Wednesday, March 10, 2010

my guiltiest pleasure

i love this blog. no matter what i do, i can't stop updating it. it makes me entirely too happy to bitch and complain about life on the internet, even though no one reads it.

adam and i are driving to san francisco this weekend. he's never been there and i'm pretty sure he's going to fall in love just as we cross the golden gate bridge--if not before. we are taking our hellion dog, Gizmo "Butters" Roemer and that's going to be a *treat*. i bought him doggy benadryl, so he can pass out in the hotel room while us parents have fun in the CITAAAAAAY!

today, we had an important shift supervisor meeting about time management and while it focused me on my job duties, it was utterly depressing. i work so hard for the money i earn each month and it barely gets us by. yes, we live a bit above our means, but if i had a different job, we would be so much happier. no more 3:45AM wake up calls. no more swallowing my pride because some asshole wants to treat us poorly. today was a wake up call. i'm not happy at starbucks. my store is drowning in dysfunction and its dragging me down with it. anyway, i'm going to get rid of this stale coffee smell that's permeated my skin and hair.

Monday, January 18, 2010

another entry, for good measure...

i don't know why i keep updating about our honeymoon. i think it's because i'm so sad about the entire situation. adam was promoted--which is good. i decided we shouldn't be leaving for a week, when he's been boss for less than a month. i can't tell you how sad i am. i want something for myself. just one thing to go right. ONE.

Saturday, January 9, 2010

h-moon

we will be driving to san francisco for our h-moon. we will bring our hellion, butters. he doesn't know it, but he's excited. i'm going to eat the hell out of in-n-out when we drive through redding. drama over.

Friday, January 8, 2010

blog title

i find it terribly ironic that my blog title says "wage relentless compassion." as of late, compassion is the last thing on my mind. i apologize for my false advertising.

we bought a desk from ikea. "Not my chair, not my problem, that's what I say."