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| Hi Livejournal! I have all kinds of news for you! I moved! I moved to Minnesota. I live in a lovely townhouse in a lovely town that is a suburb of Saint Paul.
It's been a craptastic couple of weeks. Yesterday being the most bizarre day I've had in awhile. Most of this entry is copy and pasted from somewhere else, so if you frequent the other place, you'll have to here my whine twice.
I've been applying for jobs like crazy. I had a couple of offers, which I turned down. One of these jobs required a criminal background check before they offered me employment. I agreed and asked them to send me the results in the mail.
I received a copy of the background check in the mail yesterday.
There is a federal felony on the report. For selling drugs. I am very anti-drug. I've never done any kind of illegal drug and get weird when people do them around me. Ironically, the report did not catch either one of my tickets. The tickets really are mine. Oh also, in one part of the report it says that I am 87 years old.
I called the company that performed the background check. They say they do not verify social security numbers, just names and birthdays. My birthday matches exactly. My name nearly matches. The middle name is off. Thank Jeebus for my unusual middle name. Also, at the time of this felony I was still using my maiden name. Apparently, none of this matters. They still turned it into the company I applied at. The representative I spoke to at the asshat background check company said to fax my driver's license showing my middle name and physical identifiers and they will remove the charges. Before I realized that the last name they had on the record was not my last name at the time the felony was commited, I asked her if she thought my identity had been stolen. She said "No, there are a lot of *last names* out there." Ya think, nit wit? Why did you report it then?
I did actually find a job I wanted. I accepted it last week. I drove 45 minutes through downtown Minneapolis to get a pre-employment drug screening. The second I got there I realized I forgot the damn chain of custody form and had to drive back again. So, 3 hours round trip for a piss test. Went through the background and piss test, just to find out the lab lost my pee yesterday. I was very proud of that pee. I held it for 3 hours and I peed way over the required line. I was not thrilled about having to do it again. But thankfully, they found it today and all is good.
This 87-year-old federal felon is employed again. | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment   |
| Wow. I just received a hand addressed envelope in the mail here at my work. Inside was a newspaper clipping for Lane Bryant's grand opening. WTF? Whoever did this truly, has fabulous timing. I have pretty good self-esteem, but I have been filled with hate for my body lately. I want this extra weight to be gone. I want to feel like I am attractive. I am tempted to resort to old, unhealthy habits. Just toy with the darkside a bit, so that I can jumpstart things. But I know that is not how it will go.
I know some of this body hate has little to do with my body. It's that life has taken an extremely stressful turn recently. I need to control something. I need to feel good about something.
Truthfully, I could stand to lose about 10-15 pounds and I would love to firm up. I have started running/walking 4 days a week. I'd join a gym, but I might be moving away from Texas soon. I want to buy a bike, but I don't want to have to haul it across country, so I think I will wait until I know what direction my life will take.
Ugh....I cannot think about this anymore. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Skiing is hard. For reals, yo. It also hurts. But not as bad as snowboarding. I'd be surprised if anything hurt as bad as snowboarding. Boyfriend and I are still finding new places that our bodies hurts."Who knew that we had muscles THERE?" as said by boyfriend last night. My body was so tired, that yesterday I got up, got completely ready for work and then sat in my closet for a good long while just staring at my shoes.It seemed so hard to make the shoe decision. Because after I decided what shoes to wear, I'd have to PUT THEM ON. Too hard. Boyfriend woke up (lucky bastard got the day off! ) and asked me what the hell I was doing. I explained to him that it was just too hard to pick out shoes to wear and then put them on. He agreed. He even offered a solution to my problem. He told me to go back to bed. So I did. Then I was late for work. See what skiing does to you? I HATE LATENESS AND I WAS LATE. But as I told my friend Jennifer last night, I'm alive, so I'd call that a success.
The worst thing about this little ski trip is how confused my body is now. It like, wants to MOVE. All these unused muscles are all excited, they think they're going to get some action! They want to run! They want to jump! At the very least,they want to go INSIDE Taco Bell instead of hitting the drive-thru. I kind of hate to tell them that I'm going to be couch potato-ing them into submission again. Oh well. I'll break the news over American Idol tonight. I'll make sure I have a pan of brownies handy to soften the blow. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I think I may have gotten hit on last night.
I'm not sure though. I never get hit on anymore. I understand why. I walk around with bad skin, four inches of roots in my hair, perma-scowl and clothes so bad that I've been mistaken for being homeless. (This really happened!) Other than that, I'm so pretty! Seriously though, I was at a restaurant with my mom so he probably just thought he'd hit on the homeless girl so he could increase his tip. People really exploit the homeless these days.
You guys know how boyfriend's favovite hobby is strapping wheels to me and then shoving me down the nearest mountain? Well my friends, those wheels have been upgraded to SKIS. Boyfriend has grown weary of all my previous near death experiences. He decided that all the times before where I narrowly avoided being killed were just too tame. Now we've introduced the skis. I'll update you from Santa Fe Hospital ICU on how this goes. Help Me! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | I'm at work. I'm trying to get through to Medicare for the third time today. I just said "Le sigh" out loud. The automated system thought I said hospice. Le sigh, for reals yo. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| I learned a lot this weekend. I thought I'd share it so everyone can benefit from my newly aquired knowledge. Enjoy!
Lesson # 1: Eating a lot of rich food and drinking a lot of wine after having some weird stomach ailement is Not A Good Idea.
Lesson # 2: Sledding is an extreme sport.
Lesson # 3: Even a Jeep can get stuck.
1. On Friday, boyfriend and I went to Johnny Carino's for dinner. For the past two days, I had some weird, not quite an illness type thing going on with my stomach. I felt better on Friday, so I porked away on Penne Gorgonzola. I also had pretty much an entire bottle of wine to myself that evening. I woke up at about 4:30 AM to some horrendous stomach cramping. Mmmhmmm. We all know what happened next. Let's all congratulate my weird-stomach-not-quite-an-illness on graduating to a lying-on-the-bathroom-floor-praying-for-a-quick-death-worshipping-the porcelain-God, stomach bug.
2. After I had recovered from the graduation party the weird stomach ailment was having in my tummy, boyfriend and I decided to go sledding. I have never been sledding before. I picture sledding as a pretty mellow activity of children on a wooden sled slowly coasting down a tiny hill. I'm sure some people do sled like this. Not boyfriend or apparently, not anyone in Amarillo. First off, I did not see any wooden sleds. It was basically frisbees, inflatible sleds, and pool floaties. I pointed out the pool floaties to boyfriend thinking he would notice how dangerous they were. Boyfriend says "Those make the best sleds. They go really fast." Also, this was not exactly a smooth terrain we were sledding on. Every time anyone sledded down the hill they had to do some wild maneuver to avoid going directly into the frozen lake or hitting these wooden partiitions the park had up. I was more scared of the wooden partitions than anything. I just saw myself hitting that thing at full speed and making my #1 irrational fear of all my teeth falling out come true. As usual, three and four-year-olds are whizzing by me on their pool floaties, (Thanks Bridget Jones!) so I knew I had to suck it up and go. So I did. It was awesome! I was getting braver and I even went down by myself after someone had sprayed cooking spray on my sled. Then it all went horribly awry. I got a massive running start and went down the hill on my own. I was about to crash into the wooden partitions so I used my leg to slow myself down. Don't do this. I hit my knee hard. Two days later, my knee is still swollen and purple. Boyfriend laughs at my whining and explained that where he is from, people lose teeth, cut their lips open and knock themselves unconcious while sledding and it is all part of the fun. Oh, I also must add that to get back up one of the hills we sledded down some man had to pull me up with A ROPE. I wasn't the only one either. Oooh and kind of a sub-lesson for ya'll and I'll shut up: when you go sledding either don't wear make-up or make sure that $40 mascara you're wearing is waterproof. Boyfriend did not tell me how bad it was until I was about to go into Hastings to get a movie.
3. On Sunday, boyfriend and I were playing in the snow with my Jeep. We were going over higher and wider snow piles each time. Well, you know what happened. We got stuck. Luckily, several people stopped to help. The first was a man with two boys about 9 and 10. I love these kids. First off, they were dressed just like Randy from A Christmas Story. Second, after pushing and rocking my car didn't work they proclaimed they were going to dig it out with their hands. They were very excited about it and got right to work. Thankfully, a group of dread locked high school students drove by and they had a chain. They emo pulled us out of the snow. Yay for emo! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| What a boring weekend. So boring that I was looking forward to getting back to work today. The ice storm that has hit most of the country did not skip it's visit to the Texas panhandle. Even though we've had two ice storms already and this is TEXAS, it couldn't seem to resist a third stop. Maybe this ice storm nonsense that we're having is someone's way of trying to get me used to Minnesota weather. It was 8 degrees this morning. 8 DEGREES.
The ice storm kept boyfriend in Kansas City. I was pretty bummed out Friday night, but I'm over it. What' s one more week when you've already been apart two?
School starts tomorrow. I checked my online classes (all of them, this semester because I am possibly moving) and no one has anything up yet. I was kind if hoping to get started on my Enviromental Science class. I picked out the best used Enviromental Science book they had at the bookstore. It's ages old and looks like some kind of animal has been eating on it for a good while. Probably a dog. You know what? I looked up Global Warming in the index of the ES book. There's four pages over it and they're not even together. This bums me out. A ES class is the perfect forum to get the word out that Global Warming is serious. I hope the instructor makes us watch An Inconvenient Truth. I've seen it, but everyone needs to see this movie. This shit is scary. /end global warming rant.
For the rest of the day, I get to work, argue with a Canadian drug company about getting a refund for something that was lost in the mail, and wait for word on if my private student loan was approved. I was going to have to straighten out a mess with my credit card company but it appears to have worked it self out. Whew. I'm glad. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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| | How You Life Your Life | 
You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is.
You tend to avoid confrontation and stay away from sticky situations.
You tend to have one best friend you hang with, as opposed to many aquaintences.
You have one big dream in your life, and you never lose sight of it. |
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| I MADE THE DEAN'S LIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Boyfriend has being working in Kansas City since late August, right after we got back from vacation. He is only here on weekends. This weekend, I went to visit him in Kansas City. Boyfriend used his rewards to get me a free ticket. On Friday, we went to this outdoor mall called the Plaza and ate at The Cheesecake Factory. I don't care if it is a chain. It is wonderful! We also discovered a cool music synchronized Christmas light show.
On Saturday, we went to some hunting store that has creepy taxidermy everywhere and also, a large fish tank. I'm not sure what we were doing there, seeing as how neither one of us hunt, but whatever. We then went to this place called Union Station which is a mall and also an old train station. We had Barbeque from Famous Dave's. It was AMAZING. I know Kansas City is known for barbeque, but wow. Best barbeque I've ever had. Then, we went to Dave and Buster's where I discovered my Need for Speed. I don't play many video or computer games. In fact, the only ones I have ever played are Tetris and The Sims. I LOVE THIS GAME!!!! We need this game here. You can play with four people at a time. Boyfriend kicked everyone's ass. This is also strange, seeing as how HE SAYS he never plays video games. Mmmmhmmm. The rest of the night we just drove around looking at lights and houses. I love driving around new places.
Sunday, we went back to Union Station and just kind of sat and talked. Then I went home.
Now, I am at work.
The End. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| Boyfriend and I put up our Christmas Twee together this weekend and we both somehow lived to tell about it. Also, the Christmas twee was not decorated with boyfriend's ASS as I had instructed him to do last weekend after he had a hissy fit over said twee, but with tiny angels, snowflakes, and non-ass good will. Awww, I love Jesus!
Hmmm...what else can I share with you? Oh, I finally got my day off with nothing to do on Monday. I was also running a fever of 101 and coughing and sneezing my head off, so next time I wish for a day off where I do nothing, I guess I need to be more specific.
I gave my informative speech over Halloween today and I think it was less successful than I would hope for. The whole time I was up there, I felt like my classmates were staring at me like I had underwear static cleaned(clinged, but that makes me laugh and is also appropriate, so I'm leaving it) to my sweater, even though I totally checked beforehand. (To be honest, I don't even wash my clothes and underwear together, this is just another one of my IRRATIONAL FEARS, it falls somewhere between all my teeth falling out and never catching this years Grey's Anatomy season premiere. Did any of you catch it? I don't really watch that show or T.V. for that matter, but I heard it rocked!) I also kind ramble non-sensically about Celtics gruesome practice of wearing animal heads and skins for costumes and how I tried to pass myself off as both a boy and a trick-or-treater this year. That may have been it.
I guess that's all I have for now. Bye! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| I have so much homework this week that it frightens me. I have no idea how I will get it done. The only reason I am posting now, is that I need a break from reading. It's all startng to blur. I wish I could take off work one day this week, but we are in busy season, I do not see that happening.
This weekend really sucked. Friday, I worked and then cleaned, did massive amounts of homework, and went grocery shopping. I was just sitting down relaxing at around 10pm, waiting for boyfriend to get home. Boyfriend called to say he was stranded in Oklahoma 3 hours away. So, I drove 3 hours to get him, then we drove back 3 hours. I did not get to bed until after 4am that morning. The rest of the weekend was homework, a MA test (96 woohoo!) and a stupid fight with boyfriend over a damn Christmas tree.
Oh great, my boss just came in bitching about horrible democrats, le sigh. Then he gave me a huge project to work on. So huge, it will keep me busy until January.
Guess I'll see ya'll then. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| This past weekend is usually my favorite weekend of the year. As everyone knows, I have a love affair with Halloween. It's not just a crush or a one-sided love either, Halloween loves me too. This year though, we seemed to have had a little tiff. I guess it happens in every relationship. I told Halloween, I just wasn't feeling it this year. Next year, when he (Halloween is a boy) came around, I'd make it up to him. Well as we all know, Halloween is the abusive boyfriend of the holidays. Bitch just wouldn't take no for an answer. He kept sneaking up on me all weekend FORCING me to do things against my will. Le sigh. What a girl will do for love, I swear.
Friday started out innocently enough. I went to Wal-Mart and sailed past the Halloween candy without even flinching. I even went to Judy's and bypassed the Halloween clearance stuff, no bendy skeletons for Wender this year. Later in the evening, boyfriend suggested we carve pumpkins and watch scary movies. I think this where it all started. We carved our pumpkins and watched one of my most favorite scary movies. I went to bed happy.
Saturday, we decided we were going to keep out plan of not going out with my cousin and our friends. We were just going to do the low-key thing of hitting the polk streets bars sans costumes and ONE haunted house. We went to the AC Haunted house which was not too bad. If you are scared of clowns,(you know who I am talking to here) I would skip this one. Although, I personally thought the clown room was the best part. In fact, I'd like to see that again. Anyhoo, after the haunted house we were heading to the polk street bars when boyfriend says let's just skip all this. Oh hell no. Halloween and I may be having a little tiff, but I can't just skip it altogether! I informed boyfriend that no, I would not be skipping Halloween. Not now, NOT EVER. Boyfriend sighed a dejected sigh and said Wendy, what do YOU want to do? Do you want to go out with your friends? I decided to pull the stick out of my ass (there was also a little tiff there as well, over what else? The abusive lover, Halloween!) and go out with my friends.
Then I had a Great Idea. Since no one thought boyfriend and I were coming. We should get super scary costumes with masks and trick them! Off to Wal-Mart again. Boyfriend was scary scream guy. I was scary skelton with chest plate! (had to cover the boobage) I knew no one would figure this out for several reasons. 1) I would NEVER buy a cheap mass produced Halloween costume. I like to plan way in advance and either make, or buy from somewhere online so I won't have the same costume as everyone else/ 2) I am not one to do scary costumes. I like slutty or creative costumes. Anyhoo, it did work! It was pretty fabulous. We ended up tricking everyone and having a great time. I'm glad Halloween made me it's bitch again.
Tonight, I am going to finish Bill the Cow's costume, take his picture and help him add them to his My Space, so be on the lookout for that.
One last comment, because I know you're tired of reading this, Anoka, Minnesota which is 20 miles from Minneapolis, is the Halloween capitol of the world. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| My skin sucks. I am not sure what to do about it. Acne, large pores, acne scars. All on one side of my face too. I'm about to go all Mariah Carey and not let anyone see the left side of my face. Any suggestions? Anyone tried home microdermabrasion kits? Can you use those if you still have the acne?
Also, Sims 2 Pets sucks! It erased part of my game and some of my downloads. Also, it's sort of boring. | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| This week has been mucho caliente exciting. Well, maybe not for some, but it was for me since nothing EVER happens. Not that I mind too much, sometimes no excitement can be better than Mucho Caliente Excitement. But I digress.
Anyhoo, on Wednesday, after the dentist told me that I'd have to sell my first born child and possibly even my second, to afford to get my wisdom teeth out, I headed to the mall to take something back. When I arrived at my destination, I was totally staring at this guy because he looked like someone I used to know. I thought no way could it be him though, because he looked so damn young. Well, long story short, it was him. We chatted for awhile, blah, blah, blah. That's probably only Mucho Caliente Exciting to me, but I felt it beared mentioning. Also, on Wednesday I ran into Charles(arella)!!!! Woohoo!!! Charles(arella) is one of my most favorite people. That's pretty significant since I really don't like anyone. When he got his lunch break where we went to Nothing But Noodles and I ran into Kelly's mom and brother. I kind of accosted them for awhile and then totally cut in front of them. That's what too much Mucho Caliente Excitement will do for you. In hindsight, I regret the accosting and the cutting. On the drive back to the mall, Charles(arella) told me he wanted to see Texas Chainsaw Massacre, The Beginning. I asked him why he only wanted to see the beginning. Hilarity ensued. Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning is the name of the movie! Bwah! I guess you had to be there.
Anyhoo, I could write for ages about my Mucho Caliente Excitement, but I must find a cowboy hat for a certain stuffed cow. Ciao! | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| !@#% *$#@ #$%@! *&#@
I rarely get angry, but so much shit has happened the past few days to push me to the edge.
Work can bite my ass. Co-irkers that are going to profit off my work and intelligence are not worthy enough to bite my ass.
UPS, thank you for losing my package. I truly appreciate you losing over $100 worth of merchandise and then telling me I need to wait awhile longer for it to show up. FUCK YOU. I needed what was in that package. I cannot wait any longer and then go through your truly idiotic claim service. Get me my shit and do it now.
Other people who are pissing me off, I can't even talk about ya'll. THAT is how mad I am.
Now, where's my AK and a rooftop? | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| This weekend was relaxing and so nice. I just hung out by myself all weekend. Friday, I worked for a little while, did some catching up on homework, watched Oprah AND Dr. Phil (shut up) and basically, lounged about. I did make it Wal-Mart, but that was all as far as leaving the house goes. Saturday, I slept until 12:30! Fuckaree! I must have been tired. I woke up well rested and went to the mall all by lonesome. I tried on clothes, pondered on some purchases and left with a navy blue short sleeve oxford that is super cute. I then went to Hastings and rented She's the Man. I also bought 3 books, one of which I stayed in bed Sunday reading all day. I didn't even answer the phone this weekend, unless it was boyfriend. Blissful. This weekend was just what I needed. I actually felt ready to get back to work and school today. Also, I am completely caught up on all schoolwork! Woohoo!
I wasn't entirely unproductive, on Sunday I took my MA test and scored a 94. Not bad, considering I only read over the material once. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I did something I never do last night. I watched this new fangled thing called the television. Maybe I picked a bad night but it was so craptastic, I know why I rarely watch it. The only shows I have followed in the past few years are American Idol and Laguna Beach, AI is over and I don't have the cable anymore so that ended the LB viewing.
I have been on a mad hunt for some new brown shoes to replace my Doc Marten's. I have bought 2 pairs of brown shoes, but they are both dressy and I need casual shoes for jeans and such. Well, on Saturday, I remembered I had a pair of Steve Madden slip on's I had bought about a year ago but only wore a few times. I have worn them twice since, and have received 6 compliments. I love going shopping in my own closet.
I don't know why, but boyfriend decided to take me to new expensive Japanese steakhouse on Sunday. I've been hinting around forever, I am not exactly sure why he finally caved. We also went to the fair on Saturday. I got my cheese on a stick! I was hasselhoff-ed by friends about not riding the rides. I don't care. I don't enjoy throwing up or dying and that's what I fear will happen when I ride those bastards.
Anyhoo, I guess that's it! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| This weekend was mightily productive. Friday, I went to the dentist and found out that on top of my wisdom teeth sucking my will to live, (and all my money) I also have 3 cavities that also want a part in the sucking action.
Also on Friday, I cut and colored my hair, new color, new style. It looks like this. http://pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/wendex21/detail?.dir=5647re2&.dnm=571dre2.jpg&.src=ph
Then on Saturday, I cleaned the holy hell out of my house. Dusted, scrubbed, cleaned out closets, cleaned out old paperwork everything. I then went out to eat with cousin and cousin's boyfriend and then watched a totally craptacular movie called The Covenant. OH! I also built Bill the Cow his very own My Space.
On Sunday, I read three weeks worth of Music Appreciation material in about 3 hours because I had a test. I took the test and somehow got a 96. WOOT! After all these years, procrastination has finally paid off. | | comments: 4 comments or Leave a comment |
| I'm about to do a scary thing.
I am going to purchase straight leg jeans. Not quite skinny jeans, but maybe skinny enough to scare my ass into submission.
I found a pair at American Eagle that are not at all frightening, possibly even flattering. I am also purchasing a new pair of brown shoes that I am mucho excitedo over. Ever since the guy who inspected my shoes at the airport made fun of my Doc Martens last year, I have known I needed an upgrade.
I have pre-shopping excitedness!!!! Woot!!!! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| I'm going to be an asshole.
I don't like it when someone takes my ideas and runs off with them like they were their own to begin with. I rarely say something enlightening, so when I do, give me fucking credit and don't act like it was all your own idea. I'm being petty, I know. I also don't give a fuck.
My sugar consumption is at an all time high. I thought the ice cream for dinner on Monday night was my high point. But no. Right now, on my desk is a candy bar, a partially eaten donut and an almost empty coca-cola bottle. Jeebus Christ. I gotta reign in this sugar thing.
I took all my change to the bank today. $52.00 even!!! I did not think it was that much. I was so happy, I drove directly to The Donut Stop and we all know what happened from there.... | | comments: Leave a comment |
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