Sunday, April 29, 2007

I almost forgot - Happy Birthday Chris!

50 flipping years old. Oh my hell!

If you don't have anything nice to say...

Hi. Today's blog entry is brought to you by the letters F and U. Nah, I'm just kidding.

The weather has been beautiful since I got back here. My days are full. I have very good friends here, and I enjoy my job. The days can be long but it isn't bad because the water all around me provides me with good mojo and I can totally dig it. We just had lunch with some great people and though they are on their way back to Wisconsin, we'll see them in about 3 weeks. And I am not doing escrow. Life is good.

I think it is important for us to capitalize on the good things in our lives. Even if you whole life is for shit, there has to be SOMETHING. Like, maybe you reproduced and your kid isn't in jail or juvenile detention or time out or whatever. Or maybe you have the means to live in a nice house. There has to be something. Or maybe not, I mean, maybe you are just one of those people who just gets shit dumped on them every day - constantly running out of toothpaste or Cap'n Crunch, car breaking down all the time, job is a nightmare, nothing good on TV.

Frankly, I don't think it's any excuse.

I think that there is no excuse to constantly put others down under the guise of "it's just my opinion". If it's your opinion and nobody asked you for it, keep it to yourself. MY opinion of of Funions is that they are a taste sensation, but you don't see me running up and shoving that down everyone's throat, do you? No. I keep it to myself. It's easy.

I think it is pretty common knowledge that when someone puts somebody else down, it is because they want to feel better about themselves. Everybody knows that. And yet people still do it. It's actually a good indicator of the kind of person they are. I don't particularly want to be around people who have nothing nice to say. We all bitch, and we all have something to say about other people, but really, if it's just slamming someone for no real reason, the only damage you are doing is to your own reputation. I know it, you know it, the person you are talking to knows it. So since we have all agreed that it's just kind of pathetic and embarrassing, it's probably time to stop.

I think the definition of the best friend you can have is someone who can tell you the worst things that affect your life and happiness without making you feel like shit about it. And that are there for you through good times and bad times. And who stick up for you when some unhappy little nothing person tries to make you look bad. I am lucky to say that I have a few of those. On the flip side, we all have acquaintances that try to be one thing but really are another, and sooner or later, you find out about them. I am not hurt anymore by the people in life that try to screw me, I just feel sorry for them. I think pity is the worst thing anyone can feel toward another person, even worse than hate. I don't want to waste the energy hate demands. I would rather just know that even though some people are out there blundering around in their unhappiness and trying to shove it down everyone else's throat in an effort to make themselves look good, at least I feel sorry for them and the fact that sooner or later they will be friendless and will finally have to face themselves in the mirror.

And that is all I have to say.

Well, one more thing, really. Nice people are invaluable. It's not that hard to be nice. I think more people should try it once in a while.

Have a nice day!

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

So, yeah. I really encourage everyone to come visit.

Come to Cancun if you don't already live here, or come down to My Place if you do. But if you DO, I just have one request, please. DO NOT sing "Summer Nights" from Grease, "I Will Survive" by whoever that is, Gloria Gaynor? or "Hit Me With Your Best Shot" by Pat Benetar. I never want to hear any of those songs again. Ever.

I'm serious.

Monday, April 23, 2007

I feel kinda bad

Because I haven't posted much. I'd say it's because I am somewhat busy but really, my time on the computer I am doing other things. But I am checking in with you now moments before tequila tasting at Gran Caribe Real, and after that I will shlepp around a few hotels, and then I will come back here and maybe eat. Stayed here til like 3 last night, Marita and Dave are in town and I had some beers and tequilas and had a great time with them. Tonight we are supposed to have a bunch of people too, but I won't be drinking. Huge attack of colitis this morning, haven't had one in YEARS, and the best cure for that is fiber and water, so there I go.

Anyway, since it appears I can ramble on even with no time and nothing to say, I will bid you adieu, until next time, which should be soon.

Did I mention I spend most of my time here in the club? Not complaining, just spend a lot of time here. I am like furniture. Furniture that drinks a lot of water.

Friday, April 20, 2007


Turns out, Trip Advisor has a blog. If you are bored, avoiding phone calls, or trying to put off printing out those docs, check it out. It's kinda funny.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007


Okay. Fun for me. Probably not so fun for others. I know I am not a perfectionist by any means, but I am a stickler for competency. And by God you better listen to me when I'm speaking to you.

J & J are telling the staff that I bought into the club and so therefore I have a vested interest. That way when I rip Rafa a new one (which I did yesterday) they will know why. And that I am not just here on vacations and am Vacations Fun Joyce, but rather someone you better listen to.

It's simple, really. I am not asking you to do anything you didn't already agree to do when you took the job. Keep me happy, life is good. Piss me off... hmm... not so much.

Your Birthdate: September 13

You're dominant and powerful. You always need to be in charge.
While others respect your competence, you can be a bit of a dictator.
Hard working and serious, you never let yourself down.
You are exact and accurate - and you expect others to be the same way.

Your strength: You always get the job done

Your weakness: You're a perfectionist to a fault

Your power color: Gray

Your power symbol: Checkmark

Your power month: April

Monday, April 16, 2007

Are you giving up on me yet?

So one of these days I am going to move the big giganto extremely heavy carved-from-a-tree-trunk table over there and make it easier for me to actually use my cracktop in here, but I haven't done it yet and so for now, I am not as active on the old blog as I could be. But here is the gist of it: I am running constantly.

Today I hit some hotels with my trusty sidekick Luis and then we did a little promo gig at one of the resorts, and then Janet came down to the club (I went home at 10 last night, and Joe and Janet actually worked til like 3am) (big night) and we ran to centro to pay some bills and get some things at the store and drop some stuff at the house off Palenque. Got back at around 6 with the full intention of eating some dinner and then going home, but we finally got out of there around 9:45. And here I sit, for you, because I fear you will forget that my blog is here. Hello!

Tomorrow I have pretty much the same gig going on. It's fun. I am having a good time with it. It is so ridiculously NOT ESCROW you can't even believe it. I feel that is a plus. Escrow is definitely a good gig, but after a while... I don't know, I think I was meant to be out and about. I like to be all chatty and stuff. I need to remember though that walking around out there means my nose is out there, got a little bit of a sun burn on my face, so it might behoove me to put a little sunscreen on it. I didn't think it was that big but what the hell.

So here I sit, eating a Mamut, drinking some water, and thinking about my decision. You know what? It was a good one. Here's my take on hanging out here and trying to survive: I'll just roll with it. Whether I am happy inside or not doesn't have too much to do with my locale, it has to do with my attitude. Don't get me wrong, being here gives me the opportunity to be the person I like to be, but I think that girl was somewhere deep down inside when I was up north. She only showed her head once in a while (like Wednesdays - they were happy days). So long as I am comfortable, productive, and can make at least one person (besides Janet) smile in the day, I am successful. So there you go.

I'm still around, don't give up yet!

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Look! It's Becky!

Here's Becky (from Portland) and Christine at my little going away gig. I think I said, "Hey Becky!" or something.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Hovering (and a confusing happy birthday)

Oh my hell it took me forever to get a signal here today. I need to move this big ass table from one side of the room to the other, but it looks like it was carved out of a single tree so it's not going to be a one-gal job. Once I get that bitch over to this side of the room I can set up my laptop so that it actually GETS the signal consistantly, as opposed to the way it is right now, where if I lean a certain way there is no signal. Wireless: it's a good thing, if you don't live in a concrete building.

So yeah, not really much to report still. Had a meeting yesterday that lasted a few hours, at the club, and then ran errands. I haven't been in the sun (to lay out) since I don't know, Monday, so I need to get on that this morning. I am pale and it's starting to get hot so I need to be able to wear shorts for Pete's sake.

I would also like to say Happy Birthday to a couple of people this morning: Jeff M. from Boston (ish) and Rugged in LA. I THINK that Jeff's birthday was yesterday, which would make Rugged's birthday today. If that is NOT the case then Jeff's is today and Rugged's was yesterday, or worse yet, Jeff's is today and Rugged's is TOMORROW (or vice versa). I knew all this in the proper format 20 years ago, and since I have recently been in touch with both of them, I am trying to remember. Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY to both of you - you look the same today as you did in 1986!*

Okay. So I have finished my internet related responsibilities for the morning and am going to throw on my suit and run downstairs for some sun, and then off to the races, as they are. Hope there is some excitement on your end, for now, I am just floating in limbo.

* I haven't seen Jeff since 1986 or '87, besides a pretty good pic of him and Britney, but my memory is fantastic...

Monday, April 09, 2007

Quick check-in

So I got here on Wednesday and stayed with Janet at her and Joe's unit in Solymar for two nights, and then a room opened up at Salvia (some woman's apartment that she doesn't rent out, so it's like her home. It's wierd, her food is like all over and it's awkward using her towels) so I moved over there. It was Easter break for Mexicans so the place was a zoo. The first night the 19 kids all staying in the unit next door were in and out and loud and crazy and someone actually started playing the trumpet at like 2 am. They all left on Sunday afternoon, and no trumpets for Saturday night, just bongos and a lot of breaking glass. Yikes.

I have been able to lay out a few days for a couple of hours a day, and that's good, but not yet good enough. The weather is fabulous, low to mid 80s with a good breeze. I have been spending a lot of time with the Ceruttis doing my thing, or trying to, getting into the swing of things and seeing old friends. Some of them anyway. Now that the holiday is over it is back to business, so I have a meeting or two set up for this week and we'll go from there.

Other than that, just living out of a suitcase til Wednesday when I move back to Solymar - not as conveniently located in terms of getting to the club, but there is always the bus, and I have to remember how much I love that. Because I did once, didn't I? Or did I? I don't think I did. I won't have constant internet access until then, hence my silence, so for now I just check email and sometimes lug this cracktop over to the club and feed off their wireless, like I am doing now.

So I'll go. And check back with you when I am more settled. Whatever that means.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Wrapping it up

So I have been incommunicado because that Janet is here and we have been busy little bees. Janet has been working her ass off, and as her supervisor, let me just tell you that she deserves a raise. It's too bad I currently don't have a job or I'd give her a big fat one.

My last couple days of work were pretty uneventful, except for the fanfare and the Thursday night going away party at Azteca. Turned out to have quite the little crowd and frankly, they spent entirely too much money on me, the girl that seems to keep coming back and then leaving again. But hey, I had a lot of fun and I am glad they get so fired up about my not working there anymore. Good times.

Friday I left work around 12:30 and the kiddies all sort of lined up to say goodbye, which was nice. You know, it's nice to know you are making an impact on people, after all. So thanks to anyone from First American who is reading this, it was great working with you for 11 months and I had a nice time back here in the real world, spending exhoribitant amounts of money on stuff I ultimately just packed away.

Saturday night we (Mark, Marshy, Shelia, Kirsten, Janet and I) went to Becky's for drinks and that was a blast - the kids wanted to play charades (you know I don't normally like organized games) and we really had a good time with that. Got home like at 3, like that's any surprise, and Sunday night we went to dinner with Tom, Barbie and Mom to Jake's. Very nice night as well.

Tomorrow the movers come at 2 to take the furniture and boxes to Kim's basement (thanks again Kim!), and then I will go to Becky's to drop off the car and hand over the title and all that fun stuff, and then off to Barbie's for a tiny bit of sleep before leaving at 3:40 to get to the airport at 4. Crap. My $180 one way ticket is going to be like $150 more in overweight luggage, but what can you do... the good news is Janet managed to get my featherbed in an extra-large space bag so no hard beds for Joycie!

All in all, busy busy, haven't been online much at all. It's frightening (here in the dark) to know that I am doing this, but good things are coming. Looking forward to looking like a complete soggy mess 75% of the time: it's all in the attitude.

I'll be more regular soon.

Night all.