28 year old
Pagan female who lives in Florida with her guy and two cats,
loves Disney, reads fanatically, tinkers in photography and
believes growing up is overrated.
There are people on the net that have nothing better to do
with their time
then be nasty to other people online. They post rude comments, spend hours
a day talking about sites they hate so much, that they well, spend hours a
day talking about them. (lame) They mock the owners and posters for their
opinions and their right to free speech. They expect everyone to fit into
their narrow-minded little world view or else they throw a temper tantrum.
To these people I say grow up.
Here's a bit of info people...the web is
a HUGE place. If you don't like what I say here, or who I am, or what I
do, or talk about, or what I look like, or the color of my hair, or
whatever asinine thing you dwell on, go somewhere else. It's
really, really easy. Honest. You just click the little "x" in
the corner of your browser and *poof* the offending, big, mean and nasty
site has disappeared.
I pay for this site. It's mine. That
means I can use it for whatever the hell I want to. Don't like it if I'm
bitching about something in my life? Oh fucking well. Go somewhere else.
Think I'm stupid for expressing my thoughts? Too fucking bad, don't read
them. Somewhere along the line, someone forgot this simple fact: Live
and let live Don't like me, cool, fine, whatever, I don't care.
This journal is NOT for you. It's for me. I'm not in it for popularity or
fame or anything stupid like that. I write it because I need to write and
express myself and get things out of my head sometimes. So read or don't,
it doesn't matter, but don't waste my time (or yours) bitching about it.
*gets off soapbox*
Tooth
Drive:
I need to
raise over $850 for critically needed dental
work. I'll be listing my hand made
jewelry, bracelets,
earrings, necklaces and horns
for sale to try to raise the desperately needed funds.
Every order helps. I can accept paypal payments at
webmaster@giveneyestosee.com
or check/money orders at:
M. Turner
PO Box 1484, Elfers, FL 34684
Thank you for your help and support.
I've also set
up a
tooth fund for anyone
wanted to donate without purchase.
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Long Day Early It's been a long day for as long as it's been a day. Mom came over yesterday because it's her birthday today, and since I'm working today, we thougtht we'd have dinner together at my place Sunday. Nice day. Made some food, had some cake, gave her a necklace I made for her. Normal evening.
When I went to bed, no problems. Until I woke up. And again. And again and again. I spent the whole night waking up with stabbing pain in my head. By 7:30am, I'd slept maybe a total of two hours and I'd developed a migraine. There was no way I'd be able to get through until 5:30pm that way. Absolutely no way. The problem is that the entire reason I'm here is because they don't have anyone to answer the phone. So I had no way of letting anyone know (except my friend Rand which I finally called him and asked him to relate a message when he got there) and they had no one to sit in the chair like they needed. How awful is that?
I finally was able to sleep and I basically just crashed, hard. The phone rang after 9am and it was the lady who's the lady I'm filing in for's boss. (*wonders if that makes sense* The lady I'm filling in for, we'll call her Kay. It's her boss who was being so sweet.) so half asleep and still in pain, I get the phone. Turns out she gets migraines. So she completely understands. I keep babbling apologies and tell her if I can get it to break I'll come in. She keeps telling me not to worry and just feel better. She even offers to run over and bring me Imitrex. What a sweetheart.
I fall back asleep like the dead for another couple hours. It's going on noon when I get up. I feel better but certainly not perfect. But I feel bad enough that I ditched them in the morning, so I call Rand and ask if he can come get me on his way back in from lunch and that I'll come and do the afternoon. So I got in around 1pm and it's now almost 4pm. I've got an hour and a half to go. This is why it's been a long day for me. It pretty much started at around 1:30am when I woke up and went downhill from there. Bleck.
"Kay's" boss though is a real dear and despite this morning asked if I could come back in on Thursday and Friday also to help out. Kay is going to be so slammed from being out and she'll have so much to catch up on, she won't be able to do it all on her own. Originally, it was going to just be through Wednesday and then Kay asked if I could come in on Thursday morning but her boss asked this afternoon if I could just finish the week. I think she's even thinking of pushing to get me in here permant part-time. Which would be great. Because even if I were part-time, I'd get health insurance. Which we all know how desperately I need. And while I know one hundred percent that my body can not under any circumstances handle doing full-time on a perm basis, I'm pretty confident I can handle part-time.
This is going to be another long week though. It's going to be so hard to get through it. I tried to talk to Love about it a little last night but he didn't understand how my entire body hurting, aching and me being exhausted was related to working. He just doesn't get it. I don't know how to put it in words either. I just physically don't have it in me to do that many hours every single day. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I literally can't. And when I try, my entire body revolts and hurts so bad it makes me sob. Plus it leads to things like migraines (I've had two now in two weeks where in the last month before this temp job, I've had only one.)
So anyway, it's just not an auspicious start to my week. There's so much more to go too...
