Tuesday, May 25, 2004

I'm Working My Butt Off - T's Playing!

I am covered with paint, attacking a bedroom door painting as fast as I can to get two doors painted so they can dry enough to get the final coat of paint on today and all of suddened my cell phone begins ringing. I drop the roller in the tray, grab my nice leather Coach purse (smearing paint on the handle) dig for the phone only to discover another Commencement crisis at work. I talk co-workers through the issue and worry that chaos is happening. At 10 p.m., I get back to my apartment and check Co-worker T/Waldo's blog to see if he was going mad in my absence - low and behold what do I see? BOOB's - I am not going to worry about T anymore!

I wish I could have the same kind of fun at work that T does!

Wednesday, May 19, 2004

Does Any Body Know How To Proof Any More?

Final proof means just that final. Why is it so hard to proof something for print but so easy to spot the errors after print? I find it amazing too, when I send something to proof and say check my corrections they don't but when something is left off they are quick to grab their copy of the edits and say "we made the corrections on the proof we sent you." Yeah, but there were more than 50 corrections to make and I sent the final proof for them to make sure I'd made all the corrections! If they are going to keep edits to proofs to use against me, why don't they save us all the trouble and money, and use them as comparison on the final proof as they are supposed to do!

I hate graduation time!

Tuesday, May 18, 2004

Nodding Off In Front of My Monitor

Fair warning fellow bloggers, I got a taste of what weeks ahead of me are going to be like and I fear my blog entries will be sparse. I am trying to keep my all consuming house information separate from my spastic personal blog; however, currently there is very little in my brain but house thoughts and ideas. My body is reeling from one nights work and I fear by Friday, I will be crawling into work. I need sleep. My eyes are burning from the lack of sleep. My arms are aching from removing shower doors, curtain rods, a million and five screws strategically placed in the most bazaar places, etc., etc.

While you might not hear from me nightly, I will be check everyone's for the latest tidbits of news. Why not blog at work, you ask? Mainly, because I really don't feel creative here and don't want to bore you or myself.

Anyway, enough for now.

Sunday, May 16, 2004

A Question from Venus to Mars

I never laughed so hard when I saw Andy's blog and the photos he had posted and then thought about the pic of naked men on my blog. We must be on opposite sides of the polar universe. I love to ask the annoying question "Why?" and that photo of many naked men running and flapping in the wind inside a football stadium made me ask why? These men need a hobby or women to control them. This really has to be a guy thing and therefore, I cannot wrap my brain around this. Would some male please explain why men would want to bare all and expose their trinkets?

Saturday, May 15, 2004

Things You See On the Internet


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When Good Things Happen - Look For the Bad

Why is it that when really good things are happening to you, some incident comes along and sucker punches you? What's worse is that since I am a girl, I cry and I've cried a lot today. Some days I wish I only knew myself and no one could effect my world and I couldn't effect theirs. I hate interpersonal relationships, I suck at them.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

Guilt Trip By Seamus

Things are so crazy right now with trying to pack and buying all the things I will need once I own my home. Everyday at lunch I am either buying something or pricing things. Today I thought "I've had enough, I'll go see mom and Seamus." It was icky misting and I didn't feel like getting out in it. However, when I got home, mom wasn't there and Seamus was standing at the gate very depressed to be out in the cold.

Since I couldn't let him in the house for longer than 20 minutes, I decided to just go say hello through the gate. He pressed his nose through the bars and as I petted his little face and brushed off the dirt around his nose and mouth, he closed his eyes and kept them closed. It was as if he were saying "if I close my eyes she won't go." It was horrible when I went to leave, he just sat there as if I had just killed his best friend.

I don't think I'll ever do that again - made me feel like dirt!

Enough for now.

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

Blogger Changed, So I Thought ... Why Not?

It doesn't take much to inspire me for change. I embrace change after I get over being pissed that it changed. I was bored with my colorless blog so this gave me a good excuse. I also thought now that we can add pics you all might like to meet Seamus who was the subject of so many entries. He's a sweetie who believes if he's not in your lap the world is about to crash. By the way, he's twice as big as he is in that pic.

Will this week ever end? I am amazed at how slow it has gone. I needed time to move just a little faster...do you know where H.G. hid his machine?

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

I am craving conversation that doesn't include my house or my work. I need one of those phone calls where the caller calls to chats about all the stuff that is happening in their life. I need all the distractions I can get. I feel as though I have become self absorb and I don't like it. I want to hear about others and their news.

Maybe I'll call that ex-boyfriend who called me a couple of weeks ago just to see how he's doing. lol! I want my little uncomplicated life back.

I need outside interference - hit me with your best shot! I am a webble, I wobble but I won't fall down!

By the way, this new blogger system is okay until you can't find something that was once there and is now moved, however, it is easier to maneuver.

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Help me! Help me! I've got nothing creative left to blog about. I've got no spastic energy to move me. Help me! Help me!

Today is Mother's Day and with all the chaos in my life I couldn't do one of my favorite things - make her dinner. My kitchen is packed, my dining room table is broke down, so I did the next best thing I could. I went to the grocery store and bought bread, lunch meat, chips, potato salad and a cheese cake. She laughed and laughed and then thanked me for not coming to house and making dinner, which would have left her with a wreck of kitchen. I love my mom and wanted her to know I wanted to make her dinner to show her I appreciate her.

Enough for now!

Thursday, May 06, 2004

This morning was the like something out of the Twilight Zone. Co-Worker T's wee one was a little puny and he called in saying that he would be out. Then the Boss calls in with bad heart burn and says going to stay home and come in after lunch. Then Co-worker T. IM's me stating he's coming in after all.....Are they coming? Are they staying? It was rather funny.

I need more work to come in! I am pinging off the walls waiting for the proofs to come back. I have only three more commencement programs to complete and I will be done with that hell!

Enough for now, me sleepy.

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

I didn't know that stress could zap all your creative juices but since I began my quest to purchase my own home, my blogs have been rather dull. My apologies to anyone who reads these. I can't tell but am I projecting my stress on to others or is everyone about to go under?

Andy, friend, I fear you are in a losing battle over the land business. They send those letters out after the fact and usually the battle is already over. That's what happened to my parents. I wish you all the luck in the endeavor. It's wrong that you can purchase a place in the country with land and water and the city moves in. Just plain wrong!

Dawn and Kim are causing me to relive the terror of the end of a semester. I feel for you all and wish you well on the tests! You are both bigger than I, once I achieved my bachelors I vowed never to do that again!

Geez, Sarah, I can't identify with rotten oysters, I don't eat seafood EVER! But I am sorry you were feeling icky!

Waldo..............hmmm, I do feel bad for you having to run all over creation on that mission impossible.

Here's to better weeks (raise glass of whatever) we will survive! Oh yeah, must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts, must think happy thoughts.

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

I am so hungry that I am having to fight the urge to chew on the desk. Why is this day dragging so? Why does my brain feel like mush? WHY! WHY! WHY! Would somebody please tell me why?

Okay, I'm better now...had dinner. I got zapped by that stupid worm and had to reformat my computer spent the weekend fixing that then downloading all the stupid patches. Then I had to go to mom and dad's and download the patches to their machine so they don't get the worm. Fun!

I had a nice chat with my nephew tonight and have to say that I really like getting to know the man he's becoming. I missed much of his childhood with him living five hours away but we are connecting now that he's half the world away.

Enough for now.

Sunday, May 02, 2004

I feel as though I have been on the go constantly, now I am longing for those bored-out-my-mind evenings that I complain so loudly about. It's been a hard weekend with packing, shopping for the best deals, meeting with the house inspectors, and reformatting my computer.

The house is no big deal in purchasing, I can do it. The question will be whether or not I'll have the finances to get it decorated to my liking. If my dad says no one more time about an idea I have, I will bop him on the head! He's one who always see the glass half empty, so he tells me my idea won't work then he does some measuring and later says it can be done. ARRRGGG. Mom knows how to work him and I will be depending on her to keep his negativity away from me. After the house inspection she let him have it. Then he and I went to this home building supply place and everything he said was "we can do it," "that can be done," and "that's no biggie" even when I didn't ask if something could be done. I love my mom and dad (even his negativity)!

Poll questions got boring....gone! Enough for now!