OCD+ADD=OMG

I called Circuit City to ask about that guy who was supposed to call me, and they said that he hadn’t come in and that they couldn’t find him. I spoke with the manager directly, explaining my problem. I was called back a little while later by a young lady saying that he had told them that he had told me to bring my car in Wednesday or Thursday morning...which, is crap because I firmly remember him telling me he was booked up all for Monday and he’d go in to Sam’s Audio early and get the part he needed, and call me at nine to get it installed. I asked if I could make an appointment for Wednesday morning at open. Then after thinking about it, I called Sam’s Audio asking if they had a similar stereo system, and how much it’d be to install it. They gave me a quote and I made an appointment for this morning at 9. I was so furious and anxious about the whole thing, that I gave myself a panic attack. My doctor had given me some pills to take when I have a panic attack, so I broke the pill in half and took half of the pill, hoping it’d help to calm me down.

….I broke out in a clammy sweat all over my body, it was very hard to breath, I was dizzy and drowsy and nauseous, I got the shakes, and everything, even sitting in my chair and staring at my monitor, was taxing. I finished the work-load for Saturday’s mail (God knows how), and told Lo that I had to go home. The girls looked at me and told me they were not comfortable with me driving myself home, because I’d gotten very pale and just didn’t look good at all (not to mention that I’d gotten deathly quiet the moment the pill kicked in, and they know that means I’m really not feeling good). So, I called my Aunt Carolyn and asked if she could come and pick me up. She said she’d come with Uncle George, and she’d drive me home while he followed in their car. I am glad they picked me up too, because I kept feeling like I was going to throw up at every turn. I got home, made myself some dry toast (the girls had recommended it) and went to bed. It felt like I wasn’t really sleeping, you know? Like I was motionless and my eyes were closed, but I was aware of everything. And yet, it was like no time had passed. I have to admit, other than feeling like my stomach was made of lead, all the other symptoms (save the grogginess of course) went away. So maybe it’s just that I couldn’t be up and moving around under those meds…lots of good that’d do me.

Around 6, my parents called – and I thanked God I’d had the good sense to keep my phone with me. I talked with them for a bit and then, I think I fell back to sleep. I woke up again around 7ish. I got up, ate a bit, watched some TV (mostly my Daria DVDs), and worked on organizing the pictures for the Mecha Con Scrap book. I did get some of my clothes washed, but I went to bed right after my shower.

I only took half of that pill, and I still feel drugged. But I felt well enough to come in to work and bring my car in, and the whole mess is over. This morning, after I dropped my car off, I texted people….because I was bored just sitting there. I hadn’t thought to bring something to read. Reiko was busy at work, Chibi was at chapel, and only asked texted back to ask when I was going to Arkansas. Scamp, got my text message and called me! We talked…for about 45 minutes or so. Which was sort of funny, since she’s spending time with her honey, Brian. I hope he didn’t mind =..= Still, after I hung up, we were still texting. Twas amusing...even if I was still bored all by my lonesome.

Now, the only thing I have to worry about for my trip, is packing! I’m so ready to just be gone! Tonight, I’ve gotta finish packing, load up the car, wash the dishes and try to straighten up some, make sure TomTom’s all ready to go, and...and….ummm….oh! Wrap Mom’s gift =..= Yeah, I got her the card, made it all out for her and I even used my stamps on the gift box, but I’ve yet to actually wrap the gift. Nice right? Doh...

I put my jeans on to wash this morning when I got up, and then when that was done, I put them on to dry. That’s the only reason I couldn’t finish packing last night. My jeans (the most integral part of my wardrobe) were still in the dirty clothes pile. Dad left a pair of his jeans and a shirt behind, so I need to remember to bring that too. My brain keeps going through all of the things I need, and I’m like “Can I pack that yet...I don’t think I need it, so I think I can.” And then I keep reminding myself, “Don’t forget Wednesday, after you use that, you’ll need to pack it.” It’s insane. I’m thinking of bringing the little thing of Folders coffee...I know my Dad doesn’t drink coffee as much as when I was there. So, it’d be a good idea to be prepared.

Oh well.. I can’t think of anything else, and there’s work that needs doin’. I’ll talk later, Sunshines.

Oh, another thing about work, we got our new shirts in today. They’re kinda stiff right now, but I like ‘em. We’ve decided on the color code too. Blue Mondays, Black Tuesdays (because of Black Tuesday! Get it! That was my idea), Pink Wednesdays, Burgundy Thursdays, and Red Fridays (because there’s a group of people that wear red on Fridays to show support for the troops and I firmly believe our troops need all the support they can get).

Also, in the work bracket of things, everyone at work loved my hair even though I think I look like a ridiculous shaggy dog. Lacey says I just need to get a good straightening iron and take the time to straighten it. That was nice. Although, having my hair straightened right as I get to work doesn’t sound like a good idea to me =.= But they all said it looked really good. Even the ladies down stairs said they thought it looked nice. Maria saw me as she was passing by the kitchen and she said “Tracie! You cut your hair!” and I said, “You’re very astute. *makes repeated shooting motions with hands* I can’t get anything by you.”

After work, came home and ate with Mom and watched another episode of Bones, it was the one called The Man in the Wall. It was fun, although it confirmed that one should never watch shows like Bones that show corpses in all stages of decomposition and dismemberment while they are trying to eat. After that Mom told me the news.

It seems our renters’ family has decided to sell a house nearby, and our renters want to buy and live in that house. It’ll take a few months, but they’ve decided to move out and have their own home. This means they would be moving out of the A-frame! I’d been kinda stressing about asking them to leave, because they’ve been there so long, but it didn’t mean I didn’t want the Nexus any less. So this means we’ll be able to open up The Nexus and let it air out. We can clean it up and start taking measurements on the floors. Get a few estimates on how much a hardwood floor would cost and all that. It doesn’t mean anything will be happening faster than the time-table that I’ve already set up, but it does mean that we may be able to start working on things slowly ahead of time so that by the time we are ready to move in, we have the basics of what we wanted.

After that I showered...and then Mom and I tried to put a few rollers in my ridiculous hair. I swear, you guys, I was not born to be a stylist. I get so frustrated because I know I’m not doing it right, and I’ve no idea how to make it right. It just bugs me. I really should‘ve told the lady that I hate vanity, so I consider spending more than 15 minutes on my hair to be total nonsense. Honestly, who really cares? Hair doesn’t affect my ability to perform my job, nor does it influence my status as a human being….ok, I’m pressing the “Abort Rant” button now =.= Sorry. Anyway, I ended up just letting Mom section it off and blow dry it, because I’ve no idea what I’m doing.

We watched another episode of Bones because Mom was bored. This time it was one we’d forgotten called The Man in the Bear, which means we’ve managed to watch the first disc in its entirety. Yayness. I must say that The Man in the Bear has to be one of my favorite episodes if only because it’s just so funny. It almost makes you forget about all the disgustingness of the bear eating people and then finding out that there’s a cannibal eating people and such. One of my favorite quotes is from there too! It’s when Dr. Brennan says that the arm was sawed off someone and then the bear ate it. And the park ranger dude says “That’s not good—people getting’ sawed up and ate by bears.” Hysterical!

Then I e-mailed Scamp back (a rather long e-mail at that) and e-mailed my Twin back, and now I’m writing here. I think that’s gonna be all for tonight. I tried starting my new Furuba manga that came in today, but Mom was bored and wanted to watch Bones, and I’m just too tired right now to really get into it. Besides, 5:45 always comes early. Later, sunshines!

You Are Not Addicted to Gossip

You're not a big fan of gossip. Not when it's about your enemies or friends. If you're going to say something about someone... You'll just say it to their face!

Are You Addicted to Gossip?

 

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Yaviel Isilmiel

Beware, for I am: Blah

Ok, so I was just on to ...what was I doing?...Oh! Ri~ight! I was finishing up my little 'project' and then sending Gillian (wotcherscamp) my reply. God, I love reading her e-mails...I just wish we could get together (in the physical sense -.-) more often. Anyway... Of course, Hotmail has decided to be evil, and it's staying in my Outbox for some reason...>_> wtf, hotmail? Have I not been loyal enough? I only have one e-mail...Grrness. I am satisfying my time by reading over her latest journal entries (until the pain in my ear becomes too great, and then I must away).

Moving on. I just took this test and I had to post the results. I thought this was too funny.

  What's Your Reputation at Hogwarts? (26 different characters)

Everyone's Friend:
House: Gryffindor
Best Friend(s): Hermione, Fred, George, Blaise, and Cedric.

Gryffindors
Harry: Thinks of you as a great friend and possibly more, but likes the energy the two of you have when you're joking around as friends.
Ron: Gets jealous of Harry when you two are together because he's had quite the crush on you for a long while, and Harry knows it. He once tried to approach you about the Yule Ball, but got sick and vomitted all over himself.
Hermione: Loves you like you were her own sister. You study together, do your hair together, and even stay in the same dorm.
Oliver Wood: Misses the fun you had together in the library (no, nothing perverted.) and still visits you over holidays.
Fred and George Weasley: Asked you to work as a third member at their shop because they love your sense of humor.
Seamus Finnigan: Used to like you, but figured you'd be better off as friends after he talked with Ron.
Neville Longbottom: Is nervous around you even though he doesn't like you as more than a friend. He once admitted to Harry that it was because of your natural beauty.
Dean Thomas: Thinks that sometimes you can be too kind to people who don't deserve it.
Ginny Weasley: Is slightly jealous of the chemistry you hold with Harry, but can't deny that she looks up to you.
Parvati Patil: Has a picture of you in her bathroom so that she can look just like you.
Padma Patil: Thinks her sister is stupid to be exactly like you, even though tries to shop at the same stores as you.

Hufflepuffs
Cedric Diggory: Is a close friend of yours and wouldn't be anything near where he is today (or isn't?) without you.

Ravenclaws
Cho Chang: Loves to go shopping with you at Hogsmeade.

Slytherins
Draco Malfoy: Has only talked to you once, but still thinks you're a kind person even if you are in Gryffindor and even if he pretends he doesn't.
Crabbe: Doesn't really pay attention to you because he's always eating or sleeping.
Goyle: Same as Crabbe.
Pansy Parkinson: Does her make up like you so that she can look like you.
Marcus Flint: Wishes his teeth weren't so jacked up so that he could have a better chance with you.
Blaise Zabini: Sneaks out of his dorm at night to meet you in the library so you can talk without having any of his Slytherin friends interrupting.

Teachers
Dumbledore: Is extremely proud of how far you've come since first year and hopes that you'll keep it up.
Professor McGonagall: Likes you a tad bit more than she does Hermione, which is saying something.
Professor Flitwick: Could go on and on [and he did (I had to cut the interview short)] about you and your generosity.
Professor Trelawney: Always predicts a bright future for you.
Professor Snape: Isn't nice to you, but he isn't particularly cruel either. As much as he denies it, you are one of his brightest students.
Filch: Is too busy taking care of his cat.
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...and I thought...What!? When am I everyone's friend? I mean, let's all face it...I'm not the nicest person, right? But then I got to thinking abuot it...and I was like...I am really friendly to everyone when I first meet them. And if they remain freindly, I remain friendly. I'm not that big into confrontation, so I never actually create one if I can get by, but I'm not nice to people that are mean to me. So yeah, I guess I am friendly to everyone...A Harry Potter quiz is right? Who knew!

Ok. The pain in my ear is too sever (hey, that rhymes ^.^). Off to reading land for me.

MM

PS: This thing with my ear, is probably gonna be the last speed-bump on the ride to 'Driving MM Crazy' @_@'