Fuck this week and the horse it rode in on
Why I hate this week:
-It snowed a fuckload again yesterday. I hate this because North Carolina sucks at snow and especially sucks at being dumped on again and again and again. I also hate it because our snow is notoriously icy and makes driving anywhere virtually impossible.
-Our furnace stopped working Sunday night. I called my mom (she's visiting her boyfriend) and she said we were probably out of fuel, so I ordered some the next morning. They couldn't get here until today, but even after putting in the fuel, the furnace is still not producing heat. The room where I watch TV is still heated (it's connected to my dad's house and his heat) so I've basically been living in here with the cats. Terry (one of my dad's nurses) and I called our furnace people but they have yet to return our call.
-I've had to start giving Tigerlilly steroids twice a day to help her with bowel problems. You know how in Girl, Interrupted and other insane asylum movies, the patients usually start cheeking their pills? Tigerlilly has learned how to do this. I open her mouth, use a pill-pusher to shove the pill in her mouth, and close it and stroke her throat so she'll swallow it. Well, she moves the pill over to her cheek and keeps it there until I let her go and then she spits it out. And if I crush up the pill and sprinkle it on her food, she won't eat it. Sometimes, my cats are too damn smart for their own good.
-You may remember that I recently volunteered to redesign the local arts council's website. Ever since I finished, the ladies I worked with email every once and awhile to add something and it takes like 5 minutes, no big deal. Well, the arts council is having a charity party in about 3 weeks and the woman who is planning it (not either of the 2 aforementioned ladies) is driving me fucking crazy. First of all, she is an event planner who is completely disorganized and while I am not the most organized, when you're a FUCKING EVENT PLANNER, you should be organized. Also, she keeps asking me to do all of this shit that I cannot do. I told the arts council coming in that I can't do Flash and that I was not any kind of HTML expert. They were fine with this, since they just wanted a simple, clean website. This woman says she is a graphic designer (PROTIP: just because you know how to open Photoshop and slap some text on a picture does not mean you are a graphic designer) but she doesn't understand anything about website building and HTML and keeps demanding me to do things that either I can't do or that can't be done, period. OR she makes me do stuff that looks FUCKING AWFUL. I'm honestly embarrassed of how part of that site looks right now, but noooo, that's what she wants. Also, she wants me to just make a slideshow! I can't fucking make a slideshow because I DON'T DO FLASH. Now she wants to know if I can purchase a slideshow online! HOW ABOUT WE JUST NOT DO A GODDAMN SLIDESHOW? Or fucking find someone else. I'm doing this shit for free and not working on some of the actual paid work I could be doing and I am seriously at my wit's end with this woman. I'm so angry, possibly overly angry, but godfuckingdammit, I want to throttle her.
-Not as severe, but I'm watching American Idol this week for the first time since the Olympics were on, and wow, is anyone even halfway decent? The girl who sang the CCR song tonight was good but that has seriously been it.
Why I like this week:
-Wheeeeeeee
-So to have this mammoth thing shoved in me…
And that's about it.
-It snowed a fuckload again yesterday. I hate this because North Carolina sucks at snow and especially sucks at being dumped on again and again and again. I also hate it because our snow is notoriously icy and makes driving anywhere virtually impossible.
-Our furnace stopped working Sunday night. I called my mom (she's visiting her boyfriend) and she said we were probably out of fuel, so I ordered some the next morning. They couldn't get here until today, but even after putting in the fuel, the furnace is still not producing heat. The room where I watch TV is still heated (it's connected to my dad's house and his heat) so I've basically been living in here with the cats. Terry (one of my dad's nurses) and I called our furnace people but they have yet to return our call.
-I've had to start giving Tigerlilly steroids twice a day to help her with bowel problems. You know how in Girl, Interrupted and other insane asylum movies, the patients usually start cheeking their pills? Tigerlilly has learned how to do this. I open her mouth, use a pill-pusher to shove the pill in her mouth, and close it and stroke her throat so she'll swallow it. Well, she moves the pill over to her cheek and keeps it there until I let her go and then she spits it out. And if I crush up the pill and sprinkle it on her food, she won't eat it. Sometimes, my cats are too damn smart for their own good.
-You may remember that I recently volunteered to redesign the local arts council's website. Ever since I finished, the ladies I worked with email every once and awhile to add something and it takes like 5 minutes, no big deal. Well, the arts council is having a charity party in about 3 weeks and the woman who is planning it (not either of the 2 aforementioned ladies) is driving me fucking crazy. First of all, she is an event planner who is completely disorganized and while I am not the most organized, when you're a FUCKING EVENT PLANNER, you should be organized. Also, she keeps asking me to do all of this shit that I cannot do. I told the arts council coming in that I can't do Flash and that I was not any kind of HTML expert. They were fine with this, since they just wanted a simple, clean website. This woman says she is a graphic designer (PROTIP: just because you know how to open Photoshop and slap some text on a picture does not mean you are a graphic designer) but she doesn't understand anything about website building and HTML and keeps demanding me to do things that either I can't do or that can't be done, period. OR she makes me do stuff that looks FUCKING AWFUL. I'm honestly embarrassed of how part of that site looks right now, but noooo, that's what she wants. Also, she wants me to just make a slideshow! I can't fucking make a slideshow because I DON'T DO FLASH. Now she wants to know if I can purchase a slideshow online! HOW ABOUT WE JUST NOT DO A GODDAMN SLIDESHOW? Or fucking find someone else. I'm doing this shit for free and not working on some of the actual paid work I could be doing and I am seriously at my wit's end with this woman. I'm so angry, possibly overly angry, but godfuckingdammit, I want to throttle her.
-Not as severe, but I'm watching American Idol this week for the first time since the Olympics were on, and wow, is anyone even halfway decent? The girl who sang the CCR song tonight was good but that has seriously been it.
Why I like this week:
-Wheeeeeeee
-So to have this mammoth thing shoved in me…
And that's about it.