Horrible Professor

I have never in my life had a Professor that was so unhelpful, so unforgiving, so inconsiderate, so, so,, UUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

A teachers job is to teach the student, right? Well, that means when the students asks a question the teacher provides sufficient help, right? Well this teacher deciedes to tell the student that there is nothing she can do for the student and why should such student recieve perferential treatment?

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!!!???!!!!!! SERIOUSLY!!! BITCH IT'S YOUR FUCKING JOB TO HELP ME!!!!

I post the formatt of a chart she required us to prepare. I asked if the chart was what she was looking for. She then said that I was the student and it was my job to complete the assignment and she wasn't going to do it for me.

Umm... I understand that and never once did I ask you to do the assignment for me, I simply requested a yes or no answer to the formatting of the chart...

First Gig

Oh my! I had absolutely nothing to be worried about! My first job went great! The people who provided the alcol didn't provide anything but alcohol and they only ordered the basic package from us. So, I made a lot of Vodka Tonics, Rum and Coke, etc...

It was the reception for an East India couple and I absolutely LOVED them! I am completely and utterly jealous of how beautiful the women are and how gorgeous they look in their gowns (I'm sure there is a technically correct term but I am unaware of what it is), their silk smooth hair and how comfortable they are showing their bellies, even if they are 10 pounds heavier than they should be.

The Bride's Father kept trying to get me to have a drink with him, which is a BIG BIG no no! lol... but I kept making his drink and at the end of the night he hooked us up with a bottle of wine. Which me and the roommate polished off last night (it was really, really good!!!) along with another bottle of cheap resling.

Butterflies are Ugly

So, I have my first job as a bartender tomorrow and I am nervous as hell! I have had butteflies in my stomach since yesterday afternoon... I haven't been behind a bar since June and (with the exception of the 4th of July) I haven't made any drinks, other than a Cape Code, since then either... So, I just spent the last 3 hours studying my drink recipes for drinks I can make on the alcohol provided...

I feel a little bit more confident that I will do okay.

So, it's a wedding and I really don't want to mess it up... There will only be one bar for this gig and 2 bartenders, myself and another girl. She knows what she is doing because she's been doing in for awhile and I talked to her yesterday and she seemed really sweet. I think she will be helpful.

I can only hope that no one throws me a drink that I have no idea how to make. If this happens my fall back is to say, "I've made this drink a few different way before, how do you like it made?" With my luck they're going to say, "Uh, it's rum and coke." lol...

I have a lot to do tomorrow:

Iron Uniform
Buy black shoes
Buy black socks
Costco
WalMart
Chiropractor
Tonya's
Gas Station (Ice for job)

Plus...

Cleaning and homework - OH! And I have to eat sometime in there!

Relief

At first I was dreading taking 2 economic classes at the same time, Principles of Microeconomics and the Principles of Macroeconomics. However, after 10 horrible, grueling, and demanding weeks of Research and Evaluation (Statistics), I am quickly finding my economics class a HUGE relief. It is nice to back on a subject that actually applies to my profession.

I still dislike economics. This could possibly change in the next 5 week considering the circumstances. Maybe I just previously took the classes at the wrong time.

Blondes?!? Eww...

Blondes!?! Eww…

I absolutely HATE blondes with a burning passion.

I hate blondes who die there hair brunette and I hate brunettes or redheads that die there hair blonde!

I hate them on sight; I don’t even give them a chance. I see a blonde, former blonde, or wannabe blonde and I’m disgusted; it’s almost as if my gag reflexes immediately go off and I start chocking on my own spit – a much better feeling then actually having to converse with a blonde.

Where in the world does this come from? There is a simple and reasonable explanation.

We all know that when things happen when we are 5 it’s not a huge deal. I am referring to those “sand box” marriages where you are married and divorced in a week.

Well, ever since 3rd grade, any guy I have ever liked, wanted to date, or kind-of, sort-of started to date but never made it official has “left” me for a skinny, ugly, blonde. I’m not looking at them with an evil eye either. They truly where all ugly.

I can name off every guy and even the names of the blonde girls they decided to pursue instead of myself.

It’s the story of my life. Christie likes guy, guy likes blonde skinny, ugly blonde girl. I’m use to it by now. However, that is where my hatred towards blondes stems!

The New Roomy

Okay so Friday I moved into my new place! Well it is an ongoing thing because I am really lazy and still don't have everything that I need, lol...

Anyways, I think that I made a good decision moving out here. My roomate is really cool, and will prove to be a great friend, emphasis on the friend! He has divulged more information in the recent week and it appears he is quite the man whore. A big turn off, he went from a 7 to a 5 just because of that...

We went and saw Eagle Eye Friday night, I was up WAY past my bedtime! Not a bad movie; although, I don't think that I would recommend it.

Saturday I woke up early to head off the Kick-Off meeting for Pourmasters. By the way, if any of you are in the Phoenix/Metro area and in need of a bartender they are KICK ASS group so I would give them a call!

Then, moved over some more stuff, but also went paintballing with the new roommate and some of his friends. HAD A BLAST!!! It was so much fun. Then more friends came to the house, we had a BBQ, and hung out by the pool... He ended up inviting 3 of his lady friends over, who don't know about each other and it was very interesting to watch how the events played out... I was very smitten with myself once I got the evil eye from them all because I barely know him and live there and they all silently wished they could be his girl!

Did I mention that 2 of them were blondes! I hate blondes!!! For some reasons I shall explain later...

An Update

- My roommates husband started coming around so I made a decision to move out. I found someone renting out a room, met up with him and now I get the luxury of living in North Scottsdale. I move on the 1st.
- I finally got my windows tinted.
- Now, that I know I am not going to be living at Tonya’s much longer I am actually starting to like her husband, he isn’t a bad guy.
- My boss gave me tickets to the Diamondbacks game against the Giants. I went with Tonya and her husband, Darren. We had a blast but left early because it was on Thursday and we all had to work so we were tired.
- My new roommate is really down-to-Earth. He is a nice guy and has 2 cats, so you know he is a good person.
- I got a part-time job (in addition to my full-time job) working for a private catering company as a bartender! I can’t wait to start that! Orientation is on Tuesday!

Gabriel Iglesias Kept it Clean

For the second week in a row Gabriel Iglesias performed at the Tempe Improv theater and for the time ever he performed for a PG-13 audience.

We all know that comedy is funnier when it is performed with a "naughty" or "bad boy" edge. However, Gabriel and his openers put on a great day time show for both the adults and kids at least 13 years of age.

Not one joke from his Comedy Central performance was repeated, although there were a few deviations of them. However, he did not try to tell a previous joke as if it were the first time he told it.

He added a new stage to the levels of fatness. There use to be 5 big, healthy, husky, fluffy and DAMN. Now, the six level, recently discovered as Gabriel puts it: "Oh hell no." You'll have to check out his show to find out the difference between damn and oh hell no. Or wait for his next Comedy Central special which he informed us he was interested in doing.

Here, kitty, kitty.

Have a Better Day

I woke up at 5 ready to get on the road. I dug in my purse for my keys, things often get lost there.

Okay, so there not in my purse, they're probably in the couch. I'm digging around but can't find them. Shit! Shit, shit, shit! I just know I left them in my car. I walked out to my car, yup, there they are sitting in my seat.

I don't know where my spare key at home (I wasn't at home at the time) is so I had to call AAA. Good thing I woke up early to work out otherwise I would have been far to late for work. At least the lady on the phone understood what I was going through. Instead of saying “Have a great day” she ended the conversation with “Have a better day!”

I think she jinxed me!

On my way home to shower and get ready for work, I just pulled off the freeway was almost to my street when a damn cop decided to pull me over! Grr! Seriously, I use to like cops. I support them. But this is the 3rd ticket in less than 2 months for me, and I can't go to traffic school, I don't want to pay it; so, I'm going to fight it.

He wrote the code down, but the code in the little book that he referenced has other stipulations, such as how fast over the speed limit you were going. Apparently this determines how much I owe. Well, the officer did not write the speed limit or my approximate speed on the ticket. Therefore, there is no way to determine how fast I was going. I'm so going to court to fight this that way I don't have to pay it. I just hope that the officer doesn't show up! *crosses fingers*

Wii Says Obese

I just bought a Nintendo Wii on Saturday, I heard about the Wii Fit from online classmates, did some research and it sounded fun. If anything it was an expensive toy that would satisfy my spending needs and maybe even a sorry excuse to get my ass off the couch and doing something for a change.

Tonya and I have been talking for about 3 week now how we were going to start getting up in the morning and hitting the tread mill or the exercise ball. But we have yet too. This all changed on Monday when we hooked up the Wii crawled out of bed at 5:45 am and started rolling.

The Body Test for the Wii fit said I was obese. I knew that I had let my weight get a little out of control and I know that the game can't entirely determine with 100% certainty ones BMI but none-the-less I was delegated Obese.

HUGE reality check.

When I think obese I think rolly pollies. When the stomach sticks out farther than someone’s boobs, or in a guy's case you actually have boobs. Maybe even a double chin, some Cankles. Won't go to the beach because I can't find a bathing suit my size.

Well, ladies and gentlemen, I am hear to vouch that there are all sorts of varieties of obese!

I am between 5'4" and 5'5", I have recently (meaning within the last 6 weeks) gained about 7 pounds (I don't know how). But I weigh in at a total of 186. I have always weighed more than what I looked like I weighed. Regardless of what the Wii says, I do have quite a bit of muscle from all those years of playing sports. I have just gotten lazy.

I wear a size 13, depending on the jeans. My boobs stick out farther than my stomach; I'm a 36 DD (that has to account for at least 10 pounds, right? lol). No double chin. They always have 2 pieces in my size and I love wearing them! And maybe only 1 or 2 rolly pollies only when I sit down.

BUT

I am still a bigger girl and it is time to get back to me again so I can finally be happy with me out the OUTSIDE not just the inside.

So, I hope this Wii works because it says I'm obese and don't plan on staying there long!

I'd Like Fries With That

I took Sierra and Savannah to Red Robin before our book release "party" at Borders Friday night.

It just so happens that I am a regular at Red Robin. The last time we were there we made quite an impression on one of the Hostess'.

I mentioned that "I HATE Jake!"

"Hate's a strong word," the Hostess said.

"Oh! I know, but I'm referring to a character in a book," I replied.

"What book?"

"The Twilight series..."

It was all down hill from there. She sat at our table for a few moments while we discussed the book and who we think "Bella" should choose. I, of course, am in love with Edward and I will fight for him 'til the death.

We also had a waiter named Micah that night. I always order the Very Berry Raspberry Limeade. Not because I think the drink is that fantastic but because I like the glass that it comes in and I am looking to expand my collection. So far, I have 8. Three of which I collected that particular night after gaining unofficial permission from Micah.

Beautiful and Iced John

First, let me just say that John Mayer is a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, man with an amazing voice.

Yesterday I of course had a grueling 10 hours of work. However, it was all better come 5:30because my Dad and his girlfriend (also my best friend and roommate) came to my work and we car pooled to the John Mayer concert.

Jeff Dennen (No idea who he is) and Colbie Calliat (who I absolutely love!) open for him.

I was of course DD as always; however, we got to the concert at 6:30 and we knew we weren't leaving until at least 11, so I would be safe if I had a beer (okay Smirnoff, but it's still a beer). One beer turned into 2 and then 3 but I cut myself off before I could even manage a buzz.

Tonya and Dad pretty much got wasted. I was a little upset, originally just Tonya and I were supposed to go, but my Dad sort of invited himself. He actually bought the tickets so I couldn't complain about him going because I didn't have to pay for it.

Colbie Calliat was amazing in her performance; she didn't sing Magic which is one of my favorite songs! I got a tank top from her though!

Anyway, John Mayer's performance was absolutely orgasmic! He did disappoint me though; He looks like shit! Not an ugly ‘you look like shit,’ he is still beautiful. It was more of a ‘you're on ice (crystal meth) so you look like shit.’ It was very depressing.

I give him maybe one and a half more albums before he overdoses. I will be extremely saddened by that event. His music has touched my heart and the thought of losing that hurts.

No More # 323...

I haven't stayed at my apartment in over a week. But it was mine and I liked it.

Sometimes things just don't work out. I could have kept paying way too much for way too little space. However, I finally gave up and after Tonya invited me to move in with her and her girls, I just couldn't pass up the opportunity to save money.

Technically my last day should of been last night and then I would of had until today to be out. But I had to work and I wanted the rest of my stuff out of the apartment.

Tonya stayed at my Dad's house Friday night and offered to help me move the rest even though it was in the heat. There was really nothing big. About half a car load of things such as dishes that were in boxes ready for storage in her garage. Then about half a car load of things going to Good Will and about half a car load of garbage that never made it to the car but straight to the dumpster.

My Dad wanted to spend the rest of the weekend with Tonya. She told him that she was helping me yet he still insisted on going and to save money he would just go with her and she could take him back. I know rude, but that's my Dad.

I appreciate the help. Before we even started moving we met up at Red Robin for lunch. I of course paid. It was my thank you in advance for helping me out.

My Dad is such a flippin' baby. We got up there and of course there really wasn't much to do. Clean the kitchen (its tiny no worries) and vacuum. Well, my Dad just stands there and smokes while we're cleaning. He finally starts taking stuff down to Tonya's truck. After cleaning I took a load down too. Then we all finish it up but I notice my Dad is taking a light load down then resting for 10 minutes, then smoking a cigarrett. Honestly, everything could have been moved down the 3 flights of stairs in 10 minutes if he wasn't fiddling around.

Then, I find out later from Tonya, that he was complaining! He didn't think that I was doing anything and that I was playing games to make it so he had to do all the hard work. First of all, I never asked for his help, he said he wanted to come. Second of all, I'm not the one standing around with a thumb up my ass. And third of all, I just bought your ass lunch! Show some appreciation!

Anyways, I may not have my own room at the place I am living in now. But Tonya always cooks dinner so when I get home from work I don't have to worry about cooking. I will gladly do the dishes and he kids will reluctantly help clean up. It makes things really nice. I feel like I am at home already. Well, I guess I should because even when I had my own apartment I was over at her place from Friday after work until Monday morning (when I went to work) So, it's nice to not have to drive back and forth to the two places.

About Me

Hi, I’m Christie and I’m a country girl from Weed, CA (that’s right, no typo, Weed). Weed is in “The Real” Northern California, right by the Oregon border. I have lived in Arizona for about a year and a half and while I like stability, I also enjoy change.

Since I arrived in AZ I have moved 6 times. I went from North Phoenix, to West Phoenix, to Tempe, to East Mesa, then North Scottsdale, and now I am back in East Mesa (the most boring city in AZ, possibly the World!).

I went to Weed High (Our colors were green and white too! But our mascot was not a fichus); half way through my Freshman year I realized I hated high school. So, when I was old enough, 16, I received my California High School Diploma of Proficiency (No! It's better than a GED) and after completing my sophomore year, I immediately began attending the local community college, College of the Siskiyous. I graduated with my Associates at 17 - before I would have graduated high school. Recently, I graduated with my BS from University of Phoenix.

My first job was at a KFC/Taco Bell which I loved and hated at the same time. I loved my boss (the GM) and quit the day they fired her because I was only there as a favor to her, I was going to school full-time and had a previous full-time position working for a lumber mill, Roseburg Forest Products where I was a Log Yard Clerk and a Weighmaster.

I am currently an employee of Paramount Petroleum, a liquid asphalt company, I have been here since I moved to AZ and I work as a marketing administrator. The pay is okay, the benefits are okay, but I am highly considering a career change. Anyone hiring?

In addition to my 50 hour a week job I am also a bartender for a private bartending service, Pourmasters. I spend most of my nights and weekends bartending for private parties and events such as wedding, fraternity parties, employee dinners, funerals (no I’m not kidding), etc. If any of you (or your company) is in the Phoenix-Metro area and need a bartender for any event check out http://www.pourmasters.com/ and request me as your bartender!

I am an animal lover, unless it’s a bird, rodent (ferrets count!), or reptile. I like to go quad riding, and I can’t wait to buy my own and I enjoy paint balling as well. I am a race fan! I don’t watch NASCAR on TV but I am a Kasey Kahne(who is oh so yummy!) fan. I prefer the 420 Sprints, Late Models, and Modifies – maybe a dwarf car every now and then.

I like to talk a lot (obviously). I am a Gemini to the tee, I HATE feet, and The O.C. reruns always make me smile! :D I don't have any kids. I love to read, when I can, and I prefer smutty, trashy, novels. Aside from those my favorite books are The Summerhouse and The Return to Summerhouse by Jude Deveroux. I like these books because they give people a second chance to go back and change their life. I also enjoy the entire Twilight series by Stephanie Meyers.
I use to say in my bio’s that I need an Edward. However, after joining match.com the beginning of the year, I think that I found him (but only time will tell). Yup, I met him online – crazy I know!

My favorite movie is Rent because it doesn’t censor life. I think everyone should be open to free will and not judge someone for how they choose to live. Did I mention I am VERY liberal?
With such a busy schedule I rarely have free time; however, when I should find some I like to be young and have fun while I still can!

Eventually (hopefully not too eventually), I’ll open up my own chain of bars (the ones you drink at – not the ones you sit behind). I have a passion for alcohol unlike anyone else and let’s face it, people are far more interesting with a mind altering substance controlling their behavior.