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Friday, February 29, 2008

Sanity is overrated.

I haven't blogged in forever.  Damn.

This is going to be annoying for some people, but I really just have to write this out. 

My List of Things That I've Done That Still Shocks The Shit Out of Me:

1.  Climbed a water tower while high (I don't recommend this - the climb down is brutal). 
2.  Moved to New York City by myself, not knowing anyone, while still 17, from a town of 479 people. 
3.  Stripped in a club for money.
4.  Actually had sex with a black guy in the South Bronx.
5.  Got arrested for drug paraphernalia.  In Alabama, no less.
6.  Drove a car in Manhattan (This deserves to be on the list for me.  I have anxiety issues.)
7.  Did a vertical "cross" country trip with two good friends. 
8.  Married a fag.  In a back yard.  In Brooklyn. 
9.  Ice-skated in my cowboy boots in Stockholm. 
10.  Ate ice in Iceland. 
11.  Danced Merengue in the Dominican Republic. 
12.  Got yelled out in German in Germany by a man with a Hitler mustache. 
13.  Got drugs past the Costa Rican border patrol...nervously.  On a bus with no air-conditioning.
14.  I actually know hippies in a commune in Virginia.  And called them my family for a while.
15.  Got pregnant. 
16.  Egged people's apartment windows in Brooklyn. 
17.  Had a Hasidic Jew come into my house thinking it was a brothel.
18.  Sat at my best friends head wedding table beside my husband and my boyfriend.
19.  Worked three jobs while going back to school full time.
20.  Finally got my first mani/pedi at age 24. 
21.  Had a weekend rendezvous with a British guy in London I had only met once before.  ...and kinda loved it.
23.  Turned down a marriage proposal. 
24.  Screamed "SOD OFF!!!" in a thick cockney accent at a douche bag in London.
25.  Fasted for 2 weeks.
26.  Stole a strange guy's wallet because he pissed me off. 
27.  Lived in the East Village.
28.  Danced naked in the rain at a music festival.
29.  Got in a fight with a bum on the subway and threatened to pee on him. (this was recent)
 and last, but definitely not least
30.  Finally learned how to make a good pie.   

Life is good y'all.  I ain't never been so damn happy.  Met the man of my dreams... but left him in his home country... and now I actually know what I want in a partner.  Going back to school in the summer to be a midwife.  Things are coming together and it - f'king - feels - great.   I love it.  I f'king love it.


Thursday, August 23, 2007

Julia & Chelle

My email is hrchancellor@gmail.com

Email me and we'll exchange phone #'s.

 

xoxo


Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Alright, alright...

So, I'll come to PA the 8th - 9th.

That good for everyone?  Julia?  Ben, you wanna come down?  We'll all camp in Timothy's yard or something. 

Also, Ben - What if I came up there to hang out one of these weekends and I make you some friends, eh?  Do you still not have any friends? lol

 

Okay.  Gimme some comments and booya's...


Tuesday, August 21, 2007

So.

I need to come to PA. 

Here's the problem:  I need a place to crash.  As much as I love Amanda and Daniel, I don't love rodents or felines.  They tend to make me die.  So, I'm looking for a little hospitality.  Anyone wanna lend me a bed or couch within the Lancaster area?  I'm not a nasty person, I'm very respectful of other people's spaces, it'll only be for one night, and PROMISE I won't bring herb  ...unless otherwise requested.  :)

But seriously, if someone would let me crash there, I would be OH SO GRATEFUL(dead - had to, sorry) because I wanna see you weird people! 

I'm thinking soon.  So, either this weekend or next weekend?  I'd come down Saturday morning and leave Sunday evening. 

Who's down?


Thursday, March 29, 2007

The Great Day has finally come.

I got a new job.

That's right.  No more ManAPTS!!! WOO HOO!  No more poor management bullshit, no more crazy receptionists to have to deal with, no more boss who speaks in riddles, no more ex boyfriend who STILL ignores me, and no more hating my life every day when I wake up.  For now, anyway. 

I'll be a "project manager" for Situs, a commercial real estate company.  I know, I know... real estate.  But this is totally different than residential and it's a HUGE company.  Basically, I'll be the middle man between the firm itsself and the bank we're associated with.  I'll have an office in both businesses (which are right across the street from each other) and will basically be everyone's bitch.  But that's okay!  Because it's not here, and that makes me a happy person.  And the best part?  Chrissie works there.  So, basically, I'll be drunk EVERY lunch break.  Woo hoo again!!!  Bad part?  I have to take a drug test.  But, that's okay.  It won't be for nearly a month from now and I'm used to detoxing my body these days.

I just faxed over my paperwork (it's corporate, so there's lots of agreements n' shit) and I give my big fat TWO WEEKS BITCH tomorrow. 

Let's all give a HELL YEAH to a better job, with a better work environment, better benefits, better pay, and better new reason to get up in the morning. 

Other than that, my life is pretty much the same.  I'm officially on Spring Break (woo!), but not going anywhere this year.  School is going good.  My friend Cecily had her little baby.  His name is Wesly.  And we finally got furniture for my apartment.  But... my husband is Swedish, so it looks like Ikea vomited all over our living room.  Whatever.  I have a place to put my ass now. 

Life, at the moment, has no complaints from me.  This is the first time I've said that (and meant it) in a long time. 

And that's my update. 

Love you all.  Ben... freakin' call me already, would you?  I'll be in DC this weekend, but soon!

Amanda, when the hell are you coming back to the city??  GOSH!  It's time we make another visit to Peter Dillons. 

xoxoxo



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