My company has laid off 25 people so far today & we have an all company meeting to discuss the 're-evaluation of the corporate design' later this afternoon. This is some scary stuff! My department isn't directly resposnible for generating revenue so I hope that we won't be next. I'd been looking at moving around in the company, but now I am limiting myself to the sales department, for job security. Job security...I actually don't think that exists any more.
As for the vacation highlights, we did see an beautiful rainbow one day. And the canoe ride out to funky stump was awesome. There was a stump on the beach - an old rotted tree - that had flowers growing out of the top of it. I'm so sorry that I didn't have a camera, but I didn't want it to get wet on the boat ride.
I am hoping that Blixx and I will be able to spend some quality time together before he goes away on that job so we can re-connect. I mentioned that he went kayaking yesterday, rather than our romantic dinner.hot tub plans. I was pretty disappointed, but perhaps we can reschedule. I watched a stupid movie and went to bed around 10pm last night. I'd left the TV on, and woke up around 3am, only to find that Blixx wasn't there! I freaked out, because there was a big thunderstorm that rolled through while he was out boating. I paniced! So, I called his cell phone and got a very sleepy sounding Blixx on the phone. I guess he'd nodded off at Toad's house while sorting through his camping gear. Toad had just woken him up and sent him home for the night. Man, that was disturbing to wake up & roll over for some lovin, only to find Cleo taking up his whole side of the bed. I'm hoping he's napping right now, otherwise he'll be one tired boy later tonight.
I spoke with my friend SherBear last night, returning her many calls from the weekend. She and her hubby FedExMan just bought a house in Florida. It's amazing how much more house for how much less money you can get down there. They just moved about 6 months ago from MA. She's getting paid less than what she was up here - a lot less actually - but her hunny is raking in the cash because he was an internal transfer within his company. He can't get paid less than his MA rate, so they are psyched! It's a 4 bedroom house with a garage and pool and I'm out of my mind with jealousy just hining about it. She'll have plenty of pictured of the place when she comes up for JoJo's wedding. FedExMan won't be able to join her, but I'll be psyched to see her and catch up on old times. Our old company is in the shitter again and the employees hate the owner, just like we used to. I scared the hell out of the girl who does my old job when I replyed to her e-mail. She went off on what a dickhead Gibba is blah blah blah. I pointed out that as e-mail administrator he reads all incoming and outgoing e-mails and that one's to me would be of particular interest, since I'm a known instigator. She's freaking and she probably should be. I expect a call from her any time now asking for resume help. C'est la vie!
I'm off to down some advila nd lay low until this meeting. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Into the future...
Wednesday, May 30, 2001
Tuesday, May 29, 2001
Remind me to tell you about the good parts of my vacation, when I'm in a better frame of mind. I was in another dark place when recounting our adventures. I apologise for the negativity, but shyt happens. Or doesn't happen.
I ate microwave popcorn for dinner.
The Ben & Jerry's in the freezer will help ease my pain.
Into the Future...
I ate microwave popcorn for dinner.
The Ben & Jerry's in the freezer will help ease my pain.
Into the Future...
Ah…camping.
Thursday I left work early to go shopping for the trip with Birdgirl. Our shopping styles don’t exactly match (girls will know what I’m talking about here) so it was a bit of a process to get everything that we needed…food, water etc. After all the grocery shopping and Spagging, we went over to DaveGrips place and waited around for an hour or so until Blixx & DaveGrips came back from their adventure of borrowing a trailer then loading it up with the borrowed canoe and kayak. Blixx & I took BirdGirl's Jeep (loaded with 2 boats) for the night. It was a long night.
Friday morning came WAY too soon, but we were up early and picked up the rental kayak. With Blixx’s boat, that makes 4 boats total for those of you counting). Back to our place, we had to sit around and wait for our landlord to come for a visit with the bankers, just to check out the building. She doesn’t seem concerned at all about the water stains on our ceiling from the leaky roof. Fine, we want to move anyway. Goodbye kitties, we’re off! Once they were gone, it was into the Jeep and off we went. I mention here that Friday was a beautiful day, with temperatures in the low 70’s under partly cloudy skies.
We arrived at the campsite at around 2pm, only to find that they had drained the lake to do repairs on the dam. Damn dam! Our waterfront campsite was now 40 feet of mud from the water, what little of that there was. Blixx almost lost it right there, but to his credit he didn’t create any new swears or throw anything, but I could see in his eyes that he wanted to, bad! Water levels would be getting higher, we were assured, but there were families who arrived with a car-full of kids in bathing suits, only to be told that there wasn’t deep enough access to the beach. People were ticked, and Blixx is currently looking into getting a discount since we didn’t really have waterfront property. We had a few hours to set up our tent and gear before the rest of the troupe arrived. We had the best site available, but it was the farthest from the parking lot, meaning that we had to hump everything in via strong backs and carts. Poor Blixx and DaveGrips were the token men of the clan, so they got stuck with most of the work here. Once we set up the two other tents, screen house and tarps, it was time to eat. After dinner it was time to drink. The weather was partly cloudy with some sprinkles, but nothing major.
Saturday’s breakfast was eggs and bacon, with toast done on the open fire. Yummy!!! I swear when I get a house we’ll have a fire pit in the yard – food just tastes better on the open flame. After breakfast there was talk of a kayak adventure, but V (the almost 2 year old) had to have a nap. Three hours later it was time to eat again so out came the sandwiches etc. We did manage to have a boating adventure (in the rain) to bring the boats around from the launch to the site. V was pretty ticked off at her mother for not letting her run around in the canoe, but all in all it was a good ride. Blixx went out on his own when scheduling everyone got to be too much, and found a beautiful cigarette case in the mud. He always finds something interesting on kayak adventures. In between all of this, there is talk of going to the store to get more tarps and some rain gear, but that motivation escapes us until after 8pm, so all the boys could bring back was ice. Today’s weather is increasingly cloudy with intermittent rain showers and the possibility for severe thunderstorms late in the evening and early morning.
Damn weather guys were actually right for once. It POURED! Then it poured. Then it poured again. Thank heavens that the guys are in the movie business, because the two of them can rig just about anything and make it work. The park rangers stopped by, not to hassle us about having beer on state property, but to see how the tarps were rigged. I won’t bore you all with talk of the business, but a couple of c-stands and some spring clips and we were in paradise. The only problem was that we were all huddled under this great tarp, instead of hanging out under the stars. Did I mention that it rained like a bastard? Through all of this, the baby was wonderful. She played in the mud and had a great time.
After drying out everything on Sunday, there was again talk of boating, but the baby needed breakfast, then a nap again. By that time, we’d all split off to take showers and do our own thing. I went with the boys to WalMart to pick up those tarps, as well as some rain gear for his wife and V. By the time we got back to the site, it was baby-feeding time again so we all ate. As mentioned before, V was terrific. The only problem was that she has a schedule that needs to be followed so by the time we all got around to making a plan, we had to feed her or nap her or something. It was always something. Almost dark out now & still sprinkling, the ladies opted out of an adventure so the boys went out boating for a while. Actually, DaveGrips took Blixx away during the meal preparation at our request, so that we could calmly cook. I love Blixx, but for some reason he gets all upset if the campsite (especially the cooking areas) aren’t exactly how he wants them set up. He gets mad that he HAS to cook, but none of us will do it the right (read Blixx’s) way so we just let him cook. I don’t know why he’s such a control freak when camping, but it was just as bad this time as it was when we went rafting last year. Why we need to fight every mealtime is beyond me, but there he was yelling that the plastic forks had been moved, and that I hadn’t se the table for him. I don’t think he relaxed once the entire time we were there, except maybe when he fell asleep next to the fire on Sunday night. The boys and I went on a canoe adventure in the rain that was actually pretty nice. It wasn’t cold, but a soft misty rain was falling. We went to Funky Stump Island and hung out for a bit, smoking and drinking. That was the most relaxed I had felt all weekend. After that, I was tired and sore and drunk, so I went to bed early (yes, early) at around 2am. Blixx intended to stay up all night, despite my warnings that Monday’s move out was going to be a bitch, but I guess he didn’t make it. He was found sleeping by the fire, and apparently fell out of his chair when they woke him up. Man, I wish I had been awake to see that.
Monday was move out day. We’d gotten permission from the rangers to take our time, since we had so much stuff and a baby, but it took all morning of packing and lifting. Blixx & I brought WAY too much gear that all had to be packed away, so it took forever and a day to get it all together. While he spent hours making sure all of his gear was stowed away, DaveGrips brought at least 100 cart-fulls of crap to the cars, while watching the baby. We still had the boats to get back over to the launch and load onto the cars at 11am, when we were supposed to be cleared off the site. Blixx loaded up the canoe with the bigger items and stowed some gear into the kayaks, thinking it would be easier than lifting it out. Well, Mother Nature pulled a fast one on us yet again. Today’s weather was beautiful and sunny, with a brisk wind blowing right at us. Paddling over to the launch (not a huge distance) took forever and it was a tough ride the whole way, especially for Blixx in the canoe filled with crap. Then we hauled the boats and crap out of the car, fed the baby and Blixx…once again he & I were the last one’s to load up and go. In process of loading up the little kayak on his car, he whacked his head on the trunk so hard that he fell over. What a weekend for Blixx – nothing but stress and pain. And a pain on all of our asses. I don’t imagine that we’ll go camping with anyone else for a while. I don’t notice the Camp Nazi aspect of his behavior when we go alone, because I just let him of off on his own little trips with cooking or cleaning up camp, but with other folks around to notice it really got to me, and to them. He was upset that there were toys and sippy cups all over the campsite – she’s not even 2 for god’s sake!
In the midst of all this packing and arguing, I get a super bad sunburn on my face that still hurts today. For those of you keeping track, the weather was nice to put up tents and to take them down, with nothing but rain in between. It was an OK weekend, but certainly not the relaxing get away that I’d hoped for. There were just too many people to schedule around, I guess.
It’s Tuesday now, and since Blixx didn’t get to use the rented kayak hardly at all, he told me today the he was going to extend the rental to go with his friend Toad. He also reserved a hot tub for us for later tonight, then cancelled on me when he got stuck putzing around today. It’s 4pm and he hasn’t even gotten in the water so I guess our romantic dinner and hot tub experience will have to be put off for another day. He was supposed to be working that CT job this weekend, but not the scheduling might be off. I’m hoping that the job is on so he’ll be away for a few days and I can cool off. I know I’m contradicting myself again by saying that I want him away, but… that’s just how it is.
I suppose I should try to do some work today. I hope all reading this long account of a less than terrific weekend had a better time than I did.
Into the future…
Thursday I left work early to go shopping for the trip with Birdgirl. Our shopping styles don’t exactly match (girls will know what I’m talking about here) so it was a bit of a process to get everything that we needed…food, water etc. After all the grocery shopping and Spagging, we went over to DaveGrips place and waited around for an hour or so until Blixx & DaveGrips came back from their adventure of borrowing a trailer then loading it up with the borrowed canoe and kayak. Blixx & I took BirdGirl's Jeep (loaded with 2 boats) for the night. It was a long night.
Friday morning came WAY too soon, but we were up early and picked up the rental kayak. With Blixx’s boat, that makes 4 boats total for those of you counting). Back to our place, we had to sit around and wait for our landlord to come for a visit with the bankers, just to check out the building. She doesn’t seem concerned at all about the water stains on our ceiling from the leaky roof. Fine, we want to move anyway. Goodbye kitties, we’re off! Once they were gone, it was into the Jeep and off we went. I mention here that Friday was a beautiful day, with temperatures in the low 70’s under partly cloudy skies.
We arrived at the campsite at around 2pm, only to find that they had drained the lake to do repairs on the dam. Damn dam! Our waterfront campsite was now 40 feet of mud from the water, what little of that there was. Blixx almost lost it right there, but to his credit he didn’t create any new swears or throw anything, but I could see in his eyes that he wanted to, bad! Water levels would be getting higher, we were assured, but there were families who arrived with a car-full of kids in bathing suits, only to be told that there wasn’t deep enough access to the beach. People were ticked, and Blixx is currently looking into getting a discount since we didn’t really have waterfront property. We had a few hours to set up our tent and gear before the rest of the troupe arrived. We had the best site available, but it was the farthest from the parking lot, meaning that we had to hump everything in via strong backs and carts. Poor Blixx and DaveGrips were the token men of the clan, so they got stuck with most of the work here. Once we set up the two other tents, screen house and tarps, it was time to eat. After dinner it was time to drink. The weather was partly cloudy with some sprinkles, but nothing major.
Saturday’s breakfast was eggs and bacon, with toast done on the open fire. Yummy!!! I swear when I get a house we’ll have a fire pit in the yard – food just tastes better on the open flame. After breakfast there was talk of a kayak adventure, but V (the almost 2 year old) had to have a nap. Three hours later it was time to eat again so out came the sandwiches etc. We did manage to have a boating adventure (in the rain) to bring the boats around from the launch to the site. V was pretty ticked off at her mother for not letting her run around in the canoe, but all in all it was a good ride. Blixx went out on his own when scheduling everyone got to be too much, and found a beautiful cigarette case in the mud. He always finds something interesting on kayak adventures. In between all of this, there is talk of going to the store to get more tarps and some rain gear, but that motivation escapes us until after 8pm, so all the boys could bring back was ice. Today’s weather is increasingly cloudy with intermittent rain showers and the possibility for severe thunderstorms late in the evening and early morning.
Damn weather guys were actually right for once. It POURED! Then it poured. Then it poured again. Thank heavens that the guys are in the movie business, because the two of them can rig just about anything and make it work. The park rangers stopped by, not to hassle us about having beer on state property, but to see how the tarps were rigged. I won’t bore you all with talk of the business, but a couple of c-stands and some spring clips and we were in paradise. The only problem was that we were all huddled under this great tarp, instead of hanging out under the stars. Did I mention that it rained like a bastard? Through all of this, the baby was wonderful. She played in the mud and had a great time.
After drying out everything on Sunday, there was again talk of boating, but the baby needed breakfast, then a nap again. By that time, we’d all split off to take showers and do our own thing. I went with the boys to WalMart to pick up those tarps, as well as some rain gear for his wife and V. By the time we got back to the site, it was baby-feeding time again so we all ate. As mentioned before, V was terrific. The only problem was that she has a schedule that needs to be followed so by the time we all got around to making a plan, we had to feed her or nap her or something. It was always something. Almost dark out now & still sprinkling, the ladies opted out of an adventure so the boys went out boating for a while. Actually, DaveGrips took Blixx away during the meal preparation at our request, so that we could calmly cook. I love Blixx, but for some reason he gets all upset if the campsite (especially the cooking areas) aren’t exactly how he wants them set up. He gets mad that he HAS to cook, but none of us will do it the right (read Blixx’s) way so we just let him cook. I don’t know why he’s such a control freak when camping, but it was just as bad this time as it was when we went rafting last year. Why we need to fight every mealtime is beyond me, but there he was yelling that the plastic forks had been moved, and that I hadn’t se the table for him. I don’t think he relaxed once the entire time we were there, except maybe when he fell asleep next to the fire on Sunday night. The boys and I went on a canoe adventure in the rain that was actually pretty nice. It wasn’t cold, but a soft misty rain was falling. We went to Funky Stump Island and hung out for a bit, smoking and drinking. That was the most relaxed I had felt all weekend. After that, I was tired and sore and drunk, so I went to bed early (yes, early) at around 2am. Blixx intended to stay up all night, despite my warnings that Monday’s move out was going to be a bitch, but I guess he didn’t make it. He was found sleeping by the fire, and apparently fell out of his chair when they woke him up. Man, I wish I had been awake to see that.
Monday was move out day. We’d gotten permission from the rangers to take our time, since we had so much stuff and a baby, but it took all morning of packing and lifting. Blixx & I brought WAY too much gear that all had to be packed away, so it took forever and a day to get it all together. While he spent hours making sure all of his gear was stowed away, DaveGrips brought at least 100 cart-fulls of crap to the cars, while watching the baby. We still had the boats to get back over to the launch and load onto the cars at 11am, when we were supposed to be cleared off the site. Blixx loaded up the canoe with the bigger items and stowed some gear into the kayaks, thinking it would be easier than lifting it out. Well, Mother Nature pulled a fast one on us yet again. Today’s weather was beautiful and sunny, with a brisk wind blowing right at us. Paddling over to the launch (not a huge distance) took forever and it was a tough ride the whole way, especially for Blixx in the canoe filled with crap. Then we hauled the boats and crap out of the car, fed the baby and Blixx…once again he & I were the last one’s to load up and go. In process of loading up the little kayak on his car, he whacked his head on the trunk so hard that he fell over. What a weekend for Blixx – nothing but stress and pain. And a pain on all of our asses. I don’t imagine that we’ll go camping with anyone else for a while. I don’t notice the Camp Nazi aspect of his behavior when we go alone, because I just let him of off on his own little trips with cooking or cleaning up camp, but with other folks around to notice it really got to me, and to them. He was upset that there were toys and sippy cups all over the campsite – she’s not even 2 for god’s sake!
In the midst of all this packing and arguing, I get a super bad sunburn on my face that still hurts today. For those of you keeping track, the weather was nice to put up tents and to take them down, with nothing but rain in between. It was an OK weekend, but certainly not the relaxing get away that I’d hoped for. There were just too many people to schedule around, I guess.
It’s Tuesday now, and since Blixx didn’t get to use the rented kayak hardly at all, he told me today the he was going to extend the rental to go with his friend Toad. He also reserved a hot tub for us for later tonight, then cancelled on me when he got stuck putzing around today. It’s 4pm and he hasn’t even gotten in the water so I guess our romantic dinner and hot tub experience will have to be put off for another day. He was supposed to be working that CT job this weekend, but not the scheduling might be off. I’m hoping that the job is on so he’ll be away for a few days and I can cool off. I know I’m contradicting myself again by saying that I want him away, but… that’s just how it is.
I suppose I should try to do some work today. I hope all reading this long account of a less than terrific weekend had a better time than I did.
Into the future…
Wednesday, May 23, 2001
It's proving to be more difficult than originally thought to get 5 1/2 people, 4 boats, a trailor and all of our misc gear together to go camping this weekend. The shopping list is a mile long - it's like we're going away for a month, rather than for just a couple of days. BirdGirl came through and decided to go out and buy 2 cases of the wierdest beer she could find. Anyone ever heard of Black Toad? It's delicious, despite the name. I've been able to convince my boss that I can skip the after work meeting and leave at 4 tomorrow, which greatly improves our chances of getting everything done on time. There's still a lot of car swapping and boat loading to be done, but I think we'll be fine.
Blixx got a job for tomorrow so he won't be around. He swears that it's just a corporate shoot and that he'll be able to leave early, but I say that's the kiss of death. We'll see. I'm psyched he got the work. He'll be away all next weekend on a shoot too. I'm sad when he's not around, but I think I've gotten over my original crisis period. Perhaps that has something to do with the wonderful weekend we spent together. Hehehe.
This evening we have a dinner double date with our friends Saner and his lady friend April. Blixx totally embarassed that poor girl the first time they met but going off on his theory about girls names. Apparently, you shouldn't date a girl who's name is a day of the week, month of the year or season. Those girls are trouble. We'll see what Saner has to say about that.
Into the future...
Blixx got a job for tomorrow so he won't be around. He swears that it's just a corporate shoot and that he'll be able to leave early, but I say that's the kiss of death. We'll see. I'm psyched he got the work. He'll be away all next weekend on a shoot too. I'm sad when he's not around, but I think I've gotten over my original crisis period. Perhaps that has something to do with the wonderful weekend we spent together. Hehehe.
This evening we have a dinner double date with our friends Saner and his lady friend April. Blixx totally embarassed that poor girl the first time they met but going off on his theory about girls names. Apparently, you shouldn't date a girl who's name is a day of the week, month of the year or season. Those girls are trouble. We'll see what Saner has to say about that.
Into the future...
Tuesday, May 22, 2001
I’m back from CT. Wow, what a great time. It was a shame that we didn’t get more time to spend with Darkmoon and Alvero (who needs a nickname with a cool ass real name like that!) but it was great to see them and re-open the doors of friendship. We’ve been out of touch with each other for some time – not for any real reason, just that we’re both pretty bad about keeping in touch. Alvero seems a little normal to be hanging out with our crowd, but he’s got to have some oddities if he and Darkmoon have been together so long. He just hides his freak flag better than we all do.
So, we drank a case of beer and went into the Wayback Machine, recalling stories both old & new. Tempest and Purge both look terrific. They’ve lost a ton of weight with Weight Watchers. I’m not the type of person who’s into counting points of eating microwave popcorn for dinner, but it worked for them and I’m very proud that they stuck to their guns and didn’t dive back into a Ben n Jerry’s fit. They’ve got a wonderful dog named Gus that decided our air mattress in the living room was as good a place as any to crash for the night. I got shoved off the bed as Gus and my husband cuddled for the night. Blixx really wants a dog, but a 3-room apartment isn’t the place for the big dog we’re hoping to get, so he took the opportunity to make a canine friend.
Nghtskye and his Angel were there too. At first she seemed normal and I had concerns, but after chatting with her for a while and hearing about the tiny paper thongs, I realized that she’s just as uncouth and bizarre as the rest of the gang. An excellent match – and she looks real cute in her little PJ’s. Not that I was looking or anything.
Shrek is a hysterical send up of fairy tales that had me falling off my seat laughing so hard. GO SEE THIS MOVIE!!! Who would have thought that a conversation between a donkey and an ogre could be so damn funny, but there it was. I won’t be a spoiler, but I’ve decided that the best part is when the princess Fiona sings to the bird, before breakfast. I still chuckle just thinking about it. I’m chuckling right now. While I recommend this movie to my strange friends, I’ve heard that kids just aren’t as impressed with the movie as adults aren’t. A man I work with actually had to bribe his 6-year-old daughter with promise of a new toy in order to get her to sit through the rest of the movie. He had a great time however. She doesn’t even know who the Muffin Man is! While I enjoyed the flick, I do regret that Disney has gotten so far away from their classic children’s tales and that they include such adult oriented humor in their movies.
I’ve got to decide what I want to do here at work. When I was hired, my manager told me that after 6 months she’d promote me to manager of this little department. Well, with the hiring freeze on we can’t create a new position so I’m SOL on that score. My manager’s manager MAY need an assistant in a few months, which might be a great way for me to move up in the Inbound Dept, but I don’t see where I could go from there. I could move to either member services (supports corp. client idiots) or job seeker support (how do I make my resume good and stuff?) but I don’t think the pay is as good as what I’m getting to sit here and type to you all. I don’t have enough work to do and I’m bored. It’s tempting to say nothing and continue to surf the web, but I’m at a point in my life that I want to be challenged. With Blixx out of work, now probably isn’t the time for me to be changing careers, but all the looking I’ve been doing for friends gets me thinking.
But thinking hurts, so it’s back to work!
Into the future…
Thursday, May 17, 2001
Blixx is coming to CT! I'm psyched to be spending time with my man. I'll miss the money the job would have pulled in, but I'd rather be poor with him than rich without him.
Anyway, I had a laugh so I thought I'd share a joke I got today:
A blind man and his guide dog enter a Bar and find their way to a bar stool.
After ordering a drink, and sitting there for a while, the blind guy yells to the bartender "Hey, you wanna hear a blonde joke?"
The bar immediately becomes absolutely quiet.
In a husky, deep voice, the woman next to him says, "Before you tell that joke, you should know something. The bartender is blonde, the bouncer is blonde and I'm a 6' tall, 200 lb blonde with a black belt in karate.
What's more, the woman sitting next to me is blonde and she's a weight lifter.
The lady to your right is a blonde, and she's a pro wrestler. Think about it seriously, Mister. You still wanna tell that joke?"
The blind guy says, "Nah, not if I'm gonna have to explain it five times."
Into the future.....
Anyway, I had a laugh so I thought I'd share a joke I got today:
A blind man and his guide dog enter a Bar and find their way to a bar stool.
After ordering a drink, and sitting there for a while, the blind guy yells to the bartender "Hey, you wanna hear a blonde joke?"
The bar immediately becomes absolutely quiet.
In a husky, deep voice, the woman next to him says, "Before you tell that joke, you should know something. The bartender is blonde, the bouncer is blonde and I'm a 6' tall, 200 lb blonde with a black belt in karate.
What's more, the woman sitting next to me is blonde and she's a weight lifter.
The lady to your right is a blonde, and she's a pro wrestler. Think about it seriously, Mister. You still wanna tell that joke?"
The blind guy says, "Nah, not if I'm gonna have to explain it five times."
Into the future.....
Wow,
I've discovered that I know nothing of HTML. I'll be forever tweeking this to get it just right.
This weekend I’m heading over to stay with Tempest and Purge in Connecticut. I haven’t seen them in such a long time, it will be wonderful to catch up. Darkmoon and his friend will be there Friday into Saturday, then Nghtskye and Angel will be arriving on Saturday. I had hoped to have more time with Darkmoon, but it seems that he’s got to get back to scenic NJ for Sunday. Oh well, I’ll take what I can get. I realized that I haven’t seen Darkmoon in a little over 5 years – last time was at Tempest & Purge’s wedding (insert Mortal Combat theme here). Time sure flies, whether you’re having fun or not.
I am confident that this will be the traditional drink-fest where we all start out trying to play Shadowrun but it quickly develops into an all out cluster-fuck. Fueled by alcohol and healthy self-appreciation, we will be up until all hours of the night telling stories from time’s past and eating junk food until we hurl. A Good Time. I’m getting psyched to connect with old friends and make some new ones.
Actually, I’ve got quite the history of being too sick to enjoy the following morning’s breakfast (you haven't lived until you've had Buttershots pancakes. MMMMMmmmmmm) and I’ve set a goal for myself to NOT get sick this time around.
Stop laughing, all of you! I’m serious! C’mon guys…I can do it.
I can’t blame you all for having little faith in me. At one time or another you’ve held my hair back as I worshipped the porcelain god. But I have it on very good authority from my friend DaveGrips that I’ve turned into quite the pussy when it comes to drinking. I don’t know if it’s age or wisdom, but I just can’t bang down 4 or 5 beers on a Tuesday night then expect to function properly the next day. I just don’t bounce back like I used to.
I’m off work tomorrow, so I should probably return to stuffing envelopes for a while at least. It’s a glamorous job but some one has to do it, right? I’ll describe the weekend exploits in detail, as well as any Mom or Nanny sightings. They don’t know I’ll be in CT and I want it to stay that way. There’s a whole thing there, but it’ a long story that I really don’t have time for right now. Maybe later today. Remind me to tell you about how Nanny killed a guy at the home.
Into the future…
I've discovered that I know nothing of HTML. I'll be forever tweeking this to get it just right.
This weekend I’m heading over to stay with Tempest and Purge in Connecticut. I haven’t seen them in such a long time, it will be wonderful to catch up. Darkmoon and his friend will be there Friday into Saturday, then Nghtskye and Angel will be arriving on Saturday. I had hoped to have more time with Darkmoon, but it seems that he’s got to get back to scenic NJ for Sunday. Oh well, I’ll take what I can get. I realized that I haven’t seen Darkmoon in a little over 5 years – last time was at Tempest & Purge’s wedding (insert Mortal Combat theme here). Time sure flies, whether you’re having fun or not.
I am confident that this will be the traditional drink-fest where we all start out trying to play Shadowrun but it quickly develops into an all out cluster-fuck. Fueled by alcohol and healthy self-appreciation, we will be up until all hours of the night telling stories from time’s past and eating junk food until we hurl. A Good Time. I’m getting psyched to connect with old friends and make some new ones.
Actually, I’ve got quite the history of being too sick to enjoy the following morning’s breakfast (you haven't lived until you've had Buttershots pancakes. MMMMMmmmmmm) and I’ve set a goal for myself to NOT get sick this time around.
Stop laughing, all of you! I’m serious! C’mon guys…I can do it.
I can’t blame you all for having little faith in me. At one time or another you’ve held my hair back as I worshipped the porcelain god. But I have it on very good authority from my friend DaveGrips that I’ve turned into quite the pussy when it comes to drinking. I don’t know if it’s age or wisdom, but I just can’t bang down 4 or 5 beers on a Tuesday night then expect to function properly the next day. I just don’t bounce back like I used to.
I’m off work tomorrow, so I should probably return to stuffing envelopes for a while at least. It’s a glamorous job but some one has to do it, right? I’ll describe the weekend exploits in detail, as well as any Mom or Nanny sightings. They don’t know I’ll be in CT and I want it to stay that way. There’s a whole thing there, but it’ a long story that I really don’t have time for right now. Maybe later today. Remind me to tell you about how Nanny killed a guy at the home.
Into the future…
Wednesday, May 16, 2001
Hi there everyone! A little background on your author:
I'm ChynaKatt. I live in Worcester Massachusetts with my husband Blixx and our two cats, Cleo and Koya. I work for a major Internet recruitment site (you've all heard of it, and probably have your resume posted there right now). I'm 30 years young, and enjoy kayaking, camping, white water rafting and long walks on the beach. There’s more to me than that, but you’ll just have to follow along to learn more.
Damn, what am I doing here? I'm not writing a personal ad! This isn’t a Playboy bio!
Anyway, I've followed in several of my friend's footsteps in posting a blog web log. Make sure to check out Nightskye, Tempest & Purge. I grew up with Tempest in Connecticut so we know entirely too much about each other. Purge is her husband, and we all wish him good luck with that. Nghtskye is Purge’s best friend and an old friend of mine. We haven’t seen each other in some time. More about that after this weekend’s activities. Also check out my friend DirtDirt’s site for some interesting commentary on life, love and new shoes. Want your tarot cards read? Check out Darkmoon Rising.
The above folks have been blogging for some time now, and I (almost) always enjoy reading about their exploits. While I certainly want to develop this into something more than a place for everyone and no one to read about how miserable I am, I admit that this is where I’m going to start out. I’ve been in a Deep Blue Funk for a while now and I’m hoping that writing about it gives me a better perspective on life, love and the pursuit of the American Dream.
Fasten your seatbelts - Here’s what’s going on with me right now:
My husband was laid off from his video tech job a few weeks ago and it has sent our lives into a tailspin. We were THIS CLOSE to buying a house, with financing all lined up and the realtors chomping at the bit to get us to buy. We were planning a terrific vacation for the fall where we can use the hot air balloon ride coupon we got for Christmas. We were going to start a non-feline family. Then, after 6 years at the same company, they laid him off. It’s a small company and with the recent downturn with the economy, several of their larger clients pulled huge trade show jobs. No money, no paying employees. I get it, but it’s just such suck timing. At least we hadn’t already gotten a house. While our 3-room apartment is terribly small, it’s certainly more affordable than the mortgage on a 200K house would be.
Blixx has been freelancing since parting ways with his old company, and doing very well at it. Lots of friends in the film and video industry have stepped up to show support and he’s raking in the cash. Where’s the downside, you ask? Well, it’s me. I’ve gone mental. I’m still in HOUSE & BABY mode and this career change has me baffled. I want to support Blixx with whatever direction he wants to go in. We talked last night and he wants to continue freelancing as long as he can (jobs tend to dry up in the winter) then think about where he wants to work full-time. I admire that (I really do) and I want him to find a job that he enjoys, but damn it! With so many big adult decisions to make, I feel like I’ve been put on hold until he gets his shit together. I feel like our life has been put on hold. He’s never home any more, and when he is, he’s tired and dirty. Not dirty in the good way either.
We tried to talk about this last night and I ended up making him feel bad that he’s been working (or camping) weekends for the past month. I didn’t want to guilt him, just tell him what I’ve been going through, but he just isn’t ready to hear it.
He says he needs me to be strong, and I can be. I’m usually one of the strongest women you’ll ever meet but I’m at whits end here. Blixx is unquestionably my best friend in the world and I love him to death. Without being able to really open up to him about what’s going on it’s eating a hole inside me. Those of you who know me (which is all of you) know that keeping my opinions to myself isn't exactly my forte. Without an outlet, I'll explode.
As therapy, I’ve resorted to posting here so I can just type my cares away. I hope this crap works, because we don’t have the money to pay for a shrink. I will try to be more uplifting tomorrow. I promise.
Reach me at ChynaKatt_SunFlwyr@hotmail.com if you wish.
Into the future....
I'm ChynaKatt. I live in Worcester Massachusetts with my husband Blixx and our two cats, Cleo and Koya. I work for a major Internet recruitment site (you've all heard of it, and probably have your resume posted there right now). I'm 30 years young, and enjoy kayaking, camping, white water rafting and long walks on the beach. There’s more to me than that, but you’ll just have to follow along to learn more.
Damn, what am I doing here? I'm not writing a personal ad! This isn’t a Playboy bio!
Anyway, I've followed in several of my friend's footsteps in posting a blog web log. Make sure to check out Nightskye, Tempest & Purge. I grew up with Tempest in Connecticut so we know entirely too much about each other. Purge is her husband, and we all wish him good luck with that. Nghtskye is Purge’s best friend and an old friend of mine. We haven’t seen each other in some time. More about that after this weekend’s activities. Also check out my friend DirtDirt’s site for some interesting commentary on life, love and new shoes. Want your tarot cards read? Check out Darkmoon Rising.
The above folks have been blogging for some time now, and I (almost) always enjoy reading about their exploits. While I certainly want to develop this into something more than a place for everyone and no one to read about how miserable I am, I admit that this is where I’m going to start out. I’ve been in a Deep Blue Funk for a while now and I’m hoping that writing about it gives me a better perspective on life, love and the pursuit of the American Dream.
Fasten your seatbelts - Here’s what’s going on with me right now:
My husband was laid off from his video tech job a few weeks ago and it has sent our lives into a tailspin. We were THIS CLOSE to buying a house, with financing all lined up and the realtors chomping at the bit to get us to buy. We were planning a terrific vacation for the fall where we can use the hot air balloon ride coupon we got for Christmas. We were going to start a non-feline family. Then, after 6 years at the same company, they laid him off. It’s a small company and with the recent downturn with the economy, several of their larger clients pulled huge trade show jobs. No money, no paying employees. I get it, but it’s just such suck timing. At least we hadn’t already gotten a house. While our 3-room apartment is terribly small, it’s certainly more affordable than the mortgage on a 200K house would be.
Blixx has been freelancing since parting ways with his old company, and doing very well at it. Lots of friends in the film and video industry have stepped up to show support and he’s raking in the cash. Where’s the downside, you ask? Well, it’s me. I’ve gone mental. I’m still in HOUSE & BABY mode and this career change has me baffled. I want to support Blixx with whatever direction he wants to go in. We talked last night and he wants to continue freelancing as long as he can (jobs tend to dry up in the winter) then think about where he wants to work full-time. I admire that (I really do) and I want him to find a job that he enjoys, but damn it! With so many big adult decisions to make, I feel like I’ve been put on hold until he gets his shit together. I feel like our life has been put on hold. He’s never home any more, and when he is, he’s tired and dirty. Not dirty in the good way either.
We tried to talk about this last night and I ended up making him feel bad that he’s been working (or camping) weekends for the past month. I didn’t want to guilt him, just tell him what I’ve been going through, but he just isn’t ready to hear it.
He says he needs me to be strong, and I can be. I’m usually one of the strongest women you’ll ever meet but I’m at whits end here. Blixx is unquestionably my best friend in the world and I love him to death. Without being able to really open up to him about what’s going on it’s eating a hole inside me. Those of you who know me (which is all of you) know that keeping my opinions to myself isn't exactly my forte. Without an outlet, I'll explode.
As therapy, I’ve resorted to posting here so I can just type my cares away. I hope this crap works, because we don’t have the money to pay for a shrink. I will try to be more uplifting tomorrow. I promise.
Reach me at ChynaKatt_SunFlwyr@hotmail.com if you wish.
Into the future....
