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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 3:09 am
Nekoyaki Kakarotto-san >.<..man..being in pain (physcially)..is making it hard to sit here..I can't do digital art without the comp..and I have commissions to do..but it hurts really bad right now. Whereabouts? I've been living on painkillers for the past few hours. They are magic pills. <33 Edit: Enough staying awake, I'm taking a nap. Ibuprofen (sp?) are beautiful for muscle pains, and advil's good more everything else. I myself prefer local anasthetic (sp again?) but that only comes over the counter for your mouth.. *shrug* Sleep time. everywhere...neck, shoulders, back, and legs... I'm going to bed before I pass out or it gets worse.. argh.. I owe a lot of work and they take too damn long to do. *rubs forehead* Falling behind badly in them........
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:15 am
Sooo...Worst storm ever a couple of days ago. 70MPH gusts, and so on. Trees down, power out in over a million homes,not including buisness. The weather reports say it should be better now. But in any case, this was no fun. I had an absolute panic attack- the wind was pushing the trees around so bad that I flipped out, we grabbed out animals and we left. Thankfully and not so thankfully, we'd had the carpets shampooed.So everything was a mess and not where it should have been,but the plus was the cats were all at the vet being borded. Except Daisey. Who had to weather the storm.All alone. I cried alot about that. So anyway, we pack up Goliath, Draco,Beeper,Fred,Anary,Spot,Suade,Akeelah,Candy,and Queenie. Thank god for my ferret magazines,because in one issue it talked about traveling with your pet,and La Quinta dosen't discriminate against pets. Mom called and asked "Do you take ferrets?" the woman was like "Whats a ferret? neutral " mom was like "A pet." she was like "We dont discriminate against pets." so we were like YES. and got our asses to La Quinta. Why? Because THERE ARE NO TREES WITHIN 100 YARDS OF THE DAMN HOTEL. sept spindly crap trees. but thats fine. We got the only window that had trees across from it though,and sometime during the night several trees about 10 feet from our window crashed. Also, the power went out, but that was fine, my reptiles were nice and snug and warm,and I was a happy camper. Despite the wind litteraly screaming me awake several times during the night.
with over 1 million people without power, our governer has declared it a state of emergency, and already several people have frozen to death in their own home. Tree removal and such could last until january or febuary.My grandma's neighbor, who had a banzai dug up from japan and taken to her house, (it was her husbands and she promised to look after it) and put in her yard, it was not only splintered and broken,but squished by the other tree that was ten or so feet away from it.
Uhhhm,we're at our house now, my grandma's,were we were staying is out of power and such. I'm on my homecomputer for the first time in months. neutral blah. Its cold, but we've got heat thankfully.
We're thinking we'll go pick up Sheol on sunday. Today we've got alot to do,but we still might go.we're not sure.
If you noticed, theres two new reptiles- Candy(cane) and Akeelah. I'm not sure if thats going to be his name for sure, but it might be. A little African Skink that Sal special ordered,thinking i'd deffinetly be interested in it. Has my number,dosen't he? I took the bait, right away.
As for Candycane, Brittny, a friend of mine, had her $55 corn snake cheated out of her by a psycho b***h. So she aws thinking she'd save up for this REALLY friendly candycane/blizzard cornsnake. was expensive though, and she was sure somone would buy it before.So guess what? we did buy it before. We grabbed it and on christmas,we're going to give it to her. Granted I'll be keeping and looking after him til she gets a home of her own,but i'll be bringing candy to her often, at least once a week, to see Brittany. heart I wont be keeping him forever, but I'd like to give him a home while he needs it. Not only that, it'll give me a chance to get over the fear of cornsnakes I have. sweatdrop funny that the only snake that bothers me is the one best recomended for everyone
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 12:44 pm
Sounds like everyone's havin issues... I just recieved a Christmas card from Rainey. Rainey, thank you so much for the card and extra money, it was really sweet of you, and I don't mind waiting for the quilt. You're my number one commissioner, and a good person. <3
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 1:07 pm
Leyla Giselle Sounds like everyone's havin issues... I just recieved a Christmas card from Rainey. Rainey, thank you so much for the card and extra money, it was really sweet of you, and I don't mind waiting for the quilt. You're my number one commissioner, and a good person. <3 I think Rainey should teach lessons to other people about good commisioning. >>
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 1:19 pm
UglyCoyoteNG Leyla Giselle Sounds like everyone's havin issues... I just recieved a Christmas card from Rainey. Rainey, thank you so much for the card and extra money, it was really sweet of you, and I don't mind waiting for the quilt. You're my number one commissioner, and a good person. <3 I think Rainey should teach lessons to other people about good commisioning. >> Lol I agree. razz
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 1:56 pm
Worst day of work, ever. I swear. I had to get up at 5am to open the store. Needed to be there at 5:30 and we opened at 6am. I didn't get much sleep, so I picked up a couple energy drinks to give me a boost for during the day. I open the store at 6 as planned. Not a damn soul in the entire mall. So I go and restock some stuff, wipe down some shelving, straighten things up around the store. Make things look nice, ya know? A few people daring enough to come in early stop in, look for 2 seconds and leave. No big deal. Then it begins...I get a phone call from one of the temp people. He's really sick and can't come in. This already gets me in a bad mood, so I called the manager, who wasn't supposed to work today because of graduation, and let her know the situation. She gives me the number of the only other person who works there who wasn't scheduled and asks me to ask if she can come in and work for the guy who called in sick. We can't get a hold of her, so we figure we'll be able to handle it with who we have. Then she asks me about one of the other temp help who everyone's been complaining about. I tell her about what happened last night, and she decided that she's going to fire him come Monday, I just can't tell anyone. I successfully kept it a secret today, so there's no worry there.
Anyway, this person, Will, comes in at 8:30, and starts to be a pain in the a** as soon as he comes in. Not even a half hour into his shift he asks to go on a cigarette break. I bitched at him because he's not supposed to have one, and he whined, so I let him have the ONE because there wasn't anyone in the store at the time. He comes back in and then things start to pick up. He is supposed to be manning the first register, while I walk the floor and help customers. Instead, he walks the floor and whines when I ask him to man the register. Me, trying not to be an a*****e, just let him whine and handle the register. Better to let someone who can do their job do it than let a whining ******** do it. This goes on until a little after 11 when my next help, Dianne, comes in. I have her take over a bit for me while I ran to the bank to get some extra change for the registers. Didn't want to run out or anything. I get back in about 10 minutes, and things are really busy. Dianne complains to me about how much Will is bothering her, and TOUCHING her, and I tell her that I know, and that it's being noted and documented. Then she starts to complain about not feeling well. I wasn't feel really well either, I just about passed out a few times while working, but I kept pushing, and the energy drinks were really helping. Manager calls to ask how things are going and I tell her what's going on. She asks about Will and I tell her he's been nothing but a pain in the a**, and she asks to talk to him. I don't know what went on, but he stopped being a pain in the a**. I assume she gave him the news. Noon rolls around and the next temp help rolls in and starts on register 2. His help was needed. Unfortunately, Dianne started throwing up. She kept having to go back to the bathroom, and that left me to help customers on the floor while Will and Jaime (the noon guy) on the registers. I started to get overwhelmed, because too many people were in the store for me to handle, and I needed to start restocking. I called the next two people scheduled and asked them if they would mind coming in early, because Dianne was too sick to stay and Will was to leave at 1. Steve, one of the permanent help people, comes in 2 hours early to help. Dianne goes home (with the manager's permission) and Will leaves. We get a surprise gift of free pizza from our bosses, so at least we have some food. So that leaves Jaime, Steve and myself to work, and things are just getting busier. More than once I caught myself hyperventalating and dizzy because there were too many people in the store, and I was getting too tired to keep up. I got a few chances to go in the back and down a few pieces of pizza to keep me going. Jarek, the other permanent help person, came in on time and started help, giving me and Steve a chance to restock. We just did it as needed. At 3, my time to leave finally rolls around, and I left with no trouble.
God damn, that just sucked x.x
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 2:36 pm
;lajglahselaksejhglkasdjg;lasjgl;aksdhglkhdfl;as!
GODDDAMMIT! I HATE MY BOOBS!
Forwarning, if you don't want to hear about boobs, SKIP THIS.
So, greatgrandma decides she's gonna buy me my Christmas presents today. A new pair of jeans and a white bra, I desperately need both. No problem. We get the jeans, and they aren't greatly flattering. They make my a** look flat, which it is, but I had no choice.
Bra time.
We hit four stores before finally Catherines had three, count them, three!, bras in my size. A grand horrible 42DDD, or a 42F. ******** hell. F CUP!? Hate hate hate. One the sales ladies thought I was stuffing my bra and tried really hard not to come out and say it.
Finally, a nice polite girl about 21-22 came and helped me out. She wears the same bra size and she pointed out that my size is really an odd one so they don't have a lot in stock. And worse, she says, my size isn't stocked in very flattering bras. She warns me that the cups are.. guess.. cone shaped. So I try them on, and she's right. Bloody round pyramids hanging off my chest. Only one of the three fits okay, but she was so polite. Came back to check on me, and handed me a piece of paper with bra shops online. She said she knows what it's like, and that these sites will have specialty bras that will fit appropriately so that I don't look like Betty Page.
The bras I need, apparently, have three layers or something. They're designed to round me out. Happy times. I won't look like I'm smuggling Madonna's metal bra under my shirts anymore. But this does suck. I hate my boobs. I really ******** do. Big boobs are no good! F CUP?! ******** THAT. I might get a reduction, someday, when I can afford it mebbe. >>;
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 2:40 pm
Af Mas Worst day of work, ever. I swear. I had to get up at 5am to open the store. Needed to be there at 5:30 and we opened at 6am. I didn't get much sleep, so I picked up a couple energy drinks to give me a boost for during the day. I open the store at 6 as planned. Not a damn soul in the entire mall. So I go and restock some stuff, wipe down some shelving, straighten things up around the store. Make things look nice, ya know? A few people daring enough to come in early stop in, look for 2 seconds and leave. No big deal. Then it begins...I get a phone call from one of the temp people. He's really sick and can't come in. This already gets me in a bad mood, so I called the manager, who wasn't supposed to work today because of graduation, and let her know the situation. She gives me the number of the only other person who works there who wasn't scheduled and asks me to ask if she can come in and work for the guy who called in sick. We can't get a hold of her, so we figure we'll be able to handle it with who we have. Then she asks me about one of the other temp help who everyone's been complaining about. I tell her about what happened last night, and she decided that she's going to fire him come Monday, I just can't tell anyone. I successfully kept it a secret today, so there's no worry there. Anyway, this person, Will, comes in at 8:30, and starts to be a pain in the a** as soon as he comes in. Not even a half hour into his shift he asks to go on a cigarette break. I bitched at him because he's not supposed to have one, and he whined, so I let him have the ONE because there wasn't anyone in the store at the time. He comes back in and then things start to pick up. He is supposed to be manning the first register, while I walk the floor and help customers. Instead, he walks the floor and whines when I ask him to man the register. Me, trying not to be an a*****e, just let him whine and handle the register. Better to let someone who can do their job do it than let a whining ******** do it. This goes on until a little after 11 when my next help, Dianne, comes in. I have her take over a bit for me while I ran to the bank to get some extra change for the registers. Didn't want to run out or anything. I get back in about 10 minutes, and things are really busy. Dianne complains to me about how much Will is bothering her, and TOUCHING her, and I tell her that I know, and that it's being noted and documented. Then she starts to complain about not feeling well. I wasn't feel really well either, I just about passed out a few times while working, but I kept pushing, and the energy drinks were really helping. Manager calls to ask how things are going and I tell her what's going on. She asks about Will and I tell her he's been nothing but a pain in the a**, and she asks to talk to him. I don't know what went on, but he stopped being a pain in the a**. I assume she gave him the news. Noon rolls around and the next temp help rolls in and starts on register 2. His help was needed. Unfortunately, Dianne started throwing up. She kept having to go back to the bathroom, and that left me to help customers on the floor while Will and Jaime (the noon guy) on the registers. I started to get overwhelmed, because too many people were in the store for me to handle, and I needed to start restocking. I called the next two people scheduled and asked them if they would mind coming in early, because Dianne was too sick to stay and Will was to leave at 1. Steve, one of the permanent help people, comes in 2 hours early to help. Dianne goes home (with the manager's permission) and Will leaves. We get a surprise gift of free pizza from our bosses, so at least we have some food. So that leaves Jaime, Steve and myself to work, and things are just getting busier. More than once I caught myself hyperventalating and dizzy because there were too many people in the store, and I was getting too tired to keep up. I got a few chances to go in the back and down a few pieces of pizza to keep me going. Jarek, the other permanent help person, came in on time and started help, giving me and Steve a chance to restock. We just did it as needed. At 3, my time to leave finally rolls around, and I left with no trouble. God damn, that just sucked x.x Yuck, a very sucky day at work indeed. Hopefully next time will be better with more responsible coworkers!
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 3:27 pm
Leyla Giselle UglyCoyoteNG Leyla Giselle Sounds like everyone's havin issues... I just recieved a Christmas card from Rainey. Rainey, thank you so much for the card and extra money, it was really sweet of you, and I don't mind waiting for the quilt. You're my number one commissioner, and a good person. <3 I think Rainey should teach lessons to other people about good commisioning. >> Lol I agree. razz *smiles* no problem edit: i have another request thread in the art forum. if anyone needs money for christmas, i would suggest looking there
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 7:16 pm
I have just spent the last hour repairing a tap and replacing washers in several taps..... and I have more work to do crying
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:57 pm
I might have to quit my job because my dad doesn't want me to go into the military if they reinstate the draft. Little do they know that all I need say is that I'm gay and they'd never take me. Not in a million years. *laughs* It's sad, that I'm using being gay as an excuse to shirk military duty, but I don't care. I will never be in any of the armed forces. I don't want to go to war, and I just don't care about all that other s**t that people say about being a coward and not caring about your country. Bullshit. I care about my country by paying taxes and not being a burden to society. War is all a big pissing contest, and pride contributes a lot of it. I refuse to be part of a pissing contest. Let others go off and get killed. I will live, miserable, hated, but I'll still be alive. A sacrifice in time of war means nothing. Americans will always be free, war or no war.
I dunno what I'm spouting here. I'm tired. Night.
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 9:57 pm
Sheol Zone ;lajglahselaksejhglkasdjg;lasjgl;aksdhglkhdfl;as!
GODDDAMMIT! I HATE MY BOOBS!
Forwarning, if you don't want to hear about boobs, SKIP THIS.
So, greatgrandma decides she's gonna buy me my Christmas presents today. A new pair of jeans and a white bra, I desperately need both. No problem. We get the jeans, and they aren't greatly flattering. They make my a** look flat, which it is, but I had no choice.
Bra time.
We hit four stores before finally Catherines had three, count them, three!, bras in my size. A grand horrible 42DDD, or a 42F. ******** hell. F CUP!? Hate hate hate. One the sales ladies thought I was stuffing my bra and tried really hard not to come out and say it.
Finally, a nice polite girl about 21-22 came and helped me out. She wears the same bra size and she pointed out that my size is really an odd one so they don't have a lot in stock. And worse, she says, my size isn't stocked in very flattering bras. She warns me that the cups are.. guess.. cone shaped. So I try them on, and she's right. Bloody round pyramids hanging off my chest. Only one of the three fits okay, but she was so polite. Came back to check on me, and handed me a piece of paper with bra shops online. She said she knows what it's like, and that these sites will have specialty bras that will fit appropriately so that I don't look like Betty Page.
The bras I need, apparently, have three layers or something. They're designed to round me out. Happy times. I won't look like I'm smuggling Madonna's metal bra under my shirts anymore. But this does suck. I hate my boobs. I really ******** do. Big boobs are no good! F CUP?! ******** THAT. I might get a reduction, someday, when I can afford it mebbe. >>; If it makes you feel any better, I kinda know how you feel. Even if you weren't that big, there'd still be a chance you'd be an "odd size." I swear, there's hardly anything in my size. I have no clue why, but I had to do lots of digging to find something that would fit me, because everything was either too small or too big. x_X;
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Posted: Sat Dec 16, 2006 10:54 pm
Ng is about to go pick up Sheol from the bus stop at..oh,what, 11:50 PM. lol. wtf. e_e
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:43 am
ahh..crap..someone tried to im me on aim and I think I accidently hit "reject" instead of "accept"..>.<..I bet they think I'm rude now. I didn't catch the sn so I can't im them.
what does one do when something like this happens? >.<
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Posted: Sun Dec 17, 2006 12:58 am
Kakarotto-san ahh..crap..someone tried to im me on aim and I think I accidently hit "reject" instead of "accept"..>.<..I bet they think I'm rude now. I didn't catch the sn so I can't im them. what does one do when something like this happens? >.< Shrug it off and move on. If they really want to talk to you they'll try again.
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