"I'd keep a booger if you gave it to me." --Josh on 9/30/03

Heh, I thought that one should go on the record. :o) Isn't he so sweet? Hehe. It's not your typical compliment, but it means well.

Walking After Midnight is up and running, and I must say, it is quite spiffy!! I also like it a lot, cuz it looks like something I woulda picked for my layout. So go check it out now! Go! ;o)

Gritty (from the blog Grittyville; aka Brian) is moving to a new domain!! He said it would be up by Wednesday or Thursday, so you should check back and see; I'll be posting when it is all done. Here's the url for those who don't wanna come back here to check and see: http://www.walkingaftermidnight.com.

Well, that is all for the moment.

"Habit is habit, and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time."
--Mark Twain

O yeah! I think today will be good!:

Your Daily Horoscope for September 30, 2003

Dear MELISSA,
There is a special power to your words today, MELISSA, and an internal confidence that rarely comes around this strongly. You should be noticing a strength to your emotions and your basic personality. Take this opportunity to get one step ahead in the game. You have a special influence that cannot be matched by anyone today, so don't let others convince you of anything that you aren't one hundred per cent sure of yourself.

Best wishes for today, from the astrologers of Astrocenter

Heh, that's got me feelin all confident in myself now. That might be a bad thing. ;o) I have been commenting on blogs a lot today, so we'll just see what happens.

I slept at my house last night, and because my bed is sooo much less supportive than the one at my grandmother's that I sleep in, the right side of my lower back is very sore today. And, I decided to take the a/c out of my window in my room, so that probably didn't help the situation much at all. I know, I shoulda just left it go for another day, but I really didn't wanna. :oP

Oh, and I was listening to the radio this morning, and on y100's Morning show with Preston and Steve, they were talking about kids that were named a brand name of something. I thought that was so funny! The fact someone actually names their kid something like Zenith, or Toshiba, or Xerox, is just plain stupid, but I just thought that someone actually had the stupidity to name their kids something like that when the kids have to live with it the rest of their lives. Hey, I guess maybe that won't be all bad; maybe the other kids in their classes won't make fun of them, but in most cases, you know they will. Ah well, I guess I have no right to judge anyone, so maybe I should shut up. :o)

Hmm...I'm hungry now. Why does this only happen to me when I'm here? Could it be that I know there are foods in the cabinet that aren't healthy calling me to them? Could be indeed. We need fruit here, and then it wouldn't be such a bad thing. I like fruit, yet no one in my family wants to buy it. And I'm too lazy and cash deprived that I won't get it myself. So I guess that's a cue to stop complaining.

Okee dokee, have a spectacular day!! :oD

Well damn

I am sitting here waiting for my ride. When, I shoulda left about 3 minutes ago to make it on time to the meeting. Therefore I am not going, and I'm not a very happy camper about that fact, but, in all honesty, I wasn't sure I was up to the job of being very cheerful and happy and making small talk for about 2 1/2 hours...I hate small talk. I'm not good at it, never was, and really don't think I ever will be.

Oh, don't get the impression I'm a bitch all the time; I just tend to be one of those "happy by myself" people that don't need other people, or useless chatter for that matter (no matter how that seems to be a lie from reading this blog), so I'm not always very comfortable at the meetings when forced to make conversation. I prefer to watch and listen.

Hmmm....maybe I am just weird. :o/

Adding this lil bit after I had already posted this message, but I didn't wanna put another post on here :oP

I read in my horoscope book, American Astrology, I read that "personal magnetism is high for most of the day and tonight's events are nothing short of spectacular!" Dammit, I was really looking forward to getting out in the world to take advantage of that "personal magnetism," even if it's only for a few minutes. *sniffs* It's ok, I think I'll survive. ;o)

Melissa (not me; another one!) had a link for the Longevity Game, and I'm spossed to live to 91! Damn! I don't really think the odds of that are good, since both of my grandfathers died of cancer (I also think both were lung cancer, too), and my parents have really crappy health anymore, but let's just wait and see. You can't really predict the future anyway. :o)

This is just terrible...

Special Needs of Ritually Circumcised Women Patients

Ick! I cannot even imagine what that would be like. Nor would I want to find out!!!

Link provided by: Sam!

"We can often endure an extra pound of pain far more easily than we can suffer the withdrawal of an ounce of accustomed pleasure."
--Sydney J. Harris

"Success can also cause misery. The trick is not to be surprised when you discover it doesn't bring you all the happiness and answers you thought it would."
--the artist formerly known as Prince

Heh, 3 for the price of one! (quotes, that is)

That's it. I'm done with trying to interpret my dreams in any way. Because I really don't think that the dream I had this morning before waking up was meant to make any sense whatsoever! Not to mention, after how many weeks of not seeing Prince in anymore dreams of mine, I finally have another one, and it was NOT as innocent as the other few I've had. It's quite honestly disturbing to me that I can finally say truthfully that I've had a sex dream with Prince. *shudders* And, a bunch of friends from high school were there. Most of whom were those I went to elementary school with. I was rudely reminded of my dream as I was driving past one of my bud's cul-de-sac, who also happened to have attended my elementary school. And then, just to remind me of this freakish dream yet again, I got one of my daily quote emails with that quote from Prince included!! I tell you, I cannot escape it!!

On another note, I am number 7 on the list of "jellybean porn" for Google. Just thought I should let you know that. ;o)
I got that since I had written earlier what search terms people were finding my site with and the little description for it that included the words was: "The most popular search that draws people to my site from Google is "jellybean clipart."
Don't ... Eh well, at least I don't have porn freaks stopping by, like Rose ..."
Of course, why someone would be searching for that, I'll never know. Oh, and I'm number 2 for the search of "jellybean dances" too!

Oh and my Joshie finally read some of this on Friday night! Yay! He says it doesn't suck, so I'm happy. :o) He only read the last few posts. I had to laugh when I re-read some of the last post I wrote, since I was mad and thought to myself, "Damn, he had to read that post, didn't he?!" Wasn't exactly one of my "awe-inspiring" ones to say the least. I was stuck here until after 10, I think. Maybe we got home earlier, but I can't remember now. No, it was after ten, since my dad was home when we got there. So, yeah, that was a hellishly long time to be stuck here bored out of my mind. I talked to Josh online right before I left, so I left on a good note, so that was good. Otherwise I may have bitched more about it on the ride home.

This weekend was nice. Of course, every weekend that you have off is nice, just because you don't work, right? Well, I only get one every other week, so I have to make sure I enjoy myself, otherwise it's kinda disappointing.

Anyway, Josh had to get a hammer for work, so we went to Sears, and the one cashier guy said to Josh, "Your girlfriend has really pretty hair."
I didn't know what to say after that, but Josh said, "Am I supposed to say thank you or is she?"
Then the guy's like, "Oh, well, you have pretty hair too."
Josh ran his hand through his hair and said, "Why thank you!" It was a classic moment. I have to laugh about it now, just because I haven't been out and about with him for awhile.

Yesterday's visit with Karen (Josh's mom) was really good too. We went to his little bro's baseball game, and I enjoyed myself, even if I was freezin my ass off. It didn't last really long, so it wasn't all that bad, and it made it all the more nicer to sit in the house and relax a bit. So, all in all, it was a good weekend.

I'm actually going to the MK meeting tonight (if I get picked up at a reasonable time). I didn't RSVP with Judi, tho, so I dunno if that's bad, but since I have no special guest coming, I don't suppose that'll cause too much of a prob if I just call this afternoon. Judi needs to stop emailing me. I'm sick of 'em. Or at least send them during the week, when I'll actually get them on time. I think more than 85% of them are sent on a Friday, and since I don't check that email twice, I usually don't get them until it's too late. Eh well, maybe she'll get the hint tonight. I dunno.

Well, time to go. Have a grand Monday, and don't miss me too much until tomorrow!! ;oD

Yes, dammit, I'm still here.

And eating a piece of chicken with one hand, and typing with the other. And listening to Fleetwood Mac. This may take awhile. ;o)

No one has been here since the weird occurance earlier. Not too thrilled with that. No phone calls, nuttin. Yes, I was offline for quite awhile after that, but still nuttin.

I also called Josh a few minutes ago, and decided to give up on visiting him tonight, so that sucks ass.

Not to mention, I exhausted the entire list of favorites earlier, too, waiting for me ride, so I'm a bit bored. And this chicken is getting suckier with each bite.

Gah. I can't win tonight.

Goddamn it all to hell...

I think someone was just here to pick me up, but by the time I got to the window to check see if someone was here (I was brushing my teeth, and thought I heard something outside), I saw someone hop into the Chrysler, and peel outta the parking lot. Fucker. Better come back. I don't even know why they'd stop if they weren't gonna wait for me. Argh.

Blogroll additions... I'm sure you're sick of 'em by now. :oP

Highly moody is one I just added this afternoon. Seems to be a very cool girl, and I highly reccommend her site!

I added I don't think... yesterday and never told you. I'm sure you might not have noticed. It's a high quality blog, with great quality writing.

Neurotic Fish Bowl (Kimberlie) is being added as we speak (er, rather, as I speak). She just went into the hospital last night; wish her well!!

Eager For Tomorrow is yet another cool chick (I don't know her personally of course; she woulda been up here looong ago if I had!!), and I like her template. It's so pretty! :o) Heh, I'm quite easily amused. (I'll link ya if you're templates pretty! ;o) No, that's not the main reason I'm adding her to the blogroll, it's just an added bonus!)

That is it. Until next time, Aloha! :oD

I dunno what to say about this...

I have issues with...

discipline walls religion health travel

Take Word Association Test

I stole da link from one lazy blonde.

I hate the news...

And all newspapers. I can't stand reading depressing shit like that. That's pretty much why I don't typically read the blogs that post only news and shit on a regular basis. I like to know stuff, so it's good if there's important news facts that I read on a few of the ones in my blogroll, but for the most part, I just don't wanna read only of news. I have the damn tv and newspaper, if I'm so inclined, to read about that shit. I really don't know what the point was here; I guess just to say I hate the news. That is all.

"The end of reading is not more books but more life."
--Holbrook Jackson

My digestion must be fucked up lately. Things haven't been sitting well with me since yesterday afternoon. Well, it's really only been the lunch part that hasn't been going very well for me in regards to that. I felt fine last night after dinner, and after breakfast this morning, but now I feel that weird unsettled, kinda bloated feeling. Must be the dairy or something. It never bothered me to much of a degree, unless I drank a glass of milk, but having cereal for breakfast (which is the norm for me), and eating ice cream or yogurt, or cheese never affected me too much before. Maybe that's what it is. I had an ice cream sandwich during lunch today, so it makes sense. Ah well, I'm sure you're not very interested in my inner workings, so I'll conclude that topic. ;o)

Picked up my check this morning and saw a lot more people than I normally do on my route. It was just nice talking to some of those I actually liked working with during the week. I didn't think I'd be able to wake up at 6:45 this morning after crawling into bed at 11 something (even later falling asleep, since I read for a bit before really lying down), but I did. I shocked myself with that. Of course, I probably won't get up til noon or something tomorrow, just because I know the second day of waking up early is the one that hits me hardest.

Eh sorry. I'm boring today.I had some good shit to write about, but it's escaped me for the moment. Well, have a perfect Friday!! :oD

"If you have knowledge, let others light their candles at it."
--Margaret Fuller

Ah hell. I hate being impatient. It happens every time I have to wait for someone to pick me up. Especially when I have to be somewhere at a certain time and my family members, who care nothing of the time, are not here until the last minute. I WILL be a very pissed Melissa if I don't get to see my Josh until really late. And that's not a pretty site. You really don't wanna be there. Be glad you aren't.

But this could all be averted if only the family would at least respect that I need to be somewhere at a certain time, and not fuck around at work, taking too long to do shit that should be done an hour earlier (when you stop getting paid for it at 5), and just trying to piss me off. I know my sis's attitude about people rushing her when she doesn't want to, and how she hates doing anything nice for anyone, so I know she was just taking her time, just because I asked to be picked up today. Dammit. I really wish I had nicer siblings sometimes. Or rather, the one that I see most often, that lives at home still, would just be a nice human being. She's not, unless she wants something. Then she's civil to you. Otherwise, forget it.

Gah!! This is aggravation at it's worst for me. I hate being dependent on others, yet I'm stuck in this position for awhile, and I sometimes think I'll go nuts. More so than I already have, anyway. ;oP

Ah well. Off to wait even longer for the bitch to get here.

BTW, I know the quote has nothing to do with the post, but I have so many quotes, that I figured it wouldn't do any harm to just add another, even if it had nothing to do with the subject. I'm not that picky right now anyway.

Ahahaha!

My Cat Hates You

I picked this link up for the site from Vinny, and I decided to look for my name. Of course they don't have any cats named Melissa listed (I don't know many people who would name their cats that), but the did have Missy. I also was checking out some of the others, and the captions are perfect for the pics.

here in my blog has the perfect quote on driving. I thought it was the best description yet that I've ever heard. Go look!

Ugh, something in stomach is not settling. I just got an ill-feeling. Maybe it's because I caught a whiff of the litterbox. Damn, that needs to be changed.

I have a lavender aura!

Well, that's just my guess, anyway. I think crystal might be mixed in there too. I got this from auracolors:

Fantasy, enchantment, dreams, myths, spiritual beings, angels, fairies are all concepts which fill the Lavenders’ mind. Lavenders tend to live in a fantasy world. They prefer to spend their time out of their bodies, where life is pretty and enchanting. It is challenging for these airy beings to live in three-dimensional reality.

Lavenders even have a difficult time relating to or connecting with the concepts of time, space and physical matter. They tend to experience events in their imaginations, but they are not usually grounded enough in physical reality to actually accomplish anything tangible.

And here's the crystal aura description:

Crystal is a rare Life Color. Crystals have clear auras and are known as the "aura chameleons." Like chameleons, their auras will change colors to match those of the people they are connecting with at the time. They then take on the characteristics, behavior patterns, emotions and thoughts of that color.

Because of their unusual sensitivity, they can only heal one person at a time. They then need to go to a peaceful place to cleanse their aura. Working with too many people can short-circuit their system.

I dunno if I'm accurate, but that's what I would pick for mine if I had to describe myself. Dunno about the healing part, cuz frankly, I suck at taking care of plants and whatnot, so I really doubt that part, but everything else seems to describe me well. Not to mention, purple is my fave color, and so I kinda like thinking that my aura is a shade of that color. :o)

P.S. I stole this link from Sam, btw.

"In order to reach our full potential to learn, we must accept and then transform anxiety and fear, relentlessly seeking accurate information on our performance. What used to be perceived as criticism now becomes a gift for constructive growth."
--Michael Gelb and Tony Buzan

I'm really at a loss for words today. I dunno why; just am. Kinda wish that I had something worth writing about, but I really don't. I'm content today, since I'm going to see Josh tonight, but I can't think of anything good to write about. I suppose today is gonna be a link-fest kinda day. :o) That's not always such a bad thing, tho.

Tbone's other site, the one in my blogroll, isn't working right now...
So here's his old one if you were wondering what the hell happened. I know I was. I just gave up after a few days and didn't think about checking the older one.

Holy hell...

I am blogging out of sheer boredom. First time that's ever happened. I went completely through my blogroll, and went through most of my favorites, and now I'm just "thumbing" through new blogs that are on Blogger, or wherever I stumble upon. I found one, Where is my sponge candy?! that I'm adding to the blogroll, cuz I like the name. The posts I read so far are pretty good too, so I don't think I'm adding it just because of the name. I give myself more credit than that, although you don't have to. ;o)

"Don't you start singing, the fucking birds will die." -Ozzy Osbourne on the Osbournes

Heh, that was quite awhile ago that I typed that up to copy into the blog. It's amazing the amount of quotes I've got saved on the puter here.

I submitted my blog on Blogwise earlier, and for the life of me, I could not think of keywords for this blog! Well, there's the obvious jellybean world, Melissa, etc, but I couldn't think of anything. The most popular search that draws people to my site from Google is "jellybean clipart." Don't ask me why I even show up. I don't remember writing a post about clipart. I probably just mentioned it or something, and it just keeps showing that specific post. Eh well, at least I don't have porn freaks stopping by, like Rose. She's got quite the assortment of weirdos browsing her site. Just wait til she posts another of her little "search reviews." Ya gotta love what ideas people think of to search for. I think the weirdest one I got was a Google search for "pain on the right side under my ribs" or something like that. And I do remember bitching about a pain I was having while ago, because I was afraid my appendicitis was back again. The scariest search query was someone actually searching for my full name!! Twice! Now, that is my fault for trying to advertise Mary Kay, and I have to have my full name in the "pre-approved link," but it still worries me a bit. Maybe it was one of my friends from school or just someone from school stalking me. :o) Well, if that's the case, and you're reading this now, email me and let me know, cause ya freaked me out there for a minute. If not, I dunno what to think. I'll just change my name, I suppose. ;o) Nah, not worth it.

The Mary Kay thing reminds me that I haven't written about this yet. The way the company works, is that you have to place a minimum order every 2-3 months, and you will be considered "active." Then, if you don't place that minimum order, you have either 2-3 months after that time that you are "inactive," and you must place an order, or not be a consultant anymore. Now, that is not difficult whatsoever, if you actually are doing a decent job with Mary Kay, and you have the funds to support this. Well, I have neither at this point, and I do wanna try to stay with it, even with the problems of no one wanting to listen to a 19 year old about skin care, but I really do like it, and I like to get things cheaper for myself. ;o) Of course, that's how everyone is with anything they need. But anyway, I'm in my first inactive month, and I don't have enough moolah to afford the minimum order for this month, or October. And, my problem is that I don't remember how many months I have to place the order: if it's 2 or 3 months. Now, I know I read it somewhere in the Mary Kay literature I have, but I can't find it now that I need it! I've been searching on the website, looking throughout the paperwork, and it's just eluding me right now. It's very aggravating, and I need to find out soon, so I can figure something out. If I don't, well I'll just have to give it up. I really don't wanna do that. Grrr....just one of those things that doesn't seem to be working out for me. If I wouldn't have the Dr's and dentist's appts, then I'd be able to swing it, and I wouldn't have a problem; or if I could get hired within the month. I dunno.

Note to self: Stop being lazy!

I got this letter from a convent in the mail yesterday asking for money to help support the homeless kids that continually are showing up there, and they gave me a pin. Sounds like the commercials that Sally Struthers did for the third world countries, if ya ask me. Now I'll just feel guilty if I keep the pin. And I'd still feel guilty if I just threw it away. I don't have the cash, as stated above, to give them any money (especially if I find out that their just fucking with my head to get money, like all the spammers out there), so at this point, I don't have the intention of giving them a donation. I just saw the envelope lying there, and felt the need to tell you this. Don't ask me why; I have no explanation for my strange thoughts. ;oP

I was reading the September issue of Self, which I subscribe to (and yes, I'm a bit behind; I just got the October issue yesterday, so I've really gotta catch up now), and they had this month, a daily giveaway of free shit, and I missed out on most of it. There was some pretty cool shit, like a yoga mat, that I could use (and haven't been able to buy lately), and that just bugged me. Not that I really have a huge chance of winning, but I hate when I miss an opportunity like that. It sucks.

Well, we've come to the end of my thoughts for the moment. I have run out of shit to ponder about (if you'll call it that), so have a spiffy hump day, and I love you all!! ;oD

"If you would not volunteer to do the job you have, you are probably doing the wrong job."
--Brian Koslow

That's very good advice. That's probably why I haven't found a good full-time job yet. I'm too picky. :oP

Friday, as I said before, the electric was off here, so obviously I wasn't able to update, or fix the problem with the publishing. It seems to be fixed now, so I'm not worried about it at the moment. Friday was a very lonely day for me. The only human contact that I had all day was to my dad on the phone for a few minutes, and then Josh's dad, to tell me where Josh was when he didn't show up at the normal time to pick me up (and he didn't call or anything to let me know he wouldn't be there at the normal time), and then Josh stopped by for about 15 minutes at about 8:30-ish. He wasn't feeling well, since he hardly ate anything all day, so he just wanted to go home and sleep, so that's why that ended up being so short, not to mention I had to work the next day. He showed me some pictures of himself and his parents when he was a baby, and he was damn cute!!!! He had blonde hair, and was just soooo adorable!! I could even see some of the looks that he gives me to this day on his face in some of the pics of him as a toddler. I wish I was that cute when I was baby. All the pics I've seen of myself as a baby were just terrible. But I don't think I turned out so bad, so it's all good. :o)

Well, the weekend was typical working-weekend routine; nothing real interesting happened that I can think of right now. It's Tuesday now, so I really don't remember. If I think of it, I'll let ya know. I'm sure you really don't care that much about my life anyway. ;o)

Yesterday was pretty good. I went to see my grandmother, along with my one uncle (no, not the one that repeatedly pisses me off, but seems to have that effect on my other uncles), my oldest sis, and one of her friends, who she used to live with for quite a few years, even moved to Michigan for a year or so, and hasn't seen for about 2-3 years. She happened to be "on the way," to where my grandmother is now, so we took detour and picked her up. It took about 3 hours to get to our destination, and when we got there, we (or at least I could) tell that Grammy wasn't really happy there. She was falling asleep watching her "stories" (aka soap operas), and we sat down and visited for a few hours. My uncle was asking her what she usually did, and she basically told us that she's not doing a damn thing. They do have activities there, but she just hasn't gotten up and tried to, I guess, make friends, and she just didn't seem very happy. I felt bad, cause I know she'd like to come home (who wouldn't?), but she wanted to get out of the place she was in before, cause it basically sucked ass, and she agreed to go there. I don't think she realized how lonely it would get, what with her closest friends and family (with the exception of my 2 uncles and their families) 2-2 1/2 hours away. It just plain sucks. I hope she feels better soon. I can tell she's doing better on her therapy, but I hope she feels better emotionally. I know what it feels like to feel all alone, and it's not a good feeling. I cried, dammit, on Friday when I was all alone for the day, I was so lonely. And I'm not even pms'ing, which is usually when I get emotional. So yeah, I'm not really happy with the situation, and I don't think it's gonna be a permanent solution for getting her rehab, if it has to last for more than 2-3 more months. I'm not sure she'd last that long. I've seen some of the residents where I work lose hope and jsut get depressed over the course of a few weeks, and eventually just give up. I don't want my grandmother ending up like that. If it does, I dunno what I'll do, cause it's not right to have to put up with that for too long.

Damn, this afternoon flew by!! It's 4 fuckin o'clock already!! Altho, half of it was spent reading email. Bleh.

My abs are sooooo sore!! I have begun to get up at 7 or earlier, just to exercise to the shows Denise Austin has on Lifetime for that hour, and yesterday she was doing a combo of Pilates and Yoga poses that target the abs, and damn! am I sore from that today!! I know it's a cheesy kind of show, but I needed to do something different exercise-wise than I have been, and I figured I should start "conditioning" myself to get up early for when I get that full-time job. ;o) I also realize that it's not likely I'll get the kind of job that I can get up as "late" as that, but it's a start. Plus, I've only been getting up around 8 lately, so it's not like I'm sleeping til noon every day or anything. I don't think I could do that. I'd hate to waste my morning sleeping it away. I'd rather take a 20 minute nap in the afternoon than that. But I'm weird, so that might explain that aspect. :oP

Ah, the time has come to go away. Have a wonderful day, and I hope everyone is okay and well after last week. I haven't been able to talk to Jodi, a work buddy of mine, who was visiting her son in North Carolina last week, but I do hope that everything's well. I'll have to call her sometime this week and find out.

Well, I'm back!!

Sorry about the lack of posts. I wrote in the zonkboard that Blogger wasn't publishing my stuff on Thursday, and then the electricity was off here at my sis's, so I didn't have a chance to fix it on Friday. Then yesterday, I went to visit my grandmom 2 hours away, so that was a lost cause for here. So, basically, I've been busy.

Anyway, I'll post something else a bit later, since I'm still weeding through email. It adds up quickly when you don't read it every day!

"Few will have the greatness to bend history itself, but each one of us can work to change a small portion of events, and in the total of all those acts will be written by the history of this generation."
-- Robert F. Kennedy

Well, I'm here. I wasn't so sure last night that I would be, what with the massive rain we're spossed to get, but I'm here since it hasn't even started here yet. It looks like hell outside, so I wouldn't doubt it'll begin downpouring at any moment, tho. I may not leave the house tomorrow, depending on how bad the roads are. I really dunno how things'll be happening now, so we'll just have to wait and see. And I hope everyone that's getting hit by Isabel is safe, and doing ok.

I have now figured out that my uncle is testing me to see how long I'll wait before I flip out over the stupid dumbass shit he's doing. I mean, how many fucking cups do you need to use in an hour's worth of time? Especially when I can tell that 2 of them had the same beverage in it (no one seems to be able to rinse things out either). So yeah I got to the house yesterday, rushing around, and noticed 3 dirty cups in the sink. Now, I dunno about anyone else, but just collecting the trash from the house and putting it out to the road doesn't seem so damn strenuous that you'd need 3 drinks to replenish yourself. All I have more to say about it is that he better fucking call the next time he's gonna show up, like my mom told him twice before but decided not to do, so I'm not surprised by his lame-ass visits. I really don't think he helps with anything around the house. If there is supposed to be something done, like empty the de-humidifiers in the basement (like my mom said he was supposed to show me awhile ago), then maybe he should just show me the next time he's there, instead of wasting his time watching tv. Or making cell phone calls. That happened Monday, and I never even wrote about that. I was just laying on the couch, staring at the ceiling, waiting for the nausea to pass before I got the courage to sit up and call my dad, and in walks my uncle (again, no phone call or nothin), and I hear him call someone on his cell phone (on the speakerphone thing, so I heard the entire thing). I didn't bother saying anything, and when he was done, he looked in the room, and saw me and said, "No work today?" I told him I didn't work during the week and that I was sick, and he said, "Oh! Ok," and left. I dunno what that was about; it's not like he lives close to there, or works close to there. Gah!!! I just get really fucking annoyed by stupid shit like that because he's not thinking about anyone but himself, and just is disrespectful about showing up whenever the hell he feels like it. If it wasn't such a common thing, I probably wouldn't be so damn pissed about it, and wouldn't bother with bitching this much. Well, I probably would still bitch about it, just not waste this much space on it. ;o) I swear to God, if Josh ever gets that lazy, I'm kicking his ass. I don't mind cleaning up after certain people, as long as 1) they live with me, or 2) it's my paying job. That's why it bugs the shit out of me so much.

Well, I feel much, much better now!

I spent almost the entire morning cleaning the house. I finally got to mop! That normally doesn't excite me so much, but without having one in the house until last Friday, it hadn't been mopped for months!! I would say at least 3 months. Sure that's not so bad with only one person, but remember, I have my uncle coming over in his nasty, dirty work boots half the damn time, and the other half, he's just not paying attention to tracking dirt from the outside in the house. So, by the time I was done, the water was absolutely gross, which wasn't much of a surprise, but I was happy to be done. Stupid me mopped myself in the one area of the house, but that was alright. I got dusting done, and I had the vacuuming done, so all was well. I ended up being late, but I was just happy I was done the freaking cleaning that I didn't care.

Okay, I better stop now. I'm sure you want me to, right? :oP Well, I am, so be happy now. :oD

Blogger is not publishing my stuff. I dunno why, but it better knock this shit off.

I really need to type my posts on Notepad, or something like that, so I don't have to get screwed up by AOL's connection. Bastards.

"Sometimes you just have to take the leap, and build your wings on the way down." --Kobi Yamada

I can tell ya right now that I'm definately not as talkative as I was yesterday. You may all jump for joy now. ;o)

Ah let's see...On Monday, my sis, Bonnie, is going to visit my grandmother 2 hours away, and my mom said she was inviting me along if I wanted to go. So that's where I'll be on Monday. I haven't a clue when we'll be leaving or any kind of detail like that, so as far as I know, I won't be anywhere close to a computer at any point of the day. Don't miss me too much. ;o)

Field and Stream sent me a renewal subscription letter on Monday (which I didn't get til last night, to explain why I'm just now bringing it up). I wonder if I should maybe bring the issue to their attention that I didn't order a subscription in the first place, and I haven't paid a dime for the ones I keep getting!! I tell ya, I don't understand it.

I had the weirdest lunch today (sorry I'm getting mundane with my topics again). I had a tuna fish sandwich, and some mac and cheese. I don't know what possessed me to want that combo, but it was there, so I decided it would be a good combo. It wasn't bad. Not like I mixed it together or anything. Cuz that would be gross. Maybe not to some, but to me it would. Bleh.

Ah well, I must be going. I've run out of anything interesting to say at the moment, so I'll just go back to browsing my blogroll again before AOL decides to piss me off again. TTFN!! :oD

Jen's "blahg" has the funniest description of the differences between a man and woman's shower routines. I know it sounds a bit weird, with that kind of a description, but it's really funny, trust me! It's great; go read it!

News Report from Florida (Crystal's blog) is updated!!
Go check it out!! Now!! I command you!! Heh, not like most of you will actually listen to me. ;oP

I was reading the paper this morning, and I saw that the one dude that was involved in a really bad car crash that killed 2 people I knew and injured another girl (that I knew even better than the other 2), just got jail time and some probation and community service. This crash happened the day before I went on the class trip, and I, of course, was one of the few who didn't know about it, so I guess that was good that I didn't know, cuz it woulda made the entire trip sucky. I was really upset about the whole thing, since a lot of my friends were close friends with one of the 2 that died from it, and I felt really bad cuz they couldn't go to the funeral (it was on that Saturday morning, and we didn't get back in town until late Saturday night).

I don't have the paper with me at the moment, so go to the The Mercury (this link may not work in a day or two, so hurry up before they change it), and read about it.

Crap

The titles don't show up. Well, I have to change that now. This isn't making Melissa very happy. Neither is the printer that doesn't seem to understand that the color cartridge is in the f*cking thing, and therefore it can print my document. Bastard.

Anyway, I remembered!!! (Yay for me!!) I was watching the new Sharon Osbourne show, and I really actually like it! I think this may be a new show to add to my daily routine.

Ah, I'm not looking forward to the end of the week. Not only is this fucker hurricane coming up this way, I have to work, and if that hurricane actually comes up to PA (which I haven't been really keeping track of; let me know what's going on, since I refuse to watch the news, k?), it's gonna be a suck drive to work. I probably would end up calling off if it was real bad, but it's always hard to tell how the roads really look when you live half an hour away from you job. Dammit, it looks like I'm gonna be making up a weekend next week. :o/

"If you want others to be happy, practice compassion. If you want to be happy, practice compassion." --Dalai Lama

I know I'm posting a lot today. I guess I'm making up for yesterday. Which I should explain a bit. I was sick. Throwing up sick (I'm quite sure you don't wanna hear about it). It was only for a few hours yesterday morning. I dunno what it was, or why I got it only for a portion of the day, but I'm happy as a clam I feel a hell of a lot better today. I even took a short walk this morning, which was beautiful!!!! There wasn't a cloud in the sky, and it was a perfect temp, so it was a great little walk. It also felt good to breathe fresh air without feeling nausea. Every little smell bothers you when you're sick, and it seems like every little smell out there intensifies so that it's twice as bad. Which is why I can't stand being sick. I have a pretty good sense of smell, and it kills me when I'm like that, since I like smelling things, like perfume and whatnot. Okay, I realize I'm just rambling, but deal with it. I've had blog-withdrawal for 3 days now, so I'm just going whole hog here. :o)

Dammit, I've forgotten what I wanted to add here. I hate that.

Well, I'll probably remember it later, so I'll finish this now. Have a super day!! :oD

There we go!

Here's the referral thingy if you were interested...

Gah!!

Sorry about the weird layout that was happening. One of the referrals had a looong url, so it was screwing things up. I fix it now. ;o)

More blogs with a very similar title to mine...

I was checking the referrals to my blog, and I saw someone had actually searched for "Jellybean world," so I was curious and checked out the search. Well, I found 2 people who share the same title, so I thought I'd link them here.

Jellybean World seems like a cool site.

JellyBean's World picked her title for the same exact reason that I did. I dunno where in the archives it was, but she explained that she picked the title cause her boyfriend calls her his jellybean.

Dammit. I thought (stupidely) that I was being damn original with my title. I guess that doesn't last.

Hmmm...these results are kinda mixed...I'm not sure what to think... ;o)

I'll be damned. You ARE bisexual AFTER all!

You sees "31 Flavors" as the ideal place to work.
You can get unequivocally turned on by eating Cheese 'n Crackers -
taking the little sticks from the wrapper and sliding them into the cheese.
You are definitely a sexual glutton, taking as much as you can ;)

Are *You* Bisexual? Click Here to Find Out!
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You Are Ready to Get Married

Are You Ready for Marriage? Take This Quiz :-)

Find the Love of Your Life
(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.

I also took this one on Friday, but ran out of time to post it:

Your Sexual Energy is White!

You exude an innocent and pure sensuality.
Sure, you've got experience, but you still seem very "fresh."
You don't have a kinky bone in your body, except playing into virgin fantasies :-)

You attract those who want a uncorrupted, pure lover.
You prefer partners that extra gentle and careful with you.
The kinkiest you ever get is a little emotional bdsm - but even that makes you uneasy.

You don't have to work to meet lovers, as they usually approach you.
And they've got their work cut out for them...
You're very selective - as you should be.

Ready to spice things up a little?
Try playing around with some sexual sophistication.
Trade the whites and pinks in your closet for blacks and reds!

Celebrities with your pure sexuality include Jennifer Love Hewitt and Drew Barrymore.

Consider people with orange, yellow, and purple sexual energies for incredible sexual matches!

What Color is Your Sexual Energy?
More Great Quizzes from Quiz Diva

P.S. Are the titles showing up? I have a quote posted for the title, but when I checked it out on Saturday on Josh's computer, the titles weren't showing up. I was just wondering if I should dump the blogger title option and just do what I was before last week.

I have an issue...

I went to Walmart and the dollar store just a bit ago for some cleaning supplies, and while I was in the dollar store, some guy came up to me and was talking to me. Somehow, we got on the subject of cleaning (maybe because that's the aisle we were in, duh), and he asked me if I could come clean his suite, where he lives. Now, I wasn't really thinking about it, I was being stupid, and I agreed. Now, I think I may have to either cancel on him, or get Josh to go with me. I wouldn't mind the actual cleaning; that's not what worries me. What worries me is the obvious: going into some strange guy's place. He was a sorta older guy, and he said he's retired, but he's an author in his retirement years. Hold on, I have his name...Dr. Don Sautter (I think that's how you spell it; he wrote it down on this paper, and I can't tell if it's 2 t's or what). Ah well, I'll figure something out. It was just worrying me, since I was not thinking when I agreed to this. Dammit, I really can be stupid sometimes...

I'm back quick to make a little message:

I'm sorry to the guy I was IM'ing with earlier; I accidentally closed the im box. I feel bad, since you were asking me stuff, and I wanted to finish talking to you, but I screwed that up. Anyway, if you get to read this, I just wanted to let you know that. I'm a dumbass sometimes, and I do stupid shit a lot, so this was just one of many times I did that. If you wanted to talk more, email me or im me again. Again, I'm sorry, and I hope you find what you needed. :o)

"You know what the trouble about real life is? There´s no danger music." - Chip Douglas, The Cable Guy

So I get online just a few minutes ago, and what do I see? Johnny Cash has died this morning, as well as John Ritter. Dammit, I wasn't expecting that!! Josh will probably be upset that Johnny Cash died. This whole thing sucks. It seems like a lot of those around me are dealing with a lot of death lately. It's very depressing, and it really makes you think. But then, I went into a schpiel yesterday, so I won't bore you now.

I tried this hazelnut spread (kinda a substitute for peanut butter, I suppose), and it was really good!! It tasted kinda chocolatey, which is good, but I wasn't sure how that would go with wheat bread (or jelly for that matter). I just made a sandwich with the bread and the hazelnut spread, and it was damn good!! I believe it was called Nutella, but I could be wrong. And, to be honest, I'm too lazy to get up off my ass at this point to go look for it. I'm pretty sure that's what it was called, tho. I suggest you try it!

I have to go do some shopping, but Chuck isn't here yet. He better get here in time. I don't wanna get stuck doing all that shit tomorrow morning, or Monday morning. I will not be happy if I have to do that. That's why relying on someone else's vehicle is a very sucky thing indeed. Bleh. :o/

I'm trying to think of what I originallywanted to post about, but I got caught up in the whole Johnny Cash thing, and I've forgotten what it was. I'm sure it wasn't important, so I'll just let it be. If I think of it later, I'll tell ya.

Must get goin. He's not back from work yet, but I have to be ready to leave when he does get here. Have a marvelous day!!! :oD

I'm back. If only for a few minutes.

Oh, btw, I took a few blogs off my blogroll, so if you read them by clicking them off of here, sorry. If you really need the addresses, I'll email them to ya. They were just ones that didn't interest me anymore (not updating, etc), and I also hadn't been checkin them all too often anymore to even see if they'd been updated. It's a bit cleaner than before. Now it's just the ones I like to read every day if I can.

I watched South Park last night for the first time in years. It was funny as hell!!! There was a porno that got in the wrong hands...you know that's gonna be a funny show, even if that kind of story has been overplayed. But it was South Park, so they did very creatively funny things with it.

My cousin is stopping by the house today to pick up a grill that her dad was storing at my g-mom's house for lack of storage space at his apartment. I haven't seen her in a few years, so it should be interesting. I might get to see the twins too. Yes, she had twins just this past May, I think it was. I forget if I even mentioned that here. If I didn't, it's probably because I didn't even find out about it until a few days after she had them. No one in my family ever remembers to inform me of important events such as those. There's a very bad lack of communication in my family.

I cleaned the house yesterday. Well, most of it. I couldn't mop, seeing as I have no mop (I'll be getting one tomorrow!), and I did the best I could with what I had. I also took care of the African Violets. They had brown leaves on 'em, and I kept forgetting/had no time to pull them off, so I finally did that. To each plant. She has about 8 of them. And it took me nearly 20 minutes. Maybe more; I hadn't really been timing myself that carefully.

Well, this is interesting. Chuck just got home 10 minutes ago and said we'd be leaving at 4, but it's about 4:10, and he hasn't made a move to leave yet. In fact, he's watching tv. Oh well, more time for me to ramble. :o]

I saw 2 people I knew yesterday. I know, it doesn't seem that amazing that I saw 2 people I knew, but I haven't seen these people for about 2 1/2 years. Of course, I didn't talk to them, since I was never very close to them, but it was still interesting. I saw this one guy when I was taking my walk yesterday morning when he was driving down the road, and the other chick I saw was not one of my friends in high school. In fact, I thought she was way too snobby before, and so I never took a liking to her. Not to mention, I always thought she dressed too slutty to be at school. A lot of girls dressed that way too. Not that that changed. In fact, there wasn't much of a shirt on her, and I was in the SPCA when I saw her, for chrissakes!! But, then that's her style, so I shouldn't make fun. I know some people didn't like how I dressed, so I don't really have much of a right to judge.

I better go. Chuck now decided to get going, and he's waiting in the car. Have a wonderful day!!! God bless! :oD

Well, this is certainly interesting...but I dunno what eejitous means!

I'm an irredeemably eejitous, liberal, disgustingly generous, relatively well adjusted human being!
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"If you haven't any charity in your heart, you have the worst kind of heart trouble."
--Bob Hope

Well, it's a bit hard to start out the post for the day. I have mixed feelings about this day, not only because of 2 years ago, but also other things. There has been a somber tone to the day (rightfully so), but I don't really have any more words on that day 2 years ago. I wasn't as personally affected as a lot of people unfortunately were, but I do remember the feeling I had that day, as well as the following week. I don't really have the words to describe what I felt; yes I was upset and pissed as hell, but there was something stronger encompassing me those days. It was kind of a "contemplation" mode I was in. I wasn't really able to focus on much; I just zoned out most of those days in my senior year, and I don't think I even thought about anything, just staring at the wall, not thinking. I don't really know why it affected me like that, I usually am one of the types that get pissed really quick, get very passionate about something, and it subsides just as quickly as it showed up. I'm surprised I wasn't freaking out when so many people were. I guess I was accepted what happened and couldn't understand why it was. I felt terribly guilty that I was just going about my daily routine while so many others weren't able to anymore, and I suspect most people had that feeling. I just remember being in a haze that week, and I didn't know how to act around everyone. I felt like people thought I was being cold, or indifferent. I wasn't; I was feeling the effects of nearly everyone out there. I was deeply affected. I think that's the day I lost hope for the world. Not on certain people, no. But on everyone getting along in my lifetime. I guess naivety had a big role in that. I hadn't yet really faced the troubles of the world. I still don't. I have faith that eventually everything will be okay, but I'm saddened by the struggle it will take to get there. I'm a balancer of life; I like to be balanced, and I want everything to be balanced as well. I don't like things when they aren't, and that's why I think I have so much of a problem with people in general. Because so many people out there are going through shit every damn day, and not getting anything good to balance that out. There are many injustices of the world, and it kills me when I see it in everyday life. And I see it a lot. Just graduating from high school a year ago, it's still fresh in my mind. And where I work, the places I go. I hate it. I like to see the world when it's beautiful. I'm a very aesthetic person. And when people aren't in balance (they're not happy with life, etc.) they aren't being they're best, and that's when human beings in general are they're most beautiful.

So when I think about that day, and I see how off-balance the world really is, it makes me want to cry. I'm not a hard person to get along with, I like a lot of people for who they are, regardless of if they piss me off; I can still see the best parts in them. But that took it's toll on me. It rips me apart inside. Just like so many others.

It's hard to write about anything today. I have a headache now. I also have other things that I had wanted to comment on today written down on a piece of paper so I wouldn't forget. Cuz I knew I'd be doing this. Saying stuff that so many others have said, that I didn't have to talk about by anyone's standards, but yet I had to for myself. I didn't even have this last year to get these feelings out in the open, so I missed that chance last year, and I think that's why it was so hard to sort out what I really felt just now. If it doesn't make sense, then that's probably how it should be. That's pretty much how I feel. So, sorry if you didn't want to read about another 9/11 remembrance thing, but I had to do it. Anyway, it's my blog, and I'll do as I please. ;oP

Enjoy the day, and the life you have (even if you feel it sucks), because things could be worse. Much worse.

Here's another new addition to my blogroll.
Go check it out! Grittyville, IL - A suburb of Chester, IL

Whoa, I just logged on for the first time in a bit, and there's something new with the blogger thing. I'm glad they added this little feature, because I've found myself needing things like that. If you have no idea what I am talking about, just ignore that whole bit.

Anyway, I'm back for about an hour. I have to get back earlier than I expected to make a phone call that I stupidely left the phone number for at my g-mom's house. I don't think they have their number in the phone book, otherwise I'd just look it up. Eh whatever. I'll deal with it later.

I thought I had a lot to write about, but as it turns out, I've lost what I wanted to say. I dunno that it was really all that important, but it still bugs me when I forget what it is I wanted to comment about. Ah well. I'll be off reading more of my blogroll that I didn't get to earlier. Feel free to take a stroll through the links. :o]

This guy has a new blog! I don't know him personally, but I added him to the blogroll, and go read about "Hell's phonecall." I suspect that this is the start of a very intriguing blog.

I have had this month's Ruminations email for about a damn week, and I haven't gotten to read it. I know it's worth the time to spend reading it, but I just haven't been able to. Yes, even though I must've been online for about 5 hours straight yesterday, and I couldn't find the time to read one freakin email. That's how much of a blog-reader I am. I had to catch up with everyone's blogs who I have been neglecting to read lately for lack of time.

Well, off to read that email. I have to, I refuse to leave this computer until I do (and I have to leave to drop the car off in 15 minutes, so it's a good idea to do it now). So long! :oD

"As soon as we attract enough attention in the world to play a part in it, we are set rolling like a ball which will never again be at rest."
--Charles Joseph, Prince de Ligne

You know, I pick these quotes out a long time before I even post them here; I've got a whole shitload of quotes from months ago that I had thought were good, and I saved them on my computer. I don't even remember when I saved this one.

Dammit, Chuck's home already, which means I have to go. I gotta go deposit a check for my mom, who needs to deposit it for my grandmother (my mom's the POA, so she's taking care of all the financial things, and volunteered me to run to the bank for her this time). So, I must cut this short, and get my ass to the bank. Don't worry, tho, I'll be back! ;o)

Really, it's the little good things in life that make the big fucked up mess so much easier to bear.

Don't think I coulda found a better quote anywhere else. ;o)

Warren Zevon died on Sunday.

I realize most of you already know this. I found out yesterday, but I didn't know who he was. Yes, I admit that, and I don't blame anything but for the fact that I'm not a music buff, and I don't pay a lot of attention to music like I know Crystal does. I read the post that Dawn had on her blog yesterday. Later last night, VH1 had the one show on Warren, and I stayed up later than normal to watch it. He seems like he was the kind of guy that I could have many an interesting convo with. He is the kind of person I like in the world, and gives me hope that more people aren't all assholes. Cause really, you don't always get evidence of that, even in a small town like B-town. You really can meet those superficial people out there and think they're all nice, but in reality, they're not really people you want to be friends with. There really are very wonderful people out there, but I haven't found an abundance of those that I'd like to keep around anywhere I go. I tolerated most of the asshats at my high school (who doesn't?), and there are so many people that work at the Geriatric Center that it wasn't hard to find the good souls. But, I suppose that's what you're supposed to do in life; find the few who you like, and keep 'em around, and soon you'll be surrounded by people that love you (and vice versa), and who want to be with you without needing that excuse of school, work, etc. I think I lost where I wanted to go with that thought, but that happens a lot. ;o]

Dave Barry was a friend of Warren's, and he wrote an article about him, which he left a link to on his page. (Just a note: I didn't get the specific url for that post because Blogspot sucks ass, and I'm having a slight prob trying to log onto some of the blogspot pages. If you can't log on either, just come back later. I'm sure it will be fixed eventually.)

Blogcritics has a list of postings back throughout the year that give good insight on how much they loved Warren and his music. I've been spending a lot of time there just reading these posts.

Well, those are the Warren pages I've been reading this afternoon when I got the idea to post this. He touched many lives throughout his life, and I'm sure that he will continue to do so in his passing.

"Make the most of yourself...for that is all there is of you."
--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Bleh. I'm stuck here until people can pick me up. My sis was running late, or something, and she ended up with the car, and so I get to stay here all afternoon and catch up on everything that has to do with the computer that I need to. Not that I really want to be here waiting for someone to pick me up; I'll probably be here until 7:30 or somewhere close to that. Not to mention, Betty will probably stop here and make me babysit the kids, just to top off the weird-ass day this is turning out to be.

I went to Ross yesterday, and I bought a pair of cheap slippers for home, some room fragrance spray that just smells oh-so-good, and a shirt. It's really cute, and it was also $6, so that makes me even happier. It's got a black background with these red things on it, and it's a 3/4 length sleeve, with the end of it all "flow-ey" and it's just the kind of shirt that I absolutely love, and couldn't resist buying. I was thinking about getting one of the others that was perfect for me too, but it was white, and you could very well see through it, so I woulda had to wear a white tank top underneath, or find some other solution to that problem, and I didn't think it was worth the effort, especially since I hadn't walked into the store with a lot of moolah, so I just didn't get the shirt.

Later that night, I went to Walmart to get a bucket, and a mop, which my grandmother has neither of these items in her house, and I also got some cleaning supplies and such. I decided against the mop, since, as I stated earlier, I didn't have a lot of money, so i decided to wait until I get paid to "splurge" on that. It's quite sad when you have to consider buying a $7 (or however much it is) mop a splurge. :o) Anyway, I also walked around a bit there, just to see what they had, and I strolled through the clothing section, and I saw this shirt I have been searching for for about a year and just couldn't find anywhere I went, so I was a bit upset about that, so I decided if I still really want the damn shirt, I'll get that when I go back for the mop. It was only $9 I think, so it's not too expensive, and I haven't been able to find it in any stores, so I figure that'll make up for it. At least, that's my reasoning. I only hope it's still there on Friday. You'll hear about it if it isn't. Believe me, I won't shut up about it if it's not there, cuz then I'm gonna be even more upset that I didn't have the cash with me to afford it last night. Oh, I'll get over it in a few hours, but for the first hours following the incident, I'll be stewing it over in my mind. I hate being that way, but that's how I am. I'm very passionate right away about a lot of stuff, and then I'm over it in a short period of time, and by then, I think I've pretty much pissed off my entire family, as well as my friends who happen to be around me in that time period. Sorry if I've ever done that to you. I don't always mean to be a bitch.

Okay, now that I've babbled about a shirt for way too long, I think I'm done for now. Since I've got about 3 hours yet to be picked up (at least), I'll probably be back with more shit to ramble about. Have a great day in the meantime!!! :oD

"Goals... There's no telling what you can do when you get inspired by them. There's no telling what you can do when you believe in them. There's no telling what will happen when you act upon them."
--Jim Rohn

I had a wonderful weekend! Except for the unexplainable constant pain in my back yesterday, all throughout the work day, it was one of the best. I didn't go anywhere, except to see my Joshie, but it didn't seem to bother me much. Now today, I am going shopping. Mainly, it'll be a wandering around, looking for nothing in particular, a.k.a. window shopping, kinda day, but I'm all for it. My buddy, Carol, told me that they have a Ross at the mall now, and since I haven't been to the mall in about 4-5 months, I figure now would be a good time to go. I have the time, and it's beautiful out, so I won't mind driving too much. I hate driving in bad weather, even when it's just cloudy. It sucks, plain and simple. I get a high from being in the sun, I guess. That's my reason for not liking winter. It's too "dark."

Luckily my back's not bugging me today, otherwise I'd be really pissing and moaning about it. I'm not usually a wuss about pain too much, and I just ignored it the best I could yesterday while cleaning, and I took no medicine, but if it lasts for too long, I turn into "the bitch." I can't imagine what I'll be like when I'm older with arthritis and shit. Luckily, Josh is a very patient man. After all, he's put up with me and my "oddities." ;o)

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Never made it to see the Trading Spaces crew. It was Trading Spaces Family anyway, so when I found that out, I just didn't care as much. I don't think that the carpenters on the regular series do the family series anyway.

Dammit, I was hoping Chuck would get here early, so I would have the afternoon to get to the mall and my shopping excursion, but it's 2:00, and I haven't seen him yet. Knowing my luck, he won't get here until 4:30, and then I'll be screwed. Oh well. I'll stay in a positive frame of mind for the moment (or I'll try), and maybe he'll show up very soon. That'd be good.

I finally had a WaWa hoagie the other night. It was damn good!! I was gonna get up early tomorrow morning to get one for lunch to avoid the sucky weekend meals at work, but I woke up late, and therefore ran out of time to go get it.

New revelation: if I eat breakfast on the days I work, then I'll be more awake and have more energy. I eat breakfast every single day of the week, and when it comes to the days I'd work, I'd usually eat a little Special K breakfast bar, but I'd always be lagging about an hour later. This weekend I actually ate cereal, and I was actually able to do more than my share of work. Not that I actually did any extra work, mind you, but I knew I could if I had to. :o]

Well, Chuck just came home, so I can be off! I guess that positive thinking does work. :o) Okay, have a super Monday!! :oD

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Well, that last post was very satisfying to get out. It didn't even really have to do with pms...well, maybe it did, but I don't usually get really angry at that time, I usually get really sad and depressed, and very, very moody, but I don't think I've been that downright angry at someone before while pms'ing. Ah well, at least I wasn't mean enough to actually leave it for him. Maybe he would've gotten the point then, but I'm not sure even then he would.

Anyway, I got my pics back yesterday, like I had started to write about, but never did for some reason or another, but they are sooo cute!! They were from way back when my sis was still in the old apartment, and she had been fostering some kittens, and there were a lot of them, and a lot of my niece and nephew. There are some really good ones of Josh too, so it's all good. :o)

Did you know it was Newspaper Carrier Day? According to my astrology magazine, which has "Old an New Astro-Tidbits" in each month's issue, it is. The "first paper delivery boy was hired on this day in 1833." I just thought that might be interesting to know, for those of you who like useless trivia like that. :o]

Yesterday was a sucky ass day, except for getting my pics developed, and even that was not that great. I definately didn't get to end my day on a good note.

Damn it, this dandruff had better go away soon!! I just started washing my hair every other day instead of every day last week, and since then, I've had dandruff. It seems to be getting better, so I'm just waiting it out, since I know the oil production on my scalp has to adjust, but this is getting ridiculous. Just gotta be patient...

Well, now that I'm done complaining about stuff, I can't think of any more to write! Heh, sorry about the negativity. I try to be positive about stuff, but I guess ignoring those little things came back to bite me in the ass this month. Well, I hope your day is wonderful! Just be happy, since tomorrow's Friday, which means the week's almost over!! Yay!! :oD

Dear Uncle Carl,

If you are going to be stopping by the house, call and let me know, so I don't have to wait for your lazy ass to leave just so I can take my fucking shower. If you are going to take a shower, and you'll be coming back the next day because your bathroom is being worked on, don't change the towels every fucking time you take a shower. I'm certainly not using your nasty ass used towels, plus it's overly wasteful, and then I'm the one who has to wash the fucking towels later on. Stop that shit or bring your own towels.

Do me a favor and take your goddamn shoes off if you're going to be walking around the house. How you can track more dirt in less than one hour than a bunch of little kids who run in and outside all freaking day that I clean up after at the daycare, is beyond me. I'm not your maid, I'm certainly not your wife and it's not your fucking house, so stop being ignorant and lazy. Either sweep the shit up, or take your damn shoes off.

If you leave a mess on the counter, clean it up! If you use any dishes, wash them! See above paragraph for clarification of the reason why.

Lastly, if you're going to stop putting the trash from the house out, leave a fucking note. As for why you bring your trash the house to get rid of it, but do not gather the trash from the house, expecially when I know you were there for about half an hour, you're an ass. You gotta pay $10 for the trash bags to use in this sucky township, so why you don't use your own form of trash collecting service at your place is just stupid. I'm sure there's an excuse, but don't expect me to be sympathetic if you are doing to just stop somehting you've been doing for 2 months and not tell me about it. I don't appreciate running outside in my pj's and driving home to get rid of this trash at 10:00 at night. If you would have told me you ran out of bags, or whatever-the-fuck-reason you had, I could've taken care of this hours ago, when I was getting the trash together back at my house.

If you're that surprised to hear this from "sweet little Missy," get a life. I don't act like a bitch, even when I'm pms'ing, to people who don't deserve it. I save it for the dumbasses who repeatedly piss me off too many times. You have. Now, start being respectful to those around you before I really get nasty.

Sincerely,
Missy

Written at 10 pm last night when I was really pissed off at a certain uncle.

"You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life."
--Albert Camus

I got my pics developed earlier today. They're great! Most are of my neice and nephew, and some kittens, and there are a few of Josh, so I'm glad they came out good.

Some mothers need to watch their kids way better in the parking lots of stores. One nearly ran out in front of me when I was pulling into the CVS parking lot, and the mom was looking in her purse or some shit like that, and I'm glad I stopped in time. The mom looked up and grabbed the kid, and just stopped with a shocked look on her face, staring at me. I had to wave her by me. I felt bad, but at the same time was annoyed that she wasn't watching her kid better. There coulda been someone else instead of me not paying attention so much. I've been noticing drivers this week are being way too reckless. It doesn't always happen like that, but all this week, people have been pulling out in front of me and my dad, and being stupid, not paying attention, and all this is happening when it's raining outside. That is a very dangerous combo there.

Ah well, waiting for the hour to be over when I could pick up the pics, I went to the Upper Perk library (it's actually considered part of the Norristown public libraries), and I looked for the original The Princess Bride by S. Morgenstern, but they didn't even have him listed in the row of books. I think I'll look for it online and maybe it does carry it; someone just signed it out this month.

I didn't go try to find the Trading Spaces crew yet today. I think I'm gonna try tomorrow, with the luck I'm having at finding all the dumbshits on the road. I also have to get shit from my grandmother's and take clothes and stuff over to her house for the night, since my uncle was still there when I drove by. I'm sick of seeing him. I also found out last night that he was there yesterday morning installing a timer on the one lamp in the living room. Now, would it have been so difficult to leave a note, or called and left a message about something as simple as that? I think not. Of course, he called my mom and left a message with her, last night after 7. I dunno why my family does things the way they do sometimes. *shakes head*

Well, sorry I'm not very inspired today. Hell, I really haven't been all this week. I think the weather is making me tired. Rain does that to me. So does winter.

Oh yeah, I just remembered something I wanted to mention earlier. I was reading September's Shape magazine (I already have October's; I'm just behind on my reading), and it had an article about people that are really sensitive to things, like bright lights, etc. I'll type some of the paragraph:

Are you easily irritated, even overwhelmed, by bright lights, strong smells, course fabrics or screaming sirens? Do get rattled when you have a lot to do in a little time? Do you make a point of avoiding violent movies and tv shows? DO you need to withdraw during busy days, into bed or a darkened room? If you answer yes to any of these questions, you might be a highly sensitive person (HSP). According to San Fransisco-based clinical psychologist Elaine N. Aron, Ph.D, author of The Highly Sensitive Person: How to Thrive When the World Overwhelms You (Broadway Books, 1997), 20 percent of people have an inherited trait that causes them to be very easily overstimulated. "Your sight, hearing and sense of smell are not necessarily keener, but your brain processes information and reflects on it more deeply," Aron says.

I think I may be part of that 20 percent. I'm not being a hypocondriac about it; every one of those questions I answered yes to, except the violent movie one. You shoulda seen me jumping each time the wiper blades on the car mad a squeaking sound when my dad was dropping me off here. That kinda thing happens a lot, and being sensitive to bright lights especially is a bitch to have when you gotta drive at night. It makes it seem as tho the other cars passing you have their high beams on. It doesn't bother me an awful lot, if I make myself ignore it, but if someone else is driving, I can't concentrate. I have to close my eyes or something, cause it hurts my eyes. Eh, maybe I'm just weird. Not doubting that, either. ;oP

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Hey there! Did everyone have a good 3-day weekend? I did! I won't bore you with all the details, but it was damn good! ;o) I got to see Chicago finally, and I also saw Daredevil, which wasn't the worst movie I've ever seen, but definately not the best. Josh didn't really like Chicago so much, but I don't think he's much of a musical-type movie fan, like I am. I really liked it. I also did have a scare with how well the Pill works, but I won't go into specifics with that because it's a bit personal, and if you really wanna know what happened, and might have some input, you can email me and I'll fill you in, but right now isn't the time for that story.

I am freezing my ass off here. It went from the 90's to the 70's in a day, and now it's all rainy, and cold and wet...bleh. I like spring better. The temperature doesn't seem so cold then.

One of my relatives scared the shit out of me this morning. I was in the bathroom getting ready to take my shower (at my g-mom's house), and someone unlocked the outside door, and came into the house. I was not really properly dressed, and couldn't just walk out and grab the set of clothes that were laying in the bigger bathroom (I use the smaller one for the shower, and the bigger one to get dressed and put makeup on, etc.), so I just took my shower and tried to stall for a bit until they left. I waited until I heard the door shut, and hurried out of that bathroom and proceeded towards the other bathroom. Then I heard the door open again, but I just ignored it and got into the bathroom. Whichever relative it was left after that. I was just mad because these people decide against giving me warning that they're gonna be stopping by, and they never call to check if I'll be there. I'm lucky it wasn't my one uncle (that constantly shows up without warning) wanting to wash his truck again. He did that one Saturday morning, and didn't even come in the hosue all the way to maybe say hi or anything, he just came in, got the hose out of the garage, and washed his truck. The bastard made me wait an hour just to take a shower, for the same reason I had this morning for waiting until they left. I'd like a bit of a warning or something, just so I don't have a heart-attack when I hear someone at the door. I'm not used to that crap. Especially since I leave my house unlocked when I'm home, but don't do that at my g-mom's cause I'm too paranoid about people just walking in. Maybe I just need to stop freaking out now. Yeah, good idea. :o)

Well, Trading Spaces is going to be in town tomorrow (well, probably today, since they're beginning the taping tomorrow), so I must go check to see if they have the schedule up for the new episodes to see when it'll be aired on tv, so I can tape it. I think I also wanna go for a drive, to see if I can get a glimpse of the crew there. I dunno which designers or which carpenter (hopefully Ty!!) is gonna be there, but I wanna go see if I can find out something. I hope the ones who are doing it are the designers that I like. Like, Genieve is my fave, and Doug isn't bad, and Frank is cool, but the others aren't bad either. Not that I'm actually gonna get to meet any of them, but it would still be a fun little adventure, trying to spot them. Heh, I'm such a dork.

Well, I better get to my blog reading. I've missed three days!! I am sooo behind now! It's good I took a break tho, cuz I was getting a bit too serious about my blog. Ah well, be back later! Have a wonderful day!!! :oD