My New Address: Psych Ward Unit #425 Ewing, NJ

Ok...I'm seriously considering looking into working on a cruise ship. I knew I hated my job...but God how much do I hate it all the more now that I'm back from vacation. I seriously forgot what it was like to be around people that were genuinely happy and loved their jobs! I forgot how natural beauty and warmth and water is an instant cure all for me. I forgot what it was like to be my goofy self and to completely enjoy every second and just be, and be happy. Hmmm...service industry...looking better and better the more I think about it. Who said the cubicle 9-5 was where it's at! Corporate America was a trick developed to make us all think that climbing that ladder would give you any satisfaction but was seriously created to dumb us down in my opinion. I just gotta get out! And on a side note, I love that my HR department is a visage for "complaint department that does not work for the people and just covers things up and does nothing about anything".  How many people have to have strokes, be out on stress leaves, openly say they want to kill the boss, get yelled at, quit, retire, and cry before they get that maybe not our entire dept is crazy but it's the new boss lady making us all want to jump in front of a moving train! I feel like I live in a world that makes no sense and everyone is completely content taking it up the rear and pretending it's not happening. Feel like I'm going crazy...when in fact, I think it's everyone else that is. Phew! Ok that felt good.

I Think My Dr. Was Wrong When He Said I Was Near-Sighted

Three things:

First, there is nothing like realizing that what you want was really there the whole time but you were just too silly to realize it. Take for instance my MP3 windshield mount holder thingy. For it's entire existence in my car, I have wished it had a bottom ledge so the mp3 player could rest on it. For the past 6 months, I have been dodging my mp3 player whenever I go over a big bump and the thing inconveniently slides out of the holder and flies across the dash to attack me, and squeezing the life out of the holder to desperately have it stay in place. Imagine my surprise when I dodge the dashboard bullet this morning and flip the holder over and see that there are two swivel bars attached to the bottom neatly tucked away, meant to be used as a bottom ledge to rest the mp3 player. SMH

Second, and completely unrelated, I started watching this documentary called Love directed by Gary Null on Netflix about love, in honor of the hallmark holiday, thinking that it would be super cheesy, but found it is actually really good and can think of quite a few people that could benefit from listening and applying the thought processes expressed, to themselves and their lives. I highly recommend everyone to watch it if you get the chance (especially dudes).

And last but not least, I just wanna say thank you Facebook for changing the character limit allowed for posts to something ginormous (Side note: This word is actually included in the Miriam Webster dictionary  and spell check now....Miriam says it was first coined in 1948 but I this it's all a tall tale and we owe it to the Burger King commercial). This allows me to babble til my heart's content, sort of like my own personal blog, but without experiencing the rejection of no one actually reading it. :) END TRANSMISSION.

Uncommon From the Outside

Last night reminded me of how lucky I am to know so many amazing people with genuinely good hearts that I can just sit down and be 100% honest with and hold nothing back. At a point, I sat back and watched everyone and their vast differences and marveled at how we all could get along so well. But I realized it's not when we act, or what we do or like that defines who we are, it's that we all share something in common. We all have the same heart...loyalty, welcoming, understanding, and openness, in common. That love and brutal honesty is what brought us together and is the glue that keeps us together. Such a huge key in any kind of relationship...at least the lasting kind. Last night made me realize that no matter if I have the life of my dreams or end up being 70 sitting on my porch with 19 dogs, everything is gonna be just fine as it's not about what you have, it's about who you have. And I wouldn't trade you all for anything in the world.