Available For Rent...

Me, that is. Please hire me on and offer me money before they do.

I had my interview at Wal-mart tonight. It's not really over. There are two portions, but due to computer malfunctions they could not complete the interview and are asking me to return tomorrow.

The funny thing is, the sign that they want to hire you is after your interview they ask you to take a drug test.

My interview isn't even over yet and I know my drug test date.

Why waste my time with an interview if you knew that you were going to hire me?

Because I Told You Too...

...that's why.

Go check out Black Sheep. The newest member of our little coven.

Because She Loves Me...

Kittenspawn has some talent, huh? Here's the necklace that she made for me. Well, not for me. But...I saw it...and I had to have it. So let me have my delusion and believe she made it FOR me.

Am I Still Thirsty...

It's Thirsty Thursday. It's normally softball Thursday. The season is over.

My favorite bartender called last night and asked what we were doing tonight. It's a conversation that has been had many times over with assorted friends.

The only answer...

"Go to the Northwestern, of course."

Flashback...

Today is my interveiw at Wal-mart for a 2nd job.

It's like going back in time 8 years.

I am not really excited about it. But I need some cash bad.

Crazy Like A Straw...

You remember crazy straws, right? Weren't those things the shit?

Anyway, so yesterday was a very dramatic day for me. Lots of crying girls needing me to save their days.

I was hiding out in my apartment, doing the dishes and I hear a knock on the door.

I turn around to see the neighbor that I always try to avoid. The nieghbor that I always thought was a little off. Lots of little clues. Like standing outside holding a catheter bag.

Anyway, she stands in my living room and proceeds to tell me that she was admitted to the mental health department in one of the best hospitals in the state for the last 10 days. And that she had been admitted to the local hospital's mental health department 8 times since January. And how she finally has been diagnosed correctly as being Bi-polar. And how the only medication strong enough to treat her condition is ... Lithium.

Ok. I am not one to judge. Everyone has their demons but not everyone stands in my living room and explains all the ways that they are bat-shit crazy.

All I could think standing there listening to her was, "Time to move."

Chronicles Of The Still-Not College Bound...

So my advising appointment was this morning. It wasn't the most enlightening appointment of my life.

I had to re-apply, which was fun. I had to pay the application fee again. Even though, I am a student and I even have an ID number. So, as a result, I also was not able to enroll in classes for the spring. I have to wait to get re-accepted.

I also wasn't able to get my transcripts released to me right away because apparently, I had late fees in the LRC from 2000. To the amount of $27!!! What in the hell did I think I needed to keep for an extra 21 days?!

The only positive thing that came out of this experience was that I learned that I am not on academic probation like I thought. But possibly, financial aid probation. I find that amazing, because I have never recieved any aid....I don't think. But my GPA is 1.94, so one solid grade, and I am back in good standing.

I think I will feel better about things once I am actually enrolled.

Chronicles Of The College Bound...

There are possibly going to be alot of posts with this title for awhile. Bear with me whilest rant.

So I am talking to my supervisor today, letting her know that I am going back to school.

"I don't know how much we are going to be able to bend on your schedule."

WTF?!?!?! Bend on my schedule? If I can't be there, I can't be there.

What a douche bag.

Everyone is making this as tough as possible, I think.

Oh yes, and my step-dad thinks that I am wasting my money.

Chronicles Of The College Bound...

The closer the appointment draws...the more nervous I get.

Waffle Envy...

Did you know that such a thing exsisted?

I am at Joe and Barb's and there are Scooby-Doo shaped waffles on the counter.

I totally have waffle envy.

An Ode To My Apartment...

In the lastest installment, you find us in the bathroom (there's alot to talk about there, just you wait)

So I hop in the shower to wash my hair, because I am all hell bent on 'doing' my hair tonight. Don't get me wrong, I always do something with my hair...I have to, I have short curly hair. You HAVE to do something with it.

Well, tonight I felt like styling it. Which involved borrowing a blowdryer (I know, seriously, a girl that doesn't own a blow dryer? Hate the things...dry my curls out too much. Makes em fuzzy), cracked out the curling iron (Wait a minute, she has a curling iron, but not a blow dyer? I don't know how that happened...I have naturally curly hair.)

Anyway, I am getting ready to hop in the shower...(i.e. getting nekkid) and I go to plug in the curling iron...looking for the outlet that I have never needed...

THERE ISN'T ONE!

What the hell? No outlet in the bathroom?!?!?! WHO DOES THAT? I have five outlets in the bedroom...

So I have a trail of extention cords through the bedroom so I can do my hair in the bathroom.

I hate this apartment.

Leave Me Alone, I'm Lonely...

I am in a mood today. A lonely and needy mood. Except what I need, I can't have. So I am not going to talk about it.

Below please find a few posts that have been sitting in my inbox, that I just finally got around to posting. I included the dates that I wrote them.

But you probably don't care what I was thinking about a month ago. I don't really either.

Movie Mumblings (7/29/06)...

Clerks 2 - Ok, so not going to win an Oscar anytime soon. I laughed my ass off. It was so stupid. I loved it. It was exactly what I needed on a gloomy day last week. Yay! for Kevin Smith. I think he might just be one of my favorites in the movie industry. All the appropriate cameo appearances where there, minus Matt Damon.

This movie may be the only time I have ever laughed out loud at the use of the word "Cornhole". Well, outside of Beavis and Butthead, that is.

Go with really low expectations, and you will have a blast.

Movies I am hoping to catch on the big screen next are: Miami Vice, John Tucker Must Die, and Talladega Nights (which is going to also be retarded). And since typing that line I have just made plans with my bitches to go see John Tucker Must Die...tomorrow. (I never did make it to that movie.)

Too Much Too Soon (8/3/06)...

Is it just me or is it a touch too soon for 9/11 movies? I didn't think too much about United 93 when it came out, but I also didn't think I could go see it in the theatre. And I didn't.

Next week, World Trade Center comes out with Nicolas Cage. I don't watch a lot of TV anymore, so I didn't know this was coming out until I saw a poster at the local cinema. And what struck me as odd was this line "Based on a true story" (or something to that effect). HELLO?!?! DUH! No way. That really happened?

I think it's one thing for Ben Affleck to pimp out a fictional movie based on a historical event that happened 50+ years ago. (You remember that train wreck, Pearl Harbor) To me, this is still very much current events. It's not even been 5 years. This is still a very emotional hot spot for our nation. I remember everything about that day. I remember every emotion, every tear shed, how scared I was to go to sleep for fear something else would happen. I just don't know if I am ready to relive all of those emotions again.

Owwie...

I have an amazing hangover.


Could you read a little quieter?

Chronicles Of The College Bound...

After many, many phone calls, I have finally gotten my advising appointment.

And the appointment is 2 weeks eariler then then the twat who aswered the phone last week, told me to call about scheduling appointment.

Last night, there wass also a fantastic freak-out on my part. I started looking at some of my classes and am begining to wonder if I am smart enough to do this.

Chronicles Of The College Bound...

I called the financial aid office today. They weren't much help. They gave me a website to start applying for financial aid. Wahoo...thanks buddy.

But they did get me to pick a program.

As of now, I am a University Transfer student.

Major Blowage...

Drama that isn't mine.

That sucks.

Well, At Least She Can Legally Do That...

Kiki is turning 21 in a few weeks.

I have been elected to organize this event.

I think I am scared.

As the title implies, she can soon legally do what she does everynight anyway...

How's That For Flattery...

I have been paid too of the highest compliments of my life in the last few days.

I was told that I am not "bat shit crazy" like some of the girls in my life.

And

I am actually a goddess.

Who else wants to make me feel special now? Although, my nephew did a pretty good job of it when he almost knocked me over hugging me today. I love that kid.

A Complete 180...

I love when a completely crap day, turns itself around and becomes something to make you smile.

I love that!

Today, I was all freaking out over school (still am), but I was on the phone just bitching away to my mom on lunch (now you know things were bad...I called mom). And she asked if I was really going back to school when I couldn't afford groceries. My reply was simple.

"I will obviously, continue to not eat."

For the 1st time in my adult life, my mother stepped up to the plate and was a mother.

She showed up at work with no less then 10 shopping bags full of food.

"Now you have one less thing to worry about."

That might be the coolest thing she has ever done.

And then...(I know, you are thinking, how could it get any better?)

We had some weird techincal program problem that was giving our IT Deptment A-N-D the programs tech support quite a bit of problems ...

And I fixed it, while they were all sitting around scratching their heads...me. I had to tell the tech support guys how to fix their problems.

HA!

I know it might seem silly to you, but I am feeling pretty good about things right now.

It Shouldn't Be This Hard...

I have never been one to think things through real well. Ask anyone in my family.

Sometimes this is a good thing, sometimes I dive into something and end up making an ass of myself. But more often then not, the more time I have to prepare for anything major, I talk myself out of it and end up bitching out.

Well, as I mentioned eariler, my newest quest is going back to school. I was talking to Bartender Josh on Wednesday of last week, and he was talking about his upcoming class schedule. He had just registered for classes that morning. Classes started today. I had been listening to Melly talk about school starting for several weeks. I started to get really jealous of the oppourtunity that going to school would eventually open up to them. I looked at Josh and announced that I was going back. I was making an advising appointment for the next day and I was going. That was all the thought I put into it.

I called that afternoon to make my appointment, and I was basically shut out. I was told it was too late to register. WTF!!!! That's bullshit. Josh had just registered that morning. I didn't think about it too much, but was really annoyed. Whatever.

So trying not to think too much of it, I thought, ok. Well, I am off a day closer to the end of the month...I will call then to get an appointment to talk about the Spring semster. For all practical purposes, this is a far better idea anyway. I would have had to take tutition money and everything out of my vacation money and I really need this vacation.

So, I pull the spring schedule off the internet at work and start looking at classes. I call the advising office to make the appointment and the woman tells me I can't even make the appointment to....TALK...about spring until almost 30 days from now. WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!

I don't even know if I am staying in the same program. I am thinking about tranferring, looking into differnet educational paths...and I can't even get into talk to anyone.

And another thing I have to figure in is, that I left school on academic probation. I can't even think about transferring until that is cleared up, no school is going to touch me. I have work issues to think about, I can't afford to not work right now. I mean, I am not really living the high life right not. I am looking for a second job. I get alot of flack for being out all the time, well, I am barely spending $10 a week being out. That's really not unreasonable. I am usually drinking soda and hanging out at the NWL as an excuse not to be in my apartment alone. I can't really even buy groceries...which, I mean my clothes fit better...but still.

I have to think about financing...who is going to pay for all this? I certainly can't depending on my parents. They can barely take care of themselves. This is all stuff I want to get into advising and at least get pointed in the right direction...

..and I can't even get an appointment.

It's not supposed to be this hard....really it's not.

Strange Things...

It's been an emotionally long week.

I am excited it's mostly over now.

Raise Your Voice...

I think I just got talked into bad karaoke with Melly and her parents.

I am not sure how that happened really.

A Change In Directions...

Lots of stuff on my mind lately. I have eluded to this. Perhaps I haven't I forget what I blog and what I don't anymore. I used to blog everything. Now it seems, I blog nothing of interest.

Anyway...

Lots of changes on the horizon.

The biggest being in the education department. I am thinking about going back to school in the spring. I am looking to change programs, which basically means starting over. I am alright with that. I have stuff I need to work out as far as working and such but, it's time to finish that up and feel like I accomplished something with my life.

I know I can have better then what I do.

There's a lot of other stuff weighing prettily heavily on my mind right now, but trust that I will talk about it when the time is right.

Right now, I just need you to love me as much as I love you.

Edumacated...

I learned that you cannot sign up for classes at the local college 3 days before classes start.

Throw Down Tuesdays...

Today's battle of choice.

Slutty bitchy co-worker.

Problem: Trouble with authority. Mine. My position of power of hers.

Answer: Lock bitch in vault. Punch kidney.

Situation resolved.

All That And A Bag Of Piss...

Melly and I were just outside saying goodbye and so was my crazy church neighbor.

Normally, we wouldn't think anything of it.

Except she was standing there holding her cath bag.

The woman was standing outside. Holding a bag full of piss, connected by tubing to her cooch.

What does one say to that?

*sigh*

Today, I threw my hands up in frustration and had to remove myself from several situations.

I got up this morning, still wearing the clothes I came home in at 5 a.m. (I wasn't drinking, thou I was having a heart-to-heart with a friend). I grabbed a hat, and got in my car. Not really telling my friends where I was going, I left. I needed to not be in this town for awhile.

Well, due to a series of events, I ended up coming home in the evening.

I spent some time with someone who just let me talk. It was nice.

Then I got back to town and my frustrations were still here.

Instead of saying things that I knew I would regret, I bit a hole through my tongue. Sometimes it's easier to walk away.

Why I Am Cooler Then You...

Do you have a drink named after you?

I didn't think so.

My namesake is a bucket sized glass of cheap rail vodka on the rocks with a lime floated under the ice.

Long night last night. Lots of apologizing today.

Worth A Thousand Words...

I am looking at photos from last week.

Wow, once you really look at some of them...the body langauge SCREAMS at you.

Huh! Makes me want to look a little closer at some of my friendships a little closer.

The Final Countdown...

60 days from now I will be in sunny California.

I am not going to lie to you. I am excited as all hell!!! I am ready to get out of town for a little bit.

To get ready, I have granted myself permission to spend a little money to purchase a few new items for the trip.

On the list...a new purse. I gotta have a new one for this! Wilson's here I come!!

*As much as I want to drop mad cash on a hot as hell purse, Kiki is probably just going to loan me a few of hers.*

Who Is Going To Play With Me Now...

Bartender Josh is at the Cubs game today. I am jealous and now I don't know what to do with my night.

A Day In The Life Of...

Here's my monday as depicted by photos...

You Know What Sucks...

...fucking drama...

A Fairly Good Time...

Wisconsin Valley Fair Last night.

Grandstand Entertainment: Chris Cagle.

Performance: eh. I found it lacking. It could have been sooo much better. But he's still a hottie.


Actual Entertainment: Josh spending INSANE amounts of money to win carnival stuffed animals such as this, for his women folk.


Discovery Made: More food should be served on sticks.

The Absence Of Justice...

It's been a rough time at work lately. One of my co-workers, the much mentioned Saltine, is going through a bit of a cancer scare right now. In fact, the clinic just called and insisted that she be seen for a biopsy right now, instead of next week as scheduled. In a small office, when something happens to one of us, all of us feel it.

Being one of the only 3 people in my office that I can tolerate and am friends with outside of work, I am scared for her. I can look at her and see how scared she is. She hasn't even told her children what's going on yet, because she doesn't even know where to begin. She doesn't know if she even has something to tell them yet.

This morning I expressed concern that she is seeing local doctors. Our local hospital is somewhat infamous for giving substandard second rate care. It makes me even more scared for her.

I think about all the truly rotten people in life, and have to wonder. Why do honest, good people always have the hardest time? You don't hear about rapists and murderers developing life altering diseases. Christ, they couldn't contract herpes from a $3 hooker on Sunset Boulevard.

They say when life closes a door, a window is opened. Or that when life takes something away, you get something better in return. What does life give you in exchange for your breast?

It's times like these that I firmly believe that there is no justice in this world.

What The Hell...

It's 9.15 in the evening. I am bored as fuck and going to bed.

Oh Come On...

No one had anything to say about that picture?

Where Did We Go Wrong...

Ever get home and wonder what at what point did things take a wierd turn?


I kind of wonder when we crossed that line.