December 2002

DECEMBER 31, 2002 :: 01:06PM

New Years Resolutions Jammin' to ... feelin'

Do I have them? Fuck yeah I do. There is nothing wrong with people having goals and trying to better themselves. It's quite true, waiting until January 1st should not be your excuse to turn things around, but people, like myself, find it easier to have a starting point in mind to begin your journey. I could have very well had an October 6th resolution, or an April 18th resolution, but I decided to have them on January 1st. What is wrong with that? Absofuckinlutely nothing. I've come across a few people who are "against new years resolutions" and "think they are bullshit".. Oh give me a break. People are so pretentious these days, they find the most mundane tradition to flip around as if it is an accomplice to the downfall of society; then suddenly they are these profound and intellectual individuals. Tonight at 10pm the Season 4/5 Sex and the City marathon begins. YEAH! I'm going to tape these episodes. I currently have them on tape already but the quality is quite shitty. Now I must take a shower and get ready, for I am going to have the last hoorah for 2002 with my buddies before spending tonight with my family. Happy New Year my peoples.

DECEMBER 27, 2002 :: 12:09AM

Merry Effin' Xmas to me. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Due to many people owing me monies, Santa brought me a negative balance of $418.50 for Christmas along with six $21 overdraft fees. That's wonderful! To top it off, he implanted the I-Fuckin-Suck virus into the Lakers' Gatorade causing them to lose on their fucking home court to the fucking Sacramento Queens on fucking Christmas day. That game pissed me off. It does not look like they will even make the playoffs and I do not see anyone on the team who deserves an All-Star nod. Well. It's just basketball. I have to remind myself of that. Oh shit, I almost forgot the cascading egg residue across the top of my trunk. I don't even remember seeing the fucking egging until days later, when I hadn't even driven my car in days. Since I didn't catch it right away it has probably already eaten right through my paint. Great. Just great! All I need is a custom splatter mark the size of a baseball bat. I'm so annoyed. My nose is being a bitch. My nostrils are dry as fuck causing me to have really rough boogers that are hard to pick out. This fucking air mattress I've been sleeping on for the past few months is broken. I go to sleep with a fully inflated bed and wake up drowning in canvas. I have not adhered to my goal of keeping my room clean. It is a fucking pig sty. Instead of carpet I have a sea of long red and black hairs that I've shed. I have one big pile of dirty clothes and one big pile of laundered clothes that haven't been folded or hung yet. I've gotta sleep this wrath off.

DECEMBER 18, 2002 :: 10:44AM

DIE SPAM & eBay pricks. Jammin' to ... feelin'

No, not the luncheon meat. I actually like that kind of spam. What I mean is DIE JUNK EMAIL! I've already discontinued use of my mae@cybercandy.org email because I literally get 20-30 junk emails a day. At first I straight deleted them. Then I made an effort and started unsubscribing myself, but just as I thought I've unsubscribed to all of them, I get three times the amount now. Fuckin' companies need to get a clue. They say they've taken you off their list but who really knows? They're just lying through their teeth is what I think. They've gotten more and more clever over the years too. It used to be so obvious when it was junk mail, but now they're using subject lines like "hi" and sometimes no subject which looks like a real email. My old MSN email was the worst. 6 or 7 junk mails PER HOUR. I kid you not. I don't think I've ever even opened a junk email on purpose, much less read what crap is embedded in them. Companies need to put their advertising energy through other methods because the last thing you want to do to a potential customer is annoy the shit out of them. This brings me to another rant. eBay. The people who create the rules over at eBay deserve to suck the cum off the tip of my dick and dingle berries hanging from my sphincter. In June, I won an auction for a tshirt. I send the money the same day like I always do and they ask me what color shirt I want. I tell them right away and expect my order to be taken care of. Wrong. 2 weeks later I didn't hear anything from them so I looked back at the listing at their shipment terms. In microscopic print it says "Please allow at least 2 weeks for shipment".. Hmm, ok, whatever. So I wait patiently again for another 2 weeks. Still no shirt. I email the company asking for an update. No reply. Fine, whatever, I'm too busy dealing with other things to keep on top of them. Another couple weeks later I realize, fuck, I still haven't gotten my shirt. I email them again saying give me an update and a tracking number, or if they haven't sent my shirt yet, a refund. No reply. At this point I'm starting to get angry. Another couple weeks goes by and I email them again demanding the same thing again, a tracking number or a refund. Did they reply? Haha, no. I go to their website (www.shopodd.com) and they don't even have a phone number listed. Hmmm I WONDER WHY. About three months later I was fed up and decided to report them to eBay. What did eBay do? Not a fucking thing. They said some bullshit about the final price being less than $25 and that my complaint was not grounds for any act against shopodd.com. WTF?! I was heated. About a month later I receive a package from shopodd.com. Whoa, could it be? Is it really here? Are my eyes deceiving me?! I open up the package, lo and behold, the WRONG FUCKING SHIRT. It amazes me how these people can be this careless and nonresponsive to their customers. I am beyond heated now. I waited 4 months for a fuckin fruit of the looms tshirt with an iron on design that was not even the right shirt?! Since I couldn't find their number I emailed them again. Surely they'd respond now, since they did screw up my order, right? Wrong again. The fuckers don't give a shit. I emailed all the addresses listed on their site over and over and over and over again. One day I was so angry that I emailed them a good 40 times. Unfortunately that didn't light a fire in their ass. I decide to report them again to eBay. What do they say? The claim is too old and not valid anymore. FUCKING DICKS. So I get on their message board and post topic about this eBay member and how they've ripped me off. The fucking thing gets taken down within minutes and I get sent a warning. WHAT THE FUCK?! I replied to the email that the staff sent me and chewed them out. How the fuck can a seller get all the protection in the fucking world from these eBay pricks, yet a jilted buyer gets left high and dry to deal with their own problems? Of course I got no response from eBay about that either. It's just ridiculous. If you look at shopodd.com's feedback rating it shows what kind of customer service they have. Yet, they don't even get a slap on the wrist from eBay? Ridiculous. Just fucking ridiculous. eBay you need to fucking get a clue as well. Don't shop from shopodd.com or bid on any of their auctions (id: shopodd*dot*com) unless you plan to get shitty quality shirts that arrive half a year after you win the auction.

DECEMBER 17, 2002 :: 02:19PM

I am a Nerdslut Jammin' to ... feelin'

Hahaha, I chuckled at this result. What's your sexual appeal? brought to you by Quizilla

DECEMBER 16, 2002 :: 04:26PM

New RAW FILES entry Jammin' to ... feelin'

Title: I just wanna be f*cked. (e-mail for access.)

DECEMBER 16, 2002 :: 09:48AM

Thank you, Lakers... Jammin' to ... feelin'

...for not losing last night. Although I'd much rather have a more exciting game rather than a blow-out, it was fun nonetheless. We sat so close to the court I could see my ex-boyfriend Kobe even without my eyeglasses. Since we sat behind the basket we got a pair of those french fry noisemakers. Too bad I couldn't get them signed by any of the players. It's hard to gauge any improvement in the Lakers since the Magic pretty much gave up towards the end of the 3rd quarter. Overall their defense was up to par; they led the Magic to a few shot clock violations and got a bunch of defensive rebounds. Their offense wasn't so bad either. *yawn* So here I am back again at work on a Monday morning. I've been getting back into my old habit of waking up just 5 minutes too late causing me to rush like a mad woman and either getting to work late or on time just by the skin of my teef. I need to stop doing that. Last thing I need is another speeding ticket after already spending $136 on my last one. I did not have time to be choosy with my clothes so I grabbed the closest clean blouse which happened to be the one that makes me look like a clown. Ahh fuggit. There's no one to impress here. It amazes me that Christmas is only a week and a half away. I have not done any shopping nor have I been a nice girl. If I were 8 years old I'd probably find a lump of coal in my fireplace this year. My family is going through all sorts of serious drama so I'm not sure how well this year's celebration is gonna go. Over the years the Christmas spirit within our family has slowly fizzled out. It's starting to become an obligatory event to eat, exchange gifts you know you'll never use, and go home. Can we say, bah humbug? Oooh, almost forgot. Day 7 baby. :o)

DECEMBER 13, 2002 :: 10:39AM

Happy Friday the 13th Jammin' to ... feelin'

Day 4. Don't pay attention to my day count. It's for my personal reference on my progress on something. It's also fun to keep people in the dark once in a while. That's the perk of having access to my raw files, you get every detail of my fucked up life. I feel like I jumped out of an abercrombie and fitch catalog. No, I don't shop there nor do I look like your all american 20s female. I'm wearing those oh so trendy faded jeans, some diesel tennies and a brown/red/tan vintage striped top. Really not my style but hey it matched so I decided to wear it. Blah. I walked into a semi-empty office this morning. Good for me, because I came in a few minutes late. Turns out everyone's at some important meeting and didn't bother to tell me about it. Ha. At least it will make the day go by faster. Fridays rool.

DECEMBER 12, 2002 :: 10:23AM

As if my personal issues weren't enough.. Jammin' to ... feelin'

Now my dear friends are involved in heated battles with one another and a couple of us (myself included) are caught in the middle. All this back and forth drama is making my head spin and my stomach turn.

DECEMBER 11, 2002 :: 04:43PM

New RAW FILES entry Jammin' to ... feelin'

Title: Sometimes all you can do is cry. (e-mail for access.)

DECEMBER 09, 2002 :: 04:25PM

New RAW FILES entry Jammin' to ... feelin'

Title: Almost over you. (e-mail for access.)

DECEMBER 07, 2002 :: 11:03PM

I bought two new domains. Jammin' to ... feelin'

What are they? You'll see, one of these days. :o) It's 10:41PM and my 4th load of laundry is currently tumbling around the dryer. They're towels, and towels take forever to dry. They've been in there a total of an hour I think. OH SHIT I totally forgot that one of the things I had to do today was do my online traffic school. I have to work tomorrow (our seminar) so I guess it'll have to be Monday night. Damn that traffic school. I thought it was just going to be a stupid test like the kind you took to get your learner's permit. Turns out there's chapters, quizzes and a freakin' final. Stupid me.

DECEMBER 06, 2002 :: 01:25PM

4:00, oh, won't you come? Jammin' to ... feelin'

The great thing about Fridays is that we all get to leave at 4PM instead of the usual 6PM. That means I actually get to see daylight. I am trapped in my office for 9 hours a day because I am just too busy to step out. I don't even remember the last time I actually went out and took a "lunch hour". If I do go out to get lunch, I usually come right back to the office to eat it. Plus I'd rather not join the traffic crunch rush hour that plagues the surrounding streets. I have half a philly cheesesteak leftover from yesterday but there are people hogging the room with the microwave and toaster. Our Holiday Party and Corporate Seminar start on Sunday. Hopefully I will have everything prepared today for the festivities. Stress sucks.

DECEMBER 05, 2002 :: 09:50AM

Laker Fan Foe Laaayyfe Jammin' to ... feelin'

Although the Lakers are last place in the Pacific Division, I still have faith! Although they have a good chance of losing the game I've spent hundreds on tickets for, I will still have fun! I've been watching Laker games since Showtime; it's a pasttime for my whole family. There are many times the way the play irritates me, but I still love my favorite team. So I don't care if they're really sucking right now, I guarantee you they will make the playoffs (not even a question about that) and they will at least make the conference finals! I know my Lakers, they fuck up a lot but when it truly counts they somehow pull through. GO LAKERS!! I can't believe I just typed out all that code.

DECEMBER 05, 2002 :: 09:16AM

Light colored pants Jammin' to ... feelin'

Given that I never, ever wear light colored trousers, it amazed me that I actually had a pair of light khaki cords in my closet. I'm all out of clean laundry so I grabbed it from the hanger, put on a black top and tra la la'd to work. As I arrived at my office, I pressed the button on the elevator and patiently waited. The wall is mirrored and I remembered exactly why I never wore these pants. My thunder thighs look twice as big in them. I turned around to see how fat my ass looks and voila, a big black smudge mark from when I brushed up against my aunt's car this morning. Lovely. Wow it's already Thursday? This week went by uber-quick for me. I just want this year to be over with already!!

DECEMBER 03, 2002 :: 10:26AM

Biggest skuurrdy cat in the world. Jammin' to ... feelin'

I don't know if I've ever talked about this, but I am by far the world's largest pussy. I hate being alone in my house or even at the office. I love watching scary movies but then I pay the price big time when it's time for bed. I'm a little ashamed to admit this but since the first day I was single and living in my old apartment by myself, I slept with the light on. That went on for at least 2 months. Now, in my new house, I've gone from just having the light on to having the TV on as well. It helps me to feel less alone. I really need to save energy though, so I've started to make progress. The past two nights I've slept with the lights off but the TV still on. Soon I'll be sleeping only with a night lite again :o) My biggest fear is a blackout in the middle of the night. Now I just cursed myself.

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