Wednesday, September 24, 2008

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2008

Thanks, All

I'm glad that I still have a few readers left. Thanks to those that commented AND...

Thanks to Colleen for alerting me to the problem that nobody could comment. When I upgraded Expression Engine, apparently I needed to change the path to the captcha images from a relative one to a full server path. Who knew? Since I never bothered to log out to see what regular visitors see, I wasn't aware there was a problem. Sorry. cheese

Now, on to the post (WARNING - WOE AHEAD):

I'll be honest here — life has been pretty much blowing for me lately. The new position at work sucks much ass. Twelve hour shifts and working weekends stink no matter what job you're doing. I no longer trust any of my supervisors/owners/managers. We will no longer have full paid benefits as of October 1st. I've got a bad attitude and now I need to do my least favorite thing in the world: job hunt. My brakes need fixing. I dont' have the energy to do housework. Our last rabbit, Neo, died recently and now my hamster will probably be dead by the time I get home from work. I really miss having dogs, but promised myself I wouldn't get any while we still live here. The area we are living in is getting scarier and more depressing by the day. I slept a grand total of 4 hours last night because my insomnia is back full force.

I've been trying to suck it up and not complain here so as not to have the "Blog of Woe" as Marcus so lovingly referred to it, but it is what it is.

It really hit me yesterday at work as I was bawling my eyes out in front of all my coworkers and struggling with every ounce of my being not to grab my purse and walk out the door that I need to change this. I've been telling myself that if I can only hang on until X, Y and Z, then I'll figure out something else to do. Why? Obviously, my situation now is not working. Why is it so hard for me to find a better opportunity? I'm smart and talented, why am I wasting those being unhappy and miserable? Except for the fact that I continue to put up with it all, I deserve so much more from my life than this.

It's a good thing today is only a half day at work. I've got a lot of things I need to do and set in motion while my ire is up. I just know I can't keep going on like this...I'm not really living.

Friday, September 19, 2008

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Sep
2008

Arr, It Be Talk Like A Pirate Day

CraftyLaDonna's Pirate Ravatar AHOY, THERE!

ARRRR! Heave, Ho, Ye Mateys! It be Talk Like A Pirate Day!

How will this lass be celebratin' such a fine and proud day? I'll be doin' what any self-respectin' Pirate does on such o' fine day...knittin' with me pointy sticks and yaarrrrrrn! I'll be wearin' ye ol' Skull 'n' Crossbones and also be raisin?? me bottle o?? rum (or glass o' sweet tea, as t' case may be) in Pirate's honour this evenin??!

Lay yer eyes upon the video in t' extended. It's a right pleasin' tribute to t' day, to be sure!
My pirate name is:
Mad Jenny Flint
Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. Like the rock flint, you're hard and sharp. But, also like flint, you're easily chipped, and sparky. Arr!
Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
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Thursday, September 18, 2008

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Sep
2008

Is There Anybody Out There?

I need to know.

Does anybody actually read this thing anymore?

From the widgets in my sidebar, I'm guessing not, but they don't get people that read from feeds, who aren't members of those sites and such. I know paid blogging turned a lot of my old readers off and they left. Then I ran out of things to say and I think the rest left. If there is nobody else out there other than a few IRL friends and my dad, I need to know.

So, would you leave a comment if you read this blog, please?

Monday, September 15, 2008

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Sep
2008

There Was No Doubt

Every sorting quiz on the Internet has the same result for me:

The sorting hat says that I belong in Ravenclaw!

Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose intelligence is surest."

Ravenclaw students tend to be clever, witty, intelligent, and knowledgeable.
Notable residents include Cho Chang and Padma Patil (objects of Harry and Ron's affections), and Luna Lovegood (daughter of The Quibbler magazine's editor).

Take the most scientific Harry Potter Quiz ever created.

Get Sorted Now!

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Thursday, September 11, 2008

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11
Sep
2008

They Say It’s Your Birthday

Guess who turned 42 today? Duh, ME!

It should be a pretty good day. I don't have to work. Dad's coming over in a bit for some Wii bowling. I may take my free birthday entree coupon from Noodles & Co. over and get some free lunch as well as some free ice cream at either Cold Stone or Baskin Robbins. I've got knitting and crocheting to do. We're going out to dinner at Texas Roadhouse this evening.

We actually celebrated last Saturday. We had BBQ Steak on a Stake over at Mike and Nina's house. We played some Wii - Mike has some really cool game where you knock stuff down. Marcus and I got Mike Rock Band for his birthday. That game is actually quite fun! I had to sing first, but after I got over myself, I actually had a good time. I got the first season of The Big Bang Theory DVDs (I LOVE that show) and a Frank Sinatra CD from Mike and Nina. Marcus got me a new Superdrive and a G5 Jive and an adapter card to add extra hard drives to my Mac. I'm going to install them this afternoon and rip the cd to iTunes to see if it all works. Marcus already ripped TBBT for me and we've been watching them all week on the AppleTV.

I can't believe that seven years later, I'm still getting comments about my birthday being on September 11th. I was at a quilt store last Friday taking advantage of my birthday month discount when it last happened. I had to produce my driver's license to verify my birthday and the clerk commented that it must be tough to have a birthday on "that day." Uh, not really. The only thing that's rough is dealing with the people that make such comments. I admit that my birthday in 2001 sucked. I, like every other caring person in this country (and around the world) was in shock and upset over what happened. Horrible things happen all the time, though, and unfortunately these fall on somebody's birthday. If I met someone whose date of birth was December 7th, I wouldn't say, "Oh, how sad to have a birthday on the same day Pearl Harbor was bombed."

Anyway, off to enjoy my day!

ETA: Heh, Laura sent me this ecard she found:

LUDO—Love Me Dead