As my teeth rot...

I have a toothache. Or the beginnings of a toothache. I'm trying to nip it in the bud. I brushed and flossed and swished with Listerine and then flouride. Now I can't eat or drink for 30 minutes, so here I am. Anyway, I made another video. It's one I planned a long time ago. About a year ago, I think. That's when I recorded my voiceover. Me reading a poem. That's right, it's a poem video! About murderous feelings and lust and obsession. I should put a warning on it, huh? Some kind of warning. But for some reason I didn't. It's funny that I do that at all. Put warnings on my videos. I think of it as a little ratings system. Things that I found really disturbing when I was creating them, those things I put warnings on. This video didn't disturb me. Which in and of itself kind of disturbs me....

In other news I think my money problems are being taken care of. Or will be soon. Yikes. That's nice. Plus I'm getting a big tax refund. A lot of it will go to my mother, though. Cuz she paid for a huge amount of car repairs recently. I saw her at my work today. I almost didn't recognize her. I never do when she's in public. It's like, "Who's that? Oh, I know her!" Duh. Hey, I wonder what my sister's doing. I had a dream the other night that she left a severed hand on my pillow. Something like that. Yuck. Yes, that was random. At least I'm not dreaming of murder. So I must not be too stressed. I also dreamed I lived in a yucky dirty garage with many windows and not enough curtains and lots of nosy neighbors. And only a lawn chair and a cot for furniture. HMMM..... And my neck hurts. But it won't when I stop sitting in this weird position....

Ummm... oh, I'm planning another video this week. And... it won't be done anytime soon. I don't have enough time to work on videos anymore. But it will be one with music, not with poems. "Not that there's anything wrong with that...!" Seinfeld. Hmm. I'm hungry. It's been almost 2 1/2 weeks since I wrote in here last, and this is what I talk about. "Priceless." Mastercard. I have to stop quoting.

My kitchen sink still doesn't work. I'm gonna have to leave my landlord another note. Or call him from work. I almost don't want people in my apartment to fix it, but it has to be fixed. GEEZ. I just hate people. Why am I saying this to people?!! Hee.... Well, I just don't like lots of people all at once or one after the other or constantly or everywhere. But one or two at a time and few and far between they're fine. God, I'm weird. I bet I'm single and childless cuz I hate people. Hmmm.... interesting....

I'm just about ready to go to sleep now. Not really. I'm just about ready to eat a whole bunch of food. Then TV, then shower, then TV, then bed. Weee! What an exciting life. I don't care, I like it. That part of it. Except showering. It takes too long. I'd like to be able to push a button and five seconds later be clean. Like a computer program. 'Bleep' - clean. Hee. I'm lazy. And too thorough to do anything quickly. Bah!

Oh, hey, I had a cold since I talked to you last. See how funny I am making it seem like we all talked on the phone or something. Pfft! I'm weird! Anyway, the cold was very annoying and I'm mostly over it, and there you have it. I took lots of vitamins and herbs. Maybe that gave me a toothache... either the cold or the vitamins and herbs. Hmmmm......

Yawn.... hey, I want to be a computer programmer. Have I said? Ha! I want to be self taught, though. I'm wary of spending money, even on a college education. Weird, huh? Yeahhh.... not if you're me. Cheap. Hey! "Thrifty". Pfft. Hey, a "PFT" is a "pulmonary function test". Doesn't it suck that I know that? Medical Records Specialist. That's my title. I actually have a title! Wooooo.... yeah, I don't care. It's hard work. Which is fine. It keeps me busy. During the working hours. And it's times like now that I get to be lazy. Weeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I guess I've been sitting at a computer too long already today. My back is in pain and stiff and whatever else. I'd better go. Even though my shows aren't on TV. Nothing to do. For some reason I'm not into the Olympics. Oh well.....God, I'm a lazy weirdo after work. You should talk to me on the weekend! Which you usually do. Well, not you. You listen. I talk. Okay, technically, you read. And I type. Whatever! Okay, "I gots to go." -my sister Amy. Heheh. Later.

Chris on 02.21.06 @ 06:35 pm [link]

Tired

Well, I have a weird life. Financial things are weird at the moment, but I think I will pull through. I'm tired of being vigilant about it, though. I just want to sleep. Whatever that means. And I'm tired of having to leave work to go to meetings and appointments and things. GOD. I finally got assistance with my heating bill. Now that the weather is warming up. Pah! Oh well. It's still good. The housing assistance people put me on a 1-2 year waiting list. I'll be making more money by then. 'Knock on wood.' Pfft. That's fine. It'll all be okay in about a month. Or 2. Whatever. Let's not talk about it.

Sigh. What else is new? Okay, let's talk about it. It's all that is going on. I got rid of my DSL. Boo hooo. It's not much different, unless I try to download a video. Which I won't do. It'd have to be a darn good one! For me to wait a half hour for it. Mostly, I don't have time. I got rid of my long distance. I cashed a savings bond. All this to save or get more money. And then it's not enough. Woohoo! Go me. And in two months, I'll tell you allll about it. But this weekend I have to fill out a ton of paperwork. And next weekend I have to do taxes. I'm so tired of paperwork. GRR. Oooo, but then I'll have time to write things again. After all this is done. That will be the key to everything. Whoop-dee-doo. YES.

I won't have to worry anymore, and I can publish my stories. More of them. It'll be good. I can't wait for that. Except I have to see if the car dealership will still replace a recalled part of my car for free. I hope so. Last summer smoke came out of the steering column. Which is what this defective thing causes. Along with, oh, possible fire. Pfft. And overheating and stalling, which my car has seen plenty of. And before summer I need to get my windows fixed. My car's front windows don't roll down. And I can't use the air conditioning because the car stalls within two blocks if I do that. So, I'll need a way to keep cool driving home from work in the summer. And I need a haircut. That one will be easy. And I need short sleeved work shirts. GRRR. It's weird having a job job, but it works. I have 30 cents in my checking account right now. Yaayyyy....!

Why am I not doing paperwork? God, I just couldn't face anymore of it. Geez. I learned how to park downtown this week. I had to get out of my car to put a quarter in the machine cuz my window doesn't roll down. Got a little receipt. Put it in the window. I've always wanted to do that. Oddly, I still have a lot of quarters from my days as a hotel housekeeper. Tip money. And I'm too fat to fit into my old housekeeper uniform pants. ???! That was fast! Me gaining weight. On the scale my weight hasn't changed much. It's probably just changed in substance. Less muscle, more fat. That sort of thing. Ah, I didn't think of that. What do ya know? Hmm.

I should take my Christmas tree down. Yes, it's still up. It's fake, though, so it's not like it's a fire hazard. And it's only about 3 feet tall. So, it's not obvious. Not too out of place. I like it. But really, it's time for it to go. If nothing else, it'll get dusty, and I hate dust. The bane of a cleaning person's existence. The only mess you have to clean up that nobody actually made. Grrrr. I have my pet peeves. I'm a weirdo.

So, how 'bout that Dancing With The Stars? I LOVE that show. It's so nice. Why do people dance disco when they've been assigned to dance the Samba and they only have two minutes to do it? HMM? I also don't get why they do little skits first. Time's a wastin', people! Dance! I love dancing. Carrie Ann cried. Awwww. Nice. I always dance around my apartment after I watch that show. Cuz I'm a geek. Like if I have to get up to get a glass of water, I dance to the sink. Yada yada.

Which reminds me. My kitchen sink still hasn't been fixed. They are just happily not fixing it. Money talks, people. I didn't pay my whole utility bill last month, with the permission of the utility billing people, and I think that's why my sink hasn't been fixed. No one else believes me, but come on. That's why. They'd probably turn my water off if they could, but the controls for that are behind my fridge and I could just turn it right back on. So, lucky them, I have a broken sink. Does it seem like in life you only get kicked when you are down? Doesn't it? I think so. It's backwards and weird. One day it may not be like that. Society. One day people may actually help each other out when they need help. And I mean everyone. Not just one or two charities that need your whole life history before they will help you. It should be more like someone sees someone else in trouble and everyone around swarms down on that person offering help of all different kinds, without proof of need or thought of payback. Just a loud whistle through a crowd, "Hey! We've got one down over here!" Nice.

Well that was happy. You know what I daydream about when I think of being "rich" one day? What charities I will give to. I don't dream of how big my house will be or how shiny my car will be. I do dream about sitting around on my ass as much as I want, though. But besides that I dream about what various cool charities I will give to. The unique ones and the basic ones and.... whatever. Weird, huh? But nice. I want to give to ones where most of the money goes to the people who need it and not to the running & advertising of the charity. Whatever. You know? Yeeks.

It's funny how lazy I am. Heh. Whatever. I gotta stop saying that. ("Whatever.") I'm thirsty. Isn't that usually what ends my blog entries? Me getting thirsty or hungry or something. Or sleepy or..... whatever. OOOO! I just remembered I haven't watched ER yet. Eeps! I must go do that. And, you know, have a beverage. Later.

Chris on 02.04.06 @ 02:39 pm [link]