Discovering this was the best part of my day.
Secret identity or what?
(IE that is the stage name of Electric Six's lead singer)
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
Saturday, July 28, 2007
115/7282
That second number may no longer be accurate because I'm forgetting to save the list after I delete something (say, a Rush song) from it. Which is not to say I haven't been listening to some of the Rush. Tom Sawyer and Roll the Bones looked vaguely familiar so I left them on.
Highlights: Muse - Assassin, Bloodhound Gang - Something Diabolical, High Dials (dunno track name).
Lowlights: Anne Murray - The Teddy Bear's Picnic, The Used - Taste of Ink
That second number may no longer be accurate because I'm forgetting to save the list after I delete something (say, a Rush song) from it. Which is not to say I haven't been listening to some of the Rush. Tom Sawyer and Roll the Bones looked vaguely familiar so I left them on.
Highlights: Muse - Assassin, Bloodhound Gang - Something Diabolical, High Dials (dunno track name).
Lowlights: Anne Murray - The Teddy Bear's Picnic, The Used - Taste of Ink
awww
I think that this picture should somehow be incorporated into the dictionary definition of adorable.
Yes, that is the Phew and Phew Harder.
Yes, that is the Phew and Phew Harder.
I want to turn all of their dance floors into a burning inferno of ba ba ba
Yeah. Last night did not get any better. Cause I had to go to work. Which was why I was crying in the first place.
First off, every claim was a struggle. I swear to you, somehow all the old ladies and foreigners got routed over to me. A translator hung up in the middle of a call again, but I got her back cause she was the only Haitian Creole speaker there, so when I called her again she had to take it. A whole bunch of other foreigners spoke just well enough that I couldn't get a translator, and just poorly enough that it was hell. Plus, I'm a grade A jerk. I'm not actually mean to these people, but it is so frustrating that I'm not as nice as I could be, and after the 80th one, I'm practically screaming the questions at them. The few english speaker non old ladies I got could not be kept on track at all. I hate it when they get sidetracked and start asking me questions that I can't answer and then when I tell them I can't and it becomes obvious that I have no answer, they get madder and madder. They ask what the hell good am I/what do I do since I have no answers. I don't know, I figure a voicemail would be more than good enough for 80% of what I do, but I can't tell them that. They get mad at me instead of the company. One guy, thinking he was on hold, actively complained about what a stupid bitch I was to his friend. Newsflash: IF YOU AREN'T HEARING A REALLY CRAPPY SMOOTH JAZZ VERSION OF OUR AD JINGLE RIGHT NOW, YOU ARE NOT ON HOLD AND I CAN HEAR YOU. It was all I could do not to hang up on him and pretend like we got disconnected.
So in summary, I got to talk to people who were even more stupid/mean/foreign than usual yesterday.
First off, every claim was a struggle. I swear to you, somehow all the old ladies and foreigners got routed over to me. A translator hung up in the middle of a call again, but I got her back cause she was the only Haitian Creole speaker there, so when I called her again she had to take it. A whole bunch of other foreigners spoke just well enough that I couldn't get a translator, and just poorly enough that it was hell. Plus, I'm a grade A jerk. I'm not actually mean to these people, but it is so frustrating that I'm not as nice as I could be, and after the 80th one, I'm practically screaming the questions at them. The few english speaker non old ladies I got could not be kept on track at all. I hate it when they get sidetracked and start asking me questions that I can't answer and then when I tell them I can't and it becomes obvious that I have no answer, they get madder and madder. They ask what the hell good am I/what do I do since I have no answers. I don't know, I figure a voicemail would be more than good enough for 80% of what I do, but I can't tell them that. They get mad at me instead of the company. One guy, thinking he was on hold, actively complained about what a stupid bitch I was to his friend. Newsflash: IF YOU AREN'T HEARING A REALLY CRAPPY SMOOTH JAZZ VERSION OF OUR AD JINGLE RIGHT NOW, YOU ARE NOT ON HOLD AND I CAN HEAR YOU. It was all I could do not to hang up on him and pretend like we got disconnected.
So in summary, I got to talk to people who were even more stupid/mean/foreign than usual yesterday.
Friday, July 27, 2007
If I were a superhero, my weakness would be my complete and utter lack of ability at setting an alarm clock. Hell, it's my weakness now, but I don't have anything cool to make up for it.
Yeah, I've been pretty lucky, I haven't fucked that up in awhile. Or at least I work late enough that even if I do I'm usually safe. But yeah, today I was supposed to have lunch with my parents and discuss the condo stuff. And... I just didn't show. Moreover, since we can't have our phone on at work, I had my phone on silent and never took it off. So I woke up about an hour after we were supposed to go to lunch, and was like, "shit." I called them up to appologize, and they were actually on the way over to my appt. to see if I was alright.
Anyway, I'm pretty mad at myself for accidently being an inconsiderate bastard and making them worry, missing a good meal, and missing out on discussing the condo which I really, really want to do because I'm still undecided on it.
EDIT***
So, my parents called me fifteen minutes after that and wondered if I wanted to go to McDonald's or something and still discuss the condo issue. The topic of what I'm going to do with my life (i.e. would I move away, and leave them having to sell the condo, because they wouldn't want to help me rent it) came up. I told them I don't know, because I don't know what the hell I'm doing. I floated the now tired idea of maybe getting a library science degree. My mom snapped, "and how will you support yourself while doing that?" and I just started crying. I told them I hate my job and I hate my life and I told them why, and kept crying for like an hour straight at McDonald's. They wouldn't meet my eyes.
The consensus was that if I don't know what I'm doing with my life, I probably shouldn't have a condo.
Yeah, I've been pretty lucky, I haven't fucked that up in awhile. Or at least I work late enough that even if I do I'm usually safe. But yeah, today I was supposed to have lunch with my parents and discuss the condo stuff. And... I just didn't show. Moreover, since we can't have our phone on at work, I had my phone on silent and never took it off. So I woke up about an hour after we were supposed to go to lunch, and was like, "shit." I called them up to appologize, and they were actually on the way over to my appt. to see if I was alright.
Anyway, I'm pretty mad at myself for accidently being an inconsiderate bastard and making them worry, missing a good meal, and missing out on discussing the condo which I really, really want to do because I'm still undecided on it.
EDIT***
So, my parents called me fifteen minutes after that and wondered if I wanted to go to McDonald's or something and still discuss the condo issue. The topic of what I'm going to do with my life (i.e. would I move away, and leave them having to sell the condo, because they wouldn't want to help me rent it) came up. I told them I don't know, because I don't know what the hell I'm doing. I floated the now tired idea of maybe getting a library science degree. My mom snapped, "and how will you support yourself while doing that?" and I just started crying. I told them I hate my job and I hate my life and I told them why, and kept crying for like an hour straight at McDonald's. They wouldn't meet my eyes.
The consensus was that if I don't know what I'm doing with my life, I probably shouldn't have a condo.
mexicans?
The best conversation I've had so far at my job:
Me: "Hello, thank you for calling (company name).... *notices the person hung up* and thanks, also, for hanging up on me."
This gets a mild laugh from the people around me, which is pretty much why I do it.
GM: *laughing* Our job is really fun!
Me: You must have a reeeeally weird idea of what is fun, GM.
Clown Guy: Masochists!
Me: What about mexicans?
Clown Guy: Uh, I said masochists.
Me: Oh. I was like, "why on earth did he bring up mexicans?" True Story.
But of course the moment was brief, like most of the amusing times at that job.
PS, I may or may not soon be on a softball team with these people. I can't decide whether it will be awesome or THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE.
91/7282
Me: "Hello, thank you for calling (company name).... *notices the person hung up* and thanks, also, for hanging up on me."
This gets a mild laugh from the people around me, which is pretty much why I do it.
GM: *laughing* Our job is really fun!
Me: You must have a reeeeally weird idea of what is fun, GM.
Clown Guy: Masochists!
Me: What about mexicans?
Clown Guy: Uh, I said masochists.
Me: Oh. I was like, "why on earth did he bring up mexicans?" True Story.
But of course the moment was brief, like most of the amusing times at that job.
PS, I may or may not soon be on a softball team with these people. I can't decide whether it will be awesome or THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE.
91/7282
Thursday, July 26, 2007
my soul will have to wait
So, this story's amusingness partially rests on two factors:
1) my outgoing message on my phone right now is "Sorry I'm not home right now, I'm walking into spiderwebs. Leave a message and I'll call you back." Because I am totally lame, and my lameness makes me laugh and I decided it would be hilarious to reference No Doubt in my outgoing voicemail.
2) my dad sounds confused about something about 80% of the time. And probably actually is confused about something a certain portion of that time.
So last night, I get this voicemail that's my dad talking to mom (and it's obvious they aren't in the same room and are just yelling at each other, too):
Dad: What does she mean by spiderwebs?
Mom: I don't know
Dad: It must be something on the computer, don't you think?
Mom: I said I don't know!
and then he just randomly hangs up.
Then there's this voicemail from about an hour later, that my dad has obviously rehearsed.
"Busy walking into spiderwebs, eh? That doesn't sound like any fun. You might get trapped, like a fly!" and then he goes into what he really called me for.
I heart my dad.
55/7282
1) my outgoing message on my phone right now is "Sorry I'm not home right now, I'm walking into spiderwebs. Leave a message and I'll call you back." Because I am totally lame, and my lameness makes me laugh and I decided it would be hilarious to reference No Doubt in my outgoing voicemail.
2) my dad sounds confused about something about 80% of the time. And probably actually is confused about something a certain portion of that time.
So last night, I get this voicemail that's my dad talking to mom (and it's obvious they aren't in the same room and are just yelling at each other, too):
Dad: What does she mean by spiderwebs?
Mom: I don't know
Dad: It must be something on the computer, don't you think?
Mom: I said I don't know!
and then he just randomly hangs up.
Then there's this voicemail from about an hour later, that my dad has obviously rehearsed.
"Busy walking into spiderwebs, eh? That doesn't sound like any fun. You might get trapped, like a fly!" and then he goes into what he really called me for.
I heart my dad.
55/7282
you'll show them your progress
I think I'm going to start putting a fraction displaying my progress on the music thing near the bottom of every post. The first number, of course, will be the number of songs I've listened to. The second number will be "everything" but it will change as well, because every time I refuse to listen to a song (be it Rush, a song I know by heart, or a WMA file that fucks up winamp) I'm going to take it out of the total.
Highlights so far: Buy American - Refreshments, Arrogant Worms (dunno the track title), Down - Stroke 9, Smells Like Teen Spirit - They Might Be Giants,
Lowlights so far: Bridget the Midget (the Queen of the Blues) - Ray Stevens, Great American Sharpshooter - Less Than Jake, Goodnight Elizabeth - Counting Crows, Panic at the Disco - Nails For Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks.
28/7285
Highlights so far: Buy American - Refreshments, Arrogant Worms (dunno the track title), Down - Stroke 9, Smells Like Teen Spirit - They Might Be Giants,
Lowlights so far: Bridget the Midget (the Queen of the Blues) - Ray Stevens, Great American Sharpshooter - Less Than Jake, Goodnight Elizabeth - Counting Crows, Panic at the Disco - Nails For Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks.
28/7285
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
I'm a lonely, lonely person
Because I have no life, and am really bored, I'm going to listen to ALL of this, soon.
Okay, I'm going to cut out the majority of the Rush. I have 20 Rush albums, and don't particularly like them. And I might cut out some of the things I know by heart. But I am going to listen to ALL the music on my computer (this doesn't even include all the music I own). Here's the bottom of the list, though I expect to be thoroughly tired by then.
Okay, I'm going to cut out the majority of the Rush. I have 20 Rush albums, and don't particularly like them. And I might cut out some of the things I know by heart. But I am going to listen to ALL the music on my computer (this doesn't even include all the music I own). Here's the bottom of the list, though I expect to be thoroughly tired by then.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
can't get this shit off my mind
You know, I miss Sista, and Opt, and the DN's for themselves. But what I also miss is how easily accessable they were. Like I didn't have to go through a whole lot of BS just to hang out with them. But now that they're gone, I'm back to twisting people's arms, and it gets so exhausting. Just one goddamn time I'd like someone else to call me up and see if I want to do anything.
In other news, I picked up an extra shift this week. I figure if I do this once a month, I can afford a gym, renter's insurance, or netflix. Will I do that, though? I don't know. I really want to pay to excercise so that I will feel like I HAVE to excercise cause I paid. But on the other hand I really resent paying for something I would hate (even worse: spending extra time at my job which I hate to spend money to do something I hate). Renter's insurance is a less extreme version of that, i.e. it's something I really SHOULD have, but something I don't want to pay for. Netflix is just one of those back burner type things I've thrown around for awhile but will probably not do, because I know in my heart I should get one of the first two. I will probably not get any of them, and then stop picking up shifts. I kind of like being slightly more poor better than being at my job. Though, it's not as if I do anything productive whatsoever when I'm at home, either. I'm really kind of sad that I didn't get that other job. Someone recently mentioned volunteering to me... but I don't know. I really am self centered, I kind of don't really want to do things unless I will get money or actual fun out of it.
So yeah, that's the sad bastard post for today.
In other news, I picked up an extra shift this week. I figure if I do this once a month, I can afford a gym, renter's insurance, or netflix. Will I do that, though? I don't know. I really want to pay to excercise so that I will feel like I HAVE to excercise cause I paid. But on the other hand I really resent paying for something I would hate (even worse: spending extra time at my job which I hate to spend money to do something I hate). Renter's insurance is a less extreme version of that, i.e. it's something I really SHOULD have, but something I don't want to pay for. Netflix is just one of those back burner type things I've thrown around for awhile but will probably not do, because I know in my heart I should get one of the first two. I will probably not get any of them, and then stop picking up shifts. I kind of like being slightly more poor better than being at my job. Though, it's not as if I do anything productive whatsoever when I'm at home, either. I'm really kind of sad that I didn't get that other job. Someone recently mentioned volunteering to me... but I don't know. I really am self centered, I kind of don't really want to do things unless I will get money or actual fun out of it.
So yeah, that's the sad bastard post for today.
kids are making out in the street!
Sometimes, I forget that Paul Walker is in the best movie of all time. Also, some random dudes from Buffy, Vampire Slayer. Also, how much I used to like Tobey Maguire before he started trying to be cool.
Monday, July 23, 2007
amazing what a good breakfast pickles make, isn't it?
So I'm thinking of living like a dirty hippie!
I.e. no deoderant for awhile. I could go to a dermatologist, as has recently been suggested to me. Which I should do. And might do eventually. But I'm so lazy... I've been meaning to make an appointment with my regular doctor to see if I have thyroid disease for about five years now. I've been meaning to call my dentist for two months now (and I actually love my dentist's office).
But I figure if I wash regularly and, as is my wont, never engage in physical activity, I will probably be alright? We'll see, I guess. Otherwise I'll have to invest in some pachouli and a hemp vest.
I did it because I think the "natural" stuff I started using was making them worse, or at least slowing them down at getting better. So there you go.
I.e. no deoderant for awhile. I could go to a dermatologist, as has recently been suggested to me. Which I should do. And might do eventually. But I'm so lazy... I've been meaning to make an appointment with my regular doctor to see if I have thyroid disease for about five years now. I've been meaning to call my dentist for two months now (and I actually love my dentist's office).
But I figure if I wash regularly and, as is my wont, never engage in physical activity, I will probably be alright? We'll see, I guess. Otherwise I'll have to invest in some pachouli and a hemp vest.
I did it because I think the "natural" stuff I started using was making them worse, or at least slowing them down at getting better. So there you go.
Sunday, July 22, 2007
the district sleeps alone tonight after the bars turn out their lights
God, I hate my armpits. Soooo itchy. It seems to be a cumulative effect, like it doesn't itch very much until I've used it for several days, and then for several days after it itches even though I've stopped using it and washed off any residue quite thoroughly. I'm wondering if its possible to have your skin be irritated by something but not be allergic? Or if you can take an internal drug, and have it not work on a topical allergy? Cause I can't really tell if the benedryl I've been taking is helping the pits at all, which means that it probably isn't. Plus I think it means I've technically fallen off the sleeping pills wagon, because they're not for sleeping, but they help me sleep.
The 'Phew's party was pretty good. My sister has just started buying a buttload of Papa John's pizza for these things, which is always delicious. And there was awesome ice cream. And the 'Phew seemed to like my gift the best! Which is cool, because usually he doesn't like what I get him that much. Which is probably because until lately I got all gifts at Borders due to merch card/discounts. And Borders does have an awesome kid section, but the Phew is a hyper little kid and doesn't like sitting down for books as much as he likes toys. So the Play-Doh went over well.
Then I paid forward my love of Me & You & Everyone We Know to Stevenson while he tried not to be frightened of the lack of light provided by my crappy light fixtures.
The 'Phew's party was pretty good. My sister has just started buying a buttload of Papa John's pizza for these things, which is always delicious. And there was awesome ice cream. And the 'Phew seemed to like my gift the best! Which is cool, because usually he doesn't like what I get him that much. Which is probably because until lately I got all gifts at Borders due to merch card/discounts. And Borders does have an awesome kid section, but the Phew is a hyper little kid and doesn't like sitting down for books as much as he likes toys. So the Play-Doh went over well.
Then I paid forward my love of Me & You & Everyone We Know to Stevenson while he tried not to be frightened of the lack of light provided by my crappy light fixtures.
Friday, July 20, 2007
even if I come back, even if I die
Condo
Pro:
-a LOT more space
-a washer
-a dryer
-close to work
-a dishwasher (this counts as two or three positive marks all on its own)
-a LOT more storage
-might actually end up cheaper for me, as I would only have to pay upkeep
-no more creepy model train guy
-better neighborhood
Con:
-more to clean
-I won't be able to move as easily if I want to
-the walls are off white (I hate white places), and the tile and carpet etc. kind of matches, so it would be difficult to paint it something else
-it's so nice that all my furniture/posters/decorations (origami/snowflakes) I have now would look shitty in comparison
-I might actually not be able to keep my awesome couch, given the amt. of work we did to get it in here in the first place (I have a stupid emotional attachment to my 30 year old couch and Dylan's old hippie desk, so even if I could afford it I don't want new furniture)
-speaking of stupid emotional attachments, I would miss this place. I have had a lot of good times here.
Neither:
-I feel less like a mooch, it is apparently part of an "early inheritance" scheme, so they'd basically give my sister a big chunk of cash too. But technically, that means I would someday have the money anyway, and could use it for something else awesome.
I still don't know. I hate making major life decisions.
Pro:
-a LOT more space
-a washer
-a dryer
-close to work
-a dishwasher (this counts as two or three positive marks all on its own)
-a LOT more storage
-might actually end up cheaper for me, as I would only have to pay upkeep
-no more creepy model train guy
-better neighborhood
Con:
-more to clean
-I won't be able to move as easily if I want to
-the walls are off white (I hate white places), and the tile and carpet etc. kind of matches, so it would be difficult to paint it something else
-it's so nice that all my furniture/posters/decorations (origami/snowflakes) I have now would look shitty in comparison
-I might actually not be able to keep my awesome couch, given the amt. of work we did to get it in here in the first place (I have a stupid emotional attachment to my 30 year old couch and Dylan's old hippie desk, so even if I could afford it I don't want new furniture)
-speaking of stupid emotional attachments, I would miss this place. I have had a lot of good times here.
Neither:
-I feel less like a mooch, it is apparently part of an "early inheritance" scheme, so they'd basically give my sister a big chunk of cash too. But technically, that means I would someday have the money anyway, and could use it for something else awesome.
I still don't know. I hate making major life decisions.
and the flag marked with blood
So, there's this e-mail from Borders Rewards titled "The Biggest Book Ever," that I deleted unread, because I'm sure it refers to the last Harry Potter. But in my head I just thought, "Wouldn't it be hilarious if you opened it and it was like, War and Peace, or something else literally the biggest?" Anyway, it amused me. Which is in no way connected with how I hate Harry Potter. Cause I don't really like War and Peace either. Actually even though I hate Harry Potter, I would probably be more willing or likely to read that book than War and Peace, because it would take less time and was at least originally written in English, contemporary English, even.
I am lazy.
Oh, and PS--the weaning myself off of sleeping pills is actually going surprisingly well. I think it was harder last time because I didn't have a set schedule, whereas nowadays I'm more or less able and willing to go to sleep/wake up at the same time every day.
I am lazy.
Oh, and PS--the weaning myself off of sleeping pills is actually going surprisingly well. I think it was harder last time because I didn't have a set schedule, whereas nowadays I'm more or less able and willing to go to sleep/wake up at the same time every day.
hurts so good I got a sore-gasm
Okay, I think I'm falling apart, allergically.
1st off: the headset at work. It makes my ears itch like crazy. And any other unfortunate parts of my head it touches. For awhile I had these weirdass scabs all over my one ear. Those have mercifully gone away, but now I kind of have these mini pimple alergic things all around my ears from where they've touched.
2nd: my stupid armpits. What the hell, man. I talk to a ton of people who have all sorts of crazy allergies for this or that. But I don't know anyone who's had the sort of trouble I'm always having with deoderant. All deoderants (thus far) have made me itch to a greater or lesser extent. The ones that seem better will all the sudden change their formula on me and then I'm left trying to pick out a new one. Anyway this last time I got Sure because one variety of it was labeled "original solid" and one variety was "soft solid," or clear solid or something. I got the orig. solid, because I vaguely remember all this itching business coinciding with the deoderants all trying to be more clear. But this stuff makes my armpits worse off than ever. But I'm telling you, none of the shit that says "sensitive" on it ever works either. So anyway, today I got two deoderants (I hate wasting all this deoderant but I really cannot use the Sure and don't really have to make an emergency trip to Meijer again right away) that said "natural" on them. I think one or both of them might be the clear-clear stuff which never gave me a whole lot of troubles other than the fact that it doesn't work that well at actually keeping you from sweating.
True story.
1st off: the headset at work. It makes my ears itch like crazy. And any other unfortunate parts of my head it touches. For awhile I had these weirdass scabs all over my one ear. Those have mercifully gone away, but now I kind of have these mini pimple alergic things all around my ears from where they've touched.
2nd: my stupid armpits. What the hell, man. I talk to a ton of people who have all sorts of crazy allergies for this or that. But I don't know anyone who's had the sort of trouble I'm always having with deoderant. All deoderants (thus far) have made me itch to a greater or lesser extent. The ones that seem better will all the sudden change their formula on me and then I'm left trying to pick out a new one. Anyway this last time I got Sure because one variety of it was labeled "original solid" and one variety was "soft solid," or clear solid or something. I got the orig. solid, because I vaguely remember all this itching business coinciding with the deoderants all trying to be more clear. But this stuff makes my armpits worse off than ever. But I'm telling you, none of the shit that says "sensitive" on it ever works either. So anyway, today I got two deoderants (I hate wasting all this deoderant but I really cannot use the Sure and don't really have to make an emergency trip to Meijer again right away) that said "natural" on them. I think one or both of them might be the clear-clear stuff which never gave me a whole lot of troubles other than the fact that it doesn't work that well at actually keeping you from sweating.
True story.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
HP
I totally know how Harry Potter ends. I'm not going to say, cause the people I know who are into it would probably never forgive me. But those people should totally stay on my good side. Because I could TOTALLY FUCK THEIR SHIT UP. Until 9 a.m. on Saturday after they've stayed up all night reading it or whatever.
Here's how I wish it ended until 6 came out:
He died at the end of book 6.
Here's how I wish it ended until I found out what really happened:
Everyone in the book dies within the first five pages due to a massive nuclear holocaust. At first I thought it would be awesome if the rest of the book was blank, because I know there would be plenty of people out there that would still buy it. But I was thinking about it, and I think it would be even better if the rest were really realistic pictures of how they die. Like, Harry is lucky and dies from the initial blast, is completely incinerated. You can't even tell what was clothing or those fucking glasses and what is him, it's all just ash. But like Hermione lives to die of radiation sickness, her hair all falling off, her skin sloughing off her body leaving naked flesh. Coughing up and shitting out her guts. Hagrid and Ron have the same thing happen (note: no death is too horrible for Hagrid) but like they have that gay sex they've been meaning to get around to first. Snape's silhouette is burned onto the building he was standing in front of when the bomb went off. Ginny got strafed by napalm preceding the blast and burned to death. Draco and Nigel Longbottom form a suicide pact because slow radiation sickness death sucks and they want out of it faster. Then I come along afterwards, when all the radiation is gone, dig up Dumbledore from wherever they buried him, and make him suck my junk.
The End.
So, yeah. I also am probably going to the release party. I will do my best to not make the HP fans cry, but I can't promise anything.
Ryan:: "Dumbledorr nooooo"
Me: haha well dumbledore did die in the prev. one
Ryan: "dumbledore's corpse.. nooooo"
Ryan: I wonder if rowling killed him off after she saw the first movies and realized he was an old man and they couldn't keep going through really old men actors who were just going to die
Me: hahaha
Me: "JK Rowling displays her practical side"
Ryan: haha
Ryan: "He's going to die anyway.. I might as well make it special"
Me: do you know the song MacArthur Park?
Ryan: yeah
Me: the orig. Dumbledore sang that song
Ryan: haha nice
Me: when I found that out I was like awww shit
Me: Dumbledore left a cake out in the rain!
Me: he'll never have that recipe again!
Here's how I wish it ended until 6 came out:
He died at the end of book 6.
Here's how I wish it ended until I found out what really happened:
Everyone in the book dies within the first five pages due to a massive nuclear holocaust. At first I thought it would be awesome if the rest of the book was blank, because I know there would be plenty of people out there that would still buy it. But I was thinking about it, and I think it would be even better if the rest were really realistic pictures of how they die. Like, Harry is lucky and dies from the initial blast, is completely incinerated. You can't even tell what was clothing or those fucking glasses and what is him, it's all just ash. But like Hermione lives to die of radiation sickness, her hair all falling off, her skin sloughing off her body leaving naked flesh. Coughing up and shitting out her guts. Hagrid and Ron have the same thing happen (note: no death is too horrible for Hagrid) but like they have that gay sex they've been meaning to get around to first. Snape's silhouette is burned onto the building he was standing in front of when the bomb went off. Ginny got strafed by napalm preceding the blast and burned to death. Draco and Nigel Longbottom form a suicide pact because slow radiation sickness death sucks and they want out of it faster. Then I come along afterwards, when all the radiation is gone, dig up Dumbledore from wherever they buried him, and make him suck my junk.
The End.
So, yeah. I also am probably going to the release party. I will do my best to not make the HP fans cry, but I can't promise anything.
Ryan:: "Dumbledorr nooooo"
Me: haha well dumbledore did die in the prev. one
Ryan: "dumbledore's corpse.. nooooo"
Ryan: I wonder if rowling killed him off after she saw the first movies and realized he was an old man and they couldn't keep going through really old men actors who were just going to die
Me: hahaha
Me: "JK Rowling displays her practical side"
Ryan: haha
Ryan: "He's going to die anyway.. I might as well make it special"
Me: do you know the song MacArthur Park?
Ryan: yeah
Me: the orig. Dumbledore sang that song
Ryan: haha nice
Me: when I found that out I was like awww shit
Me: Dumbledore left a cake out in the rain!
Me: he'll never have that recipe again!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
XP, you so silly.
Does it bug anyone else how cartoonish windows XP is? Like, at home it doesn't bother me because I set the settings to "old skool" or whatever. But I'm at my parents house right now, and they have the regular settings. And at work it's the same way. And I'm like, "Who would want this?" True story.
So I was in a really bad mood, sort of the carryover from yesterday. Also sort of because (I didn't tell everyone this) but I got addicted to over the counter sleeping pills again for a couple of months, and I'm trying to get off them again, so I am not really well rested. And I am pretty much a jerk/crybaby when I am sans sleep (though that shit yesterday was legit, I would've been upset even when not in angry/sad no sleep mode). But then I got my bank statement for the first time in like six months, at least three. And I am totally less poor than I thought. Which perked me up.
So I was in a really bad mood, sort of the carryover from yesterday. Also sort of because (I didn't tell everyone this) but I got addicted to over the counter sleeping pills again for a couple of months, and I'm trying to get off them again, so I am not really well rested. And I am pretty much a jerk/crybaby when I am sans sleep (though that shit yesterday was legit, I would've been upset even when not in angry/sad no sleep mode). But then I got my bank statement for the first time in like six months, at least three. And I am totally less poor than I thought. Which perked me up.
Hate world. Revenge Soon. Take Out Everyone.
Today bleeeeew. There was just something in the air today, everyone on the phone was an angry douchebag.
Seriously, there was this one woman who if I ever find her in real life, I WILL stab her. I say that about a lot of people, but I really mean it now. Basically she called me up to bitch about her agent's office. Every time I tried to interject so I could HELP HER WITH HER PROBLEM she kept telling me to shut up so she could "finish what she was saying," which basically consisted of repeating the thing she had already told me 15 times 15 MORE times. This was frequently peppered with, and man I wish I could remember how she actually phrased it, because it was the most offensive damn thing I've ever heard at that job, her stopping to say that listening to people be bastards to me is basically my job, and if I didn't like it I shouldn't have this job. I am not even kidding, she owned up to being a complete black hole of a human being, and then put the fault for this ALL ON ME for having the job that I have.
Really? Anyone with a certain type of a job just automatically deserves abuse? I should just walk out the door and fucking kick a policeman in the face and say, "You're a policeman, you should expect a certain amount of violence in your job." And you know what, even that wouldn't be as bad. Because a policeman usually decides he wants to be a policeman. I didn't watch that fucking anti-drug ad growing up and say, "I want to work in a call center when I grow up." No, this was the option I had. The only other option I really had was staying part time at Borders and not making ends meet. What the fuck? That makes me so mad. What if I was a single mother with like 7 children I had to feed and this was the only job I could get? That bitch would probably be like, "Well serves you right for having sex, you should know you would have 7 children and then your husband would die."
And that was topped off by going to Herd's place, because last night when I was hanging out with him and YM, I had this conver with him as I was about to leave.
Me: Okay, I'm leaving now.
Herd: You're coming over tomorrow right?
Me: Sure. I work 4-10, though.
Herd: Oh.
Me: Well I don't have to come or anything.
Herd: No, you should still come.
Me: Okay.
Flash forward to tonight: driving over there, and no one answering the door, and not even being able to call Herd up to yell at him because his phone's busted.
Ryan: though, that's about the the most emo thing you could say to me
Ryan: "if you want to know why I'm bitchy, I blogged about it"
Me: fuck I deserve to be emo
Ryan: haha yeah after a day like this I can understand
Me: I have a shitty job where I talk to shitty people all day and then got stood up by my friend
Me: The person who invented emo probably worked in a call center
Me: and someone said to him/her "you deserve to be treated like shit because you couldn't get a better job"
Ryan: they would reply "You're right, I do"
Seriously, there was this one woman who if I ever find her in real life, I WILL stab her. I say that about a lot of people, but I really mean it now. Basically she called me up to bitch about her agent's office. Every time I tried to interject so I could HELP HER WITH HER PROBLEM she kept telling me to shut up so she could "finish what she was saying," which basically consisted of repeating the thing she had already told me 15 times 15 MORE times. This was frequently peppered with, and man I wish I could remember how she actually phrased it, because it was the most offensive damn thing I've ever heard at that job, her stopping to say that listening to people be bastards to me is basically my job, and if I didn't like it I shouldn't have this job. I am not even kidding, she owned up to being a complete black hole of a human being, and then put the fault for this ALL ON ME for having the job that I have.
Really? Anyone with a certain type of a job just automatically deserves abuse? I should just walk out the door and fucking kick a policeman in the face and say, "You're a policeman, you should expect a certain amount of violence in your job." And you know what, even that wouldn't be as bad. Because a policeman usually decides he wants to be a policeman. I didn't watch that fucking anti-drug ad growing up and say, "I want to work in a call center when I grow up." No, this was the option I had. The only other option I really had was staying part time at Borders and not making ends meet. What the fuck? That makes me so mad. What if I was a single mother with like 7 children I had to feed and this was the only job I could get? That bitch would probably be like, "Well serves you right for having sex, you should know you would have 7 children and then your husband would die."
And that was topped off by going to Herd's place, because last night when I was hanging out with him and YM, I had this conver with him as I was about to leave.
Me: Okay, I'm leaving now.
Herd: You're coming over tomorrow right?
Me: Sure. I work 4-10, though.
Herd: Oh.
Me: Well I don't have to come or anything.
Herd: No, you should still come.
Me: Okay.
Flash forward to tonight: driving over there, and no one answering the door, and not even being able to call Herd up to yell at him because his phone's busted.
Ryan: though, that's about the the most emo thing you could say to me
Ryan: "if you want to know why I'm bitchy, I blogged about it"
Me: fuck I deserve to be emo
Ryan: haha yeah after a day like this I can understand
Me: I have a shitty job where I talk to shitty people all day and then got stood up by my friend
Me: The person who invented emo probably worked in a call center
Me: and someone said to him/her "you deserve to be treated like shit because you couldn't get a better job"
Ryan: they would reply "You're right, I do"
Monday, July 16, 2007
What would Jesus eat?
I'm kind of torn.
(2:00:35 PM) Me: though I might be moving to a bigger place soon :x
(2:00:41 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: haha nice
(2:00:43 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: where to?
(2:00:56 PM) Me: my dad randomly brought up these condos that are for sale
(2:01:05 PM) Me: and was like, "we would pay for it"
(2:01:12 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch:: whoa
(2:01:16 PM) Me: and on one hand I kind of don't want to do it
(2:01:22 PM) Me: because I would feel like SUCH a mooch
(2:01:26 PM) Me: and I like living here
(2:01:46 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: why would they pay for it?
(2:01:52 PM) Me: but on the other hand I did agree to at least look at them, and if they're really awesome it'll be hard to say no
(2:02:07 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch:: like "we'll buy it and you can pay us rent" kind of thing?
(2:02:12 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch:: or just "we'll buy it for you"
(2:02:27 PM) Me: I don't know. They're weird, man. This actually came up when I first moved out, cause my mom thought this place was such a hole and wanted to do anything to keep me from living here, but it turned out to be too expensive
(2:02:32 PM) Me: so I dunno why they would do it now
(2:02:38 PM) Me: we'll buy it for you
(2:03:17 PM) Me: also, I don't know if I want a condo. I couldn't move very easily if I decided to finally get out of this town.
(2:03:27 PM) Me: and I'd have to leave my couch behind :/
(2:03:36 PM) Me: but apparently some person my sister knows is selling condos
(2:03:42 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: intersting
(2:03:48 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: well it would be a nice investment for them even if you left
(2:03:54 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: they could rent it out to people like my parents do with this house
(2:04:00 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: makes some extra cash on the side
(2:04:09 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: there's always people looking to rent condos
(2:04:15 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: especially nice ones if the rent is right
(2:06:17 PM) Me: I guess
(2:06:32 PM) Me: we haven't really discussed it too mucgh
(2:07:09 PM) Me: my dad was just like, "if we paid for a condo and the operating costs weren't more than what you pay now, would you do it?"
(2:07:17 PM) Me: and I was like, "well I guess I'd look."
(2:07:49 PM) Me: I don't know how nice/in demand the one here is. I mean, it's bloomington normal, we're not exactly a vacation destination
(2:08:04 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: hmm well what would be more really? I bet central AC would be way more efficient than that piece of crap you have now
(2:08:11 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: and you don't really use much else other than your computer
(2:08:20 PM) Me: well my fridge
(2:08:23 PM) Me: and TV
(2:08:25 PM) Me: and fans
(2:08:36 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: right, but those aren't really high-power equipment
(2:08:40 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: the fridge maybe
(2:08:47 PM) Me: but I think he meant under the $300 I pay now for rent
(2:08:53 PM) Me: true
(2:08:55 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: that's another consideration though.. what appliances would you have to purchase?
(2:09:05 PM) Me: true, I don't even know
(2:09:14 PM) Me: it'd be nice to have a dishwasher and a washer/dryer
(2:09:23 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: yeah having those is really nice
(2:00:35 PM) Me: though I might be moving to a bigger place soon :x
(2:00:41 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: haha nice
(2:00:43 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: where to?
(2:00:56 PM) Me: my dad randomly brought up these condos that are for sale
(2:01:05 PM) Me: and was like, "we would pay for it"
(2:01:12 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch:: whoa
(2:01:16 PM) Me: and on one hand I kind of don't want to do it
(2:01:22 PM) Me: because I would feel like SUCH a mooch
(2:01:26 PM) Me: and I like living here
(2:01:46 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: why would they pay for it?
(2:01:52 PM) Me: but on the other hand I did agree to at least look at them, and if they're really awesome it'll be hard to say no
(2:02:07 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch:: like "we'll buy it and you can pay us rent" kind of thing?
(2:02:12 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch:: or just "we'll buy it for you"
(2:02:27 PM) Me: I don't know. They're weird, man. This actually came up when I first moved out, cause my mom thought this place was such a hole and wanted to do anything to keep me from living here, but it turned out to be too expensive
(2:02:32 PM) Me: so I dunno why they would do it now
(2:02:38 PM) Me: we'll buy it for you
(2:03:17 PM) Me: also, I don't know if I want a condo. I couldn't move very easily if I decided to finally get out of this town.
(2:03:27 PM) Me: and I'd have to leave my couch behind :/
(2:03:36 PM) Me: but apparently some person my sister knows is selling condos
(2:03:42 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: intersting
(2:03:48 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: well it would be a nice investment for them even if you left
(2:03:54 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: they could rent it out to people like my parents do with this house
(2:04:00 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: makes some extra cash on the side
(2:04:09 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: there's always people looking to rent condos
(2:04:15 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: especially nice ones if the rent is right
(2:06:17 PM) Me: I guess
(2:06:32 PM) Me: we haven't really discussed it too mucgh
(2:07:09 PM) Me: my dad was just like, "if we paid for a condo and the operating costs weren't more than what you pay now, would you do it?"
(2:07:17 PM) Me: and I was like, "well I guess I'd look."
(2:07:49 PM) Me: I don't know how nice/in demand the one here is. I mean, it's bloomington normal, we're not exactly a vacation destination
(2:08:04 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: hmm well what would be more really? I bet central AC would be way more efficient than that piece of crap you have now
(2:08:11 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: and you don't really use much else other than your computer
(2:08:20 PM) Me: well my fridge
(2:08:23 PM) Me: and TV
(2:08:25 PM) Me: and fans
(2:08:36 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: right, but those aren't really high-power equipment
(2:08:40 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: the fridge maybe
(2:08:47 PM) Me: but I think he meant under the $300 I pay now for rent
(2:08:53 PM) Me: true
(2:08:55 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: that's another consideration though.. what appliances would you have to purchase?
(2:09:05 PM) Me: true, I don't even know
(2:09:14 PM) Me: it'd be nice to have a dishwasher and a washer/dryer
(2:09:23 PM) Ryanthor Murdoch: yeah having those is really nice
Sunday, July 15, 2007
I'm done with the floor
So.... I think I fixed my speaker problem, but I don't know how. I fiddled around with the controls on my computer, and I didn't really make any progress. Then I thought it might be winamp, so I tried playing something in Itunes. And it worked perfectly. And I was like, "goddamnit." But then I went back to winamp..... and things worked fine. For no reason. It makes me happy that it's working, but kind of nervous that it will stop as suddenly as it started.
Friday, July 13, 2007
Everybody dance like there's ass in your pants
So I got the MP3 player. It seems cool, except I am still charging it and have not actually used it.
The speakers, I'm kind of disappointed in. The bass is fine, but unless I keep them at the absolute lowest volume possible, the treble distorts like CRAZY. I'm thinking this is somehow my fault? Does anyone have any ideas?
The speakers, I'm kind of disappointed in. The bass is fine, but unless I keep them at the absolute lowest volume possible, the treble distorts like CRAZY. I'm thinking this is somehow my fault? Does anyone have any ideas?
a filthy scarecrow waves his broomstick arms and does a parody of each unconcious thing you do
Today at work I actually enjoyed. I ended up sitting with GM (George Michael), SP (formerly douchebag kid, now I'm labeling him by his love of Smashing Pumpkins), and Sidekick (SP's sidekick) and it was a lot of fun.
We've started arguing amongst ourselves about who can try and offer the most people unwanted lines of insurance. And really, it is very reminiscent of when Opt and I tried to sell the most bears/bunnies at Borders. Well, back when it was fun, before I gave up. So it's actually a lot of fun. Also, they all crack me up.
Also, GM got a caller who actually literally broke open his nutsack in a motorcycle accident and called us instead of going to the emergency room. I had to laugh.
We've started arguing amongst ourselves about who can try and offer the most people unwanted lines of insurance. And really, it is very reminiscent of when Opt and I tried to sell the most bears/bunnies at Borders. Well, back when it was fun, before I gave up. So it's actually a lot of fun. Also, they all crack me up.
Also, GM got a caller who actually literally broke open his nutsack in a motorcycle accident and called us instead of going to the emergency room. I had to laugh.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
the disease is inside of you
Item one: I glanced at the thing at the top of my blog (which is on top of all blogger blogs) that says "flag blog." And for a second, I thought it said "fag blog" and was like, "What??" Then when I realized my mistake, I had a good laugh because using the word "fag" on your blog is probably a good way to get someone else to click the very button I misread.
Okay, funnier to me.
Item two: I should resolve to never eat again. I don't think it was the cheese after all, because I've been feeling kind of horrible today and didn't really have any yesterday or today so far.
Item three: the new TMBG is delish.
Item the fourth: Achewood is awesome in general, but god, I love font humor. I already showed it to my font-loving friend, but now I thought I would share this with a wider audience (the two other people that read this).
Okay, funnier to me.
Item two: I should resolve to never eat again. I don't think it was the cheese after all, because I've been feeling kind of horrible today and didn't really have any yesterday or today so far.
Item three: the new TMBG is delish.
Item the fourth: Achewood is awesome in general, but god, I love font humor. I already showed it to my font-loving friend, but now I thought I would share this with a wider audience (the two other people that read this).
I'd drown all these crying babies
Sometimes, I think of getting a tee shirt made that says, "Seriously, I will bang the first guy who asks me to that isn't a complete and utter asshole." Except proabably only assholes would be interested in that. And it would probably be even more depressing if I still got no action.
25. 25! 25. Each year seems exponentially worse. I'm obsessed with the idea that I'm going to make it to 40 like this and then have to shoot myself because of a Steve Carell movie mocking my situation.
It's not so much that I really want the sex, as I am really, really tired of being an unwanted freak.
25. 25! 25. Each year seems exponentially worse. I'm obsessed with the idea that I'm going to make it to 40 like this and then have to shoot myself because of a Steve Carell movie mocking my situation.
It's not so much that I really want the sex, as I am really, really tired of being an unwanted freak.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
I'm getting tired of my nautical dreams
First rant: Best Buy sucks.
I went in there today. "Do you guys have the new They Might Be Giants?" I ask, after having looked at the section myself and not seeing the new one. But, having worked in a music store, and having shopped at Best Buy before, I know that there are any number of other nooks and crannies this album could possibly be in.
"They Might Be Giants? That's in the rap section, right?" Okay, what the fuck? I know TMBG isn't exactly your best selling artist in the store, but they have been moderately popular since I was a small child. Theoretically, I could've found them at Best Buy when I was in grade school and didn't even listen to them, if I had had to. And these two (two!) clerks were about my age. On top of that, THEY WORK IN THE MUSIC SECTION OF BEST BUY. At Borders, people could bring up some group I would've NEVER heard of otherwise, far more obscure than TMBG and in a section I would've never listened to on my own, and I totally would've been able to find it.
So then I'm like, "uh, no," and show them the proper place. And they're like, "if it's not on the shelf we probably don't have it," and don't even look it up on the computer for me. AWESOME SERVICE, DUDE. Though, to be fair to Best Buy, it was probably just these two douchebags who suck. I've had people at Best Buy look things up for me and go and vigorously search in the back for them before.
Seccond rant:
I am an idiot.
I went to Borders to get it after that. Which means I paid 4 dollars more. When I am already hemoraging money right now. When if I could wait a few days, I could've gotten it at Amazon for the Best Buy price. If I could wait longer than that, I could probably have asked for it for Christmas, or at least waited till my finances were in better condition.
Reasons I am worried about my finances:
--$300 on MP3 Player and Speakers. This is the only thing on the list that I conciously weighed out and decided to dip into my savings for.
--$35 on case/charger for MP3 player
--$30 I haven't bought this yet, but am strongly considering the extended warranty for MP3 player
--I am visiting the DN's this Saturday. They live 2 hrs away. I'm not a math wizard, but I am thinking this is a hefty gas fee.
--I am planning on going to St Louis in September to see TMBG with Opt. The tickets look to be $20. Plus half the gas fees.
--My cable internet fee recently went up by 5 dollars a month.
--My latest electricity bill was 65 dollars. Which was twice, if not three times as much as I was expecting.
--Ryan is trying to get me to visit him again. He said he'll pay half, but I still worry.
--Bought a birthday gift for the Phew
--Bought half of my gift for my Dad, will have to get something else as well
--My sister's and mom's birthdays are coming up after that as well. Then Christmas.
--$19 on the aforementioned TMBG album
--$40 dollars on groceries last time, the grand majority of that being cheese I am probably going to have to give away because it is making me feel horrible
I better get that second job. I called them yesterday to ask about it, but never got a call back.
The other kind of crappy thing is I have not actually gotten a bank statement since the beginning of the time I was unemployed. I went and changed my address with them finally, but still nothing (yet). When I go online to do it, they want some code I don't have. I am wondering if all this spending is because I don't know the cold reality? I think the other reason is I THINK I should have way more money, because of the new job, but actually don't. But act like I do.
I went in there today. "Do you guys have the new They Might Be Giants?" I ask, after having looked at the section myself and not seeing the new one. But, having worked in a music store, and having shopped at Best Buy before, I know that there are any number of other nooks and crannies this album could possibly be in.
"They Might Be Giants? That's in the rap section, right?" Okay, what the fuck? I know TMBG isn't exactly your best selling artist in the store, but they have been moderately popular since I was a small child. Theoretically, I could've found them at Best Buy when I was in grade school and didn't even listen to them, if I had had to. And these two (two!) clerks were about my age. On top of that, THEY WORK IN THE MUSIC SECTION OF BEST BUY. At Borders, people could bring up some group I would've NEVER heard of otherwise, far more obscure than TMBG and in a section I would've never listened to on my own, and I totally would've been able to find it.
So then I'm like, "uh, no," and show them the proper place. And they're like, "if it's not on the shelf we probably don't have it," and don't even look it up on the computer for me. AWESOME SERVICE, DUDE. Though, to be fair to Best Buy, it was probably just these two douchebags who suck. I've had people at Best Buy look things up for me and go and vigorously search in the back for them before.
Seccond rant:
I am an idiot.
I went to Borders to get it after that. Which means I paid 4 dollars more. When I am already hemoraging money right now. When if I could wait a few days, I could've gotten it at Amazon for the Best Buy price. If I could wait longer than that, I could probably have asked for it for Christmas, or at least waited till my finances were in better condition.
Reasons I am worried about my finances:
--$300 on MP3 Player and Speakers. This is the only thing on the list that I conciously weighed out and decided to dip into my savings for.
--$35 on case/charger for MP3 player
--$30 I haven't bought this yet, but am strongly considering the extended warranty for MP3 player
--I am visiting the DN's this Saturday. They live 2 hrs away. I'm not a math wizard, but I am thinking this is a hefty gas fee.
--I am planning on going to St Louis in September to see TMBG with Opt. The tickets look to be $20. Plus half the gas fees.
--My cable internet fee recently went up by 5 dollars a month.
--My latest electricity bill was 65 dollars. Which was twice, if not three times as much as I was expecting.
--Ryan is trying to get me to visit him again. He said he'll pay half, but I still worry.
--Bought a birthday gift for the Phew
--Bought half of my gift for my Dad, will have to get something else as well
--My sister's and mom's birthdays are coming up after that as well. Then Christmas.
--$19 on the aforementioned TMBG album
--$40 dollars on groceries last time, the grand majority of that being cheese I am probably going to have to give away because it is making me feel horrible
I better get that second job. I called them yesterday to ask about it, but never got a call back.
The other kind of crappy thing is I have not actually gotten a bank statement since the beginning of the time I was unemployed. I went and changed my address with them finally, but still nothing (yet). When I go online to do it, they want some code I don't have. I am wondering if all this spending is because I don't know the cold reality? I think the other reason is I THINK I should have way more money, because of the new job, but actually don't. But act like I do.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
I want to run through the halls of my high school
So... my MP3 player shipped. I'm supposed to get it the day I drive 2 hours north to see the DN's. Coincidence?
I think not. I think the world knows I would break if I had to listen to the radio during those two hours. Now if it's just on time, I win.
I did get the case for it I bought at Amazon today. I did not know this thing was quite so tiny. So now my new focus goes from "don't drop it" (don't get me wrong, that's still important) to "don't lose it."
I think not. I think the world knows I would break if I had to listen to the radio during those two hours. Now if it's just on time, I win.
I did get the case for it I bought at Amazon today. I did not know this thing was quite so tiny. So now my new focus goes from "don't drop it" (don't get me wrong, that's still important) to "don't lose it."
Monday, July 09, 2007
stupid babies need the most care
Today had two awesome things happen (maybe will be comicized later, but I am feeling lazy right now).
1) A woman tried to make me include the EXACT phrase, "this is a pile of bullshit" in a message I left for her insurance agent. I told her I couldn't put profanity into the messages (I don't know if this is true or not, but I really didn't want to get in trouble for doing this) so she then made me promise I'd say "this is a pile of poo poo." So yes. Today I typed out a message to an insurance agent today that includes the phrase, "this is a pile of poo poo." What was even awesomer was I got a guy right after that who was just as pissed off at his agent over something, and took it out on me instead. Oh yeah, by "awesomer" I mean, "this job makes me want to kill myself." The first bit was funny though.
2) It is crazy impossible to get a specific person at our call center. Every call that comes in for an agent when the agent isn't there or through a claims department when no one's there or even through our rate quote dept. when no one's there goes to us. Then the calls are parceled out between us and two other call centers. On Saturdays, 60 or 70 people will be at our call center at a time. Tonight there were about 50. So I'm discussing something or other with Clown guy today and am like, "oops got a call," which is basically how every conversation with anyone goes at this place. I answer the phone with our standard greeting and the person on the line is like, "You've got to be kidding me!" and it turns out it was clown guy (who had been on hold with the rate quote dept). It was hilarious and awesome.
1) A woman tried to make me include the EXACT phrase, "this is a pile of bullshit" in a message I left for her insurance agent. I told her I couldn't put profanity into the messages (I don't know if this is true or not, but I really didn't want to get in trouble for doing this) so she then made me promise I'd say "this is a pile of poo poo." So yes. Today I typed out a message to an insurance agent today that includes the phrase, "this is a pile of poo poo." What was even awesomer was I got a guy right after that who was just as pissed off at his agent over something, and took it out on me instead. Oh yeah, by "awesomer" I mean, "this job makes me want to kill myself." The first bit was funny though.
2) It is crazy impossible to get a specific person at our call center. Every call that comes in for an agent when the agent isn't there or through a claims department when no one's there or even through our rate quote dept. when no one's there goes to us. Then the calls are parceled out between us and two other call centers. On Saturdays, 60 or 70 people will be at our call center at a time. Tonight there were about 50. So I'm discussing something or other with Clown guy today and am like, "oops got a call," which is basically how every conversation with anyone goes at this place. I answer the phone with our standard greeting and the person on the line is like, "You've got to be kidding me!" and it turns out it was clown guy (who had been on hold with the rate quote dept). It was hilarious and awesome.
Sunday, July 08, 2007
sky rockets in flight
Me: oh also I had an ephiphany in the car today
Me: I was listening to some shitty pop song where this dude was enumerating the nice things his girlfriend does for him
Me: and I realized I would be a really awesome girlfriend because I would do awesome things for my man, like have sex in the middle of the day for no reason
Me: but that I would be a really horrible girlfriend, because I would insist on singing afternoon delight the whole time
Ryan: hahah
Ryan: dude
Ryan: it would be worth it
Ryan: guys don't care what's going in their ears while their dongs are going into something pleasant
Me: I was listening to some shitty pop song where this dude was enumerating the nice things his girlfriend does for him
Me: and I realized I would be a really awesome girlfriend because I would do awesome things for my man, like have sex in the middle of the day for no reason
Me: but that I would be a really horrible girlfriend, because I would insist on singing afternoon delight the whole time
Ryan: hahah
Ryan: dude
Ryan: it would be worth it
Ryan: guys don't care what's going in their ears while their dongs are going into something pleasant
cheese
So I went to Borders yesterday to do some birthday shoppin' (the Phew and my Dad are both coming up). I went up to the people I know and said, "So when's Harry Potter coming out?" to be doubly jerky. Sadly, I seem to be timing it badly when I go over there. It's not so much that there are new people and I don't know anyone, but there were a bunch of people who are nice, but I don't really miss, like Happy and Ben (I don't think I ever came up with a name for him). So basically it was just Lister and Herd. And I see Herd anyway, since he lives with YM, who I still hang out with.
I got an overpriced dinosaur game for the Phew and a creepy Laurel K Hamilton book for my dad (eeeguh. I do realize I'm basically buying vampire porno for my dad, but it is really hard to come up with ideas for him and he asks for these books).
Then I went to Meijer and found a way better present for the Phew, but I kind of don't want to have to go back to Borders and return the dinosaur game, so I might just be generous and give him both things (what I ended up getting him was a cool play doh set).
I also got groceries. I have to tell you, my colon has been enjoying the last couple months when I've been trying to buy more perishable foods. I didn't quite realize how bad things had been getting when I was eating pasta roni basically every day. So... hopefully this continues now that I'm being a tad less lazy about grocery shopping. I did accidently buy a TON of cheese, so I hope that doesn't mess me up too badly. Like... I don't think I have the same reactions to foods as regular people, so its definitely not going to constipate me or anything, but I think it could still be tricky.
I got an overpriced dinosaur game for the Phew and a creepy Laurel K Hamilton book for my dad (eeeguh. I do realize I'm basically buying vampire porno for my dad, but it is really hard to come up with ideas for him and he asks for these books).
Then I went to Meijer and found a way better present for the Phew, but I kind of don't want to have to go back to Borders and return the dinosaur game, so I might just be generous and give him both things (what I ended up getting him was a cool play doh set).
I also got groceries. I have to tell you, my colon has been enjoying the last couple months when I've been trying to buy more perishable foods. I didn't quite realize how bad things had been getting when I was eating pasta roni basically every day. So... hopefully this continues now that I'm being a tad less lazy about grocery shopping. I did accidently buy a TON of cheese, so I hope that doesn't mess me up too badly. Like... I don't think I have the same reactions to foods as regular people, so its definitely not going to constipate me or anything, but I think it could still be tricky.
Friday, July 06, 2007
she doesn't know her name she doesn't know her face
So today was sort of the first time I felt belong-ish at work today. I'd kind of wanted to sit by George Michael chick and the guy I discussed clowns with yesterday again, but they were surrounded by people today when I came in. So I looked around, and Walmart chick that I bonded with on the first day RE: our shared experience as retail slaves had a spot next to her. That also put me in proximity with Douchebag Kid Who Will Talk To Anyone (I need a new name for him, he's became a lot more tolerable for me over time) and his sidekick. And again, we weirdly had free time during work today, so I ended up talking some with them. I did my version of the Sugar Hill Gang classic "Rapper's Delight" for Walmart girl, and it made her and the other chick I talk to sometimes near her laugh. Douchebag kid and I talked RE: music, and he seems to semi know his shit (at the very least), which I appreciate a LOT. Anyway, what made me feel belong-y is when George Michael chick walked past where we were sitting on her break, and said to us (me included) "aww, all the COOL people are back here." I'm one of the cool people to someone I think is cool too! It makes me happy.
Thursday, July 05, 2007
good times.
Anyway, what I really wanted to blog about before I got sidetracked into that massive post about MP3 players and speakers is how my fourth of july went.
First half was spent with my parents and neither exciting nor horrible. I was having my period, so I kind of felt shitty and not like playing with the 'phew as rigorously as he expects. On the other hand, Phew Harder laid on me for like two hours without me particularly having to do anything to make him happy. I thought of strategically placing him so that his warm body would be like a heating pad for my cramps, but I decided my sister would probably not enjoy her baby being that close to my crotch.
Second half was with YM. You know, I really miss having friends around that I can pretty much do nothing with. Like... not have a game plan, or reason to hang out, just do it. I have had so much fun with YM the past couple of days, basically just doing nothing. After awhile, she and I ended up playing, I kid you not, Buffy The Vampire Slayer: The Board Game. It was really way more fun than you would think it would be. It also made me miss all the card games I played with Opt and the DN's. It got me thinking that I should try and institute some sort of game night with my friends, except I realized I don't really have any games and would be pretty pissed if I ended up buying some and couldn't get anyone to play with me because everyone else thinks they're lame. Plus the night mare of trying to get even my small group of friends to be in the same place at the same time (I have trouble getting them to even hang out one on one with me).
Today was alright. We were actually out of queue for once today, so we had some breathing room. I even ended up sitting by the two people I've most decided I have to badger to be my friends, so it was cool talking with them. I tried to see if I could get a Denny's run with them after work, but didn't have the gumption to really pull it off. I did however have a hilarious conversation with one of them on how awesome it would be to take a claim with a clown car involved and have to get the contact information on the twenty guys named some variation of "Bobo" inside the vehicle.
First half was spent with my parents and neither exciting nor horrible. I was having my period, so I kind of felt shitty and not like playing with the 'phew as rigorously as he expects. On the other hand, Phew Harder laid on me for like two hours without me particularly having to do anything to make him happy. I thought of strategically placing him so that his warm body would be like a heating pad for my cramps, but I decided my sister would probably not enjoy her baby being that close to my crotch.
Second half was with YM. You know, I really miss having friends around that I can pretty much do nothing with. Like... not have a game plan, or reason to hang out, just do it. I have had so much fun with YM the past couple of days, basically just doing nothing. After awhile, she and I ended up playing, I kid you not, Buffy The Vampire Slayer: The Board Game. It was really way more fun than you would think it would be. It also made me miss all the card games I played with Opt and the DN's. It got me thinking that I should try and institute some sort of game night with my friends, except I realized I don't really have any games and would be pretty pissed if I ended up buying some and couldn't get anyone to play with me because everyone else thinks they're lame. Plus the night mare of trying to get even my small group of friends to be in the same place at the same time (I have trouble getting them to even hang out one on one with me).
Today was alright. We were actually out of queue for once today, so we had some breathing room. I even ended up sitting by the two people I've most decided I have to badger to be my friends, so it was cool talking with them. I tried to see if I could get a Denny's run with them after work, but didn't have the gumption to really pull it off. I did however have a hilarious conversation with one of them on how awesome it would be to take a claim with a clown car involved and have to get the contact information on the twenty guys named some variation of "Bobo" inside the vehicle.
mp3
Re: MP3 player-
I think I might have decided on this one. It actually does not have the huge capacity I was thinking of. It was pointed out to me that even though I want to be lazy and never change out the music on the thing, I probably wouldn't have to that much with something that is 4-8 gigs. 1 gig = 20 Rush albums, I know this from personal experience. So that means 80-140 albums, which really probably wouldn't be that bad to change out, especially since half of it would probably be core favorites I'd never change out.
The atvantage of going with a smaller capacity means I could get a flash MP3 player instead of a hard drive player. Because honestly, this is me, and I will drop the thing at some point. And flash is a lot less touchy about that. No matter how nice or expensive I went, I could still fuck it up pretty easy by dropping it. Flash mitigates this problem.
So if anyone knows of a better player, let me know? I found it particularly appealing that this one doesn't seem to have much random software bullshit, it's basically drag and drop like a flash drive.
As for the comment on the last post: eh, I'm really not the go cheap and get better in a couple of years type. I am the get something nice that lasts forever type. Which fucking sucks, because no one makes anything to last anymore. But I am poor, and this thing is going to be expensive even if I DO go cheap, so I find it more comforting to go slightly more expensive and hope that it lasts forever and I can feel like I'm not throwing my money away. Also, I DO get attached to objects. It makes me sad when things break and I can't get them fixed and have to throw them away. So I really would like something that lasts.
Speakers-
I've been tossing this around for a few months now. But I really, really want a decent-ish pair of speakers. Honestly, I do not make enough money to really buy speakers OR an MP3 player, but I do have savings that would cover both more than adequately. I feel irresponsible blowing money on these things, but yet, I really am not using this money for anything and saving it for some vague rainy day is probably just as stupid.
Anyway, I had a boom box that broke recently. I go through these things like candy, I'm not exactly sure why, I hadn't thought I abused them that much. And that was basically the closest thing I had to a "real stereo." And I had a discman that broke recently (hence the mp3 player). Those I do go through comparatively quickly as well, but that is more understandable since I use them ALL THE TIME and/or drop them. The thing is, though, that I listen to my music on my computer WAY more than I do my CD's nowadays. And my computer just has the shitty speakers it came with (not that they're shitty in terms of computer speakers, but computer speakers just aren't made for quality sound). So if I got speakers, I could hook them up to my computer or mp3 player I'm buying..... and voila. The nice bit would be if I got nice ones they WOULD probably last forever. No moving parts, the speakers are never the part of the stereo that goes bad first.
The problem though is I basically know jack shit about speakers. I really don't need the best speakers. I definitely don't need hugely loud ones. There's only so loud of a volume you can play in my tiny appt. without annoying the neighbors and/or myself, even. And I don't need THE clearest ones either, my ear isn't sophisticated enough to hear some of the nuances they talk about. But I don't want to end up with shitty ones that will break (if speakers CAN break) or that won't be any better than the crappy ones I already have on my computer. And I don't really know exactly where that line is (between crappy and too-awesome overkill).
So I was thinking of maybe getting speakers from the same place as that MP3 player, since I was looking around on that site anyway. The cheapest ones that still seem cool are these. The most expensive I'm probably willing to go are these. The thing is, though: I can't tell the difference. Is the shit on the fancier one anything I'm going to use? Is the cheaper one good enough? And there are several sets in between. And should I even be buying them from this site? I don't even know what the fuck they're talking about with most of the things they say are awesome features, it could just be shit they made up to make them sound better and I could get a better just regular old (not cutting edge) set somewhere else.
....and, I was going to blog about other stuff but then I got tired.
I think I might have decided on this one. It actually does not have the huge capacity I was thinking of. It was pointed out to me that even though I want to be lazy and never change out the music on the thing, I probably wouldn't have to that much with something that is 4-8 gigs. 1 gig = 20 Rush albums, I know this from personal experience. So that means 80-140 albums, which really probably wouldn't be that bad to change out, especially since half of it would probably be core favorites I'd never change out.
The atvantage of going with a smaller capacity means I could get a flash MP3 player instead of a hard drive player. Because honestly, this is me, and I will drop the thing at some point. And flash is a lot less touchy about that. No matter how nice or expensive I went, I could still fuck it up pretty easy by dropping it. Flash mitigates this problem.
So if anyone knows of a better player, let me know? I found it particularly appealing that this one doesn't seem to have much random software bullshit, it's basically drag and drop like a flash drive.
As for the comment on the last post: eh, I'm really not the go cheap and get better in a couple of years type. I am the get something nice that lasts forever type. Which fucking sucks, because no one makes anything to last anymore. But I am poor, and this thing is going to be expensive even if I DO go cheap, so I find it more comforting to go slightly more expensive and hope that it lasts forever and I can feel like I'm not throwing my money away. Also, I DO get attached to objects. It makes me sad when things break and I can't get them fixed and have to throw them away. So I really would like something that lasts.
Speakers-
I've been tossing this around for a few months now. But I really, really want a decent-ish pair of speakers. Honestly, I do not make enough money to really buy speakers OR an MP3 player, but I do have savings that would cover both more than adequately. I feel irresponsible blowing money on these things, but yet, I really am not using this money for anything and saving it for some vague rainy day is probably just as stupid.
Anyway, I had a boom box that broke recently. I go through these things like candy, I'm not exactly sure why, I hadn't thought I abused them that much. And that was basically the closest thing I had to a "real stereo." And I had a discman that broke recently (hence the mp3 player). Those I do go through comparatively quickly as well, but that is more understandable since I use them ALL THE TIME and/or drop them. The thing is, though, that I listen to my music on my computer WAY more than I do my CD's nowadays. And my computer just has the shitty speakers it came with (not that they're shitty in terms of computer speakers, but computer speakers just aren't made for quality sound). So if I got speakers, I could hook them up to my computer or mp3 player I'm buying..... and voila. The nice bit would be if I got nice ones they WOULD probably last forever. No moving parts, the speakers are never the part of the stereo that goes bad first.
The problem though is I basically know jack shit about speakers. I really don't need the best speakers. I definitely don't need hugely loud ones. There's only so loud of a volume you can play in my tiny appt. without annoying the neighbors and/or myself, even. And I don't need THE clearest ones either, my ear isn't sophisticated enough to hear some of the nuances they talk about. But I don't want to end up with shitty ones that will break (if speakers CAN break) or that won't be any better than the crappy ones I already have on my computer. And I don't really know exactly where that line is (between crappy and too-awesome overkill).
So I was thinking of maybe getting speakers from the same place as that MP3 player, since I was looking around on that site anyway. The cheapest ones that still seem cool are these. The most expensive I'm probably willing to go are these. The thing is, though: I can't tell the difference. Is the shit on the fancier one anything I'm going to use? Is the cheaper one good enough? And there are several sets in between. And should I even be buying them from this site? I don't even know what the fuck they're talking about with most of the things they say are awesome features, it could just be shit they made up to make them sound better and I could get a better just regular old (not cutting edge) set somewhere else.
....and, I was going to blog about other stuff but then I got tired.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
make me feel tiny if it makes you feel tall
So.... does anyone have any suggestions on MP3 players? I have actually gone back and forth about this like a million years, and keep staying with cd players, but I'm thinking of taking the plunge.
Anyway, it is pretty frightening. All of the ones with the kind of capacity I want (30 GB or higher) seem to break a lot, according to amazon reviews, or come with really shitty software. If I'm paying that much money (300 dollars at least) I want it to work FOREVER. Or... at least more than two years. I'm poor. Poor, poor, poor. I shouldn't be in the market for an MP3 player in the first place. So if I get this thing it should last. And actually work.
So, like I said, does anyone else have one that's lasted a long time? And hopefully not an Ipod? Itunes can pretty much suck my junk.
Anyway, it is pretty frightening. All of the ones with the kind of capacity I want (30 GB or higher) seem to break a lot, according to amazon reviews, or come with really shitty software. If I'm paying that much money (300 dollars at least) I want it to work FOREVER. Or... at least more than two years. I'm poor. Poor, poor, poor. I shouldn't be in the market for an MP3 player in the first place. So if I get this thing it should last. And actually work.
So, like I said, does anyone else have one that's lasted a long time? And hopefully not an Ipod? Itunes can pretty much suck my junk.
Monday, July 02, 2007
I see the stars, coming over, coming over to the yard
Oh my god. Speaking of Creepy/annoying model train guy (which I was in one of those comics) this has got to STOP. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but he's switched units lately, and now lives in the place he used to keep his trains. And now the place across from me has some random other person I've never met.
I was like, "yay." When it happened. I figured I would have no reason to ever see this fucking creepy middle aged man ever again. Wroooooong.
EVERY time I take my garbage out, there he is. I think he must lurk by his window and accost anyone he sees going back there. I used to not take my garbage out until I had several bags of it, but that meant multiple trips, which I am not down with anymore. And for awhile after I started only doing single trips, I was getting away without having to see him. But now he fucking lurks OUTSIDE on the STEPS. I mean, it is a nice day out, but he is doing nothing out there! He's not on a comfortable chair! He's sitting on the fucking steps! It is so obviously an attempt to stalk the people who live in this building, and I'm getting tired of it.
The time before this--he had his shirt off. And believe, me, no one needs to see this. I will have it burnt onto my retinas until I someday find the sweet release of death. And if there is a hell, I will go there, and they will make me look at it again.
This time he just fucking startled the crap out of me. I was keyed up to begin with, because I was expecting him to dart out at me shirtless from some nook or cranny back there. Then, like in the movies, I never looked up, so he decended on me from above. And startled the crap out of me, and now I seriously want to do violence to his person.
I feel slightly bad complaining about him when all he's trying to do is be friendly, and he is obviously a very lonely man. Fuck, I understand it, I'm lonely too! I've been meeting people on the interweb and accosting aquaintances I made like a year ago and never did anything with to hang out with me. But he's so goddamn creepy about it, and now that there is one thing I have to do regularly where I absolutely can't avoid him, it's really beginning to freak me out. I also wonder if he kind of knows I hate him and bothers me to piss me off? Because I've made it pretty obvious that I never want to talk, and I did kick off our neighborship with purposefully forgetting to pick up his mail when he asked me to.
I was like, "yay." When it happened. I figured I would have no reason to ever see this fucking creepy middle aged man ever again. Wroooooong.
EVERY time I take my garbage out, there he is. I think he must lurk by his window and accost anyone he sees going back there. I used to not take my garbage out until I had several bags of it, but that meant multiple trips, which I am not down with anymore. And for awhile after I started only doing single trips, I was getting away without having to see him. But now he fucking lurks OUTSIDE on the STEPS. I mean, it is a nice day out, but he is doing nothing out there! He's not on a comfortable chair! He's sitting on the fucking steps! It is so obviously an attempt to stalk the people who live in this building, and I'm getting tired of it.
The time before this--he had his shirt off. And believe, me, no one needs to see this. I will have it burnt onto my retinas until I someday find the sweet release of death. And if there is a hell, I will go there, and they will make me look at it again.
This time he just fucking startled the crap out of me. I was keyed up to begin with, because I was expecting him to dart out at me shirtless from some nook or cranny back there. Then, like in the movies, I never looked up, so he decended on me from above. And startled the crap out of me, and now I seriously want to do violence to his person.
I feel slightly bad complaining about him when all he's trying to do is be friendly, and he is obviously a very lonely man. Fuck, I understand it, I'm lonely too! I've been meeting people on the interweb and accosting aquaintances I made like a year ago and never did anything with to hang out with me. But he's so goddamn creepy about it, and now that there is one thing I have to do regularly where I absolutely can't avoid him, it's really beginning to freak me out. I also wonder if he kind of knows I hate him and bothers me to piss me off? Because I've made it pretty obvious that I never want to talk, and I did kick off our neighborship with purposefully forgetting to pick up his mail when he asked me to.
Oh man...
People should not keep encouraging me. I can't even tell you how many new comics I have. Except I'm about to do just that.
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