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No Work For You October 24, 2008

Filed under: Existance — latteaddiction @ 11:22 pm
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Today I found out that my current consulting gig will be no more on November 15th. I am a practicing Project Manager for a nationalhealthcare provider, consulting, contracting, whatever you want to tag it. Disappointing on one hand, happy to be on my way – on the other. I find that my hobby of internet perusing excites me so much more than attending hourly meetings, trying to validate why I made a decision or why I didn’t meet a deadline.

Often, in the past year I have asked myself “why?” Why do we get up at the crack of dawn, leave our loved ones and butt-kiss people we don’t even like 5 days a week? – perhaps someone up above was listening to my complaints and decided to take action? Retribution for complaining in the first place. “Is this what it’s come to – long hours worrying how we’ll pay the mortgage and how much gas we must fill our tanks with, knowing that we have to worry about this for the rest of our lives?” No one likes to be backed into a corner (especially Scorpios) which is what the economy is forcing us to do. To make decisions we might normally not.

Again, I’m at a crossroads with my life, wondering why I was put here. What was I supposed to do to make a mark on this world? It certainly wasn’t to keep people on task, or keep them in meetings all day. so much for that blog…so much for that jewelry line…so much for that change in life. I have 3 weeks to make a change. It’s not much time when you’ve been procrastinating for a year.


Old Men August 9, 2008

Filed under: News of the Weird — latteaddiction @ 3:04 am
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So I had to write today, as I had remembered what had happened to me yesterday and knew I had to blog about it. I realized after visting my dentist again – the 3rd week in a row – that I had to stop at my local neighborhood grocery store for some specialty items…

I slowly made my way through the store looking at the exhorbiant prices. I saw a fly fluttering nearby and vowed not to stick my hand into the little plastic dome as so many before me had with unclean bathroom hands. But, I thought to myself, “I’m sure my desk at work is worst”. So with that I dug my hand deep into the back of the plastic dome and chowed down on the funny white cheese that gave me a strong and pungent aftertaste. “Why did I like cheese so much?” I thought to myself.

I proceeded to pick up my olives, sundried tomatoes, and even sauntered by the dessert section but decided against it, feeling guilty for not going to the gym for 2 weeks. As I gazed at the old man in front of me in line, I thought to myself, “older people must come here because someone still bags their groceries for them.” “What will I do when I’m old?”

The cashier knew him as Tony. “Tony, how many times a day do come in here?” she said. He explained, “Ohhhh, once for lunch and sometimes for groceries”. They proceeded to talk.

How come I always get caught behind the chatty ones? Perhaps I should stop coming here if I want to make a quick stop? Afterall, this is the second time I’ve been caught in line. Tony left and the cashier rung up my items. “$28.34 please… thank you.”

As I left the grocery store making my way toward my car, I noticed Tony walking back toward the store. I thought to myself, “wow, he’s going in again?” Tony passed me by 100 feet when out of the corner of an earshot I heard a loud fart “thhhpppp”. I smiled to myself and looked to the girl in my right corner, making sunglass eye contact, wondering if she too had heard the loud fart. I think she did as she had the same grin as I.

I wondered if Tony even heard himself. They say that old people fart a lot. I guess they are right.


Moods August 1, 2008

Filed under: News of the Weird — latteaddiction @ 1:43 am
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As you can tell, I haven’t quite felt like writing lately. I’ve been reading a lot of news and posting to as a self-challenge. Haven’t taken that much time to think. Oh, and I joined the local gym so I could lose that fat. Summer has been all but eventful.

Recently, my girlfriend came to visit from Los Angeles. She’s part of the family, and so it was just like a family member. One evening we decided to go to my parents house for pizza . My girlfriend, a die hard Democrat, my parents die hard Repubs. My father is on heart medication for congestive heart failure. You’d never know – his temper flares from this medication – for which I often wonder if they are just prescribing, not really knowing what he needs. Anyway, my girlfriend brought up politics…duh, duh, duh, duh. Dad went over the roof, preaching and lecturing and yelling. My girlfriend, mom and I all stared at each other, like what the hell? If you’ve ever been around someone on heart medication, you may know I’m speaking of.

Later that evening, at the dinner table, dad was talking a lot of “smack”. Mom, myself and girlfriend T listened to him talk about people being pre-diabetic and how they needed to take Flax Oil to cure themselves like the younger “Bush”. OMG. We laughed…and said, “if George Bush takes it, I don’t want anything to do with it – it clearly isn’t helping him!” 

Dad proceeded to tell us how they serve a certain kind of pie at church lunches to ward off diabetes. Roaring, we said “no wonder there are so many crazy people in the church!” He told us how he occasionally has been short on sugar in his system. We started to talk about people we had gone to high school with. Dad explained that he knew someone we had graduated with and also knew her younger brother. This kid had been in a bad car accident at age 18 and had to live the rest of his life in a wheel chair.

If you knew my mom and dad, you’d understand the humor in that my mom said in her Canadian accent, “Oooh, so he’s a vegetable?”. Which, at that point my dad exclaimed, “no, he’s not a vegie”. We burst out in tears crying with laughter because my husband, being from Southeast Asia, mixes his “V’s” and “W’s”. So when we heard “vegie”, all we could hear was “wegie”.


Maven 2008

Filed under: R&R — latteaddiction @ 1:19 am
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Yes! I finally made Maven status in I had been diligently posting my cool and unique items for over a month with the goal of being in the top 10%. So, I’m at 12% of all users and still working toward that top 10%. I can do it!


Cookies, Crunchies and Crackers July 18, 2008

Filed under: Outrageous — latteaddiction @ 3:41 am
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I’ll admit. I’m outta shape. Cottage cheese seems to be my middle name – okay that’s a gross analogy, but that’s how I feel. I recently joined the gym much to the probing of friends and family. They told me, “you’ll feel so much better”, and “you’ll sleep so much better”. So, with those suggestions, I thought “what the hell”!

Last week I worked out with my girlfriend (let’s call her “T”) where she taught me how to use the step machine and the bike correctly. So, as I sit here plunking away on my PC after eating cookies, ice cream with biscotti, and honey crackers, I’m feeling a little guilty. Oh well, I’ll blame it on my period if anyone asks.


I’ve Been Away

Filed under: Daily Grind — latteaddiction @ 3:29 am
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I haven’t been able to write lately. Call it writers block or just pure exhaustion. Work. Work has been quite a challenge. I was recently asked to assist my VP with a project. Knowing it was going to be high visibility, I wanted to do my very best and impress. You see, as a consultant, it is utterly important to make the best impression in order to keep one’s job.  I worked an everage of 12 hour days. I don’t mean to whine, but I had not worked these hours for quite some time, as I am very used to a mximum of 45 hours. As a consultant, companies are increasingly watching those extra bill hours, even charging back consultant companies for overtime!

Needless to say, it was a challenging and time consuming project that definately impressed, so I am very happy. So now I’m back…


Visit Me on ThisNext June 26, 2008

Filed under: Uncategorized — latteaddiction @ 4:42 pm

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