1) Show Mom pictures of the snow last night (UGUISE! SNOW!)
2) Fill out really reduntantly long forms for new dentist.
3) Go over new YES content for tomorrow (I'm so screwed if I end up having to facilitate).
4) Go to the bathroom.
5) Catch up on LJ, Facebook and YAD.
6) Get a nosebleed (that's been my favorite so far).
7) Not eat lunch at Pappasito's, since not in Houston. (We'll see how long I can hold out...I have a few more goldfish).
8) Repack toiletries into approved quart sized bag. Mine was the right size, but falling apart.
9) Work on Mom's Christmas present.
10) Wish I had told my manager I needed Friday for travel.
11) Wonder how long to wait before calling in for tomorrow.

Had I known...I would have just one-wayed a car and driven to Houston. Harumph.
Thanks to a post by [livejournal.com profile] kara_thrace over at [livejournal.com profile] pyramidofdreams, I will not be missing BSG. However, due to a number of strange occurrences (Olympic Fever, me working a day shift on a Friday, me not having the slightest clue what day it is (really ever), me having gotten about 14 hours of sleep all week), had I not seen that post, I guarantee you would have seen flailing of a different sort in this space about 3 hours from now. I really jumped off the bed and actually flailed for like a minute before I calmed down.

Of course, after typing this, I realize that had I missed it, it will be on again at 1 AM, BUT STILL!!!! FLAIL!
I'm sitting at Sandtrap, staring out at the course, trying to find all I can about London on my trusty SKII. I cannot comprehend the mentality behind blowing people up. I just don't get it. I don't understand hate. I don't understand believing in something so vehemently that you would kill someone else because the didn't believe. I don't unerstand killing innocents in the name of (any) religion. Maybe I'm sheltered. I don't know. I think [livejournal.com profile] schocolate is the only current Londoner on my flist...I hope everyone is doing well.

I was going to post some frivolity re: BSG, HP, the Dancing with the Stars finale, and www.oceanic-air.com's crawsomeness, but I think I'll leave it for later.
I was done with April on April 1st...and the other 29 days were just as bad. (Okay, that's not entirely true...there were a few good days in there. But not many). May will most definitely be better.

I'm ready for the "Happiest Celebration on Earth" festivities to come and go...I'm on overnights right now (which haven't been as bad as the previous ones...but still suck pretty hard).
Kicks VCR. Hard. I programmed you right and everything you piece of crap.

Seriously, anyone?

That's it. I'm getting a TiVo.

OMG, I'm that old lady who can't stop the 12:00 from flashing.


Mar. 16th, 2005 04:26 pm
I talked to my step-mom a last night. Apparently, she saw the 60 minutes with George and told me I needed to get a piece of that. Not in those words, but that was the gist. Me and George Lucas. Hmm. I need to go scrub my brain now.
Meh. My step-mom's mom died this morning (news to me that she'd been sick(er)). And since the funeral will probably be next week, my dad basically said don't bother trying to come. I'm not sure how to feel about that. All I know is I have a letter in my backpack that I wrote about a month ago that I never sent to her.

And to make matters worse, I'm stuck on stupid overnights at work. I just want a vacation.
my day started out with a bang. forgot wallet...had to return home for said wallet...got back into car after retrieving wallet and car wouldn't start. so...2 hours late to work. luckily, work hasn't been too busy.

got bored with the all black phase...had to brighten it up for shiny "Serenity" theme.

cancelled amazon.com order for seasons 1-4 of Buffy and Significant Others because I was afraid of pending car repairs...but i don't think it will cost too much...so i want to reorder...guess i should wait and see...wah. WAH!!!

me want with the shiny day!
Well, I haven't updated in a while (minus the rant) because RL is getting in the way. And I've just not had the heart to write or post or do anything but sit in front of the TV. I still hate my job, Matt and Juan are still together, but seperated by about 75 miles. I don't know. Things are just wonky and I don't know how to de-wonk-ify. Blech. RL sucks.
I needed them. Juan is being released from the hospital today. He's MUCH better. Matt says he hasn't seen Juan like this (in a good way) for about 3 months. We do realize that he's on some drugs, but sometimes that's what it takes, right?

In other news, yesterday was good. I was getting trained for a new position at work. And yesterday was bad. Next week I am being trained for a different job opportunity. But my scheduler didn't bother to schedule me for it. When I emailed him, he blamed it on me, saying that if he doesn't know what the email is about, he just deletes it. HELLO!!! Whatever. Also, I went to sign up for my Sign Language class and was told it was full. Great. Hopefully, the instructor will let me in. (Hey, it's another $92 for her).

Anyway, more later.

Kisses, kel
I don't normally write super-personal entries in here, always afraid that someone I know from RL will find it, and in so doing, find me out. But I have to get some things off my chest. I think I use the internet, LJ, HP, SW, fanfic, as an escape from RL. I'm not sure why. My life, apart from having no money and a job I'm not really fond of, isn't really that bad. I have a nice home with a great roommate, I have my health, most everything is alright for me. So why the need to escape?


Last night, my roommate's boyfriend, Juan, came home from drinking and tried to kill himself. He's an alcoholic, on probation for DUI. They broke up the first time b/c Juan cheated on Matt with one of his managers. When they got back together, Mat knew that he was unstable, he had been drinking (A LOT), but Juan said he had changed. And, I guess he has, sort of, but he's still going to break Matt in two when the inevitable happens. Matt's been talking about wedding rings and I've been agreeing, even though I think it's a big mistake.


I don't know. I guess, I just need a place where I can be myself. Where I can talk to people that know me, but don't really. I know I have friends here, and that's comforting somehow. You guys love me even though we've never met, even though I don't know what you look like, even though you don't know my last name. I don't know...I just need some hugs.

Kisses, Kel
So, I go to the park to get my picture taken, and I stop first to buy a festive hat. My bank card is declined. Interesting. I have my pictures taken and move along my merry way, but the fact that I know I have money in my account begins to eat at me. So I call the roomie, who is at the computer and find out I have $.79 in my account. I've forgotten to record a purchase. But, no biggie, I'll go home, get the XBOX check and put it in my account and all will be right with the world.

Oh, if that were the end. I go to pay for my pictures and my work ID snaps in half. And I'm not talking about a crack, I'm talking two pieces. So now, I have to go to access control before I go home and get the XBOX check and go to the bank. Great if it wasn't almost 4pm.

But I got by with a little help from my friends. And ROTK is tomorrow, so, it can't all be bad. Plus, I stuffed myself silly at dinner.
Well, Thanksgiving gumbo was fine. I felt as bad yesterday as I had the whole week, so I'm actually glad it was a no fuss (for me) dinner. It was really good, too. Sausage & chicken. I think I'm just upset by not being with family. Whatever. I'm going to make green bean casserole tomorrow, so all will be right with the world.
Well, it was confirmed by two seperate sources, Boy D is gay. Seriously, will a nice, funny hetero male just come rescue me from the hell I am in. I'll even take an An Officer and a Gentleman moment. Come carry me away from the crap that I deal with every day. Normally I'd object to being objectified, but I just can't deal with falling for another gay man. No that I don't love gay men, but they don't love me enough...anyway.

It's been flipping crazy. Between the depression of the job/no family situation and my applying for new jobs, I haven't had time for much.

Anyway, I'm going to cry now. Not because I'm sad, but because...just because.

Kisses to all.
So...I'm feeling a little better this morning, but I didn't sleep very well last night. I think I finally fell asleep at 5:30, but I still woke up at the regular time.

But I'm watching SNL and Stuart Smalley comes on and starts talking about how his movie bombed. This is a GREAT sketch. He pulls out a bag of Chessmen cookies and says:

"These are Chessmen, I like to eat them but you can shove them up your ass."

Mwahahahahahahahahahaha. That's exactly how I feel right now. Leave it to Stuart to make me laugh.
...for this pointless foul rant...Read more... )

...needless to say, I had a bad day. It started out with a phone call from my former manager that basically said I'm not qualified for a job that a)I went to college for, b)is little more than glorified babysitting, and c) is a postition I had last season. Whatever. They can fuck off.
...if I'm attracted to another gay man. Let me preface that (although, I really can't do that, can I?) by saying, I'm only attracted to gay men. The last 3 men I've been attracted to turned out to be gay. Alas, living in Orlando, the odds are much higher. Boy A, Boy B and Boy C...and now, I'm wondering if Boy D is as well. I guess I should just ask, but I hate doing that. Another potential issue, he's a lot younger. Eh, I like them young anyway. ;)

Edited to protect me from the innocent (okay, the guilty).



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