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wThursday, May 30, 2002 | |
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i filled out an online job app for apple's new retail store in february. they called today, they want to do a phone interview on monday, weird. the guy asked if i was a mac user. i said "sure!" (yeah, i have a performa 6400 sitting downstairs) he asked if i've used OS X i said "of course!" (system 7.5, it can't be THAT different, can it?) they might have OS X at school, i've used those macs, i had a class in the new art computer lab... my mom says she has 9.1 at work... i guess i should try and find someone with OS X to let me play around in case the guy asks me questions... before all this i was bored, so i put my hair in pigtails (i watched little house on the prairie this morning, ok) 
yes, that's the scottish flag. no, i'm not scottish. posted by Jenny on 5/30/2002 07:41:00 PM |
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my grandma called today, i returned her call when i thought she'd be at lunch. i think she might have waited around knowing i'd do that. damn those answering machines that timestamp calls. anyway, my "cousins" (no actual blood relation, the mother is from a previous marriage, the daughter is her daughter with her 2nd husband) are coming to town tomorrow. that sucks, they (well one of them) was just here 10 days ago. my sister's home, we have plans. she called me from "the price is right" to say she didn't want to have anything to do with them. funny thing, neither do i. (oh, and she didn't get to come on down) so anyway, i kinda pissed my grandma off the last 3 times i saw her. whatever, it's mostly her problem that she lets what i do or don't do bother her. last time it was that i didn't run downstairs when she got there, so she felt like i didn't want her there. ding ding ding i don't want her here. she told my parents she was going to the bathroom, then she came upstairs to yell at me, but having emphesema, she could barely breathe when she got to the top of the stairs. yet she still managed to tell me she was "very angry with me". whatever. then i didn't say "no thank you" when she tried to pass me sauce during dinner, i just said "no!" i informed her that i did say "no thank you", the previous 3 times i had been asked if i wanted sauce. she informed me that i have no right to be that way with her because she called ahead of time and said that she had an ear infection and if we didn't want her there, tell her before she comes over. well, she didn't tell me that, she told my mom. whatever. then today when she calls, before the whole thing about my "cousins" coming, and after she invites me over for lunch, she starts telling me about how she went to the doctor about her ear, but he wasn't there, so she's going back tomorrow, but she's already exhausted, but she has to go because her ear is bleeding. eew. then she starts telling about how the blood is drying and getting crusty and it hurts. ick ick eew. i don't know if i should sympathize or not, i've never had an ear infection before. still, that was pretty gross. she generally exaggerates her medical problems to get me to jump to her bedside, so i wasn't wholly convinced anyways. whatever. posted by Jenny on 5/30/2002 05:29:00 PM |
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wTuesday, May 28, 2002 | |
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my therapist made me play this weirdass 70's self-actualization board game today. i was sitting there going: is this really my life? posted by Jenny on 5/28/2002 05:43:00 PM |
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wFriday, May 24, 2002 | |
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i'm playing with a web cam... here it's supposed to reload every 2 minutes and 15 seconds, but the picture refreshes every 45 seconds, you figure out how to use it... posted by Jenny on 5/24/2002 08:08:00 PM |
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do i lie? yes. do i cheat? yes. do i steal? well, mostly i steal my own stuff back, my sister's a thief... is it fair to hold it against me for admitting my faults? i doubt it. ok, so sometimes i might exaggerate a little, or change a word or two when repeating something i did or said, but if there's one thing about me it's that i always admit my part in something... "she said ____ and then i said ______ and then she said _____" this level honestly always manages to get me in trouble. what's worse than lying? being in denial. being in denial and lying about might even be worse, i'll think about that. anyway, long story short, during a conversation last night the pb said i was the 2nd most combative person he knows. ok, sure, i'm combative, i admit that. i don't think i'm quite that bad. i know i've been worse in the past. i've been really good lately. (like 3 months, i'm expecting sainthood any day now, well, jewish sainthood) his proof was the night before i said 2 things to his ex and she im-ed him and asked why i was picking in her. ohmygod. she picks on me ALL THE TIME. hell, that's what she does, her fucking hobby is putting "lesser" people in their place. and she's unrelenting about it. grr (well, ok, i never liked her even before i knew he had ever dated her, but since then, he basically only tells me about the bad things she did/does to him, so my judgment is admittedly clouded) so anyway, i don't think the 2 things said to her were even that bad. 1 was totally in the context of a chatroom, and all i did was respond to someone else's joke "lol, you said something funny" (and, imo, this is a guy who needs that affirmation) ok, so then later she mentioned the admiration of her peers, to which i responded that i wasn't her peer (setting aside that i also fail to find any admirable qualities in this woman...) was that nice? no. was it nicer than i could have been? yes. anyway, here's what i never got to say to him: age is the one thing i have on her. i'm 23, she's 50. i mention that i'm younger than everyone all the time, it's not exclusive to her. she gets on me about being so young (when the pb's not around, naturally), but i open myself up to it, i know that. so what happened last night? it's like i'm some how being penalized because i don't curb my behavior when he's around. he told me he told her he was staying out of it, but then he tells me, he believes me that she picks on me when he's not around, but then everything else he said was basically admonishing me for 2 stupid little comments and trying to convince me to never talk to her again. that's not staying out of it, that's trying to get me to leave her alone so she won't bother him anymore. at the very least i'm the 3rd most combative person he knows, because he didn't put her ahead of me, and most of the time, it's her starting stuff with me. something else that irked me, he wants to condemn me based on all the combative things i've done, but with everyone else it was just recent stuff. whatthefuck, i've been better lately, some credit please. so here's my point: (that i wish he had stayed online long enough to hear) i resented him saying i was the 2nd most combative person he knows, because, when i asked him to clarify, all he had to back it up was his ex-girlfriend's complaint. i'm not saying i'm not combative, just not THAT bad. i'm not saying i didn't get on her a little. but i would like him to recognize (if not appreciate) that i am always myself when he's around, i don't hide the bad parts of my personality like his ex or some of his other friends. and, when he says he's going to stay out of something, i want him to really stay out of it. every time he tells me he doesn't want to hear about it i later find out she's been whining to him again. (and i really don't want to know every time she talks to him, i just want him to either admit he's not really staying out of it, or get some fucking backbone with her) and let's be fair her, he asked me not to start anything with her a long time ago, and i didn't, for awhile... she just pushed and pushed and pushed. i eventually responded. i do let most of it go with her. i spend more time avoiding her than i do dealing with her directly. mostly what annoys me with her these days is the way she gets on other people. last week i was telling the pb about how she was picking on some person unrelentingly, just trying to one up her and put her in her place over and over, and that i eventually got so sick of it i took off. and i don't even like this person. had it been anyone else but psycho ex i would have stood up for her. so i'm telling the pb about this and i know he thinks it was just me complaining about his ex. i don't think he realizes that it was about me, and how bad i felt for the way i reacted to the situation. 
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wSaturday, May 18, 2002 | |
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so i'm trying to read about ticket prices for disneyland and the page keeps loading in spanish. whatthefuck it's really pissing me off... look:   posted by Jenny on 5/18/2002 04:41:00 PM |
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wFriday, May 17, 2002 | |
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want to know what hell is like? today my mom's boss was out of town, and she's the only person who works on friday (well, except for this crazy lady in sales), so we went out to lunch, then afterwards i got to play on one of their imacs and use the high speed connection, fun fun. my mom found aim on her computer and she signed on, but she couldn't remember my sister's aim name, and i wasn't about to tell her. meanwhile i'm on the other computer saying to my sister "she got aim at work!" "this is my hell!" it took awhile to sink in with her: "what?" "oh" "ooh" "OH!!!" so then the pb im's me while my mom was taking out the recycling, and when she came back i hid the window real quick... "is that the peeebeee?" "yes (grumble grumble) he got off work early" so from then on she was hovering around trying to see his screenname. i put my sister's im on top and she got her name and probably started harassing her. so i basically sold her out. then she started asking me 20 million questions about the pb, i could remember what lies i told her last time. she's obsessed with whether or not i met him on the internet. if i thought it didn't matter i'd probably just tell him i did, but it DOES matter (to her anyway). she was totally harping on the fact that he's 11 years older than me (she thought it was 9-10, i might have said it was before, i've forgotten) actually, he's more than 11 years older than me. when i'm done tossing that one around in my own head maybe i'll be more apt to discuss it. anyway, i finally just said "it's not like i'm marrying him!" to which she spat out "good!" hmph! this is exactly the reason i try to keep my life private, it's because of the way she just butts in... posted by Jenny on 5/17/2002 05:02:00 PM |
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wMonday, May 13, 2002 | |
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Congratulations! Your general IQ score is 142. A person whose IQ score falls in the range of 129-143 is considered to be "highly intelligent". For a complete analysis of your intelligence, you can purchase your Personal Intelligence Evaluation below. This report is an analysis of your 12 distinct types of intelligence. For example, in the IQ test you just took, your pattern recognition score is 88. wow, last time i took one of these (years ago) was 134, then i took it again immediately, and i got 136. anyway, this one seemed pretty easy, it was all true/false. and can we really trust internet iq tests? i mean, it took me a good 13-14 minutes to finish.... and i was counting a lot of the stuff out on my fingers. is that allowed on an iq test? what about people who work it out with a pencil and paper? and why should i score the same as someoe who answered the same things, but did it in half the time? oh, nevermind, i went back and read it, no pencil and paper... (although, i highlighted some of the spelling ones with my mouse, wouldn't you need a pencil to take the test in the first place, so you could circle stuff...) and what about counting on my fingers? isn't that unfair to people who are missing a finger or something? and i was marked off for time, and i skipped a question, oops! posted by Jenny on 5/13/2002 11:11:00 AM |
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Your Number is 4 If you’re a Four, you tend to keep your deeply emotional nature hidden from all but your most intimate friends and loved ones. You may consider others weak if they are overly emotional, since you pride yourself on your strength and practicality. Indeed, you are an incredibly tenacious, grounded and trustworthy person, and you expect nothing less than the same from those around you. Your friends and family look to you for strength and support. You possess tremendous strength of will and purpose; when you set your mind to something, there is little that anyone can say or do to sway you from your decision. Sometimes, of course, this can lead to trouble. Your incredible willpower may turn into stubbornness; instead of being merely firm and resolute, you might become dogmatic and narrow-minded. You may become obsessive about following the path that you have set for yourself, forgetting that it is perfectly fine to change your mind sometimes. You may consider change to be akin to chaos, and thus prefer a life of routine. You simply like to know what and whom you can count on! You expect loyalty from your loved ones and you return that loyalty in spades. These qualities make for a wonderful marriage or business partner, but you must also remember to have fun once in a while! Relaxing into changes and embracing new situations can often be more effective than fighting to maintain the status quo. You tend not to be a social butterfly and may have only a handful of close friends rather than a large group of acquaintances. Your friends, however, are like you: Loyal, supportive and trustworthy, they will be your friends for life. Similarly, in romance, you aren’t one to indulge in many short, meaningless affairs; you enjoy the stability of a deep, intense, long-term connection. Be careful that you don’t demand too much from your loved ones; friends, family and lovers alike can feel tremendous pressure to live up to your high standards. Rather than becoming overly demanding or possessive, you must learn to allow others to determine how much -- or little -- of themselves they are willing and able to give. Your best bet is to find a partner who understands you well, someone who is strong enough to provide you with the encouragement you need and also to withstand your occasionally unreasonable demands. When you find that person, you will make an incredible life-partner: steadfast, dedicated and faithful till the end. Since you thrive in environments that emphasize routine and dedication, you should do well in professions such as accounting, economics, business or the military. Your down-to-earth, sensible nature makes you a wonderful planner and organizer; you make a great team leader and can achieve great things as long as you also remain open to others’ help, ideas and input. posted by Jenny on 5/13/2002 10:35:00 AM |
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wSunday, May 12, 2002 | |
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in the car a few minutes ago my mom was going on and on about grandma. we had brunch today, and my grandma insisted on doing the dishes even though my mom kept telling her she didn't have to. i guess she spilled some cofeeor something, because whole way home my mother kept disdainfully refering to her as "your mother" (talking to my father, obviously). she kept saying "you know what, i bet she chipped a coffee mug, when we get home, i'm going the check all the coffee mugs!" it's a fucking coffee mug, so what? and even if she does find one in the cabinet with a chip, that doesn't mean grandma did it. and doesn't this scenario sound oddly familiar to her picking the paint off my car... well anyway, my point was, this is exactly why no one else would do the dishes. dishes get soapy, one might slip out of your hands. she keeps a mental list of who's chipped what. they're just fucking dishes! posted by Jenny on 5/12/2002 07:34:00 PM |
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roger ebert didn't like the love story in episode ii either. he called it "dead in the water". he said it's tired (actually, he said "tired tired"), been done a thousand (he said "thousand thousand") times before, and that they "stare at eachother like sticks" i feel somehow vindicated, probably because my sister didn't dislike the love story. ah, misguided youth. ok, on to something more interesting i ran out to get a mother's day card this morning and someone hit my car in the parking lot of the supermarket. my mom was picking at the dent, and i told her not to. then i turned around, and when i turned back, she'd picked of about a half inch of paint. she's such a fucking child. maybe the paint would have fallen off eventually, but the point is, i asked her not to pick at it and she didn't even wait 3 seconds before she did it. posted by Jenny on 5/12/2002 06:54:00 PM |
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wSaturday, May 11, 2002 | |
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 funny considering i don't even have pierced ears (prolly a sign i shouldn't take this quiz...) i don't even know what this means... whatever posted by Jenny on 5/11/2002 03:03:00 PM |
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wFriday, May 10, 2002 | |
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although if you ask my sister, i do i damn good impression of sandy, but i think even she'd agree i'm daria. posted by Jenny on 5/10/2002 11:22:00 AM |
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i'm having lunch with my grandma tomorrow (or today, since i've noticed after midnight) and to think, i just suggested to my mom that we have "brunch" here for mother's day... (well, ok, it was more like "we'll get lox and bagels, she'll show up") of course now my mom's sister is taking credit for the idea, but whatever, she got me in to see episode ii, so i'll give her this one. my sister was going to be home for lunch, but now she's not. 2 week ago i got out of lunch because it was suppose to be he 2 of them. then my sister offered me up as the consolation prize or something (no fair, i'm always going out with her she hardly ever does, and never alone!) then last week i talked her back to both of us, but then my sister flaked out on that, but i still managed to get out of it. then today i tried to call her because my sister took my dad's car, and my dad took my car, so i was stranded in the house... then when i didn't reach her i realized i didn't want to go anywhere anyways. so anyway, i put her off all week on an answer, and today she finally got me, so i have to go tomorrow. my sister's response: good great love you take one for the team !! grrr also, i've slept 9 hours the last 3 nights. yep, that's right my depression is getting worse again. and my mom keeps asking when i'm going back to school, and the answer is, never. the other day after she was getting on my case for awhile she asked what would i do if my parent's tried "tough love" (meaning as it is now, i live here, but i have no job and i'm not in school). i just said "living with you is very tough" guess who didn't like that answer... and finally, last night at this time, i was signing off my computer, and my lips felt numb, whatsupwiththat? posted by Jenny on 5/10/2002 12:29:00 AM |
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wTuesday, May 07, 2002 | |
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yeah, it was pretty awesome, i damn near skipped out of the theater. the openning scene, it starts with action right away... didn't really fall for the "trick", but i don't really think you're supposed to. jar jar was in it early, but not often. yeah! the love story, blah! i mean, it wouldn't have been so bad with a few less scenes, but, whatever. personally, i don't need to see every little development to accept that they have kids together... and is amidala capable of wearing the same thing twice? i was glad 20 minutes in tot he movie when there was a suspensful scene and they finally stopped talking. but it was very informative after that. they finally pronounced people's names so you could hear them, something i've been waiting for. but you have to listen carefully, because my sister and i picked almost everything up, but my aunt missed a lot (older ears, i guess) oh, and the light saber fights, awesome. yoda with a light saber, the living end! yoda done entirely in cg, eh, it was ok, but i still would have wanted to see the puppet sometimes, for nostalgia or something... obi wan's entire storyline was cool, i liked it way more than that whole love story thing. anakin was kinda whiny (as he was in life as a house), but when he was dark, oooh, it was goood. r2 and 3po, glad they were included, but i'm kind of confused now (like why 3po didn't recognize the name skywalker, or owen's farm, hel-lo). oh, and "what a drag" and "i'm beside myself", they came after a pretty good joke, too bad. but back to owen, at least now we know where he came from. and the lack of a space battle(well, maybe not totally), cool, it felt kinda lame in the last one the way they threw it in there... and finally, the set up for the next one: can't wait! posted by Jenny on 5/07/2002 07:32:00 PM |
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i am leaving to see episode ii in less than 10 minutes. yes, i know it doesn't open until may 16th, that's what makes this so fucking cool! i was going to re-type the thing i was typing about what an a-hole my mother is when my computer went the other day, but i don't have time because I'M GOING TO SEE EPISODE II!!! so as you can tell i'm excited ;) the previews made it look like a love story, and frankly, i'm not interested in a star wars love story that doesn't involve harrison ford, (speaking of which, k-19: the widowmaker, harrison ford, liam neeson, sounds better than a star wars movie without harrison ford or liam neeson, hehe) but i'm hoping for an awesome light saber fight and some dark moments from mister anakin, so that'll be good. but i have to go now because i've been typing for 4 minutes! ohmygod, bye! :-D posted by Jenny on 5/07/2002 01:45:00 PM |
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wWednesday, May 01, 2002 | |
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i was in the market today to buy stamps and get $10 cash back. consequently i walked in and got right in line. behind a guy buying 84 frozen burritos. 7 cases of 12. but they don't sell them by the case, so the checker had to count them all, and then scan one from each case (because frozen burritos come in at least 7 different flavors). his hands were all red by the time he was done. then the guy pulls out 4 tubes of fixodent, which he will presumably need after eating all those burritos... reminds me of this time when i was about 11 that my mom took me to the market at like 7am to buy mini powdered donuts to give the kids on the bus to summer camp. the lady in from of us was buying 17 identical cans of cat food. after they had all been scanned, my mom said "watch, she has a coupon for each one." and ya know what? she did. posted by Jenny on 5/01/2002 05:22:00 PM |
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