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November 30, 2005

Smoking Sucks

After five days of people smoking in Texas I came home to a lovely sinus infection. Oh joy. Oh rapture. Now my face is swollen and my nose is bleeding from all the blowing chunks of snot out. Did I gross anyone out yet? Deal with it. The worst part is my doctor said he'd send in an order for Keflax and shot off an email to his staff to do it. That's like talking to air. They have gotten better but still seem to fuck up when I really need something. So last night I got off early only to drag Jake to the pharmacy for an empty order. Bah. I emailed my doctor and threatened to take pictures of the snot and send it to him. :p

What was funny about the smoking was that they knew I was allergic. Their fix? Stand right outside the room and smoke while a fan blew the smoke right in. I didn't want to point out the obvious so I just dealt with the consequences. Oy. It reminded me of the Smoking VS Non Smoking sections in restaurants. Same ventilation only tables apart. It was more like the smoking VS deal with it sections if you ask me.

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November 28, 2005

We're Home! *hugs apartment*

It's so good to be home. I had a blast in Texas but the novelty wore off on Friday. Which was fine except we were stuck there til Sunday. After deep thought and much consideration (and his mother pitching a fit over half a dozen times) we decided that if we move to Texas it will be AT LEAST an hour or two from his family. Close enough for emergencies and weekend trips (not every month, mind you), but far enough to ward off any daily visits or expectations of chores. That woman almost puts a Jewish mother to shame. I love her dearly but damn... My only defense was pure sarcasm. I'm surprised she didn't haul off and slap me. I still think she secretly hopes we'll break up so she'll have her son back. Here's just a few of the tantrums I thwarted.

Example one:
Jake's step dad, Wayne, says the word 'fucking' and his mom yells "Don't you cuss around the kids!" So I pipe up, "Yeah. What the fuck do you think you're doing?" She ended up laughing and he got a kick out of it.

Example two:
His mom tosses the top to some food platter to him in a huff to throw away and he crumbles it. She yells "'I don't want to hear ANY more noise!" I say, "Uhhh... can we breath, or is that too distracting to the cooking?" Wayne and Jake laughed while his mother simmered.

Example three:
She yelled about him getting the fucking bananas. So of course I said, "Will the non fucking ones do?" She hushed and Wayne said, "So which ones do you want?" She snapped "What do you mean?" and he said, "The fucking or non fucking ones?" We all started laughing so she basically just said whichever they have. I could swear I heard her jaw snap at that one, though

For the most part she mellowed after I said something. There wasn't much she could do but save face and laugh along. I know that we're going to have a brawl one of these days, though. I love her to death but that woman needs a stern talking to. She treats Jake like a kid and expects everyone to read her mind on what she wants. No matter what is done it's not good enough. Jake's dad is a nice guy, as long as you don't discuss politics, religion or homosexuality. Then the redneck kicks in and everyone gets their feelings hurt. *sigh* It's been so many years since I had to deal with 'family' and all their quirks it's like trying to ride a bike. Every time I get frustrated I look at Jake and realize why I'm dealing with it. *smiles* It's worth every pulled hair.

On to better things. So I ran up their outside stairs and fell through a rotted out step. Right up to my knee. The bad news is my foot and knee are bruised. I'm guessing just soft tissue damage. The good news is that it's not my knee that I had surgery on. I may not be graceful but at least I've mastered fucking up one leg at a time. Oh joy. Oh rapture.

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November 22, 2005

Wago... errr.... Airplanes Ho......

We are Texas bound as of 6am on Wednesday. You know what that means? A 3am wake-up call and out the door by 3:20am. It hurts to even type that early of an hour. It's not morning until the sun hits the window in my book, so this is a night flight by my standards. If all goes well we should be touching ground at 11am. Just in time to crawl into bed for a nap. That is... after the hour and a half drive to hicksville. I can't wait to see all of Jake's family again and pump some Jewish blood back into that household. His mother was worried about what to cook for dinner. She thought I'd be offended if she served pork. As long as it doesn't hit my plate I'm good to go.

Some years ago a friend dragged me to her family's house, insisting that it wasn't healthy to spend holidays alone. Apparently sitting at the table while people treated you like a charity case was supposed to lift my spirits. So here I was, plate in hand for the main course. They brought out this funky looking charred meat and placed it infront of me. I asked what it was and the mother smiled and said it's Por.... ohhh noo. There I was, twelve people staring at me as if they had just served my dad's head on a platter. I smiled and said, "peanut butter and jelly it is." After three hours of apologies I couldn't wait to get my ass home. Needless to say I passed on future invites. If I wanted guilt on that scale I'd go to Temple.

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One Step Closer to a Raise

My boss called me into her office yesterday to tell me that she was giving me a promotion. We talked about it for a while and then she asked me to write out my duties so that she could submit it for approval. Apparently I still have to wait for them to agree to reclassify me. She also said that she didn't know if the reclassification would give me a pay raise. That seriously blows. Why give me all this added responsibility if you aren't going to pay me for it?

She also talked to me about how I should not be chit chatty with the coworkers (the other AAs) so that they can accept me in this pseudo supervisor role. I agreed with her on that. I've never been accepted into their little clique so we have always kept our distance. I wonder how they'll treat me now? At best they were pleasant when they needed something from me. It didn't matter much because I'm there to work. I look for friendship on my own dime. The one AA who gets under my skin is going to be a challenge. Hopefully my boss can keep her at bay.

I will find out within the next two weeks, so keep your fingers crossed. If it's a yes then a start my new role December 12th. Oh joy, oh rapture. All I can say is that they'd better pay me more....

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November 20, 2005

Highlights or Bride of Frankenstein?

Saturday Jake and I got hair cuts. My friend owns a salon and is the best in town. He looked great (of course) and then it was my turn. I finally gave her the okay to cut my hair. It's been long for years (halfway down my back) and I needed a change. She happily chopped off 4 to 5 inches and asked if she could give me highlights. I've never had them so I said go for it. She talked of 'bold strips' and I nodded, not knowing what she meant. She covered my hair in tinfoil and I felt like some freak blocking alien mind probes. 20 minutes later she washed and styled it. I finally realized what she meant by BOLD strips. After putting on my best 'I love it' smile I walked to the car and stared at my stripes. Dude... This is going to take some getting used to. Jake said he loves it and I think it looks good the way she styled it. The only problem is that I wear my hair back (which shows the stripes more) and it's going to be curly when I wash it. The real verdict is ten minutes after I walk in the door. If I hear whispering, that means they hate it. *crosses fingers* Wish me luck.

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November 18, 2005

Peeking Through The Window


Night shot
Originally uploaded by j00wish.
When my camera first arrived we put it to the test. This is a shot of our street at night. You can see the screen but it's still a cool shot. I am having a ball with my new toy. :D

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November 17, 2005

Your Confidence in Me is Overwhelming

The new supervisor turned in her one month notice this week. I don't blame her. The people she had to supervise gave her hell from day one. They were upset that their old boss was booted out and wanted my boss to know it. Funny thing is, they didn't do anything but hurt themselves. The new gal tried to stand up for them and make things easier. She spent her days helping them to stay ahead while putting her duties on the back burner. Now they're going to have to be responsible for their own work and face my boss' wrath if they continue to slack off. In short: they fucked up.

After she put in her notice she asked me if I read her resignation email. I said yes and she looked at me and smiled. Then she said, "I covered your ass. When the boss said she didn't know how she was going to find another supervisor with my qualifications I told her she didn't have to. She had the perfect person for the job sitting right outside her door. That she should promote you, give you my responsibilities and take over the supervising part. She agreed." I was blown away. I thanked her and commented that I wasn't going to hold my breath on it. She said that if the boss doesnt do it by the time she leaves to call her up.

Later on that day my friend asked me about the position. Then the IT guy called and asked. Apparently my boss had talked to them about it. The next day my other friend tried to give me the heads up on some very cool news. It would seem she's been talking to everyone about it BUT me. As great as a promotion would be I can't help but be annoyed that she didn't feel comfortable talking to me about it. I can see her not wanting to get my hopes up, but this talking to everyone else about it is rubbing me raw. I'm just waiting for the janitor to ask me what I think about my new position.

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November 16, 2005

*Flip Flop Flip Flop*


Flip Flops
Originally uploaded by j00wish.
I sound like a slacker walking down the corrider at work these days. I can't wait until my toe stops being so damn sensitive. You'd think it was PMSing. Right now I am basically wearing flip flops until I can wear a shoe without screaming everytime the top touches my toe. What's great is that someone asked if I had a costume on at work on Halloween. I said that I was a beach bum and let it go at that. Suckers...

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November 14, 2005

Our new kittens


Our new kittens
Originally uploaded by j00wish.
Jake and I spent the day at a woman's house who fostered cats. She was amazing. 12 kittens and 10 adult cats roamed freely about the house. All were affectionate and playful. She is a lawyer and does this in her spare time. By spare I mean every minute she has free. After five minutes of cuddling and playing with the different kittens we started talking about adopting two instead of one. The short hair Russian Blue mix was a bit too shy for us, so we focused on her two long haired grey brothers and long haired black sister. By the time we had left we were almost sure we'd take the one gray male and 1 black female. After talking about it tonight we decided that would be best. They were all so sweet and friendly, but the two we chose came up to us immediately and kept coming back.

A short story on the kittens. The woman found out they were on the KILL LIST because they had a cold. Although it's easily treatable, they choose to euthanize them. She rescued them and they are now almost over the cold. I called my vet to make sure it was okay and she said that as long as they are well by the time we pick them up it shouldn't be a problem. Count down til kitty time!

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November 13, 2005

Kitten Alert!

We've had a great couple of days off. It was so nice to sleep in and lounge around together. Yesterday we decided to go in search of a new scratching post (the old one is quite weathered). The first pet store we stopped at had kitten adoptions, so of course we had to stop and drool. A lady asked if we were interested in a kitten and I told her about my Russian Blue ordeal. I just couldn't see myself spending $500 to $700 dollars on a cat. She smiled and said, "We've got Russian Blue kittens that will be ready for adoption in a couple of weeks. I almost fainted. I signed the two page application and played with the other kittens for a while before finally making an appointment to meet with her today. I am trying to not get my hopes too high (yeah right) until I see them. Keep yer fingers crossed!

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November 09, 2005

*Sigh* I Can't Win For Losing

We came home tonight and noticed four dead fish... making it a total of 6 dead in two days. I called the fish store and talked to the owner, who is very nice, and mentioned that the statue I got was peeling. I brought in a water sample and the statue just in case. Sure enough, one whiff of the statue and he knew what the problem was. Apparently food fell into the broken arm crack and rotted there. When I was cleaning the tank I bumped the statue and all that crap seeped out into the water, killing my YoYo Loaches and Rummy Nose Tetra. *sigh*

Now I have to try and stabilize the PH levels so I can get more fish. Oh and as for the statue? I trashed that sucker. Now I have to find another one. What a way to end the year. Bah!

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November 07, 2005

New Fishies!


New fishies!
Originally uploaded by j00wish.
:jake: and I went shopping over the weekend and brought home some new fish. Four Silver Tipped Tetras to add to the menagerie. They're really cool and very active.

I'm so picky about what fish to get. I want to stick with ones that are community fish. No nippers! There's nothing worse than a tank full of chomped on fish.

Unfortunately we lost two fish too. We came home to one dead loach (the older one) and my Rummy Nose Tetra. Now I have to search for another one. Aparently Rummy Nose Tetras are a rare find around LA.

In other news: It's a four day week. Woo Hoo!

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November 04, 2005

I Want to Kill My Boyfriend

I swear, we are not some sort of creepy slob types. We simply have a fan by the bed. On :jake:'s side. On the dresser. I am always telling him not to place things on there that could blow onto the floor, especially things that could be harmful to the cats. That being said I walked into my boss' office yesterday to give her a report and walked to my desk. I was looking at my flip flop to find what was on the heel to make it slippery and hear her call my name in some freaky voice. I turn around and she's pointing to something on the floor. Then she picks it up. I walk in and as I get closer the shiny square packet comes into view. She's holding a USED condom wrapper. Words can not describe how mortified I was. I stood there with my jaw to the floor, not even knowing what to say. Then she said, "I'm going to complain to the management about this... and go wash my hands." I almost died. She left the office and I wanted to crawl under a rock and hide. A minute later she brought in the building guy to show him and he said, "The janitors usually carry trash bags with them and it probably fell off of one of them." I felt like I dodged the bullet of a lifetime. Then she brought in random people to look at it in the condom in the trash. You'd think they never saw a fucking condom before. Actually, some of them probably haven't. When :jake: called I quietly threatened his life. After telling him what happened he burst into laughter. The trash is going on HIS side of the bed, damn it...

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November 03, 2005

She's Gone :(

I took my cat into be put to sleep yesterday. She hadn't eaten in 4 days and stayed in the same spot for a day at a time. When I tried to pet her she didn't even respond. You could tell she was in pain. I went into the room they have designated for this and sat on the couch. Ginger calmed down and leaned against me as I pet her. The doctor was awesome and cried the whole time with me. You could tell how much she cared about animals. I left two hours later, and still found it hard to drive.

Losing an animal that you treat like it's a part of your family is so painful. My boss, who has the compassion of a gnat when it comes to animals, told me I should have kept the money and done something for myself instead of having her in the hospital. I'm just thankful I had almost a month more to say goodbye and spoil her even more. I know she felt loved. Her pain is over... know it's time to take care of ours.

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November 01, 2005

Living La Vida Broka

Maybe it's a sign of age, but for the first year I am not in a race with the devil bills to see if I can get my tax refund before they overwhelme me. The extra bills I have aren't bank breaking and I am still doing good. The only *frivolous* purchases that really hit my checking account was the camera and extra memory stick for it. The plane tickets to visit :Jake:'s family for Thanks Giving was planned for (hops around the room excited). The only unexpected bill was Ginger's vet stay and I have a year to pay that off. I'm finally mature and all that. Go me!

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