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11/29/2005 spring chickenok people...it's starting to bug me...normally i get like 1 grey hair every couple of months and i pull it out with the thought of 'ugh...oldness coming...deny, deny, deny'. well, the past 3 days I've pulled out like 10...10! mother f'r.
a lil background...now that i'm done nursing, all my hair is growing back like crazy (why if falls out in the first place is beyond me). anyway, so now i have crazy hair growing and sticking up all over the place...and the fact that a lot of them are grey is starting to disturb me.
i think it bothers me most bc it's more acceptable for men to have grey hair...honestly, i like the salt&pepper look on guys. but, women...seems like it's not as 'cool' as it is for men and i believe that it can only mean trips to hair salons to get dye jobs, which means spending ridiculous amounts of money. then there's me...i'm pretty natural. it's hard for me to spend money on beauty items (yah, i know...stating the obvious here) and it's hard for me to even spend time thinking about such things. everything to me is about time and if i decide something takes to long, then it's not going to happen...for example, i don't blow dry my hair bc it seems to take too long and i really don't see that much of an improvement over air-drying it...another example: ...i spray my clothes with water instead of ironing bc it takes longer to get the iron out, warm it up...it's a whole production...no interest. plus i don't see enough of a difference between spraying and ironing to justify the effort. anyway, my point in all this...i am dreading the idea that i might have to put effort and time into being old and it makes me bitter. although, maybe i'll embrace my elderly ways and not care...OR i'll just keep pulling all the hairs out until i become bald...
11/21/2005 holiday road trips warm my heartok...first, why is it that every time i drive back to the rents house (i.e. the armpit of america) does it need to be the worst weather possible? seriously - we're heading out early tomorrow - 4am - and the idea is to beat the mad-rush of crazy drivers, while also optimizing the amount of time that Aiden could be sleeping during the 8+ hour journey. All that's fine, but why, why, why does it always need to be a gorilla monsoon for the entire trip? Forecast: pouring down rain for the first 4 hours from Mass to about Syracuse when the artic freeze and lake effect snow kick in for the remaining 4 hours. work with me people!
seriously...i definitely get excited each time i travel home and hang w/ the fam...but, it's the journey to and from that are killers. i think it's understood that i have the least amount of patience possible for a human being. with that said, to be forced into driving 8+ hours along side people that don't normally drive is painful. i have a mission when i'm doing the road trip - you stop like twice - and each of those stops involved gas, bathroom and food - all bout efficiency. that efficiency carries over to the actual road too...i like to set the cruise at 75mph and just go. what pains me are the other idiots...the ones that don't comprehend that the left lane is for people who drive faster than they're driving...who taught these people how to drive? these people are usually the ones that have an excessively packed mini-van so they can't see out the windows and have the 45 kids in the back bounce'n around to some video...all while they're going 50mph with their blinker on and trying to drink their coffee like it's a day at the beach. seeee...just thinking about it is making my head hurt. i don't see a road trip as relaxing bc of these people...i feel like all of those idiots are hazards...which leads me to feel the need to 'teach them' how to drive. yep, i'm that one.
does it all change now that i have a kid in the car? i thought it would...but, it doesn't. it probably just adds to my bitterness...i'll want to get there even faster to make the process quicker/easier for Aiden...i mean seriously...is a 1 yr old gonna want to sit strapped in a car seat for 8 hours?...yah, should be interesting.
no matter what...rain/snow/crazy drivers...it's all go'n down tomorrow...happy thanksgiving fools...
11/9/2005 ashamed or proud of my mischievous greed?ok, today was one of my lower-moral-standards days. i have those days...sometimes i share them...sometimes i don't. i have a shady side....if this frightens you and might burst your 'mindy is the coolest person i've ever met' bubble, don't read on.
here's the story...i ride the commuter train to/from work. a pass to ride this train costs $181/month or you can get 12-ride tickets that cost $63. so, bc Jon and I alternate the train rides with driving into work, financially it makes sense for us to buy one monthly pass and one 12-ride pass to share. so, there's the background information...and here's the story...
today we're both riding the train into work. i'm in possession of the 12-ride pass (which they punch each time you ride) and Jon has the monthly pass. we sit in the 2-seater...and there is a lil spot on the seat that holds your pass/ticket for the conductor to walk by and see it. well...i sit down and see a monthly Nov. pass sitting in the slot and get ridiculously excited! i instantly tell jon to get out his monthly pass - put it next to the one that is currently there and to say nothing. he executes. then, as the train is departing, a woman comes up to the guy sitting alone behind us and says - "is that your monthly pass?" he says "yes" she then asks us the same question, and i say "yes"...(jon says nothing bc he's in panic mode). then she gives the guy behind us the guilt trip of "i just moved seats and i think i left my monthly pass here"...the guy ignores her. she goes away.
the moral of the story?...and i've gone over this before...i still have issues with free stuff. now, some might label this less-free and more stealing...but, i don't. i mean, was i suppose to stand up and say "who's $181 pass is this?" or when she approached and the pass is already sitting there in my possession say "yes, this is your pass and i was going to keep it as my own, but now that you claimed it, i will go back to having the conductor punch my $5/trip pass"....no. so, yes there was a little moment of guilt...but that was overtaken by shady-mindy and the thought of "nice!...i just scored a free commute for the rest of Nov.!"
i write all this knowing that people will probably be horrified and grossly disappointed. well, it's reality...survival of the fittest man...there are people out there that will claim your train passes as there own, so pay attention! and as life would go, my next entry will probably be me ranting about how someone screwed me over. good 'ol karma... |
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