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Denver, Colorado, United States
i'm 33. i live with my husband, baby daughter 2 dogs and 1 kitty. i'm a chemical engineer with an MBA and work in technical sales. i tend to bite off more than i *think* i can chew and end up with a full bulging mouth for awhile before i can finally swallow. i thrive in chaos, but strive for order.


and on a more serious note..

si and i broke up a few weeks ago. on jan 12th. actually, we're doing a trial separation that will end this friday. i moved out and am staying with a friend for a few weeks. this week i need to tell him that yes, it's over and my feelings haven't changed. this is going to be very hard to do. but i know it's the right thing. he is a wonderful guy and i will always love him - we just grew apart. and i realized that i wouldn't be happy if i stayed with him, and it wouldn't be fair to him if i wasn't in the relationship 100%.

it's going to be pretty messy, logistically. we have the house.. and a bunch of joint accounts. and since we filed out taxes together last year, we're technically common law married, which means that we might have to file for divorce. i am checking into this to see if there are any loopholes.

leave it to me to have to get a divorce before i have a wedding. because that's just the way everything in my life seems to go. pitfall of being a nonconformist, i suppose.

i saw this the other day and about died laughing!


could it be just what i need?

i have an interview in 3.5 hours for a job that is the exact opposite of what i went to school for.

i didn't go out looking for this job. it just kind of fell into my lap. just part of all the cosmic things that have been happening to me lately due to the new people i've met.

i am excited and nervous. for taking a huge risk. one that will probably make my life as i know it obsolete. and one that will probably make me pretty damn happy. my nervousness lies in justifying my decision to my boss. who will no doubt be pretty unhappy to see me go. and who has been such a fantastic boss that i cringe about having to tell him i'm leaving.

and i can't help but wonder if taking this job will set into motion several new changes that should have happened awhile ago, moving me onto a completely different life path.

it's funny how once you think you have everything figured out, something happens that changes it all. and i love it. i live for those unexpected moments and surprises. predictability and stability don't excite me. i'd rather experience extremes highs and lows and adventures. at least then i have an entertaining story.


yo e-lev-EN!

you know what takes serious talent in vegas?

a) being cut off
b) being told by the craps table pit boss that you need to watch your mouth or you will be escorted out of the casino

i, of course, accomplished both of those on new years eve. because i'm that good*.

and, if you are going to reply to the pit bosses plea to stop the profanity, you better make sure you're tipping the dealers VERY well before loudly slurring "what the fuck do you mean? i can't fucking say 'fuck' in fucking vegas?!? that is the stupidest fucking thing i've ever fucking heard!"

luckily i had that foresight.

and luckily i don't remember most of the night. nearly everything i know has been pieced together by si saying "oh, and you know what ELSE you did? this was great, you....". which is when i say "stop! i don't want to know!"

however, i would like to know what i did to cause the big nasty bruise on my stomach. picture to follow, because you totally want to see it, i know you do.

*also good enough to get kicked out of a hockey game while in college. because it also takes serious talent to be that rowdy.