Monday, April 12, 2010

Day 21 from France:
Violently Hormonally Imbalanced?

Shaboom sends us her update from Paris...

5am - I woke up a few minutes before Obsessed!'s alarm.

5:05am - Obsessed's alarm started blaring. He refused to turn it off. I beat him.

5:10am - After 5 minutes of pinching, hitting and bitching, I finally succeeded in kicking him out of bed. I was pissed at the prospect of not falling back asleep because he is lazy, thoughtless and inconsiderate.

5:15am - He finished his loud farting routine in the adjacent bathroom. I was ANNOYED and slightly nauseous.

5:20am - Obsessed! was dressed, finally shut off his alarm and the bright light. He went down to make himself some breakfast.

5:35am - He left with his breakfast which he ate in transit in the car and MIRACLE I fell back asleep

10am - I woke up (for good this time)

3pm - I was starting to get hungry. I thought, "Am I really going to have to feed myself?" What a spoiled brat I am, I know. I ate a few licorice candies.

8pm - Dinner - salad & pasta.

It's been 11 days since I had my trial day as a waitress in that chic Saint Germain café. The manager told me to take home a menu to study and that she'd call me with my work schedule the following day. Something tells me that she's not going to call. Either she was vacationing in Scotland and was abducted by the Lochness Monster or I am a college educated waitress reject. At least I wont have to eat more warm vomit on toast anytime soon. I'm sure dressing like a homeless person on my first day probably wasn't a good idea either.

I have my hopes up for a shot at a cool café slash night club slash restaurant in the Bastille area. I'll let you know if I ever get a call from them. They sounded pretty interested the last time we spoke, but I might just be setting myself up for more unending job rejection. Stay tuned!

It's funny because it's pitiful.


  1. Really? You got hungry and had 2 pieces of licorice candy? I'm calling your boyfriend!

  2. I feel so horrible for you that obsessed left you hungry. Thank you for keeping it real!

  3. I am just relieved that I am not the only one that is p.o.'d when the alarm goes off at 5am and someone keeps hitting the snooze button. I often feel so guilty for getting so irritated but then I think: Seriously? Who sets an alarm for 5am, sleeps through 10 snooze cycles, and is not surprised that the other person in bed might be a little miffed that she can't get back to sleep?!
    Clearly he was born without the "considerate" gene.
    And clearly I need to bring this up in our next counseling session.

  4. When Obsessed! and I first started ahem "hanging out" I had him TRAINED. But I guess the honeymoon is over.

    *le sigh*