Feel Good Inc

I have to work tonight. Working on a Saturday bothers me to no end. It always has. I think even in high school, when there really wasn't much fun to get into, I hated to be stuck at my job. When I was living in Richmond it was awesome because at my job they would give those crappy shifts to the high schoolers and to the college kids who had to make money. I had to make money, too, but I was available all week.

I'm 30. I'm young and like to have fun. I have no kids. I am free to do whatever I want. So when I have to work at night it really annoys me. I guess I should be grateful to have a job, but why can't that job just occur during the day?

But in order to not make this day a total waste, I am going to the Warrenton Spring Festival. Warrenton, VA is one of my favorite places on the planet. It's the Stars Hollow of VA in my opinion. I haven't been able to go to the Spring/Fall Festivals much over the years because of work or other obligations, but I want to make the effort this year.

I'm tempted to go in disguise, though...am I ready to small talk?!

XO,
SVR

Well Read

Tonight at work I made an announcement for our DVD sale and said,

"Why read the book when you can watch the movie??...."


This man approached me after I had explained the sale and said, "You shouldn't say that with children in the building...they don't want to read as it is." I couldn't tell if he was joking. I think I was hoping he was joking because it was such a ridiculous statement. I said to him, "Um, I disagree." and then I smiled because while he was a total douche bag, I didn't want to deal with getting into a debate with him.

Two things:

1) Why knock movies? In my opinion, saying that movies can't be as worthy as books is like saying music is not as worthy as a book and that is just NOT TRUE.

2) Did this man really think that my one sentence was going to cause every child in the building to throw down their books and stage a protest against reading?


When I was little I used to save my allowance to buy books. I read because I enjoyed it and not because some stranger told me it was cool. This man was a tool and I hope his grandchildren are illiterate*.


*Not really. But I do hope they become filmmakers**.
**I'm having an imagination problem lately. Like, where my imagination is on fire! Nick was playing me music earlier and I created an entire horror movie in my head. <3!



XO,
SVR

Like Spinning Plates

For awhile I felt like I was getting in a lot of home time. Time to catch up on tv, movies, magazines, and books. Time to kind of lounge around and relax. But now? I feel like I am never home. I come home to sleep. And change. And grab a bottle of water. And then I am out the door again.

It's fun being a busy girl, but tiring...and some times stressful*.



XO,
SVR


*Like when stuff is due and it can't be completed while out.

In The Fade

School is kicking my ass. No, let me rephrase: School is trying to kick my ass. I won't let it. I'm working on what is currently a 16 page paper that isn't even near completion. After this I have to write a 3-5 page paper for Thursday, and a presentation for the following week (that I have to meet with my partner for on Wednesday morning). Meanwhile, I need to be thinking about two research papers...no, three a few more baby papers and at least three annotated bibliographies.

1) I feel busier than ever and I'm not sure why. I had to email my paper partner my schedule and I apologized for the lack of free time. Now that school and orchestra are back in session, my hours unplanned are severely limited.

2) I loathe group work. With such passion that I can't think of words bad enough to describe it. It's not that I dislike working with others or get bad partners, I just feel like it takes more time than it could if I did it by myself. And I don't like being told when to work. I would rather procrastinate on my own!

3) I think a class that is on a Saturday from 9-430pm is cruel.

4) THIS IS MY LAST SEMESTER!!!!!!!

OK, #4 really helps. Back to writing this paper because as soon as it's done, I can write about San Francisco! In the meantime, go look at my pictures and comment, please.

XO,
SVR

Only Ones Who Know

Someone at work the other day told me that I'm there to get people back into good moods. It's an activity I enjoy, but now I feel a sort of pressure to make sure I keep people smiling whenever they are in my vicinity. Sometimes I wonder if people know how to get me to smile. Steven does-he mentions Brad Pitt and puppies and I'm smiling like it's my birthday or something. With other people, there tend to be a few different ways to reach a smile:

1) Tell a joke. Usually bad.

2) Comment on someone's appearance in a positive way. Usually a new haircut or article or clothing.

3) Do something goofy. Usually a funny expression/face.

4) Use my feminine wiles. Usually just flirting if in the workplace. Also, only with males.


With these four tactics in my arsenal, who can get away from me still in a bad/sad mood?


XO,
SVR

Best Thing In Town

Not that the majority of Blog Land will know any of these people, but since I talked about it before, I figured I should follow through and post the results of my Work Superlatives. And I swear on Brad Pitt that I didn't alter any of the outcomes. Nor did I stack any votes. So, without further adieu:

Hottest:

Guy: Shane (Honorable mentions: Brendan, Steven*)

Girl: Scarlet (Honorable mentions: Osa)

Best Dressed:

Guy: Chad (Honorable mentions: Calvin, Steven)

Girl: Scarlet (Honorable mentions: Allison, Lisa, Rebecca)

Best Eyes:

Guy: Chad (Honorable mentions: Gregory, Steven, Shane)

Girl: Scarlet (Honorable mentions: Katie, Melanie)

Best Hair:

Guy: Brendan (Honorable mentions: Bradley, Steven)

Girl: Scarlet (Honorable mentions: Jessica, Rachel)

Most Likely To Succeed:

Guy: Steven (Honorable mention: Chris)

Girl: Katie (Honorable mention: Lisa)

Most Likely To Be Famous:

Guy: Bradley (Honorable mentions: Brendan, Robin)

Girl: Lisa (Honorable mention: Scarlet)

Class Clown:

Guy: Robin (Honorable mention: Shane)

Girl: Serena (Honorable mention: Monique)

Most Talkative:

Guy: Robin (Honorable mentions: Geoff, Chris)

Girl: Katie (Honorable mention: Scarlet)

Most Likely To Hook Up/Date: TIED

Shane/Monique

Brendan/Scarlet

Most Serious:

Guy: Ben (Honorable mentions: Robin, Geoff)

Girl: Lauren (Honorable mention: Sunjin, Roderica)

*I'm only not linking to him because I'm not sure if he'd want me to. He's hott though, trust me:)

My Body Is A Cage

I know it's my subconsious at work, but the moment I have to do something, I decide it's time to do everything else. Do you know how badly I want to make mix CDs right now? It's all I can think about. (Okay, not all I can think about. I'm also thinking a lot about boys. That's right-boys. I mean, men. Ew, no. Guys-there we go.) And my clarinet? I'm super motivated to practice and perfect my orchestra pieces, which never happens. The practice part, I mean. Perfection comes naturally;) Along with practicing the clarinet, I'm ready to tackle the bassoon again and hey, I should probably pick up the guitar and bass while I'm at it.

I haven't even announced Superlative winners! I was (am) so excited about this, but it's been moved to the backburner as much as I hate to say it. What is more important to me: making a Special Education Resource Notebook or printing up something flashy to announce who won what Superlative. Hmmmmm, take a guess.

I have three camera sitting around just begging to be used. I have pro Fotki and Flickr accounts gathering dust and the sky is so bright* and lovely for photographs. The other day I decided to go out with themes for the day to take pictures of. Things like: patterns, flowers, faces, etc. What fun!

But no fun until this effing project is postmarked and in the mail on Friday. So until then, except for the random blog, I will be pushing my fun stuff to the side to finish this project. (Have I mentioned I hate school? Always have. Always will.)

Oh but the moment this project is in the mail? Do you know where I'll be? ON MY WAY TO WINE WEEK! OHhhhhhhh yeah. And we're doing some happy hour shiznit afterwards and if you know what's good for you, you'll join us. If you don't know me, email me for my # and if you do know me, I'll see you there.

XO,
SVR



*Still not happy about spring. Still hate spring. Achoo. Hate.

The Best

In an effort to entertain myself and make work more exciting, I set up [Insert Work Name] Superlatives for the cool people to vote on. This, of course, is not company-sponsored so it's on the downlow...well, until now when I'm blogging about it. The categories are as follows:

• Best Hair
• Best Eyes
• Hottest
• Most Serious
• Most Talkative
• Most Likely To Succeed
• Most Likely To Be Famous
• Most Likely To Date/Hook Up
• Class Clown
• Best Dressed

I'm not asking everyone to vote because I just don't think some of them can handle it. I've already had to take the ballots away from one coworker who mocked me and then failed to follow my "Be Quiet" rule. Tsk tsk. Most people are into it...or at least pretending to be into it because they can tell how excited I am about it.

And I'll be honest with you (although it's probably no surprise), I really want to win Hottest. As the one in charge for this little Superlative game, I am privy to the ballots and know most of the names being written down for this honor. I just hope people aren't voting for me because they know I want to win...

Oh and if I do win hottest, I've decided that I get to make out with the males nominated for hottest. Win-win, eh?


XO,
SVR

Long Distance Call

I had to call out from work today...sorta. I groggily woke up to see a Winter Wonderland outside. At least four inches on the ground and even more coming down. As much as I love snow, it makes me anxious on work days because I know that I will probably have to make that dreaded call.


We went out in a truck to check the "main roads," which turned out to be almost as bad as the back ones. Slipping and sliding was fun with someone who knows how to drive in the conditions, but the thought of my little Elantra trying to make it the 45 miles to work was not a good one. It's not my driving I worry about, but the other guy's.

So I had to call and say that there was no way I could get there now. I will try again later, but for now...I'm going to enjoy my mimosa:)



XO,
SVR

What I Would Say To You Now

My day was spent riding what is apparently the fine line between Mama Bear and Flirt Extraordinaire. I oscillated with frightening ease between sincere questions of health and happiness to innuendos and euphemisms. At one point in my work day I had the following conversation:

Me: Are you okay?
CoworkerB: Not really. My neck really hurts and I don't know what's wrong.
Me: Oh no! I feel so badly for you:( I hope it feels better soon.

Roughly an hour later

Me: Awwww! I hate that you're hurting. Let me know if I can do anything to help.


At another point in the day I had this conversation:


Me: I really want some chocolate.
CoworkerS: Is that what you kids are calling it now?
Me:Oh, I didn't know you knew your new nickname.



I was on the ball with witty, flirty comebacks today. Anytime I received one I would one-up it on my reply. At the same time, though, and with the same people on the receiving end of my wickedly fun words, I was thisclose to making homemade chicken soup and tucking them in.


This is the dream, right? Mama Bear by day, Flirt Extraordinaire by night. Apple pie and jack and ginger. Loves it.