Here's what I have to say about THAT...

You know what I HATE! Bloggers who apologize profusely for not posting for a long time. As if I am on the edge of my seat, holding my breath, and waiting anxiously for the next blog post to hear about the bright green baby poop disaster of 2011... Oh thank GOD you posted finally! I couldn't even go on LIVING until I read your latest blog. That being said....

I am SO SORRY its been so long since I've blogged! I realize you 3 have missed me terribly. So here is what's up in my life. Work and School and Boyfriend... the end, blog post over! JK

Work - Well work is pretty good! I actually got a promotion! My title is Surgical Coordinator... but I'm really the backup surgical coordinator, my title probably should be Radiology and Surgical Authorization Coordinator. I won't go into what I do all day, but I will say I do it in my very own office. Ok, its the smallest office in the building, and the window is more of a prison peep hole, perfectly square and 6 feet up the wall, but hey, who's complaining, its still my own office. A fact that people who have worked here longer then me were NOT happy about when the position was given to me and not them. Its better now, but for a min there I was kinda hated around here by a few.

School - Love. That is what I will say. I love school. It is hard, and stressful, and expensive, but I love it. I feel like I am actually accomplishing what I want out of life... FINALLY. It's crazy that moving out and paying for school was the catylist for FINALLY paying off my credit cards. I couldn't manage to do it while living at home, but I am debt free as of now! Its crazy. I am not going to school this summer, classes are hard to come by for summer semester, so I will actually get a summer. Which leads me to...

Boyfriend - He's great. I am a lucky girl. He isn't going to school this summer either, so we will prolly hang out more in the next couple months then we have in the rest of the year and a half we've been together. Yay! Yesterday when he texted me that he was on his way to my place, I was surprised... it's was wednesday... Oh ya... no school. That will take some getting used to!

And finally to wrap up the longest post on the planet, if you havent gotten bored yet, is the REALLY exciting news!

I AM MOVING INTO MY FIRST APARTMENT!! As in, all by my self. No roommates. No drama. Just me, a lease in my name, a recently purchased futon of KSL, and a scensy with whatever smell I want. I am SO EXCITED. I am borderline obsessed. Because while I sit on hold with insurance companies I am googling things like food processors, and end tables, and rolling kitchen islands for more counterspace, and ways to mount powerstrips to walls so I can make the one and only plug in MY OWN kitchen work for more then two appliances. Side note - furniture is EFFING expensive, what is that about. I will be taking donations, in case there is something you wanna give to the poor college student girl.

I will end now... This post was kinda boring, with very few witting insights into life. But hell, you gotta learn a bit about me too to make the insights funnier... right?

The perils of a big mouth

So... I am probably gonna get Paul beat up at the gym. He has taken to threatening a craigslist posting for a gym buddy who is also a deaf mute. Because I have a problem with not being able to keep my mouth shut when I'm witnessing douchery, I have an unstoppable need to mock them mercilessly.. And unfortunately, the gym is like a breeding ground for douches. Like cockroaches to hot garbage, douche-bags flock to Golds Gym. The problem for Paul is, these cockroaches are abnormally big... and especially douchy. I am not subtle when I am laughing at these ridiculously over muscled dudes. I can't help it! You try doing bicep curls next to a spray tanned guy talking to his muscles in the same tone as Christian Bale in Batman! "Come on, you got this. Yeah baby, yeah" It is literally impossible not to laugh! Yesterday, there was this guy... working out in jeans and a painted on V-neck T-shirt, I am pretty sure it was bedazzled, in the corner, admiring himself in the mirror. Fixing his faux-hawk. Straightening his eyebrows, I was waiting for him to lick is forefinger and pinky and go across both eyebrows. Five min later he was back in the corner, straightening those eye brows, and admiring his chiseled chin. I can't make this up.

The weight room is like being in a Lamaze class.... full of sweaty dudes. Hearing the grunts and noises that come out of these guys is one of the highlights of the gym. But I do love my boyfriend, and I would rather not have him take a fist after some meat head says something along the lines of "keep your ho on a leash" so I should probably tone it down.

Ya right... Like that is gonna happen. :)