For a formal introduction - to those who don’t already know me.
Why? Well - mostly because I don’t have much else to blog about, and also just because I feel like it.
I’m sure by now, if you’ve stuck with the blog from the beginning (a whole four months now) you’ve caught bits and pieces of me in my whines, vents, babbling and random drunken ramblings. If you haven’t - there’s only a few posts… go catch up real quick.
So, what else is there to know about me?
I think I’ve mentioned before how it’s a little strange for me to put my own thoughts out there in a somewhat public area. Really, I do like to keep to myself for the most part. Then you get to know me, and you can’t friggin’ shut me up. Seriously.
I’m on the verge of turning 30. For now, it doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. I suppose I may change my mind about that in the next four months, however. I’m not married - in fact I’ve been divorced for over 5 years now. I have had a couple random dates in that time - nothing very exciting or you can bet I’d be dishing out the details here for all (3) of you to see. Ha. And no real prospects for a date anywhere in sight.
For the most part, I think I do want to change that. Then I sit and talk with a girlfriend about the latest installment her and her boyfriend and I think, ‘Naaahhh, I think I like things the way they are.’ Don’t get me wrong, he’s not a mean and nasty asshole. Otherwise I’d have to kick him. No - he’s actually a nice guy. He’s just completely clueless. Secretly, I think he fakes the whole being clueless thing, one because he doesn’t want to stand up to her and two because he can get away with it. Secretly, I think she knows it and plays along.
I also have a kiddo. He certainly keeps me busy, that’s for sure. He’s six. Loves (LOVES) transformers. I swear sometimes I am on decepticon overload. I bought him some huge ass transformer last year for Christmas and I swear it made his whole year. It must have been pretty cool, because I stashed it at the office for a couple weeks until it was safe to wrap it and bring it home - and just about every IT guy who wandered by knew who this robot-toy thing was. It was much admired. I think that’s a little weird, but oh well.
Now, by most standards I am pretty intelligent. If there is one thing I can NOT seem to understand, it is the pathetic excuse for directions that come with the transformers. Supposedly this monstrous robot was supposed to turn into a planet. Ten minutes with that thing and I was ready to channel some serious my-father-in-a-drunken-rage-back-when-I-was-a-scared-shitless-kid type of swearing.
If you haven’t noticed… I do tend to swear a lot. A lot a lot. In fact - I sound like such a trashy ho sometimes. Like in this blog, for instance. Ok - from this point on I’ll see if I can filter out the swearing.
But that’s just about it for my formal intro. I’m sure I’ll have more to add, but for now I have to go to a wine tasting. I’m hoping it will be fabulous. I’ll be sure to tell you all about it soon.
*muah