and today, I lose - big time! Mr. Cranky McCranksterpants decided that everything today was too quiet, too noisy, too fast, too slow, too mean, too happy, and everything else inbetween. Thank heavens we have two dogs for him to look at!!
and today, I lose - big time! Mr. Cranky McCranksterpants decided that everything today was too quiet, too noisy, too fast, too slow, too mean, too happy, and everything else inbetween. Thank heavens we have two dogs for him to look at!!
Forgive me, I'm gonna complain because I'm really annoyed this morning.
i am irrationally upset that someone cancelled my copy job mid-way through its completion. i would NEVER do that. like, was what they had to copy THAT much more important than what i was copying. and then they had the nerve to leave my stuff in a sloppy pile on the table. didn't even have the courtesy to neatly stack my copies.
this means war. like one two three four i declare a thumb war-type war. or like when you're playing war with cards and you and your opponent both put down aces and it's time to go to war. it's THAT serious now. damnit.
i need specifics. i hate blanket statements and generalizations. perhaps it's my english major background, but i like evidence to back up a claim. like, if you have a thesis statement, you have to be able to support it with facts. i had a professor once who told me that he didn't care if our thesis statement was that the moon is made of cheese as long as we are able to back it up with documented evidence.
so my point is, if you have an issue with me, please provide me with substantial evidence. don't say that i am something or that i do something if you can't give me a specific incident that involved me being or doing what you are claiming.
and don't forget the works cited page in MLA format. thanks.
i'm the kind of person that puts her shopping cart back in it's appropriate place so that the people who collect carts for a living at the grocery store don't have to work as hard. i'm the kind of person who will bake you cookies and bring them to your job to surprise you. i'm the kind of person who sneaks and gives the kids candy even though the school dean says they can't have any. i ask how your day was. and i actually listen to your answer. i say please and thank you. all of the time. even in the drive-thru. i try not to judge. if i found $20 on the ground, i wouldn't spend it. i would give it to a homeless person. i don't litter. i recycle. i work with kids and i plan to for the rest of my life. i am by no means perfect, but i feel like i'm a good person. i don't feel that i deserve the world, but i just wonder if what i got going around will ever come back around.
]]>Started off as an uneventful day, well let me take that back. My day started off great, I talked to Aiden for awhile and he asked me if I was in the airplane that just flew by I of course told him no. Then he wanted to know where Will was, I told Aiden Will was sleeping and then he asked if Will was at home. I told Aiden yes and I guess that satisfied him, he didn't ask any further questions. I sent a package out to Aiden earlier this week and he finally got it today, so I wanted him to open it while I was on the phone with him. So I waited while he opened up the package of clothes I sent him. I have never heard a kid so disappointed in my life. This is what he said: WOW! (then in a very disappointed voice) clothes. He didn't even want to talk after that HAHA. I also talked to my grandmother, who always has great advice. I was also adjusted from work which means I did not have to go in today. Then the bad happened...
Will's computer kicked the bucket! Which is BAD BAD BAD!!! He has everything on there, all the pictures he has been doing lately. All the stuff for Chasen and most importantly WoW...HAHA j/k we don't play WoW anymore. Seriously though, he lost everything and it's a bummer. There is no way he can get a new computer right now and he really needs one. Plus poor Will has been sad all night.
Maybe he will feel better tomorrow, hopefully he will forget he no longer has a computer.
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I told myself that I was going to have a great day. Wished it to be sunny and that it should be a FANTASTIC SUNGLASSES DAY... it was... So I wanted to head out today to get a gift for my sisters bday tomorrow but before all that my cousin and guy friends decided that we were going to head out to get some sushi for lunch. Well before I was even picked up... I felt my knee and ankle about to give some way for pain. We made it to the restaurant and while we were sitting down I could feel the intensity of my ankle cramping and I knew that then... I wouldn't be able to get up to walk properly.
To cut it short. We went back to my place so I can rest and put some bengay and icy hot to get it to cool down. Sure... it didn't work. I was limping the entire day. What a great 3 day weekend.
My friends went ahead without me... sadly but I needed to face the realization of my limitations with STILLS. I hate it but I just have to learn to go around it. I just stayed home.
SUCKS ASS!
Being sad is okay, right? I mean, everyone has their ups and downs. Today became one of those days. The morning started out okay. I didn't wake up early but at least I got up before noon. Then that's when the day just started going bad. I mean I even made a chart! See!!
My mood didn't even hit the 80's. I just need to write out that today wasn't a day I wanted it to be. It felt like I just wasted a day and I hate that feeling. I cleaned the house 12-2. Then after my show was over (around 2), I was just so out of it. It was a perfect time to just call someone random and I couldn't. So I was wallowing over that for a long time and then I went to Taco Bell at 6 and bought food to lighten up the mood, went to a friend's house and went back to another friends house to sleep. I just miss communicating with people and I felt that today, I didn't get enough dosage of it. Even the happiest people can be sad too.
It's okay. After a good night sleep, things will get better...right? I'm so glad it's the weekend.
(I'm sorry if the chart doesn't make sense. I just needed to get this off my chest.)
Good night you.
-K10
GOD!!!!!!!!!! Today sucked, sucks, is still currently sucking! You know those days where you really don't want the world to see you looking your less that perfect self, the days that Posh
, Olsen 1 and 2, Elle and Nicole (even with one in the oven looked like a stick) wouldn't know if it came up and threw a weak decaf skinny late with sugar free vanilla flavouring all over their Dolce and Gabanna carrot sticks!
- breath -
The days when you just want to call in fat, call in wrong, call in less than fabulous. When your skinny, safety clothing seems to have temporary lost its powers and you feel alone, frustrated and naked (partly because you actually are) when your GHD gives you a GFY hairstyle and your defiant fashion assistant voice from within tells brain, "wear the sparkly lime-green eyeshadow" voice knows you don't even own anything else green let alone lime and sparkly, brain refuses to think and gets hand in on the joke. Hand - always letting Brain do the thinking for him (such a follower) picks up said eyeshadow and applies to Eyes - who don't even open to try and stop it - all to further ridicule poor outer you.
Poor outer you that you are trying so desperately to console, yet inner you torches further, Legs step you away from the mirror - no no, not the full body look, i can't i'm not ready, not today - Eyes - sparkling with their newly applied "i look like a 3 year old leprechaun dry on my face with his clover" style shift down, down and stop. Body tries to turn away, you think your winning - yes im trying to turn away from the mirror... but no. There it is....
Legs stop, Hands raise to hips, Eyes focus and Inner voice says to Brain - "ooh, your Ass does look big in this!"
]]>It's been over a week and there has been zero progress in this whole wreck thing. Even though the police report came out stating it was her fault, her insurance refuses to believe it's her fault and they wont pay for my door. I want to cry because this has been so stressful. I have to show up at work 4 hours earlier than I have to with no chance of overtime because this is the only time my step-mom can take me, and I have no other way of getting to work, I have no car at all, and no one will let me use theirs, and we might have to take her insurance to court, and I don't want to do that.
Poor cat.
This past week or so is getting to me. I've been a wreck. Emotional, stressed, and drained. I've flared up on and off in the last week and also had major cramps or aches in my joints, ankles, knee, and arm muscle. It isn't as bad as the first experience but since it all started again.... I can tell you that it brings back all the painful memories and brings me all down.
I feel like setting myself free a lot of time. Free as in not giving a damn shit about Work or even Life in general. I finally joined a Support Group in hopes of someone telling me what to expect and how to deal with things. They all totally agree that rest is a major factor for recovery. Good luck to me... I never really feel relaxed. I worry to much. I think I need another vacation and if not... have a doctor tell my work and everyone else that what I have requires a stress free environment and vacations are a must.
Who knows I probably put it on myself to become the way I am. I hate the feeling and what it's doing to me but I can't help but be emotional about what it has done to me and what has become of me.
Lonely, sad, emotional, UNABLE, stressed..... a major train wreck.
I have seriously no one to talk to in regards to this stupid asshole disease. It's not life threatening... IT'S PATHETICALLY STUPID and EMOTIONALLY DEPRESSING. I am not like this and I hate it. I feel totally lonely and helpless when it comes to expressing myself. It's like DEAL with IT ALREADY... DON'T THINK OF IT. DON'T STRESS ABOUT IT!!!! I am pulling my hair already at all those comments. JUST STOP IT!
It's sad enough that I feel alone... I don't need to seclude myself much more by including this shit.
Take it all back I say. Not me... Not me...I know there are others who may have it worst but when you don't have an answer to a problem.... it drives you totally insane. There is no cure.... there is not cure... there is no cure.
Someone buy me a lotto ticket.... all proceeds go to this damn disease and for research.
I
am pissed off and totally confused... I don't know what do to.... other
than swallow a bunch of pills each day and for the rest of my life.
.
I need a hug.
I need a vacation.... for good.
Really, could it?
I think I should just go to bed now and start again tomorrow.
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Bad Day
So, I woke up this morning to a CSM yelling and screaming in broken, practically unintelligible english about "Who's idea was it to split up the team?". So, we all marched our happy asses down to the start line and watched our first runner take off.
Then we did nothing for a few hours.
Eventually, my piece of the relay race comes around. Of course, my asthma kicks in, full force, preventing me from drawing one complete breath for the whole four miles. My time is poor, even by my usual standards, and everyone is left scratching their heads.
Fast forward to the culmination of the horse-and-pony show at the end of the race. Predictably, we must immediately kit up and get ready to move back to the FOB.
Two hours later we're still waiting to leave because the BC is out having lunch. Had anyone asked, they would have known he was going to get lunch. We could have had lunch too.
Of course, after we arrived back at the FOB, I reorganized some of my cabling and managed to blow up the power adapter on my Xbox 360. Not to be deterred, I then purchased a new power adapter for 220 volt circuits.
I watched in amazement as my Xbox 360 became a $400 filament in a very large electrical transfer which lasted only a fraction of a second and left 100 Containerized Housing Units without power. Amazingly, nothing else was destroyed.
Of course, today was a good day for the internet guy to come by and hook up what will now be my third attempt at an in-home solution to internet here in northern Iraq. He was considerate enough to blow out all my manual configs ("I hate Macs") before setting up a DHCP connection that completely fucking didn't work.
Thinking that a good run would be more productive than knife-murder, I went to the gym, where someone had turned off all of the air conditioning units ("I wanna sweat it out, man"). Three miles in, as I'm hitting my stride, the Battalion Operations Officer calls me on the radio to locate an interpreter for him, which is sort of like calling a company 1SG to go locate a junior enlisted soldier. When I find the interpreter he is, of course, already talking with the Battalion Commander, who then tasks me to find a local national who's good with satellite dishes. Of course, all those guys are either on vacation or on a mission.
So, I'm composing this in a text editor in the vain hope that some time before I leave this country I will have a chance to go online and post it. I'm reaching, I know...
Update: Later
Turns out one of my linguists is an electronics guru. The exchange went something like this:
*knock knock*
I open the door.
James: Ali he tell me your Xbox blow up.
Me: Yeah dude. I plugged 110 into 220.
James: Is power adapter, always blow up, you do that. Xbox fine.
Me: Sparks came out the back and the power went out on half the FOB.
James: I know. Happen many time in (city). Xbox it is probably fine. This power adapter? (Holds up the now-fried 110 power adapter)
Me: Yeah, man, that's the one.
(James SMELLS the power adapter)
James: Capacitors blow out. Too much voltage, you turn your power adapter into taser for kill the terrorists and probably yourself. I take it with me tomorrow. I spend five years fixing Xbox before I become terp.
Me: Wow. Seriously?
James: Yeah. Is fine.
Me: You any good with satellite dishes? Someone fucked up the AFN and they can't watch NASCAR at the chow hall.
James: My brother. I send him up there. Too easy.
Today's soundtrack has been God Hates Us All by Slayer. Because that's how I feel today.
Today i went to Rick's Picks on 40 hwy & Noland road to shop with my sister & her step-daughter. We spent 45 minutes in the store, checked out, and left to make it to my sister's doctor's appointment on time (she's prego). As we walked out, two men approached us saying "hey ladies!" Since I do not respond to cat calls I kept walking, but one of the guys got infront of me.
The two men flashed security badges (i assume, since i couldn't read them) and accused us of stealing! I told him no, he's mistaken and we had to leave to get to her appointment. They said again that we stole merchandise and cuffed us, and led us inside. I demanded the police and the manager- they said the police were coming but the guards had more authority than the manager and I couldn't speak with her. I also asked if my sister could call her doctor since we were going to be late and she is pregnant. The guard said he didn't care if she was pregnant since she wasn't in labor.
The older of the two guys started swearing, and I told him not to talk that way infront of my niece. He continued his tirade, then started going through our purses! Finally the police arrived and were nice enough to listen to us. I told the officers that i had requested talking to the manager and was denied- so the officer went and talked to her. At that point we were released and apologized to for the "misunderstanding".
I am still pissed (so is my sister). My step-niece was crying, and my sister missed her doctor's appointment. I have since found out that their "guards" aren't licensed/certified and had no right to detain us, or search our belongings. I'm in the process of filing a complaint and I hope these idiots lose their jobs.
]]>Woke up late this morning, I was so tired after yesterday. It was a off day. I hate those types of days. Just bad altogether.
Message from Adam, he was here. HERE. I am upset he didn't call me, I would have loved to meet up with him. See him. It's been bothering me all day long. I hate this. He has my number, I can't stop asking myself "why?".
I let myself go "there". That place I have closed off for so long.
I miss him so much...
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If I ever dare to complain that I'm having a bad day, please remind me it could be worse... much worse...
Eye Fi Explore
Wireless SD Card with Geotagging
Link: Eye-Fi
The makers of the Eye-Fi Wirelss SD Card (Episode 441) have updated their product. Apart from bumping up the capacity to 2GB (with the same wireless connectivity and uploading capability), the new Eye-Fi Explore adds geotagging to your photos by noting the locations of the wifi hotspots or networks which have been mapped by Skyhook Wireless using its Wifi Positioning System that currently covers 70% of the population in North America, the top 50 metropolitan areas in Europe (and 70% of the population in the UK, France and Germany) and is seeking to expand its coverage into Asia. Skyhook is the same company used by the iPhone Edge (which does not have built-in GPS) for its location-awareness feature.
In addition to the Skyhook geotagging service, it also comes with one year's free Wayport Hotspot access, which has over 10,000 hotspots in the US, renewable for $19 a year.
Its webshare feature now includes many popular photo sharing and printing sites, social networking sites and blogging sites, such as Flickr, SmugMug, Picassa, PhotoBucket, FaceBook, Vox, TypePad and even Wal-Mart.
The Spork Makes it to the Big Screen
Neil Chitel reports that the Spork has made it to Hollywood, in the latest Disney Pixar film Wall-E. Leo suspects the Toothpick Bird will appear in the sequel.
TWiT Cottage Slogan
The slogan around the TWiT Cottage is "Feeling down, feeling depressed? Get the hell out of my sight." No State or Federal Labour Law applies in the Duchy of TWiTdom. The future looks grim for Dane and Colleen.
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What's making you smile today?
Nothing. No thing. NOTHING. I don't know what the hell's wrong with me! I just feel down. Maybe I need to go for a walk on my lunch. I was going to study for the course I'm taking in a few weeks but it might be a better idea to get some sunshine. Maybe that will perk up my mood.
And I can't believe I'm just whining like a little crybaby. It's just a bad mood! GOD. It's not like my arms are falling off or I've suddenly sprouted a penis (true fact: there's a tribe somewhere in the world where there's a high number of girls sprouting penises when they go through puberty. It happens at such a high rate that they've turned it into a coming of age thing. Just one of the few things I remember from a psych class and no, I have no idea why we talked about this in a psych class).
I'm going to blame the insane hay fever.
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