don’t judge me (i’ll do that myself, thank you)

August 2, 2008 Crystal anti-meat, humor, im cool, medium

ok. ok. i ate some d*mn cheese today.

what? this doesn’t make me a bad person. (right?)

see, what happened was. well. im just SO tired.

seriously.

i even have proof from a doctor.

(and by “proof” i mean “no proof.” but whatever).

here’s the thing, im commuting like INSANE amounts and im not sleeping that much, and i basically leave for work at like 8:30 a.m. and then i don’t get home until 10 p.m. and then i fall onto the bed and sleep and wake up and go back to work. AND im just not eating very much. there’s no time. and i can’t realistically bring a breakfast, lunch, dinner and snack with me to work every day.

AND im getting so exhausted that when i drive at night all the lights blur to the point that i can’t see anything else. and my eye doctor told me (for $25) that i probably just need more sleep because my eyes are so fatigue that they can’t focus.

and i know im not tired JUST because im vegan (was vegan?), but it’s not helping.

and then today, i went to Whole Foods, which is supposed to be like a vegan utopia, and even THEIR salad bar had hardly anything for me to eat.

so i took some mac&cheese and officially decided to take a little break from veganism.

don’t worry, im still vegetarian. and i still want to eat mostly vegan food.

i just need to make sure im getting enough to eat on a regular basis. and i can’t do that as a vegan right now.

it is looking like i will be moving in with a friend closer to my job within the next month or so, so maybe I’ll pick it up again. or maybe not. im not sure.

but for the record, i totally made it 5 and a half months without dairy.

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don’t judge me (i’ll do that myself, thank you)

August 2, 2008 Crystal anti-meat, humor, im cool, medium

ok. ok. i ate some d*mn cheese today.

what? this doesn’t make me a bad person. (right?)

see, what happened was. well. im just SO tired.

seriously.

i even have proof from a doctor.

(and by “proof” i mean “no proof.” but whatever).

here’s the thing, im commuting like INSANE amounts and im not sleeping that much, and i basically leave for work at like 8:30 a.m. and then i don’t get home until 10 p.m. and then i fall onto the bed and sleep and wake up and go back to work. AND im just not eating very much. there’s no time. and i can’t realistically bring a breakfast, lunch, dinner and snack with me to work every day.

AND im getting so exhausted that when i drive at night all the lights blur to the point that i can’t see anything else. and my eye doctor told me (for $25) that i probably just need more sleep because my eyes are so fatigue that they can’t focus.

and i know im not tired JUST because im vegan (was vegan?), but it’s not helping.

and then today, i went to Whole Foods, which is supposed to be like a vegan utopia, and even THEIR salad bar had hardly anything for me to eat.

so i took some mac&cheese and officially decided to take a little break from veganism.

don’t worry, im still vegetarian. and i still want to eat mostly vegan food.

i just need to make sure im getting enough to eat on a regular basis. and i can’t do that as a vegan right now.

it is looking like i will be moving in with a friend closer to my job within the next month or so, so maybe I’ll pick it up again. or maybe not. im not sure.

but for the record, i totally made it 5 and a half months without dairy.

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is it ok if i just talk about driving and cars on this blog from now on?

July 30, 2008 Crystal humor, long

sigh.

so driving has officially taken over my existence.

yesterday, there i was, living my little life in mchenry, illinois when i went to start my ford escourt.

only my ford escourt (we’ll call her penelope) wasn’t having it.

she was all ‘ya. im not going to start. i hate that you just use me for your long-a$$ commutes, and you never get the good gas, and you never say thank-you, and you STILL haven’t gotten my muffler fixed.’

and i was all ‘WHAT!? I thought things were going so well  between us. if it means that much to you i’ll totally get you the 93 octane gas next time.’

but she still didn’t start.

that b*tch.

she didn’t even care that i had to cover a meeting in like 10 minutes. nope. she didn’t care one bit.

so i had to track down the only other reporter who works out of my bureau office and have her drive me to the library.

then, after the meeting, i had to beg the night editor to send someone to rescue me so i could get my story in on time.

at this point an angle appeared. 

his name is Mr. Awesome. (true story) and after he drove me to the main newspaper office in Crystal Lake so I could write my story, he was all ”oh, what? you need a ride to naperville, and that’s one hour away? sure. no problem. and don’t you worry your pretty little head about gas money.”

and since my pretty little head already was worried about my car, i listened to him.

and he drove me home.

and then, i had to figure out how the heck i was going to get back to my poor little car, which had found its way to crystal lake after a little boost from my jumper cables. (before you’re all ‘why didn’t you just drive the dang thing home after you jumped it?’ you should know that she kinda died in crystal lake. so there).

BEST FRIEND TO THE RESUCE (ish).

she said she could totally drive me to crystal lake, but only if i waited for her to get off work. and by waited, she meant, wait in her car in her work parking lot because it would be WAY out of the way to come back and pick me up at home when she got off and then drive me to crystal lake.

because car problems force you to work around others schedules, i totally agreed.

also, she said she would lend me the money for the repair, and since i only have $19.47 in my checking account, i was was pretty much her slave at this point.

so i woke up at 6 a.m. and got ready to go to work with her. i grabbed a pillow and a blanket and got comfy. she parked under a tree and said, ‘have fun.’ and i waited for her in the jewel parking lot for four hours.

(aside: i would like to remind everyone at this point that i DO in fact have a master’s degree. and yet i still don’t have the ability to pay for my own car problems, so i have to subject myself to hours on end in a parking lot.)

finally we made our way back to penelope.

she was still in a pissy mood. i jumped her again (which you’d think she’d like) and a few minutes later she died in the middle of the road.

yep. right there on a busy ass two-lane highway. and the truckers were whatever the opposite of sympathetic is. (mean?)

i pretty much feared for my life at this point.

so i started crying.  

my best friend had to turn around and jump the b*tch again so i could make it to the repair shop. then those idiots at the shop told me they just didn’t have any time to look at her until at LEAST friday.

i gave up on life at this point and decided instead to become a tree. (i had heard they don’t need cars)

luckily my best friend pulled me back to reality and helped me find a mechanic who WOULD help me immediately. (thank you god.)

im pretty sure the shop was just a front for a mob operation (he called someone and told him that he should pick up the ‘mexicans’ now) but whatever, because he totally fixed my car.

and it was only $120.80.

which is about the same amount i spend on gas every week.

so i guess i’ll be ok.

and don’t worry. penelope and i have had a little talk, and i don’t think this will be happening again any time soon. (i told her i was seeing other cars, and she totally got her sh*t together. the ‘check engine’ light is even off.)

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