It's hump day. Yea, so what. That's my attitude today. I just don't care.
I'm tired, I have a headache, and I would rather be at home cuddled in a blanket and a remote control. I had a great idea for today's blog at about 10:00pm last night, but when I woke up this morning I totally forgot what it was even about. And as I wrote today's blog in my head last night I did give it consideration to, well, you know, write it down? But, I didn't and now I'm sitting here with nothing to blog about. You've heard it all already- yea, I'm broke. Yea, winter sucks. Yea, my eye is better thankyouverymuch. Yea, the guys on American Idol still suck. Christ. What has happened to my life? I've become ten steps less interesting than the latest news about Anna Nicole's dead body. I mean, shit, that woman is more exciting dead than I am alive. How the fuck does that happen? I think it's just a feel sorry for myself morning.
I guess I'm a little sad that Dennis is going to be gone from 3:00am tomorrow morning until Friday night. And I'm not sure why this bothers me - probably because if I thought my life was boring before he goes for a day, it's going to be extremely boring when he's gone. I love that guy. I really do. Even in the worst of times he can still make me laugh my ass off. He's going to some place in the upper UP to test out some Case machines with his brother. At least his trip is paid for by his brother and he can get a chance to get out of the house for a few days. The dude needs it and it's not like he's gone for six weeks this time. Maybe that's why it bothers me - because, even though that six week tour was, what, almost two years ago now (well, a year and a half but who's counting?) I still remember what it was like without him around. And it makes me sad a little. But, I suppose on the upside after being married for almost six years if I can miss him being gone for a day that's still a pretty good thing.
I was so fucking tired when I got up this morning. And I really shouldn't have been, considering I fell asleep watching TV at about 9:30pm last night. So, it's not due to lack of sleep. I think it's due to lack of interest.
We have to do our continuing education materials today - a requirement for the type of license I have for my job. Which is mostly a joke. You have to read this workbook that is written for an 8 year old then answer the questions at the back of the book then submit the answers along with the annual fee for license renewal. I mean, seriously, if you can't pass this open book, multiple choice test at the end then, really, maybe you're just too stupid to live. It's made mostly for people who still have to put a big L on one shoe and a big R on the other in order to get themselves dressed in the morning. But, one thing it does mean is that me, my co-worker, and the boss' wife get to diss the office for a few hours to go complete this monstrous joke of a requirement. So, that in itself makes it all worth it in the end.
Of course I did nothing last night but watch TV and have a few drinks. Watched Hero's, which is finally getting pretty fucking interesting. You know, save the cheerleader, save the world. At least now, after last night's episode, I finally understand what that all means.
Oh, fuck!! I just remembered!! I haven't returned the movies I rented from Blockbuster two weeks ago!! I'm shocked as shit that I haven't gotten any calls from them reminding me that I forgot. I haven't even had a chance to watch one of the movies (Running with Scissors). Does it suck and should I return it or should I hang onto it one more day and actually watch it?
It's Monday - again. If I had my way I would outlaw Monday's. But, then Tuesday would be the new Monday so I would have to outlaw that too. Then what to do with Wednesday? I guess you see my point.
But, it's not like I really have anything else to do besides go to work - which is a very sad confession. I love being home and spending time with Dennis and Leo but, ya know, I get sick of being trapped in the house too. And if it makes me that crazy I can't imagine what it does to Dennis when he's not working. He did work three days last week, but this week ain't looking so hot. He'll be gone Thursday and Friday with his brother on some machine expo or something like that. Which will be good for him. And, possibly, by the time this week is over with we'll get rid of this new snow shit and he'll be able to work full time again.
Nothing at all to report. It's hard to find exciting things to blog about when you go to bed at 9pm on a Saturday night due to lack of anything more interesting to do. Although, the highlight of our Sunday was having to blaze a trail in the backyard so the dog could get to his favorite spot to do his business. I mean, come on!! Dig your own trail next time why don't ya? He's old and lazy and sometimes we gotta help him out a bit - otherwise he winds up constipated and cranky. And who wants that - from a dog!
Now you can tell me it's Friday and not be lying to me!
Got nothing planned this weekend, as usual. We're just too broke to go out right now. We eat at home every night and haven't gone out in weeks. It's starting to really get to me now. But, Dennis has worked 3 days this week but we're supposed to be getting another storm hitting tomorrow. On the upside, hopefully, it'll all be over and done by Monday so he can work next week too. It's been a stressful month, more so than in past years, but, this too shall pass. I think it's a lot easier on me than it is him.
Grey's Anatomy was pretty good last night, but predictable. I mean, who didn't see it coming that Meredith's mom would wind up dying and she would be the one to push her to go back and keep living. And who didn't predict that Meredith would survive period? We all already knew that, but, it was a very good episode nonetheless. Christina was awesome last night in dealing with it and being there. And I loved Callie letting Izzy have it. Seriously, who does Izzy think she is anyway? I think she's secretly got a thing for George - why else would she be so fucking jealous of his new wife? And good for George telling Izzy to shove it - if she can't deal with him and Callie then she'll have to not deal with him. It also appears that Addison has finally given up the Derek ghost and realized that he never loved her the way he does Meredith. Which sets it up perfectly for their new spin off.
And that's about it. Once we're making money again and actually have a chance to go out and do something other than watch TV I'll come up with more imaginative things to write. But, until then, this is what you're stuck with so DEAL WITH IT.
Lost last night was pretty good, I thought. Although, that burly blond chick is just as scary in Lost as she was playing the psycho daughter of Joan Crawford in Mommy Dearest. What was with the Asian tattoo chick tho? I didn't really get that whole thing. I'm still a little pissed off that they haven't given us any fucking answers to anything yet either. And where the fuck do the others "live"? Oh well. Guess I'll just have to keep watching to find out.
I did wind up watching the girls on American Idol last night. What is with the white chicks on this show? Is it really that difficult to find a white girl that can sing? I mean, come on! There were several women of color last night that were just amazing and really brought it. You could certainly tell the pro's from the karaoke champions last night. And, really, yes, that one girl (I don't remember any of their names and, really, don't care to) is pretty but come on! It's not like she's so over the top gorgeous that it excuses the fact THAT SHE CAN'T SING. I think I watch this show in horror every week because I still can't believe that the Superbowl of Karaoke is still going on after all these years. The best parts of this season so far have been Simon and Ryan's cat fights.
Yes, I'm in a very pissy mood today. I realized after I got out of my car and into the train station that I didn't bring a lighter or matches with me. So, you know what that means - I'm in the middle of an outrageous nicotine fit and I might have to go postal if I can't rectify this situation immediately. I really do need to quit. And I picked my birthday as my goal to do this. So, as of March 16th, I am no longer a smoker. Yes, I put it in print so I guess I'll have to do my best to stick with it. Fuck.
I've done something last night I've never done before. I turned the channel halfway into American Idol. I just couldn't stomach it another minute. While I usually enjoy this show due to the fact that there's usually one or two standouts that I like to root for, it appears this year the talent pool has definitely dried up. Not one - and I mean NOT ONE of the guys last night showed any sparkle of having one eighth of the talent that it takes to actually do the job they're competing for. There's nothing different about any of them. And the one that I thought was going to be enjoyable to watch this year (Moonbeam or whatever his hippie parents named him) was amazing at the auditions but has been horrible ever since. So, I think I'm going to sit this season out and not give it any attention - as the show no longer deserves it.
Who am I kidding? I'll have to watch the girls then decide this. But, I'm thinking they aren't going to fare any better than the guys. I think this show has finally jumped the shark. But, then again, I believe it jumped two years ago.
So, we have this guy in here today to put another coat of varnish on the windowsills, so I have to get off my computer so he can pollute my nice clean air with something that will, no doubt, make me sneeze, wheeze, and really want to kick his ass. Oh, and he just informed me that he'll have to open the windows. Great. Now I can add freezing my ass off to this gloriously sunny day.
The eye is still ugly today. And probably will be for a week or two. According to the opthalmologist I saw yesterday. I feel kind of silly about going to see an opthalmologist about this because it's exactly what I thought it was - nothing. It's common, I suppose. But, still, nothing will freak you out more than seeing your eye covered in blood. And it's still a mystery on how it happened - probably some freak thing that will never be explained. But, at least I know that there's no damage and it'll clear up on it's own. Fuck! I'm bloody tired of talking about my stupid eye problems as of late. So, it ends now. Unless I go blind. If that happens, I'll be sure to not let you know. Who am I kidding. If I go blind I'll have to blog about it. But, wait, I won't be able to see my computer screen if that happens....problems problems problems.
I mean, seriously, now that I'm taking the train I feel I have nothing of significance to bitch about in the mornings. I can't complain about traffic. I can't bitch about the asstard that pulled out in front of me, nor can I subject you to incoherent babble about the soccer mom in the drive thru at Burger King.
Dare I say it? Maybe I've run out of things to complain about and now I might find myself *gasp* happy? No way. I'm not buying that for a second. I'm way too pessimistic to find that in my reality.
Well, I did something to my eye yesterday. Not sure what tho.
Dennis had band practice yesterday and called me at about 5:30 to tell me he was on his way home. So, I started dinner so it would be ready when he got home. He walked in the door and freaked out on me. He's looking at me saying, "What the hell is wrong with your eye? What did you do it it?" And, I'm like, "What the hell are you talking about. There's nothing wrong with my eye." He tells me, "Stay calm and go look in the mirror.".
To my horror, this is what I saw:
I have no idea what happened or how it happened but it appears that I bursted a blood vessel or something in it. Then I freaked out. I'm thinking I'm going to go blind and I need to get to the emergency room NOW. But, luckily, I decided to look it up on the internet first. Yes, I know, the internet can't take the place of your doctor but if I wouldn't have checked it out first I would have gone to the ER and felt like an idiot. According to the web sites I have checked out, it is basically harmless. It's like a bruise where blood vessels break in your eye and bleed into the clear part of the whites of your eye. Then it just stays there, like a bruise.
I'm still not sure about this and I'm thinking that I just might be best going in to see an ophthalmologist, just to be sure. I had a migraine headache on Saturday then this on Sunday. Perhaps if I knew what caused it - like I got poked in the eye or something, then it wouldn't be so worrisome. But, since I have no idea of it's origins, I should probably have somebody look at it.
Of course, Dennis had his usual jokes - like, what train are you taking home tonight - the Red Eye? Yea, I know. I married him.
It's day 3 in our new office and things are finally all coming together in here. I still have buttloads of work to do however. It seems like it never ends. Fuck, I'm still not done getting all my stuff at home unpacked, let alone at work.
I took the train again this morning and, let me tell you, it's a sweet ride. I leave about a half an hour later than when I drive which is worth it in itself. Dennis drove me to the train station so I wouldn't even have to park the car so it was literally door to door service. The train leaves at 6:49 so we didn't even leave the house until 6:40. And I was at the train station 5 minutes early. How cool is that? And I learned something from the first train ride into work - get in the last car! When the train enters the train station at work it pulls ahead so the last car gets out right in front of the station and all I have to do is walk down the steps and into the door.
And here's the view of the train station from my desk. I fucking love that shit. No more bitching about traffic. And I'm sure you're all very happy about that.
Time to get to work. I hope everybody has a good weekend.
I know, I didn't blog yesterday. Oh well. It was one day. Get over it! Ok, I know, who the fuck cares if I miss a day. I guess I do because I actually felt strange to not have an entry yesterday. Yea, I'm a freak.
So, we're in the middle of the now infamous office move. Actually, it's not infamous except for to me, my boss, co-workers and my dear sweet loving husband that is sick to death of hearing about it. And who could blame him? I'm sick of it already. I got all the computers, servers, and everything else going yesterday so I did my job.
On Monday, my last post, I told you it took me 2 hours to get to work. And it snowed all day long, but it only took me 35 minutes to get home. How's that you ask? Because I did the smart thing for once in my life and left my car here at work and walked across the street from our new office to the train station and just parked my butt on that thing and didn't give a shit about the traffic. Dennis met me at the train station at home - which is less than a mile from our house. It was saaaahweeeeet. Then I rode the rail back to work the next morning. I can't do the train every day due to my co-worker having to leave early twice a week leaving me to stay until 4:30. And the next train out after that isn't until 5:30. I'm not that fucking dedicated to my job to work an extra 2 hours twice a week.
But, then again, I think you guys already knew that....
Holy fucking hell this morning sucked so much ass I can't even put it into words.
It took me 2 hours to get to work. Traffic was at a stand still, snow was flying, the wind was blowing. Fuck!
And very late this afternoon is the office move. I don't believe I have to stay to help move stuff because the bossman doesn't want to pay overtime - which is fine with me. I would much rather get my ass home tonight in one piece.
I had a bunch of other pictures from my cell phone but for some reason I downloaded them and they aren't showing up. Their system must be down or some shit. But, I did have my handy dandy Sony digital camera with me and did take this picture:
When the Fuck is winter going to end? Yea, I know. It's only February 12th and it's not unusual to get hit with cold temperatures and snow in the middle of February. But, fuck February. March is around the corner which means Spring is not far behind. I vote next year that we just bypass winter completely and have summer year round. I wish it was that easy.
So, the Grammy's proved to be what it always is - just a bunch of crap. Anytime the Dixie Bitches can win three of the top awards you just know that the Grammy academy is just trying to make a political statement. I mean, Christ, the one Dixie Bitch wasn't even playing her guitar in their live performance for the love of God. Which is why, if you noticed, that they had about 3-4 backup guitarists behind them. She wasn't even playing the same chords as the song! So, if she would have been plugged in, which I doubt she was, you would have heard something really out there considering she was, after all, not even pretending to play live. They may be "not ready to play nice" but I'm not ready to give those idiot bitches any recognition for even being musicians. I mean, how many of the songs did they actually write anyway? Not many, I'm sure.
It's Monday, traffic sucked this morning due to the snow. It took an hour and a half to get in here and now I have a monster headache from hell. I hope this fucking day goes by fast because I just want to get home, make some dinner, curl up on the couch in a blanket and zone out on some shitty TV while preparing myself for what will no doubt, be a worse hell ride tomorrow.
Thank God it's Friday! Yes, it's a silly cliche, but so appropriate today.
I know, I say that every single Friday. And I mean it every single Friday. But, this week is even more exceptional than any that has preceded it before. Okay, maybe not any but it ranks right up there. With this office move it's been extremely crazy around here. Bossman has had his ups and downs - which means his good moods and his bad moods. But, mostly good. It has to be stressful for him with all the work and time put into building this new office. And the mounting pressure to get out of this one so the new tenants can crash down the wall that separates us from the doctors office next door.
We have a boring weekend coming up. Nothing planned at all. But, sometimes, that's the best kind of weekend. No pressure to have to be someplace at a certain time, no pressure to have to do things we really don't want to do. But, weekend after weekend of doing nothing is making this blog extremely boring! I went back and read some of my entries for the past month and, truthfully, I wanted to fall asleep. I believe I will be getting out of this rut soon and have more interesting things to talk about than the work move and what's on TV.
It's been stressful around our house as well. With this weather the way it is, Dennis just hasn't been able to work - and this makes week three of time off for him. While it's great for his back to recuperate, it's taking it's toll on our wallets! But, Spring is around the corner and this cold shit can't last forever so it'll all work out in the end. We'll just be spending a lot of time around the house, watching TV and movies, messing with the dog, and trying to figure out something to fill the night so we're not falling asleep from boredom at nine pm. Being broke really does suck, but it's been a whole lot worse before and we made it through that so we'll survive this too.
Lost last night was okay. Wasn't a great episode. Actually, I found myself pretty fucking bored by it. You know, there ARE other characters on this show besides Jack, Kate and Sawyer writers. And now we get the back story of yet another character. So what do we know about her? That she's a research analyst that was married to her boss that has a bad habit of screwing around with all his research analysts. And, we know that she was experimenting with some kind of fertility thing and she did get a male mouse pregnant, but it didn't carry to term. And she got her sick sister pregnant with the same drug. Okay, big deal. Who cares. What about Loche, Sayid, Sun, Jin, Hurley and all the other survivors that we haven't seen squat from all season? Seriously, this had better start getting better or I'm not watching anymore! Okay, I say that all the time, but I still watch.
It looks like our office will be moving next Wednesday - that is if we pass the inspection on Tuesday. Fuck, let's just get this all done, shall we? I can't find anything in this office since everything is boxed up or scattered on the floor or already taken over there. But, I guess that's the way it goes until we can get the hell out of here. Which, by our lease, has to be by midnight next Wednesday.
It's still way to fucking cold here. Below zero again this morning. Either I'm starting to become part Eskimo and getting used to it or the cold has made me completely numb because it doesn't even feel that cold anymore. Shit, by the time it hits above freezing it'll feel like 60 degrees. But, I just have to hang in there - it's already February 8th and Spring is coming soon. Not nearly soon enough for my liking.
So, we're watching American Idol last night - yes, I watch that crap that Fox puts out once a year in hopes that somebody that actually has talent will wind up going to Hollywood. But, that never happens. In the early stages of the stupid show all you see are all the idiots that actually believe they can sing, but, in fact, sound more like something out of a freak show. And usually look it too. Getting back to the original point - it's looking like this year is going to surpass last year as the worst year for singers. And, one would think, with all the gazillions of people that show up to audition for this catastrophe, that there would be a little more than just people who think they can sing but people who actually can sing. I guess all the people who should be trying out are too busy at home eating Cheetos and masturbating. But, that's just a guess.
Our office still hasn't moved. We had a final occupancy inspection yesterday - which we failed. But, from what I understand, is very common at this stage of the game considering that the building was just about completely gutted and rebuilt. So, my boss has a list of everything that needs to be done and he's going to try again on Thursday. You know, I went through this in December with moving our house - boxes of crap everywhere, not knowing where anything is, just desperately wanting it to be all over and for somebody to hold me. And here I am again. But, at least this time it's not all our responsibility, so that's good. I have my desk completely cleaned out and boxed up and ready to go. I'm thinking, however, that over the next few days I'll be spending a lot of time boxing up other things unrelated to my desk getting ready for this move. Did I ever mention that I hate moving?
Our Office - What a Mess!
LOST is back tonight, with new episodes which should air every week until around the end of February. Ok, that's a lie, I don't really know if they are going to air new episodes every week, or if they will take a break in between, but I know one thing for sure - it's a new one tonight and I'll be watching. I just wish they wouldn't have moved the time up an hour. You know, for me being as old as I am staying up until 10:00pm is really hard work! But, I'll suck it up and stay up until 10 to watch. And, if I fall asleep no big thing. It's being recorded!
I made it to work today. And my repaired computer was sitting waiting for me, just like promised.
However, the home office IT department, in their infinite wisdom, decided that they would lock us stupid, computer illiterate people out of the system directory. Which means that I can't install our custom software onto my computer. Which means I still can't get my work done! I just wish they would understand that this is important for us to use and all of our data for the past three years is stored on this server and we have to get to it. And I also wish they would understand that we're not all complete idiots out here and some of us can be trusted to actually be able to do this work ourselves without waiting two weeks for somebody to travel 200 miles to do it for us.
So, now I'm waiting for a callback from the dude in the IT department that got me in this mess to begin with. They just want to be a pain in my ass I believe. But, I guess if they don't want us to actually work then I might as well just go back home then.
It's way too friggin' cold outside. It's minus 15 degrees with a wind chill of minus 30. Got up this morning, showered, dressed for work, went out to start my car and no dice. Thing just refused to do anything. Dennis came out and finally got the thing started and warmed it up for about a half an hour. I'm thinking, okay, good, I'm going in. So, I pull out of the driveway and get to the end of the street to the first stop sign, I stop. The car dies. Great. Won't start back up. Even better! So, I walk the 3/4 of a block back home and nearly froze my ass off! Dennis goes back, finally get the car started, and gets it home. Goes to start his car to get a new battery since this one is more than likely shot, and his car is making horrible noises. So, now, he's putting the spare tire on the flat rear Mustang tire so he can get to the auto parts store to get a new battery. Good times!!
Speaking of good times, I'm disappointed that the Bears lost the Superbowl. But, it was a good season and a fun ride and now all we can do it look forward to next season. I'm still indifferent to Rex Grossman. I know he's young, I know it's his first full regular season where he started every game and hasn't gotten injured somehow, but I'm still not sure if he's the guy.
It's finally FRIDAY!! And I'm supporting the Chicago Bears today by wearing a Bears T-Shirt and jacket. Of course, everybody in the office is doing the same so it's not like I'm original or anything.
I have to type and post fast today due to the fact that my computer reboots itself about every 2 minutes. And, let me tell you, it's fucking annoying as hell. After every sentence I type I have to save this entry otherwise I have to rewrite it all. And that's not happening so what you get is what you get. In the past hour and a half that I've been at work my computer has rebooted itself a total of 10 times. Yes, I said 10 times. And I'm about ready to throw it out the window.
Of course, the great guys at corporate IT are sending me stuff to reload my computer's operating system - which I think is bogus and don't believe for a minute that it isn't completely 100% hardware related. But, the IT people obviously don't take me seriously because I'm just a fucking idiot in an agency office after all. I can't blame them, really. When I worked in IT I figured everybody I talked to was complete morons where computers are concerned myself so I can't really say much about that.
So, as soon as the FedEx bastard gets here with the reimage DVD I get the fun task of reloading my computer - which should take most of the fucking day. But, at least I don't have to work while I'm doing it. Just sit with my thumb up my ass and pretend to care.
Well, this weekend is it - the big game!! And I'm ready!! Well, not really ready because I have lots and lots to do this weekend. But, I gave Dennis a grocery list of stuff to pick up for Sunday so we'll have to see if he a) gets everything on the list, b) gets more stuff than what's on the list, or c) gives up completely and waits for me to get home to do the shopping myself.
I hope everybody enjoys this weekend and may the best team win.
On the job front. The past 24 hours have been kind of interesting. I've received two calls and two emails regarding jobs that pay at least twice what I'm making right now. The only downfall is both are contracts for a year then permanent hire. One has benefits, one does not. I'm going to look into both positions to see if either are a good fit for me. It would also mean me moving back into the information technology field, hence the drastic change in salary. But, shit. Double my salary? Who wouldn't be interested in that?
But, I suppose I should probably not speak too much about this otherwise the IT spies here at work will know that I'm actually thinking about other opportunities. But, IT spies, let me stress that everybody thinks about and looks into other positions - doesn't mean they are gonna take 'em.
And there's reasons why I post that kinda shit. For the past two days I've been having problems with my computer and have had to have IT remote in to my computer to look at it. And, Dan, Mr. IT guy, if you're watching me now let me stress that you are a beautiful human being and you are a computer genius. There, that outta keep me out of the hot seat for at least a day or two.
Well, only 4 more days before the big ole Superbowl and the Bears, once again for the final time this year, take the field. But, the big question is - which Rex will show up? Will it be good Rex or evil Rex. I guess we'll know on Sunday.
