What? This isn't a bathroom?

Yesterday I was told by my boss as a warning that due to fact that students have a hard time finding the bathroom in our building, the Students Services Building, some male students have taken to doing their business right outside our building! The hell!? The director of our office has actually witnessed this while looking out the window in his office. Dude, if you're gonna take a leak outside do it where people looking out their office windows won't see you! It's only common knowledge. I can't believe college students would do this...or maybe I can. In any case if you can't find the bathroom try asking somebody or go to one of the many near buy buildings that have easier to find bathrooms. It's really not that hard. People are nuts!

Does this count as my exercise for the day?

Here's the scene...it's raining outside, I've got my umbrella so all is well. I've got my lunch bag and my work bag and I walk into my building raring to go with another fun-filled day of work, or rather just another day of work. I get to my office and start unpacking my stuff when I look into my work bag and see my parking pass. Wait. What is my parking pass doing in my bag? Shouldn't it be in my car? Ah crap!

I drove Bryan's car to work yesterday because he was going to get me a new tire for my car and when I got home I took my parking pass out of his car and put it in my bag so I wouldn't forget it today but then forgot to put it in my car. So after my five minute walk to my office from my car I realize I didn't put my pass in my car so I had to grab my umbrella and haul it back to my car to put my pass back in there. At least I didn't get a ticket. These U of U parking people can be brutal. I can count that as my exercise for day now, right? It was a work out because I was trying to be quick so I wouldn't get a ticket, that and I'm really out of shape.

Now on a dish washing note. Our freaking dishwasher isn't working and I refuse to wash any dishes by hand! Our kitchen is getting way nasty because of this refusal for manual dish washing but I just can't go back. I can't! Ugh, today is going to be "one of those days" isn't it?

Also, Bryan is out of town again until Friday, bummer... :( Poor me. I guess I'll have to fill the time watching scary movies and hanging out with The Tib. I just don't sleep very well when Bryan isn't home. I always end up staying up way later than usual when he's not around so I'm pretty tired today. More so than usual anyways because I'm pretty much always really tired.

One more thing. I committed the ultimate sin. I got a caffeine free diet coke. Really... I was just so desperate for some soda action and the Bookstore only sells caffeine fueled diet beverages and I've been caffeine free for two months now and I didn't want to ruin it. Ok I could have gotten a diet Sprite or a Fresca but I have to be in a special kind of mood to drink those things. I always made fun of people for drinking caffeine free diet coke and here I go and do it. I'm so ashamed. Let the mocking commence. I deserve it.

Oops, I did it again...

I totally just spilled soda all over my desk at work. This time it wasn't nice non-noticeable Sprite Zero, ohh no... This time it was freaking Diet Mountain Dew Code Red! That's right, red! Stupid elbow knocking over sodas. I'm the reason people aren't allowed to have drinks in computer labs. Luckily I didn't get any on anything electronic but I did successfully get it all over my batch cycle, which are the papers that describe how to do my job, that's all. Now they're dyed a nice shade of pink and there's pretty much no way of hiding that. Another reason I'm lucky in this instance is I happen to be the only one in the office at the moment so no one witnessed my curses, which is always good. I wonder how long it will take for someone to notice.

Just Not My Day...

I got a fun little scare/wake-up call this morning and I also learned that the fire alarm in our office is right above my head. There I was, innocently working away when all of a sudden a REALLY, REALLY LOUD noise rang out from above. It totally scared the crap out of me! So the office had to evacuate and wait outside and I got fond or not-so-fond flashbacks of high school fire alarm drills; everyone standing outside not knowing what's going on, the one loner standing there by themselves, all the clicks standing with each other, ahh, the memories... After probably about ten minutes we got to go back inside and strait back to work. I have no idea why the alarm went off and me thinks there's a good chance I probably never will.

On anther note, my Wednesday night class is in the worst classroom ever! Why the crap is an advanced management class in the freaking architecture building!? The seats are so uncomfortable, this will ensure the hellishness of my Wednesday nights. This is going to be a looooooooooong semester, "sigh."

Also, I forgot to put my wedding ring on today; I feel naked...

Also, my hair looks REALLY dumb today...

Also, I miss my smelly lotions...

Dermatological Fun!

If you haven't guessed already yesterday I went to my first ever dermatologist visit and I have to say it was...awkward... Having some dude gently touch your face that isn't your husband is kinda weird. I'm not saying the Doc was weird or anything just the situation, especially when the poor guy had to touch my nasty legs! First of all I had to apologize to him in advance for the condition of my legs and he replies "why are they hairy or something?" and I quietly reply, "yes..." His response makes me think I was not the first lady to come into his office with furry legs. I wasn't kidding either, I haven't shaved my legs since I went to Hawaii in December, sorry if I'm bordering on TMI here. :p

So I had to pull up my pant legs and flash my nice white, hairy, hive-ridden legs so the Doc can check it out but he wanted to get the full leg experience so he proceeded to take off my shoes and my socks for me, which again, having a dude other than my husband do that was a little weird but whatever, he's a doctor, right? That automatically makes any probing or prodding of my body ok... Anywho, now the poor guy gets the nasty leg & the nasty feet to enjoy, at least I recently got a pedicure.

The diagnosis? I'm apparently having an allergic reaction to something. Since I haven't been using anything different on my skin I now have to cease and desist on using anything on my skin except for the ointment that he prescribed me. Even make-up! I have to go a full week with no make-up, ugh, it's gonna be scary. I'm gonna have horrifying 365days pictures...

All in all I think I had a successful dermatologist visit and hopefully my face will soon stop feeling like a consta-sunburn.

After my fun little visit I decided to celebrate my acquisition of ointments by stopping off at the bookstore on my way back to work and get myself a S'mors Luna Bar and a Sprite Zero. When I got back to the office I was so excited about my soda that I was not cautious of the opening of the soda and it exploded everywhere! Not a quite little explosion that you can hide and discretely clean up the mess before anyone notices, but a huge loud, the whole office heard explosion! My boss totally turned around and gave me a 'snuh?' face. It was a touch embarrassing... I then had to go do the walk to shame to procure myself some paper towels to clean up my huge mess. I will now be much more cautious of opening sodas from here on out.

Lunchtime Adventures...the horror...

To start off I would like to give my thanks. 1) Thank God I'm married! 2) Thank God for World of Warcraft! 3) Thank God for work!

So I go to the Union for lunch thinking I'll just relax, eat my sandwich, and watch some Futurama on the iPod, little did I know the horrors that awaited me.

I'm innocently sitting and watching the pod when I notice this guy walk by, look at me then walk off. He's an interesting looking fella and I notice him go over to a girl across the way and say something to her and she says something back and before I knew what hit me he's headed in a beeline strait for me! What the crap!? He comes over to me and asks me if I would like some company to eat with. So not only is some weirdo coming up to me but I wasn't even his first choice! Rude! I should have splashed my diet root beer in has eyes and been on my merry way, but no, I'm a big wuss so I say sure...

Now I don't mean this bad in any way at all but I totally thought this guy had some kind of mental illness but no, he was totally high! I can't prove this but I can usually tell. So my new friend sits down with me and we exchange names and have our chits and chats when he asks if I play video games.

Ohh but wait! Before this question he asks me if he can listen to a song on my iPod, again, me being a wuss I say sure while trying to hold back the screams. He takes my iPod and starts going at it and then asks me about video games and I of course say I play World of Warcraft and his eyes light up, he takes my headphones out of his skanky ears and we start talking WoW. Needless to say I was relieved we had this in common: 1) because I wanted him to take my headphones out of ears! I don't know where they been! 2) because when two people meet and they both have WoW in common then you can have endless discussions and I did not know what to talk about with this guy.

We talk a good half hour about the WoW then I finally say I have to get back to work but before I'm able to escape he asks me if I've found 'my special guy' and I say yeah, I'm married. Like the big ass diamond ring on my finger didn't give it away! So he proceeds to ask if it's cool we're still friends if I'm married and again, wuss, I say sure and he says we should play WoW together sometime and I say sure but he does not get any of my information probably because he was high and forgot about the conversation as soon as I was gone from his view. In any case, I now can never ever go eat at the Union ever again.

Ugh, why can't cute, charming boys come talk to me, why is it always skanky weirdos? Not that I want boys to come talk to me because if it were up to me I'd be perfectly happy sitting by my lonesome and in any case no boy is cuter or more charming than my sweet, wonderful husband. :D

When I finally successfully escaped I hauled it back to work about 15 minutes early and immediately sprayed disinfectant on my headphones.

Kevin Bacon's Teaching My Step Class!

Ok, it's not really Kevin Bacon but the dude looks just like him! He's like a little, buff version of Kevin Bacon, I kind of want to take him around everywhere with me and keep him in my pocket. I'm totally twice as big as he is!

I was nervous going to this step class yesterday because I was worried I'd do something stupid and embarrass myself, which I did, so I guess I'm home free now, right? I hope so. Due to the class being a step class you had to put together this step-like apparatus and in the middle of the workout I totally knocked mine over and had to stop and put it back together while trying not to get kicked in the head by the people around me. Then later on in the class I was clearly having a hard time keeping up so "Kevin" asks me if I was doing all right, nice... That step crap is hard! Is that what working out is supposed to be like? I couldn't breathe by the end of it and a couple of times I thought I was going to pass out - just goes to show how horribly out of shape I am.

Tonight I'm going to try and make the cardio/strength combo class, I hope we don't have to use weights I will surely embarrass myself then.

I swear someone is messing with my chair every night. Every morning when I come in I have to adjust the height because my feet barely touch the ground, what's the deal?

Case of the Mondays.

I am so having one of THOSE mornings. I was all set to leave for work this morning with toast in hand when all of a sudden without any warning, on their own accord, my toast went flying off my plate onto the floor. The toast, of course, had jam on it but it was not all bad. Of the two pieces only one landed jelly face down. Luckily the on that landed jelly down was on the kitchen floor and the one that landed jelly up was on the carpet but of course there was some rouge jelly that managed its way onto the carpet so I just had to spray it with dog mess cleaner and head out the door, so hopefully that did the trick. That dog mess spray I have got my Dad's blood out of the carpet after the dog cut his face with his freakishly sharp puppy nails so my hopes are high.

Ohh we're not done! Half way to work I realized I forgot my cell phone and my wallet. I don't know what it is about forgetting your cell phone but I actually had a mini panic attack. I don't really even use it but it's like an extra appendage and it's tragic if I forget it. Usually I wouldn't be so concerned about the wallet but I'm usually last to leave the office and I need my ID, which is in my wallet, to activate the alarm so now I have to find out if my boss is going to stay till 5 today because if he's not then guess what I get to do for my lunch break...go get my wallet! Ahh, the joys of a Monday...

Thanks to my wonderful, fabulous husband who brought me my cell phone & my wallet and then took me to lunch. This is why I married him folks. :)