In which they're just vowels and consonants until they actually mean something....
Have you ever thought that words are just letters? Vowels and consonants that have definitions according to Webster but they, by themselves, don't mean anything at all? I made myself believe that that for two weeks.
Back story [Experiences of a main character taking place prior to the main action, which contribute to character motivations and reactions]
Do you remember the television show in the 80's My Two Dads? This young girl had two dads. She loved them equally as much even though they were complete opposite personalities. I didn't have 2 men who could possibly be my biological father, but I had two dads all the same. My biological dad was never close to me. He was a military man and didn't quite know how to relate to a young female. Not to fault him, he has tried to make up and get to know me as an adult. I love him for that. I had another man step in when I needed him. He wasn't required to be my dad, he wanted to be my dad.
In the beginning, it was not rainbows and sunshine. Far from it. I had lost trust in men. (A story too long to get into so we will leave it at that for now) I felt it was my duty to push this guy as far as I could to see just what would break him.
Sunday, November 22, 2009
So much...
In which I try to catch you up with several brief updates....
There was a trip to the hospital. My son twisted or pulled his neck trying some acrobatics on the trampoline. There were people taking their influenza on walks around the Emergency Room so the masks were a defense. He was fine so no worries.

I still have a job that is less than enjoyable
There was a trip to the hospital. My son twisted or pulled his neck trying some acrobatics on the trampoline. There were people taking their influenza on walks around the Emergency Room so the masks were a defense. He was fine so no worries.
I still have a job that is less than enjoyable
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Thursday, October 22, 2009
One more thing
In which I am a total nerd....
My new toon on WoW. I heart her! She is little now, but when she gets bigger she will be awesome!!!

My new toon on WoW. I heart her! She is little now, but when she gets bigger she will be awesome!!!
My grrr face....In writing
In which I don't blog because I don't want to bitch and rant....
Update: Work sucks.
That is all.
Also, I would give you pictures, but camera phones are prohibited. Use of them will result in disciplinary action. What they mean by disciplinary action is termination.
Furthermore, I should take a picture of the DOS based billing program so I can collect unemployment.
P.S. I have applied to three jobs this week hoping to get ANYTHING that generates an income.
Update: Work sucks.
That is all.
Also, I would give you pictures, but camera phones are prohibited. Use of them will result in disciplinary action. What they mean by disciplinary action is termination.
Furthermore, I should take a picture of the DOS based billing program so I can collect unemployment.
P.S. I have applied to three jobs this week hoping to get ANYTHING that generates an income.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Big Girl Panties
In which I do not title this entry until I'm done writing it.
I have been in training for the past three weeks. *yawn* I'm fairly certain my capacity for new information to be retained, reached its' limit by week 2. Awesome. I know. It isn't that it is difficult. It's pretty elementary. What is the issue, you ask? I will gladly tell you, my friends. I. Do. Not. Like. Sales. Not even a little bit. I'm not in sales. However, I am required to upsell. Did you hear me? I'm REQUIRED to upsell on every call. Naturally, I want to rebel. If it were just me, I would have taken the temporary job for $12.75 per hour and eat bologna sandwiches (without the bread) for a few months while I searched for another job. I, however, have offspring and need to provide not only the bologna but also the bread, the mustard, the pickles, the mayonnaise, the soup, the cheese, the juice.... You get the picture. Ugh. I decided to suck it up and do the job until I find something I love again. It's hard to be an adult! Just saying.
I have been in training for the past three weeks. *yawn* I'm fairly certain my capacity for new information to be retained, reached its' limit by week 2. Awesome. I know. It isn't that it is difficult. It's pretty elementary. What is the issue, you ask? I will gladly tell you, my friends. I. Do. Not. Like. Sales. Not even a little bit. I'm not in sales. However, I am required to upsell. Did you hear me? I'm REQUIRED to upsell on every call. Naturally, I want to rebel. If it were just me, I would have taken the temporary job for $12.75 per hour and eat bologna sandwiches (without the bread) for a few months while I searched for another job. I, however, have offspring and need to provide not only the bologna but also the bread, the mustard, the pickles, the mayonnaise, the soup, the cheese, the juice.... You get the picture. Ugh. I decided to suck it up and do the job until I find something I love again. It's hard to be an adult! Just saying.
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