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[Jul. 13th, 2005|09:30 am] |
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well, happy birthday to me. twenty-seven is pretty unimpressing so far. heh.
I have officially passed from "mid-twenties" to "late-twenties"... sigh
Maybe this happens every birthday... the whole "reassesing of my life" thing. Anyone else do this every year? I need to re-claim myself and my life. I'm tired of letting other people and circumstances determine my happiness. Its MY happiness, and for the most part, is determined by ME. Or should be. Right? Lord, this is difficult.
All in all, I guess I just need to keep things in perspective and try to make myself as happy and productive as possible. Here goes nothin... |
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[Jul. 9th, 2005|11:23 am] |
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Life has changed in so many ways.
Everything is positive, yes...I'm ecstatic to be on the path of motherhood; but I am discovering the drawbacks to suddenly changing your lifestyle in so many ways.
I miss my friends.
I dont mind not going out; I'm over it. I spent enough years wasted, doing stupid shit. Apparantly my friends haven't. I'm adjusting to calling friends for "lunch" or "shopping" instead of "drinks" and "partying"... Mainly, the problem is, nobody seems to want to do "lunch"...
Ehhh, maybe I'm just hormonal.
I also want to say to every raised eyebrow and inappropriate stare I have received: FUCK YOU!
Who is anyone to judge the "timing" of my marriage and pregnancy? Again, FUCK YOU. Its 2005; fucking grow up. YES, this is "Good news", you peice of shit. No, maybe it wasn't planned; does that somehow make it something to whisper and make judgement on? I love how "adults" who are on their third adulterous failed marriage have the nerve to judge me and my intentions, my marriage and my family. I'm sick of it. I love my family... I'm ecstatic. If you dont share my happiness, stay the hell away from me.
=)
I feel better now. |
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[Jun. 2nd, 2005|06:54 pm] |
I got my first piece of mail addressed to "Maria Snell" today and it was so weird! Like, wait...me?! Is that for me? Thats not my name! Lol, what a strange thing. I think thats the strangest part about getting married; all of a sudden, you have this different name. I did decide to chasnge my middle name to my maiden name, which I think is really cool because I can still have my name in a way.
I had my first ultrasound today! Its absolutely amazing! Seeing that little peanut inside me and hearing its heartbeat... the only word is incredible. Next ultrasound is in four weeks, and hopefully they will be able to determine the sex then.
its gotta be a girl ;) |
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[May. 30th, 2005|12:30 pm] |
Ok, here we go... Sorry for the delay, I was waiting on pics
( Half of the news! )
...and I'll bet you can guess the second part. Pics of that half wont come till December ;) |
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[May. 27th, 2005|11:09 am] |
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So who wants my news? |
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[May. 17th, 2005|10:40 am] |
Yay, finally home!
The trip was great; it was so good to get away for a minute..
We stayed at a Bed and Breakfast where both the bed and the breakfast were questionable.
Did lots of shopping, relaxing, walking around and eating... the perfect vacation activities, as far as I am concerned. Some much needed couple time was had, and we had a lot of laughs and in general, a great time.
The idea of going back to work after a week off seems absolutely rediculous. |
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[May. 14th, 2005|12:38 am] |
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I have exciting news!!!
Eeeeeh! You will have to wait for it!!! Coming soon....
Oh and I *finally finally finally* got internet at the new (err....since December) apartment, which is awesome. I also have a new cell number, but suffice to say, I am glad certain people lost my last one, so catch me online if you want the new one... I will be around now ;)
I'm off on a much needed weekend vacation! Kisses! |
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[Mar. 21st, 2005|01:05 pm] |
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i have no internet....
oh woe is me
i miss lj-land...sometimes ;)
i promise to get off my lazy ass and call comcast soon
love to all
"If something has the potential for great passion, it also has the potential for great hurt; But if we fail to take that risk, we fail to live" |
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[Dec. 4th, 2004|07:51 pm] |
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Quote of the week:
"My life takes "when it rains, it pours" to a whole new level. It's more like, "When it rains, build a fucking ark"
-me
Fucking hell.
Whew. Okay, you all wanted me to write about more personal stuff, right? Here goes.
I work closely with a woman who belittles and degrades me every chance she gets and it is driving me insane.
Work in general is frustrating, demanding and overwhelming...I feel a burnout approaching.
App arantly I have an outstanding ticket...blah, blah, I get accosted by the Beverly Hills Police (who knew they even had police? He was no Axle Foley, I'll tell you that) So I go to court....$546. FIVE HUNDRED FORTY SIX DOLLARS. Fuck me.
Then the State of Michigan decides to hit me up with an additional $200 "driver safety fee". Fuck me again.
Total money spent getting my drivers license back : $746.
My family apparantly decided Thanksgiving is much better without me. No invites. I spent the Holiday at work. At work. Gee, I can't wait for Christmas.
Any friends I once had are gone.
My car is dying.
As if this isn't bad enough....
After spending another 15 hour day at work, I come home to my psychotic (literally) and drug-induced roomie ranting, raving and screaming at me, telling me to get the fuck out of "her" house "right now" or she's going to kick my ass. Then proceeds to actually make various attempts at beating the shit out of me and forcing me out of the house. Unsuccessful at that, she just continues to scream in my face and make lame attempts at insults. Nice. Just.fucking.great. So...a mere three days after paying my rent, I need to come up with money and a place to move asap. Oh, and figure out how to get the fuck out of my lease.
Yaaaay....
On a funny note, she actually said to me, "I'm gonna burn your fucking room down, you stupid cunt"
ahahhahaa...are you serious? Watch and learn, kids. This is what cocaine does to your brain. |
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[Dec. 1st, 2004|09:39 pm] |
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Ok, so I've been on an LJ Hiatus....I know, I suck...
Insists I am an asshole for never updating or commenting....oh, and being cryptic.
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) bradd has demanded that I update more often and drop his name as the cause of said update.
In homage to you both, here I am. Bradd made me do it. ;)
I promise I'll try to update more, maybe even respond.
Honest truth is life is boring. I work. All the time. I go out when I can. I sleep too much. I'm depressed and I hate holidays. I'm reading an amazing book. Again. I've started to paint again, which is lovely, but I wish I could spend more time on it.
So there you go. ;)
"We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit."
-Aristotle |
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[Nov. 16th, 2004|03:13 pm] |
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Have patience and indulgence toward the people...
reexamine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,
dismiss what insults your very soul,
and your flesh shall become a great poem.
Walt Whitman |
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[Sep. 29th, 2004|11:08 pm] |
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trite
adj. trit·er, trit·est
1. Lacking power to evoke interest through overuse or repetition; hackneyed.
2. Archaic. Frayed or worn out by use.
Synonyms: My job |
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[Sep. 13th, 2004|10:44 am] |
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Yay for vacation.
Toronto was amazing; I love that city like nothing else.
I spent way too much money, but oh my, the shopping is soooo good.
I also ate Foie Gras, which was delightful and a main quest of this trip. Yay for Foie Gras. I would eat it with milk for breakfast every day if I could. Yummmmmy.
Toronto is an odd place, though....Apparantly, as of June, every restaurant and bar is now non-smoking, to which I say: Well then, Toronto, sir, ....fuck off. Thank god for patios and summer weather. Also, you can only purchase alcohol from 9am to 9pm. How fucked is that? You can be served a drink in a bar until 2, but can only buy a bottle of booze until 9:00.
Those silly Canadians.
The best part, by far, was finding this cute little store full of the clothing I love, set amidst the rest of the "dancer" stores....I walk in, and "Steve", the 60-year-old guy behind the counter sets about turning me into his own little fetish dress-up doll. I think I tried on everything in the store. At one point, he had me in a pencil skirt so tight I couldn't walk (yes, he zipped it up) tied up in a cropped black straight jacket, and a pair of 8 inch spiked patent leather heels, stumbling around the shop while he drooled and sneered and in general went on and on about the quality of my rear end. It was quite the experience, let me tell you. Fucking Hysterical. Way to be a salesman, though, Steve...I spent $300 there ;)
Now its back to the grind.....back to work. I needed that vacation so fucking bad. I'm good and chilled out now...
Happy Birthday to Frank....celebrations are at Luna on Tuesday, right?
Oh and I almost forgot to mention....My flip phone flipped itself in half, so I have no cell phone. I will check my voicemail often, but I have NOBODY'S phone number, so if you like, call me or email or something, but I promise you, I do not know your phone number, so leave a message of some kind.
Beep. |
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[Aug. 31st, 2004|12:06 pm] |
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"Eye of the Tiger" was playing when I turned on the Muzak at work this morning...
How can today NOT be a good day?
The foolish man seeks happiness in the distance;
the wise grows it under his feet.
-James Oppenheim |
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[Aug. 24th, 2004|01:51 pm] |
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So I work for this restaurant corporation, right?
Fourteen restaurants total, most of which are routinely featured in newspapers and magazines as some of the finest cuisine in metro detroit.
I, however, work at what we like to dub, the "step-child" of the company.
The only restaurant that makes no money.
The one everybody hates and refuses to go to based on bad past experiences.
Ok, so...a bit ago, the owner fires everybody and hires all new management. I go from Waitress to Assistant Manager to Hourly Manager to Manager to General Manager in a matter of 3 months.
I vow to turn this damn restaurant around.
Another three months has passed since I became GM. I have been working my ass off (any one of you who might know me at all know this to be true) and have routinely been chastised and told I will fail. I have been under a microscope, with disapproving eyes watching everything I do.
So...only two members of my original waitstaff are still here. Everyone else is new and trained by me. My new menu debuted this week. And its happening....
Last night customers turned in 48 positive comment cards. I had five or six different tables call me over to tell me how they decided to give my restaurant "one last chance" based on what they had heard was happening over here. How they had vowed to never come back based on their last visit, but have been pleasantly surprised, and how remarkable the improvements are.
I am a happy, happy girl.
I'm sorry to drone on about work, but this is a feeling of accomplishment I've never really felt before. My staff is strong, my other manager are great, and we're managing to work together to improve this damn place. There's a feeling of pride in me (an everyone else, too) that is just exhilerating. It's fucking happening. This wretched restaurant may finally earn a decent reputation. I've always had pretty good work ethic, but this is motivation and encouragement that I desperately needed. I was definately getting discouraged here, wondering how the fuck I left my posh old job and wound up in this damn tavern, but I'm happy, finally.
Yay for the fish. |
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[Aug. 23rd, 2004|11:02 pm] |
Ut-oh. If Loki is driving, we're all fucked... ;)
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[Aug. 18th, 2004|06:30 pm] |
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Wow...its been a while, eh?
I've been hiding, somewhat...and without the internet.
I'm pretty anti-social lately, and incredibly busy to boot. I'm sorry to anyone I have ignored as of late...
Paul, I promise to call soon...sounds like we both need it.
Things are kookie lately....I work a LOT, and I recently moved. A house warming party is in the plans, I'll keep ya posted fo sure.
Eric, I feel like I ought to end this with a typical mia "cryptic" thought, but alas, none comes to mind...
Life is pretty simple....
boring?
.......simple. |
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[Jul. 9th, 2004|10:27 pm] |
edit:
that last post was misleading.
today is not my birthday....but monday is; celebrations ensue from saturday-monday
peace |
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[Jul. 9th, 2004|05:39 pm] |
Come to Luna Saturday!!!!
Alright, bitches...its my birthday...and i am old.
Come to Luna on Saturday (yeah, tomorrow) and help me celebrate my 6th annual 21st Birthday.
(hey, as long as i act like im 21, its all good)
Plan on drunken lovey gushy silly dancing mia-ness all damn night...
any ideas for round two on sunday? whats open?? |
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