If it doesn't stop snowing pretty soon...

...I swear I'm going to have to hurt someone. It's been snowing pretty much non-stop since yesterday morning. I dislike snow immensly.

Well, I still look out the window, see my car, and giggle. I think it was starting to annoy Adam (that is, it would have be annoying to him if ANYTHING was annoying to him) because I kept going "hee hee" and bouncing around. It's just so cool. :D

And anyways, I am annoying...all the time...he SHOULD be annoyed with me sometimes.

Nothing else has happened really. I don't work at all at Kmart next weekend. I'm not complaining. I just learned that the "manager" I really can't stand because she's bossy and annoys the crap out of me has taken over my manager's position and he has transferred to another store. This may be a good time to get out while I'm still sane. I figure one of two things will happen. Either she'll get on my nerves to such an extent that I blow up at her in all my redhead glory and end up getting fired or I go out quietly by quitting. On the other hand, she's is knocked up, so I can always hope she takes a long maternity leave and the decides to be a SAHM. Or perhaps dies in labor. Ok, strike that last one. That's a little too evil. :)

Okey-dokey. Back to work. Woo!

Aah, the new car smell...

---- Around 7PM ----

So the new car has arrived. I went to the dealership this afternoon, listened to a bunch of bs sales pitches about warranties I didn't want and finally got to get in the car and drive home, giving my Saturn the finger on the way out. Keyless entry and power locks rock! This car has a 6 disc CD player too. Kick ass! It is going to take some time to get used to a car that actually, uhm, accelerates when you step on the gas pedal and turns when you turn the steering wheel. And I think I'm going to have to come up with a different name than I gave most of my other cars. "Piece of Shit" definately won't work. Heh.

So, that was the high point of my weekend. Didn't do much last night. Went to "Hitch" was an ok movie. For anyone who was seen it, about 2 minutes after the "Sara" character was introduced, I leaned over to Adam and said "man, she's just like me," And he said, "yeah, I know." It was an interesting movie. We stopped at the Texas Roadhouse for some dinner (another interesting place) and then just came back home and went to bed. Lazed around most of the morning here. And now he's baking bread. Yes. Seriously. He's pounding away at it in the kitchen as I type. Hmmm.

----- Later on ------

Not sure what's going on yet. Don't know when I will. I mean, last night in the movie theater he kept leaning over and kissing me. In public. Do guys usually do that? I admit, I don't exactly have the best benchmarks in that area, but geesh. I don't get it. We went to the mall today and walked around for awhile. I think he likes shopping more than I do.

I don't know. I'm confused. We were watching a movie tonight. Whenever we watch a movie here one of two things happen. First, one of us gets distracted and eventually distracts the other person to the point that neither of us is watching the movie anyway. Second, I watch the movie, he lays down and puts his head in my lap and falls asleep. And snores (although if you ask him, he'll swear he doesn't snore.) The second choice is what happened tonight. Granted, we rented a movie he'd already seen. The thing is, it doesn't bother me that he uses me as a pillow and snores throughout the movie.

Tonight must be "let's beg Martha for pity sex" night or something. I swear, at least 3 people have been IMing me constantly complaining about how they never get laid. Like it's my problem/fault. Geesh. Get lives people! It's getting ridiculous. I've got one guy telling me he's going to come to Kmart and basically assault me by throwing me up against a wall and kissing me. Another guy is complaining about how he needs sex and wishes I were there now (presumably to help him out with that.) A third guy is mooning over the fact that he never got the chance to tell me how much he wanted me in person. UGH! Was there a time when I actually found this kind of shit amusing? I think I'm going to have to start blocking some people. For my own sanity's sake.

Ok, that's enough for tonight. Time for bed.

Hmm...

So, we revisited the Toyota dealership this afternoon/evening to get an appraisal on my trade-in. They're going to give me $2,300 for that piece of crap! I was highly surprised and pleased. I figure what they don't know won't hurt them :) Plus they're knocking off another couple hundred the price "just cuz" and bringing it to $100 over invoice. I'm pleased. I should have the car by Friday evening or Saturday morning. Yay. Go to hell, Saturn!

On to more perplexing things. So, after the dealership stay (which turned into about 2 hours when it was all said and done) we stopped at KFC for some dinner and took it back to his house. For the first time, his parents were there. They had always been at work or asleep or on vacation when I was there before. They seem nice enough. His mom walked into the kitchen, looked at me, and said, "Martha, right?" Hmmm. Does this mean he talks about me to his parents? Interesting. Of course, this could just be me being psycho again.

Another point to ponder: the other night we were chatting online and talking about weird dreams. I told him I always preferred dirty dreams to just plain weird ones. He confessed that he's had a recurring dirty dream that involves me. But he won't tell me what it is. I threatened to torture it out of him and all he could say is, "That might be fun." I'll make him tell me someday. But in the meantime, I'm dying of curiousity.

Woo

So, we're going up to the dealership this afternoon to let them take a look at my Saturn and give me a trade-in value. Hopefully I'll have the new car by Saturday. 2005 Toyota Corolla LE in Indigo Ink Pearl (Bright Blue)

I can't figure out how to post the damn picture. It's in my photobucket album though.

Well, Ive got to get to work now.

Ouch

Yeah, so I threw my back out this weekend. Not even doing anything fun, although maybe I should tell people it was so it's a better story. Truth is, I'm not sure what happened. Was just sitting there on the futon, got up, went crack and was in extreme pain. Spent most of yesterday on my back - once again, not in a fun way. Ugh. Today was better, but still painful. Yay drugs!

So, why is nobody commenting on any of my posts. It leads me to believe either no one reads this, no one cares what I'm writing, or what I'm writing is so dumb that no one can bring themselves to comment on it. In any case, get on it people! Why do you think I activated comments and ask questions? They're not ALL rhetorical. And even if you do answer one that was meant to be rhetorical, it will still be entertaining because then I can make fun of you.

Anywho, I got the new monitor last night. Tooks pics of it which are now on my website. You'll notice the photo album now bounces you to photobucket. I'm trying to get as much crap off the geocities server so I can do more with the website. Eventually.

But for now, back to cold pizza, beer, and brain-numbing tv.

Comment!!!! Comment!!!

How are fortune cookies so smart?

So, we ordered Chinese last night and you always get a fortune cookie along with the other, artery clogging food (but no MSG!) So, we actually got three. We both opened one last night and then I opened the third one this morning. Ok, so my forture last night read something like "You tend to not let people see the real you." (I can't find it right now. Perhaps I threw it away... My fortune this morning says "Change is happening in your life, so go with the flow." What is that about? *sigh*

I had a dream last night

It was weird. I don't know quite what it means. Background info - guy from previous entry told me if he couldn't sleep or woke up early, he'd call me and maybe come over.

Anyway, so, in my dream, I wake up and check my cell phone to see if he's called me. He hasn't, but I do have a text message from him. It says something like "____ has had a car accident. He was on his way to visit his girlfriend when he lost control of his car. He is ok, but broke both his legs." I start panicking and call him. He answers, sounding all drugged up. I ask him how he is and he says "fine." It's at about this time I realize that there was a mention of a girlfriend. Was this me? Then I realized he hadn't called me, so why would he be on his way here. Then I think - perhaps he has a girlfriend and hadn't told me? So I ask him, "Do you have a girlfriend?" No answer. I ask again. Then I get mad. "Who is she? Where does she live?" I ask. He still says nothing. At about this point, I'm in my college dorm for some reason and I bump into my former roommate (the crappy one who ran off with her ugly-ass internet boyfriend) and I drop a ton of quarters all over for some reason. My phone loses the signal and hangs up. I get up to my room and call him back. Someone else (his dad, presumably) answers the phone. I ask to speak to ___. He says "He's not here. He just went out for a bit." I say "Bullshit. He's got two broken legs! Where the hell would he be going? Let me talk to him." So he gets on the phone and I ask him again, "Who is this girlfriend?" He tells me that his dad sent that text message to me but, yes, he does have a girlfriend, but things weren't going so well between them. I told him I was tired of being the other woman. He needed to decide whether he wanted to try and salvage that relationship or end that and be more committed to me. I said it like I didn't really care which one he chose, when really, I wanted him to choose me.

Then I woke up.

What the hell do you suppose that means?

So, another Valentine's Day...

In honor of Valentine's Day I will write this entire post in a hideous shade of red.

So, I sit here, alone, in my pajamas, spending yet another Valentine's Day alone, single, and doing nothing. Wait, I take that back. Two years ago I conned John into taking me out. This only worked because he forgot that it was Valentine's Day until he tried to find some restaurant that wasn't packed. He proceeded to get crabby and finally just pulled into whatever place came next. It happened to be a pretty good Chinese place. He messed with his rings and somehow managed to make his finger swell up and had to yank his ring off, make a big scene for ice, complain, complain. He then made a big deal out of how he hurt himself and I don't even think I got laid...don't remember...*sigh* Those were the good days. And I wonder why he never took me anywhere? But that is all in the past.

As for the present/future, who knows? I know I'm just trying to ignore my current situation. I have a guy who I really seem to enjoy being around. I think he enjoys my company too. I just don't want to misinterpret things and mess things up. This kind of goes against the premise of our entire relationship. I came into it with my "I don't date, I like being a free agent having my independence" and he was good with that. But now, I don't know. He calls me everyday, he e-mails me multiple times a day, he has been over here almost everyday. This should annoy me. But it doesn't.

This concerns me.

I don't know why I like him so much. There are so many reasons why I should run away screaming. But I'm not. Why am I not running? This is what I want to know. Argh. I mean, I'm on the phone with him right now. Talking about some TV show where some guy lit a firework on July 4th and blew his balls off. Yeah. And I don't even care what we're talking about. *sigh*

So messed up.

Wow. This is ridiculous. How can an entire week go by and I find I've accomplished nothing? Well, ok, last night I washed my sheets from my bed (which had been sitting on the floor for about 3 weeks), did my dishes (not quite 3 weeks there, but still...a while...) and went grocery shopping. More like "beer shopping" since 1/2 of my purchase was Miller Lite. I don't know. I get the feeling I'm sounding like a broken record. I keep saying this. But seriously. Where does the time go? I'm only at work for 8 hours. There are 24 hours in a day. Even if I slept for 10 (trusting my math is correct), I should theoretically still have 6 hours there to do stuff. And one would think that a lot could be accomplished in this 6 hours. It's not like I'm watching a lot of tv. I'm not even online chatting. I don't know what I'm doing. I could blame it on Adam. Watching movies consumes a lot of time I suppose. I don't know. I have issues.

So, I've been officially employed full-time for a month now. It's still not bad. I'm used to the hour lunch now and I wonder how I ever went without it. :) Some days seem to drag on endlessly, but others flit by so fast. I'm still up in the air about Kmart. I like working there (sometimes) and extra money is always nice, but working 7 days a week sucks. And I'm doing it voluntarily. They keep scheduling me full 8 1/2 hour days. No! I want like 4 hours in the morning. None of this 12:30-9 shit. Ugh. We'll see. That's all I can say.

Happy Birthday to Me!!

Ya know, it's weird. I think more people have said in person/e-mailed/given a card "Happy Birthday" to me today than did that same thing for my last 5 birthdays combined. I feel so popular...It's kind of odd. I spent all day at work today. A long day, let me tell you. I'm going out in a bit but I'm not sure exactly what we're doing for the evening. I know I'm shorting myself sleep. I've been doing that for about two weeks straight now. It's dumb and I know it's going to catch up with me, but I find myself continually doing fun stuff and sleeping just seems to waste time.

Ooh, I got my new TV last night. 27" flat screen with surround sound. Fancy, eh? It's better than the crappy 13", that's for sure. Funnily enough, my antenna doesn't work on it. So I have this big, high quality TV and I can't watch TV on it. But with the little TV in the bedroom I now get FIVE channels. Yep, five! In addition to the FOX, NBC, PBS, and religious channel (which I have a feeling would come in even WITHOUT the antenna), I now get UPN as well. Woo! Eventually I suppose I'll end up getting cable. It really doesn't seem worth the money though. *sigh* Decisions.

I also received my health insurance card this afternoon so it's time to do everything I've been putting off for the the last...hmm...5 years. First stop is the eye doctor. I would like to try contacts, but I'm afraid that I've spent so much time with glasses that it would just be too weird to have a naked face. Plus, I have no eyebrows. I'll have to continue to think about that. I should probably go to a general doctor of some sort to get a check-up of some kind since I haven't been to a doctor of any kind in quite a few years. The thing is, I feel pretty ok. I figure if something is wrong, my body would tell me. And if there IS something wrong and my body feels like keeping it to itself for the time being, who am I to argue? I'd really rather not now what's coming...And I hate doctors. And drugs.

And with that, I will go enjoy being 23...

What? Monday already?

I swear, I don't know where the time goes. And I don't really have too much time to be writing this since I have to go to work in about 5 minutes. This whole working everyday thing is getting on my nerves. I suppose I'll have to do something about it eventually. Hmm...Deja Vu? I think I've said that before. Weird...

Anyway...

Aside from that, nothing else is happening. I lead a very boring life. My neighbors are still annoying the crap out of me. Stupid punk little boys and their scary mother and her scary male friends who drive shitty cars (and park waaaay too close to my car.)

Oh yeah, almost forgot - I paid off my car so as soon as I get the release of lien thingy, I can go get a new one! Woo!

And with that, off to work I go.

My head is exploding

Have you ever had one of those days when you know you're doing stuff, but you seem to accomplish absolutely nothing? Well, I just had one of those. Dammit, I'm going to be dreaming about trace IDs and why the inventory isn't reconciling. I hate cost accounting. Add to that the fact that the faucet of my bathtub has stopped working and it basically runs continuously. Argh. But I don't want to call the maintenance people. They scare me. Fortunately, Adam informs me that he's good with his hands (ahem) and has volunteered to come down and take a look at it. Experience perhaps should tell me to be wary since it was he who erased the hard drive on my computer while rebuilding it. Hmmm. What's the worst that could happen? My apartment under water I suppose...but it's worth the risk. (I hope... :) Just kidding Adam, I have confidence in your abilities to do whatever it is you plan on doing.)

My head hurts. My neck hurts. My back hurts. I think I need to sleep more. I've been shorting myself on that for damn near a week now. Stupid internet. Stupid people. Argh.

I think that's all I'll say for now. There are a lot of things on my mind right now but I don't think I want to turn them into public musings quite yet. I don't really know who reads this on a regular basis...

It's February. Argh.

One week...

So...I got a new computer. Ok, so, I had a new computer BUILT for me. And I had my hard drive completely erased. Oops. Oh well. It's much faster now and I have a CD burner. Too bad all the stuff I had planned to burn is gone now. *Sigh*

I've been doing absolutely nothing lately. I seriously don't know where the time goes. I just sit around and my life passes me by. It's kind of depressing, but I'm really enjoying my free time. Eventually I'll have to get off my ass and get a life. Meh. But not tonight.

I'll see how long I decide to keep up this blog rather than posting directly on my site.