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in case you cant remember, my dad is disabled, and we have been fighting for 12 years to get his 100% disability from the va. today the fight ended, and WE WON!!! daddy is now 100%, back pay back to 1999, and for us kids too. reembursement for college money spent, braces, and all the stuff any of us ever wanted, but couldnt afford. today is a good day for my family. today we beat the system, today we started over, today my daddy cried with happiness, not from pain. today we were happy.
Current Mood: relieved
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we just got out of the shower, and i saw the purfume i had worn in highschool sitting on the counter and decided hey what the hell.
so i put some on, and my nose was filled with the wafting scent of pure vanilla, a smell i had not used in well over a year and quickly i remembered those first few months we dated, when love was still new, went the pasion was rarring, and when we would wake up to the sound of the alarm at 10:30 because i needed to be home by curfew at 11.
when getting one of his tee-shirts ment something more than simply walking to the closet and stealing on to wear around while i do the dishes.
when everything was on the edge, when the full details were never revealed. and when to the real world we were never anything more than "just friends" even though we were so much more and didnt even know it.
i think ill wear it on my wedding day, so i can look back then too, and remind myself how good i feel and how much i really do love this man :)
end note. day two at the office with no net. i think i shall like to die now, did i mention the cramping? 3 anaprox later and i still feel like shit. save me now save me now.
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well to start with, there has been much drama at work. they moved my cool office mate out and down to another floor, and then moved in someone who is noisy and with the maturity level of a 18 year old. at work there are these three chicks, i cant say women because that would emply that they have a certain level of maturity. and they are all in their twenties, one is 23 the other 24 and the third 20. all but the 24 year old has a child. that dates back to them being stupid and using NO protection. they are sworn born again virgins, who still like to go out with 50 different men and all around annoy the piss out of me. i had taken half a day off tuesday because i am fighting off being sick. and i have felt like ass all week. i think that i have a sinus issue and i know my blood sugar is being all fuxxored. along with girly problems and i feel just friggin fine. due to this tho i missed alot of work. so wednesday they do the roomie switch and my morning is shot basically. that afternoo M. comes into the office and drags along Ka and their noisy friend from the 2nd floor K well they are all in there talking and laughing like cows and being very disruptive, talking about boys and how Ka thinks everymale in the office should be in her pants. since at this point i am already two days behind, i ask them very nicely if they could use the break room for their break because i am very swamped with work and am having trouble concentrating. i was trying to sort papers and couldnt remember the alphabet it was that bad. thursday M and Ka come in and drop my roomie J off and m looks to ka and says, " come on this isnt a PARTY place." and walks to her desk before coming back and saying " j get out your appointment book, well book a time to come and get you for break." through out the day, when i would leave they would be in there, and i had to all but beat them with a stick to get them out. i would come in from the bathrom in the afternoon and m would say " well i guess we cant go back in their SHES back" i talked to my boss about it. she said she would deal with it, but she was out of the office friday, so i got to endure them in my office all day. and after M had sent herself flowers and clamed throughtout the day that they were from 3 different guys, we all gnored her. at noon i got forwarded an e-mail from my old roomie that had been from J. it was one of those silly serveys you shouldnt pass around on the company computer anyway. question #6 was who is the sweetest person you know and who is the meanest. J had put that L&g; (the twins) were the nicest and i was the meanest. i mean damn i made them work. that was forwarded then by my mother to the head of the HR department. i mean if people thing IM mean they aint seen NOTHING yet. and that afternoon at the company social i went with two coworkers, and we tried to wait until the 3 had left before leaving, and while we were getting on the elevator m and ka got on. m told ka that after the party she was going to come back and park in the handicap spot and come and get her flowers. i simply said, m please dont use the handicap spot and the bitch starts running her mouth about how where she parks is her fucking business, and that if she wants to park there then she can and who am i to tell her not to. she continues to go on about how its something from me everydamn day (even though i try to avoid her like the plague) and that i am just some right bitch. i stood there. because i knew that if i didnt just stnd quietly that she would end up on her ass on the street or in the hosital. so me and my coworkers, decided once we were across the street that we would stand outside until they went up and then we would go up. but they waited for us, so when they got on the elevator i waited for the next one and then went into the HRs office (making a detour) and i very cunningly put my cry on que skills to use, and for about 6 minutes balled my eyes out about how i had been verbally abused and how i was being singled out and how she was just being so cruel and i didnt like it and felt all belittled and shit. when i came out of his office, i saw the two of them walking back out the building, , they had only come across to start something with me. i was so pissed i could only stay for a second before i was so hot i was gonna barf. i went out, and went to the bank and went down to see charles, i was supose to go back to work to finish the mail but i was so unnerved that i forgot about it until 1am when i woke up from passing out with fever at 8ish. we then went down to work and i finished. it was mail that if my boss had come in this weekend for anyreason i would have been in big trouble had i not finished. but now, i dont want to go to work, my blood is boiling and i know i am eventually going to throw a punch or something. monday i will sit at my desk, and when they come in i will get my boss, and i will tell my boss that i need to be moved if she stays in the office because i cannot subject myself to such harsh and childishness.
Current Mood: beaten
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you know those air duster can most offices have laying around? well they cost tons of money, and when you turn them upside down the contents come out as ice rather than air. it is always pretty cool, except it is a tremendous waste of money.
so around the office, well monkey's office, they call people who just randomly pick up the cans "small child" because like a small child they will play with the can even knowing they are wasting it.
now we have all done it from time to time, and then we get past it, we realize that although at first it was fun to do something we knew was wrong, the thrill was over after a few tries at it. the only problem comes from those people who like it so much that they keep doing it over and over again. and they become the small child.
this past couple of days has taught me one thing. small children no matter how old, will always go for that air duster can because they WANT to be called a small child, and for whatever reason, this small bit of attention makes them feel like one of the big people.
it is sad really, that you have to spank them on the hand, take away the duster, and tell them to get back to work. what the normal adult would understand, they for some reason lack the intelligence to just put the duster down. until that one day when they tilt the can upside down and shoot themselves in the eyeball. then they see the light, and realize that they should have perhaps grown up before they rendered themselves blind and stupid. but hindsight is 20/20 and they only feel like idiots.
so, are you willing to step away from the can? get back to work? i know i would like to get back to planning my wedding, and living my happy life. just let me know when you plan to spray the can again, you see it leaves this horrid white residue, stains everything, and i would just rather not be around when you spray it, i may get covered in filth for days.
Current Mood: over it
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it was one hell of a weekend. it was filled with drama, church, more drama, telemarketers, more drama and lets see drama. now, i know that things i did in college were dumb and hurtful, and stupid. and that was nearly 3 years ago! the thing that gets me is really there are only 3 people actually iinvolved in the dramatic part. me, olemissguy, and goddessj. that is it. and i think maybe T. but not certain there, cant remember so i am not going to start pointing fingers, all i know is that i was one of the main ones. now since then, the three of us have gotten over it and past it and i would like to think we all learned a few things and grew from it. so why cant everyone else leave things be. there was a post, were stuff happened before i even read it. and comments were already thrown around, one of which simply just offended me, and i said hey, that shit right there offended me. (not mentioning in any way the things of the past... all i said was that offended me.) and some totally different person whom i have never met calls me by name, and tells me that i am such a bitch for these things that i did three years ago, gave details, and then called me oblivious. that started it. so i was up until midnight last night venting to kate, because since she is the neutral party i feel like i can talk to her and get an honest answer. i dont want to have all my friends gang up with me, tell me im right and get my blood boiling. i want someone to go, ok i agree with you here and not there. so that is all fine and dandy, well then the said guy goes to my personal journal and starts commenting to me about how i am really brave commenting when he cant respond, like I KNEW he was banned from her journal after what he said. and after i told him to fuck off, in not so many words, he simply states he is TRYING to get shit started, and that he isnt going anywhere. so i am out. i dont need petty bitch fools ruining my good life. and to think. i havent had to deal with this shit in 3 years. i was drama free in 2003 but aparently i am in the middle of the drama whore in 2004. so i am not gonna be posting after this for a while. i will still be updating on my wedding planning in that community, and i will still read and comment occasionally, but i think i have outgrown my childhood days of drama, and stupid people. may they all rot in hell.
Current Mood: pissed off
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ok so this weekend has been uneventful. saturday monkey went to work for a while and i stayed home to have the washer and dryer arive from bestbuy :) yay!!!! i love it. the washer has all sorts of child safety stuff, and the dryer is huge,... oh my favorite setting on the washer is "super load" for all those reallllly big loads. and what normally i would have to cram into my moms machine fit with room to spare in this one :) i am so excited it is wonderful.. girly domestic moments aside, the monkey and i bot have sunus inflections' they are the suq. but we have to go to work tomorrow which is worse. i am loving the house so much and am totally excited about the entire US thing :) i start school both the 19th and the 25th so that is fun. why 2 different days? well the first is my class class and the second is my online class. i am not taking any classes next semester so that classes dont interfere with the wedding and stuff, so i am taking two this time. hopefully in the fall i should be able to take some more once i qualify for financial aid :) C and i book our honeymoon this week. were going to disney :) YAY!!!! ok time for bed. catch you all later max
Current Mood: sleepy Current Music: none
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its a slow day at work, and hot outside, at any moment i expect my life to turn black and white and look like something from a dick tracy movie. "why yes, sexy chick, i can help you find your puppy" tips hat, and goes back to sleep. funny thing is im not even a guy. /shrug oh well
the lady in the next cube is wearing some purfume, kinda fruity, i think by avon which makes it worse, but she took a bath in it, and she is listening to gospel, loudly. her sureal cube is acting out the church scene from blues brother 2000, i know it.
i feel like im a walking through a movie today, Maxine! next on E! tv. im my own reality show, yet, nothing really seems real. ive been in the daze all day, some weird gloomy funk.
and listening to six pence none the richer isnt helping that at all. angsty hippy rock/ indy/ bohemian, blah sunshine and candycane, turn grey skies and overly perky coworkers.
i want to go home. i think only mocha woman would feel me now.
i need, want, yurn, for wonky. damn being horny, damn being blah. *throws headphones against the ways* ".... i need love i need love ..." bah
some one save me, pull me from the flames *starts humming some random buffy musical song* DAMN! today is going to be one of those days. a day of bounced checks *dark agaes of bite my ass alot* sapy love songs, longing for roses, stuck at work, long distance, calls with poor reception, and bitches wheres my money.
*goes to hide*
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Personal: Name: anisa maxine ilona horvath Astrological Sign: taurus B-day: April 26, 1983 Favorites: Color you like to wear: greens and blue Lucky number: 2 Activities that occupy your time: work, DAOC, neopets, monkey lovin Sport you enjoy to watch/Sport to play: baseball. A Country you'd like to explore: greece Book you recommend: the left behind books Favorite time of day: wonkey time Your motto(s): whats a motto you Fruits of your labor: ( more more more )
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totally encompassed by a feeling of restlessness. she wanted to get up, venture out, and see the day, but there was something that was holding her back. it was that longing, along with a great courage, that finally pushed her out of her bed and forced her to stumble meekly to the bathroom to ready herself for the day. it was hot, she remembered thinking to herself as she groped to find the rewetting drops for her contacts so that she may see. beginning to focus a dream from that night finished playing back in her head and she smiled and chuckled to herself about the things that transpired there. was it love, or just some silly school girl crush, probably neither, but it was fun to try and fathom what the made up characters of her mind had been thinking. when she was done in the bathroom, she walked out into the room, looking there upon the bed still asleep, in the bed she only longed for, was the man of her dreams, stealing all the covers, and deep in sleep. she thought of how innocent he looked and smiled as she walked out the door to leave for work. it wasnt easy since her brain kept telling her it was still night. the lack of light coming in from beneath the blinds made it incredibly hard for her to see this for the lie that it was. quickly she grabbed her belongs, realizing that she was late; and as the door opened, all that could be seen was a dark bleak sky and the street lights still on at 7 in the morning. wearily she inserted the key into the car, before realizing that it wouldnt work on that door, and that it was unlocked anyway. she sat. stared ahead, trying to clear her mind so that she wouldnt be a hazard on the road. she wanted sleep, but started the car. the radio blared back at her, boom boom boom boom boom. she was awake now. for the first time in months, she turned her headlights on for driving TO work. it was a fast drive in, apparently most of her companions on the road were fooled by the darkness and stayed asleep this morning. at work she found her desk covered with things that still needed to be done, piles of papers needed to be copied and distributed. a heavy gloom filled her for she knew that she would be standing over the copier most of the day, and she did. by 11 she was finished coping, by noon she had over come here dreariness, and was now just letting her body do the work that it had done for years now. she had missed lunch in the rush that was work. and by 2 the day was nearly over. she finally sat. exhausted. figured it was time for some computer relief and as the screen clicked on she thought of everything she would get to do once home. the dishes needed to be done, the trash disposed of, and then she wanted to get on the computer some, and experience the world that had created itself there. there was nothing new going on in the world, and after about an hour she figured that it was probably a good idea for her to get back to working. she had missed monday and things were a little behind anyway. she did some filing and at 4 she went home early. happy that she had skipped her lunch hour. the drive home was mundane, she paid more attention now, wondering if her car would make it home in the heat. it still hadnt rained and the air was hazy and hot. she wanted to get home quickly because she didnt have air conditioning and was already hot and starting to sweat. after a thirty minute drive the car pulled into the drive, and she was home, the car hisses as she turned off the engine. hot again. but at least it would rest now, she was in for the night and wanted a shower to wash away the sweat that had gathered on her through the drive. as she stood and her shirt moved, she felt her shirt cling to her skin and she shuddered. inside she was greated, but by now she was in a mood, the heat had messed with her lingering mood and all she wanted now was to get on the computer and fad into oblivian. windows booted, and then that face greated her, ahhh alyson hannigan, she tought to herself as her desktop peered back at her. double click, type type type enter enter enter click play :) ah it was her relief, a world all her own, where the only thing that matteres is a false reality that lets her mind flow and gets her creative juices going. she played a theurg, and as her character stood at the top of the mithran tomb she began to chat with different people in her world. they were nice to her here, only knowing what they wanted, and a person, who had no care, a happy friendly jovial woman. there were no daily stresses and no weary facial expressions. this is where she felt the most at home sadly enough, this is where she could live through her character and be as thin as she wanted, and as sexy as she ever dreamed. then men loved her. she even had her very own husband in the alternate reality. so she played, and cleared her mind of the day, and of the stress that comes with it. there were no more deadlines, nothing that needed doing, just living, and having time to free her mind, and things were good. at 10 she realized it was time to go, the bed which called her name so violently this morning was calling her back again. it was time. and she gave in, saying good bye to a world of happiness and friendship and saying hello to her real love. she thought of that morning when she had smiled at his innocence. it was now time to curl up beside him and sleep. it was time for them to talk about the reality of the day, and the things that they had seen and heard, and felt while they were awake. they laughed about in-game husbands, and she giggled as she spoke his name out loud, he laughed, and before she knew it she was asleep, dreaming again the same dream, creating new characters for her stories, and thinking of what the next day would bring. the end :) this was brought to you by a day in the life of max
Current Mood: creative Current Music: work
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for some reason i cant connect to the radio station so laundry service is my music for today... sitting here and listening made me think of just how tiny shakira is.. i mean she is christina auglaoulsfduihra before her obvious eating disorder thingy. and i figured i would post and tell you about my user friendly bathroom scale and beign happy :) i bought a 10$ scale the other night and we all thought hey we weight alot less than normal so we went outback got one of the 10lb weights from the now rusted adn never used weight bench. brought it in and it said like 4 lb.. so was adjusted the scale until it said 10 adn the thing went back to 0 when you took the weight off... now this took a good half hour.. then we all got back on one at the time adn took ourweights again daddy came in at 215 and that is down a whopping 35 pounds GO DADDY !!!:) mom would shoot me if i said how much she weighed, but she has lost about 15, bronce now weights about 230 DUDE... ok he IS 6'4 but damn. would be a football player but he hates football, would rather sit around and play with his electric stuff... the male kitty was all of 10 pounds and my kitty was 4,... the goofy thing is the new kitty weights about haplf a pound and is running aound doing her thing with the 10lb cat :) the younger boys were in bed, it was about 11 or so at the time and max well max just about jumped off her rocker :) seems my three weeks of dieting have paid off :) (expept for last nights junk food :)) i am down to 140... that is about 10lbs... i am going to loos about 5 more then try to keep it there and start toning up :) that way i will be back up to 155 and look good while at it :) grapefruit jusice rocks :) so does water and being broke :) ok back off to work with me xoxoxo max
Current Mood: amused
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and it is all my fault really.. i have spent the entire week sitting around and having a i feel like doing shit week, did most of that last week as well trying to recoup from my week from hell.... so today when the stacks finally hit about 2 feet high each. i decided to actually get down to business and make them go away. as of right now ( with the new stuff steadily coming in ) i have managed to get much accomplished. let me explain.. there a two different groups.. each group must first be separated.. g1 is all one thing so it gets to be sorted alphabetically, like names being pared up and grouped in cronological order. this stack of paper is 2 feet high... i got it all aranged today. and sprted out my inbox from just today just another half foot of stuff to do tomorrow.. then we have group 2 it is much more complex, because group two is broken down into about 34 subgroups, which need to be separated and those each have to be alphabetically sorted adn like names matched and cronologically ordered. not done quiet yet, next there are things that have more than one case on the same peice of correspondence, i have to make the appropriate number of copies then highlight the correct case, and sort it into the other two main groups where it goes... then i get to take the two two2 foot stacks and file them away into their appropriate file folder. then i start all over... see doesnt my job just suck :( blah well this is what i do when i say i am off filing :)
Current Mood: annoyed
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