Therapy for me, Fun for you! My ideas, concepts, and general comments on the stupidity around me.
Friday, October 17, 2003
Ok, so in the last entry I said I'd be back tomorrow...I should've said I'll be back tomorrow (or not). I have become grossly undependable. You may fire at will. Although frankly, I don't know what the hell will did that he deserves to be fired upon so regularly. Must've been something bad. Perhaps he was wearing a t-shirt from tshirthell.com and offended...well...everyone. I love that site. If you haven't checked it out, do so. However, you must have a sense of humor. If you don't, it won't be any fun for you. If your sense of humor is warped like mine, you'll love it. Especially the new wrapping paper section. Zombs, there are some cute ones for bebes too.
Ok, onto the rantings & ravings. Well, actually there aren't any at the second, so I'll give you some good news. The social worker who has been supervising our little family dynamic visited yesterday. She was on the case in order to keep the kids in my custody due to their frequent past visits to the attention center (juvie). Anyhow, she said yesterday that things here have improved vastly, and she's going to decrease her visits. She'll now be coming every other week instead of every week. This deserves a "YAY!" Go on...I'll wait. Anyhow, if things keep going like they have been, she'll close the case sooner than any of us thought possible. Which is good since I can't stand people in our business. It's really embarassing to have outsiders know just how looney you are. (insert Looney Tunes theme song here.)
We're still having fun with the kitten, having let her discover catnip. She is so funny when she's high. On a sad note though, we had to put one of the weezoos down since she was NOT spayed as the pet store told us. As a result, she got tumors and was really really sick. Obviously we were really sad. Kate got mad at me since I didn't let her say goodbye, but she'll get over it. It's not like she paid all that much attention to them anyhow. However, I guess she's living proof that you never know how much you'll miss something until it's gone. The remaining weezoo was a little confused for a while, looking for her absent friend & cage-mate, but she seems to be doing ok now. We make sure and lavish more attention on her so she doesn't have time to be lonely. She and the cat are forming an interesting relationship. The cat climbs up on the cage to follow the weezoo wherever she goes, and the weezoo bites the cat anytime she can. It's really quite amusing. You'd think the cat would've learned by now. Ah well...some of us are slower learners than others.
I still haven't heard anything about the application I put in at Sam's Club the other day, so I'm calling them tomorrow. I think saying, "Are you fuckers going to hire me or NOT?" wouldn't be the correct approach, but I may use it depending on how vague they are being. I'm beginning to think that this whole mentally ill/homicidal thingy might be getting in the way of my getting a job. Perhaps I should apply at the post office? Ok, that wasn't nice, but I'm not going to erase it so nyeeeeeeeeeeh.
Well, the bf is coming either late tonight or early tomorrow morning, so there are some things I need to get done. Work before play, you know.
It occurs to me that as my life is getting more "normal," I'm becoming boring. I'll try to do something rash in order to entertain you guys sometime soon. I tried to knock over a 7-11, but it was too heavy. Too bad they don't have those photomat kiosks anymore. Nothing worth doing is ever easy though. Maybe I'll try a dairy mart next time. =O)
posted by Seekers at 2:26 PM
Monday, October 13, 2003
Ok, we'll try this again. I blogged the other day, but my stupid computer wouldn't let me post it. Now we seem to have all the bugs worked out (knock wood) since I stole my son's hard drive from his PC that he wasn't using. Anyhow, my e-mail now works although I need to rebuild my address book, my internet works, and I'm hoping that this works too. We'll see, I suppose. And as previously promised, I've decided (again) to keep this thing up to date. In case you guys are interested. If you're not...well...I'm used to talking to myself. I have kids, you know.
Anyhow, nothing much is new on this front except I'm really taking umbrage at the lottery fairy ducking my calls. Mean bitch. I'm gonna pull her little wings off, see if I don't. I need to get my car fixed, I need to catch up on bills, and dammit, I deserve a mansion with fountains & shit and about 6 new cars. Plus now that my parents are "dead" I suppose I'll have to pay for college for my kids myself. Which sucks. A lot. Speaking of college, I've actually taken some action to re-enroll myself for classes starting in January. No one have any strokes, it's only for a certificate program for medical transcription. It's not like I'm actually going to complete my bachelor's. I think if I did, the world would stop spinning. Anyhow, I'll have a full class load in January and no more than 3 classes for the following sessions. I'll have completed everything by summer of 2005. That seems like such a long time away, but I keep forgetting 2003 is almost over. Anyhow, wish me luck with sticking with it. I have this annoying habit of not finishing things I start. This, however, would be most beneficial to me. If I get a job with a company called Medquist--one of the largest and fastest growing contractors of outsourced transcription work, it's very possible I could be making about 50 to 60k a year AND working at home. That's my eventual goal. If I have to do a couple years' hospital or clinic work, so be it. Uh oh...someone alert the media. I actually set a goal. Now let's see if I achieve it. I do have every intention of doing so. Let's also hope that Mr. Bi-polar or Ms. ADD don't rear their ugly heads to get in the way. We shall overcome!
Jesus, I'm almost optimistic and perky. Someone slap me. I am well aware that hope is a four-letter word.
Ok, well the other day was a Dickens day. I got calls from husband past, husband present, and husband future. I felt like running through the streets in a nightshirt shouting vague giftmas things & cooking a goose. I laid down till it passed though. No arrests for me this week. Besides, I would've probably kicked Tiny Tim's crutch & beat him over the head with it. You know how moody I get.
The kids are mostly behaving themselves of late although they're still moody & mouthy. Since they inherited those traits, I can't fault them for it too much, but I do anyway. They're both doing well on probation, so I think I'll have the agency keep them on it until they're like 30. I'll look into that and let you know.
Anyhow, I just wanted to drop a few lines to let you guys know I'm still alive & stuff. Oh yeah, and to tell you something funny. My bf was having a bad day on Sat. and the crowning glory (or last straw) was that he opened the side door to his van which promptly fell off. I, of course, got the visual of him standing there with a door in his hands and immediately started laughing my ass off, which I believe is not the reaction he was looking for. However, he's a good sport and knows that if it had happened to me instead of him, he'd have not let it go for months. You gotta love that about friends & lovers--the overwhelming necessity of continuing to point out the stupid shit you've done and never let you forget it. Regardless of my unexpected response to him, he feels better now, and so do I. You gotta appreciate that.
Ok, I'm out of here. I'll be back tomorrow at least if not today. Depends on what happens. Too bad it's not Wednesday. For those of you who remember Romper Room, Wednesday is "anything can happen day." I'll hope for the best though. Maybe someone will trip going across the street when I'm driving to the shrink's office. That should cheer me up. Later gators. :)