1.  The glass of Arbor Mist Exotic Fruit Zinfandel I am enjoying.  I havent been able to drink, or wanted to drink REAL wine since I found out I am allergically sensitive to it.  Since then I occasionally pretend I am fancy schmancy by indulging in some AM.

2.  The Sentate FINALLY passed H.R. 3548. Yup… I’m still unemployed but have had a few promising opportunities which fell through.  I am not going to beat myself up for it.  It’s not self-deprecation Saturday.

3.  Buying Halloween candy after Halloween - $1.00 big bags of candy?  My waistline says no but I cant resist a deal!  A sweet deal…

4.  Having as much confidence as I did going into the arbitration hearing for this accident.  It feels good to be confident.  I wish I could do it more often.

5.  A gingerbread skim latte in a red cup from Starbucks.  Perfection!

He made me promise not to post these pics on facebook, I kept my promise sorta with the exception of the last pic but I cut out the fact that he was on a children’s taxi at a playground.  He did tell me I could share them on my blog.  How cool is he?

is brought to you by 2 shots of vodka.  straight up, but of course!

Honestly, I haven’t had the blog bug lately.  No excuses.  I just have been WAY too busy with life and even certain areas of my REAL life have been deprived.

So ya… I love you.

I probably read all of my readers via my Google Reader on the BB.  The thing is I am just too damn busy to comment.  Am I busy or do I have other things occupying my mind.  I wonder.  Lets see… I know Rachel has a new house, holler!  I know Kyla just got back from her HONEYMOON and is still as beautiful as a damn pixie!!  Nora just had the best weekend of her life.  Jen is loving decorating for Halloween and recovering from her recent surgery.  Candidly Beautiful just got home from Miami, lucky biotch.  Lucky beautiful biotch.  Have you seen her recent pics?  DROOL.  Modern Gal’s posting more often than as of lately.  Hope all is well with the new man! Erin’s mood is lifting, yay!  Confessions of a Chicago Girl has a new boi prospect, excccccccciting and looks HAWT in her recent bridesmaid dress!  Oh ya… then the future Mrs. EP!!!! I knew it!

As you can tell… I read you all, just don’t comment like I should.  Tears.

These are just a few blogs I read and follow and love.

PS  Please excuse all mistakes in this blog, as it is brought to you buy the letter V.  V for vodka!

PPS  Follow me on twitter cuz I am MUCH more active over there.

Life has been crazy.  It’s been a mixture of different types of crazy.

I am crazy in love with Armani. You know what they say… there comes a point in life where you just get it.  I just get it.  I believe.

The homestead is just getting settled but there is a reason a little flag hangs in front of the house reading “Welcome to the NUT HOUSE” with squirrels in a fall scene.  L and I have gotten into numerous heated fights.  In conclusion to that little saga… we will never be friends again.  I will be cordial seeing she is my brother’s girlfriend of 10 years but it will stop there.

I am currently at my Mom’s house sharing a king bed with her for the night because my younger brother is gone for the weekend celebrating his 10 year DATING anniversary with L, Uncle is in the hospital - hoping its nothing too serious but he is in severe pain in his pancreas, and Armani has a birthday party to attend. I still cannot fathom staying at home alone.  I know I can do it but I would rather not.  It’s difficult enough for me sleeping without Armani and I cannot imagine sleeping without Armani and in an empty house.

Oh ya did I mention Armani drives over 1 hour and 20 minutes to sleep with me almost nightly and then wakes to drive to work which is 1 hour and 20 minutes away.  He is indeed crazy.  I am really looking forward to the day, which I hope is very soon that he drives home from work to OUR home.  I am planning on moving out after I hopefully land a job.  Lets keep our fingers crossed???!!!

I’m ready to grow up.  I know sleeping with my Mom doesn’t quite support that fact but I am.  I need to grow.  I cannot grow in the household that I am currently in.

I had a telephone interview today and scored a face to face interview with the company on Monday.

HOLLER!

The job is for a small, and I mean small financial planning company.  The position may not pay as well as my past position, it could be very rewarding in the future.

Keep your fingers crossed o’tay?

In other not so important news I hope to have a bullet style post tomorrow recapping my chaotic life.  Life has been crazy lately and I refuse to let it go undocumented.

Its a crane machine where the object is to catch a live lobster.  Its $2 a shot and I am pretty sure Armani wasted about $20 and did not win a live lobster.  If you do win a lobster the restaurant cooks it up for you.

Strange? Odd? Has anyone else seen one of these?

You probably will not understand.  As I cannot even put my thoughts and feelings into words.

Here we go again.  I must stop.  I know this. 

I’m wallowing in three letters, BPD.  I’m going too far again. 

I’ve been acting out lately, wallowing in my personality disorder, taking things too far again. I push the limits because I can.  I take another drink because I can.  I act out looking for approval.  I become a mess at any given moment, even though I really don’t have to be.  I know I have the control but I choose not to use it.That’s just the way I am. Maybe I can change it. I look at myself and ridicule.  I then laugh in that high, sarcastic, crazy way. 

Remaining stagnant is something I cannot be content with.  I attempt to relish in the good that God brings my way.  I then give in.  I crave disruption.  I crave self-deprecation. 

Yup.  This was the jist of the interview I went on this afternoon.  Isn’t the job market flooded with those overqualified for positions?  Shouldn’t employers be jumping on this prime opportunity?

I just don’t get it.  They called me on the interview after seeing my resume.  Was it my perfectly polished ponytail?  I mean my suit wasnt Armani.  It was Ann Taylor for goodness sake!

All I can do is keep keep trying.  It felt good to “be out there” again but I was rather disappointed.  I can’t help but sit here and worry about what and if I do not get a job before my unemployment benefits run out.  I never thought I would be in this situation, as I have never been jobless since I was 15 years old. 

It’s rough.

Precious much?

I decided to call him out.

Click on his mugshot.  I know what you’re thinking.

Also, you can read more about this man sick individual here.