Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts

Thursday, May 20, 2010

I had a bad day.

I am such an unbelievable, colossal fuck up. I cannot even believe I exist.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Sorry for being lazy.

I have neglected you, Blog. I have neglected you, too, friends. I am so sorry, but I assure you, I have really been busy. Like, I know in my last entry I was all "splish splash I am busy" but that was a joke. That was an exaggeration. That was a wish. Since then I feel like I have been put through a fucking GAUNTLET.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT FEELS LIKE?! A GAUNTLET?! IT FEELS LIKE IT SUCKS!

Where should I start? There is not much to mention. I mean, unless you think that my mom and I confronting a drug dealer in my brother's living room and then getting into a screaming match with the aforementioned drug dealer's gf in the front yard is worth mentioning. Because that definitely happened.

Or the time I worked for nine days straight. Most days from 6am-2pm. By the end of that marathon of employment I was going to bed, no bullshit, at 6pm. And my hair looked like shit everyday b/c I had to take a shower before I went to bed, since there was no way in hell I was going to be able to get up early enough to shower before work.

So yeah. Mostly the marathon is what was kicking my ass. I am going to try to be better. I know people who balance work, school, and active social lives. I cannot even handle work and that is a crying shame. I need to get it together. I am going to GET IT TOGETHERRRR!!!!

At least I have my beautiful, wonderful, magical BlackBerry. That phone has been my LIFESAVER. It's how I've been able to keep up with what is going on on FB and twitter! Plus, I got a new, super cute purple and black zebra striped case for it. So yeah. It's pretty rad.

My car is all legal and registered and insured and titled. I drove it to work two days in a row when I discovered that there was oil pouring out of it. My brother says the rear seal or some shit is bad and that is why it is leaking. Natch, this is a $30 part that will cost $500 in labor to install. He is supposed to be going to Okinawa for work, and he promised me that if he really did make good money he would buy and have a completely new motor put in it. I doubt very highly that will happen, so I am just going to save up like a normal person. At any rate, Millicent (that's my car's name, y'all) is out of commission. And this makes me very very very sad.

Okay, so this is the latest I have stayed up in, like, two weeks and I need to go to bed b/c I am still kind of tired. I will try to be better. For real.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Splish Splash

Splish splash, I am one busy bitch.

I have spent the last week going looney tunes with work, family, and my car.

On the work front, everything is going great. I am really comfortable with my work, and it's really nice because it's so clean there. So, I don't pull my hair our as often having anxiety attacks over the clutter and mess in my homelife. It's nice to have that peace. On a sad front, I think I have gained like 7 pounds since I started working there since all I do (once my cleaning is done) is sit on my ass eating oreos and watching TV. I need to start bringing some carrot sticks or nuts or something. I DID run up and down the downstairs hallway the other day when there was nobody else there. That should count for something. Man, I am weird.

On the family front, I don't even know where to begin. Jason and Liz got moved into a house three doors down (the first person to leave a comment about the band is getting smacked in the genitals the next time I see them), and that's pretty cool because when I start to freak out I can just run down to their house. Which rules. We bought my mom a laptop for her birthday (we being my dad, Samantha, and me). Of course, when it arrived, though, the wireless did not function properly. I spent a day on the phone with Linksys (who frankly, if I may be so bold, sets the standard for tech support) getting my router's firmware upgraded (which I know how to do, now, because I watched while she remotely accessed my parents' computer), and after that did not fix the issue with the laptop, I sent that shit back. We ordered her a new one and look forward to getting it soon and SO HELP ME GOD IF IT DOESN'T WORK RIGHT!!!!!

On my car front, I got the fusible link repaired, a new timing belt, a new waterpump, new tires, new tirerods, and an alignment. As soon as I get the windshield replaced, I will be able to get it registered and plated and then OH MY GOD I WILL HAVE MY OWN CAR! I thought we were going to die driving it to get new tires put on it. When they took them off they told me that one of the tires had at least two cans of fix a flat in it. If I ever see that guy I bought the car from again, I am going to punch him in the sternum. What a fucking idiot. Oh well.

I got a haircut last week. Or this week. I can't remember. And I got contacts today. So, now I look like this:


I know. I am one pretty lady. It's hard to believe I am single.

My friend Nats started a movie reviewing blog called Sculpting in Time. I've added it on the side over there, and if you like movies, reviews, or stuff that is really well written you should check it out. Tell her Kashmir sent you. Hurr hurr.