New developments. Seems tomorrow I have third interview for promotion. I am less than pleased. I feel the HR recruiting assistant has failed me. Seeing that I earn my BA in four short weeks and this job is for someone just out of high school, I think it is not for me. But I will interview for it and weigh my options later. They're not gonna offer me the job on the spot, but give me time to decide. I don't feel optimistic about it. 

Since adayinmylife was featured, I took a gander and decided to document my daily nothings. I just bought Teddy a new memory card so he's good to go. I got the most adorable shot of Ike this morning, I must upload when I get home tonight. And I learned to set the timer to take photos of myself without the blur. Good times, good times. 

Spoke to Tam last night. She's good, Don's visiting over the weekend and then he's going back only to return May 4th. They're "working on their relationship". He's going to school in Illnois this summer, which is good, I guess. And he's planning on travelling every weekend to visit the baby. Dunno how that's working out, but okay. I can't wait til my Lamby arrives! Okay, enough of that. 

EDIT: Oh my T Bag, how do I love thee? let me count the slays...

PB was great last night. I must buy tapes to record mah show! Scofield is psychotic, I am sure of this now. I am a little scared of him. Changing my icon to ol' Teddy himself.

When I captain my own spaceship after Earth implodes and we have to live on Mars, artamora will not be one of my passengers. Yeah, cos she said I was cute. Well, what I said that was cute. Lake is very angry with this but will get over it.

My sleep patterns have been less than optimal. Last night I had a colossal headache and I dropped off at ten. I wake up at almost 3am can't settle back down. It doesn't help that at four, the winos converge on my front stoop and smoke. And it doesn't help that I'm restless. 

Bruce rang me but I was too tired to answer, and I didn't want to have to deal with the bootycall-like conversation that would ensue. Men are right, women can have sex any time they want. Me, on the other hand, I am fickle so no. This week marks two years and seven months of my being superfrustrated, as I like to call it. Not that I am complainin' but I am complainin'! Every time I see that What about Brian commercial on ABC where that one guy says: "I haven't had sex in six months" I want to scream. I snarl and say, "get use to it, buckoo." Granted, mine is self-imposed but I'm not about to lay with some schmuck just cos. 

Humor me as I am sidetracked by a post on MSN Spaces about Race. Not gonna get into that one. Where was I? Uhm, yeah. I feel feeble and sick, not physically but emotionally. Not ready to be jumping into anything or causing someone heartache. Every time I am interested in a lad, I turn on myself, like an autoimmune disease. I hate myself for having feelings and wanting to be regular, cos, *shocker* I wasn't raised that way. Sometimes when people say they love me, I wonder what they want. Not with my friends though. Family, I mean. I send Tam emails that just say I love her and she shouldn't forget it. Cos, I am a coward and can't say it to her on the phone or face to face. We weren't an affectionate bunch when I was growing up. I think I was, can be, but I learned to be cold and unemotional. I want to be warm but it's difficult. If I learned anything from my stepdad, it was that I was never to be weak (My nana countered this by always babying me). Yesterday I asked the eternal questions I knew had answers but I was hoping someone else could tell me them.  Why am I like this? Why do I continue with irrational thoughts when I know the truth? Why, why why?

 Well then, regarding Scofield, Sucre and the lot of them...  
Readers, you will hear from me again. You have been warned. Not done asking why.

Possible Cylon checklist:

1. Baltar (oh he just has to be)

2. Gaeta (dunno why but I suspect)

3. Zak (he may come back and shock them all)

4. T Bag (I know he's on PB but no one human could be that evil)

I swear to the PTB that this pc is gonna crash cuz of the stuff I just dled today.

I wanted to make purty icons like all my lj friends and got Picasa and Ifranview. So this is what I came up with:

And a few days ago my current icon for this entry. It's bland, I'm at work with sucky editing stuff.

I said I wasn't going to buy the jump drive until my next paycheck but I walked into Staples and they had the Sony one for 30 bucks. I had to snag it. 512MBs for 30 bucks? That's a sale.

On impulse I also got gel pens and a stapler at the checkout line. I see that product placement does do wonders. (Hey the staplers were purple and I know the gel pens, in blue, will motivate me to ecris Keeping Score). So the textbook thing is out for another week. I have only to buy two so far. My math course was cancelled Thursday and you know I was exceptionally perturbed at that. Maybe it'll just be worksheets and I won't have to buy a book. Yeah, and Ike the tortoise talks.

I feel scratchy in the throat. And I love Prison Break. I've come to realize Wentworth may be a little bland when it comes to acting but he's damn good to look at. There some moments where he jumps out and shows he has depth but for the most part it's kinda one-note like David Caruso on CSI:Miami. You know what you're getting so that's why I love 'em.

I'm reading up on a few virtual series (seers, and gods and another one over at Monster Zero) and they're making me want to be better. I do always reread stuff and find ways to say things differently and convey images other ways, but I think I've been cranking out gou shi for good gorram a year or five. When I was in my darkest place, when I was out of school and slept all day and websurfed all night for nine months '01-'02 I wrote some jewels. Pearls I tell ya. Pearls I cast before swine because it was about my then-obsession a not-to-be-mentioned musical group. It's still good if you cut out that it's about them. I'm due for posting something up here so be forewarned.