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January 2006
Thursday, January 26, 2006 |Time| 8:03 AM |Sound| computer humming (have to be quiet) |Habit| not sleeping in |Feel| tired |Think| I need a drink (awkward 'just got up' morning taste in my mouth) So Tuesday was a fun day... Sean was feeling kind of sick that morning around 9am. Then he called me at work around 2pm to tell me that he was really sick and left work and was now at home. He said it felt like his stomach was being crushed. Then he called me just after 3pm to tell me that his mom was on her way to pick him up and take him to the emergency room. I told him to call me and let me know when they found out what was wrong. I should have just left work then. Then his mom called me at about 4:30pm to let me know that they thought it was his appendix and that I should get up there. I called the other manager who was supposed to come in at 6 and asked her to get to work as soon as she could since Sean was in the emergency room. I waited until 5:10 when the manager called me back and told me it was going to be about 10 more minutes because traffic was bad. At that point I left the new associate in the store by herself and then proceeded to drive 10-15mph over the speed limit to the hospital. My eyes were watering since my mother-in-law called me, but I kept from crying the whole time. I know I had to sound like I had been crying when I asked the first and second nurse where my husband was. I opened the door to his room and that's when I finally started crying. They did blood and urine tests, had him hooked up to an IV, and then they did a CAT scan. Sean got to the emergency room at 3:30, I got there at 5:30, and we didn't leave until about 8:45. Poor Sean had to be there for 5 hours and all the time wondering if he was going to have to have surgery. Not to mention that he hates doctors/hospitals and has to have something seriously wrong to even think about going to the hospital. I was so worried about him. I can't stand when something is wrong with him. Nothing is allowed to happen to him. I have people issues. Let me get to one in particular. I had a girl send me a message from my site asking to do a link exchange. I agreed to do this. For a short while she had one of my buttons up on her site and linked to me. Then she moved her site and made no attempt to link me, though she did continue to link others. Then she got hosted. I went ahead and emailed her asking if she'd like to do a link exchange. She said she'd love to. I had her link up the whole time, keeping up with her url changes and button changes, and finally a site name change. After about two weeks of me linking her and her making no attempts to link me back, I removed her link from my site. I checked back at her site today and noticed that she had about 3 more people linked, and she also has a person linked who has not updated their site since November and does not have her linked back. Here this little bitch is asking to do a link exchange with me, then decides she doesn't want to link me, all the while claiming to be affiliates with someone who probably doesn't even know she exists. I made an attempt to get back with the link exchange. I think if you're going to go out surfing sites and ask to do a link exchange of any sort, you should like the site, have something in common with the person, and make an effort to keep up with link changes and whatnot. It just pisses me off that she was the one who started it and then apparently was 'too good' to keep on linking me. Fuck you. Which brings me to a funny point. Go watch the movie The Odd Couple. Probably the greatest line in the movie is when Oscar Madison says, "I hate notes on my pillow. One said we were out of corn flakes. It took me 10 minutes to figure out that F U stood for Felix Unger." Which brings me to the point that TV Land sucks so much and only has 5 good shows on a day; get some Odd Couple, F-Troop, Get Smart, Welcome Back Kotter, anything. You know who else sucks, Nick at Nite. It's been so long since I've watched it. I'm sure they have nothing on though seeing as they now have Fresh Prince and Full House. WTF Nick at Nite? Go back to those shows I listed which were on your channel at one point. Someone needs to be bitch-slapped, and probably more than once. I have one other point to make. The damn commercial I saw about a dad teaching him to hit in sports, but not to hit women. Women getting beat is one big joke. If you're fucking stupid enough to let some bastard beat you, you deserve to die. Sure you're 'scared' and can't do anything about it. I'll tell you if I was in a situation where a guy decided he wanted to beat me, I'd cry the first time and be pissed inside. I'd be waiting for him to do it a second time. I'd have a knife on me and if he was lucky it would only end up in his side or back being twisted. If he was unlucky, it'd be in his fucking throat. I will never understand women who get beat or abused. Apparently they want it, otherwise they'd do something about it. People can be so stupid. I'd say I most likely wouldn't be able to wait patiently for a second time. I'd lay his ass out right then and there, and I'm not a violent person. I've never even punched someone, but I'd sure as hell break at least one thing if a guy ever hit me. Saturday, January 21, 2006 |Time| 5:56 PM |Sound| "Ticking" Loud Lucy |Habit| drinking white russians |Feel| kind of awkward |Think| I'm happy to have two days in a row off Hey, 3 years and 2 months as of today. I still can't believe it's been 3 years. It doesn't feel like I've known Sean for that long, and at the same time it feels like I've known him so much longer. It's just so weird to think about. Whatever it feels like it's been, it's great. So this past week we had to do a new floorset at work. They changed the way they look at it and set it up. Of course they do this the first time I'm in charge of it. Seeing as our store manager found a better job and I'm acting store manager until we get a new one in a few weeks. It was a bit of a challenge. I suppose it would have been a whole hell of a lot easier if our store didn't have such a crazy layout and was slightly larger. We did what we could with it though. I believe that once we actually get everything in, it'll look really cute. It looks pretty good so far. I don't think anyone can complain about it. Plus there are less things folded this time! Woohoo! Sean and I had been seeing the commercials for the new Kahlua White Russian, and we thought we should try it. We went up to ABC Beverages to check it out and found it along with Kahlua Mudslide. We couldn't buy them right then seeing as I didn't have my ID on me, but we went back two days later and picked them up. The Mudslide is pretty good, but it doesn't compare to the White Russian. At this point in time, I'd have to say that White Russian is my favorite drink. Here I am looking back at my journal and realizing if anyone reads this, they're going to think that I drink all the time. I don't very often, and I never have much at one time. I've never even been drunk. I believe that should say something for me. I'm sure I'll experience it at some point in my life, but I can't say that I'm any hurry to do so. Plus that would mean that I'd have to drink more at once and probably a little bit harder stuff, like a White Russian minus the Kahlua and milk. =) I played a bit of Super Mario World 2: Yoshi's Island earlier today, then I made some dinner for Sean when he came home for lunch (from work). This morning my inlaws came over and put in our new mailbox. We bought one which requires a key to get the mail out of. This being the first day for our new mailbox, I was excited to go out and get the mail. In doing so, I found the mail not entirely in the locked compartment. Apparently the mailperson today did not quite understand that us having a locked mailbox meant we'd like our mail completely in the locked section so that others could not get it. I told Sean about it, and he said that we usually have a different person on Saturdays than we do the rest of the week. If the mail ends up like that again, I'm going to either have to call the post office and let them know (they already know about our stolen package, but not stolen mail) or else leave a note in the mailbox explaining that the mail needs to be put completely in. I can say this, the mailbox looks about 100 times better than our old mailbox. We still however are not sending outgoing mail from our house; maybe will again in a few months. Stupid bastards. I'm about to go finish my day by playing a bit of Perfect Dark Zero. Tuesday, January 10, 2006 |Time| 1:41 PM |Sound| "Love Me Do" The Beatles |Habit| not spending my day off like I should |Feel| pissed, really pissed |Think| I hate people. We've had some issues with our mail lately... First there was the package that was stolen off of our porch within 2 hours of being delivered and Sean coming home from work. Then Sean went to the mailbox to get the mail and the only thing in it was a credit card offer which was torn in half. I doubt that the mailperson left half a credit card offer (which probably should have been in an envelope in the first place) in our mailbox. Then I sent out a birthday card for my dad along with a check for my house payment. I sent those two things out on January 3. It's now January 10 and my dad has not received his birthday card. They always get their mail from me in about 4 days, sometimes even 3. So I checked my checking account online to see if the check had been processed. It had been, but not for the amount it was written out for, or by who it was written for. As far as I can tell right now, someone stole my mail from my mailbox, washed the check, wrote it for a lesser amount than what it was originally (which is quite stupid), and used it on January 5 at Autozone. Now I went to my bank to figure out if they knew exactly what was going on with that check and if there was anything I could do about it. Apparently it was used as an automated check, meaning they took the check as payment, ran it through their system, and handed the check back as a receipt. I've never wrote a check out to a place which has done that, so I didn't even realize such a thing existed. This of course means that there is no picture of the check to go back and look at to see what was done to it, and that the money was taken out of my account automatically. The lady at the bank is looking into it and is going to call me back this afternoon with a little more information or where to go from here. Yesterday, something caught fire in the neighbors house and there were fire trucks, police cars, and an ambulance all over our road. I was at work at the time, but Sean was home and went outside to check out what was going on. Too bad the house didn't burn down. Then this morning, there is a knock at the front door, and I answer to find a police officer. He asks me if I know anything about the neighbor's house being broken into last night or if I heard anything. Apparently she left about 10pm and came back at 7am and someone had broken into the back window and stolen a bunch of stuff. Where the hell did she go last night, and why is it that she has a fire and a robbery all within a day. I'm thinking that it was either someone she knew who broke in, or that she set it up. We accidentally got her electric bill when we first moved in, and it was for about $400. Then we ended up with another item of mail about debt and some company or something trying to help her get out of debt. So I'm leaning more towards her setting it up seeing as she has no money and is in debt. I believe that it was the neighbor kids who stole our package, and either the kids or neighbors who have been messing with our mail. Of course it could be either the ones in debt who live next to us, or the ones across the street from us. Oh, and how I'm mentioning all this fun stuff... When we had a pretty bad hurricane last year, Sean & I went over to his parents house that night to sit it out. We came back the next morning, got a few things, and went back over to their house to hang out for a little while. When we came back later that day, we couldn't get the front door unlocked. The reason for this: Someone had apparently tried to break in by picking the lock and had broken whatever it was they were using in the lock. Yes, we had something jammed in the lock and ended up having to replace the doorknob. Had they actually gotten past the doorknob, they would have had the deadbolt, and then there are the two locks on the back door. Keeping in mind that this happened in the middle of the fucking day and on our front porch, which is in no way enclosed. So many fucking issuses... Sunday, January 8, 2006 |Time| 1:50 PM |Sound| kids playing basketball across the street |Habit| not eating/not eating much |Feel| in shock |Think| Some of the craziest things happen sometimes. I had to be at work this morning at 5:30am... so I set my alarm for 3:45am to be sure that I'd have enough time to get ready and all this morning. I really probably could have gotten up at 4:15, but definitely 4. Then of course I had to scrape the frost off of the car windows. Inventory went pretty well. I was scheduled from 6 to 12 and we finished up at 11:30. Of course I had to get there at 5:30 so that I could do any last minute things to the store and be ready and waiting for the people to show up. A girl I work with was supposed to work today and ended up calling this morning... Apparently her husband passed away last night/this morning. He was fine all day yesterday and when she went to bed last night. Then the phone woke her up this morning, and she went to see why it didn't wake her husband up. I'm not sure if he had been in bed or elsewhere in the house, but when she went to touch him and wake him up, he was already cold. She's at most 25 years old, and he apparently was around her age. It's just so crazy to think about. I can't even imagine having something like that happen... just so... Monday, January 2, 2006 |Time| 12:44 PM |Sound| computer humming |Habit| wasting time on the computer |Feel| slightly tired |Think| Is 11:40am too early to be drinking a White Russian? Kitty isn't right. Before I got out of bed and came on the computer last night, I heard some noises. First is sounded like something either fell or Kitty hit something. Then Kitty starts crying. Normally I would have ignored it, but seeing as I heard the thud I thought it best to check on her. She was just happy and lovely and wanted attention. Then Sean told me this morning that she cried for about 5 minutes at 4am, and he almost got out of bed to check on her. Let me just go back and tell you about one incident. Sean had to work early one morning, so I was the only one home. I wake up to hear Kitty crying. I open the bedroom door only to find her sitting on the coffee table crying to her stuffed puppy which is on the floor in front of her. I wish Kitty would just meow at things instead of crying. It's just so hard to ignore her when she does it. I keep thinking she's hurt or dying. I'm going to go through and list what Sean and I got for Christmas. Seinfeld Seasons 5 & 6, Mr. & Mrs. Smith dvd, DragonBall Z dvds 54-61, Peanuts Holiday Collection, Mario Kart DS, Trauma Center: Under the Knife for DS, Forever Odd by Dean Koontz, Books Rule! shirt, $75 in gift cards to Longhorn Steak House, $50 gift card to Applebees, $50 gift card to EBGames, $50 gift card to Victoria's Secret, $100 gift card to JCPenney, $20 gift card to Golden Corral, DragonBall Z Budokai Tenkaichi, Fantastic Four plug-n-play tv game, DragonBall Z plug-n-play tv game, plug in things to keep bugs away, Velocity perfume, Velocity cologne, Velocity shimmer lotion, Velocity bodywash, nailpolish, fuzzy pink socks, silver diamond necklace, power screwdriver... Then of course there was what Sean and I got for each other... XBox360, Madden NFL 06, Perfect Dark: Zero, domain & hosting for 3 years, penguin plush, Snoopy hugging Woodstock plush, Yoshi's Island for SNES, The Legend of Zelda the animated series. Now that I'm done wasting some time this morning, I'll think I'll go play Trauma Center for DS. Sunday, January 1, 2006 |Time| 11:27 PM |Sound| thunder |Habit| not getting much sleep |Feel| tired |Think| I need to go to bed I had gotten better with blogging, and I meant to for the past week but just didn't. I suppose it could have been because I was trying to figure out exactly how I wanted to set up my new layout. I decided to go with tables instead of frames/iframes. Of course I decide to do that on a layout that has a lot of graphics. If you have a slow connection, sucks for you. It took me a bit of time to edit the graphics. I'm sure anyone who looks at it will be like "what could she have possibly edited on those?" Well, I had to remove the blue background, and I probably don't go about it the same way everyone else does. Anyway, I love the colors. I wanted to go back to a darker layout and I get to have some blue back. I ended up not liking the last layout I did. I was happy to finally use the font, but it just didn't end well. I have a day off tomorrow (30 minutes from now) and I'm happy to have it. I really need to clean the house, but I think I'm going to hold off on some of the cleaning for another day. Then of course there's always the laundry that needs to be done and ironed. Ok, so mainly ironed. What can I say, I put it off until I'm ready to wear it again, and possibly longer. Speaking of clothes... I got the cutest shirt for Christmas! I did ask for it, and my mom later asked me how I even came across it. And I'll never have to worry about anyone having the same shirt! =) Thank you John Allison for this lovely shirt which expresses how I feel about books. Everyone should go love John's comic and shirts! I think I'm going to spend part of tomorrow playing our new Nintendo DoubleScreen games. We have Mario Kart DS and Trauma Center: Under the Knife. Sean has already completed Mario Kart, and has played bit of Trauma Center. Then of course we just got Dead or Alive 4 for the xbox 360, not that I'm into fighter games. I suppose I could keep on playing Perfect Dark on the harder settings, or I could even try out some Need for Speed Most Wanted. Who knows what the hell I'm going to end up doing tomorrow. Maybe I'll just torment the cat... I mean love and play with the cat... She will most likely be in another room and probably sleeping under the sofa. I wish she would sleep on my footrest or next to me or in the same room as me, but she only does that for Sean. Kitty loves Sean. I suppose I could have some love too if I gave her a little more attention. We do have our meowy fun in the kitchen together though. I go in the kitchen, Kitty comes in and rubs on my legs, I meow, she meows back, I meow again, she meows back, and this continues on until Sean puts a stop to it. Sean gets Kitty love, I get Kitty meows and Kitty love in the kitchen. I'm not sure what it is, but if I'm in the kitchen doing anything, like getting a drink, the cat will show up and rub on me and maybe even meow on her own. I need to go to bed now. I've been surfing and typing and it's almost 12. Sean's been sleeping for over an hour now, but I guess since I'm up so late that means I might let him sleep until 9 like he wants. Usually I'm up by 8 and I always wake him up at 8 something. Speaking of sleep... I apparently kissed his arm at 12:12am this morning and woke him up, then he put his hand on my arm to let me know he loved me back, and I apparently put my hand on his and then we both went back to sleep. Only I don't recall it happening. He thought that I woke up and realized it was the new year and so I wanted to show him love so I kissed him. I don't remember anything from falling asleep to waking up at 5:30am when Sean was leaving the bedroom because he had to go to work. I'd kiss him again tonight, but I really don't want to wake him on at midnight. Archives |
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