That's me.
So I love my massage class. I'd prefer to work than be worked on, but maybe it's because I need deep tissue work and not many people are into that. Who knows.
Work is ... work. It's almost getting ridiculous to the point of insanity now. We aren't allowed to have paper at our desks anymore, and by the end of July, we won't be able to have books or magazines, either.
First we aren't allowed to think and now we aren't allowed to read. You know what? Forget that. If you want mindless drones doing this work, just make it all automatic systems without human help. Make it so everyone that needs this service needs to go to a store and have an agent fill the form out for them, instead of making people sit there and do nothing except act like robots, regurgitating scripts and pretending to care. At least then you would be able to have all systems and procedures filled to protocol, instead of making us have to make some lousy excuse as to why we aren't able [allowed] to resolve the situation.
People would have nobody to complain to, no one to cuss out, if they could see for themselves that certain things really were physically impossible. Instead of cursing ME out for doing my job so I don't get fired, they can get upset at the COMPUTER which has no options.
The computer doesn't think, it just ... does. Unlike the poor humans I work with, going into a mental atrophy. You know, we won't even be allowed COLORING BOOKS there?
Ridiculous.
Just ten more months of intellectual numbness and then I can spring that joint.
Effing a. Seriously.
So, on top of working 40+ hours a week, my night classes are 4 hours, Monday-Thursday. I have literally NO TIME to get online during the week, and one of the last things I want to do on my days off is sit on the computer. So all that nonsense about posting old stix? Yeah.... call me out on it, because that was BS.
Now I'm gonna go use my stimulus check to get my horn fixed. YES!
6.28.2008
6.18.2008
It's Wednesday
Yesterday was my birthday and it was FANTASTIC all thanks to my leetle seester. I woke up to see balloons and streamers everywhere. It was the nicest thing ever. Seriously. My family has NEVER done anything nice/spontaneous/awesome like that for me before. Usually I have to plan and decorate my own birthdays. But Mary did it for me. And it was GREAT.
My mom's gift to me was an oil change. My dad's gift is racing stripes, which we still need to order. Dallas gave me an awesome notebook from Thailand. Travis gave me the movie, Spirited Away (it's reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally long). Mary gave me a build-a-bear, her name is Celeste and she sits shotgun in my car.
Classes began last night and so far so good. My class is small. There were 10 of us there last night. I wish they had told me that classes are a rotation, where you just start at the beginning of a new segment, like Nutrition, and everyone else in the class has been there longer... That would have made a LOT more sense, but I'm okay now that I've figured it out.
I get a massage today and I'm pretty stoked. The only massages I've ever had are the ones they would give us at work, they were really soft and I always walked away frustrated. I didn't feel anything at the end of it.
You know how massages are supposed to make you feel better, relaxed and all that great stuff. Of course. The massages they'd get for us at work... they were nice while they were happening, but I never felt good at the end. Never felt relaxed. Ugh, I really disliked those massages. GRRR. I'm getting frustrated NOW just thinking of how UNgood those massages were. BLARGH! I give myself better, more satisfying massages than that "professional" gave. Sheesh.
My mom's gift to me was an oil change. My dad's gift is racing stripes, which we still need to order. Dallas gave me an awesome notebook from Thailand. Travis gave me the movie, Spirited Away (it's reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally long). Mary gave me a build-a-bear, her name is Celeste and she sits shotgun in my car.
Classes began last night and so far so good. My class is small. There were 10 of us there last night. I wish they had told me that classes are a rotation, where you just start at the beginning of a new segment, like Nutrition, and everyone else in the class has been there longer... That would have made a LOT more sense, but I'm okay now that I've figured it out.
I get a massage today and I'm pretty stoked. The only massages I've ever had are the ones they would give us at work, they were really soft and I always walked away frustrated. I didn't feel anything at the end of it.
You know how massages are supposed to make you feel better, relaxed and all that great stuff. Of course. The massages they'd get for us at work... they were nice while they were happening, but I never felt good at the end. Never felt relaxed. Ugh, I really disliked those massages. GRRR. I'm getting frustrated NOW just thinking of how UNgood those massages were. BLARGH! I give myself better, more satisfying massages than that "professional" gave. Sheesh.
6.12.2008
Low standards of accomplishment
November 2005 is up on http://stixd.blogspot.com/
Well, now that I know how, as long as I do some every time I get online (which isn't that often anymore) then I will eventually get done. Yes.
What I like about this is that the archive is completely accessible. And I like the layout more than myspace. I think I'm going to be a lurker of myspace these days and a regular here. SO much easier. Seriously.
Well, now that I know how, as long as I do some every time I get online (which isn't that often anymore) then I will eventually get done. Yes.
What I like about this is that the archive is completely accessible. And I like the layout more than myspace. I think I'm going to be a lurker of myspace these days and a regular here. SO much easier. Seriously.
6.11.2008
YES!
I've figured out how to have two blogs and one profile here.
If you click my complete profile link, it'll show that I have updates and rambling... and STIXD! YES! so exciting. I just need to transport all my images. Should be fun.
::accomplished::
If you click my complete profile link, it'll show that I have updates and rambling... and STIXD! YES! so exciting. I just need to transport all my images. Should be fun.
::accomplished::
Sighed Rafiki, "It is time."
So everything with financial aid is figured out, so I have orientation on Friday (hooray for leaving work early and getting half an occurance) and classes begin on Tuesday.
Mon-Wed I have to wear the blue Apollo scrubs and on Thursdays I can wear the scrubs of my choice. I am cheap. So I will wear the same ones all week.
Hopefully I will also get my bike fixed this weekend so I can start pedaling to work. Fantastic.
My birthday looks like it'll be really... low key. Kinda like people are remembering it, but it's just a date on the calendar. Like Passover for everyone too cool to be jewish. My dad is getting me a striping kit so I can spruce up Alfred, my mom is getting me an oil change, my sister is getting me a watch, or something... Sigh... What am I doing for my day off? Getting new contacts and an oil change. Then I'm going to school.
Best birthday... ever.
Well, it's better so far than last year was. I got to come home and do the dishes. Four days' worth of dishes. Yeah. Last year rocked.
Anyhow. Yeah. That's it.
Mon-Wed I have to wear the blue Apollo scrubs and on Thursdays I can wear the scrubs of my choice. I am cheap. So I will wear the same ones all week.
Hopefully I will also get my bike fixed this weekend so I can start pedaling to work. Fantastic.
My birthday looks like it'll be really... low key. Kinda like people are remembering it, but it's just a date on the calendar. Like Passover for everyone too cool to be jewish. My dad is getting me a striping kit so I can spruce up Alfred, my mom is getting me an oil change, my sister is getting me a watch, or something... Sigh... What am I doing for my day off? Getting new contacts and an oil change. Then I'm going to school.
Best birthday... ever.
Well, it's better so far than last year was. I got to come home and do the dishes. Four days' worth of dishes. Yeah. Last year rocked.
Anyhow. Yeah. That's it.
6.09.2008
Shut downs are always fun
At Sunday dinner at Chris's house last night, we've got a big group together and Clint (the idiot) keeps mentioning his girlfriend (shocker, I know) and how she's already got kids (oh dear).
During some point in the conversation, he said, "I lowered my standards and that's why I have a girlfriend with kids."
"Clint, maybe she lowered her standards and that's why you have a girlfriend at all."
Freaking jerk. Seriously.
During some point in the conversation, he said, "I lowered my standards and that's why I have a girlfriend with kids."
"Clint, maybe she lowered her standards and that's why you have a girlfriend at all."
Freaking jerk. Seriously.
6.08.2008
New Fish Post
I followed my e-sister here, and I realized that I like this place more than myspace. So here I am.
Let's start with what's going on these days:
-Still working at the call center. I don't like it, but I don't hate it. I'm indifferent at this point, but I have the best supervisor on the planet. I really want to make sure I don't screw up so I don't have a negative effect on HIS stats. My main problem, I guess, is that I like to help people and the company I work for is intent on making life difficult for the customers. So if I try to make it a pleasant experience for them, I don't follow the procedure my company wants, so I get screwed. So my challenge to is to separate my desire to be helpful from myself and just get a paycheck. Oh well.
-I turn 22 on June 17. It's a Tuesday, so it will be forgotten (but that happens no matter WHAT day of the week it is). So I requested the day off and hopefully someone will remember. If not, I got a day off.
-On June 17, I begin my Massage Therapy course at Apollo College (I'm seeing how far my mind can take me). I am REALLY excited about this. And I'm taking evening classes, so I will still be working full time in the mornings, walking in the afternoons, and then my classes are from 6-10 pm. No social life for me, but when presented with the opportunity, did I ever take it?
-I pretty much quit caring about my weight, and therefore gained. It's pretty awesome how that happens. But, thanks to gas prices, I'm going to start riding my bike to work in the mornings and use my gas to get to school at night. By the way, work is 9 miles away. This, I believe, will resolve my weight issue.
-My hair is black. So are my eyebrows. As if people didn't ask enough if my eyes are naturally blue, this will make that question more frequent. YES! And I actually like it a lot. I was surprised.
I had a crazy dream last night. Here you go:
Instead of having a Single's Branch at church anymore, we all just went to our family wards and there were super-organized single's activities. Because we didn't get to see each other on Sundays, the activities were always a big success, since that's the only time we'd really get to see each other.
Well, it just so happened that all the singles worked together in the same job. ...Climbing nets. There was a high plank that we started on, but then all day, all we did was just climb nets. If you were to cut your net and stand on the boards on the other side, you got in trouble and your supervisor got in even more trouble. "Productivity, all day long!" David Cook, from American Idol, was working next to me, and he cut his ropes and stood on the boards. I didn't know that we weren't allowed to do it, so I cut my own ropes and enjoyed staying still for a while.
This BIG ANGRY man starts screaming at people who aren't climbing and David got fired. I climbed up, and because I've got such an innocent face, and have had good stats, I didn't get into too much trouble, I just had 10 points deducted from my score (I didn't know we'd been earning points...).
That night, we had an awards ceremony and the person with the highest QA (quality assurance... it's when they record your calls when you dial an 800 number) earned an award, it was Arlette, and when she walked up to get her award, she tripped over someone's wheelchair and flipped over, exposing her underoos and she was terribly embarrassed.
Since she'd won, she was able to cash in her points for any sort of item the company was "selling" and the stuff was so expensive that she could only afford a dog bone. Which she bought. Which the company owner's dog ate.
Later that evening was a single's dance, which I was late in getting to. There was a dinner set up in the Relief Society room and we were supposed to be able to dance between tables. Nobody was dancing, and a lot of people were finishing their food. When I went in, I was just expecting to socialize, but Paul was there and as soon as I walked in, he swept me into the room, made sure a place was set for me at his table and then he led me in a dance around the room. The music playing wasn't slow-dance music, but he didn't mind.
It was weird, dancing with Paul, because I clearly recalled that he'd told me he wasn't interested in anyone, he didn't want to get involved, he wasn't looking for anything. If that was the case, why was he holding me so close? Well, I didn't mind, I was just confused. I tried to get us to move in one direction, but Paul was intent on steering elsewhere. I just have to get used to being led, I guess.
And that was it. I climbed ropes for a living, and danced with Paul.
Let's start with what's going on these days:
-Still working at the call center. I don't like it, but I don't hate it. I'm indifferent at this point, but I have the best supervisor on the planet. I really want to make sure I don't screw up so I don't have a negative effect on HIS stats. My main problem, I guess, is that I like to help people and the company I work for is intent on making life difficult for the customers. So if I try to make it a pleasant experience for them, I don't follow the procedure my company wants, so I get screwed. So my challenge to is to separate my desire to be helpful from myself and just get a paycheck. Oh well.
-I turn 22 on June 17. It's a Tuesday, so it will be forgotten (but that happens no matter WHAT day of the week it is). So I requested the day off and hopefully someone will remember. If not, I got a day off.
-On June 17, I begin my Massage Therapy course at Apollo College (I'm seeing how far my mind can take me). I am REALLY excited about this. And I'm taking evening classes, so I will still be working full time in the mornings, walking in the afternoons, and then my classes are from 6-10 pm. No social life for me, but when presented with the opportunity, did I ever take it?
-I pretty much quit caring about my weight, and therefore gained. It's pretty awesome how that happens. But, thanks to gas prices, I'm going to start riding my bike to work in the mornings and use my gas to get to school at night. By the way, work is 9 miles away. This, I believe, will resolve my weight issue.
-My hair is black. So are my eyebrows. As if people didn't ask enough if my eyes are naturally blue, this will make that question more frequent. YES! And I actually like it a lot. I was surprised.
I had a crazy dream last night. Here you go:
Instead of having a Single's Branch at church anymore, we all just went to our family wards and there were super-organized single's activities. Because we didn't get to see each other on Sundays, the activities were always a big success, since that's the only time we'd really get to see each other.
Well, it just so happened that all the singles worked together in the same job. ...Climbing nets. There was a high plank that we started on, but then all day, all we did was just climb nets. If you were to cut your net and stand on the boards on the other side, you got in trouble and your supervisor got in even more trouble. "Productivity, all day long!" David Cook, from American Idol, was working next to me, and he cut his ropes and stood on the boards. I didn't know that we weren't allowed to do it, so I cut my own ropes and enjoyed staying still for a while.
This BIG ANGRY man starts screaming at people who aren't climbing and David got fired. I climbed up, and because I've got such an innocent face, and have had good stats, I didn't get into too much trouble, I just had 10 points deducted from my score (I didn't know we'd been earning points...).
That night, we had an awards ceremony and the person with the highest QA (quality assurance... it's when they record your calls when you dial an 800 number) earned an award, it was Arlette, and when she walked up to get her award, she tripped over someone's wheelchair and flipped over, exposing her underoos and she was terribly embarrassed.
Since she'd won, she was able to cash in her points for any sort of item the company was "selling" and the stuff was so expensive that she could only afford a dog bone. Which she bought. Which the company owner's dog ate.
Later that evening was a single's dance, which I was late in getting to. There was a dinner set up in the Relief Society room and we were supposed to be able to dance between tables. Nobody was dancing, and a lot of people were finishing their food. When I went in, I was just expecting to socialize, but Paul was there and as soon as I walked in, he swept me into the room, made sure a place was set for me at his table and then he led me in a dance around the room. The music playing wasn't slow-dance music, but he didn't mind.
It was weird, dancing with Paul, because I clearly recalled that he'd told me he wasn't interested in anyone, he didn't want to get involved, he wasn't looking for anything. If that was the case, why was he holding me so close? Well, I didn't mind, I was just confused. I tried to get us to move in one direction, but Paul was intent on steering elsewhere. I just have to get used to being led, I guess.
And that was it. I climbed ropes for a living, and danced with Paul.
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