I know...

I've been a bad blogger lately. I was online on Monday and Tuesday of this week, and I still didn't blog. Why, you ask? Because I had almost 200 emails in one freaking account (I have 2 more), and I was also just trying to catch up with Mary Kay stuff, and just ran out of time. I have the day off today, and Monday (yay!!!), and the plans I kinda had didn't work out for today, so I ended up here. I'm on my way to developing more about the blog, but you'll just have to wait and see what turns out. I know, I don't like to wait for stuff either, but you just gotta. So there.

Anyway, how was everyone's Thanksgiving?? I hope everyone got stuffed, and couldn't move, like me. Heh, I'm joking about the not moving thing. I could move, I just didn't want to move. I was perfectly comfy just sitting and reading my magazines, and then having dessert about 3-4 hours later.

And guess what I did when I woke up this morning?? I exercised. I had to. I haven't been doing much of that lately outside of work, and I just knew that I wouldn't be doing anything physical today, so I figured to get it over with right away would be a good idea.

Well, let's see...what has happened these past 2 weeks?? I'm a year older (yes, my birthday was last Sunday; I also changed the counter to the left), and I've worked. My sis and bro-in-law got a new car (well, it's used, but it's only a couple years old, so that makes it new to me), so I may be showing up online more than I was these past few weeks. If only for a few days a week. Hmmmm...one of the girls I work with was looking for a new job, and my dad informed me that she's now quitting her current job, so I may luck out and get the job she's had for a few years. I don't really know everything that's involved in her job, but I do know she sure as hell doesn't rush around like a fool (like me) trying to get everything done, so my job may very well end up better. I hope, anyway. My dad also told me Wednesday morning that the people there (the boss and people who work there) think I'm doing a very good job, so that will give me a better chance of getting a better position. So, yay for me!! (By the way, I heard that the girl was quitting last night, when I first saw my dad, and he found out on Wednesday night, so I haven't been to work since I've found all this out.) I realized, though, that by taking her position (if I am offered that, not to get ahead of myself), I would only be working in the one building, and quite honestly, I've started to enjoy some of the people's company in the main building, so I'd have to deal with that; just starting to enjoy some of the job's aspects, and then going right to a different job a month after I started. I dunno if I really like that part of it, but, of course, that shouldn't be a main reason to not take it. Besides, the way the schedule is, I may very well just walk from the one building to the other like I do already, and I may get to still see some of those people anyway. So it's probably work out no matter what ends up happening.

The only thing that has sucked so far is that I have to work this weekend. I'm not much looking forward to it, but I think I'll survive. I know, getting up at 7 am this morning, and just waiting around until lunchtime was incredibly boring, so it may not be so bad that I have to work tomorrow and Sunday (especially since I have off on Monday too). The weekends aren't usually too sucky anyway. So, I guess I'm not really going anywhere with this.

Well, now I'm too tired to type more to this post. I may write later, but I really don't have much more to say. I guess that's my cue to go away. Bub bye then!!!

So. Very. Tired.

Bleh. I'm back on first shift this week, and from now on, that's the shift I'll be on. I'm working by myself (thank goodness!!!!), and I'm sooooooo sore from doing that much work. Hell, I haven't even begun the thorough cleaning of the bathrooms I'm supposed to do, just because I wanna get my routine down before I screw myself up even more with the extra shit.

I read in my horoscope book I get a subscription to that the solar eclipse is supposed to be on my birthday. How great is that?? I love that, even though my birthdays have always sucked up til this year, but I am holding out hope for this year (that's why I didn't say 'they will always suck'). I do hold out hope for every year, usually to be disappointed, but this birthday is creeping up on me faster than any other year. I didn't even realize it was in less than 2 weeks!! I was like, "Holy shit!! I'll be 20 in 12 days, and I didn't even notice!! I must be growing up or something!" Heh. I don't think I'll ever completely grow up. I don't want to grow up (I'm a toys 'r us kid...). I hope I never do.

I think my bro-in-law fell back to sleep. His alarm went off, he turned it off (that was half an hour ago), and there was someone honking the horn just a minute ago. Geez, I just woke him up and I've never heard someone say the word fuck so much. Honestly!! And this coming from me, Melissa, who swears way too much herself!! Who says fuck all the time!! That's saying something.

I hate being lactose intolerant. I don't have it really bad, but if I just drink milk straight, I get it bad. Otherwise, I usually don't have that problem. I eat a bowl of cereal every day, and don't have too many problems, but some days it just hits me bad. Like today. I won't go into details, but goddamn, I wish I was normal.

Wait, "I wish I was normal?" Good god, someone get me to the hospital! I don't think I've ever said that. Nor do I want to be that (even though I do a lot of boring, normal things, I do not wish to be classified as that). Ugh. Icky word.

Yes, I am weird. Do I even have to tell you that??

"Junk, someone once said, is what you throw away two weeks before you need it."
--Letty Cottin Pogrebin, Three Daughters

Small little fact: I was invited to be the "ringmaster" of the one webring I belong to: Any-Thing Goes Webring, and I really can't do it since I'm not online as much anymore, but I really would like to. Damn, damn, damn. I need an f-ing computer for myself. I will eventually, and then I can blog every day (oh, the day will come, I promise you that!), and just waste all my time doing useless shit, but it will make me a very happy Melissa!! Oh, did I mention that I was the only one on Blogwise that used my first name as a key word?? I think that's amazingly strange. This freakin moniter keeps moving as I'm typing, and it's making it hard to read what I'm typing. Grr. I dunno why it's shaking like that; I've always typed like this, and I didn't have probs last week with this new desk, so I dunno what the hell's wrong. Hmmm....

Well, I shall wrap this one up. Hopefully, I won't be here long enough to post again, but it's not definite. Anyway, have a good week everyone!!! I may or may not be back later; I'm not making any promises here, since I really don't know myself, but I am hoping to get the chance later, but I will make an effort to at least be online next week. I would hate to be one of those bloggers that doesn't update anymore, even if I'd be busy. I would make time for it since this is my "journal." The way to express myself without acting like a total ass because I suck talking to people.

Anyway, I'll be back soon!!!

(I know that dog has nothing to do with anything; I just thought he was so damn cute!!)

(And if you're reading this hunny, I love you!!!!! )

No murders last night...

Well, I must say that I made it through yesterday's 8 hours without feeling the urge to kill anyone. I'm only hoping that will last through today and tomorrow.

I'm also hoping I don't get my picture taken for the name badge thingy I was supposed to have gotten the first day I worked. I still don't have that yet, nor do I have a clue as to when I'll be getting it. Probably won't be for another month. Anyway, I'm tired as all hell today, so getting my pic taken would be a bad, bad thing. Then I'd have to somehow find a way to hide it from the eyes of everyone at work, while wearing the badge so I don't get bitched at for not wearing the name badge. Ah hell, I don't think that'll work.

Apparently, with my tiredness, comes a lack of any kind of rational thought. Damn.

This quote is the funniest thing I've read in a quite a bit: "As I expected, I danced much like a drunken ape wearing a flaming thong." Gotten from Whitney's blog. I thought that might cheer you guys up.

This sleeping schedule has really f***ed me up today. And it's all rainy and yucky outside, which as you all have read a million times by me before, I do not like rain, and it makes me sleepy and sometimes cranky. Ugh oh, it looks as though I may not be able to handle Miss Lazy-Ass they call the second shift bathroom cleaner. I've already mentioned my theory to a few people about her. I think she's smart enough to have figured out that if she trains me well, then I'll pick up her slack on first shift, and she can screw around all night (not meant in the sexual sense, for all you dirty minds out there; hey I have one too, otherwise, I wouldn't have even pointed it out ;) ), and it won't show so much. Most people say she doesn't even do anything in the bathrooms (I'd believe it too), and she certainly is doing a good job now, and she keeps reminding me of the most common sense things to do. Plus, she must think she's the greatest damn cleaner out there since she keeps telling me, "Oh, I thought I was the only one that did that!" when, at my other job that I've been at for more than year, that's something they teach you to do everyday! I think she says that as a cover to make me think she does the job well, so I won't think it's her that's just leaving it dirty, and I'll blame it on the people. Heh. Little does she know about me. I can damn well tell when someone hasn't done something like that like they were supposed to. Most of the time. I'm not perfect, but I can tell some of those things. Like this week is the perfect example: Since there is no one on first shift this week, we're cleaning the bathrooms pretty thoroughly (at least I know I am; only half sure she is), so if they look as bad as they do by the time I get there in the mornings next week, I know something's not being done. I even made a schedule of when I'm thoroughly cleaning each bathroom according to the days of the week, and she is gonna do them opposite the days I do them, so they're done twice a week, if you can understand that (I know I don't always make one hell of a lot of sense, especially when I'm extremely tired). So, anyway, that was my theory, up about half the paragraph. I kinda started on a rant, and didn't stop, but that's alright.

No news is good news, right?

I haven't heard anything about the secret development that my blog should be soon having. I'm hoping there aren't problems. I'm really trying not to get impatient and annoying, but I'm really excited about it, and I get like a little kid in a candy store when I think about it. Damn, maybe I am being impatient.

Anyway, "Those are a success who have lived well, laughed often, and loved much; who have gained the respect of intelligent people and the love of children, who have filled their niche and accomplished their task, who leave the world better than they found it, whether by a perfect poem or a rescued soul; who never lacked appreciation of the earth's beauty or failed to express it; who looked for the best in others and gave the best they had."
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson

I think I will have to end this before it gets too long. I might be back with another post, or I may not. I really dunno what's going on today, in any respect. I'm just still crossing my fingers about the picture thing. Please no!!!!

Love interests will mount later in the day. -Horoscope for today from Astroadvice.com

Heh. I thought that was funny, so I wanted to share that with ya. Anyway, I gotta make this quick, since I will soon have to leave. I just hope I don't end up murdering someone tonight because she'll be annoying the fuck out of me. That's all I have to say about that for now. If I am online tomorrow morning, expect more details about that. We'll have to wait and see. I'm just joking, of course (heh), but seriously it's getting to the point I just want to scream every time I work with her.

Also, I still don't have news on the blog yet (hint, hint Mel ). I hope to know something about it tomorrow (like an email). So for right now, I've got nothing new about that for ya (Mel!!). I'm a pain in the ass sometimes.

Okay, must go now. Have a wonderful hump day!!

Cleaning...

I actually dreamt of cleaning this morning. That's all I really remember from the dream, just the actual fact of cleaning, but I think that is just the weirdest thing. I know I'm weird that I actually like cleaning, but to dream about it now?? That's just beyond me at the moment. I looked it up on Dream moods, and this was the first paragraph:

Cleaning
To dream that you are cleaning, implies that you are removing some negativity in your life and overcoming major obstacles. You are moving ahead toward a new stage in your life. In particular, if you are cleaning your house, then it signifies that you need to clear out your thoughts and get rid of your old ways and habits. You are seeking self-improvement.

Of course, since I don't remember the rest of the dream, the rest of what the message doesn't really help, since I dunno what I was cleaning:

To dream that you are cleaning an object, represents an aspect of yourself that is not working or functioning as well as it should. If you are cleaning the refrigerator or oven, then it indicates that you are getting to root of a matter or situation. It may also indicate negative feelings about the female role or that you are feeling inferior or stuck in some area of your life.

To dream that you are cleaning out a desk, suggests that you are getting rid of the burdens that has been weighing you down. You are acknowledging your new choices, decisions, and a new sense of freedom.

Hmmm....

Anyway...

I found out yesterday that my parents now have to pay for the rental car out of their pockets, at least for the time being. The damn police are too slow getting the police report out, and so the dumbass lady's car insurance doesn't have the police report yet, so they aren't paying for the car if they don't have that report, so my dad had to pay for another 2 weeks ( I think that's how long he said). They better damn well get reimbursed!! That just doesn't seem right to me, but I don't think that there's much to be done about it now. We'll have to wait and see. Bastards.

I am off to eat my lunch now! Have a great Tuesday, as this is my last blog for the day.

Psst: I will have news about my blog soon. Let's just leave it at that. It's a surprise!! ;o)

Henri-Frederic Amiel defined charm as "the quality in others that makes us more satisfied with ourselves."

Hey there!! I decided that I could get up early again this morning to come here and blog a bit today, but I don't think it'll happen tomorrow, just so ya know. I think I'll have laundry and shit to do, and I really don't have any other time to do it, so I gotta give something up to make time for it.

Anyway, I'm enjoying my new job. It's really easy, if you've got common sense, a lacking trait in a hell of a lot of people. I know it comes and goes with me, but since it's just cleaning bathrooms, it's not that different from my (every other) weekend job. The boss seems to think I might need more training than really need, but watching both the people who cleaned the bathrooms for awhile, I even see things I could do differently that I do on my other job, and I don't really think I need any more than this week to train. Plus, the girl that cleans the bathrooms on second shift, who I'm training with this week since the guy on first shift had his last day on Friday, is really nice, but she talks soooooooo much, which can pass the time, but when she stops to talk to just about everyone we pass, it starts to drive me insane!! I mean, be friendly and all, but you've got a job to do, and if having a convo with every living soul that you come across is going to make you late, don't stop and talk!!! Gah! I am not that kind of person; I usually keep to myself. And I get my work done, most times. Sometimes it just isn't a good day, and everything just goes to shit, and you can't seem to finish everything at my top quality level, but I really do try. Honestly, if I wasn't there yesterday to help, we would not have gotten all the bathrooms done. Now, we were also doing them pretty thoroughly, but still, she was in no rush to finish early or anything. And I really wanted to clean the cart out this week, and tried to do it, but she was getting impatient, because the closet to put the cart back into is in the men's bathroom, and the guys always go in there around 10 pm. Well, I say, wait until the damn buzzer rings, and then go into there. Then there won't be an overabundance of 'em, since most of them have already gotten outta there. Or let me put it in there, since I walk faster, and I can get it away a lot quicker. She for some reason doesn't think I can handle that. Everytime I went to do that, she just said she'd do it. I know part of it was just niceness, but we got extra shit to do, and I wanna get it done dammit!!

Ah. That felt good. It wasn't really a rant there, or I didn't mean for it to be, but those thoughts were just in my head and I had to get 'em out. I can tell this might very well be a long week. Bleh. Hopefully, the boss will believe me when I say I'm ready to go by myself at the end of the week. I know he wants to make sure I'm thoroughly trained and all, but I just honestly feel like I'm ready now. Maybe another day, and I'll be able to do it tomorrow, even. But I agreed for the whole week, and that I will do. Plus, I have to go take care of my check at the other job on Friday, and set up direct deposit.

Well, I think I shall go now. I think I will blog a bit later, but I just wanted to get that out while it was still "fresh." ;o) Alrighty, have a great Tuesday everyone!! :oD

Coupla quotes for ya:

Bert Leston Taylor said, "A bore is a man who, when you ask him how he is, tells you."

"We each have all the time there is; our mental and moral status is determined by what we do with it.
-- Mary Blake

"We are what we love, not what loves us." -- Nicholas Cage as Donald Kaufman in "Adaptation."

"Change is inevitable, except from a vending machine."

Oscar Wilde said, "A little sincerity is a dangerous thing, and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal."

"Put me down for a lifetime of success. Give me credit, I'll find ways of paying."
- Madonna as Eva Peron in "Evita"

"We deem those happy who from the experience of life have learnt to bear its ills without being overcome by them."
--Carl Jung 1875-1961, Swiss Psychiatrist

"Every environment you're in should have some sense of whimsy. You have childish tendencies inside that should be celebrated, if not acted out. How dare we take ourselves so seriously we can't play?" -Genieve Gorder, designer on Trading Spaces

Okay, I'm back!! (if only for a day or two at a time)

I just got here at my sis's so, I'm typing this up quick to explain everything. I'm sorry about not blogging and all, but it's really beyond my control at this time. It sucks too.

I'm working second shift this week, just to let ya know if you were wondering why I'm online at 9 am. I would normally be at work now, but because the guy who I am replacing had his last day on Friday, and my boss wants me to train with someone for awhile more, I am working with the second shift person. So, basically, I got my sleeping all figured out last week, like what time I needed to go to bed and everything, and my body adjusted to that already, but now I have to screw that up again this week, and I probably won't have a "normal" sleeping schedule for at least 2 weeks. Bleh. I'm not too happy about that, but at least it gives me time to do blog this morning and catch up with my email.

So, anyway, let me explain what happened last Tuesday. I went to work, and was doing all that paperwork shit that goes with any new job, and my dad called the boss (Mike), and told him he wasn't coming into work that day, because his wife and daughter got into an accident, and he had to run to the hospital, and tell Missy that she'd get a ride from Dorothy, and she got off work at 4:30 (I was supposed to get off work at 3:30). Then he hung up on Mike just as Mike tried to say that I was there in the office. So, Mike kept trying to get a hold of my dad, but to no avail. I thought I heard something when I was reading the training shit, but I wasn't really aware of what was really going on. Then Mike was asking me what my number was, just to check he had the right one (he didn't by the way), and he kept getting the answering machine when I corrected him, so we just assumed my dad left already. Mike explained what was going on t me, and I just didn't know what to say. So, it's my first day at work, and my mom and sis get into an accident, and I have no way to leave, I'm stuck there, and I really don't know how bad it really is. Well, they send me out to follow Lenny (the dude who's position I'm taking over), and I'm supposed to watch him do the cleaning. I'm not allowed to do anything, since I haven't had my chemical training yet, so I just have to stand there and watch him work. Not that I minded that, just so you're clear on that.

Anyway, I spent the entire day, the very first day of my new job, only able to wonder what the hell is going on. Well, 1 pm finally rolled around, and Dave, the dude my dad gives a ride to work to, came by, and he walked up to me, and asked me if I was alright. I'm like, Yeah. Although I really didn't know if he knew anything, I was wondering how he got to work, and he told me that my dad gave him a ride, and that everyone's okay, and that we don't have either car anymore. What??! is what my mind was saying. Basically, I still didn't know anything, and was glad everyone was okay, but was still confused more than before. I spent the rest of the day wondering what was going on, and finally I got to call my house when I spotted the first pay phone I saw. My mom kinda explained to me what happened, and, to make this a bit shorter, I'll just explain the rest of what really happened with the accident right now, instead of filling you in as I found out (I just realized this is getting kinda lengthy). Basically, my mom and sis (the one who still lives at home) were picking up my other sis (the one who rents this apartment that I am at now) to go drop the kids off to daycare and go to work (since my sis's car was repo-ed, and they all work at the same place). Well, they were waiting to turn left into the driveway for the apartment building, and some jackass lady rear-ends them. Not a little "love tap" either. I'm talking, smash the trunk in kinda rear-ending. Anyway, she apparently wasn't paying attention, and looked up to see them sitting there, and had tried to go around them on the right (driving into the gutter), but didn't clear them, so when she hit them, she hit the rear passenger side of the car, and pushed the Chrysler (our car) into the other lane (no one was coming thank goodness). At this time, my sis starts to get control of the car, and just goes into the parking lot, since it was right there, and gets out of the car, and runs to my sis's apartment, and told her about it and my sis called the cops and all that. Well, my mom's seat went all the way back, like she ended up laying flat on her back (she's kinda heavy, so that might partly explain that, horrible as that may sound), so when the fire company and all got there, they were afraid she hurt herself very badly, and didn't wanna take any chances with it, so they just decided to cut her out of the car. The car was in pretty bad shape, but before they decided to do that, it was fixable. Once they cut it, it was instantly "totaled" since you really can't fix that. So, that explains the actual accident. My dad got the message on the machine from Betty (my sis who rents the apartment), and was freaking out, so he was probably speeding, and the car he got stuck driving was the one on it's way out, if they didn't get it fixed soon. So, he's speeding along, and gets close to the apartment, and the car dies. Yes, it died. I don't think there was any starting it back up. It was gone. So, he had to get a ride there, and I'm still not completely clear on this part, he got there, and got to the hospital, and, either on the way there or back from the hospital, they stopped somewhere to have that car looked at, and the guy who looked at it said it needed coils (which was what Josh said about 2 months ago, but my dad apparently trusted the dumbass mechanic, who doesn't know much about newer cars, over Josh, who does work to the newer cars every day...). So they took it to the dumbass mechanic, and he said he'd work on it, and my dad had gotten coils from the junkyard (I know, bad idea. I didn't know he did that. I should smack him for that, since they were probably half the reason why the car they picked them off of at the junkyard was there in the first place. Gah, my family can really be backwards about these things sometimes).

Well, now we're caught up, at least as to why I haven't been here. There are absolutely no available cars to drive, so my dad is now driving the rental car that the lady's insurance is paying for, and my sis (the one who lives at home) is renting one out of her own pocket. And my other sis is driving the van from the SPCA, just because the boss is letting her, even tho she's not really supposed to unless she has the beeper (in case there's an emergency animal rescue call). At least, she was driving that for a day or two. I don't think she is anymore, since my sis has the rental car. My mom has stayed home all of last week, and she's completely fine, just needed to stay off her feet, and take it easy, and I really don't know if she went back to work today or not, but she did have the doctor's appt on Thursday, and I didn't hear any bad news so far, so I think she's probably just going back to work either today, or sometime later this week. So, no one's really hurt, so that's all good. Now, just to get some vehicles. That's gonna be a problem. The pressure's on me to find a car right away, as well as everyone else needing to find a car to drive. My parents were still making payments on the Crysler, which they just got I think a year ago, so they have to pay that off, and I know damn well they don't have the money, or good credit, to be able to get a good car right away. So that's a big problem. My sis doesn't have any credit, so that might be difficult for her to get one, but she shouldn't have it too hard to get one, unless she starts being a dumbass like she has been before, and keep buying unnecessary items. Which brings me to my other sis, the one who has the apartment, and husband and 2 kids that has no vehicle. This has been going on for about a month so far, and I have not heard one word about them looking for anything of the car persuasion. Except that my bro-in-law's brother might lend them enough money to buy 2 cars, and they'd pay him back for that. Which means that they'd still be relying on everybody but themselves. That doesn't really involve me, and I'm staying out of that issue, but then last week, I walked in here and what did I see? A new desk? Yeah, as well as a new bed for my neice ( I can understand that tho; she was outgrowing the crib, and that was probably somewhat necessary to buy that). And my sis constantly buys millions of little toys whenever she goes grocery shopping or to Walmart for the kids. I mean, they are getting so spoiled! And then she complains to anyone who will listen that she doesn't have any money. My bro-in-law will do that too, like go out for fast food when they're really short on cash, or go buy unnecessary things. So, they're pretty screwed for money, and that's why I don't feel as sorry for them as I probably should, being so that they're family. I just think that maybe they need to manage money a bit smarter than that, and so should my parents. They do the same things, which is why they're in the hole to begin with, and now they gotta deal with all this bullshit with the cars. So it's all a big mess, and here I am, still stuck (partly my fault) in the middle with no choices here.

Okay, that's my story and I'm stickin to it! Heh.
Now, if I feel up to it, I may post again before my time is through to talk about my job more, and about my weekend. I just don't wanna make this any longer than it has to be, since it's quite a loooong read already.