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Continuing with my theme so far this year. The last line in a letter I recently received. It is so pointed, ambiguous, definite, AWESOME (in my twisted head)...
"...I remember what was, sometimes wonder what could have been, and am grateful for what is. I'm going to stop wondering about what the future may hold for the two of us."
The last (two) sentences...well, I don't know what to say to that.
It is simple. It is honest. It is unassuming. It is witty.
Whoever wrote me that letter...
Thanks. I'm going to stop wondering too. . .
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Worst Hangover Ever...kinda but not really
I am not someone you want to be with POST a night out drinking...at least not these days.
What do I do? I get all mushy gushy. Not like those girls in your college who were crying at the bar. Nope. I come home and cant stop playing Con Te Partiro on repeat, while sending out countless drunken text messages...via gchat (AMAZING in its own respect).
Now that I look back on last night. I am a wuss. lol.
I am now listening to Air and Simple Gifts....
Its a great way to motivate yourself to get out of bed at noon to do something Barack-like. Like getting lunch...or shaving. Or writing a book or even READING a book.
Damn you Italian Embassy. You bring out the worst in me....kinda.
What do I do? I get all mushy gushy. Not like those girls in your college who were crying at the bar. Nope. I come home and cant stop playing Con Te Partiro on repeat, while sending out countless drunken text messages...via gchat (AMAZING in its own respect).
Now that I look back on last night. I am a wuss. lol.
I am now listening to Air and Simple Gifts....
Its a great way to motivate yourself to get out of bed at noon to do something Barack-like. Like getting lunch...or shaving. Or writing a book or even READING a book.
Damn you Italian Embassy. You bring out the worst in me....kinda.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Proximity does not guarantee friendship
Why why why do people in the workplace feel that because we sit desks apart that we are automatically considered facebook friends?
Tonight I was at one of the Embassy parties that occur often enough here and I saw a co-worker who sent me a facebook friend invite a few days ago. I had been thinking about how to approach the situation.
Do I
A: Limited profile them?
B: Keep on denying that I really use facebook anyway and that Ill accept when I log in?
C: Reject them and deny deny deny
D: Accept them, keep things PC for a week while they look through my pictures and notes, and then defriend them for a burger?
Ok, so each one has its merits and downsides. A is great because they can not see shit...but other people in the office have full access and someone will feel slighted.
B. they walk by my desk all the time and it is up.
C. sounding so awesome now.
D. Also very awesome but FB has taken the program down.
Hmm....what would you do?
Tonight I was at one of the Embassy parties that occur often enough here and I saw a co-worker who sent me a facebook friend invite a few days ago. I had been thinking about how to approach the situation.
Do I
A: Limited profile them?
B: Keep on denying that I really use facebook anyway and that Ill accept when I log in?
C: Reject them and deny deny deny
D: Accept them, keep things PC for a week while they look through my pictures and notes, and then defriend them for a burger?
Ok, so each one has its merits and downsides. A is great because they can not see shit...but other people in the office have full access and someone will feel slighted.
B. they walk by my desk all the time and it is up.
C. sounding so awesome now.
D. Also very awesome but FB has taken the program down.
Hmm....what would you do?
Work place romances...kinda....
I would like to start off by saying, that I am NOT in one of those. My rule of thumb for the last few years has been to avoid them like the plague...simply because well, I have seen others take that path and have not been impressed with the results.
So how to avoid one when clearly someone seems NOT to get the point?
Avoid the person.
Great. But when you live on a compound more closely connected than a small college campus, and have multiple opportunities for awkward run ins....then what do you do?
Avoid the person.
I have been successfully using my 'Avoid the person' solution for a few months, and things seem to die down...but last week on the way to a meeting I saw the person and he tried to WAIT...HE?
YEP.
HE.
~~~Now, I am someone who feels that people have the right to do what they will, live how they will, and love how they want. At the same time, I appreciate those same people who understand that not everyone shares in their desire to love the same way or manner that they do. Particularly when it involves men showing interest in me. While I am flattered and all, and can understand how my charisma or clothing coordination (i work some pink in) can give you the gall to make a move. But my ducking and dodging and looks of NO!-ness should give you the hint that I am not interested.
Im already so picky when it comes to women, but come one Sam, "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" (if you name the source of the quote you get a cool post card from one of my trips)~~~~
He tries to corner me to chat or whatever, but I am not having it, plus im late for a meeting ...but now he knows that I am here.
I get a text this morning asking me to call him...no.
A few hours later I reply by text saying that Im super busy w/ deadlines and such and that I have no time.
The response is to call when the deadlines die.
I must say, if this is how it feels when women have to constantly fend off the advances of us guys. WOW. You girls have tough skin. Now im taking to camping out in my room, not answering the door, and turning off my phone after work... UGH.
I am so ready to move on.
A few major turning points in my life since the change of the new year. Some include gaining/regaining friends, some include losing amazing friends.
So 09 started off great in some regards and not so great in others. I have finally decided to stop being a wuss and move back to America for a little while. Whether its DC, ATL, NY, Cairo, Beirut, or even Istanbul..I have not decided, but I feel like when spring comes around, it will be high time for me to peace out.
How do you deal with office advances that just wont go away?
So how to avoid one when clearly someone seems NOT to get the point?
Avoid the person.
Great. But when you live on a compound more closely connected than a small college campus, and have multiple opportunities for awkward run ins....then what do you do?
Avoid the person.
I have been successfully using my 'Avoid the person' solution for a few months, and things seem to die down...but last week on the way to a meeting I saw the person and he tried to WAIT...HE?
YEP.
HE.
~~~Now, I am someone who feels that people have the right to do what they will, live how they will, and love how they want. At the same time, I appreciate those same people who understand that not everyone shares in their desire to love the same way or manner that they do. Particularly when it involves men showing interest in me. While I am flattered and all, and can understand how my charisma or clothing coordination (i work some pink in) can give you the gall to make a move. But my ducking and dodging and looks of NO!-ness should give you the hint that I am not interested.
Im already so picky when it comes to women, but come one Sam, "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" (if you name the source of the quote you get a cool post card from one of my trips)~~~~
He tries to corner me to chat or whatever, but I am not having it, plus im late for a meeting ...but now he knows that I am here.
I get a text this morning asking me to call him...no.
A few hours later I reply by text saying that Im super busy w/ deadlines and such and that I have no time.
The response is to call when the deadlines die.
I must say, if this is how it feels when women have to constantly fend off the advances of us guys. WOW. You girls have tough skin. Now im taking to camping out in my room, not answering the door, and turning off my phone after work... UGH.
I am so ready to move on.
A few major turning points in my life since the change of the new year. Some include gaining/regaining friends, some include losing amazing friends.
So 09 started off great in some regards and not so great in others. I have finally decided to stop being a wuss and move back to America for a little while. Whether its DC, ATL, NY, Cairo, Beirut, or even Istanbul..I have not decided, but I feel like when spring comes around, it will be high time for me to peace out.
How do you deal with office advances that just wont go away?
Monday, January 19, 2009
Its 9:30 AM...why do I smell like chlorine???
Because I went SWIMMING this morning!
(image courtesy of whynottri who might have got it from elsewhere..but thats not my biz)
(Photo from here )
AND EVEN MORE AWESOME...we have this thing in the office where we all get Pedometers and are pretending to WALK to some far city....so I am wearing a Pedometer!!! Wooo hooo.
(image courtesy of whynottri who might have got it from elsewhere..but thats not my biz)If you have gleaned anything from my not mentioning it, I have become a bit of a gym rat. I enjoy working out, or really...I enjoy looking at myself post workout (both the same)...anyway. "The One Who Came Back" (I'm going to have to work on nicknames), convinced me to participate in a triathlon. Not just any triathlon, but one with her. Like we would be doing it together- Enough of a reason to work break my back for 6 months getting enough stamina to not only compete in one of these, but finish in a relatively good enough position to NOT look like a wuss!
OK, so the training regime that I am on is different than the workout routine that I have been on since October/November. This time, it starts of really small (12 min swim/24 min bike), and then increases intensity over the next 4 months.
In my past (3 years ago), my job was teaching people-kids, adults, babies, athletes, Dr's, housewives, househusbands, etc...- on how to swim better...but I HATE swimming. I don't actually mind it, but I do mind initially getting INTO the water. That shock...ugh. It took me 4 mins to just do it. Im like the fat kid in the locker room...take it off already...FAIL.
In my past (3 years ago), my job was teaching people-kids, adults, babies, athletes, Dr's, housewives, househusbands, etc...- on how to swim better...but I HATE swimming. I don't actually mind it, but I do mind initially getting INTO the water. That shock...ugh. It took me 4 mins to just do it. Im like the fat kid in the locker room...take it off already...FAIL.
(Photo from here )So yes. Here is to a great first day of training for the triathlon. Luckily food here is FREE. So I can eat healthy. Health care is free- So I can see the Dr/Nutritionist/Podiatrist/and Dentist for good measure- over the course of my training routine to ensure that I remain healthy.
AND EVEN MORE AWESOME...we have this thing in the office where we all get Pedometers and are pretending to WALK to some far city....so I am wearing a Pedometer!!! Wooo hooo. Yeah fitness..wooo hoo!!!!
not really, but you get the point.
On another note:
Today is the day. President ELECT Barack Obama will be sworn in as The President of the United States of America.
If you live under a rock (or in Iraq...same thing), you may not know this...so I am sharing the news. And sharing is Caring.
Good Bye W.
The Best VChat EVER
OK,
So maybe this year is a year of superlatives. I got the best txt message ever, will be taking an exam that could change my life (in another month, will be posting on this later), have made it to the Golden City of Dubai...and now, THIS.
Last night right before tucking into bed I got a 'hello' from a friend of mine. To say friend is really to make light of what we were...but then that sounds like it is too heavy.
Pretty much, she was a cutie interning where I was temping in DC. We went on a few dates, watched a film or two, did the adult dance a few times, and then I left. . . and it was a weird place for us because we were only beginning to understand how to talk with each other and then the communication changed...I left. (reoccurring theme in my life...left the country, not left the relationship).
Fast forward a couple of years (19 months) and I'm talking to her last night. I to DC foften, and I was thinking it would be nice to see her in the evenings that I was not working. She agreed. But then I asked her to define what we were. Because you know...things change.
That's a hard thing to have someone pose to you, but she handled it with grace and said
"If you are looking for something long term, I am not necessarily sure that is what I want right now, however...if you are looking at having a good time whenever we are in the same city [and I'm single and you're single... I am totally OK with that."..."I guess you could call me your, um...Mistress???"
We wrangled over nomenclature for a while, and laughed it out. We are friends. And at the end of the day, that is important to me.
Personally, when I think about it...I am OK with this. I mean, recognizing and being OK with not being physically and emotionally available in different parts of the world is healthy.
And im not saying it is how things will play out, because situations change all the time.
Your thoughts? Experiences?
So maybe this year is a year of superlatives. I got the best txt message ever, will be taking an exam that could change my life (in another month, will be posting on this later), have made it to the Golden City of Dubai...and now, THIS.
Last night right before tucking into bed I got a 'hello' from a friend of mine. To say friend is really to make light of what we were...but then that sounds like it is too heavy.
Pretty much, she was a cutie interning where I was temping in DC. We went on a few dates, watched a film or two, did the adult dance a few times, and then I left. . . and it was a weird place for us because we were only beginning to understand how to talk with each other and then the communication changed...I left. (reoccurring theme in my life...left the country, not left the relationship).
Fast forward a couple of years (19 months) and I'm talking to her last night. I to DC foften, and I was thinking it would be nice to see her in the evenings that I was not working. She agreed. But then I asked her to define what we were. Because you know...things change.
That's a hard thing to have someone pose to you, but she handled it with grace and said
"If you are looking for something long term, I am not necessarily sure that is what I want right now, however...if you are looking at having a good time whenever we are in the same city [and I'm single and you're single... I am totally OK with that."..."I guess you could call me your, um...Mistress???"
We wrangled over nomenclature for a while, and laughed it out. We are friends. And at the end of the day, that is important to me.
Personally, when I think about it...I am OK with this. I mean, recognizing and being OK with not being physically and emotionally available in different parts of the world is healthy.
And im not saying it is how things will play out, because situations change all the time.
Your thoughts? Experiences?
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Love in the time of Cholera
I FINALLY got around to watching this movie, despite being told by many people that it was not worth my time.
I would like to say, all those other people have no idea what a good movie is!.
First of, the characters were real...well, I would totally talk about the names and the synopsis that really is not my deal.
Ok, pretty much what I grasp from the film is that a man is dedicated despite the odds.
The guy, Florintino or whatever his name is loves this woman all his life, despite the fact that she doesnt see it...until the end.
The film feels like it is the ultimate game of playing hard to get. Damn women...grrrrrr. Making this poor man go through his life devoted to this woman who just ignored him his whole life.
But then again, the guy in the film is kind of a loser and a hero at the same time for waiting. I too know what it is to wait :/
The amazing thing is that he kept a record of the woman he slept with.....genius.
Now I am watching "The Changeling" with the Angelina Jolie character....interesting film, and I think I see where it is going.
Saw Madagascar 2 the other night. It was interesting all the way until the middle of the film when it started to speak Russian...and then I was like whazzat??? But then it went back to American and I continued drinking my sixpack and all was good.
Woo Hoo.
I would like to say, all those other people have no idea what a good movie is!.
First of, the characters were real...well, I would totally talk about the names and the synopsis that really is not my deal.
Ok, pretty much what I grasp from the film is that a man is dedicated despite the odds.
The guy, Florintino or whatever his name is loves this woman all his life, despite the fact that she doesnt see it...until the end.
The film feels like it is the ultimate game of playing hard to get. Damn women...grrrrrr. Making this poor man go through his life devoted to this woman who just ignored him his whole life.
But then again, the guy in the film is kind of a loser and a hero at the same time for waiting. I too know what it is to wait :/
The amazing thing is that he kept a record of the woman he slept with.....genius.
Now I am watching "The Changeling" with the Angelina Jolie character....interesting film, and I think I see where it is going.
Saw Madagascar 2 the other night. It was interesting all the way until the middle of the film when it started to speak Russian...and then I was like whazzat??? But then it went back to American and I continued drinking my sixpack and all was good.
Woo Hoo.
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