tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57563549719898412872012-01-28T09:58:10.332-08:00This is me, being sardonic. Bet that was hard to figure out.-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.comBlogger14551100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-34404571326440002682012-01-28T09:58:00.000-08:002012-01-28T09:58:10.389-08:00

So, I've been gone almost a full month.  Sorry about that.  It's been kind of a crappy month, and most of my funny has been missing. Actually, not true.  My funny has been here, but it's the kind of irreverent funny that can get me in serious trouble.  Or at least make me feel extremely guilty for not being a better person, morally. My dad died early this month.  A sudden massive heart attack,

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-24072530073995640422012-01-04T20:45:00.000-08:002012-01-04T20:45:52.119-08:00

My work is interesting, but I have to admit that dolphins have never come up before.  Not Flipper, not save the dolphins, nothing.  At least, not until today. I've been going back and forth with this lady for the past day or two about a return.  Nothing major, just hammering out all the details to her return.  No big deal.  She's nice enough, and I'm being my usual polite self. We finish the

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-32437609755583589102011-12-31T00:51:00.001-08:002011-12-31T00:51:55.356-08:00

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-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-61351700187548636922011-12-30T23:53:00.000-08:002011-12-30T23:53:41.386-08:00

There's something that everyone should know about me by now.  Well, if you're either (a) a regular reader, (b) know me IRL, or (c) both.  You should know that I can be completely random at times.  Which is why I'm trying to keep the wedding fairly minimalistic.  Because otherwise I would have no theme, nothing to tie anything together, and a random bunch of stuff that I thought would be awesome

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-26641901641225233172011-12-29T18:46:00.000-08:002011-12-29T18:50:47.675-08:00

So, as much as I thought I lost my cynicism, it was apparently just waiting in the wings, ready to pounce as soon as the holidays hit. One of the things I picked up for the holidays was those Dove chocolates.  The ones with the uplifting saying on the inside of the wrapper?  Not for those, but because they were in my budget and decent chocolate. Now every time I eat one, I can't help my

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-46290314354785617072011-12-27T20:19:00.000-08:002011-12-27T20:19:33.800-08:00

I feel like wedding madness may be an ongoing topic for the next few months.  I'm not sure if I should apologize or laugh. I promised myself that I would not do a lot of wedding planning during the holidays.  I was way to busy with work and the insanity that went along with that.  But the holidays are over, and wedding planning is back in full force now.  What to do?  Well, today I went out and

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-43762056451980739732011-12-23T07:52:00.000-08:002011-12-23T07:52:44.750-08:00

I'm a nice person.  I get excited about really stupid things.  Ask Devin.  Little things can make me extremely happy.  So it would follow that Christmas is my favorite time of year.  It's not.  In fact, I really hate the holiday season. They why is easy.  Too much customer service.  It's wasn't stellar at the bookstore, but it's worse now.  If I have one more person ask me why I can't do

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-61546069725135010502011-12-22T07:27:00.000-08:002011-12-22T07:27:13.110-08:00

So, the thing about my job is how often I see things that are mis-delivered, or never delivered at all.  It's a little disconcerting.  So when I ship a package, or an expecting a package, I tend to be a little paranoid about it.  What do I normally do?  Delivery Stalk it.  I actually heard a term once that described this little quirk, but now I can't remember it.  Of course.  Basically, I check

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-2279135542674008452011-12-20T19:43:00.000-08:002011-12-20T19:43:37.351-08:00

Does anyone else feel like words are losing meaning?  Everything from using "Literally" when you mean "Figuratively", or an over use of words like "crazy", "insane", "wicked" and "evil".  Perfect example?  The last few days at work, I've been conversing with a lady who has been telling me that charging $41 for 2nd day shipping is fraud.  Now, the definition of fraud is "deceit, trickery, sharp

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-54019898495028585042011-12-12T18:59:00.000-08:002011-12-12T18:59:21.679-08:00

Remember that one time I said I like Mondays?  I'd like to take it back now.  Seriously, NOW. We had a record breaking day at work today.  More orders than I've ever seen.  Which means I was dealing with them, plus the back up of emails, means I didn't get much else done. Oh, and I overheated the printer.  Multiple times.  Not my favorite activity. So on my way home, I decided that I really

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-34402266563434969932011-12-11T09:57:00.001-08:002011-12-11T10:14:16.096-08:00

I think I just found my least favorite part of wedding planning.  While I don't particularly like dealing with a lot of the aspects of the wedding, and really loved some parts, I just found my least favorite. Devin and I have both graduated college.  Which means, among other things, student loans.  Not to mention personal debt.  Which means, we don't have a ton of money to spend on the wedding.

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-85394593945545664552011-12-08T20:15:00.001-08:002011-12-08T20:20:50.561-08:00

Long title?  Yes.  Worth it?  Probably. I seriously could have skipped today and not missed much.  Not at work, just life in general. First of all, I almost poured straight sugar into my cereal bowl, instead of cereal.  This is why I need coffee. Then, I go out to my car to find it unlocked and that someone has gone through my glove box.  Now, my thoughts go something like this: "Did I leave

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-64799021024818722902011-12-03T20:45:00.001-08:002011-12-03T20:56:24.550-08:00

I have to admit something.  I am not a snob.  Devin, on the other hand... We got into a discussion on this tonight, mostly because I was trying to explain it to a friend.  Well, that and they guy we overheard at dinner who said that he didn't like "That 70's Show" because he's not from the 70s.  Because that makes perfect sense.  Anyway, if a snob is "a person who believes himself or herself an

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-3173757281051333212011-12-01T21:57:00.001-08:002011-12-01T22:01:44.336-08:00

I keep thinking about how I need to get on here and post and be a responsible blogger.  And then I'm so tired that I just want to sleep as soon as I get home. Can I say, it's only December 1st and I'm already ready for the holidays to be over?  We normally get about 5-15 boxes in our delivery.  On Monday, we got 25-35.  Not little boxes, big boxes.  Sigh. So, 10 hour days are going to be my

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-5706273329382082742011-11-10T08:03:00.001-08:002011-11-10T08:07:21.304-08:00

I lost my car yesterday morning.  No, I'm serious. Living downtown is great because there's food everywhere, I live literally 1 building away from a Starbucks (talk about childhood dreams coming true!), and it's not that far to Powell's.  However, one of the downsides is having to find street parking.  Not normally a big deal, only really problematic on Fridays, because our area is full of good

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-42574629683800874512011-11-08T18:44:00.000-08:002011-11-08T18:44:56.872-08:00

Okay, so it's been a weird little bit.  And, I've had things on my mind that I've been wanting to blog about, but haven't been thoroughly weirded out by.  And I'll get to those.  But first...Ke$ha's "Blow"   Okay, it's a really weird video.  The song is annoying, but the video?  What the...what is going on?  Ke$ha and James Van Der Beek are fighting, flirting, and what is happening with the

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-51327049456467910542011-10-26T21:43:00.000-07:002011-10-26T21:43:03.525-07:00

So, in my internet wanderings today, stumbled across a link about a 12 year old who's being tried as an adult in Florida for murdering his 2 year old brother.  After that, I went to a link about a 13 year old in Washington arrested for killing his father, followed by a 15 year old in Washington who randomly stabbed 2 school mates. So, then I moved on to CNN.  Here's what I've found: 1) After

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-72421749323120151502011-10-17T16:56:00.000-07:002011-10-17T16:56:41.588-07:00

Okay, first of all, I'm using the New Blogger, so please excuse me if something's weird. Anyway.  I like Mondays.  Not for any of the normal reasons.  Wait, I just remembered, there are no normal reasons to like Mondays.  On Monday, I do not get bored at work.  The whole 8 hours I'm there, I ALWAYS have something to do. Now, things I don't like about Mondays?  The buildup of emails, the high

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-315693963786683332011-10-11T20:58:00.000-07:002011-10-11T20:58:29.176-07:00

I think I've gotten klutzier since I moved to Oregon.  No, I'm serious.  I've always been klutzy, but now it's gotten really bad. Today is a great example.  I was going down the stairs, and I thought there was an extra stair.  Nope, not so much.  So I trip, and hit the wall.  Thankfully, with my hands, not my face.  The only pain?  Scraped my knuckle on the textured wall. With the wheelchair,

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-313585339612951502011-10-07T04:55:00.000-07:002011-10-07T04:55:44.925-07:00

I promise, no randomly deep thoughts in this post!  Though, at 4:45 in the morning, I feel like I should be having more deep thoughts.  What I have is an inability to spell, however.  Thank goodness for spell check. Anyway.  Have you guys heard Lady Gaga's new song?  It came on my iPod the other day, and I seriously thought it had been mislabeled.  There was no way a song that...normal was Lady

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-71312470522265225362011-10-05T22:13:00.000-07:002011-10-05T22:13:46.007-07:00

Originally, I was thinking of silly things to post about.  The insanity at work (the usual stuff really), Lady Gaga's new song, why taking a break from wedding planning has been so good for me.  But then, I had a Deep Thought.  And, of course, decided to share it.  I'll probably still post my silly post soon, but for now, it's this. Do you ever think about the millions of things you're not

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-43253097362089773782011-09-21T17:51:00.000-07:002011-09-21T17:51:04.585-07:00

Huh.  Odd topic, but it's what's on my mind. I've got a handful of crazies who I like to call my crazy ladies.  They usually have something attached to that.  My current one is Crazy Yoga Pant Lady.  She wants to order 12+ pairs of yoga pants.  So start the questions: "What kind of discounts can I get?  What about a quantity discount?  What if I do this? What if I do that?"  which, at some point

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-88199247261565685572011-09-19T20:14:00.001-07:002011-09-19T20:14:42.723-07:00

Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day everyone!

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-84989444378406152952011-09-19T20:12:00.000-07:002011-09-19T20:12:22.446-07:00

So, work is a bit hectic right now.  Ally left, moving back to Utah, and we haven't hired anyone new yet.  Mind you, it's only been 2 days, but still. I, being me, am already super stressed about it.  It didn't help that my boss didn't feel all that great today either, so I was all by myself in the office until about 3 today. But, my stress is not the point here.  We've been looking at resumes,

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-73509521549667117022011-09-12T20:41:00.000-07:002011-09-12T20:41:40.256-07:00

So, what did I do on my summer vacation?  Got engaged!  Okay, now that's I've announced that everywhere now. Wait, you want the story?  Well, if you're on Facebook, feel free to ignore the next little bit, because I'm copying and pasting.  Friday night we went to a local cafe, and had dinner.  After, we went back to the B&B and were just hanging out.  I had been making "Your Face" jokes all

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-3174473648060131882011-09-09T06:53:00.000-07:002011-09-09T06:53:29.140-07:00

Hello!  In case you see the time stamp and wonder, "What the heck is Lindy doing up at 6:50 AM, and why is she so darn perky?!?", let me explain. (A) I've already been up for an hour this morning.  Longer, actually, but I really hate to think about that.  (B) I'm going on vacation today!!! Yes, that's right.  I'm getting out of the city and going to the coast for the weekend.  As a result, I'm

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-82347796889006209392011-09-01T17:53:00.000-07:002011-09-01T17:53:33.746-07:00

Okay, so the post from this morning was (a) boring, (2) because I was bored, and (III) because I thought I should post something.  Oh my gosh, I should have just waited until after work. So, in the never ending saga of "The Customer is Always Right", today we had a "celebrity" do a return.  I use quotes because (1) she's a minor celebrity, and (2) she's most famous in the UK.  So, here, no one

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-50601590036171114792011-09-01T08:24:00.000-07:002011-09-01T08:24:13.015-07:00

Yeah, I have no idea today.  My life has turned back into at least 2 cups of coffee a day.  Yesterday, I was shaking at work.  Not a good idea, especially when trying to train someone and holding scissors.  Anyway.  Turns out, there are times where you share your concerns with your boss, and it actually helps.  Feels good to know.  Umm?  That's it?  Lola was in town over the weekend, so we hung

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-80852957389621645442011-08-24T18:20:00.000-07:002011-08-24T18:20:24.452-07:00

I was on Facebook (and, as always, reminding myself that I really don't like Facebook most days), and saw a link on a friend's page.  It was to a blog entry entitled "Your Home Birth is Not a Feminist Statement".  I had to click on it for 3 reasons: (1) it looked interesting, (b) I know a few friends who have had home births, and (III) feminism!!  For whatever reason, I wound up peering through

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-26247852436884854402011-08-21T13:11:00.000-07:002011-08-21T13:11:15.891-07:00

Ever just need a day to do nothing?  To just sit around in your pajamas, drink coffee, and possibly watch your favorite TV show?  I do.  Not nearly as frequently as I used to, but I need that day sometimes. I guess it's the mark of an introvert, but that's just the way it is. Today is that day.  What have I done?  Made coffee, read, slept, made cornbread for dinner tonight (I didn't want to

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-57967875915473520262011-08-17T22:05:00.000-07:002011-08-18T08:33:58.120-07:00

So, I have many, many things I want to say.  Then I remember a few things: 1. Employers read this (as well as potential employers, when I'm in that position). 2. Devin has issued a gag order on one topic that is currently running my life. 3. Religion is not a humorous subject, and someone is bound to be offended. Well, so here goes anyway. There are sometimes that I really want to tell

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-17404531251201205982011-08-07T11:25:00.000-07:002011-08-07T11:25:27.462-07:00

You know, computers can have a lot of problems.  Viruses, software, too much stuff on them.  My problem?  Almost always my charger.  I can't tell you how many chargers I have replaced in my life.  Awesome, right?  I got to replace another one today. There has been a lot going on.  No, I can't currently tell you what.  Soon, I hope. Work is good.  I feel like I want to stay late some nights just

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-71240722139751071652011-07-28T00:17:00.000-07:002011-07-28T00:17:48.444-07:00

Currently unable to sleep.  Too much on my mind, unable to rest.  Though, now that I'm in a brightly lit room staring at my computer, sleeping seem a lot easier. Anyway, I'm doing a TON of online price comparing right now.  Don't ask, unexplainable as of now. I'm looking at Lego building kits (Devin really likes them!), and you can build heroes and villains.  Heroes range from $5.98 (on sale!)

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-90190111743904894682011-07-19T21:13:00.000-07:002011-07-19T21:13:11.122-07:00

You know those people who can't forget things?  Who remember completely random facts, who take work home with them, who have nightmares about work (for whatever reason), and who have trouble blocking off parts of their life?  Yeah, I'm totally one of those people.  I wake up at 5AM worried about a shipment we sent or a problem with an order.  I watch TV cuddled up with my boyfriend and look at

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-7678126290956991952011-07-13T21:17:00.000-07:002011-07-13T21:26:00.692-07:00

I still get the eHarmony newsletters in my email.  On a how-ever-often regular basis.  Sometimes, I just can't help but look at it.  And, yes, I always laugh at them.  And sometimes I laugh at them with Devin.  Who knows. Anyway, about the regular things. I've come to the decision that the weather here is less predictable than Britney Spears' mood swings.  I mean, honestly.  One day, it's mid-

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-87694560513070675582011-07-10T17:25:00.000-07:002011-07-10T17:25:32.563-07:00

Hi!!  Sorry I've been MIA.  Between a week long headache/awful mood, nothing I would have said would have been worthwhile.  So, I opted for silence. Can I tell you what I love?  People who prance at 6AM on a Saturday.  I love them.  Especially when they do it in the apartment above me, and the ceiling/floor are thin enough that I can hear it.  So much for sleeping in this weekend. However, you

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-78746804395105906422011-06-30T22:17:00.000-07:002011-06-30T22:17:00.213-07:00

One of the things I like about my blog is that it shows my history.  I can look through and see exactly when some things happened. Like July 1, 2010 was my first day taking phone calls at Sprint.  Yep, one year tomorrow.  And reading through the deterioration of my sanity because of Sprint.  Holy cow.  I can't believe I lasted 6 months there.  Though, I understand parts of it.  Randomly taking a

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-86177967295928821722011-06-30T20:58:00.000-07:002011-06-30T20:58:33.747-07:00

So, guess who's cranky again!! It's for a myriad of reasons.  From waking up at 4 this morning due to various aches and pains to realizing that I'm not perfect, and one of those really weird insights that you never realized before.  The kind that is not up for public consumption, I might add. Anyway.  I made cookies tonight.  Devin's step-dad is fixing my car tomorrow, and I thought I'd make

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-42563228364588388192011-06-29T20:25:00.000-07:002011-06-29T20:25:38.870-07:00

The other day, I was driving home, and on the phone with SWMBO, and I couldn't help but laughing at my surroundings. I get onto 5 at a place where it gets fairly crowded.  It stays busy for the 2.5 miles I'm on it.  Like any responsible driver, I try not to cut off semis.  It's bad for your life expectancy. I'm trying to merge onto the freeway, and this Smart car behind me is really mad.  Why?

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-37924893991172084032011-06-28T20:35:00.000-07:002011-06-28T20:35:55.396-07:00

So, a while ago I mentioned that The Sardonic Girl has gotten more serious, and that I knew why and would explain it to y'all...eventually.  I'm finally getting around to explaining. When The Sardonic Girl started, I was in school writing serious papers about serious topics, and had a bunch of friends who liked having serious discussions.  While I appreciated all of that (and still do), it was

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-26910094449690136532011-06-28T08:18:00.000-07:002011-06-28T08:18:58.244-07:00

Want to feel old?  "Labyrinth" was released 25 years ago, yesterday.  I feel old. In other news.... Nothing.  Seriously, I've got nothing.  I've got a bunch of bits of pieces that want to be something, but all together make absolutely nothing. So, enjoy your day!

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-65977699540348110662011-06-25T18:29:00.000-07:002011-06-25T18:29:03.902-07:00

Today was a bit of a roller coaster.  Started out with the firm plan of not getting out of my pajamas.  But, then, by 11, I was bored out of my skull.  Proper response?  Shopping! I found a few cute dresses, and the scored by FINALLY finding the shrug of my dreams.  I was riding high, my friend. Then Devin and I decided to go to the Rose Garden.  First off, we had to make a stop at the bank. 

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-4771425078010230662011-06-23T19:56:00.000-07:002011-06-23T19:56:56.256-07:00

Okay, so tomorrow is Devin's birthday.  What is Lindy doing?  Making pumpkin chocolate chip mini muffins (among other things).  Seriously.  For a few reasons.  One, Devin loves them.  Two, I promised his Mom next time we came over I'd bring some. So, mini muffins.  Here's the thing.  I never make less than about 100 muffins.  Not even kidding.  I always buy the really big can of pumpkin, and...

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-21619473450047035292011-06-17T22:56:00.000-07:002011-06-17T23:00:56.675-07:00

As The Sardonic Girl has tended more toward serious moments lately (which I actually can explain), I have another quick one to add. I have an insanely normal life.  I work a 9-5 job as an admin assistant, come home to a man who loves me, go to bed at a decent hour, wake up later than I did some semesters in college (and certainly later than I did in high school!), have a few friends that I can

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-63863142897552440632011-06-17T21:16:00.000-07:002011-06-17T22:43:00.330-07:00

So, tonight after dinner, Devin was complaining about how I just kind of leave stuff every where.  And I totally.  I just want it to be near by when I need it, and then forget to move it.  Here is the absolutely hilarious pun that follows these observations: Devin: I want you to pick up your legos! Me: I don't have legos!  The legos are yours!  I'm Lego-less! Lego-less?  Legolas!  Come on!! 

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-46420812047598053102011-06-16T20:02:00.000-07:002011-06-16T20:02:26.427-07:00

I used to post a lot more often.  I mean, I know I've gotten really bad about not posting, but in November of 2008, I posted 90 entries in 30 days.  That's an average of 3 posts in a day.  In May 2011?  8.  Which is an entry every 3 days (approximately). Wow. Also, on a completely random side note, I've decided that any time I remove a body piercing, I get a burrito.  So, I got my dermal

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-55030653655595638652011-06-16T18:59:00.000-07:002011-06-16T18:59:01.900-07:00

Okay, there are times when I absolutely fall in love with something, and then give it a shameless plug here on The Sardonic Girl.  So, this is my most recent shameless plug. I've been doing some shopping from some of our competitors at work, and just some other random online shopping, and I came across an Amazon Webstore that rocked my world. iMoonTree is pretty much amazing.  I bought 5 things

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-81220927232535706452011-06-14T17:49:00.000-07:002011-06-14T17:49:58.965-07:00

I got everyone's favorite phone call today! For those of you who don't shop at craft stores, don't read the news, or don't have debit cards... Michael's Craft Store recently had a security breach where people's debit card numbers and PINs were stolen.  Which is annoying, yes, and possibly bad for your bank account for some.  So my bank calls me today.  As a precautionary measure, since I (being

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-5235735800913115502011-06-14T07:56:00.000-07:002011-06-14T07:56:17.517-07:00

I had a full on "Inception" Moment last night.  I dreamt that a turkey bit my butt (twice!), and thinking that when I woke up, I'd have to tell everyone about it (via blog, of course). Then, I dreamt I woke up, was back in college along with a lot of my friends who were all taking the same class, but I was worried that the time I was spending in class, I should have been spending at work.  You

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-41200526250067990642011-06-13T18:43:00.000-07:002011-06-13T18:43:53.698-07:00

Okay, so I'm annoyed at people.  Just, people.  You know how it is.  They're needy.  The downside of even a little bit of customer service, I guess.  It was just one of those days.  Actually, all Mondays are like this.  The build up of emails. And then, there's always that one person. "Where's my order?  Why's it taking so long?  Why don't you ship faster?  Why is everything so expensive?" I

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-83051805570382582692011-06-10T06:19:00.000-07:002011-06-10T06:19:56.445-07:00

Another early morning wake-up call.  I feel asleep at about 10 PM last night, due to a rather vicious migraine that made me think I was going to vomit up the really great dinner that Devin made me.  Nothing like knowing that every light that was on and every car that went by just made it worse. So, at 4:15 this morning, my body decided that it had gotten enough sleep, and it was time to wake up.

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-85566170914033451092011-06-04T21:23:00.000-07:002011-06-04T21:23:34.877-07:00

Okay, it's a beautiful day in my neighborhood.  Finally, it got all nice and warm.  No rain, nothing but sun and joy and...oh, glorious weather. So what did I do?  Run errands (like a responsible person), and then I went and sat out side at my local pub.  It was great.  Wandered around downtown, was amazing.  Because it was warm.  Me, in my capris, and a tee shirt. Oh glorious sun.  Give it a

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-79846916990468658332011-06-03T21:20:00.000-07:002011-06-03T21:20:57.549-07:00

So, Devin and I went out to eat tonight.  We went to a local place that I love, mostly because of the AMAZING food, but also because of the service.  After 1 or 2 visits, the waitress knows me (probably partially because Devin is a regular), and knows what I like to drink (Usually just, "surprise me".  Tonight was Mango Margaritas). But.  There was THE CUTEST KID there.  Minus the times he was

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-86718938536460618042011-06-02T07:55:00.000-07:002011-06-02T07:55:49.810-07:00

Sorry, guys, this has to be a quickie.  Something about having to get ready for work. Life's been good.  SWMBO came up last weekend.  We read, went to Powell's, went to Tillamook, and in general had a nice visit. (Sorry about any typos, I'm having all kinds of typing issues right now) I'm pretty sure my life is turning into a 2 cup of coffee kind of day, which isn't stellar. Business?  Not

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-9533564767363709202011-05-22T22:07:00.000-07:002011-05-22T22:07:28.486-07:00

Here's what I did today instead of working on my crocheting... -Slept -Read -Went with Devin to get a hair cut -Slept -Ate dinner -Read -Piece together patterns (right now, I kind of hate Adobe, by the way) -Crocheted Yep, that's right.  Today was all kinds of non-productive, until it wasn't. Can I just say, though, libraries with hold limits irritate me, as well as the fact that you can't

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-1861845048969993392011-05-21T18:28:00.001-07:002011-05-21T18:28:52.445-07:00

Things I did today instead of working on anything crochet-related: -Slept -Went to my actual paying job. -Library Run - Joann's Run. -Slept -Read -Slept -Read way too much on the Cheeseburger Network. -Blogged about not getting anything done. On the upside, the rapture didn't happen.  So that's something.

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-83077634221965078652011-05-18T22:28:00.000-07:002011-05-18T22:28:31.830-07:00

I heard about the End of the World this weekend (again), and decided to check out what CNN had to say.  Here's my reaction on some of the current top stories: 1.  End of the world?  Based on that guy's math and his already failed attempt and predicting the end of the world...I don't think so. 2.  Lady Gaga is now the most powerful celebrity according to Forbes.  Huh. 3.  You can buy some of

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-32636288715666253282011-05-18T17:46:00.000-07:002011-05-18T17:46:26.620-07:00

So, I really need to edit my CareerBuilder account, because it still has me as "actively job hunting", which means all those annoying "Sales & Marketing" companies are sending me emails about working for them.  Not to mention my favorite company, Epic in Wisconsin, is still trying to recruit me.  At least they offer to pay my relocation fees. I keep kindly telling people that I'm really not

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-52172909610715564062011-05-15T18:15:00.000-07:002011-05-15T18:15:31.438-07:00

I really was going to post on Friday, but Blogger was having issues in the morning and...well, then I had to work. So, Thursday, at the store, 2 people brought in their little yappy dogs.  NOT KIDDING.  Not only did the dogs bark at each other every time they saw each other, but one of them left us a smelly surprise.  Awesome.  My life is now complete.  My keyholder, being awesome, cleaned it

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-20421089118144326682011-05-12T07:52:00.000-07:002011-05-13T10:42:55.209-07:00

Okay, so I'm not posting a picture of this, but you should see the size of the bruise on my foot.  What did I do, you ask?  Dropped CD's on it at the store last night.  Not my favorite activity ever, but there you go.  Battle scars, my friend.  From the retail front line. Other than that, yesterday was s modge podge of anger, frustration, lack of discipline, and general no-goodness.  Until I got

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-2126235703392018842011-05-10T06:38:00.000-07:002011-05-10T06:38:12.468-07:00

Okay, it's the next day and I'm posting again.  Feels like old times.  But I just HAVE to share this link.  It's hilarious and completely sad... http://shitmystudentswrite.tumblr.com/ I know, I know.  Bad word in the title.  It looks like high school kids and excerpts from their essays.  And, let me just say, it makes me sad for future generations.  And it makes me wonder if I was that stupid

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-70313992275220975452011-05-09T22:05:00.000-07:002011-05-09T22:05:46.774-07:00

Bad Sardonic Girl!  I'd apologize, but I'm not sure I need to.  I'd say that I'll be around more often, but that's only semi-possible.  You guys know me.  I go through phases. Well, look at all the things you're missing.  Me ranting about work.  Me talking instead of doing.  Me ranting about parenting.  Me ranting about bad music...wait, that's going to come. Anyway.  The briefest update is

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-67223070474678333052011-04-09T09:10:00.000-07:002011-04-09T09:10:08.433-07:00

Hey y'all!  Here for the quick catch up and an update of a different kind. First off, Happy Birthday to my Dad!  Let's see.  Work is good.  This week, I got to do some art & craft time when I learned about embroidery machines that my boss wants to add to my day job.  I had an awesome time (as I tend to during art & craft time).  The store has been good too.  I actually wasn't in a lot this

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-64773522726253353272011-04-03T23:23:00.001-07:002011-04-03T23:23:54.738-07:00

JeffersonSo, Jefferson is what I finally decided to name my Nook. Can I just say, updating Jefferson can take a really long time when you've deleted everything and reloaded all of it and more. Holy cow. And, while it's updating, don't hit cancel hoping to get some reading done and finish the update later. It does not work that way. No update will have gone through, and you'll have to start all

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-18110360431283972502011-03-24T08:35:00.000-07:002011-03-24T08:35:37.308-07:00

Not much noteworthy going on. Okay, maybe a few things.  One of my very good friends came up from California last weekend.  Our activities included: Powell's, sock shopping, craft time, movie night with the boys, and a Mary Poppins Sing-a-Long.  Amazing weekend?  I think so! And then there's the job drama.  It all happened in 2 days, too.  On Tuesday I woke up to my temp agency calling me to

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-13968534261906242252011-03-16T19:06:00.000-07:002011-03-16T19:06:40.336-07:00

Okay, so I'm giving in.  I have to admit, I didn't think I would.  I like tradition.  I like real books. But, for convenience, affordability, and ease of moving... I'm getting an e-reader.  A Nook, in fact.  Tomorrow.  And I am giddy with excitement. I know, giving in to technology, blah blah blah.  But, there are some definite pluses here.  Such as...not needing to buy bookcases.  Or, at least

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-39552017992331341092011-03-15T10:12:00.000-07:002011-03-15T10:12:15.922-07:00

Okay, I know I said I was going to start blogging more often.  Sorry that it didn't happen that way... Sigh. Anyway.  It's been an adventurous couple of days.  First off, it was inventory weekend at my store.  Which means...no sleep!  Too much work! Recovery takes weeks!  Okay, not really.  But it did mean an insanely busy weekend, especially at work. On the upside?  The move didn't happen this

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-2340666196516978092011-03-08T12:11:00.000-08:002011-03-08T12:11:47.932-08:00

I haven't decided yet if I like my days off in the middle of the week.  I mean, it's always a good thing to have days off while everyone else is at work.  It means I can actually get stuff done.  Legal stuff, things I can't do working 9-5 (or whatever equivalent I happen to be working...). Of course, the downside?  I get to be home all day, feeling like a less than productive member of society.

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-74100885047420807502011-03-04T11:36:00.000-08:002011-03-04T11:36:42.543-08:00

Okay, so can I just say something?  Watching American Idol by yourself is boring.  Absolutely no bueno.  So I wound up turning it off and leaving. Anyway. Still cleaning the kitchen.  Mostly because I never did get around to finishing.  I'm occasionally one of those people. Wow...nothing stellar happened since I last posted.  There you go! Oh, wait, something did.  I got my email hacked. 

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-24058936551826767602011-03-03T12:41:00.000-08:002011-03-03T12:41:11.856-08:00

Yes, yes, I've been missing.  It happens.  But, it's probably going to start happening less. You see, part of why I was gone was because I was talking a lot.  Between the phones and the family and then the other job, well, lots of talking. Now?  I lost my day job.  Not enough work, so they let the temp go.  It happens, right?  After my momentary freak out, I've been working on it.  Applying for

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-66119489513921575012011-02-24T14:40:00.001-08:002011-02-24T14:40:28.857-08:00

SickI'm such a baby when I get sick. Mostly, I just want to curl up and sleep. So it's entirely possible that I currently have the flu. Devin, in all his awesome-ness, has been babying me. He brought me grilled cheese when i wanted it, got me Emergen-C, and stuff for my runny nose. And tried to convince me to take days off from work. He's pretty awesome.

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-84082694645280120212011-02-17T23:30:00.000-08:002011-02-17T23:30:34.129-08:00

Okay, okay, I'm a terrible blogger.  Full credit.  This has to be quick, because I am exhausted and not done with my night yet. First and foremost.  Thomas and I made muffins tonight.  There's a very good reason you don't let me do math.  Instead of tripling the recipe, I accidentally added enough pumpkin to make 5 and 1/2 times as much.  Many, many mini muffins.  Seriously, about 218 mini

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-43866475530172640282011-02-14T20:12:00.001-08:002011-02-14T20:12:07.593-08:00

Champagne makes me happy. Champagne + wodka makes me silly. And makes me lose my filter. Happy valentine's!

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-7576761571469444892011-02-09T23:39:00.000-08:002011-02-09T23:39:11.234-08:00

No, I'm not dead, I swear.  Just... insanely busy and kind of thinking that I hate my laptop on my days off. In other news, I may have the perfect Valentine's gift for Devin. And yes, speaking of Devin, I know it's my turn for EC, and that I'm completely late.  Apologies all around.  Tomorrow night, most likely.  Friday night at the latest. And now, it's way past my bed time.  Night!

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-36657888651181434092011-02-01T21:09:00.000-08:002011-02-01T21:09:45.308-08:00

In the never ending world of Lindyland....wait, does that sentence make a lick of sense?  Yeah, not to me either.  So it goes. I somehow ended up with next weekend completely off.  Not this one coming up, but the one after.  An unrequested weekend off.  I don't even know what to do with myself.  Oh boy. Also, I can no longer listen to Snoop Dogg without craving gummy bears.  But, as both Devin

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-23684914638112693832011-01-29T21:44:00.000-08:002011-01-29T21:44:01.437-08:00

Okay, so the deal with Exquisite Corpse (from here on referred to as EC) is that Devin was starting.  If you go over to BoundCompass (his blog), you'll see a brief history of EC, as well as the rules for our game, and the beginning of the story.  I want to add 2 rules. (1) The next post must happen within 3 days.  This is mostly for me, because I am terrible about getting things up in a

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-72423711244691773172011-01-26T23:45:00.000-08:002011-01-26T23:45:35.941-08:00

Okay, so I've known about this for a while, it's just remembering to post it when I was around. Any argument you have may be made invalid with one picture... Snoop Dogg leading the gummy bear army.  All thanks to the Katy Perry and Snoop Dogg video, "California Gurls".  Yeah, it's terrible, but Snoop Dogg is leading a gummy bear army.  Wow.

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-35955467400839283702011-01-23T11:48:00.000-08:002011-01-23T11:48:27.390-08:00

Good morning and salutations, everyone! It's a beautiful day here in Oregon...not raining, sun is...somewhere. And SWMBO is visiting for the weekend.  Yesterday, we went to Powell's (Mecca!!), the outlet mall, and dinner with Devin.  Then dessert with Devin, because my drink had more alcohol in it than I was expecting, and I needed to give myself a little time. Today we're having lunch with

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-45697829306835703862011-01-16T15:48:00.000-08:002011-01-16T15:48:21.556-08:00

Alright, sorry about that.  I promised to come back with more explanations when I had time, and I didn't.  Suffice to say...I hate companies that have a 2-5 day processing time when it comes to making payments.  It messes me up.  So, it all finally got taken care of, and there are 2 really great things in my life. Well, one of them isn't a thing.  It's a person.  SWMBO is pretty freaking

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-81170877382678095082011-01-11T12:43:00.000-08:002011-01-11T12:43:55.159-08:00

I just want to say, thanks to my bank, student loans, and stupid people (myself included), I am cranky today.  C-R-A-N-K-Y. Too bad I have a million things to do tonight (including laundry and cleaning), or I'd go to Devin's and annoy him.  He makes me less cranky. Instead, I'm having gummy bears for lunch, going to have a second cup of coffee once I get back to work, and planning on listening

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-48696492402847951392011-01-04T23:00:00.000-08:002011-01-04T23:00:19.910-08:00

Umm, so remember when I said I'd probably be working at my old store before the week was out?  Yeah....I wound up working for 12 hours today.  My feet hurt a little bit. So, re-employed at my old store.  Well, a new branch of my old store.  Slightly confusing.  I still have the old one in my phone, so I had to put the city in the title so I could distinguish. I love it when people ask me why

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-57551574152472215442011-01-03T22:04:00.000-08:002011-01-03T22:04:44.234-08:00

Okay, so I'm having one of those days. Have I mentioned that I hate Mondays?  They happen so early. And, two, I have the Microsoft Office goodness again.  Which means Word and Excel and Power Point, oh my.  And by "oh my" I mean "I'M SO FREAKING EXCITED!!!" One other thing.  I had a double interview day (on top of a full day of work...I'm tired).  The first was for a library position. 

-lindyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09591692167540969670noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756354971989841287.post-65847789986512018202011-01-01T21:38:00.000-08:002011-01-01T21:38:18.758-08:00

Okay, so here at the Sardonic Girl, part of the fun is laughing at me, my dumb moments/decisions, and in general...well, laughing at me. So, last night, we went to a friend of Devin's, and I drank a little much.  So when we got home, we pretty much went straight to bed.  In the middle of the night, I needed a glass of water.  Being in a weird state of sobering up, I got a little dizzy.  Mind you

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Okay, I really did mean to post this week.  No idea what happened. But I can tell you what happened tonight!  I decided that I really should use more of my bed for sleeping, and less of it for storage.  And so I cleaned off my bed.  And now, it's 1:30 in the morning, and I am wide awake.  No bueno.  On the upside, when I want to stay up past 12 on Friday (ringing in the new year and all that),

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Okay, let me just say, I meant to blog a lot more recently. This, however, is a quickie.  More when I get home from work. But, I just want to wish Oregon and myself a happy 1 year anniversary!

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That post was getting too long.  I opted for a new one instead.  I realized something today.  Do y'all remember the Hamster Dance website?  It played that annoying song over and over and over and over again?  I was watching "Robin Hood" (the Disney version), and realized IT'S THE SAME SONG.  I'm serious.  Click on each one and compare. There was something else.  Oh yeah, I still hate deadlines.

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Okay, so I am not a winner in life today.  Mostly because I am too tired to care. Actually, I've found some really great things out today.  Mainly being that one my loans is being deferred, so I'll actually have money to buy gas and stuff.  Woohoo! In other news... I'm interviewing for a part time position to help supplement my income.  The really funny part?  It's at my old store.  Well, the

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So, every one has those weird eccentricities, right?  Those absolutely weird things that drive you nuts? Devin's is leaving time on the microwave.  I have to admit, sometimes I do it on purpose just to irritate him.  Though, sometimes it really is an accident. Mine is laundry.  I hate it when I don't get a chance to put my clean laundry away.  It's just one of those things. Anyway...that

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The new job is good.  I'm sure in a few months I'll find it mind-numbingly boring, but right now, it's just what I need. Basically, I collate.  And ship.  Stuff I've done before.  The people I work with are fun, which is nice.  A little crazy, but you know how I like those type of people. Right now, we're listening to the Christmas station.  When the season is over, the station is switching

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So, on to happier topics of the holiday.  First and foremost... I have Thursday and Friday off both this coming up week and the week after for the holidays.  Bad for my paycheck, yes.  Good for my sanity?  No real distinction either way.  But, good for my sleep habits, yes. Devin and I braved the mall today.  Actually, we braved the biggest mall in the entire state today.  Yeah, it's the one I

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Okay, there are going to be a couple of holiday posts, considering that I have a lot of different things to say.  This one is going to be the sad one.  Sorry.  Feel free to skip it if you want to. This is my first Christmas away from my family.  I'm a little sad.  Okay, more than a little.  It's not just missing traditions, it's everything.  Part of it is that they keep playing the Christmas

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Haha!  Success is mine!! Okay, so my two cryptic issues?  Resolved. The first was that I hated my job and would take just about any excuse to not go in.  I was waiting to see a few things and what was happening so that I could quit.  I swore to myself that I would not start the new year working there. And, success.  I have found another job that pays better, has better hours, and starts on

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Hey everyone!  Sorry I've been gone so much lately.  It's been a weird, complicated, stressful few weeks. Unfortunately, what that means is that the funny sardonic-ness that I can do, is gone.  Right now, I'm stressed, upset, worried, exhausted, and fighting heartburn and panic attacks again. But, I am hopefully going to resolve THOSE issues soon.  At least the major contributing factor.  No

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Hey everyone!  Sorry I've been MIA.  Life's actually been interesting and busy lately. Of course, I did want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving yesterday, but tiredness took me to bed at 9 PM.  You think I'm kidding.  I really did crawl into bed at 9 last night, and was asleep within 10 minutes. Anyway.  I've been job hunting (and interviewing, so score on that end), working (less fun, but

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So, my life is a little confusing right now.  On the upside, my boss swung it so that I now have Saturdays and Sundays off.  Awesome.  But somewhere in the schedule swap, my schedule got really messed up. So I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be working what one schedule says, or the other one.  So I'm kind of working both.  As in, it's entirely possible that I'm working an 10.5 hour day for the

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So I am home again.  Have been for a couple of days now, just that blogging has been low on my list of things to do. Let's see....California was fun.  The wedding was gorgeous and fun.  Everyone showed up and said yes, so there you go. Got back to work to find out that there's mandatory overtime, 1 hour every day (not awesome), and that they're doing voluntary lows some days (sending you home

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CaliforniaSo, I'm typing this on my phone from California because my mother changed her password and is currently on the other side of the globe. I'm excited to be here, but I woke up around 5 AM after really bad sleep, so I'm kind of punchy. What's awesome is that I packed 8 books for this trip. I just found 5 at Mom's that I want to read.Of course, I also just found out that my mother 3 copies

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Okay, so I've had tons of calls where all I wanted to do was strangle someone.  Like, you know, double Blackberry swaps, or anything involving a Blackberry, really. But, honestly, one of my favorite calls is when parents call in and block their kids lines.  Honestly.  We can put lost/stolen restrictions on phones so that they can't be used, and when parents put them on because their kid is "

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Okay, so you know all those wonderful years that I was in college?  I just found out that I'm going to have to start paying back my student loans in December.  It somehow came as a shock to me, mostly because I thought they were going to start counting my 8 months from when I graduated, not when I finished.  Even so, they're about a month early. Still.  Shock.  And just one more reason I love my

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Devin and I now have a pet.  Yep, George the Squirrel.  A couple of weeks ago, I was at Devin's while he was at work, and while I was applying for jobs, I heard this weird scratching at the window.  As I peeked through the blinds, I saw this squirrel running along the window sill, trying to jump up the window.  Odd moment, but given how many trees are in Portland, squirrels only make sense.

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