That Time I Got Punched in a Semi-Formal Dress

Last night was my firm's Winter Social and let me just say...SUCCESS.  I hosted a wonderful pregame.  Lots of food and really fun people from work and of course my date for the evening, katmcd.  Everyone was dressed up and looking gorgeous.  At around 8:15 we hopped in 3 cabs and headed for the National Building Museum.  The building was just as gorgeous as I remember.  We checked our coats and started heading for the food and for the bar. 

The place is so big, and there were SO many people there, that honestly we all got separated, but thanks to the invention of cell phones, we all met up at Rocket Bar with Zig.  I dont' know how, but my entire project team showed up there, minus my friend E of course.  I have NO clue where she wandered off to after the Building Museum.  Anyways, I started to lose my sense of......self control(?) again and started bouncing around.  Zig and katmcd eventually both left and I stayed.  I was hanging out with people that I have seen in like 2 months, and then of course my project team who are AMAZING. 

I am not sure why, but I think I got punched or like, knocked in the jaw by my coworker.  No clue.  Then when I woke up this morning there was basically a warped piece of pizza sitting on my stove top.  Wtf?  I guess I came home and tried to cook it but didn't pay attention and it was burnt to a crisp.  Kind of sad right?

Tonight...Rira.  Watch out!

Death and Taxes

Quite a bit is happening right now.  Because I now have a move date, I'm going through my apartment and analyzing if I actually need things.  It's applying to all areas of my life now though.  Trying to get my debt all settled, cleaning out all of my old clothes, and getting my taxes done.  Stupid stupid taxes.  But I feel good and accomplished, which I needed.

Also, how great is the movie Stranger than Fiction?  Really good.

Anyways, totally unrelated, I've been thinking a lot about the mess I've become in my personal life over the last few weeks and I've come to a conclusion.  I know how much other bloggers I read love graphs so I'm obliging:

As I become happier in my job, I become more of a hot mess at an exponential rate.  Therefore, high job satisfaction=high level of hot mess.  It's amazing how much job satisfaction affects me.

This Friday is my company's Winter Social.  It's at the National Building Museum which is a gorgeous building that I once went to and had a horrible NYE at.  I'm looking forward to erasing that memory.  I'm having a quick little get-together before the party and then will most likely be at RiRa to see a friend's band.  And I'm hoping to have a fabulous dress to wear.  Yay awesome weekend coming up.  But first, must get through this week.

Open Letter to Myself

Dear Self,

WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?!  I tell you to do something, and you sprint, not run but sprint, the other other damn direction.  I'm totally hating on you right now.  I'm going to take the next 24-48 hours to find my self-control and hopefully I can get back to loving you.

Thanks bitch.
-Sarah


On a sidenote, Zig, his friend A, and I went to the caps game last night and had a fabulous time.  I'm HURTING today.  Off to Starbucks and work now.

Lo Siento

I haven't been writing for absolutely no reason.  I have a ton going on.  Friday night I found out that Zig and I got our apartment and we move in March.  Luckily for me, I'm just moving 3 floors, he's moving from DC.   Hahahaha.  Awesome.  I'm kind of looking forward to having a roommate again. 

Work is going really well.  I love my team, and after this meeting on Thursday, my coworker B and I were talking about how our team is a bunch of like, clownish misfits.  We are so different comparative to other teams.  We're very good, but we come off much less serious.  It's awesome. 

Today is volleyball day, followed by day drinking while watching MB's Bears win against the pack. 

Also, let me digress for a minute about my trip to Target yesterday.  I went to the one in Alexandria even though I know traffic down there sucks.  I just need to remember, never go to that Target during the weekend.  It was a horrible disaster.  I played bumper carts with everyone and they didn't even have half the stuff I wanted/needed.  It was stupid.

F'ing Bambi Legs

Want to know what I look like while I'm ice skating?  Here it is:

You think I'm kidding?  Look at this picture of Zig and I from last week.

He's like my Thumper.  Get your mind out of the gutter.  K thanks.  This was about 5 minutes after I took a bambi spill and superman-d on the ice.   And he had to be a f'ing showoff and skate backwards.  But then he fell and I laughed.

Then today on my walk to work, my bambi legs were back in action as I slipped and slided on my 2.5 block walk to the metro. 

When is it going to be window-down weather?

Balls to the Wall

Today is the start of one of my favorite times of the year.  CAN Volleyball starts today for me.  CAN is an alumni group that does all kinds of sports and other events.  This is my 5th, count em, 5th season playing for this team.  I started when I was still in college.  It's coed, competitive volleyball.  It's really intense, I've gone to the hospital from this league thinking I broke my hand.  And we play double headers that kick my ass.  I LOVE IT.  It's also one of the only things that I do that none of my friends do. 

My team has changed over the years.  In the last year alone we had 2 marriages and 2 babies.  All of my friends/teammates are about 5 years older than I, so that probably makes sense.  I'm very happy for everyone but I feel like they are making such great progress in life while mine just stays stagnant.  Oh well, I appreciate Sundays now for not only football, but for volleyball. 

Family Game Night

This was my night last night.  We started off with a few drinks at Rock Bottom and we had a nice size group going.  Zig, Glen Coco, MB, A and her bf D, my coworker Vtech and her roommate L.  We mosey-d upstairs and had a great time ice skating although all of us went ice-to-face.  I basically slammed my knee cap in the ice.  It's killing me today.  Oh well.  Then we went back to Rock Bottom.  I probably should have had some dinner though.  This morning I am starving and couldn't even bring myself to fully dry my hair. 

Is is the weekend yet?

I Want To Wash My Hair With Snow

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.  I just wrote a whole post and it fucking deleted it.

It's finally snowing here in DC, but I'm pretty sure it won't stick at all.



It's still really pretty to look at and I'm really sad we haven't yet had a total snow-pocalypse.  Those are always kind of fun. 

I've been a total mess these last few days.  Yesterday I was just all over the place.  Today I pressed the wrong button in the elevator this morning, and then tripped over some asshole's large bag while getting off of the metro.  I.am.a.hot.mess.

I Need More Allowance

Seriously, I'm struggling.  I feel like I've been spending less money, yet I seem to consistently just fight with my bank account.  I think there's a move in my near future.  Not Chicago yet, but living on my own is coming to an end.  I think it's also smart because I'll be traveling a lot(supposedly) during the last half of the year and it'd be stupid for me to be paying for a 1br when I'm gone 3 weeks out of the month.

How crazy has Wild Card weekend been?  Last night MB and I enjoyed multiple types of beer and a delicious sausage pizza at Rustico while watching the Colts/Jets game.  I really like the bar but admittently it was crazy busy and we got lucky after about a 1/2 hour with 2 seats at the bar.

I woke up at a grand ole 7:30 this morning and am ready to go to bed now.  But it's only 7:15pm and that would just be ridiculous.  Or would it?

Tree is Down

Today I had to work an early shift and then MB and I went to Crumbs in Clarendon.  They were giving away free cupcakes because they just opened.  I'm not big on cake honestly, and cupcakes don't really do it for me, but I figured I'd try it.  I got the Grasshopper, chocolate with mint frosting and chocolate chips.  It was pretty good, but it's the size of a fucking muffin.  It's so heavy and will take me a few sittings to actually get through. 

Then I ran quickly to Pentagon City to return something, but ugh, that place is such a disaster.  I came home and took the tree down, now there is this empty space in my apartment.  It stares at me and is angry that it doesn't have a cute tree in it.  I also dug out my ironing board to throw out.  This ironing board has a story and a history with it, because it was bought for me by somebody I thought I wanted to be with back in 2008.  He was a total relationship failure, and for some reason I kept the board.  Did I mention that I haven't had an iron in over a year?  So my mom bought me a steamer for Christmas, and today I threw out the ironing board.  I feel good. 

Last night, MB, Zig, and I met for happy hour at the Bottom Line.  I love that bar.  $1 Miller Lites on Friday night?  Yes please.  Tonight MB and I will be going to Rustico to have dinner and drinks.  Also there will be some playoff football watching perhaps. 

Yet again, 2011>2010.

Do Not Want: Pajama Jeans

Oh Pajama Jeans, you are just not cute.

Even if you decided to buy these, they don't actually look like jeans.  People would notice if you were sitting next to them and you were wearing fake jeans and then they would certainly judge you for it, just as I would. 

I've been really really sick these last few days.  I woke up yesterday with a very bad fever of 102 and got some penicillin(treatment for strep throat) from MinuteClinic.  That place is a godsend.  Seriously. 

I should be back at work and in some performance shape by tomorrow, I hope. 

Attention Please

JCoupon brought to my attention today that he doesn't like his nickname here.  I told him I would refer to him as his dog's name, but I've come up with a slightly different version.  Hereforth, he will be called Glen Coco.  You go Glen Coco.

What a ridiculous, crazy, fabulous weekend.  2011>2010.

Oh Hey 2011

Happy New Year friends.  How is it treating you so far? 

Let me just tell you....in the epic battle that is going to be 2011 Bad Life Decisions v. Sarah (Good Life Decisions), I am already down like 10 to 0. 

Last night was wonderful though.  My friend A and her bf D hosted a really nice pregame get-together and we drank plenty of Boones Farm and some really randomly delicious strawberry champagne type drink and dirty shirleys and beer and power hour and crab cakes.  Oh man, it was great.  Then me, mb, zig, and jcoupon tried to get into Rira, but they had a 20 dollar cover and a line that was at a dead stop.  These 2 guys behind us had just come from Hard Times and decided to head back there.  I started talking to them and we decided to tag along.  Of course, my bartender friend Joey is working so we got to hang out with him.  We all had gotten some party favors and hats from A's party and we were taking some pics and taking a lot of shots.  A LOT OF SHOTS.  I think my tab was like 15 dollars.  SWEET. 

Following the champagne toast and a lot of alcohol, we went to Silver Diner.  I honestly have barely any recollection of eating my delicious breakfast of eggs, bacon, and home fries which is kind of sad.

I woke up this morning at 8 fucking o'clock.  8 AM.  FML.  After talking to one of my coworkers today we decided it was because of all of the sugar in the boones and champagne and stuff.  I went to my couch and watched the Rose Parade and some of Eurotrip.  How fucking awesome is that movie?  It's so stupid, but it's really hilarious.  Anyways, I had to go to work a bit this afternoon and tomorrow I have to work super early, and then I'll go watch my Cowboys in their last game of the season. 

Honestly, I'm already having a great year though.  Last night was spent with some of the greatest people/fake family members and it was low key, relaxed, and knocked me out.  Yay 2011!