July 2004
JULY 28, 2004 :: 01:02AM Never Gonna Let You Go
Jammin' to Gang Starr... feelin' appreciated.You know something is going well in Mae's life when she's got one of the sappiest songs ever as her current stream. Yep, yes indeedy. At the moment I am the happiest I have been in a long while. Not to say I'm jumping for joy, bouncing off the walls or anything. I guess the word "content" would be the most fitting. But trust me, that's very good in my eyes.
So what the fuck am I sohappycontent with? I dunno, you'll have to read the raw files for that one.
Goodnight!
Oh yeah, I finally got my 993. Thanks again babe. Y
JULY 26, 2004 :: 05:42PM AOL is the devil on earth.
Jammin' to Mya... feelin' heated....breathe in... breathe out... breathe in... breathe out...
America Online has got to be the worst big corporation to have ever operated in the history of the universe. Trying to solve your account issues through their customer service is like trying to find meaning in a Hilary Duff song. Unfortunately, since my company's inception up until just recently, we have used AOL as our email provider. And even sadder, my coworkers know nothing of the real internet, and think that AOL is the be all end all of the world wide web.
Each of our staff members has their own AOL account, so that's about 20, add in our corporate gyms [which have since been sold] and that's another 5 accounts. 25 fucking accounts. 25 different master screen names. 25 different billing methods. 25 different billing addresses. 25 different account holder names. You'd think it would be easy, but no, some people are the account holders for several accounts, and probably not even of their own. Some accounts are under a particular credit card and it's almost impossible to match them up because AOL's billing doesn't even give you a fucking clue of what credit card or bank account you're using to pay for the service.
AOL will not fucking give you the time of day if you are not the "account holder." Answer all the fucking security questions they throw at you correctly, and they still won't talk to you because of your fucking name. Well how the fuck am I supposed to give you a name if I don't fucking know it. Sure, it's my fault for not keeping track of it from the beginning, but shit man. People make mistakes!
I received a threatening notice in the mail from AOL saying my account is about to be terminated if I don't update my billing information. We changed all our credit card numbers, so this notice was valid. I tried to sign on to the account but I could not, for the life of me, remember the password. I tried a couple, but it locked me out from too many attempts. I called the number on the notice and they asked for my name. I said my name. "Sorry but you are not the account holder, please get them on the line so we can assist you." Ummm, this notice was addressed to MY NAME and it lists the master screen name of the account in question. "Okay please read me the account number." So I do. Then he appears to have cleared the system so I think everything's all good. He asks me for my new credit card information, so I give it. "Okay, thank you for updating your billing information, you should be able to sign on now." I told him I do not remember my password and I need it to be reset. He says, "I'm sorry but you are not the account holder and I cannot reset the password." Ummmmm... do I have to repeat myself? It says MY NAME on the notice that lists THIS SCREEN NAME. "Yes but you are not the account holder." Uhhh... what? How is that possible? "It's a different name on the account." Yeah no shit. So you'll gladly take my fucking credit card information, doesn't matter if I'm Joe fucking Schmoe, but when it comes to letting me actually USE my account, you're saying no? "That is correct." So tell me this, how the hell did my name get printed on this notice if I'm not the account holder. "Your name must have been matched with prior billing information." Okay, fine, so if I'm fucking paying for the gotdamn account SHOULDN'T I BE THE FUCKING ACCOUNT HOLDER? "The computer will not recognize your name." Are you fucking telling me that just because I forgot, that I'm locked out of my account forever while you're sucking $23.90 out of my credit card??? And of course you're not gonna let me cancel my account because I'm supposedly not the account holder. AM I ON CRACK OR IS THIS BULLSHIT TO YOU TOO? He started to raise his voice at me as well, so I said "you know what, thank you VERY much for being of absolutely NO help," and hung up.
When we still used AOL as the primary email, I got SPAM every single day, and every single day I'd use the "Report Spam" tool. Yet, every single day I still received spam from that same sender. Alright, fine, so the blocking technology is not perfect yet. I don't mind spending an extra second or two deleting it. BUT WHEN I'M TRYING TO SEND LEGITIMATE EMAILS FROM MY NEW EMAIL ADDRESS TO MY FRANCHISEES WHO SADLY ARE ON AOL TOO, AND THOSE GET TREATED AS SPAM, WHAT THE FUCK!!!?!?!!?!?
I've always been a pretty patient person when it came to customer service reps. But when you have zero intention of helping out your customer, then I give a big FUCK YOU to your company.
JULY 26, 2004 :: 03:37AM For once in my life...
Jammin' to Stevie Wonder... feelin' a-okay.For once in my life
I have someone who needs me
Someone I needed so long
For once unafraid
I can go where life leads me
And somehow I know I’ll be strong
For once I can say
This is mine, you can’t take it
Long as I know I’ve got love I can make it
For once in my life
I’ve got that someone who needs me
Mmm...hmm...hmm...
Mmm hmm indeed.
Sorry for the back to back to back raw entries. Weird week, but I think I'm all betters now. My body is begging me to go to bed but I think I owe my site an entry first.
I spent some much needed time at work this weekend. I have two desks, one that I work on and one that I throw stuff I don't want to work on, on. Well, second desk was starting to get a tad ahem... cluttered. I spent this weekend sorting, trashing, filing all of that crap. Now I'm down to two small piles that I shall tackle first thing this morning. Hooray for getting organized! Oh yeah, I should also mention that I rearranged the furniture in my office. Alllll by myself. I is strong!
The Future...
I don't usually think about my "future" but lately that's all I've been doing. I've got a co-dependent relationship with my job, and I feel I'm pretty much stuck with it for as long as I want to be. The question is: where in the company will I be in five or ten years? I don't know, but the only place to go is up! Even if it means I have to go sideways for a few years.
My living situation in the future is a biggie. Will I have a house in five years? I sure want one. But where? New York? Los Angeles? San Diego? Vancouver? I don't know, but wherever it may be, that is where I hope to settle down and raise a family.
Ahh, perfect segue into the future of my family life. It would be nice to buy my first home with the person I intend to start a family with. But hey, let's face it - life isn't a Lifetime channel movie. Marriage is not something I think I can do, but I can most definitely do the "life partner" thing. Being legally bound to something just complicates things, and it makes me antsy. Haha. Although I can bet you five bucks my mind will change back and forth, and eventually decide that I do in fact carry the marriage gene.
In the past month alone, my boss's wife, my other boss's wife, and my coworker all found out they were pregnant. It's the first child for two of them and I'm so freakin happy for them. Being a children's company, it's a little weird that only a couple of us actually have children. It's a good thing my baby fever is completely gone or else I'd be going crazy right about now. But man, the thought of carrying my first child in my tummy is nice.
One day...
JULY 25, 2004 :: 01:15AM New RAW FILES entry
Jammin' to Sharon Cuneta... feelin' conflicted.Title: A tad overdramatic.
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JULY 19, 2004 :: 12:53AM New RAW FILES entry
Jammin' to crickets... feelin' semi-depressed.Title: All cried out.
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JULY 15, 2004 :: 12:15AM New RAW FILES entry
Jammin' to Tamia, still... feelin' uneasy, again. :(Title: If I were you I wouldn't be here...
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JULY 14, 2004 :: 01:44AM Seriously, I'll do a raw entry soon.
Jammin' to Tamia... feelin' freakishly horny.Oops. I just kicked my dog in the face. On accident, of course. He was sitting underneath my chair, and I swung my leg and WHAM. Sorry baby. I need to take him to the vet soon. He is shedding all over the place, and his breed is not supposed to. He's also scratching everywhere, poor thing. Need to flea-dip him next time we go to the groomer.
Moving on... there is a lot on my mind that I could put in a raw entry. It doesn't seem to want to come out though. I have the thoughts swirling around in my little pea brain but I can't put it into words. Or, maybe I'm just a lazy sonovabitch. Quite possible. ORRR, I just don't want to validate the shit that is going on by writing about it. Man... I got myself into this mess though. I gotta get myself out of it.
I've developed this new habit. A good habit. Everytime I feel the urge to spend money [usually online], I'll go to that site and put stuff in my shopping cart as if I'm really going to buy it. I sit there and debate on whether or not I really need the stuff. It's almost always a "no." So I take that total dollar amount [including tax and/or shipping], pull it out of my checking account, and distribute it evenly to my three credit cards. Why am I doing this? Well, because in the past I've spent hundreds and hundreds on miscellaneous crap that I don't need from online stores. When I come to my senses I tend to say "man, I could've just used this money to pay down my credit cards." So that's what I'm doing! Heh. Heh.
I'm closely monitoring my credit. I don't know how or why, but my credit score jump up ~20 points [I didn't even know that was possible..??] since the last time I checked it in April. I'm thinking that may go up even more when the three credit bureaus receive the report of my Civic car loan being paid off. Ya, that's right, the Civic is FINALLY off my name! In 5 years I want to buy a house. I want to be settled. No more renting. No more apartments. NO MORE NEIGHBORS. Err, adjoining ones at least. Hell, maybe I'll even be settled with someone else too. Interesting thought...
JULY 12, 2004 :: 11:19AM I really need to do a raw entry.
Jammin' to Usher and Alicia... feelin' uneasy.Yesterday was a complete waste of a day. Today's work day might be one as well. I think I finally fell asleep at 4:30 this morning, so naturally I wasn't too happy waking up this morning as I flung my alarm clock across the room. Rolled out of bed, took my morning piss and found that my evil friend has made her monthly visit. Double whammy.
Last night I tossed and turned. Thought maybe sleeping on the couch might help [I don't know]. It did for a little bit, but I ended up going back to my bed after a little while. I really, really need to do a raw entry soon. FUCK.
I can't type anymore. I'll be back later.
JULY 06, 2004 :: 10:50AM It's been a while...
Jammin' to keyboard tapping... feelin' congested.No particular reason for the mini-disappearance. You may have thought that I somehow found a "social life" and haven't had the time to update. No, I simply forgot to. Obviously nothing remotely interesting enough to write about has happened. Ooh, except I went to the Del Mar Fair on Sunday. Pigged out on fair food, rode zero rides, and went home before the fireworks show. I have to say I'm quite disappointed with the deep-fried foods I so eagerly wanted to try. You know what they say about hype, don't believe it!
I studied and did homework most of the weekend, only to check my assignments today and realize I did the wrong fucking assignments. I'm only half the idiot on this one though, teacher guy didn't clarify the chapter. Bastid. Don't have class tonight but I gotta submit it today via email by midnight. I'll be dreaming debits, credits, assets, liabilities all night.
I need to do a raw entry. Maybe tomorrow.
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