Not Your Average Jane

So I’ve fallen and I can’t get up… Fallen into a habit that’s as old as the hills… At least for me… Its not rebounding, its more like falling into something comfortable, like an old t shirt. Old t shirts aren’t bad… They’re worn and soft with age… Something you can just slip on without thinking about it… That’s what this is like… I know nothing will come of it, but its still a habit of mine… Part of what makes me me… And I wouldn’t change that for the word… And its something that doesn’t hurt anyone, so I’m not going to sweat it… Actually this particular habit is pretty much based on one thing… And around one person… I know nothing will come of it, since I kind of figured out a long time ago that he wasn’t feeling me the way I was him… Its not a big deal, it sucks but I’ll live… No I’m not naming names, I’m simply saying… Every time I see this particular person I fall back into… theres no better word for it than just plain old simple crush mode… It happens like every time I see him… How insane is that? Ever since I met him its like I see him and I know what an awesome person he is, and how attractive he is and its like boom shaka… Crush mode major…. (Talk about watching too much Zenon… lol… Props to those who know who Zenon is… lmao…) No clue why that happens… I know he’s so totally not into me the same way… I figured it out a long time back but there it is… And oops I did it again… rofl… Sorry, its too early for Britney I know… So yeah it didn’t help things I had two people in stereo telling me I should go hump him and get it over… Yeah I’m out there but humping a guy in public? Not so much gonna happen… And I bet Richelle just figured out who I was talking about… lol… She knows what an amazing person he is… I’ve raved about him often enough to her…. Lol… Kinda weird I know since I was heavily in lust with one of his friends last week… And another this week… Too bad this one had a girlfriend and lived nowhere near here… Dammit man.
I’ve been thinking about love and mushy romantic feeling type stuff a lot lately… And trying to meld my idea with what love and a relationship should be with a view that may be a bit more realistic… I have this idealized version of what love is… And I’m slowly coming to terms with the fact that, only part of its applicable. Passion yes, love yes, happily ever… Not always… But then I knew all that before, it’s just become more of a thought in the forefront here lately… What I think and experience are totally different from what anyone else knows or has experienced… And I think that everyone’s idea of love is shaped from their life experiences… Their parents, siblings, other family, close friends, that sort of thing… They witness examples of love everyday through these people and pop culture to an extent and that shapes their idea of love. The same for me. My parents loved each other. They just couldn’t live together because of my father’s alcoholism. That taught me that you have to sometimes be strong enough to give up what you love in order to make a better life for yourself and your children (if there are any – in my case there were 3). I also witness aunts, uncles, cousins… All get married young and stay married just for the kids… So I know its not only possible to keep the whole til death do us part, it may not always be easy… But then what is in life that’s worth having? I also have a very idealized version of love because I’ve read a lot of romance novels and Cosmo magazines… So I think that love and sex and trust and honesty, all go hand in hand. And I also look at my sisters and mother’s relationships…. That tells me that companionship, comfort, and camaraderie are also part of love… So what is love to me? Aside from the joking about something I don’t have… Its attraction, a spark… Clicking with someone and being able to be yourself around them… Being able to be honest with each other and trust each other…. Chemistry, lust, like, passion, romance… Those are the basics of love according to Ali… This leads to the thought of men and why I’m single… Which may have to come in a later blog since I’m still working on those in my head… But who knows maybe by writing about it will help me figure it out, get it out and move on… We’ll see… Anyway its time for a potty break…. And then its back to work I go… Hi ho hi ho… Laters.

posted by Ali @ 10:52 AM 0 Comments

God, is it already Monday already?!?!?! Can't I go back and just redo the whole damn thing? Sleep more, spend less... Though all said and done I don't think I spent more than 100 dollars all weekend... Not counting groceries last night.... So it could have been a lot worse....
Which reminds me I need to drop a check for $100 off at the leasing office and see if I can start moving stuff in a few days earlier.... That way I won't have SOOOO much stuff on the actual day I move... Maybe I'll say like Wednesday and take a trip or 2 with stuff.... Then Friday take another trip or 2 with more stuff... Then the big stuff on that Saturday and Sunday and Monday unpack and shop for furniture... That Monday should be an awesome day for shopping since retail goes bonkers on Memorial Day with all kinds of sales.... So I can probably get a killer deal on just about everything I need/want.... And according to Mom I may be inheriting Linz's couch... Its not the prettiest but darned if its not comfy as heck... And as mom suggested I can always just get a slipcover to put on it....
Yeah so, where was I and what was I doing again?!?!? Yeah this weekend thats right.... Ah the joys of ADD.... Though I have the feeling this time was more cuz I'm tired and just rambling in general til something comes up... Er that is something interesting.... Heck no matter how I think to say that it sounds dirty....
So let's start at the beginning... Friday. So everyone knows how boring my day was at work... If you don't just go back to Fridays entry and witness the absolute awfulness of being one of 3 people here at time to go on a Friday afternoon.... Sure we left like 10 minutes early but still.... Anyway so it turns out we weren't supposed to go to the movies with Baby the way I thought... That was the plan for Saturday.... And Linz had some drama with her tires... By the time it was all said and done, she had 2 new tires and everyone was annoyed with her... So yeah anyway.... I had dinner and went to the Firehouse... Got there about 9 ish... Grabbed a drink and my ass gets slapped.... I turn around wondering who the hell did that and see Nicole.... She's like who else would do it? I thinking some random guy I've met here before? Or someone else I know? Lots of people want to slap my ass for some reason... Could it be the whole best ass according to 10 out of 10 firemen? I'm sooooo bringing that one every chance I can..... Yeah so anyway, Nicole brought a couple of friends with her, and then we meander over to find a spot for the night... Cory's (Dane NOT Morrow) playing acoustic... We end up by one of the barrels and Marshall finds us.... Turns out I could have gotten in free... Ah well... We live and learn.... Susanna showed up and then Rich O'Toole went on... Never heard of the dood before... Though he's on my friends list... So he was ok... I loved his lead guitarist.... He was like a punk boy (and Lord knows I love those.... ) and so damn cute it made your teeth hurt.... Run into Ryan..... Say hi and all that good jazz.... He goes on and Susanna, Nicole, Meredith and I all move to the front.... We're all singing along and dancing and stuff.... I heart that boy mucho.... And I'm still convinced he and Matt Burns are related somehow... They look way too much alike.... Which is not a bad thing AT ALL.... So yeah we all head over the merch table area after and we're all just chilling... Max Stalling was playing... And since I only really know one song, I didn't pay much attention to him... And live show wise... He's not that impressive... He just lacks.... something... Not talent... More like he just sounds like he doesn't have any energy in his singing... Maybe he had an off night I don't know... I've only seen him twice so that could be it.... So yeah lets see what else Friday night.... I actually grabbed someones ass.... AND HE DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE!!!! So yeah I went home about 1230 ish.... Went home, wound down a bit and hit the hay about 130 ish....
Saturday.... Woke up because Mom told me I had half an hour to get ready to go out to eat.... Turns out we were doing our Mother's Day on Saturday instead of Sunday... I can deal... So I was ready in exaactly half an hour... Don't ask me how... So we went to Baba Yaga's.... The most mediocre meal I've had ever... Chicken was dry, the veggies were undercooked.... But my mashed potatoes and Linz's pizza weren't bad at all.... So we go home and all do our own thing for a couple of hours and then we got back together and went to see Thank You For Smoking at the Angelika..... Funny movie.... Then we went home.... Mom went out with John and I went to the Palace.... Mike Mancy was playing.... And for those who haven't read late Saturday night's blog... Yeah it wasn't nearly as good as it could have been and I probably should have gone to the Firehouse for Stoney instead.... K was there.... I don't think he recognized me, since he hasn't seen me in almost 4 years.... But he looked exactly the same... The hair was a bit shaggier but it looked good on him... I didn't go say hi or anything cuz if he didn't remember me, I didn't want to remind him hey yeah I was that damn fool girlfriend of your boss.... Now I'm the ex girlfriend and its his ex boss..... Honestly I think everyone knew what an ass he was.... Except me.... Ah well, I learned the hard way and I survived.... So I came home at midnight just because the crowd was pissing me off.... Sure eventually they started to get it and dig Mancy's stuff but one too many people asked me who was playing... And the merch dude was hot but not hot enough for me to get a migraine from repeating myself.... Went to bed after I did that blog about 1 or so....
Sunday.... Woke up late.... Really like... Like almost 1 in the afternoon late.... Gave mom her card and told her about her present..... (a month long netflix subscription) Didn't really do much... Went to Target and got some stuff.... It was pouring rain when I left and so I came home... By the time I got there it had already quit... Ah well.... I unloaded the stuff from Target and went to the grocery store.... Came home and unloaded all that... Checked my email.... Then went out to dinner with Mom and John at Tila's.... Most awesome enchiladas EVER.... Soooo damn good.... No joke... I have some left over that I'm going to have for lunch today... So we went home and I watched The New World and Carolina.... Then went to bed and woke up on time... And somehow managed to run 5 minutes late.... I'm chalking it up to a case of the Mondays....
I think thats about it... Except for Mark's friend.... Catholic boy... Or Brandon.... So sweet it makes your sweet tooth ache.... But I don't think I really feel like sharing anything about that right now... We'll wait and see if anything happens tomorrow night before I go jumping up and down and doing a happy dance....
Laters.

posted by Ali @ 9:33 AM 0 Comments

Allrighty… Are you ready for this shizzle? I bet you aren’t… lol… Ok so play by play, blow by blow here it be… The weekend update of the millennium… Or something…
Friday 6 a.m. Mom and I leave the house. After a pit stop at Bright n Early for Mom’s coffee we leave town… We only stopped at Buc ee’s outside Luling before getting to San Antonio a lil after 9 in the a.m. They had already started shutting down the streets in anticipation of fiesta parades that would occur later in the day… Which is why we had to get there so early. We parked at the parking garage across the street and got to check in. Mom went off to do some stuff for her conference and I took off to see the Alamo. Which was only like 2 blocks from our hotel (the Hyatt on the Riverwalk). So I meandered through the Alamo… I had just missed the video thingy they had and I couldn’t find the gift shop… No biggie. I wandered around trying to find my way and figure out where I was in relation to everything (I had a map but I wanted to get a better feel for where everything was located.). Mom called me about 11:30 and we met back at the hotel for lunch. The service there sucked but the chicken caesar salad rocked…. So mom goes back to doing her thing and I go shopping at the River Center mall and went to the 3 D underwater IMAX thingy… I went back to the room to chill for a bit before mom came back and we went out to dinner at a Mexican place on the Riverwalk, where the host was hitting on my mom…. That was too too funny…. The food there was fair to eh… I’ve had far better chicken enchiladas… And Mom’s chicken was like rubber… And neither was even very spicy… That was just wrong… But at least they had sweet tea…. We did the river taxi around the riverwalk and then we run by CVS on the riverwalk on the way back to the hotel and Mom gets some wine (I knew she couldn’t go without an entire weekend…). We get back to our room about 9 or so and Mom goes out like a light. I manage to stay up a lil longer (like 10) before I’m down for the count too… And to think I’d been considering Pat Obrien’s for a drink… Yeah no not so much…. Also at some point on Friday I got to see part of the Battle of the Flowers parade that was part of fiesta… I think I text Richelle and Nathan something about trucks full of hot guys and me not doing a damn thing about it… That was a first…
So day number 2 in San Antonio. Saturday. Mom woke up early for her thingy and I slept til about 10… That’s right about 12 hours of sleep… I was tired as hell… I had a lil breakfast and got ready to go… I went to Joe’s Crab Shack on the Riverwalk for lunch, on my own since Mom was doing a luncheon with her group… Then I meandered around the riverwalk and over to the Alamo. I got to see that short film on the Alamo that I missed the day before. Then I had a funnel cake from one of the vendors and while I was on the phone with Jenn some weird random guy (not even attractive) came up to me and was like ‘Do you remember me?’. I was on the phone (thank God for Jenn…) and I like shrugged and told him no and turned away. I didn’t think anything weird would happen since I was in public surrounded by people and there were cops like every 20 feet…. And he just walked off… Thank goodness… And thank Jenn…. Speaking of cops…. There were a shitload of em all over. And most of em were hotties… I wanted to ask em if they knew Matt (who I tried to call and text but his Sprint must have been FUBAR again)just as a joke but they all seemed busy working… Darnit…. Ah well… Speaking of hotties… There were so many Air Force kids out… Girls, guys… And most of them seemed to not even been over 19…. I didn’t even want to molest the boys… It was rather shocking…. There were also a bunch of college age guys (I’m going from Southwest Texas State, whatever its called in San Marcos) that were adorable… Mom called while I was talking to Jenn and told me she was done til 4 so I went back to the hotel and Mom and I walked over to Market Square to go to the big Mexican bakery at La Tienda or whatever that restaurant is… Then we got some stuff there and walked back to the hotel. We got back and Mom goes back to doing her thing and I just chill at the hotel til she got back about 530 ish… Then we both changed and went out for drinks. First we went to the Menger hotel’s bar since Mom was just dying to have a drink there and reminisce about daddy…. Which I don’t mind at all, since my memories are a lil foggy and from the perspective of a little girl. Mom and I went to the Alamo (it was already closed) and took pictures in front of it like the tourists we were. Then we went to the Emily Morgan hotel’s bar. Turns out it was happy hour and drinks were SUPPOSED to be 2 dollars… I had a daiquiri and mom had wine… Turns out my drink wasn’t 2 it was 8.50 and there was a big to do about it. It was NOT a daiquiri worthy of almost 9 dollars. Anyway Mom swears she’s never going back, I don’t really care its not my kind of place anyway. So then we went down to the riverwalk and ate at this Italian place on the water. The spaghetti was crap (honestly tasted like Chef Boyardee out of a can spaghetti.). The service and the bread rocked though. Then we went back to the hotel. Mom crashed and I stayed up and watched tv til a lil after 10…. Sunday morning was a lot like Saturday, except after I got ready I had to finish packing and wait for mom to get back from one of her meetings. She got back a lil before noon and we headed to San Marcos, directions from the hotel in hand. After half an hour of sitting the parking garage waiting to get out, and 40 dollars for parking later we were finally on our way. It took about an hour to get to San Marcos and we spent about 3 hours there… Shopping til we dropped pretty much… I went to every store on my lil list of places to go except 9 West… I got a new Coach purse that’s adorable, I almost got a cute pink Kate Spade but decided not to, and Mom got a bunch of stuff at Micheal Kors. We also went to Pottery Barn and looked at furniture and stuff… We almost bought a dresser for 200 dollars but decided against it til I actually do have an apartment and I can check places around here. Like IKEA and Star furniture… So we headed back to Houston shortly before 5 and stopped for dinner in Schulenberg at this place called Frank’s. Then we made it back into Houston about 8 or 830… We unloaded everything and then Linz called to say she wouldn’t be there to study last night… Okay… lol…. So I went to bed about 1030 and got to work on time. Art’s going to come spray the house on my lunch break and I’m going to look into actually applying/putting a deposit down on that apartment on Westcott. In the meantime though I’m hungry and I haven’t really had breakfast yet, so I’m going to go see what I can dig up…. Laters.

posted by Ali @ 9:46 AM 0 Comments