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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*
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Thursday, May 04, 2006
Thursday At Work
So I barely made it in this morning. Jeez. My stomach is improved from how it's been but I woke up very urpy. Felt like I was going to be sick and I didn't know why. I did get off to a bit of a late start though. I just couldn't get moving. You know after you've been really sick how exhausted and fatigued you get? How you feel even more worn out then you did despite being on the track to getting better? Yeah, that was me this morning. (Still actually.) I'm just really slow, tired and overall achey. Didn't take a shower before bed last night so I had to this morning which of course I don't have enough time for ever. Add in being slow and plodding and well...you see why I was running late. All things considered, it wasn't too bad. I managed to get in about 40 minutes late. Which sounds like a lot I guess but it's better then (a) coming in at 1pm or (b) not making it out of bed at all. Heh. Now I've just been sitting here, zoning out, trying not to fall asleep at my desk. Is it wrong that I had to refer back to my entry from Monday to remember what my hours were for the day? I was trying to fill out my timesheet and I could not remember for anything. This week really has screwed with my already fragile sense of time. I swear, Monday feels like three or four weeks ago. It seems so vauge and far in the past. Nothing like being sick to really distort things though, hu? *yawn* Man I am so beat. Tomorrow I'm not here either because I have a pre-arranged appointment at the health department. Nothing interesting, just getting the rest of the refill on my Pill. It's quite a drive though and you always end up sitting there for hours and hours and hours. Even when you only have to pick up something. It sucks but what are you going to do? It's the one and only medical service I can get from the county/state, and I need it, so I deal. Getting a year's worth of prescription is around $500 alone not including the doctor visits and such so while I dread having to spend hours in a waiting room, it's still better then the alternative. Poor Love has to work this weekend. His company is finalizing their move. Which really sucks. Currently, his office is about 10 miles one-way from our apartment. It's moving to well over an hour drive in commuter traffic away. Which is really a serious issue. Our car barely runs. And when I say barely, I mean it has no brakes, no steering, the cv joint is shot to hell, and is held together by sheer spite at this point. It'll never in a million years be able to handle the new commute. I mean, not even close. Especially in stop-go traffic where it overheats. We've been trying to get a loan approval for a car for about six months no - zero luck. Nada. I mean, what does a person have to do to get a loan for a necessity like a car?? *sighs* So I'm dreading this weekend not only because poor Love's going to be miserable and exhausted from working seven days this week, but it means the move is done and he's going to wind up on the side of the road in a matter of days. (sans cell phone I might add because we don't have one.) It's our only vehicle and we're going to be majorly fucked when it breaks down. (And with the new commute, it's a matter of when and not if.) Anyway...bah. Then my birthday's coming up - getting close, jeez - and I'd like to go away and do something but I can't imagine we'll have the cash or resources to do it. Especially since in order to drive further then the supermarket we need to borrow or rent a car. Guess I just kinda have the blahs. I'm worn out from being sick, I'm kinda frustrated with everything in general and I kinda just want to lay down and sleep for awhile and not have to deal with, or think about anything really. Jeez. Downer entry. Sorry. There's been a lot of them lately.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
at 5/04/2006 01:16:00 PM ~
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