One Hellish Day..........

So this didn't happen today, it was on the 1st of this month but I didn't post it on here so I thought I would share. I wanted everyone to know how I felt...not so good for starters....

So about...eh..3:30 or 4:00 I woke up, sat up and let out pretty much the nastiest burp in the world. For the next hour I proceeded to burp, toss and turn, eat some tums, burp some more and probably annoy Dave to the point where he might kill me...(sorry babe.) I then got in the shower on the verge of tears arguing with myself whether or not to call Linda. I got fully dressed, sat on the edge of the bed and finally decided to call Linda. Being the wonderful woman she is she told me she'd open for me. I barely got off the phone before the explosive crying started for about 10 minutes..I know, I'm a wimp. At this point I was exhausted from the lack of sleep and feeling this way for the past 2 days, I laid down and decided to go to Basin immediate care when it opened at 8. My cat obviously didn't understand how I felt because he thought that rubbing his foul smelling drool all over my face was a great sign of affection. So finally, it is 8 o'clock and I drag myself out of bed, throw on a sweatshirt and my boots and make my way out the door. Ok, my car is a giant block of ice, it's going to be a while. While waiting for my car to start, I'm standing outside and all of a sudden, became one with the bush and well, I'm sure you can guess what covered it. Managed to make it to basin without any more violent vometing but that was the least of my worries because I got there, sat in the room for like an hour before the doctor told me everything looked fine and I need the o-so-loved blood work. The nurse must have known how fabulous I felt because she had to "try" to get blood out of both my arms before finally succeeding. I listened to the "you just have a viral stomach bug. drinks lots of water yada yada yada. Have a great day!!!" According to Basin, my insurance has a copay which I was unaware of because nowhere else charges it. Go figure because my debit card is somewhere in the shred box while I wait for a new one and even if I did have one, I only have like 11 dollars in it. Ok, so lets call Dave....ring ring ring....no answers...about 10 minutes later I give the woman a credit card number and I am on my way home, to a house that has no food, the water tastes like bleach, and is dirtier than hell.... I dare you to top my day...please, listening to your story would delight me so...

30 with a junior high school mentality. (more like 25 I guess)

So...seriously. Who follows their girlfriend's ex-boyfriends girlfriend?(got all that?) So I'm at Freddie's trying to find a parking spot among the millions of cars parked there. While driving by the front door, I see this lifted ford diesel and the dude driving it is staring at me. OK, this guy thinks I'm hot, mini ego boost! So I don't think anything of it until I'm parked and the damn truck is stopped behind me. What the hell. So I take my time, thinking the guy is just readjusting his seat or something. But then realize that he is definitely waiting for me. I get out and the guy yells, "Hey, are you Dave's girlfriend?" A little confused I say, "Yeah?" He then says, "Will you give Dave a message for me? Tell him to stop calling my girlfriend." Instant irritation. Even though I know exactly who his whore of a girlfriend is I ask, "and who's your girlfriend?" Angie, yeah, I totally knew that dumb ass....So a little sarcastic I say, "Hmm, actually Dave doesn't call Angie, Angie calls him." After he looks at me and said "Bullshit", increasing my blood flow. I scream "fuck you" and before I can hold it down my middle finger flies up and I continue to walk into Freddie's. How dare he!!! That douche bag FOLLOWED me to Fred Meyer! How does he know what I drive and who I am?! Does he not have the balls to contront Dave himself?? Of course any guy that wants their girlfriend to completely give up her kids for him probably doesn't have all of this brain or heart in tact. But back on topic, I storm into Freddie's barely able to dial Dave's number I am shaking so bad with anger. When he answers I screams "Hey!" scaring the bejesus out of two guys walking in front of me. After shyly apologizing to them, I begin talking to Dave, actually it was more like loud, inaudible spurts of cuss words and a few other words in between. While walking down the isle, still cussing like a sailor, I run into a member of the credit union I work at. Being a master of transformation, I immediately put on a completely forced and fake smile and waved hello. Of course that all disintegrated after he was out of earshot. I was so pissed I completely forgot that I was looking for a snow shovel and began pacing around the shoe section. It all turned out to be a misunderstanding after I made Dave call Angie's friend Rachel to figure out WTF. Jesus!

Oh, by the way. Mike, if you are reading this, you have got to be the most pathetic excuse for a man. Seriously, you couldn't have confronted Dave about it? God knows Angie has his number.......PANSY!!!

You spin me right round baby right round.....

So, I made it thru my second spinning class and was suprised at how well I did the second time. The first time was a joke. I was just mostly pedeling to myself while everyone was doing these crazy reps and moves that I just didn't have it in me to do. The instructer even came back twice to see if I was ok, and to tell me that it was alright to move at my own speed...blah blah blah. But yesterday, I managed to keep up with them the whole time with the exception of about a one minute break I needed to ensure I didn't pass out and to restart the blood circulation in my toes. . So I plan on going to these classes Monday, Wednesday and Thursday and see if that and going on a diet will help me shed a few pounds. I only hope. That desire is the only thing that kept me going yesterday....YAY ME!!!

The Kat Klepto

Ok, so I just got my cat back from the freaking "humane" society after our crazy neighbor, fittingly named the Kat Klepto keeps taking my cats there. After recovering him, I promptly called the police and filed a theft complaint and wrote this letter to the editor of our local newspaper. Enjoy...


Firstly, this is not solely directed towards the Humane Society, but more at an individual that works there. Over the past couple months, I have had to take time out of my busy schedule, usually on my lunch break, to go and regain the ownership of my cats. Our neighbor, who will remain nameless, works at the shelter. She thinks it is her duty to try and catch every cat in the neighborhood and assume it is a feral or diseased cat. I understand her motives but this is unacceptable. The first time one of my cats came up missing I was unhappy for weeks, thinking she had been run over or had taken off. Only then did another neighbor alert me of this woman's ridiculous habit. Upon picking up my cat, I was then lectured on how I need to keep collars on my cats and keep them inside. I don't know about anyone else who has tried this with outside cats, but trying to keep a collar on them is close to impossible. So, trying to better the situation, I put collars on all 3 of cats and even had my newly acquired kitten neutered. I also tried keeping them inside for longer periods of time only to realize that was also close to impossible. This last time my male cat came up missing I knew exactly where to look. When the woman had me identity my cat, I was not so happily greeted by a crying, terrified cat covered in his own feces. Now, I am not exactly an expert on diseases and such but when an animal is rolling around in it's own filth, I can't see how that is preventing sickness and disease. One of her reasons for trapping these animals is to prevent this from happening correct? They then also tried to make me pay to get my cat back. I'm sorry but when did we start having to pay to get stolen possessions returned? Which is exactly what it is, theft, in general meaning the wrongful taking of someone else's property without that person's willful consent. Another one of her reasons is the animals continue to “use her carport as a bathroom.” I have a solution for that. Stop trapping these animals in your yard. It's only obvious that the food being used is attracting “strays” as well as peoples beloved pets that they don't want to be away from. It is quite easy to tell which cats are strays and which aren't just by their mannerism. I don't know why there are such difficulties with that. If anyone has recently lost their pet, it is a good idea to check the shelter, because you just might have a neighbor like mine.

I'd like a taint hoagie...hold the mayo...

So the subject line is totally random but funny none the less. Although the past two weeks has been rather crappy for me health wise. Not only did I get insanely sick on my vacation but I was then plagued with a killer cold right after it. I guess the odds are just against me.

On a happier note, I had a great time in AZ with the fam, had some quality baby time(after the violent vomitting), hung out with my sister and brother in law and the neighbors. It was a very low key but amazing break from the hell I sometimes call work. Much needed.
A few things happened while I was away as well. Barack Obama was elected for president and I was told that I am pregnant "again" according to Melitas, a reliable source I am told.(This is a total fabrication, please write it down so you don't forget!)

Well. Christmas is coming up and I am already writing the list. This list I am refering to, however, is not a list of things that I want but rather what I should get everyone else. So far I have come up with a fair idea of what to get everyone, the next step is digging up the money that is needed to buy these said gifts. Um Dave?!? Where are you going?!?!?

Anywho, this weekend should be fun. I am hosting a SPLURGE party at Maurices which means they close the whole store for all who got invited and I get 30% off everything I buy! SWEEEEEET!!! A few hours of nothing but uninterupted shopping? Is that possible?

Well, there's my post for the day!! Woohoo! I did it! Now I'm going to finish eating my sandwich. And no, it is not on a hoagie roll.

Hey! Long time no see!

So I guess it's been almost a month since I've updated my blog but honestly I didn't have much I wanted to say. I suppose I can conjure up something somewhat interesting for you to read...
My manager is moving to Medford with her teen daughter that just had a baby...Talk about hitting two birds with one stone! I don't have to see either of them anymore within a period of only a few weeks! After over a year of torture after being under her "management" if that is what you even want to call it, I am completely up for someone new, and maybe even qualified for the job.
I had my interview for the reserves last night. Let me tell you. That pretty much sucked the big one. Not only did I draw a mental blank on alot of questions but after I answered what they asked me they stared at me for about 3 seconds after I was finished. Did I not answer how they wanted? Were my answers to dull or not long enough? Are they robots with computer software analyzing my every word? Still unsure of those answers as I was some of the questions they asked me. So who knows what will happen. I took a written test afterwards which seemed pretty easy. I just need to pass the background test and eventually find 12 references in which they will call EVERY SINGLE ONE to see if I am really a good person and who I say I am...

On an ending note, I am tired as hell, still wearing yesterdays makeup and the same clothes I wore for the interview. I can barely stay a wake while writing this...I am sitting in front of a nice toasty heater with a blanket over my legs....I think I will rest my head...I AM NOT SLEEPING....but it does feel really nice...I..zzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Just my luck....or unluck

I have come to understand that animals have absolutley no appreciation for what you do for them. It seems that every time I take the animals to the vet, dog OR cat, there is always some urine in return. When bringing Edge back from the vet, he released a gallon of completely fowl smelling pee all on the passenger floor board of my car in which I have not succesfully removed. Upon returning from the vet with Henry after getting him fixed, he managed to pee in his carrier, soaking his tail that he then slapped me in the eyeball with while jumping out, sending the amazing liquid all over my face and down my right arm. I proceeded to stand there in shock for about 5 seconds recapping what just had happened before I ran to the sink and washed my eyeball, face and arm. Um? Is the pee necessary?????? By sheer assumption I think I know the answer!

10 lbs? Is my scale broken or is this accurate??

So the other night I weighed myself, and discovered that since my last visit to the doctor I had indeed lost 10 lbs. Now I'm not exactly sure that the scale isn't one of those that lies to you but I am just going to agree with it. I have also decided that I am going to start working out more. I have been watching what I eat and feel that eventually all of this will be under control and I will be myself again. The person I was 2 years ago. The energetic, athletic, happy, horny Aja. I'm sure Dave will be happy when I return.

*~*Little Stars of Hatred*~*

I have decided to follow in the footsteps of my cousin and my sister and create a list of things that have been driving me crazy, approprietly named the Little Stars of Hatred. here goes...

* I am so tired of puking..when will this freaking medicine start working the way it's supposed to. I guess the positive is I'm supposed to lose weight...

* We've been waiting for a part for our tv for like 3 weeks now. It finally arrived yesterday but the part we got is only half of what we need...come on people, I told you exactly what I needed, and this wasn't exactly it.

* Trying to get on the internet last night was freaking impossible. After tinkering with it for about 4 hours I called the tech line and was told that I needed to call back during business hours because there was a "problem." Seriously...

* Everyone decided not to show up for work today. 3 people called in "sick." I swear to god I work with a clan of crybabies that seem to find everyway possible not to come to work. Money is a good thing..don't they need it like I do? You'd think so.

* Yes. My name is Aja. It isn't short for anything. It is pronounced "asia". It, however, is not pronounced ajay, aha, adja, aujua, aujus, or any other possible way of pronounciation. If you are not sure how to say it, just ask. This has got to be one of my pet peeves....eck

I'm sure there is a WHOLE bunch more things for me to complain about and if I think of them I will make sure to add them...

Parvo....fucking parvo...

So we discovered today that our german shepherd Edge has parvo. I had to put 250 dollars down and then the rest is due when he is better, which could be up to 600 dollars depending on what type of treatment he has to have. Officially....I have no money. My savings is completely depleted, as is my checking, or joint checking, and both of our visa's. God bless the fucking economy because not only is it draining me financially but physically and mentally. I sit on my computer at work everyday wondering how bills will get paid on time and if we'll have some extra money to buy things we need like....food. I guess if all else fails we have plenty of Top Ramen left in our pantry we can eat until, maybe if happenen to have a miracle, we sell some crap and get rid of our debt. Until then, I will continue to worry and scrape and deal with the fact that it's going to be a while before things get better.

Did I mention that I'm broke?? Oh yes. yes I did.

Following the so called trend.....

I figured since almost everyone I know has a blog then I just might as well have one myself. Theres got to be something in all that I say that interests someone so I'll give it a shot!!!!