and let the ramblings begin!

Ok well, it seems all the cool kids are doing this "blogging" thing. And by cool kids, i mean Karl Lagerfeld. (Even though it's just a fake blog, but still, it's awesome.).

So.

Well.

What do i have to say?

Well ok, first of all, i'd like to say that unlike my MySpace blog or Facebook notes, this will be completely honest and from my heart, instead of concerned of offending my "friends" and so on, as is the problem with those mainstream social networking sites.

So!

Well, to be perfectly honest, i'm a bit inebriated right now. Had a typical long day at work (my days start at 7:30am and end whenever the afternoon dive trip gets back, usually around 6pm). One thing i've noticed- i don't actually get a lunch break; i sort of eat whatever i can whenever i can. Ah, the joys of being a salaried employee. However, the world seems to plot against me: i can go three hours without a single phone call, without a single walk-in, but the second i either order or microwave myself some lunch, the phones start ringing off the hook, people wander in by droves, and et cetera. So much for my lunch. Same thing if i try to have a cigarette break.

I swear, i'm tempted to tamper with the door chime so that instead of saying "ding dong" whenever anyone walks in, it says "go away!" Hmm. The boss probably wouldn't like that...

Anywho. I promised honest opinions. So. Well, one of my captains has pretty much shut myself and my husband out cold ever since my husband was named "assistant manager." Drama! So silly. I'm the sort of person who just wants everyone to get along and be happy, so this crap is putting a serious drain on my chi scale. But, really....whatever. If you want to be pissy, that's your problem, not mine, right? Asi es la vida!

Aaaaanyway. i've been doing yoga a bit more seriously. I haven't done anything for the past few days, but, the days i do yoga, i feel much better. More accomplished (probably from forcing my lazy ass out of bed early), flexible, and content. More people should do yoga, really. The world would be a much happier place.

Soooo...right now. Well, i'm not the best role model right now. I'm chugging vodka and orange juice whilst reading Mansfield Park by Jane Austen, in my continued determination to figure out what the hell is the reason for this novel. I'm still working on my thesis that Fanny Price and Mary Crawford are both representations of Jane Austen....yes. I can tell you're intrigued. Stay tuned. Ciao!