Domestic Geek

*sigh*

I really, really don't want to go to work today. I'm still really angry over the way he treated me last Friday. I don't get paid enough to take that kind of abuse. I'm also in a house-cleaning mood. Those don't happen very often. I'm sure the mood will be gone by the time I get home. I also haven't balanced my bank account since before I lost my job back in July. It's not hard to keep track of so little money, but it's still a chore that needs to be done.

I really need to clean all of the duplicate crap off of my computer and burn my Platt stuff to DVD. I've got so many incarnations of projects cluttering my disk space. I really need to get a backup routine established, but I've got so much duplicate data that I need to purge first.

Marcus and I have almost everything out of storage. The majority of what is left is trash—we just have to haul it out of there. We'll definitely be out by the end of the month, though. Yay!

Send me job finding vibes this week. I could really use them.

Feeling a little dreary today. It's cold, it's cloudy and I've got cramps. Yuck. I'm tempted to go crawl back into bed and warm up.

My boss is psycho. He got pissy with me yesteday because the client's ad he wanted me to update used fonts not installed on my machine and I asked on which machine the ad had been created so I could either do the revision on that machine or copy the font to my machine. He snapped at me, "Nevermind, I'll make the changes myself." Geez, like it's my fault you've got different fonts on all your damned machines. You're also not a designer, so I know you couldn't do it yourself. If you could, you woudln't need to pay us. Loser. Can't wait until I don't work there anymore.

I rented those Firefly discs to check out. I've gotten through one episode and I'm not impressed so far. In fact, I'm quite bored by it. If I haven't changed my opinion by the time I'm though with the first disc, I'm sending both discs back and removing the rest from my queue. Time is too precious to waste on stuff that doesn't interest me.

All right...I'll think I'll head over to The Container Store instead of going to bed. I need to see how much it costs to get some racks to better utilize space in my cabinets. I'm tired of all of the wasted space above my mugs.

OMG! The Office was so freaking hilarious tonight! I LOVED IT!! Almost worth making me wait all summer to see it.

Thirteen Reasons I Need to Lose Weight NOW

The list this week is not pleasant, but some sad truths I need to face.

1. I can't find clothes. Right now I'm a 26. Sears and Penney's sizes stop at 24. Even if I can find any sizes bigger, the clothes are UGLY!
2. My thighs rub together. It chaffes and gets irritated. It's just plain yucky. That's where my pants always wear out first.
3. I can't put my arms straight down to my side.
4. My belly table. I caught myself using my stomach as a writing desk and then later to hold my plate while eating lunch. When did I start doing that and why didn't I notice until today?
5. I can't tie my shoes. I can't tie my shoes unless I put my foot on a chair. I used to be able to stand one-legged like a crane to tie my shoes, but I can't now. I can't even cross my legs to tie it that way.
6. I'm tired. Carrying the weight of a whole second person is doing damage to my joints and I'm freaking exhausted all the time.
7. Sleep is becoming more difficult. Not only does it cause really bad snoring, which is waking me and Marcus up, I have a hard time getting comfortable. The other night I actually felt pain from the weight pushing on my chest while on my back.
8. Jewelry. I'd like to be able to wear bracelets or necklaces again. Necklaces look stupid because they draw attention to the fat rolls under my chin.
9. A pretty face. I'm actually quite pretty under all this fat. I'd like to see her again.
10. It's an excuse. I use my weight as an excuse not to do all kinds of things. Not meeting people. Not having friends. Not having a good job.
11. Breathing. I've noticed that I can hear myself trying to breathe. A person shouldn't have to struggle that much for a deep breath.
12. My image. I don't think people take me seriously because I'm fat. Hell, I don't take myself seriously.
13. My life span. Every day I carry around this extra weight is less time I'll have to live.

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For reasons I can't go into here, I'm not at work yet. I'm really not wanting to go there anymore. I think I'm allergic to the incense he must burn or something. Either that, or there's mold/mildew in the basement where we work. I expressed my frustration with working there to the old teacher that got me the job. She doesn't blame me one bit for not wanting to stay. I did tell her I will stick it out until the publication goes to print so as not to get her in a bind. It turns out that is not until the first Friday in October. So, a little over two weeks away. I was originally told Sept. 22, then the last week of September. Nobody there can get their stories straight. Grrr.

I need help from all of you out there. My resume was sent to a screen printer on Monday. I really, REALLY want to work there. It's very close to I-70 so on a good day, the drive will be less than a half hour. I sent a follow-up email on Tuesday with some samples of my work. Now, I just need to be called in for an interview. That's where you guys come in: Concentrate all of the positive energy and thoughts/prayers you can spare my way for me to get this job. Thanks in advance for your help!

I got an email from a place that the placement woman had sent my resume to last week:

Thank you for responding to the production artist position at xxxxxxxxxxxx. We received your resume and will be contacting you within the next few weeks to let you know what further action we would like to take. We appreciate your interest and look forward to speaking with you soon.

Um, ok. The next few weeks? How long do you expect me to stay underemployed? This is so stupid. The holidays are coming up , people. My unemployment checks will run out sooner than later. I want to work NOW!

At least I've got the season premieres of The Office and CSI tonight. I can't wait for this evening.