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wFriday, January 31, 2003 | |
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i'm watching the maury show right now. he has opposite couples in love. first i saw a 72 year old burlesque performer in a fringed thong-like thingy and her 30 year old boyfriend. next was a 350 pound 5'6" woman in a purple bra and panties, and her boyfriend who didn't speak english. maury had to act out sex to ask him about it, cause the guy didn't know the word in english. there was also the woman who holds the guiness world record for piercings with over 1,000 and her scottish buisness man boyfriend of over a year. and a few short people/midgets/i don't know the pc word here who married normal height people. i don't see how that's so unusual, people that height spend their whole lives around taller people anyways, who else are they supposed to marry? i suppose the difference is the fat people who put on skimpy lingere and dance on tv... eew also, i just saw ads for 2 shows i worked on that are one tonight. even the network previews can't make them look funny, sad. now juliet mills is on a show called "beyond"? trying to reach people. hayley mills is so freaking cool. her sister appears to be a little... eccentric posted by Jenny on 1/31/2003 01:03:00 PM |
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wTuesday, January 28, 2003 | |
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tonight at work a girl got her wallet stolen. it was in her purse (sort of an open bag with not clasp or anything) under her seat. she got up and said that her wallet was missing and the woman behind her was gone. then the security guard came up and said it was in the bathroom. initially i thought "duh, you lost it in the bathroom" (cause this girl was there last week, and maybe could be seen as a little ditzy). then she checked her wallet and her debit card was gone. later she said her cash was gone too. as it turns out, she felt rustling under her chair, so she checked, and her wallet wasn't in her purse. she hadn't even been to the bathroom. a woman came out of the bathroom and told the security guard that a black woman left the wallet on the sink, and when she called after her, the woman kept walking. in the row behind the missing wallet was the woman who found it sitting in the chair immediately behind the chair the purse was under, her mother to her left, her daughter to the mother's left, and a black woman to the daughter's left. i had to go over there and ask who was missing from the deat behind the purse, the daughter told me it was her mother, and seemed really agitated. earlier i had helped the daughter and grandmother to the bathroom. so at this point it seemed like security might question the black woman about the wallet. i didn't want to have anything to do with that. it could only get ugly. first they asked the witness to describe the black woman, and the description she gave didn't match anyone there that night. i felt like the couldn't accuse this person that the witness saw, because it was just as likely that she was just blaming someone else. soon afterwards i had to go to the bathroom, so i went out in the hallway, where they were questioning her. this lady was freaky weird. also, the security guard said he didn't see anyone else come out of the bathroom but her. also, 2 other people said she jumped up and said she had to go to the bathroom, they told her it'd be a minute, so she sat down on the stairs holding her side and leg. then when she got up to walk, it looked like she was keeping something in place under her arm. anyway, even though this woman probably took the wallet, it was really dumb of the girl to leave her wallet in an open purse under her seat. on the one hand, if osmething doesn't belong to you, you shouldn't take it. even if it's a wallet sitting on the street, it's not yours, you don't have a right to it. on the other hand, what recourse do you have when you're not careful? purses are like a candy store to thieves, don't be stupid. posted by Jenny on 1/28/2003 10:34:00 PM |
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wThursday, January 23, 2003 | |
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i'm sort of using this old post because it'll help the one i'm going to post in 2 days make mroe sense. if you read down to the bottom there, you can see how far away i am from last year on that. the uncomforting friend is where i was with them, probably worse because he used to think they really were friends. meanwhile, i'm working and spending time with people from work, and even my sister, and could give a crap about them. (not that it was a particular picnic getting to that point, but hey... it seems over). one thing's for sure though, when i am online, i'm talking to people i want to talk to, and not hanging out in their insipid chatroom just to be there. more importantly, i KNOW i'm not missing anything. (except maybe stress, aggravation, grief, riddicule and other annoyances). alright, i think that's more than enough of a preface... 2002-01-05 - 10:04 a.m. um, i'm basically in my apartment right now becuase my sister needed a ride to school why start the quarter on a friday anyway? can't call my therapist again til tuesday, as if that makes a difference, i'm not expecting a phone call back had a big fight with my mom over it she acts like she's going to tell me what she's decided i need to do to get back into school, i run off and do it as diligently as possible, and then the dean and everyone else involved is bent to her will and it works forget that i don't even want to come back oh, and i never got my grades in the mail (i suspect since i wasn't on the roll sheets, my african history professor got a grade slip to fill out for a student he'd never heard of, and had no work from, and that's slowing things up) well anyway, my mom is hounding me to tell her my grades i'm sure i could go in and ask for them, but i guess what i'm worried about is some offical person coming out and asking "what happened with african history" because i don't want to answer that that i really just don't care... i didn't take those classes because i wanted to, it was because that was what i had to do to get back in, and i didn't even want to do that either, i just did it cause it was easier than my other options well anyway, back to the fight with my mom, she was washing dishes, specifically, that big butchers block of really long knives leaving the kitchen as soon as my dad came in and asked what was going on was probably my greatest moment of self-preservation of late and actually, i've been kind of self-destructive lately driving really fast, no seatbelt oh, and i chat in this public room practically every night on aol... well, i've been going there for years, sometimes it's been every night, there have been times when it wasn't the last few months (ok, like 10 months) it has... well, the last few weeks i've been im-ing with my friends, but avoiding the rooms and, uh, let's see there's kind of a lot of fighting going on i'm not so much involved except i'm friends with one "side" and not so much friends with the other side (oh, yeah, and after many, many years, i finally broke down and met a lot of these people, which has made this all the more "fun") so anyway, i guess that's all that i need to give as background here a few nights ago, i really just didn't want to be there i mean, my prescence annoys the people who don't like me, so if being me annoys someone i don't like, i'm just going to be me, and their annoyance is a bonus... well anyway, i got convinced i should show up for the 2nd half of a hosted chat... down at the end of the hour as everything was wrapping up i was joking with one of my friends and said "bitch", shaky ground on the aol tos line people get away with stuff like that all the time, but it's not really my place to say (well, ok, i said it 3 times, i got warned after the 2nd time, but i honestly didn't see it til after i had stopped) well anyway, all those damn nosy people erupted in furor trying to get me in trouble this all went on in im, i only got some 2nd hand info from the fringes i joked i was going to change my name to archduke ferdinand (anyone get that joke?) so, totally unimportant, except many of my friends are mad at me, and i'm feeling particularly scrutinized (in my online life, anyway) so it really bugs me to give the people who don't like me what they want and not go into this chat room anymore i've made a couple of short low profile appearances just to show i'm not "afraid", but what really gets me, is this: i'm questionning my online existence, because i just don't want to be as careful as i'll have to be now that everything i say is being scrutinized, and even if i'm super duper good they'll still find something i did wrong and i'll end up taking it in the ass, not exactly my idea of a rip roaring good time, and at the very least hanging out in this chat room should be fun, which it ceased to be awhile ago... oh, and one of my good friends, who just so happens to straddle the middle on this one, says to me, don't worry, they'll move on to other targets... oh, that'll make me feel soooo much better, when i'm left alone but another person is going through this... geez, that guy is no good at comforting people when they're feeling sorry for themselves, hope i remember that in the future... posted by posted by Jenny on 1/23/2003 11:40:00 PM |
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i took my lexapro on sunday the 12th, then again 18 or so hours later by mistake. so i'm pretty sure i didn't take it on monday. then i left it in my car, and didn't go to my car until late tuesday afternoon, at which point i decided not to take it, because it'd screw me up for the next morning. unfortunately, i think i forgot the next morning too. i know i didn't take it thursday, or any other day this week until last night. then i took it again late this morning. anyway, the last few days really sucked because i had a hard time falling and staying asleep, but i was tired most of the day. also, all of my sleep together added up to a huge chunk of the day. and, i've noticed that i've been annoying to be around. also, i had to read a book, write a paper and talk about it in class. read a good portion of the book this morning. then i got to class early and skimmed through most of the rest (skipped the chapter about "my people", figuring he'd let that go). since another girl talked about my book first, i just got to jump in with specific examples of some of the things she touched on, so that worked out well for me. i was going to type up the paper tonight and ask my sister to print it out and turn it in tomorrow morning. seeing as how i'm in im-land with no end in sight, i've decided that turning the paper in myself monday morning isn't going to have any more adverse negative impact on my grade, probably. posted by Jenny on 1/23/2003 09:40:00 PM |
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wWednesday, January 22, 2003 | |
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i finally figured out why i couldn't log in to my ftp in about a month. problem is i forgot what i wanted to do there. here are some pictures of me playing the bond game, 007: agent under fire on gamecube: 
and finally, a brownie hot fudge sundae i had waaaay back when ;)  posted by Jenny on 1/22/2003 05:47:00 PM |
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wSaturday, January 18, 2003 | |
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worked 7 hours on wednesday, then stood around for another hour and enjoyed watching the tow truck guy try to fish the keys out of someone's car. thursday i had the day off, i just suffered through 3 hours of the most boring class ever. last night i worked 7 hours, although i heard a rumor i was clocked out at 7.5. i suppose it's always possible i was really clocked out at 6.75 and stayed that extra half hour out of the goodness of my, i dunno, heart? i'm not working again until tuesday, then not again until friday. the best part is though, i don't have class again until wednesday! woohoo! posted by Jenny on 1/18/2003 02:30:00 PM |
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wTuesday, January 14, 2003 | |
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i have a rash, a bladder infection, and i think maybe pink eye. isn't that nice? I WORKED 6.5 hours today, well, it was somEwhere between ^ AND ^.@%< CLOCKED out at 6>% THOUGH. aLSO< the shift key on my keYBOARD IS broken. So that;s SOMEWHERE BeTWEEN 6 AND 6.25 and cloCKED OUT At 6.5. please ignore other odd punCTUATION as well... posted by Jenny on 1/14/2003 10:18:00 PM |
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i have a rash, a bladder infection, and i think maybe pink eye. isn't that nice? I WORKED 6.5 hours today, well, it was somEwhere between ^ AND ^.@%< CLOCKED out at 6>% THOUGH. aLSO< the shift key on my keYBOARD IS broken. So that;s SOMEWHERE BeTWEEN 6 AND 6.25 and cloCKED OUT At 6.5. please ignore other odd punCTUATION as well... posted by Jenny on 1/14/2003 10:18:00 PM |
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i worked 11.75 hours on friday, 15.75 on saturday and 18.5 on sunday. i suppose comparatively the 6.25 hours i worked last night was a let down. then again, i went to class, so i ended spending 12 hours out of the house anyways. then AGAIN, i did get to sit down and eat yesterday, which is more than i did on those other days! now i have a weird rash, and i'm pretty sure a bladder infection (which sucks, cause i'm allergic to antibiotics). i have to go though, cause my uniform is pretty rank and i need to find a 1 hour dry cleaner so i can wear it again to work tonight... posted by Jenny on 1/14/2003 12:26:00 PM |
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wThursday, January 09, 2003 | |
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i went to disneyland for 2 hours yesterday. i rode dumbo, something i've been afraid to do for the last 18 years. Refurbishment Schedule Davy Crockett Explorer Canoes King Arthur Carrousel Matterhorn Bobsleds Sleeping Beauty Castle Rivers of America Mark Twain Riverboat Sailing Ship Columbia Haunted Mansion so what CAN you go on? this is probably the first time i've been there in 10 years when small world wasn't down though. it looked good all lit up, but i didn't go on it. i've had this window open for awhile, and i can't think of another thing to say, so it ends here, for now. posted by Jenny on 1/09/2003 11:21:00 AM |
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wWednesday, January 08, 2003 | |
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i'm in class right now, and i have digital camera envy. the camera's to check out from school are a whole megapixel more than mine. actually, it's my nikon, but 1 model up. so it's black and not the silver :( i sort of have g4 envy, since this is a mac lab. i really have monitor envy, cause i'm using a 21 inch studio display - drool. posted by Jenny on 1/08/2003 12:45:00 PM |
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wSaturday, January 04, 2003 | |
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I didn't have any caffeine for a few days. All this sugar is making me ill now. So i've switched to a less caffeinated, sugar-free, carbonated beverage. Seeing as how it's gross, i don't seem to be drinking so much of it... On the 31st I took my first whole lexapro. Yesterday I forgot to take it all together. (I also went back to caffeine yesterday, bad me.) I haven't tried the Ativan yet. Now I am going to sleep because I have to be at work at 8:00 a.m. in 9 days, and it will probably take me that long to get used to being up by then... posted by Jenny on 1/04/2003 12:32:00 AM |
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