We were going to go to WDW today. But we didn't 'causeI'm sick. And miserable. I feel like poop. My head hurts, my nose won't stop, my throat hurts and now my neck's all sore because I feel asleep at a bad angle on the couch. ugh........
*sneeze* My nose just just driving me bonkers this..... *sneeze* morning. Ugh. I don't know why either. What stinks is the back of my throat is also kind of sore from the sneeze/drain thing I've got going on with my nose. I so hope I'm not getting sick. That would just stink.
So, today's it. Last day. Two-and-one-half hours and I'm back to the realm of the unemployeed. Oh well. I see an increase in The People's Court in my future. *chuckles* (Hey, she's like a nicer version of the nasty-ass bitch, Judge Judy) Besides, we all know that the more channels you have, the less that's actually on. Our cable system has like almost 200 channels (including like 12 HBO's and 10 Showtimes) so you know there's nothing on tv!
It drives me nuts. There are so many times that I'm doing something totally unrelated to being anywhere near a pc and I think of a great subject to talk about. Something witty and funny. It seems to start to write itself. But, by the time I get to a point or a place where I can actually get around to making an entry, not only can I not remember what it was, but I can't think of anything else to write about. Drives me bonkers. At one point a few years ago I bought myself a little tape recorder and thought that if I brought it around with me that I could babble out things to remember them. Problem was that either I'd lose my inspiring train of thought the minute I tried to talk to the thing, or those moments of inspiration would move to times that I couldn't have it with me (in the shower or something). *sighs* Why is it that I've got this wonderful stash of words and ideas - but that I can't ever get them out in anyway of my head? Blah.
I think I need to get my hair trimmed again. Last time I had it done was at the Spa (my b-day gift that I finally made my appointment for two months later) in July '03. It's gotten really, really long - it's way down past the center of my back. What's crazy is that it was a little less then two years ago that I had cut it to my skirt right about my shoulders. So it's grown like over 12 inches in less then two years. But, the ends are all splitting and uneven again, so I need to actually get it done one of these days. Hair cuts for me are pretty simple. I don't ever want them to do layers or anything (because, more often then not, I wear my hair back and your hair looks really thin when there's these small little bits) and I just want it all even. Take half an inch/inch off or whatever. Just clean it up a bit. Hair is such a weird thing though. I love the stuff on the top of my head but I hate it pretty much everywhere else on my body. *laughs* I do everything I can to keep the one long, healthy and, well, there while I do everything I can to thin, remove, and otherwise have it not there everywhere else.
So, another busy day in the office. All FOUR of the people on this side just piled in the car and headed over to Staples. Oy. Makes me laugh that they're bringing on a full time person when yesterday only one person was left besides me in the office all morning and then today, no one but me is left. There's just something really...wrong about bringing in more help for more hours when you don't even need to be here yourself.
Alrighty, I'm blathering (as usual). I'm going to meander the net for a bit. Ta for now.
Ok, I admit it. The last few nights we were some of the 30-odd million to tune into American Idol. Feel bad about yourself? Just watch these auditions and these people who honestly believe they are the best singers in the world (but who sound like dying roadkill) and suddenly, you don't feel so low anymore. We sat on the couch and just laughed and laughed and laughed. I mean really. These people have to realize how horrible they are, right? Sadly it seems, no, they don't. Tuesday night (Atlanta) there were two especially horrid contestants from this area of Florida. I felt like looking them up in the phone book and asking them what the hell they were thinking. Realizing then that I'd have to listen to them say how they got gypped and they're the REAL THING I decided to just let them live with their nationally televised shame. Honestly though, the audtions are the best part. I mean it's not like they don't know what they're getting into. There's been two years of the show and it's pretty self-evident that you actually have to be able to sing (go figure) to get on the show. Hell, I have a pretty decent voice, but I'm smart enough to know I'm not the best and that I wouldn't win so I wouldn't go an audition. And if by some freakish sequence of events that I did, I wouldn't expect I was the best there and then get pissed when I was told no. Man...sometimes it's just fun to laugh at people and when they set themselves up for it with their ego and their utter and complete lack of any discernable singing talent, you just don't feel bad doing it.
Tomorrow's my last day here. The nice mortgage lady here (the only normal one) came to talk to me. She's sad I'm leaving. That actually makes me feel better about the situation. It still stinks because this was a good gig - close by, easy, generally nice people - and we were just starting to get a handle on getting caught up with my extra income. As much as I'm looking forward to sleeping in on Monday, I will miss it. The three guys - boss and two mortgage guys - all went out to Sam's Club and Cosco 'cause the boss wants to buy a grill. (Yeah, I don't know either.) Though, it's just proof that it's so slow they don't come anywhere near close to needing a full-time person at this point if the three of them can just up and leave to go shopping. *chuckles*
I think that's about it for now. Can't really think of anything else to blather about at the moment. *yawns*
By the way, I'm going absolutely bonkers without a book to read. It's been over a week and a half now. I am NEVER without a book-in-progress and it's painful to not have one. I'm making due with reading some of my Changeling sourcebooks but GRR! It's not the same as a novel. *whimpers*
Welcome to Wednesday. Middle of my day in the middle of the week. Two more hours today and two more days this week.
As Friday gets closer, I tell ya, it gets harder and harder to get out of bed. *chuckles* This morning I was especially groggy and just had to fight to get out of bed. One thing I will really enjoy is sleeping in and sleeping at more comfortable hours. (no matter how much sleep I get, it's never refreshing when I'm forced to go to bed at 11:30pm and wake up at 7:00am)
The clock on the phone here is an hour ahead. So all morning, I've not been paying attention to that (normally I'm good and I recall that it's not right) and here I thought it was well past 11am. Turns out, it's only just coming onto 11am. D'oh! Which stinks because I'm starved. I didn't even remember to bring in my little granola bar thingy I picked up at the store last week so not even a token sacrifice to my hunger. And with not even change in my pocket, I've got to wait until I'm home and I can scrounge for something to eat there. Bah.
My boss uploaded the changed page for the company website. Sure enough, it worked. Go me. I fixed it. And, wow, I didn't know that he wasn't all that knowledgable about computers in general. (he didn't know you could just right-click on the desktop, click properties, settings tab and change your resolution from there for example. He was going in from some really complex XP way into control panel settings or something. Weird.) It always surprises me when I find I know more about something then someone else. I don't know why because it happens a lot. I guess I just give people either the benefit of the doubt, or too much credit. I assume everyone's like me I suppose. (do people not know that you don't have to empty your cache to see a change on a page? That you can just ctrl+refresh/shift+reload to force a new loading of the page? Hrm. Just seems to me that simple things like that are common knowledge.) Anyway, it's weird. Either I forget how smart I am or I forget how stupid most people are. *laughs*
Man. I was so psyched that it was like 11:45. Darnit.
Alright well I can't think of bubkis to talk about so I think I'll just stop blathering. Ta.
Wow. It got chilly. All of a sudden, it's only 55F out there. This morning it was even colder (surprisingly so) while yesterday it was sunny and about 70F. The weather throws us for a loop around here. Sunny on one side of the street, pouring on the other; hot and humid one day, cold with gusty wind the next. C'est la vie.
Today the boss asked if I had any html knowledge. He was having a problem centering an image on the company's webpage. I fiddled with it a bit and I think I got it fixed. Go me. *grins*
Still looking for some comment script, though sheesh, not sure why I should since I've not gotten one comment since my guestbook went down and I stuck up the temp one. It works for me (I tested it; I'm the sole commentator!) so I assume it is working. *grumbles a bit about babbling to herself* (eh, no biggie really, I just miss feedback) I might just stick the guestbook back since it allows for private entries. Though I like comments to be paired with entries. Dilemas, dilemas.
This being my last week is still the talk of the office. *chuckles* I'm flattered. Everyone seems sad for me to go. I'll enjoy sleeping in and getting to roll over and snuggle back into my pillow when the alarm goes off at 7am, but I will miss it. It was pretty easy, everyone's (for the most part) pretty nice and it was a really good, low-stress situation for me to get back into the working world and overcome the challenges of my stomach and my migraines. (Despite four hours a day under the lights, I only had to miss one day due to migraine in two months and despite some close-call days, I only had one case where I needed to be home and deal with stomach issues - and that was because of a stomach flu. Yeah! That may sound sad, but I have a very delicate and tempromental system. That's excellent for me.) It was also good because I've been really good about getting up and going in whether I felt like it or not. (Overcoming my mental hestitations and the ever up-and-down depression has been the hardest, but I think I've come the furthest with it. It's done me good to get out and have some schedule and responsibility - even when I don't want to deal with it.) All-in-all I'm going to miss it and still, I feel better about myself coming out of it then when I went in. It feels like a success and that's so helpful for me.
I've been working on so many mail things lately mainly because of my free time here to write out letters, that I've got a stack to go out and no postage to send them. Oops. And, I'm dead broke until my Love gets paid Friday. (So broke, we're in that we've already scrounged all our change and now there's nothing left kind of broke.) So...hope everyone doesn't think too poorly of me for waiting for a week or two after the date I wrote the letters until when I can afford to send them. I should hope not, but I still feel bad when I sign up for a exchange and I'm late on my side not because I didn't remember, but because I don't have the $0.60 or whatever to send it. (makes me feel pretty shitty. but, when you don't have $0.60, you just don't have it.)
Hrm...alrighty. Well I think I've run out of things to say for now. I'll be heading home in about 25 minutes. (yeah! I'm starved - had a bowl of cerel for my only meal of the day yesterday. we'll see what I can scrounge today) So I guess I'll close. Ta for now.
Apparently, this is the last week of my temp job. I was notified today that they're bringing in someone full time starting next Monday. The boss was very adamant about keeping me in their payroll system so that I could fill in or help out as needed though in the future (and/or if it doesn't work out with their new person). I knew going in it was temp, but darnit, it was easy and the extra money really helps. I guess I'll have to start looking around for something else part time. I did feel good though that the two mortgage people thought it was a) stupid for them to bring on someone full time since they're still D-E-A-D slow and b) a waste since they like me, know me, and didn't want me to leave. Made me feel better. *sighs* That extra cash was REALLY helpful so now I really need to find something to replace it. Doubt I can find such an easy gig though. I do have one more check coming my way so that's good, but darn!
All day, I've been unable to access my own sites. After extensive discussion with my webhost it seems that RoadRunner fudged up their DNS info. So, despite the fact that my domains were moved to the new server like two weeks ago and have been working fine ever since, they just up and STOPPED working today. I couldn't access them at all. Thankfully, in mid-sentence of compossing an email to the tech support telling them to update their DNS info, they blinked back on. *poof* Suddenly after like ten hours my domains existed again. They better stick around now.
Came home and tried to sleep. Laid there for a couple hours, dozing on-and-off but my ghetto complex kept waking me up with car radios blarring, cars squeeling tires, people yelling, laughing REALLY loudly, or otherwise just talking like they had gone deaf, the maintenence draining some water problem from the building next to me, the pumps going, stomping up and down the stairs, etc. What do these people all do? 2pm on a Monday and they're noisey as hell. Grr. So I didn't get much rest but I finally had to give up.
My Love and I finally - yeah I know the date - took our xmas tree down. We've been meaning to for like two weekends now but just keep not getting to it. The living room's all cleaned up and looks way bigger again. I always miss the tree though - it provides the BEST lighting. After like two hours of putting the living room back to normal, I'm even more beat. But when I saw that the domains resolved again for me, I wanted to pop off a quick note.
I'm going to mosey. Four more days and so this week, I still need sleep. Tonight even more then normal. Ta for now.
I slept a total of about an hour and a half last night. Bah. My alergies were bothering me really bad yesterday. Pollen counts are way up in the area and it poured in the morning. By the afternoon, I gave in and took a Claritin. (non-drowsy, 24-hour allergy pills.) Work really great and all, but they make me jittery. All night I laid there, desperately trying to sleep but unable to actually get over the hump. You know that feeling? When you’re comfortable, and tired but your mind won’t give into sleep?
I finally was able to doze off about 5:45am or so. Then of course the alarm went off at 7am and that was that. My Love wanted me to call in and sleep - he said I should go get the phone at about 4:30am as I lay there awake - but I had a really awful migraine last Sunday and Monday and missed Monday last week. Doing it again would have looked really bad. So I'm here and I'm trying to just remain awake enough to get through the day and drive home afterwards. I'm out of here at noon today though because I need to get my Love this afternoon. So, three hours. I can make it. (I hope!) When I get home, I'm going back to bed.
What helps you fall asleep when you're stuck at that point? What do you do? Do you give in and get up? Do you go read? Drink warm milk? Unfortunately, for me, since it was a chemical-induced inability to sleep (thanks to the reaction of my system to the Claritin), none of my normal techniques worked. I tried regulating my breathing and the tricks I do to empty my mind. But I just laid there, body half asleep but mind unable to get over the hurdle.
