This is my life and musings and whatever else I decide to write about in a day.
Pure Imitation Maranie
Friday, March 15, 2002
I am such a hair metal geek. Am I the only person who remembers that today is Bret Michaels' 39th birthday? Or am I the only person who cares? ;-)Well, folks, here I go to disappear for a weekend while my parents come to visit. Wish me luck.
posted by Maranie on 3/15/2002 12:59:00 PM
Thursday, March 14, 2002
Oh holly hell.Go to Chip and Kopi's blogs and see their results of the test below. Then thank your lucky stars that we haven't convened in a small southern California town.
Yet.
posted by Maranie on 3/14/2002 12:32:00 PM
OK, I'm frightened now:
Kind of appropriate with my last name, but I'm too short to be anyone but Jonathan. Ah, well.
posted by Maranie on 3/14/2002 12:24:00 PM
Wednesday, March 13, 2002
Y'know, I logged on here to post something, then realized that I really don't want to. I don't have anything to say right now that hasn't been said a million times over in my head. I'm tired and I'm frustrated with so much in my life that sometimes I want to press Rewind and start it all over again, changing so many things. And other times, I want to hit Fast Forward and just move past where I am now.I'm just confused, I'm sad, and I just want to go to bed right now to go live another day.
posted by Maranie on 3/13/2002 11:32:00 PM
Tuesday, March 12, 2002
Three beers, Chez Geek, a visit from Darren and chatting with Kopi and Chip. I'm feeling MUCH better now....posted by Maranie on 3/12/2002 11:54:00 PM
So here I am on my so-called lunch break at work. I say "so-called" because I'm spending it at my desk to get a little web surfing in (plus I'd feel ridiculous taking up limited lunch room space to drink a Slim Fast) but I haven't really been "AT LUNCH."
What a day.
I've been called by every fucking Clerk of Courts office in Ohio, and they all have some sort of problem with one of our cases. Our status chart work has stalled, as well as the billing shit I need to do. I'm getting all sorts of "what the fuck" things happening with our cases, too. Jason called after dropping my car off to get the sideview mirror fixed and told me that they didn't shuttle him to work until 9:30 instead of 9, which they said they could do yesterday if he got there by 8:30 (I couldn't drop off the car because they can't shuttle past 10 miles, yet the reason they were late getting Jason to work was a drop-off of some other guy - you guessed it - over 10 miles away.) I still don't have my grades for my probate exam, making me wonder if I will actually be graduating tomorrow. I still need to get gas in Jason's car, pick him up, pull some $$$ out of savings, and pay the over $200 to fix the fucking mirror. Then I get to drive home from THERE at the end of the night. Plus my parents are coming up this weekend, which is maddening in and of itself. Oh, and did I mention that I'm way behind in e-mail correspondence to my friends, plus my chat time with Chip and Kopi has lately been nil?
*Whew*...Give me a moment to catch my breath.....
I'm going nuts from the stress. ACK. But here's the end of this half-hour lunch break, and back I go into the mess that is my job right now.
posted by Maranie on 3/12/2002 12:28:00 PM
Monday, March 11, 2002
I read this article somewhere today about making your blog a more popular read. One suggestion was to go into greater detail on why you're feeling a certain way.I don't think this dude gets it.
Take the way I'm feeling now, for instance. It has nothing to do with my day. My work produced a feeling of frustration with a co-worker and a pile of work waiting on my desk. The evening resulted in a nap, some laundry, a chat with my folks and some cuddle time with my kitty; in other words, good shit.
But the way I'm feeling is hard to explain. I just feel like the world is moving a half-step faster than me, that I'm five minutes too late for the most important moments of my life. I feel like I just walked in the room when the punchline was being told. I feel like I'm constantly awakening from a daze. But there's no way to explain this feeling, of looking around and wondering when did that happen, I don't remember that changing yet here it is. Is it just paranoia? Am I just too distracted? Who knows? All I know is that I'm not helping matters any, just sitting here typing, and yet I can't stop myself from continuing my wait for the next thing to happen.
posted by Maranie on 3/11/2002 11:37:00 PM
Sunday, March 10, 2002
Oh boy. My parents waited until today to tell me that they'll be visiting next weekend. Although this is good news in that I haven't been disowned and forgotten, it still sucks because I now do not have the time to clean up the house nor plan activities. Any and all suggestions will be considered, if not agreed with nor adhered to.In good news, I got new clothes today. They fit. I look good in them. I brought home a dress, two blouses, a pair of slacks, a purse, and two necklaces at Lerner and, due to some clever use of leftover Christmas gift cards and a couple gift certificates, we only shelled out $11 for over $180 worth of merchandise. I'd say that's a damned successful shopping trip, wouldn't you agree?
posted by Maranie on 3/10/2002 11:39:00 PM
This weekend has gone quite well so far. First, a somewhat unexpected overnight visit from Carlos and Jenn - we knew they were going to be in town, but just thought they would be stopping by. Turns out, Jenn's brother had left town for the weekend, so they needed a place to stay. Had a good time with them, despite the shitty weather, and even got to purchase the Chez Geek 2: Slack Attack expansion set and my very own copy of Moulin Rouge. Another high point of the day: Catching about 15 minutes of The Osbournes and laughing my ass off at such beautifully absurd moments as Ozzy trying to work the new remote control and watching himself on Leno. Then Bobby came over, bearing free food, and we watched Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure on DVD.
All this would be very well and good, in addition to some possible shopping today, if it weren't for two things: I have to go into work today (but that'll count as overtime, so I'm not too bumming about that) and my parents still haven't gotten back with me about next weekend, to the point that I'm just planning on them not being here. My paralegal graduation is on Wednesday, and a couple months ago they wanted to be here for it or the weekend after. Dad even wanted to go to a Blue Jackets game. Now they've completely forgotten me, even after I called last weekend and asked if they could please check their schedules and see if they were free. Dad said he'd e-mail me on Monday. Well, it's Sunday now, and not a word. Thanks.
posted by Maranie on 3/10/2002 11:40:00 AM