spankerella: (douche)
more online RPG drama... nobody told you to read this )
spankerella: (draco psycho friends)
I'm letting something stupid bother me, and I can't say what because people read here and will go tattle on me I think... without even trying to talk to me about it, but that's ok. I should be in bed because I have to get up early, but I'm bothered. It's stupid too, and I should just blow it off because there's so much other crap that I should be worrying about. Maybe I need to just take a step back from a couple of things and take a vacation from my life.

There's never a vortex around when you need one.

dammit

Mar. 14th, 2006 11:08 pm
spankerella: (finger)
I am so frustrated right now, and I can't say why. Without going into detail, I am tired of being treated like a second-rate citizen. By family, by co-workers, and even by friends. It's been a theme this week. I am going antisocial after this weekend. Perhaps even before. I'm really tired and stressed out right now. I don't feel like I matter, like I make a difference, or like I'm important enough to be heard this week. I think I'll just be bitchy (I'm actually pretty darn good at that) to damn near everyone for the rest of the week.

So blahhhh, screw you, life!

ARG!

Mar. 10th, 2006 05:07 pm
spankerella: (hillshaveeyes)
I hate my job. I know I say this often, but I do hate my job. I think I am needed somewhere else tonight, and I have to go to work. My icon pretty much coveys my current mood.

Feel my swear. swear )
spankerella: (hillshaveeyes)
Changed back to an old LJ style because I could not take that white BS anymore. Something is screwy. It won't let me stay with the style I had at all without going all goofy. Oh well. It also won't let me have a header image at the top without going all wonky again. I just don't have time to fool with it today.
spankerella: (pms)
Ok, lemme explain something. My brain is no longer connected to my body. It has shorted out and ran away. There's wedding stuff and Christmas/Holiday/Yule/Solstice stuff and folks going out of town stuff... too much stuff. So I forgot. I've been too busy and there's too much other stuff going on. My head is full-up. I can't remember every little thing. Hell, I can't even write anything right now my wires and so crosssed. I'm in a sorry state mentally, so if I forget something vital, just give me a little leeway, huh? I will *TRY* to post new challenges this Sunday, but I make no promises.

I just want to take a nap. I haven't been sleeping right. My lower back hurts because of cramps and my feet are killing me because I used my break time to go to the mall and try to finish my Holiday shopping. I just want a nap. And maybe so hot cocoa. With marshmallows.

But alas, I have to go back up to work. *deadpans* Yippee.
spankerella: (dark mark)
OMGess, ladies and gents, DO NOT use my echo_liz mail addy for forwards and spams... especially if I don't know you other than you read my fic and might have mailed me about it and I replied. I try to reply to everyone who feedbacks me. Especially if they feedback me by mail. That doesn't mean you know me, sorry to be rude, but it doesn't. If we don't trade mails or comments here on LJ with some sort of regularity, if you are not one of the people I hang with or are not considered an online friend, DON'T DO IT. I will be mean to you. VERY mean. I don't like forwards anyhow, and if you are a person who likes to send them and are a friend, you have the OTHER mail addy for that.

Don't use my fic mail to spam me. You'll find out why I'm a Slytherin.
spankerella: (finger)
Cold but here. Nearly spun out on my way home from work tonight. GP, the cheap bastards, hadn't sanded any of the roads. Though I shouldn't be surprised. I really despise living in this town some days. Even though I chose the safest route home, there's still a hill I have to go down. It was unpleasant.

Mom's still doing well. She had today off because she was supposed to still be in the hospital.

Don't you just love when you aren't talking about someone and they think you are? I can't be bothered to correct things right now. There's too much other, no offense, more important stuff happening right now for me to worry about someone else's insecurities. Selfish, I know, but this other stuff going on doesn't have ALL to do with me personally. The person I refer to knows exactly who they are. If you are unsure, then it's not f*cking you and stop wibbling about it. Harsh, I know, but I really don't have the time or the inclination to coddle or soothe any misread feelings, k? Also, this would be different if it were just one person. It's actually a few of you. Get over yourselves, folks, not everything is about YOU. Geez.

Also, there appears to be another flist pruning on the horizon. No offense, but some of you need to learn about LJ cuts and spamming the flist page. Or you just don't comment anymore. Or I feel like we don't have common enough interests. Or whatnot. Whatever. Don't be offended if you are snipped. Feel free to defriend me as a result if you like.

work sucks

Sep. 22nd, 2005 03:44 pm
spankerella: (pms)
Warning... capslock!echo ahead...

I HATE MY JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HATE IT! I HATE IT! I HATE IT!

I ran errands today... like I needed to do, and I *WAS* going to work on the next part of "Jealous Face" before heading into work, but I'm heading in now instead. Why? Because people don't show up, and then we have no backup. All four prints we're getting are there. Is anyone building them? No. Because *I'M* the only projectionist working. vicious swear about it ) I am really getting tired of this, and if I could afford to do so, I'd just quit. I need some help in the projection booth. I'm not getting any. They can put new computer systems for registers... even though the ones we're using are working just fine... but we can't hire another booth person so I don't go crazy. It's a good thing I'm not the "go into the office brandishing a gun" type. But I swear to the goddess if I get lip from ANYONE tonight, I'm am punching them in the face. Hard. I have had it. Utterly.

I am about to pack my shit and go work at McDonald's. It can't be worse than this. It can't. *hates*

*company name removed* are a bunch of toeragging ass clowns! I despise you all with every ounce of my being! Companies with corporate people who have no concept of what it's like to be in the trenches doing a job piss my shit off, and *company name removed* is FULL of them. And full of themselves. They act like this company is SOOOO great to work for, and we should be so lucky. Right. F*CK YOU and your new registers. F*ck you sideways for not getting me booth parts when I need them!

Well, I'm off to work now.
spankerella: (wtf)
MTV, I hate you.

MTV rantings... complete with swears )

eta: Must add that I have had INSANE amounts of sugar today. That might explain my irritation. Might.

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