Wednesday, February 28th, 2007<\/small><\/p>\n
Seems that,\u00a0for a long time,\u00a0my life has\u00a0been a cycle of being in and out, of a complete, chaotic, mess.\u00a0 Money\u2019s been too tight (and since November, practically non-existent), and I\u2019m stressing out because I either have too much to do or not enough to do.
\nIt\u2019s my own damned fault, I suppose.\u00a0 I could be getting [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Monday, February 19th, 2007<\/small><\/p>\n
Today I think I\u2019m at the bottom of the bottom.\u00a0 There\u2019s the earth\u2019s surface, then 50 feet of crap, then there\u2019s me.\u00a0 I got turned down again for yet another contract job, and then I got a knock on the door and was handed a notice of eviction action\u2026a summons\u2026not an official \u201ceviction notice\u201d.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Roughly translated, if [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Saturday, June 10th, 2006<\/small><\/p>\n
Being that I work from home running my own business, of course I rarely have time for myself because I spend on average 12-16 hours a day working.
\nBut tonight that is all coming to a halt. I\u2019m turning off the computer (as soon as I wrap up the Post-Carnival documentation) and then I\u2019m [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Wednesday, November 30th, 2005<\/small><\/p>\n
You guys have been asking where I\u2019ve been, if I\u2019m really back, etc. Well I\u2019ve been busy.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve been working for the last 2 months trying to get a new division of my company (B. Woods Design\u2013not new, that\u2019s my company) launched. It\u2019s not a new concept but it is a website in a box thingie\u2026still rough [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Wednesday, January 19th, 2005<\/small><\/p>\n
I flat-out hate this job. I would rather be a Horsepoop shoveler in the Winter Carnival Parade, than sit here one more minute and pretend to care about math and science and Energy in General.<\/p>\n
Oh, and if I get ANOTHER company-wide e-mail full of crap that does not pertain to ME SPECIFICALLY, [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Thursday, May 17th, 2001<\/small><\/p>\n
Ugh. yes. I know that it\u2019s Thursday. Let me just tell you I\u2019ve been through hell in the last day. Tuesday night I had knocked myself silly. How? Well, by falling down a huge flight of cement carpeted stairs and hitting my head. Very graceful, I know. *Ahem* Anyway, that\u2019s all over with and I\u2019m [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Thursday, May 10th, 2001<\/small><\/p>\n
Performance review at job is Wednesday, and self portion due by noon.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I got home very late, no time for dinner and relaxation.\u00a0 Sat down at the\u00a0kitchen table, and proceeded\u00a0fill out self-review.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Had almost no trouble with first four pages, as were all questions on how I felt my job\u2019s tasks were handled, each answer to be [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Sunday, December 17th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
So so so so so happy that I got a job. I can hardly go to bed, I\u2019m so excited.
\nSo, on Saturday, Mom, Mary, Sandy and I all got together and we made cookies! Lots of them\u2026Danish butter cookies, Mexican Wedding Cakes (sometimes called Russian Tea Cakes), Chocolate Chocolate Chip, Oatmeal Raisin, and Lemon [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Saturday, December 16th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
But not for long\u2026Yes, Virginia, there IS a Santa Claus, because\u2026<\/p>\n
I GOT A JOB!I GOT A JOB! \u201c\u2026and now I\u2019m as happy as a leetle school gurrl!\u201d I\u2019ve got lots to yak about but no time. Right now I\u2019m off to mom\u2019s to help make Christmas cookies!<\/p>\n
more later, taters\u2026<\/p>\n
Wednesday, December 13th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
JOB HUNTING\u2026it\u2019s not just for breakfast anymore. What a BIIIITCH! Oh, sweet, 14merciful mother of god, puhleeze help me get a freaking gig sometime this century!
\n\u2026btw, it should be known that although Monday was DAY ONE of my stint as a partially unemployed! chick, and as of midnight Tuesday it is DAY THREE, the date [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Monday, December 11th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
What can I say? I\u2019ve only just joined the awake world 5 hours ago and still feel as though I\u2019m asleep\u2026
\nI decided not keep the appointment I had scheduled for today. I was supposed to visit that college I mentioned before, that I kinda sorta wanna attend. Then I called the cool nutty granola [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Saturday, December 9th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
Where does the weekend go?<\/p>\n
10:54pm Worked four hours. Froze nearly to death on commute. got home. Had big plans to haul out the fake tree and light it up, do Christmas cards. Instead I surfed and gafawwed at stupid websites. Read the news, read some email.<\/p>\n
Now I\u2019m cold and hungry and lonesome, so I\u2019m gonna go curl [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Monday, December 4th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
Hey all. It got to a blistering and balmy 12 degrees in the Twin Cities today, and it\u2019s only going to get better! Oooh, we\u2019re expecting a high of 15 degrees on Wednesday\u2026can\u2019t wait!<\/p>\n
Tonight when I got home I turned up the oven to 450 degrees and stood in front of it like a bum would [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Monday, November 6th, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
Gosh, I guess I\u2019m a little bit more chipper tonight than I was earlier.
\nI\u2019m sure it took a couple hours for me to thaw out. You didn\u2019t wanna mess with me earlier. I did skip out on the PT temp job today\u2026but even though I took the day off I found it was very hard [\u2026]<\/p>\n
Wednesday, November 1st, 2000<\/small><\/p>\n
It was after nine when I got home tonight. I had been out since 6:30 this morning and was ON all day. Sometimes I get tired of being ON all day. Sometimes I just wanna go home and sit on the couch and mindlessly scratch my butt in front of MTV.<\/p>\n
So tonite, after working nine hours I have [\u2026]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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