Coffeebration

For those of us (me) with an old version of Movable Type and a refusal to pay in order to upgrade to have unlimited weblogs … I had to seek an alternative way to block spammers from my site. I think the new version of Movable Type has some type of blacklist for comment spammers, but I’m a loser. Anyways, I have this nifty new plugin called “MT-Captcha” and I finally got it to work! Please don’t ask me for help because I have no idea how I finally got it to work. There is little to no help available anywhere for this plugin … so if you follow the directions and it still doesn’t work … then you have to become inventive, investigative, and put on that thinking cap! Anyways … check out my comments. Now you have to enter a security code before you can post. Sorry for the hassle … but I spent nearly three hours deleting over 1000 comments from Texas hold’em poker and Penis Elongators. And now I can spend the rest of my night working on a new pretty design for my page. Until then … peace out and I hope you all get sore throats! Sickness … rah rah rah!

I feel tired, but I can’t seem to fall asleep. Of course this happens to me quite frequently and maybe it wouldn’t happen if I had not had nearly an entire pot of coffee today. I really hope I get a new coffee maker for Christmas, *hint hint*, but if Todd did not buy me one, then I guess I will have to buy myself one.

Only 2.5 days of work this week! I’m greatly excited, although my vacation will not be a long one. It is so warm and toasty in my apartment, and I dread the fact that in less than 8 hours I must venture into the snowy arctic weather and trudge to work without a proper pair of boots. Again, I will just wear some dangerous heels and pray that I do not fall and break my leg, as icy snow finds its way into my trouser socks and dampens my feet. And again, at the end of the day I will come home and have stinky feet. Oh joy, Oh joy. I will buy a pair of warm winter boots eventually, and leave another pair of shoes at work … or just wear my boots all day. I think I would rather just wear warm fuzzy boots all day. Although I will have to buy platform boots because all of my pants are tailored to reach approximately 1/4 inch above my heels. Boots would cause my pants to drag along the ground … unless I tucked my pants into the boots. In that case my pants would become wrinkled and crusty, so that is not a good idea either. Or I could just invest in an entire work wardrobe of skirts and dresses. However, that is a bad idea because I have to keep my legs covered … its a religious thing. In my religion, the showing of ones legs in public represents devil worshipping. And if I represented devil worshipping, my fellow worshippers would dig my eyeballs out with a fork and serve them to pigs for their dinner. I don’t want that, so no leg-showing outfits for me.

And that is all, until I regain sanity. Have a great day!

Looks like ex-roommate/landlord is finally getting a taste of what happens when you don’t pay your bills. Finally, I can rest assured that I was not completely crazy when I lived there.

And even more … he has a new listing for it on roommates.com, saying that it is available on January 1st. Renters be warned!

Click on link below, scroll to #221.

Allegheny County Sheriff Sale Ads

I might just show up to see who bids on it. Heehee.

I can’t take it anymore, I’m totally paranoid about my packages being stolen now, and it doesn’t help that there are like 4 more things on the way. One is coming on Monday via Fed-Ex, and apparently I have a signature release on file, so Fed-Ex always just sort of leaves my packages at my door. I’m not overly concerned about that because Fed-Ex always leaves my package between my two doors … not in the front of the house where the Christmas Assbags eagerly wait to steal packages. Two packages are coming USPS and the company is a completely outdated and unable to even provide USPS tracking numbers, nor are they able to email me when my package has been shipped. Their customer service is ridiculous and even though neither of my items had been shipped yet, I was unable to upgrade my shipping to a trackable service (i.e. UPS, Fed-Ex). So I went to the Post Office and requested all of my mail to be held there until January 1st. In addition I have put big signs everywhere that says not to leave my USPS packages here and to leave them at the Post Office as directed. My other packages are arriving on Monday to me at work, so that is not a problem.

In other glorious Holiday News: All of my Christmas Shopping done, with the exception of some Apricot Brandy for my grandpa which I will buy tomorrow. I have wrapping paper, bows, and tape … everything I need to wrap presents in. I just realized that I have no proper boxes to put the presents in. Stores are definitely lacking in providing gift-boxes this year. I didn’t get one anywhere. Nobody even asked me if I wanted gift boxes.

Yesterday I went to the mall to do some shopping (for myself). I was growing tired of my GoodWill collection of clothing so I decided to buy a few new things for myself. I hated all clothes at every store. All of the shirts were the ones that barely cover your shoulders but have this big overlap thing on it, like you are wearing a big chunk of garland over your shoulders. I hate those shirts. This girl I know wears a different color of one every day and I hate her and therefore I will never be caught dead in a shirt like that. Every time I see one I think of her and want to cut out her voice-box. I hate the way she talks. She thinks she is a valley girl or something. Someone asked me about her one day. She was like “Is she from California?” It was sooo funny. She is from here, and nobody can figure out where she got her extremely annoying voice from. Like “Oh my Gawwd!” I hear it at least 30 times a day. Sorry, you aren’t 15 anymore.

Anyways, I found two pairs of acceptable pants and one shirt. Sadly I bought the shirt from the old woman section. The “career” and “juniors” section has the most disgusting clothes I’ve ever seen. I shopped at Lazarus and JCPenney’s. Forget Aeropostale or ooh … they have a Delias at the mall now. Those stores are way too cool for me. I don’t feel comfortable walking around with a see through scarf-belt or a way trendy shaul that makes me look like a gnome. I look completely stupid in anything trendy … as do most people who think that they are cool by wearing it. I can’t even find a normal sweater. Every sweater was this paper-thin see through sweater material with a shirt under it to complement the V-neck that goes down in-between your boobs. Maybe that is cool for someone with smaller boobs, but mine stick out a bit too much to look cool in that. And how the hell do you wash something like that? With a toothbrush and a hair-dryer? And what is up with the huge fake flower pins attached to every single shirt, or the v-neck shirts that have a “V” in the front and back. I tried one on and the V in the back went half way down my pastly white back. Yes, that is attractive in the middle of the winter. I guess I have to get a fake tan before I can wear that.

I can’t stand clothes. I hope nobody buys me any for Christmas because I will just hate them. My grandma always buys me normal sweaters from LLBean and I like those. That is about all I like though.

I’m done ranting now. I have to go do something before my day is over and I have to go to bed and sleep, just so I can go to work tomorrow and learn all about this “huge project” I have to be involved with. Don’t these people understand that I hate responsibility and involvement of any kind! Obviously not, I guess I will have to educate them on the rules of working with me.

Following up on my previous entry, Amazon is replacing my order, no charge, no questions asked … and giving me expedited shipping so I get it by Christmas.

And I am having it delivered to work so no jerks can steal my stuff.

Thank You Amazon, for saving Christmas and for preserving my joyous Christmas spirit.

If you ever need the secret Amazon customer service number, just ask me!

I think Santa has it out for me this year. No matter what I do something has to happen to make me mad at Christmas.

Today I am extremely pissed off at someone. I don’t know who yet. I don’t know if I ever will. To make my long venting pissed off story simple, I will not ramble. I will just state the facts.

I ordered $100 worth of stuff from Amazon.
It was delivered VIA USPS on Sunday (yes Sunday … Chrismas schedule).
I confirmed with the Post Office and the delivery guy that it was delivered here.
It is not where it is supposed to be. It is nowhere.
I talked to a guy who lives in my building and he saw the package on Sunday, even remarking – yes I saw a package for (insert my name) – it was from Amazon.
I did not mention Amazon, so I know it was there.
It is no longer there.
My Chrismas presents were stolen.
I am very upset.

The End.

It is Friday boys & girls. That means that tomorrow is Saturday and I have nothing to do! Yay! And that also means that I only work until 4:00 today. I’m at home on my lunch break, celebrating Christmas of course.

Tomorrow I may go Christmas shopping. I don’t know where I am going to shop at, but maybe I’ll figure it out sometime. I can’t wait for the day to be over. I have made a list of 13 things I need to get done before the end of the day. Nine of them probably won’t happen because it requires cooperation of others, which I do not see happening. I can get my four independent projects done … maybe. I’d be happy if two of the other things on my list of 9 got accomplished. I would be really happy if all 9 happened, but it won’t.

I’m supposed to be on a diet but I just ate potato chips. I have no will-power. I suck. Yell at me, please. I guess I could probably go puke and just be a binge-eating bulimic person, but puking is nasty … plus my tummy would probably just be hungry again. Actually one time I got sick and puked up potato chips and it was nasty. I didn’t eat very many of them, but it was still really gross because it was trying to come out and it was just this really thick mush that was stuck in my throat and all through my mouth. I hope you weren’t eating something just now. If so, sorry … I should have headed this paragraph with a disclaimer that you may feel queasy after reading it, but I’m just rambling as I go along. I had no intention of writing about that until my fingers began typing it.

Well, I must get back to work but have a happy weekend … I will be exercising off my fat butt and then spending the rest of my time sitting on my butt, playing the Sims, shopping, or sleeping. Bye!

It is officially the month of Christmas and we should all celebrate! I am getting very depressed at work from having to suppress my Christmas spirit for 7 hours a day. Every day that it is not blustering death outside I plan to come home and dance around with my Christmas lights on my lunch break.

Some jerk has bombed my website with comments about some texas party poker crap. Ummm, die please. There are now about 650 comments (mostly all in my old entries) but they are pissing me off. And moveable type is not set up to mass delete comments. You have to click on each one to delete it. And this faggot or this faggot program, or whatever is doing it has been doing so since November 30th. And has done it every day. So … I assume that it is going to continue until I die. AND, every single comment has some random different IP address, so I can’t even use the “block IP address” feature. Any suggestions? Please let me know.

So, I’m sure I have lots to talk about. First I will discuss the wonderful luncheon I went to yesterday. Please read my previous entry if you do not know what I am talking about because I do not feel like repeating myself. Anyways, it was quite interesting. Surprisingly all of the women were nice and this woman’s house was insane. The house itself wasn’t spectacular. I was expecting some ornate mansion, but it was just your typical ranch-style home, and of course it was completely remodeled and landscaped to look really awesome. The inside looked like an interior decorator’s dream. It was filled with art. Art, sculptures, statues, everywhere. Plush carpet, glass tables with weird balls underneath. It was really nice, and the style was very modern. I liked the house very much. It was a little too much in some places, but what I liked about it was that everything was “cute”, not that contemporary art crap … like cool modern-hip stuff. Like the Sims.

After the lunch-deal a co-worker and I did some grocery shopping and then we went to this place that is kind of like bath and body works, but not really … and somehow I got free nail polish because she signed me up for the nail polish club. I hate nail-polish by the way and I really really tried to not get it, but she was like “you can’t pass up free stuff!” But it is red, so maybe I can use it for one of my Christmas arts and crafts projects. So after wasting time before going back to work, I went back to work and wanted to die. I hate being so busy all the time.

I got a credit-card again without even applying. Unless I have a split personality or I just forget that I do things sometimes. I don’t trust myself with credit cards, so I don’t have any. I used to but I maxed them all out and was a jobless college student that couldn’t even make my minimum payments on them. Eventually the finance charges caused them to get maxed out, and I started racking up these over-limit charges and I was freaking out. I’m really not good at finances … figures that I would have a degree in Finance! Anyways, my days of stupidity are hopefully over. I’ve paid most of them off, and I have a balance on one of them, but its not much. I cut the cards into tiny pieces and forced myself to un-memorize the card numbers. I still didn’t trust myself so I called them up and cancelled the cards.

Anyways, I am going to get this card because the interest rate is pretty low and its a Visa. I will only use it for emergencies, honestly. And I’m pretty lucky that I didn’t get myself into a lot of trouble and ruin my credit. Credit cards are EVIL! Attention college freshmen: do not sign up for credit cards to get free t-shirts. The false sense of having money only lasts for a small amount of time until you realize you have to pay it back. And the shirts are really ugly. However, Debit cards are really handy … they are practically like credit cards except you can’t spend more than you have. Definitely the best invention of the century!