Friday, December 15, 2006

After a one day blockage of my blog here at work, I am now back and ready to begin blogging. I still dont know what the hell happened, but at this point who cares.

My xmas party here at the job really wasn't all that bad yesterday. Perhaps it was because I easily had 2 or 3 glasses of wine...and that's being modest. Or maybe it was because the party was from 12:30 to 4pm,and I dipped out at 1:30. Whatever the reason, I found myself having a good time for the hour or so I was in attendance. I got a heaping plate of food, spread some holiday cheer and small talk to the people, and then I quietly dipped out of there back to the safe confines of my office desk. Of course today, people are asking if I was there, and I say yeah you didn't see me?

I may have touched on this before, but I am touching on it again. I am ULTRA competitive..i mean real competitive. I had to lose at anything whether it be sports trivia, a video game, a race, a one-on-one basketball match or anything. Last night, I realized just how competitive I can get. I was clearly getting my ass whipped at scrabble, and my friend tried to grab my hand in a mock affectionate type of way, and I jerked it away and "playfully" slapped her hand(i bet you thought I was going to say her face huh). I crossed the line, and she let me know that I had, but dammit I hate being mocked when I'm losing. When my brother and I were younger, I ripped a Nintendo Game(Double Dribble) right out of the wall, because he was whipping up on me. Of course, on the flip side, if I am winning, I will talk some jive like you've never seen in your life, and enjoy every minute of it. See how ass backwards that is..I need to curb that a bit, but its hard. Like right now, it doesnt look like i'm going to win my fantasy football league, and i'm taking that personally. You know how women say they don't trust a man who doesn't like sports? Well I don't trust anyone who isn't competitive..there's no need to be a fanatic like me, but a competitive streak is an absolute must to me..with men or women.

Good looking out to my main man Kevin who put me on to this Robin Thicke song, I Need Love. I hope this doesn't make me gay and you gayer.


hadassah444 said...

big up to your friend...
must be nice to whoop up on an english major but in scrabble **smiles**

cant believe you ripped it out the wall, hahaha

Jo said...

Oh, so NOW you wanna big up Thick after I been tellin' you about him all along. Why is it that you never believe what I say . . .I feel as though my credibility is being questioned here! Gosh . . .have I been that wrong in the past.

As for the game . . .you mean you were getting whooped while I was talking to you - WHOAH! Would have loved to see that . . .I'll be sure that our games are more or less games of chance so you won't feel bad about loosing! ;o)

AND- how lucky you are to work at a job where you can actually drink three glasses of wine at a holiday party. God I LOVE the government . . .all those tax dollars for liquor at holiday parties. Must be nice. I feel like

I left wet county and entered dry county when I came here. The folks at my job are either non-drinkers or too holy to drink. It sucks. Gone are the days when I could go to lunch and have a Margarita, Mohito, glass of wine, or some other alcoholic beverage. It really sucks! Sometimes you just need a DRINK during a workday lunch . . . it helps you to make it through those last three hours - peacefully and happily!