midge 01:16 PM 06.28.02
i had lots of fun with my mom last night, she's a funny lady. i get to pick up moish at the airport today and (maybe) get a phone call from people who (maybe) want me to work for them. fingers crossed... playing mario brothers 3.
midge 07:58 PM 06.27.02
looks like no dice on me becoming a store manager, i called today and got a lukewarm response and was told my information was passed along to another location who should be calling about my references for a lower position (with fewer hours & no benefits... fun!)... no calls yet. i should've known it wouldn't be this easy. i always get too damned excited, then fall, hard.
midge 05:11 PM 06.26.02
it's become insanely difficult not to call up this place i had interviews at (and seemingly pretty good chances) and say "hey what's up, haven't heard from you since sunday, HIRE ME NOW!!".
midge 04:43 PM 06.25.02
people who think with their asses and talk out of their assholes are lame. anyways, enough of that shit, bums are bums and minding them is never a good idea. a wise (smelly) man once said, assholes will always be around, just do things you enjoy and don't egg them on by replying to their stupid shit. in other news i have a migraine headache and my mom bought me a&w for lunch. i'm currently consumed with how badly i need a long black stretchy skirt to wear with the many square looking tops i have. i miss moish and i can't wait for her to come home (will call in the meantime). my kitty has been doing really well ever since she went to the vet, she's filling out and you can't feel the bumps of her spine anymore. i'm really glad, i was worried about her. yesterday we went to this park by the gorge (smelly body of water filled with geese) and a buddhist monk in full regalia (i think it was buddhist garb anyways) stood reading a sign about how the water was closed for swimming due to high bacteria count. it was a really bizarre but cool looking moment and i kicked myself for not bringing my camera.
midge 03:01 AM 06.25.02
i'm pissed off that the disclaimer thing i made is a big stupid thing that sucks now. one of the most annoying aspects of it is that people use it without really giving a shit about what it says, for example: some skank a while back stole photos from someone, while clearly displaying the disclaimer on her site. all of a sudden it's hypocritical... another time a (possibly retarded) woman writes about how she can't buy shoes for her kid who's old shoes don't fit anymore, because she has no money, then writes about how glad she is to finally have her cable internet hooked up and plans to buy beanie babies or some crap, people call her an unfit mother, send her hate mail, she posts the disclaimer and demands no one make any judgements on her life... all of a sudden it's a license to be a giant loser but never get called on it. people who oppose it are quoting and misinterpreting things, just as badly as most who support it, and i seriously doubt anybody gets it... the flak i've been getting is mostly crap, people like to bicker and complain and show off their large brains, taking a dump on my disclaimer (or me) is but one of many ways to do that when you want to be a blogging community super star. i need thicker skin. i actually replied to some with this, though it was probably a pretty big waste of time since my brain is only medium sized and my site is of such "modest" traffic. i wrote that disclaimer for myself. i have no idea why anyone would consider it offensive because i don't think it advocates anything all that controversial or anything, but i'm not too concerned about it. i wrote it not to engage or encourage visitors, and i'm happy with my low traffic oddly named budget ass website. it was written to discourage the hoardes of 12 year old sailor moon freaks that stalked me incessantly trying to be my friends, asking me to host their sites and design pages for them and demanding pictures of my child. explaining that i was twice their age, had no interest in forming friendships, investing any kind of time or resources into doing things for them, or revealing anything personal about my family (especially the child) took a long time and always resulted in my being called a bitch and getting threats, countless bogus guestbook signatures and so on, so what to do... write a disclaimer that lays it out for them plain and simple. it's authoritative and pretentious, sure, but putting things nicely didn't get the point across. and i am allowed to expect people to follow my wishes, whether anyone thinks it's logical or not. it has been very effective for me, annoying people leave me alone, i don't get stalked on messenger services, nobody sends me angry emails because i curse, nobody asks for a picture of my kid. making it public was never intended as a blanket guide to all weblogs and online journals, which is why it's clearly stated at the top that it applies to sites that link to it. hate it? super, don't link to it.
midge 01:55 AM 06.25.02
husband burned a cd of the latest moby album for me, it's playing right now. it's beautiful. he's so sweet. i took photos just now of myself and my cat flopping on the couch. browse the directory, i'm too lazy to make thumbnails.
midge 09:17 PM 06.24.02
i'm up to the second interview and the women i'm dealing with say awesome all the time and they seem to like me, so i have my fingers crossed. it would be a big step up for me (salary, dental and extended health, plus the luxury of being the boss for the first time) which would surely come with some headaches and bullshit, but what in life doesn't? i need some more square clothes though. we've been spending lots of time outside with the shrimp, at the park, at the beach, in the kiddie pool, and now i have a tan. i hate being tanned, it makes me look gross. i like myself pale and sickly. my hair looks cute now, i'll post pictures later. promise.
