I'm off for another exciting weekend. I hope to have some good stories for you. On the agenda:
Tomorrow a man is going to come and get the goat for a weekend test run. I don't think he realizes how much trouble a goat is, even though I tried to tell him. I have another lead just in case.
I hope to get a pedicure. then it's wedding stuff.
Saturday is the wedding. nuff said.
Sunday, a day at the beach. hope i don't get another sunburn!
Monday BBQ at a friend's hous. should be fun and uneventful. still hopeing I don't get a sunburn
I'll be back on tuesday. Happy 4th of July to my American readers, um...have a good weekend to those outside the USA!!
Thursday, June 30, 2005
I didn't have a title for this post. I have been wanting to discuss it for awhile.
I have a friend who is going through a divorce. I may have mentioned him before as I am currently guardien of all the damaging emails his ex wife sent to her lover.
This is why I am confused. Women. Flock to him. He's seeing so many he gets them confused. He makes dates with more than one in an evening. One leaves and another comes over. They don't know about each other (I told him to drop the psycho one and get a datebook). Part of my confusion stems from the fact that I don't find this person at all attractive. He's a nice guy, but not attractive to me. The other part of my confusion is the part where I ask, "why him and not me?" the situation with T and E being a rare occation, I usually go months between dates. Some tell me I am too picky. But I don't consider it picky that I don't want to go out with 40 year old chubby bald guys that tell me they want to be my chair in a bar.
One nice thing about having a playboy friend is that I asked him where I should take T for his birthday and he had a whole list of places. We have reservations on Wednesday. Per our discussion, no birthday hooplah. And no expectations. I will have them anyway, I can't help it. good timing though, I have a couseling appointment the next night. I think I'm going to need it.
I have a friend who is going through a divorce. I may have mentioned him before as I am currently guardien of all the damaging emails his ex wife sent to her lover.
This is why I am confused. Women. Flock to him. He's seeing so many he gets them confused. He makes dates with more than one in an evening. One leaves and another comes over. They don't know about each other (I told him to drop the psycho one and get a datebook). Part of my confusion stems from the fact that I don't find this person at all attractive. He's a nice guy, but not attractive to me. The other part of my confusion is the part where I ask, "why him and not me?" the situation with T and E being a rare occation, I usually go months between dates. Some tell me I am too picky. But I don't consider it picky that I don't want to go out with 40 year old chubby bald guys that tell me they want to be my chair in a bar.
One nice thing about having a playboy friend is that I asked him where I should take T for his birthday and he had a whole list of places. We have reservations on Wednesday. Per our discussion, no birthday hooplah. And no expectations. I will have them anyway, I can't help it. good timing though, I have a couseling appointment the next night. I think I'm going to need it.
Another bossless day
Found this at LuckySpinster:
create your own personalized map of the USA
Wow. I need to get out more.
I also need to find the following restraunt:
Excellent food, reasonable price, good atmosphere without too much noise so there can be conversation.
I'm taking T out to dinner next week for his "I'm not celebrating my birthday" birthday. I am doing this with the full understanding that I will likely go home crying.(He is not mean, but if he doesn't say he would like to see me again or something to that effect, it will break my heart.) I am doing this with the understanding that if I go home crying, I will have to end our friendship because it hurts me too much. I had hoped that I was bigger, better, stronger than that. but apparently I am not. And if there is no indication next week of a possibility for the future, then I know I have to count my losses, gather my pride and move on. Which means that I can't have any contact since every email gives me hope. And every misplaced hope turns into tears later. it's been nearly two months. We were only together for three. I should be done being weepy. I am not an emotional individual. Really, I should be quite over this by now.
create your own personalized map of the USA
Wow. I need to get out more.
I also need to find the following restraunt:
Excellent food, reasonable price, good atmosphere without too much noise so there can be conversation.
I'm taking T out to dinner next week for his "I'm not celebrating my birthday" birthday. I am doing this with the full understanding that I will likely go home crying.(He is not mean, but if he doesn't say he would like to see me again or something to that effect, it will break my heart.) I am doing this with the understanding that if I go home crying, I will have to end our friendship because it hurts me too much. I had hoped that I was bigger, better, stronger than that. but apparently I am not. And if there is no indication next week of a possibility for the future, then I know I have to count my losses, gather my pride and move on. Which means that I can't have any contact since every email gives me hope. And every misplaced hope turns into tears later. it's been nearly two months. We were only together for three. I should be done being weepy. I am not an emotional individual. Really, I should be quite over this by now.
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
ick
I think someone was feeding me dog food while I was sleeping last night. blah. Not that I got very much sleep. Nothing worse than insomnia.
Another landlord Update
Apparently my step brother went to landlord's house for a visit. here's how it went:
"How do you know where I live?"
"Your daughter told me"
"Well, I'm going to bed right now"
then he slammed the door in my brother's face. hmm. I am feeling more and more like it is a blessing that I will be moving at the end of my lease. I don't think I want the kind of people that they are turning out to be in my life, even if they are a fringe element.
on a happy note, I got to play with sand paper and wood putty today (damn desk snagged my nylons AGAIN!). I feel content.
"How do you know where I live?"
"Your daughter told me"
"Well, I'm going to bed right now"
then he slammed the door in my brother's face. hmm. I am feeling more and more like it is a blessing that I will be moving at the end of my lease. I don't think I want the kind of people that they are turning out to be in my life, even if they are a fringe element.
on a happy note, I got to play with sand paper and wood putty today (damn desk snagged my nylons AGAIN!). I feel content.
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Rebellion
I am eating a poppyseed muffin today. And it tastes gooood. Why is this rebellious? Because if I get randomly drug tested in the next couple of days, those poppyseeds are going to show up as opiates and my company doesn't consider muffins an excuse.
Meanwhile, I was brought a next full of fledgeling swallows this morning. The lady who brought them didn't seem to appriciate that I wanted to return them to where they were found so that nature could take it's course. She said to me, (a bit coldly, actually)"I guess they're in God's hands then" and I said "yes. and sometimes that is the best place for them to be"
I have learned from the saving of animals that unless it was human intervention that caused thier problem, it is often best to let nature take it's course. Mother birds push thier babies out of the nest to teach them to fly. While it is highly likely that the dog will eat them, that's nature. I don't have to like it, and I would never harm the birds directly, (unless they needed to be put to sleep like a gopher I once knew) But I also understand that some just won't make it. And with all the swallow nests there are around here, I think plenty will. It's hard to let nature take it's course. But honestly, since this place was built, we have had more and more swallows come here each year. Which means more pairs are mating and raising successful nests. If each nest has 4 babies, and there are at least 100 nests, that's 400 new swallows. If even 10% of those die, that's still 360 swallows, 300 of which will likely come back next year along with maybe half the original 100...that's a lot of bird shit. So lady, don't be angry with me for allowing nature to take it's course. dogs eat stuff (especially this one). The stronges survive. For me to take care of these birds would meanmissing work time, tending them at home (the last ones I brought home kept me up all night), which means less time I can spend with my existing pets, and so on. Thankfully, the Landscape manager agreed to take care of them, so they are out of my hands. But I want to know what it is about people that they cannot leave well enough alone?
Meanwhile, I was brought a next full of fledgeling swallows this morning. The lady who brought them didn't seem to appriciate that I wanted to return them to where they were found so that nature could take it's course. She said to me, (a bit coldly, actually)"I guess they're in God's hands then" and I said "yes. and sometimes that is the best place for them to be"
I have learned from the saving of animals that unless it was human intervention that caused thier problem, it is often best to let nature take it's course. Mother birds push thier babies out of the nest to teach them to fly. While it is highly likely that the dog will eat them, that's nature. I don't have to like it, and I would never harm the birds directly, (unless they needed to be put to sleep like a gopher I once knew) But I also understand that some just won't make it. And with all the swallow nests there are around here, I think plenty will. It's hard to let nature take it's course. But honestly, since this place was built, we have had more and more swallows come here each year. Which means more pairs are mating and raising successful nests. If each nest has 4 babies, and there are at least 100 nests, that's 400 new swallows. If even 10% of those die, that's still 360 swallows, 300 of which will likely come back next year along with maybe half the original 100...that's a lot of bird shit. So lady, don't be angry with me for allowing nature to take it's course. dogs eat stuff (especially this one). The stronges survive. For me to take care of these birds would meanmissing work time, tending them at home (the last ones I brought home kept me up all night), which means less time I can spend with my existing pets, and so on. Thankfully, the Landscape manager agreed to take care of them, so they are out of my hands. But I want to know what it is about people that they cannot leave well enough alone?
Monday, June 27, 2005
Ahh. What a Weekend
It was SO nice not haveing to do anything this weekend (except listen to the goat cry ALL DAY Saturday)
I worked on the office side of soap stuff. I saw Batman Returns. I took a nap. I went to the swap meet. My mom bought me a bunny. Everyone, meet Jack. (pictures someday, perhaps)He's snuggly.
contimplated asking T and his Best Friend to a baseball game, but decided it was not in my best interest. I do plan to ask him to dinner for his birthday though. I can't help but be excited to maybe get to see him even though I know that too may not be in my best interest.
Woke up Saturday feeling much better after my terribly cranky Friday. I have decided that I am depressed and that is why life hurts so badly right now. Having been depressed before, I know I can deal with it and make it through.
So I guess things are pretty much back to normal.
I worked on the office side of soap stuff. I saw Batman Returns. I took a nap. I went to the swap meet. My mom bought me a bunny. Everyone, meet Jack. (pictures someday, perhaps)He's snuggly.
contimplated asking T and his Best Friend to a baseball game, but decided it was not in my best interest. I do plan to ask him to dinner for his birthday though. I can't help but be excited to maybe get to see him even though I know that too may not be in my best interest.
Woke up Saturday feeling much better after my terribly cranky Friday. I have decided that I am depressed and that is why life hurts so badly right now. Having been depressed before, I know I can deal with it and make it through.
So I guess things are pretty much back to normal.
Friday, June 24, 2005
What is wrong with me??
It is completely unlike me to be in this horrible of a mood for this long. I don't know what is wrong with me. All week long I have been irritable, weepy, cranky, and today, I'm somewhat angry and somewhat "don't give a fuck".
I don't want to work, I don't want to knit, spin, make soap, play with the dog or the goat. I don't want to shop (course I'm broke so that's a good thing)Don't want to go out, don't want to stay in. I am annoyed with my friend (see posts below). Too early for PMS, I'm thinking it's a good thing I don't have a boyfriend because I don't even want to be around me. I couldn't even come up with Wednesday Fun this week so I had to send off some lame ass have a good weekend message with a pathetic attempt at humor when I discussed tormenting my goat. Blah. blah blah blah.
Ugh. I tried taking a nap yesterday , but that didn't help, and then I ended up sobbing after I watched "The Bachelor".
I hope this is just growing pains, and that I will get out of this slumo soon because I am driving myself crazy.
I don't want to work, I don't want to knit, spin, make soap, play with the dog or the goat. I don't want to shop (course I'm broke so that's a good thing)Don't want to go out, don't want to stay in. I am annoyed with my friend (see posts below). Too early for PMS, I'm thinking it's a good thing I don't have a boyfriend because I don't even want to be around me. I couldn't even come up with Wednesday Fun this week so I had to send off some lame ass have a good weekend message with a pathetic attempt at humor when I discussed tormenting my goat. Blah. blah blah blah.
Ugh. I tried taking a nap yesterday , but that didn't help, and then I ended up sobbing after I watched "The Bachelor".
I hope this is just growing pains, and that I will get out of this slumo soon because I am driving myself crazy.
Work Quote of the Day
To be taken completely out of contex, of course.
"if it doesn't come the first time, and you force it and it breaks..."
Thank you Grace for providing me a giggle. She was talking about the lock in the door that is broken.
"if it doesn't come the first time, and you force it and it breaks..."
Thank you Grace for providing me a giggle. She was talking about the lock in the door that is broken.
Whoa!
So to avoid horrid smells and the jet engine toilet, I haev started using the far away restroom. It is also good for my figure. Today, however, as I was leaving, I happened to glance down and see a ginormous bug on the floor. Ginormous. like 3 inches long and 2 inched wide. some sort of beetle, which my biologist sister would argue is not a bug at all but an insect, whatever. It wasn't a roach, just huge bug, the likes of which we do get in the countryside where I work. I would have zeroed in for a closer look but there was someone in that stall and I am not one to lurk in bathrooms.
The question being, do I risk giant bugs or horrid smells and a scary toilet? I think I'll take the bug.
The question being, do I risk giant bugs or horrid smells and a scary toilet? I think I'll take the bug.
ARRGH!
I realize I am not perfect and don't always catch all the stuff I am supposed to do as part of my job (I have a lot of crumbs to keep track of) But is it really so hard to remember that Certain Work orders have to go through me? especially when I have told you like, once a week since that decision was made? There's a reason for it. Follow the proceedure!
While I realize this post only makes sense to me, I don't have any real authority to yell at people at work so I have to do it into cyber space.
While I realize this post only makes sense to me, I don't have any real authority to yell at people at work so I have to do it into cyber space.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
Landlord update
Sargini wanted to know:
My landlord called a mutual friend who relayed the following message to my step dad:
"I miss your company but I don't want to venture into enemy territory"
To which Poo responded, "If you don't like my daughter, you don't like me"
Lines have been drawn. Texas style.
Meanwhile, I didn't know I was the enemy, but what did I expect for having threatened to slap a restraining order on his wife, and it occurred to me that although I have said that I don't have a problem with him, his reply could be, "if you don't like my wife, you don't like me" so... I'm not really sure what he thinks he would have done if his landlord trespassed on his property and all that, but whatever, I will finish my lease and be out of there.
and that, my friends, is all until tomorrow.
My landlord called a mutual friend who relayed the following message to my step dad:
"I miss your company but I don't want to venture into enemy territory"
To which Poo responded, "If you don't like my daughter, you don't like me"
Lines have been drawn. Texas style.
Meanwhile, I didn't know I was the enemy, but what did I expect for having threatened to slap a restraining order on his wife, and it occurred to me that although I have said that I don't have a problem with him, his reply could be, "if you don't like my wife, you don't like me" so... I'm not really sure what he thinks he would have done if his landlord trespassed on his property and all that, but whatever, I will finish my lease and be out of there.
and that, my friends, is all until tomorrow.
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Caught
So I got caught flipping through a catalog while my copies were being made. I played it off like I wasn't doing anything wrong, but I am concerned that it will bite me in the butt later. HOWEVER it occurred to me that at least I didn't get caught reading the dicipline letter that was sitting on the admin's desk. No, I didn't read it at all. but I have to admit, sometimes it's tempting to peek!
the friend
She is meeting with an ex tomorrow, and wondered what to wear, wanting something to make him squirma a little. I think she is setting herself up for hurt, so I just keep my mouth shut and tell her to have fun, but I feel like I am lying to her when I smile and wish her luck. After all, he ended things with her when his ex came back and wanted to reunite and he treated her in a disrespectful manner so I don't understand why she would want to be friends when I know it is better for her when they don't have contact. I don't want to judge, this is none of my business. and there is nothing I can do, she has to make her own choices, but I have to hear about them.
Meanwhile I question the health of my friendship with T even though I am thrilled to be talking to him because it makes me wonder if I am not getting false hopes. But I did promise myself that If I do ever see him again face to face for whatever reason, that I will not "dress up" that I will wear what I would wear to meet any friend of mine because I don't believe that an outfit will change his mind about me. And I don't want to look nice out of spite just to make him wish he was with me...But then the relationship and situation between he and I are completely different as he has not treated me with anything but respect and he did not toss me aside for another woman. I fear he has met someone new. I want him to be happy, but if you want the full truth, I want him to be happy WITH ME. My brain says to accept and move on, but there's a little girl in my heart that is throwing a tantrum saying, "no no no!!" So the harder I try the harder it is and the more upset I become until I am so worked up that I pace my house searching for an answer that will not come...
Such is the agony I have had over the last month. It won't be long before we will have been apart as long, and then longer than we were together and then what? There comes a point what one becomes quite pathetic. And I don't want that...
Meanwhile I question the health of my friendship with T even though I am thrilled to be talking to him because it makes me wonder if I am not getting false hopes. But I did promise myself that If I do ever see him again face to face for whatever reason, that I will not "dress up" that I will wear what I would wear to meet any friend of mine because I don't believe that an outfit will change his mind about me. And I don't want to look nice out of spite just to make him wish he was with me...But then the relationship and situation between he and I are completely different as he has not treated me with anything but respect and he did not toss me aside for another woman. I fear he has met someone new. I want him to be happy, but if you want the full truth, I want him to be happy WITH ME. My brain says to accept and move on, but there's a little girl in my heart that is throwing a tantrum saying, "no no no!!" So the harder I try the harder it is and the more upset I become until I am so worked up that I pace my house searching for an answer that will not come...
Such is the agony I have had over the last month. It won't be long before we will have been apart as long, and then longer than we were together and then what? There comes a point what one becomes quite pathetic. And I don't want that...
I have a friend. and her life is pure drama. Not fun drama like I tend to have on occation, (I consider the goat to be fun drama) but mega drama.
I have known her for about a year now, and I often see her making choices that will lead to more drama for her. I know she does the best that she can and in a lot of ways I am very impressed with her. But I know that there are times when she could save herself heartache if she would just think about what she is doing. But quite honestly, I no longer think I have the answers and in some cases she makes the decisions that I think I would make in her shoes. (even though I would like to pretend that I wouldn't) And maybe that is the real reason get frustrated, because I would be doing the same thing if I were her and I know that would be foolish!
So I will just keep my mouth shut, and listen, so that I am not a hippocrite. But I do get a little weary of the constant drama. I wonder if others feel the same about me...
I guess that's why I don't talk about how I check my email constantly hoping the T has written. Or talk about any of the other madness that goes through my head where he is involved, because, what good does it do but make me droll and fustrating?
I have known her for about a year now, and I often see her making choices that will lead to more drama for her. I know she does the best that she can and in a lot of ways I am very impressed with her. But I know that there are times when she could save herself heartache if she would just think about what she is doing. But quite honestly, I no longer think I have the answers and in some cases she makes the decisions that I think I would make in her shoes. (even though I would like to pretend that I wouldn't) And maybe that is the real reason get frustrated, because I would be doing the same thing if I were her and I know that would be foolish!
So I will just keep my mouth shut, and listen, so that I am not a hippocrite. But I do get a little weary of the constant drama. I wonder if others feel the same about me...
I guess that's why I don't talk about how I check my email constantly hoping the T has written. Or talk about any of the other madness that goes through my head where he is involved, because, what good does it do but make me droll and fustrating?
BUNCO!
Previously thought of as a game for old ladies, I can tell you that this is a lot of fun. There was screaming, yealling, beer and yummy food. I like Bunco and I am looking forward to playing every month with my new bonco group. I think the oldest woman there was in her early 40's, maybe thirties, with the rest of us around or under 30. It was fun regardless and denfinately worth the $5 a month plus secret pal gift. (supposed to be under $5)It's good to be making new friends. I didn't get any Bunco's, for those of you who know what that is, but I did get to yell when other people did!
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
more work stuff
So my roomate, who works at my work (of course) asked me one night what I thought of his coworker K.
He seems like a nice fellow, and he isn't bad looking, but he is a coworker and he also works for my mom.
Now, when I see him, I feel embarassed. Not shy, I am not interested, but embarassed that perhaps he asked about me (not that boy roomie couldn't have been matchmaking). So when he came to my office and requested documents, I wondered why he came over instead of someone else as per usual.
Work politics sure can suck.
He seems like a nice fellow, and he isn't bad looking, but he is a coworker and he also works for my mom.
Now, when I see him, I feel embarassed. Not shy, I am not interested, but embarassed that perhaps he asked about me (not that boy roomie couldn't have been matchmaking). So when he came to my office and requested documents, I wondered why he came over instead of someone else as per usual.
Work politics sure can suck.
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