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Well, work at Kohl's has been fun, but definitely something that I am looking forward to moving on from. I am naturally very good at my job, but management REALLY needs to be improved on. In addition, our supervisor doesn't seem to be able to handle the stress of all this crap coming down on us, so he makes himself feel better by yelling at us. Today I wasn't taking any shit from him because I had far to much of my own stuff to deal with. He walked by as I said "Well Randy can go fuck himself; that douche doesn't know what the hell he's talking about." When he turned on our star worker Jason, I told him to "shut up and go pick up you fucking boxes", but it was too late. Jason works harder than anyone, management included, so when he was scolded for no reason he stormed out, setting off the alarm as we're locked in. He's not coming back.
Management gave us all meatball sandwiches to say "sorry the back room sucks so freakin' much", but then later that night Frankie had to leave and throw up for a few hours. With both him and Jason gone, work got to the point of impossible. I'd try to explain how bad Harvey and I (hardlines) had it, but it's too hard to put into words. But hey, Harvey has a good "smart-ass" sense of humor, so it shifted the day into hilariously bad instead of just really, really bad.
All things considered, we actually did very well, but the thing that bugs me the most about this is that it's all cumulative. Sure, they take out some stuff during the day, but not nearly as much as we put in every single night. Which means that Monday night is most likely going to be even worse. Ugh...I need a raise.
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| Back with a vengence! |
[27 Sep 2006|06:25pm] |
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I finally have internet!! It's been ages, so I won't try a full update, but to briefly catch up I will push my crappy HTML skills to the breaking point by trying a bulleted list: - I live in Minnesota now with my brother, Justin. I drove here from California in 4 days with my rats and my iPod to entertain me.
- Shortly after arriving in Minnesota my mom and step-dad came to visit from the east coast. That's when I got most of my furniture, though I still need a dresser. My pile-in-the-corner style organization method isn't going so well.
- Shortly after they left, I flew to Baltimore for a 3 day business conference. That's a whole update in itself, but I don't want to decrease it's awe-inspiring, life-changing marvelment by trying to sum it up here. Just know that it was everything I ever say about it and more. Except Donald Trump...he's kind of an ass.
- Shortly after returning from Baltimore, I went shopping with my best friend from back in 8th grade. Why is that worth noting? Because we were shopping for clothes for his groomsmen. Also, we happened to be doing it about 30 hours before the wedding started.
- Next up would be the wedding. I was the best man in a wedding that took place out in the beautiful fall colors. Overall it went very well, and I even happened to somehow come off very eloquent and well practiced for my toast to the newly weds. Maybe it's not impressive to you, but I was running on about 3 hours of sleep because the groom and I were up since before dawn setting up chairs, tables and the gazebo. We were actually still covered with sweat and rust when the bride showed up.
- Aside from too many miscellaneous tasks to mention, the rest of my time here has been spent setting up my room and hunting for some sort of temporary j.o.b. that I could swallow for a couple months.
Now that I have car insurance, internet, cable and utilities to worry about, my job hunt has started to accelerate. I still have plenty saved...I just don't like the idea of losing it because of poor timing. Anyways, that's all for now. Good to be back :)
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| Back with a vengence! |
[27 Sep 2006|06:00pm] |
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* I finally have internet!! It's been ages, so I won't try a full update, but to briefly catch up I will push my crappy HTML skills to the breaking point by trying a bulleted list: - I live in Minnesota now with my brother, Justin. I drove here from California in 4 days with my rats and my iPod to entertain me.
- Shortly after arriving in Minnesota my mom and stepdad came to visit from the east coast. That's when I got most of my furniture, though I still need a dresser. My pile-in-the-corner style organization method isn't going so well.
- Shortly after they left, I flew to Baltimore for a 3 day business conference. That's a whole update in itself, but I don't want to decrease it's awe-inspiring, life-changing marvelment by trying to sum it up here. Just know that it was everything I ever say about it and more. Except Donald Trump...he's kind of an ass.
- Shortly after returning from Baltimore, I went shopping with my best friend from back in 8th grade. Why is that worth noting? Because we were shopping for clothes for his groomsmen. Also, we happened to be doing it about 30 hours before the wedding started.
- Next up would be the wedding. I was the best man in a wedding that took place out in the beautiful fall colors. Overall it went very well, and I even happened to somehow come off very eloquent and well practiced for my toast to the newly weds. Maybe it's not impressive to you, but I was running on about 3 hours of sleep because the groom and I were up since before dawn setting up chairs, tables and the gazebo. We were actually still covered with sweat and rust when the bride showed up.
- Aside from too many miscellanious tasks to mention, the rest of my time here has been spent setting up my room and hunting for some sort of temporary j.o.b. that I could swallow for a couple months.
Now that I have car insurance, internet, cable and utilities to worry about, my job hunt has started to accelerate. I still have plenty saved...I just don't like the idea of losing it because of poor timing. Anyways, that's all for now. Good to be back :)
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[27 Aug 2006|08:03pm] |
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So the day has finally arrived: tommorrow I'm leaving for a 4 day drive to my new home in Burnsville, Minnesota! Kinda nervous, kinda sad, but mostly just excited. Well, now it's time to disassemble the computer, so see you all in a week!
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| Hiding |
[22 Aug 2006|10:20pm] |
My father just pulled me out of another series of nightmares. To be fair I can't say that this has been one long chain because my past few nights have passed uneventfully. That said, tonight my dad came in and put his hand on my side because apparently I was rolling back and forth slightly and "looked distressed". As soon as he touched me I almost had a heart attack...my reaction scared the hell out of him too. Too tired for details, but here's a summary.
Holding on to the keys that had been trusted to me I should have felt proud about being given such an enormous responsibility. Instead I just felt the massive need to get them away. I was being hunted, but tonight is not about running; it is about being caught and killed; slaughtered. I desperately needed to contact that man; I have tried every possible way to complete my mission but every single scenario ended the same: that horrible, blonde woman and the curved blade she always found nearby to slit my throat. I wasn't ever able to see my own death, but I was able to hear the struggle and the resulting gurgling scream as my throat filled with my own blood. However, the mission and the dream pressed on.
My only goal now is to convince him to take back the keys. Sitting in the red room where the walls looked like pulsing muscles, I dialed his office. The connection with the operator was horrible and she had to scream constantly through the heavy static to be heard. Once I finally conveyed what I wanted, she transferred me...but during that brief silence it all made sense.. This was never intended to be successful. He knew that there was no way this would work; he wanted me to die. I slammed down the phone as I heard him whisper my name too loudly into it. I turned. She stood in the only doorway, knife in hand.
What the hell is wrong with me? I'm a little shaken, so now I am taking refuge with a glass of milk and Homestar Runner cartoons until I slip back into the murky waters of sleep
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[11 Aug 2006|07:22pm] |
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My dad's pain has continually become more and more focused on single spot, making it seem more and more like appendicitis. But as the pain concentrates on one point instead of just his whole abdomen, it also seems to have intensified. Just now the pain was so intense that he couldn't find a way to get up off of the couch. I tried to help but was pretty much useless as we found the only way to get off the couch was to roll off, then crawl feebly back to his bed. Hopefully we will get some answers on Monday.
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| Pending plans |
[11 Aug 2006|10:51am] |
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Originally my dad and I were going to drive down to SoCal this coming Monday to go check out a couple of boats that he is interested in down in Santa Barbara and then I could spend the rest of the time with my cousins that I haven't seen in months. But...now my dad has some sort of inflamation in his intestinal tract that keeps him miserable pretty much 24/7 and is getting exploratory surgery this coming Monday. We aren't too concerned about it, but rather just really impatient to get it over with so we can move on to other things. Now that trip is (at least) postponed, I thought that I could finally go up to Berkeley like I have been planning for weeks...cept we aren't sure if my dad will be able to drive soon. If so, I can't go to Berkeley because we'd be leaving for SoCal right after his surgery. Arg!
So basically all my plans in the near future are cancelling one another out (including a few that I didn't mention), which leaves me to sit at home and play with my rats while my dad stays in bed all day.
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| Insomnia induced rant |
[08 Aug 2006|01:40am] |
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Lately I have found it very hard to sleep. Normally if I just go lie down and relax I'll be able to fall asleep before too much time passes. Not now though..these hundreds of thoughts battling in my head have been keeping me up late every night without fail. Like a horde of screaming toddlers fighting for their mother's attention, the harder I try to push these thoughts from my head the louder they become. Until recently I had taken comfort in knowing that time would put it all behind me. Now I can't help but realize that I have nothing to base that assumption on. And they way things are going...I'm going to need a Plan B soon.
I dreamt about her again last night. I wish I knew how to make this all stop.
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| From the scorched wasteland |
[22 Jul 2006|05:50pm] |
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I can't remember the last time I've been this inescapably miserable. According to TV Guide channel, it is 99° outside. According to the thermometer, it is 106°-108° in here. I have taken two cold showers today, but no matter how many I take it seems I am going to alwaysbe tormented by a constant, sticky residue. As I type this I am actually dripping sweat onto my tabletop. Literally.
I am currently using all the fans in the house, but one is blasting Bridgette down on the ground about 10 feet from me. She needs it more than I do; all I am wearing is a pair of loose shorts. She is stuck in a fur coat. My rats are placed underneath the ceiling fan, and the big fan is by the open door trying to promote circulation. Every time I stand my vision goes black and I have to struggle not to lose my balance. And, even though I have already drank half a gallon of water today, I still somehow feel dehydrated. *drip*drip*drip*
I have been doing everything I can to try and keep Nibbles and Hailey cool (my rats) but nothing lasts that long. I put a frozen water bottle in their cage this morning and they nested in the towel I wrapped around it to keep it from dripping. Once that was gone I have been trying to keep them cool by occasionally giving them quick baths. Well, now most of my upper body is covered in claw marks. Apparently they don't like it too much. They do seem to appreciate it afterward though; I can tell that they sleep much better because they are just lying flat instead of on their backs and pressed up against the bars.
Anyways, I need to go and get some more water from the supermarket. Also, I think I need to change my shorts again. I already changed once today, but now these are pretty saturated in sweat....again.
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| Always helpless |
[21 Jul 2006|10:45am] |
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Another night, another nightmare. Once again I was left helpless and at the mercy of some other force; this time it wasn't a shark or monster, but rather just a regular ol' guy with a gun. It was war, but when the enemy came I was unarmed.
I have been having these dreams constantly, but I can't figure out why. This is the first dream in a while where I wasn't actually killed, but it felt like it could come at any moment. Maybe I just shouldn't concern myself. At least, not until it happens again..
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[16 Jul 2006|07:04pm] |
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So...the diabetic dog that I am babysitting just knocked over my dinner and ate it all while I was on the phone. I feel really bad because it's on a very strict diet...but it's almost cancelled out because that diet is to starve her. I'm a little worried about her blood-sugar, but there wasn't much there. Maybe if I take her out for a long walk she'll burn it off..? Not sure how blood-sugar works.
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| Haha... |
[15 Jul 2006|08:10pm] |
Just a comic that reminded me of my dreams from the other day (see my last post)
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| Things that go bump in the night |
[14 Jul 2006|10:22am] |
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Some people say that it is a blessing how I dream almost every night and am able to remember it. Sometimes it is an obvious window to something on my mind, and other times it is just fun to remember flying around a city picking up the ends of rainbows and moving them around to confuse people. Well, last night I had three nightmares about sharks in a row....and I have no idea why. I must be stressed out or something, but why sharks? My dad suggests that "swimming with the sharks" is a metaphor for the business world, but since I am not familiar with that phrase I doubt my mind could have spun three dreams around it. Maybe it is just the feeling of helplessness against them..? In the first (and longest) dream I even lost my left arm at the elbow and left leg at the knee and had to live for quite some time with the heavy thought of knowing I won't be able to do so many things with my prosthetic arm and leg. In the other dreams I was simply attacked and then woke up. Normally I would just dismiss dreams that don't seem to align with anything going on in my life, but why three nightmares? Why all about sharks? There must be something.
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I'm thinking that my new rat must be gay. I mean, every day when I wake up I find that he has completely redecorated the cage. He flipped the igloo around 180°, moved the granite block, pushed around the bedding to cover half of it, and out from under the igloo, moved the food bowl, somehow pushed the water bottle more to the right... I mean jeez, how could it have changed that much? It's like the freakin' House of Leaves in there.
Well I'm getting them a bigger igloo today along with some treats, so maybe her need to redecorate will subside.
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[11 Jul 2006|11:10pm] |
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I've yet to take any good pictures of my rats, but today I found my camera and was inspired to snap a couple pictures once they started to wake up. The first is of Nibbles up by the food bowl. Since there's nothing nearby you can't really tell how small she is, so you'll just have to take my word for it. She's small.
Next up is my new rat's (name pending) main feature; she is tan everywhere except for her stomach and one white slash from her nose to the middle of her forehead. Her eyes aren't quite black, but they definately aren't beast-of-hell eyes like in this picture. They are usually a very deep red, almost black. And lastly, just one picture I thought was really cute. Even though it's really blurry and too bright, I still wanted to put it in here :)
Well, the past three nights I have gone to bed at 4am, but now I am getting my schedule back on track so it's off to bed for me.
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| Rodent mania!! |
[10 Jul 2006|06:05pm] |
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I just finished introducing Nibbles to her new, ratty friend! :D I've been searching for a partner for her for a while now because you are always supposed to keep rats in groups of at least two, but I haven't been able to find any that were suitable. All the ones I found either looked exactly the same as Nibbles or were just too big. Well the one I picked out today is still a bit bigger than Nibbles, but they seem to be getting along just fine :D I haven't named her yet, and I guess I don't plan to until I'm 100% sure that she's here to stay. Nibbles needs a friend though. Besides, I'm sick of licking her clean ;)
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| The Adventures of Nibbles |
[30 Jun 2006|11:11am] |
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I've been memorizing a 6 page transcript here for the past 45 minutes, so I just decided to take a break and post that Nibbles (my rat) has been running all over me and exploring the couch with me the whole time :) Luckily he's smart enough not to jump off the edge, so basically I just let him do whatever he wants and only look up to check on him ever 5 minutes or so. He's great :)
EDIT: Oh, and I'm letting her run around with me instead of in her ball because it turns out that Nibbles is deathly afraid of it. Like, I can't even force her in. 9And...e;s now she's san thee kaeyboard
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| I'm a blonde! No jokes |
[25 Jun 2006|09:19pm] |
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I'm currently in the final stages of (mega)bleaching my hair just like me and the rest of the swimming team used to do way back when...wow, feels like a lifetime ago. Hard to believe it has only been three years.
One key difference is that when we used to do it as a group, I used Xtreme FX's "Industrial Blonde" which I could split with a teammate. It would bring my hair to a light orange, then I'd use this stuff, which has peroxide in it to make it almost white. Problem is, this stuff burns like hell, and I decided that it would be best if I just cut out the first part and doubled my time with this acid. And I've had it on my scalp for over an hour. Oh god the PAIN.
Well okay, it's not that bad...just a very irritating, moderate sting. Because of that, my scalp is now bright red, which makes my hair look kinda pinkish. But hey, only a few more minutes to go!
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And so ends my first week of no longer being an iron worker :) No longer having to break my body carrying crashrails up flights of stairs has indeed been relaxing, but now I've found that not having to do anything has set me into a little comfy nest that's really hard to leave. Oh well...today I'm forcing myself outside of my comfort zone and back into the world. The 98 degree, blazing sunshine world.
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| Family, rats, and black square hats |
[11 Jun 2006|10:56pm] |
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I just got back from San Luis Obispo a few hours ago, where me and the rest of my family (everyone we are in touch with) united to go congratulate my brother on his graduation and see the ceremony. I was really looking foward to seeing everyone again, but what I didn't expect was to get incredibly attatched to a small black and white rat that was at my brother's apartment
...as snake food. I absolutely love rats, so when I got there I took him out to play, and when I found that it was incredibly loving, playful, and terrified, I couldn't help but fall in love with him. Well, after continually taking him out to play, I finally made a pact with Justin that if he was still alive and well in the snake cage by the time I left after his graduation I would take him. I tried not to expect it to still be there when we returned, but both my mom and I couldn't help but sprint up the stairs to find out.
&Nbsp; And now I have an adorable pet rat named Nibbles :) I chose the name because he's so small...and also a piece of food. So yay! Later I'll upload some pictures of him, but for now I need to get to bed. I have work early tomorrow morning. LAST WEEK!!!
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