Today's goals:

1. Finish my first unit of English Lit. (3 months overdue)

2. Start my second unit of English Lit. (also 3 months overdue)

3. Investigate a new computer monitor (guess what honey...it's doing the same thing it was on the weekend. *mutter*)

4. Find more coffee.



So the new thing that rocks my world is the latest and greatest idea of one supermarket chain here. They're opening at 6 am instead of 8 am. Now I know for you Americans (you know, I just realized that everyone on my friend list is American...weird.), this seems backward and archaic to conceptualize. Believe me, it is to me too.

It boggles me that a city of 2 million+ people, an urban metropolis, third largest in Canada, has a standard of 8 am to midnight as grocery hours (and stupidly, the pharmacy area...the area you might need in the middle of the night, closes at 7 pm). Rich's tiny little town has 3 Safeways and 2 of them are 24 hour.

Anyway, I digress. I'm very excited that now I can stop and do shopping on my way into work. For example, I've needed shave gel for a few days and just this a.m. ran out of deodorant (why do those solids just all of a sudden disintegrate? why?). So I left 20 minutes earlier and voila! I'm now deodorized and, well, not shaved yet. But I got chocolate chips that I was out of, so now I can make cookies for my grandparents' thing this weekend, and also got eye makeup remover so I can stop waking up clumpy.

It's the little things. You know?

This is a short one, because I have imposed a bedtime for myself that deadlines in 4 minutes. o.O

Work was basic. I put my back out on the weekend (word to the wise, never sprain your tailbone, it will never heal properly. Becky is exempted from this because she's probably the author of that story...), so I'm gingerly getting up from my chair every 30 minutes to make sure it doesn't seize. As a result of my babying my back yesterday when I got home, it's not excrutiating today, which is good. It's been known to be nasty for days and days when it wants to be. I just don't have time to be laid up.

Philosophy was the homework of choice tonight got my first assignment ready for mailing in. Not leaps and bounds but at least I'll get there in millimetres.

Kitties are being awfully snuggly tonight, I expect someone will be waking me mid-sleep for more. *eyes Chester* Emmy has taken to leaping on the bed and landing on me instead of the mattress. She's little but hitting certain areas, doesn't feel so much tiny. ;)

As of now, I have officially given up on attempting to make banana bread. I made it for years without a problem and these days every recipe I try either undercooks or like tonight, overcooks. It's incredibly frustrating and I'm tired of it. The irony is, I didn't even want banana bread, I'm just trying to reduce freezer clutter (bananas). bleh.

Okay 4 minutes are up. Gee, I type slow. Hmmm. Oh well.

I'm trying to figure something out. I may remember to delete it, or not. ;)

( The way it is... )

You know, I just heard you deleted. My first thought was it had to have something to do with Andrew. God, I'm so smart!

Then I read on mudmagic his little diatribe. I'm named! Finally, after almost 2 full years of imming, I'm a bitch! God, no one ever put me in my place before (*roll*), and I'm so surprised it was him (who was pissed off the last time he came whining at me about an issue and when he didn't like my answer and became a bitch, I told him that he didn't get to bitch at me). Funny that I've fried like 3 people in that whole time so obviously I'm well in the ranks of being a powertripper. Really. Of course anyone who really knows Andrew knows that his opinion is worth about jackshit.

So...interesting that he knows about the Zin incident. Of course, he mentions the fry, he doesn't mention the fact that I said publically that the imps may revoke my decision, or that they actually did. No, like the little piece of shit that he is, he gets his anal sphincter in a bunch (not enough use lately, maybe?) and tells only a portion of the story. (BTW does he mention that Zin was fried, but his alts weren't and his site was not banned? It was a temporary measure for the crap he was doing...I don't recall you being there for it, other than putting in two cents and leaving...nice that he has the FULL story, right? So you what, sit there on immtalk and listen, run off and tattle like a kindergarten child? Mature.)

And all the stuff about Adenia and myself and you. FUCK Leanna, you didn't even have a beef with me directly, did you? Did you fucking ONCE say it to my face? No. Grow up little girl. I have spent a LOT of time trying to support you, especially recently and over that very issue, and this is how you fucking repay it? Do you think this is NICE? Do you think this is FRIENDLY? Do you think I have the fucking time to sit around and hold your hand and try to show you how to grow up? No, not really. I like you Leanna, I really do...but you need to give your head a shake. Hard.

I'm so glad that you have Andrew, the lying and backstabbling little shit to revere (and don't fool yourself, or you will find that in continuing to be friends with that disgusting phelgmwad you will end up with little to no friends) and put you up on a pedestal so you can be holier-than-thou in your reactions. What you chose to do on mud is your business, but airing that crap to him about me and anything to do with me when I showed you nothing but friendship, Leanna, that is shoddy and cheap.

And just so you clearly understand, I'm pissed that you treated me and my friendship like dog shit under your shoe. I could care less about Andrew, he is less than nothing to me, and I also could care less if you mud or not, and in what capacity. Don't shit in my lap.

I'm already peevish from dealing with my sister (can I just take a moment from being my normal patient, loving, caring self and say she's a complete and utter fucking judgmental psychotic bitch? thank you. I feel better now.), and then my random kitten picture won't show.

BLECH.

I have an opportunity for a job interview with some sort of telecom outfit (they found my resume on one of the mass job hunt places I posted to and have sent me an email with the autosetup for an online interview). They have offices in the US from the looks of things and I can't help but think that it would be good to do the network thing and take the interview. I mean, it's no skin off anyone's nose to listen/talk.

And I'm not leaping too far ahead in thinking that I may be in line for a good job. It would be something to actually "work" at, instead of all this sitting around bored out of my tree. Not to mention it would probably be more in my 'field' (and OMG it could even be technical writing).

Morally, I made a commitment to this office until November. I *intend* to honour that...but honestly, I'm spending more time doing other work and my homework than anything. And while it's great to do that, I don't like not working at anything that's even related to my job (and worse, having to 'look busy'). So I'm in a quandry...do I take the interview knowing that I probably won't take a job if it's not a 'time-delay' thing (and take the time out of my overwrought schedule to do so), do I take the interview and if it's transferable to the US or a good network opportunity, take a job out of it and screw this contract over?

I mean, part of it is moot, and I know nothing is written in blood on any level...at least not yet. I just don't know if I should even go through the bother.

On a completely different note, both cats are doing better. Emmy is completely addicted to cheezits though. They have to be broken in half first...before she'll eat them. I love my princess. hehe

I really don't have much to update, I'm really just avoiding my English lit homework.

I had a letter from Revenue Canada and forms to fill out...imagine my pissed offedness when they indicated I owed them $10k in taxes still (not like I didn't choke when writing the cheque and handing it over). The cheque cleared on like, the 5th of May. Turns out they send it out to set up the Preauthorized payments on the concept that if I owed this year, I'll owe next year. Um, no. I've been unemployed a good chunk of this year, and am not getting full-year salaries paid into my account in a lump sum. No one else is dying and leaving me beneficiary of insurance monies. Hopefully next year I'll get money back. Frongs made me get all stressed for nothing more than their *word I can't spell - trying for bureuocratic and that just doesn't look right - sighs* impertinence.

Emmy was the recipient of mucho cuddles last night and settled down fairly well. She was on the bed for the nighttime ritual cuddles before I even had my light out. Chester was a little put out at the attention, but I played with him a lot when she was sleeping, so he was better. Everyone was up, happy and well this a.m. (well, except me, who hates getting up at 6 am...hehe). Emmy wolfed down breakfast and then within 1/2 hour threw it all back up...I'm putting it down to overexcitement of the past few days and/or medication (still on anti-inflammatories). Little brat spit out her pill last night, but then foolishly came near me to eat crackers (probably to clear the bitter medicine taste out of her mouth, since she chewed the pill a little before spitting out), so she got scooped up and the second attempt was successful. Only 3 more days of that so not too bad.

I've been going super casually dressed to work...well super casual for me...khakis and tshirt. I put my back out on the weekend doing all that stuff so I need to wear the running shoes with the orthotics all day instead of just for the long walk to/from the car. Which got shorter this a.m. since today's round in my ongoing feud with the lock gate of my parking lot went to the gate. *growl* I parked on the surface area of the same lot, which is about a block closer. I may continue to do it this way just for the ease. (I hadn't because I'd wanted to have the car be cool when I get into it...however in the heat and with how hot I am in the car after my walk, I still need the a/c on, so it's really 6 of one, half dozen of the other...)

eh, enough procrastinating. Study calls. God, I hate being bored. BLEH

So I left and got to the vet, all well and good. Paid the 'bail' to boost my baby outta jail...the 'cow' receptionist (see former posts) went to go get her for me.

Then there's an unholy cry/howling. A couple minutes later, the woman came out and asked me to get her. *roll* When I got back there she informed me that Emmy had peed when she tried to get her out.

So I get to the cage and see my poor baby pressed up against the back of the cage, covered with two towels. I reached a finger in and she flat out hissed at me. I talked to her and let her smell me and then got her out. So, both of us covered in pee, I managed to get her out to the car and home.

They're both settling down again. So hopefully tonight will be a fairly mellow affair.

Oh, and my wedding dress arrived! It's gorgeous, came with a garment bag (so I didn't have to pay for it...wheee!) and it fits (although it was really uncomfy as it had a liner and I was hot and sweaty so it wasn't working very well *sigh*).

Oh well, months to go, I'll just make sure I lose a touch more weight. :D

That's all for now. The house is settling back down.