July 2005 Archives

Hi *waves*. Oh, what was that? What have I been doing, you ask? Well, I'll tell you. I've spent like the last week and a half trying to find and configure a hit tracker and counter that I could run on my own server. Yeah, it was a fucking bitch. I'm glad it's done.

Word to the wise, PPHLogger is shit. It says it can do all this shit, but it can't cause you can't get the fucking thing to work. At the end I decided to go with BBClone. No it doesn't provide you with a counter like PPhLogger claims it does (I couldn't get the counter to fucking show up), but it does everything I wanted it to do. I ended up installing BBClone and using the cgi counter provided through my control panel. It's working quite nicely. No mySQL, no javascript, it just works. Don't get me wrong, mySQL is my friend, but sometimes you're just looking for something simple that works the first time you install it.

Alright, that's it. Not much of a post, but I needed to vent and it's my site so I can do what I want... damnit.

Peace, Love, Blessed it be.

Hi *waves*. So I got a rather nice surprise at work today. I know how silly that sounds coming from me, but it's true.

Anyway, I didn't have to be at work until 3pm today, however, I went in early to take the cashier/checker pre-test. It's a test you have to take to make sure you have the personality to be a cashier/checker on the front end, as well as the ability to memorize codes, catch and correct errors, and do basic arithmatic.

It's a pretty easy test and consists of a lot of stupid, common sense questions like:

"Do you consider yourself a team player?"
Strongly Disagree
Disagree
Agree
Strongly Agree
Do not Agree or Disagree

Why do they ask stupid ass questions like that? What do they expect you to say: Strongly Disagree. No! I fucking hate working with people! Customers suck and I wish them ill. Very, very ill!

What the fuck! Anyone who says they're not a team player in a supermarket that stresses teamwork deserves to fail that test.

They also try to trip you up with questions like "Have you ever lied". Of course you've lied. Everyone lies and if you pick "No, I never lie" than your a damn liar and they know it.

Anyway, of course I passed the test with flying colors (cause I'm not an idiot) which makes me very happy. This means the Service Deli will be history for me very soon and that means more money. Yay!

So yeah, I went in early to take the test and when I was done (I finished early) I decided, out of the blue, to check my schedule. Boy am I glad I did cause it turns out they changed it and gave me the day off. Man that rocked so fucking hard! It was too much rock for one hand! I mean, I had already prepared myself for another day in the Service Deli when I found out that little pearl.

Was I a little annoyed that no one told me my schedule had changed? Yes. Did that stop me from being happy about having the day off? Hell no!

I have to say it's very nice sitting here in the middle of the day doing nothing but fiddling with my computer. So much fun.

Peace, love, Blessed it be.

Hi *waves*. So I'm writing this in a room that looks like a tornado has passed through it. There are clothes all over the place and magazines on the floor... There is junk everywhere and the only thing that's keeping me sane is the melodic soundtrack of Wolf's Rain composed by Yoko Kanno.

I've been dying to clean my room for quite sometime, but have been putting it off for the sheer size of the endeavor (which I stupidly tried to tackle about an hour ago).

The bottom line is this: my room is not really a room. It's a storage place for other people's stuff. I don't even have a dresser in here. I just keep my colthes on a chair in the corner. I can't even consider using my closet as it's filled with other people's shit and I have all this bullshit storage comprised of boxes and metal crates instead of shelfs and drawers. this is no way for someone to live. There is dust everywhere and I'm deathly allergic to dust. I'm surprised I'm still alive. My desk isn't even clean and my computer is my baby. Even my baby is being neglected. This has to stop.

I feel very overwhelmed right now. I have so much to do. I have a bridal shower to go to... I just have too much shit on my plate right now... Ugh.

And I've also found myself cultivating a strange and distrubing fascination with Hayden Christensen. The guy is freakishly beautiful and so not my type. What is up with that?

Oh yeah, and my manager is getting transferred to another store next week. Is it wrong of me to be happy about that?

Peace, Love, Blessed it be.

Hi *waves*. I've realized two things about myself in the past few days. Number 1: I'm a late bloomer in everything and number 2: I have an addiction to magazines. These two things overlap and that may not seem obvious right a way, but it's true. Let me explain...

I have to buy a magazine when I go to lunch almost everyday. Usually I have these long 1 hour lunches and I can't just sit there and twiddle my thumbs for 45 minutes. So, in order to keep myself from eating to fast and to pass the time, I read magazines. I mostly read fashion mags (except for my weekly gulity pleasure, Us Weekly) as I love fashion just like the next Cali girl and my secret wish is to be a fashion designer one day. I have a portfolio full of sketches that will probably go to waste as I have a debilitatiing case of low self-esteem, but I digress.

I read Elle, I read Vogue, I read Glamour, I read Bizarre and if I sat down and calculated how much I spend on mags a week... well, it'd be really scary. I try to stay way from stuff like Cosmo as all it talks about is sex, how to have better sex, how to have sex standing on your head, shit like that.

Anyway, I read all these mags including their teenage counter-parts. In fact, sometimes I prefer Elle Girl or Teen Vouge to regular old Vogue cause I just relate to it more. Now keep in mind that I turn 25 five in a few weeks. Is it odd that I still relate to stuff geared toward a 15 year old? I think maybe yes and other people think yes too as I get weird looks from people when I'm standing in line to buy them.

This ties into my being a late bloomer. I'm late at everything. I was late learning how to read. I was late getting my period. I was late getting a real job. I was late learing how to walk in heels... I still haven't learned how to drive... you get the point. It also seems that my maturity level is taking it's sweet ass time getting here too.

I've set down and acutally thought about, on an intellectual level, how old I really am and I'd say I'm 17, 18 at the most. Very very sad.

I've also thought about why I'm so late at getting to everything. Is it in my genes, is it my parents fault (which is a good argument as my mother still tells me what to do like I'm a child), am I mentally deplayed and never diagnosed? Just thinking about it makes my head hurt. What I do know is that my slow moving maturity has manifest it's self in my lunch time reading material.

Anyway. That's all the rant I have left in me tonight. Peace, Love, and Blessed it be.

Hi *waves*. So I got rid of the tool tips on my events calendar. I never got them to work properly and I was sick of of the java errors so I kicked them to the curb. Ah well. My events won't pop up all fancy, but a least my shit works.

Anyway, I like summer as much as the next person. I enjoy the warm weather and the salt water smell in the air. I love that it doesn't get dark until 8:30pm and you don't have to grab a jacket before you go out for a drink with friends... however, what I don't like is it being so hot at night that you can't sleep or that ants feel it's perfectly okay to invade your room and crawl all over your clothes! YUCK!

I find myself falling into a very odd summer time depression. It's like the heat is making me sick. I think part of that is because I need a new fan, but the other part is just that... I feel like crawling out of my skin. Maybe I need to clean my room and purge. Maybe if I get rid of a lot of stuff I don't need or want, It will help my life feel cooler.

I've also decided to go to Vegas for my week long paid vacation this year. Yeah, that's right. I've worked for Vons for a year which means I've earned a week's vavcation. The only sucky part about that is they paid us our vacation pay at our year's anniversary which was really irritating. This means we have to take a vacation whether we want to or not. And if we don't schedule our own, our managers will do it for us. See, there is always a downside to something good at Vons. They make sure of it.

My vacation is at the end of August. I would have taken it the week of my birthday, but one of my co-workers already took that week. That kind of irritated me.

Peace, Love, Blessed it be.