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And now for my whiny emo bitchfest post.
Jul. 30th, 2008 07:07 pmI've been in the pool all of 6 times this year.
Why?
Because when it isn't full of families and screaming kids, it's locked for 'invisible maintenance' (IE: Supposedly they're Doing Something to it, but there's no one there, and it stays Mysteriously Locked until 'family time' rolls around in the afternoon).
I'm at the point of wanting to strangle everyone in the pool (why aren't you using the pool in the back where your apartments are located, folks? You know, the bigger one that's meant for the kids and families? The one right next to your two, three and four bedroom apartments...unlike the single and two room ones up front where I am and most of the residents are single adults and couples?), and taking a bat to the office management.
Yes, I'm *that* frustrated. For the past three weeks, whenever the pool has been clear of said kids, and I've gotten dressed to swim and walked over, the pool has been locked up. Every Single Time.
I'm just hoping once school starts, I'll have a better chance at it before it gets too cold to swim.
And yes, I realize I sound like a selfish, spoiled, bratty little bitch, but when last year I didn't have this problem, and that pool is the only free and non-heat stroke inducing exercise I can do right now, and I've been dealing with this for two months...I'm getting just a LITTLE peeved.
D:
This could be morbid, but...
Jun. 19th, 2008 01:59 pmWhen Shiea died two years ago, I did the same (by then, it was really bad between ex and I, Dad was the one to loan me the money, and she never liked Shiea anywhere near as much as she liked Shiimi. Probably because Shiea was never one to put up with bullshit or people that lived in it).
Dad has already said it was okay to send the ashes to him so that he could spread them out in the back yard, next to the lake that comes up to the end of his property. We just haven't managed to get them there yet. I'm going to have Dad send the boxes back to me afterward.
I am wondering what to do with the boxes though. Originally, I thought to make them into memory boxes, but I have few pictures of either of them, and none of their original belongings (they either got 'lost' or thrown out *cough* 'by accident' when I still lived there). That, and I'm done mourning for them and just want to remember them. The few pictures I have are on a photo disk, and I can pull the pictures up on that whenever I want just fine.
That, and odd as it sounds, it seems a waste to just have two very nice cedar boxes laying around with very little to them but the name plaques on the lids.
So I'm thinking to make them storage. Maybe for scented oils or incense I like.
Or even art pens and inks--Shiimi always liked sitting on the table when I worked, and Shiea always liked being curled up at my feet. Would it be appropriate then to use their holding boxes for that?
What do you guys think? Or is that whole concept just too weird?
Dragon Egg
Jun. 14th, 2008 01:30 pm
so that it will hatch. I have seven days to do so, or the egg dies.
Anyone up for helping me out? It's a shy egg. Help me socialize it! :)
So that cold
Jun. 10th, 2008 07:22 amRight now though, it's taken up residence in my vocal cords. Yay, laryngitis. :(
The good news is that I don't have a fever, sore throat, swollen glands, or the spiffy white dots in the back of my throat that would signify strep, so that's one relief. That, and the cold meds I got this morning seem to be clearing things up a little. I still sound a little rough, but at least I can talk now without choking on my own flem.
Poor Foot is confused, because she's used to 'talking' back and forth with me, and right now, everything I 'say' sounds like a growl and with no tonal variation whatsoever. I took to just whispering 'good girl' and petting her for the meantime, because that big yellow kitten stare she has while she tries to figure what's up with Mom (and whether or not Mom is going to eat her), is kinda making me go 'aww' in that sad way.
Anyhow, at work at the moment, although I might try to beg off the rest of the day if I start feeling really bad. There is much sleeping in my immediate future.
Ponderings
Jun. 9th, 2008 09:42 pmAlso, I've had a cough and 'flavored' yuck come up from said cough (yes, yes, TMI) since I woke up this morning. I think I'm getting a summer cold.
Suck.
That was fun...not.
Jun. 8th, 2008 07:39 pmHad I been faster and not concentrating on 1) trying to turn my detector off (I thought maybe it was malfunctioning) and 2) getting my shorts on first, I would have been able to grab Foot and get her into the carry case before she bolted for under the bed (note for next time; grab cat THEN worry about clothes, etc). Fortunately though, there wasn't an actual fire, but it did take the FD about ten minutes to show.
Even better, we had to wait for the Dallas FD, because the Carrollton FD down the street is apparently not for us. :/ (Second note: don't expect a three minute response, because technically the FD closest to ours does not exist. Also: find out the Dallas FD number so that I don't have to bug the Carrollton switchboard and consequently get freaking annoyed.).
And yeah, my ears feel like I went to another Bon Jovi concert...except this was nowhere near as fun. But I helped the FD guys get hold of management and maintenace when they couldn't get the damn thing to shut up without completely disabling it. So that was good.
Anyhow, off to coax Foot out from under the bed.
Yep, it's just about summer.
May. 29th, 2008 07:47 amHow can I tell?
Because there's actually a distinct difference in color between my white socks and undies and the color of my skin.
*g*
For part of the reason I'm not already doing what I want to do for a living, never tried too hard, and am still dithering about.
I'm afriad of getting famous for it.
And my mom finding out/finding me/finding the press.
She has a big mouth and lies a lot. She'd be a PR nightmare.
...It makes sense. :/
Yeah, I fail at cellphones
May. 26th, 2008 10:59 amSo, there was the possibility of going 'out' this weekend with friends.
My cellphone ran out of battery charge Thursday night, made a beep to let me know, and turned off. I pluuged it in, charged it, unplugged it when it said the charge was full.
...and forgot to actually turn the cellphone back on once I did that.
So...heh. Missed all my calls. Scared my friends (SORRY!!!!! ^^;), and spent a rather quiet weekend at home instead because of that.
I so fail. God help me if I ever need that thing for an actual emergency. Heh.
Feeling much better today
May. 21st, 2008 06:50 amI also let the Zyrtec run its course. Now that I'm off it, I actually feel a LOT better, and my eyes, though still slightly red, are nowhere near as bad as they were yesterday (that's probably lack of the same amount of allergens in the air, but still...). I suspect Zyrtec and I are not destined to be friends. Which is fine, because that shit is expensive.
I'm also less grouchy, less feeling like I need to be in the bathroom, and not feeling like I'm going to hurl at all.
Denise Richards still pisses me off big time, though, so I can't blame that on the drugs. ;)
Well, I've gone and done it now
May. 20th, 2008 09:34 amThis should prove interesting...
Dear Kitchen
May. 20th, 2008 07:29 amDon't come to the front door, ask for gloves, and then walk back to your area and expect me to wander over there with them a few seconds later when you could have easily waited for the twenty seconds it took for me to bring them to you at the door. If nothing else, I don't feel like guessing when one of you will acutally open the security locked back door for me (especially since you all have this habit of NOT answering it until I have to lean on the doorbell--something I hate being done to me). You want them, you wait at my door and carry them back, okay? It doesn't take that long for me to get from back to front.
ETA:
And when you finally come back? Don't tell me you thought 'wait there at the front door' meant 'go to my door at the back'. Because I know you lied. For the simple reason that when you weren't waiting at the front door, I completely checked the door area and my dock to make that you didn't do exactly that, or go to another door, or even go to the bathroom while you waited. Lying like that makes me want to shove the gloves up your nose when I finally do get them to you.
No, I am not user friendly today.
And I was smart and got goggles this year, so that I could wear my contacts, have 'sunglasses' on to cut down water-glare, and therefore, you know, see. :)
So, YAY!!!!
Let's see if swimming works as well now as it did last year with the whole 'begone foul fat!' thing.
