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|Thursday, April 3rd, 2008|
Your 'Do You Want the Terrorists to Win' Score: 100%
You are a terrorist-loving, Bush-bashing, "blame America first"-crowd traitor. You are in league with evil-doers who hate our freedoms. By all counts you are a liberal, and as such cleary desire the terrorists to succeed and impose their harsh theocratic restrictions on us all. You are fit to be hung for treason! Luckily George Bush is tapping your internet connection and is now aware of your thought-crime. Have a nice day.... in Guantanamo!
Do You Want the Terrorists to Win?
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|i could be a radio star!!!
|What American accent do you have? |
Your Result: The Midland
"You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
|The Inland North|
|What American accent do you have?|
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|Friday, February 22nd, 2008|
so it's been five weeks since i posted, and ironically, that was a plea for more posts. things have just been for shit though. wanted a week off to go to my mom's for mardi gras but couldn't get it because of the goddamned superbowl. come back and i'm pretty much batshit crazy, which i haven't been able to get over.
work: the hotshit driver team leader quit, so at least that's a relief. we got three new drivers, one of whom's a complete douche, i delivered to his apartment last saturday night and got stiffed. also he comes to work stoned. now, i have no objections to recreational drug use, but it's just not fair if he can do it and not get in trouble. another one's just not a team player. i don't mean that in the job sense, i guess he gets his shit done, i haven't had to do his goddamned day dishes when i close, i mean he makes no attempt to hang out and have fun at work with the rest of us. the other one's okay, except he thinks superman's better than batman. also he drives a blazer with a fullsize spare that he'd let me use if i got a flat. so he can stay, but the other two can suck a cock for all i give a shit.
i know it's stupid to get angry when life isn't fair, but sometimes, well, all the time lately, i just can't help it.
don't eat at the burger king on industrial. joseph and becky may already be aware of this, since it's right around the corner. ian got shorted a sandwich so i called customer service where they assured me i could get a refund, but when i attempted that i received nothing but a huge fucking attitude. when i called the manager later to bitch at her about it, she said she didn't tell anyone about my refund so it wasn't their fault and then hung up on me. twice. i left a message with the corporate office with my name and number on monday which has yet to be returned. i talked to someone who claimed to be the district manager, but he didn't even want my name, number, or to resolve my issues. so pretty much fuck burger king in general, as much as i like their croissanwiches.
wish it would stop being cold. i fucking hate cold weather.
haven't decided if i'm going to vote in november. didn't do any fucking good the last two times. i guess i'll just have to see what my options are. representative democracy is just a shit stupid idea anyway. i did get my free pocket constitution/bill of rights in the mail though, think i'll have to start referencing that in bullshit situations. maybe i should compare it to the idhr when i'm bored one day.
started the dark tower series again last week. i'm halfway through wizard and glass. it's not pissing me off as much as when it came out, i guess because i know what happens next now. sure sucks when you've been waiting years for continuation what you get is backstory.
guess that's it for now.
|Thursday, January 17th, 2008|
|post, damn you, post!!
why doesn't anybody post on here anymore? wtf mate? i mean, yeah, too_much_info
is vastly entertaining, but it'd be nice to read some real friends posts once in a while.
|Thursday, January 10th, 2008|
so we went to the doctor again today. my corneal haze is gone, which is awesome, but so has my tear film which must redevelop. the steroid drops for the corneal haze and the dry eye are the reasons my vision is still blurry. hopefully i'll be all better in about two weeks when i have a new tear film. so that's good.
|Tuesday, January 8th, 2008|
|What Be Your Nerd Type? |
Your Result: Literature Nerd
Does sitting by a nice cozy fire, with a cup of hot tea/chocolate, and a book you can read for hours even when your eyes grow red and dry and you look sort of scary sitting there with your insomniac appearance? Then you fit this category perfectly! You love the power of the written word and it's eloquence; and you may like to read/write poetry or novels. You contribute to the smart people of today's society, however you can probably be overly-critical of works.
It's okay. I understand.
|What Be Your Nerd Type?|
Quizzes for MySpace
|Thursday, January 3rd, 2008|
|my freakin' eye
so i went back to the ophthalmologist this morning. he kept telling me, 'clinically, it's improving.' almost like he was reassuring himself as much as me. then he told me i have corneal haze, gave me steroid drops, and told me to come back next week. so when we got home we looked it up, and corneal haze is scarring in the eye which usually clears up after six to twelve months, but is possibly permanent damage causing blurry vision. glamtastic!
anyway, i can see well enough to drive so i'm going back to work tomorrow.
also, when i post from the laptop, my icon is freaking jumping jesus despite unico being selected.
|Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008|
i've stopped used one of the best words ever but have now rediscovered it! glamtastic!!!
you know, there is nothing like reading old lj posts to liven up a cold day of sitting half blind at the house. i wonder if i'm doing more harm than good staring at this monitor though.
i tell you what though. ian and i were so friggin cute it makes me want to vomit. no, not really. it is really cute though.
i miss comment wars.
chris, we had a lot more to talk about when we worked together.
um, yeah, that's about it. bye.
|compare and contrast
so i retook a test i took july 3, 2005. here are my original results.
here are today's.
so i've gotten more schizotypal. entertaining when one reads these symptoms:
* Superstitious or preoccupied with paranormal phenomena
* Odd beliefs or magical thinking
and considers my extreme fear of aliens, bigfoot, foo fighters, the loch ness monster, and other things of that nature. also my 'lucky car topper' theory, which they scoff at when i'm at work.
but less avoidant and paranoid. i guess it evens out.
i think i need a research project. maybe something like 'a layman's dissertation on christian allegory in c.s. lewis' the chronicles of narnia.' we'll see.
|Friday, December 28th, 2007|
so, forgive the mistakes, but i'm just gonna type this with my eyes closed since one of em's patched and it's easier to make sure it's closed if the other one is as well. i'm a good typist anyway so it shouldn't be too bad.
background...monday i tripped at work and bruised up my right knee pretty good. tuesday i burned my right arm on the door of the oven whilst getting some rolls out.
wednesday i got to work, as normal, and lo and behold, around 915, i get a splash of sanitizer in my right eye. so i immediately run to the bathroom to start flushing it as there is way too much junk in the dish sink to do it there. after about ten minutes of flushing, on my way to agony, i go find the msds, and after reading 'flush immediately with water for fifteen minutes and consult a physician,' hand off the msds and go back to flushing. i do have to give it to chris, the guy from minden that nobody likes cause he sucks at his job, he got right on the phone with the company. as i continue flushing, john, the district manager, stops by, to inspect, i assume. he's a great guy to work for anyway, and checks if i'm okay and tells me not to worry, we'll get me to the hospital. the day shift manager then shows up, to pick up her car i'm assuming, promptly freaks out, then takes me to wk bossier er. nothing but a pack of idiots in registration there. i go up to the desk and tell him i've got chemicals in my eye and would like to see the triage nurse asap. he tells me just write my name down and she'll get to me. dick. so i go to the bathroom there to flush it out, come back and the triage nurse is about to call the next person but she checked with me first to make sure i wasn't dying, told me i was next, really nice girl. this other bitch got up and started throwing a fit about how somebody else got called to the back before her cousin or whatever who's pregnant and bleeding. i think they told her i was gonna be next cause i got a dirty look as well. so i get into triage. fortunately there's a sink in there so i flush some more and megan tells the nurse what happened. security showed up to deal with the crazy bitch so of course megan and i both had to share that she said 'they can call the cops, i don't care.' they ended up calling the cops. ian showed up. then i went to registration. now, this a job i had for three years. stupid bitch sitting in front of me didn't know how to do a workman's comp so she's got super ass shawn helping her out, i don't know why he didn't do it in the first place. maybe because he's too busy saying shitty things like 'if you'd brought a pizza, maybe you'd get seen faster.' oh but that pissed me off. by now i'm rocking in pain with a wet towel on my eye. somebody asked if it was getting worse and molly, my co-worker, said 'yeah, she's getting pissier.' i had to tell that dumb bitch domino's address at least three tiems and the phone number at least five times. i needed to go flush it some more, so i said 'this is my supervisor and this is my husband, they can help you,' got up, and went to the bathroom again. so got done with that, and megan and molly left ian and i sitting in the waiting room. i finally got called back and talked to the nurse, then the doctor came in and put some anesthesia drops in my eye. omg that was like when they started my toradol iv the first time i had kidney stones. heaven. then he dripped drops onto this stick that bled yellow stuff into my eye and looked at it with a blacklight. ian took a picture. he was a cool doc, ian was just picking his phone up when he turned the blacklight off, but ian said 'aww' so he turned it back on for a pic. the another nurse tested my visual acuity. i read line eight with my good eye, then line six with my bad, then messed up line seven with my bad, then eight with both. i told him that was cheating because i'd just read it, so he said ' your memory isn't taht good,' but ian corrected him. then i got to pee in a cup and blow into a box for my drug screen. then (ian got his name) dauphin flushed my eye with half a bag of saline. my main nurse's name was farrah. so ian went to cash me out since the store was alomst closed and the flushing would take a while. the doctor came back in and gave me some antibiotic ointment and a scrip for lortab and told me to have a nice day, call the ophthalmologist friday if it wasn't better. by then ian was back to we went to fill my scrip and went home. i got like no sleep until thursday afternoon/evening, and only then cause i was just so tired i'd sleep for like fifteen minutes at a time. sucks. i got up this morning and called the guy and fortunately they had a cancellation for nine so we went in and he patched my eye after looking at it and telling me there's a huge scratch on it. and told me to take the patch off tomorrow morning. then start back with the ointment and some other drops. so it's like killing me now cause i can't flush it with the celluvisc i got. i can't wait to take this patch off. so now you're up to date on that.
ps avp-r was awesome.
|Tuesday, November 27th, 2007|
|like i would invade another country
This year I've been busy!
Last Saturday I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). In July I invaded Iraq, broke it, and couldn't glue it back together before Mom got home (-1012 points). In February I pulled nepalunaris's hair (-5 points). In June I helped jarofmonkeys hide a body (-173 points). In May I farted in an elevator (-6 points).
Overall, I've been naughty (-1177 points). For Christmas I deserve a moldy sandwich!
|Saturday, November 17th, 2007|
|check this out
i got a troll! i feel so popular! somebody read my post of 8/19/07
and left me an anonymous comment which i, of course, felt honor-bound to reply to. yeah, i'm a sucker for feeding trolls. anyway, i'm just tickled pink.
|Monday, November 12th, 2007|
so. hm. okay. let's see. i'm back in the game, delivering for domino's on airline. guess now we can go back to throwing money around. man i <3 delivering pizza. we read this awesome thing on craigslist the other day. lemme find a link. http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/van/346308204.html
there ya go. pretty much everything i've ever said fifty million times about pizza delivery. minus the bear part. none of that for me yet.
i didn't realize how much of my internet time was spent looking for a better job. i was sitting here like, shit, in twenty minutes online i've exhausted my repertoire. guess i'll have to find some new stuff to look at. edited my profile, joined a new lj community, freespeechzone
. ian'll call me a conspiracy theorist for that one, for sure. ironical how the most recent post there is the article that incensed me the most today on wii news (http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20071111/ap_on_go_ot/terrorist_surveillance
). guess that means it's meant to be. you know, i didn't think 'ironical' was a real word, i just like to say it. but spell check liked it, so whatever.
going to see jared in the morning. i talked to him like four times today. he had to keep getting off the phone to do tricks for the doctors. at least they let him eat dinner.
going to my mom's next week for thanksgiving. looking forward to that, we haven't been since july. my mom's is one of those places that 'it's a nice place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.' too much yelling. by the second or third day i'm like oh yeah, that's why i live so far away. it'll be fun though, my mom has her interferon shots on fridays so hopefully she'll be feeling okay most of the time we're there. maybe candice and anthony will stop by. that'd be cool too. i could sit and make fun of ian, candice, anthony, william, and evan while they roleplay. nerds. what i'm really looking forward to though is mardi gras. it's the most wonderful time of the year, fuck christmas. south louisiana parades are awesome.
i was talking to shelley earlier. she's taking some online classes and one of her assignments was something about television shows and the media, you know, how evil they are. she read me her teacher's comment on her essay, and apparently shelley was the only person in class who said 'if you don't like it turn it off.' according to one of her classmates, parents can't control what their children watch at home, so the media should be responsible for monitoring what they broadcast. i hate idiots. and censorship. and a lot of things, actually. www.freerice.com
is one of my new favorite sites. i took this statement as a challenge: 'There are 50 levels in all, but it is rare for people to get above level 48.' yeah, i could cheat to boost my score and feed the poor, but my ego won't let me. sucks that i'll get like a dozen right and they they throw me some obscure gaelic nonsense. yeah, i remember 'bairn' is 'child' from the girl scouts, but that's about it. so as it stands, the highest i've gotten is level 47. i did start a new round and miss some on purpose to see what the easy words were. it's stuff like 'below' and 'postage.'
tired of being sick. i was getting better, but i got some cold sores and so feel like shit again. and of course, i only had 1000 mg of famvir left, when i'm supposed to take 1500. at least it helped some.
i like nintendo.
i guess that's all for now.
|Sunday, November 11th, 2007|
|Friday, November 2nd, 2007|
|male hormonal birth control
so we're having a discussion in one of my groups. here's the article: http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/3543478/
. this is the part that infuriates me, around the middle of the article.
“It is time for men to have some control. I think it would empower men and deter some women out there from their nefarious plans,” says Brown. “Some women are out there to use men to get pregnant. This could deter women from doing this. An athlete or a singer is someone who could be a target and they could put a stop to that.”
this was my comment (actually the first one, so i guess it's not really a discussion yet):on the topic of hbc for men in general, putting it bluntly, i think it's just a bad idea, and a waste of time, energy, and money. it would take such a huge paradigm shift in the thinking that women are responsible for preventing or not preventing pregnancy. take the quote in the middle of the article:
(i pasted the section above here)
i think i'll have to post about this in my journal, because i could go on for days about just that first statement.
anyway, to wrap up, i don't see it being of any real widespread use. the kind of person who would take it probably already takes enough precautions as is. the kind of jerk who would say something like 'men need to be empowered' already has the mindset of 'women are evil and conniving,' and who would have sex with somebody like that anyway?
i think i pretty much summed up my general thoughts on the subject there. now i'm just ranting about what that pig said. “It is time for men to have some control."
wtf? what does that mean? you can't wrap it up? you're physically incapable of keeping it in your pants? is it absolutely impossible for you to control your sexual impulses? how do you not have control? oh, that's right, i read all the time about male rape victims. it's just heartbreaking when you hear the stories of how someone else wrested control of their bodies away from them and made them feel like less of a person because of the prevalence of victim blame in our society. that statement really pisses me off."I think it would empower men and deter some women out there from their nefarious plans,” says Brown. “Some women are out there to use men to get pregnant. This could deter women from doing this. An athlete or a singer is someone who could be a target and they could put a stop to that.”
there's another good one. i know every time in my life i looked at a man i was just plotting how to get him in bed and get pregnant to ensnare him for the next eighteen years. yeah, sure, i realize the occasional woman does have 'nefarious plans,' but he just makes it sounds like this is a worse world crisis that drought, hunger, and aids put together. give me a break. if 'an athlete or a singer' wants to put a stop to that i'm thinking he could just, oh, not screw every groupie he sees.
this whole premise bothers me. the only reason male hormonal birth control is so interesting lately is because of ed treatments. 'oh, i can get it up again, awesome! shit, i forgot i could get my twenty-two-year-old trophy wife pregnant!' that just pisses me off too. maybe if you can't get it up you don't need to be having sex. if they'd spend half the time and money they spend on viagra and cialis on aids or diabetes or cancer there would be better treatments or even cures. but who wants a cure anyway? it's not like there's any money in it.
anyway, my favorite statement on the subject, from http://jimmyakin.typepad.com/defensor_fidei/2005/10/spaying_men.html
: "So, once again, contraceptive technology breeds disrespect for and abuse of women. Whether it is the sense that it is a woman's "job" to "fumigate" herself, something a man rightly figures he doesn't want to do to himself but has no apparent problem with subjecting a woman to, or whether it is a fear that women are conniving gold-diggers whom a man may use for sex but avoid further responsibility to, Pope Paul VI's warning in Humanae Vitae that contraception can only have dire consequences for the relationships between men and women is once more proven right."
of course, the positive spin comes from a man at msnbc.com, the practical from a woman.
|Thursday, November 1st, 2007|
|Wednesday, October 31st, 2007|
|comments and other stuff
i have had three comments since august. i am sad. dost no one readeth my lj but ian? and he doesn't even comment.
i had one duo of trick or treaters this evening. they weren't dressed up but no one else knocked on the door so i gave them candy.
my wii fitness age is 24.
that is all.
|Tuesday, October 30th, 2007|
|goal-oriented gaming et al
today i got a gold medal in wii tennis, target practice. i am very proud.
ian thinks i'm weird because i like to write things down and work on them. he calls me a goal-oriented gamer. yes, i wrote down all the wii sports training events, with my high score and current medal. well, except for boxing. i just played each of the boxing once to unlock em.
in okami, i wrote down all the stray beads i hadn't gotten and then played through just for that. i can't get #90 though, it's the race with kai and the stupid bitch cheats.
in culdcept, i wrote down all the medals i hadn't gotten and am trying to work on that once in a while. that was easy since ian put the cheat in and has all the medals. i don't have to rely on the shitty hints.
beat sonic 3 yesterday on the virtual console and ian was unhappy. i quote--"that's it???"
got an email back from talecris, the plasma center, today. 'We have reviewed your resume/CV and have decided to pursue other candidates who are more qualified for this position. We encourage you to review other open positions at our career site. We wish you the best of success in your career search.' dicks. guess i should apply for the phlebotomist position.
that is all.