Tuesday Observations.
*It's really obnoxious when people honk from afar. Now. I'm all for a good honk if you have cut me off, but I think that only directly affected parties should be involved in the honk exchange. If you SEE something 5 cars down that pisses you off, you don't get honking privileges. You then become the asshole. I was in the car with an asshole the other day, and I wanted to melt into the seat I was that embarrassed. It would be like getting into a fight with someone who called your friends, sister's cat, a lazy SOB. Honestly, it's none of your business. The last thing I need is someone out there road- raging on my behalf.
*I don't expect to get a whole lot of sympathy here. But let me tell you. Do you know how UNmotivated to get ANY measureable work done one becomes when they have 12 days of work left for like....A WHOLE FRIGGIN YEAR??? Yeah. How about those TPS reports?
*I am a Pepsi drinker. Not because I love Pepsi products in general, but because I prefer the sweetness of Pepsi to the fizziness of Coke. There is one exception to this rule. McDonalds. There is CRACK in McDonalds coke. THAT 'Coke' is totally different.
*I have been running with Mr. Buck in the neighborhood lately. That 71 year old man can run like Forrest Gump. I had been running regularly for a couple weeks which consisted of a few laps around the neighborhood caul-de-sac for 20mins. I am sure glad I didn't offer to take him on one of my 'routes', because his are ONE HOUR marathon training circuits to Marietta and back. HOLY SHIT.
*We went to JJill and I found an outfit for the rehearsal dinner. (which makes no sense...because I don't have a bridal party and there will be no rehearsing.). There isn't a thing I put on that I didn't want to take home with me. That store is my new obsession. It doesn't hurt too when you have to shop in the 'Petite' section.
Unfortunately I couldn't find the 'bride's new wardrobe' category in the wedding budget. I had to settle (settle?? brat..I know!) for the light khaki linen capris, the white tank-top and the blue sweater top. OMG it is so yummy. I had a hard time choosing between the left sweater and the right sweater. I could never be president. I'm not much of a 'decider'.
I usually want it all. Which works at Taco Bell considering the menu items are typically less than a dollar. At JJill, mmmm, there are no extra value ensembles.
*I found an old IQ test report that had been conducted on me when I was in 5th grade, while we were packing up the house before we moved out. I read it out loud to Vern in the car on the way to work this morning. Here is an excerpt:
'Stella was a very attractive young girl with dark blonde hair who was somewhat small in stature for her age. She was quite friendly and cooperative throughout the evaluation and appeared to try her best on all the tasks presented to her. She stated that she enjoyed being evaluated and seemed to like being challenged by the tasks presented her. She had no problems tolerating frustration and appeared to be generally relaxed and confident. She was quite spontaneous and exhibited good social skills.
There goes on something about how Im good with deductive reasoning and psycho-motor speed, but had a relative weakness in ability to sequence visually perceived events and spatially organize material involving inductive reasoning. My strengths are in reasoning abstractly, both verbally and non-verbally.
Who knew 17 years later I would be discussing these very issues in therapy as they apply to my adult relationships.
But it gets better. Here is my favorite part:
'Stella obtained a full scale IQ of 123 (give or take 3), which lies at the 94th %tile rank and reflects SUPERIOR level of intellectual functioning.'
I told Finance, the next time he starts getting unruly, instead of giving him the hand I'm going to blow up that sentence and stick it on a posterboard and shove it in his face. We wouldn't want him forgetting he is in the presence of Superior Intelligence.
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