Tuesday, August 18th, 2009
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3:57 pm - We're not evicting you. We're just taking our house back and asking you to leave
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So since Johnny is purchasing his own house and moving out, our landlords want theirs back and for Scott and I to move out. Due to the fact they've had trouble renting the fourth room they figured they would take it all. Needless to say that this comes as a bit of a surprise; one that Scott and I are none too happy about.
We've been given 30 days from the time Johnny becomes the official owner of his place until we have to leave, which gives us maybe another two or three months. I've been on the verge of tears all day not only because it's a shock (I only heard rumors from Johnny about this late last week), but because I'm quite hurt at the casual attitude Erica has taken about this. The rest of the time I've been searching out places on Craigslist. I just can't believe it took me three months of searching to find work after getting the house and now I have to start searching for a place three months after getting the job. I was hoping my calls for "anyone need a roomie?" would be of a different nature, lemme tell ya.
current mood:  sad
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Monday, August 10th, 2009
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12:37 pm
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Apparently if there was a deathmatch between my housemates and I, people would put money on me to come out victorious.
One would think that Sundays are the days to wind down from the weekend. Not so in our house apparently. I'm surprised Scott hasn't been choked out by Johnny yet...
Why do I always seem to be the one in the middle of their drama? Oi...
current mood:  bored
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Sunday, July 5th, 2009
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6:20 pm
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So I'm thinking of changing my cell phone carrier and am getting opinions on what people I know use (I've been looking at BoostMobile as they have that $50 per month plan that comes with everything: texting, calls, etc. but I'm also curious about what else is out there). I used to use T-Mobile but when I went to MCLA the phone didn't work there, so I had no choice but to switch to Verizon. I switched to the least expensive plan with them when I came down here, but I'm still paying over $50 a month for the minimum 450 minutes a month without texting. Does anyone use anything aside from Verizon and if so, can you give me any info? I'd rather not have to change my number, especially considering I've changed it once after my phone died a few years ago and I can live without texting (though I'm still debating whehter or not I want to reinstate it). I know that Sprint is absolutely awful, so I'd rather not switch to them, but I'm open to suggestions.
current mood:  hot
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Sunday, June 28th, 2009
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5:08 am - Holy freaking crap
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There is seriously only one copy of a single Rammstein CD in the entire New Orleans public library system? Granted yes, the libraries here are still trying to get back on their feet post Katrina. But seriously? Moffat bloody Library could get more copies of Rammstein CDs via ILL and they had/have a staff of about 10 people. Where the fuck am I living again?
current mood:  shocked
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Wednesday, January 21st, 2009
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5:27 pm
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Deposit and first month's rent cheques have been put in the mail today. Flight is booked for early morning February 2nd. Have cut back on my Verizon texting plan, have transferred money from my savings account to my checking account, and have stocked up on somewhat needed supplies to bring with me.
Holy shit. I'm really going.
current mood:  slightly excited
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Sunday, January 11th, 2009
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10:56 am - new hopes for a new year
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Well things seem to be finally turning around for the better. For those that may not already know, I took a reconnaissance trip down South earlier this past week to scope out the job situation, the apartments I've found, etc. I think the universe is finally happy with my decision as things went so amazingly well it was uncanny. I accomplished just about all I wanted to in the few days I was there, met some really cool people and hopefully very soon will be sharing an apartment with a very nice shamanic healer/herbal medicinist/hypnotherapist. If I'm lucky that is, though I have a couple of other options.
I also received two emails upon my return to New York; one from Tulane University and another from a group called teachNOLA. The position I applied for at Tulane was for library associate which as anyone who really knows me knows, I can do with my eyes closed. This position includes benefits and a decent salary and according to the email I have met the minimum requirements. Hopefully someone will contact me soon about it as working in a university will certainly have other perks.
The teachNOLA email informed me that I have been chosen to be a teaching fellow at a New Orleans high need elementary school. I'm kind of curious as to what that would be like, as not only did these people take the "we want YOU!" motto very seriously, teaching would be something worthwhile and different. I must contact them for an interview, therefore I'm in a slight pickle as to whether or not I should just pack up and go or make another recon trip. Must wait to see what happens with the herbalist first though.
It is also starting to become apparent that I will never make anyone good housewife. Officially I've only been at home for two days since quitting Pearson (visited Ed on New Year's Eve Wednesday until last Saturday, flew to NOLA this past Monday and returned Wednesday night), but as Ed has said I'm getting cabin fever to the extreme. Bat shit bonkers does not look good on me, and with the shitty New York weather AND MoLo road issues I haven't been out of here for more than a few hours. Add the fact that I seem to have contracted a mystery plague from my sister and you have quite a nutty, sickly Emma. Really not a good combination. Let's hope my plans continue to come through as quickly as they have been doing so I can once and for all get the hell off this trash heap.
current mood:  achy
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Thursday, December 11th, 2008
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1:29 pm - i do not like it when i step outside for a walk during lunch and my ear canals start aching
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Have I mentioned recently how much I don't like wintry conditions? Days of skipping the gym but taking a few laps around Pearson during my lunch break are dwindling. Bah.
On a somewhat okay note, I'm not freaking entirely this time though I am analyzing the piss out of everything. Not necessarily the current situation but myself in trying to figure out ME in the current situation. Make sense? Iono...
I hate being confused.
current mood:  confused
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Thursday, December 4th, 2008
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4:07 pm - can someone help a chick out?
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My gym's hot water has been off for nearly a week. I've been taking ice dips there since then because I refuse to shower in MoLo grossness (Kari can sympathize, I'm sure). I've been complaining about the crappy temperature since they had "maintenance" well over a month ago, though the water only started to hit below zero degrees this past weekend. The cheapskate owners still haven't replied to emails from the staff nor myself so are there any locals who use a gym that doesn't suck in Orange County, preferably in the Washingtonville/Blooming Grove/Monroe area? If all goes well I won't be using it for more than a month, but I'm just so sick of feeling grubby especially after a workout.
Thanks!
current mood:  dirty
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Monday, October 27th, 2008
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1:41 pm - ahhhhh, Orange County
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Tuesday, August 26th, 2008
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8:43 pm - and here comes the sober blathering
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I. Can't. Stop. Talking. About. This. Man. AGAIN.
Why do I feel like those sixteen year old girls who are gushing about their crushes on their livejournals?
Am I "in like" again? Even after pushing away and finally calming down from the anxiety this evening?
::heaving sigh::
current mood: contemplative
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Wednesday, May 7th, 2008
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9:07 pm - adventures in crackheadland (or semi monthly update)
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My car got ::slightly:: vandalized by the inbreds at the end of the street last night. Guess the little children didn't like it when I walked after them when they started screaming obscenities at me last month, but whatever. I called the police and even though I already knew they couldn't do anything without proof, the complaint was logged, and not half an hour after they left two more cop cars came by and went down the street. Apparently these people are known among Blooming Grove police, which makes it pretty stupid of them to start causing trouble with new people. But they'll get theirs. And I will laugh my way all the way down the street when they do.
Men continue to make things complicated, especially one in particular. Next topic.
Work=awful. Busy with mindless tasks most of the time, and hardly have time to do ::real:: editorial stuff. The only silver lining is that last week a colleague said I was a godsend to Richard, and that he and others were discussing how surprised they were that I hadn't quit, as most people don't last as long as I have. I told him it's because quirks are my people, so I do well with them, and aside from when he occasionally aggravates the hell out of me, I like working under Richard. Hell, I worked in libraries for 10 years. We got all kinds there. I'm an expert on kook.
Sleeeeeeeeepy time...
current mood:  sleepy
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Monday, January 21st, 2008
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8:21 pm
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Monday, January 7th, 2008
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3:34 pm - the dragon lady has returned
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I pity anyone who crosses my path and/or talks to me this afternoon. They will be rewarded with a severe verbal bitch slap; perhaps even a real life one. Actually no, I take that back. I don't pity them. If they are oblivious to the look on my face, well, they're morons and they deserve what they get.
I almost wish the pseudo ex would pop up today just so I can take my emotions out properly. Inanimate objects don't fight back and you can't do any ::real:: damage to them. Besides, he's turning into a crappy friend and I still don't trust him as far as I can throw him, so I wouldn't really feel too bad about it.
Pray for my family this evening...
current mood:  murderous
current music: Fear Factory
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Monday, December 31st, 2007
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3:59 pm - New Year's, Schmew Year's
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This office is like a ghost town today. Of course my first New Year's Eve here is the only time the higher ups decide not to close early, wouldn't you know it? Ah well, at least Mike down the row is here to chat with. He's a worse workaholic than I am. But then again I guess when you've worked in a place for 20 years like he has, you tend to become a bit of a worker bee...
Getting together with Ed and our friend Tina and her boyfriend's tonight for New Year's. We're trying the friends thing again and so far it's working out (he came by Christmas night and we still talk fairly regularly), but you never know. I might freak again. My hopes for 2008 consist of being able to have a semi normal relationship with a pseudo ex, especially with one who's probably one of the best people I've met in my life.
Speaking of pseudo exes, I took in a movie with another one Christmas weekend. It's terrible when hanging out for the first time in almost a year, I still trembled and got a rush. I'm surprised it wasn't more obvious. Least I hope it wasn't, even though some drunken Christmas Eve and this past Saturday night rambling text messages probably made it so. Ye gods. Me and my damn drunk thumbs...
Fuck, Mike is going home sick. I guess it's not so bad since it's nearly 4:30. 13 minutes to go, then see y'all next year.
current mood: stiff
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Friday, December 7th, 2007
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10:44 pm
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Have I mentioned how much I love old school Nickelodeon? This iO crap is amazing. I'm watching "Legends of the Hidden Temple" and reminiscing about how I would have loved to go on one of those game shows when I was a kid.
Yes, these are my Friday nights now. I'm surprised I'm even still awake.
current mood:  nostalgic
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Thursday, November 29th, 2007
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8:34 pm - well shit...
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I've gone and done it again. In more ways than one too. Talk about one's past catching up...
Fuck therapy, I'm staying away from men other than my father for the next year. Unless they're eunuchs. Or queens.
current mood: sad
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Friday, November 16th, 2007
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10:33 pm
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My dreams and intuition were correct once more. Long story short, girlfriend was cheating bitch, she's out of the picture and he "reached out and touched" me for help, advice and a potential something or other. I genuinely don't think hook up, but he's looking for something in me. He actually admitted what, but I'm not that much of an idiot. I've been as bitchy as I can be, but there are times, man...Especially when I have my moments of doubt and anxiety. I begin to wonder, remember and have a tendency to seek him out though not face to face, even though he's suggested it. I actually bumped into him last Saturday at the Newburgh Mall after another night of binge drinking, harassing him with drunken texts and (ye gods) a drunken phone call at about 2:30 in the morning (I was that drunk that all I remembered about it was that I called). He gave me a hug and was more concerned with my well being than being pissed off that I probably woke him up. I know I looked like shit. And it's really bad when I actually CARE that I did...
Finally bit the bullet and decided to get, as a former friend once said, "theraped." The woman's really cool, an intuitive psychotherapist and we get on well. Each week I feel like I'm getting closer to whatever it is that keeps me from being "normal" when it comes to being in a ::gag:: relationship and I've been going for five weeks. Guess we'll see how that turns out.
I'm going to root to see if there is any more alcohol in the house, aside from the wine I put aside for Ed for tomorrow.
current mood:  2007 beaujolet buzzed
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Thursday, September 20th, 2007
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8:44 pm
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I swear I think I'm psychic sometimes.
Not like I've discounted it before, but next time a certain someone from the past is in my thoughts constantly for a day or two, I'll know it's not nostalgia or PMS.
Communication? Yeah. All day. Practically begging for help. I'm being as cold as I can be, but I'll be damned if I'm not weakening just a little.
What is going on here?
current mood: confused
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Wednesday, August 8th, 2007
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9:53 pm
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Thursday, July 19th, 2007
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9:03 pm
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My mother has discovered all the 24/7 muzak channels on IO digital cable, complete with useless musical tidbits. Least we have both a metal and a rock television station. And we get electronica and bluegrass.
I think I hear "Smoke on the Water." Time to go spark a joint or something.
current mood:  amused
current music: "I Went Skyyyydiving" (channel 819, one of many country channels)
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