I wasn’t going to do confessions this week because I took all week to come up with last week’s list and I got kind of confessed out! My list this week was turning out to be lame and ranty, but I am going for consistency, here and if you don’t like it, well whatever, I probably don’t either. Let’s get together and bitch about me, shall we?

As usual, these are my own personal thoughts, un-santized for your entertainment. Wetnap?

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I don’t normally (or I try not to) blog twice a day, but I didn’t want to wait to post this!

The Blogosphere has recognized my greatness and bestowed an award upon me. This award comes to me from Heart and Hairspray, one of my fellow LadyBloggers. Gaze upon it:

I’d like to thank Jesus, my momma, my manager, and the 238 people  searching for blackberries that keep finding my blog.  WTF, I have ONE post on my blackberry.

According to the rulez, I have to state 7 things that people might not know about me. And tag 7 people. Uh. Okay.

1. I never tag people. *eep* I know, I’m a rebel.

2. I am a military brat. I have lived in OK, TX, CA, SD, IN, WA and GA. Most of those places I lived before I turned 12. My father retired at Fairchild Air Force Base in Spokane, WA. I left Spokane 15 years later and moved to Georgia by myself. Best thing I could have ever done.

3. I have been at my current job the longest I have ever been at a job… since 2004. Technically, it’s with a family of companies so while my job title has changed, I’ve worked with just about the same people for 6 years. Wow. I think I am an adult, or something.

4. I graduated with a degree in Interpersonal Communication Studies. That means I can ask, ‘would you like fries with that’ with a deep compassion, understanding, and deference to other cultural, gendered, or nationality or relational differences. I was supposed to be an English teacher. I got to college, looked at the main coursework for an Ed major, said “eff that, Comm Studies looks fun!” And it was. I loved loved loved Communication Studies. I wish I’d opted for a more specific track like Public Relations or Journalism. I could have, but with IP you got to take all of the classes with none of the Internships. I regret not doing an internship.

5. I minored in Teaching English as  Second or Foreign Language, spurred by my experience with  a Japanese roomate my freshman year and working with English Language programs at my University.  While I excelled in it, my ego was trampled upon when I applied to work abroad and didn’t get the job. All my co-workers did, though. I pretty much figured I sucked at it, and decided I didn’t want to teach. Because being an Executive Assistant is so where it’s at, ya’ll. :|

6. Watashi wa nihongo ga sukoshi dake hanashimasu. Translation:  I speak a little Japanese. I took a year of it in college. Got a 4.0. I’ve always loved languages- I took 3 years of Spanish in high school. Sometimes when I watch Telemundo, I can almost understand what’s going on. When I go to the Dominican salon to get my hair done, sometimes I eavesdrop. I’m nowhere near bi-lingual or multi-lingual but being curious about other languages has come in very handy. And I can also say, excuse me, which direction is the bathroom (Ano sumimasen ga. Oteari wa dochira desuka?), which, you know… is a phrase people should really learn in any language  Ah, I miss Japanese.

7. Man, that elusive number 7. It should be a good one… let me think, let me thiiiiinnnnkkkk. I have no idea. Uhm. I like underripe bananas? Especially if they’re really cold.  I don’t know, people! The pressure. I buckled.

So like I said, I normally don’t tag people, let alone 7 of them, but I think Tex and Green Eyes and Becky would actually do it. SO DO IT.  And link back! YAY.

*curtsy*

Disclaimer- My confessions are my real and true thoughts and are not intended to be Politically Correct. If you want me to lie about how I feel, I require dinner first.

I confess that I hate small talk. Ooooh. Hate. I am shy (seriously) and I don’t like having to think of inane things to say. I don’t have a feeling about the weather. I really don’t. It’s cold or it’s hot. Okay. That’s about as far as that conversation is going. I was taught that a conversation is like a game of volleyball– each person is responsible for volleying “the ball” over the net and not letting the “the ball” hit the floor. I hate sports analogies.

I confess I will roll my eyes if someone sends me a video link to YouTube. I don’t want to see a six year old dance to Single Ladies, a talentless hack embarass him or herself in front of the nation and so help me Jeezy, if the link is the cast of Glee even breathing, I will cut.you. View the rest of this entry…

This afternoon,  I got my usual  ’dingly ding!’ notification from my Berry that I had an email in my Gmail account.  I opened it and was horrified… well, not horrified, just kind of annoyed and confused… this BUZZ thing had forced itself on me.

The What?

Google Buzz is…. something. You know what? I don’t know what it is.

I heard about it yesterday, proceeded to ignore it, and it showed up in my Google account today, molesting all of my email and mingling with my Google docs. Earlier today, I said something to the effect of ‘I’ll want GoogleBuzz like I wanted GoogleWave, and then I’ll get it, and then stare at it, and then go……………….the what???  Because I still don’t know what GoogleWave is!

It looks to me to be kind of facebookish except it’s just for your Google contacts.  And twitterish except it supposedly does more than twitter. But…….just for your Google contacts. Cause, those are the only people I want to talk to all day. I totally want to maintain 2-3 methods of social interaction open, as well as IM and email. TOTALLY.

It seems to work with chat and twitter and Picasa. It also slices and dices and leaves your laundry with a fresh, clean linen scent. Too bad I don’t really need one of those Slap Chop things and I already use those Purex laundry sheets. Turns out I don’t need this Google Buzz thing.

This will probably turn out like Twitter, which I had a year before I really even used it, swore I’d never really be into it, and now it’s pretty much where most of my online social interaction happens.

But hey… if twitter and facebook ever blow up… man… I’ll be right on this… BUZZ… thing….

I love these music survey things. I have so much stuff on my iPod that I forgot I a) liked and b) actually added. Oy. Let’s see what we’ve got:

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Lollipop (Mika) …Uhm. Well. Lickable…???  I don’t know.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A BOY?
9 to 5  (Dolly Parton) .. Yeah after about 8 hours…. get out.

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
The Bad Guys Always Die  (Eminem) ….I don’t know if I’m the bad guy or…..???  But at least Dre is on this track?

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Tender Love  (Force MD’s) …If only you knew how funny this was. And how I have no idea who Force MD’s are. A musical troupe of physicians? *shrug*

WHAT’S YOUR MOTTO?
How Can I Fall (Breathe) …Kind of appropriate. I do all my own falling. it’s a skill. I find a new way to fall everyday.  And WOW this song is old!

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Cherish  (Kool& The Gang)  …I might be a little egotistical but of my real friends, I’d say this is true. Okay, acquaintances, too.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Captain  (Dave Matthews Band) … I guess so. I’m the strong one. Big Mike is the ‘avoider’.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
True Colors  (Cyndi Lauper) …I love this song. It kind of makes me cry. And it’s actually pretty true. A lot of times I wonder if people are like… really real with me. Is that you, or the you that you want me to see, or know? I’m real. Are you?

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
All I Need  (Jack Wagner) … I just wrote it down.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
River of Dreams (Billy Joel)  …Hm. Not quite GreenEyes but uhm… I could make it work…

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Next Time I Fall (Peter Cetera/ Amy Grant) … Yeah, I’m always talking about the next time I fall in love. Like, all day it’s all I talk about. *rolleyes* But yeah. I’ll know better what to do. Keep my effing mouth shut.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
What Love Is  (Mary J Blige) … I don’t like this meme all of a sudden

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Coming Up (Paul McCartney) …I don’t like anyone but it’d be nice to have someone on deck!

WHAT WILL/DID YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Bootylicious (Destiny’s Child)  …Uhm. I seriously don’t think anyone can handle this jelly. But OMG how fun would this be for my bridesmaids…. in their frilly ugly fuschia knee length taffeta and glittery open toed sandals…. yeah. Picture it, ya’ll. My Big Fat Bootylicious Wedding. I don’t think you can handle this…

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Every Little Step (BOBBAY!  Bobby Brown) …I was just talking about Mr Brown yesterday. It’d be appropriate.  I’d like to be wearing the little red bike shorts he’s wearing in this video.

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
I Wanna Have Some Fun  (Samantha Foxx) … We’re probably not talking about the same kind of fun. *blank stare* Maybe.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
The Boy from Ipanema (Diana Krall) …Actually if the boy was holding a snake, or he was pushing me out of a plane, I’d be scared.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Nite And Day (Al B Sure) …Yes. I have a prominent unibrow. And…. I feel better having admitted it to the world.

WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?
Nothin’ But A Good Time (Poison) … And no more Brett Michael’s Reality Shows

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Take a Chance on Me (ABBA) …I just think this song rocks. And so do my friends.  *dances*

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Bust a Move (Young MC) …HA! I love it. I met Young MC once, back in the day when I was a radio girl. Nice, nice, nice guy. Very intelligent.

Ah, that was fun. *Rewinds to Bootylicious again*

I love that Stevie Nicks is playing guitar on this song. Love love love her! And love the MJ tribute!