Happy Happy Birthay Bunny Girl!

Mood: Jubilant

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHIBI-CHAN!!!
(amai_tenshi)

Well, Honestly!

Mood: Taking Names

Yo. Let’s see how we did on the check-list shall we?

1) Woke up – Check
2) Went to Work – Check
3) Hated every living second of work – Check
4) Went through horrific spasming pains because of work – Check
5) Hobbled home receiving death glares – Check

Yep! My day’s pretty much complete so far.

This frikkin job sucks now. It’s only been what? Two weeks so far. And already I hate it. I hate the unreasonable amount of physicality, I hate the way people expect you to know everything about everything, and I hate the way people seem to think the job is more important than life itself. Hello?! Helo~o! No job is worth my self esteem and physical soundness, thank you.

Today was the best so far /sarcasm. After getting to work I received the cold shoulder from even people I knew before I started working at the stupid place. Why? Well, because I called in sick the day before, of course! Like it’s my fault I’m sick or something. People were more distant towards me, they put me to work without wanting to talk or caring about what had happened yesterday. So, I was just like, whatever, right?

It’s not my fault this job’s a frikkin gauntlet!

Oh, and even better! I get there and a new lady is there. I’ve never seen her before. So I introduce myself and ask who she is and how long she’ll be working today. She says she’s working ‘9 to whenever’ and that she’s ‘the replacement for the girl that didn’t show up yesterday.’ The only girl I know of that didn’t show up yesterday...was me. And she’s all excited because she says she’s being trained to supervise nights and weekends. Hmmm, kinda sounds like the job description that was pitched to me too. That’s just great, I call in sick for one day and already they’re replacing me.

Honestly, I don’t care too much. She can have the damn job. It’s just so disappointing to get attached to these people and begin to rely on them, only to have them stab you in the back for being human. Honestly. I hope someone throws their shortcomings in their faces.

Then I checked my e-mail...I’m getting to where I want to change my e-mail address again, but I’ve forgotten how to configure Outlook Express /rolls eyes. I had 7 e-mails today. 1 was from rattgirl-chan, 1 was from a newsletter I subscribe to, and the other 5 were all “Pay off your mortgage!”, “Lose weight quickly!”, “Rapid Fire Ring tones!” and enlargement of organs that I don’t even have. Honestly! Why do we have to get cyber-junk-mail? Don’t we all get enough junk-mail in real life? But, even though I’ve gone over to hotmail every day and blocked all the companies who’ve sent me this junk, it still comes!

You know...I’m kinda in a justification/rant mode...I think I should do something, and then come back to the computer...maybe I’ll go shower...and have an egg roll...or 2. That might be a good plan. I have to eat an egg roll for Chibi-chan(amai_tenshi) since today’s her birthday. I’m sure with how the mail’s been so screwed up around here, she hasn’t gotten my package yet.

That’s another thing that’s driving me crazy: the mail. I ordered a Alice in Wonderland / Through the Looking Glass DVD off Ebay weeks ago, and it still has not come in. Seller says she shipped the thing off, and she’s as concerned as I am.

OK...I’m really going to step away from the PC before I get aggravated again.

Later.

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Your Summer Ride is a Toyota Prius

Sure you're a little sensible and quite green But no one enjoys outdoors more than you do!

What's Your Summer Ride?

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MM

Star Serious Laser!

Mood: Ecstatic

All right...after taking a shower, going to Sonic to get something to eat, and then coming back home...I felt much better. I even watched the rest of Sailor Stars. I cried my eyes out too. I always loved Seiya-kun! And that was actually good after reading that last post! The crying, that is. It reminded me that there is some bit of estrogen in my body...somewhere...and that I am in fact just female...instead of just a raving bitch. That was necessary.

I don’t think I could keep the bitching up constantly or do it professionally. I mean, my last post sounded way too much like an entry in tinhuviel-sama’s journal, and that just won’t do. There can be only one Super Sith Raving Bitch Queen, and I bow to her expertise and experience on that matter. I, myself, am simply a cynic who occasionally get’s peeved. She has this thing down to an art. Half the time, I don’t even realize she’s bitching. I just sit back, read, and enjoy the post. ^.^ heh...I’m going straight to hell for that one =.=

In any case! I feel a bit better. It helps that tomorrow is my day off. It’s so much better when there are plenty of days off, you know? Having work back to back with only two days off (and having to scramble in those days so that they’re not really ‘off days’) is really hectic. I think that everyone should work every other day...that way even if one day is bad, they don’t have to worry because they do have some relief in sight. Instead of having to get up and go to work again.

Tomorrow’s plan is to sleep in a bit. After getting up, I intend to go over to the mall and walk with my new orthodics(sp?) in my shoes. But no less than an hour, and perhaps a mile. I’m debating still. The lady at the orthodics(sp?) place said that these are like exercising. I can’t use them for hours and hours. I have to work them in slowly so that I don’t hurt myself too much. Which is fine with me. After walking, I’ll head over to that place I applied for office work and see if they still intend to hire me. If that goes well, then that will be very very good.

I talked it over with Mom, and she said by the way these people are treating me, she thinks it wouldn’t be terrible to give my two-week’s notice whenever I go in Saturday. So I’ll probably be working on a ‘two-week notice letter’ tomorrow too. Dad had already told me to quit, and I knew I really wanted too, but having Mom’s blessing really just makes me feel better. I am living with them after all. It helps to have their approval.

I suppose that’s it. Mom and I intend to go see In Her Shoes at the Palace tomorrow afternoon. I might be able to settle some business there as well...but I’ll leave that for tomorrow’s post. Good night everyone.

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Tracie Marie's Aliases

Your movie star name: Coffee Ice Cream Alen

Your fashion designer name is Tracie Hiroshima

Your socialite name is MM Tokyo

Your fly girl / guy name is T Bea

Your detective name is Cat Home Schooled

Your barfly name is Penuts Mudslide

Your soap opera name is Marie Bayou Gardens

Your rock star name is Hershey's Shark

Your star wars name is Tralad Beadan

Your punk rock band name is The Bored Disk

The Amazing Meganame Generator

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MM