I feel threatened. I feel like I do not have a job anymore. I have been busting my hump to meet unrealistic expectancy. I have been busting my hump to follow rules that make my work not meet expectancy.
There are many things that do not make sense. I would say what I feel but I cannot. What a way to support the economy to threaten people who work for you. What a way to support the economy for those who want everything for free and get angry when you face the consequences.
Bad things are going on because people were irresponsible. I am so fed up with it. The people who were irresponsible should pay, not people like me.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Need Something Pleasant To Speak Of
My boyfriend is applying for one job after another. My job is being threatened because my numbers are average. I am sick as a dog. Leslie is moving out in a matter of days. I can't keep animals under control.
The good news is, we have captured about three cats. None have been trapped today. The black and white cat keeps tripping the trap no thanks to Echo and no thanks to Dan.
I have to put another ad in the paper. I am about ready to get rid of Dan. He will pay rent ahead of time. Face it, he is still a mooch. A big sloppy mooch. I am positive that if I keep buying the toilet paper I will be the only one contributing. Dan had asked Leslie to chip in when she had already been buying some. He keeps mentioning he bought tp like he is the special toilet paper person. The STPP.
Paul has decided to hide tp that we buy in the bedroom. It has got to the point that a new case has to be bought every day. It's insane. More started to get used since Dan moved in. We are even hiding our towels because we are positive that he uses them when there is no toilet paper. I have no doubt in my mind this may have been the culprit for the nasty cold that we have. He is also always peeing on the toilet and not in it.
I need to hurry and find a new room mate to occupy the other room. Dan seems to be invading the territory. He doesn't have a job and he is home all day doing schooling. He has been hassling Paul about letting the dogs out. Have you not had enough of the escape artists? The dogs are my responsibility. What is he? The dog police?
Today, Dan let Frank out. He didn't even let Paul know. Then he just up and left. Paul didn't know until he was about to leave. I wouldn't mind if he did let someone know. I wouldn't mind if he let Echo out as long as it was supervised. Paul is getting tired of Dan. He walked in and out of the house and leaves a big muddy mess.
Time to set up a family meeting. People need to start getting along and possibly stay out of the way. There are some things that you should mind your own business on and if something looks like it should be done just do it.
The good news is, we have captured about three cats. None have been trapped today. The black and white cat keeps tripping the trap no thanks to Echo and no thanks to Dan.
I have to put another ad in the paper. I am about ready to get rid of Dan. He will pay rent ahead of time. Face it, he is still a mooch. A big sloppy mooch. I am positive that if I keep buying the toilet paper I will be the only one contributing. Dan had asked Leslie to chip in when she had already been buying some. He keeps mentioning he bought tp like he is the special toilet paper person. The STPP.
Paul has decided to hide tp that we buy in the bedroom. It has got to the point that a new case has to be bought every day. It's insane. More started to get used since Dan moved in. We are even hiding our towels because we are positive that he uses them when there is no toilet paper. I have no doubt in my mind this may have been the culprit for the nasty cold that we have. He is also always peeing on the toilet and not in it.
I need to hurry and find a new room mate to occupy the other room. Dan seems to be invading the territory. He doesn't have a job and he is home all day doing schooling. He has been hassling Paul about letting the dogs out. Have you not had enough of the escape artists? The dogs are my responsibility. What is he? The dog police?
Today, Dan let Frank out. He didn't even let Paul know. Then he just up and left. Paul didn't know until he was about to leave. I wouldn't mind if he did let someone know. I wouldn't mind if he let Echo out as long as it was supervised. Paul is getting tired of Dan. He walked in and out of the house and leaves a big muddy mess.
Time to set up a family meeting. People need to start getting along and possibly stay out of the way. There are some things that you should mind your own business on and if something looks like it should be done just do it.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Frank's Birthday!
A year ago today was the day I adopted this uncertain schnauzer. Upon thinking I had permission to do so. Then the same prick said that I could not have him. Then we know how the story ends, I bailed on the jerk and live in my own humble abode.
Today was no celebration. Everyone is coughing up a lung. We had a cat to bring to the animal shelter again. We had to spend a couple hours sterilizing the house because the cat carried ring worms.
I am thinking that the neighbors are in no position to cry about their missing cat. I will gladly tell them I have captured their pet who was on my property and to pay for the bills that ring worms will cause. We set the trap again an wait.
Something else to my to do list is finding a way to discipline Echo. He keeps bolting for the front door. He has ran off three times already. It is very hard on a bunch of people with a horrible cold. Can't keep him outside and can't keep him in the house. In the crate he stays. He only goes out for some fresh air and some water.
Here is my poor Franky, sleeping in his newly sterile bed. I can't wait til I become a nuisance to my neighbor for the vanishing felines.
Today was no celebration. Everyone is coughing up a lung. We had a cat to bring to the animal shelter again. We had to spend a couple hours sterilizing the house because the cat carried ring worms.
I am thinking that the neighbors are in no position to cry about their missing cat. I will gladly tell them I have captured their pet who was on my property and to pay for the bills that ring worms will cause. We set the trap again an wait.
Something else to my to do list is finding a way to discipline Echo. He keeps bolting for the front door. He has ran off three times already. It is very hard on a bunch of people with a horrible cold. Can't keep him outside and can't keep him in the house. In the crate he stays. He only goes out for some fresh air and some water.
Here is my poor Franky, sleeping in his newly sterile bed. I can't wait til I become a nuisance to my neighbor for the vanishing felines.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Idiots
Right in the beginning I had told Paul that Echo needs a close eye on him at all times. At all times.
Paul had let the boys out for a short time. He came outside to a yard full of garbage. He said that it was for a short time. I said that I told him so.
To make things more fun. Paul had locked up the dogs before he left for a few minutes. He came back home and Echo was not in the room. Dan had let the dog out. Echo had continued to make a mess outside, he knocked down a couple trees I had been saving. He also got into the tuna in the cat trap and drug the trap everywhere. I nearly lost a trap that I had just purchased. Dan almost bought a new cage.
We had been locking the room. Paul had finally came to a decision to keep the room locked at all times.
Dan has been fighting a cold for a few weeks. He didn't let us know until a long time after. Right now we are suffering from the most awful cold ever. It hits hard and it hits fast.
I could not go to work yesterday. I was up coughing all night long through the morning. I have been taking everything possible and nothing seems to be working.
Tried cough suppressants, nasal decongestants, cough drops, Tylenol cold medicine. Noting is working. Cannot get to sleep or anything.
We slept until 4 and I took the initiative to get out of bed. I was wishing that the store would deliver. I tried to get in touch with folks to come bring us some stuff. The drive to the store made us feel a little better. I remembered why I quit shopping at Winco. There have been changes to the store. When I used to shop there I could not find anything that I needed. They did not carry Brita water filters and now they do. They never used to take debit cards and they do currently. All for a lower price without needing a membership card. Take that Joe Shmoe Albertsons! We have a copious amount of ice cream, soup, and cold medicine.
Today, I have a terrible sore throat. I hope everything is better by Wednesday.
Paul had let the boys out for a short time. He came outside to a yard full of garbage. He said that it was for a short time. I said that I told him so.
To make things more fun. Paul had locked up the dogs before he left for a few minutes. He came back home and Echo was not in the room. Dan had let the dog out. Echo had continued to make a mess outside, he knocked down a couple trees I had been saving. He also got into the tuna in the cat trap and drug the trap everywhere. I nearly lost a trap that I had just purchased. Dan almost bought a new cage.
We had been locking the room. Paul had finally came to a decision to keep the room locked at all times.
Dan has been fighting a cold for a few weeks. He didn't let us know until a long time after. Right now we are suffering from the most awful cold ever. It hits hard and it hits fast.
I could not go to work yesterday. I was up coughing all night long through the morning. I have been taking everything possible and nothing seems to be working.
Tried cough suppressants, nasal decongestants, cough drops, Tylenol cold medicine. Noting is working. Cannot get to sleep or anything.
We slept until 4 and I took the initiative to get out of bed. I was wishing that the store would deliver. I tried to get in touch with folks to come bring us some stuff. The drive to the store made us feel a little better. I remembered why I quit shopping at Winco. There have been changes to the store. When I used to shop there I could not find anything that I needed. They did not carry Brita water filters and now they do. They never used to take debit cards and they do currently. All for a lower price without needing a membership card. Take that Joe Shmoe Albertsons! We have a copious amount of ice cream, soup, and cold medicine.
Today, I have a terrible sore throat. I hope everything is better by Wednesday.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Cool Devices
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I finally broke down and did it. I get a message from Paul saying that he is infuriated with the cats. It is getting worse. They have been yelling at each other at night. I have fresh cat pee on my tires.
I have had it. Cat Stop is keeping passive animals out of the garden. I don't have the time to put things together to go to City Cousil. A lady up the road has a kid that was bit by a cat and she rented a trap. Screw it, I will buy one. Why rent one when there are more than a week's worth of cats?
I went to a rental place about buying a trap. Nope, they only rent. I went to D&B and they had one for sale for $40. Sweet, I'll take it. Along with that BFH (Big F***ing Hammer). Well, it wasn't big but it is heavy enough to get the cheesy poles deeper into the ground.
When I got home, I found a package on the doorstep. Cool, my wireless mouse is here. Woo, less wires! Justin was also in the back yard waiting for us. He had to drop off some more supplies for Echo. Which is great, now I can take him in and there will be a tag to prove he is up to date on his shots. Leslie works at a vet's office and has been attempting to bring some nail clippers and a muzzle. Now, all we need is a sedative.
We had ourselves a barbecue with my mini grill. It was a pretty nice day today. It started to sprinkle by the end of dinner.
Then the moment of truth, the cat trap. We made a bet on which cat would be spending the night in the cage. He said the black and white one. I said the grey one. A little bit of tuna in a cup and set the trap in a great place. The grey one sat there for a few minutes. I'm winning the bet, I know it. Then in less than an hour, Paul checks the trap. We were both wrong, it was one of the orange tabby's.
Now, after a long day, I need some rest. I am starting to get a cold.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Monster Animals
I have had Echo here for a few days. He eats things. Not just food but things. He also is a hole digger. I have two devils in the house.
I kind of figured he would keep cats out of the yard. I thought he would eat Logan. I wasn't here for the first initial response. When I got home, Logan found himself a hiding spot under the bed. He would growl to the point I thought someone had their phone on vibrate. It might not be the best idea. Logan will run under the TV in the living room. Echo nearly knocked the TV off the entertainment center.
I think Logan likes to torture dogs. He has not been declawed...yet. The first night Echo stayed in his kennel and Logan was out and about. He crept up on the dog. I didn't know what was going on but Echo would not be quiet.
The next night I attempted to let them both out. That didn't last very long. Logan cornered Echo and was swatting the poor puppy in the nose.
Echo will chase the kitten all over the house. Logan will antagonise him. He will arch his back and get all poofy and walk sideways.
The boys had a pissing contest in the house. Poor Frank will get trampled all over and starts acting like a wuss.
It's starting to mellow out gradually. I keep finding pieces of toys everywhere. Echo seems to think he is a cat and eats the cat toys. He ate two rawhide bones. I don't understand why he won't eat his own toys.
I kind of figured he would keep cats out of the yard. I thought he would eat Logan. I wasn't here for the first initial response. When I got home, Logan found himself a hiding spot under the bed. He would growl to the point I thought someone had their phone on vibrate. It might not be the best idea. Logan will run under the TV in the living room. Echo nearly knocked the TV off the entertainment center.
I think Logan likes to torture dogs. He has not been declawed...yet. The first night Echo stayed in his kennel and Logan was out and about. He crept up on the dog. I didn't know what was going on but Echo would not be quiet.
The next night I attempted to let them both out. That didn't last very long. Logan cornered Echo and was swatting the poor puppy in the nose.
Echo will chase the kitten all over the house. Logan will antagonise him. He will arch his back and get all poofy and walk sideways.
The boys had a pissing contest in the house. Poor Frank will get trampled all over and starts acting like a wuss.
It's starting to mellow out gradually. I keep finding pieces of toys everywhere. Echo seems to think he is a cat and eats the cat toys. He ate two rawhide bones. I don't understand why he won't eat his own toys.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Boobies!
After biting into his first chili-covered Boobie Burger, Mike Burnette of Meridian called it "as good as Tommy's," referencing the Southern California hamburger chain famous for its chili burgers.
Like many customers, Burnette was drawn to Boobies by the restaurant's name, which also has drawn the attention of the local media and some disapproving neighbors in this mostly residential section of Ustick Road.
David Foldesi, who owns and operates the Southwestern-themed restaurant with his partner, Debbie Smith, expected as much.
Relax, folks - Boobie is a dog.
"This is just a boy-and-his-dog story," Foldesi said. "I love my dog."
You'll find the 13-year-old dog's picture on the wall, and if you ask, a colorful story about the origins of her - and the restaurant's - name.
What you won't find are scantily-clad servers or anything else suggesting Boobies is trying to be a local answer to Hooters.
Foldesi named the dog Boobie because after she was born, she would not stop suckling her mother. (The birth had been a long and difficult one for Boobie and her mom.)
As for applying Boobie's name to the restaurant, which opened Feb. 28 with Foldesi, Smith and head cook Matthew W. Uhl at the helm, one of the first things that popped in Foldesi's mind was the delicious alliteration of "Boobie Burger."
That item, a chili burger available as a single, double and triple, is part of a breakfast, lunch and dinner menu that draws its influences from Southwestern and Cajun cuisines.
Smothered on the Boobie Burger, as well as hot dogs, burritos and nachos, is Boobies' Secret Chili, a recipe Foldesi tinkered with for years before perfecting it.
Because it is secret, Foldesi would not reveal details about the chili, other than to say it's a Texas-style recipe, which means no beans, no tomatoes and a lot of beef.
Boobie approves.
"She loves the chili," Smith said.
If chili isn't your thing, Boobies serves chicken dishes, meatball sandwiches, gumbo and shrimp.
The restaurant held its grand opening Friday. If it takes off, Foldesi and Smith hope to bring Boobies to other areas of town.
Like many customers, Burnette was drawn to Boobies by the restaurant's name, which also has drawn the attention of the local media and some disapproving neighbors in this mostly residential section of Ustick Road.
David Foldesi, who owns and operates the Southwestern-themed restaurant with his partner, Debbie Smith, expected as much.
Relax, folks - Boobie is a dog.
"This is just a boy-and-his-dog story," Foldesi said. "I love my dog."
You'll find the 13-year-old dog's picture on the wall, and if you ask, a colorful story about the origins of her - and the restaurant's - name.
What you won't find are scantily-clad servers or anything else suggesting Boobies is trying to be a local answer to Hooters.
Foldesi named the dog Boobie because after she was born, she would not stop suckling her mother. (The birth had been a long and difficult one for Boobie and her mom.)
As for applying Boobie's name to the restaurant, which opened Feb. 28 with Foldesi, Smith and head cook Matthew W. Uhl at the helm, one of the first things that popped in Foldesi's mind was the delicious alliteration of "Boobie Burger."
That item, a chili burger available as a single, double and triple, is part of a breakfast, lunch and dinner menu that draws its influences from Southwestern and Cajun cuisines.
Smothered on the Boobie Burger, as well as hot dogs, burritos and nachos, is Boobies' Secret Chili, a recipe Foldesi tinkered with for years before perfecting it.
Because it is secret, Foldesi would not reveal details about the chili, other than to say it's a Texas-style recipe, which means no beans, no tomatoes and a lot of beef.
Boobie approves.
"She loves the chili," Smith said.
If chili isn't your thing, Boobies serves chicken dishes, meatball sandwiches, gumbo and shrimp.
The restaurant held its grand opening Friday. If it takes off, Foldesi and Smith hope to bring Boobies to other areas of town.
Getting It Out of Our System
It was either this or throw a rotten egg at the neighbor's dish. I am getting sick of this tree. Dead twigs are everywhere and it is dripping sap really bad.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Wander On
It is hard to be positive in an environment that is threatening you on a daily basis. I hear a term being abused called deferral of ownership. It is a catch twenty two. You get told to go somewhere for a suggestion, this does not work, and it is deferral of ownership if you mention how much it does not work.
I am currently on a search for something new. It is really difficult. My boyfriend doesn't have a job. Dan doesn't have a job but he gets an income and is in a feud with his ex. Leslie is moving out.
I put an ad on Craig's List. There are so many people out to get you. It is the same thing over again, I wonder how long the American idiot is going to catch onto it. This is my second time I got this same exact response.
"Hi, my name is so and so. I am going to college for some super duper degree that makes me look like a terrorist. I am in another country (or their child is in another country while they are in another state than Idaho) and I am interested in renting your room. I want your address, number, and I will give you a couple grand in advance."
Doesn't that sound like a scam? I would say so. Who actually thinks I will fall for that? It's the same exact email as, "You got an inheritance in Africa or England and we are waiting for your credit card information so you can claim it." Look, scumbag, I am onto stop sending me your crap to my inbox.
Athena got scammed. I don't know what kind of thing she got into but she became about $2,000 in the hole. There is something called the Better Business Bureau to research on if something is a scam or not. I wish you could do this with room mates that respond to your ad. There is a background check but I do believe it costs money.
In this world, people are extremely desperate. They try methods that are not legal. There is nothing that can be done about it neither. Did you know that there is no fraud department in Idaho? I had spoken with a police officer once about my credit card being used in the UK twice. He just shrugged his shoulders. It's theft isn't it? Why isn't anything done about it?
I think it is because of the factor that you can prevent it. Which is really quite sad. You don't have to go very far to get information about someone. It doesn't matter how much you try to protect anything. The most important thing is to not be a consumer.
I read this article about how you should write a check. You should not use cash because you cannot build yourself a credit record. You need a credit record for your very own roof over your head and transportation. BUT, you cannot go anywhere and write a check. You have to use your debit card which is "more secure"?
Get this, you don't even have to use your pin number. This is more secure? Anyone can steal your card and use it and debit cards are more secure. Really? Interesting.
I can't go to my bank anymore and help anyone cash their check. EVEN WHEN THE THIRD PARTY IS THEIR WITH AN ID. I try to call my bank and I have to remember a 7 digit code which will not register in the system. Wamu is protecting me from my account. I see how that works.
I am currently on a search for something new. It is really difficult. My boyfriend doesn't have a job. Dan doesn't have a job but he gets an income and is in a feud with his ex. Leslie is moving out.
I put an ad on Craig's List. There are so many people out to get you. It is the same thing over again, I wonder how long the American idiot is going to catch onto it. This is my second time I got this same exact response.
"Hi, my name is so and so. I am going to college for some super duper degree that makes me look like a terrorist. I am in another country (or their child is in another country while they are in another state than Idaho) and I am interested in renting your room. I want your address, number, and I will give you a couple grand in advance."
Doesn't that sound like a scam? I would say so. Who actually thinks I will fall for that? It's the same exact email as, "You got an inheritance in Africa or England and we are waiting for your credit card information so you can claim it." Look, scumbag, I am onto stop sending me your crap to my inbox.
Athena got scammed. I don't know what kind of thing she got into but she became about $2,000 in the hole. There is something called the Better Business Bureau to research on if something is a scam or not. I wish you could do this with room mates that respond to your ad. There is a background check but I do believe it costs money.
In this world, people are extremely desperate. They try methods that are not legal. There is nothing that can be done about it neither. Did you know that there is no fraud department in Idaho? I had spoken with a police officer once about my credit card being used in the UK twice. He just shrugged his shoulders. It's theft isn't it? Why isn't anything done about it?
I think it is because of the factor that you can prevent it. Which is really quite sad. You don't have to go very far to get information about someone. It doesn't matter how much you try to protect anything. The most important thing is to not be a consumer.
I read this article about how you should write a check. You should not use cash because you cannot build yourself a credit record. You need a credit record for your very own roof over your head and transportation. BUT, you cannot go anywhere and write a check. You have to use your debit card which is "more secure"?
Get this, you don't even have to use your pin number. This is more secure? Anyone can steal your card and use it and debit cards are more secure. Really? Interesting.
I can't go to my bank anymore and help anyone cash their check. EVEN WHEN THE THIRD PARTY IS THEIR WITH AN ID. I try to call my bank and I have to remember a 7 digit code which will not register in the system. Wamu is protecting me from my account. I see how that works.
Friday, March 13, 2009
Here We Go Again
Have you ever seen Bridezilla? There is a show where they follow a bride and groom and the bride turns into mega mecha monster. I am sure it is stress.
I felt bad about one of the girls that was going to be a flower girl for Liz's wedding. The girl didn't wear the correct underwear and it would show through the dress. The girl would no longer participate in the whole thing. I gave her a ride to the wedding. Her and I had a conversation about Liz. She has chronic favoritism. The girl went on about how Liz treats other kids better than her. I told her, that is just the way she is.
She is all about the money. She really doesn't care how she affects people. She has some double standard issues as well. She will talk crap about people that she acts like she likes. Then when you say something, she is on your case. She overreacts when she is trying to be secretive about something. Someone had went and spread a rumor that Liz was going to buy a boat and she goes off in a tizzy. She put a message online to take her name out of one's mouth and to stop spreading rumors. Not to long after that, she went off on how she was going to buy a boat. Maybe it sounded like a good idea. Who knows? A lot of people want a boat.
I don't even think she is aware of how suspicious people are of her. I still have messages saved from when she sent me a message on how to get out of drama while I still can. Really? I didn't want to be in drama in the first damn place. She had names such as Untouchable which makes you wonder. You don't have to say anything or listen. You would know that something fishy is going on. I didn't even have to say a word because people were already starting to think of stories of their own. It was in the newspaper for crying out loud. We were in the same house when all of the drama was going on.
Now that she has herself a big house and going on numerous trips, she is going on with a life of her own. She didn't wait very long either. She was already at it the same time frame of the funeral of her husband. She had announced not too long ago that she is engaged.
I really did adore her. However, she turned into a rabid monster and I haven't really had much to do with her. I had even debated on responding to her post on sending an address for an invitation. It is something that I really don't feel like seeing again. On a rare occasion I have experienced when she was pleasant. I feel sad for her. I feel pissed at her. It is hard to say if she is being genuine. It's hard not to feel that there is going to be another episode of Snapped being made.
I felt bad about one of the girls that was going to be a flower girl for Liz's wedding. The girl didn't wear the correct underwear and it would show through the dress. The girl would no longer participate in the whole thing. I gave her a ride to the wedding. Her and I had a conversation about Liz. She has chronic favoritism. The girl went on about how Liz treats other kids better than her. I told her, that is just the way she is.
She is all about the money. She really doesn't care how she affects people. She has some double standard issues as well. She will talk crap about people that she acts like she likes. Then when you say something, she is on your case. She overreacts when she is trying to be secretive about something. Someone had went and spread a rumor that Liz was going to buy a boat and she goes off in a tizzy. She put a message online to take her name out of one's mouth and to stop spreading rumors. Not to long after that, she went off on how she was going to buy a boat. Maybe it sounded like a good idea. Who knows? A lot of people want a boat.
I don't even think she is aware of how suspicious people are of her. I still have messages saved from when she sent me a message on how to get out of drama while I still can. Really? I didn't want to be in drama in the first damn place. She had names such as Untouchable which makes you wonder. You don't have to say anything or listen. You would know that something fishy is going on. I didn't even have to say a word because people were already starting to think of stories of their own. It was in the newspaper for crying out loud. We were in the same house when all of the drama was going on.
Now that she has herself a big house and going on numerous trips, she is going on with a life of her own. She didn't wait very long either. She was already at it the same time frame of the funeral of her husband. She had announced not too long ago that she is engaged.
I really did adore her. However, she turned into a rabid monster and I haven't really had much to do with her. I had even debated on responding to her post on sending an address for an invitation. It is something that I really don't feel like seeing again. On a rare occasion I have experienced when she was pleasant. I feel sad for her. I feel pissed at her. It is hard to say if she is being genuine. It's hard not to feel that there is going to be another episode of Snapped being made.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
As I Recall
When I was little, I would get these cool things but then I wouldn't have them anymore. Perhaps it was something that would irritate my parents.
I had different kinds of bowling toys. I don't bowl. I don't think my parents did very often either. I had this really cool Snoopy toy. You would set up these plastic pins. Then you put a plastic ball in his hand and pull his hand back and then he threw the ball. Another toy I had was this little wind up bowling ball and he would chatter down the alley. I think I found it aggravating because it would go in a different direction. These are toys that vanished. I found the wind up toy at Hastings not too long ago for $15. I got one and every once in a while I break it out.
There was a game that vanished to the highest cupboard in the house. Yes, I found it a few times. It was Hungry Hungry Hippos. I don't know where that game is today. I'm sure it was loud enough to get hidden somewhere. That is probably one of the loudest games I have ever played. I would say it would be next to Jenga.
I swear I had this toy piano. I don't know if I did but I always think of this really colorful plastic piano. Unless it was just my imagination.
I have had many things that disappeared. It makes me wonder what some of those toys would be worth today if I still had them.
BTW, I had applied for T-Mobile. The application process is a bit odd and unrealistic. For some reason I do not meet criteria. I don't get the application process these days. They have these personality tests that don't make any sense. It shows how lazy companies are because they are really not looking by narrowing down people by their personality. It also shows they do not have a diverse environment.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Get It Started
I have been feeling threatened. I am told everything is okay and then it is not. Don't worry, I know how to fight back. That is all I can and will disclose.
For now, I work on stuff around the house and look for something better. I went and got about a 55% discount on some shoes. Got some new shoes. I have been looking for ways to get in shape.
I finally got help from dad to get a table for outside and an exercise thing. I have that stuff sitting outside. Now, we wait on a rototiller and some chairs and an umbrella.
We have a mini greenhouse inside. Some plants died but we didn't have a light for them in time. Some of them we had to start again. There are all these pots sitting all over the table. I have the table covered with towels and plastic covers. I started on some flowers today. I am working on something to put on the window out front.
I have been checking out Red Box for some movies. It says that Australia was released on 3/3 but it just isn't showing up for rent at all. Zack and Miri Make A Porno is out but they don't have it available. So, I went to Hollywood Video and rented it. I could have rented it on pay per view but there are many things out that I cannot rent on the TV. Zack and Miri is really funny. I also rented Son Of Rambow. Very cute movie. It was quite unusual. It also started to pixel so I had to take it back. The girl seemed to have an attitude. Take better care of movies that come back in and you won't have to worry about complaints on the movies not working.
For now, I work on stuff around the house and look for something better. I went and got about a 55% discount on some shoes. Got some new shoes. I have been looking for ways to get in shape.
I finally got help from dad to get a table for outside and an exercise thing. I have that stuff sitting outside. Now, we wait on a rototiller and some chairs and an umbrella.
We have a mini greenhouse inside. Some plants died but we didn't have a light for them in time. Some of them we had to start again. There are all these pots sitting all over the table. I have the table covered with towels and plastic covers. I started on some flowers today. I am working on something to put on the window out front.
I have been checking out Red Box for some movies. It says that Australia was released on 3/3 but it just isn't showing up for rent at all. Zack and Miri Make A Porno is out but they don't have it available. So, I went to Hollywood Video and rented it. I could have rented it on pay per view but there are many things out that I cannot rent on the TV. Zack and Miri is really funny. I also rented Son Of Rambow. Very cute movie. It was quite unusual. It also started to pixel so I had to take it back. The girl seemed to have an attitude. Take better care of movies that come back in and you won't have to worry about complaints on the movies not working.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Weakness
Even though I live in Nampa, I still live in Boise in a way. I always go there to pay a bill, work, shop, and eat food. There is nothing in Nampa to do really. There are some places to go. I believe there are sanitary issues in the restaruants. The bathrooms smell horrid.
Sometimes I crave something and it is in Boise. I am always at Kyoto's eating a Karen Roll and miso soup. Cobby's is my other hang out. Get the number 23 and you will be in heaven.
Gyros are my weakness. I LOVE hummus. Just ask mom. I eat all of her hummus. I tried making some and it didn't turn out very well. I am always better off buying it.
The best place to go is called Mazzah. They make the best gyros. That place gets hopping during lunch. I went there today and there were a ton of people and this hot cop I might add. I think cops are hot, so sue me.
So, if you were to think of any bait, get a gyro.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Running Around and Around
I have experience many dumb things since I have moved to Canyon County. People are so lazy and so laid back it is hard to know what to do.
For a few months now, I had been taking Frank to get his nails done at PetCo. Initially, I had to grab my proof of up to date rabies shots. I did so, but nobody asked about it. At all. Every time I came in, nobody mentioned it. I don't tote this info on me everywhere. It stays in a safe place in my home. Today, I go to PetCo. The lady sighs first of all and is obviously annoyed at our presence. The quickest thing she thought of, "You need proof of up to date rabies shots."
You annoying cow. All of you annoying idiots in Nampa. I had to drive all the way home to get his papers that should have been placed on record in the first place? So, I go to the animal shelter. This is where things get more entertaining.
About a month ago, I get my renewal notice. His license is about to expire here in March. I call and nobody calls me back to tell me what I will need. I went in and the lady got snotty, "He will need his rabies shot."
Today, I had Frank with me. Humane Society gave him his shot when I adopted him. The lady gets snotty again, "We don't do rabies shots here." I am about ready to jump the counter and kick this woman's ass. What the hell does the animal shelter do? Nothing. They are there for no reason whatsoever. Just to shelter animals and give you your license that you seemingly are not allowed to have.
I am infuriated. Maybe I won't renew the license I told her. I left. I am at a freaking loss. People just don't want to do anything anymore. It is really quite sad. How are you supposed to make money when you do not accept any business? PetCo is certainly not getting my business EVER again. I called them to. Hopefully, information is being passed onto management about how lazy their staff is and what an attitude they have.
Paul came up with an idea. He had applied for work at this vet's office that was a hop skip and a jump away from the house. Frank got his rabies shot, Provo shot (or whatever), and his nails done. All at a fraction of a cost than what anyone else will charge. Guess who will see me more often, you jerks.
Then I went to get Frank's new tags. Everything done before the due date. One less thing to worry about for the next three years.
For a few months now, I had been taking Frank to get his nails done at PetCo. Initially, I had to grab my proof of up to date rabies shots. I did so, but nobody asked about it. At all. Every time I came in, nobody mentioned it. I don't tote this info on me everywhere. It stays in a safe place in my home. Today, I go to PetCo. The lady sighs first of all and is obviously annoyed at our presence. The quickest thing she thought of, "You need proof of up to date rabies shots."
You annoying cow. All of you annoying idiots in Nampa. I had to drive all the way home to get his papers that should have been placed on record in the first place? So, I go to the animal shelter. This is where things get more entertaining.
About a month ago, I get my renewal notice. His license is about to expire here in March. I call and nobody calls me back to tell me what I will need. I went in and the lady got snotty, "He will need his rabies shot."
Today, I had Frank with me. Humane Society gave him his shot when I adopted him. The lady gets snotty again, "We don't do rabies shots here." I am about ready to jump the counter and kick this woman's ass. What the hell does the animal shelter do? Nothing. They are there for no reason whatsoever. Just to shelter animals and give you your license that you seemingly are not allowed to have.
I am infuriated. Maybe I won't renew the license I told her. I left. I am at a freaking loss. People just don't want to do anything anymore. It is really quite sad. How are you supposed to make money when you do not accept any business? PetCo is certainly not getting my business EVER again. I called them to. Hopefully, information is being passed onto management about how lazy their staff is and what an attitude they have.
Paul came up with an idea. He had applied for work at this vet's office that was a hop skip and a jump away from the house. Frank got his rabies shot, Provo shot (or whatever), and his nails done. All at a fraction of a cost than what anyone else will charge. Guess who will see me more often, you jerks.
Then I went to get Frank's new tags. Everything done before the due date. One less thing to worry about for the next three years.
Grr, Update
Dad just called, he is fine. The rain kept him somewhere. We shall see what the weather brings tomorrow. Better luck. I have to take Frank to get his manicure.
Tales of the Bizarre
I have been posting for the past few days how weird many things are. I was going to write about something else while I was completely distracted by everything. I was going to write about vloggers. I was going to write about how service sucks at Washington Mutual again. Maybe I will hold off on it until another blog. I hate you WaMu, you morons.
To start off, Frank has the longest and loudest fart on record to date. Paul and I were playing UNO. All of a sudden, I hear a little fart. The noise came from the floor where Frank sat. It wasn't just a little fart. It continued to a bigger one then a small one. Frank played it off like a pro. He pretended it came out of nowhere and what a shock it was to hear such a noise. He even tried to look for where it came from.
On a not so light topic, nobody can find dad. I had spoken with him sometime around this afternoon. He told me that he would be available sometime later this afternoon. According to my clock, what that means, sometime in the evening. I told him that I can't wait all day and to not forget. Paul is trying to run around looking for a job and does not need any delay. We were going to pack up the rototiller and wagon and bring it over to mi casa.
Afternoon rolls by. I am thinking that once again my old man forgot about me. I call him and nobody answers. Paul and I are roaming around getting random things done. Had an afternoon drink and looked for a cake for Frank's birthday. Fought with my bank who cannot cash a check that is signed out to me even though the other party is present with an ID.
We decide to swing by dad's house. Perhaps he was at Floyd's house or maybe he was outside. No vehicles outside that would indicate that he is home. I am getting pissed. If you can't do anything with me today just freaking say so.
Around midnight, I get a call from Athena. Vikki had called her looking for dad. Athena has not seen him. Athena stated that she checked with Sherry and Sherry has not seen him. Sherry had also changed her number. I was told that he was supposed to go to the V.A. today.
I called the V.A. to see if they had seen my father. He had called and was supposed to come in today and they did not hear from him. The guy told me that he was scheduled to be in tomorrow. Okay, that is a little unusual.
I called over at Justin's. Maybe he visited over there? Nope, not even an answer. He was probably in bed already and probably did not hear from dad. It makes me wonder. At this time of night. He hasn't been feeling very well. He is sick and he had fell recently as well and he is on some pills I am assuming. I don't know if he is visiting Sherry. It's hard to say if there was any road rage on the way to Boise and if someone ran him off the road. It was raining pretty freaking hard today as well.
I really don't know if I should be worried or angry.
To start off, Frank has the longest and loudest fart on record to date. Paul and I were playing UNO. All of a sudden, I hear a little fart. The noise came from the floor where Frank sat. It wasn't just a little fart. It continued to a bigger one then a small one. Frank played it off like a pro. He pretended it came out of nowhere and what a shock it was to hear such a noise. He even tried to look for where it came from.
On a not so light topic, nobody can find dad. I had spoken with him sometime around this afternoon. He told me that he would be available sometime later this afternoon. According to my clock, what that means, sometime in the evening. I told him that I can't wait all day and to not forget. Paul is trying to run around looking for a job and does not need any delay. We were going to pack up the rototiller and wagon and bring it over to mi casa.
Afternoon rolls by. I am thinking that once again my old man forgot about me. I call him and nobody answers. Paul and I are roaming around getting random things done. Had an afternoon drink and looked for a cake for Frank's birthday. Fought with my bank who cannot cash a check that is signed out to me even though the other party is present with an ID.
We decide to swing by dad's house. Perhaps he was at Floyd's house or maybe he was outside. No vehicles outside that would indicate that he is home. I am getting pissed. If you can't do anything with me today just freaking say so.
Around midnight, I get a call from Athena. Vikki had called her looking for dad. Athena has not seen him. Athena stated that she checked with Sherry and Sherry has not seen him. Sherry had also changed her number. I was told that he was supposed to go to the V.A. today.
I called the V.A. to see if they had seen my father. He had called and was supposed to come in today and they did not hear from him. The guy told me that he was scheduled to be in tomorrow. Okay, that is a little unusual.
I called over at Justin's. Maybe he visited over there? Nope, not even an answer. He was probably in bed already and probably did not hear from dad. It makes me wonder. At this time of night. He hasn't been feeling very well. He is sick and he had fell recently as well and he is on some pills I am assuming. I don't know if he is visiting Sherry. It's hard to say if there was any road rage on the way to Boise and if someone ran him off the road. It was raining pretty freaking hard today as well.
I really don't know if I should be worried or angry.
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