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Name: Devo
Country: United States
State: Arizona
Birthday: 8/28/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: Anything related to religion is interesting to me (or lack thereof). My greatest interest is people. I find them fascinating. After that would be art.
Expertise: Probably art. Not really, though. More like the programs used to create art. Also pretty good with paganism.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Consulting
Message: message me
Member Since:
7/22/2002
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| Curses and Job HuntingI want my freedom taken away by sudden love Oh I knew it from the first time I saw you I will give you my cold words and a warm kiss. This is love, this is love
Lyrics are a little wonky. The song is in Japanese.... so the translation is usually a little off. Get over it.
So I'm one week into being unemployed, though technically I'm a little over a week, if you count the Friday I didn't work. Either way, we did finally manage to get into the office to get our shit and to get our checks. Took forEVER. Two hours lost, waiting for them to pick fucking logos. What's annoying is that they could have picked while we were gone, and could have had a list already ready for what they wanted. But no. That would be too easy. I mean, come on, we're unemployed. Obviously that means we have nothing else to do, right? Right?
Anyways, been talking to mom a bit lately. Wound up deciding against unemployment for hte time being. It's a lot of hell to get it, and they'll make you take any damned job they find that looks like it might fit your skills. Which means I could get stuck with retail or office work again, and I don't want that. I want to stay within art, I'm tired of not using my skills in some way or form. So I"m pretty damned determined to find a job that is art related. Overall, though, I'm not worried. It's kinda funny, though, a couple of the times I've talked to mom about losing my job, she mentions not to let it get to me, and then throws in "you could always curse them" or "Get a Cupie doll and stick some needles in it". Now these comments make me wonder two things:
1. Does mom have some sort of fixation with cursing people?
2. Does mom think I have some sort of fixation with cursing people?
I mean, yeah, I'm pagan, and with being pagan, there is the topic of curses, whether they work, whether you should use them etc etc. I personally think they're a waste of time 9 times out of 10, but I am by no means a Wiccan in that "Oh! You'll get bit three times if you use one!" Just not me. However, I don't see the point in them. Unless you've been superbly wronged, there is no point. So I find it ironic that mom keeps mentioning them. Makes me think that she thinks that due to my pagan ways, I like to run around curse people left and right :P Heh, that'd be humerous.
Anyways, nothing else of any real importance to report. I spend my days looking for work, working on artwork and watching Bleach when I don't want to do any of the above. It's been kinda nice to just sorta sit around and do nothing, I haven't done it in a long time. I will admit, though, it's very weird- doing nothing. It's not my style. I'm used to having something to do 24/7, and I get a litle nervous/twitchy when I don't have something to do all the time. Heh. But that is the game- patience is key. Along with a happy attitude. Getting bogged down in the details and the crap of life is pointless. It does one no good, and at this juncture, it's vital that I stay above it. That I know for sure. But no worries, I'm not one to get bogged down easily. Just not my style. I be too cool for that lol.
So yesh... there is my update. Still eating the contents of my cupboard, so no menus/meals to report, of course. We sitll have quite a bit left, so that's always a good sign. I'm almost to the point that I can survive off of three cups of food... which is kinda scary, when you think about it. Your cereal bowl is probably 2/3 of what I eat in a given day. Creepy.
Tata!
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| The Wheels on the Bus go Flat Flat Flat..Say I'm not afraid, not anymore I used to be cold, now the temperature's changed It just ain't the same I'm not afraid, i'm not afraid, Cus I've become brave.
So, as Im sure what few of you come around here have noticed- I didn't post yesterday! Well, there is a reason for that, as you will soon see. You see, I woke up like normal, getting ready and having my typical breakfast of Miso, Rice and Grapefruit and was actually in the process of packing my lunch when both I and Brit received a text- a text telling us not to come in, and that our supervisor would call us later.
Well.
I'm not sure if I have emphasized my growing uneasiness as of late, but the truth is, I just had a bad feeling I couldn't shake. It grew with each passing day last week, as something told me "They know something that you don't." My sup. was more quiet than normal. Some of my co-workers talked to me less. It just felt weird. Well I can now say that I fully understand why. On Friday, as my supervisor told me that we got hte day off, and I mentioned monday- the "oh shit" smile that flashed across his face told what he hid within.
There is no Monday.
In fact, there is no Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, or any other day, for that matter. For finally, at 5:30 in the evening, my sup called me to inform us that we were both out of work.
Hurrah! And it only took them two whole business days to grow the balls to tell me what I've known for over a week now. To me, the slap in the face isn't that we were fired. Truth is, I would have done it sooner. Work was running out, it's plain to see that. But what annoys me, is that fact that on Friday, when everyone knew that we wre going to be canned, no one told us. They decided, instead, to smile, say "Have a nice birthday! See you Monday!" Basically bald face lying to both of us. It's nauseating. And then, to make it better, we found out htat we're supposed to go back into the office to get our final checks and whatnot, well our Sup *STILL* hasn't called us for that, and that was supposed to happen today. That, and the checks we got int he mail are messed up.
So yeah, that Kenaz, it came true, and here I sit, waiting for what is to come. Truth is, it doesn't scare me too much. I got more worked up waiting for the axe to fall than I actually got worked up over the fact that it fell. It sucks, but we both know we'll cope, we'll get out of this, and this is merely a stepping stone to something better. I have things to do, and I can't let something like this stop me or slow me down.
But with that being said, I still have no income, and so my dieting plans are pretty much shot in the knee caps again. I'll be systematically eating what I have stored up in my cabinets until I get another job, so the food diary is pretty much gone until then. I don't see why I should note my miserly eatings of ramen, popcorn and half a pizza (this is what i ate yest. with my breakfast) when they aren't really of any sort of structure in relation to a healthy diet. They merely are what I have in my cupboards. What doesn't cost me any dough to ingest.
So, until that happens, you'll just get to read my wonderful rantings about day to day life until my bus' tires get full again and I can afford to buy real food (ramen and cardboard pizza are not real food). I would expect to see more posts in the coming future in relation to my displeasure with how my office treated myself and Brit. I feel the way they handled things was unprofessional. I always felt out of place in the office, and all this does it secure that feeling in my mind. To me, the office has no comraderie for the lower beings of the office. But lucky for hte office, there are no longer any lower beings to get rid of. It should be cloud 9 from here on out for them. At least, once they've gotten off their arses to tell us when to come get our shit. Ugh.
Anywho, that's all for now. Ta ta folks.
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| Daily MenuBreakfast:
BK crappy breakfast- #8
Egg w/bacon on a Croissant (1)
Small thing of hashbrowns
Coke (20 oz)
Snack:
Udon (<1 Cup)
Fizzy water with Kool-Aid (1 Can/<1 Tbsp)
Lunch:
Miso (<2 Cups)
Snack:
The rest of my Cake (4 Bites worth)
Dinner:
Tilapia (7 oz)
Red Cabbage (Med Leaf)
Baby Bok Choy (small head)
Applesauce (2 Tbsp)
Rice (<1 Cup)
Salad (<.5 Cup)
Sesame Dressing (<1 Tbsp)
Sencha Tea (1 Cup)
Miso (1 cup)
Dessert:
Neopolitan Ice Cream Sandwich (1)
Sencha Tea (1 cup)
Enjoy!
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| No More Burger King!Baby I can see your halo, You know you're my saving grace
Oh my. Today has been kinda blah.
So this morning, we wake up, it's around 8 am, and our sugars are GONE. You see, I have something close to hypoglaucemia. Makes me really messed up if I don't eat regularly. So this morning, I was at hte low of the low, and Britt wasn't all here, so cooking is kinda not an option. I've watched her cook when she's low or out of it.. and it's not pretty. I'm not good at making miso, so we just said fuck it, and decided to go somewhere.
8 minutes later, we're pulling into the parking lot of an IHOP. I figured, I've got the other coupon, we'll be fine. Well, as we're walking up to the door, I realize- the coupon is only good after 2pm on the weekends. Shit. Ohwell, it'll be fine. We go inside, and I see there are tons of people. We head into the lobby area, and I see all of these women and all of these carnations.
.... Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. It's mothers day.
So why so upset over mother's day? Because that means any somewhat decent restaurant is going to be PACKED with people trying to make their moms happy by feeding them with garbage. Ugh. Brit says, well, we can go to McD's. I reply, but I thought you liked BK more... we decide to be adventurous, and go to BK, since we hadn't been there in years for bfast, and I thought "even if I don't liek their selection, I can get a burger."
So, 5 more minutes go by, I'm a half dead zombie, ready to munch on the nearest human brain I can find. We pull into the parking lot- the place is EMPTY. Score! We go inside, and I look at their choices... saugsage, sausage, crap crap crap. I hate their breakfast selections. Where is my mcdonalds?! So I ask if I can get a burger, she says no, only the whopper.... doesn't that mean yes? I wasn't sure, since she gave me conflicting messages. Plus, I didn't know if I could get anything with the sandwich, so I just kinda said screw it, and got their number 8- the only thing I could find without sausage on it.
We take our food and go sit down. It looks disgusting. I admit that it's cheaper than McD's, and you get a little bit more. But, it doesn't taste nearly as good. In fact, I have to struggle to choke it down. Britt looks at me, and says "I'm sorry" I don't know how many times, and as I'm holding my stomach, dry heaving, I say "It's okay." and we go along with our businesss.
What business, you ask. Simple, I need ear plugs in order to swim. My ears blow, and don't like being under water, so in order to fix that, I need plugs. Simple enough, right? Well, sorta. We go to Target, and nothing is there. So we decide to head over to the "Hickville" wal-mart that is over by downtown Henderson. Surprise! They have plugs. So we head home, with victorious pomp. But there is still something wrong, my damned stomach is still making itself known to me that it is NOT happy. My blood sugar is still through the floorboards, and I'm still looking for the nearest human brain to go munch upon.
This lasted until nearly 11, when Brit told me to try and eat something else to flush out the bad. And shazam! It worked. But let me tell you, I will NOT be having BK any time soon. As I sat on the floor, waking up from my sickened, drunken stupor, I tell Brit that this diet is turning my stomach into a pussy. To which she replies:
"No, that just shows you how bad that stuff is for you."
Saddest thing? I know it's true. Fast food is what kills us poor Americans, makes us fat as hell, and drives our cholestorol up through the ceiling. And you know what? People keep right on eating it. Ugh. At least I can say that I've learned my lesson. If I do eat out, it'll probably only be McD's and Taco Hell. If I'm lucky, I might still be able to stomach Wendy's. But overall, I can say that I will definitely rethink whether I'll be eating out in the future (At least for fast food).
No more of that!
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| When you do as you should, the world supports you.
So I am finally online! Yay! Today was mainly spent fixing up the house. Last night, I was talking to Brit about future plans, goals, etc. That I was tired of waiting for what I knew would be coming, and it frustrated me having to be patient. But that things come in their own time, and that when you're on the right track, in accordance to the path set for you, that the world takes care of you, so that I wasn't worried. That, in turn, sparked her thought that the house needed to be redone, that it was getting stagnant. That made me super happy, because I had mentioned it last weekend, and so we finally got to get to it this weekend.
So now the house is fixed and more or less nice. We got rid of the plants that were kicking the bucket (due to bugs). Moved some furniture and pictures, and cleaned up/got rid of crap we didn't need. Got ourselves some new windchimes, and here we are.
Also found stuff for Britt for her bday. Got her a wake shirt (for swimming) and the windchimes. Also picked up a clearance swim top, so that I could swim too. Outside of that, mainly just cleaned all day. I "cheated" on eating because I was out and about around lunch, and it just makes no sense to drive home to eat to come back out to finish shopping. And I get nervous putting it off with my blood sugar being fickle as it is. In the end, the weekends will probably be the hardest for me to stay 100% eating at home. But all things considered, I think I've done well this week. Ate out once due to being dead, once for a birthday and once because it was convenient. I'm hoping that next week it'll only be once because it's when I got out to eat on the weekend :P
So now for hte menu:
Breakfast:
Cherries (8)
Red Cabbage (med eleaf)
Miso (1 Cup)
Ham & Cheddar Potato thing from Fresh and Easy (1)
Sencha Tea (1 Cup)
Lunch:
6 Chicken Nuggets
Med Fries
Tea (20 oz or so)
Snack:
Few bites of my chocolate cake
Dinner:
Trout (almost half)
3 Cheddar Pierogies
Sencha Tea (1 Cup)
Apple sauce (2 Tbsp)
Snack:
Sencha Tea (1 Cup)
Popcorn (<.5 Bag)
Apple (1)
So there we are! Hurrah! Till next time, ciao.
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