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Cuz I just did that. I was trying to send an email to a dear friend, clicked a button and it said WOAH CRAP STOP ARE YOU SURE? so I actually looked to see what button it was and it wasn't the send button, it was the delete button so I yelled said loudly "WHERE IS THE SEND BUTTON?" and then I found it. Because you know, I'm a total n00b  at gmail or something.

Today is a crap day, in case you were wondering. There's not nearly enough chocolate in this house and far too much sobriety.

At which point does it start looking up? I mean, I've been a pretty okay kid, right...? So why am I not being cut a break? How far down do I have to go before I can start climbing up? Any advice?
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You know, I've started this post half a dozen times. I just don't know what to say. I want to bitch and moan about my dad and how he keeps spending money I keep telling him we don't have and keeps putting his account into the red so I have to piece meal the shit out of my savings and have now spent around $300 on overdraft charges and there I got it off my chest.

Let's talk about happier things, shall we?

I work in Cubicleland. Gray cubicles (and floors and walls and ceiling) as far as the eye can see. We're rearranging/rebuilding some (most) of the cubes (except mine) on the floor to get ready for the sale that managers won't admit is going to happen probably this fall ( I mean, who paints a stairwell just because? Really?) and it's quite noisy and busy on the floor right now. I love how some of them are being rearranged - it's been needed for a long time - but, for example, I almost walked into one of the new cubes today. So, I'm awesome.

Change seems to be a recurring theme in my life right now. So, I think my bank account needs to change into having some money. See what I did there?

I splurged on a stack of trashy magazines today. God, I love magaznies. Bought Cosmo, Elle, InStyle and People. I always get Cosmo and a People, but I haven't read Elle or InStyle in eons, so I thought "hey why not." My best friend is abandoning me tomorrow and my boyfriend is abandoning me tomorrow, sooo I need something to do and this something shall be wear a beauty mask, eat unhealthy food and read trashy magazines. God, I'm so LA.

ETA: To show you the depths of my maturity, let me show you my eats today: breakfast broccoli (eesh I hate spelling that word) and carrots with spinach dip; dinner peanut butter cookie and iced tea; supper green pepper slices with a balsamic viniagrette, a third of a box of mac and cheese spirals and a handful of tortilla chips. RAWK. The theme today?: Lazy.
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I am removing the FO-status from my LJ because I just don't care anymore. I will over the next short while open up whatever entries I deem worthy of being public. Some, of course, will remain private or custom or FO.
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I am SO irritated. The one thing I could NOT find at the grocery store was a peach. Apricots? Yes. All sorts of (mm) tomatoes? Yes. Onions (ew) out the wazoo? Yes. Which reminds me, got an excellent summer salad suggestion from a friend of mine: cucumbers, onions (ew, bypass,) avocado and tomatoes in a balsamic vinaigrette. I am super excited to try this for supper.

But no peaches!

Am I like way out of season here? As far as I'm concerned, summer = peaches, so I WANT A PEACH.

I'm over it. Not really, but I'll pretend for your sake.

Also got a really pretty ring I've been coveting for a couple weeks now (thank you, Discover) and the makeup store had Buy 2 Get 2 on house products, so being the junkie I am, I got four new nail polishes. All cheerful shades of dark purple, dark burgundy, dark, shimmery teal and super dark midnight blue. I'M SO CHEERFUL.

So, now I'm home and I have crap to do. I much prefer the shopping, wandering part of the day better.

Also? It is hella hot. And I normally don't overly mind the hot weather but DAMN. Hi, August.
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Scheduled today off, quite some time ago - thank god - and I woke up about 30 minutes ago. Which, if you know me, is majorly sleeping in.

It went from low-60s and misty and rainy (think London) on Friday to a low of 75 this morning with an eventually high of 90 with a dew point in the 70s, which will bump the heat index ("how the temperature feels," to those who live in areas without humidity,) up to around 100. And sunny. (Think New Orleans.)

Now, I have no problem with summer weather, theoretically. Every season gets its due, it's good for a change, etc. But this is August weather, after a quite lovely spate of October weather. Quite frankly, I'm not ready.

Anyway, I'll dress for it, in a dress, ponytail, sandals and spf.

The name of the game today is relaxation. And for me, relaxation is shopping. Not even buying anything, just wandering around and seeing what's out there. Contemplating a white purse (of course, it's me. Wouldn't be me if bags weren't in the picture.) and a peach. I REALLY want a peach.
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 I only have one 2010 goal:

1) Survive
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Also, y'all need to pray for my dad to get a job because there's a new bedding set I *really* want but I'm being good and paying for his utilities instead.

Also, purses. Omg, I've bought so many designer bags in the last six months. I can has rehab??
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Part of the reason for my disappearance from all things digital (email, LJ, Yahoo...I've managed to stay on Twitter only because I have the attention span of a gnat anymore. Which brings me to the question: do gnats have attention spans? Do you see why  I don't get anything done?) is that I've had a severe lack of motivation.

Severe enough that I'd call it depression,  I suppose.

I'm not going to bore you with all of the well, boring, details, but I'll sum it up a bit.

Most of you know my dad had a massive stroke on 12/30/09. He was released from the hospital 1/21/10, it was determined he's not quite able to live on his own, so I moved back home. He had another "mini-stroke" (TIA) a couple weeks later. He's recovering well. Still has no use of his left arm, but it's coming back, slowly but surely. He was fired from his job of six years under suspicious circumstances, which I'm not able to talk about as we're pursuing suit. He's gone on a few job interviews, and a couple of them look promising, so cross your fingers. Other personal stuff I'm not quite ready/able to talk about. Blah blah blah.

But in the past couple of weeks, I've noticed a bit of a return. Able to get stuff done when I need to, not just look at a pile and say "eh." Work is stressful (for reasons unrelated to my dad) and home life is stressful and I have more gray hairs than one my age should rightfully have, but I'm starting to look up again.

I hesitate to get my hopes up, because I'm going to be quite honest with you. If my dad doesn't get a job in the next two weeks, we're going to lose the house and most everything we own. So, there's that.

He feels good about an interview he went on this past week, two in fact, so I'm going to feel good, too.

If this experience has taught me anything, it's that I'm perfectly satisfied with my desire to never have children. As bad as that sounds.

But, keep in mind, I'm still here. And I'll try to be around more.


May. 22nd, 2010 04:20 pm
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Why can't I quit you?


May. 22nd, 2010 02:29 pm
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This is
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What? I don't even...
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I need to spend more time around here. Maybe I'll do a real post! 

Haha, good one.

ETA: It occured to me, when entering my music in the post-y box doohickey that a large, large number of my songs on my iTunes are sad, somewhat depressing songs. You people need to give me cheerful music.

P.S. Does anyone else hate the new "iTunes DJ" as much as I do? Anyone?
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A lovely birthday to my good friend [ profile] goodtoast. You have an awesome birth date and I hope you use it to your fullest advantage! =D Have a great day!

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Not calendar month, of course, as this one is only 6 days old (I think? I have no idea what day it is and I can't be bothered to look) but 30-days-month. Truth be told, I'm having one of those years. 2010 has started inauspiciously at best.

Dad's doing well. Much better, but he still won't talk about work, or not much. That worries me, as I can't fully support him and his household. But any comment I make regarding that fact, and the fact that the end of his 12 weeks of FMLA is rapidly approaching (within the month) and he seems unmoved in that regard.

I hurt my back last week, so that's always fun. It's finally starting to feel better, so I'm pulling back on the drugs. I have a super-high tolerance to painkillers, like, ridiculously so (4 - 6 Excedrin Migraine to take the edge off of a headache, for example) so you can imagine the number of muscle relaxers and painkillers I've been ingesting. Better, though.

Discombobulated is a good word. Quixotic as well. Just weird.

On my birthday card, my grandmother wrote "I know you think your life sucks." And that bothers me. I don't think my life sucks. I think it could be a lot worse. Yes, it's somewhat stressful right now, but it's been worse. That got better and this will, too. This, too, shall pass.

I'm still not completely unpacked from my move. I just don't have the energy to come home and do it, you know? That'll pass, too. It's almost Spring and that's what I'm holding onto. I despise Winter. But it also doesn't feel like it should almost be Spring already.

It's already March. Can you believe it? Three months into 2010 already. By the next time we blink, it'll be 2011. Weird.

Like I said, discombobulated.
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 I approve. Man, that was freaking epic. Good job, Canada!
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I'm a bit late, but here's hoping my dear [ profile] emmy_bemmy  had a brilliantly wonderful birthday!


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