settling

I'm now 2 1/2 weeks into my new job and all is well. The only complaint I have right now is money. I'm doing a job that is beneath my qualifications and quite boring for me and I took a paycut, but I'm finally doing something in my field and I believe there is strong opportunity for growth - the last two people hired before me have already been promoted. We'll see.

Items of interest: got my brakes fixed Friday (over $300!), went shopping in Wilkes-Barre Saturday, Carrie is home for awhile, the bf and I are doing well, got my glasses last week, tried cooking . . . with real meat. Okay, boring week. It's apparently been a time of settling in to my new atmosphere. . . and stressing about my career. Carrie keeps telling me not to stress, but as I told her, I need something to worry about because everything else in my life is just. . . fine.

Sweet. . . just remembered "The O.C" Season 2 DVD came out today. I'll probably wait a few weeks before buying it seeing as how I had to blow so much mula on brakes and then shopping. Hey, a girl needs fall clothes, dammit! In fact, I need some more. I don't think buying four tanks and a skirt really counts toward the fall clothes count.

You would think with all my pop culture awareness and whatnot, I'd have better taste in television, movies and music. Sometimes I ask myself why my entertainment center is cluttered with such classics as Here on Earth, A Walk to Remember, First Daughter, A Cinderella Story, Sleepover, Drive Me Crazy, and The Prince & Me and DVD sets of "Dawson's Creek," "The O.C." and "Laguna Beach?" Why is my car filled with the musical stylings of Lindsay Lohan, Hilary Duff, *Nsynch, Mandy Moore, Ashlee Simpson, and Britney Spears? Is Wes (and all of my friends) right? Do I really have the same tastes as a 12-year-old? I wonder if I'll still be listening/watching teenybopper stuff well into my 30s. . . .

I don't hate Mondays anymore

Strange how you can spend the past two years of your life abhoring Mondays with a passion of a thousand fiery suns and then. . . not care too much about it either way. As much as I can't stand the fact I took a paycut when I changed careers, there are times when I'm at my job and I'm thinking, "They pay me too much." I never thought I would actually have a job where I can finally utilize my excellent web researching skills, so finely tuned from working on "research" papers at school (read: finding essays to plagarize). I spend my day cleaning up our database of over 50,000 higher ed and non-profit professionals, with half of my time spent on Google. Eventually I'll be getting into the ever-so-difficult task of "mail merging."


I actually went out drinking three nights this week. . . utter craziness for this now uttterly lame girl. Wednesday night was the Crosscutters game with RPA folk, then Thursday night was spent with the UCCI peeps at The Old Corner and MacNamees (formerly Carl's). Wish I could have stayed longer, but sleep was beckoning. I must have been exhausted, as I fell asleep Friday night at 7:30. Saturday night, Terri took us out the the Allegheny House, the weirdest dive I've seen in a while.

Laguna Laguna Laguna!

New "Laguna Beach" tonight! Hopefully I don't fall asleep before then.

cool survey

I'm apparently bored to tears this evening and I'm putting off grocery shopping, so I stole this survey from my friend's blog:

10 years ago - I was 14 years old and it was the summer before my freshman year of high school. Although I can't remember anything terribly exciting from that summer, it probably just consisted of hanging out with my friends and swimming. I would have just been starting band camp right now at this time, meeting several new friends and getting acquainted with "high school" life.

5 Years ago - 19 years old and the summer before my sophomore year at college. This was the summer I worked 3 jobs at the same time and never had a minute for myself, my bf at the time, or my friends.

1 year ago - 23, a college graduate, and still living with my parents. This somehow managed to be not terribly lame because I was practically living with Wes and his roommate and was actively apartment-searching. I was working at UCCI and still doing RL on the weekends.

Yesterday - Went to an eye appointment, picked out some cool frames, went to lunch with Terri and Tom at Red Lobster, took a nap, went to the mall, and went to The Old Corner and The Pub with Wes, and was asleep by 12:30 a.m.

Today - Slept in, went to lunch with Wes, (almost) went swimming at my dad's house, relaxed with the bf, played checkers, did laundry, and worked on this blog.

Tomorrow - Start my new job at RPA

5 snacks I enjoy - butter popcorn, Middleswarth chips, hard pretzels, ice cream sandwiches, fruit

5 songs I know all the words to - not fair - I know all the words to MOST songs. I have this uncanny ability to memorize songs after hearing them a few times.

5 things I would do with $100,000,000 - pay off all debts, buy a new car, buy a house, take a vacation, and go on an awesome shopping extravaganza

5 locations I'd run away to - California (namely Orange County and Los Angeles), Hawaii, Bahamas, the Carolinas, Europe

5 bad habits I have - swearing, smoking, laziness, selfishness, biting my nails

5 things I like doing – watching t.v., websurfing, eating good food, dancing, cuddling with my bf

5 things I would never wear – stirrup pants, socks with sandals, neon colors, bermuda shorts, belly shirts

5 TV shows I like most - Sex and the City, Dawson's Creek, Little House on the Prairie, Laguna Beach, The O.C.

5 Favorite movies - Dirty Dancing, A Walk to Remember, The Notebook, Clueless, The Breakfast Club

5 famous people I'd like to meet - Melissa Gilbert, Katie Holmes (to find out the real deal with her and T.C.), Justin Timberlake, Ryan Gosling, and Lindsay Lohan

5 biggest joys at the moment - having the weekends free, my boyfriend, our baby bears (and puppy and rabbit), new career changes, and bad reality television

last day of "unemployment"

It's so strange. For the past two years I worked two jobs simultaneously. Now (well for Saturday and today) I have no job. And it feels damn good! Tomorrow I start at RPA Inc. Getting more nervous by the minute, so I'm using this time to relax a little bit. As I was driving to the mall last night, I started thinking about my overall attitude toward life. Ever since I worked at UCCI, I've been feeling distant from everything around me. I never wanted to talk to any of my friends, going out lost all of its appeal, and I was mean to those closest to me. I used to blame that on "growing up," but now I'm not so sure - Now I feel this huge burden lift off my shoulders because I know I'm not going to spend a 40-hr workweek doing something I hate. I really really really hope I love my new job. I have a feeling it will be monotonous work, but at least I won't have to deal with anymore irates/idiots anymore!

Off to possibly take a nap and/or finish up the America's Next Top Model marathon on VH1.

ex-Creed star gets punk'd

I ran across this story and thought it was pretty amusing. . . but it's hard to say whether or not it's true or when it may have actually happened. . .but who doesn't love a humiliating story about a cheesy singer of a faux Christian rock band?

http://www.livejournal.com/users/tomluv/13923.html

saying good-bye

Today was my last day at United Concordia a.k.a UCCI a.k.a The U.C. a.ka. Hell. Leaving was actually bittersweet. Although I definitley won't miss the nasty assholes that called on a daily basis and the mentally-demanding nature of a customer service job, I will miss some of my co-workers. They threw me a "snack day" complete with a cake that said, "Good Luck, Amy." I also got some cards with some lovely goodbye messages. I almost cried when I opened it.

I shouldn't be too upset, because I know I am moving to better places. I called my new job today and they seemed pretty excited to have me start on Monday, so I definitley feel better about that. Starting a new job is always so stressful, because you want to make a good impression, blah blah blah nervouscakes. I hope I'll be ok.

Lunch tomorrow with my friends from UCCI at RL. Ha . . . my new workplace actually goes by the initials of the president/boss, RPA. What is up with me and jobs with initials? Ok, two of the three I did myself, but still!

hello again

Woohoo! Some more ways to waste time and keep me from doing productive things. I have decided this will be more of a fun blog than my drama-laden easyjournal.com blog. And I can display photos. . . um, that is once I figure out how to do it.