A Letter...

Dear Denise,

I have a bone to pick with you. I’m not sure if you have noticed but recently you have been an absolute pain in the ass, good for nothing, lazy fool. You are so tired during the day that work (which is normally mindless) is actually becoming a challenge for you. You are having trouble staying awake while sitting at your computer (which is bad because this is where most of your work time is spent). You are getting snippy with people almost like a cranky child. By the time you get home from work the last thing you even want to think about doing is chores (but I don’t wanna make my bed).

I am writing this letter to tell you that you are 30 years old and it’s time to get your head out of your behind. It is time to be slightly more responsible. This means less time out and more time at home getting the things done that you need to do (and probably saving a bit of money in the process). Now, I know that there will be times that being out late will be unavoidable (Monday night Trivia) but there are other days that you could be at home relaxing (Sundays). Your poor dog feels neglected (he keeps stealing your stuff). I do understand that there is a SuperAwesome human being in your life now that makes it a little more difficult to get the sleep you need (work schedules, get your mind out of the gutter) and I am not saying that you need to spend less time with him. I am saying that you need to talk about it and figure out a schedule that works for both of you (it is a give and take and communication is key). I’m sure you will be able to resolve this part of the problem.

Start taking care of yourself. Start playing with your dog. Stop spending money and for God's sake woman, get some sleep already!!


Love Always,

DSuperAwesome
XoXoXo

Sometimes Work is Just Boring

Sometimes I sit here and I think, "My God, wouldn't it be SuperAwesome to have a job that doesn't bore the shit out of me on a daily basis?" Then I really start to think about it. What would that job be? Eventually every job becomes boring, don't they? Are there people out there that actually wake up in the morning and say, "Yeah!! Time to get ready for work!! Woot!!"? Sure at first a new job is exciting. The first year is spent learning new things, getting to know coworkers... it is exhilarating. Then you blink and you've been at the same place for three and a half years still doing the same shit day in and day out. It is becoming exhausting just thinking about coming to work. Take this morning for example. I went to bed, literally fell asleep, at 10 o'clock last night. My alarms (I set multiple because I can sleep through them with no problem) started going off around 5:50am. I stayed in bed until 6:20am. I am now sitting here (at work...naughty naughty) feeling sleepy, wishing that I had a second cup of coffee this morning...I shouldn't be tired...
Anyway, back to the topic at hand. Say your dream job was to be a professional bull rider. You follow that dream and you start riding those bulls at all of the PBR events... eventually you will get sick of this. Though, now that I think about it, maybe PBR isn't the best example of a boring job. I mean, you could die on a regular basis. So this can't be boring... "Oh I got bored on the back of Flies With Bee Stingers so I decided that I would try a little free style riding. Did you see that Superman I pulled off?" But you know what I mean. Actors, actresses, musicians, designers, doctors, lawyers, pilots... they all get bored right? Or is it just me, just us, the little guys? The ones without the money?

I Love Starbucks

I love Starbucks. To be completely honest with you and myself, I love Starbucks. I remember when I was growing up, a youngster, a teenager, I rebelled against things that everyone liked or at least pretended not to like those things when I was with my super cool friends (many of which I now realize were really lame. In fact all of them were pretty lame. This probably explains why none of us stayed in touch when we growed up. Or at least why I chose not to stay in touch with them.). There was music that I wouldn’t listen to (you can’t like Green Day, they are too mainstream). Apparel I wouldn’t wear (F Nike, Puma, Reebok - We only wear Docs, Chucks and maybe Adidas - but only shell toes). Coffee I wouldn’t drink (all of the yuppies like Starbucks. We get our coffee at the Beehive.). Some of this ridiculousness followed me into my 20’s… at least my early 20’s. It was around the time that the Krispy Kreme donut came to Pittsburgh. People were freaking out about how delicious these donuts were. How once you have a Krispy Kreme donut you will never want another. I recall having a discussion with a coworker telling her that I don’t understand why people are so nuts about this donut. If you’ve had one, you’ve had ‘em all. She asked me if I ever had a Krispy Kreme donut. I told her no. She said just wait. So I finally had one and I in fact loved it. It was at that point in my life I decided that I will no longer be ashamed of liking a few mainstream things here and there. I am allowed. So with that being said I would like to make the following declarations:

I like Green Day. I think their music is catchy, they are awesome live, Billy Joe can really sing when he wants and I don’t mind that they got a little political. Yes, I have liked them since high school.

Hey, guess what? I love Puma!! My favorite brand of shoe to wear. They are like slippers on my feet and they have great arch support. I probably would have liked them my whole life if I would have just given them a chance. And there are some Nike sneakers out now that I would gladly buy if I had the money. Love the throwback line.

And last but not least, I love Starbucks. I have found no other coffee shop that can make an Iced Carmel Macchiato quite like they do.