The Lesser of Two Evils

Holy hell it's been awhile.

I actually read all of you crazy posting flist people, by the way. I just didn't comment, becuase I'm a dirty whore like that. (aha, bonthra)

See? Bitch = me.

Anyway.

Guess who hates their job again? I'm so mad at myself; but I'm so tired and frustrated and I guess that means I just like to RUN AWAY from shitty situations, because I can't seem to stay at my job. I've been there a year, on my birthday, actually. And I am making myself feel better by saying that the situation is unbearable. But meh. And then there is the whole looking for a new job thing.

I don't have any sills!

Ahahahah.

Seriously, though. I'm a college dropout that tried twice to go back and is now attemtping a third time this coming August; that has changed areas of studies three times and worked minimum wage jobs all her life.Except my current one. And teenagers can recite American history to me that I know nothing about. *cough cough* alliante *cough* *looks away shiftily* And boy howdy, do I sound dramatic and angsty.

Ok, so, I'm really not all that unhappy. Just frustrated. I get paid nine bucks an hour to do the most physical job in the entire hospital, risk getting bitten and mauled everyDAY, while the people that sit on their ass all day and answer phones make 12/hr. Bastards.

But I love the animals. As hokey as that sounds; they are the only thing that gets me through the day. There is this lovely little rottweiler at work that just loves up on you and tries to CUDDLE, which is amusing, because hey, she is huge. Heh.

And we have the best pit bulls ever. They rock. I've seen 3 aggressive golden retireivers, 2 black labs have bitten me, and the 6 pits that come to work on a normal basis are sweet as pie and playful as hell. So there everyone! How you raise your pet DOES matter.

And I'm done rambling now.

Everyone must look at this wonderful that -I- drew but my friend colored for me. Go see his stuff on Deviant art! Now! I command thee!! *pimpage*
http://thewonderllama.deviantart.com/

Here is the pic.

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So I am completely intimidated by this Dr. at work; and I opened Saturday. And this other girl closed. And I get a call today saying that we think Dr. Lassett is upset about SOMETHING that happened Saturday night. and now i'm nervous to go to work tomorrow even though I DIDN'T CLOSE.

Argh. I'm such a freak. And with all the drama at work, I REALLY do not need this.

And I have to be up early tomorrow, but dammit, i'm not going to bed!!!!

*idiot*

HAPPY LIVEJOURNAL COMMENTING DAY!

And I stole the quote from Alix, because I couldn't have the banner. Which would make this quote make a little more sense, but, oh well you fools!

"We stole countries with the cunning use of flags. Just sail around the world and stick a flag in. ‘I claim India for Britain!’ They go, ‘You can’t claim us—we live here! Five hundred million of us!’ ‘Yes, but do you have a flag? No flag, no country.’"
- Eddie Izzard

Comment on many, many journals, people! go mad!

So. Totally had this lovely Phantom dream last night. Weird, but LOVELY. It is as follows, clicky the cut so I don't make EVERYONE suffer.

( Christine's an idiot. Seriously. )

Beware my psychoticness and mega rambling. Apparently I have this deep seated and unknown bitterness and anger towards Christine Daae. Hunh.

Oh, yes and self pimpage:

If any of you would like to watch me progress on my own story about the lovable (yeah, right) Aithne, I recently got an Greatest Jornal site to post my sotry in increments.

Er. And beware the ranting and raving I will do. Friend at your own risk!!!

http://www.greatestjournal.com/users/glittering_eyes/

Cuz I'm lacy and did not want to make it look perty.

EDIT: Aha! I wrote "lacy" instead of lazy. Well, dammit, I'm lacy too.

Yes, I don;t update for days, and this is all you get when I do.

Deal with it, YO!!

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Addicts, the lot of us. WE'RE ALL SHEEP! BAAA!


....Yes.

So, i've got this really neatr ink set collection; the old fashioned kind where the 4 colors of ink come in pretty etched glass bottles, and with a glass pen to write with. Got it a a lovely museum in England.

Was cleaning the house yesterday, and dropped green bottle of ink. Yes. Did not break, but tipped over as was picking it up. Apparently the cap was not on tightly and it LEAKED ALL OVER MY HANDS. Despite scrubbing them with Brillo, I still have GREEN HANDS.

Yeah.

Bloody hell.

CAN'T. BEAT. SEPHIROTH. IN. KINGDOM. HEARTS.AGAIN.

ARRRRRRRRRGH!

Bastard. Yes, I should be happy that I've beaten him once, and yes I would be very dissapointed if the most badass Final Fantasy villian EVER were easy to beat.

Oh, but he is evil. He says, buwahahaha, got my life bar down to three left? Survived my most devastating attack twice? WELL, THIRD TIME'S A CHARM, BEEEOTCH!!!

*curses extensively*

Anyway.

Am going to see Phantom again tonight, this time dragging teh hubby along. Buwahahahaha.

And no, I am not going to "start scratching off half of his face to make him look like gerard butler?" as alliante claims.

He would look VERY nice in a mask, though. Hmmmmm.

Anyway, TA!

WHOOO! FINALLY GOT MARI!LETTER IN THE MAIL TODAY!


And she sent me two lovely christmas presents, which if she does not post online, I WILL.

And it will be more work for me, because I'd actually have to type them up on my computer and then post them, so really, it'd make much more sense for her to do it.

And, now I've got to get motivated and finish yours, you crazy whore!Mari, because I feel guilty that you wrote so wonderfully.

So.

I'm just going to say that Mari's Lucius is a crazy, unrepentant, bastard, and has accused My Sevvy of being womanish.

Which may be entirely true, but also beside the point. Dammit.

Actually, I think that part of him is my fault; my OH MY GOD I'M SO PARANOID ABOUT UNFAITHFULNESS coming through. Which may or may not have something to do with the dreams I have been having lately.

Well, at least one of them. The others I refuse to accpet responsibility for. Especially the one with Jim Carrey.


Hmmm.

See? I AM insane.

Buwaha!

I got a layout!

This is a very happy thing, since I am so technologically inept!

On a sadder note: No Mari letter in teh mail today. Very sad.

Bah.

amaryn's Christmas present is 95% finished.

alliante's is at around 30%.

And captn_oblivious's present is sitting pretty at a whopping ZERO PERCENT.

I effing rock, man. It's only January, after all....

oh, man.

i know I said no more HP icons, but come ON.

Well. It made ME laugh.

Anyway.

So, how pissed off am I that BRITNEY SPEARS beat EVANESCENCE in the top 100 songs of 2004?

Come on now.

someday, people will again begin to appreciate musicians that actually have TALENT.

heh heh heh.

I is getting a letter from Mari. I is excited.

And have new icons, no longer HP themed. Oh yes, we've branched out, we have.

Oh, and, from Mari and Chii:

Pick ONE from each pair that you think describes me the best. Then copy this and post it in your own journal to see how your friends view you.

dominant or submissive
logical or intuitive
social or loner
kinky or vanilla
cute or sophisticated
kitten or puppy
warm flannel sheets or sleek satin
leader or follower
quiet or talkative
spontaneous or planned

Actually, according to the disorder thing, I find that rather innaccurate. But, maybe I am wrong.

Well, I'd like to start this off on a good note, because it is going to get said and bitter later on. Yes, that was your warning.

nd, i'm apologising in advance for all spelling errors.

Anyway, look! It's my first fic Rec! Really a drabble, by teh wonderful Mari, or alliante ,and it is the only one I can rec cuz she is a whore and friend locks all her other ones.

DISCLAIMER: Do not read if you are squeamish about hints of Severus and Lucius love. Seriously. Don't come whining to me afterwards, all surprised. I'll just laugh at you. Really, it's just a kiss, (aha...), and then some foreplay imagery. And who doesn;t love that? Anyway, off with you, those who haven;t read it. I like it becuase it is so tragic.

Jealousy

There.

Now then, on to angst!

Blah.

Well, I'm feeling very Severus lately, and I know I've said that before, but really, right now it is true and just a stupid way for me to say that I am being incredibly sulky and non communative. Like, at work. But, everyone is being so disgustingly negative about EVERYTHING, lately, and i'm all,...err...can;t we just work and forget about the crap that everyone hates about eachother? But of course they can't. and really, neither can I, so who am I to ask them to?

But the doctor is an asshole and expects four people to love and cherish 100 dogs over the christmas weekend, and give them the care they deserve, and keep the ENTIRE hopsital clean, becuase his lovely technicians cant do that themselves, oh no, they might break a nail or something.

And then we are all stressed and it's become the entrie staff versus the girls who work in the kennel. Nevermind that we are all females and 20 plus females working together is NEVEr a good thing.

and....

Oh, I was all happy for this month becuase I though Ross and I could actually have a christm,as together this year. but, due to a schedule mix up, I will be opening at MY job, and he will be closing at HIS. which means, AGAIN, I will be ALL ALONE AT CHRISTMAS NIGHT. and he will be all alone for the day.

And I know this isn;t a big deal copmpared to the thousands of poor people who are much worse of this year, but goddamit, I'm a frail, weak human being and it makes me cry everytime i think about it.

And my grandfather is dying a little more every day and I thank god I got to see him a few days ago for my parents family christmas thing, and he feels he has to tie up all his loose ends and he was talking to me about it and all I could do was cry, cry cry.

and yes, I'm a jerk and I kept this all inside, because, my defense mechanism is to not tell anyone anything, becuase then -I- have to think about it, and I HATE talking about emotions over Im, which is how I speak to most of you, and I'm a bloody hypocrite and all.

And Mari, I havelt read your story yet, becuase I just got home a bit ago, but I am going to now, because I know it will CHEER ME UP.

RULES:
1. Pick your birth month.
2. Strike out anything that doesn't apply to you.
3. Bold the four that best apply to you.
4. Put your month in a comment.
5. Copy to your own journal, with all twelve months under a journal cut

( My Month )


( Teh Months )

Yeah, so, I totally cheated and bolded more things than I should have, but, whatever!