Domestic Geek

<sarcasm>I'm having so much fun, I must be dreaming. Somebody pinch me.</sarcasm>

I am so freakin' BORED today...and tired. I need a nap really bad. I usually catch up on sleep over the weekend. Didn't happen this week. Sitting cooped up in this dreary little office is the last thing I want to be doing today. *sigh* At least the owner took the art director out to lunch and I can make the post that I didn't get to yesterday.

Thanks to everybody who commented and emailed me advice yesterday about starting small businesses and grants. This is something I really, really want to do. I am so tired of the amount of my income being controlled by morons. I also hate not being able to control my work environment. I'm tired of being around filth and things that are broken. I've been working 60-70 hours per week for the last 9 1/2 weeks (wasn't that a movie?) and I feel I should have more to show for how hard I've been working. I'm really frustrated. I'm also not dillusional about how tough it's going to be to start a business. That's why I haven't quit my jobs and jumped in with both feet. I'm researching stuff and planning and all that mature stuff you're supposed to do as an adult.

Has anyone reading this ever bought a shirt (or any other merchandise) from Cafe Press? I was thinking of designing some stuff to try and sell there and then if anything takes off, have a large run of them done. If the quality of the products totally bite, though, I don't want to bother. Any info would be greatly appreciated.

I'm totally diggin' driving the new car. The best part--I'm only halfway through the tank that the dealer put in it on Friday. I've driven alot, too. I would've gone through two tanks in the old car. The sad thing is that nobody wants the poor little guy. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. I've got to get rid of it before the park owner starts complaining.

I am so bummed out about not having a garden. I broke down and bought a couple of tomato plants and a couple of other things that for the life of me I can't remember what they are (told you I need a nap) and I'm going to plant them in pots. Screw the park owners. If you keep raising my lot rent and everybody else around here can do whatever they darend well please, then so am I.

OK, I better get back to work.

Sorry I didn't make the promised post for Sunday. I'll probably do it once I get to work. They want me there between 7-7:30 now so that an artist can be available if the production floor needs changes to film, but I have to beat the art director about the head to get him to have stuff ready for me to do. Friday I didn't feel like pushing it since I wanted to go get a car, so I won't have any idea on what the status of the jobs are or what needs to be done. So, I'll work a little on a web project and I'll post.

I do have one small thing I wanted to throw out there this morning, though. Does anybody that reads this thing have any idea how a woman goes about finding government grant money to start a small business? I keep hearing about how the government wants women to become entrepreneurs, but all I was finding on the Internet yesterday was companies wanting to sell you books about it (like that Matthew Lesko guy). After reading review on Amazon about his books, I don't want to waste my money on that route. One guy in a review said if you wanted grants, go to the public library. I'm going to do that when I have a free moment. I've already knocked three major goals off my list for this year (graduate, get 2nd job, get new car), I want to get starting my business checked off as well.

Anyway, I'll post more about why this has become a front burner issue to me later today. Right now I need to stop procrastinating and go make dough. I'm sure the front door will give me problems again and now the swamp cooler in the back of the store is broken. I hate that place and need to get away.

Check out the newest addition to our family. Last night I became the proud owner of a yellow 2003 Subaru Baja.

It's not the one I was talking about last week...that one had already been sold. I took some photos tonight and posted them in the photo gallery. The main selling points for the one I got, even though I wanted a manual, was the bed cover and the bed extender. I was really interested in this 2004 white Turbo Baja that they had because it was a manual transmission and had the bed cover, but it was more expensive, had more miles and the bed was CARPETED! The whole point of a Baja is it is part truck. If you want carpet in your cargo area, get an Outback.

My car now needs a name. The old Subaru never told me what his name was. It may sound kind of stupid, but I feel bad for my old car. I feel like I'm betraying him after all I've put him through the past 7 years. Is that weird?

I found Marcus some Mexican Pepsi in a glass bottle. I'm not thrilled about the circumstances of the discovery, but he was glad I had found some. After conversing late with Marcus after his return from Tennessee, I didn't get to work until 7am. I couldn't get the front door open again. I was sooooo pissed. I was meeting my friend Chrissy for lunch today (she lives on that side of town) so I couldn't just leave and go home. I was pacing back and forth along the sidewalk in front of the store trying to decide what to do when I spotted the Pepsi in the cooler of the place three doors down. Of course, they weren't open and had no hours posted. I eventually left to run errands (after blistering my index finger trying to get the key to turn in the lock). I got back a couple of hours later and the door opened. Stupid thing. Now I had to see the stupid manager and make dough in a hot store. At least by the time I finished, the Mexican restaurant place had opened and I got Marcus a couple of Pepsis.

Well, it's getting late and I need to get some sleep. I'll write tomorrow about the cool day I had Wednesday. I made a huge post about it and when I hit submit, Firefox locked up and I lost the whole post. *sigh*

Happy Flag Day!

I may as well post stuff. It's going to be grumpy. If you don't want grumpy, leave now.

Why is it that the party is always hosted by the neighbors on the weekends when I've had too little sleep and I had planned on getting to work early? I had planned on sleeping from 6-2, getting two days' work done early and then having all day tomorrow to get stuff done. No such luck. Stupid neighbors. *sigh*

Marcus and Mike left this morning. I miss Marcus already. It's not that I see a whole lot of him during the week anyway between our work schedules, but it's still weird knowing he won't be walking through the door for a whole week. I'm sure the week will fly by though (if I can ever go to sleep), and he'll be home before I know it. It would be nice if I could surprise him by having lots of things done around the house before he gets back, but hell, who am I kidding? I don't have any free time. Well, I have free time now, but I'm tired as hell. I can barely type coherent sentences.

Damn, how long of an attention span does that stupid little kid have? You'd think he'd be tired of hitting that table by now.

I was going to bring a blanket out here and sleep on the couch, but our neighbors across the street are having a BBQ as well and some guys just pulled up with really loud booming music. Man, I just can't win today.

We had a pretty good rain storm about an hour ago. Why couldn't it have been one of those extended storms like yesterday that would've driven all the annoying little kids inside?

Is it me or is everybody's blogs pretty much sucking as bad as mine lately? Maybe I'm just too busy with real life to get into everyone else's mundane stuff. Maybe everyone else is too busy with real life, too. A lot of sites in my blogroll haven't even posted in ages. I'm not sure if I even want to keep this site up anymore. I'm torn about it. There's certain things I can't say here because of who reads this (not that I have that many readers, but still...). I've started censoring myself--"I'll post about this on my blog. No, wait, I can't. XXXXXX reads it." I haven't even come across any good memes that I feel compelled to do.

One good thing is that there are only 34 more days until the release of Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. I've quit reading fanfic for the time being. Partly so that I can re-read all the the books to remember the real story and partly because I'm annoyed as hell with it. A couple of weeks ago I came across a really good story, but the site didn't mention if the stories were finished or not as some sites do. After reading 24 really long chapters, I find that the story isn't finished and the author hadn't worked on it in quite some time. Man, that so totally sucked.

Why must this kid scream? He's a boy. Boys don't scream. He's not just yelling, he's screaming. He's not even screaming for a reason. He's playing by himself. It's weirding me out.

I wish I had NyQuil here. That would knock me out so I wouldn't hear the screaming. I don't, though.

OK, kid suddenly left...I'm going to go try to get to sleep before he comes back. Wish me luck.