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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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Friday, May 12, 2006
Bad Week
It's to the point where I don't even want to recap it all. I didn't have time to do so today and now the spur to write is pretty nil. But I thought I'd briefly run through the fringe just to catch up. Yesterday (Thursday), I woke up feeling weird. I hadn't slept well the night before and my friend Rand came at 8:25am like always so I could follow him into work so I could have the car for my 10am start time. By the time I got home, I was really badly groggy/dizzy/woozy, so I laid down for a half an hour just to try to get over it. I woke up, and became violently ill. Was sick in the restroom for about an hour and a half. Obviously, I ended up missing work. I spent the entire day being horrifically, do-I-need-to-go-to-the-er? sick. Not only that, but I had a horrible case of vertigo. I couldn't see straight, I couldn't walk straight. It was hell. At 5:30pm, I had to drive back over to work to pick up Rand since I still had his car. I swear, I'm not sure how I did it. By the time I was walking back up the stairs to my apartment, I actually started crying because I was just so sick. On top of it, Love went into work like normal only to find out when he got there that they were going to work on the move that night and he was going to be working until about 8am. So I was by myself all day, sicker then I care to discuss and on top if it, I had to be all on my own. Poor Love didn't even get home until about 12:40am! He started work at 8am that morning. By the time he came in, took a shower, I made him some food and we relaxed for a couple minutes, it was 2am before we got to bed. So this morning, my day started at 8:15am as normal. Needless to say, I was tired. Sick all day yesterday and minimal sleep on top of it. I wasn't feeling well when I was getting ready but I knew I had to push in because the temp had been in there yesterday and was in again today and K. needed help teaching her the phones. (And it's pretty much my last chance to make a couple bucks which I didn't want to miss since I already missing too many this week.) I spent the day chit-chatting with the temp and showing her the phones and talking about the office, the people, explaining stuff, etc. Eh. Was ok I guess but still akward. Especially since I don't actually want to leave. I just can't do 40 hours. I'm back in on Monday which is almost assuredly my last day. K. wants the temp to have a full day doing the phones herself and since Fridays are pretty slow, we didn't have a lot of calls for her to do today. It's not hard, but you have to get used to it and get to know the names and stuff. On a non work or health related subject, I think my iPod is dying. Well, the battery anyway. Couple days ago, I went to turn it on - I plug it into my laptop at work and listen to it through the built-in speakers - and I get this funky battery graphic. I figure, Oh, I must have forgotten to charge it up and stream a radio station for music instead. Well, I go to plug it in today and same thing! When I came home, I charged it up and it said charged and it came on but I think it's losing it's charge overnight. So I'll test tomorrow to see if it works because it's fully charged now so it still should be when I get up. I'm going to be really pissed if the battery is dead since (a) it's not like it died slowly so I had warning it was going (b) I don't use mine anywhere near as much as Love's and his is fine and (c) replacing the battery is an expensive and complicated bit of electronic surgery. It can be done but it's technically not supposed to be. Bah. I'm going to be very sad if it dies. I'll never in a million years be able to buy a replacement. The only reason I have one is because I got it free through the freeipods.com site. I don't know that I can get five people to do offers a SECOND time for me to get a replacement one if mine is dead.  Tomorrow is Saturday and Love needs to work AGAIN. For who knows how many hours. *sighs* Sunday I'm not sure yet, Monday I'm at my job for the last time and Tuesday is my birthday. What a bummer of a week and an even less thrilling weekend, eh? Oh, one bright note. Amidst the violent illness yesterday, UPS knocked on my door. An unknown someone got me Bust-A-Move DS for my birthday. The invoice didn't have a reply name on it but it came off my amazon wishlist. I'd thank you by name but I don't know who it was, so an anon thanks I hope will do. I played it yesterday evening while I was home waiting for Love's never-ending day to end and it was a lot of fun. Going on midnight. Tired. Love and I are pretty much ready to call it a night, so I'll wrap up here.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
at 5/12/2006 11:42:00 PM ~
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Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Quilling Project #4
It's a bit of a secret. Ok, not exactly but sort of. I'm not going to post a picture here directly, but you can see the update on my quilling project page. That is, of course, unless you're my mom. Hey mom. Yes you. I know you read this. So don't click, ok? I tell ya. The frightening realization that your mom tends to read your journal. *shakes head* Throws all kinds of things for a loop! I've discovered my poor thumb doesn't like the quilling. Oh nosiree. My left hand thumb, down in the meaty part is absolutely in agony. Ow. Then again, two hours of working on something will do that to you I suppose. Anyway, that's it. No real entry right now because I don't feel like getting into serious stuff. But feel free to check out the new project - unless of course, you're my mom - because I'm really proud of it. Out for now.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
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Tuesday, May 09, 2006
Writing On The Wall
I was going to write an entry about my bizare insomina the last two nights (...you know when you lay there and there's a wall between you and sleep? and everyting goes through your head - including how you're going to write it out in your blog...?) and then I was going to write about how it rained this morning (...only the second time it's rain in literally months and months. I've almost forgotten what the rain sounds like. this whole area is in a terrible drought with wildfires already raging out of control...) but I didn't get around to it. And now, I don't realy want to write about either subject. Because I'm sitting here, watching the clock tick down the rest of my day, and I just want to go home so I can cry. My temp job is coming to an end. I knew it was going to happen. I knew they were eventually planning on hiring someone for 40 hours. I knew it was in the works. But it'd been a vague concept for a couple months now. They hadn't even approved the position and they weren't interviewing or taking resumes. I was basically on a "keep coming in until it changes" kinda of schedule. I was hoping it'd drag out, well, indefiniately. Not so much. Today, K. drops the bomb on me that they got two resumes in from a temp agency and they are going to pick one and have her come in possibly Thursday or Friday. The real kicker? They want me to train the temp on the phones and show her the ropes - basically train my own replacement. I can't tell you how deeply upset this made me. Not the training part because logically, yeah, it makes sense, but the whole ending overall. Sure, I knew it was going to happen, but I wasn't prepaired for it. Just no warning like that. So now, with my birthday next week, most likely, I won't be working. This week is probably it. Pending that the temp doesn't suck beyond all measure - and really, it's not like it's hard or anything - they won't need me. This was just such an ideal situation. The proximity. The availability of a friend who could get me to-and-from without the need for my own car. The flexibility with my hours. The ease of the work itself (i.e. no heavy lifting, or standing for long times which I can't really do.) Just the whole thing. It really was the best position I've been able to do in years. I know that now I'm going to have to try to find some shitty retail job for $6/hour (little over half what I'm making here) that I won't be able to hold down because it'll be too physically taxing and I'll be right back to where I was before. It's just so frustrating, depressing, and upsetting to be limited like this. To know you just can't cut it in the "real" world with the rules everyone expects you to live up to. I mean, I'm going to be fucking 29 years old and I can't even hold down a job because of my damned health! I just want to go home and cry. I have 20 minutes left in my day and it's all I can do not to break down right here. Just blindsided and hit with it like that...? It hurts. It just really hurts.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
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Monday, May 08, 2006
Ho Hum
Blarg. And that's all I'm going to say about that. (No sleep, plus headache makes M an unhappy girl.) In candy news, (yeah, I know, "candy news" isn't exactly news per se, but bear with me on this one...) M&M's have new Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest special tie-in's including a new one that's white chocolate. It's actually surprisingly yummy. Each flavor has a fun name - milk is "Jack's Jewels" and it's all red/green/purple colored; white is "Pirate Pearls" and are all white/cream/yellow type colors; and peanut is "Captian's Gold" and it's all yellows. Even cuter then seeing the M&M's dressed up like pirates is the little designs they have on some of the M&M's inside each package:  White chocolate M&M's ("Pirate Pearls") with cute pirate imprints. I got the white ones on a whim. I have this thing about trying new flavors of candy and special or limited editions when they come out. Such tests lately have been pretty dismal. (For the record, the "Milkshake Kit-Kats" are HORRIFIC. My friend Rand described them as "a penny dipped in cat shit." I thought they tasted like chemical mocha. Gross!) But the white chocolate ones are actually quite yummy! Sweet and creamy with the standard shell, they are simple but good in the way you wonder why no one's made them before. It says they're not available until May 12th, but they've already been at my Publix (a supermarket chain) for several days now. So, not much more then that. This was a filler entry to be sure. I didn't exactly feel like posting about the normal, endless and continually depressing topics I've been lately. Everyone knows it by now and no one cares. So I'll spare writing it out again. Hopefully I'll sleep tonight and be back at the temp job tomorrow. Ta for now.
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
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Sunday, May 07, 2006
Lazy Morning
Just the way I like it. In fact, I only got up about a half an hour ago. I did, however, take some benedryl right before bed because my nose was going crazy (sneezing and wouldn't stop running!) which always totally zonks me out. I think I could lay back down still and nap some more. Friday I ended up going over to my mom's after my appointment. She got a digital camera and printer combo - her first. And she has asked me to come by and "look at it" to tell her if it was a good deal. I'm like, "Mom, without looking up reviews, there's not a lot I can tell you about it just by looking at it." Yeah, well, can you just look at it anyway?  Turns out, what my mom meant was, "open the package it came in and set it up." She's had it for a few weeks now and hadn't even taken the tape off the box!  They got the set really cheap. It was mis-marked on the shelf, but Office Depot gave them that price. It came with the camera, a case, a memory card, the AA batteries, the printer, the ink the cables (including USB which they don't normally do) and a pack of photo paper. I mean, all-inclusive. Pleasant surprise. Still took me the better part of the afternoon to hook it all up and get it configured. She's running a Win98 pc with only 64 megs of ram. The software didn't even want to install without a notice that it was under the suggested minimum. Installing the software litterally took about 1.5 hours. Then I had to try to show her the simple button options and how to access the menu on the camera.She seemed nervous but happy when I was done. I told her it's no big deal. Play with it and have fun. Even if she isn't thrilled and amazed (though she's using a point-and-shoot 35mm so upgrading to a point-and-shoot 5MP really shouldn't be much different), she got the camera and printer for $120. The printer is probably worth that much on it's own. I told her to just play with it - "think of it like a fun toy mom and just play around!" - because there's never a reason not to shoot the camera when it's digital. Don't like it? Poof, deleted. No waste. Yesterday (Saturday) Love had to get up and head into work just like normal. They are in the process of moving and half the company had to be set up in the new building for work on Monday. The second half will be next weekend. (Which totally sucks. Next weekend is the weekend before my birthday. If we do anything for it, we'll have to wait until the weekend after since he's working the 13th-14th. ) Poor guy didn't get home until like 8:30pm. My friend Rand was nice enough to take me around to run my errands that needed doing. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had a way of leaving the house.Today there's not much planned. That's ok, I'm more then happy to have a nice, quite, lazy Sunday. Love certainly can use it too. (He's so sore from all the moving and set up of half the company's computers.) Tomorrow both of us are back to work, so the lazier today the better. Guess that's it. Just felt bad that this had been sitting since Thursday. I wasn't able to update Friday and normally I never get around to updating over the weekend but I didn't want to wait until tomorrow to post anything. So, hope everyone's having a nice weekend and ttfn. (  Only 9 days until my 29th birthday. Craziness!)
~ sweet smelling daffodils :: miss m ::
at 5/07/2006 12:21:00 PM ~
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