32 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.
Deals with several chronic health
concerns and worked part-time as an Admin Assist until the company
closed in November 2009. Looking once again for a part time job.
Also runs her own small business,
PhoenixFire Designs.
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"seasons greetings 2009" ver.
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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*
: : seasons greetings : :
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M. Turner
Po Box 1484
Elfers, FL 34680
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Friday, April 09, 2010
It's finally Friday. Of course yesterday all day I kept hoping it was my last day of the week but life doesn't wrap up as neatly as what we wish it would be. Made I in both yesterday and today which feels like climbing mount Everest. This morning it's all dark, gloomy and raining which makes it the kind of day you don't want to get out of bed. (Granted I almost never want to get up out of bed theses days but rainy mornings are even worse.)
I didn't sleep the night before last so last night I took a little Benedryl to help me sleep more. It helped but I'm still really tired and worn out.
Talked to so many clients on the phone at work yesterday my throat is actually a litttlr sore today. Part of he reason I'm stalling this morning and writing this entry is because I don't really feel up to more chatting.
We were suposed to have a meeting this morning and I was looking forward to wasting an hour but someone called in and now we're short so I don't think it will happen.
Tomorrow, Love, his brother and I are going to hit Disney. We can all use a mental health getaway day. It's sadly supposed to still be busy with Spring Break kids but it's been a month or so since we've been and I'm looking forward to it anyway.
Blah. Ok I guess I should stop stalling and start calling. Can't believe how slow my day is going so far and how many more hours are left but....guess that's life.
