Snarfwarblers and googlesnaps, chocolate covered rice crunchies, and snow flavored bunny ears
I saw an add in the paper for a programming position at the place where Kenneth works. So I sent in my resume. I don't think I'll get the job, but being that I know someone there I have a bit of an in, so it couldn't hurt to try.
On Monday Kris told me he needed me to come in on Friday. Yay, work. I'd like to be more enthusiastic, but two days in two weeks doesn't equate to much of a paycheck.
Yesterday I went to school and changed my math class to an audit. At the beginning of the semester my mom told me I should drop the class because I had other things, like finding a job, that were of a higher priority than going to school. Additionally, being that the class doesn't count toward my degree, and driving to school everyday is costing me $250 a month in gasoline, I should have listened to my mom and dropped it. That way I at least would've gotten a full refund.
Sometimes I wish I could see my life from the same perspective that others see it. Then I wouldn't make so many bad decisions.
Yesterday my mom also took me grocery shopping and bought me some food. She's cool like that. I'm still concerned about this diet of hers. A month after having surgery she decided to put herself on a 500 calorie diet in order to lose weight. I think it's called the anorexia diet. Now she always complains that after the surgery she's tired and has no motivation. Everyone is telling her that her lack of energy is directly related to her lack of food intake, but she won't listen.
Why do women have this blatant disregard? They don't care if they destroy themselves. They don't care if they cause undue stress to the people who love them. It's crap like this that makes me not want to get married.
Last night I was letting my rat run around, like I do, so she isn't cooped up all day in the cage. For about a month I've been having this problem with her biting peoples' feet. So each time she bites my foot I flip her on the nose. Over time she's become apprehensive about biting. I thought she was learning that people don't like to be bitten, however, last night she crept up to my foot slowly and clamped her teeth onto me. I looked at her and she quickly backed away. This time, though, I held still and watched. After a bit she came out, walked around my chair, went up to my foot, bit my toe, and ran like lighting was going to strike her. I was after her. I reached behind my desk and picked her up. She squealed and tried get out of my hand. She knew what she had done and she knew what was coming.
I've lost my patience. I understand that pets require effort and commitment, but I also believe that pets should be rewarding. This animal has not been rewarding. I feed her, clean her cage three times a week, and let her run freely about the basement every day. In return she pees on me and bites my feet. (I've read that rat urine is also called love juice, that you should take a rat marking you as a sign of affection. Well I've also seen my rat pee on the TV remote, and I'm hard pressed to believe she has any affection for that. And she is female. I reaffirm that because all of the sources I've read state that only male rats are guilty of such behaviour.)
Anybody want a rat?
Today Ego popped up with his usual greeting. Then he surprised me by asking a non-generic question. He wanted to know if things between us were still cool. I wish things were cool between us, but they're not. I told him that I don't like how he's disrespecting my friends. We exchanged a few more words and he ended up giving me pretty much the same line he gave Kimi. I told him that he's the only one that can change the way he acts, and he told me that he was trying to change, but no one sees it and that he's not meant to have friends.
Spare me the drama. Please. I have enough to worry about and stress over right now that I don't need people bringing their soap opera into my life.
I tried to burn off some negative energy by playing DDR. I got an A on End of the Century, which was cool because that leaves two songs in standard mode that I haven't gotten a B or better on, but at the same time it killed me. I just didn't have very much energy today, and completing that song wiped me out.
Not too much longer afterwards Kimi called me. Initially I was glad, because I wanted someone to talk to. She told me that she had been awake since yesterday and about all the things she had done while she was awake. I could tell she was a bit loopy, so I told her she needed to get off the phone with me and go to bed, and she pulled this attitude on me. At first I thought it was her being playful, but as we continued talking the mood got more fierce. Soon she was telling me that she was going to stay up as long as she could to see how far she could push herself. I told her this wasn't healthy and she really needed to get some sleep, but her attitude just got more stubborn and childish.
Eventually I got sick of it all. She told me it was her health and she could do whatever she wanted and I couldn't do anything about it. I told her I could hang up the phone. She said, "Hanging up on me won't make me go to sleep." And I said, "No, but I won't have to deal with you anymore." Finally she said if I wanted to hang up I could, so I said goodbye.
An hour later I got a text message, "Did you bother to think maybe I called and just really wanted to hear your voice, as well as talk to you, before taking a nap?" Huh? What is that? Am I supposed to feel guilty because I didn't let her get her way? I don't feel any obligation to talk with someone when the conversation consists of them egging me on and arguing with me. So I responded with, "Did you bother to think that perhaps I don't like being provoked? Maybe others think your little brat attitude is cute, but it won't get you anywhere with me."
Later she left a long voice message on my cel phone telling me that I misinterpreted her and that I assume too much and that she was sure I wasn't picking up the phone because I was avoiding her. (I didn't answer the phone because I was in the shower. Who's assuming too much?)
Gah. Enough of the bloody drama, people.
Anyway, I called her back and I think everything is cool now. Personally, I think we should take a break from talking over the phone everyday. I don't think it matters how much you like a person, if you're with them too much you'll eventually get sick of them. Or maybe that's only me. Anyway, I know me well enough to know that when I start to feel that tension the best thing to do is take a break for a day or two. Otherwise I'll end up fighting with that person and doing damage to our relationship.
On Monday Kris told me he needed me to come in on Friday. Yay, work. I'd like to be more enthusiastic, but two days in two weeks doesn't equate to much of a paycheck.
Yesterday I went to school and changed my math class to an audit. At the beginning of the semester my mom told me I should drop the class because I had other things, like finding a job, that were of a higher priority than going to school. Additionally, being that the class doesn't count toward my degree, and driving to school everyday is costing me $250 a month in gasoline, I should have listened to my mom and dropped it. That way I at least would've gotten a full refund.
Sometimes I wish I could see my life from the same perspective that others see it. Then I wouldn't make so many bad decisions.
Yesterday my mom also took me grocery shopping and bought me some food. She's cool like that. I'm still concerned about this diet of hers. A month after having surgery she decided to put herself on a 500 calorie diet in order to lose weight. I think it's called the anorexia diet. Now she always complains that after the surgery she's tired and has no motivation. Everyone is telling her that her lack of energy is directly related to her lack of food intake, but she won't listen.
Why do women have this blatant disregard? They don't care if they destroy themselves. They don't care if they cause undue stress to the people who love them. It's crap like this that makes me not want to get married.
Last night I was letting my rat run around, like I do, so she isn't cooped up all day in the cage. For about a month I've been having this problem with her biting peoples' feet. So each time she bites my foot I flip her on the nose. Over time she's become apprehensive about biting. I thought she was learning that people don't like to be bitten, however, last night she crept up to my foot slowly and clamped her teeth onto me. I looked at her and she quickly backed away. This time, though, I held still and watched. After a bit she came out, walked around my chair, went up to my foot, bit my toe, and ran like lighting was going to strike her. I was after her. I reached behind my desk and picked her up. She squealed and tried get out of my hand. She knew what she had done and she knew what was coming.
I've lost my patience. I understand that pets require effort and commitment, but I also believe that pets should be rewarding. This animal has not been rewarding. I feed her, clean her cage three times a week, and let her run freely about the basement every day. In return she pees on me and bites my feet. (I've read that rat urine is also called love juice, that you should take a rat marking you as a sign of affection. Well I've also seen my rat pee on the TV remote, and I'm hard pressed to believe she has any affection for that. And she is female. I reaffirm that because all of the sources I've read state that only male rats are guilty of such behaviour.)
Anybody want a rat?
Today Ego popped up with his usual greeting. Then he surprised me by asking a non-generic question. He wanted to know if things between us were still cool. I wish things were cool between us, but they're not. I told him that I don't like how he's disrespecting my friends. We exchanged a few more words and he ended up giving me pretty much the same line he gave Kimi. I told him that he's the only one that can change the way he acts, and he told me that he was trying to change, but no one sees it and that he's not meant to have friends.
Spare me the drama. Please. I have enough to worry about and stress over right now that I don't need people bringing their soap opera into my life.
I tried to burn off some negative energy by playing DDR. I got an A on End of the Century, which was cool because that leaves two songs in standard mode that I haven't gotten a B or better on, but at the same time it killed me. I just didn't have very much energy today, and completing that song wiped me out.
Not too much longer afterwards Kimi called me. Initially I was glad, because I wanted someone to talk to. She told me that she had been awake since yesterday and about all the things she had done while she was awake. I could tell she was a bit loopy, so I told her she needed to get off the phone with me and go to bed, and she pulled this attitude on me. At first I thought it was her being playful, but as we continued talking the mood got more fierce. Soon she was telling me that she was going to stay up as long as she could to see how far she could push herself. I told her this wasn't healthy and she really needed to get some sleep, but her attitude just got more stubborn and childish.
Eventually I got sick of it all. She told me it was her health and she could do whatever she wanted and I couldn't do anything about it. I told her I could hang up the phone. She said, "Hanging up on me won't make me go to sleep." And I said, "No, but I won't have to deal with you anymore." Finally she said if I wanted to hang up I could, so I said goodbye.
An hour later I got a text message, "Did you bother to think maybe I called and just really wanted to hear your voice, as well as talk to you, before taking a nap?" Huh? What is that? Am I supposed to feel guilty because I didn't let her get her way? I don't feel any obligation to talk with someone when the conversation consists of them egging me on and arguing with me. So I responded with, "Did you bother to think that perhaps I don't like being provoked? Maybe others think your little brat attitude is cute, but it won't get you anywhere with me."
Later she left a long voice message on my cel phone telling me that I misinterpreted her and that I assume too much and that she was sure I wasn't picking up the phone because I was avoiding her. (I didn't answer the phone because I was in the shower. Who's assuming too much?)
Gah. Enough of the bloody drama, people.
Anyway, I called her back and I think everything is cool now. Personally, I think we should take a break from talking over the phone everyday. I don't think it matters how much you like a person, if you're with them too much you'll eventually get sick of them. Or maybe that's only me. Anyway, I know me well enough to know that when I start to feel that tension the best thing to do is take a break for a day or two. Otherwise I'll end up fighting with that person and doing damage to our relationship.