bitching

Aug. 4th, 2004 03:31 am
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ugh. 3:30am.

back hurts, head hurts, eyes hurt.

psoriasis itches. the stuff that usually appears only on my palms is cropping up on my fingertips. odd.

melatonin has come and gone.

right now, someone outside is using what sounds like a circular saw. also odd.
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Go see The Village. It rocks.

I hated Shyamalan's other movies, but this one is really, really, really good.
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Yay! Temp agency wonderfulness! Don't beleive them when they say "hiring"; apparently that means "waiting list". So, no job just yet, despite the 4+ hours I just spent playing monkey and putting nuts on bolts to prove I know how to use my fingers.

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On a different note, I really don't get all the Memphis bitching I hear. Not just on the [livejournal.com profile] memphis_tn community today, but otherwise, continuously. Ever live in another city? It's exactly the same. People steal, rob, loot, plunder, vandalize, beg, and smoke crack everywhere, so when people say "That's Memphis", all I can think is "you're sheltered".
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blip.

Very very loopy. Couldn't sleep the night before last; last night went to bed very early (9:30! shocking!), got up this morning at 7:30. My pattern is fucked.

Got an interview today at 1:15, at Manpower, for a job with the Federal Reserve. Third shift, tossing checks, but it pays. I'm pretty hopeful, if not fairly sure I'll get it. Probably should take a couple keyboarding tests here at home before I go, just to be certain my fingers are in 10-key mode; doesn't matter either way, though. She said the job only requires 7500kph, and I max out at 15000.

The poppies are growing... 14 shoots came up the other day, I thought that'd be all.. But, no! This morning, we're up to 40! pushes the watering schedule back a little, but I'm sure they'll be fine.

Sunday night at art night, I finished making a book; covered it in prismatic mylar. I wasn't very careful, so it doesn't look too great, but at least I have the basic skill down. :P ... the next few sundays we're gonna do, in order: ink, paper, quills, and calligraphy. Should be fun.
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kazaa lite smokes crack.
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Hmm.. Seems the apartment above ours finally has an occupant, and damn, that motherfucker likes to stomp when he walks.
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Hmm. Not much to say in here in awhile, I suppose. Just keep on chuggin'.

Still looking for work, not much luck. funfun.

Been cooking a lot lately. Last night I attempted to make chikki, but I burned the jaggery. All the more-or-less american foods I've been making turn out good though -- spaghetti, pot pie, beef stew. A good thing, too, 'cause I can make a meal for both of us for roundabouts $5. Hmm.. I think I'll make another pot pie today. Try for a crispier crust. I've become so fucking domestic I should wear sundresses, fake tan and a perm.

Jason splurged and got a big plastic tub and some soil, which I will mix with sand from the sanctuary and plant.. poppies! oooh.

Otherwise, I have lots of time on my hands. The house stays spotless. I beat Max Payne 2 in five sittings. Myst 3: Exile I beat pretty quickly too, ~20 hours, but it was easy.

High came by yesterday; apparently he's got some poison oak oil hanging around on his bag or something (he works outdoors a lot), because now I have poison oak on my right eyelid and shoulder, left foot, and on my left ring-finger on a spot already broken out in psoriasis. Not enough to itch.. just an observation.

ugh. Time to get dressed and go to the post office. Been selling a few things on Ebay. The money I'll get from that'll help.
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Let's propogate a black person's phone number across LJ, so we can laugh at how they talk!

wow. how white of you.
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this is very interesting.



yes, I fell for it. read this if you didna know already -- I didn't, obviously.
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heh.

A couple weeks ago a nervous first-call-center-job type person named Tareq calls me up and says they wanna put me in a program to send me to Atlanta, school me, me get some certs and place me at a job.

He calls back today to say they accepted me, and I ask how much the loan is for...

$15,000. I could get a masters for that.

I somehow doubt I'll be going...
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another doctor, another $100 prescription, this time for a long z-word I'm not sure I know how to pronounce correctly much less spell it here.

didn't care for him much -- kind of impersonal. can't really expect much more from a free clinic though, so whatever.

jobba jobba. gotta getta jobba.

it's interesting. at one point I was sick and homeless but had a job; now I'm sick and jobless but have a home. I'm not sure which situation is more annoying.
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hmm.

I seem to have been fired due to attendance.

They had the security guard do the actual firing. How's that for professionalism?

lala, job hunting.
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two months of random nausea, heartburn, indigestion, and not being able to trust food really begins to wear on one.
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back from the mountain -- had a blast.

note to self: lsd and onions do not mix.

shhh for safety!
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I have a great idea! Let's allow our "repair depot" (read: assembly-line-style factory) to run out of logic boards, and then have our "repair technicians" (read: slave labor) pull boards out of units all night!

tedium.
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Blurpa blurpa.

Database is down, can't do anything. funfun.

One positive result of being stomach-sick: I've apparently lost my soda addiction. Took a break just now, and got a Pepsi for the caffeine; realised halfway through drinking it that I really didn't want it.
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Just spent the weekend at Short Mountain -- grooviness. Set up tents, wandered muchly, chased goats and chickens and chopped some po-tay-toes. Napped in a hammock on the knoll in the sun, napped in a hammock on the knoll under stars. smoked a bowl in the memorial garden and talked about the past.

In five days, I get to go back and stay for a full week instead of one night.

this week needs to go by very quickly.
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spoke too soon; I may have been able to work the entirety of my shift yesterday, but today I left early again, making it home just in time to puke.

on a good note, my hair is currently purple on one side, and red on the other.
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Today is a good day for more than one reason, but one reason in particular is important:

I AM NO LONGER AFRAID TO EAT.

Thank god.

This weekend I'm going up with some others to set up for the gathering. Yay! Pre-gathering mountainy goodness. I can't complain.

The next weekend... Beltaine 2004, bitches! A week at SMS. Glorious.

I still don't have any costumes. Bahahahah.

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