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I guess I’m not doing so great with posting regularly in 2011. Life and work have been a little hectic, and now I’ve come down with a case of sinusitis from hell. All last week I felt it coming on, but was able to keep it at bay…until Friday. I woke up that morning with a runny nose and ended up spending most of the day sniffling and sneezing. Figures that I would get sick right at the start of the weekend, especially because we were supposed to go see Girl Talk with our friends. I tried my best to rally through, but in the end the pounding bass was too much for my sinus headache, so I had to head out a little early. The concert was cool, I just wish I’d felt better.
By Saturday, I was a hot snotty mess. I was so congested that my head was pounding, my eyes looked puffy, and even my teeth hurt. That meant that I spent the remainder of the weekend (and Monday and today) glued to the couch, popping pills and blowing my nose like it was my new hobby. On Friday night, T and our friend Hippie watched this crazy documentary about the White family from West Virginia on Netflix. T was so obsessed with it, that we reinstated our Netflix account just so we could watch it. And thus began my sickly movie marathon.
We began with The Wild and Wonderful Whites. This is the true story of the infamous White family of West Virginia. They are known for living on the other side of the law and are often doing drugs, stealing, murdering, and dancing (yes, dancing). It’s an interesting look into small town life in West Virginia that revolves around the coal mining industry. If you haven’t seen it, I recommend it. It’s so far out there at times, you won’t be able to lift your chin off of your chest, trust me. Plus the names of the family members alone will have you cracking up.
Next we watched Shutter Island. This is the story of an up-and-coming US Marshall sent to Shutter Island to investigate the disappearance of a patient who is also a murderer. I don’t know about you, but I love a good suspenseful thriller. This movie had it all. Definitely a great movie to watch when you feel like being inquisitive. I am really starting to like Leonardo DiCaprio in these darker films. I think it helps make him seem less pretty and rougher around the edges.
Later on Sunday night, we watched Inglourious Basterds, the story of a rag-tag bunch of Jewish-American soldiers who are single-handedly trying to wipe out the Nazis and Hitler. I was a little leery about watching this movie at first because I was worried that it would be all blood, guts and war. That was a heavy part of the film, but at the same time it was a clever and funny tale of revenge. Plus a lot of the film was in French and German, giving me a chance to practice my languages. It’s gritty and I had to turn my head away at times, but really was quite a good film. I would recommend it, but you may want to watch it with a guy, so you can hide your face on his shoulder during the gross parts.
On Monday, while I was home from work, I watched Alice in Wonderland. It’s the story of a young adult Alice returning to the world of her dreams where she has to help end the Queen of Hearts’ reign of terror. It was definitely bright, colorful and fun, while at the same time slightly dark and twisted. It’s more of a grown up version of the story but still contained a lot of the elements you may remember from other versions you saw as a child. Johnny Depp made a wonderful Mad Hatter, but I did have difficulty understanding him from time to time. It could have been his accent or the fact that my ears were clogged. Check it out if you haven’t seen it yet!
I also watched An Education on Monday. I’d heard great things about it, so when I saw it was available instantly, I thought why not. This film tells the story of a teenage London girl in the 1960s who is smart, beautiful and talented but is bored of her middle class life. Her father is pushing her hard so she will get accepted into Oxford so she can have a better life than he did. Everything changes when she meets David, who is twice her age and charming, and wants to show Jenny there is more to life than studying. Their friendship eventually evolves into much more, potentially changing the path that Jenny has planned to follow for years. This movie was much different than I expected it to be, but it really sucked me in. Being from Europe, I always love movies that highlight the culture and countries there. It’s also a coming-of-age love story that we can all relate to in ways. This is a good rainy day watch.
Since I was still out sick today, I watched The Runaways, which is the story of the first all female rock group of the 1970s featuring Joan Jett and Cherie Curie. It’s a nitty, gritty look into how a group of talented teens embark on the journey of their lives while trying to make it big in the industry, all while surviving the sex, drugs, and rock and roll lifestyle around them. Let me just say, I loved the crazy clothes and make up, and of course the hard-rocking music. It was an interesting look into what these girls had to go through to “make it,” especially since they weren’t even 20 and were basically traveling around unsupervised. It was definitely one of the better Kirsten Stewart films I’ve seen – she looses her deer-in-the-headlights look and really embraces the bad ass role of Joan Jett. This is definitely a great watch when you want to channel your inner punk rocker.
Lastly, I watched Up. I can’t believe I waited so long to watch this movie – I loved it! But I do have to say that I was crying like a baby throughout. When I wasn’t sobbing (no fun when you are sick), I was laughing like crazy, so that was a plus. It’s funny that it’s a children’s movie because the themes are definitely so adult – love, following your dreams. If you haven’t watched it yet, go out there and do it now! I guarantee that you will love it!
So, that’s all for my movie-watching for now. I may try to get one more in tonight, but that will depend on how long it takes us to straighten up the house. We haven’t really done much since I’ve been sick for the last 5 days…
**Oh, and to let you know, my sister, Little S has started blogging. I’m excited that my blogging ways (even though they have been a bit slack) have rubbed off on her. She is still in the beginning stages and doesn’t have many posts up yet, but I thought you lovelies could help welcome her to the blogosphere.**
Hello bloggy woggy, sorry I’ve neglected you.
Can you believe the holiday season is practically upon us? I don’t know about you, but it drives me insane when I see Christmas decorations out before Halloween. The retail industry has taken some of the magic out of the holiday by making it all about gift buying. Before you know it, Christmas trees will start popping up in July. Anyways…
Here are some random thoughts and ramblings.
Halloween has come and gone. JD and I threw another successful Spooktacular. I can’t believe this was our fourth one! T and I went with a 20s theme for our costumes and dressed as a flapper and a gangster. I’m not going to lie, but I thought we looked really cute!
My 28th birthday is on Monday, and I will officially be in the back end of my late 20s. It’s crazy to think about. I was flipping through a photo album last night and stumbled across some old photos of Little S and me, and we were so young. Then I found ones of T and me, and we were such babies. It’s funny to see how much or little you’ve changed over the years.
In honor of my birthday, T and I are making a weekend trip to Asheville. I am really excited. We will see leaves, stay in a cute B&B, go out to a nice dinner, and just have an all around amazing time. I. Can’t. Wait.
Since I will be out of town on my actual birthday, I’m getting together with some family and friends on Friday night for a birthday dinner. We are going to Abattoir, and I can’t wait to check out the menu. I’ve heard a lot of really great things about the restaurant, and T and I have been meaning to go for quite some time now. I’m glad we’ll finally get to experience it with friends and family.
I swear I’m not a total birthday whore, but we are also going to see Cirque du Soleil’s Ovo next Tuesday. Every review I’ve read about it says that the show is amazing. I love that Cirque always happens to make a stop in Atlanta right around my birthday. It’s so convenient.
After three years of growing out my hair, I finally decided to cut it shorter again. I like the convenience of having long hair and being able to pull it up easily, but I like the way short, layered hair looks on me. My hair is just too fine and thin for it to look stunning long.
And finally…you all know how much I like to cook. Well, the other night I was chopping up some parsley for the spaghetti we were making and thinking to myself, I have pretty awesome knife skills, when the worst possible thing happened. I sliced into my finger, pretty badly. I cut into the side of my finger, then sliced through the nail. Yeah, I know. It was not pretty. My poor left hand and arm keeps bearing the brunt of my knife-related injuries. The worst part of it all, I had just honed the blade, so it was extra sharp. My poor little finger. So much for getting a birthday manicure this weekend…
Well, I can’t believe how quickly the summer has flown by. It feels like just yesterday we were in the throes of winter, wishing for warmer days. Now we’ve had weeks of 90+ temperatures and the end of summer is creeping around the corner. The older I get, the quicker time seems to fly by.
I know I’ve been a little MIA this summer, but sometimes it’s hard to focus on writing when I’d rather be outside soaking up the sun! You know how it is…
Speaking of soaking up the sun, T and I just returned from a week at the beach with his family. We were in Hilton Head, and had an amazing time. Unfortunately the vacation wasn’t as relaxing as I wanted it to be due to Murphy and his stupid laws throwing some major kinks into the trip.
We arrived on Saturday afternoon, and spent that day lounging around our private pool, having cocktails with the family. Since it was already a bit late in the day, we opted to wait until the next day to hit the beach.
Sunday morning we were greeted by rain showers, which pushed our beach time into the early afternoon since no one wanted to sit in the sand in a torrential downpour. Once the sun broke through the clouds, we hauled ourselves to the beach and into the water. I was happy as a clam, until about 1.5 minutes in the sea when I was viciously attacked by a jellyfish. I shit you not when I say attacked. It wasn’t just a mere sting, it was a full on assault. My poor leg welted up instantly and was shaking so badly from the pain. I had to limp out of the water.
Once I dragged myself onto the shore, we all assessed the damage. My leg was a hot mess. I had tentacle marks up and down my right leg and they were so red, and stung like someone had lit my leg on fire. Poor T ran up to the house to get a bottle of vinegar to use to neutralize the poison. While I waited patiently for his return, his dad was helping me rub sand all over my leg to remove any of the tentacles that were still attached to my leg.
When T finally returned, we doused my leg in vinegar, but unfortunately it really didn’t do much. His brother had done some research and found out that putting a baking soda paste on the stings would help, so we headed to the store to buy some. While we were there, people kept telling me it was the worst sting they had ever seen (wonderful!). I also picked up a bottle of jellyfish sting neutralizer, just in case.
After about two hours of serious pain, the swelling went down and things started to subside. A few Bacardi and Diet Cokes with T’s mom helped me forget about the pain and enabled me to enjoy the rest of my night.
For the next few days, I was pretty leery to get back into the water. I hovered on the shoreline like a wounded puppy and never went higher than knee-deep water. T told me I was being ridiculous, and that there was no way in hell that I’d get stung again. Eventually, I let my guard down a bit because I knew he was right.
That Wednesday, T’s mom and I bought some inner tubes so we could spend the day floating in the ocean. I figured this would be a safe and viable option for me because most of my body would be out of the water, and away from the evil jellyfish. I floated around most of the afternoon, without constantly staring in the water, searching for jelly globs.
At one point I drifted downstream from everyone else, and tried to paddle my way back. With the pull of the current, it was taking way more effort than necessary to get back over to them, so I decided I’d hop off the float and just walk over. As soon as my legs hit the water, I felt another God-awful stinging sensation in both of my legs. Yup, I’d gotten jellyfished a second time.
By this point, I was over it. No one else was getting attacked, why only me? I stormed out of the water, cussing like a sailor (sorry families with small children) and sprayed myself with the jellyfish sting spray (glad I picked that up) . I decided that was going to be the end to my beach day, so I went back to the house.
Luckily, the second round of stings wasn’t as bad is the first. That time it felt more like razor burn, and it didn’t swell up. For the next few days I had some additional faint red lines to match my very red welts. Then I woke up on Friday morning…
Both of my legs were super red, welty, and itched like hell. All my faint lines had swollen up and would not stop itching. I decided that it was time to go see a doctor since the majority of my legs were covered in stings. T and I spent our last full day of vacation hunting down a doctor’s office (luckily it was an overcast day). I ended up getting some kind of steroid shot for the itching and swelling, as well as a tetanus shot. The doctor also gave me oral steroids to help with the healing process (which make me eat like a heifer). It’s been three days since I was at the doctor, and I still itch like crazy, but I think they are getting better – slowly but surely.
To top off the “whatever can go wrong will go wrong vacation,” my car ended up dying on Friday. T and I found this out as we tried to take my car to the doctor’s office. We thought it was a dead battery since I hadn’t driven it all week, but unfortunately that was not the case. The fuel pump had to be replaced, which meant we had to have my car towed to a shop so we could leave for home the next day. The damn thing cost a small fortune, but my car was fixed and we made it home safe and sound.
And since we haven’t spent enough money on random catastrophe’s on this trip, T ended up knocking my month-old cell phone off the counter onto the tile floor, resulting in a shattered screen. 😦 Luckily I have insurance, so I was able to get it replaced (but I still had to pay $130 for a new one…damn deductible).
Even though a million and one things went wrong during out trip, we still had an amazing time. We stayed in the cutest house, complete with a screened-in pool. We cooked delicious food, and spent a majority of the time sipping cocktails, gorging on yummy food, and floating in the pool and ocean. It was so much fun to have a whole week off of work to relax and hang with T’s family because they are a cool bunch of people.
Sorry for the marathon post! Hope you’ve all had an amazing summer so far!
So, have you ever had vacation filled with disasters?
Last night, T and I went to the Fox Theater to see Conan O’Brien’s Legally Prohibited From Being Funny on Television Tour, and it was hilarious. The tickets were a birthday present to T from my parents and me (unfortunately we waited way too long to order tickets, so we had to fork over the big bucks to get the tickets on Stub Hub, but I’m so glad we did!).
I wasn’t quite sure exactly where we would be sitting when I ordered them, but I knew we’d be pretty far back. Well, we were in the very last row of the theater, but at least we were closer to the middle than the sides. Unfortunately, it was like 95 degrees in Atlanta yesterday, and apparently the AC doesn’t like to blow its frosty goodness up to the poor people in the last row. We were dying up there – it seriously felt like we were sitting outside. Luckily Conan’s hilarity distracted us from the heat.
I never realized that the Atlanta show was the last stop of the tour, so I feel like everyone was putting in all they had so they could end the tour with a bang! The night started off with Reggie Watts, who is the master of voices, sounds and kooky songs. I couldn’t figure out which of his “voices” was actually they way he really spoke – they were all that good. He was a good choice to get everyone revved up for Conan.
When Conan came on stage, everyone went insane. He hyped up Atlanta a lot (and he better since we are the home of the TBS HQ – maybe that means we’ll be seeing him around these parts more often?). Conan had us all dying with laughter with his jokes, his songs (I never realized just how musically talented he was – he’s a real rock star), his crazy props (the inflate-a-bat was my favorite), and of course, the Chuck Norris lever (“I don’t think Walker (Texas Ranger) has the authority to go around dropping the AIDS bomb on kids.”).
I was so glad to see some of his Late Show regulars and characters as well – Andy Richter, LaBamba (I love that guy), Triumph, and The Masturbating Bear. Some of Atlanta’s own also made it on stage to help pull the Chuck Norris lever – Evander Holyfield (so awkward, yet so funny) and Jack McBrayer (from 30 Rock). We were also all stoked when Conan ran through the aisles, playing the guitar and giving high fives during the finale of the show. He made it to the bottom half of the balcony – we could see him fairly clearly from our seats! 🙂
I totally had a brainfart before we left the house, or I would have brought my camera so I could have taken some pictures. We were so far up that the pictures I took on my cell didn’t really come out.
There was one major annoying thing that took place (besides the heat) at the show though. A few rows ahead of us were three people – two girls and a guy that were absolutely hammered. The guy maintained composure; the girls not so much – let’s call them Wastey Face and Drunktard. At one point, someone was trying to walk back to his seat with drinks in his hand. As he was stepping over Wastey Face (she couldn’t be bothered to stand to let him by), some of his drink sloshed out of the cup and landed on her bare leg and sandal (it’s not like it ruined anything). She freaked out and would not stop bitching and yelling about it. It was obviously an accident so get over it. At one point after the spill, she and Drunktard went to the bathroom so she could clean up. Instead of going quietly, she was bitching and yelling the whole way. It was so annoying because Reggie was on stage and her whining was drowning him out.
At some point when Conan was on stage, she had another freak out and was standing behind the last row, where T and I were sitting, and was literally screaming to Drunktard about how someone had pissed her off. This went on for at least a couple of minutes and was so distracting. Finally I couldn’t deal with it anymore and I turned around and told them to shut the fuck up and sit down. This got them quieted down and they eventually sat back down. Later into the show, I noticed Wastey Face completed passed out cold – like draped across the seat next to her. I was so glad. If you can’t handle your booze, don’t go out in public and be a nuisance to everyone else! I wonder how they got her out of there…
I’m super excited that T and I were able to go see Conan live, and we can’t wait till his show gets started on TBS! Did any of you get to go to any of his shows?
Well hello little blog. Sorry I’ve neglected you for nearly a month. I’m not trying to avoid you, and it’s not that I don’t like you anymore, it’s just that real life has gotten in the way of my daily writing. The weather is nice, so when I’m not at work the last thing I want to do is plop down in front of a computer. You understand right, little buddy?
Well, yesterday I had a first. I got pulled over for speeding on my way back to the office from lunch with my sister (shock and awe considering that I have such a lead foot). We had decided to meet for sushi, only to find that the place we wanted to go to wasn’t open for lunch. There was a Korean restaurant next door, so we went there instead. The food was delicious, but the service was slow as hell. Naturally when we were done, I felt like I needed to rush to get back to the office because I’d been gone a little over an hour already.
I was probably less than a mile from work, when all of a sudden a motorcycle cop pulled out of this driveway behind me. A few seconds later he turned on his lights. He told me that I was going 51 in a 35, which I hadn’t realized was a 35 mph zone. It was not like I was on some small two-lane road, I was on a six lane state highway. Why the hell is the speed limit 35, especially when the other half of the road that heads toward Atlanta is a 45? Lame! I let him know that I was sorry and that I thought that it was a 45 mph zone. It didn’t matter; he still gave me a ticket.
The thing that annoys me about this whole situation is that on my ticket it says he lasered me. Well, I didn’t see any radar gun. He looked like he was sitting in a driveway, about to make a right onto the road I was driving on. There was actually an SUV sitting next to him, trying to make a left out of the same place. And…I didn’t even have my foot on the gas. I was breaking because I had just changed lanes because I was gearing up for a right turn. WTF?!?!
But since I’m a getting “pulled over for speeding” virgin, I didn’t think to ask about how he knew how fast I was going or when he got the damn radar gun calibrated. Whatever. I guess I can’t bitch too much. In the 10+ years that I have been driving, this is my first ticket. It could be worse.
Now I just need to find out what the ticket is going to cost me. I’m assuming it will be somewhere around $200 since I was apparently going 16 miles over the limit.
Thanks Office Motorcycle Cop for popping my speeding ticket cherry! Asshole…
So, have you ever been nabbed for going too fast? Did you get out of it?
After having a remarkably fun and amazing weekend (more to come about that later), T and I returned to our little humble abode. JD and our friend Z were there too. We were lazing around watching TV and decided to venture onto the patio. T had been upstairs and he noticed that there were cop cars driving up and down the parking lot in front of the condo. Being as nosy as I am, of course I marched myself right into the living room to check out the situation (said in French voice that Dane Cook does from time to time). We had our front door open with only our glass screen door closed. Since they could see inside, the cops walked right up to my front door.
I asked if I could help them with anything (because I’m nice like that), and I realized they were looking for my neighbors, Jane and Joe. I asked if everything was OK, and that’s when I was informed that my neighbors are…wait for it….meth addicts. Yup, we’ve got some straight up Intervention type-shit going down right next door. Aren’t we just the luckiest folks in town?
Apparently Joe was coming down from a meth binge and was having some intense pains and cramps so Jane called 9-1-1. The best part of this story is that she actually informed the dispatcher that her boyfriend was having meth-related problems, and then the APD relayed this information to me. I did let them know that Jane and Joe are alcoholics and like to fight and beat each other up, hoping that maybe they would get arrested or something. But sadly that didn’t happen.
Things were pretty quiet for the rest of the day. I was really concerned Jane was going to come over and beg me for one thing or another, but luckily that didn’t happen. Phew…
And in case you were curious, John appears to be OK. He made it home at 5:30 a.m. courtesy of an Atlanta cab since these meth heads can’t seem to stop crashing cars ( I wonder why that is…). And keeping with his white trash nature, it appears he got into some type of squabble with the cab driver, which resulted in me getting woken up. I’m assuming he didn’t have enough money to pay the driver, which resulted in the driver getting out and causing some drama until he got his money.
I think I may start calling the cops whenever I hear any type of drama going down, with the hopes that they will get busted with something illegal and will go away. And I guess I owe T an apology because for months he has been convinced that they are meth users. I kept telling him to stop projecting Intervention-like drama into our real life, but I guess I was wrong and he was right. Oh, home sweet home.
On another note…
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I am so thrilled that spring is finally here! I am so over the cold and damp weather we’ve had this year so far. BTW 2010, I’m not impressed. The 10 day outlook is marvelous – 70s all around. I can’t wait to spend the weekend outside, soaking up the sun and basking in spring’s glory.
That’s why I was annoyed as hell when I went to bed last night, and my throat was scratchy. By the time I woke up this morning, it really hurt. And as the day progresses, it keeps getting a little worse. Add in an achy neck and a headache, and I’m in tip-top shape over here. I’m sure by the time I get home tonight, I will just collapse onto the couch in a sniffly, whiny mess.
Normally I try to look on the brighter side of being sick, namely meaning that I may end up with a day off to veg at home while trying to recover, but this time around it’s just hard. We’re going to see Third Eye Blind tomorrow night, and I really don’t want to bail because I’m sick (plus I already bought the $30 ticket…).
Friday night, T and I are planning on going to Abattoir for his early birthday dinner with just the two of us. It’s Atlanta’s answer to whole-animal cuisine and is very meat centric, so I definitely don’t want to be sick and have to postpone it. Saturday, we are going to my parents for Easter and will be celebrating T’s actual birthday with a family fondue dinner – noms – and I’m sure copious amounts of German beer will be consumed!
My co-worker had a cold last week (which is who I’m assuming I may have caught it from because I hung out with both her and her roommate last week, and they both had it) and said there was only one really bad day – fever, aches, chills – but then she felt better and has just been coughing and stuffy. If that’s all it is, I’m pretty sure I can deal with it. But fingers crossed that it doesn’t get that far. Now excuse me as I go chug some Airborne.
Oh and by the way, Chelsea Handler was awesome! She and Heather McDonald had everyone cracking up and howling with laughter. I know the tickets aren’t cheap, but if you have the chance to go, do it! Seriously. No ifs, ands or buts.
And speaking of comedy, Conan O’Brien is coming to Atlanta in June, and T and I want to go. I was planning on getting him tickets as his birthday present. The only thing stopping me is that tickets appear to be sold out – lame. This means we’ll have to get them off Stubhub or from scalpers, and they will be way more expensive (and they aren’t cheap to begin with). It really annoys me how people are allowed to buy up a ton of tickets, then jack the prices way up and sell them. Scalpers, why don’t you go get a real job and leave the tickets for the fans who actually want to see the show and aren’t trying to make a quick buck? Hate…
I really don’t know what’s wrong with me lately, but I have been such a blogging slacker. I don’t know why – well, actually I do. I’ve been super swamped with work because I picked up a new client at the beginning of the month, meaning that I know work on 4 accounts. This means I am crazy busy all of the time (I used to blog during my lunch break) and when I’m not swamped, I need some mental downtime. There is only so much creativity that can flow from a girl at one time.
I don’t really have anything super amazing to talk about, but I did want to share some thoughts about recent events.
1. St Patty’s Day – This year, it was kind of a wash. In the past, we’ve gone out to the big celebrations whether they’ve happened the weekend before or on the actual day. This year, not so much. The Saturday before St. Pat’s, we met up with a bunch of friends at a little Irish bar named Stout. T and the guys all headed over around 5 p.m. in the afternoon, but I opted to wait. I was tired and was enjoying my book, plus I didn’t feel like imbibing at such an early hour. By the time that I got there around 9 p.m., the boys were all a little tipsy. By 11, T was ready to head home, which was fine by me.
We had planned to take off on actual St. Patty’s and go to Fado’s big street festival, but T and I were both super busy, so we decided it may be smarter for us to work that day. Of course it was cold and dreary that day, so when we went out to celebrate after work it was soggy and gross outside. Of course Stout was packed to the brim, so we ended up across the street at a British pub that served no food instead. I was pretty bummed because I was seriously craving an Irish breakfast. We ended up ordering Dominos and had it delivered to the bar. That was clutch because we were all starving. It was a fun night, but not quite up to the caliber of past years. Hopefully your St. Patty’s was a little more exciting.
2. Car drama – Right before New Year’s Eve, I was told that the front and rear brakes on my car were in need of being replaced. This news sort of blew my mind because I’d just had them replaced in November 2008, so I decided to hold off on the repairs at that point in time because the repair shop told me I’d be OK for a few more months. Plus I’d just spent a pretty penny on some other repairs. Let me tell you, I’m so glad I waited.
My good friend ASP’s husband is a mechanic, so he told me to bring my car by this past weekend and he’d fix the brakes for me. He was a sweetheart and fixed up my little car for a really reasonable price and then told me some disturbing news. Apparently the place I’d taken my car to in 2008 (Goodyear, cough cough) had installed my front brake pads the wrong way!! WTF?!?!
I’d been driving around on pads that were incorrectly installed for more than a year. No wonder they barely lasted a year before needing to be replaced. Don’t even get me started on the safety issues this could have caused me. And then I found out that the rear brakes were fine and didn’t need replacement like the GY mechanics had told me. I’ve been a loyal customer with them for years, but now I’m starting to question going to them again. Apparently their mechanics don’t know as much about repairing cars as they should. I think I’m sticking to my buddy from now on, even though going to him is not nearly as convenient.
3. The Weather – I am so sick of the crappy-assed weather that has been taking over Georgia in 2010. We’ve only had a couple of warm days so far, and I am beyond ready for spring. This Friday and Saturday we were blessed with sunny and beautiful 70-degree days, only to have the rug snatched out from under us on Sunday.
On the first day of spring, we were greeted by gray clouds, wind and rain. It was only about 60 degrees. I did end up seeing a super cool rainbow once the rain let up for a bit, but that was not enough to make up for the crappy first day of spring. Yesterday, it was in the 50s and it snow flurried in the morning. In Atlanta. WTF?!?! And people say global warming doesn’t exist…
I am so ready for warm and sunny days and patio weather. April, please do a better than March with its BS weather.
4. Upcoming Fun – This Sunday, JD, CGN, CMc and I are all going to see Chelsea Handler at The Fox. CGN and CMc are huge Chelsea fans, and JD and I watch the show from time to time. I love her super sarcastic and blunt personality, and I can’t wait to see how it translates into her stand up. I expect to be laughing so hard that my sides ache and tears will be running down my cheeks.
On April 1st, T and I are going with a group of our friends to see Third Eye Blind. I was a huge fan in high school, and their first few CDs made up a large part of the soundtrack when T and I first started dating 10.5 years ago (awww). I am pretty excited to see them, and I am hoping that they play a lot of their older songs. I know they have a new album coming out, and I glad to hear that they are still out there making music.
Anything interesting been happening in your life lately?
**Keep your eyes peeled – in April, this little blog will be hosting its very first giveaway! Details to come…**
Today, T-Mobile really pissed me off. My family and I have been loyal customers since 2001. Hell, we were with T-Mobile before they even existed. First they were Powertel, then Voicestream, then T-mobile. I’ve always been happy with my service, because they have some of the best rates out there. But now TM has left me with a sour taste in my mouth. Let me give you the back story…
For my birthday in 2008, I got the G1 Google Phone. I was so excited about it because it was way more high-tech than any of my older phones, and it worked so well. Fast forward to the end of 2009, and I started to notice that the battery life on my phone was not as stellar as it had been in the beginning. I understand that battery life wears down over time, but the phone is only a little over a year old. It should still hold a charge for more than 12 hours, especially when I’m not using it constantly. I know using the Internet and apps drains the battery, but I very rarely sit there for hours on end using them because I’m on a computer all day at work. The phone has also started popping up some error messages when I restart it (I turn it off almost every night to give it some down time) asking me to wait or forceclose. I know that, that is not supposed to happen almost every time the phone loads up.
Last night I’d finally had enough, so I called T-Mobile. I spoke with the nicest and most helpful rep who had me do a few things that would make the phone perform better. After I explained all my issues to him, he agreed that I would need a new battery and possibly a new phone sent to me. Here comes the crappy part…since I’ve owned the phone for more than a year, there was nothing T-Mobile could do to help me. I was kind of annoyed, but I understood. The nice rep referred me to the phone’s manufacturer (HTC) and told me that they would be able to help me – especially since the amount of time I use the phone didn’t seem correct for the amount of battery drainage I was experiencing.
This morning I gave HTC a call to see what they could do. I was told that I would need to send my phone in to have a technician look over it and try to repair it. That isn’t really much of an option since I don’t have another phone that I can use. I guess I could try to find an old handset, but I don’t know if I even still have them (I may have donated them). I told the rep that wasn’t really an option for me. Eventually she put me through to a technician to see if he could assist me with my issue over the phone. Once I got connected to the tech, I was informed that he wasn’t allowed to help me because T-Mobile has taken over the phone, and he legally is not allowed to work on it. He was nice enough to transfer me back to TM, where I chatted with a less than helpful person.
Basically, she told me there was nothing they could do because I was out of the one year window. She told me that I could buy a new battery for $50 from their Web site though. After that, I got off the phone with her because I was annoyed about being shuttled back and forth and not receiving any real resolution for my problem.
Nothing irritates me more than being forced to sign a two-year contract and being sold products that can not make it for that duration of time. If I have to be legally bound to your company for such an extended period, you better be damn sure that my phone will work up to par for that amount of time. And if there is an issue with it, you better be willing to work with me to fix the problem. It’s ridiculous that my phone’s battery can’t even make it 12 hours without having to be charged. I’ve only had it a year and a few months.
I can understand not wanting to send me a new phone, but not replacing the crappy battery is pretty shady in my book. There’s no way in hell that it’s going to survive till November, when my contract expires. And I don’t think I should have to pay money to replace a poorly designed battery. If it was $10, fine. But $50 is quite a chunk of money – especially since it’s not my fault it can’t hold a charge.
T-Mobile, this really hurts my heart. I’ve always stood by you, even when you didn’t have the coolest phones on the market. I don’t always get the best reception, especially when I’m in NY, but I don’t complain. I drop calls in my house at least a few times a week. And you’ve always been so helpful in the past when my other phones have had problems ( I had a phone in college that kept messing up, and they replaced it 3 different times without any issues). But this time around, I’m very disappointed. You’ve left me hanging. And if I can’t get this resolved without having to fork over my hard-earned money, you better believe that I’ll be switching to another company when my contract expires in November. T-Mobile, your days with me as a customer may be numbered.
So, have you had any cell phone drama lately? Do you have any tips for getting my issues solved?
Today on my way home I was chatting with my friend Jewels when all of a sudden I came across horrible traffic. I was slightly confused because traffic only gets that backed up when there is bad weather or there’s a Braves game. Since I was catching up with Jewels, I wasn’t too horribly irritated by rolling along at a speedy 5 miles an hour.
When I hung up the phone, I got a text from JD saying that a zebra had escaped from the circus that’s set up in Atlanta and had run through downtown and was on the highway. In order to keep the little guy from getting injured, police closed down the highway until its trainer could catch it and move it to safety. Eventually it was carefully surrounded by motorcycles and the trainer caught him and loaded him onto the truck to take him back to the circus compound.
Can you imagine sitting at a traffic light and seeing a zebra galloping down the sidewalk? So bizarre. I’m just glad he wasn’t injured and made it safely “home” – not that a circus compound in the city is a good home for any animal…
The funny thing is, this isn’t the first zebra hanging out on the highway incident in Atlanta. What?!?, you say. Well, in 2008, about 20 miles south of Atlanta, a baby zebra apparently fell out of a truck and was hit by another car (so sad). He eventually made it to the shoulder of the road, where he was spotted by commuters, munching on grass. He was taken to a recovery center and went through surgery and now lives there happily ever after.
Somebody needs to take these poor guys back to Africa and keep them off the Atlanta highways.
So, anything crazy going on in your neck of the woods today? 🙂
Here is the link to the video if you want to check it out.