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1. Off to a job fair.
2. Also watching UNC-Chapel Hill practice. (My aunt is a junkie. I have to help her addiction so someone in the family understands how it is for me and NASCAR.)
3. Job interview next week.
4. Dog got scared by a bird this morning. It was cute.
5. Phone won't stop ringing today. Ack!
2. Also watching UNC-Chapel Hill practice. (My aunt is a junkie. I have to help her addiction so someone in the family understands how it is for me and NASCAR.)
3. Job interview next week.
4. Dog got scared by a bird this morning. It was cute.
5. Phone won't stop ringing today. Ack!
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Hi!
*waves*
I'm bored.
I'm currently waiting for my aunt to call, because she's coming by to learn about walking Chester. She's my dog walker for the next 24 hours. She was going to apply for a job somewhere first, then call me and come by. Have I heard from her? Nope. Which is frustrating, because I need to take a bath and wash my hair and wash the dog's butt and really, I can't do those things because that's when she'll call! (I know the odds.)
Also, I've done several things on my list already, so all that's left is finish packing, all the washing stuff, one errand, and then when Bubbles calls, we head out. I've even exercised already to keep my muscles loose.
Also also, there are cute puppies on Craig's List and I want two of them sooooo bad.
ETA: And of course my aunt called as soon as I posted this. So I have time to wash my face before she gets here.
ETA2: And one of my neighbors is cooking fish. Smells soooo good.
*waves*
I'm bored.
I'm currently waiting for my aunt to call, because she's coming by to learn about walking Chester. She's my dog walker for the next 24 hours. She was going to apply for a job somewhere first, then call me and come by. Have I heard from her? Nope. Which is frustrating, because I need to take a bath and wash my hair and wash the dog's butt and really, I can't do those things because that's when she'll call! (I know the odds.)
Also, I've done several things on my list already, so all that's left is finish packing, all the washing stuff, one errand, and then when Bubbles calls, we head out. I've even exercised already to keep my muscles loose.
Also also, there are cute puppies on Craig's List and I want two of them sooooo bad.
ETA: And of course my aunt called as soon as I posted this. So I have time to wash my face before she gets here.
ETA2: And one of my neighbors is cooking fish. Smells soooo good.
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If there were video of what just transpired, it would be a minor YouTube hit.
Phone rings at 6 am. Yanks me out of a hard sleep. (Um, not helped by the fact that my ring tone is Dean being snarky. However, not as scary as I'd worried it would be. Oddly comforting, even.) I do my standard stumble and groan like Frankenstein's monster trying to find my phone and/or glasses.
Find both, naturally just after the person hangs up. Number I don't recognize.
So this leads to the inevitable - me turning on the laptop at this early hour to figure out who the number belongs to. Then, when the laptop takes forever, calling my dad's cell because the only person I know out and about at this hour (actually on the road as it were) is my dad, so have to make sure he hasn't been in a car accident.
For the record, dad is okay, phone number search turned up nothing, and I'm bleary eyed and going back to bed. *g*
Phone rings at 6 am. Yanks me out of a hard sleep. (Um, not helped by the fact that my ring tone is Dean being snarky. However, not as scary as I'd worried it would be. Oddly comforting, even.) I do my standard stumble and groan like Frankenstein's monster trying to find my phone and/or glasses.
Find both, naturally just after the person hangs up. Number I don't recognize.
So this leads to the inevitable - me turning on the laptop at this early hour to figure out who the number belongs to. Then, when the laptop takes forever, calling my dad's cell because the only person I know out and about at this hour (actually on the road as it were) is my dad, so have to make sure he hasn't been in a car accident.
For the record, dad is okay, phone number search turned up nothing, and I'm bleary eyed and going back to bed. *g*
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Great. I'm getting stalked and my dog is trying to catch hawks.
*headdesk*
Way to start a Saturday!
*headdesk*
Way to start a Saturday!
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Of the Happy Making:
1. Wil Wheaton recruits Levar Burton to Twitter.
2. Levar Burton is recruiting Brent Spiner.
If someone recruits Picard, I'll die laughing.
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Of the Sucky:
1. Spent last half hour of the day discussing layoffs with coworkers.
2. The ShamWow guy.
1. Wil Wheaton recruits Levar Burton to Twitter.
2. Levar Burton is recruiting Brent Spiner.
If someone recruits Picard, I'll die laughing.
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Of the Sucky:
1. Spent last half hour of the day discussing layoffs with coworkers.
2. The ShamWow guy.
*is irked*
My brand new food processor that I haven't used before? Doesn't work.
*pouts*
Also, I tossed the box the day after Christmas.
(I have emailed the customer service people on the paperwork that was in the box. It was a Christmas present, after all. And it doesn't work not one iota. I was making salsa and going to get to use my new toy!)
Okay, can today stop with the random crappy stuff?
My rent is due by the 5th. Technically it means end of working day on the 5th. I was headed over to pay my rent and realized...I have no checks. I ordered more, but they haven't come in yet. In fact, the check for the checks only cleared last week. Meaning, they're still processing my order, so I won't get them until later this month.
That means I need to go get a money order. Today. I'm at the rehab center tomorrow from 8 to 2, so I can't go to the post office then. Sunday is of course Sunday. Monday is work and I won't get home (due to new carpooling with mom) until after the landlord's office is closed.
Should I mention I also have wet hair and brownies in the oven? LOL
My brand new food processor that I haven't used before? Doesn't work.
*pouts*
Also, I tossed the box the day after Christmas.
(I have emailed the customer service people on the paperwork that was in the box. It was a Christmas present, after all. And it doesn't work not one iota. I was making salsa and going to get to use my new toy!)
Okay, can today stop with the random crappy stuff?
My rent is due by the 5th. Technically it means end of working day on the 5th. I was headed over to pay my rent and realized...I have no checks. I ordered more, but they haven't come in yet. In fact, the check for the checks only cleared last week. Meaning, they're still processing my order, so I won't get them until later this month.
That means I need to go get a money order. Today. I'm at the rehab center tomorrow from 8 to 2, so I can't go to the post office then. Sunday is of course Sunday. Monday is work and I won't get home (due to new carpooling with mom) until after the landlord's office is closed.
Should I mention I also have wet hair and brownies in the oven? LOL
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Random factoid:
There is a product called "Snatch Latch".
No, I do not know what it's for. Who cares? It's Snatch Latch! *g* (Things I learn from turning on SPEED channel during Two Guys Garage.)
There is a product called "Snatch Latch".
No, I do not know what it's for. Who cares? It's Snatch Latch! *g* (Things I learn from turning on SPEED channel during Two Guys Garage.)
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Ow!
1. They're doing construction right outside my window, so there's lots of noise.
2. The construction also means tons of diesel fumes.
3. Add in babysitting a child who's teething and thinks your necklace makes a great teething ring (thereby making it look like he was giving me a hickey - it's a short necklace) and likes clutching handfulls of hair at the same time...
And I hurt.
(Plus my stupid right leg is being a pain. I don't know why, but my right knee has decided to throb every once in a while if I step funny. I wrapped it this weekend and it behaved, and now I'm back to pain. Plus my right foot is hurting again. *sigh*)
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Now to call the vet (my dog has a strange lump on his side). And pay three bills. And edit my resume (again, because apparently honesty is not expected, so time to 'reimagine' what I do). And then if I'm done with everything, I can write. Or at least try to find software that will let me lay out a family tree so I have that better rendered graphically for the writing.
1. They're doing construction right outside my window, so there's lots of noise.
2. The construction also means tons of diesel fumes.
3. Add in babysitting a child who's teething and thinks your necklace makes a great teething ring (thereby making it look like he was giving me a hickey - it's a short necklace) and likes clutching handfulls of hair at the same time...
And I hurt.
(Plus my stupid right leg is being a pain. I don't know why, but my right knee has decided to throb every once in a while if I step funny. I wrapped it this weekend and it behaved, and now I'm back to pain. Plus my right foot is hurting again. *sigh*)
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Things Learned by Going to Christmas On Sunset in Downtown
1. You can't pay me to go in a flea market.
2. However, I can spend way too much time in antiques stores. Especially when they have two floors.
3. Random ladders are far more entertaining than guys on stilts.
4. Downtown is a lot more developed than I even knew. Coffee shops! Old fashioned burger joints! Some person named Gizzie!
5. Gingerbread men taste good. Apparently, to my dog, they are the BEST THING EVER. (I only gave him a tiny piece of arm. He then tried to climb me.)
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To Do List
As I have a very busy long weekend, I've got to write down the things I need to do.
1. Grocery shop. Creatively.
2. Write some Stewart/Harvick Christmas silliness.
3. Wrap presents.
4. Straighten up apartment.
5. Dye hair.
6. Possibly cook...something soupish.
7. Go to dad's Christmas program.
8. Avoid talking to sister.
9. Go to Christmas program and dinner for Gran's birthday.
10. Again, avoid talking to sister.
1. You can't pay me to go in a flea market.
2. However, I can spend way too much time in antiques stores. Especially when they have two floors.
3. Random ladders are far more entertaining than guys on stilts.
4. Downtown is a lot more developed than I even knew. Coffee shops! Old fashioned burger joints! Some person named Gizzie!
5. Gingerbread men taste good. Apparently, to my dog, they are the BEST THING EVER. (I only gave him a tiny piece of arm. He then tried to climb me.)
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To Do List
As I have a very busy long weekend, I've got to write down the things I need to do.
1. Grocery shop. Creatively.
2. Write some Stewart/Harvick Christmas silliness.
3. Wrap presents.
4. Straighten up apartment.
5. Dye hair.
6. Possibly cook...something soupish.
7. Go to dad's Christmas program.
8. Avoid talking to sister.
9. Go to Christmas program and dinner for Gran's birthday.
10. Again, avoid talking to sister.
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It's been really dry lately, and either that or my allergies have resulted in me itching like a fool.
Last night I decided to do something about it. I liberally applied lotion. Then I took a Benadryl, just in case the itching (which would result in random raised red bumps sometimes) was hives.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sarbah77 is sitting back, commiserating right now.
One or the other did some good. Except for the part where I went to sleep at 8 pm as a result. 10 hours of sleep. And right now I'm on Coke number 4 and exhausted. *dies*
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Also, another pup in the house! Her name is Rachel and she is cute and lovable.
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Also, apparently petting the pup is leading to itching more. Dang it! It's allergies. *grumbles* On the plus side, I do have a tube of Benadryl cream here at work. I'll need it, because the one at home is almost used up. (I bought two back when I got bitten by mosquitos 32 times. It was a painful few days recovering from those things. I looked like I'd been on Survivor for 13 days.)
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Bizarre thing my sister and I remember this morning: when we were little, we got stung by jellyfish. So there's your randomness for the day.
Last night I decided to do something about it. I liberally applied lotion. Then I took a Benadryl, just in case the itching (which would result in random raised red bumps sometimes) was hives.
sarbah77 is sitting back, commiserating right now.One or the other did some good. Except for the part where I went to sleep at 8 pm as a result. 10 hours of sleep. And right now I'm on Coke number 4 and exhausted. *dies*
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Also, another pup in the house! Her name is Rachel and she is cute and lovable.
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Also, apparently petting the pup is leading to itching more. Dang it! It's allergies. *grumbles* On the plus side, I do have a tube of Benadryl cream here at work. I'll need it, because the one at home is almost used up. (I bought two back when I got bitten by mosquitos 32 times. It was a painful few days recovering from those things. I looked like I'd been on Survivor for 13 days.)
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Bizarre thing my sister and I remember this morning: when we were little, we got stung by jellyfish. So there's your randomness for the day.
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One of my boss's friends is down in Louisiana right now. She took a contract job with FEMA. The nature of the job is in keeping with her skill set (and will involve her organizing the hell out of stuff and dealing with the local governments). This woman is great and smart and has a heart of gold.
And she's down there for 90 days, working 14 hours a day, and can't come home for Christmas.
I am SO sending her something. Cookies. A cheesecake. Some sort of gift basket so that she has a little bit of a Christmas. She's living in a hotel, working her butt off to help others and try to fix the mess that government has already caused.
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One of the partners is having hip replacement surgery. I just found this out. He's having it next week. For grief's sake! How are we supposed to cover for him if he won't tell us!
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My mother's cat (that rides in the stroller) has acne. You read that right, the cat has acne. Under his chin. And is underweight. On the flip side, one of the other cats is overweight. So Miss Hiss has to go on a diet, and so does Miss Priss, but Rascal has to be fed separately now so that he gains weight. And Mom had to by Stridex pads to deal with his acne.
And she's down there for 90 days, working 14 hours a day, and can't come home for Christmas.
I am SO sending her something. Cookies. A cheesecake. Some sort of gift basket so that she has a little bit of a Christmas. She's living in a hotel, working her butt off to help others and try to fix the mess that government has already caused.
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One of the partners is having hip replacement surgery. I just found this out. He's having it next week. For grief's sake! How are we supposed to cover for him if he won't tell us!
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My mother's cat (that rides in the stroller) has acne. You read that right, the cat has acne. Under his chin. And is underweight. On the flip side, one of the other cats is overweight. So Miss Hiss has to go on a diet, and so does Miss Priss, but Rascal has to be fed separately now so that he gains weight. And Mom had to by Stridex pads to deal with his acne.
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We're getting a nightclub on the bottom floor of my building (technically, the basement). Name? Metropolis. Hee!
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Coworker just got a puppy! OMG! Puppy! I want to play with a puppy now!
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( America's Next Top Model )
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Coworker just got a puppy! OMG! Puppy! I want to play with a puppy now!
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( America's Next Top Model )
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