August, 2004

  1. eBay Go Away.

    August 31, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    I seriously need to stop putting stuff in my watch list on eBay. I’m getting in too much trouble. I don’t need more wax scented soy tarts for my burners! I have more than enough!

    Need? Who said anything about need??

    I WANT THEM. I WANT THEM ALL!!!!

    Chocolate peanut butter strawberry cheesecake cappuccino banana nut bread.

    YUM.

    There goes my birthday money.

    Thanks to everyone for all the birthday wishes today. It has been a rather uneventful day. I’ve been a bit busy at work. My co-worker got me a card and forced everyone to sign it. “Another birthday. Take it like a REAL WOMAN. Eat chocolate and BITCH.”

    Yah. Bring me my NY strip steak salad and SHUT THE FUCK UP.

    The boy was asked to work OT today. When he realised just how much money he’d be making, he couldn’t volunteer fast enough. He told me he was only going to work a half day, since he still had to wrap my presents. How sweet is that? FUCK WRAPPING MY PRESENTS. ;)

    There’s only one thing getting me through this day. (Ok, yes, I’m dying to know what the boy got me!)

    WORLD CUP HOCKEY.

    Yes, kids. HOCKEY. On my TV.

    TONIGHT.

    Say it with me now:

    U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A! U-S-A!


  2. Money In My Pocket.

    August 30, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    There is nothing better than coming home after work and finding your mailbox stuffed with birthday cards containing birthday money.

    Yay.


  3. Be My Guest.

    August 30, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    Suffice it to say, I will be away from any sort of technology for quite some time…other than my cell phone, that is. And that in itself is ANCIENT technology.

    Maybe I should take my Handspring with me, just because.

    Eh.

    ANYway…the reason for this post?

    No reason. Why do I need a reason? :P

    (It’s 35 minutes til five. Can you tell?)

    Anybody want to guest post while I’m off galavanting around? Drop me an email at rpgraphics at gmail dot com.

    Let’s see if I remember to check the aforementioned email account. So if you don’t hear back from me right away, you’ll know I’m a dunderhead and I’ve forgotten.

    Got it?

    Email. rpgraphics at gmail dot com. Guest post. Anybody?

    Bueller? Bueller?

    (And no, I STILL to this day have not seen the movie.)


  4. Counting Down.

    August 30, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    Wow.

    I actually got shit ACCOMPLISHED this weekend!

    *golf claps*

    It was a peaceful weekend, one that I spent mostly holed up in our home office, trying to tie up all those loose ends that need tying up before one goes away on vacation.

    Friday, I hit both the banks so I wouldn’t have to go anywhere during the weekend. Came home to some nice things…namely, the boy had cleaned the front bathroom and done his own laundry. He had also gone shopping and gotten himself some new shirts for work. He’s such a good boy. For all that, I made him a nice dinner of pork chops and saucy bow-tie noodles. I feed him well.

    Saturday, he had to work. My mission was to re-burn the two mix CDs I had made a few weeks ago, since both were screwed up, along with burning a new CD. I got up around 10 and got to work, finally stopping to eat some lunch around 1. The day FLEW by as I got all the CDs burned and played solitaire on Pogo. I was shocked when I looked at my watch and saw that it was 5 o’clock!

    Lissa came over with one of her cats and her new kitten for a playdate with my girls. Suffice it to say, Murron promptly established who was boss in the house and Bailey went and hid under the couch. The kitten is absolutely ADORABLE. I snapped a roll and a half of film, which means I need to get to Best Buy and score some film before we leave for Jersey.

    For dinner, I had marinaded up a nice steak in baja chipotle marinade. We had that, mashed potatoes and peas with onions for dinner while watching the night race at Bristol. The boy got home from work, ate dinner and went to bed. Lissa almost left without her kitten, ’cause I didn’t want her to take him home!

    Sunday, more work for the boy. I got up around noon, finished up the laundry and burned another CD. Played solitaire most of the day. Cleaned up around the house a bit. Forgot to empty the dishwasher. Went outside in the stifling heat and emptied out my car. Almost passed out when I got back inside. I had to take a cold bath to keep from keeling over!

    The boy got home from work and I promptly sent him back out to get dinner. There wouldn’t have been a problem had someone remembered to take his phone with him in the morning! I didn’t feel like cooking…I was still woozy from being out in the heat and was getting a bit of a headache. After dinner, he went to bed early and I stayed up til about midnight, playing solitaire.

    Yes, I play a lot of solitaire. No, I will not miss my computer ONE FUCKING BIT while I’m on vacation.

    The boy’s classes start today. At least he’s got off tomorrow and Wednesday so he can get a start on them. I’m just waiting for his last book to come in.

    FOUR. MORE. WAKE-UPS.


  5. Score!

    August 27, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    Work’s been super-crazy-blow-a-blood-vessel-in-my-brain kinda crazy. Which would explain why I haven’t done any updates lately.

    That, and I really haven’t had much to say.

    Life has been good. The boy LOVES his new job.

    Score one for us.

    The boy got paid his last check from his old job, along with a check for all his unused vacation time. Imagine both our surprise when it was twice the amount that we were expecting. He thought he’d used up all of the first week’s worth of his vacation time. WRONG.

    Score two for us.

    Since last Friday, I have made over $180 posting books up for sale on Amazon’s marketplace. Fun money that I can stuff into a slot machine or two or four in Atlantic City next weekend.

    Score three for us.

    Wednesday night 9-ball was great. We won 69-31 and won four out of five matches. I won 15-5. The first rack, I ran five balls and sunk the nine to win the rack…all perfectly played with perfect position.

    Score one for me.

    Last night, we won all five of our matches. Granted, the last match was a forfeit, but it still counts as a win for us. I beat a 4 2-0. I was thisclose to a break and run in the first rack. The boy and I were home before 10:30.

    Score two for me.

    It’s FRIDAY and it’s PAYDAY!

    Score three for me.

    ONE. MORE. WEEK.


  6. Hallelujah!

    August 25, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    The boy LIKES his new job. Granted, twelve hour shifts kinda SUCK, but he gets lots of days off and can still go to college, albeit online.

    Which means we still get GI Bill money.

    YAY.

    And then there’s his 401(k) from his old job. We talked about it and decided that he wasn’t going to roll it over. Just send us a check. Suffice it to say, we’ve got big plans for the $$.

    He’s getting the guitar he wants. I’m getting my new computer and a new cell phone.

    YAY!

    Whatever’s left out of the disbursement will go into our savings account. Along with the GI Bill money, so we can try and save some money.

    I know, I know. No matter how many times I say that, it never happens. Something will end up blowing up.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    I think I just may make it to pool tonight after all, although I sure as hell didn’t feel like it this morning!

    I woke up this morning and couldn’t breathe. There’s a feeling I hate more than anything. Once I finally stopped choking, I managed to roll my sorry ass out of bed and get ready for work.

    I’m going straight to the match tonight from work. Unless I get out of here early, which would be nice. I need a nap. Work’s been super crazy busy these past few days.

    SEVEN AND A HALF MORE WORKING DAYS UNTIL VACATION.

    YAY!!!!


  7. Going Down?

    August 24, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    PROBLEM: Two books are for sale. Which to buy? “The Titanic” or “My Life” by Bill Clinton?

    Titanic: $29.99
    Clinton: $29.99

    Titanic: Over 3 hours to read.
    Clinton: Over 3 hours to read.

    Titanic: The story of Jack and Rose, their forbidden love, and subsequent catastrophe.
    Clinton: The story of Bill and Monica, their forbidden love, and subsequent catastrophe.

    Titanic: Jack is a starving artist.
    Clinton: Bill is a bullshit artist.

    Titanic: In one scene, Jack enjoys a good cigar.
    Clinton: Ditto for Bill.

    Titanic: During an ordeal, Rose’s dress gets ruined.
    Clinton: Ditto for Monica.

    Titanic: Jack teaches Rose to spit.
    Clinton: Let’s not go there.

    Titanic: Rose gets to keep her jewelry.
    Clinton: Monica’s forced to return her gifts.

    Titanic: Rose remembers Jack for the rest of her life.
    Clinton: Clinton doesn’t remember Jack.

    Titanic: Rose goes down on a vessel full of seamen.
    Clinton: Monica… oooh, let’s not go there, either.

    Titanic: Jack surrenders to an icy death.
    Clinton: Bill goes home to Hillary… basically the same thing.


  8. The Five People You Meet In Heaven

    August 24, 2004 by raspberryvixen

    “The Five People You Meet In Heaven” by Mitch Albom was an absolutely wonderful read. I picked it up out of my summer reading stack early Sunday afternoon and had it finished by Sunday evening.

    The story follows Eddie, an 83 year old maintenence man at Ruby Pier. When he is killed trying to save the life of a little girl in a freak amusement ride accident, the book follows Eddie through his journey into Heaven, where he meets five people that had something to do with his life, whether he knew it or not.

    It’s a very interesting story and the ending is perfect and ties up all the loose ends…which is something I hate in a novel. Those damn loose ends!

    I HIGLY recommend this book. Perfect beach reading!

    Another book that I’ve read recently is “Indelible” by Karin Slaughter. Now, I’m normally not one to read murder mystery type books. I don’t like to think to much when I read. But this book had me hooked from the start and it was very hard to put down. I finished it in a couple of days.

    “Indelible” starts off in the Grant County police station, where two armed men burst in. Police chief Jeffrey Tolliver is wounded, setting off a terrifying hostage situation with medical examiner Sara Linton at the center. The past and present are deftly melded together in this gripping story, and the ending will shock you. I’m not giving away a damn thing…read this book for yourself! I had absolutely no idea about the outcome of this one, and I usually can guess the outcome within a couple of chapters, due to flimsy storytelling. This book was DAMN GOOD!

    So good, I think that I’m going to go and get some others that she’s written. And that’s saying alot, since I don’t like those murder mystery type books, ya know.

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    And on another bookish note, I LOVE Amazon’s marketplace. I listed “The Five People You Meet In Heaven” and it was sold in nine minutes.

    I’ve also sold six of the nine books that I listed on Friday. $90 made on that batch, including “The Five People You Meet In Heaven”.

    YAY for vacation money!! :)