Thursday, September 30, 2004

Still No Word

I'm waiting on Don to give me a call in regard to the GTI. He assured me he would get to the GTI today, so I'm hoping he knows what's doin' no later than 3:30 or so as I'd like to contact my insurance claims person to make sure the claim will move forward in a speedy manner. I don't want Don to get the estimate to the guy, then it sits on the guys' desk for 3 or 4 days. I have the Malibu until Sunday night, then I'm on my own, so I either need the GTI fixed by Monday afternoon, or I need the funds for a new car by then, if they total the GTI.

Went to Strongsville last night and hung out up there until 1AM or so, then the Morgan and I drove to my house. He's still in bed, but I plan on waking him up around 2 as it's a really pretty day and we need to enjoy it before winter gets here.

I still haven't received my paycheck from Rent A Center. I'm going up there this afternoon and telling the guy I want the first check canceled and I want a new check issued tomorrow, that I will pick up tomorrow as well. This is fucking ridiculous. I was supposed to get paid almost a week ago, and I've still not received the check. Fucking pricks.

That is all.

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

No Word

My mechanic won't get to the GTI until tomorrow, so I have a rental through Sunday. Woohoo.

Dunno what's doing tonight.

That is all.

GTI Death Pt. 2

OK, here's the story. I was driving home last night around 5AM and I managed to hit something in the road that had fallen off of a truck. I ran over whatever it was, and wound up totally blowing out my brakes, and messing up the steering as well. My steering wheel is now turned to the right when it should be straight; that can't be good. I drove home from Belden Village (about 15 miles) with no brakes. I rock. The GTI is now at the shop (Don's, of course) for an estimate, and if repairs cost more than $1700 the insurance company will total him out. Hopefully I'll find out early tomorrow (Wednesday) as I need a car!

Morgan got a job! He's the detailer/porter for a Chevy dealer in the Cleveland area. Awwwwww. LOL

My Mom and I ran to Target this evening; they're having a hella good sale on their jammies. They also have 12 packs of 7Up Plus for $2.50 so I was digging on that as well. Now I'm watching the X-Files, washing clothes and I just finished trimming my toenails, if you really want to know. LOL

It's off to Kanan's again this weekend, and Friday night I think I'm going out to dinner/movie with a friend.

If you need a cheap computer that runs well, let me know. Morgan and Kanan spend Saturday building computers, then Sunday they go to the flea market in Cleveland to sell the systems. Kanan has waaaaaaaay too much computer stuff in his basement, so to maintain marital bliss he's decided to get rid of most of his miscellaneous computer parts. Kanan's basement is a glimpse into my future with Morgan. I'm aware of that fact, and I'm ready to accept it. LOL


OK, I'm going to bed.

That is all.

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Death Of The GTI

Yeah, the GTI may be dead. I'm going to have some tasty egg salad, then I'll be back to elaborate.

That is all.

Monday, September 27, 2004

Defective Germ Plasm

Bah, Launchcast is dragging ass today. It was fine until I connected to a different server (at Kanan's house) and now it's all slow. Apparently I have to fuck with my settings to obtain my previously blazingly fast rate of connection.

My paycheck from RAC still hasn't arrived. If it doesn't show up tomorrow I'm going to have to have strong words with the manager who claimed he mailed my check on Friday. Bastard.

This weekend was pretty uneventful. Went to Kanan's on Saturday, had a LAN party Saturday night (not really, but we were sitting around with 4 or 5 computers hooked up to the Interweb), stayed there Saturday night and I got home around 4AM today. So far today I've watched Halloween on DVD and cleaned up the music folder on my laptop. Exciting stuff, I know.

I need to do laundry but I'm being lazy. I also need to clean out my car, but again, I'm being lazy.

That is all.

Saturday, September 25, 2004

Mmmmmm

OK, I want. Mmmm, Red R32. I must have.

OK, I think I'm finished now.

That is all.

Heehee

I think I'm taking part in a LAN party. Help me, please.

That is all.

Blah

OK, then. Nothing really exciting is going on, just the same old routine of driving to Strongsville, smacking Morgan around, then driving home. I did renew my plates today, so the GTI is legal once again. I figured with the way I've been getting pulled over lately I really need to have everything in order as far as registration goes. Damn cops.

Now I'm waiting for the mail to go just in case my check from RAC arrives. They mailed it yesterday, so I'm hoping the US postal service delivers for me today. Yeah, like that'll happen.

Guess Morgan and I are going to Lord_Kanan's today for more PC fun. Maybe I can con someone into going to Cleveland with me to cause a ruckus. That would be fun.

Why is my face breaking out all of a sudden? Grrrrrrrr.

Being 25 makes me feel old. Thankfully I must still look around 18 as everyone cards me for everything.

OK, now I'm just babbling.

That is all.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Yes, More Photos

Yes, more Morgan and piggy photos:

Morgan and the pig lounging on the couch.

Pig in Morgan's hair.

Close-up shot of the pig in Morgan's hair.

Can you tell I've been bored lately? LOL

I think we're off to bed; Morgan has a busy day at his Dad's tomorrow.

That is all.

Thursday, September 23, 2004

Longhorn Anyone?

Heehee, my first screenshots of Longhorn. It's the small things that count...

Desktop
User Logon

Gotta run Morgan home after Without A Trace goes off. Whee, I'll get to drive home with an expired license and expired plates. Hope I don't get pulled over.

That is all.

Happy Birthday To Me

Wow, it's a record. Two people (Jerry and Morgan) told me Happy Birthday without any prompting. My Mom and brother Jeff don't really count since they're close family, but they wished me Happy B-Day too. My Mommy got me a card, flower and cake; she's the only one who got me a card. Morgan installed Microsoft Windows Code Name Longhorn on my laptop, and gave me a couple other "presents" that I won't get into on my blog (use your imagination). To all of you people who forgot, or just didn't want to take the 4 seconds to email me, fuck off. Odds are I remembered your birthday with at least an email, maybe more, so thanks for the return favor. Don't expect shit next year, as I'll conveniently "forget" just like you did. That may seem childish but I'm tired of remembering everyone else, and everyone forgetting about me. It gets old really fast, and I'm simply tired of dealing with people's selfish behavior.

I have to spray the goldfish again (Febreze), then drag Morgan out of bed. Lazy bastard. That's just what I want to do on my birthday; sit around and watch him sleep.

That is all.

Hmmmm

I was going to say something, but totally forgot what it was.

Today is my birthday. So far I've received two happy birthdays, so I'm on track to beat my record of NO happy birthdays last year. LOL

OK, I just heard crackhouse on the TV, so I'm off.

That is all.

Wednesday, September 22, 2004

Another One Gone

Russ Meyer 1922-2004

That is all.

Awwww

OK, Jerry rocks out. Check out what he got me for my birthday:

Thanks Jerry!

That's going up on my sidebar as well.

That is all.
No, I'm not in any better of a mood today. No, people haven't apologized for being dickfaces. No, I don't want to chat, which my profile pretty clearly states to begin with you dumb scrotum sucker.

That is all.

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The extent of people's assholery never ceases to amaze me. Really now, how can people be that unfeeling, and blatant with the fact that they don't give a fuck? If nothing's in it for them, they don't bother to put forth any effort.

It'd be so much easier if I didn't care.

That is all.

Tuesday, September 21, 2004

People Suck

I almost hit some asshat on RT62. This dumb fuck was walking across RT62 (4 lane highway with a speed limit of 55 in town) at night while wearing black clothes. When I almost hit his dumb ass, he bowed. Yes, HE FUCKING BOWED AT ME. Seriously, I wanted to back up and hit the bastard, but I was in my Mom's car and she was with me. Had she not saw the guy I would have hit him. Had I been in the GTI I would have hit him as my brakes suck ass. So yeah, people are fucking stupid.

Went to B&BW and wound up with some leave-in conditioner and 2 refills for my Auto Fresh thing. They've discontinued the style I have (plugs into the cigarette lighter), so I guess I'm fucked when they run out of refills. I hate the freshners that clip to the air vents; I think they look stupid and they really don't work that well either. Anyway, again, people are stupid.

I'm off to finish watching MXC and then I don't know what I'm going to do.

That is all.

GTI Photos & Useless Banter

I've been in a picture sharing mood lately, lucky you:

GTI jacked up for inspection. He looks like a Rabbit at the front wheel, yes?

Morgan peering at the tire. Ahh, he's doing man-things (his words, not mine, as I have no problem doing car stuff).

Rear of the GTI while jacked. Pretty self-explanatory, yes?

Morgan abusing the GTI. Nice face, dear. Anyway, as many of you know from reading this blog, the GTI's front tire has been making a horrid grinding racket for a couple weeks now. Morgan decided to take the tire of yesterday and try to figure out what's doing with the brakes. Try as he might, the front tire wasn't coming off. No amount of tugging, cussing and prying would loosen that bitch, so I guess I'm fucked. The back of the disc is fine, but the front of the disc (or rotor, whatever) is all jacked up. And, as you can see from the photo, it's managed to royally fuck up my rim too. Bastard brake.

That was pretty much the upshot of my Monday. Watching Morgan abuse the GTI's wheel.

Apparently my Mom and I are going to Target later, and I think I'm going to exchange some Bath and Body Works stuff. I love their lotions, and pretty much everything else they have for sale, but I'm allergic to avocados. Since the base for a lot of their products are avocado of some sort (according to one of their salespeople), that means I break out in gorgeous red splotches whenever I use most of their products. I can use the Art Stuff line, but a lot of those products have glitter in them, so I don't like using them too much. I'll probably wind up with refills for my Wallflowers and Auto Fresh thingie. I figure there's no point in keeping a dresser full of products I can't use. Morgan said yesterday that Bath and Body Works is an evil store as all of "us" (meaning women) get addicted to the stuff. I'm amused at that comment since most of the stuff they offer are necessary grooming products. You must have soap, lotions and hair stuff to be clean. Besides, if all I spend money on is B&BW stuff, then he needs to pipe down. Mr. "I Have 10 Computers But Can Only Use One At A Time" Pants.

OK, I'm off.

That is all.

Sunday, September 19, 2004

More Photos

More photos to share:
Morgan and the Guinea Pig
Morgan and the Piggy Close
Morgan being a bitch

These were taken last night as he's still fucking sleeping. Lazy bastard.

I'm off to finish watching Halloween.

That is all.

This Is A No Snarking Zone

Ugh, I ate something that doesn't like me too much right now. I haven't eaten at all today, so it must have been the pizza I had last night at Kanan's house. It was hella fucking good though, so it's worth the Snarky Tummy©.

Morgan and I didn't go to the Glenmoor show. We didn't get to my house until 2AM, we didn't sleep at all Friday night, and we didn't sleep much Saturday during the day either. Then we didn't go to bed until 6 this morning, so we were beat. He's still snoozing as I type this, and I may have to go back to bed myself. It's a gorgeous day, though, so I'll probably drag him out of bed to find some outdoor activity to get into. So yeah, we suck.

FOUR DAYS UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY.

I managed to get lost while driving to Kanan's on Friday night. I think I was in the ghetto a couple times, but nothing major happened. I was only about 45 minutes late and that was because I was lost. I'm pretty confident driving in Cleveland now, which should scare the fuck out of everyone.

On the way home last night we stopped in Strongsville so Morgan could get some clothes. We're leaving Mac's (the corner convenience store where he buys Dew), and I'm putting along doing the speed limit for once. Right before I get to the light where I need to turn onto 71, the cops pull us over. I swear, I've been pulled over more times since I've known Morgan than I have in my whole life. The cops were really nice though, and I think they just wanted to run my license for whatever reason. The officer's excuse for pulling me over was I "must have a burned out license plate light". Dude, they're totally fucking missing, not just burned out. As in the entire assembly is gone; it's in my trunk. The officer is telling me how to check the bulbs, and that it may just be a fuse. Of course I didn't tell the officer the assembly is gone, though, and I was very polite to him for PULLING ME OVER TO TELL ME my light(s) was(were) burned out. It looked like Morgan and I had ripped off an electronics store, though, as we had my Gateway laptop, the Compaq laptop I gave to Morgan and a stereo amp/receiver in the backseat along with 5 or 6 CD travel cases and other assorted sundries. Gotta love that shit; I'm getting harrassed by the cops on a weekly basis now. Bastards. I must make sure my plates and driver license are renewed by midnight on Thursday; can't be driving around with expired shit since the cops love pulling me over for whatever reason.

Good fucking Christ, people have been driving up and down my street all fucking day. I live on a dead end road that only has 3 houses and our townhouse thingie on it. All of these asshats come to the end of the road, then turn around. What the fuck?

All right, I think I'm finished.

That is all.

Friday, September 17, 2004

Hmmm

OK, guess I'm leaving. Goodness....

Seriously, I'm all worried about Pete now. It's weird I know, but after following a band for so many years (over 12) you feel like you know the band members. It's probably even more so when you actually grow up listening to a specific band like I did with Type O. It's as if a family member is sick. I'm weird, I know. I'm not all about having Pete's babies or anything like that, honestly I'm not one of those scary band stalker types, but I am worried nonetheless. Everytime I've met the boys they've been nothing but cool to me, even when I told Pete he's full of shit and making an ass out of himself he was cool to me. I hope everything is OK with him.

All right, I'm off to shower then leave for Cleveland. Me. Driving in Cleveland. By.Myself. On a Friday night, even. Mwaaaaaahahahaa.

That is all.

Tell Me They're Kidding

Fall Tour Postponed
-From Type O Negative's Management:

Type O Negative Postpones Fall Dates
"During a recent medical exam, undisclosed anomalies were discovered and it was suggested that Peter Steele, lead singer, bassist and songwriter, undergo further tests.
As a firm timetable for the tests and the subsequent results is indeterminable, it has been decided to postpone the fall tour to a later date when there will be no foreseeable conflicts with scheduling.
In the meantime Type O Negative continues to work on the forthcoming release, the first for new label SPV, due in 2005."
There you have it, official word regarding the Tour. Thanks for the patience.

That was taken directly from the band's website. I hope Pete's OK.

In other news, I guess I was going to wind up meeting Morgan at Kanan's house, but now I have no idea what's going on. Guess I'll sit around and wait to find out for sure. Blargh.

That is all.

I Am A Loser

Friday night's activities are as follows:
-Watch MXC (I have some on video)
-Watch Halloween on DVD
-Organize my shoes
-Clean my room
Goddamn, I'm a loser. It was decided that Morgan will do the flea market thing without me. I felt like I'd be in the way, and besides, he can catch up with Kanan without me around. When those two scamps get together they're worse than a sewing circle. It would have too late by the time I got to Strongsville anyway, as he has to build a bunch of systems and run to his Dad's house to get all of the cases and shit. I'll just go up tomorrow night and get him when they're finished with the flea market stuff.

I repeat, I'm a loser.

That is all.

Insert Creative Saying Here

Obviously I'm not at work. Not getting into it right now, maybe I will later on if you're lucky. I thought I was going to be able to go with Morgan to the flea market thing since I'm off all weekend, but apparently he's not home as I've called twice and he didn't answer, nor is he online. Guess he went to Kanan's house early, and guess I'm shit out of luck. I'll pick him up tomorrow night then we'll come down here for the Glenmoor car show on Sunday from 10AM-4PM. If you're in the Northeast Ohio area I highly recommend the Glenmoor show; it rocks out.

It's raining which is OK by me.

That is all.

Stuff

Johnny Ramone died.

The new job is going pretty OK, but I don't know if I'm going to be able to keep the position. When I was originally contacted in regard to the position, the contact was made by the district manager. He stated I wouldn't have to do deliveries all the time, and never by myself. That I'd go on deliveries to help the guys out once in a while, but it wouldn't be a regular thing. Turns out deliveies are a huge part of my job, and I'm supposed to do ranges, small TV's (27" and under) and washer/dryers by myself. Yeah, I see that happening. I can't lift anything heavier than a laptop or DVD player/VCR. I was honest with my boss and told him that, so he said he'd call the main office and see what they can do to work something out. I offered to do all of the guys' account calling if they take over my route, but like Morgan said, that's the easy part of the job so I'm sure the guys don't want me doing that. I dunno what's going on, but I'm still in the training part anyway. Blah.

Think I'll go to bed.

That is all.

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Shit

Some photos to share:
Guinea Pig
Pig in Food
Riced-Out Sunfire

Started my new job today; it's pretty OK.

That is all.

Monday, September 13, 2004

Hoorah

Fun was had by all this weekend. The yard sale wasn't that successful, only 2 sytems were sold for a total of $170, but it was fun nonetheless. I guess this coming weekend Morgan and his friend are going to some flea market in Cleveland and setting up a booth thing. Morgan asked if I was going, but I'm assuming I'll be working this weekend. Rent A Center hasn't called yet, which is pissing me off as I know my drug test was fine. The only thing I can think of is maybe the pain meds I have (Ultram and Darvocet) caused a false positive for my test? If I don't hear from anyone by tomorrow I'll call up there tomorrow and find out what the fuck's going on. I'll be hella pissed if I wind up not getting this job as I had 2 other offers that I turned down because I was told I had this position. Grrrrrrrrrr.

On a computer dork note, Morgan's all giddy. He wound up with 2 P4 motherboards, a 1.7Gig P4 chip, a TV tuner and a new sound card for his PC. He stayed up pretty much all night messing with that stuff while I passed out on the couch. I also gave him my old (1998) Compaq laptop so he pimped it out too. Seriously, if Morgan doesn't touch a computer at least every 25 minutes he starts twitching like a crackhead. You think I'm exaggerating...LOL

K, I'm finished until later.

That is all.

Friday, September 10, 2004

Poop

Well the pee test is finally taken care of. Now I'm off to Cleveland for the weekend. I'll update when I can.

That is all.

Stuff

My webpage is down until I renew my domain name.

Once again Morgan and I were accosted by the fucking cops. This time it was in Seven Hills (close to Parma; Cleveland suburb) after he and I stopped to look at a new Corvette. Fucking cops. I'm in a hurry now so I'll elaborate later.

Blargh.

That is all.

Bragh

I now have my Fall/Winter hair. Life may resume its normal schedule. I'll post a photo once I get home and can upload the photos.

Again, Launchcast Plus rocks my socks. Thanks
Joelle for mentioning Launchcast and it's awesomeness.

OK, Morgan's whining about not being able to use his computer so I guess I'm gonna go.

That is all.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Um, Yeah

I'm not even going to start in again about Launchcast Plus, other than the fact that I fucking love it. Bauhaus, Gary Numan, Faith No More, Depeche Mode, Joy Division all one right after another. Ahhhh.

Mmm, Fall is here. I love Fall; September-November. Those are my kinds of temperatures. Low to mid 70's during the day, and the 50's at night. Plus everything is pretty with the changing leaves and stuff. I'm such a nature dork.

I went today to take my pee test, and yet again I didn't get there in time as they're not open until 6PM like my Mom had babbled. At least now I know where the fucking place is located, and it's really close to my house. So tomorrow it is; I finally get to pee in that fucking cup!

Electric was off from around 6AM-3:30PM as the substation was flooded. Not having electric sucks ass. I had to use dial up to access the Net. DIAL UP I TELL YOU!! At least I have a laptop so I could get on the Net without electric.

Interesting tidbit for the day. I was driving along in my Mom's car today and saw a friend. I blew the horn then went to wave through the sunroof. That's all well and good except my Mom's car doesn't have a sunroof. Yeah, I'm an idiot, and my hand loves me right now.

I think I've pretty much covered everything. I'm off to get my winter hair.

That is all.

Egg & Meat & Cheese

Has anyone seen the new Burger King commercial with the actual Burger King? At first glance it's kinda creepy, but after you actually watch the commercial it's pretty cool. Or maybe I'm just easily amused.

Stress sucks goat balls.

I think I'll make an Amazon wishlist since Travis keeps insisting that I need one.

That is all.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

Whee

OK, I'd read about Launchcast Plus here so I decided to see what it's all about. As it turns out, since I have Yahoo SBC/DSL as my primary Net connection, I have a free subscription to Launchcast Plus. You know my ass made my own station since I hate most radio stations. So far I've heard A Perfect Circle, Fleetwood Mac and the Chemical Brothers. I reapeat, woohoo. As I've listened to my station, I see it's not just bands I've chosen, but it's been better than a regular radio station so far. I've also blocked all Linkin Park and Disturbed songs. Heehee...

I have a newfound respect for the Corvette Z06 since I saw one hauling ass on Cleveland AVE. Seriously, that damned car was moving and the guy wasn't even getting on it that much. Yes, I still hate Corvettes (except the 50's ones, those rock), but I must give credit where credit is due.

Still haven't had my pee test for work. I went out there yesterday and traffic was ass-fucking bad. Today I went to the wrong place as my boss had no idea where he was sending me. I've ran out a tank of gas trying to get this pee test, then my boss called while I was gone and said there's a location in Alliance (next town over; also where I'll be working). Nice, yes? Now it looks like I won't start until Monday. Grrrrr.

Came home and there was 8 messages on the machine; 4 were for me. That rocks.

OK, acoustic Depeche Mode makes me all giddy. Nice.....

My car decided to pee all over me the whole way to Morgan's house last night (sunroof is leaking somehow). I've made an executive decision. Once I've been at Rent A Center for a month or two, I'm buying a new(er) car. Prior to that I'm getting the blue/purple Taurus until I have a new(er) car. I love my little Squeaky Bobaganoosh, but it's just too much for me to handle anymore. He leaks, squeaks, rattles, smells of gear oil, reeks of exhaust and now his front driver side tire area is grinding like a bastard. I still love him, but he needs a lot of work to be safe. I'll fix him in dribs and drabs, but at least I'll have another car to drive while I'm fixing him. He's still uber dependable engine-wise; everything else is falling apart, though.

All right, I think I'm off to take a nap or something.



That is all.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Test

Just testing some new smileys:




Off to Strongsville in a bit, woohoo.

That is all.

Virus Update

OK, my computer is all free of germies. I'm amused that Morgan's PC had a couple viruses and my laptop didn't have any. I have no idea how that virus was sent from my Gmail account, but it didn't come from my laptop. I rock.

Busy day tomorrow, guess I should go move him over so I can sleep.

That is all.

Monday, September 06, 2004

Virus Warning

Yeah, I managed to get a virus while hooked up to Morgan's network. If you receive an email, with an attachment, from my Gmail account DO NOT OPEN IT. Now I get to attempt to clean the fucking virus off of my laptop. Grrrrr.

That is all.

Who's The Dumbass?

OK, never put dish soap in the dishwasher. I told him not to, but did he listen? Obviously not.

That was the highlight of the weekend. Well that and more of my driving theatrics in Cleveland.

That is all.

Mountain Dew Is Liquid Crack

Blah.

Yet another day of nothing doing. Was going to see the new Exorcist movie last night, but we decided we wouldn't go after all. Guess I'll save my passes for the new Halloween movie (quite the optimist, aren't I?).

Like Happy Labor Day or something.

17 days until my birthday in case anyone cares. Season 1 of Without a Trace comes out on DVD Tuesday; woohoo!

That is all.

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Prepare Yourselves

I'm sorry Miss Jackson, oooooooooo, but I am for real.

That is all.

Furry Turkey

Ack. Without being too graphic, again, ack. My stomach managed to get fucked up somehow and now the potty is my best friend. I'd finally fallen asleep around midnight, then someone called here probably a half hour ago and woke me up. Of course, now I can't go back to sleep. If I were home I'd have bitch slapped whomever that was calling at 3:30 in the morning, but I'm not home so I can't bitch slap anyone. Well, except Abe, and he does look ripe for a bitch slapping.

That is all.

Thursday, September 02, 2004

Per Usual

I was right; I'm not going to arrive at his house before dark. Grrrrr...I don't mind driving up there at night since I could get there in my sleep; I don't like driving anywhere at night without my cell phone.

In case anyone cares, I drive in Cleveland all the time now. Morgan has a way of sneaking me into Cleveland without my realizing it, then all of a sudden I realize I'm driving around in Cleveland. Last night we went to his buddy's house (dude wasn't home) so I could see the insanity that is the computer room, and I did just fine. I don't know why I have such an aversion to driving there, but I do. I handled Dallas/Ft. Worth just fine, as I do Pittsburgh and Columbus. Oh well, I do fine in Cleveland now, so that's a good thing.

Yard sale next weekend. If any of you crazy kids need computer parts let me know before then and I'll see if the Morgan or his buddy has what you're looking for. Everytime I think of Morgan having a yard sale I get the giggles; I don't think I'll be able to control myself when actually witnessing such an event. True, it's going to be all computer stuff (no ceramic ducks or anything), but still...

Think I'll take a nap as something tells me I'm going to be up all night.

That is all.

I Am A Dumbass

Don't you hate when you burn a CD right before you leave the house, then forget to take the CD out of your burner? You get in the car, drive a tick down the road then realize the CD isn't in the car. I spent 10 minutes looking for that damned CD a couple days ago, and drove Morgan crazy with my insisting the CD was in the car. I went to burn another CD today and there's that damned CD in my laptop. Fucking moron.

That is all.

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Um, I Rock

Yeah, got the job. I have to pee in a cup tomorrow, then I'll start next week. 48 hours a week (Sundays and Wednesdays off), $10.50/hr and fully paid Anthem (used to be Blue Cross/Blue Shield) benefits. Yeah, I'll work a lot but dammit I'll have money, and I'll be able to move out. I so hate peeing in a cup; hopefully I don't make a mess.

I was sooooooooo irritated when I got here (Morgan's) because people on RT62 and RT77 are fucking morons. It took me 25 minutes to go 3 miles just because there was a car broken down alongside the road. Not on the road mind you, totally off the highway and people were still being that stupid. So I rubbed the Abe's back and felt better about life.

There's something funky going on with my car. Everytime I merge to the right, I get this weird dragging feel from the front tire. Might want to check that out.
On a similar note, I cannot get anymore traffic tickets or I'll lose my job. Since I will occasionally have to do deliveries, I have to be insurable and that means the points I have now are all I'm allowed to have. I guess I should start driving like a normal person, and that means no more average speeds of 89MPH (over 62 miles, mind you) on the way home from Strongsville. I made it home (again 62 miles) in 49 minutes. My car may stink like gear oil and exhaust, he may bounce around a lot and the amp may cut out all the time, but he'll fucking move when I tell him to.

That is all.

Gah

I can't sleep and I have to be up at 10AM. I went to bed at around 4AM, but nooooooo, I just couldn't fall asleep. Grrrrrrrr.

As you may have noticed, I tweaked my blog layout. I was bored, so I decided to change things a bit. I like the new style, but I'm sure I'll tire of it soon enough and change it to something else.

Why am I starving for rice? Seriously, I would kill someone for a bowl of plain white rice from the Chinese place down the street.

I really need to carry that bag of stuff to the basement.

"For more information on Billy Ray Cyrus' hair or style of dress, please see your local Camaro dealer." Mwaahahahaahaha.

I think I'm going to make some scrambie eggs, then try and sleep again.

That is all.