Life's changed a LOT since the last time I posted on here way back in November. I got a job, I FINALLY bought my house, I moonlighted as a model for a metalhead calender, I started my tattoo sidepanels aaaaaand I now play rugby! Yes I love it, I love rugby. I love the rush, the adrenaline, the fierceness of it. Sure I have a ton of bruises now and my modelling stint is on hold until off-season, but they're worth the stress outlet and the awesome athletic high.
I've made a lot of new friends up here which is great because it was pretty lonely before, the teams been good to me, the social aspect is really invigorating. My house is in shambles right now since after 2 months I still havn't unpacked due to painting and stuff, but it's old and beautiful even if it is still partially hot pink (don't ask, the former owners were nuts),
I guess I should get to bed, it's 4am and I should have been to sleep hours ago. This night shift thing is throwing me off a lot. I'll try and post again soon, Later
Zee
I've made a lot of new friends up here which is great because it was pretty lonely before, the teams been good to me, the social aspect is really invigorating. My house is in shambles right now since after 2 months I still havn't unpacked due to painting and stuff, but it's old and beautiful even if it is still partially hot pink (don't ask, the former owners were nuts),
I guess I should get to bed, it's 4am and I should have been to sleep hours ago. This night shift thing is throwing me off a lot. I'll try and post again soon, Later
Zee
Bummed...sick...and slightly angry...
I just got a job FINALLY, after eight months unemployed...EIGHT months (And no not from lack of trying) and I reaaaaaally wanted to move out of my super shitty appartment and get a house.............BUT.......yeah. I was doing all of the paperwork for the last month...and well...let's just say that if I hadn't begged the landlord to let me stay I'd be homeless in a few days. As it is I'll STILL be homeless if I can't find another place in the next few weeks...
Fuuuuuck. I'm so mad, I wanted that house sooooooooo bad. I don't make much money but it was a foreclosure and perfect. Needed work yes, but it was sooooo me. And a house?! With a washer and dryer?!
I was pre-approved and everything...but...the real reason they wouldn't give me the house? Well...there was paint peeling on the outside windowsills and because I'm buying it from a bank and they won't do any pre-closing work on it..............and apparently that's a deal breaker....wtf........I thought they were supposed to be helping the economy......not denying people who can help stimulate it a tiny bit even the chance.
It was old, almost 100 years old and needed love, but I COULD DO THAT!!! I keep spontaniously bursting into tears over the last week...so stupid...crying over a house. Guess I may be calling in a few favors, a few "if you let me sleep on your couch I'll clean" or something favors.
On the lighter side, I"m hopeful about joining the rugby team in January. I've been needing a new outlet. I miss waterpolo and ballet and everything and I need a new challenging sport to get the stress out. I went out with the team last night and it was crazy, so much fun. I know they looked at me and were kind of laughing because I don't look like the typical rough and tumble girl...but I pack a punch and they had to learn that quickly jk. Naw it was just a lot of fun.
Sigh, okay I need to lay down, I have felt super crappy all day and just woke up from a nap...a 6 hour nap...and I feel woooooorse lol. Okay, later, have a better night.
Katie
I just got a job FINALLY, after eight months unemployed...EIGHT months (And no not from lack of trying) and I reaaaaaally wanted to move out of my super shitty appartment and get a house.............BUT.......yeah. I was doing all of the paperwork for the last month...and well...let's just say that if I hadn't begged the landlord to let me stay I'd be homeless in a few days. As it is I'll STILL be homeless if I can't find another place in the next few weeks...
Fuuuuuck. I'm so mad, I wanted that house sooooooooo bad. I don't make much money but it was a foreclosure and perfect. Needed work yes, but it was sooooo me. And a house?! With a washer and dryer?!
I was pre-approved and everything...but...the real reason they wouldn't give me the house? Well...there was paint peeling on the outside windowsills and because I'm buying it from a bank and they won't do any pre-closing work on it..............and apparently that's a deal breaker....wtf........I thought they were supposed to be helping the economy......not denying people who can help stimulate it a tiny bit even the chance.It was old, almost 100 years old and needed love, but I COULD DO THAT!!! I keep spontaniously bursting into tears over the last week...so stupid...crying over a house. Guess I may be calling in a few favors, a few "if you let me sleep on your couch I'll clean" or something favors.
On the lighter side, I"m hopeful about joining the rugby team in January. I've been needing a new outlet. I miss waterpolo and ballet and everything and I need a new challenging sport to get the stress out. I went out with the team last night and it was crazy, so much fun. I know they looked at me and were kind of laughing because I don't look like the typical rough and tumble girl...but I pack a punch and they had to learn that quickly jk. Naw it was just a lot of fun.
Sigh, okay I need to lay down, I have felt super crappy all day and just woke up from a nap...a 6 hour nap...and I feel woooooorse lol. Okay, later, have a better night.
Katie
sooooooooooooooo I'm totally going to try out for rugby in january...these are soooo my kind of people. 
So it's only 9pm and I need to be at work in six hours...fuuuuuck. That's what I get for volunteering. You'd think I would have learned my lesson back in the day when I was a mechanic in the Navy. What does that stand for? "Never Again Volunteer Yourself..." Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.....
So the other day at work "Monk" comes up to me and says..."So...so...so...do you think that bats could be tunneling underground up into the walls of my house?" I'll admit that I stared at her for a moment while I TRIED very hard not to laugh...because yes I can just imagine evil vindictive bats skritching their way slowly underground with their teeny tiny claws so that they can burrow into her home and terrorize her...I should have said yes...my mom thinks I should write a book about this job and the crazies I work with because no one would believe me otherwise lol.
I DO try not to be mean but after being "the nicest person anyones ever met" for almost my entire life I'm just plain tired of putting up with peoples shit. There really is only so many times you can forgive someone for fucking you over because "Oh she won't do anything about it because she's a pushover..."...yeah that no longer flies with me lol. I offend people regularly at work by being so blunt...but it's SO liberating. Holy crap, I've been missing out on this my entire life! I love it...it's also improved my writing skills because I can just let loose. Maybe I'll post some of my original rants one of these days.
So I went and saw "In Flames" last night and it was totally bad ass. I was one of VERY few girls there and was prooooobably the only one there alone and dressed in something besides black. In fact I was wearing a baby blue tank top in a sea of seething black...eh I REALLY didn't care, I came from work. Who wants to fit in anyways? I WAS slightly mortified that I fell asleep on the ferry and when I woke up had drooled alllllll over the bench I was laying on. Add to the fact that I didn't wake up until everyone was getting off so there was tons of people standing around me...no I'm not retarded...just tired...maybe...
Anyways, bad ass concert. Was sliiiiightly trashed and stood on the edge of the moshpit as an excuse to punch people that slammed into me. Was a real adrenaline rush. I like going to concerts alone because then I can be a total ass and act ridiculous and nooooooo one can tease me about it later lol. I waited for someone at work to walk up to me all day and say "hey arn't you that chick that was hopping all over the place headbanging and kidney punching the moshers?"...Thankfully it was dark...
Okay okay i was bored and thought I'd kill some time here. MUST go to sleep so that I can be at work in a few hours. Have a good night, later.
ZeeZee
So the other day at work "Monk" comes up to me and says..."So...so...so...do you think that bats could be tunneling underground up into the walls of my house?" I'll admit that I stared at her for a moment while I TRIED very hard not to laugh...because yes I can just imagine evil vindictive bats skritching their way slowly underground with their teeny tiny claws so that they can burrow into her home and terrorize her...I should have said yes...my mom thinks I should write a book about this job and the crazies I work with because no one would believe me otherwise lol.
I DO try not to be mean but after being "the nicest person anyones ever met" for almost my entire life I'm just plain tired of putting up with peoples shit. There really is only so many times you can forgive someone for fucking you over because "Oh she won't do anything about it because she's a pushover..."...yeah that no longer flies with me lol. I offend people regularly at work by being so blunt...but it's SO liberating. Holy crap, I've been missing out on this my entire life! I love it...it's also improved my writing skills because I can just let loose. Maybe I'll post some of my original rants one of these days.
So I went and saw "In Flames" last night and it was totally bad ass. I was one of VERY few girls there and was prooooobably the only one there alone and dressed in something besides black. In fact I was wearing a baby blue tank top in a sea of seething black...eh I REALLY didn't care, I came from work. Who wants to fit in anyways? I WAS slightly mortified that I fell asleep on the ferry and when I woke up had drooled alllllll over the bench I was laying on. Add to the fact that I didn't wake up until everyone was getting off so there was tons of people standing around me...no I'm not retarded...just tired...maybe...
Anyways, bad ass concert. Was sliiiiightly trashed and stood on the edge of the moshpit as an excuse to punch people that slammed into me. Was a real adrenaline rush. I like going to concerts alone because then I can be a total ass and act ridiculous and nooooooo one can tease me about it later lol. I waited for someone at work to walk up to me all day and say "hey arn't you that chick that was hopping all over the place headbanging and kidney punching the moshers?"...Thankfully it was dark...
Okay okay i was bored and thought I'd kill some time here. MUST go to sleep so that I can be at work in a few hours. Have a good night, later.
ZeeZee
So I work in this office...
Monday through Friday and occassionally on holidays when I'm bored I spend my day in a menajerie of insanity. Most people can think of a few odd things here and there...but I really think this place takes the cake.
On a normal day I spend it sitting in a corner avoiding the crazy girl (Whom I affectionatly refer to as "Monk") at the records desk that swears she's pregnant while hiding femanine hygene products up her sleeves and washing her hands 60 times a day...at the least and asking me if bats could be burrowing under her house so that they can sneak into her walls and terrorize her...Personally I spend the off time thinking of ways to horrify her, sometimes by dropping granola bars into the trash or m&ms onto the floors and eating them...dirt really doesn't scare me. As an ex-mechanic I've been worse places then the office floor ha ha.
I also think of ways to amuse myself by mortifying "Sir Pot Roast" an aging overweight Santa look-alike that fights as a knight at reniassance fairs and gallantly defends the Faux-Pregnant girl on such occassions when she neurotically asks me if I think it'd be okay if she took her kids to the pumpkin patch even though she's terrified she'll catch "Toxo-plasmosis" from the cow poo in the hay on the hay ride and kill her fake baby...I told her simply that humanity has lived in abject filth until recently and we're still around...where-upon Sir Pot Roast interjects "No! You have to consider all of the people who arn't around though..."...I reeeeeally couldn't help looking at him and saying firmly..."Survival of the Fittest".......
I can't help it... Sir Pot Roast likes lecturing me every day on "how the world REALLY is" while I mortify him with my candid "People need to pull their heads out of their asses (aka you **cough cough**)" remarks...it REALLY is the only way to survive and remain sane in there ha ha.
I DO like my boss though. He looks like Inigo Montoia from The Princess Bride and talks with an amusing monotone flair that makes the crazy people slightly more bearable. He even throws an "Inconsievable" in there from time to time that makes it hard for me to not to snort coffee up my nose.
Overall it's a good job, good money, close to home...but the psychos scare me some days. I'm afraid I may be fired soon if Monk pushes my buttons one too many times and I tell her that if she doesn't wear something besides the one and only outfit I've ever seen her in...I may "accidently" sneaze on her keyboard lol...Oh dear... I can see this ending badly.
So memo to self do NOT encourage the crazies, don't feed the monkeys and say away from the coffee creamer...
ZeeZee
Monday through Friday and occassionally on holidays when I'm bored I spend my day in a menajerie of insanity. Most people can think of a few odd things here and there...but I really think this place takes the cake.
On a normal day I spend it sitting in a corner avoiding the crazy girl (Whom I affectionatly refer to as "Monk") at the records desk that swears she's pregnant while hiding femanine hygene products up her sleeves and washing her hands 60 times a day...at the least and asking me if bats could be burrowing under her house so that they can sneak into her walls and terrorize her...Personally I spend the off time thinking of ways to horrify her, sometimes by dropping granola bars into the trash or m&ms onto the floors and eating them...dirt really doesn't scare me. As an ex-mechanic I've been worse places then the office floor ha ha.
I also think of ways to amuse myself by mortifying "Sir Pot Roast" an aging overweight Santa look-alike that fights as a knight at reniassance fairs and gallantly defends the Faux-Pregnant girl on such occassions when she neurotically asks me if I think it'd be okay if she took her kids to the pumpkin patch even though she's terrified she'll catch "Toxo-plasmosis" from the cow poo in the hay on the hay ride and kill her fake baby...I told her simply that humanity has lived in abject filth until recently and we're still around...where-upon Sir Pot Roast interjects "No! You have to consider all of the people who arn't around though..."...I reeeeeally couldn't help looking at him and saying firmly..."Survival of the Fittest".......
I can't help it... Sir Pot Roast likes lecturing me every day on "how the world REALLY is" while I mortify him with my candid "People need to pull their heads out of their asses (aka you **cough cough**)" remarks...it REALLY is the only way to survive and remain sane in there ha ha.
I DO like my boss though. He looks like Inigo Montoia from The Princess Bride and talks with an amusing monotone flair that makes the crazy people slightly more bearable. He even throws an "Inconsievable" in there from time to time that makes it hard for me to not to snort coffee up my nose.
Overall it's a good job, good money, close to home...but the psychos scare me some days. I'm afraid I may be fired soon if Monk pushes my buttons one too many times and I tell her that if she doesn't wear something besides the one and only outfit I've ever seen her in...I may "accidently" sneaze on her keyboard lol...Oh dear... I can see this ending badly.
So memo to self do NOT encourage the crazies, don't feed the monkeys and say away from the coffee creamer...
ZeeZee
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