Friday, March 11, 2005

asking

in advance does not work. my birthday falls on good friday this year. it's cool because i get a three day weekend, it's bad because it's easter weekend and i live five hours from home. i brought this up to my family two months ago. i needed to know how to plan my birthday celebrations and hanging out with the family. everyone was going to come up here so i could party at night and visit during the day. i was planning a duo birthday party with the musician and everything. well, i've got mail and it says that sis #4 (who would have been the hostess here) has decided that she wants to go there. hello? why do you think i asked before? now everything is messed up and i don't know what to do. i want to spend my birthday with the girl, i want to see my parents. the girl offered to go home with me, but she has to work on friday and i know that she wants to be with her family. the girl also has taken the time to plan something on friday night and i don't want to ditch on that. three day weekends home don't come up too often. i can always take a friday off and do that, but then not everyone is there. i can't make a decision and i am tinkering with all the plans so that i don't have to make one until the day actually comes. so now everyone is just on hold and that sucks for them too.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

finally

i can close the chapter of the princess bitch. i think. for the last two days, my free time has been spent going back and forth on emails arguing with an old friend. i would send facts about an event and she would send back jabs at my character. i finally sent back defense of my character with a message stating that she shouldn't contact me again. i give her one month. remember how i dropped my phone and it's been acting funny, well the other day the antenna fell off. this was during a grocery shopping trip. some kid threw his jacket on our cart thinking that it was his mom's. well, i moved the jacket and later i smelled something bad times twenty on my hands. it was disgusting. i washed them about ten times all the while blaming the kid. then we went to put away the groceries and there was the smell again. the girl found out that one of my chicken cordon blue packages had been open for quite some time and there was some mold all over it. damn it! even though i know there is nothing wrong with the rest of them......i'm not feeling so good about eating them. then the next day at work i broke my pager. i'm not so sad about that, but i am on some sort of roll. little big man is trying to change after he read all of his bad reviews from us. it's pretty funny because you can tell that he wants to get really mad and that he takes some sort of time out and calms down and we haven't experienced any backlash yet. i do still have a complaint though. he's being super nice and telling the village idiot no fingers man that he is doing a really good job on stuff. he just told him that he is picking up power point really well. that's great. he's had someone's secretary over there helping him the whole time. at least this is funny.

Monday, March 07, 2005

cell

phone shopping is taking up my day. i welcome it though. a little over a week ago i dropped my phone on concrete for the eleventh time and i think it's done with my abuse. although people claim to be able to hear me just fine.....i can't always hear them. it's like my phone goes off and then comes back on in spurts. i don't hear anything. i can tell when people answer the phone, but i miss out on the delight of hearing their greeting. my conversations go as follows "i know that you can hear me, but i can't hear you. i am driving around the corner so come downstairs. it's ok if you need a few minutes and if this is your voice mail.....later it is then." "i can't hear you, but happy birthday!! ok. i guess i'll chat with you later." "how was your vacation? (long silence then take a guess) that's neat. (repeat) really? that's fun!" hopefully my mom wasn't telling me that my dad continued to be sick and spent the whole time in the hotel room with diarrhea. i wasn't crazy over getting a souvenir anyway.