Friday, March 26, 2010
This is the post that will finally bump my Christmas post off of my main page. Goodbye, Christmas. See you in 9 months.
Meanwhile, today I went to visit an ENT Dr. I kind of love that man, because he 1) was not scary and 2) told me that my sinuses are VERY HEALTHY and there is NOTHING WRONG WITH ME, except that I might have allergies, but if I do not want to be tested for that, he has NO QUALMS with my way of thinking and will not even suggest I be stabbed with needles. So now I have allergy stuff I am supposed to take on a daily basis for the next 3 months at least, and I don't have to go back to see him again until my refills run out (next year), if ever. And if I keep getting headaches, I am supposed to go back to my dr Dr and say "yo. ENT says my sinuses are clear and to tell you I have headaches." (Which I don't know that I want to go back into THAT realm of tests Ever Again, but I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.)
Moral of the story, I am not dying and life is good. The end.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Yesterday, I finally finished moving. Well, more or less. There's still this shelf-thing on my wall that needs to be taken down, as well as my Precious Moments Plates (don't judge me. They're cute and adorable, and I love them). But the rest of my stuff is next door now (oh. Except for my plants. Also except for all those boxes in the garage and the shed that belong to me...).
Anyway. POINT BEING I came to the conclusion that am/have been a hoarder in my life, and that I hang on to things way too long. I'm sure my parents agree. I don't even have a good example for you because there was soooo much that needed to be thrown out or donated to DI.
Also, it snowed on me yesterday. I went to the mall because I needed* chopsticks, and it was snowing when I got there. One, it should never snow in Santa Horhe. Two, it's March! It doesn't snow in March! Ever! Not here!
I now look forward to a week of closing every night sans tomorrow and Friday (because I don't work on those days), and hating life Wednesday night whilst I am working. You should all send me consoling messages that day.
*And by "needed" I mean wanted.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Someone to fix our Wireless Range Expander so that it will work and give me internets in my house.
Home Cooked Meals while you are working (lunch, dinner... not breakfast because I don't believe in breakfast), and desserts. Unspecified amount of Money upon successful completion of the job.
I have to actually know you
You can't be creepy
You have to know approximately where I live.
Be a computer genius (which, basically, if you know anything about computers and internet, you probably are a genius already)
Comment on this post (OR)
Send me an email (OR)
(I am so not joking about this)
Friday, March 05, 2010
I bet you are thinking something along the lines of "Holy Snot, it has been almost a month since this blog was last updated!" I almost apologize. Still I am lacking internets (more or less) at my house, and I no longer feel like bringing my laptop next door, so all of my pictures that I have to blog about are currently not uploadable, which means I don't blog. Maybe this weekend thigns will change, though! (Yes, Dad? Yes?)
Spring is coming, though, doods! I looked out my kitchen window earlier this afternoon and saw 2 blossoms on my mostly dead tree! (See, Parents, I told you it was not all dead. Just mostly dead. I hope everyone catches that reference, and if you don't, we are not real friends.)
Work continues to be boring and lame. This week my supervisor had me re-label all of the boxes so that they look the same. Which means some boxes (several- probably around 50 or more) I had to re-label twice because she changed the system half-way through my re-labeling. It gives me something to do in the nights when there are no customers, anyway, but I do not particularly enjoy it.
Umm. Also, I will be seeing Alice in Wonderland tonight with the Crazy Ladies of the Night (ie, the closing crew of which I am almost always a part of), and it will be awesome.
Yep, that's basically it.