I still feel like complete crap but I did manage to start making a dent in all of my email. Hopefully I’ll be able to process some more of it before the meds kick in and I wind up falling back asleep. I do have some small jobs to accomplish but I highly doubt that I’ll be able to get them done today. I wish I could afford to have an assistant or something, I would just need one that doesn’t ask questions every twenty minutes and knows how to do things the same way I do. I think this is more or less the reason I’d clone myself.
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I need a clone…
Tuesday, July 10th, 2007New toys, very sick, rabid animals and more!
Tuesday, July 10th, 2007I’m fully aware of all of the email building up in my inbox but as of right now I just can’t get to it. I’m running a high fever, I can barely breath from being so congested, I’m cramping quite a bit due to an extremely heavy period – I’m just NOT having a good couple of days. If you’re a current client or even a potential one, please just be patient with me. There’s only so much I can do when it takes me a half hour to stand up without collapsing from the fact that I’m extremely dizzy at the moment. I’ll be in touch with everyone as soon as possible, I promise. Tony is handling hosting orders at the moment, I’ll get to the design aspect of things when I can.
Sean bought me a graphics card for our anniversary, we’re also going out to dinner next weekend as well. The card showed up today, he installed it after he got some of his own work done and I personally hadn’t been at the computer in the last 12 hours to see how things look. The clarity on the card is amazing and I’m back up to having my gig of installed ram being used on everything else, not being shared with a graphics card. He got me a 512 card, and it has the option for dual monitors as well – something I’ll more than likely have in the near future anyway. Everything does look great though, I really like it so far.
There is an animal running loose in the complex that’s more than likely rabid. Sean spoke to someone last night who said that some large grey cat attacked their pit bull. I saw this animal last night – foam dripping off his mouth. We called the police who wound up transferring us to a different county, explained the situation and an HOUR later animal control zipped through here quick and left. I saw it again tonight, we wrote a letter to the main office and hopefully home owners in the complex will be notified as soon as possible considering almost every other house has a dog in this place, it would be horrible if another one were attacked.
Go figure, I thought skunks were a big deal around here!
What’s for dinner?
Saturday, July 7th, 2007I’m having trouble figuring out what I’d like for dinner tonight. I don’t feel like barbecuing and we don’t have any chop meat in the house either to even make burgers. The chicken is frozen as well so based on that alone I think it’s going to be a take-out night.
I’m in the mood for tacos, Sean doesn’t like tacos and while he said he could just go somewhere else for himself, it’s annoying taking two trips. I’m in the mood for a quesadilla because I had one at Friendly’s the other night but I’m not a big fan of the ones that they make at Taco Bell and I know nothing of the two Spanish restaurants in the area to give me any idea of how they rank amongst the locals. You have to remember that I came from Long Island, there was Spanish style cooking on every other corner.
There’s a place down here called Moe’s, Karen has told me on a few occasions that she hears they’re pretty good, I think I’m actually going to take the chance and try them out. Their menu looks pretty good, I just hope it tastes the same
Relaunch of AGn Designs, went well…
Friday, July 6th, 2007I’ve relaunched acidgloss.net as a blog to go with my portfolio. I’ve been doing technology and business based product reviews for so long that I kind of wanted to place them somewhere else for a change. I’d been posting on acidgloss.net since January but I never quite got around to working the blog into the rest of the site until recently.
I was up at 10am this morning, not sure why but I felt something kind of pulling me out of bed and maybe it will benefit me. If I can get myself to sleep at midnight, instead of 4 or 5am then I’ll be able to get back on the schedule that I desire to work on. I don’t like working at night anymore, it’s summer – I’m supposed to be outside enjoying life when the sun goes down, not spending countless hours on designing for clients. So my schedule, as of right now, is back to 10am-6pm. I just wonder how long I’ll be able to stick to it!
A pretty sucky day so far
Thursday, July 5th, 2007I’m not sure if it’s the weather or not but I woke up feeling like complete crap today. My stomach is bothering me, my throat is a little scratchy and I’ve found that if I stand for too long I begin to get dizzy. The smell in the house doesn’t help very much either, multiple wee wee pads down and all of them filled up. Princess, yet again, missing one entirely so now that’s soaking into the rug. Since it’s too warm to open the windows the smell is just kind of lingering and it’s so potent to the point of making me nauseous on top of how bad I was originally feeling. I swear when Sean and I get out of here we’re going to just deal with hard because those naturally would require carpet for me.
I give up…
Sunday, July 1st, 2007Nothing happened between my last post and now to give me any kind of inspiration for a July theme, as far as I’m concerned (at this point in time) there won’t be a change. Maybe something will trigger me in upcoming days, I know there’s a holiday around the corner, but I’m heavily doubting it at this point.
I have emails up the wazoo with bitchy people asking stupid questions. I’m not sure how but WordPress was bombed with spam that took me about a half hour of going through PHPmyADMIN just to delete and I’m craving coffee right now to keep me awake even though it’s after 3am and I should just go curl up with Sean and crash for the night, he’s been knocked out since 11:30 this evening!
I was going to barbecue tonight because I had a craving for smoked sausage and rice with basil but since I’m the only one in the house who eats rice, I was going to make baked potatoes for everyone else. The potatoes we have are not only too small to make a REAL baked potato,¬† but they’d also been on the counter for almost two weeks and were starting to root themselves to the bag. Needless to say, I needed to go to the store to pick up some more potatoes. After I’d told Sean about this he offered to just go pick up something for dinner and we wound up at Bona Pizza, he loves them – I hate them. So instead of eating nasty pizza, I had a calzone. Now, in NY calzones don’t come in two freaking sizes so I should have known right then and there that this was going to be interesting. I figured okay, the large so I’ll have something to eat tomorrow night. Little did I know they make their calzones almost the same way one would make a stromboli. Fold a pizza in half and throw some extra cheese in. So now I’m sitting there with my LARGE pie folded in half that’s overstuffed with cheese and sausage. This is not a calzone. Calzones have mozzarella cheese, ricotta cheese, ham, salami, pepperoni and sausage – unless you ask for straight cheese naturally. So I was a bit disappointed with dinner considering it had little chunks of sausage and about 10lbs of HORRIBLE cheese thrown in. It didn’t SUCK but even eating about a 1/4 of the thing – I can tell my stomach is going to be screaming at me for the rest of the week while I finish the fucker off. Any true Italian will know, food does NOT go to waste.
I have a taste for things, I grew up in New York so someone telling me that Grotto’s is the absolute best place in the world – I’ll naturally like to beat them senseless with a large trout. A good place in town is Louis, their pizza tastes the most like New York pizza minus the fact that yes, the crust is kind of thin. Sean likes more of a sweet sauce – he grew up in Jersey I wouldn’t expect any less – but he considers himself to be the master of Pizza…when you’re going to marry a New Yorker, your state of mind WILL change. He likes Bona because he basis the good stuff on the crust and theirs, yes, is thicker. It also tastes like straight flower – and not even semolina – what you’re SUPPOSED to cook with. The only place that I can say I enjoy the most, in this entire freaking state, is up in Georgetown they have a place called Bella Capri and when they say Calzone – you get a freaking calzone. Filled with the right stuff, the right AMOUNT of stuff and while their sauce is very bland (straight out of the can kind of bland) they include seasoning on the table so I can adjust it.
Either way, back to my original point; my mind sucks for not having any inspirational thoughts, my computer sucks for not finding me anything good, Google should die, no one in Delaware knows anything about good Italian food, tourists need to be shot considering Karen’s boy-toy was almost run over tonight, Bella and I almost got skunked on her walk tonight, spammers need to get off my back, and I’m freaking exhausted.
END RANT
When’s this humidity going away?
Thursday, June 28th, 2007The humidity over the course of the last couple days has been close to unreal. The news is telling me that it’s been much worse in Pennsylvania but based on what I’ve heard in the past, the humidity there gets really nasty every summer anyway. The tourists are all kind of piling in down here as well, thankfully even with the humidity there hasn’t been many reported incidents of people not properly taking care of themselves.
Today was an estimated 80% humidity. Now mix that with the 90+ degree weather, naturally it felt like hell was rolling in today. Last night there was a really cool lightening storm that passed through, there’s supposed to be another one tonight as well. I’m unsure of when it’s going to start though. It caused the power to act up yesterday, well the cable mainly, so hopefully I can get some work done before that happens again tonight. I’m a few days behind on things so now I’m working on catching up.¬† :crosses fingers:
Still that ‘blah’ feeling.
Thursday, June 28th, 2007For a change, my laptop isn’t lagging – it’s just me. I’m hanging out in the bedroom today, I’m not really in the mood to be sitting up at my desk. Sean kept me company with a few games of cards and now he’s taking a break from his day and just laying down watching TV next to me. It’s nice having a king bed though, even though it’s like he’s clear across the room. It’s just two twin mattresses at the moment, we’re working on going out and buying a larger set. For now it’ll do considering it cleared up a lot of issues in the room. We’re not right on top of each other any more and have enough room to spread out, even with Bella taking up as much space as she possibly can.
She’s gnawing on a bone at the moment, she’s been acting kind of strange for the last couple of days. I’ve found her staring at the wall…then shifting to the ceiling and I have absolutely no idea as to why. I first thought there was a bug, now I’m just convinced she’s more abnormal than I’d originally thought.
Still not feeling well.
Tuesday, June 26th, 2007I didn’t sleep too well last night, I’m not sure if everything on my mind is catching up with me but apparently Sean had to come in the room around 9am because I was punching and screaming in my sleep. I’m not sure if I’ve ever done that before, maybe it’s a good thing that he got little to no sleep last night. He only got about two hours at most, I believe. He also slept rather late last night as well. Either way I have no idea what happened, not sure if it was a dream either.
I woke up sweating my ass off, even with the air conditioning on. The humidity is rather high today so I’m finding it rather difficult to sit comfortably no matter what I do. I cleaned out the sink and so far have only made it to one counter top. I started removing some clothing from the living room to throw on Karen’s bed and then kind of wondered back outside for cig #2 of the day. Now, after bringing in the UPS boxes, I’m kind of just sitting in the air conditioning.
I did some cleaning out of the servers today. A lot of dead accounts that needed to be booted. There are a few people I’d like to boot from the servers completely because they owe me money but for now I’ll just leave it as an outstanding balance considering I’m in no mood to deal with anything. I’ve got one girl with like 4 domains thrown around there, hasn’t paid a dime, most of her accounts are maxed out on disk space – it’s fucking ridiculous.
I’m going to surf around a few databases, maybe I can keep myself busy with some posting.
Lots to do, no time to do it!
Monday, June 25th, 2007Today didn’t really go over as well as I’d originally hoped. I stayed up a lot later than I thought I would, I finally crashed around 10:30 or so and then woke up around 3pm this afternoon to Sean climbing into bed. My alarm had been going off for quite some time, I didn’t even bother to get up to turn it off. The problem with using music behind an alarm is you can kind of ‘rock yourself’ back to sleep. When it comes to the buzzer however, you want to get up and turn it off because of how annoying it is. I think I’m going to have to start taking that route because I didn’t officially roll out of bed until about 5pm this afternoon, 3 hours later than I’d planned.
Before I went to sleep last night I wrote myself a huge list of things to do over the course of the next few days, I wanted to have all of this done by tomorrow night but I’m unsure if it’s actually going to happen. Karen’s sister is possibly going to be down for a visit from EARLY Thursday morning to possibly Monday afternoon, naturally I want to clean up a bit. She ALSO may have an extra guest on Saturday night and since her friend has never been down here before, a pig-sty is a horrible first impression.
CLEAN
- Bedroom – Wash all sheets, do laundry, vacuum carpet, fold clean clothes.
- Bathroom – Scrub toilet, tub, sink and floor.
- Laundry Room – Straighten up, throw out all garbage, make it look less like a junk room. ORGANIZE SHELVES!
- Kitchen – Wash all pots and pans, wipe down all counters, clean off island.
- Dining Room – Clear off table and shelving of unnecessary crap.
- Living Room – Vacuum, straighten up, wipe down coffee table of coffee rings.
- Porch – Sweep, send all donations to the Salvation Army.
- Office – Vacuum and straighten up, can’t work in filth much longer.
So yea, I have quite a bit of work cut out for me over the next 48 hours. I just know that the dogs are going to make life very difficult. Princess loves to crap on the floor and completely MISS wee-wee pads considering how long she is. Candy more than likely can’t hear the vacuum coming up behind her and she’s so skiddish that you feel mean for even lightly tapping her just to make you aware that you’re there. I’m just praying the poor thing doesn’t have a heart attack. And Bella, so freaking precious Bella, loves to eat toilet paper rolls so 10 minutes after a rug has been vacuumed, you have to take a second run to pick up all the little pieces of paper.
Hopefully Sean will help me out, not counting on it though. His sleep schedule is even more messed up than mine!
Too tired for words…
Sunday, June 24th, 2007My schedule is so out of whack that for the bulk of the day I literally have no idea what I’m doing. Tonight while I was barbecuing dinner, I felt as though my body was just standing there while my head was floating around the bedroom wondering just when it would be the right time to hit the pillow. I’m sick and tired of waking up so late in the afternoon. I feel unproductive and it’s really getting me down these days.
I have a white-board next to me that lists everything that I need to accomplish. The list has literally been sitting there for the last week and hasn’t even been looked at. I really hate this about myself. I get into a funk that I can’t get out of for a few days and then once I officially get away from it all – I can’t stop myself from overworking and then complaining that I have absolutely no personal time for myself.
I really need to learn how to balance this stuff out before I completely crash for good!
Something’s just not right…
Saturday, June 23rd, 2007I woke up today with the feeling of “Some thing’s just not right.” I assumed this was because I’d slept too late again and Sean (yet again) failed to wake me at a reasonable time. I don’t even hear the alarm going off sometimes so having the extra help is always a valuable resource for me. So I woke up and did the dishes quick, had my morning cig and then hung out in the living room for a little while. I felt as though I had no reason to go through email today considering I’ve responded to everything before I’d gone to sleep last night. My spam box is empty, my client folders are empty – there’s nothing left for me to do so I’m just going to sit and relax for a change.
A little while later Karen came home from the beach, I had just started to doze on the couch when I heard her pull up. Princess heard her as well so I was basically woken up by her excessive barking. I’m not sure why I’m as tired as I’ve been lately but again, this stems back to my “just not feeling right” state of mind the last couple of days.
After a quick clean-out of a spill in the fridge I threw a meatloaf in the crockpot for the dogs and the remaining meat went towards dinner tonight. I threw some bugers on the grill and the whole time – yet again – my stomach was just acting up. Sean came out to join us for dinner (he claimed he wasn’t feeling well so he just went to bed without eating anything). About 10 minutes later he appeared and announced that my father had called earlier this afternoon and left a message for me to call him back. My father NEVER leaves a message, he knows there’s caller ID and eventually he’ll get a call back. In order for him to actually leave a message, naturally I can expect the worse.
So after dinner I went outside with the phone and called the house, my sister answered noting that he was in Jersey already and that I should try his cell. After talking to her for a few moments I found out that my Aunt isn’t doing too well with her pregnancy…my other aunt is having trouble getting around after her surgery (thyroid cancer), my grandfather is driving everyone nuts because he’s been lingering around the store all day (prostate cancer) since he can’t work at the moment and my grandmother is basically being my grandmother – the women will never change.
After a quick trip to the bathroom I called my father to find out that my Aunt Teresa had passed away on Thursday. The feeling in the pit of my stomach has now subsided since it’s no longer connected to the “What could it possibly be?” kind of feelings. She was in her late 80’s in the advanced stages of dementia and so many other factors that aided in her final days. They say that she’d gone to sleep peacefully and just never woke up. She was to a point where she literally had no idea who you were, even if you were her own children. Everyone is stating that it couldn’t have come at a better time, she fought for as long as she needed to, she’s in a better place now – basically anything you can say to lighten the situation that your mother was suffering and all you cared about was what ever is written in the will.
They tossed this woman from senior home to senior home just because they didn’t feel like dealing with her. They know based on previous readings of her entire estate that she’s worth around 20+ million dollars. All her kids wanted was for her to die so they could get the cash. I swear if I ever pulled something like that with my father – he’d haunt the living hell out of me. What they’ll be unhappy to know – however – is that they aren’t getting a DIME all the money has been left to her 18 grandchildren. I know you’re thinking “Woah, 18 is A LOT” she had six children, one of which was gay and the rest of them reproduced obviously more than one time. I believe one of her eldest daughters has 6-7 children, two of which are in college.
All of her children are very well taken care of by their husbands. There are nothing but doctors and lawyers in that family so leaving the money towards the grandchildren is the natural thing to do, especially considering how proud of a grandmother she really was. It’s just a shame that by the end…she didn’t know who any of these people were.
Noise Pollution
Thursday, June 21st, 2007I’m still running on about two hours of sleep at the moment. I’m going to push myself so that I can stay up until about 11 at the absolute latest, from there I’m going to be crashing and hope I wake up sometime around 8am tomorrow morning. From there I can get some serious work done and hopefully get myself back on the schedule I’d prefer to have.
Sean prefers to stay up for the night claiming that it’s easier for him to work because there aren’t any distractions. However, right now he’s got the TV blasting because he can’t hear it and he also just woke up from a 5 hour nap. At least he got some kind of sleep in the last 24 hours. I’ve only managed about 2 hours – at the absolute most and I feel miserable. If I could get myself back on a NORMAL schedule then I wouldn’t have to worry about forcing myself to sleep at night if I need to be up early in the morning.
I think, with this change, I’m going to start doing some more work from my laptop instead of my desktop. Even with Princess barking her face off in excess, it’s quieter in the living room than it is in this office at the moment. I don’t know if his ears are clogged or what but this is absurd. I’m tempted to drag him to a doctor to have them cleaned out properly. He claims that his ears hurt when he uses a Q-Tip, have a doctor clear that right up with a few drops and maybe that’ll make things a little quieter around here.
I don’t mean to be badmouthing him. I guess I’m just agitated right now. I’m basically done for the night, minus a few things here and there…I may just go to bed earlier at this rate.
We’re all gonna crash!
Thursday, June 21st, 2007Sean has been up for almost 24 hours and now he wants to go out to dinner. He has to shower but I’m not sure if I feel comfortable with him driving on literally no sleep. He seems to be lagging a little bit. I wouldn’t mind just throwing something on the grill and maybe letting him get some sleep. We’re not going out later tonight for dinner, we’re talking more like an early dinner around 3 or so, this way we know if both of us are going to crash at any point of the day – we have no where to go that would stop us from it so at least we can do it safely in-house.
Bella is still hiding under the table, the poor thing won’t come out for anything. She’s not panting as much as she usually does, the initial panting when she got in the car was based on her over-excitement in knowing that she was getting to finally go home. I’m probably going to wind up digging through the fridge to see what I can put down for her. She didn’t eat very much this morning, I’d like to put some more food in her stomach other than just a little bit of chicken like she had today. I think it was only the equivalent of maybe two spoonfuls, which isn’t very much food at all.
Off to a bad start.
Thursday, June 21st, 2007Around 8:30am I finally get into the shower and then I sit down on the computer to do a few quick write-ups for clients and notice that 9:30 is fast approaching. I brush my hair out quick, throw the leash on Bella and then walk towards the door. I forget my sun-glasses and quickly turn around, knowing there’s literally no time to spare. The three of us (Sean, Bella and myself respectively) hop in the car and take off towards the groomer.
Upon arrival, I walk in and notice very cute and beautifully groomed pooches laying around in the waiting area. From there, I walk up to the front desk and note that I’m here for my scheduled appointment. They thumb through the book and note that I’m not scheduled with them. I could have sworn I scheduled my appointment with Wizard of Paws – I was wrong. Thankfully it was the good kind of wrong when I saw their pricing – they’re abusing the “Best Groomer in Delaware” popularity by over charging for the smallest things. So they let me know of the two others in the area, asking if either name rings a “Bella”, I wasn’t amused because I knew I was late.
Walking back to the car, Sean notes “Uhm…don’t you need to leave the dog AT the groomer for this to work?” I note that we’re in the wrong place and there’s the possibility of two other groomers that I made my appointment at. Finally we pull into “Dirty Dog” this place sounds familiar, even if the owners at Wizard of Paws notes that they don’t think Dirty Dog is accepting new clients. The stores are labeled, respectively, so I head towards the door that says “Dog Grooming” it’s locked – I’m freaking out until I look down and see the arrow pointing towards the other door. Walking in I’m met by a sweet faced girl in her early twenties and ask if she has a scheduled appointment for Bella S. she gracefully replies “Yep, we’ve been expecting you.”
The rush of the morning has now subsided and I begin filling out all of my information on their new client cards. Bella, at this time, was already in the back room and I could hear her crying which is literally breaking my heart because I know how scared she is when she’s at the groomer. I tell her that I’d like a very short puppy cut, then continue to say that her tail and ears need to be taken care of as well. She notes that Lhasa’s look – strange – without their signature curly tail but I note that it’s one huge mat of fur. She let me know that if she can ‘save the tail’ she will. I’m thinking “as long as you don’t chop it off, just take the mats off it”. I then continue to note that she’s skiddish when a buzzer gets near her face but she will not bite, just make life very difficult. She notes that they’ve dealt with all kinds of temperments and will be fine.
I walk out the door knowing that my precious pooch will no longer be a fluffy puppy…but a bald bitch when I pick her up. Either way she won’t be so easily overheated and I know her hair will always grow back. If this place does well with her, they’re more than likely going to be my new establishment. I finally have a groomer for Bella, I just need to find a hair dresser for myself!
So we get back here and I’m in a rush to get all of the garbage to the curb. I know that the garbage men plus the landscapers will be around very soon and know the garbage men leave the cans in the middle of the yard. Since we all know that the landscapers around here don’t do SHIT – then naturally I’m going to make sure the cans are removed before they get here. Unfortunately it didn’t work out that way and there’s still a patch on the front lawn that’s over-grown, one they could have easily gotten to if the stupid teenager on the back of the garbage truck would just put the can on the curb instead of throwing it onto the grass. BASTARD. I rush off the stairs and put it on the side of the house but I was just too late. I do still hear them floating around so my only hope is that they do another pass in the front yard before they leave. :: crosses fingers ::
Why’d the sun come up so quick?
Thursday, June 21st, 2007I’m running on about two hours of sleep at the moment. In my attempt to wake up in time I wound up laying in bed for 3+ hours fighting to get myself to sleep. So instead of getting the 5 hours I originally went for, I only managed to get less than two. Even coffee isn’t working for me at the moment.
I’m up early because around 9:30am I need to get Bella to the groomer up the street. I figured I’d give myself a wake-up-call around 7:45am so that I can take a shower and fold some laundry before I go. I don’t like leaving the house unless I’ve showered, even if it is just walking up the block. My hair is all over the place and I don’t use a lot of products to get it where I need to be. It’s easier to manage my hair when it’s wet – go figure.
It’s not yet warm enough outside to be annoying, the house is in desperate need of being aired out so I’ve got a few windows open through out the house. I made it a point to not really open up much in the living room, even though that’s where it smells the worst. The last thing I need is to listen to Princess go on one of her barking sprees because of the landscaper going past the house this morning, the garbage man coming in a little while or someone just walking past the house in general. Karen claims that she barks when she’s scared, Sean, Debbie and I all agree that she’s just a brat who was never really told to ‘shut up’ at any point in her life. Bella used to bark at everything, proper training took care of that. Considering Princess has never really left the house (wee-wee pad trained) naturally she’s just a vicious overweight dog who was never socialized. She’s cute sometimes, don’t get me wrong, it’s hilarious watching her waddle her way up the doggie stairs to the couch but that’s just about all the exercise she ever gets. Her sitting on the couch is the equivalent of the mean old lady up the street who can’t stand any kind of noise because she can’t get off her ass to go outside and introduce herself to the kids, she’d rather yell at them instead. It’s just not healthy.
In any event, I’ve got less than an hour to get everything done this morning – guess I should get myself in the shower.
