Did I Just Get Hit With The Olive Branch I Extended?

Ok, I went out last night and was having a fantabulous time when I ran into a friend of mine. He's a friend of a friend and we started telling old stories and having a pretty good conversation. Well his friend walked up, and it turned out (as often is the case in Chico) I knew him too. I reintroduced myself (cause every time we re-meet, one or both of us is drunk)and tell him that I know him through my other friend (the one I wrote about earlier in the month who I still hadn't contacted) well he proceeds to tell me that he is in town.

So, there's no way I actually want to see him yet (although I was looking pretty damn hot and I was just drunk enough that I could've had fun messing with him! hehe, but I DIDN'T!) Instead, I sent him a text that said "Ta Da!" (sorry, inside joke) and I got nothing back, so when I got home I sent him "Well, I heard you were in town and I was trying to say hi, but either you don't wanna say hi or your phone's off. Hope all is going well. xoxo Robyn" Short, to the point, and just stopping in to be the better person and see how you're doing. In other words, olive branch officially extended.

So this morning the following text "discussion" took place:

Him: O hi there

Me: Heard you were in Chico and I wanted to say hi :) how've you been?

Him: Good

Me: That's good, glad to hear that


Um, ok... I feel like I extended the olive branch of friendship, he ripped the bastard outta my hand and beat me over the head with it. Apparently as long as I'm not offering to mess around with him, things will always be strange and awkward now. Well, I guess at least I know exactly where I stand, huh?

Oh Baby, I Must Have You Now

So I have decided that I really need to start doing some independent research. We were participating in one of our usual weekend activities last night, "chillin at The Holiday Inn" (hehe, sorry I just couldn't resit!) when I just really decided that someone needs to write this stuff down for other single gals.

I'm sure every single girl knows what I am talking about, here let me set up the scenario: It's a Friday or Saturday night and you and your girls are out on the town. You go to have some drinks, catch up, wind down from a stressful work week, etc. The last thing you want is to have to deal with some raging asshole hitting on you the entire night. So we've all had it happen, but I'm really after the answer to this question: Do any of these lame ass pick up lines really work? Now I'm not talking about the cheesy ones that we've all heard like "Did it Hurt? When you fell from heaven?" etc., I'm talking about the pervy creepy guys who approach you and stare lecherously at you while you are mentally planning an escape route ("I'm married" "I'm dating someone" "I'm not interested" etc.) The kind of losers who come up and ask you flat out if you wanna go home with them, brag about their sexual abilities in order to somehow impress you, etc. I'm sorry, but when have these guys ever used these creepy lines and had it work? Did any woman ever look back and seductively say in response, "Oh baby, I must have you now"? My guess is no.

Well, I'm in the middle of getting ready to go out and deal with it all over again, hopefully tonight we won't have to beat too many off with sticks or tasers, hahaha!

Douchebaggery

So I just had to share this with everyone (I am also posting it on my myspace blog). This has to be one of the funniest things I have EVER seen! Hope you enjoy (and pass it along)!

Visions of Dolce Dance In My Head

So, I think that I need to have my eyes checked. They aren't completely bad, I just think for when I'm on the computer and possibly when I read. I really don't wanna have to have it done, the thought of someone fiddling around with my eyes quite frankly freaks me out. However, while I have health/dental & vision insurance again, I might want to take advantage of it and get some glasses. I was all responsible today and I looked up where in town takes my vision insurance and wrote down some phone numbers, qand tomorrow I will either stop by or call a place or 2 to see what the cost of an exam is, etc. I also want to try on some glasses cause I have found a pair of frames online that I think are cute, but it's one of those things that I don't feel like spending like $200 on some frames and then try them on and hate them.

Here's a picture of the glasses that I found: they are of course Dolce & Gabbana (C'mon, I have to look like a librarian, I might as well be a librarian with designer glasses!) :) By the way, the name is in RHINESTONES! How absolutely fabulous is that?! Hehe! While browsing designer eyewear online, I also found a pair of Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses that I believe I MUST have!


See, all the more reason for me to get into a career... I'm a self admitted name brand whore! I can't wait to be able to buy any designer bag or shoe I want! And living in a city where I have Louis Vuitton and Coach and Neiman Marcus (Hello, Christian Louboutins!) in most of the malls, a good career is, well, essential! :)

Well, it's getting late (when you work at 5 am, you have to act like an old person and get your fabulous ass in bed at an "adult" time, even if you're a night owl like myself!) and 3:45 am gets here mighty quickly. Have a fantabulous night and a decent Tuesday... I'll be back soon I'm sure.

Itching To "Fly South"

You know what is absolutely unfair, not to mention frustrating beyond belief? Knowing that you have a plan in mind of what you want to do & where you want to go in life, and having it held up by things that are completely out of your control.

Here I FINALLY decide that I want to return to my beautiful hometown of San Diego, and I can't even plan on when I'm going because of a ridiculous appraisal of our property that I have no idea when will be completed. The 4 appraisers in Chico that are certified to this particular type of appraisal have all turned down the job, which means they need to contract someone out of Sacramento or Redding. This of course means more time and more money (I'm pretty sure that the buyer is the one paying the cost of it, but either way, it's not happening as quick as it should be!)

If all goes well, and we get this place sold, I will be flying South (OK, driving in a moving truck) about 2 months after the sale closes. I figure that gives me plenty of time to give my job a month's notice, start packing, and then have an entire month to get things in order (pack, sell stuff off, etc.) without having to be at work everyday. That will be an experience let me tell you, as the last time that I had to pack was back in '96 when I moved up here. Also, if this goes according to plans, I may be headed down south for Thanksgiving with my mom (which by the way will be the 1st Turkey day I'll be spending with my mom since I was 12!) and possibly be going to Disneyland the following weekend, which will be very fun!

I can't wait to get down there permanently and start my Sports Business Management class! Hopefully this will be the step that will push me in the right direction towards a career with the SD Padres! Sure I will have to stay with my mom for a few months while we wait till the tenant on the other half of the duplex rides out his lease, but it's a good chance for me to save money and let him keep paying the mortgage! Then as soon as his lease is up (Or he leaves once he finds out his lease isn't being renewed) I get to move next door into the other half of the duplex till my mom sells it. Once sold, both of us are looking into buying homes in Carlsbad! Not a bad plan, just sucks that I just can't pick up, go & make things happen already!

Forgiving. Is it Really Easier Than Forgetting?

I very recently had a friend treat me, well, pretty badly in my opinion. He didn't actually LIE to me, but he omitted pretty much the entire truth during almost our entire friendship. He was someone who I felt unbelievably close to, someone who I could be myself 100% with. He never once gave me any concrete reason to believe that he was hurting me in more ways than one. First of all, my ability to trust men is already on shaky grounds (what with all of the less than fabulous guys that have fallen in and out of my life) so his treatment of our situation only heightened my level of wariness when it comes to the opposite sex.

My question is, how do you successfully move past this? Is this a situation where the friendship has to be over? Can I forgive him for how he treated me, or more importantly, should I want anything to do with him at all now? If I was talking to a girlfriend and she described my situation as one she was going through, you know without a doubt I would say "Forget him" "You don't deserve to be treated like that" or any one of those supportive phrases we've all used. However it just feels so different when you are put in that position and it's someone who you (even thought you hate like hell to admit it) still care about as a person.

I suppose that I should be the better person and at least keep the lines of communication open. I know that things will never again be the same between the two of us, but at least I have hope that we can at least somewhat rekindle the friendship and be civil and understanding to each other. I'm not sure if he's willing to be on that level or not, but at least I know that I didn't give things a shot and that never compromised myself in the process.