Please explain to me this:
Why is it when it snows, I suddenly crave red wine and sultry music?
.......GO!
Sunday, 26 February 2012
Friday, 24 February 2012
Updates....Jobs, Unemployment, Accutane, Roommate.
I feel like I haven't written in sometime. Although I am reading all of you. :)
Just some general updates for you.
Jobs:
There haven't been many offers since I quit the last job. Which I've also learned from staff there, that they're having a hard time filling the position. Two people have been hired and walked out since I was there. Even talk of calling me and asking me to come back. Not a chance! There isn't enough money in the world they could pay me to go back there.
I'm signed on now with 5 agencies. The interviews are slowing down. And CL is a joke. I only have one severance cheque left, and then I'm living off the buyout and savings. I might actually have to apply for EI. :( not happy. The roommate says to take a shitty job until something better comes along. Fair enough, but the offers still have to be there, and they're not.
Roommate:
We're getting along for the moment. It's been a few weeks. He's being the guy that he first was when he moved in. I like that guy. Who knows what tweaked him to start being nicer, but I'll take it.
Accutane:
I've been off the Accutane for a month now. Within a week of being off, I started to notice that I did not have to lube my lips and inner nose nearly as much. How quickly the aches and pains are dissipating. Not nearly as tired as I use to be. Hair, well, it's still thin, but I do believe it's growing back.
I did have a minor break out a week before my pill was taken, and then another after that. Since then, my face is looking good. It's not unusual for people to have to do a second cycle of it. I might be one of those people. However, I do have to wait 7-12 months before starting again. Really just have to give my body a break.
Was it worth it? I think so. Knowing ahead of time how it would treat my body was key in its success. I'll update the Accutane entries for others, so they have all the links in one sitting. I just haven't felt like writing lately.
Hmmm, what else?
I threw my back out this past Friday. I was moisturizing my legs on the side of the tub, leaned forward and everything started to seize up. By midnight I could no longer lift my legs. The pain was too much. I had to take a cab to the hospital. :( Not bad really, round trip was only 2 hours.
While I was there, after xrays etc, the nurses administer two shots in my ass.
1. morphine. 2. an anti-inflammatory. Anti-inflammatory and I do not get along, but nothing I can't handle. However, codeine... hates me.
I had a horrible reaction to the morphine and percocets they had me take. Scary to see people running around you when you start reacting. Then stupid me, took a percocet before my hair apt on Saturday so I could get thru the apt, and had another very adverse reaction to it. Yup, probably allergic to codeine. My hairdresser and her staff were amazing. Made sure I was comfortable etc. I wasn't leaving, I waited two months for that apt, I wasn't giving it up unless I absolutely had too!!
I have new medication for my back. I'm not a fan of taking medication in general, but what a difference! I have a muscle relaxer for bedtime. An anti-inflamatory with special coating for my stomach and a pain killer. That's a lot of drugs. Add physio and I'm walking again as of Tuesday! Woot woot!
Thankfully I meet with my new family doctor next week and getting an allergy test will be first priority.
Just some general updates for you.
Jobs:
There haven't been many offers since I quit the last job. Which I've also learned from staff there, that they're having a hard time filling the position. Two people have been hired and walked out since I was there. Even talk of calling me and asking me to come back. Not a chance! There isn't enough money in the world they could pay me to go back there.
I'm signed on now with 5 agencies. The interviews are slowing down. And CL is a joke. I only have one severance cheque left, and then I'm living off the buyout and savings. I might actually have to apply for EI. :( not happy. The roommate says to take a shitty job until something better comes along. Fair enough, but the offers still have to be there, and they're not.
Roommate:
We're getting along for the moment. It's been a few weeks. He's being the guy that he first was when he moved in. I like that guy. Who knows what tweaked him to start being nicer, but I'll take it.
Accutane:
I've been off the Accutane for a month now. Within a week of being off, I started to notice that I did not have to lube my lips and inner nose nearly as much. How quickly the aches and pains are dissipating. Not nearly as tired as I use to be. Hair, well, it's still thin, but I do believe it's growing back.
I did have a minor break out a week before my pill was taken, and then another after that. Since then, my face is looking good. It's not unusual for people to have to do a second cycle of it. I might be one of those people. However, I do have to wait 7-12 months before starting again. Really just have to give my body a break.
Was it worth it? I think so. Knowing ahead of time how it would treat my body was key in its success. I'll update the Accutane entries for others, so they have all the links in one sitting. I just haven't felt like writing lately.
Hmmm, what else?
I threw my back out this past Friday. I was moisturizing my legs on the side of the tub, leaned forward and everything started to seize up. By midnight I could no longer lift my legs. The pain was too much. I had to take a cab to the hospital. :( Not bad really, round trip was only 2 hours.
While I was there, after xrays etc, the nurses administer two shots in my ass.
1. morphine. 2. an anti-inflammatory. Anti-inflammatory and I do not get along, but nothing I can't handle. However, codeine... hates me.
I had a horrible reaction to the morphine and percocets they had me take. Scary to see people running around you when you start reacting. Then stupid me, took a percocet before my hair apt on Saturday so I could get thru the apt, and had another very adverse reaction to it. Yup, probably allergic to codeine. My hairdresser and her staff were amazing. Made sure I was comfortable etc. I wasn't leaving, I waited two months for that apt, I wasn't giving it up unless I absolutely had too!!
I have new medication for my back. I'm not a fan of taking medication in general, but what a difference! I have a muscle relaxer for bedtime. An anti-inflamatory with special coating for my stomach and a pain killer. That's a lot of drugs. Add physio and I'm walking again as of Tuesday! Woot woot!
Thankfully I meet with my new family doctor next week and getting an allergy test will be first priority.
Friday, 17 February 2012
So Glad I Quit.
Received my pay cheque from the job I recently quit. And man, am I glad I did.
They did not pay me what we agreed upon. The girl I was to replace, did payroll while I was there at the correct amount. After the events took place, the boss voided that cheque and wrote a new one. One for much, much less than what they were originally offering me, and clearly not what we agreed upon.
Needless to say, I'm on the phone with labour relations to find out about filing a claim for the lost wages they stole from me. If anything, she'll learn that I'm serious about this and she can't treat people they way she did. Plus, it will be a mark on their name.
I didn't get it in writing, but they will have to provide proof of all cheques the company has written and then explain why that change was made.
Even my application salary expectations were higher, and the lower of the range was circled with a check mark. So to pay me 8 dollars less than that.... not cool.
If nothing comes of this, at least they'll know this is serious. Karma will find you.
They did not pay me what we agreed upon. The girl I was to replace, did payroll while I was there at the correct amount. After the events took place, the boss voided that cheque and wrote a new one. One for much, much less than what they were originally offering me, and clearly not what we agreed upon.
Needless to say, I'm on the phone with labour relations to find out about filing a claim for the lost wages they stole from me. If anything, she'll learn that I'm serious about this and she can't treat people they way she did. Plus, it will be a mark on their name.
I didn't get it in writing, but they will have to provide proof of all cheques the company has written and then explain why that change was made.
Even my application salary expectations were higher, and the lower of the range was circled with a check mark. So to pay me 8 dollars less than that.... not cool.
If nothing comes of this, at least they'll know this is serious. Karma will find you.
Sunday, 12 February 2012
I am a horrible, horrible person.
I forgot my Dad's anniversary.
With all the stress of quitting what would have been a great job, being unemployed, and milestone B-day's, I've been so self absorbed with my own bullshit, I forgot the anniversary of my Dad's passing.
I'm a horrible, horrible person.
Not once in 8 years have I forgotten. It's not like it's the only day I think about him, I think of him very often. How, HOW could I forget such a day?
I have to go drown my sorrows now, or jump off a bridge or something.
Don't forget to hug and tell someone you love them today, everyday.
xo
With all the stress of quitting what would have been a great job, being unemployed, and milestone B-day's, I've been so self absorbed with my own bullshit, I forgot the anniversary of my Dad's passing.
I'm a horrible, horrible person.
Not once in 8 years have I forgotten. It's not like it's the only day I think about him, I think of him very often. How, HOW could I forget such a day?
I have to go drown my sorrows now, or jump off a bridge or something.
Don't forget to hug and tell someone you love them today, everyday.
xo
I Love, Love.
Valentines Day has always been a thorn in my side. Even when I was young. I always thought it to be ridiculous that a day on the calendar says you must express your love for whomever that day.
Some might say it’s not that different from Christmas. It’s a day in the year that says you have to do this. But that’s a blog for another day.
I love, love. I love everything that has to do with it. I long to be a wife, just so I can have a balance of give and take. I love having special inside stories and jokes, and the little things that make love great. Of course I do not have to be married to have any of that, although an exclusive relationship will do just fine.
It’s the heating a towel in the dryer and hugging me when I get out of the bath when I’m sick. It’s sitting in the bathroom with me rubbing my lower back when the IBS/Crohns episodes come. Love is playing with my hair, and touching my leg or arm when we’re watching TV, but not wrapped up like pretzels. The unspoken communication.
Of course this is a two way street. I’ve bought porn and hired a stripper for a b/f’s 25th B-Day. Invited all the guys from his hockey team and took the hockey g/f’s out for drinks and dinner, so they would never be any the wiser while the boys enjoyed a guys night. Hosted by yours truly, the best girlfriend ever!
However, when it comes to celebrating Valentines Day, well, I just rather not. I’m not one for big gestures. Take me for beer and wings, and I’m a happy camper. However if you want to do something a little bigger, do it on a different day. A “just because”. Those I’m a huge fan of. As much of a hopeless romantic I am, I’m not overly romantic. Well not the forced kind anyway. Most guys get off easy while dating me. I’m not a huge fan of PDA’s. But in private, I’m the biggest cuddle slut there ever was. That of course, is how I like things when I’m part of a couple.
Single-hood and Valentines Day. Surprisingly I’m not all that bitter about it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m bitter, just not about being single and VD. Lol no not the venereal disease. You wienies. I’m happy for others when they find all that and more.
What I don’t care for, are those in-your-face-sappy people that I just want to kick, when they thrust upon me their unsolicited input. “Don’t worry, you’ll find the right man to treat you this way." Great. Yes I want a man, but I don’t want all the sap. No poems, gifts, over sappy compliments.
I’m Okie dokie with not being overly affectionate with my spouse spilling all over each other in public like I’m trying to prove something. If it works for you, great, but keep it to yourself. I don’t like feeling like a third wheel or uncomfortable on a bus while you two make out.. just sayin.
What I do hate about V-Day is the hype. All the hallmark stuff that the media seems to want to instill into our brains that us women [as a target] are less of a being if we do not have someone to shower us with things! Grrrrrr.
How do men get off the hook so easy? Why are they not targets? Why do women not have to do any big ta-da’s for men? Maybe we do, like wearing something slutt-ish in the bedroom, spicing it up for our men. Wait, isn’t that a just a random Tuesday night when you great him at the door, beer in hand, in your French maid outfit? Meh, maybe that’s just me. ;-)
I find some of the most romantic things between two people, just happen. It’s not forced.
You could be running errands together and get into a food fight in the farmers market at Granville Island, and promptly get kicked out. Drinking beer from the microbrewery and decide to take the water taxi’s everywhere, just because you can. Get into a leaf fight after rolling down some semi-wet hill on the seawall like little kids.
Random is romantic.
Being single, again for this time of year, isn’t that bad. I’ll get together with girl/boy friends and hit the bar. See some live music, enjoy their company and smile at those who are in glorious bliss having a special someone in their lives, as I watch in my own blissfulness with those who are special to me.
I will continue to never let anyone feel less special or loved cos they do not have a spouse as per the evil media would suggest. And with that, one day, someone will naturally fit into my life.
I love love.
Some might say it’s not that different from Christmas. It’s a day in the year that says you have to do this. But that’s a blog for another day.
I love, love. I love everything that has to do with it. I long to be a wife, just so I can have a balance of give and take. I love having special inside stories and jokes, and the little things that make love great. Of course I do not have to be married to have any of that, although an exclusive relationship will do just fine.
It’s the heating a towel in the dryer and hugging me when I get out of the bath when I’m sick. It’s sitting in the bathroom with me rubbing my lower back when the IBS/Crohns episodes come. Love is playing with my hair, and touching my leg or arm when we’re watching TV, but not wrapped up like pretzels. The unspoken communication.
Of course this is a two way street. I’ve bought porn and hired a stripper for a b/f’s 25th B-Day. Invited all the guys from his hockey team and took the hockey g/f’s out for drinks and dinner, so they would never be any the wiser while the boys enjoyed a guys night. Hosted by yours truly, the best girlfriend ever!
However, when it comes to celebrating Valentines Day, well, I just rather not. I’m not one for big gestures. Take me for beer and wings, and I’m a happy camper. However if you want to do something a little bigger, do it on a different day. A “just because”. Those I’m a huge fan of. As much of a hopeless romantic I am, I’m not overly romantic. Well not the forced kind anyway. Most guys get off easy while dating me. I’m not a huge fan of PDA’s. But in private, I’m the biggest cuddle slut there ever was. That of course, is how I like things when I’m part of a couple.
Single-hood and Valentines Day. Surprisingly I’m not all that bitter about it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m bitter, just not about being single and VD. Lol no not the venereal disease. You wienies. I’m happy for others when they find all that and more.
What I don’t care for, are those in-your-face-sappy people that I just want to kick, when they thrust upon me their unsolicited input. “Don’t worry, you’ll find the right man to treat you this way." Great. Yes I want a man, but I don’t want all the sap. No poems, gifts, over sappy compliments.
I’m Okie dokie with not being overly affectionate with my spouse spilling all over each other in public like I’m trying to prove something. If it works for you, great, but keep it to yourself. I don’t like feeling like a third wheel or uncomfortable on a bus while you two make out.. just sayin.
What I do hate about V-Day is the hype. All the hallmark stuff that the media seems to want to instill into our brains that us women [as a target] are less of a being if we do not have someone to shower us with things! Grrrrrr.
How do men get off the hook so easy? Why are they not targets? Why do women not have to do any big ta-da’s for men? Maybe we do, like wearing something slutt-ish in the bedroom, spicing it up for our men. Wait, isn’t that a just a random Tuesday night when you great him at the door, beer in hand, in your French maid outfit? Meh, maybe that’s just me. ;-)
I find some of the most romantic things between two people, just happen. It’s not forced.
You could be running errands together and get into a food fight in the farmers market at Granville Island, and promptly get kicked out. Drinking beer from the microbrewery and decide to take the water taxi’s everywhere, just because you can. Get into a leaf fight after rolling down some semi-wet hill on the seawall like little kids.
Random is romantic.
Being single, again for this time of year, isn’t that bad. I’ll get together with girl/boy friends and hit the bar. See some live music, enjoy their company and smile at those who are in glorious bliss having a special someone in their lives, as I watch in my own blissfulness with those who are special to me.
I will continue to never let anyone feel less special or loved cos they do not have a spouse as per the evil media would suggest. And with that, one day, someone will naturally fit into my life.
I love love.
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