20 Eyes 2 Many

So I just got a ticket in front of my work. Its BS. Cuz he was 3 cars ahead of me and turned around in mid of road, tires screeching to come back and pull me over. For a f-n seat belt ticket. 10 dollar f-n ticket. I couldn't even see him him up there but he could see me not wearin a seat belt. You kidding me?

You can't catch the meth addicts in midtown or the homeless guy downtown with stolen laptops. Not even the speeders in AM traffic doing 95 on the connector every morning or the one dumbass everyday that cuts me off or runs me off the road daily because they forgot they needed to be in the tunnels lane (I mean really people, you live over there, you don't know what lane to get in?). But rest assured Mobile is out there! They're just too busy punishing real crime... People without seat belts! Who cares if you're killing others, we'd much rather prosecute those who might kill themselves!

Lol. Thanks. I mean there was a 1 in a billion chance I could have died in a 20 mph car crash in front of my work this morning. Glad he showed me the errors of my ways. Slapping people with $10 tickets that don't go on your record or insurance definitely is worth my tax dollars that pay his salary. Man, I'm proud to be a Mobilian. :)

According to there website...
"Each bag is made fresh upon order. Craque consists of bite-sized pieces of chocolate and peanut butter in crunchy shells, covered with powdered sugar.
Crunchy, savory and sweet - incredibly irresistible treats.
--Having a party? Craque is a great snack for hungry party-goers.
--TIP: Place bowls of craque all over your party to keep your guests happy!"



Craque makes your guest super happy! Go figure! Well everyone should run out buy some craque then. Having Craque stashed all over your house for your own enjoyment and to satisfy guest that just 'need a fix', is such a fantastic idea.

Ok, but seriously. I'm not sure if I should condemn this website for it's horrible taste and the complete tackiness associated with trying to find a catchy way to have kids talking about buying "craque" or if I should run out and buy everyone (all the adults) I know their own bag of "craque" for Christmas. ?

Definitely Confusing.

And yes... I had to repeat that MTH100/college algebra bullcrap. I am admittedly math illiterate. I'm soooo bad at math and I'm pretty sure that's why I did not understand one thing in economics. It was like I was reading greek. Nothing made sense at all. It was just page after page of gargled words and numbers and formulas. No clue what any of it meant. My GPA is now a 3.25. It could be better.

So yeah, I only need two more classes to have an associates. But you have to take at least 4 classes to get all of your financial aid and only 1 of the 2 classes I need fits my schedule for SP09. So I have to take 1 class I need and 3 bullshit/filler classes. Then take the last one SU09. My schedule is as follows....

SP09
MTH112 precal. <- that's the one I need
ENG252 american lit II (i always make an A in english classes so thought this would be good to bring up the GPA)
CIS 149 computer technology (i've already taken 146 and it was a breeze, hopefully this one will be too)
SOC210 social problem (took 200 and it was simple common sense, i'm wishing for the same)

SU09
BIO103 principles of biology <- last class i have to have
CRJ100 intro to criminal justic (I worked for attorneys for 4 years. maybe that will give me a leg up)
*I could not find anymore filler classes that I havent already taken... so i guess i'll only get half my financial aid for SU09. =(

I've been registered at University of South Alabama since last year, but they don't offer hardly any online classes, which I need since I'm a single mom with no sitter and a full time job during the day. That's really the only reason I'm not going there now and have stayed at this (ugh) community college. That sucks. The way it's looking I'll probably be waiting until Brad is old enough to watch himself before I can finsih college. I wish there was a better way. 

Ok. Well as most of you know by now, my house was “broken into” yesterday. I use that term loosely because it was obvious that it was someone with a key. Now knowing how many times Caleb has come in without my permission with keys of mine that he’s copied and not supposed to have, and the fact that he’s threatened to steal my lap top before, my first assumptions went straight to him. My lap top was gone when I got home. I’d left it on the couch plugged in and it was no longer there, neither were the cords. I was upset but seeing as I thought it was Caleb just acting psycho again, I wasn’t too worried. I thought I could get it back from him. He swore he didn’t have it, but lord knows how much he lies, and how often, that I couldn’t believe him. This morning though, I noticed something else. My child’s Wii and all of his games and accessories are gone! All of it! Way over a $1000 worth of Wii and Wii crap. I was sooooo upset. So was he. With this new information, I don’t think it was Caleb.

Who the hell was it though? I’m a single mom, who does not get child support. On top of being in school full time, I’m trying to work two jobs right now (almost 60 hrs a week of work not including school) so that I can possibly buy Christmas presents for my kid. I’m pushed to my limit. I feel like shutting down. I don’t know what to do and how to replace all of this. I don’t know who would do this, especially if it is someone with a key that knows me. I’m just lost.

Today you can get the following FREE just for wearing you're "I voted stickers"!

- Free coffee at Starbucks
- Free sandwich at participating Chickfila's
- More free coffee from Books a Million
- Free donut from Krispy Cream
- Free sex toy from Babeland (I think those are only located in larger cities, but get a friend to pick one up for you)
- Free ice cream from Scoops/Ben & Jerry’s
- Free sandwich at participating Arby’s
- An entire free meal from Shane’s Rib Shack (closest is in FL) which includes 3 pc chicken tenders, fries and a drink
- And 20% off your Pizza Hut order. So grab a pizza and watch the election results roll in.


And even though you should be voting regardless, as it turns out, it’s illegal to offer incentives for voting.
So…um…it’s free because it’s TUESDAY!!!

Enjoy!

♥ Heather

One of my bosses just fronted me out in front of one of our hot owners. I had to take a form in there for him to sign. He was looking over it and I assured him that it was the same form he had signed this morning, we just had to have another one signed because the letters of the serial number were inverted on the previous one. My boss was like "INVERTED" and started to laugh and the owner was like what? And I was like they were reversed. You know in the wrong place, flipped around? And they were like Uhhh hahahahahah like I'd just said the dumbest thing on earth. I was thinking OMG I just made and ass out of myself. Did I use the wrong word? So I got back to my desk and looked it up...

in·vert  

(ĭn-vûrt')  Pronunciation Key  v.   in·vert·ed, in·vert·ing, in·verts v.   tr. To turn inside out or upside down: invert an hourglass. To reverse the position, order, or condition of:

I can tell when my mania is acting up because I can NOT sleep. I think I've slept a total of 10 hours in the last 3 nights. And I'm still not tired. =( My head hurts though and I'm sure it's from lack of sleep. Also, I'm usually really horny, which is odd for me. lol. And I do things that I wouldnt usually do... such as deciding to cut my own hair without any thought going into the fact that I have no idea how to cut hair. But on the bright side, I think my new bangs look ok. ha.

( Mania = bangs. :) )</div>

There is an ongoing rubber band war taking place in my office. I don't participate (only because my aim sucks and I usually end up hitting myself instead of anyone else), but it is entertaining to watch.

We're supposed to be taking on some new work from aircell and panasonic. We're revising a mod that we did for airforce one. It's kind of interesting to be a part of that.

I spend about 7 1/2 hrs out of my 8 hr work day pretending to work, while secretly surfing the internet/doing school work. Every time I explain this (what I do for a living) to my friends, they're like "OMG I wish I had that job!" No sir you don't. Do you know how amazingly boring staring at a computer screen with nothing at all to do and counting seconds to pass your day can be? Well take my word, it's 'cut your wrist boring'. I would really love to have a job with a goal and a purpose. Something that makes me feel fullfilled and a little meaningful. 

+ I wish my desk didnt face the wall. I hate that everyone can see what I'm doing. That makes hiding the internet very very hard.

I'm really excited about Voodoofest. I can't freaking wait for the 24,25 and 26th to get here. I already have my ticket and Farren to go with me. She's already booked the hotel (which is right by canal. awesome). The line up is not as great as last year, but STP, Jose Stone, Ghostland Observatory, REM and Wyclef should be pretty good (amonst others). We really wanted to find two more people to go to decress the room price a little, but even if we don't we'll be ok. Just less eating out and no suvioners. =/

www.thetenthritual.com/

I love New Orleans. It'll be the first time there without a guy (to protect me ha, but seriously). I'm a little hesitant about it just being two girls. We'll be ok though. In the meantime, I've really got to crack down on my school work. I'm thinking a social hiatus is in order. No friends, no dates, no boys until I can pull up this damn economics grade. I'm completely lost in that class. I've been bombing every test/assignment. I have a low C and havent even taken the midterm yet. I can't afford to fail this class, but I really just do not understand what's going on in it.

Back to bad dating... 

Yeah it was a guy I’ve known a while.  He’s cute, but kinda a tool. I thought that maybe I was just being too judgmental and should give him a chance. He wanted to watch a movie. (I provide the movie and he provides the pizza.)

While we were watching the movie, he was being all snugglely and I was thinking 'oh well this isn’t too bad'… Then, out of no where, mid movie, he took my hand and tried to put it on his crotch. He was like 'come on rub it'… I was like HOLD THE FUCK UP! Did he just say RUB ME? I said 'what?' He, without hesitation says 'just rub it'!

You’ve got to be kidding. I pulled my hand back and set up. I silently wished for the movie to go off, and once it did I jumped up and turned all the lights on and was like “ok well that was a pretty good movie. I really need to get some homework done now. I bet you’re super sleepy. Don’t you have to wake up at 4?” and rushed him out.

Boo to dating. Guys are morons. You wanna rub it? No the hell I don’t. If I did you wouldn’t have to ask. Could you be more NOT smooth!

Who does that even work for? Come on guy you're almost 30. Do you really think that buying a chick a pizza will get you some action that easy? Touche.

Last night some assholes broke into my car, which was parked outside my house under my carport, and they stole all my money that was in there down to the last penny, some cds, my phone charger, and my mother freaking ipod. I couldnt be more pissed! I hate my neighborhood. It's gone to shit. I wish I could afford to move. Geez.

 I've come to the realization that I’m a really bad internet friend. I never comment my friends on Myspace, I don’t check their pages to see what’s up with them. Although Facebook conveniently tells me every friends birthday, I hardly ever bother to leave those nice “happy birthday” comments. And I sure as heck never update my LJ. I actually do read a few of yours though. I am completely amazed at how you can write in here everyday and every time it’s interesting. It just makes me stop and think about how boring my days are in comparison. Yes there is a point to this slow rant.

I need a change. I need everything around me to change. I want everything to change so that maybe I’ll be inspired to transform. I just feel as if I won’t have the drive to modify anything about me unless my entire environment in some way has as well.

Updating- This will be step one.

Edit: Come to think of it, I don't call my friends either. I rarely hang out with anyone (I have a kid and work and school and I'm always so busy). I only text them when they text me. I rarely even let people in whether they're my "friend" or not. .I have only maybe 2 close friends. I don't feel the need to form strong bonds with more than that. Or maybe don't care to be hurt by them. I'm not a very 'personable person'. It's very possible that I'm just a bad friend in general.

Is communication what determines what type of friend we are?
Or is it the attentiveness that you offer when that person is around?

The Apology Card

What sucked about this weekend?
Having a sitter for the first time in 847 years and having not one single solitary person to hang out with.

Check out this picture…



he looks excited right? Lol. I made him take pictures with me. He said, “mom do not put those on myspace”… so of course I put them all on facebook. ;)

school

This summer has felt like the biggest waste of time ever. I couldn't take classes this semester. My financial aid will only pay for spring and fall or something stupid like that. Which means I have a whole semester off that I didn't need/want off. I get too bored. I'm sure I'll complain and rant about how much I hate classes once fall gets here, but till then I plan to complain about how much I miss them.

car

In other news, I finally sucked it up and bought a new car. Well an 05, but it's new to me. The place I bought it from sucked. They were complete idiot jackasses. They wanted $13000 for the car, but I knew that it was only worth 10,000 and walked out on the deal. That turned out well, since they called back and offered me the car for $8,900. Not too bad if I say so myself. Or at least I thought so... Till the next day, when another car place called and offered me the same car, with less miles for $6900. Sucks for me I guess. Too late now though.

my miserable mind

The not so fantastic head doctor is steadily switching my bipolar meds. This time at my request. The last medicine I was on (bipolar med) made me so completely exhausted and drained. I would take it and then sleep anywhere from 14-16 hours. Then waking up (because I had shit to do) was excruciating. My mind felt like it was dragging my stupid dead body around all day. A thick heavy body that wanted nothing more than to keep sleeping for the rest of its existence. I'll start the new medicine today. Really high risk of crazy rash with this one, but I guess I'd rather be itchy than sleeping my life away.

WTF?
I mean really guys where is the island now?
How the hell did Lock die?
Why are they calling him Jeremy Bentham?
What's the great tragedy that happen on the island after they left?
How did Lock end up back in the states?
Who was Kate referring to being at her house/getting upset if he found out where she was? Sawyer?
WTF is Sun trying to make bff with Widmore for? Does she still not know that Jin survived?
So many questions. So little answers.
GRRR Lost! GRRR!

I was on the way to tan today for lunch and they were doing the “New music challenge” again on the Zew (local radio station) and some song I’d heard months ago comes on as there “new song challenger". I was like WTF…. So I wrote that chick that does their lunch show…
 

( The email... )

Yeah I didnt take my medicine this morning and I've been 5 million places in 1. I've been so bored I can't even express to you. Hopefully she gets the message though. I was trying to be as nice as possible but still tell her "HEY WOMAN THAT SHIT IS NOT NEW! GEEEZ PLAY SOMETHING THAT IS OR AT LEAST IF YOUR GOING TO PLAY SOMETHING OLD PLAY SOMETHING WORTH PLAYING!" or don't call it the "new music challenge" I mean really... ok maybe it was mean. Was it mean? Do I even care?

 

Bob Dylan. I’ve only recently discovered how much I enjoy him. I imagine I just had to be older to fully appreciate him. He’s sultry. He’s sexy (young Dylan that is), in a 1960’s drug addicted, ‘rock-and-roll-star-can-save-the-world’ kinda way. You know. He’s rustic yet so original and it shines through in his lyrics. And yeah sure that could probably all be attributed to those 1960s rock and roll drugs. Hell I don’t know a ton about his life. But I’m wikipedia[ing]-it later.

I remember hearing him and never actually listening to him. The 1st time I truly did, I can evoke clear as day.... I dont know if it was the background of the memory or the fact that I was with the guy that I thought I'd spend the rest of my life with that made that particular moment stick out so vividly in my mind. I can even tell you what color shirt Caleb was wearing and the sweet boyish way he smelt. I heard Dylan for the 1st time and I loved him. I could listen to this forever. To be stuck inside of Mobile with the Memphis blues again. They said “Mo-Bile” the exact same way. It made me snicker.

This entry quickly went from 'oh ok she likes Dylan to... gah lovely dovey shot myself in the face', but hey it happens. Right?

Someone please tell me what's wrong with this picture. PLEASE!!!!