Awkward is finding out halfway through your planning date for the ladies' choice dance, that your choice has an ex-girlfriend with which he broke up yesterday. Who is sitting at the next table, within his sightlines.
Awkward is having a hanger-on at the dance which followed the planning date, who is a nice guy but whose conversation has no pause button, even after (semi-jokingly?) being told that you're on a date with someone else.
Awkward is excusing yourself from the conversation with the hanger-on (after spending a reasonable amount of time indulging his desire to converse) and returning to your date, only to have him turn his back on you.
To dance with the ex-girlfriend.
Yeah. I'm not so good at this dating thing.
I nuked my old LiveJournal today and started fresh.
A good few years of posts, hidden behind a white screen and gone completely in 30 days.
Why? Primarily because I was sick to death of the dramafest it had become. I'm pretty sure that I'm surrounded by toddlers disguised as adults, and for some reason nobody seems to get that when I plaster a post with completely silly terminology and smiley faces, I'm bloody well JOKING.
So I decided, forget it. It's time for serious writing time, and that's it.
Most of my writing will be here from here on in. I'm not entirely sure who will read it - the nice thing about LJ is that it's all conglomerated in a pretty little RSS feed so they don't have to leave the comfort of their LJ environment. Or blogspot, as relates to family. But I restarted an LJ which will be friends-only, for the purpose of reconnecting with the slight few who act their age as well as for connecting with some of the communities that can only be found there.
I will likely copy entries from here over there, actually. Who knows, maybe I'll be spotlighted someday.
I also want to take more pictures and showcase them. I want to make my journal(s) an actual piece worthy of viewing by the intelligent public, as if it/they were being submitted for grading in a Comm/English/Design/etc. class. I've decided what time I spent in front of the comp should be quality time.
I'll be minimizing the info from others that I read; I'll look at some photo comms and some "journals with a purpose" (like recipe communities) but it became so easy to make LJ a giant time-waster that I wasn't getting nearly enough sleep.
Speaking of... it's 1:15 in the morning. I have a photo contest to shoot for in the morning. Night, loveys :)
If you had to give up one of your favorite foods, which one would it be?
Oh, man. Honestly, I should be giving up a lot of my favorite foods. I am NOT a healthy eater. I'm working on it though.
My guilty pleasure at the moment isn't a food; it's a drink. Coke, to be specific. Seeing as it's completely vile from a health point of view, and contrary to the health code of my faith, it's something I would be very wise to ditch.
However, said ditching causes grumpiness, caffeine headaches (or lack-thereof headaches) and the desire to sneak away and drown myself in a litre bottle. Sigh.
Little by little, a day at a time.
What first attracted you to the person you're currently dating?
Can I get an L O L??!!
How about his sheer invisibility. His non-responsiveness when I call his (nonexistent) name. His ability to just.. not be detected. :P
Now that I'm done being a smart... :P What attracts me to the people I'd LIKE to date?
One makes me feel amazing about myself. He calls me "pretty girl" or variations thereon. He's unobtrusive, but very kind. He's clearly intelligent and has a variety of life experience, and he seems to be an all around good guy. Now, whether he's equally as kind with all of the women in the room, I'm not sure. I certainly haven't seen it yet. (but yes, that'd make a difference.).
The other is just an absolute spiritual ROCK. He changed my life and now he's changing the lives of others. He was gentle and unassuming, but there when you needed him, and he'd kick your tushie if you deserved it - either verbally to put you in line, or physically using martial arts. I think that even if he and I don't end up dating, he will be a standard against which I test my intended suitors.
You may all "awwwwwwwwwwwwwww" now.
So I just finished my first major project related to my promotion at work. It was a gong show, but I think it went really well.
I was assisting the supervisor in charge of Customer Service Week, which is an industry wide excuse to balloon-and-streamer the heck out of your office (not so much with the streamers, for us) and wear funny clothes (no really - we had Crazy Hat, Tacky Tourist, Safari, Beach and Jersey Days) and play games and give out prizes and eat copious amounts of food.
It's actually kinda humorous that the colors of Customer Service Week really resemble those of one of the Big Three political parties - the smallest of those three. But the CS Week organizers are in the States, so I'm mostly sure it's just a big coincidence.
I really saw polarizations between the personalities of some of my coworkers. I was really enthusiastic and got into the idea of boosting morale, piggin' out and competing for prizes. One coworker complained that the office shouldn't become a "romper room", another insinuated that suspicion would arise if the judges for a particular contest were only from this-department and not from that-department. (Truth be known, we had comments from one guy from that-department and a lady from unknown-unrelated-department that were also taken into consideration. So no, no bias.). Sadly none of the sources of the negativity surprised me, be they due to individual personality quirks or tendencies on particular circadian rhythm (and therefore a certain shift).
I definitely learned to pick my battles. If a certain person doesn't like you personally, they won't be willing to help you in even the tiniest of capacities. Some people apparently care more about nitpicking about your wording in an email rather than ANSWERING IT with the requested information. Some people care more about the prizes than the participation.
On the flipside, you wouldn't believe the INCREDIBLE spread we had for the potluck - we have big long islands in our kitchen spaces and in this one the island was full, as were a few small tables and a ton of counter space. We invited 3 or 4 other departments to come nosh and STILL had a ton of extra left over.
The only real shortcoming I saw was a shortage of food from our ordered Chinese on the first day, but I wasn't involved in the ordering so I wash my hands of it. ;)
All in all, I'd say it was mostly a success, and I'm looking forward to next year's shenanigans. I just hope some of my cohorts get into it a little more. And I think that none of the spoilsports should be allowed to come to the Christmas party.
:P
