work work work sleep work work.....

I dont know if I'm a little insane to take on the office by myself. I guess the insanity goes away when I look at my paycheck :) 44 hours one week, 56 hours the next, holiday pay, premium Sunday pay, it's beautiful. I dont have to worry about but one lazy person working with me, and that will soon be a memory. I guess it feels good to have a very important role in the company, I guess I didnt expect me to be so tired at the end of the day.

I'm still alive and kicking tho ;)

More FIOS

For those of you that hate me for my FIOS internet, I'm getting FIOS TV today ;-)

that is all ;-)

Re-educating oneself...

Howdy folks. I've noticed I havent blogged lately. I'm still breathing, just sort of busy. Since I've changed positions and shifts at work, I operate more like a normal person, working during the day and (supposedly) sleeping at night. If you've been here recently, you'll notice I've been reading the same book for quite some time. I lied. I actually cracked the book open this week, and I feel bad for not doing so sooner. I'm already midway in the book, and I have to say, I miss doing this professionally. I enjoyed the work, I definitely enjoyed the bank account. Dont get me wrong, wallyworld has kept me satisfied so long as my bills get paid. Now, I want more.

I decided it's time to "go to school" again, but instead of going thru the hassles of registering and financial aid, I'm going to do it sitting right here. I started out by going to my favorite bookstore, but then found out half the books I was looking for can be downloaded as an ebook....for way cheaper (I think you know what i'm getting at). Only bought two books and have others on my hard drive. I've printed one book already, however, it taxed my ink cartridges pretty good. Thankfully I have three printers to do the job for me.

So now I have this new (and growing) library of material to get caught up on, and my short term goal is to be prepared by the end of the year to make a move. I dont want to rush into anything or not be savvy enough to handle the real world stuff. Being I've been out of the loop for so long, I have to be ready to show my stuff, guess I'll be looking for some hosting space somewhere for when I start building my portfolio of sorts.

So for now, back to my book.

Losing ones' boyhood....

Yep, Snowflake loses his boyhood tomorrow. Off with his balls. Buttercup isnt a horny cat anymore, but I dont want him getting any ideas with her, spraying up my house. It's bad enough he's ripped my curtains down twice last week. The pole is still hanging from the wall i'm so pissed.

Wonder if he'll get suspicious of the cat carrier.....

Caterpillars....

I guess they blooming a little bit late this year. I almost sat on one at work today, someone is like "look at caterpillar", i jumped up and ran, almost got hit by a car. Now some of my co-workers think i'm a little bit crazy. I am, but they should think that because of my caterpillar fear. Guess I have to find another spot to take my smoke breaks for about a month or so....

I'm truly a basketcase.

Got a scare today...

My granny was rushed to the hospital this evening. Apparently her doctor gave her some new pill to take, but it literally made her go unconscious. Thankfully my mother and brothers were there with her or the outcome would have been far worse. Whatever the pill did, she was sitting in her chair, eyes fixed. My brother didnt think something was right, him, his cousin, my mother all trying to wake her up. My youngest brother is really protective of her, and it really freaked him out. After the ambulance took her away he walked out very upset. I just got back from the hospital, she's doing ok for her 94 years. It's not her time yet.

Women and hygiene

This quick story reminds me of a story I recently read. I was in a Family Dollar store picking up some knick knacks and whatever, I go to stand in line. There's this lady returning some clothes. Now I know I'm not the only woman that would size up another woman. "she has on a cute outfit" or "her hair looks nice". So I get the impression she's a woman that takes care of herself. Good for her. But then she did something that caused her to raise her arm. All I could do is drop my jaw in amazement.......this woman had more hair under her arm that on her damn head, and she had long hair. Not only that, it was kinky hair under her arm. I had to look closer to make sure it wasnt part of her spaghetti strap shirt she was wearing. Nope. The shirt is yellow, this hair was black, with alot of matted deoderant.

So like the first story I read, I'll give this suggestion. Goto the HBA department of Walmart, second aisle. It's loaded with razors. I'll again turn a blind eye and let you steal a whole pack, and I really mean it.

All women: if you mom didnt teach you this, take note......SHAVE YOUR UNDERARMS!!!!!!

No More Blackberry?

Bye-bye, BlackBerry? | CNET News.com

Considering I recently just bought a 7100i I'm already pretty attached to it. Got a bluetooth headset to go with it. I dont think I've been into any of my phones like this one. Now I have to read about this stuff.

I don't think this is funny....I think I'm starting to twitch a little bit now.....

American Idol Fun

wtf!

I have nothing against a person and their interests or whatever, but I could only drop my jaw and tilt my head at this one. I wonder why people mistake him for a guy? (oh yea, and he cant sing)

Do you work here?

This is a question I'm asked on a daily basis at work, and it annoys me to hell!!! As some of my regulars know me, i work for a retailer (hint: they might take over the world). I love it and hate it at the same time for the same reasons: the people i work with and the customers.

I really like my job alot. Believe it or not it keeps me sane, or maybe it used to. I interact with people, help them out whenever necessary, and have alot of friends there. I get to see alot of cute guys coming thru too. Anyway, the customers. I love them, I really do. Sometimes, these same lovely customers make me wanna throw a fucking flag.

On any given night, I can be doing various things that would alert a person that I am an employee: my name badge, my "work tools", working on freight, standing behind the counter, on the phone, making pages, etc. In my mind, i'm thinking "everyone in the area should know i work here, in this very department". I was obviously mistaken. Every single night, I will get someone walk up and ask me "do you work here". Hearing the question usually brings a deep sigh from me, with a rather annoyed "yes" or simple nod. Some of them take it a step further by asking if I work "in this department". As much stuff I do in my department, it just annoys me how they dont think i'm working over there. Do these people think that ordinary people simply walk into this store and volunteer to put stock on the shelves?

Before anyone says it, i'll say it. Yea yea I know if it wasnt for them I wouldnt have a paycheck blah blah blah. Dont get me wrong, I'll do what I have to to make the sale, but it's all for naught when we have the thieving bastards that come thru there everynite.

I sat with security just recently, and watched how a guy (who obviously knows someone on the inside, or he's staked out the area pretty well) use a DEPARTMENT KEY to make off with a prize. Someone is definitely getting wrote up for this one. Either he gained access to this key at some earlier point or someone GAVE it to him. Either way, a head is gonna roll. I just stood in awe watching the tape. I'd like to personally thank that asshole for taking a part of my fucking bonus away from me >:-|

To my beloved customers: Please.....if you see me like you see me everytime you come there, I still work there, don't ask me again. Next time you ask me that, I might just come unglued....

New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin: God mad at America, but also at blacks

WTF??!?

What is this guy's problem? So now hurricanes have specific agendas and target black neighborhoods? I think he been drinking some of that street water or something, cause he sounds like a real jackass...

just some babble

I guess this is my first post of the year, i'm 11 days late. I was gonna do the "reflection of 05" post and my "insight to 06" post, but I was kinda busy at work, and lazy at other times so it just never happened. Maybe one day I'll do one of them.

So I'm sittin here just doing my daily internet thing, reading up on news and a few of my favorite blogs, wishing I'd perhaps get my tax refund early. At least my employer is good for one thing, downloadable w2's weeks before everyone else. I walk into H&R Block to a couple of bored people waiting for a body. In a couple of weeks they will be swamped and my money will be well spent. This year since the bill are ok I'm gonna "upgrade" some things around my place. Been needing a new TV in the living room, get my HTS and maybe even XM Radio. I love listening to it at work since they have a working demo unit there. Get my car worked on, the tranny has been slipping still, needs a good flush. Might even do some upgrading on the computer, the motherboard has been acting suspect lately.

Remember the brother and the girlfriend that was living here? Well, being the nice sister that I am, I felt sorry for my brother having issues with her and not having somewhere to sleep, so I let him come back, now I feel as if I regret that. I know guys can be sloppy or whatever, but DAMN! And I've also learned that girl he messes with is psycho. I tell you one thing, if she calls my house one more time at 3am when i'm home and wakes me up, she's gonna meet Ghetto PCDEBB.....

The job still goes. I love it and hate it at the same time. I had a manager last week that was having some issues with her female friend/lover/fuck buddy. I guess in her heart that was her lover, but in her lovers mind it was just a fuck buddy thing. So she's over the edge, decides to buy a bottle of pills and pop them all. She's walking around like a zombie. Mind you, I feel for her, and now she's in the hospital under a Baker Act (see Florida Baker Act), but killing yourself is the punk way out. Hell, she's got keys to everything in the fucking building. She was having a shitty night, what if she went to sporting goods, got gun and ammunition and popped all of us off, if not herself? What if she simply just dropped dead on us? I'm mad as hell for her doing that to herself, and to us. I hope she gets her act together cause she wont be back to work for a while, if at all. Of course everyone in the store is talking about it, and apparently comparing notes on some of the foul things she's done in the store, so some believe this was her way out since she was about to get canned/reprimanded anyway. When I say foul, i mean messing with people's money and a huge deal of favoritism.

Other babble? Well, umm, I have another cat. Yes, Buttercup (aka Battle Cat) has a playmate. Buttercup is a fatass, she is just a real fatass. I'm surprised she has stamina to play with the new cat (Snowflake) since she's almost 2 and Snowflake is about 3 months or so. he's a cutie, but gets into everything. Too damn curious for his own good. Oh yea, and to show my geekness, they have their own webpages...

Buttercup's Page
Snowflake's Page

I hope I dont turn into that cat lady everyone hates to live by....

All of this should have kept you busy, I'll have more soon, there's always some drama to talk about, or something

It's finally over!

I survived the christmas season this year. People fighting over the cheap stuff they are going to bring back anyway. I havent been to work in a few days (thanx to the evil foot doctor......AGAIN), it will be fun tonite :-\

Parking lot salesmen....

So it seems lately that everytime I'm getting out/in my car in a random parking lot in the area, i'm being approached to buy perfume. This bootleg perfume has been around for years. I remember way back one day I tried it for about two hours and said the hell with it. Well it seems that they are back and they are back in full force! I went to the Walmart Neighborhood Market....they were there when I got out. I walked over to Big Lots, then to Family Dollar, and each time there was a different person approaching me...."excuse me, do you wear perfume?"...."No I'm allergic...."...."well our perfume is blah blah wont irritate blah blah...." no excuse I give them works. The last person that approached me again today, I told him I dont wear perfume, it's against my religion to not be funky all day long, altho I did have body wash in my bag.

These perfumes they sell is the cheap alternatives. "If you like this, you'll LOVE this" type stuff. They are riding around like mexicans packed in the car trying to sell this stuff. One night last week I'm walking into work, and a lady pulling out of the parking lot almost ran my ass over trying to sell to me. She then saw my shirt and my badge and I cut her off before she even got started. "No, I dont want none of that shit, I dont care how good it is, and to get off the fucking property before I get the little old man in the security car to handle you, and he's an ornery old bastard....." Needless to say I havent seen them in that parking lot anymore lol

Wow, new life is AWESOME!!

So today was a slow day, last day of my week-long vacation. I get home and my friend/co-worker/neighbor is finally having contractions, after being a week past her due date. I'm excited, I was getting tired of people asking me three times a day if she had the baby. So me her and the pappy head off to the hospital around midnite. She's 6 centimeters, so we start taking bets on what time the little one will be arriving. I say 4 am from the start, he says like 9am or so. few hours later she's 8 cm. they go ahead and break her water, it's about 3am. I'm thinking "i'm gonna win the bet". Well at about 3:25am, the nurse notices the monitor thing is acting up. either the little one is pissed cause her water is gone, or she's ready. doc checks her, she's fully dialated, it's time!! Mind you, I'm like "i'll stand over there" pointing to an area outside the room, but he talked me into staying, so I positioned myself near her like a coach or something. I havent had any kids yet, i'm not ready to see something messy. But geesus, she didn't give us time to decide!!

Two or three pushes and 10 minutes later we have 6 pounds 13 ounces of beautiful baby girl. I know the baby's name, but I dont know how to pronounce it let alone spell it. But man, I almost cried when I saw it. I had an experience I wasnt expecting to be witness to, but damn it was awesome to be there!

Here we go again....

Just when we thought we had escaped one this year........ 

Dealing with the needle

A few weeks ago I had to leave work early because of the massive headache that was taking over and go get checked out in the ER. My blood pressure was very high, and so was my blood sugar. They gave me a pill to lower my pressure then sent me on my way. My sugar levels bothered me so I scheduled to see the doctor this past Friday. Anytime I goto the doctor I go early, and don't eat anything past midnite the night before so I can get a fasting blood sugar. Well, after almost 12 hours of not eating, my sugar was still 427. I had the threat the last time I saw her, so I knew what she was gonna say: time to put me on insulin :-( I knew it was coming, so I didnt argue, but when I paid for the insulin, needles, etc, my wallet definitely wanted to argue!! I'm glad they dont have me on the regular needle/syringe. That made me feel like a junkie or something, so I have what I think they call a pen needle thingy. As long as the needle doesnt hurt going in.....

So now it's four days later, and I'm still having to get used it. I guess having a sugar level of 300+ all the time I was used to the unhealthy way. I've emptied my kitchen of things I don't need: the 10 pound bag of sugar my brother bought before his quick exit of my home, the 2 liter sodas, bucket of ice cream (grrr), stuff that now have skull and crossbones on the front. Now it's Crystal light....which isnt all that bad, and my box of blue packets of sugar substitute. Now I have to get into reading labels too. What fun. I even went so far as to get my ass kicked in raquetball with my brother. This was Sunday, and today I'm still sore. I'm warmed up now, next time i'm kicking HIS ass!! I'll let you all know so you can visit me in the hospital afterwards.....

this might be goodbye

just in case those that care, this might be the last time you see/hear from me for a while...if at all. nothin can describe what i am experiencing, it is way too much for me to bear. my heart is weak, my soul is leaving and my mind is lost. I cant stand to take any more punishment I have gone thru in recent memory, its just not fair. i've done all i can to do right, live right and have hope. i dont know if its bad luck or some curse, it's just not fair. To those that have been friends to me, bless you all.

oh HELL nah!!!!

So my brother and his lady are still here. Things are worked out and they plan to be out in a few days. Well, I think that might change in a jiffy.

I am really paranoid about my computer and all, i dont visit iffy sights, etc. The first thing i do when I get in from work is check my email. Well, there are two new icons on the desktop....poker icons. I open task manager and what do I find? two suspicious files, and KAZAA!!!! I open up IE and have three new toolbars. Now a full security scan is underway, Lord knows what I'm infected with, and I'm pissed. I've gotten over them eating my food, I've gotten over her leaving her bra and panties on my bathroom sink, but to fuck up my computer?? OH HELL NAH!!!!!

Update: the findings....

MySearch
Altnet
Toolbar.404search
Need2find
VX2
AllnetBDE
some overdrive file or something for MTV

i'm about to break.....

this is one nasty slob b*tch my brother goes out with. this isnt some f*cking fleabag motel. Don't leave your f*cking dirty bra and panties in my f*cking bathroom!!!!!!!!!!!!! You nasty b*tch!!!! When i leave for work tonite, you will not be in my house. So sorry!! >:-|