My current supervisor is a nerd, straight out. All the girls are freaking out because he's so damned cute, yet I wonder if his obvious prime physical attraction overrides noticing his geek tendencies, or that these traits are all the more endearing because of his looks. Either way, I don't really care. I like geeks, I like hotties, but to tell the truth, the reason why I'm not all that impressed is because he is twitchy . He tires me out if I have to sit near him because he is always tap...

Setting the clock again. So, in about a week I am switching shifts again. This time, it's gonna be more permanent. On October 2nd, 2004, I am going to be working the 10:00pm to 6:30 am shift, and yes, I volunteered for it. See, there's a chance that this way, I'm going to have more of an opportunity to see my girl. If I'm getting off from work at 6:30 in the am, I have enough time to grab a coffee and read the morning paper, before going to get my girl from my parents' home and bri...

It was 10:15pm when all systems crashed. One by one, each program went offline, and one by one the swearing started. Calls were quickly ended, and the headsets came off. Tyler, the cutie on OPs, continually shrugged his shoulders when people asked if this was going to be a long downtime or what. The forms came out, but after thirty minutes it didn't matter anyway because the phones were finally shut down, too. So, we sat there. And as time went on, the conversations around the room w...

I've got less than an hour before work. I'm waiting for my girl's bus to get back, and am anxious to see her as it's Day 2 of school. First days don't really seem to count; maybe even the first week. Because, it only takes about the long to get bored by it all... and then the whining, threatening, coaxing and promises will begin again. She likes school. I miss it, a bit. I miss meeting new people, have new goals and purchasing promises of greatness about to be written down on virgin...

This is either going to be one big rant and rave, or a pretty lazy account of my life lately. I haven't quite decided, yet. I don't know if I am coming down with something, or am on the verge of having a huge panic attack. It's been over a year since I've had one, but at that point in life, I was having them quite regularly. I don't know what panic attacks are like for other people, but for me, I end up feeling either hot or cold, and also feel nauseated. Dizziness and an overwhelming se...

So, I've been thinking about my history here as a Joeuser blogger. In one of my first articles, I wrote about my car. It was a boring article, and, truth be told, did nothing for me as a writer, let alone imagining what a reader would think about it. In fact, I was basically just writing from the top of my head, trying to get into the pattern of writing a short article everyday, compared to the novels that I had been writing previously. I remember that article as being one of the first m...

I miss my girl. I'm back on nights after 1 day off, and miss my Kole. I know I saw her this morning, but I just want to see her so badly, all the time. It it selfish of me to want to go back to the way things used to be, because then it would mean I would be able to spend more time with her? Starting next week, I won't be able to see her until the weekend. That's five whole days without her. The worst part is that I know she is only within 15 minutes from my work, but I still won't be ...

I've been purchasing a shitload of magazines lately. It's been awhile since I've even bothered, as I usually catch up on my entertainment news via WENN or leaving through the odd gossip mag at my mother's place. However, since working, I've found that magazines are the perfect time-waster. See, things tend to happen too fast there, so it's pretty difficult to read a book there. You just get into it, have to respond to someone, and then lose your place and the flow of the words. I'm n...

Maybe it's because I'm finally settling in that I feel this obvious need for change. My job is going well; my stats are up and I finally passed the 3 month mark without getting canned. I'm making friends at work and I am pretty used to the hours and goings-on at work. I'm liking the pay and can make it from check to check without going completely broke. There's enough for extras, and my daughter is adjusting to my schedule and we are becoming closer and more adept at taking advantage o...

As a bit of an off-shoot to the previous article, I was pondering the reality of having grown up Native. By that, I mean this; I was raised in a non-Native (mostly white) community that was middle-class to middle-upper class. My adoptive mother (my real mother, that is) didn't have to go to work, and was able to raise us at home, like the majority of other mothers in the community. My father had a job that had him out the door by 7:00am but back home in time for dinner at 6pm. We weren't r...

I'll admit to something, but first, I also have to hastily add this; I've been thinking about it, but would never change what I currently have. Since starting work, I've occasionally wondered what it would have been like if I made a different decision than to be a single parent. Sure, I'd think about it during those lonely late night feeding times, or when it was going to be difficult to make it to the end of the week without pawning off something dear to me to buy more diapers or formu...

So, it's not a holy day. And even if it was, we'd probably be spending it doing the exact same thing: doing laundry that should have been done earlier in the week, hanging out at the zoo and maybe catching a flick at the theatre. But, even though it is Thursday, it feels like a Sunday for me, because it's back to work tomorrow. Bleh. I'm going to a wedding on the real Saturday. Some friends of mine are throwing caution to the wind, and are getting hitched at a place called Market Hall...

I hold my tongue. The problem with blogging, is that you often get caught up in other people's dramas, without meaning to. I try my best to remain silent when it seems like people are provoking each other intentionally. I generally choose to let those adults settle things between themselves. I mean, really, what are you gonna do? And like someone once mentioned, its easy to see the 'reality-tv' mentality come into effect when this happens. No holds barred action is about to take plac...

I've been trying to write a bloody blog for 3 days now. It's not that I haven't had any topics up for discussion, either. Really, it's just the thought of summoning enough effort to organize my thoughts, that has me doing a lot more reading and actually answering email, than anything else. My crush is getting married. And not to me. Which is all fine, and cool, and whatever positive word you can summon up yourself. He's a sweetheart of a guy, and I'm sure she's a doll of a girl, and...

I don't know if there is ever going to be a time where I don't take her shit. I love my sister, I truly do. But the things that we fight about, and the stuff we say to each other is truly horrendous. Last night, she said something downright awful to me, and I was just fuming. I was fuming about the fact that she said all this stuff at the top of her voice in front of my daughter. I was beet-red and shaking as she had the bloody nerve to accuse me of things that she knows nothing abou...