The One Hundredth

It's my one hundredth post!

I feel like I should have something monumental to write. Like some kind of huge realization, some words of wisdom, the funniest post ever written in all of blogging land. But I really don't have anything like that to say. I just have what is running in my head at the moment.

It's windy outside. Like, "I just might see a Delorean fly by with the Doc and Marty Mcfly" kind of windy. Matty is working until what might as well be next week. I embellish, he's working until like 1 am. I have had a glass of wine (Okay 2...Fine 3) and I am listening to my guilty pleasure iPod mix. Songs of which include Black Eyed Peas "meet me halfway" Shakira "She Wolf" , Golfrapp "oh la la" and Beyonce "single ladies"

I feel fantastic! Uh-oh. I hope this doesn't turn in to a drunk post....

Ehhhh fuck it. Who cares if it does? I wouldn't write anything I would be embarrassed of. Though my spelling might be compromised. That might be kind of embarrassing.

As for my random ramblings...

There's this girl who lives across the street from me. I think she's like 18. She tail gated me on the way home tonight flashing her brights and honking. If I felt then how I feel right now I would have gotten out of my car and bitch slapped her back to her prom. (But then again, if I did feel then like I feel now, I probably would not be driving) She's a brat. A few months ago she left a note on my car asking me not to park by her house because if I parked there she would "have to walk far to get home". I doubt where I parked was even twenty feet from her home. It was nowhere near where she would have parked. What a hoe. I wanted to let all the air out of her tires. Looks like you have to walk far now hooker! Is it bad that I knew I didn't like her even before the note on the car incident cause all she wears is Juicy Catour track suits? SO effing trashy. Once in a while sure, but every day? bleccchhhh.

I had a meeting with the boss lady today. She said I am doing a good job. I still think I will be fired any minute though. I am so superstitious I won't even leave hand lotion in my desk. My co-worker said that my desk looks like I am ready to leave at a moments notice. I told her if she had been laid off three times in a row she would understand why I don't make my desk look lived in.

I cry like a baby when I watch "The Biggest Looser" and those Sarah McLaughlin animal commercials. Tonight was no exception.

The "equal rights" petitioners have been hanging out in front of the Starbucks by my office. I kind of feel like a bad person when they ask if I have time for equality and I say no because I only have ten minutes to buy my coffee. Yes. I admit it. I choose caffeine over equality. But only when I am really tired.

I will be 31 in two weeks and I am more excited about this birthday then when I was going to turn 21.

I have really great friends. I love them so much. I think if they knew how much I liked them they would think I was a weirdo and run away.

Wine is just the best.

Have you heard that song by Florence and the Machine called "Dog Days Are Over"? Damn that's a good song. Listen to it. Listen to it loud. Especially after you have had a few drinks. Love it!!!

LOST starts in 3 months. But I am not as excited as normal cause its the last season. I'm kind of sad. I think I will cry when it ends. I hope it ends really well.

Singing "Oh la la la la ohhhhh la la la " sorry Goldfrapp was on.

I knew I wanted to make movies my whole life. I just wasn't sure in what way. But after seeing "Lost In Translation" and "Punch Drunk Love" I knew that I wanted to be a writer. Funny thing about that is, a year ago I went to a talk with PT Anderson and he said that he was inspired to make films again after seeing "Lost In Translation" and that's when he made "Punch Drunk Love. I felt validated.

If I could move to Italy I would. Even if it meant being homeless. I would be homeless in Italy.

Deep down I know I am better than I think I am. I know I am better then what I think I deserve.

I don't want to work tomorrow. But who does?

I would eat El Pollo Loco or Sushi everyday if given the choice.

I had a dream last night that my teeth were falling out. I hate those kinds of dreams. When I woke up I made an appointment to see my dentist for a long over due teeth cleaning.

That movie "Halloween" still scares the poopie out of me. No matter how many times I see it. Too scary.

There's this token homeless man who wonders around where I work. He is always wearing a parka. Even when its hot out. I wonder where he came from. What were his choices in his life that got him to where he is today. He never asks for money or accepts offers of food.

I heard one of my co-workers use the show "Threes Company" as evidence in an argument to justify a misunderstanding. It made me like him much more.

My Nephew who is 6 is learning Mandarin. He told me that in Chinese bees don't say "buzz buzz buzz" they say "bong bong bong".

I think you have probably had enough of my blogging ramblings. And my wine glass is empty.

What about you guys? Share some ramblings with me.

xoxo
Hannah Banana