Don’t You Want Me, Baby?

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Happy Saturday, friends! How has your week been? Mine has been pretty busy, but relatively uneventful, which is always a good thing. The past few days have left me feeling somewhat glum, my chums, and oh so frustrated with the world…I’m not sure who to blame for pissing in my cereal, but I’ve been feeling like a real chump lately, and I’m not even sure what that word means. Hang on while I look it up. Okay – according to Urban Dictionary (definition #3), a chump is a sucka that tries to act cool, but is really a fool – and tries to act tough, but really isn’t. I will admit that I partially chose that definition because of the rhyming (I roll like Dr. Seuss whenever I can), but also because I think it kind of describes how I’ve been feeling. The last few days have found me feeling out of step with the world around me, like I am a day late and a dollar short for everything (although, truth be told, I’m about $1,000,000 short all the damn time, but me being broke as a joke is a topic for another day)…and I’m not enjoying it. I have spent the past few days trying to make plans with people to keep busy, thinking that if perhaps I fill my time up a bit, these miserable feelings will go away – however, it appears that there is nobody out there who wants me. Sad trombone.

Now, why does it seem that nobody wants to spend time with me? It’s rather sad. There are people that I see from time to time who seem to have a great time when we’re together, but it’s always up to me to initiate the outings – it’s like it never occurs to them to invite me out. Why is that? I want to do an experiment: if I don’t ask people out to do stuff, will they ever ask me, or will they kind of just forget I exist? I’m almost afraid of the results, but I’ve decided to forge ahead with my research (I’m such an academic sometimes) – I will keep you posted on the results. 🙂

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There is no purpose for this cartoon here other than the fact that I find it kind of adorable 🙂 This world needs more adorable 🙂

I seem to feel that a lot of people are indifferent towards me – as if they could take me or leave me…and I find that rather unacceptable, don’t you? Don’t you want somebody to feel passionate about you? Don’t you want someone to do whatever it takes to be with you? I do! I am sure that makes me sound like Meg Ryan in an early 1990s movie, but…so what? It’s okay to compare myself with her from back then because she hadn’t destroyed her face with fillers yet. Speaking of that, yesterday I had the afternoon off to drive my boss to a doctor’s office to have some oral surgery (that sounds dirty) – while I was waiting for her procedure to finish, one of the employees came over to review her discharge directions with me. As we were talking, she offered me a business card for their MediSpa across the hall, and offered me a 25% discount on Botox and a chemical peel. I was SO insulted… first, what a fucking nerve and cheek, right??! I know! Second…did I look that bad? My response to her was that, in the future, if she wishes to drum up business for their MediSpa, they should highlight procedures like laser hair removal, or microdermabrasion, rather than going straight for the Botox and basically calling me an old-looking bitch. How friggin’ rude. I have embarked on a survey, asking those who know me if I do indeed resemble a sea hag, and, if so, when the hell this started. Grrr. Stupid 25-year old wrinkle-free bitch. I will keep you posted on the results of this survey as well. 😉

 

I watched a movie earlier this week – “Lay The Favorite”, based upon the book of the same name (which I wrote about back in July 2011) – here’s what I wrote:  The book “Lay the Favorite: A Memoir of Gambling” by Beth Raymer:

I heard an interview with Beth Raymer on the Sirius Radio show Cocktails With Patrick (afternoon drive – the show is awesome!), and I really thought she was great. She has this way about her that is enchanting and laid back, all at the same time…I dug her. A lot. Anyway, I downloaded her book and read it a few days ago – LOVED it! It’s being made into a movie soon (which is awesome) – here’s the synopsis of the book from Amazon:

It’s hard not to like the breezy, ingenuous voice of this plucky protagonist who proves she’s game for any kind of new experience. Hailing from Ohio, Raymer eventually made her way to Las Vegas when she was 24 and found a lucrative position assisting a Queens-born, Stuyvesant High School-educated gambling operator, Dink Heimowitz. The lovable, irascible, big-bellied Dinky had shucked life as a bookmaker back in New York, having run into trouble, for professional sports gambling; he put Raymer and the other motley staff on the phones setting up bets for all kinds of sports matchups (baseball, football, horse racing, hockey) in order to find a line that gave him an edge. Dinky referred Raymer to a high-flying bookie on Long Island, Bernard Rose, who had his own offshore network. As girl Friday Raymer fetched doughnuts, placed calls, and acted as a runner, making wads of dough, but mostly Raymer cherished working among the assortment of gambling types, the low-end hustlers and misfits she chronicles with evident tenderness.

One of the coolest parts is that it’s a true story, which is beyond crazy… I hope that you’ll give it a read (and see the movie when it comes out!) and support Beth – she’s a cooooool chick, that one. The world needs more of her kind. :)I heard an interview with Beth Raymer on the Sirius Radio show Cocktails With Patrick (afternoon drive – the show is awesome!), and I really thought she was great. She has this way about her that is enchanting and laid back, all at the same time…I dug her. A lot. Anyway, I downloaded her book and read it a few days ago – LOVED it! It’s being made into a movie soon (which is awesome) – here’s the synopsis of the book from Amazon:

It’s hard not to like the breezy, ingenuous voice of this plucky protagonist who proves she’s game for any kind of new experience. Hailing from Ohio, Raymer eventually made her way to Las Vegas when she was 24 and found a lucrative position assisting a Queens-born, Stuyvesant High School-educated gambling operator, Dink Heimowitz. The lovable, irascible, big-bellied Dinky had shucked life as a bookmaker back in New York, having run into trouble, for professional sports gambling; he put Raymer and the other motley staff on the phones setting up bets for all kinds of sports matchups (baseball, football, horse racing, hockey) in order to find a line that gave him an edge. Dinky referred Raymer to a high-flying bookie on Long Island, Bernard Rose, who had his own offshore network. As girl Friday Raymer fetched doughnuts, placed calls, and acted as a runner, making wads of dough, but mostly Raymer cherished working among the assortment of gambling types, the low-end hustlers and misfits she chronicles with evident tenderness.

One of the coolest parts is that it’s a true story, which is beyond crazy… I hope that you’ll give it a read (and see the movie when it comes out!) and support Beth – she’s a cooooool chick, that one. The world needs more of her kind. :)

 

I enjoyed the movie – it was okay, nowhere near as great as the book, but isn’t that usually the way? Don’t go out of your way to catch this one, but if you happen to see it on TV, give it a look…you will not hate it, I’m sure. 🙂 (that sounds like a shitty endorsement of a movie, sorry….it was okay, honest) 🙂

 

How are you spending your weekend, friends? Anything exciting planned???! 🙂

xxx

PS: I’ve been watching a marathon of “The Mindy Project” this morning – that show really is so good, and it just gets better every episode. It is so funny, and relatable, and absolutely smart about women – not even a little bit patronizing. I like that. My love for Mindy Kaling grows every day – if you aren’t watching her show yet, you’d better get on it right away…and if you happen to have hulu+, you can catch up on the first season in its entirety – it’s a really great way to spend a day. 🙂

 

 

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