I've got your whistle for you right here!

I know it's late, much too late to still be at work...but it's month end and I'm ready to strangle our cleaning guy to death. He has been whistling for the past 1/2 hour, he is at the other end of the building, I have my earphones on, plugged in to the computer, listening to Cities 97 and I can STILL hear him. He is Asian and barely speaks English and yet he is still, miraculously, able to whistle right along with whoever the hell is singing "Eternal Flame"...was that The Bangles, I can't quite remember it's been so long. Anyway, it is irritating the hell out of me and I want to strangle him. In a way it's confusing because how could he know this song so well and not speak a lick of English, with the exception of 'Hello' and 'Good Night'? And why is it that some people can whistle so loudly? I wonder why nobody else has mentioned how irritating it is, guess it's just me. I think I'll go pop him one right now.

Bingo Blues

What a blah week I've had. I suppose the dark, dreary, rainy weather could have played a small part in the overall misery of the week...but just a small part. I've just been out of sorts I suppose, not feeling like myself...whatever myself is supposed to feel like? Ok, too philosophical, I get it. I've been hitting the bingo hall a lot this week and don't have a penny to show for it, this after borrowing money from a coworker/friend (she offered it to me) after spending the last of my money at the bingo hall last week and not winning crap. Oh, sorry...I guess I did take home $12. I don't understand where the money goes...I'm a little disgusted with myself and guess I need to get all of this out of my system so that I can start to work within a budget after this bankruptcy. I have my 'court' date and am ready to just have all of this done so I can start over. Hopefully things will go off without too many hitches.

Dating Dip

After a very long, yet peaceful hiatus, I believe I am ready to jump back into the dating pool. I just have to decide which online service I will partake in. I think that the combination of school being out and summer on the horizon I am just ready for some company of the male persuasion. The trouble is, I don't enjoy the whole dating process. Where a lot of people love to meet new people and get to know them, I find it quite grueling and painstaking at times. There's entirely too much sorting that has to happen...I like this about the person, I don't like this about the person. Then you have to decide if the good outweighs the bad, let alone all of the questioning I pose to myself about what they could possibly be thinking about me. I'm just ready though, I'm not getting out there to meet people, so I guess I will need a third party to help with that. There is still such a desperate vibe for me with the whole online dating gig, but it does provide a wonderful opportunity to meet and come into contact with people I would probably never otherwise have the opportunity to meet. So...time to get my feet wet again. Here goes nothing, hopefully the first guy won't pee in my pool!

It's all a blur now!

I was very disappointed on Friday when I learned that I received a final grade of C+ in my Intro to Mass Comm class. I can't even remember the last time I got a C. It was not a good afternoon. I was somewhat recovered to see that I received an A- in my English class, so at least I have maintained my B average. I still didn't like the C+, but I will have to take my lump. I was very surprised to see that I did worse on the final in that class than I did on the midterm. I left that classroom last week after having taken the test and I felt very, very good about it. I felt that I had gotten a B or possibly even an A. I got 14 fewer points on the final than I did on the midterm, which resulted in a low C. I don't know what went wrong on that one, but now I don't really care either because I am done until September!

It Is Finished!

I just got back from turning in my final research paper, only 22hrs late. I made it through my first semester and while perhaps not with the brightest flying colors, I did make it unscathed. It actually really sucked having to walk past all the bars/restaurants as I walked the 10 blocks to deliver my paper since all the traditional students were busy celebrating the end of the semester. Boy did that cerveza look good today! Oh well, perhaps another time I will have to take the day off to celebrate properly. I am ready for my summer break now!

Hello...I'm Murphy's Law

What was supposed to have been the greatest day for me in a long time has been the longest, most horrific in a long time. Where do I begin? Ok, I'll start at 3am, since that's when my day began.

Since I didn't finish my final research project in time to turn it in when I went to school yesterday to take my last final, the plan was to run it over on my lunch hour today. Plan aborted. First of all, I was too wiped out after my final last night to really work much more on the paper, though I did do a bit when I got home (after watching a horrible Idol show). The plan was then to catch a few hours of shut eye and wake up refreshed and ready to finish the paper. I was up at 3am and did just that, with a few breaks and a LOT of coffee sandwiched in between. The next part of the plan was to forward my completed research paper to my e-mail since I don't have a functioning printer at home and would have to print it out at work. This is where things started to go awry. I was not able to forward the paper to any of a number of
e-mail addresses I attempted (5 in all, which could all be accessed from work). So, in a fit of frustration, and with no time left on the clock, I came into work hoping that by some miracle of events it may have forwarded somewhere. To no avail. Plan changed. After e-mailing my professor to explain the difficulties I had encountered, I decided I wouldn't abandon ship just yet. I decided to use my lunch hour to run home and save my paper to the disc in my drive so that I could still print it out and get it to her by 4:30pm today, which was the deadline. Well, you guessed it, no dice. Upon returning home, I discovered that what I believed to be a rewritable disc was in fact, not rewritable. Drove back to work, got a rewritable something or other to use in my computer at home to save the damn paper, returned home, thought I had saved the paper but yes, the paper was not saved. Now, to say I have been at my wit's end since around 7:30am this morning would be putting it very mildly indeed.

After my second unsuccessful round trip home and back, I decided to e-mail my professor for the 3rd time to tell her it didn't look like it was going to happen today. She did get back to me and extended her sympathies for my e-problems, saying tomorrow would be fine. I'm still wired beyond belief. Calgon...get your ASS over here!