This is my life and musings and whatever else I decide to write about in a day.

Pure Imitation Maranie

Friday, March 22, 2002

You are Hobbes!
You're a bit too mellow to be an incarnation of Calvin, but you're still his best pal. You don't mind having fun, though, and enjoy playing tricks on your friends when they least expect it.
Take the What Calvin are You? Quiz by contessina_2000@yahoo.com!

I disagree with the summation but hey, I'm Hobbes! That's pretty cool, so I'm not bitching.
posted by Maranie on 3/22/2002 05:17:00 PM

Thursday, March 21, 2002

Could my week get any worse? Hell yes. No matter how bad it is, it could be worse. That doesn't mean, however, that it doesn't suck hard now.

I could go off whining about how my schedule for tonight is fucked all to hell over possible, but not definite, free Blue Jackets tickets. At least I can bitch about that here, because anyplace else I look like a whiny little snot looking a gift horse in the mouth. It boils down to this: I want to know if I'm going to the game tonight. A yes will suffice. Won't be as happy with a no, but will accept it. "Maybe" is not in my vocabulary. I had to look it up just now. Honest. ;-)

I could also go off about the $918 combined we seem to owe the U.S. and Ohio governments this year, especially when anyone reading this blog knows we are not wealthy people to begin with. Combine that with the $96 bill to have some slow-brained schlub figure this out for us at H&R Block (never again!), and I'm one pissed-off little Maranie. But Jason is more pissed about it than I am, so I have to keep my mouth shut, smile sweetly, and coo, "We can scrape it together, leave it to me, don't worry about it." And I don't mind typing that because he knows it's true.

Any other bitching I could do would all boil down to my being neurotic and more than just a little nuts. I guess the overall condition of that sucks too. Plus I need a dental cleaning. And I'm going to Susan's Pampered Chef party tomorrow night but can't afford to buy anything. And I still need to tell Chip that I'd feel like a cowardly idiot, avoiding the Athens trip when I want to go so bad, so I'll be going next month - only I can't catch him online. Shit like that drives me up a wall. (Although I'm thinking that I've at least taken care of the Chip aspect.)

Well, my lunch break is over - time for me to address the piles o' files on my desk and leave my baggage online.

posted by Maranie on 3/21/2002 01:14:00 PM

Monday, March 18, 2002

We have a new voice mail system at work. This is fine. What is NOT fine is the new voice on the system. This new woman is entirely too cheerful when she tells me how many frigging messages are in my inbox, waiting to be answered. I liked the old woman better, who told me "You have 4 new messages" just as matter-of-factly as "the sky is blue" or "you have a tumor" or the like.

posted by Maranie on 3/18/2002 10:31:00 PM
So I took this quiz to find out what character I am from Alice in Wonderland:

I am Dinah!

You're a fucking cat, not some fairy tale shit! You've no place in the world of nonsense, and its puzzles have nothing to do with you, whether you find them too easy to understand or too difficult. Things are what they are, and you're quite happy that way, existing in reality.

Dammit, I wanted to be Alice:

I am Alice!

You're just a girl; you tend to get frustrated easily, you daydream quite a bit, and you try to avoid making trouble, though curiosity always gets the better of you. Even under tight circumstances, however, you put aside (some of) your fear and figure out what's the best thing to do. You want a better understanding of your world.

But I'm thinking I'm more Dinah, anyway. Ah, well.

posted by Maranie on 3/18/2002 12:13:00 PM

Sunday, March 17, 2002

*sigh*

What an exhausting weekend. I'm so tired, so sad, so angry. I'm now entering hour number 3 of Just Being Left Alone after being pulled three ways this weekend, having three people talking to me at once and all demanding my full attention. And this is just the surface issues of this weekend. I won't even delve into the demons of my childhood for fear of losing the precious few readers I have of this blog, but suffice it to say that all the old memories come rushing back, that some situations will never change, and that the perception and wisdom that comes with age isn't necessarily a good thing.

This evening, however, should be fun, with Darren here to hopefully play some Chez Geek and definitely to order a pizza and watch a movie. Tonight promises some alone time with my husband. But I'm still hoping to shake this feeling of needing to be isolated, because after sleeping and almost an hour now being awake, I still want to be alone.

posted by Maranie on 3/17/2002 05:12:00 PM

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