Yeah, so lately work has been way busy. For those of you who don’t know (which is most of you) I’m an Optometric Technician/Optician for a doctors office, as well as their social media marketing personnel…and the onsite tech…and the graphic designer…I do A LOT. Anyway, the last few days of December are our busiest time of the year, since a lot of people wait until the absolute last minute to use their insurance/flex spending. What irritates me about these situations that they get pissed at us when we can’t get them in the books. Seriously? It’s not our problem you waited so fucking long.
Well, during the last few days we have something called a trunk show. It’s the time where we showcase specific designer frames and we have the reps available with their entire collection…Fendi, Dior, Kate Spade, Calvin Klein, Tory Burch, Gucci, whatever. We have tons. Since it does get way intense we turn them into theme days for fun and to distract us from the madness. This year was 80’s Radical Retro, 27 Dresses, and Masquerade (as I’m sure I’ve mentioned in a previous blog, I tend to repeat myself often).
I’m so glad to have that fucking done with, geez.
Now, I have this cold to deal with. For the past week or so I’ve been feeling like shit. Normally I let my body just fight off whatever it is, buuuut it got to the point where the girls at work thought I looked like the walking dead. Sunken eyes, raspy-manish voice, a nasty cough. yeah, I was so sexy. Anyway, decided to finally get checked. I, my friends, have bronchitis. Which, of course, is very common during this time of the year.
I still can’t hear out of my right ear though. It’s been a week now. even after taking allegra, azithromycin, mucine-X, and ibuprofen. Suuuucks. At least I’m not so much of a walking infection…OH! almost forgot. I also got pink eye during that time…so I’ve been taking Tobradex as well. So fun.
Lindsey (my lesbian lover as a lot of people like to think and the mother of my unborn demon twins) said I sounded like Lance from Portlandia. She would throw up in her mouth when I’d talk…and say cacao. Bitch.<3
Another girl in the office said I sounded like Tina from Bob’s Burgers. Oh, how they all love to poke fun at me. So, you now understand why I’m happy this grossness is almost gone. Seriously, Friday and Saturday they had me doing all the paperwork in the back office…they wanted me no where near patients. Which is completely understandable cuz I wouldn’t want to be treated by me either. ew.
So, I’ve been sitting at home playing Black Ops 2 and watching I Love Lucy. Can’t complain about that! I am, however, pissed about the CoD league play. During the placement period I won 4 out of 5 games and had a positive k/d the entire time…I’m sure I was the highest scorer as well…if not then top 3 for sure.
I got placed in bronze.
I don’t get it. I’m up to silver now, but wtf. I want to figure out how this ranking thing works.
Anyway, I think I’m done rambling for today.
To me that is…well, in 25 minutes. Unless you’re farther east then FUCK YEAH. (By the time I post this it will be my bday).
Hello mid 20’s. It’s nice to meet you.
Anyway, I’ve decided that I’m going to get my first tattoo in 3/4 years tomorrow. I’m torn between where to put it though. I think it would look pretty awesome on my forearm, but bicep would be beast. Plus, I’m kinda saving my forearm for a different piece…heh, kinda rhymed there. What can I say, that’s how I roll.
If you’re wondering what it may be it’s a Buddhist mantra for peace or inner peace. I’ve been wanting something meaningful for awhile, but being broke kinda plays into not doing/getting the things I want…been sticking to what I need, unless it’s small. You know, like booze and food. Cuz I’m an alcoholic fat-ass. Just kidding. But seriously though, I do like to buy drinks and food.
Lately, I’ve been controlling that. Trying to do the healthy thing. For 2 weeks now I’ve been more focused on consuming raw foods and meditation (even though I do slip up here and there). I was doing the whole yoga thing, but I kinda hurt my foot running. So that makes balancing a bit difficult. Once it heals though you better believe I’ll be right back at it.
I’ve also been seeing a Chiropractor for over 6 months now. More for the wellness aspect of what I’m trying to accomplish. Started out 3 times a week for 4 weeks, then 2 times for 4 weeks, and now I’m down to 1 visit every week. I love it. A lot of people I know are very sketched about it. I, for one, believe in it. My chiro is a pretty awesome guy too. Too bad he’s [recently] married. Ha.
In other news, I got my Masquerade mask in the mail today. Super stoked for our trunk show days this year at the office. For those of you who don’t know, I work in an Optometrist office. All the shit we carry is designer. It’s insane. Anyway, a trunk show consists of our reps coming in and giving hella crazy discounts over the course of a few days. So what we do is we turn it into fun-time with food and prizes. This year it’s Dec. 26th-28th. First it’s 80’s Radical Retro, then 27 Dresses (which I think is fucking lame), and lastly it’s Masquerade Ball. That’s the one I’m most excited for. I’m not going to look like myself, at all! These are the days where I come out super fucking girlie. Got my heels and my fitted black dress. Stoked.
Well, I think I’m done spilling my thoughts for tonight. About to head to bed. Time to release myself to the dream world.
Oh what a day.
10:58pm. I’m laying here on a friends couch as they go up to bed. Not anything new really. Its actually the norm. I come here, we cook, we drink, we play video games then they go to bed as I sober up to head home.
My birthday is in a couple days. I’m not too sure what I want to do really. The office xmas party is that day…and I requested it off and in doing so most people thought I wasn’t going to go. I gotta. Secret Santa, man. Can’t just bail on my person. Plus, I’m curious who got me this year. Last year the godfather (a.k.a. Dr. G.) drew my name. He figured getting me a mustache decal for my car was appropriate…I had NO complaints. Slapped that bad boy right on the hood. Ha. [I no longer have it though since I sold my little golf]
Anyway, pointless blog. Figured typing out my current thoughts would help in the sobering process…I think I’m going to take a quick nap now…
Back from the dead.
Haven’t used my tumblr in quite some time. I really want to start up with my blogging/vlogging again, but it seems like there’s not enough time in the day.
It’s 3:16am and for some reason I can’t sleep. The day before I could barely go 10 minutes without wanting to pass out. I seem to be in some sort of funk. I don’t like it.
I’ve also been having crazy dreams lately. I told a friend I needed to start writing them down again like I used to…or invest in a voice recorder…
I’m sure my phone has one…it’s a $600 phone. It should. [I didn’t buy the phone. No way I’d drop that much money on a phone. I was lucky enough to have my office buy me it as a “thank you” for all the shit I do.]
I decided to try and paint earlier today. That’s something I haven’t done in awhile either. Wasn’t anything big, it’s more of a piece to something else. [I consider myself a multimedia artist.] I just need to find the perfect way to arrange it…