Friday, March 29, 2002
Ok...now I'm mad...Purple Rain is coming on at 7:30 tonight on BET...and I'm going to freaking Daytona...the moral is..I love traveling when it's me and like one other person
;o)
but all this family shit is like soooo unecessary and stuff. Well, everyone have a good weekend for me. I'll be up in Embassy Suites sitting on a bed with my arms crossed and a frown on my face...they better have the damn food network....
.: posted by Princess Portia 7:11 PM
I'm back from outer space!
Dang, where have I been? I don't even know. What I do know is that I'm so so so so sore, Strawberry Boost energy shakey thingies kick ass, and I'm going to Daytona for the weekend...geez, I've been traveling a lot. Orlando was fun last weekend. I played, "house." Umm..stop. I love Outlets, they area absolutley God's gift to me...and a couple of other people. So after this weekend I'lla ctually stay local and rekindle some friendships that I've been neglecting...or I'll just stay local and be anti-social and do laundry and fun stuff like that. Hmmm...
On a semiserious tip. I have an issue. You kow what?!?ever mind..I'm not going there.
Ok...
Well Happy Easter to all who acknowledge the holiday.I miss being 7 and 8 and having the little frou frou easter dresses, candy curls, and big ass Easter baskets, and Easter speeches and church where the 2 year olds just say, "I just came to say, Happy Easter Day!." Hee hee. Umm.. Since I'm trying to make up for a week's worth of posts in one day I will type this sentence as a space filler. There. You. Go. Hee.
Something else, I had a weird, weird, weird, almost too real dream about someone I don't associate with anymore. It was one of those,"..damn I need to call and make sure they're not dead," moments. But I didn't call, email, or anything. Sad part is, I get nauseaous just thinking about coming off like I care. Because in honesty, if I found out the person died, I would just be disappointed that I didn't go to the funeral. That's not harsh is it? i mean, maybe I mean it in a super sweet, "so I can pay my respects," kind of way...maybe..."i'll never tell!" BWahahahaaha!
Just found out I have to pay to go on a "family trip" that's some radish ass shit. ok, I just made up that radish thing...but I think I like it...hopefully I w on't forget it. But yeah...I don't mind traveling with my fam even though that means no ass and no inebriation, but even though I'm far from broke, (right now...) that doesn't mean that I want to spend my money on some trip that I know is going to be nauseating. Basically, I have an older sister who is whiny, complainey, and basically stuck up, who makes every trip like this about her, though that couldn't be any farther from the truth...ooh I just had an idea of a clearer way to explain this:
THE 3 OF US:
Oldest, Shana: the stuff I said before, plus she's a nurse, 31, works some funkdefied hours, has an 8 y/o son, a man-whore, and an annoying ass co-dependent best friend. My mom had her pretty young, so they have a good relationship, though sometimes it seems more like, "friends."
Middle, Me, Portia: the quirky, brainy, "full of potential" middle child. Wait...before I go on about myself, let me just tell you, this is based on research...not just my observations...for real...ok, carrying on..I'm the smartest, the most outgoing, the anti-social one, but the one relatives always ask about. We'rea ll pretty..so that's not an issue, but I'm also the tallest, and my dad was a genuis/rock star...no, seriously...
Youngest, Sierra Sierra is almost 8, beautiful, joined at the hip with my mom, and spoiled beyond belief. She has the best hair out all of us...well at least the curliest, I think mentally she's just average..I mean I starting reading when I was 3/4, I was walking at 8 months, but she was a little later than I...umm..what else...she's a lot more "diverse" (read:exposed to ghetto children) than my sister and I ....well I were at her age, and she's just spoiled and pretty and chubby...that's about it..
Ok, I'm finished. I've typed a novel, gave you a glimpse into my family life, and helped you pass some time....you WILL be billed. Meow.
.: posted by Princess Portia 1:48 PM
Tuesday, March 26, 2002
UMMMMM
these quizzes crack my shit up....
I took this one, and I tried to post the banner...but it didn't show up right...basically it said I was 57% slut. Greaat...super...fabulous...
Don't ask me why I thought I would share my results...hmm maybe because I don't take it seriously..haha that was fun..my weekend was fun, I'll get into that later though....payce!
.: posted by Princess Portia 3:06 PM
Friday, March 22, 2002
the plans..
Naps work wonders on my mood. Until I get to work. But I'm not going to waste another post on big boy...it's FRIDAY! I am officially a member of the gym at my job now. Let's see how long this lasts! Ok, seriously though...they have the pretty aerobic room with all of the mirrors, so I can get all "FAME!" in there. Flashdancer even..."I can feeeeeeeeeeel it!!" A little 80's for you right quick. Ok. It's Friday. Oh. We already established that. ALREADY BABY! Ok..I'm trippin. I'm supposed to be going to "O," this weekend and babysitting my best friends apartment. But the other half of my plan won't be able to confirm until later this evening; and I'm the type that NEEDS confirmation, or else I start getting all anti-the-initial-plans. Basically, pessimistic. I used to be from the school of, "I don't make plans because they always fall through," which is VERY true..but at the same time, if I don't make plans, I'll end up not doing anything, whereas if I make plans and they don't work out, I'm at least still motivated to do something. If all else fails I'lls till go to Orlando, drink, and sexually harass all of Tiffany's neighbors on the basketball court...heh heh heh. Well cross your fingers for me...I hope everything goes as planned...
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:41 AM
Thursday, March 21, 2002
may I retire now?,
ok..I've decided to delete this post..
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:20 AM
Monday, March 18, 2002
man whores & more!
Ok...I spent 90% of my weekend on interstates and freeways and such...but it still kicked ass. $16.00 suites on naval bases kick ass. Swimsuits that fit fabulously kick ass. Noon checkout times are decent. Watching the Discovery CHannel and Animal planet while drunk off of 1 "super strongarita" from applebees at 1 am kicks ass. My friend in Jacksonville kicks ass. This weekend kicked ass..Having training all but 2 hours on monday in lieu of working kicks ass too..
There's this phenomenon that never fails:
Ok, I don't know if it only applies to me..but I doubt it...
The moment I like someone enough to "wife" them. (I know I'm talking about guys, but "husband them sounds ugly...and I'm trying to be diverse and use slang I hear in those garbage ass hip pop songs..haha) Or shall we say allow them to be referred to as something other than a man whore; all of a sudden a Portia Fan Club is founded, and everyone who has ever been graced with my presence (well most) realize that life is not worth living without me, and if I won't be theirs they won't wake to see tomorrow....
ok..maybe not that drastic...but you get what I'm trying to say. But it's like "ummm where were you when I wasn't in my man-whore phase and I might have actuallly wanted some kind of extended association?"
The same thing happens with jobs. The minute you get hired at one..the other 5 hundred places you sent your resume all call and offer you a job that same day. All paying "just a little bit more"than the last...oh the irony of my life...this is why I try to stick to man whorage...so much more drama free..
.: posted by Princess Portia 7:20 PM
Friday, March 15, 2002
Ok, don't ever read reviews on your car right before you go on a road trip..that's just asking for an excuse to be paraniod. My car has been ok...It seems a little quirky when I drive over 80 (which I really should't be doing in a residential area anyhoo!) But other than that and the tires (I'm getting 2 new ones today!) It's just fine. But when you read angry reviews from other owners...just doesn't make for good vibes. Just a friendly little word o advice.
On less stressfull notes. I"M GOING TO JACKSONVILLE!! Yay! Wait, maybe I shouldn't type that yet...don't want to jinx anything...nahh I don't believe in getting jinxed. Umm yeah. I'm treating myself to a new CD so I don't lose my mind on this 4 hour trip. Sooo have a wonderful weekend, I will. Have fun, be careful, brush your teeth, comb your hair, and don't forget your underwear!
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:58 AM
Thursday, March 14, 2002
over hung and other cooties
Ok, went out last night, virtually drama free...I got lost, but that doesn't count...so nah! It's very rare that I get a hangover, but today was like, whoaaaaaaaa! So I have consumed like mad water. 2 quarts and counting. I had so much to post earlier, but when my stomach started feeling rather aciduous (is that a word??) I had to go on a hunt for a vacant lavatory. Yeah...I had a monster. A Bacardi Limon` and Absolut Monster...vicious thing it was. And I REALLY hate going potty in public. Especially when it's to deliver a monster. And my monster attacked around lunch time, so all the old chick were in the bathrooms talking about the latest issue of Good Housekeeping. That sucked. I almost died. But I'm ok now, and all is well, and I'm all prepared for my Jacksonville/Savannah exscursion where I shall partake in green ale with those of the Irish persuasion. Umm..already baby. That reminds me of a story that I'm too tired to tell. Ok...have to go drink more water.
.: posted by Princess Portia 5:27 PM
Wednesday, March 13, 2002
"come on be my baby tonight!" Heehee. Ok, I'm having anxiety. I'm supposed to be going out tonight. The last time I went to a club in Tampa there was drama (as usual.) So I'm lie, oh goodness." But I feel like dancing, so I'm going to go. What to wear...ahh..I'm not even going to think about that aspect of it. Ok, I don't want to talk about that anymore. I'm trying to not get excited about my weekend because EVERY TIME I do...it ends up deflicted. I need a new video card. I was thrilled because my computer has all kinds of pretty psychadelic colors on it, but then I found out that that's a bad thing. Wait, side note on italics. I know I've been typing to long when I go to write something, and I want to put emphasis on a word, so I write the italics html code. That's sick. But yeah...my video card...the other night (last night too) i couldnt resize my desktop any larger than the 600something by 480. That's sick. (I need to stop saying that!) Come on be my baby tonight! Oh..umm sory. But yeah, so I opened up my computer and analyzed stuff, and did some other smart techie stuff, and it's fixed! I still have psychadelic colors just because I need a new card, but a good one is like around 100, and that's ummm sick. BUt the moral of this post is I'm going to put a video card on my wish list, and maybe, just maybe someone will buy me one...
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:14 AM
Tuesday, March 12, 2002
You are now seeing a perfect example of my attention span. When was the last time I updated? Like Friday? That's bad. It's almost Friday again! (I wish!) I'm going to J this weekend, then Vannah (savannah) for some St. Patrick's Day party. I so don't know what to expect. I've never ben to a St Pat's party...outside of happy hour at Bennigans. And the fact that I'm traveling all the way to Georgia for this party makesit even more mysterious. But oh well..I'm daring, I'm brave, I'm spontaneous and blah, blah, blah. Maybe I'll have green beer. I know I have to wear green, which is an issue all in itself. But I don't know if I get dressy night clubbish, or denim barrish...hmmm. I don't know if any girls even look at my page besides my best friend, but I need help. Ok, that's it.
.: posted by Princess Portia 8:48 AM
Friday, March 08, 2002
The way to Portia's heart is through her mailbox. Not my INBOX, my mailbox. And I don't just mean send me GIFTS...I like letter and mail and stuff. (Non Bills Mail!) Just an FYI...well ok, not really to my heart, but it's a good way to make me smile, the route to my heart is a little more scenic, but hey...it's a start!
.: posted by Princess Portia 5:19 PM
Thursday, March 07, 2002
things I know about myself
I've learned a lot about myself the past couple of months. I like people a little more than I thought I did. I am capable of going more than a week without having sex. I would rather love someone that I could never realistically have a relationship with. My best relationships are the ones where they love me more, I love them less. I have to be drunk to be able to tolerate a night club environment. I have domestic tendencies. I want to get married one day. I have nice teeth. When I'm a friend to someone, I'm a great friend. I'm sensitive. I'm sarcastic. I don't like quiet guys. I don't like passive guys. I like being girly. The decision to persue a career as a food critic was a wise one. Short guys are attracted to me. I like guys who like attention. Man-whore and asshead are two of my favorite words. I'm good at getting what I want because I'm not afraid to work for it. Materialism nauseates me. I'm silently judgmental as hell. I tend to underestimate the impact I have on others lives. I'm good with words. My family believes in me. I should and WILL be rich. I can still dance. My broad taste in music is a good thing. I have more clothes than a lot of people. My dog kicks all ass. I am Portia.
Woohoo that was therapeutic!!!
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:17 AM
Wednesday, March 06, 2002
training while in caffeine withdrawal
Coffee is good..not having to do any work for 4 hours while getting paid is great...listening to a monotone man who is babbling about information completely irrelevant to you...not the best. But as I mentioned, it can be so bad because I'm sitting here doing this, while he talks about things that in no way relate to my job, or the programs I use at work. So...umm..yeah...
I didn't have a chance to add to this on 3/6 so today 3/7 I'm saying this:
Right after I closed out of IE (when I finished my random for the day,) A coworker that was sitting to my left was addressed by a peer sitting to his left. The peer...we'll call him, "the prick." asked my co-worker, "are you here for the training, or to surf the internet?" (Note: I always hate when people at work say "surf the internet" in a tone that always implies PORN it's so silly.) But so my coworker, we'll call him, the guy who shouldn't even be in this training because it has nothing to do with his job. (like myself) So he responds, "both." Because he is a very sarcastic individual. SO the "prick," looks at my coworker's screen,and it's at the Verizon Wireless website, and he's like, "you know we're not supposed to use outside email. (Note, my company has BLOCKED all of the websites they don't want us to have access to! The most recent (damn them!) HOTMAIL...ugh.) So my coworker scoots closer to this guy (did I mention his Russian accent..the prick that is..which made this whole scene more etertaining, because my coworker is Afghanistanian..I know thats not the right way to say it...but it's cute.) ok, so he scoots closer, and says, "Who ARE you?" you know, implying that this guy has the same grade level (our term for rank) as my coworker, which makes him out of place even starting this crap. The "prick" stutters and is like, "well you're distracting me!" (Note: The Prick is sitting to the left [in front] of my coworker, so he SHOULDN'T be looking back, because the trainer is at the front of the room.) So My coworker scoots closer and says," the class is that way." So the prick says, "who's your supervisor?" And my coworker says, "I'll tell you later, you're distracting me." The prick huffs and puffs and turns back towards the trainer. This was quality entertainment guys. I thought I was about to die in this training class, having to look like I was busy even though they were training on crap I would never need to know. Just thought I would share some inter-ffice drama with ya. ;o)
.: posted by Princess Portia 10:15 AM
Monday, March 04, 2002
If you're going to be judgemental, do it nicely
I have this rule...
Wait, let me give you more background...
I will own my meaness. I have no problem talking about people. Scratch that. I have no problem talking about people I have no problem judging people, as long as it's not out loud...that's just mean. But that rule I have states that whenever I think something mean/judgemental about someone, I have to also say (umm think) something nice/positive. Sometimes this is challenging, but since I acknowldege the fact that it's not exactly right to be walking around thinking mean things about people (I'm not perfect!) this is how I rationalize.
EXAMPLE:
**walking to the cafeteria at work**
Ok, this chick walks by me with the old school come with creases khakis (greenish), A red kindergarten teacher sweater, white socks..(very visible due to the non-capri capri length pants) and BLACK LOAFERS! So the first thing that comes to my head is, "yichikichidee OW!" (my Micheal Jackson sound). So now that I've made a derogatory thought about this broad, I have to think something nice. So...I think, "Well she looks nice and warm!"
So there you go, I thought something mean, so I thought something nice. Reciprocity baby...or not.
.: posted by Princess Portia 4:02 PM
Sunday, March 03, 2002
Ever wonder what truly amazing people are doing early sunday morning???
Quizzes like this...I wonder about myself sometimes...so I'm going back to sleep now.
.: posted by Princess Portia 9:12 AM
Friday, March 01, 2002
I FOUND A PICTURE OF IT!!!!
.: posted by Princess Portia 2:01 PM
I am really suprised at the length of time my tea-obsession is lasting. I've actually finished an entire box! anyone else who does things compulsively like I do knows that this is a major accomplishment. Usually, how it works, I like something, in this case tea. Green tea to be specific, and I do mad research on this interest...you know, it's origination, what it's compatible or best mixed with etc. Then I go out and et all of the perfect accesories for this tea (honey, that tea leaf thingy, a cute tea pot so I can have AUTHENTIC tea, and so on.) And then after gettinga ll of this CRAP, drinking about 2 cups of tea, declaring my hate for honey as a sweetener. I switch to coffee, pepsi product, or water. One time it was even a citrus phase. I'm talking all I would eat was tangerines, oranges, or grapefruits. Woohoo! Did that cause me some stomach drama...ha. So this is why I'm so proud of myself for drinking a whole Celestial Seasonings green Tea variety sampler pack thingy. Because my attention span sucks, I fear commiting to one drink (???) and I "WON'T SETTLE!" Umm...yeah...ok..have a beautimous weekend. I know I will.
<3 Princess Portia
.: posted by Princess Portia 10:04 AM
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