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Saturday, September 27th, 2008
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4:59 pm - FTW Filler
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| Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
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11:01 pm - Most Important Meal Of The Day...Of Hatered.
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| Wednesday, May 14th, 2008
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12:06 am - The Fall
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http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809761972/video/7019211/20080318/131/7019211-100-flash-s.60760746-,7019211-100-wmv-s.60760649-,7019211-300-flash-s.60760754-,7019211-300-wmv-s.60760659-,7019211-1000-wmv-s.60760709-,7019211-700-flash-s.60760798-,7019211-700-wmv-s.60760670-,7019211-1000-flash-s.60760811-,7019210-10300-qtv-s.60760859-,7019210-6800-qtv-s.60760831-,7019210-2700-qtv-s.60760818-
Must see!!
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| Thursday, May 8th, 2008
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6:06 pm - Muzak!
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| Saturday, May 3rd, 2008
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1:10 am - WTF entry?!
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Just a very odd entry that I have to make, because you can have a seemingly normal day that has appeared to play out in its entirety, only to come home and have everything turned on its head by a note on your door.
This is exactly what happened to me, today. I went to work as usual. After I was off, I spoke a bit with my mom and Ryan, then caught supper with Mary, and relaxed at her house for a bit. I came home, and found everyone was gone. Patti had taped a note on my door saying that Jenna had been in a car accident, and was dead. They were en route to Florida, and estimated to be there all of next week, for all of the necessary proceedings.
Wait, WTF? Back up, because that just flew right over my head. I suppose it just hasn't sunk in yet, and all of the details are very vague, at this point. I'm trying not to jump to any conclusions until I hear all of the information, but at this point I think the only thing that I can think for sure is that I am surprised. I have a lot of mixed feelings about her. The way I knew Jenna, I had always expected her to OD, or something horribly irresponsible. I know this is a fucked up thing to say about someone that just passed on, but this is my journal, so I can say whatever I want to. She was always doing things that created ripples, living in excess, and usually not holding a job, not to mention sleeping around. I was always secretly pissed at her, even though I never expressed it. She said that she loved Ross, but wanted to have sex with other men, and crazy BS like that. She was always making excuses to justify the selfish things she did, or why she didn't do something. But I think the main reason that I was angry with her was because I knew her before she started acting in that fashion, and I used to like her. She was driven, smart, confident, fairly attractive, and interesting to talk to. I never knew exactly what we would discuss, but it was always entertaining. I spent a lot of time hanging out with her, when I was first dating Ryan. We were both out of our element, in Columbus, so we hit it off straight away. She was a great story teller, whether her recounting was a bit colored, it didn't really matter. She was a plethora of movie trivia and quotes. I just recently managed to watch 'The Big Lubowski' for the first time, and thought about her. I'm angry. I'm angry that she changed. I'm angry that she burned bridges up here in C-bus. I'm angry that I put off taking a trip down to visit them. I'm angry that I didn't discourage all of the stupid stuff that she started getting involved in (even though I'm sure it wouldn't have impacted anything, in the big picture). I'm angry that she's gone.
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| Sunday, December 23rd, 2007
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1:20 pm - Hehehe......
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| Saturday, December 1st, 2007
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3:24 pm - Who's excited?
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Me, at least. Grandma Drey has returned from Steubenville
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This means a few things. The first of which is that I get a smaller sized mattress to sleep on. That doesn't sound too exciting does it? Well it's not. What I'm actually excited about is that it'll allow for me to move into the room under the stairs, which also means that I'll actually get a door to my room. I know it's sad that I'm getting all excited about a door...but when was the last time that you couldn't shut the door to your room? There is a certain level of privacy that I believe all people need...and not having a door on your sleeping area is very very awkward. Also, it lets me hear all kinds of noise from the surrounding rooms, especially the laundry room. Living to the rhythm of the washer and dryer is not the most fun (although very convenient, if you're wishing to do your own laundry). I am determined to make this room very kick-ass. We repainted the walls this very warm looking tan color, and Ryan's mom says that she'll replace all of the tiles in the drop ceiling. I am also excited to get away from the weird centipede-grasshopper freaky insects that love to hang out on the walls of the foundation. I can deal with spiders fine....but those things freak me out. And they are everywhere.
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| Sunday, October 7th, 2007
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3:29 am - 6 months later, I suppose I can post an entry...maybe.
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So after falling off of the face of the inter-web for roughly a half a year, I decided to show my ugly face once more, for shits and giggles. There has been waaaaay too much stupid goings on that's happened for a proper update, but I'll give it a shot. Wish me luck, faithful minions!
*Cracks knuckles*
Okay. So. Since March, my only two friends @ work got caught up in some awful awful drama that ultimately lead to both of them quitting. On the same day. It's been very much quieter, and I do admit it was stressful being caught up in all of the office mess, but I do miss hanging out occasionally after work with them. Since then, the other girls have slowly warmed up to me, but I just can't really fit in. I like the gossip scene the way I like my fireworks: from a distance, so I can still see the show, but don't go deaf or get accidentally set on fire. Also, the unseen tension that was building between my supervisor and I (most likely because of my friendship with the two of them) seems to be waning, almost undetectable. We've hired two new girls, and are about to plop on a temp for the holiday season, that will almost be making more money than I am ;_; Insurance coverage through the company is up $5 bucks which makes me sad, because I have yet to use the coverage that I'm paying for every paycheck...... I have been there over a year, and I have not received my yearly raise, or even an evaluation, for that matter. I mentioned it to the other girls, and they confirm the same information.
I took a vacation back in September, and helped Ryan move down to Tennessee. He'll be there for 2 years, pursuing a Bachelor (sp?) degree in computer game design and development, or something similarly worded. To be blunt, make videogames. While I am very excited that he's actually following through with his ambitions of getting some type of education in a field that he'll most likely enjoy his work, and not dropping out halfway through like I somehow managed to do, I am slightly distressed at the idea of him being out of state for such an extended period of time. I think that perhaps if I had known that this was going to work out this way I would have reconsidered getting into this relationship. Seeing that I was making an attempt to get away from long distance relationships.....it is a bit ironic, I suppose. It's what I get for looking for love. Granted I could be doing much worse I'm sure, but I'm just not a fan. The funny thing is that when I mentioned the moving to most people they would look shocked and ask me if I was going to move with him, or cut off the relationship. Back then I was very confused, wondering why I'd consider something so drastic. I would tell them that I was going to stay here until he was finished with schoolings and then he'd come back to Ohio, or we'd move to wherever he could find a career. Everything seemed very simple, cut and dry, and I didn't understand why there would be any other choice besides that. It sounded fool-proof, at the time. Of course, this was my cold, analytical plan making side talking, and I didn't have an idea what sort of emotional impact it would cause. I suppose I was in denial at the time; my head knew that if I had time to muse over how awful it was going to be I would probably curl up into a little ball and die. Living with someone for two and a half years makes you take for granted how much they influence your daily activities. So when I came back to an empty apartment with no rowdy cat and no rowdy boyfriend and plenty of mess to move out before the end of the month, needless to say that I had some difficulty coping. It was just too quiet, firstly. I put music on to try to keep my mind off of the silence, but the music was just too quiet. It freaked me out. Then I actually managed to realize what was going on. I had a bunch of junk to move out and an apartment to clean, and I had no help. Ryan had packed up a large amount of his stuff, but there was still much that he forgot, and he hadn't cleaned enough to make a difference. Luckily, his mom reached out to me, helped me move / clean, and offered me a place to stay. So now I'm occupying the larger room in their basement, and paying rent. It's not great, but it's better than living in a box.
I have a better handle on my sanity, now that I have some stable factors in my current setup. Having a place to live is a major plus. I've done a lot more hanging out with my friends recently, than I did in the past two years. I've also been visiting my mom more, and she couldn't be more thrilled.
I am currently being a fish mommy to two bettas. Vincent- a blue regular with maroon and white highlights, and Borris II- a crimson crowntail with blue traces. Boris the 1st was purchased at the same time as Vincent, but he suffered from an acute case of swim bladder infection that somehow developed into a severe case, and he eventually died from it. I was a bit surprised. I'll not yammer on about them much, as they will most likely be the major topic of discussion. I have awful quality pictures that I will soon host for you all to gawk at.
There is more madness that I could ramble on about, but it's nearly 5 AM...so I think I will call it a night for now.
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| Tuesday, March 27th, 2007
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8:03 pm - Art Update
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| Thursday, March 8th, 2007
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7:36 pm - Income tax return
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I'm a bit bummed, because my income tax is very puny. I'm going to have Ryan's Mom double check my calculations. Hopefully, I've made some horrible mistake, and I'll get back more monnies....T.T
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| Sunday, February 18th, 2007
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1:26 am - Technology hates me
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It isn't something that I just noticed, but something that's been getting exponentially worse and worse, as of late. It's like I don't even have to use a computer to enrage it into non-good-worky-doo. Let me elaborate. Within the past 2 years, two of my laptops have out of the blue just stopped turning on, and my current box has some type of crippling retardation that renders it about as effective as a door stop. Even Ryan's box that he and Ross built themselves has started to go 'duurrrrr', as I like to call it.
Right now I'd do almost anything to get a comp that can actually run photoshop without randomly freezing the entire computer. I'm not even over exagerating. Usually when a program freezes, you can still continue to use the computer, but when photoshop goes down on this bad boy, everything stops. We've eliminated every possble cause except that my motherboard is fucked (I think I've already mentioned this on a previous entry *shrug* ). My dilema is since I hate this box so much I'm tempted to just get a brand new system. I figure it's something that I've never tried before, so it's worth a run. And hell, maybe if I buy it fresh it won't break in 2 or 3 months?! Seriously, the second hand laptop that Ryan gave me as a gift didn't even last me 4 months before it just stopped working. Period. To my knowledge, he still owes Nick and Barry for that piece of junk. It's insane. I'm decently knowledgable about the do's and dont's of computer usage, so I'm 99% sure it's not something specific that I'm doing that's caused my misfortune. Perhaps in a past life I was some crazy old lady that didn't know how to defrag her HD?
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| Wednesday, February 14th, 2007
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10:44 pm - An interesting turn of events.
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I woke up this morning thinking that it'd just be another boring day, only to find that when I went to get into my car, there was a very solid layer of ice around the entire vehicle. Go figure. I tried several times to get inside, but in the end the car laughed at me mockingly as I retreated to the apartment to gather some water and see if it was as futile as I'd imagined. On the way I called work to let them know I'd be a 'little late'. Turns out that the water did do wonders in thawing just enough ice around the edges of the door to let me armstrong my way in, but let me tell you, I hate the doors on the Miata enough on a regular basis but trying to force those frosty sons of bitches open with just your thumb and first finger blows. Hard.
Babysteps.
The car started fine (thankfully) but now I faced the daunting task of clearing my windshield. This would have been a lot easier, if my wipers were in working order. The night before I thought I'd be smart and pull them away from the glass so they didn't freeze from the sleet, but it really didn't help much, as it just made room for more ice to collect in the recess. That'll teach me to think ahead. Anywho, I broke out the ice scraper and laid down some mad hacking skillz on the area I wanted to see out of. And I do mean mad. I swore pretty steadily through this entire ordeal. I took a lot of breaks, because it was fucking cold, and I couldn't find any gloves for the love of me. Eventually, with a combination of attrition ice scraper wailing and the car gradually heating up, the front window was relatively clean.
At this point, I thought I was home free. Hoo, was I wrong. I went to back out. The car lurched backward, but really didn't move. I tried a few more times before getting out and clearing the tires so they weren't obstructed, but they car just wouldn't get any traction. I spent a decent amount of time clearing away as much ice/snow muck as I could, but it didn't seem to help at all. I noticed that it was pretty deep under the car, so I figure that is part of the problem. I called work again and told them the situation, and pretty much left it at that. Since I lived so close I suggested someone come and pick me up, but that was a no go.
So I stayed home, anxiously anticipating my new phone. Yes, I was that bored. And I still am. The site says it's expected arrival is the 15th. I just hope it comes before I get off work. It's kinda sad that I'm looking forward to a cell phone more than anything else right now...but hey I guess you gotta distract yourself with something o.o;
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| Tuesday, February 13th, 2007
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6:18 pm - New Phone :o
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Yes, I finally am getting back into the information age by cell phoning it up. It hasn't arrived in the mail yet, but here is a picture.
I'll most likely give you a call like an excited retarded little school girl once I get it activated and such, so if you see some weird phone number, it just might be me o.o;
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| Wednesday, January 31st, 2007
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6:16 pm - Ocean Ghosts @ Carabar
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| Saturday, January 27th, 2007
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1:26 am - What I ACTUALLY did last night...
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Fell a bit short of what I had planned. I got a late start on going to the gym and they were already closed by the time I'd gotten there. To my dismay they close at 8 on Friday nights....:/ So I pretty much just returned home and fiddled around online. I'd wanted to go to a bar or something, but the people that I got in touch with weren't up for it, so we got some beer and watched Serenity. I'd seen about half of it, but for some reason didn't finsih. Anywho, it was a decent movie, the ending was hillarious, and I enjoyed watching it. My only complaint was that we started it around 1 or so...so it was almost 4 by the time I was ready for bed. This morning it sucked getting up, big time.
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| Friday, January 26th, 2007
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8:09 pm - The Usual
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The goings on around here are the usual monotony. I'm restless enough to drag myself to the gym, which I'll most likely do after I finish this entry.
The more I use iTunes the more I grow to hate it. I like my iPod well enough, but that program is the devil. Yes it looks clean and is fairly easy to use, and it's nice to be able to manage all of your media from one program, but not at the expense of slowing your computer down to a crawl. The icons are very small and difficult to click, and when I finally do manage to, it lags long enough for me to assume that I haven't, and click it an additional one or two times more than was necessary. As of late, it's been crashing for no reason better than it enjoys to see me suffer, I'm sure.
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| Sunday, January 14th, 2007
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2:51 am - FF XI anyone?
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I'm trying to sell my copy of FF XI PC version which includes Rise of the Zilart, Chains of Promathia and a bradygames guide for Spring '04 (yeah I know it's a bit dated...) If anyone knows anyone that may be interested in this, please poke me. I'm not trying to really turn a profit over, just get them out so I don't have to worry about 'em. Eventually I'm sure I'll stick it up on Ebay. I'm just too lazy at the moment x.x
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| Tuesday, January 2nd, 2007
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1:38 pm - Laptop :'(
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My laptop died, so I don't have a medium to get on the internet, unless I want to steal Ryan's comp- of which I'm doing right now. It's alright though, because he's at work and I'm on my lunch break. I'll elaborate on my New Year's as soon as possible.
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| Sunday, December 24th, 2006
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2:35 am - Happy 21st!
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Okay, so the 22nd was my 21st birthday.
( Drunken Escapades... )
It was around 5AM when I was finally ready to retire, and even then I didn't go right to sleep. I lounged around, nursing my water cup, hellbent that I was not going to get a hangover, which worked like a charm. Jenna and Ryan did not share the same fate, and so I was the cheery one greeting them eagerly when they finally woke. I was very proud of my mad water drinking skills.
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| Thursday, December 21st, 2006
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1:47 pm - Ninja-winter
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So seeing as I never write in my journal unless I'm bitching about something or other, here we are again, my lovely <3 This morning I woke up when Ryan left for work at 6:30AM and distinctly remember having a headache. I went back to bed, hoping it'd go away, but 8:10 rolled around and when I woke up once more, it was right there waiting for me like a hungry cat. I drug myself out of bed and off to work. The entire morning has been sort of a blur of doing things that I can't specifically recall, and I can't wait to come back home and do absolutely nothing for the rest of the evening. All I have to say is that I better not be sick tomorrow, or I'm going to be pissed. To add to all the stupid, going out to my car to head home for my lunch break, I noticed an odd shaped dent on the back area, just left of the trunk. It's dented like someone hit the car with a very very small bat, from overhead. I can't for the life of me figure out what the hell would make that kind of mark, but whatever it was, managed to chip off some of the paint in the process. This is about on par with my current car luck. I really don't want to tell Ryan about this, because I figure he may hold me responsible, when I have no idea what happened, or even a general time frame of when it may have happened. I hardly ever walk around to the rear of the car. And on that note I must scuttle back to work. Perhaps more bitching later, unless I value sleep more.
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