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Monday, May 25th, 2009

Time:6:11 pm.
Mood: cheerful.
Just a note to let everyone know I'm still alive.

For the most part, I've all but stopped using LJ. I think this is the first time in weeks I've gotten on here. I was getting sick of maintaining so many different sites and it was time to cut one out. I haven't been using LJ much anymore. Most of the people I have on here are over at MySpace, plus I have a bunch of other friends, coworkers, family and extended family over there. So LJ got the axe.

Anyone who doesn't already have me on their friends on MySpace is welcome to add me. I keep it regularly updated with photos, blog entries and random tidbits here and there. Unless you add me, you won't be able to see anything. I keep it private to keep the assorted riff raff out. Sadly, it seems like I'm still the center of some peoples worlds even though I haven't had anything to do with them for years. To save myself undue drama, I'm keeping them out. My life is drama free now and I love it.

So, if you want to keep up with me, add me over there.


My email is nigtvamp@aol.com for when you send the friends request.

Hope to see everyone there. :)
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Tuesday, March 25th, 2008

Time:12:28 am.
Mood: amused.
bedroom toys
Powered By Vibrating Toy
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Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Time:8:10 pm.
Mood: creative.
1. Pick 10 of your favorite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Fill in the film title once it's guessed.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.

#1) "I will be free. And when I am, I would give you my heart. And we would be together always... If only you had a heart to give."

#2) "You know, I love listening to you talk. I hate living with you, but your conversation is first rate."

#3) "Every person who... chooses the service of God as his life's work has something in common. I don't care if you're a preacher, a priest, a nun, a rabbi or a Buddhist monk. Many, many times during your life you will look at your reflection in a mirror and ask yourself: am I a fool? I'm not going through a lapse; what I've experienced is closer to awakening."

#4) "You know, there's a million fine looking women in the world, dude. But they don't all bring you lasagna at work. Most of 'em just cheat on you."

#5) "Television. Television is the explanation for this - you see this in bad television. Little assault guys creeping through the vents, coming in through the ceiling - that James Bond shit never happens in real life! Professionals don't do that!"

#6) "Why do you have to insult everybody?"
"I'm being honest, asshole. I would expect you to know the difference."

#7) "Let me ask you something. Can men fuck each other?"
"What, are you asking for my permission?"
"In your estimation."
"Yeah, sure."
"So for you, to fuck means to penetrate. You're used to the more traditional definition. You, inside some girl you duped, jackhammering away, not noticing the bored look in her eyes."
"Hey, I always notice the bored look in their eyes."

#8) "I don't need you to tell me how fucking good my coffee is, okay? I'm the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping she buys SHIT. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it I want to taste it. But you know what's on my mind right now? It AIN'T the coffee in my kitchen, it's the dead nigger in my garage."

#9) "This is the captain. We have a little problem with our entry sequence, so we may experience some slight turbulence and then...explode."

#10) "Battlefield doctors decide who lives and dies. It's called 'triage'."
"They kept calling it 'murder' when I did it."

And I'll give you guys a bonus one just for being good sports. That and I really like the quote and don't want to leave it out.

#11) "Don't know about this new crew of yours. They seem a bit skittish. Probably shouldn't tell 'em what happened to the last crew."
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Wednesday, January 2nd, 2008

Time:8:22 am.
First day back to work in the new year.

I wonder how many times it will take writing "07" before I finally get into the swing of things.
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Friday, December 14th, 2007

Time:4:45 pm.
Mood: content.
I'm a dork, but I wanted one.

Get Your Own! | More Flash Toys
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Time:4:45 pm.
Mood: content.
I'm a dork, but I wanted one.

Get Your Own! | More Flash Toys
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Saturday, December 1st, 2007

Time:12:00 am.
Mood: annoyed.

Jason's new comic makes for good segway into the lyrics I was just about to post, both of which remind me of people I know.

Why do you speak with that accent now?
Everyone knows you're not from the streets.
You went to prep school in Cambridge,
With daughters and sons of the privileged elite.
Their fortunes from shipping and industry,
Their futures in yacht clubs and tails.
So why do you speak with that accent now?
Everyone knows you're moonlighting here.
To avail yourself of your heritage,
For a season or two in the sun.

Draw well from the funds in the trust,
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons,
For us it's a matter of charging the gates
For you it's a matter of blood and connections

Of blood and connections.

So who do you fool with that costume now?
Everyone knows you're not who you seem
You've got a hard way about you
For someone whose passage is already paid

By the sins and the schemes of your father
And the infinite reach of his arm

Draw well from the funds in the trust,
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons,
For us it's a matter of charging the gates
For you it's a matter of blood
Drink well from your bottomless cup
And bask in your good fortune
For us it's a matter of charging the gates
For you it's a matter of blood and connections
So where will you be when you tire of the fun
The escape, the charade, and your time in the sun
I know everyone does their own reinvention
But yours has a taste that's hard to swallow

And what will you tell of your tenure with us?
Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt?
If they're anything like what you've been telling us,
Those stories will make true believers
Of the chumps and the fools.

So why do you speak with that accent now?
Everyone knows you're not from the streets.

- "Matters Of Blood And Connection"
By: Dashboard Confessional
Album: The Shade Of Poison Trees
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Friday, November 9th, 2007

Time:11:40 pm.
I'm still alive, I've just been busy.

I'm typically working five days a week with varying hours, opening one day and closing the next seems to be the trend. Whenever I'm not at work, I'm spending time with Robbie. He's always so happy to see me when I get home and I'm happy to seem him. It's amazing how much you miss your kids when you are just at work for a few hours. Or, as the case was Thursday when I got called in because Dolores was sick, ten hours.

While I sign online as soon as I get home, I'm not there a big part of the time. But feel free to message me and I'll get back to you eventually. :)
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Friday, October 26th, 2007

Subject:Hungry like the wolf
Time:10:14 pm.
Mood: anxious.
So, I had orientation today. Had to be up at 7:30 AM to be up at Sam's by 8:30 AM. Robbie didn't get to sleep until just after 4 AM and it took me about an hour to go to sleep. So I'm going on maybe two and a half hours of sleep, so bear with me if this doesn't make sense.

Orientation was basically sitting through six hours of signing forms, listening to explanations of things I already know and watching two DVD's of policies that are out of date. I asked several questions about how things were before when I worked there and that reminded Melissa to explain that area to the other people in the orientation.

And then I got my schedule. I start tomorrow. 3 to close. The store closes at 8:30 PM, so working 'til close is anywhere between then and 9:30.

That's not the big part. The big part is, Misti is off tomorrow and Dolores only works from 8 to 4. From 4 until at least 9, I will be by myself.

So, I have one hour with my supervisor to fill me in on everything that has changed since I last worked there two and a half years ago. Dad knows quite a bit about jewelery, so I can always call him if a COS can't answer my questions, but still.

My first day and they are throwing me to the wolves. I take this as a complement and a insult.

An insult because so much has changed since I last worked there and I won't have any help from any other jewelry associate. Then again, now including me, there are only three of us for the time being. There is a lot I don't know now due to Wal-Mart's ever changing policies.

A compliment because if it was anybody else, I don't think they would be throwing them out there so soon. They must have real confidence in my abilities to trust me to close by myself on the first day.

I am expecting it to be hell. There was no one in jewelry today, so Lesa (a Check Out Supervisor [COS]) was having to work jewelry for a while. She said within the first hour or so she was in there, she sold two watches, two necklaces and a couple of bottles of cologne and perfume.

That's on a Friday.

My first day is a Saturday. A Saturday before the holidays.


I fully expect tomorrow to be a living hell. I know what to expect from jewelry from the holidays, so maybe I am more prepared than what I think. But the thought still makes me shudder.
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Thursday, October 25th, 2007

Subject:Ass tree oil, among other things
Time:3:10 am.
It's absolutely ridiculous when you have to go from running your heater one day to turning your air conditioner back on the next.

Seriously. Monday night it was freezing here, in the low 40's. We had the heater on and I pulled out my comforter to put on my bed since it gets so cold in my room. There is only one small vent in there, so it's the first room of the house to get cold again after the heater goes off.

The comforter is nice, by the way. It's the Jack Skellington comforter Hot Topic was selling last Christmas. It's not as soft as a down comforter, but it's still pretty damn soft and is warm, warm, warm, which is the most important thing to me. I never put it on my bed last year after I got it, so it made for a good test run.

Anyway. By the time it reached the late morning hours when the sun was almost at its peak, I woke up sweating my ass off and kicked the comforter and one of my blankets off.

Oklahoma: The State where the weather can never make up its damn mind.

I'm not sure what has been up with me lately, but I've been feeling antsy for the last couple of weeks, like it's hard for me to sit still for very long. It's almost like cabin fever, only you'd think I'd be used to sitting around at home by now. I'm going to assume it is me just being impatient waiting to hear back from Sam's about my orientation and attempting to keep myself busy. Some of my activities have included cleaning, or at least straightening things, and cooking. And I don't mean cooking little meals for just myself and Robbie, but food for everyone. I cooked dinner for the majority of last week and twice this week. Tuesday I made chicken noodle soup and tonight was spaghetti with meatballs.

I've decided that spaghetti is one of those foods that is hilarious watching a small child eat, particularly a small child who doesn't quite have the spoon coordination down just yet. It is amazing how many different places a toddler can get spaghetti sauce. He had it in his ears, behind his ears, in his hair and up his nose. It took a couple of minutes to get him cleaned up, which didn't really make him happy, but he had a lot of fun eating. I've uploaded several pictures to my MySpace if anyone wants to go look. You can also see the stupid haircut he was subjected to, too.


If anyone wants to add me, feel free. My email address is nigtvamp@aol.com.

Now I just need to get pictures of him eating rice. That was hilarious, too. He ended up putting the bowl on his head and had rice all down the inside of his outfit.

So far, the plans for Halloween are coming together nicely. I may have to make some changes to my costume if the weather continues to be cold at night, but it won't be anything too major. I'll just wear pants and my knee high boots instead of the skirt and boots. I still need to stop in at a costume shop in an attempt to find a pirate hat for myself. I have a bandana that looks like a pirate flag that can always work in a pinch though if I can't find one.

It's kind of funny, this year is going to be the first year in quite awhile that I'm not going to any sort of Halloween party, but it is already gearing up to be the best Halloween ever. We bought our tickets for Haunt the Zoo for Halloween and plan on going Halloween night. Within the next week, I want to take him out to a pumpkin stand and let him go nuts as we pick out a pumpkin. Carving a pumpkin should be amusing with him around.

Yep. It's going to be an awesome Halloween. :)

In more Robbie news, he has more teething coming in finally. The bottom left incisor and the top left canine. He's been very uncomfortable because of this, it doesn't seem like Motrin kills all the pain. Last week, he was chewing on his right index finger so much he rubbed blisters on it. He was still chewing on it a bit over the weekend, so a couple of the blisters popped and his finger turned red around the area. Since he's been home, he's been leaving it alone for the most part and it is getting a lot better. When I called the doctor on Monday, they said to just keep him from chewing on it, maybe by wrapping a loose Band-Aid around it and, if he left it on, to put a little Neosporin on under it later on. Well, he didn't leave the Band-Aid on at all, so that idea went out the window. I don't like putting Neosporin on anything he can get into his mouth easily.

Then I had a flash of brilliance Monday night and put a little tea tree oil on it. Since it's all natural, I'm not worried about him getting any in his mouth or in his system, plus since it is an antiseptic, it'll keep the area clean. Not to mention the fact it tastes like ass and it keeps him from sticking his finger into his mouth. Within a few hours of the first application, it was looking so much better. The blisters started to dry up and the little bit of swelling was going down by the time he went to bed. I've been putting it on him regularly since then and it continues to look better and better each day. It's still fairly red, just like how your skin normally does after you've had a blister, but nothing out of the ordinary. With how active he is with his hands, I'm sure he has whacked it a few times, which doesn't help with the redness, but it doesn't seem to be causing him any pain. He'll just sit there and watch so intently while I'm rubbing it on his finger. If he'll let me, I'll sit there for a minute and blow of it so it'll dry then dab a bit more on. By that time though, he usually wants down out of my lap to continue playing or will lean forward so I need up blowing in his face, which is the funniest thing in the world to him right now.

Let me just say though, that the look on his face was priceless the first and only time I've seen him stick his finger in his mouth after an application. Again, it tastes like ass. But it's so damn versatile. You can use it on pimples, blisters, cold sores, small cuts and scrapes, you can put some in a hot bath when you have a lot of head and chest congestion and the fumes will help clear your sinuses, you can put it in your hair, brush your teeth with it and a ton of other things. I think they even make shampoos, conditioners and body washes with it. I know for a fact they make tea tree oil toothpaste. It too tastes like ass, but apparently it's supposed to really help with whitening your teeth.

I'd say no medicine cabinet is complete without a bottle of tea tree oil.
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