What it means to be an independent contractor.

1. You're not paid salary to be at work 9-5 every day.
2. You come in whenever you want.
3. You leave whenever you want.
4. You take vacation or sick days whenever you want.
5. YOU DO NOT GET PHONE CALLS IN THE MORNING ASKING WHEN YOU ARE COMING IN TO WORK.

So, as you can probably guess from the above rant, I was a little peeved this morning when my Guitar Hero-playing was interrupted by a phone call asking when I'd be in to work... whenever I damn well feel like it- that's when! But really, I just got dressed and came into work. Because I'm lame and I don't stick up for myself enough. I should have a pay raise. But I don't. I should have a new and shiny title. But I don't. AND I should make up my own schedule. But I don't. Blah.

Enough about that- a new rant, and, sorry, its about politicians again.
This guy came into the firm this morning handing out little bulletins about his run for U.S. Congress. Now, I don't really know this guy so I won't knock the ridiculous picture of him on the bulletin or the fact that his little piece of paper looks like he asked his 12 year old niece to design it... BUT, I do have a problem with the fact that he has no political experience and for his first shot, he decides to run for the UNITED STATES CONGRESS. Not County Council, School Board, or even Florida Congress. NOOOOO- the big house! Dude...baby steps! Who wants to elect someone who has a master's degree in communications and has absolutely no experience creating or voting on legislation? I mean, how do we know that he even knows how to digest legislation since he didn't even graduate with a political science degree (like I did!)??? Maybe I'm being a little harsh (not really), and maybe he would be a terrific congressman (not likely), and maybe he's like a genius and will be the best legislator to come out of the State of Florida (riiiight), BUT probably not. LORD.

Reality TV.
So, one of my favorite reality TV shows (close third after Survivor and The Bachelor/ette) premiered its new season last night- BIG BROTHER 10! Woot. This show satisfies my thirst for tv producer-created drama during the summer and the major "+" is that it comes on 3 days a week! Yessss. Check it out if you wanna- CBS on Sundays, Tuesdays, and Wednesdays.

Anyway, the one reality show that I H>A>T>E is The Hills on MTV. It is really sad to admit it because I remember watching Laguna Beach and the first season of The Hills with my friend Kimmie when I was in college- it was, like, our thing. We'd take over the GIANT television in the common room of the house we lived in with my husband (my fiance' at the time) and another dude and cook different food (mexican night was the best) and laugh and ooh and aah at all the goings-on in the show. But, now...ugh. It is so lame and scripted and interfered with and, most of all, I HATE HEIDI and her ridiculous boyfriend/not-boyfriend/fiance'/not-fiance'/music videographer/stupid ugly guy Spencer. Did you know that they have hired a photographer to follow them around and catch everything they do in their boring stupid ridiculous lives?? Can you believe it? I mean, how crazy/self-involved do you have to be? I have nothing else to say- except to all of you who look at their pictures and still watch The Hills- stop it. Stop the madness. I'm tired of reading about Speidi in US Weekly and People. I mean, she was the answer on Jeopardy the other day! How do we even explain this to future generations?


I'm done. Talk to you all again soon. :)

Chocolate cheesecake is the devil!

I know, I haven't blogged in a while.
I was out of town and when I got back to Tallahassee, I had a giant "to do" list on my desk at work. I'm still sort of on vacation mode, and I'm not feeling very productive, so, aside from practicing the art of procrastination, I haven't really been in the mood to do much at all (including blogging, unfortunately). I got into an e-mail argument with my boss over the weekend and that has just added to my case of the "screw its." Its a real disease, you know. I nurse it with sweets and very-bad-for-you-mexican-food. Hence the title of this blog... one of my co-workers brought in a chocolate cheesecake from Fresh Market this morning (because another of my co-workers is leaving the firm-- good for her!). The thing was so rich and I knew I shouldn't have eaten any... but I did and now I really don't care about doing anything. All I want to do is go home a crawl into my bed, and, perhaps, watch a marathon of some sort on TV. I have tried all morning to get things done and it has been impossible. So, if I'm not working on work, I might as well pretend that I am working by updating my blog. The typing sound tends to soothe my boss out of hysterics. :)

My peachin' good weekend.
So-- let me tell you about my weekend. I went up to the grand ole town of Gilbert, SC for the Lexington County Peach Festival. This is, like, a really big deal there. I mean, it is kind of huge. They have a car show and a market-type thing where you can buy all sorts of items that you don't really need. They also had several "acts" on the main stage in the park-- you know, where mothers have pushed their young daughters into shaking their asses in pink spandex on stage so that the audience can ooh and ahh and the mothers can live vicariously through their daughters. That kind of "act." I must say, the peach ice cream was DE-LICIOUS. Apparently, Gilbert sends their peaches to Mayfield and Mayfield specially makes peach ice cream just for the festival. They were unloading that stuff like crazy on the 4th. And like I said, it was scrumptious. Other than that, the parade was kind of a let-down because it was so political. In South Carolina, their elections for the county council and state congress is at the end of July so the campaigning was in full swing. I think that there were more politicians in convertibles in the parade than there were actual floats. Sad.

Speaking of, I was made aware of another candidate for President this weekend. His name is Chuck Baldwin and he's a nutjob. If you don't agree, you should probably stop reading this now. He wants to do all kinds of crazy things like abolish the IRS (which, I have to say, sounds nice but it a reeeeeeeeeally. reaaaaaalllllly. bad. idea.-- taxes are important), stop dependence on foreign oil (yeah, like thats possible), close the borders to the U.S. (ok, also sounds good, but then who is going to do all the jobs that YOU don't want to do?), and make the laws support a 100% pro-life stance (um, so if a rapist impregnates you, you must have his baby?? cool.). So, anyway, this guy had a "float" in the parade (a GMC truck with Baldwin magnets all over it) and there were people walking along side this truck handing out flyers about why Baldwin should be elected. (*by the way, he is running under the Constitution Party- just for your information). So, this old guy sitting on the sidewalk asks the guy handing out flyers, "Why should we vote for this guy??" and the guy says, "He's an American.... and a Christian." Really? Wow, that's so different from the other candidates. So, because I'm a smart-ass, born and bred, I yelled out, "Well, if that's all it takes, I'm running too!" The guy just walked away and people clapped for me. Haha! Needless to say, I won't be voting for Chuckie.

11 days until my cruise!
My husband and I are heading off on our (belated) honeymoon in a couple of weeks and I can't wait! Mexico and $1 Coronas, here I come! We are going on a Carnival cruise, and its supposedly the oldest boat in the fleet. Yay. I always get that kind of luck... of course, the travel agent didn't think to mention that when we booked it, but whatever. I'll have fun anyway. We are trying to figure out how we are going to sneek our own booze onto the boat because we would like to be able to save some money. If anyone has any ideas, I would love to hear them!

For now, I'm going to go attempt to work on my to do list. Maybe I'll be back later if I can't focus. :)