With mosquito bites and it's driving me MAD!
GAH! I took a bath in oatmeal and that seemed to help but those fuckers just FEAST on my poor hide as soon as I walk out the door.
Where the FUCK is that bat when I need it? It was flying around last night but with all these damned skeeters, I'll need a swarm of bats to be rid of the damned things!
The bat box is going UP this weekend - clothesline or no. I need MORE BATS!!
I'm also ate up with venom at this stupid German bitch part deux. Dumb assed morons. I'm so fucking sick of their drama and their "DO IT NOW!!!" screaming. I mean, really. Be serious.
Nobody is going to DIE. Get it? Death = serious. Not getting what you want when you want it = life.
So this stupid bitch goes on the rampage again. And I calmly ask "did you ask the person in CHARGE OF THE PROJECT what the status was?" Well, of course not. It's much easier to scream at me across two time zones than it is to walk down the hall.
Fucking idiots. They are really getting on my nerves. I wonder if they know how stupid they look? "I can't walk down the hall and ask the person who's in charge of the project. No - I need to scream in hysterics across two time zones because it makes me feel better." Yeah, well, you look like a douche bag from where I sit.
Oh, I expect there will be some nasty answer in the morning and then the dumb ass will call and go into another fit of hysterics. *eye roll*
Bitch, didn't you hear? Michael Jackson is DEAD!
DEAD!!!
That means nothing matters anymore! NOTHING!
I wonder what she would do if I actually said that and got hysterical on HER. Hmmm. It's worth contemplating. I DO have PMS really, really bad. And my allergies are acting up. I'll keep that in mind.
It certainly beats, "oh, for the love of God, will you PLEASE shut the fuck up!"
(Psst - here's a secret ya dumb fuck - if you ASK the GUY IN CHARGE of the PROJECT - he'll tell you it's on it's way! We already worked it out! Without YOUR hysterics!)
Good Lord these people are the reason I HATE getting up in the morning. I'm so tired of this damned bullying. Don't make me come over there because you ain't going to like it.
Really - I think I'd hate work less if there were less fucking drama and more "please" and "thanks". Damn. It would pay you stupid fucks to keep a civil tongue in your head instead of saying shit like, "IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT" and "I'M SO TELLING!" Think I'm kidding? If only.
Anyway - enough of those fucktards.
The dog isn't feeling too good, either. She's been throwing up snot and kinda moping around. I can completely relate.
The full moon is looking really cool in the backyard these last two days. Really cool.
I think I'm going to bite the bullet next weekend and go over to the condo, take down the wall paper and paint. I'm dreading it because I always get paint all over ME and it's just a pain in the ass.
But it needs to be done so I can sell the damned place and stop worrying about it.
The house is still mostly a wreck. Mostly. And I still have a bunch of crap in storage that I need to put in the garage or something. It's kinda dumb to have a storage place when I have a garage that I don't park in, right?
I think it's going to be an early night for me since I don't feel too good. Take my allergy drugs and lay down for a while. That sounds like a plan.
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The Rogue Goddess saw shadows dancing at 7:07 PM
Is getting on my nerves.
This dumb ass German bitch is running around hysterically crying that she needs this and that and the other thing from us or her site will shut down. Right.
I asked her what the priority is and she just said "all of them- right now!" And, of course, she didn't bother to copy the boss. Oh, no. She doesn't want anyone to call her out on her hysterics.
I dunno who she thinks she's dealing with but I can tell you that MY reply copied the boss.
Dumb bitch should know better than to try and end-around while I'm standing at the gate.
You'd think she would have learned her lesson when she called me last week in hysterics and I just put the phone down and let her continue yapping while I talked to the boss about what she was doing.
Boy, was Ms Hysteria shocked when the boss got on my phone and told her to calm down and talk to HER and not ME. Suddenly the hysteria stopped and there wasn't an issue. Imagine that! No issue now that the boss is talking to you!
Hmmm. Now she's going to try it again thinking that she'll get away with it because nobody is here to stop her. Well, *I* am here and I'm not going to put up with that nonsense anymore than I did before. Boss or no boss in town.
I don't care how hysterical you get, bitch, if you aren't willing to talk to my boss then it obviously isn't that important.
Just like that one clown who refused to talk to my boss and instead wanted me to help him on this "very special project" he was putting together. Read, "I have something I'm going to try and sneak by and you're the only one with the correct IT access." Uh, no.
I immediately smelled a rat and asked the boss about it. What do you know? This clown had tried the same ploy over several months with various people trying to circumvent any management because *he* didn't want *them* to know what he was up to (trying to cover his ass for something he wasn't supposed to have done in the first place).
Now, look, I don't have a problem with someone trying to cover their ass IF - IF they are honest about it. But sneaking around and begging me not to say anything or ask anything is not happening. Just say, "I screwed up and I need your help to fix it." How hard is that?
I guess sneaking around and lying is so much easier. Whatever.
This is what I hate about work - a bunch of stupid hysterics, lying, sneaking around, power plays - who needs it? Why can't you people just do your fucking jobs and leave everyone else alone? Why do you have to go stirring up shit? Are you bored? Is that it?
There's no reason for your hysteria, either. Really. NOBODY IS GOING TO DIE from a lack of X (the stuff you're selling). Trust me on this. Stop acting like the Fate of Western Civilization is in your hands. It's not. It's in mine and perfectly safe.
The more hysterical you get, the harder I laugh at you. Why can't you calmly, rationally call me up and tell me what you need and why it's so important. Sorry, I'm not buying the "because I said so" when you can't bother to relay that message to my boss.
Is it because you KNOW it really isn't THAT important and if my boss knew what you were asking for you'd be sent packing? I think so. I think you're just trying to make YOURSELF look good by trying to bully us into doing YOUR job.
Uh no. I don't play that. Do your damned job and STFU. Stop trying to bully, sabotage, end-around and lie to me, will you? It would make YOUR life and MY life so much easier.
I'm not falling for your hysterics and it's NEVER a good idea to piss off the person who holds your IT life in their hands, see?
I just don't get it. Really. Why is it so damned hard to do your job and be honest? WHY? I'm not speaking rhetorically here. I'd really like to know why people can't just say what they want, why and when and NOT LIE about it.
If there is a problem, then tell me. Don't feed me a bunch of BS.
If you really have an issue, then bring it up. Don't send hysterical emails every week because you're going to be ignored. Remember the little boy who cried, "wolf".
Because guess what? If you hysterically demand week in and week out you're just considered a lunatic and I'll put you at the end of the list.
It's those people who rarely ask for something that get it first because if they are asking, it probably IS urgent (and not just the normal hysterics the rest of you are prone to).
Apparently I'm not the only one who is tired of that sort of nonsense, either. It's a pretty common complaint. If people spent half the time doing their jobs that they do running around screaming in hysterics, they would be much better off (and ahead of the game!)
I guess some people thrive on the drama. Whatever.
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The Rogue Goddess saw shadows dancing at 9:05 AM
Yesterday it rained all day which was ok. I mean, it was kinda bogus that it rained out a lot of the fireworks but it gave me a chance to get some stuff done inside.
When it's nice out, I want to be working in the yard. But since it rained yesterday, I had to stay inside and put stuff away. The humanity!
I did get a lot of stuff put up - or at least more boxes opened and things sorted. Slowly it's coming around.
Today I mowed the lawn and worked in the herb garden. I've got a bunch of herbs drying in the dehydrator and my kitchen smells WONDERFUL from it! Ah! Between the herbs and the chicken I cooked for supper, it is just divine!
Those infernal coyotes were out again this afternoon - very close. Like right behind the house. The dog and I were sitting outside on the porch when they started in with their howling and carrying on. Nobody else seemed to have heard them but us - I don't know how you can not hear such a racket!
The dog just sat there next to me - she didn't even bark or try to run out in the yard. She just sat there with her ears up looking toward the woods. I was waiting for one of them to show itself. I seriously need to get a crossbow so I can shoot at them and not make any noise. It shouldn't be too difficult to obtain one.
I am completely eat up with mosquito bites. UGH! It sucks! I soaked in a warm tub with some oatmeal which helped a little but still - I look like hell - bruises all over me, mosquito bites, cuts - but at least I'm clean. For the moment.
It supposed to be nice tomorrow so I'll probably work in the yard after I get home from work. It looks like I might be making some headway. The clover I planted is coming up quite nicely. The other grass seed I put down is also starting to come up (where I tore out the honeysuckle). The herb garden is really taking off - altho something is eating my basil. WTF? What, besides us, would eat basil? It's pretty pungent.
The roses have started to really grow as have the strawberries, hollyhocks and petunias. I wish the foxgloves would come up. I only have one small sprout which is bogus.
As I was sitting in the kitchen in my rocking chair listening to the dog snore it dawned on me that I am perfectly happy. The herbs are smelling up the place, the dog is snoring and I don't "have" to do anything. It is so very nice.
What would I do if I didn't have to work? What would you do?
If we didn't need money - what would you do with yourself? Me? Well, let's say that I had enough money to not need to work. Not hitting the lottery or anything because that's another set of circumstances all together.
Just "retired" or not in need of a job. What would I do? (Say everything was put away from "the move")
Plant a vegetable garden and tend it daily. Grow more herbs. Make potions and teas. Make cheese and experiment. Brew and try my hand at wine-making. Sew. Bake fresh bread everyday. Skate. Play my violin and drum. Read books. Paint.
That isn't so much to ask for, is it? When I get to do these things, I am content. Seriously. It doesn't take much!
Over the last few weekends (when I haven't had set plans or fighting that stupid lawnmower), I have just felt so relaxed. I just work in the yard, grill out, take the dog for nice long walks (she drags me all over creation) and lay around. It's so damned nice.
I just may take some time off work so I can do more of it. Since I can't go to Pennsic, I might as well take a vacation and relax here, eh?
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The Rogue Goddess saw shadows dancing at 9:00 PM
Brrrr - only supposed to get in the low 70's today. WTF? After the 90's of last week I'm now freezing my ass off. This weather is just stupid.
Saturday night, I discovered that there ARE bats around my house so now I have to get the box up for them to roost and hopefully attract some more of them. They were out flitting around about 10pm on Saturday night. Very cool to watch them.
The damned coyotes were also out making a racket at all hours. The damned vermin.
I managed to cut out all of that honeysuckle that had taken over part of the yard. Now that it's cut back to nothing, it should be fairly easy to keep it under control.
What a chore that was, let me tell you! Just me and a hacksaw vs a 115 sq foot area of 20+ year old honeysuckle. The hacksaw and I won. But I ended up with numerous scratches (a pretty big one on my cheek) and blisters all over my hands (eventho I wore leather gloves as always).
But that crap is gone and I put in some grass seed and foxgloves in it's place. Hopefully it will start to come up and fill out. The clover that I planted has come up really nicely. You can't even tell where the big bald spot was by the shed.
I found some unusual things cutting out the honeysuckle -a pair of socks, a golf ball and a chain wrapped around one of the bushes. I don't know if someone had tried to pull out the stuff before and didn't succeed or what but I have me an old rusty chain to show for my efforts.
I still have a ton of stuff in storage - ok, maybe not a TON but a lot more stuff than I would like. I probably should just load it all up in a UHaul and stick it in the garage until I can sort it out. That would be the logical thing to do. I just don't know when I'm going to get the time.
Always so much chaos going on. I need to take a vacation. I keep saying that and I just haven't gotten around to it.
Eventually I will need to stop threatening and actually DO it but probably not for a few more weeks. There are too many changes going on at work right now and everyone else is going on vacation (or transferring). So I'm pretty much the only one around who knows what's gone on in the past and what might happen in the next few weeks until others return.
And I can't do Pennsic this year. :-( Yes. Big Sad Face on that. The last time I missed Pennsic I got to spend my vacation in Languedoc which made up for it. But it would be rather foolish for me to go this year after buying the house, not being able to sell my condo, and still having most of my camping stuff in storage.
No, it wouldn't be cool to take off to Pennsic with so many other things needing to be sorted out, finished up and taken care of. (I keep telling myself that in the hopes that it will make me feel better but it just isn't working. I want to DRUM, dammit!)
I may end up having a "pity party" at my place for everyone else who can't make it, either. At least that would give me a chance to drum a little and not feel soooo awfully bad.
Other things of note - I gave my brother my old smoker - the one that someone left in the shed and I cleaned up. He loves the thing and uses it every day. He smoked some pork loin last week for us and man, was it YUMMY!
My manager at work is transferring - you know, the one I LIKE. Yeah. So I'm kinda bummed about that. I'm just terrified I'm going to get stuck with another hag from hell like before that it's really stressing me. I'm very sad about this.
I've met the new person coming in - she seems to be pretty transparent and she did apply for and WANT the job (it wasn't created for her like the Hag's job was) so I'm hoping that she will be good for us. But I don't want to abandon her while she's trying to figure out what's going on. That wouldn't be very nice (or very intelligent on my part).
My cousin, Kim, is very ill and I try not to think about that a whole lot or I'll start crying. According to mom, she's getting worse and her husband doesn't think she's long for this world.
Aunt Bea (Kim's mom) is really upset about it and cries to my mom but what can you say? Kim has been ill for a few months but it is still very hard to come to terms with. And Kim is afraid that when she's gone, no one will be there to take care of Aunt Bea.
That's a bunch of nonsense, of course. Aunt Bea has us and her other daughter but Kim is the one who has always been the "caretaker" of everybody. And I mean EVERYBODY. She just feels it's her "responsibility" or something.
And now she is the one who needs to be taken care of and she's STILL worried about everyone else. It's just crazy.
The dog is doing ok. She was acting weird for the last two days - always wanting under my feet and trying to get into my lap and not wanting to go outside unless I'm with her. Normally she's not like that. And she even started barking at me on the phone! That was bizarre!
Mom said that Flats and Jade have been acting the same way and two of the girls I work with said the same things about their dogs. Something weird must've been brewing for the dogs to start acting like that.
Today Molly was fine. Went outside without me (I came out later to walk her), ate her food, ran around the kitchen then plopped in front of the door and started barking at the birds. Total 180 from the last two days.
I don't know what was going on (some weird transit of the Moon and Neptune?) but the dogs were sure not happy about it. Or maybe it was something else and it's passed us by.
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The Rogue Goddess saw shadows dancing at 10:31 AM
