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Sunday, March 29, 2009
I Am So Tired Of Working on Saturdays. My flat feet. Losing 3.5 hours in transit every work day. Being celibate (and lacking all sorts of physical affection). My short hair. Business casual wear at the office. (I miss my jeans.) My dad's boyfriend-themed talks. Pantyhose. Being the girl guys talk to after they just got out of a long term relationship. 8:11 pm
Good, And Not So Good The office crush is crushing back, which is both a good thing and a not so good thing. Good, for obvious reasons I should think - unrequited crushing is cool, but when it's reciprocated it's more exciting! - and I do look forward to the messages and late night conversations... But it's not so good for very important reasons. I don't particularly like drama, despite the fact that I often find myself wrapped up in it. And by engaging in anything with Office Guy I am most surely putting myself in a potentially awkward situation. Though the office is large and filled with 60-some people, we do tend to see and/or have lunch together almost every day. He's also part of the I.T. Thursday night gang and I in no way want to jeopardize my fun-loving relationships with the rest of the I.T. guys by messing around with one of their clan. And when he comes over to my desk to say hello or whatnot, I'm never quite sure what kinds of conversations to have with him because my partner is sitting RIGHT THERE and I most definitely do not want to give her, or anyone else within earshot, any ideas as to the fact that he and I talk at nights, nevermind what it is that we talk about. Good, I suppose, because this could be fun. The office tension, the secret conversations, the possibility of an emotionless spring fling, the scandal! But not so good because I don't actually think we're compatible and he called me "cute". Twice. There were exclamation marks used, and enthusiasm is never a bad thing, but COME ON - what almost 25-year old wants to be called "cute"? 1:26 pm Thursday, March 26, 2009
Bygones When I woke up the next morning, it had healed. Like it was never there at all. 10:38 pm Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Paper Cuts I was sealing an envelope the old school way today (ie: by licking it) and gave myself the teeniest, tiniest little papercut on my lip. Right where the lip meets the face. It stings to smile. 8:52 pm Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Winding Up And Then Down Just when I thought things were going to calm down a bit, my life picked up around me and started swirling madly out of control. Looking back at a mere two weeks ago, I can't believe that I actually had the time to sit down and write a post every night for four days in a row - and write fairly regularly before and after that too. Unbelievable. I even had the time to go out after work and get a haircut! These days, I'm doing all that I can to keep up with my growing responsibilities and ever looming deadlines at work rather than worry about grooming myself (the bob, as you can imagine, has most definitely lost it's bob-y and feathery bang quality). I also expect to be spending lunches at my desk from now until the end of June in addition to working an extra half hour every evening. No joke. Mildly exciting news to report: - One of my BFFL (Best Friends For Life) called me from Scotland the other day! - She was calling to congratulate me on a new position that I got at work!! - ...I'M THE NEW SUSTAINABILITY COORDINATOR FOR MY OFFICE!!! YAAAHHHHH!!!! - I had my first conference call (an hour and a half!) and that was pretty exciting. - Training my new team (! I have a team !) on Saturdays is proving to be both wonderful and extremely taxing. I want to say that I'm looking forward to the end of training, but that just means the beginning of travel season, which means that I'll be living out of other cities and my desk at the office. - I think that I have officially developed an office crush. He's not really my type at all I don't think (whatever that may be), but fairly good looking. He'll do for now. - Spring celebrations this weekend came in the form of hip hop karaoke with Maestro Fresh Wes, a chocolate party and world food book launch! Followed by hippie and market goodness. And a parking ticket (damn!). - And uh, remind me to tell you about eHarmony. Every time a mildly exciting thing happens, I immediately think about how to spin it into a fabulous sounding story for y'all, but to be honest, most nights I'd rather spend doing anything but staring at a computer screen trying to think coherently, nevermind creatively. I'll take jazz radio and an early bedtime, thanks. PS: Since I'm starting to sound like an oldie, I might as well start drawing attention to the fact that I officially hit my "mid-twenties" mark in five and a half weeks! I wonder what it takes to drop ten pounds in five weeks? 10:25 pm Sunday, March 15, 2009
After All Better Now After a taxing first day of training at the office on Saturday (up at 7am, out the door at 7:30, at the office before 9am, left at 5pm... and colleagues that make me feel exhausted) the only things I wanted were yoga, a t-shirt and jeans, a good friend, and wings and beer. After watching Mamma Mia (Meryl Streep version) the only thing that could wash that bad taste out of my mouth was a midnight viewing of 50 First Dates. After my father sitting down to have a talk with me as to why I wasn't working harder at finding a boyfriend, the only thing I could bring myself to do (except for speeding myself to Waterloo) was lay down and watch the entire Jon & Kate + 8 marathon with a variety of comfort foods. 11:28 pm Friday, March 13, 2009
Office Updates In addition to "chic", "trendy" and "cute", I also got other comments on my hair; like "traditional" and "Asian." I don't get it either. I think he was trying to call me a middle-aged Chinese woman. Someone also said to me, "Wow, that haircut makes you look a lot older. It's like you aged five years overnight." O_o That remark also came from the guy who once walked behind my desk, looked down to see what I was working on and suddenly said, "Wow, you have really stubby fingers." He's a real gem, ain't he? --- I officially bid goodbye to my social life last weekend (thank goodness it was a good one!) because tomorrow marks the first of five Saturdays that I spend at the office. I'm training our new team of Tour Leaders so that means I work six days a week starting now until mid-April. Despite the fact that yes, I'm working on a weekend, I really am rather excited. My partner in crime and I have been screening applications and doing interviews since the new year started and FINALLY, we are done hiring. I'm excited to have our new team all in one place tomorrow and honestly, I'm excited to teach them about this job, something that I've loved doing for years. The opportunity to train the new team is one of the main reasons I took this new position in the first place, so perhaps that might explain why I stayed at the office until 7pm tonight perfecting my session, why I brought things home with me to finish up, and why I'll be leaving the house tomorrow at 7:30am so I can get there early enough to set up. I will sorely miss Saturday morning yoga though, but I will look forward to Sunday morning yoga instead. --- During an office-wide meeting today, I had to restrain myself from leaping out of my chair and jumping onto the board room table, proclaiming, "I WANT TO BE THE GREEN CHAMPION IN THIS OFFICE!! I WANT TO TEACH PEOPLE ABOUT REUSING AND WASTING LESS AND RECYCLING AND COMPOSTIIING!! NO ONE IS MORE PERFECT FOR THAT POSITION THAN MEEE!!!" A new position is starting up and I want it. Can you tell? --- Last night, like other Thursday nights, I hung out with the guys in the IT department, who are quickly becoming some of my favourite people to spend time with. We hang out, play Rock Band, get high, eat pizza/home-made pulled pork/dirty Chinese, drink beer, watch The Office and get home late so that I'm always tired the next day. I started going in the spirit of making friends and I'm super glad I did. The IT guys are, at the same time, the geekiest, the coolest, and the bestest. I got super high last night because, for once, I didn't have a car so I wasn't driving home. But I ended up getting a little incoherent and taking public transit home alone in that state made for an interesting experience. I ended up having a text conversation with the guy who drove me to the subway station until 12:30am about things that go BZzzz... --- Off to finish making employment packages for my new team and go over my presentation! 9:52 pm Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Indulge Me The hair! The hair! It was a resounding success! Much to my surprise and relief, people at work really liked the new haircut. Someone even called it "chic" - to my utter disbelief, as I'm sure you can imagine. And then someone told me I looked like a Japanese doll and I wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Funny, this Japanese ...thing. I've been called a Japanese doll before (by whom, or why, I can't remember), I also had the nickname Geisha for a few years, and when I was in Spain and North Africa, people kept calling me "Japonais". Maybe in a past life...? You know what I haven't done in a while? Narcissistically put up photos of myself! I suppose now is the time, given the new do and my growing (slooowly growing) fondness for it. You see where I was coming from with the melon helmet, right?       Yes, I realize I might have gone overboard with the bathroom glamour shots. This is only because this look is only one day post-stylist. I washed it tonight and goodness knows I'll never, ever get my hair to look like this - perfectly bob-y and bangs so feathery - ever, ever again. 7:35 pm Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Bob-y Bang Bang Today I was feeling spontaneous so I called a salon that I'm starting to frequent and decided to go in for a haircut. I've been craving one for a while because what I had before was really starting to shag out. And then I was feeling adventurous and decided to tell my stylist to go for the "bob" look with bangs and now I'm a girl who just cut off all her hair and really wishes that she hadn't. I should really think my spontaneity through next time. And I can't even blame the stylist because a) she's lovely, and b) I totally told her to do it. When I said, "Just even it out so it's kind of bob-y," I had no idea how short the back was. When she started taking inches off the front I realized I had forgotten that I had one of those slanty haircuts where it looks longer in the front and I immediately wished I could go back on the whole even-ing out thing because it needed to match the length in the back. But... I couldn't. So I sucked it up and just thought of it as 'cute'. I'm still trying to convince myself (especially after seeing the horrified looks on my family's faces). If I was rail thin and/or a superstar with a team of styling professionals, I might be able to pull this off. But I'm not and I don't, so here I am trying to figure out what outfit and hair products will compliment and/or HIDE this helmet-head look/thing I've got going on for tomorrow at work. I really don't feel like responding to the "Oh! You got your hair cut!" conversations. My inspiration was Katie Holmes with short hair like here and here , and I kiiind of came out of it looking like that, but less good. Oh who am I trying to kid - I look more like this, but less good:  |
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