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I tried to catch up with LJ. I filtered out all the communities I'm on and just read the flist... ahahaha... I gave up after four pages.
Anyway. Life with me has been... boring? I'm bored with LJ which is why I'm never on it. I've been rping with Lis a lot, and some with Vinny. I've been playing WoW again. I got my Burning Crusade yesterday and joined a new guild (I left the old one for various reasons, but the guild leader, who professed to being my friend again and again hasn't even noticed I'm gone yet and it's been two weeks and I've seen her online numerous times). Burning Crusade is pretty cool. I started a Draenei and a Blood Elf - though everyone and his mother had a blood elf so I played the Draenei since there were less of them. Exodar is enormous, there's lots of interesting things going on. I'm going to try to get my Rogue up to 60 by the end of the month though (hahahah). She's almost to 51 currently.
Work has been work. Fun crazy people and the occasional nice person. It's slowed down again to the point that I can breathe, but then all the holiday help left so I'm up shit creek without a paddle on Tuesday mornings again. It's just too busy for one cashier. Not -super- busy, but with having to call orders, clean cash, pull orders, AND it being the only day of the week that I have time to markdown all the damaged items while the store manager is there (I have to put them all into the computer when I mark them down, and Karen is the only one with access to that option in the computers, so I have to do it on days when she and I work together... which is generally only Tuesdays and sometimes Fridays, but Fridays are too busy to do it)... so yeah. They need another person there on Tuesday mornings, but the only person who can do it is one of the other cash leads and that's her day off and I know I certainly wouldn't want to come in on my day off. Oh, and the girl that dislikes me so much in recieving that I thought had quit? Yeah, no. She's back. She was in Europe. During CHRISTMAS. THEY LET HER FUCKING GO TO EUROPE DURING CHRISTMAS AFTER THEY WOULDN'T LET ME HAVE ANY TIME OFF TO GO FUCKING HOME TO SEE MY FUCKING FAMILY.
Next year, I'm pulling it on them. I'm going to ask for Xmas off and if they say no then I'm going to point out that they let April have Xmas off last year AND that they have THREE cash leads, TWO of whom actually LIVE in Massachusetts whereas -I- do NOT and -I- do NOT want to miss TWO Xmas' in a row with my family because of work.
Meh. I'm slightly bitter about that if you can't tell.
Anyway. Nothing else to report. Except that I still hate the new update journal layout.
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| Happy New Year |
[04 Jan 2007|11:09am] |
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Because I've been sucking at keeping up with LJ lately. I dunno why, I've just not been interested. Anyway. Hi. I'm alive. Happy New Year.
My resolutions pretty much are simple: Save money. Finish all the video games I've started and not finished yet. Let the stress go.
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| Guh, this sucks. |
[29 Dec 2006|09:40am] |
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I'm still registered to vote in Ohio. I haven't reregistered anywhere, mostly because I don't plan on staying in Massachusetts. Well, despite my change of address forms, I have been served with jury duty. At my parents' house. I have to turn in any excuses as to why I cannot attend by the end of next week. My mom just emailed me yesterday to tell me. I have to get a notarised note saying that I live in Massachusetts right now and can obviously not show up for jury duty.
Problem is, I don't know any notaries around here. I'm going to ask at work, but my last possible chance is to go to a bank and get charged for someone to watch me sign my name to something and then use their embosser and sign and date it. I also cannot print out anything and make it neat because I have no printer. This is really stressing me out. I've only ever been served with jury duty papers once before, while I was in college, and my mom got me out of that one, she told them I was at school, but I don't know what she did to tell them.
Meeeeh.
PS. I really hate the new LJ update layout.
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(6 attempts | Fight with the Muses)
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| Merry Christmas |
[24 Dec 2006|09:23am] |
Merry Christmas everyone.
I'll be in Connecticut visiting Meru's family for Xmas because my work wouldn't let me go home to Ohio this year. Kinda sucks. Meh. Anyway. Have a merry Christmas. Hope it good for those of you that celebrate it.
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[13 Dec 2006|02:00pm] |
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Slow morning. I was tempted to say wicked there, but I can control myself, unlike my roommate. :P
Slept till 11am, got up, ate food, played WoW, watched TV, ate lunch, played WoW again... now I'm just watching the minutes tick by until I go to work.
Have a new person at work who can't stand me. April. She works in recieving. Is your stereotypical, loud-mouth, opinionated, pretentious type. I don't really know what I did to piss her off, but she recently has taken a massive dislike to me to the point of starting to move my stuff around and throw it in empty lockers. I kinda knew that she didn't like me for some reason recently because she went from being real talkative and cheerful around me to not talking to me at all unless she has to and making snide remarks at me whenever I"m around. For example, yesterday I was reading my book in the breakroom and she sits down and starts going on and on about how she hates it when people leave their "shit" on the table, blah blah blah. I leave my book on the table. Every day. Unless I can fit it in my coat pocket, but right now I have a huge-ass hard-cover I'm reading and it doesn't fit in my pocket. I don't have a locker. They never assigned me one when I was hired - and I'm okay with that because I wouldn't use it. I'd never use it, I have nothing that I can't carry in my pockets most of the time anyway, other than the occasional book. And on the table, the book isn't hurting anyone. There are always books on the table. There are magazines and newspapers and anything else you can think of laying on that table. So while she's going off on that rant, I ignore her, knowing she's aiming it mostly at me.
When I go home that day, I search around for my book to take it with me and it's gone. It's not on the table. I knew exactly who did it, and I start searching empty lockers. Can't find it. So I call recieving and ask her where it is and she tells me. I get it and I tell a manager and another lead what she did and then go home. If she keeps messing with my stuff, I'm gonna get really pissed. I know no one will steal things on the table, but deliberately moving them and hiding them to make a point and be a bitch is something else.
Meh. Time to go to work. Woo for ranting.
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| Meh |
[11 Dec 2006|10:56am] |
Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiired.
Went to bed around 1am. Woke up around 4:30 am to the sound of traffic and things outside. My arm was also numb. Fell back asleep again and then continued to doze and wake up and doze and wake up. Had a few nightmares, my arms went numb again, kicked off one of the extra blankets I had on and that helped a bit. Readjusted my pillows. Woke up at 6am then 8am then 10 after continuing to mess with pillows more. If I didn't have to be somewhere at 1pm today for my car alignment, I would probably have taken a sleeping pill and given up half the day. Especially since I can't sleep tomorrow due to having to get up at 7am. Meh.
Anyway, to do today:
Car alignment
Mail xmas presents
Do laundry
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(Fight with the Muses)
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[08 Dec 2006|10:22am] |
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It's been an interesting night. I went to bed around midnight. Fell right asleep. Woke up around 7am because I was too hot. Pulled off my sweater (I had two shirts on) and fell back asleep. Starting dreaming really weird dreams that began as me being in my house in Ohio and seeing Tanks driving down the alley behind the house and shooting things off. I went to get my dog and then they shot my house over. I ran off to the high school and joined them there, though I was like a civilian sgt. And inside my high school was the Queen of England and it was really her palace. I was sitting outside the door to the palace taking down names and giving out orders and my dog was safely inside. I woke up again at this point and turned off the heater in my room laid down and picked up the dream where it'd left off. Suddenly we were being bombed and most of the bombs looked like cannon balls, actually. And the missiles and bombs they dropped from planes looked like giant water-bottles via Katamari Damacy. Bigger than average, but still small enough for someone to pick up. Like the size of an adult leg or something.
Anyway, we'd all been captured and I'd been captured by people I knew from high school but all their units were in marching band uniforms and they asked me why I was on the other side, and if I was there to protect (someone I can't remember who) and I said no, I was there for the Queen of England. And they said 'oh' and then handed me off to a large, pretty red-haired man who reminded me (in the dream) of an rpg character I'd had once who'd been an angel (and for those who know my characters, no it wasn't Seth). He stayed with me and then I realised I'd left the dog in the palace/high school and I needed to go get her, but one of the guys that I'd been in high school with said he'd get her and that I had to stay out here, so I told him where she was and he ran in and then they started bombing the grounds around the school with water bottles and I freaked out that the dog was going to get hurt so I ran away from my red-haired angel and into the school to find her and I couldn't find her anywhere and suddenly the inside of the school that had looked like a palace was now looking like a sewer colony from a movie wherever I opened a door, but the hall still looked the same. Anyway, I couldn't find the dog so I curled up and cried and closed my eyes and I could feel my angel guy had followed me and was hugging me while I cried and finally (in my dream) I fell asleep but I kept hearing this really really loud ringing in my ears and my physical body actually jerked my head while I was asleep, which woke me up a little, and then I fell back asleep to the ringing again and blackness and somewhere in my subconscious I thought that if the ringing was really there and not a dream then I wasn't going to be able to go to work today because of it, and I jerked my head again and woke up again but by that point it was 9:30 so I gave up and got out of bed. LOL
Weird dreams. >.> I blame watching Eddie Izzard right before bed.
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| Well, |
[02 Dec 2006|04:39pm] |
I broke down and bought it. It was 19.99 and I get a discount anyway, so I got FFXI (with two expansions all together in one box). I won't install it until I have FFXII finished because I don't want them vying for my attentions as having WoW and FFXI will do that just fine by themselves without the PS2 involving itself.
And for people on my flist who play WoW, I can be found on three servers usually:
Thorium Brotherhood (3 chars here)
Kargath (usually this one, my main is here as well as 7 others)
Runetotem (1 char here)
For FFXI people, I will let you know when I install it and what server I end up on. :)
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| Aaaahhh. |
[02 Dec 2006|06:27am] |
This is what they call a "god-forsaken hour". Oi vey. Work is opening an hour early today for a special teacher day and of course its the day I have to open. I do get to leave an hour earlier than I usually do, but I still have to get up at 6-effing-AM. Oi.
Sorry I haven't been checking my flist lately. I will try to catch up later today. I have my new computer now. I got it on Thursday and I spent that whole day getting it set up and installing all the fun things. I still have music I need to transfer over at somepoint and some fonts and some emails my mom sent me a while back with good recipes. Then the old computer will be wiped clean and Win XP reinstalled and then I will be selling it to Meru. Woot.
Gotta go now. Meeeeeeh.
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| Whoo. |
[24 Nov 2006|09:56am] |
I just bought a new computer. Another Dell. But it should be able to run WoW better (assuming I get up the motivation to play it more), and I will have more memory and more harddrive space and won't have problems with slow start ups anymore. Yay! I am very excited. I will probably sell the old one. It's still a good computer. A Pentium IV. It just doesn't have a very large harddrive or a lot of RAM (though it has space for more RAM, I don't know that it has space for a bigger harddrive).
Still need to write a review for FFXII so far. I'm loving it. It's great. If you like Tactics, you'll love this.
Now I need a shower, to eat some food and get ready for Black Friday. Work is going to be hellish today.
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| Woo |
[23 Nov 2006|10:34am] |
Happy Thanksgiving to all the Americans on my list!
And... uh... Happy Day to everyone else? LOL. Happy *insert holiday of your choice here* Day! ;)
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| Whee. |
[16 Nov 2006|11:02am] |
I have bought two new shirts from NY&Co. They are pretty. I have some new manga too and I got a bottle of Chianti from the theatre people for helping out this year. ♥ We went to the chinese mart and I got some candy and I bought a pair of nice chopsticks and a picture that has chinese writing on it (the top kanji is 'Ai' in japanese, I dunno the onyomi - cos I suck). I will write a big post about FF12 soon, more indepth review for those interested.
Now we are leaving for Boston. WHEE. But of course it's wet and crappy outside. :P Fucking clouds.
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| Woot. |
[02 Nov 2006|03:47pm] |
I have FFXII now. ♥
Schedule for the next three weeks:
11/2: Happy birthday Seth, though I know you can't see this.
Rehearsal 6-11? Maybe earlier, maybe later. The play is about 3 hours long and it's the dress rehearsal tonight. Curtain goes up at 7:30 sharp.
11/3: Performance 4-11? Gotta be there early to help set up concessions.
11/4: Performance 6-11? Maybe later. Performance is at 8pm so I might not have to be there till 7.
11/5: Performance 12-5? We have to take everything apart because there's school the next day so it all has to be put away and such.
11/6: DAY OFF!!!!!
11/7: 7am-4:30pm work
11/8: 2:30pm-11pm work
11/9: Brush up rehearsal. Time???
11/10: 4-11pm performance!
11/11: 9am-12pm work meeting. 6-11pm performance!
11/12-11/18: Meru comes to visit!!! Strike from 9am till whenever I want to leave on Sunday morning. Party at 5:30pm if we want to go.
Whew. Busy few weeks. x.x Then it's into the holiday season and EEK.
Also, trick or treaters can really suck if they're old enough to buy paint. I had someone decide it would be cute to spray paint (yes SPRAY PAINT) the side of my car with stars. My white car. ;__; Woe.
Maybe at some point in the next year I'll be able to play FFXII... I still have to finish Valkyrie Profile and I started replying FFX again. >.>
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| Note to self: |
[24 Oct 2006|07:27am] |
Write an entry about "Man of the Year" and other such sunderies.
Check your flist - you haven't done it in a while.
Take a nap before the rehearsal tonight.
Try to remember to pack your lunch more often for work.
Blarg. It's 7am.
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| Ugh. |
[21 Oct 2006|09:46am] |
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So, first, I wasn't tired, so I didn't go to bed till around midnight. I read until around 1am and then finally fell asleep around 1:30. Not a huge problem, I didn't have to be up till 10am so I'd still get at least 8 hours of sleep.
Suuuure.
I had a dream that there were bats all over the place. I don't remember the full extent of the dream, just that there were bats. I wake up, somewhere around 6am, and realise the reason I was dreaming about bats was because the radiator was making a high-pitched squeaking sound (we've never turned it on, because our landlady/lord turn have theirs on a thermostat so theirs will kick in all the time and then our apartment will be about 5 degrees hotter than theirs, and my bedroom is right above theirs), so the high-pitched squeaking was making me dream of bats making squeaking noises at me. I put a pillow over my head and rolled over to go back to sleep.
Then I dreamed I was in Belgium again, on a class trip with my friends. The teacher let us off the train to do as we wanted and I went with Maria and one other person to the nearest Tram because I wanted to visit my host family. I was running around trying to figure out which tram we were at so I could see how to get home, when suddenly a whole bunch of school kids come down some stairs to the tram station and among them are my host brothers. They see me and give me a big hug and start asking me questions and stuff and then they start talking to their friends, partially in french, partially in english. Then at the tram stop, I spot Gregori (spanish love of my life) and he says hi and does the embrace greeting (kisses on the cheek), then we talk a little, but he and I are both being shy so I introduce my friends to him and we kind of part because the tram is coming, and then somehow my friends and I miss the tram that my host brothers are getting onto and Gregori was getting on it too, and then I woke up again.
I thought it was probably 9am because all of last week, I kept waking up at 9am. Noooo. It was 8am. I go back to sleep.
Then I dreamt I was in high school again. I remember a few things happening before hand in Maria's backyard with her siblings and her parents being strange (though they were always kind of strange) and then we're walking to school, except we walk to the elementary school, which was now the high school and I go in the basement with Huffman (I can't remember the kids first name, but his last name was Huffman in school), and we're hanging out, looking at comic books, and then we run to gym class and then the next day I go upstairs because I can't remember which locker is mine, and I find it with my name written on it, I open it easily without doing the lock and find lots of presents inside for all the holidays I've missed since I haven't opened my locker in a while, and then I realise I don't remember which class I have first and I don't have my schedule, so I walk by the math room and I find the teacher's gradebook sitting out and the room suddenly has big open spaces in the wall that look out into the hall so you can see the entire class, and the entire school is like one big party, it's all decorated and everyone's running around and stuff. I glance at the book and notice my name is on there and I have like ABABBAAABBA ***** and the last few stars are because I've been missing class and now I'm going to fail. So I run inside with my stuff and grab the teacher and start trying to talk to him and he's all like "there's nothing I can do, blah blah" so I start to cry and he sits down and finally listens to me and I explain to him that I was sick for a few days and then I came back and couldn't remember my class schedule so I was going to gym in the mornings on accident and the teacher never said anything to me about being in the wrong class, and I was really sorry and he knew I was an A student and that I had a 3.8 GPA and blah blah, couldn't I do extra credit or extra homework or something to fix it? And he finally sighed and said he'd see what he could do and I gave him a hug and then ran to my seat and then woke up again.
It was 9:30.
I'm so tired. x.x
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[17 Oct 2006|07:22am] |
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I hate Tuesdays. The one day of the week I have to get up at 7am (so far, it might add Saturdays to that too, but for now just Tuesdays). I only get up at 7am once a week, and so far it's only been about a month since this schedule change. I'm completely, utterly exhausted. I wanted to go back to evenings on Tuesdays once the play is over, but I don't think I'll be able to because of the way they're replacing the other cash lead. Though as it is, I don't even need to work on Tuesdays if their plan goes through, but I will be anyway. Meh
I'm so tired. I went to bed early last night (hah, 12am is early for me). I can never get to sleep until 1 or 2 am anymore, and I"m pretty sure I didn't fall asleep till 1am last night. Which gives me 6 hours of sleep. Not nearly enough. But I can't sleep when I get home at 5 tonight unless I skip dinner before the play. Or unless I skip play rehearsal as well... which is a distinct possibility, but I should go... but I might not. I'm so frikkin' tired. It used to be that whenever my alarm would go off, I would wake up right away and be completely awake a few minutes later... Now, unless I wake up naturally around 9 or 10am, I'm exhausted the rest of the day. I'll be tired driving to work. I'll be tired at work. I'll be tired coming home from work.
*yawn* Mrrr.
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| Katie quote of the morning: |
[04 Oct 2006|10:42am] |
Katie: Anytime you can work hermaphrodite space monkies into your morning, it's a good morning.
(Don't ask, we have the oddest conversations on the planet. We should be recorded and sold as a cult film classic.)
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