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There are people on the net that
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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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Thanks And All, But... So, a few weeks ago, I emailed Olay in regards to the "Olay Regenerist Thermal Skin Polisher" product they have. I bought it a few months ago because I was looking for something that would be a mild exfoliant I could use to supplement my normal face-washing routine from time to time and it had pretty decent reviews. I liked the product but was frustrated to find that about halfway through the tube, it basically wouldn't come out of the package anymore. It clogged or something and instead of coming out in the thicker consistency of the product, it was thin and runny and lacking in the little "crystal" bits that do the scrubbing. The tube is designed where you can't unscrew the cap either. It doesn't come off. So I couldn't even bypass the smaller tip in an effort of getting more of the product out.
This was a major bummer since the damned product was like $13. Waaay more then I spend on things like this normally. I had splurged and now I only got halfway through it before it became pretty much useless.
Which brings us to why I emailed them. I explained the problem, told them that while I did like the product itself, I felt a bit cheated that only half of it came out of the tube. And that I was hesitant to spend another $13 not knowing if it would happen a second time. (Is the package design flawed? Or was it just random, dumb luck that mine clogged all up?) It might not be much to most people, but actually putting a $13 face scrub in my cart is painful to me and doesn't happen often. Anyway, I got a response from them that they were going to follow up in snail mail.
A week or so passes and I get a letter in the mail. Within is a coupon for my choice of a free face product. Which is great, until I read it's limitations.
Free Olay Facial Product Not Total Effects, Regenerist, Definity or Quench.
Which, yeah...kinda includes the very "Olay Regenerist Thermal Skin Polisher" I contacted them about. Worse yet, when I took the coupon with me to Target, every single product they had was one of the lines the coupon was NOT valid on.
So, er....what good exactly does this coupon do me? And what does it have to do with the, you know, actual product in question? Oh yeah. Nothing.
Tonight I replied to their email. I thanked them for the follow-up letter and the gesture of the coupon. But I also commented my confusion on the fact that I can't use the coupon on a replacement for the product I emailed them about. If they had sent $2 bucks off the product I want, that would have been more helpful then a free, imaginary product. It didn't have to be a free product coupon, just something towards getting a replacement for my defective item.
So I guess we'll see what happens. Love was the one who suggested I email them back because he found the whole process a little absurd, and I have to agree with him. Sometimes you just don't quite know how to confront a situation that's, thanks and all, but...hu?
Reading is Funduhmental I get a notification of a comment this evening. It reads - and I quote:
"Please think about what you are doing when you shop and promote Walmart. Crafting is fun and I am so glad that people do it (I am a crafter myself) but spending 2 dollars rather than 3 on some shells...is it really worth undermining the American worker so that you can get your craft supplies at a cut rate??"
My first reaction is hu? Followed closely by, "wtf?" So I look to see what post the comment is coming from. Turns out it's the one about the Paua shells Kenno sent me from NZ back in January. Ok, but this still leaves me trying to figure out what this crazy drive-by soapboxer is bitching about.
Here's the part where I comment about Wal-Mart and shells:
"Twenty-one years ago when we moved here, shells were plentiful and gorgeous. Now? Little to nothing of value to be found. You buy your shells for $2 a small bag in the Wal-Mart craft isles."
And yes, the little no, no, no emoticon is on the post as well.
Wouldn't you think that perhaps, juuuust perhaps, before you go ranting someone out for "promoting" Wal-Mart and trying to belittle their shopping choices, that you might want to actually read the actual post? I'm clearly commenting on how sad and pathetic it is that there are little to no shells au natural these days and that instead, they're only cheap trinkets at Wal-Mart.
"Adrienne" you need to learn a few things before you wander the net making a damned ass out of yourself. And the first thing would be reading comprehension. Because I believe the word I'm looking for right now is "dumbass."
Long Day We didn't get home from the dentist until after 10pm last night. Long, loooong day. He had a 6:30pm appointment but that didn't amount to any bearing on the wait. Then I went to Walgreens to drop off the Rx but had it transferred to one near our house and ended up waiting there for like a half-hour before finally asking them how much longer and the tech was like, "Oh! I had it done for you like five minutes after you gave it to me! I thought you got it and left." Um, we were standing right there next to the counter the ENTIRE time. How did he not notice the guy with the swollen face and the lady hovering at the counter the whole time?? Bah. It was so late in fact that I couldn't even go to the supermarket to stock up on soft foods because it was already closed at that point. Thankfully, I was able to call my friend Rand and have him record Heroes for me but it's on his dvr so I'll have to go there soon to watch it. (It didn't even occur to me that we might not be home by 9pm for a 6:30pm appointment!)
Jeez. So by the time we got home, I had a killer headache which turned into a migraine and because I finally broke down and took some excedrin, I couldn't sleep. I feel beat up today. You know that not-quite enough sleep, sleep in bad, broken quantities, lingering headache, urpy-kinda-queasy feeling? That's what it's like. On top of it all, I've got cramps. Bitches. (Oh and of course the Ear That Won't Die. Can't forget that. And MAN was it miserable in that waiting room for hours and hours of aural agony.)
Anyway, there's so much I need to get done today but ugh...I lack the energy to do any of it. The house is a disaster zone and I need to make up some mock samples for a possible bridesmaid order but it's just all so daunting. I want to veg and try to get my head to feel halfway normal but it's hard to relax when you feel like you're not supposed to and that you don't deserve to knowing how much you should be getting done. It's all just going to sit there and still need doing so it's like, instead of looking at it, I should just do it, but...ugh.
How's everyone's Tuesday going? Hopefully better then the start to my week.
Playing Catch-up: Love's Birthday Photos, Gracie, My Ear, Etc. I've got a lot of little updates to mention. Trying to bring a lot of random threads current.
Love's Birthday - So, I mentioned that we went to Magic Kingdom for his birthday last weekend. (His actual birthday is the 18th, but we went Saturday the 17th for convenience.) We also hit the Crystal Palace Buffet for lunch. Well, I finally got around to uploading the images into a little gallery.
Here we are with Tigger! Click here to see the rest.
Gracie - Little Grace cat had what we assumed was a UTI and I took her to the vet Friday morning. Despite the lackluster performance by the vet, the antibiotics are thankfully helping. She's pretty much back to her normal, weird, peeping, hyper self. She's hating the pill each day (big surprise, right?) but it's worth it since it's helping.
My Ear - So things aren't getting any better. This is day four of the weird distorted, vibration hearing in my right ear. On the recommendation of a pharmacist, I tried this Debrox ear wax remover thing on Saturday. Didn't help. I have to tell you, this is absolutely maddening. I can't tolerate the tv being on, music or hearing speech because something about voices is the worst. Ambient noises don't bother me, but even my own voice is unbearable. My left ear is fine but the right ear is so wrong. I honestly don't know how much more of it I can take and I don't know what I can do about it. I can't find anything about distorted hearing online either. Everything is hearing loss. But I can hear out of it, it's just not normal. And it doesn't hurt, but it does feel clogged or like it needs to "pop." And while the ear doesn't hurt, it does hurt to hear if that makes sense. The sound itself is almost painful. Like a nails-on-a-chalkboard kind of painful where it grates on you. For example, I went to the bead store today to pick up some items for an order and the woman said hello and I physically cringed because of the sound. And they had a radio playing and it just hurt to hear it.
At this point, I really think I need to get it checked out by a doctor. But without insurance, I literally don't have the money to pay for it. I don't even own a credit card to charge it and pay for it later. My only option would be something like the emergency room since you don't have to pay up front, but I don't know that they'd even see me or do anything. They'd probably refer me to a regular, general practitioner. I really don't know what to do at all.
Etc. On top of everything else, Love's got an emergency dental appointment this evening which is another stress. He's miserable, I'm miserable, and there's just no money for any of it. (As of this writing, I'm honestly not sure where the money is coming from for the appointment even. He's trying to get a small advance from his work to cover it but hasn't heard back yet.) I feel myself sinking into another deep, dark bout of depression again. The money problems are never ending, but because of them, we can never get ahead. We need a car so desperately I don't have words for it but we can't get a loan and I can't bring in more money with a part-time job unless I have a way to get to a job but I don't without a job to pay for a car. We're sinking in the quicksand and it's just one thing after another after another.... The more we struggle, the deeper we sink.
It's just a bad, bad time right now and I literally can't figure out a way to save ourselves. I roll it all around over and over in my mind and I can't come to any idea or solution. We need help but there's no one to help us and nothing to do to make things better.
Down, Down, Down further we just keep sinking.
And I'm just so lonely and tired and scared of it all.
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