I’m desperate

So I’ve become so bored at work that I’ve resorted to blogging, even though I have nothing to blog about. Let me tell you (and by you I mean the imaginary person I know isn’t reading this) what I do at work. I’m a receptionist at Adelphi for the University College. It’s pretty much people who are older and have full time jobs and want to get a degree, or a bunch of young Jewish Girls who call at the most inopportune times and ruin my day. But……What I really do is sit in front of a computer, waiting for people to come online or on facebook to talk to, play random computer games, stalk my email, sometimes read a book, text, and bullshit with people in the office. Every once in a while I throw a dance party when the bosses go home. It’s been Christmas Music and Cheesey Party songs of late. Rudolph followed by the YMCA. Classic.

It’s pretty laid back, but my mind is always over active, and sitting here doing nothing can be detrimental to my wellbeing. I pretty much over think everything, run scenarios that could have been, should have been, could never be, in my head all while waiting for the phone to ring. I’m usually contemplating my career and love life. But really other than those two things, what is there to think about in life? I think I’ll just spend a few dollars on a winning lotto ticket and come home to an empty house (other than a pooch. I mean I love cats, but that would just be classic spinster, and I like being unique.)

So to get my mind of that shit, I try to think more….here and now. Or at least a little more present time. Though I guess the love thing is now. It’s all so complicated and it really shouldn’t be. I don’t know how I ever feel. I fall into routine. I guess I’m just waiting for something, or maybe someone, to break me out of it, and I’ll make my move from there. Or maybe that comes, and I decide that I really love where I’m at right now. Ugg, it shouldn’t be this hard. I’m not 55 and married. But here I go again…

What I was trying to get into is how I’m a loser and look at videos of roller coasters that I hope to ride out in California when I go in A WEEK. They look absolutely terrifying, and I’m going to love every moment of them. I’m also hoping to be discovered by a big name director and cast in the role (roll?) of a lifetime. If I don’t come back, I’m shooting a love scene with Orlando Bloom. Don’t worry, I’ll always remember all you little people when I’m accepting my golden globe and academy award.

I also stalk my baseball. Trade deadline today! My boyz picked up Ivan (Pudge) Rodriguez. I’m mad excited. Is it weird to be this obsessed with baseball? This fanatical? Fuck the love dilemma. Baseball, is my true love, my one true passion. I have a quote!

“Do I take baseball too seriously? But I don’t want to hear any body’s answer. What could be done to exorcise me? Would the ghosts of Kenesaw Mountain Landis appear with crossed baseball bats, and stand over me as I lay pinioned to the pitcher’s mound? Would he swat away baseballs that circled about my head like bumblebees? I raise my arms over the moon silvered park like an Aztec Priest” -Shoeless Joe, W.P Kinsella

Ok, its lunch time. I’ll probably be bored and write to myself some more when I get back. toodles!

~ by jetergirl211 on July 31, 2008.