Awkward

Today was probably the most awkward day of my life....

For one reason or another we had to get the boy's ex wife's name off of the deed for the house.
So I called attorneys in the area and got him an appointment to get the deed rewritten then we would mail some paperwork to her and she would sign it get it notarized and send it back and everything would be fine!

Well... It just happened that shes in town for Christmas and she could come and sign the paperwork her self,

OH YEAH also they were divorced a while ago but some how they were married in two different states... (I know only in my life do these things happen)

So the boy was going to pick her up, go to the appointment, get her name off of the deed and hopefully get divorced for real and come see her dog for a bit.

Well, he got off of work early and would be here 3 hours early for the appointment

So I had to clean the entire house before they got here, tried to look all pretty but they got here EARLIER than expected so my hair was half curled and half straight.... so I just pulled it up in a pony tail and looked like crap....

The boy wanted lunch so he went to the store and left us both here alone. This could have been really bad because I'm not a fan of cheaters or her for that matter even before I met her. I'm sure that if the circumstances were different we would be friends but they weren't and making small talk was impossible for the 30 mins he was gone.

The hardest thing was seeing them sitting on the couch with the dog in between them like they would have sat back when they were married.... I felt like the third wheel with my fiancee and his ex wife...

I'm going to stop rambling now they've been gone for 30 mins and I still feel awkward...

oh yeah and after venting to my mother that they werent offically divorced she called me a hussie.....

... I don't like this at all....

So, I won't drive downtown by myself because I'll get lost no matter if I had Myron Cope's ghost in my passenger seat (we miss you!), but I LOVE being in THE CITY. I love the energy, I love the landscape, I love all the interesting buildings (we don't have these things in where-da-heck-r-we, PA). Pittsburgh is a BEAUTIFUL city.

This is why I don't like the G-20 Summit coming to "my" city. I could care less about the crusty old rich guys meeting and deciding decisions about god knows what ( I probably should know but I'm broke enough not to care, and uninterested). What I am interested in/upset about is the protesters!

Do you people HONESTLY think that making a ruckus and destroying things is going to make anyone listen to you. YOU ACT LIKE CHILDREN! and children that act like this get disciplined. Most of you are adults (or children drug into this way of life by delusional adults and I am deeply sorry for you come live with me I don't throw poop at people like monkeys) and are either arrested or injured because of responsible people took oaths to protect our city our state and our country. If you don't like the way these countries run FUCKING LEAVE! We don't want you here as much as you hate everything.

Honestly I understand protesting when strikes happen and things like that but other than that you look like overgrown emo kids "I hate everything." Why don't you all get together and buy an Island and run your "ANARCHIST" groups there... I don't really understand anarchist groups because they still have leaders and such soooo.... doesn't that go against your whole purpose?

This video scares me I'm afraid for the city, the people that live in the city, and the people (that I may not know or the ones I live and work with)who maybe by choice or not have to deal with the overgrown emo kids.

Random Thoughts From This week

This is going to be a sort of bullet post just warning you now...

-Monday- Driving to work I see a company van that has "terrible tile" on the side...
Immediately I made the connection between "TERRIBLE TOWEL" and "terrible tile" like any burgher would and yes it is a cute play on words but... There is no way in H-E-double hockey sticks that I am hireing someone who called their company "Terrible Tile"

-Monday still - At work-Mom has been sick and emailed me that dad said that her problem could be a pocket of blood that formed after a surgery a couple of months ago and if it burst she wouldn't make it to the hospital... GOOD GOING DAD STRESSING EVERYONE OUT(love you daddy!)... (shes ok she had tests done Tuesday and Wednesday and, no if she runs into the kitchen counter I will not be mom-less)

-Tuesday- At school- I was walking down the hall way to my 11 o'clock class and overhear two nursing students talking to each other. One obviously pregnant the other probably not.... Not Preggers to Obvi Preggers: "I saw your ultrasound yesterday and your uterus is SOOOOOOO cute!".... I understand that they're nursing students but I don't care how medically knowledgeable I am, I am NEVER! going to tell a friend she has a cute uterus maybe cute fetus or what ever they're called at whatever stage but not cute uterus....

-Wednesday- The central blood bank has been calling me for a month now... So, I bit the bullet and decided to answer their call and go in and donate blood... Not realizing on the same day I was scheduled to go get my second round of the Guardasil shot... No big deal take some blood out put some medicine in right? NOT! 20 minutes after getting my shot and 1 hr after giving blood I felt wasted. Not like oh I've had one or two I'll stop now because I have to drive, I'm talking full blown falling over, incoherent, wtf is going on wasted. Good thing the lovely bf didn't have to work and drove me. If not the flocus would have been smashed somewhere along the turnpike and there would be no more me....

I'm sure something intersting will happen today who knows my life has a tendancy to be boring on occasion....

WOW

Happy St. Patty's Day Everyone Out There!

A quick funny before I get down to business. As you might (or might not) already know my mom and I email back and forth most of the day. So we were emailing today and I said that I wanted to go have some green beer to celebrate being Irish. Well, mom being the lack of a drinker she is (I'm possibly going to disown her for what I'm going to say next) she said, "EWWWWW green beer! Not for me, why is it green OMG IS IT MOLDY!"... Yes she realy said that...


On to other crazy things my mom says. I don't stay at home that much any more I'm mosty at my boyfriends or I dont get home untill after they go to bed. So, they (meaning my parents) keep talking about how they are going to move in two years when my brother graduates, which is fine with me I hope to be well on my own by then but they keep mentioning it like they want me to take a hint or somthing. AND THEN! Later last night mom and I are talking about me putting money in savings for car emergencies, computer emergencies, MY OWN HOUSE, and A WEDDING! I'm not sure if shes trying to drop some serious hints or if she's just making simple conversation, but it scares the hell out of me.


My one friend said I should talk to her about it but I feel like I'm just making somthing huge out of simple conversation. What do you think?

Still awake...

So I've gotten very comfortable staying at bf's house on the weekends. So much so that when I come home after a long day at school I can't sleep. It's come to my attention that I am not able to fall asleep when in a bed by myself at any decent hour... I get really depressed and go into irrational 5 year old mode. I bawled for a good 2 hours and I've finally got it together enough to write a post along with texting the ex... WHY because I'm in irrational 5 year old mode... Its almost like I'm drunk.... or PMS-ing... but I'm not doing either I'm emotional, inconsolable, immature, and I'm sure there's a whole long list of other things but I haven't come to terms with those yet...

hopefully,
Good Night