Category: venting

post office workers = egotistical maniacs!

So, the tattoo is still sore, but doing nicely. The stuff I have to put on it, Aquaphor, is really gross, and has my shirt sticking to it; I wish I could just sit at home with a baggy house shirt on and watch tv. Oh well. But all in all, no regrets. I just wish it were done!

Basically, the pollen has taken over. I will now commence sinus infection that lasts until september. Fabulous.

Finally, today I went to the post office to pick up a letter that was sent by certified mail (it was important). Thing is, it was supposed to arrive on March 22, and since it never did, I used the tracking number to determine that it was sitting at the post office for no reason. I haven’t even gotten a notice, and trust me, I have been looking for it, and I am 100% sure that I haven’t gotten said notice. When I went up to the counter after waiting for everyone in East Atlanta to buy $500 money orders (seriously, there is a bank right up the street… why not go there?), the clerk asks me for the notice.

now, don’t hate me, but…

I hate Blogger. Hate it. It goes down all the time. You can’t leave comments sometimes. And then, the worst are the people that have awesome blogs (see, a compliment!) that turn off the “anonymous” comment feature (hey, I’m not anonymous, I am just not a “Blogger” blogger!). What is up with that? You don’t think my comments are good enough because I use something other than a free blog engine? See, the reason why I hate that, is because, to be honest, I don’t visit those blogs again, and some of them are really good. And that sucks! Plus, I feel like I am not welcome, and that never feels good. Anyway… Long story short, if you want some help moving to movable type (or even wordpress), hit me up! They are much better than Blogger, (but they do cost money… unless you can find free hosting, then rock on!). I think everyone deserves to be free of the Blogger hold. Or, just turn off that feature; because you can moderate comments… I get spammed too, and I deal with it just fine!! That would at least be enough to placate me, and you may even find out I have something insightful (or not) to add to your conversation. After all, that is what blogging is for, right? Interaction and feedback on your thoughts? Exactly.

If you allow “anonymous” (again, I’m not anonymous!) comments on your blog, this does not pertain to you… so no whining. Okay, a little whining, but only a little.

UPDATE: Since all you bitches hate comment moderation (I say bitches in a good way)… I am, gasp, turning it off. We’ll see how long it lasts… if I have to, I will add more plugins, but I noticed that the junk moderator is catching almost all of them; hold, while I run to knock on wood. Maybe, this will make us all happy (including me).

stop with the spam!!!

Seriously, over the past couple of weeks, the amount of spam that I have gotten in my personal email address has quadrupled! It has gotten out of control. I just want to know what these people think when they send emails where the subject line is “have you tried hoodia?” (WTF?) or, “hey, I know you want to impress your woman”; do they really think that I am going to even look at that other than to check the delete box next to it? Also, MANY of these emails are coming from people where their name may look familiar, and the subject line is something like “about your blog” or “hey!”, which pisses me off, because I sometimes end up checking them. But, I have been deleting emails like crazy, so if I don’t get back to you for whatever reason, I may have deleted your email by accident, thinking that it was spam. Anyone have any ideas on how to get this spam madness to stop?? This is in regards to my @duanemoody.com email, btw.

Hope everyone’s Sunday is awesome… I doubt anyone is reading blogs, because the weather is FANTASTIC! I may (ha! who am I kidding with may) do another round of margaritas tonight. Also, I have been listening to Imogen Heap’s Speak for Yourself today, and it is awesome! Thanks Thomas!

alright, this has gone WAY too far

Why can’t someone kill Fred Phelps already?? No, I am fucking serious. Apparently, in his demented crazy-ass motherfucking ass-head, he came up with the wonderful plan that he would picket and protest the funerals of, wait for it… fallen soldiers, because, wait for it… they serve a military that is fighting for a country that accepts homosexuality. WHAT????

No seriously… WHAT??? This boil on the butt of society has had the nerve to protest gay funerals in the past, and is generally known as one of the most evil motherfuckers known to man, but seriously dude, you have got to be kidding. I am not saying that this is better or worse than protesting a gay funeral, but the “rationale”, if you can call it that, in this case is just bonkers. I understand you hating gay people, Phelps, and that you are DEFINTIELY a closet homosexual who wants nothing more than to have his ass pounded; but boycotting and protesting funerals of the people that are risking their lives in this stupid war because they fight for a country that accepts homosexuality??? I think even the devil believes you have gone batshit crazy.

I still just can’t believe it.

I haven’t said anything about what has been stressing me out to the max this week (in fact, I doubt many of you knew I was stressed…), because it was highly private, and hit a little close to home; but now, the cat is out of the bag, and I need to vent a little. A really close friend of mine went missing on Monday, after a fire occurred at the place where he works. Not really connecting the two incidents, I just worried about where my friend was, and why he had gone. He contacted no one, but did send me an email letting me know he was alive; but that was all. Then, a fire marshal called me to answer some questions about my friend because he wanted to see if I knew his whereabouts, and I went from worried to panicky. Not only was I worried about my friend, but now, he was potentially a suspect in a crime that I could not believe he would commit. Needless to say, last night, before I was able to talk with the fire marshal, my friend turned himself in to the police, and admitted to the arson that occurred at his work on Monday.

I am honestly completely reeling right now. I am floored; in a total state of shock. This came out of left field, and I can’t believe that this has happened; I knew he was depressed and stressed out, but I never thought he would be capable of something like this. This is so not like my friend, and worst of all, I feel like it was a cry for help. He had been pulling away for the past several months, and I have just felt powerless to help him. I just feel awful that I wasn’t able to help him get the help he needed, so that he could have avoided something like this (even though I know that it isn’t my responsibility, I still feel awful). You never can truly know what is going on with someone, and in this case, it is especially, and sadly, true. My thoughts are with him and his family right now, and I just hope that things will work out as best they can, soon.

still obsessing…

I am still looking at what can be done with the razr, so I haven’t given up hope. I also want to say that I think it is hilarious (not sarcastic people… really funny!) when people comment to me about phones they have on other carriers in order to try and get me to just move over, or get one like theirs; I am not switching. That isn’t even an option for me. Verizon may be a bitch when it comes to locking down their already shitty phones, but their service rocks my face off (after all, that is what the phone is for, right?), and their customer service is pretty awesome. So, I am sorry, I will not be able to utilize that advice… even if I really want to (no seriously, after seeing Lori’s razr next to James’s razr… um, yeah… hers is the bomb. almost enough reason to switch. almost.) But I do want to offer up a congrats on your awesome and way more cool phone, though. Seriously… kudos.

What I have learned about the phone, though, is that Verizon is pretty much a greedy corporate money-monger; they locked down the ability to transfer files via bluetooth (which is half the reason any one would want to have a bluetooth capable phone), in order to force you to pay that $3.99 for a ring tone or whatnot. If anyone has any other ideas on how to get around that… again, I am all ears. In the mean time, I am going back to my search. It amazes me how into things I can get some times…

beginning of the end…

I am feeling much better today; it is amazing what a little alcoholic excursion and some trivia can do for ya. More of that (the alcoholic excursions, that is) tonight, tomorrow, and Saturday… so, things are looking up! HA!

Anyway… The reason this post is titled the beginning of the end, is in regards to the ban that lawmakers voted on in South Dakota, which if signed by the governor, will outlaw most abortions in South Dakota. Things like this really scare the shit out of me, and should really strike fear in the hearts of all Americans:

After more than an hour of fierce and emotional debate, the senators rejected pleas to add exceptions for incest or rape or for the health of the pregnant woman and instead voted, 23 to 12, to outlaw all abortions, except those to save the woman’s life.

(from this article)

Now, I have a question here; are they nuts??? We are so worried about our freedoms and liberties that we are willing to wage war wherever we want, and do whatever it takes to secure our national security and safety, but we are unwilling to let women make a choice as to what to do with their own bodies?? I thought we were FOR freedom?!

Netflix, you sneaky little bitch!

First, let me say thanks to those of you that posted your comments on HIV testing yesterday… it was interesting to see that most people just don’t think that much about it; other than for insurance/cost reasons. Perhaps that will spawn another post at some point down the road. But for now, I want to talk about Netflix.

I remember when I joined Netflix, I was so super excited; I had unlimited rentals at my fingertips, and I was going to be able to rent without going to a store. No more Blockbuster (!)… and, I would be able to get everything I wanted, and as much as I wanted for a little less than $20 a month. Sweet!

BUT… It was all a lie. Netflix has duped us all, and I for one am pretty pissed off about it. Let me explain. First of all, before I get into it, Netflix has the right to change their policies at any time, so if any of this comes as a shock, or sounds like something you didn’t see in your agreement with Netflix, then you should check again, because they changed the policies on you, and it is in there now.

rainy days and mondays always get me down…

I don’t know what it is today, but I am just riddled with anxiety and just overwhelming “bleck”-ness. I just can’t seem to shake it, no matter how hard I try. I am trying to do stuff to take my mind off of it, but nothing is working.

It started when I read about Bush’s budget plan… you have got to be kidding me. It is obvious that Bush doesn’t give a shit about poor people, and expects those of us that are working pay check to pay check to fend for ourselves when we get old. Maybe Kanye West was right; but I would also like to throw in poor people, sick people, middle class people, working people, homeless people, and children. And women, gay people, and immigrants. I am sure there are more, but you get the picture.

Sorry to be a downer, but geez, how can we let this go on? Of course… more money towards the war! Money well spent, and a deficit well earned. WHAT A PRICK.

Alright enough of that… that is just where this feeling came from. I am freaking out about my money woes, and look at where the country is going. Now, I have to worry about retirement, health care, and possibly my job; since Bush has decided that “certain government programs” are no longer important, and are a good place to shave off funds (so they can be directed to the war). Good plan.

Regardless, I guess I am just stumped. I can’t seem to figure out what I want to do with my life, and I feel like I need to figure it out soon. So many other people seem to have it worked out, or at least in the works, and I just feel like I am spinning my wheels big time. If you guys have ideas… I am all ears. I am going to try and finally read the Abs Diet book, so that I can start that and at least have a hot body while I am miserable.

come on already!!!

I wasn’t going to say anything, seriously, because I didn’t watch the SOTU address last night, but I have read enough about the recaps and shit to get pissed off enough to say something (and Matt S‘s email prompted me to make a public statement… hi Matt!).

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON??!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?

First, before we get to the rant, read this, which is from here:

Not surprisingly, the self-proclaimed “war president” spent the first half of his State of the Union Address defending his record on foreign policy issues. But it was the second half, focusing on domestic policy, that included most of the President’s new proposals. In truth, however, even many of those were recycled ideas from last year’s State of the Union or the 2004 campaign, such as a guest worker program for immigrants, expanding the use of health savings accounts, cutting hundreds of programs from the budget to reduce the deficit, extending tax cuts and renewing the Patriot Act.