New Year, New Me

I feel like I said this last year, but here I go again. Hopefully this year I can say "out with the old, and in with the hot semi-cleaned up mess. Yes friends, I'm going to try and clean up my act this year. And I must say that aside from the heavy drinking and poor food choices this weekend, I really may have turned over a new leaf.

Now I can have RyRey all to myself

I'm sure most of you heard all about the Ryan Reynolds/Scarlett Johannsson breakup by now. Oh, and what perfect timing! When I already can't get enough of the beautiful man by repeatedly watching Just Friends over and over - now I can bask in the wonderfulness that is the fact that this year's Sexiest Man Alive is single again! AND shooting a movie in Atlanta. I mean damn. I seriously would LOVE to meet him slash marry him. He's beautiful and sexy and has perfect bone structure. Not to mention a body that makes my toes curl. And who can forget his sense of humor! OMG. New mission: scour the city of Atlanta to meet him and make him fall madly in love with me. I mean hey, if I can meet Ian Somerhalder and Paul Wesley at the Clermont Lounge, surely I can find Ryan Reynolds. I just have to be at the right place at the right time.

If you need me, I'll be searching for the love of my life. In the meantime, here's some enjoyable eye candy:

Shut up and PAY ATTENTION!

What are YOU doing this coming December? Yes, all of December. Ok, I'll give you the few days around Xmas and NYE off because I guess *family* is important. And as for God's chosen people, you can take your Chaunaka (I still don't know how to spell that) but keep SOME time in December open. Especially if you're single. And especially if you're a lady. *Why?* you ask. Because Berryfine and I have stumbled upon something spectacular. Jess and Becky of WTFisupwithmylovelife are coming to ATLANTA in December!!! And they want to interview YOU and ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is of course, if you're cultivating a Gaggle.

The Punchline

So I'm going to go ahead and apologize for yesterday's post. I'll be real honest with you guys. I have hardly slept in 4 nights until last night. I don't think I went to bed before 3:00am on Thursday, Friday or Saturday night. And Sunday night I wasn't in bed til almost midnight. And I think I was just completely out of it and I hardly remember writing yesterday's entry. And I had probably one of the least productive days at work imaginable. And I have no one to blame but myself for that.

Love of my life - music edition

In 2 days I'll be seeing the most recent love of my music life on stage! I. Cannot. Wait! Eric Church and I are new lovers - it was only last September that we met. (disclaimer, i am a 90s teeny-bopper at heart and Brian Littrell will always be the #1 love of my music life - Eric doesn't quite compare, but for this chapter of my life - and for the subject of this post, he's pure gold) He came to see me at my old college town, Athens, Georgia. It was love at first chord. Now before the night that the actual in-person magic happened, we had started to become acquainted with one another a few weeks prior to our face-to-face. I would ask him questions about where my life was headed, why I was feeling miserable there for a little while, and how did he feel about me. And yes, he answered me in song. It was like he knew exactly the words to say and how to say them.

Must...keep...eyes...open...

That area on my head behind my ears really hurts right now. And for that matter, so does my whole head. And my legs, arms, shoulders, ass and feet. Partially because of working out (effing WOMPs), partially because of dancing in high-heeled boots last night, and partially because I am utterly wiped out. For some reason I agreed to go with Andy to Star Bar last night at 11:30pm! Probably not the smartest thing to do when I have to work in the morning. But hey, it was Mardi Gras last night - that's a viable excuse to go out on a Tuesday, right? Right. Except I forgot it was Mardi Gras until I saw a bunch of people with beads on in the bar.

boy do i need a drink

Just a fair warning, this is going to be a complaint-filled entry. If you don't want to hear my complain, I suggest you stop reading and get back to work. Athankyouverymuch.

Blokay - so you wanna keep reading? Here it is, don't say I didn't warn you:

So it's friday afternoon. At 3:17pm. I am hungover. And tired. And cranky. And sore from working out. And did I mention I'm hungover? Yep I partied a little too hard on Thirsty Thursday and I am paying for it dearly today at work. Woke up at 8:15 when I'm supposed to leave my apartment by 8:00 to get to work on time. So that's special. Needless to say there was no time for showering this morning. Just enough time to brush my teeth and wash my face and run a comb through my hair. Just barely.

I'm really doing it...

So over the last week I've come to find out via facebook (aka what I spend most of my time on) that I actually have a LOT of friends coming out of the woodworks who are running the ING half marathon (or the full marathon - kill me)! It's kind of exciting! And now that I've publicly stated it on my blog and on facebook, I can't not do it. I've just been struggling with the whole paying $80 thing. I know, I know, I could be using that $80 to help me get solvent by the end of this year but the way I look at it, this half marathon is a lifestyle change for me. Since I'm running on Saturdays and Sundays, I won't want to go out and get D-runk the night before because I know if I do then I won't be motivated to run the next day. And if I'm not going out as much then the money I would be spending out is actually not being spent and therefore, can go towards my $80 registration fee for the half-marathon! What's that you say? I'm a genius? Well, you said it :)

This New Years, I think I'll just sit at home and twiddle my thumbs...

Well, I'm back from my 4 day torture with my parents and greater family family vacation, and I'm also back at work. For today. I had quite the interesting Christmas last week: celebrating 5 days early, having a brief encounter with the law (what says happy holidays like a citation from a police officer on christmas eve morning?), working the full 3 days at work when I only planned for 2, spending a mind-numbing 7 hours in the car with my parents - each way - down to florida and back, and getting shnockered on Christmas night. And I do mean shnockered. All in all I'd say it was a "meh" Christmas. Don't get me wrong, there were some really fun parts! Like going to see the new Sherlock Holmes movie (I could look at Jude Law and Robert Downey Jr for days without getting sick of it ::swoon::), spending time with my cousins (we're almost all of age now!), getting presents, eating amazing food and drinking some of Uncle Johns Medicine. But there were some really shitty parts too. Like the citation I mentioned earlier, the lack of sleep over the entire break (we had a zoo at our house on Christmas, literally), the rain in Florida and having to work yesterday and today.