I am so over this week. . .

I know it's been a while since my last blog and I'm sorry. I'm really, really bad about that. I'll try to remember everything that's happened. Or at least. . . everything important. Tuesday was very slow at work. By 4:30, we had NOTHING to do. I caught up on some work and then pretty much goofed off on the Internet while waiting for the occasional e-mail to come in. I can't believe it's come to this. . . I'm actually wanting customer's to complain. Oy. I left a 7:00 on the dot. I called Seth on the way home and we laughed a lot. We always laugh. He said that he would come over this weekend to hang out with me and the kids. He said that we could take them to Wal-Mart and pretend they were ours. Hehe. . . he's so funny. We also talked about "online guy" (that's his nickname). He agrees that this guy calling me "his baby" even though we've never met is definitely "psycho stalker obsessive much" (his words). Seth suggested that I scare him off by telling him that I'm engaged to my uncle. I suggested telling him that I was knocked up, but Seth said that probably wouldn't do it. Haha. I'll think of something.

When I went home, I made dinner and watched Olympic stuff. I called Kim to ask about this weekend and that's when the night kind of fell apart. I asked if she still wanted me to keep the kids for her this weekend and of course, she did. I also happened to mention that Seth would probably come over and hang out with me and she said she would prefer that I not do that. She said that if Seth didn't want to have anything to do with her, then she didn't want him to have anything to do with her children. Are you kidding me? I thought she was being petty and harsh and I told her so. I also said that Seth wasn't coming over to see her kids; he was coming to see me. She said if I wanted to see him, then she would find another babysitter. Then we got into a fight and I told her that Seth had every right to end their friendship, that she hasn't changed (she thinks she has), and that she hasn't been a very good friend to me lately. We argued a lot about a lot of things and she did say that her and Dave are over. Right now, she has to be under the same roof as him because she's unemployed, but she's working on that. Yeah, we'll see. Anyway, we hung up on semi-decent terms and I told Seth that I couldn't see him this weekend. He thought she was being harsh as well. I really resent her making me choose between my godsons and my best friend. She's just using her children to punish us and to make a point. Whatever. I went to bed very upset.

After a restless night's sleep, I got up to face another day of work. We had a surplus of e-mails. When I left, there were 2 and now there are 70. What the hell?? The day pretty much blew. There was stupid customer after stupid customer and my system went down for like an hour. It was raining and I was parked all the way across the parking lot and I had been planning to go out for my lunch. Luckily, Wendy let me use her umbrella to get to my car. I have an umbrella, but it was miles away in my car. And the Chick-fil-A near my work was also closed for remodeling for the third day in a row. Dammit, they were supposed to reopen today. So instead of healthy food at Chick-fil-A, I got some great Chicken Strips at Arby's (which I had never tried). So fattening. . . . and yet so good! The rest of the day passed very, very slowly. I went home, showered, ate, and went to bed.

Today, I woke at 6:00 cause I was supposed to be at work by 9:00 today. I heard about a body that had been found on the interstate. Apparently, someone had jumped or fell off the overpass and then they were hit by a car. It was taking 55 minutes to go one mile to get past it. It wasn't the way I was going, but of course the news talked about spectator delays that were on my side because of stupid idiots trying to get a look. I left 2 hours early for work and everywhere you looked, it was crazy. There were delays where I had never had delays before. I usually have to go down 4 different interstates to get to work. It took me an hour just to get to the second one. Normally, it only took 35 minutes. But I actually came down with a migraine while I was driving there. I would have continued on and worked through it, but I just couldn't handle any more traffic. Plus, I was feeling like I was going to be sick. So I got off the exit, turned around, and made it about 15 minutes down the road before I had to pull over and throw up. I got back home around 9:00 and slept for 2 and a half hours. I felt slightly better when I got up, so I did various things on the Internet. I finally found out how my dad's network thing worked and burned all my pictures onto CDs using his computer. Then I cleared some room off my hard drive. I also watched some mindless daytime TV. I was planning to going to see my grandmother before she left for my great-uncle's tomorrow. He has cancer and she's been staying with him. Then, I found out that she already went up there. Apparently, my uncle took a turn for the worse and now he's on life support. Damn, that happened so quickly. He's been in a lot of pain and he's been sick, but he's been doing chemotherapy. Of course, the doctor had said earlier in the week that he didn't think the treatments were working. I called my uncle's place to leave a message for my grandmother and aunt. I just got off the phone with her and things are bad. They said that he has clots in his legs and lungs and the cancer had spread a lot. Now he's on a respirator. They're doing tests and they'll find out tomorrow whether to take him off it or not. But there's not a lot of hope. I told my grandmother that if she needed me to come down, I would. She said she would call me tomorrow and let me know how things were going. So I may not be able to keep Kim's kids after all. I may be going down there. Oy, I am so over this week. I need a stiff drink. Okay, I'm watching TV and then going to bed. I am so tired.

What a weekend

Well, this was quite a weekend. Saturday, I go into work like a good little soldier for my 12 hour shift. I picked up some greasy food from Arby's to sustain me. Yes, it was awful of me, but I've had a long week so give me a break, okay?? Wendy and I went straight to work on e-mails. It was very tough, considering we had letters that we also had to type in the system. Ugh. I hate those things. I had to take a couple of phone calls and of course our computer system crashes in the middle of one of them. But I handled it like a pro and it was all good. The system eventualy came back up and it was time for me to go to lunch. But it was raining like crazy outside, so I decided to wait. The storm only lasted a few minutes, so I headed to Chick-fil-A. I needed something healthy to wash down the grease from earlier. I got me some lunch and headed back to work. The rest of the night actually went by quickly. It was slow, so I only had to take a couple of calls. That allowed Wendy and me to finish the e-mails and then catch up on all the crap that we had to catch up on from the week. Midnight finally arrived. I was exhausted, but I kept myself awake for the hour long drive home. I got home and crawled into bed.

I'm in bed at 1:30 and then up at 8 to get ready to go go my family's. I get to my aun't place at 9:00 and then we all head to pick up my grandmother from my great-uncle's place. First, we stop somewhere to eat breakfast. I am very good and eat fruit and a little bit of scrambled eggs. My family, however, ate sausage, bacon, biscuits and gravy, French Toast, omelets, etc. Being healthy is hard. I just sat there with my grapes and pears and jello. Yum, yum. Then we headed to my greatuncle's with a stop at Home Depot beforehand. We got to his place and just hung out for a little while. But he has cancer and he's on a million milligrams of morphine, so he was a little out of it. Geez, chemotherapy sure takes a lot out of a person. He has lung cancer and what is my family doing? Yeah, smoking. For crying out loud. Then we finally leave with my grandmother. On the way home, we decided that we're hungry, so we all went to eat Mexican. Yeah, they don't have fruit plates there. We went to a place that I don't normally go to and the cheese dip wasn't as good. I like my place that I go to with Seth better. Oh, but my aunt did slip me a $100 bill in my pocket and told me that I have to do a good deed for someone else now. Cool huh? After stuffing ourselves silly, we went back home and I hung out with my grandmother for a while. We just talked and whatever. I was exhausted so I came back home. I was in the middle of cleaning when Kim called. She said the police were at her place and she asked if she could stay with me. I didn't ask questions; I just said sure. She said she still had to take her dad's truck back to him and then she would come over. She said she would call me when she was on her way. She called about 11 and said that she wasn't coming over after all. She was exhausted and still had a long drive to my place, so she decided to camp out at her new apartment. She told me a little about the fight and honest to goodness, it just pissed me off. I swear, if I was a cop and they called me, I'd take them both to jail. I'm so pissed at her, but whatever. What can I do? Anyway, I spent the rest of the night watching TV and doing little odds and ends around the house. Now I'm tired and I have to work tomorrow. I'm covering for this guy I work with so that he can spend time in the Dominican Republic. Lucky bastard. But I'm working 1 to 9, so I get to sleep in a little. I'm exhausted. Nighty-night.

So sick of people's drama. . .

The past couple of days have been mad crazy, stupid, insane. Ugh. The week's actually passed in a blur, so I'll try to remember as much as I can. Wednesday was stupid and boring, I think. I did find out when Cindy's winter break was and I asked for the time off from work. It looks like I'll be going there on December 17th. I'm not sure if I'm coming back on the 23rd or the 24th, but I'll figure it out later. I'm just glad I got the time off work. The rest of the day was just uneventful. I don't remember. I do know that I felt very icky. I need a doctor and some drugs, I think.

Thursday started great, but ended distrasously. I won a "Spot" award for the month because I'm a fabulous employee. My supervisor said that I "have a great attitude and consistently balance high quantity with high quality." Yeah, sounds like me. The prize was a choice between 2 free movie tickets and an hour off from work. I chose the hour off. I also won 2 free movie passes later because I was one of the employees who completed the most transactions per hour. So basically, I do a lot of work. And Kim and I have plans to go to the movies this weekend, so we're going for free. Woo-hoo! I was still feeling icky throughout the day though. I went home, did some crap on the computer, watched TV. I also tried to call my insurance company about my windshield to get the names of people in my area who would fix it. The woman I spoke to was not helpful. She frustrated me. When I got off the phone, it was after midnight, so I decided to go to bed. I had to be up at 7:30 so that I could head to work early and catch up on some stuff. I finally fall asleep around 12:30. I wake back up at 12:45 because my dryer went off and my dad and Sheila were going at it again. Wonderful. They finally stopped and I tossed and turned, trying to fall asleep. Then, Kim calls me at 1:15. Surprise, surprise. . . her and Dave are fighting. The reason that she called is because Dave didn't believe her about some stupid, petty thing that happened on Monday when I was there. So of course she thought he'd listen to me and she wanted me to tell him. Jesus. He didn't even get on the phone and I was glad. I can't even believe her. Then she said she thought it was 11:00 and not 1:00. So apparently this call would have been appropriate at an earlier time. I was pissed off and I'm sure she knew it. We hung up and I tried to go back to sleep.

After the worst night's sleep in history, I'm up at 7:30 am. I shower and get ready in an hour and then I'm off to work. Traffic was actually really good considering the fact that it was 8:30 on a weekday morning. Kim called me while I was on my way to work. She apologized for calling me so late. That pissed me off. She didn't realize that calling me like that and dragging me into her fight was wrong; she was just sorry because it was so late. I am really sick of this. She's not being a good mother. She's not being a good friend. I don't know what I'm going to do about this. She used to be a good friend, but then Dave came along. Lately, it seems like she takes me for granted. She doesn't care about what I'm thinking or feeling. We stopped talking for 3 months and after a week of actually speaking, she's pulling the same crap. I don't know how much longer I can take this, but I hesitate about just giving up on our friendship. We've known each other for like 5 years. Anyway, she pretty mich told me about the whole stupid fight. Like I cared. She says that they're broken up, but I'll believe it when I see it. She's still moving into the new apartment. She said that he'll help with rent and live somewhere else. Whatever. I did offer to watch the kids for a weekend while she moved so that they wouldn't be in the way. I'll probably regret it later when Adrian's waking me up at 1:00 and 3:00 and 5:00 in the morning. But they're great kids. I love them. I just feel sorry for them because they have to grow up in an angry household. Lord knows, nobody's looking out for their best interests. Argh. Anyway, we talked for a while and then I picked up some food at McDonald's before going to work. I did manage to catch up on a lot of work before my regular shift. The real highlight of the day: Chick-fil-A for lunch. Mmmm. . . yummy. While I was sitting at my desk, enjoying my lunch, my supervisor (Michele) came to over to ask me and Wendy (another woman who does Chick-fil-A e-mails) a huge favor. Apparently, tomorrow night, they DESPERATELY need people to answer phones for Chick-fil-A. She said that between 3 and 11 pm, they were only going to have one person on the phones, and after that, they weren't going to have anyone. Now, that's a problem since we're open till midnight. Wendy and I graciously volunteered to work 4 to midnight so that we could cover the e-mails and the phones. I did make sure Michele knew I would have to cancel plans (movies with Kim), but I told her that I would be happy to help. Wendy and I also volunteered to come in early so that we could get as many e-mails done as possible before we answered phone calls. So we're working 12 to 12 tomorrow. Yippee. But all of the head honchos were very impressed that we were so flexible with our schedules. So that was my day. I came home, had dinner, watched TV, etc. I know there's so much stuff I should be doing, but I've just felt so damn lazy this week. Ugh. Now, I'm going to watch some more TV and hit the sack. Night everyone.

Catch-Up

Okay, I know it's been a while since my last blog, but it has been a hectic few days. On Friday, I went to work and it was fairly uneventful. I still hadn't heard from Kim and I was getting a little worried. But on the way home, she called me. It turns out that she thought she had e-mailed me and she has spent the past two days waiting for me to e-mail her. That's funny. I was on my way home from work and since I had not reached her exit yet, she asked if I wanted to come over to her place and talk. When I got there, Dave (asshole boyfriend) was there, so we didn't really get a chance to talk. Instead, we caught up, ate dinner, and I played with the kids. It's amazing how fast kids can grow in 3 months! They're also the cutest kids in the world. Anyway, Kim had to go to Wal-Mart to get some things, so we left the kids with Dave so that we could go and talk. I'm not really sure if she understands that she did anything wrong, but she said she would try to watch the fighting with Dave thing and try not to do it in front of me. That's all I ask, I guess. We spent a little time at Wal-Mart and then we went back to her place. Since it was close to 10:30 at that time, I went home. I ended up not going to bed until after 1:30.

On Saturday, I got up bright and early to go to work. I got a lot of work done and it was kind of slow. After work, I had to go to Wal-Mart to get some things. I was starving, so I ended up spending a lot more money than I intended. Oy. Then I went home, ate, and watched LIfetime TV. I chatted with Luke a little and also I heard my dad and his girlfriend get into a huge fight. They were yelling like crazy and she was crying. She was probably drunk and had pulled some stupid stunt. He finally left around 2 am. God, I hate this crap. I finally went to bed around 2:30.

On Sunday, I woke up and got ready to go over to Kim's Her friend was having a baby shower so we had plans to go to that and then go to the American Idol concert. I went to Kim's place and waited for her to get ready. Of course, she was running late. Hehe. Finally, we left and went to her friend's baby shower. I had only met her friend a couple of times, but she's nice and we had fun. Kim and I helped decorate beforehand. We ate lunch and played a few baby shower games (which I lost, of course). We left in plenty of time to get to the concert. Of course, we spent 15 minutes looking for parking. One parking lot wants $20 for parking! As if! We finally found a parking lot that only wanted $8 and it was only a couple blocks away from the arena. The concert was totally awesome! Everyone (even John Stevens, who I normally hate) was awesome. Thay all had so much energy. The concert was totally sold out. Of course, I'm in Diana's home town, so that's normal. We had really good seats on the floor, so we were able to see the stage really well. The concert lasted about 3 hours and then we fought thousands of people to find the exit and our way to the car. Our ears were both ringing from the noise and our throats were sore from all the yelling. And it was raining. Joy. Luckily, we weren't parked that far away and it was only drizzling, so it wasn't so bad. Kim and I were hungry after that so we went to Krystal's for a late-night snack on our meager budget. We got home after 11 and ate our dinner. Dave was watching Schindler's List (which we had never seen), so we watched part of that. We watched the first half and then we went to bed cause it was really late and we were exhausted.

Adrian woke me up a couple of times in the middle of the night screaming bloody murder. Man, I have no idea how Kim puts up with it all the time. I woke up for a good about 8:30, a few minutes before Dave left for work. Kim woke up soon after, as did the boys. We pretty much spent the rest of the day hanging out and doing nothing. Of course, we did watch, Barney, Elmo's World, Sesame Street, and other quality PBS programming. I played with the boys a lot. I gave each of them so much attention, it was crazy. Christian was so sweet. He just sat in my lap while he watched TV. I swear, if I didn't know how hard kids were, I'd want to have one right now. But I think I can wait a few more years. . . at least. Dave got home from work that night and we decided to move a lot of stuff over to their apartment that they will soon be moving into. They had picked up the keys already, but they have till the end of the month to be out of their current apartment. They loaded stuff into my car and theirs. We get there and Kim and I start a concersation with some hot guy living in the same complex. Of course, the guy has a girlfriend. Dave got pissed and began bitching at Kim. And once again, they have a screaming match. Great. She really never learns. After an hour of this, we leave him to go back to her place. She called me on my cell on the way back and said that she would understand if I never wanted to speak to her again. It would be really easy, but I can't do that. She did say that she has a temper and that's not going to change and I'm just going to have to accept it. Great. I tried to explain to her that she should be more worried about what she's doing to her children than me, but I don't think she got it. Anyway, I'm just tired of thinking about it. I left her place around 9:15 and headed home to my cozy bed. I was just hoping that my dad and his girlfriend weren't going at it again. Jesus, everywhere I look, I practically trip over a dysfunctional relationship. Is it any wonder that I'm still single?? I unpacked a little and cleaned and then went to bed.

Today, I woke up a little groggy. I felt like I hadn't slept very well. I headed off to work and all day, I felt a little off. . . kind of migrainey (yeah, sure that's a word). And Dwight was kind enough to remind me that my midyear review thing crap is due tomorrow. Yikes! I haven't even started. Oh well. I looked over it and realized it wouldn't take that long to do. He also asked me where my trashy romances were. He said it was weird that I got political all of a sudden and that I acted like I was too good for them. Ha! As if I would ever be too good for trashy romance novels. I left work at 7:00 on the dot and headed home. Traffic was good. I got home, had a nice dinner of cocktail shrimp and crackers. Then I spent forever catching you people up on my life. I don't even know how many people read this, but feel free to comment and drop me a line. I'm tired now and I have lots to do before bed.

Blah. . .

These past three days have been very blah. On Tuesday, I did. . . stuff. . . I just don't remember what. I know that work was involved. And eating and sleeping. I know that I finally balanced my checkbook and that I have more money than I thought I did. Yay. I also e-mailed Kim to tell her that we should end our fight already. Then, I slept.

Wednesday. . . I woke up, went to work. Work was busy, but uneventful. I came home and made myself a dinner of spaghetti with whole wheat pasta. And I made the sauce from scratch, thank you very much. Okay, so I took some plain Hunt's tomato sauce and added my own spices. Whatever, same thing. It was yummy, too. Then I chatted with Luke a little. He's awesome. He may come see me in October. Double yay. I hope he brings Laura with him. It's nice to show people that Georgia isn't a complete hellhole. The more people that know, the faster word will spread throughout the country. And Independence Air flies from Washington to Atlanta for only $59 each way. Hint, hint Laura. :) Then I did various things on my computer (no dirty stuff, I promise). Then I chatted with Dos. I told her that I could come visit her in LA for her winter break. I can hardly wait. I need another vacation. . . desperately. I'm looking forward to all the food. Hehe. . . figures. Then I got totally pissed off (not at Dos). Okay. . . question. Do I have the word "slut" tattood on my forehead?? Or can you just tell it by speaking to me?? This online guy (who I've never met and have only spoken to a handful of times) is coming to GA from CA in September for five days and he wants to "meet" me. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't just want to hang out. What makes him think that? And here's a tip: if you've never even met a woman, don't call her "baby." God, that pisses me off. I can't even tell him off. I don't have the guts. Yech. I am so sick of straight men I could throw up a little.

Oh yeah. . . still no word from Kim.

Thursday. . . I am such an idiot. In my pissed off state last night, I set the alarm for SEVEN instead of eight! Argh! The alarm goes off and I'm like, what the hell?? I do manage to fall asleep again for about 15 minutes. I didn't even go to bed till after 1:30. The day pretty much goes downhill from there. I get stuck in traffic because idiots feel like slowing down to stare at an accident. Oy. Customers piss me off at work, managers piss me off, and the computer pisses me off. Notice a trend? My computer system actually went down for well over an hour. So I'm pissed off and tired as well. All of these factors made for a very unproductive day. I spent time thinking about the winter trip to LA. I know that it's early, but I realized that if I didn't ask for vacation time soon, I might not be able to go. December is a crazy time and everyone will be wanting to go out of town. Hopefully, Dos will let me know when her break is soon. Hint, hint Dos. Hehe. I love her, but she's a last minute kind of girl. Seth called me at work. We chatted for a while. We decided that if Kim didn't call me by Saturday, then we would plan on him going to the concert with me. Good cause I spent $100 on those tickets. . . certainly don't want them to go to waste. Work finally ended. I came home and made myself some leftover spaghetti and salad for dinner. Then I just worked on the computer and watched TV. I'm going to make myself get up early and work out. We'll see how that goes. Now, I'm going to watch Friends and Just Shoot Me before bed. Hey, it's not much, but it's all I've got.

Oh yeah. . . still no word from Kim.

My weekend

Okay, so I'm a lousy blog updater. Bite me. :) Saturday started off with a trip to Target for a birthday present for my sister. Of course, I spent way too much money, which is usually whasent happens at Target. I bought my sister's present (Friends DVD box set) and several other odds and ends, like a photo album, hammer, nails, etc. Weird combo, I know. Then I hurried to work and it was kind of slow. This allowed me to catch up on so much work that I was behind on. And except for the fact that the computer system went down twice (argh), it was a pretty decent day. I left work at 10:00 and got stuck in a little traffic due to an accident. When I finally got home, I had a snack, watched some TV, and wrapped my sister's present. I went to bed around 2:00 and woke up at 9:00. I took a shower and Jenifer (my sister) arrived a little after 10. My family decided to have a birthday cookout at my uncle's pool. My sister and I went to the pool and my dad went to get the food to be grilled. Jenifer and I were the first to arrive and we just hung out talking. Eventually more people showed up and got in the pool. I mingled. Seriously, my family pisses me off sometimes. We ate dinner, had cake, opened presents. At around 5:15, I left to go see Seth. Yay! On the way, a rock attacked my car. Yes. . . a rock. I was driving along the interstate, singing along to Billy Joel, when all of a sudden. . . . a rock comes out of the air and hits my windshield. It cracked it pretty good, too. It was almost as if someone had thrown it at my car. It happened just as I was passing under a bridge. But I didn't see anyone and I was scared. I had no idea what to do. Craziness. I made it to Seth's and stood outside banging on his door for a good ten minutes because Seth was in the shower and didn't hear me. He did greet me at the door wearing nothing but a towel. Hehe. We left his place and he took me to the space where he'll have his business. The office is small, but it's a good space. He'll have tons of space to keep his cars. Then we left to go eat dinner and see a movie. I did tell him what my family said about him and me. He thought it was funny. He said that next time he sees my family, he's going to flirt with me and he'll flirt with every single one of them individually. He wants to confuse the hell out of them. Oh man, Seth is awesome. We ate dinner at Sonic and then we went to see Manchurian Candidate. Neither Seth nor myself liked the movie very much. It was boring at times, very long, and ended weird. Oh well. . . it's a good thing Seth was the one who paid for the movie. :) We didn't get back to his place till 12:30. Seth and I were sad about leaving each other, so I invited him back to my place. His mom needed the car, so I said we could go in my car and I would take him home the next night since I was off on Mondays. I went inside with him to get his stuff and I chatted with his mom for a while. She's awesome and she loves me. Hehe. It's funny because I still call her "Dr." Daigle, even though she's not my professor anymore. I can't believe that Seth and I have known each other for 4 years. I met him when he came with his mother on a class trip that Kim and I were a part of. How could she have known that Seth and I would become best friends? It's funny how things turn out. So Seth and I finally leave his place around 1:00 am, so we don't get home until 2:30. We're both tired, but we got kind of interested in Eyes Wide Shut, which we had never seen. The parts we saw were interesting, but it wasn't supposed to go off until 4:30 and both of us fell asleep before the end. It was also boiling in my room because my thermostat is broken or something. I actually woke up at 9:30 (only 6 hours of sleep) and I watched TV and killed time until Seth woke up at 11:30. We had lunch, watched Roseanne and Runaway Bride (which he had never seen(, and just had fun. Then he took a shower and we got ready to go. We had to go to Wal-Mart to get a photo album (I was not happy with the one I got at Target) and some Raid because I seem to have an ant problem. I think they're coming from the garage. I don't even have any food laying out. Anyway, we have fun shopping at Wal-Mart, especially because Seth pushes me around in a wheelchair for the hell of it. Then we head to Sonic, where we eat way too much and then it's off to drive him home. Boo-hoo. We say our goodbyes and I head for home. I get home at 10:00. Then, I began arranging photos in my beautiful new photo album while watching Will and Grace. Then I watched Friends and caught up on my blog. Now I'm exhausted and my apartment is a mess, but I'm exhausted. I'm taking the trash out and then I'm hitting the sack. Night night.

Quite Days

Well it's pretty much business as usual here in Georgia. I'm not sure if that's good or bad. Yesterday was Thursday and I don't think anything really great or interesting happened. I worked of course. I came home to discover that our Internet was down. Again. Doh! I called the Internet company, per Dad's request, and they said it might be working by tonight (Friday), so we'll see. I did a lot of cleaning and laundry. I made myself a very healthy dinner of grilled chicken and brown rice (yes, it was actually good). Unfortunately, I can't e-mail anyone or balance my checkbook or anything because the Internet is down. I called Seth cause we hadn't spoken in a while. Poor thing is under the weather. :( We were sad because we thought we couldn't see each other this weekend and 2 weeks is too long to not see each other. My sister is coming this Sunday to celebrate her birthday and Seth has to put his sign up for his business. Then I volunteered to come see him on Sunday night after my sister has left. We will eat Mexican and see a movie and I'll finally get to see where his business is going to be. He lives an hour and a half away, but he's worth it and he does it all the time for me. Finally, I go to bed at 12:30. I'm happy cause I don't have to be at work till 1:00 on Friday and that means more sleep. Yippee!!

I didn't wake up until 9:30. . . let's hear it for 9 solid hours of sleep!! Today is Friday and Kim's birthday. That makes me a little sad that we're not speaking. Dos and Luke said I should just call her and pretend that nothing has happened. However, that would be a little difficult because a) Kim and I don't work like that and b) it's been 3 months since we've spoken! It might have been easier for me to do that a week after the fight, but 3 months?? No way. I went to the grocery store and picked up some yogurt and other necessities. When I got to work, I did send Kim a nice e-card. It basically said that even though we're not on the best of terms, I miss her and I'm thinking of her. I got the notification that she picked up the card around 4:00 pm. However, she has yet to e-mail or call me to thank me or try to patch things up. Great. I guess the ball's in her court now. We weren't really planning on doing anything today anyway. I do have the American Idol tickets, but that's not until next weekend. I guess if we're still not talking, I'll take Seth. I mean, I paid for them and I wanted to see them too. But Kim is also a huge fan and I'll feel bad for going without her. I just don't know what to do about that. Seth said he doesn't like how she treats me sometimes anyway. Oh well. I'll think about it tomorrow (as Scarlett would say). I won Season One of Buffy on DVD a month ago on Ebay and I still haven't received it. I e-mailed the seller and she said she mailed it. She did give me a tracking number and the post office said that they delivered it on July 12th. So where is it?? Great. I'll have to call the post office. It's a good thing that I got the insurance. Work went well, if not kind of quite. Chick-fil-A actually has 7 e-mails right now! Woo-hoo! I'll be alone tomorrow, but I'll be able to keep them under control. Duh. Maybe I can also catch up on a lot of things that I haven't been able to do. I have also been searching for a good Indian restaurant. I have been craving Indian food something fierce. I'll look at reviews and see what's good. But I haven't seen many reviews of Indian restaurants around, so Seth and I will just have to go check them out and be the first. Now, it's ten minutes till I have to leave work and I just wanted to catch up on my blog before I forgot stuff. I feel a migraine coming on, but hopefully it won't hit until after the hour long commute home. I'll get home just in time for Will and Grace and then I'll clean some more before hitting the hay. And tomorrow I'm working 2 to 10, so it's more sleeping in. YAY!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUKE!

Well yesterday was a not-so-good day. I woke up bright and early at 7 am to get ready for my interview. The interview went really well, I think. I think they liked my answers to their questions and it wasn't as tough as I thought it would be. I know that originally I was up against 400 applicants. I have no idea how many of those passed the written test and got called back for a second interview. I'm sure the competition is still pretty tough. After the interview, I became really ill with a migraine. Dammit. Oh well. Bright side is that I didn't get sick until after the interview. On the way home, I was so intent on getting home as quickly as possible that I got caught speeding. I was doing 52 in a 35. Oops. Yeah, a ticket is just what I need. I actually have been really good about speeding lately (too many tickets will do that to you). I just didn't realize the speed limit was only 35 and I didn't realize I was going so fast. He takes forever to give me the ticket and then I'm very careful about going home. And the migraine is getting worse by the minute. Too bad I can't go into work today. Actually, I wasn't all that torn up about it. So I spent the rest of the day sleeping (good 3 hour nap), watching mindless daytime TV, and reading the great book that I had bought at the airport, Good In Bed (not a dirty book really. . . it's a wonderful novel). I went to bed around 11:00, but just kept tossing and turning. My sister called me around 11:15 to tell me when she was coming over this weekend to celebrate her birthday (which is next Monday). I could not sleep for the life of me, so I got up and watched Just Shoot Me. I also wrote a little. Then, I went to bed and finally passed out.

Today is Luke's birthday!! Happy Birthday Luke! And even though he's younger than me, he's still going to die first because he's a man. Hehe. I woke up bright and early because I had to run errands before work. I went to Target and to my dad's UPS store to mail stuff (free postage rocks). Speaking of which. . . hey Luke, where's my book?? :) It's okay. No rush. Then I head off to work for the first time in 5 days. It's weird being back. We're not too far behind with Chick-fil-A, which is good. I have about 50-something new work e-mails though, so I spend a good twenty minutes going through those. And now I'm on my lunch break, eating my Healthy Choice lunch and catching up on my blog. I didn't want to get too far behind because Luke and Laura will get mad at me. :) Tonight after work, I plan on eating some dinner, doing some much needed cleaning, and catching up on some personal e-mails. Later everyone!

Catch-up Blog

Okay, so I know that it's been a long time since my last blog (please forgive me), but I'll try to catch everyone up. When I last left off, I was preparing for three 12-hour days in a row. I ended up working 63 hours that week. I know, I know. Insanity! But we got all caught up with Chick-fil-A. Everyone was very impressed with me. I was very impressed with me. The week ended with the promise of Seth coming to visit, which I was really looking forward to. On Saturday night he came over and it was great fun. He didn't get there until 12:30 am, which was more than enough time for me to grab a nap and dinner at Sonic. I had gotten him a Hot Fudge Sundae and he was thrilled with the late night treat. We were very excited about going to see Madonna the next day. We wake up to a beautiful day on Sunday. We get ready and head to Target to get me a calculator and lotion (great combo) and then to the concert. However, my body disappoints me yet again and I come down with the horrible migraine that has been coming on for three weeks. Damn, damn, damn, and damn again. So no concert. I feel really, really bad. I know how much Seth was looking forward to it. He's disappointed, but says he's not mad. We head back home, watch Face/Off, and then Seth goes home. I head to bed to prepare for an early day.

So, on Monday (the 26th), I'm up to 5:00 to prepare to be at work by 7. It's an early day. I'm leaving work early to go to the first part of an interview with DFCS. The day goes by quickly and I head to the interview. The first part is strictly a written exam. The head guy tells all of us that there are 8 to 10 vacancies, but 400 applicants. Ouch. He also said that we could expect a caseload of roughly 1000 cases. Ouch again. That's okay though. I thrive on pressure. The written exam is tough, but not impossible. It's mostly to gauge how good we are with accuracy and details. The guy said that only the people who passed would get a call for a second interview, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I then head to my grandmother's to see her before I head out of town this week. We have fun talking and I decide to stay for dinner with my family. Big mistake. We got into a huge political discussion (they started it) about abortion, gay rights, Bush vs. Kerry, religion, the death penalty, etc. It's funny to hear Republicans speak. They're so damn scared that people are out to get their money. I was getting very worked up. But I am a very passionate person. And then they get on this whole kick about how Seth (my gay best friend) is secretly in love with me and I should "jump his bones and see what happens." As if. I can't even deal with that mess. Eventually, I leave. The next night, I go to my grandmother's again to pick something up and have dinner and again my family starts talking politics. Of course, it doesn't get as heavy cause we're being shallow and mostly talking about how everyone looks. I leave. The next day, I work and come home to pack for my Rochester trip and watch the Democratic National Convention.

Thursday, I'm up at 4 am to shower and get ready for work. I'm leaving for Rochester today. Yay!! The best part of the day?? I get a call back from DFCS. . . they asked me for a second interview!! I am so excited. And incredibly nervous. The day goes by quickly and then I go to meet my father at his UPS store so that he can take me to the airport. And wouldn't you know it? My biggest mistake in my entire 24 years, James, is there working. He gets a big kick out of joking that my dad isn't there cause he's off and not coming in today. I believe it for a split second. Then he asks me if I want to play "Scrabble" again. Ugh. Could he be any more obvious? He says I look great with the weight loss, blah, blah, blah. He tries to grill me for information on who I'm going to see in Rochester. I don't give him much. . . let him think what he wants to. (Sorry Luke). Then Dad arrivs and we fight rush hour to get to the airport. My flight is delayed of course. I was scheduled to leave at 8:05 and arrive in Rochester at 10:25. We don't take off until after 9:30 and so I don't get into Rochester until after 11:00. The first person who greets me is Dos. Yay!! She has lost so much weight and she looks fabulous. We talk and laugh while we wait for my luggage. Luke was waiting out front, so we go out to see him and he looks awesome too. And Dos surprised me with Taco Bell!! God, I have not had Taco Bell in MONTHS!! The only thing she got me that I can't have anymore is Mountain Dew. God, I was sooo tempted to drink some. But oh well, The chicken quesadilla and taco are EXCELLENT! I'm in town for less than an hour and we're back to our old routine. . . Taco Bell and Lifetime TV. Good times, good times. I've missed this. Luke goes to bed around 1:00. Dos and I go back to her room, where I am reunited with her rats. Then, we head back to Luke's, where we watch Golden Girls and stay up till 5 talking. I'm surprised to hear just how much she has loved and watched he tape I made her, but I'm happy. And she's thrilled to have another tape. I'm so glad we're both Golden Girls freaks. Even though I'm up for more than 24 hours, I don't feel that tired. Luke also has a cat that attacks my hair several times throughout the night. She's cute, but I'm pretty sure she's posessed by the devil or Bush.

Friday is here and I only got 7 hours of sleep, but I'm good. And it's so great that I don't have to work today. It's rainy, but I don't care. Luke had to go to work, so Dos and I pick him up at 12 to spend some quality time. Dos picks THAT moment to tell me that she's leaving for Philadelphia in a few HOURS to see Kim. Okay, so that pisses me off. Cindy has obviously known about this for a while, but did she warn me? And when Kim invited her to a Sarah concert, couldn't she have said no?? I mean, she hadn't seen me in a year and then she dumps me when something better comes along. Oh well. We pick up a rental car for her and then drop Luke back at work. Then it's off to Golden Port, which I have been craving for months. It is even better than I remember. Then, it's back to Luke's place for our goosbyes. Then I watch TV and fold my blankets and whatnot to get them out of the way. Laura comes over after work to see me. Yay! She looks great as usual. We spend some time chatting and catching up. Then, we go to her apartment so she can change. She has a great apartment. Then, we're back to Luke's house to wait for him to come over for dinner. His friend Linda also comes over (she's very nice) and Kerri comes over too. It was great seeing her again also. We go to this great restaurant, Raging Burrito, where the burritos are the size of your head (well, almost). It's excellent. Then Laura, Luke, Kerri, and I go to see Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. It's a pretty good movie. Weird, but good. Then we go back to Luke's place. Kerri and Laura leave and it's just me and Luke. We have fun watching TV (which, according to Luke, gets raunchy after midnight). We end up watching Discovery Health, which is showing all these plastic surgeries. It's interesting though. Around 1:00 or so, we go to bed.

The next morning, we're up at 9:30 or so. Luke goes to run errands and then comes back so that we can go eat breakfast and spend some more quality time together. We went to Jay's Diner, which I haven't been to in a year (probably because I haven't been in town for a year). After some yummy French toast and nice Luke quality time, we're back to Luke's so that he can get ready for the wedding that he has to go to (and that I am crashing). Laura comes over and wraps the wedding gift and we're off for a 2-hour drive to the wedding. The wedding is a nice ceremony. The bride's dress is absolutely gorgeous. It is a long Catholic ceremony though. Ugh. We're all thinking it. Then we go to the reception, which is decorated nicely. We have a great dinner and Laura and I have fun talking about what we want for our weddings. It's funny cause Laura is practically engaged and I have no one. I hae to feel sorry for myself, but I'm so damn lonely. I'm not sure if Luke has very much sympathy for me. I get down and tired for a while, but then we have great fun dancing the night away. I had never done the Electric Slide or the Chicken Dance before and I really had a lot of fun. We all did. Then we go home around 11:00 or so. Laura and I fall asleep in the car and Luke has to stay awake all by himself. Poor thing. We all go back to Luke's and Laura is sleeping over. Yay!

It is my last day. :( We wake up and Luke wants to go get some bagels for breakfast. I'm not that hungry, so Laura and Luke go eat, while I shower and make myself beautiful (doesn't take very long). Then they come back and we go to Park Laigh, a very cool Rochester store that I had never been to before. We browse for a while, I buy some candy, and then we leave. We try to go to the poster store, but it's closed on Sundays. Dammit. It's okay cause we go to lunch at Uno's. Amazing chili and burgers. Yum yum! We have so much fun taking pictures and laughing at absolutely nothing. We also talk about the possibility of coming back in October for Meloria Weekend and I think I will. I love it here. Crazy, I know. We also talk about Laura and Luke both coming to see me in Georgia. I hope they do. I miss them and I would love to show Laura everything. Luke says he loved Georgia, which makes me happy. Anyway, then we go to Charlotte beach to walk the pier and eat ice cream. It is a beautiful day. Then, it's a rush to get back home and get me to the airport. Of course, I make it. I'm sad about leaving Luke and Laura. And I am pissed off that Dos did not make it back in time, like she said she would. She didn't even call me. Whatever. The plane is full again and it is filled with screaming babies. Again. I start talking to the guy sitting next to me, who is from Jamaica. Of course he has 3 children, the oldest of which is 16. Yikes. I am finally back in Georgia. Yech. The heat is unbelievable. It's 88 degrees, but I swear it feels like 90-something. The heat just slaps you in the face. I've been gone for three days and I've forgotten how humid it is. Dad takes me to get my car and I head home. I spend the next several hours doing nothing. It's good to be home.

It's Monday and I'm up at 9:00 am. I spend several hours watching TV and unpacking. Then I go to the doctor. Good news! He tells me that my knee is fine and it doesn't feel like it'll pop out again. He said that I can wean myself off the brace and that I need to do exercises to strengthen my knee. I go home and eat a Lean Pockets for lunch. Then I spend the rest of the afternoon cleaning, unpacking, and trying to de-clutter my room. I now have 5 trash bags of garbage. I also download pictures for Luke and Laura. After MANY attempts, Laura finally gets them from my computer. I look up stuff for Meloria weekend. I decide that I'll buy my tickets for stuff after I find out if I get the new job or not. If I do, then I probably won't be able to go. I can't wait though. I hate it here in Georgia. But tickets are on sale, so I'll get them when I find out, which will be soon. Then, I spend the rest of the night catching up on my blog, showering, watching TV, and doing laundry. After a fabulous break from work, I must go back tomorrow. But I also have an early morning interview for the DFCS job, so keep your fingers crossed!! Bye bye!