Various & Unsundry - Part 21

Much to the surprise of many of my friends, I don't blog everything. I actually don't blog A LOT! As I've been digging through my archives, I've discovered something really pivotal in my life that I didn't blog about at all and I'm sad because I can't remember all the details! In these last three years, I've almost totally forsaken REAL journaling (GASP!) for blogging. Plus, I know that one day, much sooner than later, I'll be turning this beloved blog into a book. My future spouse will need some reading material and I'm sure he'll find my blog book either insightful, or the ammunition to run away.

Hopefully the former.

Anyway! This week, much to the chagrin of a few friends, I have led a somewhat less than stellar life. I come to work each day, then promptly go home, take lots of medicines and go to sleep. I've had nearly 38 hours of sleep in the last four days. I'm sure somebody is appalled, but I have been sick and am thankful for nothing but sleep. Because New Guy has destroyed any credibility in actually taking a sick day (Yes, he's still here, and I'm pretty sure he's NEVER leaving), I can't take one.

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This Sunday, I'll be at Bristol. Sporting and Supporting Jr. With my friend Miranda who's new official nickname is NASCARpedia. (Seriously, have I blogged about going to my first race with her? It didn't matter what I asked... she knew it.) If they ever play a Nascar version of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?, I promise that Miran would be the first AND fastest winner Ever. She took me to the Charlotte race four years ago (HOLY COW I DIDN'T REALIZE IT HAD BEEN THAT LONG!), and we had a BLAST. I finally got to see DEI. (Funny story 'bout that too... When M. first went to North Carolina to interview, she called me after her interview. She was worried about getting lost and all of the sudden started screaming in the phone "DEI, DEI, DEI, DEI!!!!!". I couldn't tell if she was screaming DOA, or if I needed to call 911 and have her cell phone traced. I had NO clue what she was talking about. When she finally calmed down, she explained it to me, and getting to see it reminded me of that phone conversation.)

So... GENTLEMAN, START YOUR ENGINES!!!! VROOM!!

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And this article makes me Angry. He is the Freakin' President. The Leader of the Free World. He knew months ago. The Feds have had offices at AIG since November.

Don't believe the hype you read about AIG. Please feel free to call me and I'll explain my connection to AIG for you. For legal reasons, I actually CAN'T blog about that.

And can I also express my frustration at the celebrity that our new Pres and First Lady have become? I get it... they get publicity, but does anybody else think they're a little more focused on posing for the press than actually working on our country?

Sorry for the political diatribe, but I'm very mad about that article.