Bad Day Gone Good

So, I was feeling frustrated this morning (and by morning, I mean 11:45-ish) because I was running a little late for class. I was especially annoyed when I stepped outside, only to be greeted by my car completely encased in ice, with a light sprinkling of snow on top for good measure. Argh. So, I spent 15 minutes clomping around my poor little car-cicle, until my fingers were numb, my car mostly scraped, with a mere 5 minutes left until my class started.

When I pulled into the lot, I ran (okay, I guess it was more of a power-walk) into the building only to find my classroom deserted. Totally empty. I had been absent the previous class period, and apparently missed the memo that there was no class today. BOO.

I stomped back to my car, now conveniently and uselessly defrosted, drove to my apartment, and continued my frustrated stomping into my living room. I was inwardly grumbling when I put some leftover enchiladas into the microwave in an attempt to eat my crankies away. As I settled down on the couch to dig in, I saw this clip on "The Soup," and it honestly made my bad day turn good. I laughed so hard I cried, and I ALMOST had to spit out my half-chewed food. Bless Joel McHale's sarcastic and occasionally profane little heart.

Edit: Youtube wouldn't let me embed the clip from the soup, so here is some footage of the dog it featured:

And now for something totally original and not at all late...

My New Years Resolutions.... (It's still January, OK? don't judge me)

1. Write in my journal semi-daily, and blog weekly.

2. Go down a dress size.

3. Resist the urge to weigh myself every time I come within a 50 mile radius of a scale... and stop hanging my self esteem on the amount of force the earth's gravitational pull has on me.

4. Pay off all my credit card debt, or at least most of it.

5. Be painfully honest, especially when something/someone is bugging me.

6. Read 50 new books...and some of them will be classics

Good old Murphy's Law....

Murphy's Law: (noun) an adage in Western culture that broadly states, "if anything can go wrong, it will." It is also cited as: "If there's more than one possible outcome of a job or task, and one of those outcomes will result in disaster or an undesirable consequence, then somebody will do it that way"; "Anything that can go wrong, will," the similar "Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong," or, "Whatever can go wrong will go wrong, and at the worst possible time, in the worst possible way."

Warning: This blog is going to be full of my whiney-complaining.


I've decided that it's okay to hate Murphy's Law (since, being a 'cultural adage', it doesn't have feelings). I had to search long and hard for something to hate today, because all of the people and organizations involved in the explosion of bad luck that has settled on my lap in the past few days have been uncannily polite and kind - in a word, blameless.

So, I had to channel my frustration somewhere else- and I think that it's okay to rail and berate a proverb instead.

Tami's List Of Awesomely Epic Fail-age

1. Having my car towed from the parking lot next to the stadium (that one was my fault, actually - I didnt' know that it wasn't allowed to have your car there overnight!)

2. Not discovering that it had been towed until a week and a half after the fact, (since I was in Utah for Christmas) racking up $525 in storage fees - plus the initial $100 towing fee.

3. Since I wasn't able to pick it up until 3 days after I had gotten back into town, (the place was closed until today) I had to walk to Walmart on Saturday. I had food, but I was out of deoderant. Boo. Deo is something I refuse to go without. I can't handle being stinky. Anyways. It took about an hour, and on the way I slipped in the snow, fell on my knee, and tore a hole in my favorite jeans (the ones that magically make my tushy look small).

4. After picking up my car, turning it on in the parking lot to warm up, getting out to brush the snow off and shutting the door behind me (with my purse inside), I remembered that my doors sometimes lock themselves in the cold.

5. Yep, I was locked out of my car for 45 minutes. Outside. In the snow. Alone. No boots, no coat. In the creepy parking lot of Barney's Towing & Repair.

Okay, so that list was alot shorter than it felt like it should have been. On the brighter side....

Tami's List of Moderately Epic Win-age

1. On my way out of Walmart, my old roomie drove by and asked if I needed a ride home. WIN!

2. I was able to haggle down the towing and storage fee down from $625 to $300. Go me!

3. The towing place I picked my car up from had someone that they were able to call to jimmy the locks on my door. They were super nice, and almost apologetic that they even towed my car.

4. Mom was comforting, suppotive and calm when I told her how much it was going to cost. PS, my mom's the best.

5. I will never take my car & independence for granted again. I also discovered that I have a hard time asking for rides and help - something I need to work on.

6. School doesn't start till Wednesday, so I still have plenty of time to get books and such.

7. I was able to get home safely, and cheer myself up by looking at Failblog. EPIC WIN!

Here are some funny 'Fails' that put things in perspective for me....

"DOUBLE FAIL"


"CABLE FAIL"


"DANCE FAIL"


"SPEEDING TICKET FAIL"

my car got towed.

And I'm too angry to blog about right now.

More on that front tomorrow.