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So much has gone on and I really don’t have time to update about it all. I wish I could get back to the habit of updating every day, like I had been doing for the past 5 or 6 years, but I just can’t find the time to do it anymore… or I should say, make the time to do it.

So when I last updated about being a Notary, I was unfortunately lying. I received all of my Notary stuff in the mail and assumed it was a done deal. The next day I got a certificate in the mail that said I needed to be sworn in taking an oath and have THAT notarized by another notary. So last Friday I had my swearing in ceremony… that is if you can call a ceremony sitting at some fools desk at the bank while he rushes through signing my certificate. Still, I’m an official Notary now. However, I am not a Notario Publico, because it is apparently Illegal to advertise as such. WHY?

This weekend was pretty fun. Friday night I went to a DrunkBook Club Meeting. I’ve been spending the last three weeks reading Lonesome Dove just for this meeting. I was not impressed with the book. I can’t believe it’s a Pulitzer Prize winning book. What was so good about it? It really wasn’t all that interesting. I found the characters to be boring, racist, and sexist. There wasn’t much depth to any of them, and I thought the book was really kind of vulgar in parts and there seemed to be no reason for it.

When I was reading Wicked it made me sad every page further I read because I didn’t want it to be over. I didn’t feel the same way about Lonesome Dove, I just wanted it to be over. There were some parts that were interesting and I didn’t want to put the book down, but that says more about me than it does the book. If I start watching a crappy TV show, I have to finish it, no matter how bad because I hate not knowing how things end.

Anyway, we spent all of 5 minutes discussing the book and yet I was with these people from 7:30 until 1:30 in the morning. It was down in Circle C Ranch, which is like totally Desperate Housewives territory, and these ladies were no exception… a bunch of crazies… but fun!

I spent a lot of the beginning of the meeting chatting with this lady from Argentina who kept commanding me to speak to her in Spanish so I could practice. I learned a lot from her though. I would be so much further along in my Spanish if Paco could speak English and help me out, and even correct me.

Saturday I got up late and went to lunch with Robert G, Heather, and her daughter Sierra. Afterward I went home to nap, because I had been up a whole 3 hours and I was TIRED. Later on I went to the RedBull Flugtag event thing downtown at the river. It was so hot that El Diablo was sending evil sinners up to us to do their time… and I’m sure of that because of bunch of unruly jerks kept bumping into me and were not even kind enough to say “SORRY” or “Excuse me.”

The event was kind of lame. The “plank” that the floats/planes/flugtags? were being sent off was being blocked by trees, so we had to watch most of the action on the big screen… which we could of done from an air conditioned room… so we didn’t stay long and went to go eat. Of course every place downtown was packed, so we had to wait FOREVER to get food… and you know how I get GRUMPY when I’m hungry.

I have some pics from the night, but I’m really way too lazy to post them right now. Maybe tomorrow morning before work…

I found out last week that another person from my old job (3M) quit. So since firing me in March, they have lost 5 people. That’s about one a month. Makes me want to send my old boss (Sandra G) an email and say, “Glad to see things are going so well! The client must be thrilled to be loosing employees one by one every month. You were so right in thinking that someone else could do my job better… it’s painfully obvious now.”

I’m not really bitter though. I hated being there and wanted out so bad. I’m SO much happier now. I enjoy my job and the people I work with. I don’t hate going to work every day and I don’t have to talk myself out of calling in sick EVERY morning.

Ok, so today I was thinking about what I wanted to write about and I had SO much to say… and now it’s all gone. I can’t remember any of it.

One Response to “Drunk Club”

Explain the difference in the notary stuff?

Something to say?