Domestic Geek

In a bad freakin' mood today. Between the heat and stupid people, I'm at the end of my rope.

First, I've been bored as hell at work for over two weeks. The art director is going a vacation on Thursday and suddenly we're swamped with work. It's all last minute, I need it yesterday type of stuff. Grrrrr. Hey, if you didn't have the foresight to get this to a printer a couple of weeks before you needed them...tough. I'll get done when I get done. Calling every half hour is only going to delay you getting your stupid proof. Morons. Also, it's hard as hell to print photoshop effects on a t-shirt. Don't use them unless you know how to separate them yourself or expect to get charged art time up the ass. These kind of headaches are not worth what I'm getting paid. I took a low wage for the experience. I've had enough of that experience. I'll take a little bit of absue if it is my own personal client, y'know? I'm also tired of trying to figure out what these people want second or third hand. Trying to pry information out of the sales people is like pulling your own teeth. Let me talk to somebody face-to-face about what they want.

Oh, and it got up over 100°F today. People get stupid when it gets hot. Plus they drive even more crazy. I made the mistake of trying to see where the shop of one of our clients was and it ended up being smack in downtown. Have you ever driven in downtown Dever at 4:30 in the afternoon when the temps are over 100? Not one of my smartest moves. See, the heat got to me, too.

When I was going to get lunch I heard on the radio that three major credit card companies are doubling their minimum monthly payments. Great. The brilliant idea behind this is some government regulation that wants to decrease the amount of time people pay back their debts and how much they spend on interest or some other such crap. I hate to tell these losers in the government, but it's not like people charge once and then pay it off. It's a constant thing. Some people like me will probably always be in debt (although I'm more determined than ever to get rid of the credit card balances). They pull this shit just as the bankruptcy laws are tightening, too. Some people are majorly screwed. You think this could've been phased in gradually until they were up to the magic "4%". Anyway, between that, my newly acquired car payment and my impending student loan payments, I definitely need more cash coming in.

Then I get a phone call about a half hour ago from the pizza place. The message says that she "thinks" there will be oven cleaning people there at 4 in the morning. At least I was warned this time, but I can't make any dough when they're not sure when they'll be there. I can't make dough at all when they're there. They totally disasseble the oven and have stuff spread out all over the whole store. Nice, huh? Not like this stuff can't get planned ahead of time so that I have advance warning. Maybe schedule it on a day when I'm not usually there (like Monday) when I can get two days' done on the previous Sunday. Morons. Oh, well. Since I seriously doubt anybody else will make any, I guess dough doesn't get done tomorrow.

I guess I'll make Marcus a nice dinner since I can sleep in. I'll have to go to the store, though, as I have absolutely NO FOOD WHATSOEVER here. I hate going grocery shopping with a passion. *sigh*

Warning: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince Spoilers ahead!

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I'm so stupid. The email I posted from Amazon the other day actually says it will probably come U.S. Mail. I vaguely remember reading that, but since I had a UPS tracking number, that is what made me think it was coming UPS. Oh, well. I got it. I read it. I cried. I can't wait for the last one.

I am not in a good mood. I've forgone sleep, stayed home all damned day, kept checking my UPS tracking number that kept saying my book was "In Transit to Final Destination" and where has my book been probably all day? In my mailbox. See, I hardly ever get the mail unless I'm expecting something important. Marcus usually picks up the mail, so I don't bother. Marcus is in Winter Park today, though. It wasn't until I was reading articles about other possible delivery problems through Google News that I came across this Bloomberg.com article that said UPS was delivering the books to the USPS. So, I check my mailbox and there it is. I. Am. So. Pissed. Shouldn't I have been notified by somebody that this was going to be the case? Either by Amazon or by UPS? Amazon is going to get a pissy email from me about this. All I was given by Amazon was a UPS tracking number and UPS still doesn't even list the thing as having been delivered. What a crock. I could be halfway done with the thing by now.

I did go out and get myself one of those Green Tea Frappacinos from Starbucks. Not as good as the strawberry or mocha ones, but it's tasty.

OK, off to read me some Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince. Don't expect to hear from me until I'm done.

Where, Oh where can the UPS man with my book be? My tracking number says the package left the Commerce City UPS facility at 9:30 this morning. Watch me be the last stop on the route! I need a nap badly, but I don't dare drift off to sleep for fear I won't wake up when he gets here. To pass the time, I caught the end of The Amityville Horror on tv. I thought I had seen it before, but I guess not. That was one BAD MOVIE. It was so disjointed. If I had't read the book, it would've made absolutely no sense whatsoever.

I forgot to post about this yesterday. I declared yesterday Half-Blood Prince Eve Day at work yesterday. I was listening to Harry Potter music and constantly searching the Harry Potter related sites that I frequent. The art director asked me if I had seen the Harry Potter skit they had done on Saturday Night Live with Lindsay Lohan. Since I don't watch SNL much anymore, I hadn't seen it. Thanks goodness for the Internet. That was hilarious!

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Potter parties were a bust last night. I went to Barnes & Noble and nothing was going on. People were getting their pictures taken with the big cardboard cutout advertising the book, some kids were running around in lame costumes and that was about it. People were mostly just sitting on their butts waiting for the book to go on sale. I couldn't even get a Starbucks beverage because it was packed. I left and headed for the Tattered Cover. Stupid me forgets that there is a night life in Denver...especially on a Friday night...especially in Cherry Creek. I couldn't find anywhere close to park except the paid parking garage (I missed a day of work this week and can't afford to pay to park). I could've parked at the mall, but it didn't feel particularly safe to walk by myself from the mall's parking garage over to the Tattered Cover that late at night by myself. *sigh* Oh, well. Maybe I'll be in a better financial situation when book 7 is released and I can go to one of those really big, really cool ones.

Nothing happened on J.K. Rowling's site either. That sucked.

Man, I thought for sure that J.K. Rowling would have something cool on her website when the clock stuck midnight in England. No such luck! Oh, well.

I tried to talk Marcus into accompanying me to the Tattered Cover this evening. Also no such luck. Probably has to do with the large amount of children that will be there and that he and Mike are going to Winter Park to mountain bike tomorrow.