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[Feb. 1st, 2007|02:38 am] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Mr. Big - to Be With You | ] |
Switched back to ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) blazerelmyn. In the process of moving entries and revamping the layout. Add it at will.
S'where I belong anyway. |
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[Jan. 31st, 2007|11:54 pm] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | contemplative | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Mystery Train - Bon Jovi | ] |
I got a new monitor. All is right in BriWorld.
Also, Dustin's shadowage went well, from what I was told. Beyond his toes wanting to fall off. Snow sucks.
I'm having a hard time adjusting to an LCD monitor from a CRT monitor, for the second time in a row. My eyes don't want to adjust for anything, and thus, the headaches are hitting me finally.
What can I say? It's bright.
I don't really have a lot to say. I spent some time reading through blazerelmyn a few nights ago. It would be nice to go back to that journal, if it were possible to transfer all of these entries to it without having to do it one-by-one. That's a lot of entryage.. I need to clean up some of the crap still bogging down my F-list anyway.
Hmm.. What to do, what to do.. |
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| Recap. |
[Jan. 31st, 2007|09:49 am] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | aggravated | ] |
-Bizz had a job interview yesterday. That meant the day before was spent seeking out a suit for him. Needless to say, \m/
-I also called Penney's day before yesterday to find out wtf was going on. Guy is still out sick, Shirley will call me when he comes back.
-Yesterday was Bizz's interview. I ended up having to flee to the library an hour or so before it to print out his resume because our printer died, the office computers went down in a power outage, and the one computer they did have up and running did not have a CD drive. gg.
-Bizz's car slides in the snow. A lot.
-Today, he gets to shadow someone else in the position he applied for. He's gone from 9-5. Dundundun.
-My monitor died last night. That makes two non-working monitors on my floor. One will not turn on at all, one will not turn off, yet will not display any picture whatsoever. Gg, power outage. Gg.
-If it's not snowing in copious amounts of white icy fluff when Bizz gets home, we're heading out so I can blow more rent money on computer stuff.
That is all. Drop me an email or a line here if you actually need me. |
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| I never made promises lightly, and there've been some that I've broken.. |
[Jan. 26th, 2007|02:35 am] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | blah | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Fields of Gold - Sting | ] |
My dad's been here (As in, in person) since yesterday. I made a huge dinner and everything, and admitted some stuff to Liz that, at this point, I'm thinking I probably shouldn't have. I'll find out the reprocussions soon enough, I suppose. Today was similar to yesterday, but instead of toting my dad and Liz around town to find them a new motel, we all went out to the movies, and then to Denny's after. they're going to be here until the weekend, or possibly the beginning of next week. So far, it's been nice. I can see the look in my dad's eyes everytime he sees me with Dustin, though, and it rips me up. I'm at a point where I try to make light of it, and I try not to even bother being alone in a room with him, for fear of the conversation that will ensue. So far, so good.
I haven't heard back from Penney's since my interview, and I half didn't expect to. Shirley had said Bob might not be Wednesday, and that she didn't have to work today (Uh..Thursday) so.. If I don't hear from them by Monday, I'll call them or go in. If nothing comes of it, I start applying elsewhere. Not much else I can do.
The internet has been slow for me tonight. I had a couple of conversations with Angelo and Seph (<3), and pieces of conversation with Mitch, Jon, and Tort here and there. I decided to download the fourteen day trial of CoV (Instead of upgrading my actual account), and if I've a job by the end of it, will upgrade it to a full account. If not, I'll either (occasionally) live off of gamecards for it, or abandon it all together until I do have a job. Balancing it out between jobbage and WoW should be interesing. Haha. Wonderful. I finally have a chance to make some money, and my thought is on how to balance out gameplay. Shoot me.
Mark messaged me earlier, merely to be a dick, as usual. He's been like that since Angelo went on his tirade on Delteria's forums, and I cannot come up with an explanation for it beyond, "Hey, it's Mark". Or it could be the fact that Emily convinced him to send her a picture of his penis to my cellphone many moons ago, as she had no means to receive it BEYOND my cellphone. could be something stemming from that.
Oh hell, I don't really care. Not a huge loss at this point.
Between my conversation with Seph earlier, and reading Torty's latest entry, my head is pounding. I'm sick about thinking about shit that should be long-since buried and forgotten about. I really, really am. I'm quite content living in the moment. It's this up late at night by myself shit that gets to me. I need to cut back on the caffeine.
But Tort's entry, eh..
I understand his discontent far more than I should.
( Also.. ) |
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| So I told you that I was happy for you, and give him the chance I'd like again.. |
[Jan. 23rd, 2007|10:26 pm] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | worried | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Just To See You Smile - Tim McGraw | ] |
The interview went well, surprisingly enough. The "big boss" (Known as Bob! Whodathunk.) was out sick for the second day in a row, so my interviewer didn't know whether they would need me for the morning, mid-day, or night shift, and won't know until hopefully tomorrow. She said that once she talks to Bob, she'll give me a call and let me know. Beyond that, she said that they'll hire me, they just need to sort that out. That and the background check takes like three days to go through. Goodie. It's an easy job, though, and the starting pay is $7/hour. It beats food service, in a big way.
Bizz applied there as a cashier after my interview. We'll see how that goes.
My dad and Liz got into town around 9ish tonight. They went straight to the motel, and I won't see them until tomorrow. I'm somewhat nervous about them meeting Dustin. My dad didn't take well to Angelo, in a typical dad sort of way, and given how things are going between the two of us, I'm deathly afraid of how he's going to take to Dustin. Here's to hoping everything goes smoothly over the next few days. Last thing I need is more stress and etc. Oy.
I should be trying to get some sleep now, since my dad and Liz will be up at the crack of dawn. If it's anything like last night, though, I'll be getting very little sleep. Maybe I'll go camp out on the recliner. Bizz is crashed out on the couch anyway.
Annnd, I'm out. |
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| Is my front porch lookin' innnnnn!!!!! |
[Jan. 22nd, 2007|07:00 pm] |
Job interview tomorrow at 12:30.
Dad's also supposed to be here tomorrow night. Given that I said I was available for any hours, the visit with him and Liz this week should be interesting.
God I hope I didn't buy a bunch of foodstuffs for nothing. :[ then again, job > all atm.
dfljdwishmeluck |
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| Hm.. |
[Jan. 22nd, 2007|03:25 am] |
Would you go with me,
If we rolled down streets of fire?
Would you hold on to me tighter,
As the summer sun got higher?
If we roll from town to town,
And never shut it down..
Would you go with me,
If we were lost in fields of clover?
Would we walk even closer,
Until the trip was over?
And would it be okay,
if I didn't know the way..
If I gave you my hand would you take it
And make me the happiest man in the world?
If I told you my heart couldn't beat one more minute without you, girl..
Would you accompany me to the edge of the sea
Let me know if you're really a dream?
I love you so, so would you go with me?
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| And, closer than most to you.. |
[Jan. 20th, 2007|12:42 am] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | bouncy | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Dosed - Red Hot Chili Peppers | ] |
A familiar song came on earlier, and it made me think of Mav. About tens seconds later, Mav IMed me. Not all that important, but I figured I'd share it. Creeped me out a bit.
On the WoW front, things are good. Bizz is scuttling through his levels at a rapid pace (However one scuttles rapidly, at least) and I've hit a standstill with mine. All the better, because Liz and my father will be coming up to visit next week, and will be staying here about a week. I have about four days to get my house (Of which is in shambles at this point.) cleaned up and organized. I'll be proud of Bizz and I when we can manage to actually keep this place tidy. I think this'll be the last time I ever let it get as bad as it is now. Ugh. I'm going to need all four days..
Bizz and I are doing extreeemely well. As far as I can tell, at least. The thought of losing him is terrifying. The fact that I have yet to run him off is equally as terrifying. Whatever. I loves him.
I applied to a few other places, besides Best Buy. I'll probably go out looking again after my dad leaves and once the snow lets up. |
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| Should I tell you how I feel? Oh, I want you to know, but then again I don't.. |
[Jan. 17th, 2007|01:20 pm] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | bored | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Complicated - Carolyn Dawn Johnson | ] |
It snowed a whole hell of a lot yesterday. It started the night before that, when Bizz and I went grocery shopping and hung around GameStop at midnight to get our copies of BC. Ice in your eyes is not fun, and anyone interested in experiencing such should be thoroughly advised against it.
Beyond that, nothing's really going on. I applied at Best Buy a couple of days ago. Wish me luck. |
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[Jan. 6th, 2007|05:55 pm] |
I am so fucking bored. |
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| I'm off to a great start. |
[Jan. 1st, 2007|06:16 am] |
I slept away all but two hours of Christmas.
I also slept through New Years.
Bam. |
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| A sort of fairytale with you.. |
[Dec. 29th, 2006|05:08 am] |
I want to write, but I really don't know what to write. I feel like I have a lot of my mind, but there's nothing I can put into words. Not even mentally. It's somewhat frustrating.
Well, no. With very little elaboration, I can probably put it into words with ease.
I feel out of place.
It's been an interesting week. Interesting dreams and occurances.. I don't know. |
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| You don't form in the wet sand, you don't form at all.. |
[Dec. 27th, 2006|08:12 am] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Wet Sand - Red Hot Chili Peppers | ] |
Take your LJ username and replace each letter with the corresponding number (A=1, B=2, etc...). If your name contains numbers, add them too.
1) meridias - 13+5+18+9+4+9+1+19
2. Add all the numbers together to create a kind of super number = 78
73. Make a note of the first digit of this number, then add the digits of the number together: 7+8=15
4. Find the post of this number in your LJ. (Post # 15)
5. Take the digit you noted in step 3, and count that many words into the post: (1) "worst"
6. Use the resulting word in a Google Image Search, and select a picture from the first page
( Worst ) |
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| Forgotten, thoughts of yesterday.. |
[Dec. 19th, 2006|09:13 pm] |
| [ | The Feeling: |
| | lazy | ] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Drift and Die - Puddle of Mudd, Heart-Shaped Box - Nirvana | ] |
Things've been good. Plans are still solid and stuffagery with Dustin, and life's been stress-free lately. It's been calm, and..oh man. It's a break I needed.
Shortly after I announced all of the marriage stuff here, I told Emily about the plans. She was happy, and excited. She spent a night on the phone with me, planning stuff out. Who needs a wedding planner when you have Emily? She said that she was going to live through me, because Andrew refused to propose until summer of next year, at the earliest. Which is..fine. It was funny, listening to all of her plans and watching her torture poor Dustin for information about his family. Chillicothe became "Chili in a can", and Parma became "Paramount" somewhere through the entire conversation.
A few days later, apparently, Andrew proposed to Emily. They set the date for January of 2008, and have the hall for the reception/ceremony/etc and the honeymoon shit reserved already. I'm happy for her. She's seemed so much better, and so much different since she started dating Andrew. Even after they moved in together. It's good to see her like that, and you can hear the happiness in her voice. It's good. She deserves some happiness. :P
Dustin and I've been puttering around, doing this and that. WoW, other random stuff to just keep the closeness that we have. Speaking of which! I made my first big meal the other day. I'm not used to making all of the fixings alongside the main dish, but alas, I succeeded. For the most part. But anyway, our latest nightly ritual has been sitting down and playing Mario Kart 64. By the time we stop, and can't feel our thumbs anymore, it's already dawn. We have fun. It feels good to sit around and just laugh with him. Really, really good.
The only drama in my life as of late doesn't even directly relate to me. We've a few guildies on WoW who are the biggest egotistical, know-it-alls that I have ever met. They're irritating to a point that I hardly ever want to come on, let alone level to 60 so that I can deal with them in raids. Therefore, I don't. I hit 44 the other day, and haven't bothered leveling since. I've done AB a couple of times, as that doesn't require me to talk in guildchat or even pay attention to it. Else.. woot.
So yes. Just an update to let you all know that I'm still alive, and all of that good stuff. Merry Christmas! |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 13th, 2006|02:42 pm] |
| [ | The Sound: |
| | Missing You - Brooks & Dunn | ] |
So I'm making my life easier, and..getting rid of the fucking retards over in Angeloland entirely. Ala, him, Stacey.. and if Mr. Mykel keeps yelling at me for what I say to/write about Angelo, and then going over and being a total jackass about me/him and the entire situation, he will be next. I've had it. I'm the chick who LEIKZ 2 DIG ^ DIRT LOLOL but when you have absolutely nothing to write about, you decide to go, "Hey, y'know, back in July, Bri did this! Even though I know you're all sick of hearing it, but isn't she such a whore? lolol!!!". Give me a fucking break.
If anyone is hypocritical, it is YOU. I don't need bullshit lines, like this:
[14:37] Miramos: Hard to lighten up when I'm here crying over you again. That's what no one thinks about, how much you really manage to break ME down.
Because unfortunately, with all of the dirt you drag my name through and etc, that's all anyone bothers to think about. They don't think about the fact that I do things with reason, or that the only side of any of this that they get to see is the online portion. Oh. But that's okay. It's the internet. It's easy to blame me for everything, and write it off as "me being a whore again". It's easy to do that anywhere when you're in denial, I guess.
I meant what I said. Read back through those entries, and you will see EXACTLY what I meant. The only reason you get any attitude from me these days at all, is YOU. |
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