The water company is giving me my money back soon! whoo hoo. I can pay my speeding ticket.

I'm getting my hair highlighted on Saturday. It will no longer be such a dishwater color. Blech.

I'm not getting enough sleep. Maybe I will tonight, with the severe lack of good TV. Repeats. Pshaw. Whatever.

Jay got a job! GO JAY! He rocks. He will be working for Fidelity Investments in Customer Service.

Food hasn't tasted good to me for a long time. I thought I'd share that. Wow, it's already 11:30. Not too far from lunch time. I forgot my lunch at home. So I will go out for lunch. Let's just ignore the fact that my apartment is probably as close as any restaurant I will frequent.

Sometimes, I fear that my bloggers resemble an Onion column. I'm paranoid. Then again, it's not like I'm publishing this in a paper. If you're here reading this, it's because you know me and care. *sniff* Thanks for caring, guys!

I'm out of stuff to say. And tired. *yawn* Laters.

OK, this was the WEIRDEST thing I've heard in a long time:
On Thanksgiving Day, me and Mom were watching Will and Grace. During the commercials, they did a preview for the upcoming local newscast.

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[a picture of a middle-aged woman with dark hair pounding a big drum in her kitchen]
Anchor: Tonight on WCHS we'll be talking about Thanksgiving. The first Thanksgiving the pilgrims and the Indians shared their bounty. Later, the Europeans would brutally murder the native Americans in a bloody massacre.
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HUH?

hehehe. It was so absurd. She was very cheerful as she said it.

Mom and I laughed until we cried.

Grr. This morning sucks.

Aimee had to leave early today, to take her car into the shop. She left about 40 minutes early, and when she did, she let the cat out of the utlility room. So while I still had an hour to sleep, I heard, "Mewwww... Merrrowrrrr" at my door for half an hour, until I got very very angry and (angrily) yelled, "GO AWAY!" Evidently, that sufficiently scared the cat for about 10 minutes. I couldn't go back to sleep, though. I lost about an hour's sleep because of it. And as a result, I definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

So I'm ravenously hungry, and decide to go to McDonald's for breakfast. I start down one of the two lane roads going a few miles over the speed limit, about 38 or so miles an hour (in a 35 mph speed zone). Some teenaged punk in a Volkswagen sees it fit to tailgate me. I slowed down to the speed limit to try to get him to stop, and he continues. I stop at the stop sign and turn left. He follows. This is now a 25 mph speed zone (which I never do), and I don't go over 25 mph at all. He continues to tail me, and I flip him off. (I've done this a total of maybe 3 times in my life... but he was really pissing me off.) I turn into the road that leads to McDonald's, and the guy follows me. I stop at a stop sign, and he tries to pass me (on a two lane road, which is usually pretty heavy on traffic). He stops at the stop sign and jumps out of his car (Excuse me? Was I supposed to get out of the car and talk to him? Um. Yeah.) I continue through the next stop sign, and turn left into McDonald's, where he follows me. I go into the drive through, as does he. I quickly roll down my window to order, and he starts yelling at me. I finish ordering, roll up my window, manage to get my food without incident, and lose the guy.

As this morning has sucked royally, I'm in a pissy mood.

But I am going to make a concerted effort to be in a better mood. I will be in a good mood.

It's been awhile since I've blogged.

Thanksgiving at home was oh-so-fun, as usual. My father seems to think he has the right to tell me how to run my life. Hello, I'm 24 years old. I'm indepedent, financially and otherwise. I will do as I see fit. Of course, if I'm majorly screwing up my life, I want someone to tell me am. Putting too many miles on my car hardly classifies as such.

I got a speeding ticket a few weeks ago, to be paid in money order form. So I get a money order for $115 to pay it, and at the same time a money order for $15.75 to pay the water bill.
Guess which money order I went to Kentucky-American Water?
$115.
It's like I was planning to use a lot of water ahead of time.
Luckily, Kentucky-American Water is going to give me a refund, so I can pay the speeding ticket. *sigh* It makes me feel stupid.

My parents got digital cable. Now that is a beautiful beautiful thing. They had HBO in SPANISH. I could become bilingual! (bilingual! Get your mind out of the gutter.)

Anastasia, my cat, keeps coming into my bedroom and carrying off the teddybear Sam got me years ago. She takes it into the living room or kitchen and then just attacking it. She wrestles with it and bites it. I think I need to buy her more toys.

Me and Aimee put up our Christmas tree today. It's pretty, and the cat's yet to take it over. I wonder what we'll find when we come home tomorrow.

I went to Florence yesterday. I had fun with Jay. His family can be so calming when mine's driving me crazy. I like them lots. hehe. Lizzy said, "I know who my real sister is" last night. That made me all warm and fuzzy. :) hehe. Then again, I hope she didn't previously think JAY was her sister. That.. worries me, in so many ways. ;)

That's all I have to say for now, I guess. I should get ready for bed.

Goodnight, sleepyheads.

And today is Tuesday.
Tomorrow I go to WV for the Thanksgiving holiday, and I'm back here Sunday (and to Florence) to spend the day with Jay.
He was at my apartment this weekend. I love having him around. I had a scary dream last night, though. Aimee was moving back to WV, and Jay was going to move in with me. My sister had twin babies, but had never told the father (Mike, evidently.) The whole dream scared me.
I bowled a 169 this weekend. Go me.
I'm starting to feel better, but still really tired. Blech.
And I have nothing else to say, really.

I am sick. There was no fighting it.
I went back to the doctor, and got stronger antibiotics.
It's my theory that I'm being used to create biowarfare. They've implanted germs in my body, and I'm slowly feeding them bits of antibiotics so they can grow resistant and eventually kill me off. Then they'll be harvested from my body and used as a form of germ warfare, and nothing will be able to kill them.
Or maybe that's just the drugs talking.
I gave my cat a bath. She's now grape bubblegum scented. I bought baby shampoo. No more tears! She didn't like it, but she behaved well enough. Better than expected, but still not fun. hehe. She didn't bite or scratch, though.
YAY!
And now, it's almost time for me to go home from work. Three cheers.. the weekend!
Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray! Hip hip hooray!

Today is better than yesterday.
Although darnit, I'm getting sick again. This is the third time in two months. I do not want to be sick! NO NO NO!
I'm not as depressed as I was. I am, however, incredibly tired. Stupid 11 pm soccer games. Who's idea was that? Someone's smoking crack. We have one at 11:30 next season. HUH?
Tonight, I will be in bed before 11 pm. I will!
If you see me online after that, bitch slap me.
and with that lovely sentiment, I sign off. G'day.

For some reason, I am horribly depressed.
It started as mere moodiness, and it keeps escalating.
I just totally was horrible to Jay, being argumentative over a terribly stupid issue. I don't know why I felt the need to push the point. It was very petty of me.
I'm sorry, Jay. :(
I get worried when I start to feel depressed. I remember what it was like to be actually chronically depressed, and I don't want that to happen again. I tend to freak out at times like these, and worry that I'm going to end up in the same boat I was in before... I can't go through that again. I went through it, I triumphed... but it's not something I want to have to fight. It makes me want to go to the doctor and get him to prescribe Prozac again, so I don't have to worry about it. Just make it GO AWAY. All the nasty little chemicals will disappear and serontonin will take over my brain and be used right and I'll be happy!!!!!!!
Until then, I apologize to the people offend and promise I am trying to fix it and understand it.

The weekend is over, and now we're back to day-to-day life at MaxWeb.
Whoo hoo.
The weekend wasn't bad... last night I saw Jill Sobule and Cracker. That was cool.
On the way back to Kentucky I got a speeding ticket, for going 84 mph in a 65 mph zone. Oops. I'm bummed out about it, but it's only really my fault. It's not like I can blame anyone else. The officer was nice, too. Bleah.
It was the first weekend in awhile that I hadn't seen Jay. I missed him. Not to be sappy. but.. not only is he my boyfriend, but one of my two best friends in the world.

that's all.

I'm in WV this weekend, visiting various relatives.
My cousin Emily (who goes to WVU in Morgantown, WV) was visiting me and my grandma. We had fun. I hadn't seen her since June, and missed her alot. We went to the mall and hung out with Craig, and played poker. I started with $2, and left with $7.
Earlier I bought clothes. Two shirts, among other stuff. I like them. Nice shirts.
I really have nothing of substance to say, once again. I just wanted to give my loyal public (*snicker*) an update.

byebye

OK, this is weird, but I'm telling it anyhow.
This is my dream from last night:
I go to visit Jay, to find out he's been at a party, where models and such were. I see his mom first.. she discourages me from trying to find him. I finally find him, and he discover he's had.. um... relations with two models that night, in a car. I'm outraged, and as I try to get mad, he dies! Then I'm heartbroken, and I just want him to come back.
Now I'm with the other Jay, Heath's roommate. My Jay is in front of us, but instead of human, he's a dead plant and two books. I want him to be alive so much, I talk and nurture the plant.. the plant comes back to life, and Jay appears. I was so happy he's alive, I forgive him for sleeping with the models.
Now. That dream makes NO SENSE whatsoever.

Today has been thoroughly lackluster.
I do not feel well still, which taints my existence and frame of mind.
The election thing is driving me crazy. I want Gore to win. Not that I particularly like the man, I just think that GW Bush is an idiot. And I work in an office full of Republicans. *gag*
My project manager is slowly attempting to drive me insane.
I've been in an affectionate mood as of late.. meaning I need affection. Which sucks, since the best affection-giver I know is 70 miles away. I can always use a hug from Jay (I know, I know. Sappy sappy sappy).
My kittycat, however, curled up on my chest and put her little face against mine and took a nap earlier. That was uncharacteristically sweet of her. She's evil, you know.
goodnight.

Yesterday Jay and I went to Kings Island.
Turns out Jay doesn't care for roller coasters. Something we discovered in the middle of The Beast.
My bronchitis sucks, so I'm not at work today. I'm very very sleepy, and hoarse, and cough-y.
Jay stole his mom's candy bar. So I sent her a virtual one.

Ok, I'm pointless today, again. bye. :)

Tonight was Heath's party.
It was fun. I got a lot of compliments on my dress. I danced, mostly sober (how that happened, I'm not sure.) [added note: I mean, how often do I dance without drinking. I drink very very very rarely.]
I only had two drinks, though.
I must take massive amounts of cold medicine.
blech.
I found out that a few weeks ago at a soccer game when I took out a guy he ripped his PCL. Well, to be fair, he tripped over ME. He was charging me, anyhow.
I have nothing exciting to say.

And... I have bronchitis again! WHOO HOO!

I coughing until I'm sore.
I had to go to a new doctor, my old one doesn't take our insurance anymore. We're getting new insurance, just because of that.
I bought $16 worth of over-the-counter medicine, in addition to my antibiotic (yay Amoxicillin). It's weird. I've never had bronchitis before this fall, and I've had it twice in a month's time. Maybe it's the cat?
I saw Charlie's Angels tonight. It was pretty cool. See it. :) Maybe not great cinema, but definitely entertaining.

blah.

Today just SUCKED.
1] I'm sick. I have bronchitis again (although it's real this time.. last time I never coughed at all. I think it never went completely away.) I'm going to the doctor tomorrow. Bleah. More Dr's bills, more prescriptions.
2] My computer died at work. I worked for about an hour, opened Netscape, and it died. Belly up. It took them about 5 hours to fix it. :( I was not a happy camper. I had to set up Outlook Express again, which was a pain, and remake my message rules and stuff. And reset up IM, and ICQ.
3] Our phone was turned off, mistakenly, and it sucked to have to deal with the phone idiots.
4] My friend who's girlfriend is pregnant.. she's due in 6 months. They are po'. He gets a Visa card with an $1800 credit limit. What does he plan to buy? Baby furniture? Nah. Use some money for a bigger apartment? Nope. He's going to purchase a Playstation II. ARGH! HOW STUPID.
5] Bleah, that's all, really. It was just all bad. And I'm bored with everything righ tnow. Work. Home. Jay's pretty cool, though. I think feeling sick just brings me down in general.
6] I don't like to see my friends hurt... What really bothers me is when one friend is hurting another, or has the potential to be. And has hurt several others in the past. What am I to do in a situation like that? Each time, I lose more respect for the offender... and when I lose respect for someone, I can't be a good friend to them. But the friend treats ME without issue.. do I forgive them for their trangressions to others? Do I say, "That's ok, you hurt, X, Y, Z, and Q, but you're nice to ME!" I can't do it anymore. It seems hypocritical. It's just hard telling the offending person how I feel. *shrug* So is life.
And that's all for this smoky Thursday night (forest fires abound in Kentucky).

I blogged Monday, but didn't publish it. hehe. Oops.
So anyhow, here's a blog for yesterday. Two for one!
("I have a college pal who says we can pay one price for two.. just ask for Roger...")
Last night was Halloween, and keeping in the spirit, I went over to Anne-Marie's to give out candy (we had no trick-or-treater's last year at our apartment). I dressed up in my medieval wench outfit, and went over there.. and sat. They had like 5 people, at most. hehe. Kids these days.. they don't have the Halloween ambition that we had back in our day. I hung out with Anne and Cheryl, and we watched a videotape that Anne had agreed to review for some market research thing. It was a sitcom, a pilot for a show called "Dads". Not all that great. hehe. Rue McClanahan with a German accent? That's just not right. It was kinda cool, though. The tape erased as you watched it.
We went to our soccer game later, and got our butts kicked by a bunch of sorority girls. It's humiliating, I tell you. My hip hurt from Saturday still, so my playing time was minimal. All the girls (excepting Anne) were gimpish. Oh, well.
Jay's sister Lizzy got free tickets for Kings Island, so we're going on Sunday! Yay! I've been there three times this year, and paid absolutely nothing for it. Aimee got us free tickets for after five on a Friday in April, and when we got there the Son of Beast wasn't open like it was supposed to be, so they gave us free return tickets good for any time at the gate. We used those in June or so, and now we've got these free tickets. It rocks. Go Lizzy!
That's all for now. Please put down your pencils and close the test booklet.