January 8th, 2009
Ive just discovered MyPod can play music while i blog/facebook ect...epic joy! Cant w8 to have my computer bak;(. Oooo look i added a pic... Will the madness ever stop?
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January 1st, 2009
|08:39 pm - Ipod|
Hmmm. Tryn to figure out this ipod touch thing. Hmmmm
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September 28th, 2008
|12:33 pm - Thud Pound Thump Whump Whomp Thwack|
I love my job. I'm comfortable, happy and pleased with what I do. But the germiness may in fact be the death of me. It's Upper Respiratory season, lots of colds, URI's, and strep going around. YIPPEE HOORAY. So, it's Sunday my day off and my throat is on fire, my head is knocking and my ears and nose feel like they're filled with cement! WIN! >.<
It's okay though, they'll get me fixed tomorrow if in fact this isn't just a 24hour bug thing.
So, I don't think I ever bothered to post on here (and if I did, I apologize for the redundancy) that I applied to and was immediately accepted into the Riverside School of Health Careers Practical Nursing program. So, in about 18months I should be and LPN and in charge of doing all sorts of terrible blood letting procedures to everyone in the community. Beware!
Longterm I'm thinking about going the PA-C route (Physician's Assistant). But that's another 6yrs of school I believe. SO. That's on the back burner until I get the foundation set. It costs a little over $8000 to complete the LPN program, and my employer (Riverside) has generously offered to do a 1/2 tuition reimbursement...which is FANTASTIC...but still leaves me with the $4000 to come up with (not including the $280 they want by 10/24). But I'll get it figured out.
Oddly enough, after being accepted in the program DURING my preview interview (theyre supposed to call and let u know a week later...the lady told me up front and just went ahead and mailed me the packet), I was offered a position in the Riverside IT department. WTF!? I fix ALL of the office computers/printers/copiers. It's my part time job when I'm not dealing with screaming babies and bleeding construction workers (OH and collecting Urine specimens!).
At the front desk of our office we have 2 computers. We call this 'check in'. It's where the main influx of patient's come. So, on LAST Friday, one of the computers decided 'eh I don't wanna connect to the intranet anymore'. So I fiddled with it to no avail, checked all the wires, and discovered the network card was dead (no lights = DEAD). So I call the IT department and explained it to a nice man named Steve. At first he treated me like all the tards who call and was like "CLICK THE START MENU" and I had to say, "Steve, I already checked ipconfig, it's drawing a blank. I changed the network cords, it's not network connection from the wall it's the computer". He was so impressed he said he'd call a tech out and have them replace the network card come monday.
Monday comes and goes, and no one has come to fix our front desk computer, which is a big deal because we're swamped! (and all of our charts/documents/insurance info is on the intranet). SO, I called the IT dept back and got some tard woman that told me to redo what I already did. I explained it was the network card and she wouldn't believe me. SO, I put her on hold, disconnected one of the towers in the doc's office and BROUGHT IT TO THE FRONT AND HOOKED IT UP, and like MAGIC it works! I told her I fixed the problem and to come change the network card so Dr. Goo could have her computer back. She says someone will be out Tue.
WEll, tuesday comes and goes, Steve and I get all of the programs on the doc's tower to run the front office needs, and hooked up to the network printers and yadda yadda....meanwhile Dr Goo still has no tower in her office! (thankfully she mainly uses her laptop). By Friday I called him back and said "no one has come to change the network card yet, this is ridiculous". And he says "We could really use someone like you here! Interested in switching locations!?".
Tech's make DOUBLE what I make, for doing 1/2 the work. It's unfair. =(
Going to sit in my pajamas and fester and play WoW and dream of that Epic Kodo Mount.
September 10th, 2008
|07:17 pm - Writer's Block: The X-Files Birthday|
Today in 1993, The X-Files first premiered. What's your favorite episode? Have you ever experienced paranormal activity yourself?
Oh sweet butter baby jesus. I would be lying if I didn't say I love every single episode. The show was fantastic. It was and forever will be my one true obession. I am not a trekkie, I'm an xphile, and dammit, i'm happy about it!!!
even if D.Duchovny went to recieve treatment for sex addiction. What cooler addiction is that??
Long live the Lone Gunmen!
June 25th, 2008
May 14th, 2008
|07:18 am - Go ahead|
Slander my name online and call me all the nasty things you like. Keep texting me, emailing me and calling my phone while I'm at work. I've been reporting them all to the police.
I'm not wrecking your precious little family, I think you did a pretty good job of that yourself time and again...If only you could have just have kept your pants on. What kind of mother isn't positive who the father of her child is...when she's been married to him for 8 years?
I have no qualms with you, but if you're not going to leave me alone I am going to fight back and I guarantee the ramifications are going to be far worse than you ever imagined.
The James City County Police already knows how to find you.
March 26th, 2008
|08:22 pm - Now I'm of consenting age to be forgetting you in a cabaret...|
A year to the day later...
I don't know what I should really be saying at this point. God damn I've changed. I will never let someone consume me like I let him. I will never let someone abuse me the way that he did. I will never again let someone ruin so many friendships for me...
And his new girlfriend is a fucking dog. I'm glad all of his stupid myspace pics are always in the shirts I bought him. I wish the credit card companies could go back and get the shirts, instead of raping my mailbox on a weekly/monthly basis.
I've changed. I've moved on, but I still hurt.
The doctor's visit bills hurt too. Ass.
Until this time next year I'll just keep wishing he gets terrible venereal diseases.
Otherwise, I'd have to say I'm pretty content with life, however stressful and strange it has been recently. I need a vacation.
I <3 :
*le sigh* :)
Current Location: chair
Current Music: StraightJacket Feeling - All American Rejects
March 19th, 2008
|07:40 am - How did you get such a pretty face in a pretty little frame?|
Seriously, I can't wait until you get what's coming to you.
Rockin' the UC from 7:45 to 6. Drop me a line :)
March 18th, 2008
|02:58 pm - Take your fingers off the fucking keyboard.|
Before I start down the arduous path to Bitch Kingdom let me start off by saying this:
the Justin Timberlake FutureSex/LoveShow DVD = Win. Seriously. I wish I had a bigger damn TV.
"Like I said before, I just like to drink!"
Back to the task at hand.
I am sick of YOU and your stupid whining, griping, complaining and moaning. YOU are a lot of different people, so sit tight, buckle down, and prepare to have your ass handed to you!!
First off, how dare you ever have pretended to be my friend. I trusted you. I told you things about myself that I *OBVIOUSLY* never should have. And like an idiot, after all these years, after all the stupid crap that IIIIIIIIIIIII did, you're the one acting like an idiot. You're jealousy is stupid. You want a little clique of friends at your whim, so that you can do what -- ignore them?? I tried to make amends, and shame on me for wasting my time! The fact that you're so self absorbed that you can't even take the time to respond to me just goes to show how much of a liar you are. Don't pretend to be there for someone and then turn your back. You have NOTHING to be jealous over. And yet I sit here perplexed not so much as to why you're doing this to ME (because it's obvious), but I really would like to know why you're doing this to HIM. Graduate, grow up, quit that shitty job, move on. You're capable of great things, but your inability to deal with the world around you is seriously holding you back.
Stop Calling Me. Seriously. Just fade away into obscurity, please. You fooled me into thinking I had a chance, but now I know better. Now I'm the one saying "oh my phone's about to die, I'll call you later"...and I wonder if it bothers you when I don't ever call back. I hope like hell it does.
You've got issues. By GOD we all know you have issues! Seriously though, what are you accomplishing by analyzing a phone bill? You know who he's talking to. You know where he is and what he's doing. The difference between WIFE and EX WIFE is that fine line where he doesn't HAVE to tell you what he's doing every moment of every frigging day. Do you think calling 13 times in a row while he's in the shower is TRULY going to warrant a response? Maybe on the 14th time he'll answer the phone??? Seriously, take a look at yourself.I'm not stealing your fucking 'husband', I'm not ruining your life, I don't want to raise your kids, I'm not doing any of those stupid things running through your head. We're not dating, we're not sleeping together, we're FRIENDS. So, relax, breathe, and don't EVER txt msg me again, because by GOD I will call you up and tell you EXACTLY what I think about you.
You have this obnoxious ass on again - off again personality that makes me want to vomit. I could throw an entire bag of oreos at your forehead and you STILL wouldn't get it. *screams*
Don't come to me with your stupid fucking problems when you know I can't do a goddamn thing to fix them. All you're doing is stressing me out. I live alone, so, just let me continue on that way, until I can move out of this hellhole and find somewhere smaller where I can live alone there!!
Current Location: chair
Current Mood: infuriated
Current Music: Flogging Molly - Selfish Man
February 26th, 2008
|06:41 pm - Dearest Psychobitch|
Though I do adore the attention of having my every move watched like a hawk in the event that I mis-step and say something out of line. I however would greatly appreciate you staying out of my livejournal, and my personal business that doesn't involve you or anyone pertaining to you. By all means, continue to sit and contemplate every blog I write and picture I post on myspace, but I'd be ever so ecstatic if you'd stay the FUCK away from my journal.
With warmest regards,