I lost my happy place

Ok, So I e-mailed the pictures of the float trip to myself.

Aristotle, who apparently is my new my mother as well as e-mail service provider decided I shouldn’t have them.

 

I e-mailed Aristotle today to ask customer service where they were. “Oh yes, they are in our filter, did you mean to send them without a body?”

 Did I send them without a body? Then I must have meant to.

Duh, I don’t need to send myself a message saying here are your pictures self, in case you forgot.

So I’ve contacted customer service twice to find out where my stinkin pictures are. I want them now.

They do a good job of keeping out spam, but occasionaly they keep out friends as well. And now, monitoring my picture habits is the last straw.

Nothing to see here

Its just Monday, no big deal

Teenagers are so fun. one foot in the baby bed and one on a trans am.

I’m crabby for no reason, oh maybe it was lack of sleep and arguing with a teen at 1 a.m. but who knows. He’ll out grow it, or I will. Funny, he was gone for two weeks and it only took 48 hours to get into an argument.

That’s it, nothing going on here. Oh, except, cleaned my closet and got rid of half of the stuff in there. Poor shoes. And after giving away half of what was in there, I realized I didn’t like most of what was left. Not sure why, just don’t really like it. Color coordinated everything and obsessed over if the pink and black shirt goes with pink or black and finally decide right in the middle, pink on one side next to it and black on other.

 

E-bay shopped and plotted with OS to do sewing contest at Fighter’s. Nonnie came to see Sara and brought pictures from the float trip. They are on my computer and if my server will behave I’ll share a few.

g-mail is a source of amusement.

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It’s in the shoes.

Ok, so why was I head first in the back of my closet this morning?

Digging for shoes.

Those are too this. These are too that. What’s that all about?

Well, for some reason I think my fate is tied to my shoes, Don’t get a job? well I wore the wrong shoes. Got a job? good shoes. Why is that? I’m reasonably intelligent, have degree, experience and aptitude. Why do I feel I’m judged by what I’m wearing? I don’t even know that I want this job, but there I was-trying on three different pairs of shoes hoping to find the ones that say, “competent, creative and hardworking” Maybe I should just let the shoes go on the interview and just stay home.

Do guys face this kind of pressure? or do they just wake up, pick out a clean shirt and pants, comb their hair and go to it?

Its crazy, I know, but I’m convinced that a specific job for a specific non-profit that I was 110 percent qualified wasn’t given to me because of looks. How crummy is that? How do you fight against that kind of ignorance? And yes I’m still bitter, its been six months or so, but I’m still mad about it and am working on that.

I’d rather be a barefoot hippie growing tomatoes in the backwoods. but that don’t pay no bills.

You get whatever you choose

Oh no, you can't do that

Once you've started wearing those shoes

Oh no, you can't do that

Once you've started wearing those shoes

Eagles, "those shoes"

Never send Word to do an InDesign job

Word is Satan and it has minions, they are “auto” and “format”

I was going to title this “How about I just poke you in the eye?”

See I think that Word needs to be poked in the eye with a poker and than be beat with that same poker while it holds its eye.
Happiness is doing it right the first time and doing it in InDesign.

So why are you doing it in Word you ask? well it started there and after three redesigns, I just decided it can stay. But never again, this is the last time. It will have to be as I’m killing Word and it won’t be good for anyone. Ever.

Why yes it is raining

And its because Princess Rising Sun and I washed cars yesterday. You can thank me later.

1. Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?Hooking up words and phrases and clauses.
   Conjunction Junction, how’s that function?
   I got three favorite cars
   That get most of my job done.
   Conjunction Junction, what’s their function?
   I got “and”, “but”, and “or”,
   They’ll get you pretty far.

   “And”:
   That’s an additive, like “this and that”.
   “But”:
   That’s sort of the opposite,
   “Not this but that”.
   And then there’s “or”:
   O-R, when you have a choice like
   “This or that”.
   “And”, “but”, and “or”,
   Get you pretty far.

   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   Hooking up two boxcars and making ‘em run right.
   Milk and honey, bread and butter, peas and rice.
   Hey that’s nice!
   Dirty but happy, digging and scratching,
   Losing your shoe and a button or two.
   He’s poor but honest, sad but true,
   Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   Hooking up two cars to one
   When you say something like this choice:
   “Either now or later”
   Or no choice:
   “Neither now nor ever”
   Hey that’s clever!
   Eat this or that, grow thin or fat,
   Never mind, I wouldn’t do that,
   I’m fat enough now!

   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   Hooking up phrases and clauses that balance, like:
   Out of the frying pan and into the fire.
   He cut loose the sandbags,
   But the balloon wouldn’t go any higher.
   Let’s go up to the mountains,
   Or down to the sea.
   You should always say “thank you”,
   Or at least say “please”.

   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   Hooking up words and phrases and clauses
   In complex sentences like:

   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   Hooking up cars and making ‘em function.
   Conjunction Junction, how’s that function?
   I like tying up words and phrases and clauses.
   Conjunction Junction, watch that function.
   I’m going to get you there if you’re very careful.
   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   I’m going to get you there if you’re very careful.
   Conjunction Junction, what’s your function?
   I’m going to get you there if you’re very careful.

Word of the Day

Do you know what retro-sexual means? My boss asked me yesterday. Being the word freak I am, I started thinking about all the possible meanings, not all of which I shared with him. Ended up laughing so hard almost fell off chair. So, no cheating and looking it up if you don’t know, lets hear your best guess. If you know, or think you know, lets hear it.

my new car

my monday came on tuesday

yes I have a headache, yes I stayed up way to late doing nothing of significance, yes I know I’m too old for that. Pouty, whiny, and oh, my skirt is cute. Also, I went and scheduled a job interview for Thursday.

What? you say? didn’t you just change jobs?

Well yes, but they asked so nicely, and remember the no thing? I love my job, I do, but what if they offer me the moon?

That’s about it, nothin else going on here, except actual work, which is creative and good and makes me happy.

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