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February 28, 2008

Ewwww

I sneezed all over my cell phone. I hate being sick. I'm sick, woozy and not in the mood for anything. Blah

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February 26, 2008

Thank G-d It's Not My Board

As drama goes, I would rather chew on a mouth full of shit than have to deal with it. *puts away lunch* As with any community there's never a shortage of drama, no matter how mellow the place is. Lately the drama has been at the Sims site I love to go to. Incase you didn't want to read two posts down... and since I wrote out the whole fucking thing before realizing I had JUST wrote about it:

Two people start talking off the boards and it turns out the guy has a crush on the girl. Both say they are in a bad marriage and lust blossoms. They post ALL over the place how much they adore each other, and I sign up thinking said two are a couple. I learn of marriage issue later, and stifle it because it's none of my business. Then the woman's spouse finds the password and signs onto the site. Que the drama. She comes clean, tells him everything (two points for her) and that she wants a divorce. He asks for another chance and she says yes (a million points for her). Then the guy's wife finds the emails (don't these people delete anything?) and goes ballistic. She breaks his Sims discs and says she's leaving. He posts a dramatic I'm leaving thread which manages to piss everyone off because he sounds like a total pussy and tries to pull the victim card.

Anyway, the thread is still active and more people are chiming in with their views. My biggest concern is that they're going to start going after each other. One poster already told people his wife cheated on him and he caught her, so he's thinking of how the wife must feel if she reads this post. My opinion is that while I feel for the wife (even though all past conversations make her sound to be a real bitch) it's the guy's choice to even post on there. And since he decided to add the whole 'I was just being nice' bit all bets are off. The people went nuts and I even tried to make some sense of it all but couldn't without doing a little knee to the groin. If the guy would just shut up we'd all go back to our regularly scheduled fucking around and downloading custom content. Anyway, I'm sick and at home and not in the mood.

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February 25, 2008

Definitely on Mother's Day Card


Mad... or Cough Drops in Mouth
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This Sunday we went to my friend's unveiling. In the Jewish religion when a person dies they place the actual headstone a year later as a final farewell. It was a tough day for me. The man who died was like a father to me. He even offered to take me in as a foster child at one point. His daughter and I became friends and I even TA'd for him at school (he was an administrator there). Like all high school drama his daughter and I fought about something silly and my life got even more complicated. Years later it's one of my biggest regrets. Losing touch with some wonderful people over something that could have been fixed in one (or two) phone calls.

As fate would have it I met up again with his daughter and we have been talking and even hung out. Unfortunately it was after his death and I can only hope he sees me. Anyway, back to the unveiling. Jake was sick and I was starting to feel less than stellar, so we could only go to the ceremony. My friend showed up in crocks and some sort of shawl that made her look like a homeless person. Classic.... Her dad was probably smiling the whole time. My favorite part was when the Rabbi gave Jake a Yarmulke to wear. I whipped out my camera so I could snap a shot and grinned like a fool. After the ceremony my friend asked if I got a photo. She knows me so well...

So now it's Monday, I'm sick (thanks, hon) and didn't go to work. My boss is less than pleased but I think she's catching onto the idea that me NOT being there means I am NOT infecting everyone else. Now if I can just get my taxes done quickly so I can get back home. *sigh*

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February 22, 2008

Bad Decisions by Good People

Sometimes people fuck up. Good people. Sweet people. Lonely people. A friend, who is married, looked to those she cared for to get the comfort and love that she wasn't getting at home. One guy popped up who showed her extra and an online relationship began. At first it was sweet. Teasing on the boards (not mine) and conversations. Then it became more and they were openly viewed as a 'couple'. I've always said she needs to break away first, then look for love. But that is someone looking in from the outside. I supported her and hoped for the best. The expected happened... her husband found the emails and looked on the board. They spoke and she asked for a divorce. He wanted a chance and she said yes, but it wasn't in her heart. This should have been a clue. A lesson learned. But instead of deleting the emails and laying low the guy manages to have his wife find them and she leaves. Instead of dropping the balls and accepting his choices he whined and said he'd made a huge mistake. Publicly. It was sooo not cool. Now my friend is trying to work through what to do next and deal with the pain of not having him to help her along emotionally.

It's been pointed out that I'm milder on the Sims site. I guess I am... considering I didn't rip him a new one when reading the post. I don't dislike the guy... I'm just not happy with his actions. A lesson (hopefully) learned and more drama to put behind for my friend, and one more reason for me to make sure the channels are open with :jake: . I think we're doing pretty good as far as not hiding things from each other. We share IM messages, PMs, posts and phone call conversations. I trust him and I hope that he trusts me. Relationships can be a bitch, y'all!

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February 20, 2008

Beefcake with a Smile


Much better
Originally uploaded by j00wish
I try to take nice photos. I smile, bat my eyes and make sure the makeup is on right. Jake does a last minute flex pose and gets almost 100 views. Granted, I added the photo to the All About Male group on Flickr... but come on! His photo is on page 26 to 30 the last I checked. So he's still mega popular 30ish pages back. Yeppers, the love of my life is Mr. Popular among gay men who prefer Bears. Yay....

I've been taking more self photos lately. Part of the reason is boredom, part because I'm finally beginning to be happy with how I look again. For so long I didn't want to see myself in a photo. It was another reminder of how much I've changed since the accident. Another ache in my heart that I was not getting better and another push to the realization that I either had to do a life altering surgery or suffer in pain. A year and a half later and I am beginning to remember the old me. The old life. Now I just have to save up so I can get out and enjoy the world outside. That's NOTHING compared to what I've been through. That's a fucking cakewalk.

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February 19, 2008

Fun Times at Work

Odessa: So... Russian roulette question time
Jake: ?
Odessa: I looked at my calendar and its PMS time for Mila and myself
Jake: oh Jesus
Odessa: She's a raging bitch
Odessa: Should I remind her?
Jake: In the most subtle way possible, lest you both rush at each other and suddenly I look out the window and see a fucking mushroom cloud hanging over your office area

Yeah, so this week should be interesting. I'm guessing we'll be found in her office, me with my eyes gouged out and her with a broken neck, by the end of the week. Having the same cycle is a bitch when it's your boss. Add to the fact that she can be a royal bitch at ANY time of the month and you've got a one way pass to the unemployment line. Or the police station. Which ever.

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February 15, 2008

Like Clockwork

Every day I go to break and lunch around the same time. It's rare I'm off by more than ten minutes. Every day I have someone call or come by with work related crap and they always say the same thing: "I know you're at lunch but..." There are a *few* times they pull the "Oh, you're at lunch? Anyway..." Either way I don't get to just kick back and rest in peace. Yes, I *can* go to the second floor and sit in a room that is filled with people I don't know and twittle my thumbs... or I can volley annoying calls and sit at my desk and blog. You do the math.

Today I get two calls from coworkers, one coworker that comes over and leaves when she sees my LUNCH sign up and finally a call from my boss. She starts to tell me about a problem, then attempts to rush me off of the phone by saying 'Anyway, you're at lunch we'll deal with this afterwards'. Oh sure... like that's going to sit well. Don't throw an issue partly in my lap, then snag it away and hold it over my head so I have to think about it for the rest of the hour. I FINALLY cut her off and just kept saying, "Just tell me, tell me, TELL ME." It ended up being something that the other coworker was bitching about... and it WASN'T my problem. I hate when people blame the software when it's a user issue. The report ISN'T wrong... The person running it incorrectly is. *grumbles* I even blurted out, 'It's a USER error" while said user was in the room. I didn't make any friends today, that's for sure. Fuck em if they can't do their job. Is it five yet?

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February 14, 2008

Crumbs? You're Giving Me CRUMBS?


Crumbs...
Originally uploaded by j00wish
Yeah... so this morning Jake and I had a fight. First he wakes up late... after turning off his stupid alarm that he set for four in the fucking morning. I mean come on! THEN I find out he didn't buy enough energy drinks and I am out. Whatever. He's so late that he can't run to the store so I grumble but deal with it. He quickly hands me my lunch bag while cooking his breakfast and I look in. Crumbs. He gives me crumbs for a snack. Aparently he ran out of THOSE too. Meanwhile he has all the ingredients to cook a big breakfast and all his needs are taken care of. Me... not so much. Selfish much? Fucker...

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February 13, 2008

In The Corner... NOW!

Oh G-d! The mentality of my workplace just dropped below a two year old. We have two coworkers being pissy with each other and I'm the one that has to deal with it. One coughs so the other bitches. The coughing chick retaliates by bitching about the lazy one always being away from her desk. The latest installment of As the Playground Turns was this morning. We get an email from the lazy one bitching about the coughing one not doing all her work fast enough. I kid you not. Her cryptic email made my eye twitch. She spent the whole day monitoring this other person's workload... but didn't do shit to help out. My friend/coworker, who was also CC'd on the latest bitch mail, rolled her eyes and shot back asking the lazy one to clarify what her email was actually for. While part of me wants to block any bitch content from my Inbox I am curious to see how she'll spin this one. "Oh, I was just letting you know...' isn't going to fly. *grabs popcorn*.

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February 12, 2008

When a Date is JUST a Date

I'm one of those people that likes celebrating things ON the day they happened. It just seems silly to put something off like it's a trip to the dentist. Birthdays, holidays, anniversaries, etc... If you couldn't put off HAVING the baby on that day, then why should you retroactively put off celebrating. Wishing me a happy birthday three days prior so you won't forget is just sad. It's like you're saying, 'I can't be arsed to remind myself to remember an important date to you, so just be happy I remembered it at all'. Gee... thanks. February 14th is coming up and I was hoping to have the usual romantic dinner at home. I find out today that I'm being dragged into some meeting that is supposed to go until 5:30pm, but has some people who will talk until 7pm... easy. 'Just celebrate it on the weekend'. Riiiight. Just because YOUR personal life is devoid of any romance and love doesn't mean mine has to be. So yeah, this year's Hallmark sponsered holiday is being delayed. I had BETTER be let go early the next day. Damn it!

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February 11, 2008

My Boyfriend....

Is a total pussy. He's nervous about going back to school. Mind you, he's been going to classes for the past few years. His class tonight? Spanish. It's a no brainer! He's been speaking/writing Spanish for years. The class is just the second level. The first one put him to sleep and made him a G-d among men to his fellow classmates. He would ramble off answers and they would gasp in amazement. I can't wait for him to realize his potential in life. He's so talented, so smart. He's got so much to offer and just can't grasp that simple concept. All he needs to do in life is just keep a positive outlook and just try. The rest is like breathing for him. Oh yeah, and pay the fucking bills.

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February 08, 2008

The Claws Come Out

I'm usually a pretty easy going person. I like most people and give waaaaay too many chances to those who take advantage of me. Every once in a while someone comes along and just rubs me the wrong way. It's not even something they've done, per say. It's just... HOW they do it. Talk, walk, form a sentence, BREATHE. Something that I can't quite put my finger on. Ironically enough it's usual a female. Heh. Sometimes I blame the girl gene. The part of me that loves feminine things and enjoys the occasional light romantic comedy. The part that cries at sappy parts and feels complete when all is well at the end of some movie. That part also is responsible for some catty remark about a total stranger based on their look... or snarky comment about some guy for his low level flirtations. It doesn't happen often, which makes it all the more shocking when said comments fly out of my mouth. I'm thinking of getting a shirt that says, 'Nothing personal.. just being a girl'.

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February 07, 2008

Again!?!

I swear I want to kill Jake sometimes. Once again he didn't pay his bill. *grumbles* I just don't know what to do. I want to scream. I want to yell. I just am at my wits end. Emotionally I'm drained, physically... we won't even go there. We need a new game plan and fast. How can two people move forward when you can't get past the first hurdles?

I am tossing and turning about my taxes this year. Do I go to the guy that screwed them up last time or try to do them on my own. If I do them on my own I know I won't get the same amount back... but at least I won't get screwed if he doesn't do everything right. *sigh* Time to learn TurboTax. At least I save money that way.

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February 06, 2008

Didja Vote?


Voting IS Sexy
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The next day I am already fussing at myself for picking Hillary. I picked for the Democrats and not the people. I know that sounds bad... but when you look at who the Republicans put into office JUST to get a Republican in you can hopefully see my reasoning. Sorta. Kinda. BAH!

I know saying "I just want that idiot OUT of office" means dick when he's going regardless. Now it's on to who's going to take over. This year we have a little more than just 'the lesser of two evils' kind of vote. This year we have ground breaking candidates who seem to have promise. How all we need to do is get them into the White House. It's not going to be an easy task, either. We have nine months of mud slinging, dirt throwing and scandal uncovering before we get there. Nine months of forgetting about what they stand for and focusing on what they did twenty years prior. Meanwhile we have an alcoholic coke head moron for a President to worry about. I just want to get back to loving the country I was born in again.

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February 05, 2008

Voting for Dummies


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Every year it's the same thing. Hurry to get in line to vote and then wait on the committed (and VERY slow) volunteers to look you up in the system. This year I was determined to get there before the rush and arrived at 6:45am. I parked in front of a man who obviously had the same idea. I jumped out of the car and he followed, as if he wasn't quite sure of what to do. I was amazed that there were no other people around. I walked up to the usual spot only to see it was closed. They moved the spot and only put letter sized directions to let people know. Way to make it difficult guys. I tried following the confusing directions and was herded back on track by a nice guy who obviously did the same thing. The grin on his face should have told me something was up. This year they had something special. A new system. A new system that elderly volunteers had to figure out. Kill me now.

I arrived at the door sans makeup and looked at the guy in front of me. Cute, kinda pushy... he reminded me of the actor who played the boyfriend in Wedding Crashers. He might have been too. Anyway, he was quite chatty and we rolled our eyes at the slow moving line and inability to find names of people who had lived at the same spot for years. The new fangled machine seemed to stump the three volunteers for a bit and I thought about coming back in the evening. I figured NINE hours was enough time for them to at least get the fucking thing working. Finally it started to make noises and the people went to their polls. I started going into a spot and the man yelled for me to wait. Apparently they're segregating pollers now. I had to wait for a DEMOCRATIC polling spot. Lovely. The cute, pushy dude pointed me in the right direction and I quickly voted. Afterwards I waited for the volunteer to tell me I passed the 'You Know How to Vote' test and get my fucking sticker. I walked out and met up with the cute pushy dude, who wanted to chat some more. We laughed about the voting process and how it never gets any better and I made my way towards the... stopping to show a few wayward souls where the new location was. At least I have my sticker....

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February 04, 2008

Oh Go Away....

I loathe this time of year. The special interest groups are calling our house multiple times a day, each one trying to annoy the fuck out of me. Celebrities and people trying to sound as ethnic as possible, trying to scramble for last minute voters for their cause. "Yo man. I don't care what you are. Black, white, whateva. Just get out there and vote". Between that and Scarlet Johansson's pre taped recordings I've had my fill. Let tomorrow be over with so I can get back to my regularly scheduled quiet time.

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February 01, 2008

How... Sappy of You

I asked JakeD to pick up a nice birthday card for our friend so we can give her something other than a hug tonight when we see her. He came back with some retching Hallmark card. I'm still going to give it to her, but ya know... it made me wonder if the problem lies within the lame wording of the card or the ever growing cynical part of me. It was bad. It started out with "For a Special Friend" and ended with a "and I really, really like when it's your birthday. Because then I get to let you know how much you mean to me". Personally I would drive pens through my eyes if I got something like this. But I'm hoping to liquor her up enough to where it seems like whispers from G-d. Then liquor her up more so she pukes on it and we have to toss it... and all that's left is a vague memory of an awesome card that meant the world to her. Yeah... that's the plan.

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