innerslytherin: (write - call this working)
Time to jump-start my DW account! I'm making the move. *sigh* I miss the good old days of LJ, but those days have been gone for so long now. The problem is, my friends didn't move en-mass to any one location, so I have a bunch on Facebook (bane of my existence), some on Tumblr, some on Twitter, and some here at DreamWidth. I guess it's time to make some more friends! :D

I'm not very good at regular journaling anymore, but I'm going to try to default to DW instead of FB. Fandom was always a huge part of my LJ existence, and I know that's partly why I've dropped off the regular posting. I'm not active in Harry Potter fandom or Criminal Minds fandom anymore. I'm only semi-active in The 100 fandom, and that's more writing fic than reading it. And since I'm neither a Clexa stan nor a Bellarke shipper (I'm a slasher and fringe-shipper), I tend to avoid that fandom on Tumblr.

ANYWAY. :D

Hello to any new DW friends! I'm a huge nut for Tolkien's writing, I also love Elizabeth Moon's Paksenarrion books, Narnia, Prydain, The Dark is Rising, Robin McKinley's books... I'm trying to read a bunch of #OwnVoices books this year, mostly in the speculative fiction genre, but I also love YA books. I'm a casual gamer--I play Skyrim and World of Warcraft, and also have an in-person Pathfinder group that plays monthly. I'm pretty much a "hit-it-hard-with-a-sword" kind of gamer.

I have three cats: Eowyn, Strider, and Eustace Clarence Scrubb (who probably doesn't deserve that). I'm 40, I'm single and was terribly relieved last year when I realized I'm not weird, I'm just aromantic. I enjoy romance in fiction, but am allergic to it in real life. Ew.

I work at a museum and love it, even though it means I'm broke most of the time. I'm also an indie author and have published epic and urban fantasy, and am currently at work on the next in my epic series. I also have a story coming out in a specfic anthology about horses later this summer.

I grew up evangelical and Republican but I got better. I now refer to myself as a red-letter Christian, in that I believe Christianity is meant to be a true reflection of what Jesus said and did--love your neighbor, feed the hungry, care for the sick, help the poor, etc. I have lots of friends who are not Christians, and I think those friends have made me a better person as well as (hopefully) a way less annoying Christian. :D

I'm a huge history nerd, particularly medieval studies and the US Civil War. I love hiking and bird watching. I dabble in nature photography. I still like Pokemon Go even though I never played the older versions.

I grew up in Indiana, and yes, we do call ourselves Hoosiers. Not all of us are Mike Pence fans, either. I aspire to live somewhere without winter, hopefully Austin, Texas.

Oh yeah, and I'm an expressive, so despite being an introvert, I tend to just throw my opinions and feelings out there for people. Congratulations, you may now know more about me than you wanted to! :D

Now I need to go buy a paid DW account and port over all the icons I'm used to having. LOL
innerslytherin: (act her age)
Although not yet, really. That's just one of my favorite U2 songs (out of many!). :D

I turn 40 in a little over a week. Honestly I'd been sort of dreading it. I loved turning 30, especially since I'd gotten my quarter-life crisis out of the way at 25 (I was supposed to be published and a famous writer by then, come on!). But for some reason, 40 felt old.

Oddly, someone on Twitter changed my mind on that, simply by sharing a link to a study that proves people are happiest in their 40s.

Okay, then. Bring it on!

I'm ready for 40. I'm publishing another novel this week, and even though self-publishing (or, as I like to call it, indie publishing, because I do hire some people to do the things I can't do myself) is not yet considered quite as...hrm, legitimate... as traditional publishing, it is actually a great deal more lucrative. My novels are starting to pay for things. Not big things, nothing like a car payment or letting me quit my job. But they're paying for my web hosting, for my email newsletter service. This month, for a Wordpress plugin I use on my website (in very good timing).

I'm in pretty good health. I did a Whole 18 last month (it was supposed to be a Whole 30, but 10 days in I got a wretched ketosis rash and on Day 19 I Couldn't Handle It Anymore and started eating bread again. Thank God for carbs, the rash is almost gone again.) so I've done some diet analysis and have learned that dairy definitely triggers IBS, and high fructose corn syrup is another likely culprit. How lucky for me that high fructose corn syrup is in everything! <end sarcastic voice> As a result, I've started really reading labels and rejecting stuff that isn't naturally sweetened, either with sugar or stevia, or stuff that is completely unsweetened, like black and green tea.

I've been using the Bullet Journal system for my tasks and such since March of 2014, but this summer my BuJo system, in combination with a bump of my Zoloft from 50 to 100, has really made me much more productive, calm, and happy.

I decided to try Project 333 (wear only 33 pieces of clothing for 3 months) this fall, which isn't much of a challenge because I'd Konmaried my clothes over the winter anyway, so my closet and dresser are way emptier than they used to be. But almost every piece of clothing I have brings me joy. Some of them are just necessary because I live in Indiana, and you need to layer in the winter, but most of them please me mightily.

I am still deeply in debt, and that isn't getting much better, thanks to my job paying less than $10. But I still love my job almost every day I'm at it, and I feel fulfilled in a way that no job before every allowed me to feel. I definitely consider that worth the trade-off, even if it means I am juggling credit card balances hoping Sallie Mae keeps granting me forbearances on my crippling student loans.

I'm working my way through Your Best Year 2017 in the hopes that it will help me develop an an actual business and marketing plan for my writing. This, in turn, should alleviate the financial situation somewhat, and will hopefully allow me to quit my second job (which doesn't really suck but a. isn't my passion, and b. takes another day away from writing) and write more.

Anyway. There's a big life dump for you all, since I'm bad at regular posts. I miss LJ the way it used to be. I still read it, but the community isn't what it used to be.
innerslytherin: (cm - spencer yay!)
Went shopping with the best friend yesterday, and was so excited. She had a $25 of $75 or more coupon and I found TWO of the particular kind of tank top that I was looking for, AND a shirt almost exactly like my Dodo Phyl used to have (yes, my grandmother was a stylin' lady) so I bought those and a pair of Prentiss-worthy sunglasses and spent just over $50 on all of them. Woohoo! AND - the best part is, I was able to resist that utterly adorable Reid-like-but-in-a-girly-way green sweater that was calling my name at AT Loft, because while $40 isn't really too much to spend on a sweater, it is when I still don't have a lot of money. Plus I'll bet that green is a seasonal colour, so maybe l can pop in to see [livejournal.com profile] killer_the_cat at work and see if they have any similar sweaters for cheaper. ^_~

We also went to eat at Friday's, but it turned out Friday's had just had a kitchen fire, so we got free appetizer coupons and then ended up at Applebee's. My one disappointment was that I couldn't find Criminal Minds Season 1 on DVD, which was my other goal for the evening.

Now today, I would just like to say that I know I put my Photoshop CD somewhere safe where I would never lose it. I've gotta stop doing that, because every time I put something somewhere safe, I end up forgetting where I thought it would be safe. *headdesk*

Oh! Also, [livejournal.com profile] imkalena, I got your envelope in the mail this week! Now that I have a working disc burner, I shall be sending you something soon, as well. ^_~
innerslytherin: (cm - spencer yay!)
Went shopping with the best friend yesterday, and was so excited. She had a $25 of $75 or more coupon and I found TWO of the particular kind of tank top that I was looking for, AND a shirt almost exactly like my Dodo Phyl used to have (yes, my grandmother was a stylin' lady) so I bought those and a pair of Prentiss-worthy sunglasses and spent just over $50 on all of them. Woohoo! AND - the best part is, I was able to resist that utterly adorable Reid-like-but-in-a-girly-way green sweater that was calling my name at AT Loft, because while $40 isn't really too much to spend on a sweater, it is when I still don't have a lot of money. Plus I'll bet that green is a seasonal colour, so maybe l can pop in to see [livejournal.com profile] killer_the_cat at work and see if they have any similar sweaters for cheaper. ^_~

We also went to eat at Friday's, but it turned out Friday's had just had a kitchen fire, so we got free appetizer coupons and then ended up at Applebee's. My one disappointment was that I couldn't find Criminal Minds Season 1 on DVD, which was my other goal for the evening.

Now today, I would just like to say that I know I put my Photoshop CD somewhere safe where I would never lose it. I've gotta stop doing that, because every time I put something somewhere safe, I end up forgetting where I thought it would be safe. *headdesk*

Oh! Also, [livejournal.com profile] imkalena, I got your envelope in the mail this week! Now that I have a working disc burner, I shall be sending you something soon, as well. ^_~

Blah

Oct. 23rd, 2007 10:18 am
innerslytherin: (autumn fox)
Man, I am so tired this morning. I went to bed early, though I did read in bed for a while. But I'm not sure I slept well. I'm utterly exhausted today, and the weather made it dreadfully hard to get out of bed. It's cool, blustery, and rainy, and now it's dark when I'm leaving for work, which makes it even less appealing to get up.

I just reread Pocketwitch's Snupin fics. I really love those fics. One of them is the sort that makes me smile with giddy glee at the end. Aren't those the best sort?

My Pervy Werewolf fic has a problem. It's not very pervy. >.> I'm not sure yet what to do about this.

A--- stopped by yesterday and told me she's coming back to work on 5 November. The interesting part is that no one here has told me that, or said anything else about it. Are they just going to come to my cube on the 2nd and say, "Oh, by the way, we're done with you"? *snort* No word yet on the position here I applied for, or the outside job. Though since the outside job is with federal government, there's no telling how long that will take.

Stupid heart is pounding again today. I overheard one of our HR people talking about how someone on the production floor was going to have to wear a heart monitor, so I showed them mine so they'd have an idea what it was like. Every time I call the place to transmit recordings, they remind me what day I take this off. I'm like, dude, I've got over three weeks left. You don't have to tell me yet.

I haven't got anything too interesting to say. I've been feeling sort of blah all week. As much as I love autumn, and enjoy NaNoWriMo, I always end up getting depressed at right about this point in the year. And this year it's worse. *sigh*

Blah

Oct. 23rd, 2007 10:18 am
innerslytherin: (autumn fox)
Man, I am so tired this morning. I went to bed early, though I did read in bed for a while. But I'm not sure I slept well. I'm utterly exhausted today, and the weather made it dreadfully hard to get out of bed. It's cool, blustery, and rainy, and now it's dark when I'm leaving for work, which makes it even less appealing to get up.

I just reread Pocketwitch's Snupin fics. I really love those fics. One of them is the sort that makes me smile with giddy glee at the end. Aren't those the best sort?

My Pervy Werewolf fic has a problem. It's not very pervy. >.> I'm not sure yet what to do about this.

A--- stopped by yesterday and told me she's coming back to work on 5 November. The interesting part is that no one here has told me that, or said anything else about it. Are they just going to come to my cube on the 2nd and say, "Oh, by the way, we're done with you"? *snort* No word yet on the position here I applied for, or the outside job. Though since the outside job is with federal government, there's no telling how long that will take.

Stupid heart is pounding again today. I overheard one of our HR people talking about how someone on the production floor was going to have to wear a heart monitor, so I showed them mine so they'd have an idea what it was like. Every time I call the place to transmit recordings, they remind me what day I take this off. I'm like, dude, I've got over three weeks left. You don't have to tell me yet.

I haven't got anything too interesting to say. I've been feeling sort of blah all week. As much as I love autumn, and enjoy NaNoWriMo, I always end up getting depressed at right about this point in the year. And this year it's worse. *sigh*
innerslytherin: (ncis - tired of the world)
I shouldn't probably be this tired on a Monday morning, eh?

Saturday not much happened. Went to the hardware store with Mom & Dad, and they were both feeling bad (Dad is still not recovered from being ill like three weeks ago). We stopped at Blockbuster for some movies, went home, watched Hot Fuzz, and then I got online for a while.

Yesterday woke up with horrible headache. Went back to bed, got up around noon. Mom and I were going to go to the hardware store (again) because Dad's farming cousins hit our mailbox with the combine and utterly destroyed it. We got ready, loaded stuff in the truck, and...I couldn't get the truck started. Despite that we'd been driving it all weekend.

We managed to jump it off my car, but as Mom and I headed to town to get the battery replaced, I noticed a weird, high-pitched whining sound that changed pitch every time the transmission shifted. This was something new, and I needed to get my sunglasses anyway, so we turned around and headed back home (we were abut half a mile away, no biggie). When I stopped, all the instrument panel lights came on, and I said, "Nope, we're not driving this today. This is an electrical problem, not battery."

Dad and I drove the truck around for a bit so he could listen to the noise, though the lights never did that again. We got home, he turned the truck off, and immediately it wouldn't start again. It was holding a charge, though, because the radio would come on and stay on.

At that point [livejournal.com profile] thesnapelyone called and we decided to go hiking. Dad went inside and discovered the power supply he'd replaced still wasn't working, so we worked on that for a bit. Thank God, we got the computer working properly again. (Did I neglect to tell the story of the power supply two weeks ago? After all that shit I went through with Dell where he was trying to buy a new computer, he got home from vacation, turned on his computer, and his power supply went up in smoke. LITERALLY. Anyway, it was still under warranty, so we got it replaced for free, aside from the $50 it cost him to ship the bad one back.)

Anyway. Mom and Dad took the truck up to leave it at the dealership while [livejournal.com profile] thesnapelyone and I went hiking at Shades. We had fun, though I ended up quite muddy thanks to low water. Yes, low water. I don't usually try to cross the stream at that point because it's usually about 8 inches deep there--but it just looked like it was a bit muddy. I sank in about four inches and ended up with mud splattered up my legs. Sometimes I think I'm more Gryffindor than I want to admit--I just barged ahead without really looking. *snort*

So this morning I had to get up earlier than usual and take Mom up to work so Dad could drive my car. Of course, Mom's car doesn't have dim lights, just bright ones, which I didn't realise. I swear, these people. And yet Dad, since he has a GM Mastercard with $3000 worth of points on it, insists on buying another Chevy. I tell you, I'm done with Chevy. Never again.

Now I'm halfway through a 32-oz Dr. Pepper and I just want to crawl back into bed. *sigh*

But hey! I have another installment of Redemption ready to go to beta, and I have my Pervy Werewolf fic in beta, and I just have Snupin Santa to finish and get to beta in the next week and a half, and then OMG NaNoWriMo starts! *holds head* Maybe I shouldn't look ahead...
innerslytherin: (ncis - tired of the world)
I shouldn't probably be this tired on a Monday morning, eh?

Saturday not much happened. Went to the hardware store with Mom & Dad, and they were both feeling bad (Dad is still not recovered from being ill like three weeks ago). We stopped at Blockbuster for some movies, went home, watched Hot Fuzz, and then I got online for a while.

Yesterday woke up with horrible headache. Went back to bed, got up around noon. Mom and I were going to go to the hardware store (again) because Dad's farming cousins hit our mailbox with the combine and utterly destroyed it. We got ready, loaded stuff in the truck, and...I couldn't get the truck started. Despite that we'd been driving it all weekend.

We managed to jump it off my car, but as Mom and I headed to town to get the battery replaced, I noticed a weird, high-pitched whining sound that changed pitch every time the transmission shifted. This was something new, and I needed to get my sunglasses anyway, so we turned around and headed back home (we were abut half a mile away, no biggie). When I stopped, all the instrument panel lights came on, and I said, "Nope, we're not driving this today. This is an electrical problem, not battery."

Dad and I drove the truck around for a bit so he could listen to the noise, though the lights never did that again. We got home, he turned the truck off, and immediately it wouldn't start again. It was holding a charge, though, because the radio would come on and stay on.

At that point [livejournal.com profile] thesnapelyone called and we decided to go hiking. Dad went inside and discovered the power supply he'd replaced still wasn't working, so we worked on that for a bit. Thank God, we got the computer working properly again. (Did I neglect to tell the story of the power supply two weeks ago? After all that shit I went through with Dell where he was trying to buy a new computer, he got home from vacation, turned on his computer, and his power supply went up in smoke. LITERALLY. Anyway, it was still under warranty, so we got it replaced for free, aside from the $50 it cost him to ship the bad one back.)

Anyway. Mom and Dad took the truck up to leave it at the dealership while [livejournal.com profile] thesnapelyone and I went hiking at Shades. We had fun, though I ended up quite muddy thanks to low water. Yes, low water. I don't usually try to cross the stream at that point because it's usually about 8 inches deep there--but it just looked like it was a bit muddy. I sank in about four inches and ended up with mud splattered up my legs. Sometimes I think I'm more Gryffindor than I want to admit--I just barged ahead without really looking. *snort*

So this morning I had to get up earlier than usual and take Mom up to work so Dad could drive my car. Of course, Mom's car doesn't have dim lights, just bright ones, which I didn't realise. I swear, these people. And yet Dad, since he has a GM Mastercard with $3000 worth of points on it, insists on buying another Chevy. I tell you, I'm done with Chevy. Never again.

Now I'm halfway through a 32-oz Dr. Pepper and I just want to crawl back into bed. *sigh*

But hey! I have another installment of Redemption ready to go to beta, and I have my Pervy Werewolf fic in beta, and I just have Snupin Santa to finish and get to beta in the next week and a half, and then OMG NaNoWriMo starts! *holds head* Maybe I shouldn't look ahead...
innerslytherin: (ncis - who's crazy now)
Today I was lying in bed around 8 am, asleep and dreaming.  In my dream, my mother had just said, "Will you get that?" of the telephone.  In the real world, our telephone began ringing. (cue spooky music)

I jumped out of bed, startled from sleep, and ran smack into the end of the door.

So I fell down, utterly stunned, one toe and one knee feeling afire, and my hip and elbow none too pleased to have just taken enough weight to create a HUGE thud that must have resounded through the house.  (Okay, I weigh 140, but seriously, that much weight with that much momentum?  THUD!)

The phone rang happily on, unaware of the fact that I was lying stunned on the floor and wondering if all my pieces were attached and if I could get up.

My eventual first attempt to get up stupidly involved putting weight on that elbow that had just kept my head from smacking the floor.  I whimpered and decided to lie there a while longer.

When I did manage to get up, I limped downstairs to the bathroom for first aid supplies, because by toe was bleeding.  Because I was still rather in shock, I peed before taking down the first aid kit.  Then I dabbed triple antibiotic ointment on my toe where the door had taken all the skin off the top, wrapped a bandaid around it, and then went in search of ice for my elbow, which was already turning purple.  Then I hobbled back upstairs and collapsed on the bed with my elbow propped on the ice pack.

Oddly enough, I don't think the hip is going to bruise at all.  But my toe still hurts quite a lot, and the elbow won't be leaning on any tables for a long time.
innerslytherin: (ncis - who's crazy now)
Today I was lying in bed around 8 am, asleep and dreaming.  In my dream, my mother had just said, "Will you get that?" of the telephone.  In the real world, our telephone began ringing. (cue spooky music)

I jumped out of bed, startled from sleep, and ran smack into the end of the door.

So I fell down, utterly stunned, one toe and one knee feeling afire, and my hip and elbow none too pleased to have just taken enough weight to create a HUGE thud that must have resounded through the house.  (Okay, I weigh 140, but seriously, that much weight with that much momentum?  THUD!)

The phone rang happily on, unaware of the fact that I was lying stunned on the floor and wondering if all my pieces were attached and if I could get up.

My eventual first attempt to get up stupidly involved putting weight on that elbow that had just kept my head from smacking the floor.  I whimpered and decided to lie there a while longer.

When I did manage to get up, I limped downstairs to the bathroom for first aid supplies, because by toe was bleeding.  Because I was still rather in shock, I peed before taking down the first aid kit.  Then I dabbed triple antibiotic ointment on my toe where the door had taken all the skin off the top, wrapped a bandaid around it, and then went in search of ice for my elbow, which was already turning purple.  Then I hobbled back upstairs and collapsed on the bed with my elbow propped on the ice pack.

Oddly enough, I don't think the hip is going to bruise at all.  But my toe still hurts quite a lot, and the elbow won't be leaning on any tables for a long time.
innerslytherin: (bloodquill)
So I have some job testing Thursday morning, and an interview Tuesday morning.  Yay!  I also found out that Purdue doesn't do clerical testing anymore, so that's not what's keeping them from hiring me.  I apparently just suck. *G*  I got not one but TWO letters today thanking me for applying for jobs and informing me other candidates were selected.  I think I prefer the letters to the personal phone call I got from the church, though I also just wasn't in the mood to cry over them today because SIA is looking good.  The whole time I was in filling out my application they were calling people for hire.  They really aren't getting enough applicants there.

On the bad side of things, apparently either when my grandmother had pneumoniain 2003 or when she broke her hip a couple of years ago, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and no one told Dad or his brother.  They were told it was just dementia, sans Alzheimer's.  Dad just found out yesterday that Alzheimer's is in her medical charts.  Of course the good part of that is that her health insurance WILL cover moving her into an assisted living place, now, where with dementia there was the chance that it wouldn't.

For more on Gedna, the Christmas post, my birthday post,
innerslytherin: (bloodquill)
So I have some job testing Thursday morning, and an interview Tuesday morning.  Yay!  I also found out that Purdue doesn't do clerical testing anymore, so that's not what's keeping them from hiring me.  I apparently just suck. *G*  I got not one but TWO letters today thanking me for applying for jobs and informing me other candidates were selected.  I think I prefer the letters to the personal phone call I got from the church, though I also just wasn't in the mood to cry over them today because SIA is looking good.  The whole time I was in filling out my application they were calling people for hire.  They really aren't getting enough applicants there.

On the bad side of things, apparently either when my grandmother had pneumoniain 2003 or when she broke her hip a couple of years ago, she was diagnosed with Alzheimer's and no one told Dad or his brother.  They were told it was just dementia, sans Alzheimer's.  Dad just found out yesterday that Alzheimer's is in her medical charts.  Of course the good part of that is that her health insurance WILL cover moving her into an assisted living place, now, where with dementia there was the chance that it wouldn't.

For more on Gedna, the Christmas post, my birthday post,
innerslytherin: (angst)
Or that Friday is OVER, rather.

For those of you who can't hear voice posts, I had a crappy day.  The loop guys showed up at 8:30 this morning to finish off the Geothermal stuff, and I was NOT dressed, because Dan (the local installation guy) was supposed to be letting them in.  They didn't call him, though, so he wasn't here.  Then I stretched wrong and hurt my neck, nothing big but it's like having a stiff neck.  Then, here's the kicker: my right front tire blew out on the way to work.  But I didn't realise immediately that's what it was, because the steering wasn't affected and I didn't hear it over my music.  When I did notice the noise over my music, it was only doing it when I accelerated. So I thought at first it was engine trouble.  Not happy about that.  But when I pulled off on a gravel road, I realised it was just a tire that I'd blown and then sliced to ribbons by driving probably at least a mile on it.

I had got all the way to being greasy and dusty and having the lug nuts loosened when one of the MANY passers-by finally stopped and offered to help.  Now, okay, I am proud of the fact that I can change a tire, but I am never going to turn down help, and I think it's sad when no one at all stops, you know?  So anyway, he was a really nice guy, and he did it faster than I probably would have.

$600 later I have four new tires and a nice alignment.  I knew I was getting to the end of the tread life on these tires, and I hated the way the car handled on wet pavement.  But even with the $100 rebate, I'm not happy about having to ask my parents for all that money to put tires on the car.  I am getting more and more desperate to get a full-time job with benefits and better pay.  My credit cards are nearly maxed out again, after JUST getting them all but one paid down.

To make my day THAT MUCH better, I also screwed up and gave a $545 sale to the wrong associate, and then at 8:45 we got slammed with customers, and we didn't get them all out the door until 9:10.  Ugh.

Where's the Captain when you need him?
innerslytherin: (angst)
Or that Friday is OVER, rather.

For those of you who can't hear voice posts, I had a crappy day.  The loop guys showed up at 8:30 this morning to finish off the Geothermal stuff, and I was NOT dressed, because Dan (the local installation guy) was supposed to be letting them in.  They didn't call him, though, so he wasn't here.  Then I stretched wrong and hurt my neck, nothing big but it's like having a stiff neck.  Then, here's the kicker: my right front tire blew out on the way to work.  But I didn't realise immediately that's what it was, because the steering wasn't affected and I didn't hear it over my music.  When I did notice the noise over my music, it was only doing it when I accelerated. So I thought at first it was engine trouble.  Not happy about that.  But when I pulled off on a gravel road, I realised it was just a tire that I'd blown and then sliced to ribbons by driving probably at least a mile on it.

I had got all the way to being greasy and dusty and having the lug nuts loosened when one of the MANY passers-by finally stopped and offered to help.  Now, okay, I am proud of the fact that I can change a tire, but I am never going to turn down help, and I think it's sad when no one at all stops, you know?  So anyway, he was a really nice guy, and he did it faster than I probably would have.

$600 later I have four new tires and a nice alignment.  I knew I was getting to the end of the tread life on these tires, and I hated the way the car handled on wet pavement.  But even with the $100 rebate, I'm not happy about having to ask my parents for all that money to put tires on the car.  I am getting more and more desperate to get a full-time job with benefits and better pay.  My credit cards are nearly maxed out again, after JUST getting them all but one paid down.

To make my day THAT MUCH better, I also screwed up and gave a $545 sale to the wrong associate, and then at 8:45 we got slammed with customers, and we didn't get them all out the door until 9:10.  Ugh.

Where's the Captain when you need him?

Ah weddings

Jun. 9th, 2007 11:14 am
innerslytherin: (eowyn)
A girl who was in the first youth group I chaperoned is getting married today.  It's an outdoor wedding on her family's farm, first time I've been to one of those.  I have the perfect dress, thanks to my job, but I find myself wishing I had the perfect hat.  I just watched Four Weddings and a Funeral this week. *snerk*  Of course, my mum does have the perfect hat for her dress, so.

I've had a sore throat the past two days.  I hope it's related to allergies and not to an impending cold.

It's the perfect day for lounging about in bed, 67 and breezy with sun, so I lounged about until 10:30 despite being somewhat awake.  Unfortunately I'm not at all sure 67 and breezy is quite perfect for an outdoor wedding.  I'm hoping for another 8 degrees or so by the time we get there.  Good lord, I need to get ready, we should be leaving in an hour or less.

Ah weddings

Jun. 9th, 2007 11:14 am
innerslytherin: (eowyn)
A girl who was in the first youth group I chaperoned is getting married today.  It's an outdoor wedding on her family's farm, first time I've been to one of those.  I have the perfect dress, thanks to my job, but I find myself wishing I had the perfect hat.  I just watched Four Weddings and a Funeral this week. *snerk*  Of course, my mum does have the perfect hat for her dress, so.

I've had a sore throat the past two days.  I hope it's related to allergies and not to an impending cold.

It's the perfect day for lounging about in bed, 67 and breezy with sun, so I lounged about until 10:30 despite being somewhat awake.  Unfortunately I'm not at all sure 67 and breezy is quite perfect for an outdoor wedding.  I'm hoping for another 8 degrees or so by the time we get there.  Good lord, I need to get ready, we should be leaving in an hour or less.

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