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says MarissaD at 2/28/2002 10:51:00 AM
February 23, 2002
Hehe ... Misti showed me some pics of Amanda's new doggy, Nancy, who was named after Nancy Reagan and Nancy Sinatra. Here are some pics of Nancy and Carson disagreeing. If you remember Carson from my posts over a year ago when I had the black and white design. Probably not. Anyway here they are.
Well, I have my apartment now. It is cool. I am at Misti's right now. I'm consoling her with some Coors Light. Oh so wrong, but oh so right. We're enjoying our time. Reminiscing old Poopaw times. :( I miss Poopaw. I will miss seeing him on the lawn waving at me everyday when I drive by. He was Misti's paw, but he was my paw too. :'( :::end.:::
So yeah, I've moved in to my new apartment, which by the by, ROCKS MY FACE OFF!!! Vaulted ceilings, washer/dryer included, new appliances, huge balcony and storage room, huge closet all for VERY cheap considering the area it's in. Have I already talked about this? I forget. From the walkway of my front door, I have a really great view of some skyrises. Not the Dallas skyline, mind you, but a really great view. I've visited a few times. Work is going great. Making good friends with the chicks I work with, Kelly and Laurie. They're cool. Also enjoying the "job" environment. I just like having something to do where I am rewarded with money which will pay my bills. And I feel needed and important. Both things I need right now. Yay. Okay I'm going to go ... call.. some people now. lol I'm sure I'll blog about this later. Not so smart. Okay bye.
says MarissaD at 2/23/2002 05:47:00 PM
February 20, 2002
Half way moved in. Yay. The guy next door came out to have a smoke to see who was moving in next door. He seems cool even though the only time he talked was when I tripped at the stairs, he asked if I was ok. I have a really cool view of part of the city from my stairs. I also have a really cool view of the balcony across the way from my balcony. I can probably jump from mine to theirs. Kinda funny.
The best thing in the world is driving by the skyline while eating an Arby's beef and cheddar sandwhich on a regular bun.
Speaking of Arby's, I have to eat there everyday because as I drive away the guy at the drive-thru window says "See you tomorrow." Obviously I'm obligated to go see him tomorrow. It's a good thing I'm in love with their beef and cheddar sandwhich on a regular bun. That is all I've eaten for 3 days. I do love them. I'm so exhausted.
says MarissaD at 2/20/2002 10:43:00 PM
February 19, 2002
I'm not even going to go into how busy I am. But I will go into the fact that I have the keys to a brand new (okay not brand new, but new to me) apartment that is, in all its glory, physically located in the city of Dallas, Texas. I think it's only in Dallas by about a block, but my address is DALLAS, TEXAS. Yippi Skippi!!! The apartment itself is really pretty nice on the inside. All new appliances and a stackable washer and dryer included. Neato new carpet. Neato vaulted ceiling. Neato big balcony and storage room. The outside of the apartment is on the verge of ghetto, but I have covered parking, so I feel safe. There are two pools, a business center with a free fax machine and a "fitness center." I'm not sure what people use these so called "fitness centers" for, but I'm sure they're neat. It's hard for me to believe it's only Tuesday. I have 2 days to move all of my stuff in before I make the drive home to big ole 'Drews to hang out with my Misti. I want to see her and give her a hug and sit on her porch with her. I think Amanda might still be there too. I must go there. I had a lot to blog about earlier today, but now it has all escaped me. I'm thinking about compiling all my Tech Support Modes and putting them on a separate page. I like reading them sometimes. They make me laugh. I need them organized. Yes. In my free time I will do that. Okay bye bye then.
says MarissaD at 2/19/2002 08:35:00 PM
February 18, 2002
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::: For Paw. We love you. :::
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says MarissaD at 2/18/2002 10:24:00 PM
February 17, 2002
Well, I've been extraordinarily busy the last oh, 5 days or so. That is to be expected, what with a new job and driving to Arkansas to move my things back here. I packed, I whined to the apartment manager, I paid, I left. That chapter is officially over and that book, I suppose, is closed and placed onto the shelf. Before my trip to Japan, I bought a little red journal that I have been writing in regularly. It is half full now and I'm starting to wonder if I'm going to have to move into the boring black and white journals for people that write so much they just can't afford the nice cute journals. I guess that would be fine. Easier to keep organized. It just has to fit in my purse. That's all I ask.
Details about the move. I tried to mentally prepare myself for being back there. I had no idea how to do that, but I tried anyway. When I got there, it was pretty emotional. I didn't cry at all, but inside, my emotions were juggling everywhere. I got sucked into the sadness of it all again and it took me the whole day of moving to realize it. I thought he was going to be in town, so of course my mind was going 4 thousand directions while trying to pack things in an organized fashion and load it all into the truck. I didn't find out until after everything was done that he wasn't even there. All I could think of was what a waste of my emotions. Then all I could think of was what a waste. Everything I was doing seemed like such a waste. I put a burden on my mom and aunt by them going to help me move, but they would never see it that way and we had a good time together. Had some laughs. When we got in the car to leave, I just sat and asked myself, why? Why am I worked up over this again? Why am I feeling all of this again? I have a choice here. I can choose to focus on where I'm going and where I'll be in a year and that seems like such a positive thing to focus on. Why am I thinking about the past and feeling sad and rejected and alone all over again? Screw that. It's about moving on and forgetting and making more of myself than what I was then. I wrote most of that in my little red journal and then I smiled and rolled over in the seat and went to sleep for a few hours. Now I'm back, at home, the only place one can call home. Texas. I found my focus when I was sleeping. I think it came back to me when we crossed the state line. It's nice to have that back. It's nice.
Plus when I got back, I read Misti's blog from yesterday and it confirmed the whole moving forward thing. Thanks Mist. I love you too. I'm glad paw is doing better. I miss you. G'night.
says MarissaD at 2/17/2002 11:42:00 PM
February 15, 2002
Second day of work, done! I have to go in tomorrow from like 9-5, so that kinda of stinks because I'm supposed to be going with my mom to Arkansas to move all my crap out of that crap crappity state. We were planning on going up there tomorrow afternoon, moving everything and coming back that night, but now we won't even get there til at least 10ish. Screwed. Now we'll have to stay until Sunday, which for reasons left in my own head, I didn't want to do. Oh well. My dad was also supposed to go, but since we found out we won't be able to come back til Sunday, he decided to stay home. The first race in Nascar is Sunday, afterall. hehe I love my dad. I swear he's not a whitetrash hick at all. He just loves Nascar. Believe it or not, those two things are not synonymous. Anywhoot, job is cool. I'm really ready to know the systems we use well. I found out today that I will be the backup coordinator for two very large organizations and lead coordinator for another very large organization. I will change the names because I'm not supposed to tell anyone. Backup: Moca Mola and the Special Olympus. Lead: Southwest Airliners. Neat. It makes me feel very cool to know I'm important to the success of Cingular. I'm really starting to like the orange too.
says MarissaD at 2/15/2002 07:30:00 PM
February 14, 2002
Back from work..... lala *yawn*. So I got there an entire hour early. It's an hour drive. I thought I needed to leave really early to compensate for the traffic, but it turns out if you leave too early you miss the traffic alltogether. So I got there and decided to go get some breakfast. Then I sat in the breakroom and wrote in my journal about how stupid I felt. Other than that I really think I'll like it here. I'm usually pretty quiet and shy when I know absolutely no one around me, so pretty much everything I said was "yes", "no" or in some form of a question. I'm sure I'll get more chatty when I get to know some of them. The work itself seems pretty easy. Just like any job. Have to learn the systems they use. The cubicle I'm in is the vacant, but not empty, cubicle of the lady who just left for maternity leave. Not empty because all of her stuff was still in the cubicle and I had to clean it all out. Pregnant ladies keep some really weird stuff in their desks.
Oh I will write more later. I'm thrilled with the job but very tired. I'm going to bed.
says MarissaD at 2/14/2002 08:42:00 PM
Going to work! Lalala! Lala! Bye!
says MarissaD at 2/14/2002 05:53:00 AM
February 13, 2002
Woo! I'm testing a webcam at this very single moment! Aim me at PixieTinkerDee if you want info. Probably won't be up for that long, so the odds of someone actually reading this and aiming me for info before I'm offline are very slim. That's ok though!
says MarissaD at 2/13/2002 06:31:00 PM
Yay! Awesome day. I aced all my tests except the College Algebra one. Most of that knowledge was stuck in the back of my brain and I didn't remember how to do most of it until I was half way through that part of the test. Oh well. I don't have to take it again. I passed it and all. Just not an A+ like I did on the rest of the test. Also, I found out that I qualify for about $950 per term in pell grants, so that's tuition I don't have to pay for or pay back! That's awesome! Also got some info on housing and I'll probably move into an apartment next weekend. Woot! Good news all around. But my drivers side door still doesn't lock. Boo. And my left blinker is acting funny. Other than that, good day, good day. Walking around the school and taking the tests and being in that environment made me giddy. I've never been giddy about school. In fact some might say I was always glum and perhaps a tad depressed about it. Looks like that has changed. Sweet lovely perspective says my old friend. Now I'm going to hang out with my cousin and my aunt for a little bit, then I'll drive home, then I'll probably pass out by 8, but that's good considering I have to be up by 5. Oi. 5.
says MarissaD at 2/13/2002 05:36:00 PM
What a weird few days. Yesterday I locked my keys in my car, for the 5 time in the last 3 months, so my uncle came with one of those handy slim jim things and after 30 minutes of scratching and prying, he was finally able to get it open, but now it won't lock. Oh sweet safety, how I miss you. Then I had to go pee in a cup. The guy who took my pee was pretty cute. That was embarrassing. Then I was supposed to do a lot of financial aid paperwork and go to bed early so I could have plenty of rest for my addmissions test which was supposed to be this morning at 9. Of course, things happen, discussions have to be had, so I didn't do all of the paperwork and I didn't go to sleep until way too late. So I called the school at 8:30 and told the guy I wasn't going to make it by 9. He said that was fine, it didn't matter when I went in as long as I took the test. Relief. Now I've finished the paperwork and have glanced over the review for the test and now it's time to go get ready and head that way.
The good thing is, I'll be totally wiped out by the time I get home, so I'll be able to go to bed early and get up at 5 am to start my first day of work. Five. A.M. Do you know how early that is? Me either. I'll let you know later. I don't regret that I stayed up too late. It was good for me. A good talk. I feel better about things. When I got done with my talk, I got an email from my mom and it was all too perfect. Emotions can guide us where we think is right. But it's not always right. I'm glad I'm going to be working a lot and going to school. I'm glad I've got focus back in my life. I just have to maintain it. For at least 2 years. I see myself getting burned out with being so busy, but I really really hope that doesn't happen until I'm too close to the end to quit. I'm so scared, but so motivated to finish this time.
I have a "bright future." Here we go.
says MarissaD at 2/13/2002 11:47:00 AM
February 11, 2002
YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I got a job and they're gonna pay me more than I thought I would get paid here. YAY! I start Wednesday. YAY!!! And I start school next month. YAYAYAY!!!!!!!
says MarissaD at 2/11/2002 04:19:00 PM
February 10, 2002
Have I mentioned how much I love Dallas? Geez. No matter how sad or mad I get, it just makes me smile to see the city.
So as I was going to bed last night, I realized my left eye looked as if it had been crying a lot, but it hadn't. So Wendy looked at it and decided I should have it looked at today. When I got up this morning it was worse and looked like it had been crying even more, but it still hadn't cried in a long while. When I got back here to my Aunts she took me up to Eckerd to ask the expert what I should do to it. He suggested allergy eye drops and that's what I'm treating it with, but it doesn't seem to be helping much. All of this the day before I have an interview. And of course I can't exactly call in and tell them "Hey I have pink eye so I have to reschedule my interview," because they hear those lame excuses all the time. So I'm just gonna go to the interview and hope that my eye doesn't look as gross as it does right now.
Misti, I love you, I'm praying for all of you.
I like XP and I like old friends who talk to me after very long periods of no talking. Thank you bye then.
says MarissaD at 2/10/2002 05:13:00 PM
February 09, 2002
Grr. When you think you're going to a cool, mature (what was I thinking?) IRC room just to watch the chatter fly by, don't ever forget about the jerks that are in every.single.room.
says MarissaD at 2/09/2002 04:09:00 AM
February 08, 2002
Okay, I got sick of the Christmas thing. That pic is totally temporary and I know it's totally crap, but it's either that or one of the old snow pics. My archives are acting weird. Wee fun!
says MarissaD at 2/08/2002 09:39:00 PM
Okay this is so annoying. Anyone out there use AIM on XP? The problem I'm having is a very annoying one. Firstly, I installed AIM on a different profile and for lack of any more obvious solution, I just copied the shortcut to the default shared folder and then copied that shortcut to the desktop on my profile. Secondly, after a chat window has filled up, everytime I send or receive a message, the window scrolls to the top. So I have to scroll it all the way down, type my message, hit enter, scroll down, read message, scroll down, etc. You can see why this is annoying, no? Anyway, if you've experienced this problem and know the answer, please email me. Otherwise I don't know what I'm going to do now that Trillian pooed on AIM users. Thank you kindly.
says MarissaD at 2/08/2002 09:14:00 PM
OH dis. Montel just asked that girl if she was expecting and patted her belly and she says "No I can't have kids."
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That is all.
says MarissaD at 2/08/2002 02:58:00 PM
Oh nice day, nice day. I'll probably be starting school back up in March. Looks good. I'm excited. I'll be pretty cramped time wise, but when I'm done, hopefully I will end up in a better place than I am now. The good thing is, it's not a university full of drunk fratasses and jerk atheletes running around. It's a school that is here for people like me. And those are the people I want to go to school with. Heck, maybe I'll find the nerd of my life there. Nerds are nicer. And getting cuter these days.
Also, I have a job interview at Cingular on Monday. Something about international accounts or something. Probably sales. That's fine as long as they pay me a decent amount. I just want to get my life going. I guess it will get going in a few weeks.
It will be neat when I get my cam up. I want to apply for some portals, but I don't know which ones. I love the monkeycams folks, but I don't know any of them and I'm not in the gaming industry, so that would probably never happen. Anyone know of portals I could get into if I were to decide to try to get into one? I guess I should check with Tay to see if that would be ok. Tay, is that ok? ok. I'm totally babbling and missing some daytime TV. I don't have much of that left so I'm going to watch now.
says MarissaD at 2/08/2002 02:52:00 PM
February 06, 2002
My aunt cooks. She has cooked at least one meal a day since I've been here. I'm so not used to that. Granted it's nice to have real food on a somewhat regular basis, I've just never had that. Ever. I was fully prepared to scavange.
Also, I might be kidnapped and taken to Israel for about 2 weeks. Aunt Becky goes there pretty regularly and my cousins have hinted that she should take me with her this year. She said she would like to, so I don't know what's going to happen there. That could be amazing.
In other news, I am a very bad person.
says MarissaD at 2/06/2002 02:29:00 PM
As you might've noticed, BlogBacks are gone. They weren't being used much and I didn't really like how I felt obligated to check it as often as I did. It'll be easier for me to write if I think no one is reading. hehe All comments are always welcome via email. Thanks. :)
says MarissaD at 2/06/2002 01:13:00 AM
February 05, 2002
Snow!? Bah!!
says MarissaD at 2/05/2002 02:17:00 PM
February 03, 2002
Back at my temporary home. The wedding was awesome. The reception was even better. I saw so many people and family that I haven't seen in years. And years. It was cool. My dad has a friend named Greg. When you put them together they're worse than Sifl and Ollie. He was worse than I've ever seen him. The man did cartwheels on the dance floor. People pointed and laughed. He wanted me to dance with him the whole night, but I don't do dances, so I spent my time mingling and running from Greg. You think "oh yes haha she avoided him blah blah." No. I ran from him. Lucky me, I put on my sneakers right after the wedding. New heels cause lots of pain. Anyway, the sneakers saved me. I had to sprint across the gym to get away from him and he still followed me. I had to run outside and hurdle a brick fence or two. Finally I think he had a heart attack or something. That's what happens when really old people do a lot of running. Eventually he caught me off guard and picked me up, hands bound, and carried me to the dance floor. I didn't dance though. I let everyone stop laughing and then I walked away quietly. Crazy old bird.
My sister and Zach looked awesome. I wasn't sure how the reception was going to go, considering it was in an abandoned gym in the middle of nowhere with no heat and no water. We rented a camper and parked it outside for people to use. (oh yeah and two port-a-johns) We also had a lot of space heaters that were by far the most popular attendants. The band was good, but loud. I seem to be jaded on band members now. I had to remind myself constantly that I'm single now and it's okay to look at other guys and flirt. That's weird because for a long time I had no desire to do that. I guess I have to start again sometime. Speaking of awkward moments, several family members and friends that I don't keep in contact with were not aware that I'm single again. There was a delicate balance I had to keep in informing them that couple-dom is not a part of my life anymore while at the same time trying not to make them feel stupid. My uncle suggested that I tell everyone he had died, but I wasn't particularly in the mood to act distraught. So my main line for that topic was "That's no longer a part of my life. I've moved on!" *big smile* Most were happy to know I'm back in the Dallas area, so I left it at that.
I guess there's a big football game on today. *shrug* I'm completely prepared to go watch a movie or go see my cousins again or go visit friends or do something that has absolutely nothing to do with football.
