Once More With Feeling, episode soundtrack available Sept 17th at most major retailers!!!!
The lawyers have our money. The title has been ordered. Absolutely the only thing we can do is impatiently wait for a call telling us that we can close. I'm hoping it will be early next week so we can move some stuff over before SherBear and FedExMan come to visit. If not, oh well they see the BEFORE house and I'll just have to send them pictures.
Saturday is the first Pre-season football game for the Pats at 8pm. I think it's against the Giants. Any bets, boys? Some friends have been to Pats training camp and say that the team is looking real good. C'mon...chicken?
Wednesday, July 31, 2002
Friday, July 26, 2002
Jacknife - Sending all of my love and support your way. Call me on the cell if you need to talk. Anytime. And give your Aunt, Dad & Deb my best wishes for speedy recovery.
Blixx will be happy to know that he has his own syndrome now. Actually, he's much better. He had an epiphany as to why he's been FREAKING OUT and is coming to terms with home ownership thing. I won't get into details here, as this is my blog and not his, but he's fine - we're fine - & it's all good.
Grips is going away, so I'm going to feed his cats, water his plants and be sure that the pool is workning properly. I may have to make sure that no food goes to waste in the fridge while the family is gone. They always have great munchies in the house - a perk of having a 3 year old around. I'm going to price carpet for the living room and bedrooms too, as well as shop for a shower curtain and decorating fluffy stuff. It's probably better that Blixx won't be around - he'd just hold me back.
CALLING ALL STRONG ABLE BODIED BLOGGERS! I've got a bunch of furniture stored at my mother's house in Guilford, CT and I'm asking for assistance. I'll have folks who can help us when we get back to MA, but I'm going to need some strong backs to assist in loading the truck. Dates are TBA but I thought I'd ask now to get you all excited. I'm not promising that it will be easy (big ticket items include washer, dryer & piano. Yep, piano) but refreshments will be provided.
One of the sales managers just threw me a beer. It must be time to start the weekend. Peace out!
Thursday, July 25, 2002
It seems that Blixx is having the same kind of day I had yesterday. We just had a less than satisfactory phone conversation. He's irritated and since he's working 3pm - 1am tomorrow then 7am-??? on Saturday I don't see the situation improving. Either we resolve this tonight or we wait until Sunday, when all he'll want to do is lie around and catch up on sleep. I guess I better plan on carpet shopping etc Saturday while he's gone.
Justine League and Samurai Jack return in September with all new episodes.
I was in a miserable mood when I got home last night, absolutely exhausted and at the end of my rope. Blixx wanted to talk future plans until I explained the situation. He understood. He’s wonderful.
Blixx stalked the ice cream truck and brought me a Dove bar. He also did all of our laundry, bought the part and fixed my car, let me use the Jeep and left DMB in the CD player, tidied up the house, packed some more stuff and ran a very important errand. I really hope he didn’t take it personally that all I wanted to do was to go to sleep.
Watched Witchblade with guest star Roger Daltry as a cross dressing psychic who’s the Devil’s advocate. Weird. Still haven’t watched Farscape so no spoilers until I do!
I’m better today and might even be able to hold a civil conversation. Maybe – we’ll see.
Got a call from the mortgage company today – they are all set, except for the signed P&S. That’s the document that wasn’t correct when we went to the lawyers on Tuesday, so I called U left a message asking what the F is up. I was hoping to close before Blixx goes to NJ on a job next week, but it looks like it isn’t going to happen.
We were supposed to go on vacay with Grips and family to NH the 2nd week in Aug but I don’t think it’s going to happen. We’ll be vacationing (i.e. living on an air mattress & eating off paper plates) in our house. Or, we’ll be in jail for kicking the crap out of whoever is causing the hold up.
Boogie Shoes – Dogma is one of my favorite movies of all time. Enjoy!
I was in a miserable mood when I got home last night, absolutely exhausted and at the end of my rope. Blixx wanted to talk future plans until I explained the situation. He understood. He’s wonderful.
Blixx stalked the ice cream truck and brought me a Dove bar. He also did all of our laundry, bought the part and fixed my car, let me use the Jeep and left DMB in the CD player, tidied up the house, packed some more stuff and ran a very important errand. I really hope he didn’t take it personally that all I wanted to do was to go to sleep.
Watched Witchblade with guest star Roger Daltry as a cross dressing psychic who’s the Devil’s advocate. Weird. Still haven’t watched Farscape so no spoilers until I do!
I’m better today and might even be able to hold a civil conversation. Maybe – we’ll see.
Got a call from the mortgage company today – they are all set, except for the signed P&S. That’s the document that wasn’t correct when we went to the lawyers on Tuesday, so I called U left a message asking what the F is up. I was hoping to close before Blixx goes to NJ on a job next week, but it looks like it isn’t going to happen.
We were supposed to go on vacay with Grips and family to NH the 2nd week in Aug but I don’t think it’s going to happen. We’ll be vacationing (i.e. living on an air mattress & eating off paper plates) in our house. Or, we’ll be in jail for kicking the crap out of whoever is causing the hold up.
Boogie Shoes – Dogma is one of my favorite movies of all time. Enjoy!
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
We met the lawyer yesterday at 8am (blach) who took more money from us (where it is all going, I'm still not sure) then went over the documents. It turns out that the seller's lawyer didn't draft the document correctly, which means that our check was for the wrong amount. Did I mention this is all going down at 8am? Grr Arg. AND our closing date has been moved back from July 31st to Aug 8th - apparently the title search is taking forever.
I just typed this whole long paragraph about Blixx cracking up about the house, but I deleted it. The specifics aren't important. I just need to figure out a way to help him help himself get over the fact that we're buying a house. He grew up living in apartments so this is a real first for him. For better or worse, I always had (have, except for Mom's Dick) a place to call home and I'm looking forward to creating a similar space for ourselves and our future family. Yep, I said I want to have a family. It's just that Blixx has the house buying all wrapped up with having babies and dogs and growing up and settling down. Last night as I fell asleep, we were talking and I asked him to break down this huge anxiety he's having into smaller chunks and then to talk about the problems. I hope he was listening. I know he hardly slept last night and that he's strung out from too much coffee, not enough sleep and an exceptional amount of stress. I hope we can work this out.
Tonight, I go to sleep early. That is, after we watch Farscape & SG-1 from Friday, and Witchblade from Monday night. We haven't had a lot of time for TV or movies. I think we're cancelling our Netflix, since we just can't seem to get around to watching movies. We have Mullholand Drive, The Others and Beautiful Mind right now - they've been sitting there for days and it doesn't look like we'll ever get around to watching them all. I think I'll hold off returning them until the weekend. Blixx is working Saturday so I'll have some time to kill.
I just typed this whole long paragraph about Blixx cracking up about the house, but I deleted it. The specifics aren't important. I just need to figure out a way to help him help himself get over the fact that we're buying a house. He grew up living in apartments so this is a real first for him. For better or worse, I always had (have, except for Mom's Dick) a place to call home and I'm looking forward to creating a similar space for ourselves and our future family. Yep, I said I want to have a family. It's just that Blixx has the house buying all wrapped up with having babies and dogs and growing up and settling down. Last night as I fell asleep, we were talking and I asked him to break down this huge anxiety he's having into smaller chunks and then to talk about the problems. I hope he was listening. I know he hardly slept last night and that he's strung out from too much coffee, not enough sleep and an exceptional amount of stress. I hope we can work this out.
Tonight, I go to sleep early. That is, after we watch Farscape & SG-1 from Friday, and Witchblade from Monday night. We haven't had a lot of time for TV or movies. I think we're cancelling our Netflix, since we just can't seem to get around to watching movies. We have Mullholand Drive, The Others and Beautiful Mind right now - they've been sitting there for days and it doesn't look like we'll ever get around to watching them all. I think I'll hold off returning them until the weekend. Blixx is working Saturday so I'll have some time to kill.
Monday, July 22, 2002
After a rainy start, the weekend was wonderful. Yep, every time I go camping it rains. So, we put up a tarp at the dock and loaded the canoe and kayaks under it. The camp site was better than we even imagined, with a great fire ring and a ton of already chopped wood waiting for us. The outhouse was…well, an outhouse – adequate in intestinal emergencies (buffalo wings for dinner make for a long run in AM) but I still preferred the fresh air peeing behind a tree.
So, we didn’t get on to the island & start setting up camp until almost dark so we were all in a mad rush to get the tents up etc. Once we settled down & started drinking in earnest, it had to be almost 10pm. That’s where the buffalo wings came in. I have informed Blixx that buffalo while camping is a bad idea, especially after 42 beers at 11 at night. Anywho, we drank until wicked late in the night then all passed out.
Did I mention that Blixx forgot the canoe paddles at home. Yep, so Toad dragged him in the canoe FILLED with all of our stuff across the lake. Well, my bladder woke me at 7am on Saturday so I was up awfully early. Blixx & Toad both got up for similar reasons and we spent a few minutes by the fire before Toad & I came to our senses and headed back into our tents for more sleep. Blixx in the other hand was all pumped up and said he was going for a morning paddle. Whatever…just let the Tylenol kick in and let me rest for a few more hours. So, I pass out cold.
I am awakened by Blixx banging and yelling by the campfire. It seems that while we blissfully slept away the last dredges of the boozing antics of the night before, Blixx had paddled back to the dock, loaded his boat on the Jeep, driven back to Worcester to get the paddles, unloaded his boat at the dock and paddled back. He was stunned to find that we were still in bed when he came back, so he decided to be super loud making coffee. He had a dream that we’d all be awake and have a hot breakfast waiting for him. Silly boy!
The afternoon was spent drinking & smoking around the fire, talking about getting up but not actually doing it. We did have some panic that there wouldn’t be enough beer so we took an afternoon paddle over to the dock to re-supply the cooler. I got a little color while riding in the complete comfort of the canoe. We tooled around the lake until a weird kayak guy started to stalk us so we split. We put on our PFD’s & floated with beers in the late evening to wash & cool off. Dinner was rosemary maple marinated steak with veggie potato surprise and foccachia (sp?) bread heated on the flames– out of this world! More drinking until all hours of the night. We finally put Toad & Tadpole to bed, then Blixx & I had some campfire fun of our own. There’s nothing like firelight reflecting off…well, you get the idea. Good times, good times!
Coffee seemed to be a challenge for the morning, first too strong then too weak then no water…yeah, we were crispy & not really thinking too clearly. Breakfast was leftover steak, hash browns, bacon, eggs & cheese all swirled together & cooked on the fire. Oh & served with a toasted roll. I’m convinced that we’re all going to hell for eating it but it tasted awesomely good going down. I told the guys that I wanted my tombstone to read “It was a damn good breakfast that killed her.” We lazed around for the afternoon then slowly started to break camp. Poor Tadpole thought he’d be home at 6pm to play with his kids before they went to bed – he didn’t leave Toad’s house until 8pm. I got home at 9ish and headed right for the shower. It felt real good to have running water and soap.
It was a great time and I’m glad that the guys let me go along. I hope I didn’t impede any of their antics, but I don’t imagine so. My burps made me fit in nicely, although no one farts quite like Tadpole in the early am. I had good ideas and never complained about the outhouse situation. I would have enjoyed a shower at some point in there, but it was a nice swim and I had a hat so it’s all good. It was a really relaxing weekend and I’m glad that we were able to get away before the house takes over our lives.
So, we didn’t get on to the island & start setting up camp until almost dark so we were all in a mad rush to get the tents up etc. Once we settled down & started drinking in earnest, it had to be almost 10pm. That’s where the buffalo wings came in. I have informed Blixx that buffalo while camping is a bad idea, especially after 42 beers at 11 at night. Anywho, we drank until wicked late in the night then all passed out.
Did I mention that Blixx forgot the canoe paddles at home. Yep, so Toad dragged him in the canoe FILLED with all of our stuff across the lake. Well, my bladder woke me at 7am on Saturday so I was up awfully early. Blixx & Toad both got up for similar reasons and we spent a few minutes by the fire before Toad & I came to our senses and headed back into our tents for more sleep. Blixx in the other hand was all pumped up and said he was going for a morning paddle. Whatever…just let the Tylenol kick in and let me rest for a few more hours. So, I pass out cold.
I am awakened by Blixx banging and yelling by the campfire. It seems that while we blissfully slept away the last dredges of the boozing antics of the night before, Blixx had paddled back to the dock, loaded his boat on the Jeep, driven back to Worcester to get the paddles, unloaded his boat at the dock and paddled back. He was stunned to find that we were still in bed when he came back, so he decided to be super loud making coffee. He had a dream that we’d all be awake and have a hot breakfast waiting for him. Silly boy!
The afternoon was spent drinking & smoking around the fire, talking about getting up but not actually doing it. We did have some panic that there wouldn’t be enough beer so we took an afternoon paddle over to the dock to re-supply the cooler. I got a little color while riding in the complete comfort of the canoe. We tooled around the lake until a weird kayak guy started to stalk us so we split. We put on our PFD’s & floated with beers in the late evening to wash & cool off. Dinner was rosemary maple marinated steak with veggie potato surprise and foccachia (sp?) bread heated on the flames– out of this world! More drinking until all hours of the night. We finally put Toad & Tadpole to bed, then Blixx & I had some campfire fun of our own. There’s nothing like firelight reflecting off…well, you get the idea. Good times, good times!
Coffee seemed to be a challenge for the morning, first too strong then too weak then no water…yeah, we were crispy & not really thinking too clearly. Breakfast was leftover steak, hash browns, bacon, eggs & cheese all swirled together & cooked on the fire. Oh & served with a toasted roll. I’m convinced that we’re all going to hell for eating it but it tasted awesomely good going down. I told the guys that I wanted my tombstone to read “It was a damn good breakfast that killed her.” We lazed around for the afternoon then slowly started to break camp. Poor Tadpole thought he’d be home at 6pm to play with his kids before they went to bed – he didn’t leave Toad’s house until 8pm. I got home at 9ish and headed right for the shower. It felt real good to have running water and soap.
It was a great time and I’m glad that the guys let me go along. I hope I didn’t impede any of their antics, but I don’t imagine so. My burps made me fit in nicely, although no one farts quite like Tadpole in the early am. I had good ideas and never complained about the outhouse situation. I would have enjoyed a shower at some point in there, but it was a nice swim and I had a hat so it’s all good. It was a really relaxing weekend and I’m glad that we were able to get away before the house takes over our lives.
Friday, July 19, 2002
Thursday, July 18, 2002
Can someone explain to me what Billy Bob was thinking when he cheated on Angelina Jolie? I mean...he's got the hottest piece of ass going as a wife...only a dumb ass could F that up. Makes me sick.
We got the official mortgage agreement in the mail today. There's a bank out there willing to give us the cash. Woo Hoo! We're so close I can smell the paint drying on the walls. Yeah baby! Home ownership is right around the corner.
We got the official mortgage agreement in the mail today. There's a bank out there willing to give us the cash. Woo Hoo! We're so close I can smell the paint drying on the walls. Yeah baby! Home ownership is right around the corner.
Wednesday, July 17, 2002
TV Programming for Cats. Cleo & Koya have obviosly been Neilson raters for some time.
After the craze of work yesterday, I bustled myself off to Toads house to meet the boys. There, we geared up (or rather I did, while they impatiently waited in the car) and headed to Whitehall Reservoir for an evening paddle. The magnificent sunset reflecting on the water reminded me how small we really are, and thus are petty problems are smaller still. The scale of the clouds and the reflection of the golds and blues on the water during sunset was breathtaking. Later, the moonlight reflecting on the waves sent shimmers across the boats and was quite hypnotic. Oh, what a wonderful way to end a day. On the paddle back to the launch, someone was shooting off fireworks. Yeah man! Love those fireworks! We didn't get off the water until almost 10pm, so I guess I've gotten over my fear of being out in the boats past dark. I still get a little edgy, but the sunsets and star light are SO worth a little anxiety attack. Besides, I've got the two best guides with me that I know. After the paddle we went to JJ O'Rourkes and I had the BEST prime rib au juis sandwich in the world. I gobbled the whole thing, lathering it with horseradish sause...between that and the beers, I was a bloated mess by the time I finally got home. Pepcid and it was right to bed.
All of you need to experience the wonder of nature from the water. We've got a canoe now so whenever you all want to head on up and check out some sites, let me know and I'll take you out for a spin. I was talking with Purge & Tempest about vacation plans and I'd love it if they came up and we tooled around for the day. Or, there's always whitewater rafting. The Deerfield River is close by and I can get us a discount - probably.
After the craze of work yesterday, I bustled myself off to Toads house to meet the boys. There, we geared up (or rather I did, while they impatiently waited in the car) and headed to Whitehall Reservoir for an evening paddle. The magnificent sunset reflecting on the water reminded me how small we really are, and thus are petty problems are smaller still. The scale of the clouds and the reflection of the golds and blues on the water during sunset was breathtaking. Later, the moonlight reflecting on the waves sent shimmers across the boats and was quite hypnotic. Oh, what a wonderful way to end a day. On the paddle back to the launch, someone was shooting off fireworks. Yeah man! Love those fireworks! We didn't get off the water until almost 10pm, so I guess I've gotten over my fear of being out in the boats past dark. I still get a little edgy, but the sunsets and star light are SO worth a little anxiety attack. Besides, I've got the two best guides with me that I know. After the paddle we went to JJ O'Rourkes and I had the BEST prime rib au juis sandwich in the world. I gobbled the whole thing, lathering it with horseradish sause...between that and the beers, I was a bloated mess by the time I finally got home. Pepcid and it was right to bed.
All of you need to experience the wonder of nature from the water. We've got a canoe now so whenever you all want to head on up and check out some sites, let me know and I'll take you out for a spin. I was talking with Purge & Tempest about vacation plans and I'd love it if they came up and we tooled around for the day. Or, there's always whitewater rafting. The Deerfield River is close by and I can get us a discount - probably.
Tuesday, July 16, 2002
Even in the bleekest moments, it's possible to smile & laugh.
Check out the Farson's...it's what would happen if the Simpsons were shot out of a wormhole. Or, something like that. Damn funny!
Check out the Farson's...it's what would happen if the Simpsons were shot out of a wormhole. Or, something like that. Damn funny!
Deconstructing Buffy
I'm not alone in the Buffy obsession. There are college courses on Buffy out there! Finally, I have a major!!!
I'm not alone in the Buffy obsession. There are college courses on Buffy out there! Finally, I have a major!!!
Monday, July 15, 2002
Friends are there for you in both good and bad times. It’s all give & take and your turn to sit there and just listen will come soon enough. We all have to put pride aside and learn to communicate and share; otherwise we’ll eat ourselves up from the inside.
We are who we are and our friends are still our friends because (for whatever reason) they don’t give a crap how obsessed or fat or childish or irresponsible or broke or emotional or sarcastic or certifiably out of our friggin tree we are. Learn to take advantage of the opportunity to vent and be hugged. Ok...and let your friends buy you a beer.
We are who we are and our friends are still our friends because (for whatever reason) they don’t give a crap how obsessed or fat or childish or irresponsible or broke or emotional or sarcastic or certifiably out of our friggin tree we are. Learn to take advantage of the opportunity to vent and be hugged. Ok...and let your friends buy you a beer.
Company Memo 7/15/02
As you are all aware, WHERE CHYNAKATT WORKS is in the process of completing performance appraisals for all employees across North America. It was our intention to coincide these reviews with salary increases based on employee performance. Although a very difficult decision, salary increases will not take place on July 1, 2002. In the current uncertain economic condition facing all US companies, and the drive to shave costs from operations, this was an unavoidable conclusion. These factors are directly related to overall business conditions throughout WHERE CHYNAKATT WORKS and the US. It is our intention to review the situation over the next sixty-days and amend it as soon as it is prudent for us to do so.
It just keeps getting better.
As you are all aware, WHERE CHYNAKATT WORKS is in the process of completing performance appraisals for all employees across North America. It was our intention to coincide these reviews with salary increases based on employee performance. Although a very difficult decision, salary increases will not take place on July 1, 2002. In the current uncertain economic condition facing all US companies, and the drive to shave costs from operations, this was an unavoidable conclusion. These factors are directly related to overall business conditions throughout WHERE CHYNAKATT WORKS and the US. It is our intention to review the situation over the next sixty-days and amend it as soon as it is prudent for us to do so.
It just keeps getting better.
Friday, July 12, 2002
Wednesday, July 10, 2002
Some weird news for you:
In June in Rotherham, England, Gaak the robot, who is part of a research project into equipping robots to think for themselves, escaped from the lab while it was momentarily unattended and made it as far as the parking lot of the Magna science center before being stopped by a visitor's car. It had forced its way out of a small pen used to house units scheduled for repair. Said Professor Noel Sharkey, "(The robots) have all learned a significant amount and are becoming more intelligent by the day." [The Age (Melbourne), 6-20-02]
<-----anyone else scared by this?
Smugglers With Bright Ideas: A woman's snakeskin "belt" was confiscated by airport customs officials when they realized it was an actual snake (exotic and endangered, yet harmless, which had been sedated by chilling but which had heated up) (Glasgow, Scotland, February). Authorities in Chicago and Orlando recently confiscated shirts from Thailand and Colombia, respectively, that had been "starched" with heroin and which would later be chemically soaked to extract the drug. And since Sept. 11, Customs officials say drug cartels' Mexico-to-U.S. tunneling activity has increased, with five new tunnels recently raided, including one that ended near the parking lot of the Customs office in Nogales, Ariz. [Glasgow Herald, 2-18-02] [Edmonton Journal-AP, 2-16-02; Albuquerque Tribune, 4-27-02] [Tampa Tribune-AP, 5-13-02]
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I got home from work yesterday all stressed out & whatnot. Blixx tucked me in to the couch with a book, brought me a Mikes and started cooking dinner. He made Mahi Mahi with a pineapple curry sauce, green beans and some creative noodles. Mmmmm good! We then headed to Vincent’s to hang out with some folks. I’d planned on getting to bed early – 1am is early, right? So I’m operating on 7 hours of sleep in the past two days. No, that isn’t affecting my miserable mood at all. :)
In June in Rotherham, England, Gaak the robot, who is part of a research project into equipping robots to think for themselves, escaped from the lab while it was momentarily unattended and made it as far as the parking lot of the Magna science center before being stopped by a visitor's car. It had forced its way out of a small pen used to house units scheduled for repair. Said Professor Noel Sharkey, "(The robots) have all learned a significant amount and are becoming more intelligent by the day." [The Age (Melbourne), 6-20-02]
<-----anyone else scared by this?
Smugglers With Bright Ideas: A woman's snakeskin "belt" was confiscated by airport customs officials when they realized it was an actual snake (exotic and endangered, yet harmless, which had been sedated by chilling but which had heated up) (Glasgow, Scotland, February). Authorities in Chicago and Orlando recently confiscated shirts from Thailand and Colombia, respectively, that had been "starched" with heroin and which would later be chemically soaked to extract the drug. And since Sept. 11, Customs officials say drug cartels' Mexico-to-U.S. tunneling activity has increased, with five new tunnels recently raided, including one that ended near the parking lot of the Customs office in Nogales, Ariz. [Glasgow Herald, 2-18-02] [Edmonton Journal-AP, 2-16-02; Albuquerque Tribune, 4-27-02] [Tampa Tribune-AP, 5-13-02]
I got home from work yesterday all stressed out & whatnot. Blixx tucked me in to the couch with a book, brought me a Mikes and started cooking dinner. He made Mahi Mahi with a pineapple curry sauce, green beans and some creative noodles. Mmmmm good! We then headed to Vincent’s to hang out with some folks. I’d planned on getting to bed early – 1am is early, right? So I’m operating on 7 hours of sleep in the past two days. No, that isn’t affecting my miserable mood at all. :)
My boss just asked for my candid opinion in regard to our data entry duties now. I told him that we're not trained properly for this and that we all find it frustrating that we've been demoted and given this new job (essentially) without regard for our feelings or aptitude. Let me quote: "It's what you have to do. Get over it." Yeah, he's a real motivator that guy. Motivating us right out the door. I'm stuck more than ever until we close on the house, and even then I've got to have something else lined up - I have been forwarding my resume to a select few employers with hopes that they will bite. Bounce has called her old temp agency and if she can get work in the next 2 weeks she's gone - the kind of gone that involves flipping off the boss and storming out in a huge dramatic scene. Quietboy actually enjoys the mindless data entry and wants to transfer to that department permenently. Right now we've got 4 teenagers in to stuff envelopes and they are kicking butt...when the aren't wandering the halls or playing pool. I want an extra $5/hour for babysitting!
Must get back to work - we're being watched now to ensure that the majority of our time is spent dicking around in the database.
Mantra:
I have a job. I'm lucky. I want to keep this shit ass job so that my goal of homeownership can become a reality. A few more days/weeks/months won't kill me. Everything in fine. Don't take the stress of work home. You weren't demoted, you're just overpaid for what you're doing right now. ring what little joy can be had out of the job. Everything is fine. Don't storm out in a blaze of glory - just fantasize about it. Under no circumstances can I share my honest opinion with Dino ever again. I am a cog in the wheel...and when I leave they will understand the importance of what it is that I've been doing. I am better than all of them and I deserve respect. Do not act in anger. Do not burn bridges. Take the free Diet Coke and the occasional bag of chips as a perk and like it. Keep my head down, do what they ask and leave for the day free of any anxiety or regrets. I have a job. I get a decent paycheck. I am lucky to have a job and I want to keep it that way. Everything is fine.
Must get back to work - we're being watched now to ensure that the majority of our time is spent dicking around in the database.
Mantra:
I have a job. I'm lucky. I want to keep this shit ass job so that my goal of homeownership can become a reality. A few more days/weeks/months won't kill me. Everything in fine. Don't take the stress of work home. You weren't demoted, you're just overpaid for what you're doing right now. ring what little joy can be had out of the job. Everything is fine. Don't storm out in a blaze of glory - just fantasize about it. Under no circumstances can I share my honest opinion with Dino ever again. I am a cog in the wheel...and when I leave they will understand the importance of what it is that I've been doing. I am better than all of them and I deserve respect. Do not act in anger. Do not burn bridges. Take the free Diet Coke and the occasional bag of chips as a perk and like it. Keep my head down, do what they ask and leave for the day free of any anxiety or regrets. I have a job. I get a decent paycheck. I am lucky to have a job and I want to keep it that way. Everything is fine.
Tuesday, July 09, 2002
This is the latest find in my search for a bed. It’s pretty inexpensive too. The decision is whether or not to buy a queen to fit the bed we have now or a king for the bed we really want later. Decisions!
I'm glad that there's good news on the Rhinogirl job front. Your luck is turning around. Now, if you could get me a deal on some valium...Perhaps Skye will cheer the F up now.
We saw Attack of the Clones over vacation. I thought it looked BEAUTIFUL and I believed all of the CG landscapes. I found it amusing to see that Luke gets his whining nature from his father. I thought they did a lousy job of protecting our princess/senator - I'd have fired their asses. And when the giant cat thing manages to make a belly shirt...too much. I'm glad I saw it in the theater with the THX and all that to get the full effect, but I'm a little disappointed. Saw MIB2 as well. Actually, Grips and Teacher came out to see it with us...which is the first movie that Teacher has seen in a theater since...Titanic! Yep, since V was born. I laughed out loud a couple of times and Frank is just too cool, but it didn't have the overall magic that the first movie did. Sequals are tough like that. We also rented Harry Potter. I enjoyed it, but I wasn't blown away. I was impressed that Hermoine was portrayed just as annoyingly as she was in the books. Don't you just want to smack her? We also rented Orange County and I just didn't think it was as funny as the trailor made it out to be. It had some moments and if there's nothing better available I'd say go for it as a rental, but Jack Black isnt' as funny as I'd hoped he'd be. Anyone else out there dig the tune "Tribute?"
I may not be blogging as often anymore. This new work thing is a huge drag. I entered like 25 leads yesterday (among other things) which I thought was pretty good since it was my first day and I had a million questions. Yeah, 100 minimum per day. And Blixx wonders why I can't call the lawyer or realtors from work.
I'm glad that there's good news on the Rhinogirl job front. Your luck is turning around. Now, if you could get me a deal on some valium...Perhaps Skye will cheer the F up now.
We saw Attack of the Clones over vacation. I thought it looked BEAUTIFUL and I believed all of the CG landscapes. I found it amusing to see that Luke gets his whining nature from his father. I thought they did a lousy job of protecting our princess/senator - I'd have fired their asses. And when the giant cat thing manages to make a belly shirt...too much. I'm glad I saw it in the theater with the THX and all that to get the full effect, but I'm a little disappointed. Saw MIB2 as well. Actually, Grips and Teacher came out to see it with us...which is the first movie that Teacher has seen in a theater since...Titanic! Yep, since V was born. I laughed out loud a couple of times and Frank is just too cool, but it didn't have the overall magic that the first movie did. Sequals are tough like that. We also rented Harry Potter. I enjoyed it, but I wasn't blown away. I was impressed that Hermoine was portrayed just as annoyingly as she was in the books. Don't you just want to smack her? We also rented Orange County and I just didn't think it was as funny as the trailor made it out to be. It had some moments and if there's nothing better available I'd say go for it as a rental, but Jack Black isnt' as funny as I'd hoped he'd be. Anyone else out there dig the tune "Tribute?"
I may not be blogging as often anymore. This new work thing is a huge drag. I entered like 25 leads yesterday (among other things) which I thought was pretty good since it was my first day and I had a million questions. Yeah, 100 minimum per day. And Blixx wonders why I can't call the lawyer or realtors from work.
Monday, July 08, 2002
Vacation was excellent. While I do regret that we didn’t get away, it was wonderful to spend every moment with my loving husband.
We checked out the house on Saturday June 28th. We went and saw a whole bunch of rag tag homes. AND, we were able to get in to the one we have purchased. Actually, the selling realtor never called our realtor back, so we went over there with the intent of just checking it out…but the owner of the property was there and gave us the grand tour. It all worked out, so we went & signed an offer letter.
I honestly don’t remember what we did Saturday night or Sunday, because it was all about the house. Freaking out that we didn’t offer enough money, or we weren’t the first offer…total lunatics.
Monday we were supposed to hear about our offer by noon. Our realtor called at noon thirty to say that we have to extend the offer, as the owner hadn’t had a chance to even look at it yet. No problem. So, we wait until 6pm. When I say wait, I mean we stared at the phone and were unable to leave the house. So, 6 comes and goes..7pm…so I call our realtor. He tells me to calm down (he catches on pretty quick, this guy) and that we’ll hear in the morning.
Sure enough, Tuesday morning the phone rings and it’s our realtor saying that he has the accepted offer in his hands! Woo Hoo!!!!!
We drove by the house and around that side of town during the afternoon, then went to Lowes and virtually spend several thousand dollars in remodeling etc. I picked out a great stained glass lamp for the dining room that wasn’t all that expensive. In any case, it was a really really awesome day.
The rest of the week was spent relaxing, paddling in the canoe, sleeping in and staying up late, drinking and smoking, more paddling…you see the pattern. We went to Grips house to BBQ and float in the pool on July 4th & he called while we were there. It’s nice to have keys to friend’s houses.
We paddled a river during a huge thunderstorm. We ate dinner another night on a beach. All in all it was wonderful and I’m experiencing huge culture shock being back here at work. They took my Finance job away from me some time during my vacation. I actually no longer stuff envelopes either. Now I’m responsible for data entry for this big lead generation plan they have going on. It’s boring and I hate it but I have a job and can pay my bills so it’s all good.
No time to check out blogs today. I'll catch up later in the week. Hope you all had a great July 4th.
We checked out the house on Saturday June 28th. We went and saw a whole bunch of rag tag homes. AND, we were able to get in to the one we have purchased. Actually, the selling realtor never called our realtor back, so we went over there with the intent of just checking it out…but the owner of the property was there and gave us the grand tour. It all worked out, so we went & signed an offer letter.
I honestly don’t remember what we did Saturday night or Sunday, because it was all about the house. Freaking out that we didn’t offer enough money, or we weren’t the first offer…total lunatics.
Monday we were supposed to hear about our offer by noon. Our realtor called at noon thirty to say that we have to extend the offer, as the owner hadn’t had a chance to even look at it yet. No problem. So, we wait until 6pm. When I say wait, I mean we stared at the phone and were unable to leave the house. So, 6 comes and goes..7pm…so I call our realtor. He tells me to calm down (he catches on pretty quick, this guy) and that we’ll hear in the morning.
Sure enough, Tuesday morning the phone rings and it’s our realtor saying that he has the accepted offer in his hands! Woo Hoo!!!!!
We drove by the house and around that side of town during the afternoon, then went to Lowes and virtually spend several thousand dollars in remodeling etc. I picked out a great stained glass lamp for the dining room that wasn’t all that expensive. In any case, it was a really really awesome day.
The rest of the week was spent relaxing, paddling in the canoe, sleeping in and staying up late, drinking and smoking, more paddling…you see the pattern. We went to Grips house to BBQ and float in the pool on July 4th & he called while we were there. It’s nice to have keys to friend’s houses.
We paddled a river during a huge thunderstorm. We ate dinner another night on a beach. All in all it was wonderful and I’m experiencing huge culture shock being back here at work. They took my Finance job away from me some time during my vacation. I actually no longer stuff envelopes either. Now I’m responsible for data entry for this big lead generation plan they have going on. It’s boring and I hate it but I have a job and can pay my bills so it’s all good.
No time to check out blogs today. I'll catch up later in the week. Hope you all had a great July 4th.
