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letter
I had posted a variation on the following a while back, then yanked it due to circumstances. There is no name atributed to the person I wrote this to, 'cause though I'm pissed, he doesn't deserve any retribution.
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Dear X,
First off, thank you for helping me purchase my new car. I love it. What I liked even better was that when I went looking for a new car, you were the only salesperson who treated me like I was the buyer – and didn't ask me where my boyfriend/husband/brother/father was. You figured out straightaway that it was my car, therefore you talk to me. That was a pleasant surprise, and was the turning point as to why I bought the car I did. I’m sure that’s why you’re good at your job.
Aside from the car, part of me wants to say you’re a jerk, but I don’t think that’s correct. I think you’re thoughtless, but I don’t think that makes you a jerk. You sat there for 3-4 months, talking to me on e-mail and in person – making me feel comfortable talking about myself, my job and my lack of friends. All the while, you let me in too – or at least I thought you did. So to go one day from talking to nothing was quite a blow. But let's face it, you once apologized to me about fake promises and that you could get anyone's phone number through your job. You could contact me if you felt like it, and had mentioned outside the dry cleaners that you would. Obviously one apology for “fake promises” is fine, but you’re now racking them up my friend. Obviously, walking all over someone's feelings, someone who thought of you as a friend (albeit an e-mail friend) never crossed your mind. Now, I think I told you at one point, that my friends are spread across the country – none in NH who aren’t my co-workers or employees – and my family is 1300 miles away. So, I'm here by myself, and I could use a friend. Or two. But I'd sure as hell rather be without additional friends than put up with this anymore than I already have. I've been dumped by e-mail by a guy I dated, but I've never been dumped by a friend through lack of communication on e-mail/phone. For that, I must say shame on you for not being man enough to at least tell me that you didn't want to continue to talk to me. It has happened once and I let it, shame on me.
So, here's where it stands – if I'm wrong (and it'd be nice to think that I am, but at this point I'm doubtful), you can contact me. You've proven you have my address and my e-mail. You also said you can get anyone's phone number. If I am wrong, it's up to you to show me. I refuse to be one of those people who let another abuse me and take advantage of me at will. The ball is in your court. It's up to you. Either you want to be friends, or you don't. It's really of no consequence to me, 'cause I can deal with it either way. Friends or not, I don't put up with people who treat me like shit. So, if you do decide that you would like another friend, be prepared for me to call you on any bullshit you decide to pull. And it won't be easy. Trust and respect are hard things to get back once you've been an ass to someone who did nothing to deserve it.
So now it's up to you. I'm through putting out olive branches.
Thanks,
Me
p.s. Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam -- It is better to suffer an injustice than to do an injustice
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Dear X,
First off, thank you for helping me purchase my new car. I love it. What I liked even better was that when I went looking for a new car, you were the only salesperson who treated me like I was the buyer – and didn't ask me where my boyfriend/husband/brother/father was. You figured out straightaway that it was my car, therefore you talk to me. That was a pleasant surprise, and was the turning point as to why I bought the car I did. I’m sure that’s why you’re good at your job.
Aside from the car, part of me wants to say you’re a jerk, but I don’t think that’s correct. I think you’re thoughtless, but I don’t think that makes you a jerk. You sat there for 3-4 months, talking to me on e-mail and in person – making me feel comfortable talking about myself, my job and my lack of friends. All the while, you let me in too – or at least I thought you did. So to go one day from talking to nothing was quite a blow. But let's face it, you once apologized to me about fake promises and that you could get anyone's phone number through your job. You could contact me if you felt like it, and had mentioned outside the dry cleaners that you would. Obviously one apology for “fake promises” is fine, but you’re now racking them up my friend. Obviously, walking all over someone's feelings, someone who thought of you as a friend (albeit an e-mail friend) never crossed your mind. Now, I think I told you at one point, that my friends are spread across the country – none in NH who aren’t my co-workers or employees – and my family is 1300 miles away. So, I'm here by myself, and I could use a friend. Or two. But I'd sure as hell rather be without additional friends than put up with this anymore than I already have. I've been dumped by e-mail by a guy I dated, but I've never been dumped by a friend through lack of communication on e-mail/phone. For that, I must say shame on you for not being man enough to at least tell me that you didn't want to continue to talk to me. It has happened once and I let it, shame on me.
So, here's where it stands – if I'm wrong (and it'd be nice to think that I am, but at this point I'm doubtful), you can contact me. You've proven you have my address and my e-mail. You also said you can get anyone's phone number. If I am wrong, it's up to you to show me. I refuse to be one of those people who let another abuse me and take advantage of me at will. The ball is in your court. It's up to you. Either you want to be friends, or you don't. It's really of no consequence to me, 'cause I can deal with it either way. Friends or not, I don't put up with people who treat me like shit. So, if you do decide that you would like another friend, be prepared for me to call you on any bullshit you decide to pull. And it won't be easy. Trust and respect are hard things to get back once you've been an ass to someone who did nothing to deserve it.
So now it's up to you. I'm through putting out olive branches.
Thanks,
Me
p.s. Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam -- It is better to suffer an injustice than to do an injustice
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
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Saturday, November 10, 2007
That pesky Y-chromosome thing
So. I bit the bullet and texted him. It had been 4-weeks since we had spoken. It started off good, until I figured out he thought I was another friend of his w/ the same name. Then he called, from his work, and we talked for like 3 minutes. He apologized and he had to go back to work.
Should I be flattered or insulted that he thought I was someone else? Especially when he was using the term sexy in the text?
Or was it a wake-up call to him, and I threw him for a loop? And there's nothing to worry about?
BTW -- I had never called him before, or texted him, so it was out of character and he wouldn't necessarily know my phone/mobile number.
Should I be flattered or insulted that he thought I was someone else? Especially when he was using the term sexy in the text?
Or was it a wake-up call to him, and I threw him for a loop? And there's nothing to worry about?
BTW -- I had never called him before, or texted him, so it was out of character and he wouldn't necessarily know my phone/mobile number.
Friday, November 9, 2007
You know what they say about advice . . .
Snagged from JenLa.
Mighty Fine Advice
1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
2. Marry someone you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.
3. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.
4. When you say, “I love you,” mean it.
5. When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.
6. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.
7. Believe in love at first sight.
8. Never laugh at anyone’s dream. People who don’t have dreams don’t have much.
9. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.
10. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.
11. Don’t judge people by their relatives. (Can I get a HUGE amen?)
12. Talk slowly but think quickly.
14. When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?” (awesome!)
15. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
16. Say “Bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.
17. When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.
18. Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.
19. Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.
20. When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.
21. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.
22. Spend some time alone.
Mighty Fine Advice
1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.
2. Marry someone you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.
3. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.
4. When you say, “I love you,” mean it.
5. When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.
6. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.
7. Believe in love at first sight.
8. Never laugh at anyone’s dream. People who don’t have dreams don’t have much.
9. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.
10. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.
11. Don’t judge people by their relatives. (Can I get a HUGE amen?)
12. Talk slowly but think quickly.
14. When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?” (awesome!)
15. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.
16. Say “Bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.
17. When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.
18. Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.
19. Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.
20. When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.
21. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.
22. Spend some time alone.
This one time, at band camp . . .
I'm no longer mad/angry/disappointed at the guy. Just frustrated. And uncertain?
I'm not going to spill anything anyone has told me in confidence here, but there have been things going on in my life (as well as everyone else's lives too, I'm sure) and I've been stressed. Plus, I was out sick this week, so that didn't bode well.
Is it too much for once to ask for clarity on one single thing? For the love of pete.
I don't even feel like knitting. I just feel like sleeping.
I'm not going to spill anything anyone has told me in confidence here, but there have been things going on in my life (as well as everyone else's lives too, I'm sure) and I've been stressed. Plus, I was out sick this week, so that didn't bode well.
Is it too much for once to ask for clarity on one single thing? For the love of pete.
I don't even feel like knitting. I just feel like sleeping.
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Yep. Thought so.
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Monday, November 5, 2007
Yep. And you can kiss the ring too.
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Sunday, November 4, 2007
tree jacket
Saturday, November 3, 2007
furnace wars
Every year, I read about Stephanie and Ian's furnace wars. And I started to think, about the heat in my home.
Let me back up. I live in my parents' 208-year old house in NH. They live in a 80-year old house in Illinois (not really sure how old the house is there, but it's NOT 208). They have heat. And A/C. In Spades.
Here? Not so much.
Last winter, in the living room, the high temp was 45 degrees Farhenheit/7 degrees celsius.
There is a definite lack of INSULATION in the living room. Want proof? Here's a picture:
The heat goes right out the wall.
So, furnace wars b/n Stephanie and Ian? Bring it on. I can have the heat on and it's only 45/7, which is like not having heat at all. If you'd like to add someone into the game, who will most likely win no matter what, call me!
(the above post where I tell them to Bring in on? All written in jest. I'd rather not get involved in furnace wars with those two. They're ruthless!!!!) ;)
Let me back up. I live in my parents' 208-year old house in NH. They live in a 80-year old house in Illinois (not really sure how old the house is there, but it's NOT 208). They have heat. And A/C. In Spades.
Here? Not so much.
Last winter, in the living room, the high temp was 45 degrees Farhenheit/7 degrees celsius.
There is a definite lack of INSULATION in the living room. Want proof? Here's a picture:
The heat goes right out the wall.
So, furnace wars b/n Stephanie and Ian? Bring it on. I can have the heat on and it's only 45/7, which is like not having heat at all. If you'd like to add someone into the game, who will most likely win no matter what, call me!
(the above post where I tell them to Bring in on? All written in jest. I'd rather not get involved in furnace wars with those two. They're ruthless!!!!) ;)
Friday, November 2, 2007
Seriously.
I love Grey's Anatomy. For reals kids. Love it.
I like Mer and Der, though sometimes I wish Der would say, "you know what? Buck you baby."
As for last night's episode, I don't like George and Izzie. It's. Just. Wrong. I like Callie, and think Izzie is a tad bit of a wannabe, floozy, simpleton.
Want more GA? Check out the Writer's blog.
I'd love to be able to write scripts.
I like Mer and Der, though sometimes I wish Der would say, "you know what? Buck you baby."
As for last night's episode, I don't like George and Izzie. It's. Just. Wrong. I like Callie, and think Izzie is a tad bit of a wannabe, floozy, simpleton.
Want more GA? Check out the Writer's blog.
I'd love to be able to write scripts.
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