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Sunday, April 12th, 2009
6:52 pm	Amazon Well. Amazon is surpassing the idiocy of other sites right now. They took gay and lesbian books out of the sales rankings. Which is a big deal, by the way. I'm not eloquent enough to say it as well as others, so I'll leave it to the post below... http://markprobst.livejournal.com/15293.html Read that. If you like the genre, know someone who writes it, or whatever else, spread the word. I sent a nice little note to Amazon telling them that I'll be taking my business (which consists of buying nice expensive textbooks for school) elsewhere until something is done to change this. (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 15th, 2009
3:00 am	So. I have managed, after numerous fights with my university, to get this close *holds thumb and first finger close together* to registering. For winter term, that is. The one that started last week. *rolls eyes* I hate stupid universities. You have my money, fuckwits. Don't tell me that you don't - you have about seven grand of mine. So use it, dammit. I'm almost over being sick. Though I admit being spoiled rotten while being sick is one of the best things ever. I get chocolate, juice, yummy food, attention, massages, new books to read... Well. I did make the joke that when I get pregnant, I will be the most spoiled woman ever. ^_^ But really, I do know that my boy spoils me. I'm just a brat who gets whiny when he doesn't pay attention to me every hour. I did end up missing three days of work in the last two weeks. Mostly because I'm sick, mind you. One day was because I'm an idiot and forgot about the new schedule... But anyways, I'm glad that my bosses know I have a good work ethic, as when I forgot to call in, instead of a cranky phone call to bitch me out, I got a worried voice mail and an email asking me if I was all right and that this wasn't like me. *sigh of relief* I do so love my work... There. I figured out what I want to take. Now I just have to press a pretty button tomorrow after the school says it's okay. Argh. *rolls eyes* I wonder where boy is. He's been gone an hour and a half by this point... (Comment on this)
Thursday, January 1st, 2009
10:48 pm	Happy New Year! This last year has been good and bad. But overall, best time of my life, I think. Senior year, done. Moved out of the 'rent's house and into college Being able to half live at school, half with my boyfriend = best times ever Successfully going to school at University of Michigan Getting a job that pays better than managers get paid Eight months of a wonderful relationship with the best man I could imagine And lastly, having friends who support me in everything I do, and having people that I love dearly Now, resolutions - just so I actually have to remember them. ^_^ 1. Spend more time studying at school. Less play? 2. For the love of god, stop eating so unhealthy! 3. Exercise every once in a while? (Comment on this)
Saturday, December 20th, 2008
6:33 pm	So. My work continues to amaze me. I question how four days of work - each only being five or less hours - equals a $250+ paycheck. That's really odd to me. Why do I get the feeling they gave me a raise and forgot to tell me? It just seems to be something that my work would pull, ya know? On the plus side, that means I have $250 some to keep me from going nuts until I go back to work in two weeks. It just makes me wonder, since I was counting on maybe $150. But, on the plus side, I'm entirely done Christmas shopping. I think, at least. Yeah, pretty sure. All I have left is to wrap gifts. I are excited. Damn. That means I need to go to the store and get wrapping paper. I'll do that tomorrow...? I just bought Dave a robe yesterday for Christmas. ^_^ I'm amused at how attached he is to it. (Not that I'm any less attached to the robe I bought for myself, but... You know...) But... My boy is home and has a friend here, so I should go play good hostess. And deal with the idiots - excluding Melissa from that, of course. (Comment on this)
Sunday, November 23rd, 2008
12:18 am	( Girly Meme ) See, look, I live! Ha. Shocking, right? I actually had a bit of mental/emotional thingy today. It was pretty bad, as I still feel rather shitty right now. I'm an idiot, pretty much. Dave asked me what I wanted, and I didn't know what to say. Anyone who knows me can say that I'm more likely to bend to what others want than what I want. He said he'd wait as long as it took for me to answer, but I couldn't. I got frustrated and irritated at myself, since I couldn't say what I wanted - way too much emotional baggage in the past, I think. Between being brainwashed by my father and his parents and getting abused by my ex-boyfriend for speaking my mind makes me not able to say what I want - ever. I'm used to at least getting yelled at and never getting my way when I say that I want something. And worst case, I was used to getting smacked and told that he wasn't really interested in my opinion. I just curled up in a ball on the bed and couldn't do anything. I kept expecting him to smack me or something, which is ridiculous because I know damn well that he would NEVER do that to me. I dunno, it was odd. I just laid there while Dave tried to help calm me down, which I couldn't decide if I wanted or not. But hell, what difference would it make if I didn't want it? I'd never say it. We laid there and I tried not to cry (which I mostly succeeded in) and he told me that he hated to see me upset. Which, with the mood I was in, made me abandon my own worries and try to make sure that he was fine, and I (stupidly) started apologizing. Not entirely amusing for me, let me tell you. Then we came out to the living room much later so that we wouldn't dwell on it. But whatever, right?  I have gotten some of my Christmas shopping done. I know what I'm getting everyone, and I just have to wrap it or buy it. Mom and Alexis already are bought for, I know what to get Sam, Den, Dave, and Charlie. Michele and Mike I'm just going to get a wedding present, and Kelly and Jason I still have to ask about the size of clothing for Cody. But other than that, I'm good. ^_^ (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 30th, 2008
8:24 am	Well, I feel accomplished. I actually got my butt up and got a job. It's not bad pay - $8.90 an hour, starting. And I'm working about 26 hours a week, which is a nice paycheck for me. Especially since I don't have to spend money on just about anything while I'm here. My parents have been really good about helping me out, but this way I can afford it myself. I'm already doing pretty well. I've paid off half of my credit card, and the only reason I haven't paid the other half is because I'm building up a credit history while my card has no interest. It's a little upsetting, because we were planning on going to the very very last weekend of RenFest. Dave and I were going to go last weekend, which was the "last" weekend. But he got sick, so I didn't complain - he can't help when he gets sick. But I'm scheduled to work ALL day on Saturday. I mean that, literally. I work from 11:45 to close, which is 10 - 10:30. So that doesn't help me. So I'm going to talk to Terra today and see if I can have it off, or if she can just not put that in my schedule until next week. I'm going to say (this is true, by the way) that I have two papers due that Monday, and I don't think I can handle a 25 hour workweek, plus the papers. It she says it's a no-go, I might just plead for Dave to take me on Sunday. We'll see. I'm noticing that I'm getting less and less sleep during the week. But it seems that me getting a lot of sleep over the weekend is helping me to not suffer. Which is a plus, since Alexis, Tiffany, Ping Pong, and I didn't actually stop messing around until after midnight last night. And I have to be up at eight. And then I talked to my boy for an hour, which means it was almost two before I actually went to bed. And I actually feel fine this morning. A shock, to be honest. (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008
8:35 pm	I certainly have disappeared from here. *laughs* It's hectic, this year at college. I'm losing my mind, and even more than that, my money. It's amazing how much this rich city costs to live in. My only solace is that I honestly don't have to spend that much money. I'm a bit angry at my Spanish teacher, though. I found what was quite literally the perfect job - the times I was free from classes, and so on, and she tells me that because it conflicts with when I'm supposed to attend the Spanish lunch table that she'll take away my credit. So, I had to turn down the job. *grumbles* But I am enjoying this time. One of the guys I know from my philosophy class got accepted to the frat he wanted, which makes it easy for me to go to any of the parties I want to attend. (And yes, I do go to them. I just don't drink.) And Alexis is slowly becoming one of my closer friends. It's really funny, since her roommate is a spastic Taiwanese child whom Alexis called "Seedlet." She's so funny, though. I learned how to ACTUALLY use chopsticks from her. I mean, the real way, not the American way. My phone is still the devil. I'm going to call AT&T tomorrow and deal with it - and if they don't help, I'll be making a trip home this weekend to deal with it. *shakes fist* I have a $350 phone! It SHOULD NOT ACT UP WITHIN A MONTH OF PURCHASE!!! *growls* I honestly only dropped it once, and it was a height of less than three feet. I need to correct an essay for my seminar/Political Science class. He's an idiot, honestly. The only respect I have for him is that which I possess for any person who is my superior. I mean, I won't disrespect him (much) but that doesn't mean I like him or even have a personal respect for him. It's rather annoying, since the class is an hour and a half. Oh well. I can suffer through it for a few months, I think. We only have class eight times a month, really. That's not too terrible. *pouts* (Comment on this)
Thursday, September 11th, 2008
8:49 pm	Well, I'm two weeks into the semester, and I realized I've pretty much disappeared from LJ. I think that's cause my life has been consumed by college. Don't get me wrong, I love it, but I think it's going to kill me. I have Fridays off, which is a really big plus for me. ^_^ But four days of intensive Spanish is still a lot. I think in Spanish half the time now. It's quite annoying. Besides thinking in Spanish, my English is declining as my Spanish improves. It's really amusing, actually. I was really frustrated earlier with my boy, though. It wasn't his fault, but I was still irritated. One of his friends, Pete, made a comment that Jon (another one of Dave's friends) and I were flirting when I most certainly Was Not.  Argh. I got defensive, which pissed me off, since I had no reason to be defensive, and then I got mad in general and started to play the "Fine" game. Which goes like this: "Are you okay?" "Fine." "What's wrong?" "Nothing." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm fine." We mostly resolved the issue, but I still have lingering grumpiness in general. Hopefully that'll be gone within the next few hours, or poor Dave is going to suffer badly. Bugger. I just spilled an entire bottle of nail polish on my Spanish syllabus. Dammit. *grumbles* (Comment on this)
Friday, August 22nd, 2008
5:06 pm	So. U of M really does try to make my life difficult. Now they've decided I'm not a resident of Michigan. ...no, I've just lived here since second grade. Really, that doesn't mean I'm a resident. Honest.  Or so they say. I called, and we're hopefully getting it resolved. But this does make it difficult for me to get my loans and such. Urgh.  I'm willing to pay $5 grand. Not $16. Nope. I like the school but not that much.  But the nice lady (and I actually mean that!) in the Registry Office is going to try and fix the problem without me having to file any additional paperwork. I like nice people. *grins* And so I shall be expecting a call on Monday. *dance* But still, they aren't the smartest crayons in the box. But who could expect them to be? (Comment on this)
2:39 pm	Dear Uterus, Really, really hate you today. What have I ever done to you? *grumbles* I'm not moving any time soon. Ow. So really, you can stop the waves of pain/nausea that I know are your fault.  If this is what childbirth is like - and I'm told it's the same, only worse - I will NEVER have children. Hear that, uterus? I'll make the point of having you in my body pointless! POINTLESS!  Or you could behave and, you know, let me enjoy my last week of freedom.  No love, Me (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 20th, 2008
6:08 pm	I've started packing all of my stuff. Finally. *laughs* Now, the main problem is that I have far too much stuff, and I don't know what I want to take. And I feel this little tug every time I remove something that was a part of my room. I don't want to pack it all up and such. It feels depressing.  On the plus side, after about an hour of frustration, I did manage to get my laptop lock to work. Of course, some moron in China didn't make the button the way it was supposed to be, and thusly, I had to make my stepdad abuse it into shape. But it works now. ...I think. Now I just have to change the password. Which will be interesting. (Let's see if I can remember it...) Ha. I am smarter than the lock. *dance of glee* Now see, I'm a U of M student. So you'd think that I'd be smart. But no, not really. They lie when they say that we're smart. Really, they do. But I can tell you it's an absolute lie. Though for the $22,000 I'm paying, you'd think it'd be a good education.  I saw Mr. and Mrs. Smith with Brian and Justin today. We rented it and did a popcorn/junk food fest. God, I'm going to miss them. They move in only three days. *depressed* My boys are going away, and I'll never see them again. *whines* (Comment on this)
Monday, August 18th, 2008
8:03 pm	I'm starting my whole "panic because a week is too little time" game again. I need to be packing, but I can't seem to find a reason to start. I have stuff in my laptop bag, which is going to be my purse soon. So I can say I've done something, but... I still have some stuff I need, too.   ... *squeals* I have Kitty's postcards! I has two of them! *jumps up and down excitedly* I adore them. *pets pictures* I do believe that my neighbors think I'm absolutely nuts, however. I went through the mail and squealed when I saw the envelope. And proceeded to dance a little happy dance right there. They must be harboring the (correct) assumption that I'm insane. *has to figure out a return gift* *plots* (Comment on this)
Wednesday, August 13th, 2008
11:35 am	Phone Update Well. For such an advanced and expensive piece of technology, there is one crucial application missing. An alarm clock. No, really. There is no alarm program. So I just spent ten minutes playing with the calendar function to get it to work. Theoretically. Special phone is special.  I think that's why I like it, though. Because it's demonic. ^_^ (Comment on this)
Tuesday, August 12th, 2008
10:01 pm	My head hurts. I'm trying to figure out everything so that Sarah can spend the night at my dorm. The problem being that UM's campus is so big that they can't have parking everywhere. And even less of it is overnight parking. So we're going to be parking her car really close to North Campus at the hospital. I don't think it's a big deal since the bus will be running for most of it, and I've walked from the hospital to East Quad, and it's not that bad. I have my new phone. It's brand new (only been on the market for two weeks) and is very shiny. It's a chick phone, I can tell you that. I have the Palm Centro! It's pretty and fun and I loves it. (Plus, I can text and talk at the same time, and I can use all the applications on the phone while the phone is "off". It's really cool.) Apparently, Kels got the exact same phone today, as well. Go figure. I think it's funny, though. Also, I'm glad Charlie added texting. Or I'd be screwed. Because I've sent over 100 today since about two PM. So in about eight hours, I've texted more than I usually do. That's sheer talent. I need to go to sleep, or something. My brain is fried. (Comment on this)
Monday, August 11th, 2008
7:42 pm	CakeWrecks = best blog. Evar.  I gleefully eat my homemade cake while staring at pictures of terrible cakes. And laugh. And might be slightly smug due to the fact that I (who doesn't bake much) make a better cake than the "professionals".  Though my graduation cake did qualify due to the quotation marks around the Congratulations on the cake.  But Charlie and I aren't mad at each other now. He's getting me my phone (as my stupid phone haaates me) and a fridge. And offering to buy me stuff for college. And get my loan. And help pay for college. Can you tell that I was seriously pissed at him? He has learned to grovel quite well. I'm sore, though. Helping people pack to move does that to you. I (so far today) have dislocated my shoulder, burned myself on hot oil, had a migraine, had a sinus headache, dislocated my wrist, and fell down ten stairs made of wood.  Needless to day, I'm staying in one location and not moving at all. For the sake of actually surviving today. Actually, I think I'm going to start packing stuff for college. I move in about two weeks from now. And I know packing will take me a while. So... best get a head's start on it. (Comment on this)
Friday, August 8th, 2008
6:36 pm	Not Fit for Human Consumption You know those days where, no matter what, you can't get yourself out of one particular bad mood?  I'm having one of those days. Not fun. I talked to my mother about Charlie, which was great. *sarcasm* My career is already fucked, and I haven't even started college. Great. Just effing great. Because, you know, I don't make enough mistakes myself or anything. I think I'm just messed up from my trip. At least, that's what I hope it is. I need to get out of this somehow.  But I don't want to be around people. I think I'm also having one of my rare bipolar moments. Or days. Whatever. So I'm trying to control it, but I don't know how! Argh! Since I'm still cranky, I'm just going to have to make sure to not inflict myself on others. Hence the reason I haven't responded to the twelve calls I've gotten today. Seriously, people. I've been gone for days and you didn't call me once, but on the day that I really don't want to deal with you, everyone crawls out of the woodwork?! What is this? I'm reminded of why I usually have the urge to strangle someone... (Comment on this)
12:02 pm	How did I manage to go, in the space of about 24 hours, from missing my boyfriend to wanting to strangle him? And now I'm the crazy one.  He said something along the lines of, "Well, you're in a weird mood, and I have other things I could be doing, so I'm going to hang up now." I responded with silence, which is the best way to say that something offended me. After that, about one AM, he called me. What sane person is up at one when they've been in a car all day, and have been at GameWorks for hours playing games?  I can tell you - none. But he called twice. After that, I just turned off my phone since I was trying (and obviously failing) to sleep. I turned it on this morning and have a voicemail (which I've yet to listen to), a text asking me if I'm up, and an e-mail that says as a subject line, "Crazy Girlfriends".  I'm cranky.  So instead of inflicting myself on others, I'm just going to stay home and work on things that need to be done here.  Which means I won't pick up, regardless of the person calling. So don't bother. Brian, darling, be a sweetheart and give me a call tomorrow, though. I miss you, and want to see you and Just before you leave me forever!  Holly Lisle has a free ebook. I shall go read. (Comment on this)
Sunday, August 3rd, 2008
12:33 am	Wow. Today was freaking amazing. True to form, my male father figure chose the day of my birthday celebration to freak out and make me cry. (Yes, I cried. Shut it.) So it was not a good start. He flipped out because I asked him (no joke on this one) to move his car so that mom could take me to get my nails done. Argh. And I got dramatic, unfortunately, but I really didn't find it to be that big of a deal, you know? However, once Dave got up here, my mood much improved. He brought me a rose! Pretty pretty rose. Which I then promptly left on Sam's table. Must check on that... Then we went out to eat at BD's, dragging Samma with us. She got hit on by the female manager, which made her laugh and caused Den to be growly (afterwards). Then Dave gave me my presents.  Holy shit. I was not expecting what I got. Damn.  (Indulge me, I have to brag.)  I opened up the smaller present and found pearl earrings. I squealed and glomped him, of course. Then he pushed me to open the bigger one. I thought it would be something different, and was shocked when I found a matching bracelet and necklace for the earrings. They are so pretty! I can tell they're real since they aren't all perfectly round and such. But they're really well matched. Damn. They're the pretty rose color, too. They shine really well.  Dave teased me, too, since I spent the time in the car playing with the box rather than the jewelry itself. Shaddup, I'm easily amused.  We went out to the bar afterwards, and just messed around. I actually made my "curfew" for once. *shock* But now I have to pack. Because we're leaving in a little over twelve hours. Four days without internet. Or, rather, four days with the slowest dial-up connection created. *winces* I'd forgotten the squeals that it made. Terrible noises.  So, darlings, if you need to, just call me. Because I'm sure I'll thank you for rescuing me from interacting with my aunt. *rolls eyes* (Comment on this)
Friday, August 1st, 2008
9:31 pm	Fucking piece of shit cell phone will die a painful and slow death of lingering agony.  And I will laugh. I want my new phone now, dammit. Now, I tell you. *is not a patient person* (If my father can hand me $25 for my nails, then he should damn well be able to hand me $50 for a fucking cell phone.) I have yet another possessed piece of electronic equipment. It won't hold a charge, it freezes when I try to turn it on, and I can only get it to respond by throwing it or removing the battery. (Guess which one I tested first. ^_^)  Stupid piece of crap. *whines*  Of course, my father got an earful when he woke up, as that was the point in time when I wandered downstairs, wondering why Brian didn't call me today when we were planning on getting together so that he could spoil me as an early birthday present. (I wonder what he bought me and whether it's shiny or not. Or yummy scented.) But I ranted and flailed and whined while he listened patiently and went to work. Poor guy, having to listen to me at all times. Hah. I'd feel bad for him if it wasn't his own insane choice to marry into this family.  But still. Psycho phone is evil. I don't like. At all. *glares at phone on floor* (Comment on this)
Thursday, July 31st, 2008
10:02 pm	*stretches* I have barely sat down at all. Except for, you know, the days where I did NOTHING but sit. Those, of course, happened to be the car ride that seemed to last for-fucking-ever. Nobody can talk as much as my mother does, I swear. I did see Michele's engagement ring, though. The one flaw that I found in the diamond can't be seen now that it's in its setting. Which is a plus. (Mike is so lucky that Charlie has connections, since the stone - which should have cost him four grand or so - only cost $1500-ish.) But it is verra pretty, and very shiny. It's a princess cut, from what I recall. At least, considering how sparkly it is, I know it has to be, since it's a square-cut and not a round brilliant. Let's see... What else?  I got to see Dave the day after I came back from the trip of Epic length. Which was rather nice, too. I subjected him to the tortures of my friends, and he actually managed to survive it. Even if he did torment me more around them than he usually does. I'd say he made up for it later by the nice massage I got. (Me, spoiled? NEVER!) But then I had the pack of rabid wolves descend upon my half-asleep person and tickle the hell out of me. That does, in fact, tend to make people a *tiny* bit cranky.  Mother seems to be trying to humiliate me at every turn. The other night I was summarily informed that "If you're going to neck with your boyfriend, make sure he turns his car off first."  I swear, she will die, or I will muzzle her. Either will fulfill my desire for her suffering.  Then I went back to Den's yesterday and we worked on our costumes. Den's farthingale is pretty much done, but for a button (which will be waiting until she has her corset done) and the tubing. And that has to be straightened first. Meh. I should go be useful. I should, shouldn't I? (Note the lack of enthusiasm and motivation...)  Right, then. Laundry then dishes. ^____^  Shoot me? (Comment on this)