Miss Priss Does a Blog

I blog here now!

I am not going to be posting here much longer. I've not been very happy with blogger.

Here is the link to my new blog: http://missprissdoesablog.wordpress.com/
When I can figure it out I'll move everything over to the new site. Until then, please replace your links to my blog (if you have one)

As soon as I have more time I'll be designing it and adding more items too it. Especially a blogroll! So, my friends, I have not forgot about you and are still catching up on all your blogs.

Hope everyone is well. If you need me in the meantime just email me!

What the hell is happening?

Suddenly my usually close knit group of friends has turned into a skit of a teenage drama. Something out of The Hills, but even more rediculous. All we do is talk about who said what about someone else who got mad and then got drunk who stayed up until 5 am who slept at so and so's house and are they dating now and what do you think about that?


While it's not fair to state that for every single one of my friends but the majority of us are stuck in this sick little gossip group and I'm certainly as guilty as anyone else.



Then again...maybe it's just me.



But no...



I know I'm not the only person who has made this observation.



It's making me ill.


And I certainly do not want to provoke any feelings of annoyance towards myself. I'm only being honest. I'm acknowledging a situation and working towards avoiding a blow up which I feel is looming espcially with my feelings as of late towards a certain newcomber that shall remain nameless.



I also do not want to appear ungreatful because I love my group of friends and how close we all are. Just, well, something is very off right now.



I find myself forcing myself to do certain things: Stay up later than I want to, have a few drinks too many, smoke a cigarette...all in the name of having a good time. It's all me, I know. It's my choice to do these things and actions. Lately I am starting to feel childish though. It's just not as fun.



I mean, you would think that a group of 24-26 year olf men would know better than to stay up until 3 am drinking on a Thursday night. Then repeat that, over and over again.


When does it end, when do we grow up? Will this be going on until we are 35, 40? I can't handle it. I'm ready for something more. Something more meaningful.



Again, I am NOT saying anything disrespectful to any of my friends. I love all of you and what we all have together is priceless. I wouldn't change it for the world. All I am questioning is the meaning of it all and also I'd like to know if anyone else is as tired of the same old, same old, like I am.

I'm trying to revamp my page.

Oh, and the layout is by http://shelsscraps.blogspot.com/

WoW. And that's all I am going to say about this:

http://www.visionforum.com/hottopics/blogs/dwp/2008/08/4251.aspx
(you'll have to copy/paste, I can't figure out how to attach a link on stupid blogger)

This was not written in the 1950's. It was written this year. It frightens me.

Don't ask how I found this. Let's just say I've been doing some research for a writing project I might be persuing.

Discuss.

There aren't many, but here they are:

Highlights of my Monday:

My computer at work finally got fixed. So I can now work again...that's nice.

I got my swimsuit, goggles and swim cap in. I proceeded to put the swim cap and goggles on and make Alan laugh.

I made it through the day without an iced coffee and managed not to have withdrawls.

A situation at work was diverted and now I can breathe.


**Okay, so below is one of those silly little things that I normally don't do but I have nothing better to write about so this is all you get from me today.


IF I WERE AN ANIMAL - I'd be a bird because I'd love to fly and birds are unusual and quirky creatures.

IF I WERE A MOVIE - I'd be Clueless. Because it's the only movie I actually quote lines from and as cheesy as it is, I love that movie so much!

IF I WERE A FOOD - I'd be an orange. Juice me!

IF I WERE A TV CHARACTER - I'd be Joan Holloway from Mad Men.

IF I WERE A PIECE OF CLOTHING - I'd be a scarf. Multi purpose and so very feminine.

IF I WERE A DAY OF THE WEEK - I'd be Saturday morning when the world is yours.

IF I WERE A HOLIDAY - I'd be Halloween.

IF I WERE A PIECE OF FURNITURE - I'd be a secretary. No, seriously, I've always wanted an old fashioned secretary.

IF I WERE A COLOR - I'd be a sparkle!

IF I WERE A U.S. CITY - I'd be Tulsa. It's home. Always.

I have to brag on my friends and co-workers. I had an AMAZING 27th birthday.

At work on Friday we went to lunch at my favorite NC Mexican Restaurant, El Rodeo. Pretty much everyone in the office went, plus Suzanne and Reuben, who I used to work with. At lunch they presented me with a gift card to go to Jolie, a salon at Cameron Village in Raleigh. I get a facial, manicure and pedicure. I'll probably book it for next weekend. I've never gotten a facial before so I'm super excited. Then, after lunch, they surprised me with a margarita cake from Blue Moon Bakery. This cake was amazing - it tasted just like a margarita but not in a weird way, if that makes sense.

Friday night we went to Garner Ale House and had drinks. I enjoyed many, many vodka tonics and a red headed slut. Beautiful.

Saturday Jessica M. and I went to the Smithfield Outlet Mall and shopped all day. I got two pairs of Nine West shoes and a purse.

In the meantime, Alan, John Z, and Julie had been cooking up semi surprise party plans all day. When Jessica M. and I got back into town they took me over to The Z's and they had decorated the place all pretty and girly and there was a butterfly cupcake cake and Holy Smokes bbq. It was so sweet and nice! We had an awesome party. We played Circle of Death and Quarters with Potent Potable (hawaiian punch, vodka and grape koolaid). Oh, and there were jello shots! So all of my favorite things.

All that was missing was my Mom, Tammy, Jamie and Michelle G, who all of course live in Tulsa and were regrettably unable to attend on such short notice. :)

It was a great birthday and I can't believe everyone made such a big deal out of it. It really meant a lot and I feel totally spoiled.

Oh, and I got the first season of Mad Men for my birthday, so we're watching it tonight.