was I thinking? Booking a last minute trip to Europe?! This is not me. I'm usually so researched and prepared for adventures.
I leave on Friday and I am neither.
Who JUST found a place to sleep in Amsterdam? This girl. I'm also a little stressed about the language barrier. For both Italy & France I was listening to language podcasts weeks before. This time, there were no weeks before.
blerg
AND to be super adventurous (read: slightly stupid) I've arranged for a couple of dates in each city. Thanks OkCupid!
So, play nice Berlin, Amsterdam and maybe Bruges, I just don't want to cry.
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Friday, August 12, 2011
Ch-ch-ch-changes
Changes are afoot.
For the first time in four years, I will have a new job. It's a weird, scary thought - meeting new people, trying to win them over, learning new systems and processes, not having the comforts of the job that I've loved for so many years.
Yikes.
But at the end of the day, change is supposed to be good for the soul - or something like that.
Right?! RIGHT?!?
New job starts September 6, and before I begin, I'm running away. Amsterdam & Berlin, here I come!
I'm excited. I'm nervous. I'm all atwitter. Hopefully I don't ruin everything.
REPEAT: Change is good. Change is good. Change is good.
For the first time in four years, I will have a new job. It's a weird, scary thought - meeting new people, trying to win them over, learning new systems and processes, not having the comforts of the job that I've loved for so many years.
Yikes.
But at the end of the day, change is supposed to be good for the soul - or something like that.
Right?! RIGHT?!?
New job starts September 6, and before I begin, I'm running away. Amsterdam & Berlin, here I come!
I'm excited. I'm nervous. I'm all atwitter. Hopefully I don't ruin everything.
REPEAT: Change is good. Change is good. Change is good.
Monday, August 01, 2011
Thank you, gay men
There's a frustrating reality for this single, straight woman: gay men.
This weekend is Pride in Vancouver, a celebration of all things GLBTQ2 and fabulous! Finely sculpted men are running around Vancouver without shirts and it's a total tease. Straight men don't look like that, and if they do, they don't talk to me.
In fact, the most frustrating thing about gay men is that they are the only people with penises who tell me I'm pretty, funny and have nice hair.
Breeder men never tell me that shit, and if they do, they're drunk.
So this is my thanks to boys who like boys - thanks for the compliments and calling me the next day. Can you teach those straight fellows a thing or two? Please?
This weekend is Pride in Vancouver, a celebration of all things GLBTQ2 and fabulous! Finely sculpted men are running around Vancouver without shirts and it's a total tease. Straight men don't look like that, and if they do, they don't talk to me.
In fact, the most frustrating thing about gay men is that they are the only people with penises who tell me I'm pretty, funny and have nice hair.
Breeder men never tell me that shit, and if they do, they're drunk.
So this is my thanks to boys who like boys - thanks for the compliments and calling me the next day. Can you teach those straight fellows a thing or two? Please?
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Flip Flopper
Every day seems to bring a new option to light, or make one option seem better than the other, or something.
The more time that passes the less clarity I have. It's funny, I wake up each morning committed to a plan of action, and then something happens during the day to change my mind.
Oye vay.
I'm looking for something to tip the scales. Something that screams "THIS IS YOUR BEST CHOICE!" but alas, nothing has done that.
Yet.
Though I did have a Skype call with a ridiculously cute Swiss boy that made me wish I had a EU passport. That would be fantastic.
The more time that passes the less clarity I have. It's funny, I wake up each morning committed to a plan of action, and then something happens during the day to change my mind.
Oye vay.
I'm looking for something to tip the scales. Something that screams "THIS IS YOUR BEST CHOICE!" but alas, nothing has done that.
Yet.
Though I did have a Skype call with a ridiculously cute Swiss boy that made me wish I had a EU passport. That would be fantastic.
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