The work day is almost over! Chris just left. It was a good day. We talked about stuff and I showed him around and he listened to me on the phone a bit. He knows a little more about Macs than I do.

AOL IM suddenly works again! Maybe I was using the wrong version before. I downloaded the Power PC version and I'm back online! So now I have IM and ICQ at work. Ahhh, chat.

I bought textbooks today. I bought 3 of them online from efollett, used, because even buying them and paying for shipping was cheaper than buying them new from the OU bookstore.

So yesterday afternoon there was no need for me to go to the Nielson lab, so I just went home. It was around 6pm and I was exhausted, so I took a little nap, until around 8. Then I bummed around my apartment, watched TV, and generally felt unproductive until I did the dishes and made today's dinner. I also made up a budget for this month and next month... I can make no extraneous purchases out of my $70/wk or I won't get bills paid. It's kind of nice to see that my pay from the last week of work leaves me with about $500 surplus, but due to the fact that next month I will need to have $325 to start out with to even pay bills (due to at least one week of non-lab pay, next week), as well as needing to buy books and get an oil change for my car, that surplus is pretty non-existant. So no thai food or movies for me for a while. Or clothes.

I got off track. Anyway, I went to bed again at 11, and woke up at 9. Threw on some clothes and drove to the lab, risking another parking ticket. I cleaned the lab (threw away tons of papers, cleaned out the recycling white paper bin (put it all in the big bin in the hallway), cleaned out the Lost and Found, and wiped down all the tables) and began unpacking the new computers! They are sexy and black. 17" flat screen monitors, zip drives, combo DVD/CD-RW drives (Bruce made a joke about people copying music, heh), keyboards with all the keys working... it's pretty neat. Oh, 4 USB ports in each too. Nifty.

Came to Saxon after getting 5 computers unpacked and set up... Not many messages, although I hate it when someone feels they have to repeat every part of their message 2-3 times. Got on the mud in time for Jason to say, "Wow, we haven't seen each other much lately, gotta go bye". Hopefully that will change when he goes back to school. Hopefully. I'll have to work around games then instead of work, but they both pull him away the same.

So yeah, the only thing that seems to be working right is that it seems like all the weekend things I have coming up this month are being set for different weekends - dance show this weekend (I'll be working, not dancing), yard sale next, and Dallas mud party the next.

So, the school-year rush is in. Last week I had an average of 7.5 calls/day. Today I took 17 calls. BLEGH. I guess it's going to start being less gxp time while I'm at work. Well, that's okay.

I had a pretty busy weekend. On Friday night, Randen and I went out to dinner, watched 2 episodes of the X-Files, and saw the movie The Princess Diaries, which I liked because it gave me what I expected of it. Story about a 15 year old nobody who finds out she's the princess of a small European country. Wackiness ensues.

Well, while dressing for the movie theater (i.e. changing out of shorts) I came across the realization that only one pair of jeans really fit me anymore, and that was the pair I had gotten from my mom. So after the movie when I was home alone I got a copy of the Norman paper with classifieds in it, circled all the garage sales I was interested in (about 15), and using thumbtacks I made a route on my map of Norman of the sale-ing I would do the next morning. I even color-coded my tacks - white tacks were for sales that started at 7, red for starting at 8, etc. Yeah I'm a nerd.

So from 7-12am on Saturday I drove around norman and looked through people's stuff. I got 2 pairs of jeans, a pair of khakis, 2 pairs of shorts, a purple satin dress shirt, and a nifty 9-candle votive sculpture thingy for $11. Then I went to two consignment stores, Abigail's Attic and The Spare Closet, and got 2 more pairs of jeans for $6.50. So I came out pretty well. They're almost all size 10s. :)

Had a really nice cookout at Arcadia Lake that night with my Edmond friends, Brian and Ryan (snicker). Brian brought his girlfriend Mary Beth and a friend of hers named Joey. We made a fire and had some hot dogs and hamburgers and stuff and shot the breeze and even went swimming a bit (well I only waded because I didn't bring a bathing suit). It was really nice, and we should do it more often. Since I was up so far north I dropped by my mom's on the way back. I always seem to leave her house with stuff - this time I came back with a glass thermometer (some test to find out if I'm hyper-thyroid, involving taking my temperature in the mornings right when I wake up), some icy-hot type stuff (for my leg), and a few exercise videos! She had picked them up for $.50 each somewhere. They're badass - Thighs of Steel 2000 Platinum (I did that one Sunday morning, and OUCH), and Cindy Crawford's Ultimate Workout, which I haven't done yet. It looks scary. Anyway, it was nice talking to my mom. She talks to me like an equal sometimes, whee.

Then yesterday I did that Thighs of Steel, putzed around a bit (gathered up all the things I'm going to sell at the Happiness Hotel yard sale, and boy did that pile grow. Fills the hallway almost.), and went to the Hotel for a dinner party - a grill dinner party! It involved a massive Albertson's run, and a lot of heat and bugs. But it was fun and there was SO much good food. I had to stop eating for fear of getting sick because I had eaten so much. I finished my portabello mushroom burger though. ;) That was my favorite food of the whole night. The grilled pineapple was pretty good too though. I fell asleep as soon as I got home :)

All the computers in the lab are wiped clean now. Formatted. It's kind of sad. Tomorrow I get to start setting up the new computers! It will be exciting. So that's why I won't be around.

Well, I guess it's time to go home now. See everyone tomorrow!

I've noticed that when I write long journal entries, no one replies. Do you guys even read them?

The scholars office says that they can hold my tuition waiver if I ask, so that problem is taken care of.

Jim (my boss) thinks that it would be cool if Ty came back to work the help line for the 5 months I'm gone (if I go). I think that would work because I'm rather sure Ty wouldn't cling to the position and refuse to give it up when I came back. So maybe Ty should read this and think about it.

I woke up before my alarm today, at about 6:50 (alarm was set for 7:30), even though I went to bed near 2:00. I didn't even have anything important I needed to do, besides exercise! I guess I'm just full of energy these days.

I brought my CD walkman to work today and am listening to the Rent soundtrack while there are no calls. Not so loud that I can't hear the phone ring, though. Although I keep catching myself singing out loud and I wonder if other people hear me.

Saxon is going nazi and are going to start regulating piercings (none showing) and dress code (not sure what they're going to do here, but I'm sure it'll be something dumb). Sigh. Who sees me as I answer the phone?

I hope I'm being kissed and snuggled in 2 weeks.

I was very very productive today. I woke up, got dressed, and went to Walmart to buy some more aloe. Then I came home and did my new workout video. It's rough, but a lot of fun. Then I showered and ate breakfast. Then... the cleaning. Washed dishes. Cleaned litterbox. Vacuumed the rug. Swept the entire apartment. Cleaned the stove. Took everything (even the microwave) off of the kitchen counters and cleaned them. Cleaned the microwave, too. Cleaned the kitchen sink (mmm bleach). Finally organized the bathroom cabinets (3 bags of give-away stuff now, mostly going to the happiness hotel). Filed some papers. Sent a page to my father's cell phone. Complained to half.com that my CD hasn't arrived in the mail yet. Put the money I need to save to pay for my room at the OMP in a sealed labeled envelope. Got Brendan's linear algebra book for class tomorrow (meep). Translated some Latin and wrote a short thing for the mud. Made an alternate livejournal for mud people to look at (don't want them seeing all the intimate details of my life). Bleached my hair again. :)

Now it's time to start worrying about tomorrow. Class from 9:30-10:20. Work at Saxon from 10:45-4:45 and work at the lab from 5:00-9:00. I'm not sure where food fits into all that. I have some cheesy hashed brown hamburger helper in tupperware I can take to the lab, but not a very balanced meal. Maybe I should cook a full meal right now, and pack it all up for tomorrow. I have $77 until the 22nd this month, and that includes the OMP, so I can't buy anything. I can't go for a $.69 bean burrito, or a $2 Subway sandwich. I'm living on what I own.

Well, I just took a hiatus from this writing and made tomorrow's dinner. Cheesy hashed browns, applesauce, veggie soup, potato sticks, and cranberry juice. I guess this will be a nightly thing, making tomorrow's food. Sounds like I'm going to get very routine-ized.

Well, probably time to get to bed. See you all tomorrow, after school!

I weigh 160.

I've decided that I'll use my long work days to my advantage. I'm not going anorexic or anything, but since I simply don't have any place to fit in a lunch, I won't. I'll have my shake and vitamins in the morning, and then dinner at night. I don't need that many calories since I'm not burning any during the day while sitting on my ass...

I think I'll exercise, too. I have exercise videos... Do you think I can get my sorry ass out of bed on M/W/F mornings to alternate between the 3? Hmm...

Someday my stomach will realize that all it gets in the morning is a shake and some vitamins, and it has to wait until a proper lunchtime to get anything else. Right now, it's still under the delusion that if it grumbles enough, I'll feed it. I must be strong.

So I got to work early today, since I just came here straight after my shot. That'll make up for Monday when I overslept a bit. Waking up at 8 wasn't that diffcult, actually. Maybe that had something to do with Big Karen (the parkview manager) calling to wake me up. Heh.

Oh, and I did a mean thing to Matrix. I had the entire house open all night (I knew I couldn't stand it to lock either or both of them out of my room while I slept, they'd make sad noises), so this morning I tempted her with food out into the living room and then jumped up and shut the hall door. She made such SAD noises, but she's gotta learn to stand her own ground against Morrison.

So, back to mudding, and waiting 2 hours to eat my delicious subway sandwich.

My tummy is hungry. Just got off the phone with a girl who had no critical thinking skills. Conversation lasted incredibly long. Message left that I should reply to. Blah!

Just to tempt Goldbug: Randen told me last night that his family got a new cat (their third). He's, in Randen's words, "a beautiful black cat" and "VERY huge". Too bad Randen isn't bringing him home (Randen says he doesn't want a cat of his own because they take too much time and he'll just come over and play with mine. Er, my cats).

I found the Emergency Cock!

Done for the day. Finished all THIRTY-FOUR of the calls right at 5:00.

I hate it when people let their 3- or 4-year-old answer the phone. These children DO NOT have speaking skills yet! And they can't take a message! Damn children...

It's almost 1:30, and I've called 13 people. Sometimes I have to clinch my fists to keep from asking someone to hurry it up. Blah.

Have a meeting to attend now. Let's see how many messages get left in an hour. Whee! =P

18 messages left this morning.

18 messages * 5 minutes a message (which isn't even average, that's LOW) = 1.5 hours.

Fuck his lazy bastard ass. He knew what he was doing when he left at 2:00 yesterday. People call until 6.

Gotta go spend an hour and a half calling people now. Bye.

Last night the cats decided to get into a fight ON TOP OF ME in bed. Luckily I was mostly under covers, so I'm only a little scratched up on my arm. Dumb cats.

Up a little early, guess I'll go into work early. Got a lot to do now that Ty is gone.

Wow, it's just been a horribly shitty day so far.

Last week, Ty and I agreed that since I had finals this afternoon (1:30-3:30 and 4:30-6:30), he would come in after noon and take over the help line for his last day, and I would come in the morning. I told everyone at Saxon who asked that he would be here in the afternoon if they wanted to come by and say goodbye. On Friday afternoon, I left a new voicemail message for the helpline saying the hours were now 11-5. So I walk in this morning a little after 10, and Ty's sister is here saying, "Oh, I didn't think you'd be here today." Turns out Ty showed up at 9... Which is not a bad thing in and of itself, except for the fact that he WILL NOT stay late (because he's a fucking slacker) and therefore there will be a lot of messages left in the afternoon today when we're SUPPOSED to be open and when he's SUPPOSED to be here. So tomorrow morning I'm going to have many many calls to return left by people who believe that they should have had their calls taken before 5 yesterday. *sigh*

If he could have just done what we agreed upon, MULTIPLE TIMES, I would be in a much better mood.

And of course I get in here and take a call by the infamous Diana Coher, who is this mother trying to teach herself Advanced Math who has no memory retention skills at all. She's a wonderful lady, but she just canNOT learn math. There are times when I want to hang up on her rather than hear another confused nonsensical sentence. Sometimes I just want to cry when she asks for help on a problem that I basically walked her through 5 minutes earlier.

Well, Ty left for lunch and calls are coming in, so I have to go now. Soon I'll leave for my finals and probably not make the day any better. BBL.

Well, this starts it, I guess. I'm trying one of these funky livejournal things like Goldbug.

Please note that I'm partying on 3k with Altair (Jason) while I'm writing this, so one sentence takes about 2 minutes to write. I guess the good thing is I have time to think about what I'm going to write.

Or maybe not.

Right now I'm sitting at my computer, wearing nothing but a pajama tank top, drinking some vodka and cranberry juice that I horribly mixed (way too much vodka). Earlier tonight I stuffed myself on chips and guacamole and a baked potato with cheese, and I'm feeling like a bloated pig. Oink oink.

I guess anyone could find this, even my mother (as non-internet savvy as she is), so I'll have to keep all the gossip about my prostitution job and how it pays for my heroin addiction at a low. JUST KIDDING. But yeah, gotta think about what I really want the world to know.

Jason's in a pissy mood again because his cable modem is laggy. I swear, I've never seen someone so emotion about their internet connection. He gets seriously upset if he experiences lag. It's really interesting to note the circumstances when he does and doesn't get emotional.

My vodka concoction is almost gone... it's almost 10pm... I have finals tomorrow and I haven't cracked a book yet today. Computer Science isn't a problem; I don't have a grade below 90 in that class, so there's no way I'm getting less than an A in there. Philosophy is about the same, out of the 4 homework assignments I have 100 on all of them, and the two exams so far I have a 97 and a 93 on, but with so few grades it might actually matter if I drop down on this last exam. Hmm.

Added to all of that, I have to be at work in the morning (it's Ty's last day at the helpline! Hooray!) at 8am... Well, I guess I can push it back to 9. I'm going to work 11-5 through the summer and need to start working towards those hours this week. I wonder if I'll be able to last the summer.

I'm realizing how damn long this post is, but it's my inaugural speech, so you can sit down and shut up and keep reading. I have a lot to say.

Looks like Jason won't be coming here for the whole summer. In fact, that's at a definite "no" to me. Which makes me wonder how I'm going to stand the summer. All of my best friends will be far away (Rachel, Goldbug, and Jason), I'll be working 45ish hours a week at two jobs, taking 6 hours of classes, trying to get my cats to get along, paying off credit cards, and trying to save money to see any of the aforementioned 3 people... Well actually only Rachel or Jason, since Goldbug will be back in December...

I hope I don't get too lonely, but I think I can be damned positive I will be.

Well that's it for now. I might post more tonight, who knows? Sometimes I want to share, and sometimes not.