My Dream...

I had a dream the other night that I thought is worth mentioning. I am not a believer in psychics. But, apparently in my dreams I thought it would be a good idea to visit one. Here is how it went....

I was sitting across the table from these two:

I would assume that I was there to get my fortune read...or whatever they call it. And Sylvia looked right at me and asked me...

"Are you a LIAR at work?"

And I remember this instant panic coming over my whole entire body. And I replied...

"No."

I was terrified. Mortified. I am not a liar, if at all...I am the most honest person that you will ever meet...I just tell you what I think....straight to your face!

And then she calmly says.

"If you aren't, then I see a lot of money in your future."

And at that instant I started hyperventilating. So much, that Montel handed me a brown paper bag so that I could breathe in.

And then I woke up.

Seriously??? What does that mean? I need to call the dreamzone lady. Because I can't stop thinking about it. What if I am a liar? What if I do have a lot of money coming to me? Why did it just pertain to work? Why in the world did I suddenly stop breathing?

It was weird.

I Lost My Mind

For just one day I wish that all of my laundry would be complete, all of my floors were scrubbed, all of my requests at work would be wiped clean...and I can just start fresh. That's all that I ask. Somedays I feel like I am barely keeping my head above water, and this week is no exception.

I am returning back to the office after being gone for what seems like FOREVER...and it's weird because life around here kept going without me. Lists piled up, jobs piled up...just like my laundry. And, it seems like no matter what I do I can't seem to catch up.

Aside from either sink or swim...I think that life is pretty damn good. I haven't had a dayy off going on 4 weeks now between this job and that job...Sunday will finally be my day of relaxation. And, after I get my mind back...I promise that I will post more.

The NASCAR Drivers totally slept with me...

I guess the title of my post is kind of wrong, it should say that they slept AT my hotel. When I left for work this morning there four or five NASCAR trucks outside of the hotel...I wish I was into NASCAR enough to know if they were any good and if I should feel special. But, it was kind 0f cool to see all of the trucks.

And, if I don't sound totally exhausted already...there is a UFO flying outside my hotel window. No joke. I wish that there was someone here to witness it...but there isn't. One Note Short has already passed out by now, and I don't want to wake him up. But, I assure you it is out there. It has a headlight...a greenlight and it is hovering over the Budget Inn...I hope it comes back tomorrow so that I can prove it to someone that I am really not that crazy.

I am in Fort Worth, Texas this week. The week has only just begun. I do have a small story to tell you. But, it has like this huge introduction. So, I will work on that story when I am not seeing things that shouldn't really be there. A week with One Note Short is bound to bring many stories.

On The Road Again

I am on the road again. But...it's weird because I have nothing to report. The ride to the airport was uneventful, check-in was uneventful...the airplane was uneventful...I have nothing. Usually I have this elaborate story for you...and I got nothing! Wow...that is a first. Which might make for an interesting next couple of days.

I do have Halloween pictures for you...but naturally my camera is sitting at home, so you will have to wait. But, it will totally be worth the wait!

AND...the best news of all is that I bought a new laptop!!!! It's one of those cute ones that can fit in your back pocket...it is perfect for what I will be using it for. I love it! And, the shift key works...I don't have to run a cord for the internet. It's cute and little....

Queens...not fit for a Queen!

I am out of town again. Which means more stories for you. Of course they all start this morning when I was trying to check-in for my flight. And I was 3 minutes late. AGAIN!!! Damn!!! Luckily I had a nice little attendant that still gave me a boarding pass, but told me that my seat could still be given away. The only problem was I couldnt check my bag in. Luckily I packed lite...I had to throw away my toothpaste, contact solution, and some really expensive hair product. But...I suppose it was worth the price of having to pay for another plane ticket!

After I got on the plane...I was THAT GIRL. And this time it wasnt the stinky girl on the plane. I was the girl that gets all the way to row 29, before she realizes...she passed her row. She is really on row 19...so she has to go backwards...and its not like you can just pass people with all of their shit. They have to get out of the way, or back up all the way to the front of the plane. I proceed to try and stick my bag underneath my seat...or rather SHOVE my bag underneath my seat before realizing that it just isnt going to fit. I was THAT GIRL. I do apologize. I give that girl a hard time every time I travel...and this time I was her.

The flight takes off...and I was in the seat right in front of the door. But, when they shut the door, there is this huge pad thing that takes all of my leg room away. Which is completely beside the point. The door is not air tight. My feet were ice cold. The whole entire time.

The lady behind me...she was singing O Holy Night. At the top of her lungs. I guess I dont have a problem with people singing...but really? Choose a better song.

So...I land at JFK. I did not get to rent a car this trip, because supposedly where I am going is just around the corner from my hotel. So, I proceed to get in a taxi...with a taxi driver who is wearing a turbin. Did I mention that I am in New York? BY MYSELF??? Totally freaked out. Then he proceeds to ask me how to get there. What??? Arent you the taxi driver? I have never been here. I made it to my hotel safe.

Let me describe my hotel. Against my wants and wishes I was forced to stay in a hotel that I dont usually stay in. If I could describe it to you...the hotel itself is the size of a cardboard box...and I am currently occupying a small portion of that box. I am going to be honest...I broke down and cried when I got here.

I thought that it would be wise for me to find where I had to WALK to work tomorrow before it got dark. I started off in the direction that Google Maps sent me...and I walked and walked...only to find that Google FAILED me!!! I walked about a mile in the wrong direction!!! I finally found where I needed to go...in the dark, in the ghetto...and randomly it was right behind my hotel. Weird.

I then decided that I was hungry and I should find something to eat before it got too late. I had not yet located the golden arches. But in my long journey to find what I was looking for earlier, I felt a little more comfortable walking around...I walked a few blocks down and located a Wendys. Ordered my heart attack...and as I was waiting...this big huge black man in front of me mumbled something...I had to ask him like 3 times what the hell he was saying. And I finally deciphered that he was inviting me to SIT DOWN AND ENJOY THIS DELICIOUS DINNER!!!! AHHHH!!! I already feel like I am going to get killed...I grabbed my hamburger and bailed before he could say another word I couldnt understand.

So, here I am safe in my hotel room watching television. A pop up screen on the tv keeps coming up saying that their cable bill is past due and is asking me if I want to pay it??? So...I may not have cable tv to watch tomorrow, because I wont pay it.

That is all that I have for now. I must be honest. I was really nervous for this trip. Not because I was coming to Queens by myself, but because tomorrow I have to work with a really mean man...wish me luck.

I Got Nothing...

I realized it had been a week since I last blogged and thought to myself that I still had nothing to report. I immediately went to my camera to see what went on this last week that I could tell you about...and this is all I have. Have a good weekend!!!

Happy Birthday to Me!!!

Well...since I would HATE to break ANY sort of tradition. I would like to announce that today is Ineffably's birthday!!! And, I think that there are few things that you should know about me, that if you don't read my blog...you might want to know! And...feel free to add some things if for some reason I might of forgot...and please. Be nice!

1. My dad used to always think that my birthday was on the 8th. I think I have teased him so much about it that he remembers now. I guess we will find out today...or tomorrow. (UPDATE: He remembered!)
2. They spelled my name funny. I kind of like it. My dad still doesn't know how to spell my name.
3. I can touch my nose with my tongue.
4. I really want to get a tattoo. But, I don't know what to get. Which makes me worried that there is nothing in my life that means that much to me that I wouldn't want it engraved on my body for the rest of my life. Do I really just not care that much??? Do I not have any feelings??? Am I really as cold hearted as I claim to be???
5. Lake Powell is my favorite place to vacation. EVER.
6. I HATE feet.
7. If I could get away with wearing flip flops or slippers all year long, I would. Most of the time I do.
8. I carry my camera everywhere I go.
9. I was the first one of the five siblings to get some sort of college degree. It may have only been an Associates. But, it was still a degree. It was in Accounting.
10. I love my little sister more than anyone will ever know.
11. Halloween is my favorite holiday.
12. Christmas is my least favorite holiday.
13. I always fear that something tragic is going to happen to me or someone close to me. I always have this thought in the back of my mind that if I think it...then it isn't going happen because I just thought it. (Nevermind...just don't worry about it.)
14. I can't put my head on the seat of an airplane or movie theatre seat. I ALWAYS wear a hoodie to such an event.
15. I have an extensive M&M dispenser collection.
16. I also collect coasters.
17. I have a secret love for Eminem and Bone Thugs.
18. I HATE the sound of someone whistling.
19. I love it when I get a peanut M&M...but it doesn't have the peanut in it.
20. I have never been happier than in this present time in my life.
21. Being with my friends and family make me happy.
22. My iPhone makes me happy. I don't know what I would do without it.
23. I always have a "To-Do" list that never seems to get done.
24. My dream is move away and live on an island somewhere. Worry free. Debt free.
25. I suffer from Migraintitis. I don't really know if that is a word. But, if I don't take my drugs every night...I am bound to get a pounding migraine the next day. Not fun.

And...I really could go on and on about myself. So...here are some pictures from Death Stars and Karaoke... I love you all dearly! Anything that you want to share about me that I might have forgotten??