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"In the spirit of full disclosure"
Thursday. 2.5.15 7:43 pm
I've been trying to think of the way that was phrased for quite some time now, and I finally have to look it up. I could remember "in the ___ of full disclosure" but I couldn't, for the life of me, remember what went in the blank. I typed in to the ever knowing Google and came up with what is now my title for today's entry. I'm not sure why it bugged me so much for so long. It's not like I'm going to need to use that phrase any time soon. Either way, I now know what it is... you know, just in case I ever have to voluntarily fully disclose something.

I have to remind myself to breathe and take my time with things more often than I feel I should. Though, I do feel I've gotten a lot better at taking things in stride and not reacting quite so strongly in the moment, but I do still need the reminder every so often. I feel something start to annoy me or upset me, I stop and think about why. Most of the time, it's for a reason that's not necessary for me to get worked up about, so I let it go. At least for the time being. There are going to be things that I can't just let go permanently, but this is a good start for me. For too long I've completely overreacted toward things that didn't need such a serious reaction for. It's a better-late-than-never type of thing. I'm pretty proud of myself for it.

That being said, I'm going to need to find some kind of outlet so that I don't snap at the wrong person/wrong time. This does help a bit, but only for a short period of time. I'm sure something will come up that will help me.

I wonder what it'll be ...

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Late night weeknight
Tuesday. 2.3.15 6:33 pm
I'm not sure what made me think that staying out super late on a work night was a grand idea, but it happened and I'm incredibly tired. I'll definitely be crashing early this evening.

I met up with a friend from work after I got off work and we wandered up a few blocks to this place called the Coastal Kitchen. I'd never been there so that was what kind of made up the decision. It's a place known for its seafood, yet the only seafood we got was calamari. It's fine, though. Perhaps next time I go, I'll get some fish and chips or a crab salad or something. We both had a delicious porter to go with the food and had a good time catching up on work stuff. {He works grave shift on the weekends so I never get to see him anymore.}

After dinner, we decided to wander around Downtown for a bit and made our way to Pike Place Market. He grabbed some coffee and we meandered to the waterfront. In walking past this place called Harbor Steps {a ridiculously priced apartment building on the waterfront} we made the decision to go on the Great Wheel, since he'd never been. The city is beautiful, night or day, but it was a nice ride. It's a little pricey, but it's been about a year since I was last on it and he'd never been so it was worth it.

Afterwards, we made the decision to head back, since it was around 10, except that we walked back up a set of stairs where this place called the Zig Zag Cafe was and since I'd never been there either, we decided to go in for drinks. We each got two and hung out for a bit just chatting before finally paying the bill and making our way back up the hill.

I brought him back home and crashed around 1. I was up again at 3 and didn't fall back asleep until around 5. So the little sleep that I did get was very broken. I spent most of the first half of the shift yawning. I was glad for the break in calls. It was steady enough, but not busy to the point where I couldn't keep up. I treated myself to some decadent chocolaty snacks from the French bakery across the street from work, which didn't help in the yawning department, but I'd been wanting chocolate since yesterday afternoon. It was definitely worth it.

I'm not sure when we'll get the chance to hang out again. It's challenging with him working weekend nights, but I do know that the next time, if it's a work night for me, I'll put my foot down and keep better track of the time. I'll set an alarm if I have to. As long as I'm in bed by midnight, I'll be able to get enough sleep. Anything later than that, I'm dragging the whole day.

My plan for this evening? Crash by 8, 8:30 and hope to sleep straight through until my 6:30 alarm.

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Resistance is key
Sunday. 2.1.15 9:59 am
My body is finding more ways than one to remind me that I'm not in my teens or early 20s anymore. I honestly can't remember the last time I drank two nights back to back and in doing so this weekend, I've discovered that my stomach will put up quite a protest on morning two. Yesterday wasn't too bad. I finished off my left over pizza and drank a bunch of water and I was good. Waking up this morning, my stomach rolled over as I did and it felt like it was jabbing the protest signs directly in to the lining. Since there's no more pizza, I'm glad I thought ahead enough to buy something for me to chow on this morning. So I'm currently working my way through left over fries and mozz sticks from IHOP. It's horrible food, but it's what I need to help calm the raging storm in my stomach. Peanut butter and carrots certainly wouldn't do me any good.

I'm also not sure if I slept wrong or if it was from standing too long in one position or what, but my left side hurts whenever I turn in a certain direction. It's not a stabbing pain, but the lower rib area feels like it was overworked ... something I really wish it had been from, rather than not having a clue. My bones crack and pop on their own now ... another sign of getting older. And I'm not even that old yet!

Random, completely off subject tidbit: in the process of still getting used to having weekends off, I seem to forget every Sunday that the Japanese Congregational Church across the street from me marks the start of their service with a gong. I mean, I'm assuming most churches do something with bells, but it makes sense to me that they would use a gong instead. Along with it being a reminder that it's Sunday, it also indicates that the time is just after 10am.

Anywho, due to the small war waging on my insides, I have decided that consuming alcohol for the third night in a row is probably a really bad idea. Especially since I have to work tomorrow morning, meaning I won't be able to laze about and take my time recovering. And because I like this job, I'm not going to call out because I got too shitfaced at the Super Bowl party I went to and couldn't handle myself afterward. If I hadn't gone out last night, I probably would have had a few drinks later today. Instead, I'll just be enjoying the snacks.

Happy February 1st everyone!

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Saturday. 1.31.15 9:21 am
Today is the last day of the month. I'm not sure exactly how I feel about the fact that the first month of the year is already over. In a way, it doesn't feel like it flew by. A lot has happened in the last month. Then again, due to the fact that a lot has happened, it kind of does feel a little like the month has gone by quickly.

February has a Friday the 13th. March also has a Friday the 13th. And so does November. 2016 doesn't have any. This is making me really want to get more Friday the 13th tattoos just because I know it's going to be a while before the chance happens again. Then again, I haven't a single clue where on my body I'd get them or exactly what kind of small tattoo I'd get. I kind of want something on my ribs; something small that will be just for my knowledge. I probably won't get anything, but the idea is enough to satisfy my mind until April when I'm actually getting one.

I have to go to the bank today, which I forgot I needed to do. I also have to do laundry and put gas in my car. The laundry will be first, since I don't feel like venturing in to the outside world yet. Other than those three tasks, I don't have anything going on today. I'm still excited about tomorrow's party. I need to figure out what I'm going to bring, but I'm sure something will come to mind. Even if all I do is bring more booze.

Yesterday was an interesting day at work. People, coworkers excluded, were exceptionally bitchy. It's something that's expected for a Monday, not a Friday. We all thought that because Sunday is the Super Bowl and the Seahawks are the defending champions, that people would be quite happy. Not the case. It was quite the opposite, in fact. There were a few pleasant people who called in or we had to call, but it was far and few between. By 10am, I needed a drink. By the end of the shift, it was definitely happening.

I drove to 5 different places in order to find one specific type of drink: Angry Orchard Iceman. It was the only one of the three that I had not tried yet and it didn't disappoint. I do think The Muse is my favorite, but the Iceman comes in at a close second. Strawman is more tart than I care for so I'll be perfectly fine not drinking that one again.

Perhaps if I find someone who will come with me to get a Friday the 13th tattoo, I'll be more likely to get one ...

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Odd or even
Thursday. 1.29.15 6:40 pm
The undiagnosed OCD that I tend to come across with certain aspects of my life has me pretty focused on writing only on odd dates. I know that I've written about this before, but it seems to be bothering me more so than normal these days. Or, at least, just this month. I'm not sure how much longer in to the year it'll continue. I guess I'll just have to see what kinds of life instances occur that would warrant an even date entry.

Tomorrow is the final day of my first week on my own, without having someone sitting next to me training, and it feels like I've been doing it for so much longer. In reality, I've only been working this job for a month, including the training period. That's it. Just a month. Yet, I'm comfortable enough with the job that I'm doing that I don't feel like I'm still super fresh. I tend to use that excuse when I'm talking with someone who is getting frustrated that I'm not understanding what they're asking. Or if the call is taking longer than ideal, but it doesn't happen often.

Tomorrow is also the last Friday before the Super Bowl, which means the final "Blue Friday" before the Super Bowl and the entire city is going a little crazy. I thought they went crazy last year ... ha! Although, cocky has been added to the crazy since this is the second year in a row they're going. Since I'm not in possession of any sportsball paraphernalia, I'll just being wearing blue and green. And the only reason is because I happen to have an outfit that consists of those colors.

Anywho, I'm glad tomorrow is Friday. It's payday, but it's the rent check so I won't be doing any shopping like I did last paycheck. I have tentative plans for Saturday, but I have a strong feeling they're going to fall through. Which, honestly, won't surprise me. I have a back up plan ... laundry! Then Sunday I'm going to a friend's place for a Super Bowl party. There will be food and drinks and lots of noise. I'm excited about being able to hang out with her again. After this, we'll have to actually plan for things instead of just using football as an excuse to hang out.

One thing I'm really looking forward to this weekend? Sleeping in.

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Testing, testing.
Tuesday. 1.27.15 10:07 pm
Today was a good day. Tonight was a good night.

That's an incredibly cliche way of starting a blog entry, but it's true. The entire day was good and it ended on a high note. I understand that I'm still very new at my job, but I've been working in this position for a solid month now and I'm fitting in perfectly. I found out today that the people in my departments were actually quite nervous about whether I'd fit in or not because they're quirky. And they make inappropriate jokes and comments. I'm glad that I can be myself about them and the feeling is mutual. I like the work that's involved and I've even gotten to the point where, if I'm in the middle of trying to get outbound work done and the phone rings, I'll look to see who's calling and just say no; then proceed to answer the call.

After work, I met up with a friend for dinner. We got pizza; there's a lot of left overs. It was the first time in a few months since we last hung out and it was really nice being able to catch up. After dinner we went back to his place, since it was only a couple blocks away, and just chatted some more. He's one of those friends where there is no dull moments, no awkward silences, no points of discomfort. It's rare to have a friend like that. Even when you're hanging out with people you've known for years and years, there still tends to be times when there's an occasional awkward silence. Either way, it was nice. I'm glad we got to catch up. Hopefully we'll get the opportunity to hang out again soon. If not soon, then at some point. I'm fairly confident that we won't go too long between outings/get together's/whatever the fuck you want to call it.

Tomorrow is Wednesday and I'm hoping for a slow day so that we can have a little time to catch up on outbound work. Outbound work is much nicer because you can get it all set up prior to the call and they don't record the outbound work so if you forget something small, like forgetting to put in a note or something during the call, you can add it in afterward and they can't dock you for it. There's positives and negatives to both inbound and outbound, but we're behind on outbound so I'd like a reprieve from inbound so we can catch up.

In the meantime, I need sleep. Today was a good day. Tonight was a good night. Cliche bullshit, but it's honest cliche bullshit.

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