pessimist

Holy BAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH

my stomach is killing me. it's probably a tapeworm.

I've missed the deadlines for summer school. And fall semester. I'm... just... really frustrated.

Both parents had a birthday this week. My mom wanted gifts- check. My dad wanted a card- check. The card almost made me cry- seriously. Give that card writer a raise.

I don't have anything extraordinarily excellent to share.

So there was my pessimist blog.

"I've found the internet is just another way to be rejected by women."

-George, YGM

ha. i love george.

Liz Lemon

Friday. La la la la la. Yes, I just sang that in my office.

My secretary, my boss and me are here today, on this most dreary of days. It's a little lonely.

I suppose the total lack of people should entice me to get some work done. We'll see if that happens.

I have recently re-kindled my adoration of 30 Rock. It's top five of my favorite shows... ever. Maybe because I think I'm Liz Lemon. Throw in a dash of lazy Lois Lane and well, the Maren eccentricities, (I spelled that right on the first try- SHAZAM) and there you have it.

Okay. Let's get something straight. I like texting. It is handy. But for serious conversations or for saying anything of worth, it can go to hell. Had a guy I used to date text me this past week to brag about his recent accomplishments. Ass. I almost threw my phone against the wall.

Young Life is about over for the year. It makes me sad. I'm going to cry when the seniors leave. I can't imagine what it's like for teachers to see their kids exit those halls every year.

I have Beatles songs stuck in my head today.

ANDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD I bought five new vinyls in the last week. I'm so happy I could wet myself.

never

get involved with people from work, by means of work, or that have anything to do with your work.

I'm going to St. Louis this weekend. I cannot express my happiness over this fact.

I haven't been out of Colorado Springs in over a year. Weekends in the mountains don't count.

My heart is just sour thinking about last weekend. I need some time laughing with my my friends and forgetting about... well, most things.

Some days- today days- I hate, hate, hate being a woman. I hate crying and I hate over-thinking and I hate hurting.

However, I have a new skirt and a new shirt to wear in the airport. I feel bomb. :)

So Jesus, save me from myself. Please. Because I can't do any of this alone.

Maren: How do I end up with these guys?

Kendra: At least you're on the radar!

Maren: Yeah, on the radar to be f*cked.

Peace and Grace

Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we rejoice in the hope of the glory of God.

yay monday

I think today might be the first time I've ever been truly, genuinely, totally glad that it's Monday.

The weekend almost drowned me. One of the worst of my entire life.

Unreal. I just can't believe how horrible it was.