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Bengal kitty…

Sheena Jungle Queen

Mum and dad have this Bengal cat. She is a bit of a wahwah whinger but a great thing. I took a video of her with my mobile phone. I’ve linked to it to youtube, there’s no sound - but she was out for a walk with dad.

So much to do.. So little time

Wow has it been busy at work this week.

I had a couple of things to do which required creative energy which I really don’t have right now. So I have farmed one bit off to someone else to handle. I kind of used an old tactic that I used to use when I was a PA. Go to the boss, present the situation, and ask him to prioritise it for me. He didn’t mention names, but did make some round about suggestions. Mission accomplished, and potential for stress has been reduced!

I went out on Thursday last week with people from work, from my team and had a bit to drink. Hadn’t actually drunk THAT much to start with, but the boys did invite some drunk man wearing a fluoro vest to sit with us whilst we were at the pub. He had been drinking Jacks n Coke UDL’s and was very sad and sleazy. He grabbed my hand, looked deeply into my eyes and told me to look into his eyes. That I knew what was right, what I had to do, then he said “I have money too, and you know what that means” and I’m like.. wha? looking for help. One of my mates then looked at me and said, “are you cold?” and quick as a flash I replied, “yes I am” and ripped my hand from his as he was leaning in for the snog *gag* and my mate picked up my bag and asociated umbrellas etc and dragged me off inside.

The drunk dude then wandered over to another table where other co-workers were sitting, and went in to snog the missus of one of them. Her partner then stood up and started roaring at the drunk dude and telling him to leave the pub now. Lots of noise, scared the dude.. who walked around the front, saw me sitting (surrounded by mates) and stared at me through the window. CREEPY.

After he wandered off, we had a sculling competition, and I beat one of the guys in my team by sculling 2 pints of Guinness in less than 3 minutes.  They paid for my next one. I think I had 7 or 8 pints that night. I felt a little seedy the next day but nothing serious, and my mate has had his “man card” revoked. :P Problem with this new workplace is that everyone likes drinking, and ya know, it’s fun.

I might go to the pub again tomorrow :D

postage

I did a wah wah emo post tonight.

I wish I knew what I knew what  I was doing.  :-)

happy happy joy joy

MM is coming!!!

Ticket is booked, I’m so excited. I finally get to see my boy in the flesh after 9 months separation… I have missed him so much!

All I can do is just close my eyes and picture it in my head, now I’m going to be a bit honest here, the times when he’s flown in aren’t all that romantic. We don’t see eachother through the crowds and run slowly to towards the other and wrap arms around each other and snog. In fact the last time he landed, he gave me a quick peck on the cheek, and ordered “quick, get me a breath mint”. His defense to be fair and honestly was quite valid “no toothpaste was handed out on the flight, so he couldn’t have clean teeth”.

To start with, he’s usually not showered for 36 hours due to travel time. So this time I am going to bring the following: toothbrush and toothpaste, washcloth, underarm deodorant. Just so that he can get out of the airport and feel slightly less manky than when he entered it.  He should end up cruising out of the airport with his stuff feeling fairly relaxed. I will be all emotional and trying to contain my eagerness !

I’m happy. :-)

The Angry Dieter

I am suffering so badly from insomnia these days, I know it’s Saturday tomorrow, but I really can’t be bothered with even making an effort to sleep.  Instead I’ve been reading posts from my blog for the last 12 months and wondering how I can stay sane at times. It certainly has been a ripper 12 months.

I admit I’ve been neglecting blogging duties, then after a while, it gets harder to post with guilt. It’s just as well I don’t write for anyone but myself as I’m sure many people who’ve come across my blog would have thought I’ve lost interest. However let’s look on it from the other side, I’ve been blogging close to 8 yrs, and generally that means I’ll be posting for much longer.

Since last yr, I’ve had a birthday, moved twice, seen my boyfriend for 2 months, picked up a new housemate that I am still getting used to, and not sure if I should blog about because I am a hard person to live with too. I’ve changed jobs, working for a bigger company, I’ve already earnt a pay rise and a bonus and been taxed the bejesus out of it. I’m now on my second call centre team! Won a gold star for the week, and I have learnt more about managing people and real adults since I changed companies. I have got the love back for my vocation, I hate the need to play politics, feeling lost in a sea of intrigue and cliques.

My weight is seesawing a bit due to the crap hours at work, so I’m on a new program to get that under control and managed. I’m seeing a counsellor and found a book which I’ve read once (need to read again) on Forgiving and Not forgiving. This should start to help me manage my crazy thoughts and get me through I hope the final phase of getting over my X. I guess in a way, it’s back to my trusty blog/diary and reading through how stressed I was last year, and looking at myself now and seeing that I am actually happy.

I put the title up for my blog as The Angry Dieter to laugh at myself. See, how many of us eat when we are angry or upset? I had a thought last week, that instead of eating when I was angry or upset (yes, I do), I should diet instead. So the Swede and I had a joke about what I needed to do about any anger issues I have, and hence, I came up with my new name, The Angry Dieter. I am thinking about re-naming the blog from Lori’s Cubes, to The Angry Dieter, but I don’t want people thinking this would then be a weight loss blog. Hell, it’s been Lori’s Cubes for so long now, it’s like my favourite pair of jeans that only stay together through sheer will power.

I think I’ll rename it to The Angry Dieter and have a laugh at myself. I should really go to the loo soon. it’s been nearly an hour since the housemate went, and she’s been going every hour almost like clockwork since I got home at 11.30pm last night.

birthday and idiocy

I wrote posts in August, but I wasn’t used to the new blog layout and had them set up as “pages”.

I’ve put them in as posts now.. i’m a twit.

Anyways, getting back to me - I had my birthday last week, turned 35! How awesome is that. No boyfriend here, but we’re still waiting on that. He’s had some family issues of late. and yes, I got drunk on my birthday. It was a little pathetic really - i purchased my only birthday cake piece and put candle in it. I took it to the pub with me and lit it with friends surrounding me and singing happy birthday.

I think I had 5  pints of guiness but I lost count after the shot of vodka.

my parents have given me an $80 voucher for my birthday, my sister is overseas so she emailed me happy birthday and my boyfriend was sick, but he’s much better now.

Still no word on when he can come over, family issues still, but we are thinking sometime in october… i’ll find something humourous to post about later probably..

I’m home sick, can’t sleep but expect to be back at work tomorrow…

more social events..

So with august being a month for social occaisions, I should comment that once again I went out last weekend to watch people from work having fun.

Went to this event @ Challenge stadium where a few companies got involved in rockbands and they had a corporate boardroom blitz competition.

We needed to be bribed by our CEO to go up to the stage when our band hit floor, as we were in cheap seats, we had to pay for our alcohol. I didn’t drink, but I did have some wine, and had a good time overall.

Food was interesting, I have a few pics and I’ll upload them when I get the chance to download them off the phone. They had tiered entrees. First one being some prawns on some kind of semolina base, second tier was random vegies and prosciutto and 3rd tier was asparagus and parmesan.

The mains were lamb ribs with some pumpkin mash, and desert was apple and rhubarb pie! yummeh!

Still no word as to when MM will be coming over. I can wait.

I took his glass engraved cube to work today, now he gazes at me every day!

busy ball time and a tale of puke

I n August, I had a massive amount of work on and a few work functions to attend.

First the ball, I looked hot, wearing black (of course) with red - high heels (omg my feet were killing me) and this awesome red clutch purse.

I got horribly drunk, gasbagged with my old boss for hours on end and ended up at the casino eating a hamburger and puking my guts up from a combo of alcohol but mostly food poisoning the next day. My mate JJ thought that was a laugh - thinking I was such a lady when throwing up.

To be honest, I was feeling sick, I showered, I started to get dressed and then I stood up and went to the bathroom. I drank 2 large glasses of water and then said “J, I am about to throw up” I knelt on the floor, lifted the toilet seat up, pulled my hair back and vomited. Quietly, no retching, just think linda blair stylez puking. I haven’t puked like that since my 21st, and there’s a story about that somewhere in this blog.

We wandered off into Vic park and had a recovery brekky @ Cafe Bella Rosa. J had nasty greasy food, I had pancakes. I went home after that, and slept for a couple of hours before going to mum’s where she fed me sympathy cheesy bacon muffins.

oh boy. I won’t be doing that in a hurry again for sure…

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