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Saturday, January 17, 2004

What a nasty few days. Here is what's on my mind, starting with the least of the issues.

1) Mean people suck. I was at the grocery store the other day. I went to get into the checkout lane and was cut off by this lady who didn't have her basket. I figured she was looking for gum or a magazine. She raced off. I proceeded to unload my stuff onto the belt. She appeared behind me and did I get a nasty look. I went to put my basket down on the floor. She blocked me. I said, "Excuse me." She blocked me farther. What a bitch. Apparently she was scoping out the line and wanted to go next. She was giving me nasty looks and making comments under her breath. If I had known she was in such a hurry I would have let her go first. The whole clincher to this was that I forgot I had my husbands ATM card. I punched in my pin first. Oops. Then I punched in his. I forgot that it changed. Oops. Wrong again. I remembered what it was. Boy was that lady pissed. Serves her right for being such a bitch. I'm just glad I'm not her.

2) Rick interviewed with Vince again for a PC position. Vince asked to interview him again. The first thing V said to R in the interview was, "If you haven't figured it out already, I want to hire you to work at my company". Well, he didn't hire him, or not yet at least. I wish he would quit dicking around with his head. It's messing with mine as well. I'm about ready to pack up and leave. What the fuck. He hired somebody else into the position he was interviewing for. I'm not sure where his head is. I'm so pissed. Steve is going to run a reconnaissance mission for me on Monday to find out what is going on.

3) Nasty nasty bad news. R got a phone call from his sister L yesterday. His sister K has been skimming money off of her boss for the past year to feed a $40,000.00 cocaine habbit. She's got two kids in high school that are both already in trouble before this and a husband who never had a clue. Of all the people in that family, we all thought K was the most stable. She and her husband are in the middle of a divorce. We're not sure if the cocaine habbit caused the divorce or if the divorce caused the cocaine habbit. She's been partying until 4:00 in the morning lately. The kicker is that the company K worked for had a whole bunch of cuts and her boss didn't want to loose her so he's been paying her out of pocket. He flew her and her family out to C for our wedding and put in central air when there was a heat wave in O. What the fuck. She was in charge of paying his bills and things and just took some more for herself. We don't know yet if he's going to press charges or not. K thinks she's going to get away with it - no jail time, only out patient rehab. Yeah, right. She's in total denial. R is so pissed he's sick. If he was there he'd probably kick the shit out of her. She thinks she's done nothing wrong. L & R think that she hasn't hit rock bottom yet and I tend to agree with them. The most upsetting thing for me is the kids. N has gotten in trouble at school for threatening to kill somebody (not meaning it, just out of pure anger) and J is so damn shy. This is going to push them over the edge. How incredibly irresponsible of her. I'm so mad about all of this. Disgusted is more like it. I just hope the kids are OK. C is so clueless. He's not helping the situation at all. He's so done with the whole thing and could possible care less. I just shake my head.

Nuf for now.

Thursday, January 08, 2004

Good Gravy!

I can't stop today. I have so much to catch up on!

1. I passed my NCIDQ exam. I am now a certified Interior Designer. How about that. On my first try too. I guess I get more money! I'll take it... where do I sign up?!

2. I think I've got the bitching out of my system with what happened on my vacation. But here it is in a nutshell:
We were on the mountain two days too long. The hubby and I were the only ones left. We wanted to go home a day early to get a jump start on our new year. Rick and I were packing up and satrting to bring out crap down to the car when the phone rang. R's friend Ted and his new fiancee wanted to come out for the evening. Cool!, I thought. I wanted to get in one more night session at Summit. Well... they were never planning on skiing. They just wanted to stay at our place. They were all kissy-face and huggy and whispery to the point of being extremely rude. Very, very rude. R & I got in a fight over something stupid. We were so pissed off. We just wanted to go home. What a waste of our time and a waste of their gas money. We will never go out with that couple again unless they are background noise. Never again. Ugh. Very high-school-pez-dispenser-toungue-kiss-nasty.

3. I need a nap.
Why is it that you can sit at your desk all day and nobody calls until you walk away for two short minutes.

This has happened twice today. No... three times today.

Then you call them back and they are not there.

????

One of life's mysteries.
Blah blah blah blah blah.

Do NOT want to be at work today. I'll look at the clock expecting it to be 3:00 and it's not even 1:00. Blech yuck nasty poo.

At least it's 2:30 now.

I have this grand opening gala to go to tonight. It's for a client that my boss donated all of the furniture and design services to. It's cool that this is such a big deal. The project has been delayed and delayed. The project manager wasn't the greatest. I think he needed to know more than he did. Oh well.

I found some pictures this morning of the last time I was in France. We were in Chartres and Paris for a long weekend. The photo from Chartres was when we were walking to the train station to go to Paris. It started snowing. The flakes were huge and were coming down like there was no tomorrow. The catherdral bells began to toll at the same time. Beautiful! The other photo is of the flower markets in Paris. This one was open every Sunday. Birds and flowers. All of the flowers are in big black tubs with little white hand-written signs with the prices on them with that curly European script. Thousands of tulpis, mums, zinneas, roses of every color imaginable.

Rick is getting his hair colored back to it's correct color. He had his whole head bleached. He tried to grow it out in rebellion of 13 years in the Navy. He just wound up with bozo horns. So... he went for drastic. He got drastic. Now he's going to start interviewing and he needs to look presentable. I can't wait to see how this one turns out! Bleaching is bad... mmmm, kay? Giggle, giggle.

I have got to get to work. I don't want to. Need nap now!

Sunday, January 04, 2004

Just got back from the ski trip.

We had a lot of fun! The snow was great, the friends were plentiful.

No broken bones.
No puking.
No bar brawls (one close call).
Some debotchery.

I've got some bitching to do - but I'll do that tomorrow. I've got to get it out of my head and into the computer. I need to sleep now.

ZZZZZZZ....

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