Seen and Not Heard

Children should be seen and not heard. Silence is a woman's best garment. Aren't proverbs great? But I'm done with being quiet.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

The Saga Continues

I wrote about my adventures in ordering games online a little already. But the tale is far from over it seems. The game ordered from EB arrived with perfect timing, on The Fat Man's birthday, April 20. Yay EB!

The one from Walmart has STILL not arrived. To make things easier, the tracking number is "Not Available" on this shipment, according to the Walmart site. But it should have arrived between Tuesday, 4/19/05, and Friday 4/22/05. Isn't that nice?

Today I sent a pleasant email to the nice folks at Walmart to explain to them that although I canceled my order, I either want a copy of the game from them, or they can refund my money. I'm not holding my breath yet... but I WILL win in the end...

Saturday, April 23, 2005

Overheard at the DMV

A young girl, probably 16, runs over to a woman, probably her grandmother.

"I passed! I only made one mistake," she shrugs, "I ran a stop sign."

I make sure to leave before them, so I won't be in the path of destruction.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Two Nuns (Joke break)

A nun is sitting with her Mother Superior chatting. "I used some horrible language this week and I feel terrible about it.
"When did you use this awful language?" asks the elder.
"Well, I was golfing and hit an incredible drive that looked like it was going to go over 280 yards, but it struck a phone line that is hanging over the fairway and fell straight down to the ground after going only about 100 yards."
"Is that when you swore?"
"No, Mother," says the nun. "After that, a squirrel ran out of the bushes and grabbed my ball in its mouth and began to run away."
"Is that when you swore?" asks the Mother Superior again.
"Well, no," says the nun. "You see, as the squirrel was running an eagle came down out of the sky and grabbed the squirrel in his talons and began to fly away!"
"Is THAT when you swore?"
"No, not yet. As the eagle carried the squirrel away in its claws it flew near the green and the squirrel dropped my ball."
"Did you swear THEN?" asked Mother becoming impatient.
"No, because the ball fell on a big rock, bounced over the sand trap, rolled onto the green and stopped about six inches from the hole."
The two nuns were silent for a moment. Then Mother Superior sighed and asked, "You missed the fucking putt, didn't you?"

Weekend Plans

I keep reading blogs of people who seem to actually have lives. At least they have stuff to do on the weekend. Last weekend I sat for an hour or so and waited for someone to see me so I could change my name on my Social Security card. First though, I got to talk to the little old receptionist lady. I explained I was there to change the name, and she beamed at me happily. "Marriage?"

"No," I explained with a grimace, "divorce."

Her smile vanished and she looked at me like I'd suddenly grown scales. What a good start to the weekend.

After that I was going to change the name on my drivers license, but apparently you have to wait 48 hours (not including weekends), from when you change a name with Social Security, before you can change it at the DMV. So that got pushed off to this Friday.

Tomorrow I also get to come into work for some training. But I'll almost definatly run into some OT for that, so it should be worth it when I get my paycheck.

Saturday my parents are coming down to visit, since my mother is apparently deeply in withdrawl after being in Scotland for a month, and not seeing me.

See, I have a life... it's exciting and all... Really, is there any way to make waiting at the DMV interesting?

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Is 8 out of 12 three-quarters?

I had someone ask me that today in a meeting. How do you answer that kind of thing? After I got over the shock that this was being asked, I explained it was two-thirds. Then I muted the phone and asked the person beside me, also on the meeting, "They DID just ask that, right?"

Wow. Is all I got to say.

Monday, April 18, 2005

When in doubt...

Any advice I find on blogging states that when you can't find anything else to write about, review something. Well, I don't like reviewing something. I don't like putting my opinion out there so other people can judge and disagree (I'm a freak, I know). Maybe I'll work on that another day.

There is apparently some concern from higher up that there may be a push to move my position to India. Me losing my job before The Fat Man finds one is terrifying to me... so lets move on.

It's The Fat Man's birthday on Wednesday!

I'm not so good with the subtle reminders.

Thursday, April 14, 2005

One of those days...

Here's how this happened...

Your order has been delayed due to a delay in our fulfillment process.
Unfortunately, we were unable to ship the item(s) you ordered below by the originally estimated ship date.
...
Unfortunately, we are currently unable to provide a revised delivery
date for your order.
...
Please note that if we do not hear from you and we cannot fulfill this
order within 10 days, we will automatically cancel your order and you will be notified.
  • Still on April 13th, I want the LIMITED Edition copy of this game, so I decide not to mess around. I order it from EB, and cancel the order from Walmart.
  • Late on April 13th, EB ships the game. Yay!
  • Late morning on April 14th, Walmart ships the game. You fuckers!
Now I'm ALL pissy.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Always Something

Apparently I should be updating my resume (meaning write one), and keeping an eye open for a new job. Word is that someone in the know is getting worried my job will be moved to India. I've never even applied for a job I needed a resume for. Anyone know of any openings?

Meanwhile, I should be getting half the tax refund from my ex-husband tonight. That'll make a nice addition to my bank account. The ex and I have been getting along much better recently (since he started talking out his new girlfriend in Australia). Earlier this week I even helped him fix his computer.

Just a warning, if I run out of things to write about, I'm going to start telling stories about my little Sims... They really are quite entertaining, and surprising... Who would have thought my little scientist man was harboring dreams of becoming a criminal mastermind! This sweet little Elven family I started back when I first got Sims 2 is actually the Elven Mafia in hiding!

Thursday, April 07, 2005

Another Relaxing Weekend

Another weekend I get to spend in Phoenix.

Aaah... I can feel that hot bath now... Someone make the day go faster so I can head up there already!

Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Dream

In the dream I'm sleeping in my old bed, in my parents house, and he comes in. He starts to come toward me, like he's going to do something, and I'm terrified. I beg him to stop, to leave. "There's nothing you can do about it," he tells me.

That's when I remember. There is something I can do about it now. I don't need to hide anything anymore. Anyone who needs to know already does. And anyone else finding out doesn't matter. "That was then," I hear myself say, like a line out of a movie. "And this is now."

I pull up my leg so I can kick at him, I draw back my arm so I can punch. I don't know if I can win this fight, but I do know I can make him hurt. I know can give him scars that he will have to explain in the morning. I've already explained mine.

I wake up before finding out how things went... It didn't really matter though, that was enough.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Nightmare

A sound wakes me. My lips are so dry they have cracked, and are bleeding, my throat is parched, my heart racing. I lay there, still paralyzed from the nightmare...

I was walking with my family. My parents were a little in front, and I was walking behind them, with my brother. He was teasing me, and I could not shake the feeling that something was not right here. Suddenly I remember. I had told them. He shouldn't be here. I run to catch up to my parents, and tell them to make him go away. They tell me to calm down, he's not doing anything wrong. I'm so stunned I stop moving, and he catches up to me.

He wraps his arms around me, pinning my arms to my side and lifting my feet from the ground. I yell for my parents. Surely they can see he shouldn't be doing this, especially after what I've told them. They again brush aside my complaints, he's only trying to give me a hug, because he loves me, I'm being ungrateful.

He starts to move in, like he's going to kiss me. I'm fighting as hard as I can, crying, and screaming. My parents keep walking, as though nothing is happening. My fighting has no effect, I can't get away, I can't make him let me go. I scream louder and louder, hoping this will make my parents realize something is wrong.

I try so hard to scream as loudly as I can, that finally a sound escapes my throat. That is the sound that wakes me. Wakes me to the taste of blood from dry lips stretched wide to scream, to a racing heart, and tears. They didn't do anything to stop him. They didn't help me when I needed it.

Sunday, April 03, 2005

New Time Sink

The Sims 2: University expansion pack is mine!



I got Sims 2 when it first came out, but there were a couple of bugs that eventually stopped me from playing. Those bugs were fixed in a patch, but I didn't really start again, partially because I had twin teenaged girls in the house, and didn't want them to grow up before I could send them to University.

They're there now, one's a Drama major, the other is a Math major. They're in their first semester, and living in the dorms. The drama major may try to get into a Sorority, I haven't decided yet.

Now I gotta get back to work, so I can go home and play.