I did promise a post, and here it is, at the last second.
I spent the day with Ryan. We went around town, shopping, planning dinner. Then we came home and made cake and lasagna together, then ate it together, and have been watching Fantasia together until a few minutes ago.
I know of no better way to end the week, let alone the year.
2010 was good to me. I'll try to be good to 2011.
Happy New Year to all, and to all, all my love.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Freedom!
Today was a very short day, only 5 1/2 hours, and yet it felt like it lasted FOREVER. Fortunately, Ryan and I were still able to go out after I got home. His father sent me a gift card to Eddie Bauer for Christmas, and I got myself a wonderful sweater and very nice pair of corduroy pants, both of which I am extremely happy with. As a matter of fact, I'm wearing the sweater as I type. It's red, wool, and extremely warm!
I have tomorrow and the next day off, which I am ridiculously pleased about. Asking Boss Lady to give me two days off in a row was one of the best thing I've ever done, it's going to feel like a freaking vacation! Also, since I got out at 6 tonight and don't go in until 5:30 Sunday night, it's almost like three days off in a row, all with Ryan. Squee!
I am extremely tired and ready to curl into bed with a good read, so it's going to be a short entry tonight. I will certainly post one last time in 2010, though, I promise :)
I have tomorrow and the next day off, which I am ridiculously pleased about. Asking Boss Lady to give me two days off in a row was one of the best thing I've ever done, it's going to feel like a freaking vacation! Also, since I got out at 6 tonight and don't go in until 5:30 Sunday night, it's almost like three days off in a row, all with Ryan. Squee!
I am extremely tired and ready to curl into bed with a good read, so it's going to be a short entry tonight. I will certainly post one last time in 2010, though, I promise :)
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
This Should Get...Interesting.
Today's plans:
[o] finish breakfast
[o] do the dishes from last night's baking & supper making
[o] maybe watch this video again because it is just so. good.
[o] read more of Thud! so I can move on to the next reading project
[o] if I do finish (unlikely for this morning), the next reading project is Found, which is bound up with a red pen in the coil waiting to be edited
[o] go to work at 1 and wait for the coming train wreck
See, today is the first time that Shift A will have an overlap with Shift B. Shift A has returned after being transferred out, and Shift B arrived after that happened, so they have never worked together before, or even met. Their styles, personalities, senses of humor, and views of work responsibilities are complete opposites, and I already know that the phrase "getting along like a house on fire*" may just be literal in this case. I am both terrified and excited in a slightly morbid way, and at least one co-worker who knows both of them (and, incidentally, had to work as a shift with A before and is also completely different from them) has asked me to text them with updates.
After I get out of work, I get to do laundry and hang out with the roommates and the boyfriend and three other friends, one of which I haven't actually met in person! Should be fun :)
*Why is this phrase supposed to mean "get along well?" I mean, yes, a fire gets along through a house pretty well, but nobody is ever happy about it, are they?
[o] finish breakfast
[o] do the dishes from last night's baking & supper making
[o] maybe watch this video again because it is just so. good.
[o] read more of Thud! so I can move on to the next reading project
[o] if I do finish (unlikely for this morning), the next reading project is Found, which is bound up with a red pen in the coil waiting to be edited
[o] go to work at 1 and wait for the coming train wreck
See, today is the first time that Shift A will have an overlap with Shift B. Shift A has returned after being transferred out, and Shift B arrived after that happened, so they have never worked together before, or even met. Their styles, personalities, senses of humor, and views of work responsibilities are complete opposites, and I already know that the phrase "getting along like a house on fire*" may just be literal in this case. I am both terrified and excited in a slightly morbid way, and at least one co-worker who knows both of them (and, incidentally, had to work as a shift with A before and is also completely different from them) has asked me to text them with updates.
After I get out of work, I get to do laundry and hang out with the roommates and the boyfriend and three other friends, one of which I haven't actually met in person! Should be fun :)
*Why is this phrase supposed to mean "get along well?" I mean, yes, a fire gets along through a house pretty well, but nobody is ever happy about it, are they?
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
The Assassin Arrives!
Today was longer and busier than I was prepared for, so this will be on the short side, BUT here is a rundown:
[o] got to the Main St Starbucks to get my tips ($18 for 6 hours; not bad, but not the Legendary Holiday Tips I'd heard about)
[o] got to the bank and deposited checks and cash and got laundry quarters
[o] went to the store to get necessities
[o] editing a good number of photos
[o] posted a few photos
[o] went in to work 45 minutes early to help with the unexpected busy-ness combined with the order FINALLY arriving today
But...the best part of the day...
The mixer arrived! :D
Ryan got it in Blue Willow, which is lighter than it looked online, but is nontheless bee-yoo-tiful. Ryan got home, unpacked it, went to the store, read through a good chunk of Alton Brown's baking book, then made a pound cake, which came out of the oven when I got home. It is delicious.
Ryan is extremely pleased with the mixer. I am extremely pleased that my boyfriend now wants to bake up a storm.
I am going to eat dinner now, and take a shower, and go to bed, and sleeeeeep....until 8:30, when Ryan gets up and I get up as well so I can do laundry before work. Yay.
[o] got to the Main St Starbucks to get my tips ($18 for 6 hours; not bad, but not the Legendary Holiday Tips I'd heard about)
[o] got to the bank and deposited checks and cash and got laundry quarters
[o] went to the store to get necessities
[o] editing a good number of photos
[o] posted a few photos
[o] went in to work 45 minutes early to help with the unexpected busy-ness combined with the order FINALLY arriving today
But...the best part of the day...
The mixer arrived! :D
Ryan got it in Blue Willow, which is lighter than it looked online, but is nontheless bee-yoo-tiful. Ryan got home, unpacked it, went to the store, read through a good chunk of Alton Brown's baking book, then made a pound cake, which came out of the oven when I got home. It is delicious.
Ryan is extremely pleased with the mixer. I am extremely pleased that my boyfriend now wants to bake up a storm.
I am going to eat dinner now, and take a shower, and go to bed, and sleeeeeep....until 8:30, when Ryan gets up and I get up as well so I can do laundry before work. Yay.
Monday, December 27, 2010
Really? REALLY?!
Today was dumb.
It's Christmas vacation. Shopping is over. The first available day to redeem gift cards or return gifts has passed. Why were we swamped?!
And everyone was just dumb and rude for no reason and petty! AUGH.
One customer--a regular who doesn't seem to like anybody--came through in the middle of a particularly bad rush. She was rung up wrong by accident, then I hit the wrong button when showing the register person how to refund. The regular and her boyfriend screamed at me in outrage. I apologized and refunded them correctly, then returned to the fray.
...they then called another barista, one who has no power over us whatsoever, on her personal phone, to bitch about us. Not to try and get us in trouble, not to actually resolve anything or make sure a higher-up knows we done wrong, but just to complain about an honest mistake that was completely fixed.
...what.
I don't currently have a photo link to share because I don't have a photo yet. I took some this morning of the awesome clock Mom gave me for Christmas, but I'm not even sure how they turned out yet, let alone if I want to put one online. We'll see.
Tomorrow I close. The next day is six hours, followed by a 5 1/2 hour day, followed by both New Years days off. Also, our mixer should be arriving in the mail tomorrow. Glee!
Now, to SLEEP!
It's Christmas vacation. Shopping is over. The first available day to redeem gift cards or return gifts has passed. Why were we swamped?!
And everyone was just dumb and rude for no reason and petty! AUGH.
One customer--a regular who doesn't seem to like anybody--came through in the middle of a particularly bad rush. She was rung up wrong by accident, then I hit the wrong button when showing the register person how to refund. The regular and her boyfriend screamed at me in outrage. I apologized and refunded them correctly, then returned to the fray.
...they then called another barista, one who has no power over us whatsoever, on her personal phone, to bitch about us. Not to try and get us in trouble, not to actually resolve anything or make sure a higher-up knows we done wrong, but just to complain about an honest mistake that was completely fixed.
...what.
I don't currently have a photo link to share because I don't have a photo yet. I took some this morning of the awesome clock Mom gave me for Christmas, but I'm not even sure how they turned out yet, let alone if I want to put one online. We'll see.
Tomorrow I close. The next day is six hours, followed by a 5 1/2 hour day, followed by both New Years days off. Also, our mixer should be arriving in the mail tomorrow. Glee!
Now, to SLEEP!
The Important Minute Details In Life.
I would love to show the picture I took today, but Tumblr is in the middle of a tizzy and won't upload or post anything, so...grr.
My day was both lazy and very accomplished. I cleaned up the bedroom and the living room of Christmas scraps, put the presents in their new homes, did every dirty dish in the house, washed all the new clothes, and took out the garbage. I also made a new Excel money document for 2011, all nice and neat and ready to go.
Ryan and I went grocery shopping when we got home. We left with a small list: dish soap, giant binder clips (for my novel), travel packs of tissues, granola bars, and a 12-pack of Brisk. We first went to Target so we could also return some small items, then made the mistake of going to the movie section, where we not only found Beauty & The Beast but the Fantasia pair of movies...all on Blue Ray, all on sale. Ker-snag. After striking out in the office supplies, we made the second mistake of going to the cooking section, and walked away from there with a knife block, electronic food scale, and silicone spatula. Got the dish soap and tissues and other small items, checked out...
...and went straight to Meijer with the remaining three items on the list: giant binder clips, flour sifter (they didn't have any at Target?!), and Brisk. We left with Brisk.
We have spent most of the day and night debating on colors for a KitchenAid Stand Mixer, which we've decided will be the bulk of our Christmas-money present to ourselves. Ryan has been wanting one for months now, more and more as he gets deeper into his cooking hobby, and he keeps running into the problem of No Stand Mixer when looking at recipes to play with. At the moment we're torn between a lovely orange (Persimmon!) and a beautiful blue (Blue Willow! Ryan says it sounds like a ninja assassin!), with stray thoughts toward a very retro green apple and a gorgeous purple (Boysenberry!). Even the roommates are torn on it.
We finally came to desperate measures.
Sameh: Horace, do you like the blue?
Horace, in Ryan's arms: [silence]
Sameh: Horace, do you like the orange?
Horace: Meow!
Ruth: Oh-ho-ho! We have our answer!
BJ: Horace, do you care at all?
Horace: ...[wriggles his way out of Ryan's arms]
Sooo yeah. That's where we are now.
Tomorrow is back to work until New Year's Eve, then I have that day AND New Year's Day off, which will be very nice. :)
And, since Tumblr has decided to be nice while I wrote this up, here is my picture of the day Christmas cookie!
Good night :)
My day was both lazy and very accomplished. I cleaned up the bedroom and the living room of Christmas scraps, put the presents in their new homes, did every dirty dish in the house, washed all the new clothes, and took out the garbage. I also made a new Excel money document for 2011, all nice and neat and ready to go.
Ryan and I went grocery shopping when we got home. We left with a small list: dish soap, giant binder clips (for my novel), travel packs of tissues, granola bars, and a 12-pack of Brisk. We first went to Target so we could also return some small items, then made the mistake of going to the movie section, where we not only found Beauty & The Beast but the Fantasia pair of movies...all on Blue Ray, all on sale. Ker-snag. After striking out in the office supplies, we made the second mistake of going to the cooking section, and walked away from there with a knife block, electronic food scale, and silicone spatula. Got the dish soap and tissues and other small items, checked out...
...and went straight to Meijer with the remaining three items on the list: giant binder clips, flour sifter (they didn't have any at Target?!), and Brisk. We left with Brisk.
We have spent most of the day and night debating on colors for a KitchenAid Stand Mixer, which we've decided will be the bulk of our Christmas-money present to ourselves. Ryan has been wanting one for months now, more and more as he gets deeper into his cooking hobby, and he keeps running into the problem of No Stand Mixer when looking at recipes to play with. At the moment we're torn between a lovely orange (Persimmon!) and a beautiful blue (Blue Willow! Ryan says it sounds like a ninja assassin!), with stray thoughts toward a very retro green apple and a gorgeous purple (Boysenberry!). Even the roommates are torn on it.
We finally came to desperate measures.
Sameh: Horace, do you like the blue?
Horace, in Ryan's arms: [silence]
Sameh: Horace, do you like the orange?
Horace: Meow!
Ruth: Oh-ho-ho! We have our answer!
BJ: Horace, do you care at all?
Horace: ...[wriggles his way out of Ryan's arms]
Sooo yeah. That's where we are now.
Tomorrow is back to work until New Year's Eve, then I have that day AND New Year's Day off, which will be very nice. :)
And, since Tumblr has decided to be nice while I wrote this up, here is my picture of the day Christmas cookie!
Good night :)
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Normal Day (Almost).
Merry Christmas! :D
Now that that's out of the way...today was a normal day (almost). I got up and went to work (at a different location), I made a lot of drinks and served a lot of people and chatted with my co-workers (all but one of which I have never worked with before), and then I went home and spent time and had dinner with my boyfriend (after we opened wonderful presents from our wonderful families, and each other).
Yup. Normal. :D
Pictures were taken of all the presents, and they will be posted, but not tonight. I have been exhausted just about the entire time I've been home, and Ryan has spent most of the evening with a horrible migraine, which has thankfully finally retreated. I'll post the pictures as soon as they're uploaded, and I'll talk more of Christmas tomorrow. Tonight, I will leave you with my Photo Of The Day.
I spent a lot of time thinking today, and at one point in the evening I turned to Ryan and said, mostly randomly, "I think I want to be a writer."
"Cool," he said. "I was thinking the same thing."
"I'm going to go print out my novel for editing right now."
"Go!"
*fistbump*
Half an hour later: ta da!
(Yes, half an hour. Printer had to wake up after not being awake for two months, had to replace the black ink, and had to refill the paper several times seeing as it is 102 pages.)
That's what I'm starting on tomorrow. Woohoo!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good sleep!
Now that that's out of the way...today was a normal day (almost). I got up and went to work (at a different location), I made a lot of drinks and served a lot of people and chatted with my co-workers (all but one of which I have never worked with before), and then I went home and spent time and had dinner with my boyfriend (after we opened wonderful presents from our wonderful families, and each other).
Yup. Normal. :D
Pictures were taken of all the presents, and they will be posted, but not tonight. I have been exhausted just about the entire time I've been home, and Ryan has spent most of the evening with a horrible migraine, which has thankfully finally retreated. I'll post the pictures as soon as they're uploaded, and I'll talk more of Christmas tomorrow. Tonight, I will leave you with my Photo Of The Day.
I spent a lot of time thinking today, and at one point in the evening I turned to Ryan and said, mostly randomly, "I think I want to be a writer."
"Cool," he said. "I was thinking the same thing."
"I'm going to go print out my novel for editing right now."
"Go!"
*fistbump*
Half an hour later: ta da!
(Yes, half an hour. Printer had to wake up after not being awake for two months, had to replace the black ink, and had to refill the paper several times seeing as it is 102 pages.)
That's what I'm starting on tomorrow. Woohoo!
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good sleep!
Friday, December 24, 2010
Ergh. Again.
To start off, here is today's picture.
I haven't been pleased with the past two pictures, including today's. My problem is really lighting. The first picture I posted, I happened to have good lighting, and I tweaked it just the tiniest bit in Photoshop. The second picture, lighting honestly didn't matter. Third one, I had to put a filter on it to counteract the massive yellow from the lamp in the corner. Today's picture was the same, plus the feathered background that was half practical, half artsy, and mostly whim, and I was so tired when I did it (five minutes ago) that I didn't have a dainty hand and the feathering went over the tree AND the presents. Yesterday's was a little blurry (which I didn't notice until I'd posted it online), and today's is...I don't know. I have the urge to edit the caption to be an apology to the viewer.
I know I am most definitely in the Amateur category of photography, but I'm still trying to show work that doesn't look like someone just wanted to get a picture to show that we had a tree this year. I'm not just trying to show that x happened in y place on z occasion. I'm trying to...to...to make ART, for gods' sake! Not a photo album!
I think I'm just frustrated because, while I do love Indiana and will not say that there is no nature here or that it's an ugly place, I am just completely uninspired here. Or, rather, I'm inspired by things that I can only capture in the worst freaking lighting possible, and I as of yet do not possess the knowledge on how to fix it or work with it, with the camera or Photoshop.
Ergh.
In other Ergh news, I'm wishing I hadn't volunteered to work tomorrow. I also wish I hadn't ended up working at 8:30 in the morning. At least it's only a six hour shift (paying like 9 hours, thank you time and a half), and I'll be home by 3 to spend some time with Ryan and have the rest of the day with him. Also, I have Sunday off, so that's a yay.
I shall be posting tomorrow evening, but nevertheless I'll say it now: Merry Christmas. :)
I haven't been pleased with the past two pictures, including today's. My problem is really lighting. The first picture I posted, I happened to have good lighting, and I tweaked it just the tiniest bit in Photoshop. The second picture, lighting honestly didn't matter. Third one, I had to put a filter on it to counteract the massive yellow from the lamp in the corner. Today's picture was the same, plus the feathered background that was half practical, half artsy, and mostly whim, and I was so tired when I did it (five minutes ago) that I didn't have a dainty hand and the feathering went over the tree AND the presents. Yesterday's was a little blurry (which I didn't notice until I'd posted it online), and today's is...I don't know. I have the urge to edit the caption to be an apology to the viewer.
I know I am most definitely in the Amateur category of photography, but I'm still trying to show work that doesn't look like someone just wanted to get a picture to show that we had a tree this year. I'm not just trying to show that x happened in y place on z occasion. I'm trying to...to...to make ART, for gods' sake! Not a photo album!
I think I'm just frustrated because, while I do love Indiana and will not say that there is no nature here or that it's an ugly place, I am just completely uninspired here. Or, rather, I'm inspired by things that I can only capture in the worst freaking lighting possible, and I as of yet do not possess the knowledge on how to fix it or work with it, with the camera or Photoshop.
Ergh.
In other Ergh news, I'm wishing I hadn't volunteered to work tomorrow. I also wish I hadn't ended up working at 8:30 in the morning. At least it's only a six hour shift (paying like 9 hours, thank you time and a half), and I'll be home by 3 to spend some time with Ryan and have the rest of the day with him. Also, I have Sunday off, so that's a yay.
I shall be posting tomorrow evening, but nevertheless I'll say it now: Merry Christmas. :)
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Another Day Off, Another Chore Done...
Today's List:
[o] laundry (already halfway done!)
[o] cleaning of room (also halfway done)
[o] wrap Ryan's present
[o] organize rest of presents with boxes they'll be sent in*
[o] run to store to get replacement bulb for desk lamp (and other stuff we missed on the grocery run last night)
[o] edit last "photo shoot"
[o] shower
[o] talk to parents!
[o] clean up desk
[o] balance money stuff
[o] run to bank?
[o] editing? writing? something along those lines
[o] take a picture for today, of course
*We have been completely awful about sending out the packages on time, and, well, no one is getting their presents in time. Or their Holiday cards. I feel like a jerk for it--we both do--but there it is. They'll be out next week, though! Aheheh...
[o] laundry (already halfway done!)
[o] cleaning of room (also halfway done)
[o] wrap Ryan's present
[o] organize rest of presents with boxes they'll be sent in*
[o] run to store to get replacement bulb for desk lamp (and other stuff we missed on the grocery run last night)
[o] edit last "photo shoot"
[o] shower
[o] talk to parents!
[o] clean up desk
[o] balance money stuff
[o] run to bank?
[o] editing? writing? something along those lines
[o] take a picture for today, of course
*We have been completely awful about sending out the packages on time, and, well, no one is getting their presents in time. Or their Holiday cards. I feel like a jerk for it--we both do--but there it is. They'll be out next week, though! Aheheh...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Buh?
Dude, I am so freaking tired, I can't even tell you. I got close to enough sleep, I only had a six hour shift, I've barely been up 12 hours, it's not even 11...I should not be as tired as I am.
Of course, the fact that a good part of the shift was a mildly stupid rush, the grocery shopping trip at Target on the second-to-last full shopping day before Christmas, and the carb-heavy dinner may have something to do with all of that.
That said...I tried to get a picture for today. I really did.
I blame Horace.
I'm actually pretty fond of the picture, actually. Wish I could say I set it up to look that way, or made it look kinda cool in Photoshop...but no. I just tried to get a nice, cozy picture of the cat while he was napping on the bed, and he decided to yawn instead. The bugger.
Tomorrow is a DAY OFF!!!!! XD I keep forgetting this fact, and then re-remembering it, and feeling all giddy that I can sleep in and wrap Ryan's present and spend hours trying to edit the pictures I took last night and getting a GOOD picture for the blog tomorrow and WHEE!
But first....SLEEP.
*thunk*
...
zzzz...
Of course, the fact that a good part of the shift was a mildly stupid rush, the grocery shopping trip at Target on the second-to-last full shopping day before Christmas, and the carb-heavy dinner may have something to do with all of that.
That said...I tried to get a picture for today. I really did.
I blame Horace.
I'm actually pretty fond of the picture, actually. Wish I could say I set it up to look that way, or made it look kinda cool in Photoshop...but no. I just tried to get a nice, cozy picture of the cat while he was napping on the bed, and he decided to yawn instead. The bugger.
Tomorrow is a DAY OFF!!!!! XD I keep forgetting this fact, and then re-remembering it, and feeling all giddy that I can sleep in and wrap Ryan's present and spend hours trying to edit the pictures I took last night and getting a GOOD picture for the blog tomorrow and WHEE!
But first....SLEEP.
*thunk*
...
zzzz...
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Changing Hours?, First Photopost, Stuff.
I won't be getting home until around midnight tonight, and with probably nothing really new to talk about, so I figured I'd post now.
....not that I really have anything to post about now.
I did talk to Boss Lady about schedule switching, and she made noises that made it seem pretty doable. Well, actually, her first reaction to my missing mids was "ARE YOU INSANE?!" However, upon hearing both my personal reasoning and the part where I'm volunteering for the shift every single other person hates, she seemed happy. Also, I pointed out that, since she's only allowed to be morning/mid, we might actually work together on occasion. That also made her happy. We get along very well, Boss Lady and I. :)
Tonight, I close. Whee. I'm bringing my iPad with the hope of being able to watching stuff on Netflix between rare customers.
What else is new, what else is new...oh yeah, I started that photoblog I was talking about. :D Here's the "official" first picture. I shared this on Facebook and got a few positive responses, and my stepmother even shared it with her friends, which made me go all doofy and blush and stuff.
Although I posted this on what felt like yesterday, it was past midnight and therefore technically today, the 21st. I know that the official Solstice day can vary from the 19th to the 21st, but I only really count it on the 21st. Yes, I'm biased, what with my birthday being May 21st, but oh well.
That's it for now. Hoping to be able to call and chat with people tomorrow night (I only work until 8:30 unless I get cut) or Thursday sometime (day off!).
Have a good one! :D
....not that I really have anything to post about now.
I did talk to Boss Lady about schedule switching, and she made noises that made it seem pretty doable. Well, actually, her first reaction to my missing mids was "ARE YOU INSANE?!" However, upon hearing both my personal reasoning and the part where I'm volunteering for the shift every single other person hates, she seemed happy. Also, I pointed out that, since she's only allowed to be morning/mid, we might actually work together on occasion. That also made her happy. We get along very well, Boss Lady and I. :)
Tonight, I close. Whee. I'm bringing my iPad with the hope of being able to watching stuff on Netflix between rare customers.
What else is new, what else is new...oh yeah, I started that photoblog I was talking about. :D Here's the "official" first picture. I shared this on Facebook and got a few positive responses, and my stepmother even shared it with her friends, which made me go all doofy and blush and stuff.
Although I posted this on what felt like yesterday, it was past midnight and therefore technically today, the 21st. I know that the official Solstice day can vary from the 19th to the 21st, but I only really count it on the 21st. Yes, I'm biased, what with my birthday being May 21st, but oh well.
That's it for now. Hoping to be able to call and chat with people tomorrow night (I only work until 8:30 unless I get cut) or Thursday sometime (day off!).
Have a good one! :D
Monday, December 20, 2010
I Guess It's A Neutral Day, Then?
This day has been all over the place. Starting out pretty rotten, as I got myself into a walloping guilt trip right before going to sleep last night that continued to hang over my when I woke up, Ryan and I were both just off and out of it, and we both left for work with Money Worry Clouds over our heads.
Work helped a lot. My co-workers are awesome. Tonight was Secret Santa, and I was correct that my pick--L, by the way--would like her present. She was very please :D H picked me, and she gave me a beautiful necklace and earring set AND a shower set that included a wire rack, pumice stone, and cherry blossom-scented gels and such. So pretty! So yummy smelling! K said "Oh good, now you can be a girl!" XD
I'm even starting to build a better relationship with the co-worker that always drives me insane. I actually blew up at him a little bit both yesterday and tonight, yesterday about his behavior towards me, tonight about discrimination and such. Oddly enough, both of these things have us in a better place. I don't hate him. I don't even dislike him. I still think he has a lot to learn and needs to be taken down a peg or two, but he's really a good kid.
Then got home tonight and had mixed mail. Cards from loved ones: yay! Credit card offers: Meh. More mail from the hospital that defies something else they said: RAGE.
Aaand that's where I am. Had a festive night at work, want to punch the hospital in the face, am very hungry and tired.
Whee?
Work helped a lot. My co-workers are awesome. Tonight was Secret Santa, and I was correct that my pick--L, by the way--would like her present. She was very please :D H picked me, and she gave me a beautiful necklace and earring set AND a shower set that included a wire rack, pumice stone, and cherry blossom-scented gels and such. So pretty! So yummy smelling! K said "Oh good, now you can be a girl!" XD
I'm even starting to build a better relationship with the co-worker that always drives me insane. I actually blew up at him a little bit both yesterday and tonight, yesterday about his behavior towards me, tonight about discrimination and such. Oddly enough, both of these things have us in a better place. I don't hate him. I don't even dislike him. I still think he has a lot to learn and needs to be taken down a peg or two, but he's really a good kid.
Then got home tonight and had mixed mail. Cards from loved ones: yay! Credit card offers: Meh. More mail from the hospital that defies something else they said: RAGE.
Aaand that's where I am. Had a festive night at work, want to punch the hospital in the face, am very hungry and tired.
Whee?
Sunday, December 19, 2010
...Yeah.
Kinda the same as yesterday: Slept, got up, played WoW, worked, here I am.
Tomorrow is the Secret Santa meeting at work, and I can't wait to see how my pick likes her gift! I feel pretty confident about it :) About my wrapping job, less so. I am not good at wrapping. Pity her.
...yeah.
Tomorrow is the Secret Santa meeting at work, and I can't wait to see how my pick likes her gift! I feel pretty confident about it :) About my wrapping job, less so. I am not good at wrapping. Pity her.
...yeah.
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Yeah I Know I Said But Then I And Then This
I slept, I woke up, I poked around the internet, I went to work, I was there for about a bajillion years, I came home, I am now eating dinner.
....whee.
I'm thinking of talking to Boss Lady about my schedule. First, I might ask for Thursdays and Fridays off instead of Tuesdays and Fridays, as I'm starting to notice that I end my days off with "but it feels like it just started and now I have to go back and bawww." I've been told that having two days off in a row sucks because then you work five days in a row, and that can get pretty tiring. But I'm not sure it'd be so bad, while the soul-killing feeling of time so easily gone is pretty, well, soul-killing.
Next, despite putting my preferred hours as pretty much "the end of the day," I'm rethinking this and pondering asking for mids. Usually starting between 10 or 11 and going until 6 or 7, they're hated because you have to get up sorta-kinda-early, spend the meat of the day at work, then go home just in time for it to be dark and the day to feel over. Not to mention that, while mornings can be busyish, evenings can draaaag, especially if you've been there since 10 or 11.
However, again, I had a few weeks of these in November, and they weren't nearly as bad as I had anticipated. The worst part about them was that they were in November, so I couldn't get up too early and have extra time in the mornings, and I was pretty much cooked by the time I got out and had the evening, and I could feel my writing time just slipping away. Beyond that, it wasn't too bad. Plus, after discussing it with him briefly, I've found that Ryan prefers me working mids, so we can have the evening together, and, as he put it, "it makes dinner easier."
I'm hoping that, despite my pretty recent stated preferences for almost the opposite of what I'm asking for now, the fact that I'm asking for things that no one else really wants (and, in the case of going Thursday-Friday instead of Friday-Saturday, not asking for the thing everyone wants), that I'll be appealing to Boss Lady's logic (she has it! it's great!) and get past the whole I-know-I-just-said-but thorn.
...that was a bad sentence. I blame it on the tired.
Tomorrow is closing. A six-hour shift, so no lunch. With the more irritating of my co-workers. JOY.
Then it's Christmas week, la-de-da, we'll see how it goes...
....whee.
I'm thinking of talking to Boss Lady about my schedule. First, I might ask for Thursdays and Fridays off instead of Tuesdays and Fridays, as I'm starting to notice that I end my days off with "but it feels like it just started and now I have to go back and bawww." I've been told that having two days off in a row sucks because then you work five days in a row, and that can get pretty tiring. But I'm not sure it'd be so bad, while the soul-killing feeling of time so easily gone is pretty, well, soul-killing.
Next, despite putting my preferred hours as pretty much "the end of the day," I'm rethinking this and pondering asking for mids. Usually starting between 10 or 11 and going until 6 or 7, they're hated because you have to get up sorta-kinda-early, spend the meat of the day at work, then go home just in time for it to be dark and the day to feel over. Not to mention that, while mornings can be busyish, evenings can draaaag, especially if you've been there since 10 or 11.
However, again, I had a few weeks of these in November, and they weren't nearly as bad as I had anticipated. The worst part about them was that they were in November, so I couldn't get up too early and have extra time in the mornings, and I was pretty much cooked by the time I got out and had the evening, and I could feel my writing time just slipping away. Beyond that, it wasn't too bad. Plus, after discussing it with him briefly, I've found that Ryan prefers me working mids, so we can have the evening together, and, as he put it, "it makes dinner easier."
I'm hoping that, despite my pretty recent stated preferences for almost the opposite of what I'm asking for now, the fact that I'm asking for things that no one else really wants (and, in the case of going Thursday-Friday instead of Friday-Saturday, not asking for the thing everyone wants), that I'll be appealing to Boss Lady's logic (she has it! it's great!) and get past the whole I-know-I-just-said-but thorn.
...that was a bad sentence. I blame it on the tired.
Tomorrow is closing. A six-hour shift, so no lunch. With the more irritating of my co-workers. JOY.
Then it's Christmas week, la-de-da, we'll see how it goes...
Friday, December 17, 2010
Why Did I Do It? WHY?!
Here's the list again:
[x] put check in the mail
[x] pick up packages from post office (hopefully avoid surly lady who was rude to me last time >.<)
[o] buy printer paper and ink
[o] print off at least one copy of Found and see if I'm up for editing it
[/] balance all the money records, which includes moving the messy pile of receipts and things from the right side of my desk to the folders they belong in
[o] discuss the last few presents with Ryan once he arrives home
[o] call Dad while rest of house is raiding, because it has been TOO DAMNED LONG since we had a successful phone call
[o] attempt to wrap some of the presents we already have...may need Ryan's help for this >.<
The first one was easy, of course--open mail box, place envelope inside, move "Outgoing" post-it from inside to outside of box, close and lock it. The second was...harder. The third didn't happen for much the same reason the second was difficult.
I'm a dumb today. I thought I could just run out to the Post Office and Best Buy on the first day of the last weekend before Christmas.
The Post Office. And Best Buy.
WHERE WAS MY BRAIN.
I hit the PO right around noon-thirty, and left without even parking...because there was nowhere to park. The tiny station nearest my house, where our packages live if we miss them being delivered, has maybe fifteen spots. And every single one was taken, with a line of cars waiting for the next available one. I missed my chance for one, circled around to maybe get back in line, and realized there was no way anyone was going to let me in.
So I left to go to Best Buy. I figured it might not be so bad, I wasn't shopping for fancy items like phones or iPods or games or even movies, I just wanted some paper and ink.
The place was packed, and the line...just thinking about it now makes me shudder. I walked in, looked at the line, turned and walked out. Just...it wasn't going to happen.
By this time it was past one, so I tried the Post Office again and was elated to see that it was back to normal...well, more or less, it is still the holiday season. But there was a spot--more than one, even!--and the line wasn't out the door, so I'm glad for that. I'm also glad that, although Madame Postal Worker was indeed working, I was lucky enough to not have to go to her line to pick up my packages. I can't promise that I would have been able to not remind her of our last interaction and point out that I in no way deserved the attitude she gave me and rant rant rant okay I'm done.
Two packages! From mothers! Woo!
I opened the one from mine since I knew Mom had also stuck in a book I had asked her to send along. Three prettily wrapped presents now sit on a side table, waiting patiently. I can't wait! Eee!
Anyway...because the paper and printer ink were not procured today, I won't be printing or pondering my...novel. If the traffic remains as bad as it was today (I didn't even mention the driving, did I? That's because the entire entry would be nothing but cuss words and all-caps and there might be a broken keyboard at the end of it), the whole thing may have to wait until after the holidays. And, if that's the case, I may just have to start on the next story, because it is ITCHING to get out of my fingers at this point.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I still have to put my papers in order, and then I may spend the rest of the afternoon until Ryan gets home either starting on the new story or playing WoW or reading or...oh, I'll find something.
[x] put check in the mail
[x] pick up packages from post office (hopefully avoid surly lady who was rude to me last time >.<)
[o] buy printer paper and ink
[o] print off at least one copy of Found and see if I'm up for editing it
[/] balance all the money records, which includes moving the messy pile of receipts and things from the right side of my desk to the folders they belong in
[o] discuss the last few presents with Ryan once he arrives home
[o] call Dad while rest of house is raiding, because it has been TOO DAMNED LONG since we had a successful phone call
[o] attempt to wrap some of the presents we already have...may need Ryan's help for this >.<
The first one was easy, of course--open mail box, place envelope inside, move "Outgoing" post-it from inside to outside of box, close and lock it. The second was...harder. The third didn't happen for much the same reason the second was difficult.
I'm a dumb today. I thought I could just run out to the Post Office and Best Buy on the first day of the last weekend before Christmas.
The Post Office. And Best Buy.
WHERE WAS MY BRAIN.
I hit the PO right around noon-thirty, and left without even parking...because there was nowhere to park. The tiny station nearest my house, where our packages live if we miss them being delivered, has maybe fifteen spots. And every single one was taken, with a line of cars waiting for the next available one. I missed my chance for one, circled around to maybe get back in line, and realized there was no way anyone was going to let me in.
So I left to go to Best Buy. I figured it might not be so bad, I wasn't shopping for fancy items like phones or iPods or games or even movies, I just wanted some paper and ink.
The place was packed, and the line...just thinking about it now makes me shudder. I walked in, looked at the line, turned and walked out. Just...it wasn't going to happen.
By this time it was past one, so I tried the Post Office again and was elated to see that it was back to normal...well, more or less, it is still the holiday season. But there was a spot--more than one, even!--and the line wasn't out the door, so I'm glad for that. I'm also glad that, although Madame Postal Worker was indeed working, I was lucky enough to not have to go to her line to pick up my packages. I can't promise that I would have been able to not remind her of our last interaction and point out that I in no way deserved the attitude she gave me and rant rant rant okay I'm done.
Two packages! From mothers! Woo!
I opened the one from mine since I knew Mom had also stuck in a book I had asked her to send along. Three prettily wrapped presents now sit on a side table, waiting patiently. I can't wait! Eee!
Anyway...because the paper and printer ink were not procured today, I won't be printing or pondering my...novel. If the traffic remains as bad as it was today (I didn't even mention the driving, did I? That's because the entire entry would be nothing but cuss words and all-caps and there might be a broken keyboard at the end of it), the whole thing may have to wait until after the holidays. And, if that's the case, I may just have to start on the next story, because it is ITCHING to get out of my fingers at this point.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I still have to put my papers in order, and then I may spend the rest of the afternoon until Ryan gets home either starting on the new story or playing WoW or reading or...oh, I'll find something.
Well, I'm Awake, That's A Start...
Days off have become catch-up days for me. I either catch up on relaxing, sleeping in and never getting dressed and spending the whole day playing WoW or dithering about online, or I make a nice list of errands and chores and do my best to check them all off by the end of the day.
Today is the latter. My list:
[o] put check in the mail
[o] pick up packages from post office (hopefully avoid surly lady who was rude to me last time >.<)
[o] buy printer paper and ink
[o] print off at least one copy of Found and see if I'm up for editing it
[o] balance all the money records, which includes moving the messy pile of receipts and things from the right side of my desk to the folders they belong in
[o] discuss the last few presents with Ryan once he arrives home
[o] call Dad while rest of house is raiding, because it has been TOO DAMNED LONG since we had a successful phone call
[o] attempt to wrap some of the presents we already have...may need Ryan's help for this >.<
Also included in the day will be coffee drinking, fruit and veggie eating, and room organizing. Chatting online with friends may also happen, depending on timing. Catsy and Chris and I ended up chatting online last night, and it was...pretty awesome. Made me miss Pub Night hardcore, but it was worth it to catch up and be silly with my friends :)
So far the winning photo blog suggestion is RuPic, although I'm still torn between a Tumblr just for it, or just a page add-on from RuLaReJo. 4 days until I begin! Can't wait!
Today is the latter. My list:
[o] put check in the mail
[o] pick up packages from post office (hopefully avoid surly lady who was rude to me last time >.<)
[o] buy printer paper and ink
[o] print off at least one copy of Found and see if I'm up for editing it
[o] balance all the money records, which includes moving the messy pile of receipts and things from the right side of my desk to the folders they belong in
[o] discuss the last few presents with Ryan once he arrives home
[o] call Dad while rest of house is raiding, because it has been TOO DAMNED LONG since we had a successful phone call
[o] attempt to wrap some of the presents we already have...may need Ryan's help for this >.<
Also included in the day will be coffee drinking, fruit and veggie eating, and room organizing. Chatting online with friends may also happen, depending on timing. Catsy and Chris and I ended up chatting online last night, and it was...pretty awesome. Made me miss Pub Night hardcore, but it was worth it to catch up and be silly with my friends :)
So far the winning photo blog suggestion is RuPic, although I'm still torn between a Tumblr just for it, or just a page add-on from RuLaReJo. 4 days until I begin! Can't wait!
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Uno Dos Tres: The Sequel.
Today was a DAY.
Crap sleep, not enough food, cranky co-worker spent half the shift giving me the silent treatment, other co-worker instigating minor bullshit because he thinks it's funny, dumb or rude customers, I had a whopping case of The Dumbs...and it was only a six hour shift!
AAAA.
*cough*
Anyway. Talked with Ryan about the story a little bit last night, and I'm very glad I did. He has this habit of asking the right questions, seeing the things I missed, stepping out of the story to point out problems. One suggestion he made was a perfect knock upside the head that put it all in perspective, and makes the story much easier to write now. Yay!
As for the photo project, I'm taking the advice of my stepmother Dorita and starting it on the Winter Solstice, December 21st. My friend Rene also pointed out that it's not the day that's special, it's the person, and that helped me put it in perspective a bit. :) That combined with the e-mail I got today from my mother reporting two people who miss me...I feel very loved! :D
The tumblr I post it on will either be a separate url (whateverthenamewillbe.tumblr.com) or a page off my main one (rularejo.tumblr.com/nameofphotothinghere). I'm currently taking suggestions for which it should be, plus names for it. Ryan offered RuClick, but...I don't know. I like it and don't at the same time. RuSnap doesn't work very well, RuPic maybe...
Tomorrow is the Blessed Day off, then what looks to be a particularly frustrating weekend of work. Le sigh.
Crap sleep, not enough food, cranky co-worker spent half the shift giving me the silent treatment, other co-worker instigating minor bullshit because he thinks it's funny, dumb or rude customers, I had a whopping case of The Dumbs...and it was only a six hour shift!
AAAA.
*cough*
Anyway. Talked with Ryan about the story a little bit last night, and I'm very glad I did. He has this habit of asking the right questions, seeing the things I missed, stepping out of the story to point out problems. One suggestion he made was a perfect knock upside the head that put it all in perspective, and makes the story much easier to write now. Yay!
As for the photo project, I'm taking the advice of my stepmother Dorita and starting it on the Winter Solstice, December 21st. My friend Rene also pointed out that it's not the day that's special, it's the person, and that helped me put it in perspective a bit. :) That combined with the e-mail I got today from my mother reporting two people who miss me...I feel very loved! :D
The tumblr I post it on will either be a separate url (whateverthenamewillbe.tumblr.com) or a page off my main one (rularejo.tumblr.com/nameofphotothinghere). I'm currently taking suggestions for which it should be, plus names for it. Ryan offered RuClick, but...I don't know. I like it and don't at the same time. RuSnap doesn't work very well, RuPic maybe...
Tomorrow is the Blessed Day off, then what looks to be a particularly frustrating weekend of work. Le sigh.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Uno, Dos, Tres...
I woke up this morning, and it WASN'T SNOWING. True story.
Topic The First: I'm thinking of starting a photo-a-day thing. I've seen them done before, but a friend here in Indiana talked about starting one recently, and it got the idea actively circulating in my head. I think it'd be a good way for me to keep up with the hobby I love, even as I struggle to find ways to be active with it. It would also be fun, and a new way for those of you playing along at home to see the bits and pieces of my life I don't show here on the blog (either because I forget about them or because they're not "blog worthy").
Here's my problem: I'm neurotic. I get hung up on days to start things. I have this hang-up where I feel I should start Important Things on Important Days. Not just any random day; that would disrespect the Important Thing I'm Starting. On the other hand, days I might choose--say, New Years Day, since that's coming right up--seem too easy, too cliche. So I get stuck in this loop of trying to find The Right Day when it's really Not That Friggin' Important.
Anyway. I'll figure it out soon enough, and I plan on adding a page to my tumblr account just for it. I may try and stick it in the entries over here, too, but we'll see.
Topic The Second: The novel is still untouched, despite being past my No Touchy due date. The problems are three-fold: it's 103 pages, we're low on paper, and we're low on ink. The latter two can be solved by a (painful) trip to the store, but the third makes me wince. My original idea was to print out three copies at the very least: one each for Ryan, BJ, and me. But that means 309 pages! All for the sake of editing! My inner hippie can't take it! Even if I spent the time doing both sides, that's still 155 pieces of paper. Ouch!
I'm tinkering with the idea of having one copy with three ink colors, or two copies with the boys sharing and picking red or blue or whatever, but I'm not fond of the idea. For one thing, it'd take forever for the three of us to get through one copy, or the two of them, especially with schedules. For another, I really want completely fresh perspectives, and seeing someone else's notes could be distracting, or start an argument in the columns, and basically isn't constructive.
Then there's the people who have offered to read it who aren't in handing-off distance, such as my friend Chris or my cousin Sarah. Do I print out more copies for them? Is it fair to send them a 103-page behemoth for them to spend paper and ink on? Oy!
This is the time the ever-talked-about Web 2.0 cloud would be handy, where I just stick it up online somewhere and everyone can pick at it in their own views--I'm sure this exists somewhere. But that requires the lovely editors to stare a computer screen forever, and seeing as one of them is having headaches from old glasses, and another is a nursing mother of two small children, and everyone also has these dang-blasted LIVES and all, it again seems like too much to ask.
Again I say: Oy!
Meanwhile, in a tiny Topic The Third, I'm sketching out the next story idea. It's the one that showed up in the middle of the night the second or third week of November, and I get more excited about it the more I think about it. It's also giving me a minor dilemma: do I let Ryan in the loop, getting all the psychological help I can get (and boy howdy will I need a lot of it), or do I keep him in the dark, so I can have his genuine response to the twist? I'll probably cave and tell him the whole thing, partly to get his help and partly because I HATE not talking to him about...well, anything. Shopping for him is kinda hell.
Speaking of which, I have just enough time to go and finally order his presents before I get ready for work. Have a good day, loyal readers! Any suggestions to any of the problems (day to start new hobbies, ways to share & edit, etc) would be MOST loved and appreciated!
Topic The First: I'm thinking of starting a photo-a-day thing. I've seen them done before, but a friend here in Indiana talked about starting one recently, and it got the idea actively circulating in my head. I think it'd be a good way for me to keep up with the hobby I love, even as I struggle to find ways to be active with it. It would also be fun, and a new way for those of you playing along at home to see the bits and pieces of my life I don't show here on the blog (either because I forget about them or because they're not "blog worthy").
Here's my problem: I'm neurotic. I get hung up on days to start things. I have this hang-up where I feel I should start Important Things on Important Days. Not just any random day; that would disrespect the Important Thing I'm Starting. On the other hand, days I might choose--say, New Years Day, since that's coming right up--seem too easy, too cliche. So I get stuck in this loop of trying to find The Right Day when it's really Not That Friggin' Important.
Anyway. I'll figure it out soon enough, and I plan on adding a page to my tumblr account just for it. I may try and stick it in the entries over here, too, but we'll see.
Topic The Second: The novel is still untouched, despite being past my No Touchy due date. The problems are three-fold: it's 103 pages, we're low on paper, and we're low on ink. The latter two can be solved by a (painful) trip to the store, but the third makes me wince. My original idea was to print out three copies at the very least: one each for Ryan, BJ, and me. But that means 309 pages! All for the sake of editing! My inner hippie can't take it! Even if I spent the time doing both sides, that's still 155 pieces of paper. Ouch!
I'm tinkering with the idea of having one copy with three ink colors, or two copies with the boys sharing and picking red or blue or whatever, but I'm not fond of the idea. For one thing, it'd take forever for the three of us to get through one copy, or the two of them, especially with schedules. For another, I really want completely fresh perspectives, and seeing someone else's notes could be distracting, or start an argument in the columns, and basically isn't constructive.
Then there's the people who have offered to read it who aren't in handing-off distance, such as my friend Chris or my cousin Sarah. Do I print out more copies for them? Is it fair to send them a 103-page behemoth for them to spend paper and ink on? Oy!
This is the time the ever-talked-about Web 2.0 cloud would be handy, where I just stick it up online somewhere and everyone can pick at it in their own views--I'm sure this exists somewhere. But that requires the lovely editors to stare a computer screen forever, and seeing as one of them is having headaches from old glasses, and another is a nursing mother of two small children, and everyone also has these dang-blasted LIVES and all, it again seems like too much to ask.
Again I say: Oy!
Meanwhile, in a tiny Topic The Third, I'm sketching out the next story idea. It's the one that showed up in the middle of the night the second or third week of November, and I get more excited about it the more I think about it. It's also giving me a minor dilemma: do I let Ryan in the loop, getting all the psychological help I can get (and boy howdy will I need a lot of it), or do I keep him in the dark, so I can have his genuine response to the twist? I'll probably cave and tell him the whole thing, partly to get his help and partly because I HATE not talking to him about...well, anything. Shopping for him is kinda hell.
Speaking of which, I have just enough time to go and finally order his presents before I get ready for work. Have a good day, loyal readers! Any suggestions to any of the problems (day to start new hobbies, ways to share & edit, etc) would be MOST loved and appreciated!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
*Pant Pant*
Yesterday (Monday):
[o] sleep in
[o] go out with Ryan with the plans of shopping for Christmas presents, with a quick stop at the eye place next to BJ's Starbucks to see about an appointment and prices
[o] find that the optometrist is available and ready, spend a couple hours there getting Ryan an eye exam and new glasses. Yay! He hasn't had either for THREE YEARS! Also got suggestions for eye drops to help his dry eyes, and turns out our insurance is AWESOME, and the whole thing came to under $200. Eye Site Optical is also the prettiest and coolest optical place I've ever been to and had the neatest, trendiest glasses ever! Highly recommend!
[o] stopped at BJ's Starbucks to get some drinks and a snack :D
[o] got Secret Santa present at mall (muahaha)
[o] did some quick shopping but didn't buy anything else
[o] got gas, got dinner, went home
[o] WoWed for a little bit, but moved to TV when Ryan's poor dilated eyes couldn't take the computer anymore. The TV, at least, doesn't need to be focused on to be enjoyed
[o] watched an awesome episode of Top Gear, went to bed without a single thought to my blogging audience. Sorry!
Today!
[o] Ryan got up at 8:30 and went off to work
[o] I slept until 11 and opened the curtains only to shriek "REALLY?!?!" at MORE SNOW coming out of the sky. Seriously?!
[o] did laundry
[o] laundry was stupid. Went back and forth between apartment and laundry room several times due to forgetting quarters, not having enough clothes to fill machine, forgetting keys, etc.
[o] took very quick shower
[o] ran to grocery store and was stupid there as well, going back and forth across the store to get things I'd forgotten
[o] came home, put groceries away, sorted through laundry and combined two half loads of Not Quite Dry laundry into one dryer
I am now waiting for that last load, which will really only be taken out and thrown onto the bed, as I will have to immediately leave for work afterwards. Between then and now, however, I wanted to get this entry up so no one thought I was dead (don't ask me why Sunday's entry appeared as a Saturday one, it shouldn't have, my apologies for any confusion), and now I'll be giving some new tiny tupperwares a quick wash and filling them with nuts and grapes before throwing them into my bag and throwing work clothes on.
I'm closing tonight, and, as I mentioned previously, it's snowing fairly heavily* outside, so I'm guessing it's going to be pretty slow. I'm hoping to be able to relax for the first time since I last worked!
*I will say this for Indiana snow: it's light and powdery, so it's not caving in roofs, turning car-cleaning into an immensely sweaty chore, or really doing anything but being pretty and making it cold and making everyone drive a bit slower, which isn't too bad a thing as it is, eh?
WHEE!
[o] sleep in
[o] go out with Ryan with the plans of shopping for Christmas presents, with a quick stop at the eye place next to BJ's Starbucks to see about an appointment and prices
[o] find that the optometrist is available and ready, spend a couple hours there getting Ryan an eye exam and new glasses. Yay! He hasn't had either for THREE YEARS! Also got suggestions for eye drops to help his dry eyes, and turns out our insurance is AWESOME, and the whole thing came to under $200. Eye Site Optical is also the prettiest and coolest optical place I've ever been to and had the neatest, trendiest glasses ever! Highly recommend!
[o] stopped at BJ's Starbucks to get some drinks and a snack :D
[o] got Secret Santa present at mall (muahaha)
[o] did some quick shopping but didn't buy anything else
[o] got gas, got dinner, went home
[o] WoWed for a little bit, but moved to TV when Ryan's poor dilated eyes couldn't take the computer anymore. The TV, at least, doesn't need to be focused on to be enjoyed
[o] watched an awesome episode of Top Gear, went to bed without a single thought to my blogging audience. Sorry!
Today!
[o] Ryan got up at 8:30 and went off to work
[o] I slept until 11 and opened the curtains only to shriek "REALLY?!?!" at MORE SNOW coming out of the sky. Seriously?!
[o] did laundry
[o] laundry was stupid. Went back and forth between apartment and laundry room several times due to forgetting quarters, not having enough clothes to fill machine, forgetting keys, etc.
[o] took very quick shower
[o] ran to grocery store and was stupid there as well, going back and forth across the store to get things I'd forgotten
[o] came home, put groceries away, sorted through laundry and combined two half loads of Not Quite Dry laundry into one dryer
I am now waiting for that last load, which will really only be taken out and thrown onto the bed, as I will have to immediately leave for work afterwards. Between then and now, however, I wanted to get this entry up so no one thought I was dead (don't ask me why Sunday's entry appeared as a Saturday one, it shouldn't have, my apologies for any confusion), and now I'll be giving some new tiny tupperwares a quick wash and filling them with nuts and grapes before throwing them into my bag and throwing work clothes on.
I'm closing tonight, and, as I mentioned previously, it's snowing fairly heavily* outside, so I'm guessing it's going to be pretty slow. I'm hoping to be able to relax for the first time since I last worked!
*I will say this for Indiana snow: it's light and powdery, so it's not caving in roofs, turning car-cleaning into an immensely sweaty chore, or really doing anything but being pretty and making it cold and making everyone drive a bit slower, which isn't too bad a thing as it is, eh?
WHEE!
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow...*Puke*
It snowed some more. Cuz we needed it.
Took me forty minutes to get to work, but only twenty to get home, so I guess my commute today averaged out to normal?
Tomorrow is a glorious day off. The plan is Christmas shopping, but we'll see how the weather is! Yayyyy.
I'm tired, I had a 7 1/2 hour day that was mostly just sitting on my butt because it was SO FREAKING SLOW, and I haven't eaten in four hours, soooo....night!
Took me forty minutes to get to work, but only twenty to get home, so I guess my commute today averaged out to normal?
Tomorrow is a glorious day off. The plan is Christmas shopping, but we'll see how the weather is! Yayyyy.
I'm tired, I had a 7 1/2 hour day that was mostly just sitting on my butt because it was SO FREAKING SLOW, and I haven't eaten in four hours, soooo....night!
Saturday, December 11, 2010
First I Was All D: But Then There Was :) And Now I'm All \^.^/
Hoo boy. This day has...it's been a day.
I got to work to find it stupid busy, with my partner in drive-thru in a very bad mood having a very bad day. It's been dark and rainy and gross all day. Customers were mean and rude and stupid and just...bleh.
Then K brought in cupcakes...store manager brought in tacos...and I got home to not only find a whole pile of love on my Facebook, but a Christmas card from Jenna, and a package from Jess. The package included a mongo glow stick, a "dessert deck" of 50 recipe cards, and a big ol' organizer notebook, complete with large notepad, sticky notes, envelope for holding notes, sticky tabs, and a pen. Also an awesomely silly card with a note that made me laugh and cry.
With the way this week started, it's certainly ending on a good note. :)
Now, for dinner...
I got to work to find it stupid busy, with my partner in drive-thru in a very bad mood having a very bad day. It's been dark and rainy and gross all day. Customers were mean and rude and stupid and just...bleh.
Then K brought in cupcakes...store manager brought in tacos...and I got home to not only find a whole pile of love on my Facebook, but a Christmas card from Jenna, and a package from Jess. The package included a mongo glow stick, a "dessert deck" of 50 recipe cards, and a big ol' organizer notebook, complete with large notepad, sticky notes, envelope for holding notes, sticky tabs, and a pen. Also an awesomely silly card with a note that made me laugh and cry.
With the way this week started, it's certainly ending on a good note. :)
Now, for dinner...
It's Addictive, I Tells Ya.
Sleep is wonderful. After three nights of absolutely CRAP sleep, Wednesday night felt glorious despite still being pretty crap, only six hours at the most and frequently interrupted.
Last night, I got nine almost-entirely-uninterrupted sleep. The only interruption was when I woke up briefly at 9, but then I fell back asleep for just over an hour.
Bliss.
Things are looking up after a perfectly shitty beginning to the week. I can't get into a lot of it, but the point is that life isn't quite as hopeless as it was beginning to feel, and that's really nice to have.
Tomorrow is a short day (five hours, wouldn't be surprised if those got cut), Sunday is closing, Monday is FREEDOM! I have reserved Ryan for the day (he also has it off), and I have no idea what we're going to do, but he's already agreed to not even look at the computer if I ask it of him. We may end up spending the day leveling on WoW, I'm not sure, all I care about is having the choice, having the whooooole day with my Ryan. :D
For now: more sleep! Cuz dang that shit is GOOD.
Last night, I got nine almost-entirely-uninterrupted sleep. The only interruption was when I woke up briefly at 9, but then I fell back asleep for just over an hour.
Bliss.
Things are looking up after a perfectly shitty beginning to the week. I can't get into a lot of it, but the point is that life isn't quite as hopeless as it was beginning to feel, and that's really nice to have.
Tomorrow is a short day (five hours, wouldn't be surprised if those got cut), Sunday is closing, Monday is FREEDOM! I have reserved Ryan for the day (he also has it off), and I have no idea what we're going to do, but he's already agreed to not even look at the computer if I ask it of him. We may end up spending the day leveling on WoW, I'm not sure, all I care about is having the choice, having the whooooole day with my Ryan. :D
For now: more sleep! Cuz dang that shit is GOOD.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Post #216. Woo.
Work, sleep, blah blah blah. Really nothing new.
Tomorrow I close, Saturday is a 5 hour shift in the afternoon/evening, Sunday I close. Monday is off, next week is closing and pre-closing.
Whee!
Tomorrow I close, Saturday is a 5 hour shift in the afternoon/evening, Sunday I close. Monday is off, next week is closing and pre-closing.
Whee!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Mooooooose.
Not a whole lot happened today. I did laundry. I went to work. It was slow. I did some schedule hopping. Whee.
I have a new nickname at work! I was making myself a drink with eggnog, my second in the day. L saw it and said "Eggnog again? Gross." I thought she said something about "moose," so I turned and said "Did you just call me a moose?!" She and D cracked up, and spent the rest of the night calling me Moose. I even found that my name on the schedules for the rest of the week had been replaced with Moose.
I think I like it. :)
I actually have quite a few nicknames now--the ones just at work are Ruthus, Ruthless, Toofless Ruthless, and Moose. Others I've collected include Ruthiebug, Ruchen, RuthAnn (or is it Ruth-Ann? Ruth Ann?), and Ruthiekins (thanks, Mom). Oh, and Gatita and Torto-Gatita. If there others I've collected and don't mention, please remind me in the comments! I love my collection...*heart*
I spent the morning stressing out and violently regretting taking the Friday shift over at Main & Douglas, so I'm glad I was able to switch around with someone at my own store. I've slept extremely crappily the past three nights, which has put me on all kinds of edge. Main is the busiest store in the district, even at night, and the idea of not just losing my second day off, but spending it closing (I hate closing) at the busiest store? Twitch. I'm still closing, and at a later hour, but it's with some of my faves at my own, slower-paced store. So, yay. I was also able to help W out by switching around with her on Sunday, so she can study for her Monday & Tuesday finals instead of closing. Always enjoy helping out a friend, and W is super. :D
Time for dinner and SLEEEEEEEEP and yeah. Night!
I have a new nickname at work! I was making myself a drink with eggnog, my second in the day. L saw it and said "Eggnog again? Gross." I thought she said something about "moose," so I turned and said "Did you just call me a moose?!" She and D cracked up, and spent the rest of the night calling me Moose. I even found that my name on the schedules for the rest of the week had been replaced with Moose.
I think I like it. :)
I actually have quite a few nicknames now--the ones just at work are Ruthus, Ruthless, Toofless Ruthless, and Moose. Others I've collected include Ruthiebug, Ruchen, RuthAnn (or is it Ruth-Ann? Ruth Ann?), and Ruthiekins (thanks, Mom). Oh, and Gatita and Torto-Gatita. If there others I've collected and don't mention, please remind me in the comments! I love my collection...*heart*
I spent the morning stressing out and violently regretting taking the Friday shift over at Main & Douglas, so I'm glad I was able to switch around with someone at my own store. I've slept extremely crappily the past three nights, which has put me on all kinds of edge. Main is the busiest store in the district, even at night, and the idea of not just losing my second day off, but spending it closing (I hate closing) at the busiest store? Twitch. I'm still closing, and at a later hour, but it's with some of my faves at my own, slower-paced store. So, yay. I was also able to help W out by switching around with her on Sunday, so she can study for her Monday & Tuesday finals instead of closing. Always enjoy helping out a friend, and W is super. :D
Time for dinner and SLEEEEEEEEP and yeah. Night!
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
As A Friend Said, It's Like Living In A Snow Globe...
I have done...nothing today.
Well, okay, that's not quite true.
I slept, ate, played some WoW, and puts lots of music into my computer. I even figured out how to properly sort it all when WMP decided to be dumb about it.
I didn't do laundry, I didn't go buy the snacks I forgot to get yesterday...in short, I didn't leave the house.
If you're wondering why not, here are some pictures in answer:
As you can see, the roads are actually in pretty good shape. However, there are still plenty of morons out there, and it's really cold, and it's my day off, and I wanted to just have a relaxing day and just LAY OFF, WOULD YA?!
...
*cough*
Tomorrow is back to work until Monday! Woulda been Tuesday, but L was nice enough to switch shifts with me, so I only work six days in a row instead of seven. :D Also, without realizing it, I got an extra two hours, since my original shift was only 6 hours and hers is 8. Yay more monies!...although that only brings me up to 38 hours, aaaand I'm sure to have plenty of cut hours as has been the norm for the past month and a half. Ah well. *crosses fingers*
It's funny, I hate having my hours cut because, y'know, I like money, but at the time it happens, I'm a little happy about it. They get cut for a reason: we're slow, and who wants to sit around with nothing to do, not allowed to do anything but clean the same thing over and over again or stare at the wall until a customer comes in? Also, work vs. home isn't a tough decision. So it's a love-hate thing, I guess.
This coming Sunday I will finally be able to start poking at Found again, and showing it to people to get feedback. I've been eager to get to it, or to get to a new story, or something. NaNo certainly re-awoke the writer in me...I know I can do it, in both ability and discipline, and undoubtedly with a TON less stress, what with the deadline gone. Although I do plan on giving myself deadlines, just not 50K-in-30-days-with-full-time-job deadlines. Not literal deadlines.
Anyway. Back to relaxing. :)
Well, okay, that's not quite true.
I slept, ate, played some WoW, and puts lots of music into my computer. I even figured out how to properly sort it all when WMP decided to be dumb about it.
I didn't do laundry, I didn't go buy the snacks I forgot to get yesterday...in short, I didn't leave the house.
If you're wondering why not, here are some pictures in answer:
As you can see, the roads are actually in pretty good shape. However, there are still plenty of morons out there, and it's really cold, and it's my day off, and I wanted to just have a relaxing day and just LAY OFF, WOULD YA?!
...
*cough*
Tomorrow is back to work until Monday! Woulda been Tuesday, but L was nice enough to switch shifts with me, so I only work six days in a row instead of seven. :D Also, without realizing it, I got an extra two hours, since my original shift was only 6 hours and hers is 8. Yay more monies!...although that only brings me up to 38 hours, aaaand I'm sure to have plenty of cut hours as has been the norm for the past month and a half. Ah well. *crosses fingers*
It's funny, I hate having my hours cut because, y'know, I like money, but at the time it happens, I'm a little happy about it. They get cut for a reason: we're slow, and who wants to sit around with nothing to do, not allowed to do anything but clean the same thing over and over again or stare at the wall until a customer comes in? Also, work vs. home isn't a tough decision. So it's a love-hate thing, I guess.
This coming Sunday I will finally be able to start poking at Found again, and showing it to people to get feedback. I've been eager to get to it, or to get to a new story, or something. NaNo certainly re-awoke the writer in me...I know I can do it, in both ability and discipline, and undoubtedly with a TON less stress, what with the deadline gone. Although I do plan on giving myself deadlines, just not 50K-in-30-days-with-full-time-job deadlines. Not literal deadlines.
Anyway. Back to relaxing. :)
Monday, December 6, 2010
Snowing and Gaming and...uh...Something. Oh My!
The internet decided to not work last night, so I was unable to blog. Funnily enough, we didn't realize it until fairly late, since we spent the night watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix on TV.
There's not a whole lot to talk about. It's been snowing quite a lot over the weekend, making the world white and pretty and not nearly as bad to navigate as one would think. Boy howdy, though, how it's slowed down business!
The weekend also saw us out of peppermint syrup...then out of caramel brulee...then out of white mocha. Peppermint is stupid because we have it all year 'round but are running out of it because peppermint mochas are a "holiday beverage;" caramel brulee is the next drink all the disappointed peppermint mochas get; but it's running out of white mocha that really scared me because, I swear, white mocha customers are the highest maintenance of all of them. Most white mocha customers are rich girls or women used to getting what they want, and at least 75% (but probably closer to 90%) of the white mochas are nonfat and no whip. The screaming customer from months ago? White mocha!
Fortunately, today's order delivery had six boxes of peppermint, three boxes of caramel brulee, and four boxes of white mocha. Also a huge box of stir sticks, which we've been out of for almost a month. Huzzah!
Tonight is the launch of Cataclysm, the next expansion for the game World of Warcraft. For those who don't know (somehow), the entire apartment plays WoW. Three of them obsessively. I'm...only a little obsessive, but I'm still excited. The new expansion changed the entire planet the game is based on, and made one of my favorite races playable as a class I've always been interested in!
...okay, so it's nerd talk, and I'll keep it to a minimum. But, as I said, all four of us are big fans of the game, and all four of us have tomorrow off, and we're all going on a large grocery run tonight for gaming fuel, and...well, it's all nerdy up in here, what can I say.
As I said, tomorrow is my day off, so I'll be sleeping and playing and doing lots of laundry (snow + long pants + not changing into snow boots before leaving work = holy crap cold wet pant hems). The rest of the week should be...interesting. I took a shift at another store to help out on my second day off, so I'm working straight from Wednesday to next Monday. However, they're all afternoon and evening shifts, which means they're with my favorite people at the slowest time. More work, but less stress. Hopefully a winning combination.
There's not a whole lot to talk about. It's been snowing quite a lot over the weekend, making the world white and pretty and not nearly as bad to navigate as one would think. Boy howdy, though, how it's slowed down business!
The weekend also saw us out of peppermint syrup...then out of caramel brulee...then out of white mocha. Peppermint is stupid because we have it all year 'round but are running out of it because peppermint mochas are a "holiday beverage;" caramel brulee is the next drink all the disappointed peppermint mochas get; but it's running out of white mocha that really scared me because, I swear, white mocha customers are the highest maintenance of all of them. Most white mocha customers are rich girls or women used to getting what they want, and at least 75% (but probably closer to 90%) of the white mochas are nonfat and no whip. The screaming customer from months ago? White mocha!
Fortunately, today's order delivery had six boxes of peppermint, three boxes of caramel brulee, and four boxes of white mocha. Also a huge box of stir sticks, which we've been out of for almost a month. Huzzah!
Tonight is the launch of Cataclysm, the next expansion for the game World of Warcraft. For those who don't know (somehow), the entire apartment plays WoW. Three of them obsessively. I'm...only a little obsessive, but I'm still excited. The new expansion changed the entire planet the game is based on, and made one of my favorite races playable as a class I've always been interested in!
...okay, so it's nerd talk, and I'll keep it to a minimum. But, as I said, all four of us are big fans of the game, and all four of us have tomorrow off, and we're all going on a large grocery run tonight for gaming fuel, and...well, it's all nerdy up in here, what can I say.
As I said, tomorrow is my day off, so I'll be sleeping and playing and doing lots of laundry (snow + long pants + not changing into snow boots before leaving work = holy crap cold wet pant hems). The rest of the week should be...interesting. I took a shift at another store to help out on my second day off, so I'm working straight from Wednesday to next Monday. However, they're all afternoon and evening shifts, which means they're with my favorite people at the slowest time. More work, but less stress. Hopefully a winning combination.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Still Walking Those Coals.
First and foremost, a birthday shout out to my stepmother, Dorita. HI DORITA! *waves frantically and sillilililily*
I gave her a call tonight on the way home from work, and...it made me realize how much I miss them. I mean, I always miss them, and my parents and my friends in Connecticut and other parts of the world. Still, there are times when it smacks me on the nose, how long it's been since I've seen these people that I love so much.
Talking with her also reminded me of the firewalk I did back in April, and how much that's still with me. Though time has faded it a little--as time is wont to do--I can still think back to the moment before I walked, standing before the hot coals and knowing that I was too scared and couldn't do it. Knowing it with complete certainty...and doing it anyway.
That was also around the same time that Ryan and I decided to move to Indiana with only the promise of jobs and an apartment with people we had never met in person.
Anyway, the phone call, combined with a morning text revealing that someone thought I was coming back to visit for Christmas, has me feeling a little guilty for the length of time since I've seen...everyone.
To family and friends in Connecticut, New York, Maryland, California, etc etc...do know that we miss and love you very much. It kills us to miss the Christmas parties and weekly get-togethers, the dinners and breakfasts and weekends and...everything.
Okay. Time to go eat dinner and watch something silly on Netflix and get my mind back to positive things.
I gave her a call tonight on the way home from work, and...it made me realize how much I miss them. I mean, I always miss them, and my parents and my friends in Connecticut and other parts of the world. Still, there are times when it smacks me on the nose, how long it's been since I've seen these people that I love so much.
Talking with her also reminded me of the firewalk I did back in April, and how much that's still with me. Though time has faded it a little--as time is wont to do--I can still think back to the moment before I walked, standing before the hot coals and knowing that I was too scared and couldn't do it. Knowing it with complete certainty...and doing it anyway.
That was also around the same time that Ryan and I decided to move to Indiana with only the promise of jobs and an apartment with people we had never met in person.
Anyway, the phone call, combined with a morning text revealing that someone thought I was coming back to visit for Christmas, has me feeling a little guilty for the length of time since I've seen...everyone.
To family and friends in Connecticut, New York, Maryland, California, etc etc...do know that we miss and love you very much. It kills us to miss the Christmas parties and weekly get-togethers, the dinners and breakfasts and weekends and...everything.
Okay. Time to go eat dinner and watch something silly on Netflix and get my mind back to positive things.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Scheduling Is FUN.
Originally I was scheduled to work 1-9:30 on Thursday, with Wednesday and Friday off. This kinda bugged me, so I asked around, and K was willing to switch her Friday for my Thursday, so I took her 1-9:30 on Friday and had Wednesday and Thursday off.
W called me last night to ask if I'd switch with her so she wouldn't have to close. I accepted, and my schedule was changed from 1-9:30 to 4-12:30.
This morning, I get multiple calls: first, my manager calls to ask if I can cover a shift next week for a worker at another store who was in a car accident.
First off, this is...kind of really sad and scary. The worker in question is a good kid, 16 years old, was t-boned by a truck a couple of nights ago. I've heard both pick-up truck and semi, not sure which one. His organs are fine, he's reacting to pain, but his brain has swelling and they've put him in a coma to avoid the pain from it. He'll probably live, but they don't know the full extent of the brain damage. :(
Also, another worker from the same store who was due to give birth in January went into labor on the same night. Both mama and baby are fine.
So, anyway...manager calls me, I take 5:30-11:30 next Friday, which I originally had off. Not long after that, D calls and asks if I can take her 7-3 shift on Monday and she'll take my 11-7 shift, since she has something going on Sunday night and didn't want to work really early. I grudgingly took it because she's awesome and was desperate.
After I hung up, I told Ryan what was up, and he said "Wait, don't you close Sunday night?" I check, and I was...except E had asked me earlier this week if I could switch her, so I took her 11-7:30. Dodged a bullet there.
My manager called again around 1, asking if I'd be willing to come in at 3:30 instead of 4, because R was leaving then and it would just be two people for the after-school rush (which can get pretty intense).
During my shift tonight, I tried to see if someone else would be able to take the early Monday shift, without screwing D or myself over for hours since everyone's kinda suffering in that department right now. It looks like L could do it, then D texts me to say that her Sunday thing fell through and never mind about Monday.
So, since the beginning of this week, I have had my hours for five different days change eight times. And I worked nine hours today. And, even with the extra 6.5 hours over these two weeks, I'll only be getting a grand total of 1.5 hours of overtime on my next paycheck, my hours are that low.
I...go sleep now.
W called me last night to ask if I'd switch with her so she wouldn't have to close. I accepted, and my schedule was changed from 1-9:30 to 4-12:30.
This morning, I get multiple calls: first, my manager calls to ask if I can cover a shift next week for a worker at another store who was in a car accident.
First off, this is...kind of really sad and scary. The worker in question is a good kid, 16 years old, was t-boned by a truck a couple of nights ago. I've heard both pick-up truck and semi, not sure which one. His organs are fine, he's reacting to pain, but his brain has swelling and they've put him in a coma to avoid the pain from it. He'll probably live, but they don't know the full extent of the brain damage. :(
Also, another worker from the same store who was due to give birth in January went into labor on the same night. Both mama and baby are fine.
So, anyway...manager calls me, I take 5:30-11:30 next Friday, which I originally had off. Not long after that, D calls and asks if I can take her 7-3 shift on Monday and she'll take my 11-7 shift, since she has something going on Sunday night and didn't want to work really early. I grudgingly took it because she's awesome and was desperate.
After I hung up, I told Ryan what was up, and he said "Wait, don't you close Sunday night?" I check, and I was...except E had asked me earlier this week if I could switch her, so I took her 11-7:30. Dodged a bullet there.
My manager called again around 1, asking if I'd be willing to come in at 3:30 instead of 4, because R was leaving then and it would just be two people for the after-school rush (which can get pretty intense).
During my shift tonight, I tried to see if someone else would be able to take the early Monday shift, without screwing D or myself over for hours since everyone's kinda suffering in that department right now. It looks like L could do it, then D texts me to say that her Sunday thing fell through and never mind about Monday.
So, since the beginning of this week, I have had my hours for five different days change eight times. And I worked nine hours today. And, even with the extra 6.5 hours over these two weeks, I'll only be getting a grand total of 1.5 hours of overtime on my next paycheck, my hours are that low.
I...go sleep now.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Ah, Horace, I Know Him...More Than I'd Like.
Yesterday was a fairly uneventful day. Ryan and I slept in, lazed about the house, went grocery shopping, made dinner, played WoW. La de dah.
Today, I have the house allll to myself until Ryan gets home at 1:30. We both got up at 7--he had work at 8, and I wanted to help him by scraping ice off his car, although there wasn't any to clean off. Then I finished off Watership Down by 10:30, made myself a breakfast of leftovers, checked my feed, and...here I am.
It snowed yesterday! And it's still around today. Not nearly as bad as I was expecting my next Indiana snowfall to be (did I mention that weather here means it?), but it's still plenty cold. At least the roads aren't bad (*knocks on wood*).
So, as I said, house all to myself...except for the cat. >.< Horace isn't a bad cat per se, but dang he can be an annoying little shit. Meows constantly, even when he's had food and water and attention. Insists on curling up behind my desk chair without realizing that I'm bound to roll over his tail or even his legs one of these days. Attacks anything hanging from a wall or table such as purse straps, apron strings, robe ties, etc. Likes to wait around corners and leap out, splayed and ready to take out your leg. Ergh.
I could handle it all if he was maybe more affectionate. And he can be with Sameh or Ryan--and if BJ's co-worker Ali comes over Horace turns into a complete slut--but he doesn't seem to like me at all. Not in an aggressive way, just a shunning way. He'll curl up on anyone else but me, and seems to not like it when I try to pick him up and pet him, and I swear he attacks my legs more often than anyone else. I just don't get this cat!
Currently, he is under Ryan's desk, eating at crumbs and things Ryan has dropped from past snacks. Soon he'll no doubt curl up on the bed, or behind my chair. Sigh.
Today, I have the house allll to myself until Ryan gets home at 1:30. We both got up at 7--he had work at 8, and I wanted to help him by scraping ice off his car, although there wasn't any to clean off. Then I finished off Watership Down by 10:30, made myself a breakfast of leftovers, checked my feed, and...here I am.
It snowed yesterday! And it's still around today. Not nearly as bad as I was expecting my next Indiana snowfall to be (did I mention that weather here means it?), but it's still plenty cold. At least the roads aren't bad (*knocks on wood*).
So, as I said, house all to myself...except for the cat. >.< Horace isn't a bad cat per se, but dang he can be an annoying little shit. Meows constantly, even when he's had food and water and attention. Insists on curling up behind my desk chair without realizing that I'm bound to roll over his tail or even his legs one of these days. Attacks anything hanging from a wall or table such as purse straps, apron strings, robe ties, etc. Likes to wait around corners and leap out, splayed and ready to take out your leg. Ergh.
I could handle it all if he was maybe more affectionate. And he can be with Sameh or Ryan--and if BJ's co-worker Ali comes over Horace turns into a complete slut--but he doesn't seem to like me at all. Not in an aggressive way, just a shunning way. He'll curl up on anyone else but me, and seems to not like it when I try to pick him up and pet him, and I swear he attacks my legs more often than anyone else. I just don't get this cat!
Currently, he is under Ryan's desk, eating at crumbs and things Ryan has dropped from past snacks. Soon he'll no doubt curl up on the bed, or behind my chair. Sigh.
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