time it started, LC was drunk and went with R to find pizza for dinner, and exbf and I were drunk at the campsite. He taught me how to drum while drunk.

Pissed rain Sun morning. Gazebo leaked then flew away. And all this was before noon. LC and I were not in good moods driving home. Got home after 11. Shit was I tired. But still a good weekend.