Uneventful

Last night was pretty uneventful. We went to the work mixer and I got a little buzzed of wine. For free thanks to work. Yeah! Then I headed home after dropping off our reporter friend. Once home, I grabbed my sex and the city dvds and a glass of wine and parked my ass in front of the tv, passing out at 9:30pm. So sad. It was good I got some much needed rest and relaxation because this weekend should be packed full of debachery and fun. My two best friends are heading into town to spend my favorite holdiay with me....Fourth of July. I am completely obsessed with fireworks. They amaze me. I am getting so excited I can barely work. I am throwing a huge bar-b-que beach bash with my friends on the penninsula tomorrow. There should be plenty of posts and pics following the long weekend. I might try to sneak one in on Monday.

Time of Recovery

I am trying to recover. Partying kicks my ass sometimes. My ankle is still a little swollen and I am using Rachael's phone from the 80's. It is a pretty ancient phone. My sister is supposed to be getting a razr for me, which is kinda exciting. I might actually look sleek and sophisticated for once. I am heading to a work event after work today. At least the drinks are free. I have to drink to make me forget about the unfortunate events of the beginning of the week. Then, we'll see where the night takes me. I will have some great stories after this weekend. My two best friends from high school are coming to visit for the fourth. I will be a weekend of debachery and memories. I can't wait.

BTW-I am going on a lunch date tomorrow with the 38 year old. Hey, you never know.

Slimy Men and a Swollen Ankle

So last night I headed out for my friend Katie's Birthday. We started at Mutt Lynch's, a bar on the beach in Newport, so we could watch the sunset. Well, I was late and missed the sunset. I should have just gone home then, but no, I stayed. The night only got worse. We headed to El Ranchito. On the way, I somehow was walking, yes walking, in the grass and rolled my ankle. Ouch. El Ranchito has Taco Tuesdays to die for and boy did I deserve a taco by this time. Except, the place also encompasses the slimiest men in the OC. We are talking majorly slimy. I was actually hit on by a guy who had previously hit on me on Saturday night. Wow! Guys seriously can't remember who they hit on three days prior? Genius.

After partying it up at Taco Tuesday hell, we headed over to another local watering hole known as Sharkeez. Any of you who read my blog regularly know I have frequented this bar many times. Many. It has gone down hill since then. I decided to make the best of it, grab the corona salt shaker and belt out the 80's tunes playing in the background with my friend Bulgaria. See below:


Right after this picture was taken, I so kindly dropped my cell phone in my beer. Not smart. Only the 8 and 3 keys work. I think the star key works too, but who the hell ever uses the star key? My phone options are now limited to Rachael and thank God my sister. I can only recieve calls from others. No calling out. It is torture. I decided it was then time for me to go home. I turned around to say goodbye to my friend Jon, knocked his beer slightly, and the whoel thing spilled in my purse. I must have done something bad recently to deserve this highly comical karma.

It Doesn't Get Better Than Beer and Peanuts

at a baseball game! I went to the Angels game with my roommate last night. The guy she is dating took us, as well as his best friend who I now believe has a full blown crush on me. Most of you would say go for it Jen.

My question comes in here....how old is too old for you? Most people would say if you like someone, you should date them no matter how old they are. I would definitely go for this new rule, except a huge seperation in age brings on new questions. Will we have anything in common after a few years? This guy is more than 15 years older than me. I am just contemplating this since it is the first time I have even considerated dating someone more than 8 years older than me. That is normally my cut off. I am just going to take it one day at a time, but I think I will continue to go after the guys closer to my age. Even though they are immature, I am in no rush to grow up and settle down. And that is something I think M would like to do.

Anyways, back to the game. After drinking way too many beers on the way to the game, we arrive at Angels stadium to a packed crowd and some hot Colorado players. I am an Angels fan and felt I have had to support them since I live here now. If I want to be a true OC citizen, I better support their sports teams. But man, Colorado had some hotties. I drunkenly entertained my roommate by yelling at the outfielder the whole time. Since we were seated in the second row, I know he heard me. I even caught him laughing a few times. We had a blast. I definitely enjoy baseball games. I just love attending games in general. It doesn't matter what sport.

And the icing on the cake took place on our way back to the car. We were just in time to catch the fireworks show at Disneyland. Gosh I love the OC.

Worldy Donation

THIS is honestly what the world is all about. I wish there were more people in the world like him.

I have been thinking about donating my time lately. I am currently looking for a charity that will work for me and make me feel like I am doing something valuable. I love animals and the environment, or working with children. We will see. Buffet definitely inspired me to go out there and make it happen, instead of just talking about it. Thanks for being such an inspiration to our world.

Paying Too Much For Car Insurance?

How many of you have ever wanted to do THIS?

BELGRADE (Reuters) - A Serb man set his car on fire when he heard how much he had to pay to reclaim it after it was towed away for illegal parking.

An attendant told the daily Press the man was very calm.

"He went to his car, took a few things then opened the hood and set the engine on fire. When it was well ablaze he got back on his bike and rode off."

Genius. Genius I tell ya!

My Sister's Birthday in a Nutshell

One Shot of Jack: $4

A Plastic Cock: $15

A Giant Jager Sign (Our Favorite Drink): $35

My Little Sister Drunkenly Passing Out On A Hot Guy After Drinking All Afternoon: PRICELESS


We had a blast. We had a big bar-b-que with all her friends at my dad's house in Vegas. I honestly am so lucky to have her for a sister!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MITCH!!

Getting Paid...and hopefully laid

So my unmotivation paid off.....I got promoted on Friday. Yeah for me!

Summer Soltice

Happy Summer Soltice to everyone. Today is the longest day of the year. You all better be out there enjoying every moment of it. I took a much needed break from blogging and just about everything. I went home for my little sister's birthday in vegas last weekend. It was fun. I will be posting pictures tomorrow.

Last week, I relaxed on my couch and watched a ton of Sex and the City. I was sick, and kept getting sick because I never stopped. I have begun dating, which is turning out to be a lot more interesting and enjoyable than I once imagined. There are a ton of great guys out there. I just never knew where to look. You will get to hear some pretty funny stories in the near future.

In honor of the horrid basketball game last night, I leave you with a quote from my friend G-Money:
Jen: Why the hell is Mark Cuban clapping and smiling when his team just lost?
G-Money: Mark Cuban is not even really upset. He is probably thinking right now, oh well, I will just have to buy the Heat.

Thanks G-Money for the laugh.

Let The Motivation Come!

What do you do when you have no motivation at work? Where do you derive that much-needed motivation from?

I have been struggling since this morning to become motivated. I have even pictured myself getting fired from my job and packing my stuff up. Nothing works. I have absolutely no motivation. I keep peering out my co-workers window wondering how the hell I can begin to get in the grove today. I am sick from partying all weekend and last week way too hard. I have this horrendous cough and the sniffles. What I really want is to be cuddled up, at home in my bed in a pair of extra large sweats and a wife beater tank top.

But no. I am at the office. I have filled out four surveys on myspace, gotten up for tea every hour and ate every tootsie roll in the container. I am now almost out of things to do but work. We bill our time hourly and this is totally hurting my daily billing. Does anyone else have days like this?

I have taken the week off from going out and partying. Yesterday, I went to the gym, watched sex and the city for two and a half hours and fell asleep. I dreamt about dancing at Blue Beet for 80's night. It is sad I can barely take a week off and relax. I get so bored at home I have to either clean or work out. Otherwise, I will eat myself out of house and home from boredom. I am pouring myself a glass of wine tonight. It is much needed after this day full of lack of motivation.

Ducks in a Row

Last night I grabbed a book and headed to the beach for some R&R (rest and relaxation). I began reading a new book titled How to Shape Up Your Life, which Shape Magazine sent me after I was published in the magazine after writing about how to be organized. I guess I felt like I needed to shape up my life, although I think I am going to begin reading something else tomorrow.

Anyways, I am fully engrossed in the book at the beach during the sunset when I look up and see this..........

These ducks had no fear whatsoever. They came right up to my blanket. I looked around to see if anyone else was witnessing this crazy event. Besides some people in the background far away, there was no one around. Thankfully I was carrying my camera. They hung out with me for a while, actually sitting on my blanket. I am now changing my name to the Duck Whisperer.

I leave you with this question....Do ducks normally hang out by the beach?

Memo

To all the lovely women in my life who keep getting back together with your loser boyfriends after you break up....

Quit calling me to bitch about it when you do your round two break-up because I could care less.

Just had to get that out of my system. Thank you.

Drunk Volleyball

We threw a huge bar-b-que yesterday at the pool to welcome me to my new apartment complex. It actually just gave us a reason to drink beer, swim and play drunk volleyball, which I totally love. The bar-b-que turned out great. My roommate is a little older than me and I always wondered if our friends would get along. Yesterday, it was proven to work perfectly. Her hot older friends who were men were totally admired by my younger, single girlfriends looking for guys who actually listen and don't act like complete idiots (see post below).

We partied by the pool for a while and made amazing burgers on the grill. I enjoyed flirting with Fun Bobby, now known as Hot Bobby to me. A volleyball player and just down right fun guy all around, Bobby was some nice eye candy for me all day. After drinking for a few hours during the afternoon, we brought everyone to the sand volleyball court in the complex for some hot competition. We decided on a drink after every two points rule. I ended up having the time of my life. The game got slowly worse as we began getting too drunk to actually hit the ball back and forth over the net for more than 3 rallies.

Do you ever have those days where you lay in your bed before you fall asleep and think, gosh, today was a ton of fun? After breaking up with Paul, I was worried about making new friends and really moving on. The funniest thing is that has not been the case at all. The break up was definitely for the better, and the new friends I have made have been amazing. I actually have an abundance of new people to hang out with. People who are all truly great people. I feel so lucky. I have an amazing new roommate who I totally adore, and I am truly at a point of supreme happiness....well, men aside. I don't think people really stop and enjoy the great times in their life, and only really think about everything when their life is going shitty. That is not my case right now. I am stopping and enjoying the happiness. It is wonderful.

Classic OC Gem

So we are out at the bar last night and I heard a classic line from a drunken Orange County guy that needs to be shared with the world.....

Drunk OC Guy: I may not have a big dick, but I make a mean plate of pasta.

Wow. Ladies, these are the type of men I have to choose from. Thank you, Orange County, for yet another laugh.

Memorial Day Weekend (only a week late)

My Memorial Day weekend was spent in Chicago attending my cousins wedding, single. Paul was supposed to attend, but we all know how that went. The wedding ended up being a blast, thanks to my drunken Irish family. They are amazing. A few reasons my family is so crazy:





I also got the chance to attend my first Cubs game at Wrigley Field. It was such a great experience. Everyone should do it once in their lifetime!

Q&A Answers

So I feel like I feel off the Earth and I totally apologize. I am finally here to answer your questions:

ANNE asked:
Q:
What was the name of your imaginary friend as a kid?

(This of course assumes you had one...)

:)

A:
Well I had to consult the father for this question and he informed me I talked to an imaginary friend named Scooter for like two years. Then my sister was born and I just hung out with her all the time. Scooter. I wonder where I got that name from.


LIZ asked:
Q:
What is your favorite early childhood memory?

A:
My favorite childhood memory and first memory of me and my sister is when she was only like eight months old, I used to climb into her crib and sleep with her. My mother used to come in and yell at me for doing this thinking I would smother her in my sleep, but the first time I did it, I remember laying there and petting her back for what seemed like forever at that age. I loved sleeping with her even though we both barely fit into that crib. We are still really close to this day.


DUSTIN asked:
Q:
am I boring online?

lol

A:
No, Dustin I think you are quite interesting. I just starting reading your posts a few weeks ago though. You should try asking this question again in a few months. I will let you know if it changes.

K asked:
Q:
Any 'what if' moments that you'd care to share?

example: what would have happened if I did this?

A:
There are so many ways I could go with this question. I am going to go with what if I would have never left Las Vegas. Besides the fact that I would probably doing PR at a hotel, I would probably be partying a whole lot harder and would definitely have a different life. Moving to Orange County has allowed me the chance to really grow as a person and forced me to go out and make new friends. I have also gotten the chance to do a lot more outdoorsy things which I love, like hiking, running on the beach and playing beach volleyball. It is good I did not settle in Vegas and allowed myself to get out and explore what else the world has to offer me.

MARCIA asked:
Q:
What's your favorite pair of shoes that you own?

A:
I owe the most amazing silver heels. HERE they are, on the left, for all of your enjoyment. I am obsessed with these Colin Stuart shoes. They are amazing!