WEB CAM UP!!!!! It should be to the left, a small version, but hit here for a larger picture. I can gaurantee ya I won’t be on it during the day while at work, but on weekends and evenings, lil hermit me will be here. Enjoy.

I’ve just made a discovery that just boggles my mind. In my hopes to cut down on my sugar intake I’ve been drinking more juice and hardly any Mountain Dew lately. Today, I stood in front of the coolers and gave into my craving voice and punched the Dew button. Chink, clank, thunk…my first Dew in a week. And then something possessed me to turn the can until I could read the Nutrition Facts. Calories, 170.

What?!

I check a can of Apple Cranberry that’s in the fridge and see if I’m imagining things. Nope, Calories, 210.

Huh?!

Apparently my supposedly healthier juice has not only more calories in it, but more sugar grams as well. Auugh! So much for convincing myself not to have Dew. Of course, caffeine isn’t always the healthiest ingredient, but at least I won’t kick myself in the mental butt now when I give into my craving.

I just see something completely wrong with this whole picture….

I’m nearing the end of this amazing book by Paula Volsky. The Grand Elipse is a definitely must read. I insist.

Starting my second week of working out and I haven’t felt better. Two days in a row without aching in the morning, woo hoo!! Progress, indeed.

I just wanted to check out some TV’s and their prices, features, etc. But noooooo, they wouldn’t even let me LOOK at their different television products until I filled out a form with all my pertinent information. Yeah fucking right. They just lost a customer.

Screw them.

So I shouldn’t have taken my anger out on my body. Not that I meant to. Considering it was only my second day of my workout and that I did it fifteen minutes longer and pushed myself extraordinarilly beyond my usual limits…well, I may have loosed my frustrations, but now I suffer today. Here’s hoping a nice hockey game will distract me.

Now, off to go pick up my check that is already a week late. I wouldn’t have bothered signing up for direct deposit if I’d known it would’ve only worked 1 out of 5 times.

Back and forth, back and forth, and back again, only to find out that they’d like to hire me on but only for 8-10 hours a week. Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I’m pissed. I hate it when people promise me something and then don’t follow through. And what a classic example. I need to scream.

I only clicked on How Do I Know if There’s a Service Interruption in My Area? to humor myself. Sadly enough they tell you to go here. If I’m not mistaken, and there was an interuption in my service (heaven fucking forbid) I wouldn’t be able to get online. Right? Right. So, if my connection wasn’t interupted, why the hell would I be interested in searching for service interuptions? Why would I care? Unless you can tell me of a way to get online to check why I’m not able to get online. But doesn’t that seem a bit redundant and lacking in purpose?

I love AT&T @ Home service and only had issues in the beginning. But I feel this is like a slap in the face…somewhat along the recording on the 800 service number that says to go to the @home website if I’m having any connection problems.

Has someone clued ANYone in?

Yet another example of some web page designer or stuffy VP that has no clue as to the whole scheme of things. Scary.

Oh lordy. I ache. Last night I did my first full workout at the gym and I’m definitely feeling it today. I’m sure it’ll kick in even more tomorrow, too. oi. It feels good, though, or at least it did while I was working out. Finally, I’m getting around to doing this and nothing’s going to stop me now.

I just called my parents to see how the cable installation went. That I hadn’t heard from them since the three calls to my cell phone (while on the bus heading to work) worried me and I could only imagine my dad and a cable box. Digital cable box. With a NEW remote. Sigh. My fears were not pointless.

The first thing my Dad says is “You need to call the company that hooked this cable stuff up.” Me: Why? “I can’t turn the TV off”. Oi. So walked him through a couple different ways that should’ve worked, but seeing as how I couldn’t even watch what he was doing, it was a loss cause. “Dad, just walk up to the TV and turn it off.” Him:”Oh, is that ok?” Exasperated sigh. “Yes, if you want the TV off.”

I have to keep reminding myself that my dad is 65 and just adding one more button or remote or STEP in a certain process…just complicates matters beyond my comprehension. I don’t even want to know the difficulties we’ll have when it’s time watch a video in the vcr.

I’ve spent the past ten hours working on my web site design and it’s just not happening. I’m so frustrated, but I know I need a break. I just hate going to bed without accomplishing but a headache. I’ll try, but who knows how long it’ll be before I’m up and in front of this computer again.

Have I mentioned yet how much I despise my computer right now?

Web cam, coming soon!!! woo hoo!!!

Heh, I have Goldfish swimming in my chowder. I find this quite humorous….

I just paid $7.10 for soup (creamy clam chowder). Mind you, it’s a large bowl (next to largest of the four sizes) and I did get two pieces of Italian Bread, but still. I can’t help but think about how much money they’re making from just selling soup. City Soups rocks, though.

My hair is just now beginning to thaw out.

Ugh. No more of this going out on weeknights…my body just can’t take it and my eyes refuse to stay completely open. I did get on the dance floor quite a bit last night…it was Gen’s sister’s, 21st birthday, and what’s a birthday without dancing, right?

At Goofy’s, there was a couple that had just met that night…blind date, from off the internet (such taboo, but old hat to me). They were pretty funny, though I think we were more entertainment to them. It was a good night…we actually heard all the songs we selected on the jukebox (you can ring my beeeeeeeell, ring my bell). Steph’s lighter was Alicia proof last night but then again, I only smoke when drinking, and rarely if that. One of Stephanie’s friends had her boyfriend there and since I saw him walk up I had this feeling as if I knew him from somewhere. Didn’t take long to find out…when were were deciding where to head next he suggested 13th Pub. Donnie and I’s old stomping grounds, you could say heh, yeah, he knew the bouncer, good buddy of the one I used to eye (with the tattoos and bald head…don’t ask…but if you could’ve seen the guy…)

Anywho, I’m glad I went out. I almost didn’t, too tired from such a long dissapointing and depressing day, but I managed fine.

Being single isn’t so bad….

I wear my matching underwire and thong,
Aries ram red,
beneath gloomy black
and charcoal grey.
Lean against the metal rod
I smile,
coworkers are oblivious of
the fiery one
riding down twelve floors;
waiting.

Thank you Phil! Apparently the slow version is by Emily Kate. Woo hoo!!

I fell in love with this song when Donilyn popped it in her car and we played it over a few times…a friend of hers had sent it on a tape of a mix of songs. Anyhow, the words are from the version by Dynamite Hack because they vary just a little…and I like the added last verse. I have yet to figure out who the woman is that sings the “mellow version of Anyway” seeing as how that’s the only way it’s listed on Napster. Let me know if you have an idea…

“ANYWAY”
by Dynamite Hack

You gotta be kidding me
I’m through with you girl anyway
I’ll wait for you I always do
it’s dumb but I want to anyway

So here we are stuck in hell
same old game we know it well
don’t mind…anyway
spark it up and numb me on and off again
oh what the hell
I don’t mind…anyway

been sittin’ here have another beer
I’m drunk but i want some anyway
I just don’t care enough about you
so fuck you anyway

So here we are stuck in hell
same old game we know it well
I don’t mind…anyway
spark it up and numb me on and off again
oh what the hell
I don’t mind…anyway

you gotta be kidding me
I’m through with you girl anyway
too numb to know that I’m happy
without you i’m better off anyway

I just don’t care enough about this to make the effort to show you that I care enough to try to get you back in bed with me

So here we are stuck in hell
same old game we know it well
I don’t mind…anyway
spark it up and numb me on and off again
oh what the hell
I don’t mind…anyway

I’m sitting here at work in a complete funk. There isn’t a whole lot for me to do…I’ve blasted through everything so quick I think I’ve stunned them. I took an extra long lunch, called some utility companies, and even called a couple people back about job interviews. One sounds really cool…and she seemed excited to talk to me and said she “really liked my resume” at least three times in the message. That one’s looking good…

I’m pretty dressed up today, for me, that is. My new dress slacks I nabbed for $12 this weekend, a nice shirt and throw in my fancy red bra and I’m feeling pretty snazzy. But it’s the whole “all dressed up and nowhere to go” bit…would be more exciting if I was running around the office or actually accomplishing something.

I did find a few things at Barnes and Noble today…a Fireworks Bible, two E.E. Cummings books of poetry, Lenny Kravitz’ Greatist Hits, and the second Harry Potter book. Everything on sale, what could I say?

Time for the snoozy ride home on Metro 342.

Lego porn anyone?

Some people just have too much time on their hands…

(link from anonymous)