Short, But Sweet

I'm still sick, though I'm feeling MUCH better than I was. Right now I'm just dealing with the crap in my head. Yuck!

Got awesome, stupendous great news in regards to my BFF. So happy for her and feel a giant sigh of relief. Things have been crazy stressful for her lately, so am crazy happy things are finally looking up. Yay! *happy dance*

I'm tired. Kind of cranky. I'm sleeping, but Nyquil makes me have bizarre dreams.

Um...yeah, that's about it. Ciao!

Wah! I'm Sick! :(

So I caught my nephews cold. They've both been sick over this last week and I thought I was doing what I should to avoid it, but obviously I didn't. Went to work yesterday and lasted until 1. I had a sore throat and was losing my voice. By the time I left I didn't have a voice anymore.



And my boss is not the most compassionate person in the world. When I first got in yesterday, she stopped by, asked me how I was doing and then told me to rest my voice as much as possible...then proceeded to have me on both lines AND doing callbacks. My job is the phone. When you can't talk, you can't talk! When I left, she actually had the gall to tell me she was disappointed in me. *shakes head*



So, I got home, crashed and slept for about an hour. My mom bought cold meds, so I took some of those, slept until 7:25, had my mom call into work because I literally had no voice this morning, took more cold meds and slept until about 1. My head feels like it's jam-packed and I'm blowing my nose every five seconds. It's extremely unpleasant. Now my mom and dad have it too. I so cannot wait to have my own place. Less likely this would happen, ya know?


But my mom made homemade chicken and rice soup for dinner last night and it tasted DELISH! Of course, as stuffed up as I am right now, I don't really have a sense of taste.



And so, I'm getting ready to go take some more meds and crash. I think sleep's the only thing that will knock this cold out. Then on Monday I get to face another "talk". Which is just stupid considering the fact that our company's policy is 10 days paid sick time and this will only be my 7th of the entire year. Sometimes I just don't see it being worth it, you know?



Ciao!

life

I sometimes think I live to torture myself. Ever since I made the decision to move out next year, i've been looking at apartments online.

I really hoped that by this point in my life I would've made enough money to buy my own house...and maybe if I hadn't made some really stupid financial decisions when I was younger...

Anyway, that's not where I meant to go. Since buying a house seems to not be a part of my immediate future, I'm looking at apartments. I'm trying to stay within a certain amount of miles from work; not so far that it's a pain to get there, but also not so close that my boss can take advantage of that.

Things are okay at the moment. My boss called me into her office to let me know that I had an additional 18 hours of vacation due to them switching me to a 40 hour position. I went in at 11:30 today and she's talking about me working two 4 hour days. I told her in all honesty that I would just like a day off...so, that might just happen in December. Yay!

I read Skin Game by Ava Gray. It was really good. Sexy, dark & kinda twisted. My favorite!

I'm off to bed. Ciao!

*yawn*

I am seriously pooped y'all. I went into work at 9 (as per usual) and got called in to my boss's office. My coworker's wife had a baby over the weekend, so he wasn't coming in. She asked me if I'd be willing to stay until close (7). So, I worked an unexpected 10 hour day. *yawn* Well, it was 9 because I took an hour lunch.

This weekend was pretty dull, but honestly that worked for me. Last week was nuts and I just wanted to veg. I was kind of maybe planning on going to my BB's Halloween party, but skipped out. 99% of it was because I was not feeling hot. The other 1% is because I didn't want to. Bad me!

I'm doing well, I suppose. Nothing horrible's going on, so in that sense I'm happy. Just tired.

Been looking at apartments. I found one that's still technically in Portland (though it's really Beaverton). It's a nice looking complex, has just about everything I'd need (plus close to bus) and it has a nice-size 1 bedroom for less than $700. I've made up my mind that I'm going to be completely paid off and out of here by no later than June of next year. I really, really, really need a place of my own.

Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but at the same time I'm completely sick of them. Well, not them so much as us living in each others pockets. It's tiresome. And I want my independence! Argh!

So, there you go. I'm off to go write or something for a little while before I crash. Night all!

Life & Random Observations

I've got a lot of random things going on in my head lately. Here they are in no particular order (lucky you).

Work: Sucks. I don't like going into a lot of details; just that things are not good right now. I'm so tired and cranky and basically completely fed up. *headdesk*

Parking: I drive to work. I know, I know, I should take the bus, but I HATE the bus. I hate being smushed into a tiny space with the dregs of humanity. However, I hate paying for parking. I got a ticket b/c supposedly they couldn't read my ticket. Um, no. I'm waiting until Friday to pay it and I'm including a note saying why I'm not paying the whole thing. I'm also going to include my stub showing that I HAD paid thankyouverymuch.

Life: Eh...I'm all right. Just tired (again).

Writing: *sigh* It comes and goes. I try to write as much as I can at work. By the time I get home, eat dinner, relax a smidge and THEN think about writing...I got nothin'. I came up with a great scene where Kara (heroine) is trying to call her wolf for the first time in 10 years. It's a heartbreaking scene, but it's also the turning point...or should I say, the start of her relationship with the hero. :)

Friends: I'm kind of fed up with some of them, esp. the ones in real life. I don't know. I think 99% of it is that we're all stressed out and it's kind of taking its toll on all of us. I don't know...I know, that seems to be my mantra tonight.

Halloween: Eh...I'm not a huge fan. I think that stems from being about 10 and being told I couldn't get any candy because I was too old (this was by people I was asking for candy; not my parents). They didn't believe me when I told them I was 10. Kind of soured me on the whole thing. BB's having a party on Saturday night. *sigh* I hate parties. It's just not my cup of tea. All of them end up drunk by the end of the night and that's just not my thing. Plus one of her friends is super competitive with me and ends up going out of her way to one-up me any time I see her. That gets crazy old after a very short amount of time. :(


And that's about it. I just took some sleeping pills, so I hope to sleep well tonight. Orannia, thank you for being there (even when you're just commenting). I really appreciate it. Jana, congrats Auntie (X's 3 now, right?). KB...LOVED your story. Mmm....yummy N&S sexin'. Whoot!

I'm outies. Ciao!

Thinks & Thoughts & Things

So, Thursday morning after basically a week of hell, I decided rather abruptly that I was going to go to the beach this weekend. Thankfully October is the month where I get paid 3 times, so I had a little bit of extra fundage. I called the hotel where I normally stayed, they had a room and I made reservations.

I asked my boss if I could work from 8-4:30 on Friday, but no. So, at 5:30 I skedaddled out of the office, went out to my car and started the 2 hour (and change) drive from Portland to Lincoln City.

It had been raining off and on all day, so I said a little prayer for travelling mercies, sucked it up and drove. Got on I-5, which wasn't that bad. Once you get past...I think it's Wilsonville, the speed limit goes from 55 to 65, so that didn't take long at all. Got into Salem and BAM pitch black. The sun was down and I had to rely on my lights to see where I was going.

Got into Lincoln City around 7:45, went to Kyllos and got some food to go. Drove to my hotel, checked in and PIGGED out! I was so hungry by that point I think I could've eaten raw something. I was starving!

I'd taken Season 1 of Angel with me and watched the first 2 DVD's. I'd forgotten just how much I loved that show. It still kills me that the guy who played Doyle (and whatshisface on Roseanne) killed himself. He was so cute and a great actor. *sad sigh*

I took a sleeping pill and woke up around noon on Saturday. Got up, took a shower and drove over to Safeway to pick up the essentials. Stopped at my favorite little bookstore there and guess what they had? BLAZE OF MEMORY BY NALININ SINGH!!!!! Yes, you heard me right. I let out a shriek I'm sure would've woken the dead and scared the saleslady half to death. lol. I got it and Big Bad Wolf by Christine Warren. Took them back to my hotel room and...I don't know how I had the strength, but I read BBW first. I KNOW!!! But, I was tired, so I took a nap. lol

Read BoM. I'm not sure what I think of it. I'm rereading it again because I think I missed something. My biggest complaint is that I had a hard time connecting with Dev. He's...not a very nice guy. I don't know, maybe I'll change my mind when I finish it again. I just can't believe they had it! The lady there told me that the daughter of the owner had some connections and always gets books in early. All I know is that I'm not complaining. lol

Got up bright and early today. Took off about 10:30 and got home about 1. Took another nap. I've been going thru so much emotional upheaval lately that I'm just physically, emotionally & spiritually exhausted. I KNOW I need to find another job. This job isn't healthy for me anymore. I spend more time wanting to bang my head against a wall than anything else. I'm just tired of it all.

So, that's what's been going on with me. I'm leaving you a picture of the sunset Saturday night. Gorgeous, huh? :) Ciao!

*sigh*

I got a lovely comment from Orannia. I realized I haven't posted in over a week, so decided to rectify the situation. *sigh*

I don't know...I'm kind of going thru some stuff. 99% of it is work-related unfortunately, but what else is new? Work sucks. It'd help if...well, I won't go into it. Let's just say I'm frustrated and annoyed, which I think sums it up quite nicely.

I'm really just bummed out tonight. I think my biggest issue is that I'm exhausted. Tired and need about 800 hours of sleep. :(

My apologies...this is all I've got.

I'll leave you with a "poem" I wrote for this blog project my Mom's doing. It's called Where I'm From. If any of you are intersted in doing it, here's the link to the main site to get the idea. Then it's up to you. If you do DO it, please give me a linky to it. Danke!

I am from good books, from laptops and creativity.

I am from the loving, relaxing peace.

I am from the earth, the cool rain.

I am from table marches and eccentricity, from Dad and Mom and us.

I am from the laughter and deep discussions.

From "you're strong for your age" and "Watch out for your brother."

I am from deep spirituality.

I'm from Washington, from many different nationalities, cinnamon toast, cinnamon rolls.

From the great-aunt with her generosity, her great food, and the love of reading that my grandmother passed down.

I am from the old chest full of memories.