I hate being a cliche . (and I also hate not being able to add accents from a keyboard without doing heavy research first.) I'm an avid reader. Joeuser is not the only blog site that I visit, but it is by far the most varied. One of the sites that I lurk around always has the ability to make me feel like I am less than myself. Or rather, just one in a zillion of other thirty-something people trying to make sense of it all. I guess, Joeuser is the same in some ways, but here, there see...

I've been working at my place of business for a little over 3 months. Benefits are about to kick in, and I'm being given the opportunity to move up, if I so decide. When I make comparisons between the place that I work and the place that my sister works at, I am certain that the reason why I have the better job is solely because of the way that we employees are treated at my workplace. Both jobs involve long hours at a computer. Each job requires the ability to type, read, and above al...

It's just the same old song. Yeah, I've got a bit of a flirting thing going on with a guy at work, that is probably only one-sided on my part, and just imagined responses from his reactions, but I am still going to categorize this 'burgeoning relationship' as being good to go. He hasn't dissed me, his responses seem good, but hell, I'm just too damned lazy to do anything more than imagine possibilities than actually see anything come to be. For now, I'm just having fun by having anoth...

He laughed his ass off. I was sitting at work today, and the guy who I hang out with at work was laughing by himself. I couldn't see him, because I was busy doing my own job, but I knew the score. He's been busy reading some magazine, and I don't even know what it is because I haven't even bothered to ask, because I generally feel that it really wouldn't interest me, but now he's got me going. See, he mentioned that one of the articles is about some tv show where guys do stupid tricks...

It seems like my life is never completely settled. Which is actually a good thing, I guess. So, we had a flood in our city, my sister lost her home and has been living with my parents. She got a new home. Next door to mine. I have three good girl friends in town. One by one, they are all moving away. One's already gone; made out for the city and probably won't be back in quite a while, except for the occasional visit. The other one is moving to Australia. (Curse you, Aussies for ...

It's days like today that I get thinking about my Uncle Bryan. It makes me think about the delicate nature of our bodies, and the self-imposed wear-and-tear that we place on ourselves because of necessity. It's hotter than hell; the kind of heat that makes you believe that you are literally melting. The humidity is excruciating, and is only going to get worse as the day progresses. Which makes it a bitch for anyone who has breathing problems. See, we have a high smog alert level predic...

My job requires me to interact with many strangers from the US, daily. In a nutshell, I help problem-solve for our employer, asking clients relevant questions pertaining to electronic malfunction. Yes, we get calls regarding billing and internet support, but most of the calls that I respond to are strictly troubleshooting issues. It's no surprise that I interact with many assholes throughout the day. Assholes who, probably, if they weren't talking face-to-face with me, wouldn't dare to ...

I like to boast that my part of the world is free from natural distaster. As we live near a lot of lakes, we don't get the opportunity to be visited by many tornadoes. The amount of snow that we get within a season seems rather big, but really, we only get one or two snow days a year, so it can't be that much. Earthquakes? Hardly. I've seen more movies with earthquakes in 'em, than have actually experienced the event. While I bitch about heat waves, it's nothing compared to more sout...

My hair is frizzy, my house is like a... hothouse, and there are too many people in town who are going around without deodorant. And that's just for starters. Since this blog is all about me... I'm just going to go off on a vent for a few moments. (Feel free to skip over a bit if you can't handle a grown woman rage.) My job is great, for the most part, but it's got it's sucky parts, too. The one thing that really needs bitching about is the break timing. When I get into work for 8 o'c...

I'm headed for the beach. I know I bitch endlessly about the weather here, but it has been awful. It is now July 11, 2004 and this will be my first trip to the beach this year. I used to spend at least 5 days a week there last summer, but it's just been so fucking cold out this year, that I haven't had the opportunity to do so. So, I've got my sunglasses, a bottle of water, my swim suit and a pair of sandals and a towel. And that's it. I hate going to the beach with my sister becaus...

I had a weird moment a little while ago. I was cruising some other people's blogs that I often check out, and noticed another blogger's post for the day, and I was stunned. For a bit. See, I know who this person is. We're not friends; we've barely exchanged 2 words, actually, and the fact that I know he has a blog is only because his friend has a blog that I read regularly. I've got it set up that I read hers, and sometimes cruise her friends list, where his is. Anyhow. I was w...

After reading and writing quite a bit this weekend, with all you fine people, I must say that I have missed the interaction of Joeuser. There's no comparision between hurriedly writing an article on say a Wednesday, and not getting a chance to check in until sometime the next weekend. By that time, I've already forgotten about what I had previously written, and feel that I have slighted all those who have bothered to comment by not responding soon enough. Another thing that I have forgo...

I've finally been given permission to paint my apartment. I've lived in this shoebox for more than 2 years now, and I'm pretty sure that I'm going to be living here for a couple of more years. I hate the place for many reasons, but since I finally got into Native Housing after 4 years of being on the list, I don't really want to move right now. With my new job, I will have to move, but for now, my rent will be staying the same, giving me the chance to bank money to afford to buy my own hom...