Music fiends!

Help me find a place to download (yes, I’ll pay dammit!) the song Brilliant Mind by Furniture. It was from the Some Kind of Wonderful soundtrack. Pretty please? I’ve been singing it for like three days now

“I’m at the stage where everything I thought meant something seems so unappealing…” See?

Still Mercurial

Is that a word?

I know this is a turning point in my life. I can feel it. I can smell it…no wait, that’s the cardboard pizza burning.

I asked my boss if they had ever redone the tuitition reimbursement forms for work. At the end of the conversation, I pretty much came out and said I expect to be fired by then the time the semester would be over to be reimbursed. I hear her training the other girl, and I feel the daggers aimed at me, calling attention to everything she thinks I’ve fucked up. I know my brain is still not back in it’s correct place yet either. She asked me about something new she wants me to do, and I had to have her repeat it two more times before it even made sense. *Sigh*

Brody’s ENT appt is tomorrow at lunch. I put in an extra 45 minutes today, but I’m sure someone will say something anyway. I’m ready for the dr to yank out whatever it is obstructing his night breathing. He can’t breathe, so I can’t sleep listening to him. It makes me want to cry when he wakes himself up and whines.

 

And more guess what

I’ve completed my FAFSA. Little by little, bit by bit, I think my butt might actually make it back to college.

Oh, I guess you guys are wanting more of an update than that? Ok, then.

Physically, I’m feeling pretty ok. My last cbc showed my hemoglobin at 13! I’ve figured out that I probably won’t get any return phone calls from my doctors until after Mercury retrograde ends next Tuesday. I can be patient.

I wrote a formal complaint letter against the HR Director for the meeting on Monday. He saw fit to give me his “personal” opinion of me. He also hit me with two write-ups for work performance regarding times surrounding my hospitalization. Again, I’m blaming Mercury, but I had to put it in writing that I’ve lost faith that that jackass can remain unbiased. I had a small meeting with the VP, and am trying now just to let it go. (The VP did compliment my writing style )But truth be told, I’m thinking I’ll be in school full-time and not part-time. Yeah, I’m normally paranoid, but I think they’re gathering ammo to fire me. I just want to have whatever I can in writing before then.

 

Looky at what my girl got for me!

Why yes, yes I am!

Hi guys

Miss me? Thanks to good old Mercury, I managed to kill the computer I just got back up and running. The past week has found my household without a working computer, and being that I’m rarely at work these days…I did manage to kill the bigger tv too, but Kacie brought it back up.

I’m being put on partial medical leave here at work. I won’t go into what all I’ve been through lately, since I really don’t have the energy to rehash it all. There is no official diagnosis yet, though. The hematologist/oncologist dude is incredible. I’ve spent the past two days at his clinic going through tests, and have a few more for next week too. Let’s just say I’ve had three different IVs in three days…yes, my wrists are more sore than usual!

 

I’m jealous, dammit

My daughter’s grandparents are taking her to see Mamma Mia today. *pout*

Mid-afternoon dream

As I woke up, I was on a plane that was on the runway, but not ready to take off. It was supposed to be a short flight, but we would be on the runway beforehand even longer than we were supposed to be in the air.

Dream symbol: aeroplane
aeroplane, airplane, airplanes, aeroplanes

Interpretation:
Communication or aspirations to communicate with your higher self
Reaching new heights
Attuning to a higher level of consciousness
Being out of control or a downward spiral in a some area of your life
A plane that is taking off may represent preparing for a new venture or an imminent breakthrough
A plane landing may denote relaxing, slowing down or winding down after a long journey or project

It’s ironic…period

(Courtesy of my baby sister)

Ok, it sucks enough to have our periods. Especially when you live in a house that has three women menstruatring at the same time and a pre-teen who is almost there also. Ladies pay attention to this photo.

Heres the quickie: I wake up and find that Mr. Monthly is here for his visit. “Who invited you?!”. So in the rest room I, of course, reach for the box of tampons. Look again. “What the fuck!”. WHY IS THERE A PRETTY PICTURE OF RED TULIPS ON THE BOX? Come on people…..RED TULIPS. We gotta put a stop to this!

Ahhh.. and then to make matters worse, there is a brief definition on the side of the box. And I quote…..”Tulip,(Lat. Tulipa); a sign of spring, promising a world alive with color and happiness.”

FUCK YOU KOTEX!

You were *so* checking out my ass

Most of it was had-to-been-there, but I totally busted a coworker checking me. And of course, that kinda dominoed into busting his supervisor too.

Wow, you got some sun!

From both my daughter last night, and from a coworker this morning.

How do I tell them, no, I haven’t? I just smiled and shook my head…and tried not to cry.