Well, here I am. People who know me love me whether they like it or not. It's a burden since I dislike most people. You can find My actual Life HERE. I have many fandoms, and many likes but I have yet to find passion in a past time. You are welcome as long as you behave.
I figure as long as STAN can live here, I can too. Here's round two.
So, last night as I lay in bed trying to keep Laz from smashing Lucy I was thinking about my dogs, how different they are. Demian is by far my favorite dog. I love that dog more than I've ever loved a person. Yet somehow he seems to get the least attention. He doesn't inflict himself upon me. I love that dog, he's my boo. He has gotten a lot better, but today his hips seem to be bothering him a lot. The weather got chillier and Demian started to hurt. Poor dog. He's 6. I worry that my Boo... well that he's old. I picked him out on my birthday 6 years ago. I didn't even want a dog, Jordan did. I fell in love with that dog the second I set eyes on him.
Laz is sweet and overly attached to me. He's clumsy and he puts himself in the way on purpose to get attention. He's a sweet dog, and I love him.
Lucy is a strange thing though. This beautiful dog just showed up on my doorstep.she was the sweetest thing from the second she shyly wandered up to me. She is attached to my hip and when I'm in bed she sleeps with her head on my shoulder. Lucy doesn't like men and she's really skittish leading me to assume that she was abused in the short life she had before she came here. She adores me and is very protective of me. I have affection for this sweet little girl dog most people reserve for their kids.
I dunno, the different emotions that these canines garner from me is odd and foreign to me. The frustrate the shit out of me, but I'm glad I have them.
Today was my last day in the Convergys call center. I had a good day. I am good at that job. I hate that job. I love the people you mean working in call centers. they are varied and interesting and fun. I'm going to miss a lot of people.
I'm so excited. I've been looking for a job off and on since before getting this one. I just hope that my new endeavor will bee everything I..... well, hope. I'm not ashamed to say that I'm pretty fucking awesome and I deserve better than to have people be shitty at me on the phone. It's not going to make me rich, or even middle class, but I can start getting out of the hole. woohoo!
So I got up this morning thinking thinking that I'd do some laundry. Well, I walk back to the laundry room and the floor is all wet. not flooded, just wet. the cold water hose had a drip. I'm a competent person and changed the hose, although it was a headache. the old hoses had to be ancient and it took forever to loosen and remove them. This isn't what made me angry. I actually kind of like doing things like that.
In amongst my "labor" I get text messages this morning from Blair. I don't know as I've ever had a person in my life I've loved and loathed so much at the same time. I never hated Jordan with the avarice that I have for Blair. My morning starts with a 9AM text: I may have to start selling drugs. I need more money. My only reply is "sorry." I even got a pay raise and it's not helping. I am going to start Christmas shopping ASAP. What the fuck are you whining about? That you have to spend a few hundred less on Christmas than you thought? Blair, we've already had this conversation. You are not eating ramen and skipping the electric to make sure the house pmnt gets made. You know who is? ME you stupid selfish bitch. shut your fucking pie hole and be grateful that you aren't worried about turning on the heater or that you aren't worried that you won't eat for a few day so you can buy your baby formula. I'm so angry. I want to shake her and yell at her.ugh
Who's got a a bottle of wine and a new job? THIS GIRL!
As briefly mentioned before, I interviewed for a job on Saturday. It went pretty well, I thought. He told me he would let me know later in the week. Well, it must have gone really well, he called me today. He extended me an offer for the payroll clerk position. It's a kind of significant raise, like 25% raise, not kidding. Health insurance after 90 days, 401k and vacation after a year. Also, after 90 days, I become eligible for I think 25% commission on labor contracts. That makes more sense if I mention I will be working for a staffing company. working in an office, general answering phone for reception purposes. yada yada
Gods, I'm so excited.
Had a job interview today. I hope it went okay. I think it did.
Sept 30 is Lucy's 2 year anniversary of arriving at my house. She's my sweet baby girl. I adore my girl dog and am glad everyday that she's here. I blame a lot of things on her and claim her to be a genius. she refuses to build my teleporter. She's snuggley though, so it's okay.
