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Listen this on the radio today, with my father singing along with Elvis. Dad is a pretty good singing. Another of his talents I did not get. Dang him.... :) J/K.
Note- Christmas of WHITE! Putting in my order early you two. So I want cold air and moisture to make the snow. Got it?? *smiles*
Well its true what Elemental said about me. I went over to her Journal and watched the scary Mary Poppins video, shaking my head at her comment of "This is what the rat would LOVE to go see..."
True. I love horror.
Then she has a video about women's periods. Now... I have a idea why she put the warning of "Not for the weak stomach" as just those words told me I would never watch that video.
Funny- I can watch blood and guts all night on tv, movie screen. But in life- it makes me want to throw up.
She can't do the movie, tv shows- but it does not bother her in real life.
It makes for a very good question, reading her journal and all...
The radio is filled with Christmas songs. And its not even December yet. Grrrr. Well fine... but if I have to listen to them, I at least want to hear the one that makes me smile.
So curl up with a stiff drink and lets start off the freaking season.
Seeing a commercial on TV and it hit me. Cancer needs one for his new websites. I can see it now….*lost look on my face*
Cancer jumps up from the Victorian Carved Sofa, and starts it with “Welcome to the Dark Network, where one membership gets you several websites to browse. Now hold on …hold on. I know you are saying (and he does the hands up move, eyes to heaven) OH LORD what is the crazy Cancer talking about now? Well.. Lets look at the sites I am bringing out. First we all know the true vampire site of Vampire Rave.”
(Does a hands up, nails showing as he hisses in a vampire way.)
“But now we have SciFi Section and the Supernatural City. Both for the science fiction and paranormal community (Does poor impression of Dr. McCoy) Damn it Jim- I'm a goth…Not a doctor!” (Does poor impression of Fox Mulder “ The truth is out there… and its in these websites.”
Then we have Gothic Invasion and Gothic Rave. These you will love. All are welcome but your Emos ass cause trouble and I will use my computer wicked ass knowledge and take your picture, dress you a country club golfer in plaid pants and alligator shirt and post it in the main forum for all to see the “true” you. (Gives the camera a evil eye)
Now for the best… TheVampire Heart. For those dark souls out there that need to find (pauses as if he is finding his words) … another dark soul to ... be dark with. (Goes back to the couch and lays down, showing off the buffed body.) Besides… you know those with a darker side are just freaking better at it. (Sexy wink)
Come over to The Dark Network and see what I mean. I will be waiting. (smiles)
CUT! PRINT! That is a wrap!
*giggles, runs to hide*
Gods my mind goes to the stranges places when I need sleep. LOL
Sorry- forgot I was out of lurking this morning. Yeah.. I know- Who? Me?? :) But no one I knew was online, so I felt brave. Now wait.. that sounds bad. I mean no one that would pester me. Not that people.... oh screw it. You know what I mean. Or I hope you do.
So I will answer messages in the morning because I am not in the mood to be around anyone. Trust me on this. But I had to see what CHORDEWA sent me as she is a friend, and I did not want her to be in trouble and just blow her off.
Instead I find something that makes my day better.
So… left early this morning to go to Frankfort, Ky. Doing a military pack job for the driver who is taking it to Camp Pendletion, CA. So we pull into the apartment parking lot and as we get out of the truck and car a woman comes up and ask why the truck was there. Thinking she was someone who needed her car out I said we was here to pack for a move of a tenant. She looks at me and snarls “I know that! I am the woman you are moving.” Oooookkkkk then. I bite my tongue and she starts talking about she was getting a survey today. The woman was to come and “Look” at the items to see what they needed in the morning, on the (and you have to understand- she used the slow way to say the next word, like we was five year olds) M O V I N G day.
--.-- I will give her M O V I N G day. I told her today was P A C K I N G day for the M O V I N G day. She so did not like being talked to that way- but screw you. You started it. And yes- I am a child. She said the woman told her she was…and that is when I stopped her and told her I was the woman she talked to, as we did a phone survey. Did she NOT remember that??
Now- military lets me do a phone survey on jobs that are located over 50 miles. Frankfort, Ky is 120 miles. I called her and talked to her for thirty minutes. I learned all I needed to know- second story apt. with one bedroom, rifle and handgun in the shipment, and a motorbike is in the shipment. No outside items as far as porch or storage buildings. One bedroom, living room with three piece entrainment center with glass shelves.
Washer, dryer the only appliances. Kitchen table, no hutch or extra pieces. Weight bench with weights and a computer desk. Collections are of knick knacks (aka- stupid shit that is a pain in the ass to pack) Tractor trailer can get to the apartment, and they are to be up and ready at 8:00 am, having items in one location that
they wish to not have packed. If you tell me the truth of what you have- it works. I might run out of one size of carton once or twice a year. But we always find someway to fix the problem.
She said that was not what I told her. I asked her how many times she had moved. She is in the military and has moved 2 times. Her boyfriend (who is the customer) has moved four times. I so wanted to say “Then don’t act like a dumb ass, you know how this goes.” But instead I say “Sorry you misunderstood. But we are here to pack.” She tells me she would go up and start pulling her clothing as she was not packed yet. She goes away and we all roll our eyes. Sure sign it was going to be a long freaking day.
We park, go up the stairs into a small one bedroom that is full. As in two household goods shoved into it. While they had been together for two year- they still had both household items. Now add a dog, him and her, and five of us. He asked me when the truck would be their in the morning. Now- I am not trying to be a pain, but the long distance driver is not working for me. I have no control over him. Other then he is to be on the job tomorrow and have the shipment loaded during the hours of 8:00am to 5:00pm. Note- we arrived before 8:30am. I tried to explain that to them, but they just gave a look of “Excuses excuses excuses.” Ok- that is strike two.
I told him the reason we had the straight job truck is because we might have to do a Pick-up and Hold. That means we would be loading/picking up the shipment in the morning, bringing it back to our warehouse and hold it on the truck till the driver was able to arrive for it. Why? Because he was loading a larger shipment today in IN, and might not get done. He should know by noon today. That just pissed then off more. I gave up trying to please them, and went to get my crew started, staying away from them.
Then I asked to see the rifle and handgun. Now- since 911, the military is really picky about guns. You are to place them in cartons, using security seals, writing down all information you can. (Brand, SN#, Cal.) I just read a four page fax of a “Claim Review” report a few weeks ago on it. I did as I was to, making sure the items are unloaded and no ammo is packed. I explain this to him when he starts into me that he wants the items left in his gunsafe- that he can lock. No...not how its done. "My Colonal moved a few months ago and they did it for him." Well... big freaking doo doo.
"Sorry- but rules are rules." And I wanted to add he was no Colonal, and if that is what a Colonal wanted he had enough pull to get it. While he is a E6 after 15 years- he was not going to be. But noooooo. I have to play nice with them. Now you see why I love spending time alone? Do you?
We start working and in a little while they both calmed down. As it was going into storage, I used extra care. People don’t understand. If I move you from point A to B- then your item get handled once at the home, off the truck to new home. If you put it into storage that adds to it. One at home, one off the truck to storage, one into storage crates, one out of storage crate, one back on the truck, then last to your home. That is SIX times. Add two more if I have to load it and bring it back to the warehouse- one off the truck, one back onto the drivers truck. That is like moving eight times. Now tell me- how much damage does moving eight times do to furniture? I know we are suppose to be pro’s at this- but we are also HUMAN. And furniture is…well…cheap shit if you don’t buy some good stuff. You know- real wood, not press wood.
Now when we finished I spent a few minutes to finish the paperwork- inventory. That is when he asked me about the truck again. Now the driver is to be their in the morning. What time? I can’t tell you that Sir. So wanting to say “Listen dick ass- I told you when I would be here and I was. I have done my job- even went a little above it. What the hell do you want me to do about this?” His next question is “Why was there a question about the truck being here to start with? We booked the move a month ago.” Ok- 1. You are not paying for this move- the Dept of Defense is paying for this move. Like me- you do what they tell you to do. And number 2. How many of those six moves that you had was the truck on time? I bite my inner lip to stop from screaming at the guy, thinking of how I would love to … anyway- I fall back on the safety net all movers have. “Call the Inspector about that, sir. Do you need the Bases phone number?” He backs off a little and I go back to doing the inventory. Prick.
THEN he comes up with his flat screen big screen TV is scratched. As I was the only one packing in that area, I went to look as I know it was not touched by me. I did open the wooden shuttles early this morning as I needed light to pack by. (No ceiling lights and the lamp was being packed) Sure enough- three spots on the screen. I looked at them then reached out and ran my finger over one. It left a trail. Grease. Or dirt. I turned and tried to tell him they was not scratches but some kind of dirt on the screen. That set his wife off. I tried to show him that when you run you finger over it changed- thus not a scratch- but grease. She went off like a tea kettle.
“I do not use any grease. I do not even use furniture polish.” You have no idea how hard it was for me to keep from saying “Honey, I know. I have packed in this hot dirty dusty house for hours.” But nnnnoooooo I have to be freaking nice to these people. “Well if it was a scratch it would not change.” I stuck my finger in the spot and pulled it off. “See- that is my fingerprint. I am sure you can clean it.” What was I thinking? He told me he paid over $1,000.00 for this Non Plasma 43 inch tv, and never even got a BOX. Now how stupid was that? People….please. If you spend that much money on electronics- get and keep the freaking ass box, would you. And the foam that it comes with.
He said he wanted it wrote up, I said no. Grease- might not of seen it in the darken room until the window was open up. He said no. “OK…well you prove to me it’s a scratch. And by the way- scratches don’t move when you rub them, just so we understand that.” *sigh* Sorry- but I had enough of them. Inspector is to be on the job in the morning, as I called him. Sorry- but I am not paying a freaking claim for DIRT.
Now the military has a new “Family First” program. This is where they get to have a input on movers. Surveys, and calls are done to check on the moves. They can make comments on us, but I can not do any counter comments. If enough complaints are made the mover will be dropped.
I have a freaking question.
Can I do one on the CUSTOMER????
*goes to take a sleeping pill and sleep till 7:00am*
Its 5:20 am and I have been awake since 4:00am. *sigh* But had my shower, load in the washer, and I have to be at work within the hour.
I hate not being able to sleep. Grrrrr
Early mornings all week as packing jobs for me ALL this week.
Can we say pain pill by Thursday? I will sleep good then, trust me. :)
Watching the news and weather for this weekend is high 30's with a chance of snow.
Snow. :)
Reminds me I need to hit the store for food Friday when I get back from Ashland. And to order refills on my meds sometime this weekend, and get it picked up for next week. Why can't the drugstore be open at 5:00am?
I might not mind not being able to sleep if I could do some of the stuff I need done.....done.
Who has the right of way when four cars approach a four-way stop at the same time?
The pickup truck with the gun rack and the bumper sticker saying, "Guns don't kill people. I do."
lol
I was told this today as we was packed a very young man who was heading to Ft. Hood TX. His wife, so sweet and country as she has never been out of Eastern Ky. hills was looking forward to the move. AKA- getting out of the hills. :)
Choice consists of the mental process of thinking involved with the process of judging the merits of multiple options and selecting one of them for action. Some simple examples include deciding whether to get up in the morning or go back to sleep and selecting a given route to make a journey across a country. More complex examples (often decisions that affect what a person thinks or their core beliefs) include choosing a religious affiliation, such as Christianity, or deciding on a political party of choice, such as Republican or Democrat.
Most people regard having choices as a good thing, though a severely limited or artificially restricted choice can lead to discomfort with choosing and possible an unsatisfactory outcome. On the contrary, unlimited choice may lead to confusion, regret of the alternatives not taken, and indifference in an unstructured existence; and the illusion that choosing an object or a course leads necessarily to control of that object or course can cause psychological problems.
Do you know what I wish for? To have a few of these.
"I am unknown to the norm world and known to many i live among many like me o also feed on them lol"
Uh. What the hell is that? I mean... why would you introduce yourself in this matter?
"Im to complex to describe.It takes some time to understand.If you have the patients."
Patients? Why does stright jackets come to mind? Me in a nurse uniform leading him down a hall, telling him he is in the norm world now.
*grins*
"Does it matter?"
Does it matter? Why do people like this even join this site. Why make the effort to make a account if you are not going to do something with it?
"I,m tall n white.. like snow nobody that try 2 kill me has survied"
O.o
Why do I even look at these?
"Hair long brown hair
Eyes they change color
I'm single , i'm bad , i never back down on a dare.
I'm a girl that is not like any other and i'm not afraid to meet."
And she is coming to a TV near you!! On the news as a missing teen... yes sir. Soon!
Hell... just makes you want to slap them and the parents.
"There are many people who think thay know me but they do not know me s they thought. I am the most unpredictable thing you will ever meet, I garenee that! The two things i love is BLOOD and Pain. i could not imagine liveing without eather one so i don't."
Is it just strange how putting my old icon back on make me feel better. I grew tired of looking at my eyes. Anyway....
Talked to the Caracel last night a little, telling her how much I was loving House Eternal. It started out slow ( that was me, not them ) but now I am loving it. :) Of course having the ability to edit my posting helps. Trust me... I never reread them till later and see my spelling errors. Well- you might as my journal is the same way.
The people are nice, but have the edge of strength that makes you feel safe and protected. And birra is willing to help me when I screw up my laptop. And in the simple way that I can understand. lol :) I would read journals of how House are family, and I am starting to see what they meant by that. Thank you Images for letting me in.
I read the vampbox with the member bitching about his profile being taken to the other sites without permission, and was left scratching my head. Sorry- but I don't pay attention to this site all that much. :) Then News was posted and I knew what the buzz was. I went and looked. The Sci fi one I am looking forward to seeing. The supernatural one looks like fun. The others seem to be different side of the same coin that VR is, but will wait to see what Cancer has up his sleeve.
The dating one.... Hmmm. Don't see me spending to much time on it. I hope we can remove our profile from that one. :)
I do LOVE that membership travels with you. I mean...for $26.00 you get the perks of all the sites. Can we say the price of membership is a huge value that way. Hell- the $26 is worth it just for lurking to me.
That my profile was taken and placed on other sites? Well.... as they are owned and operated by the same man, I don't have a problem. Now if he sold me to someone else, then I would be having a fuss. But we all know his security is top notch here so I don't worry about being on another of his.
And I see the other sites as ones I will enjoy looking at, even if I do not stay on them. Hell- 4 accounts on here is all I can handle.
As far as the privacy issue of your profile going to another site that you did not agree to.... Come on. I use to have a member of VR who use to email me all kinds of "Going to hell slut" comments from my sex stories here. Anyone can read our profile and journals, and we are open now to them. Have I said of late how much I LOVE private journal entry? :)
As the others sites we are talking about are gothic related- what is the bitch? If he had taken you and put you on a BDSM site- then you have a reason to bitch.
I myself am looking forward to the first of the year and visiting when he has them up and running. As I said- I will not spend much time on them, but its nice to see growth of the Site and the goal Cancer has for it. He has my support.
Found this as a comment on my profile. Sure she meant it in a nice way.
Date: 10:29:25 - Nov 23 2007
Rating: 10
Comment: Thank you for stopping by my page Kindred...Seeing such songs like Maggie May and Do ya think Im sexy made me smile as I grew up listening to my dear Father sing those songs...
10
xMitsix
Your FATHER? O.o
*rat goes to bed, late night at my age is bad for me*
"a raving mad person who wants to get on bored with some hot girls from ages 13-15"
Now- is he bored with hot girls? o.o
Then one from Morehead, Ky. *sigh*
"I'm short."
O.o
"cant think of any thing just yet, but I think I'm human"
Wow- a human on a vampire site. *snorts*
"i was once a normal man but whats is normal any more when i say you die!!"
See... that is what you get when you join this site. LOL
Why oh why do I read these things?????
ANYway.... joke from sister email. :)
Actual Fast Food Job Application
This is an actual job application someone submitted at a fast-food establishment........
NAME: Greg Bulmash
DESIRED POSITION: Reclining. Ha ha. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place.
DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle.
EDUCATION: Yes.
LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle management hostility.
SALARY: Less than I'm worth.
MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes.
REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked.
HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any.
PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?: Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment.
MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?: If I had one, would I be here?
DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 LBS?: Of what?
DO YOU HAVE A CAR?: I think the more appropriate question here would be "Do you have a car that runs?"
HAVE YOU RECEIVED ANY SPECIAL AWARDS OR RECOGNITION?:
I may already be a winner of the Publishers Clearinghouse Sweepstakes.
DO YOU SMOKE?: Only when set on fire.
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE DOING IN FIVE YEARS?: Living in the Bahamas with a fabulously wealthy super model who thinks I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, I'd like to be doing that now.
DO YOU CERTIFY THAT THE ABOVE IS TRUE AND COMPLETE TO THE BEST OF YOUR KNOWLEDGE?: No, but I dare you to prove otherwise.
Today went well, having some fun with my sisters and mom when my Aunt called. She was at the hospital - heart trouble. AKA her not taking her meds. *sigh*
Had to wake Dad up from his nap to go to her but he did not stay long. He returned and said she was in a raw butt mood, grumpy and snippy. He said her son arrived from out of town so he came home. Asked if he did not think he should of stayed, he said no. Dad hates hospital and Doctors.
Sister said we should not punish the children for the actions of the parent. He asked her why not. I could not help it and said "Because people don't hold it against me." O.o
As one - they all turned to look at me, stun. Then Mom laughted, and all of them joined in. Gosh.... I meant it as a joke.
Seems most people just don't get my humor.
Oh well......
:) Belly is stuffed and I am going to rate a little to try and catch up for the week I was gone, then to bed.
Missed my puppy today badly. We was watching movies and I was on the floor, thinking of how I would use her as a pillow. I even missed her snoring, and the "WMD gas attacks" farts she would launch at me. lol :)
I just wished she was here. But I am thankful she is not hurting anymore, so....
Anyway- hope all had a lovley day with loved ones.
Reading up on my favorite journals after spending a few hours rating (gods- I missed that the most about VR, as I am soooo relaxed right now) and come upon my sister Elemental journal.
I read her Vow of Silence.
*Rat snorts, and laughs out loud*
Oh honey- you would not make it half a day....unless you was asleep those hours. Wait- does snoring count?
Took my mother to the doctor today. We was sitting in the waiting room when the electric went out. Mom started to worry as she is walking with a walker now, and unable to do the two flights down the stairway. We waited, then got in to see the doctor. (1 1/2 after her apt. time, I don't mind to bitch about.)
Talked of her kidney and the problems she is having. Been a while since I had to take mom to the doctor as I am not the medical person in the family. Sounds like mom is having problems and they are trying to find the right meds to help. Lets hope they do.
We sit with the doctor, and I asked if they was a way out the front of the building (less stairs) and being told no. Mom tells me she did not think she could do the stairs, her legs would give out on her. I could tell she was getting upset, about her weakness?? or fear of falling and hurting herself? or both.
I sit and watch my mom try her best to not cry, upset that she could not do the stairs, but what else can we do? The elevator would not work. I told the doctor we would need help, and chairs at the landings to let her rest. Did not help the stairways backup lights was not working so it was a dark pit.
But it was all I could think of. Flashlights, three nurses and we started out the door...to only have the electric come on just then. Mom eyes was full of tears as I think she was afraid of the stairs. She is 79 years old.
I started to joke with her to try and cheer her up, and the nurses joined in. "Come on Mom- keep it moving. Let's get the elevator before the electric goes out again." She laugh and said she was running- just in her own way.
I started to sing- "Rolling rolling rolling, keep that walker rolling..." ZThe nurses started to sing with me, and mom was happy again.
I don't like it when mommy is sad.
Dad had a run in with a tailgate on one of the trucks, but the black bruises have left his face, the cut at his eye still there. The bad deep cut on the pinky finger will be weeks to heal as they can not stich it up.
My face hurts from this fake smile I wear for you.
You who had the "better then you" attitute toward me.
You who has asked so much more then I have to give.
You who loves to make the sly remarks about me.
I keep chanting the old saying of "You get more with honey then vinegar".
I give you the fake smile, sitting there thinking of how very much I would like to shove the bee hive up your ass.
I ask you... is that a way to feel about someone?
*sigh*
Note- This is about a real life customer that loves to throw her money around, making my life hell. But that is ok.... my bills are paid by people like her.
Dad tells me of his time in the Marines during the Korean war. He drove a truck hauling weapons at Camp Pendleton, CA. Up before the sun, and driving a cargo you DO NOT want to have a accident in.
He tells of a day he was coming back onto the base when he was stopped for inspection. Back in those days he had to leave te base, travel Hwy #101 Coast to the docks. He was writen up for having dust on his shoes.
He walks into the motor pool and goes to find his commander to tell him that he would not be in the next day, giving him the paper. He had to do kitchen duty. Dad said the man looked him in the eye and told him to go home and report as normal at 4:30am, that he would see he had no kitchen duty. But he also told Dad to spend some time polishing his shoes. :)
Dad said they only had about 10 or so men who drove these trucks so he had it easy, in a way. He was always on time, never drunk, and was treated very well. As he and my mother lived off base, if he had trouble with his car he could take it to the motor pool and they would work on it for him as he did his run. He was to have no excuss for not being at work.
As he would say "Kept my nose clean and it made me who I am today." He still wish he had stayed in but he still serves the military, just in a different way now.
Happy Veterans Day to my Daddy, and to all those that gave to keep us safe.
Oh Puppy! You will get a laugh out of this one. :)
13:29 Nov 12 2007 Times Read: 1,766
This weekend I found a mouse in my house. Not just any mouse, but a brave little mouse. Cutting a piece of pie, I cleaned up, but left the knife on the counter and went back to the livingroom. Now- my kitchen and livingroom are open to each other, so when I hear something moving in the kitchen I look up to see the mouse- licking the knife. I clap my hands and the little shit looked up at me like I was being rude, then continued licking. I got as far as the dishdrainer to get a pot when he ran off.
Sunday night Cat was sitting on the couch as I was telling her of the mouse when we hear a noise from the kitchen. "Connie- he is in my sink. That is the fork on the plate I had." And sure enough- we look over just in time to see its hop/run along my counter top to the stove, and down he went into the burner hole. EWWW!
Leaving the Cat (NOTE- Doesn't cat catch mouse? lol ) I go to the local grocery store and get a glue pad, only thing they have but for poison and I did not want dead rat stink in my house. About this time Nita (birdy) shows up and we tell her the tale. ( NOTE- Both of these are hunters of the mouse/rat clan. )
We leave for dinner as I sure the heck was not cooking till little mouse dude was gone and I cleaned with some bleach water. Returning we found a little mouse caught in the trap. Me going "EWWW.... someone throw it out." Connie saying she knows why she always got the little house type glue pad. The Birdy step up and she took the mouse away, outside.
:) Thank you Nita. I will not even tell them about the time you called me on the phone, standing on your couch, ringing a bell because you saw a mouse in your house. The bell ringing was to keep it away, you see. (Let me do that for you--- reachs back and slaps the back of my own head.) LOL Oh come on... I have not talked about you in my journal in weeks. :)
Then we seattle down to watch a movie- Ratatouille. What else?
O.O Had a dream of a wave of rat's running into my bedroom, and me standing on the bed, shooting at them with my handgun. Ends up me waking up after I run out of bullets, and they are biting at my toes.
Ewww!
Good news- the second trap I left out had nothing in it this morning. Yeah! Maybe my mouse trouble is over. :)
So you know the phone problems I had this morning? Called into the phone company and had a hissy fit as it was affecting all but the fax line now. They are to be here by 7:00 pm today to fix it. Sorry- but three cells are not going to cut it for the office.
Well- around 10:00 am my ADT man pulls into the parking lot. He comes in and I explain the problem. He tells me he is here to do the monthly check only, but will look at it.
I love this guy. Robert is great, funny and so very sweet. He loves to talk about his family, and you can just tell he is a great dad. So he listens to me – how the phone kills the one line, but then it rolls over and takes the other line. He tells me they have…ok he uses technical terms, but the way I understood it… the ADT system gets the phone line first, then it rolls over to us. That way the system can check itself every few hours, and how it would “take” the phone line in case the system is triggered.
When the phone company came to fix my one phone jack, they did not let it go to ADT first, so it is reading a fault, and taking my other line to catch it. Meaning the alarm is going to go off, and I have no phone line that works. Gosh…who knew it was such a big deal? He asked when the phone company is coming as he would have to be here to. Called ADT and phone company and its Tuesday of next week if I needed to set a appointment time for a meeting with ADT.
Robert said to let him go look. He went outside to the box where the buried lines are, comes back in and checks my jack and tells me he sees the problem. Five minutes later I have an alarm that works, and phones. Can we say he is going to get a huge Christmas gift from us this year? He finished testing the system and off her went, with me saying thanks all the way.
Then about two hours later I hear the office door open and I look up to see two men coming in. Dressed nicely I wished I had worn something better then the jeans and baggy sweater I had on. Asking how I can help them I learn one is the new sales rep for ADT. I asked if he was here about my problem, and I could tell he had no ideal what I was talking about. He was here just to say hello and to visit. First salesman I have seen from ADT, but ok.
He introduced me to the other man, who was a big wig out of the main office, he held out his hand to shake. Wishing I had gotten out of bed to put makeup on instead of sleeping those extra 15 minutes, I took his hand. “Your company is a long time customer of ADT.” I said “Really?” “In fact you are the second oldest customer with us in Eastern Kentucky.” “Really?” *sigh* Yes- me at my best. “The oldest private held company.” Ok- I bite my lip to stop staying really. So what did I say instead? “Hhh.” *rolls eyes* Sometimes my own stupidity makes me cry.
Spent the next half an hour talking to the nice men. We talked of the old systems we had in the past, about the wonderful Robert, and how he fix my phones so I did not have to wait till Tuesday. And the one “Main Office” guy asked me what was wrong with the phone. I told him, and he repeated the same brainy stuff Robert did to me. So… business suit knew his stuff. That was nice to know.
Anyway…. How freaky is that? And they never tried to sale me anything. :) How strange.
Did I call the phone company to cancel the work orders for today and Tuesday? Well see… I have the service agreement on the lines, so… I think I will let them waste their time coming over here so I can tell them ADT fixed the problem that they made. Mean of me? Duh.
A man finally gets his prescription for Viagra. Eager to try it out, he takes one as soon as he gets home, and waits for his wife to come home from work, but in his excitement he forgets and leaves the package open on the table and his parrot eats all of them. Seeing the results and panicking the man grabs the bird and stuffs him into the freezer to cool off.
Unfortunately, his Viagra kicks in just as his wife
comes home and it is hours later before he remembers the parrot . He runs and looks
in the freezer expecting the worst, only to find the bird breathing heavily, drained with sweat
and totally exhausted.
"What happened?" the man asks. "You were in there for hours and yet you're not only alive but you're sweating like crazy?"
The parrot pants, "Man, have you ever tried to pry apart the legs a frozen chicken?"
6:50 am and picked up the phone to make a call from work. My phone is new as one of the lines in my office been having problems for over two weeks. I have two lines but keep one seperated on a portable as Dad uses it... and I walk around a lot, doing stuff on the phone.
First- thinking it was the portable phone. So I pulled out a "extra" from the storage closet. That did not work.
New battery for that phone and....nothing.
Then a brand new phone... nothing.
Took the phone into the other office and it works so it's a problem with the jack. O.o Hey- slow week for my brain.
Sister took care of gettting the phone company out, as I have maintance on the line on my bill.
He accused us of "play around" with the phone jack. The dust covered one that is blocked by the side of my desk that had to be moved so he could reach it phone jack? O.o
Pointed out I used the old cord from the phone, so I have not touched the damn thing. And I was playing with it for... what reason??
Now, this morning, when you pickup my phone and use that line, it kicks off the ADT security system.
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Lesson learned- never piss off the phone repair guy...
i just wanna chill wit an intresting girl some one adventureous and just likes to chill dont like to argue but dont make me mad but dont wanna type so id rather hear from u
Just makes you want to see if he talks that stupid, doesn't it?
I swear I am getting mean on my rating. I am handing out #1 left and right.
Why? What for?
Ones are for the profiles that are "one" lines-
I will get back to this.
Ask
I am to cool to talk.
Why?
Sexy, single, and love vampires.
*rolls eyes*
Or if, as I take a gander of the profile and I see cuss words every four or five word...
"Fuck this shit. Why do you assholes want to know? I will cut you if you fucking start with me."
Yeap- Those are #1's for me.
But I do say if you update I will rerate. Funny- no one I have rerated kept the profile that got them a low rate. I guess if you care enough to stay, you learn what is more approved on this site.
Is that people just appeasing the members of the site? To get...? What? Better rates? Friends? To hope for power? To dance the game that is VR?
Or (and this is the one I hope for) do they realise you do not have to be so defensive?
Then you have those like me. I had a very open, sweet profile when I first joined. Then it went sweet, but guarded. Now its more of a warning.
Guess it worked backwards for me. I learned of the game, and do not want to play. I have been told I am in a "click" and that just makes me smile.
You really don't know me if you think that. Game are not something I play....at least not on a website that is turned off with a push of a button.
How about a cheese of the month club? ( Don't you dare. lol )
A big bag of sunflower seeds for my birdies outside?
Some candles?
Gift Cert from Amazon, QVC, or Mac makeup?
A new purse? (Still lust after the red one)
*Rat thinks really hard*
Ok- Here is what I want. I will take him-
Dig in chocolate a week before my monthly time (I can just see KCRC going EWWWW!) That way I will be craving chocolate like its going out of style, and horny as hell.
He was foaled at Golden Chance Farms in Kentucky in 1975. His sire, Old Bob Bowers, was a moderate racer known more for his bad disposition than his racing prowess. After being sold two or three times for amounts that showed no one believed he was worth anything, and displeased with his temperment that made him nearly uncontrollable off the track or in his stall, a owner decided to geld him with the hope it would calm him down a bit.
It just made him more of a winner. Watch this video and see how he would come from the back, 5th or 6th place even, and at the last minute he would fly past the other horses. This was a horse made to win. Its heaven to see how he would fly.
A injury forced his retirment at ten years old - but the record he left is why statues of this great race horse is all over Kentucky. John Henry's retirement home was the Kentucky Horse Park in Lexington, Ky. Euthanized on October 8, 2007, at the age of 32 due to the infirmities of old age he is now buried beside the paddock where he spent 22 years in retirement enjoying a life of leisure.
John Henry's final record was 83 starts, 39 wins, 15 seconds, and 9 thirds with $6.5 million in earnings. He won seven Eclipse awards from 1980 through 1984 including Horse of the Year twice. At the time of his retirement, he was the highest money earning thoroughbred of all time. And today still holds the most money won by a gelden.
Not bad for a horse that was sold for $900.00 the first time, huh? He had spunk, showing folks that he could do what they said he could not do.
What happen to the days when Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas was three different holidays?
When you went shopping for the spooky costume, then for that ugly paper turkey that you fanned out, held together by paperclips. After Thanksgiving- the stores would start to put out the Christmas trees and decorations.
Now- I can find a rubber skull mask, turkey designs on cloth napkins, and lights for the Christmas tree all at once.
I think they should just call it Hallthanksmas.
*sigh*
If I feel better in the morning I plan to write a story. :) Been a long time coming. Hope my eyes are better, able to look at words longer then ten minutes before blurry.
What's your inner power? (Girls only sorry. Beautiful anime pictures, lengthy results)
Understanding- Your inner power is Understanding! Lifes many mysteries have become your ultimate goal to work out. You are neither a good or bad person, just very neutral, very stable. You look down on nothing or anyone, merely observe their point of view and make no judgments. You can be seen as very shadowy and uncertain in what you believe in to an outsider, but this isnt always true. You simply dont flaunt your views around. You have a few, close friends who rely on you, and love you for the way your never scorn for the way they live their lives. You are very caring and would make a great mother, seeing you always try to help those who come to you for your aid. You are extremely hard to anger, and yet when you are, your forgiveness is hard to gain. You are loyal, secretive, very quiet and often impassive, with few able to break around the wall that you built to protect yourself. Not everyone acknowledges you even exist, but you dont really care. As long as you have your close friends by your side, you are right to go. Although they might not voice it, many people long to have your ability to accept change as well as what cant be changed. Dont ever let others bring you down, because you are truly special, and those who have the courage to venture passed your walls of silence will only regret not having tried to befriend you sooner. Boy/Girl who will sweep you off your feet: The mysterious boy/girl. The one who no one knows much about. You are attracted to him/her by the secrecy around him/her, and he/she loves how stable and unjudging you are. Your stone/jewel: Sapphire Your power: Life. The ability to bring those who have died back to life, as well as bring life back into those who have lost all hope. Your element: Lunar A quote that applies to you: "Do not be 'against' anything. Being 'against' weakens you. Be 'for' what you want. Being 'for' empowers you."Take this quiz!
Ever heard of Bill Engvall? He is a comedian who had a few songs released. Best known for the “Here’s Your Sign.” dialogue. He had a song by that name that went like this:
“I just hate stupid people.
They should have to wear signs that just say I'm stupid.
That way you wouldn't rely on them, would you?
You wouldn't ask them anything. It would be like, "Excuse me...oops,
never mind"
"I didn't see your sign."
My favorite one he did was this as I would SOOOO love to use it on people:
”My wife and I moved from Texas to California our house was full of boxes and there was a u-Haul truck in our driveway. My friend comes over and says, "Hey, You moving?"
"Nope.We just pack our stuff up once or twice a week. Just to see how many boxes it takes.Here's your sign."
I was thinking of him as I spent a little time in the main forum early this morning.
“Who took pictures at Bat Day?”
Bat day? Gah! I miss out on all the cool memos.
Sorry- did I miss the request to know if you knew what Bat Day was? Heeerrreee’s your sign! “Stupid”
“Meditation Trouble” A lovely thread ruin by
“everytime i try i get intrupted”
*sigh* Heeereeee’s your sign! “Dumb fuck”
“Count down to my Birthday- 22 days.”
I loved Requiem answer to this one: “Cool! In 22 days post a birthday thread.” *smirk* Heeerrreee’s your sign! “WTF?”
“If you are in dare need of understanding paranormal ideas, don’t hesitate to contact me.”
Requiem answer “Umm Please don’t hesitate to read the forum posting guidelines.”
*smiles* Heeerrreeee’s your sign! “You got served!”
Third Eye- is it to see the future, spirit world, read minds, or to see the unseen? Answer of “What is the function of the third eye?
i really want to know. Piz let me know if anyone knows it.
o.o Heeerrrreee’s your sign. “Dumb as a dry up pile of shit.”
Shadow people. Any one seen them, know what they are?
“never have seen them.”
Heeeerrreee’s your sign! “NO sharp tool in this shed!”
And last one:
What does everyone think about House/Coven forum thread counting as post? “Okay, I am stupid, there is Coven threads?”
Understanding- Your inner power is Understanding! Lifes many mysteries have become your ultimate goal to work out. You are neither a good or bad person, just very neutral, very stable. You look down on nothing or anyone, merely observe their point of view and make no judgments. You can be seen as very shadowy and uncertain in what you believe in to an outsider, but this isnt always true. You simply dont flaunt your views around. You have a few, close friends who rely on you, and love you for the way your never scorn for the way they live their lives. You are very caring and would make a great mother, seeing you always try to help those who come to you for your aid. You are extremely hard to anger, and yet when you are, your forgiveness is hard to gain. You are loyal, secretive, very quiet and often impassive, with few able to break around the wall that you built to protect yourself. Not everyone acknowledges you even exist, but you dont really care. As long as you have your close friends by your side, you are right to go. Although they might not voice it, many people long to have your ability to accept change as well as what cant be changed. Dont ever let others bring you down, because you are truly special, and those who have the courage to venture passed your walls of silence will only regret not having tried to befriend you sooner. Boy/Girl who will sweep you off your feet: The mysterious boy/girl. The one who no one knows much about. You are attracted to him/her by the secrecy around him/her, and he/she loves how stable and unjudging you are. Your stone/jewel: Sapphire Your power: Life. The ability to bring those who have died back to life, as well as bring life back into those who have lost all hope. Your element: Lunar A quote that applies to you: "Do not be 'against' anything. Being 'against' weakens you. Be 'for' what you want. Being 'for' empowers you."Take this 
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