i got bored, so i put together a compilation of pointless stuff. enjoy.

i’ll get to the header in a minute.

alex and i went shopping friday. i think i got everything done, finally! i even went and bought myself something small from sephora (it was a “need”, as i was out of foundation). i was enamored with the cute little bag they put it in. i put it in one of my bigger, not-as-cute bags and carried on with my shopping. that night, i got home to put it away, and IT WAS GONE. i lost the cute little bag from sephora, and the $47 in makeup it had inside. that was my christmas money!!! arg. i was hoping the dog dragged it off, or it fell under the seat in the car. nope.

saturday, we went to alissa and chris’ wedding. it was great to see everyone, and even better to see two friends get hitched. hah. slide show was eventually shown, and it seemed to look OK. there’s hope for my DVD-making skills yet.

oh. i forgot to mention (and this plays into the story later), we went to petco friday. alex decided he wanted to get the cat some wet food as a treat (something we’ve deprived him since getting riley) and got her a can of puppy wet food as well. apparently, she doesn’t do well with wet food, because she puked it up in the hallway that night. she sounded so horrible.

well, if that wasn’t enough, he gave it to her again sunday morning. she was doing fine. we went to see his aunt lauren in plano, and brought riley along. in the car on the way home. 20 minutes away. dog pukes down my front. there’s NO WHERE to pull over. at. all. fucking wet puppy food.

other than that, we cleaned the shit out of the apartment. still not done, but we’re getting there.

oh, and laura’s coming over tonight. we’re gonna eat mcdonald’s cheeseburgers and scan more pictures. oh, and watch i love new york 2′s finale. go TAILOR MADE!

hah, guess i’m gonna get back to the grindstone…

loves and AOT,
–jen

it’s funny how we (yes, including me) are obsessed with star culture. we pour over
gossip mags, watch programs that delve into celeb’s lives, and constantly view online sites for more.

today, i saw something that makes me hate the fact that i’ve enjoyed this for so long.

tmz is featuring a video of britney spears called “dazed and confused.” it’s almost 2 minutes long, and it shows her in a haze. she bites her nails nervously. she says she’s scared. she looks haggard and beat down. she tries to get away from the cameras (even asking them to stop) but can’t. she ends up just turning around and high-tailing for her car.

yes, we can say a lot about her. a seemingly unfit mother, ugly hair, poor choice in men, wigs and panties, but in all reality, we’ve driven her to this.

it’s simple supply and demand. as a culture, we say what we want, and the sharky paparrazi and gossip culture does anything to get it. for what? ratings? being popular and “cutting edge?”

i call bullshit.

however, i know me. i’m not going to say that i’ll stop reading about celebrities’ lives, because i’d be lying. i couldn’t go without knowing this pointless crap, given the culture that i live in. and really, i don’t have a good solution. no longer buy the magazines? (i don’t) just don’t read it? (everyone else still will)

maybe the awareness i now have will be enough. thoughts?

loves and AOT,
–jen

thanks to our office party, they’re sitting right next to me. they look so good, but i can’t get myself to eat them. i think it’s all the turkey and pasta salad that did me in. mmmm…

have you ever been excited at the prospect of something? so much so, you find yourself fantacizing about how wonderful everything will be once it happens? yeah. i’m doing that a lot lately.

the problem is, you know that once it actually happens, it’ll still have just as many shitty downsides as your current situation does, even if they are different ones.

see, alex has a job interview tomorrow. it’s at a great company for more money, hands down. we are just reveling in the thought that we could get ourselves financially set up (or at least OK) with this. in the excitement, i think we’re glossing over the whole thing. the job could suck. he could hate it. i don’t want him to do something he could potentially not want to do, but how will we know unless he tries? i guess i’m more nervous FOR him than he is. to be honest, he’s so excited about potentially getting out of OD, he wouldn’t care where he went. but this prospect seems too good to be weirded out about. wish him luck.

riley goes in for her first grooming appointment on saturday. she’s gonna get all cute-ti-fied! awwww…..

oh, and our christmas party is saturday, too. we get to get dolled up to come to work. at least they’ll have alcohol.

heading to the doctor at three… we’re going to figure out a different approach for my anxiety. hopefully we get it nailed down soon; i’m driving MYSELF up the wall with my constant attacks, not to mention the people around me.

loves and AOT,
–jen