>and need my sleep. I have been having some late nights and really need to sleep now. But first I have to eat, but have nothing down here to eat. SIGH
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>I realize they perform a vital service. That without them we would be buried in garbage or have to take our garbage to the dump ourselves. Imagine how much of a hassel that would be, especially for serial killers and mass murderers when asked what kind of garbage they are bringing, how would you classify bodies or body parts? Where was I?
Oh yes, I hate garbage trucks. Do they have to perform this vital service when I am driving to the train station? I come around the corner and there it is in the middle of the road, blocking traffic. Then it turns left, same direction as I do, but it turns right, off the main road so I can go on to the train station as normal.
Since I caught the train, you may wonder why I am ranting about this. It was a disruption in my routine. Which I don’t like.
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>Yes, I said it. I went into work today, my throat still sore, Tigger thinks he gave to me, sorry kiddo, it’s my allergies. I actually made the early train, got to the bank before work, and the boss wasn’t there, well not until noon at least. I went to lunch, came home and he was in.
Even though I wasn’t sick, the allergy sore throat wore me down. I didn’t get much done and besides I was tired. So very very tired. So tired I don’t even feel like doing the PFF, hopefully I will feel up to it tomorrow.
>Stayed home sick today. Woke up with a sore throat. I know some don’t think that is true, since there was a Yankee day game, probably if there hadn’t been I might have dragged myself out of bed. But my throat really is sore. Still sore, I probably should be sleeping instead of here. But I have one more thing to do then I can sleep.
>Governor Dave’s big idea to ‘help the taxpayers’ proves that he is an idiot and a thug. By putting furloughs in emergency bill he essentially twisted the arm of the legislature. The fact that the legislature is a bunch of spineless fools made it easy for him.
Apparently the Governor has forgotten that every one of the employees he is maligning and calling selfish are taxpayers. Yes Dave, we pay taxes, we spend money in the state of New York, we are a vital part of the state’s economy. In your single minded drive to bust the unions (which is what it looks like to me) you are shooting the state of New York in the foot. How does this help? Lower wages mean less taxes collected and less money spent in New York State. It also lowers the morale of state workers as we sit around and read depressing e-mails and wonder what are we going to do with a cut of 20% in our income. Not that morale was very high before this our agency already having been gutted.
And when people call complaining about lack of services? Well that won’t affect you, sitting in your mansion with your new Turkish rug (yes I am still pissed about that). That is the benefit of being an idiot and a thug, you can remove yourself from the chaos while others suffer.
>Sitting here trying to think of something to say while I stuff myself with Milk Duds®. I can’t even of what I wanted to post earlier. Here’s the thing, on the train in the morning, I always am thinking of what I want to post, normally I get my phone out and send an e-mail here to post. This morning I was just so tired I didn’t. I kept thinking about all day and never did, and now I don’t remember.
The shower is leaking, D can’t do anything to fix it right now because he is still recovering from his surgery. I did my hair last night so I needed to wash it tonight, I figured the best thing to do would be to go to the gym. Then I decided since I was going to the gym I should work out and now my legs are sore.
Well, I am just rambling here so I will say goodnight.
>Just needed a day away, time to myself and time with myself and Em. Had lunch at my favorite Mexican restaurant and just kind of wandered around.
from angry about him not giving me the books, to hurt that he wouldn’t give me MY books, to acceptance/indifference/apathy (yes I am aware that indifference and apathy are the same thing, but there are nuances of difference in the two, don’t make me get out my dictionary). When he told me this morning where the books were I told him I didn’t want them anymore. He said he was sorry but I’m not sure he really got it. That it was never about the books, it was about the lack of respect for me and whats mine.
Of course, I can’t demand respect, it has to be earned, and I thought I had, I guess not, I guess I am not clever enough for him to respect me. Good thing that I am not going to be living there forever. I can’t wait to leave.
That is another thing, this business with Gov. Dave (quite possibly the stupidest governor in the history of NYS) has me thinking that my plans to move out will be pushed back indefinitely and that has me annoyed. The worst part is the not knowing, not knowing what is going to happen. Some people say it is not going to happen, but I worry, its my life you know, he is messing with my life.
This time about Tigger, I ordered two books one for him and one for me, only he kept both of them. This time he has just gone TOO far and I want my book. Actually now I want both of them and he can have them when he pays me for them.
I don’t know why I am so angry, I don’t normally get angry like this. I hope I calm down before morning because I really don’t want to start screaming and yelling. That would certainly not help things with D recovering from surgery and all.
Tomorrow is a Manhattan day, maybe that is what is wrong, it has been too long since I have been able to wander about Manhattan with Em. Talk to you later.
I wanted to send this on my train ride in but I couldn’t connect. To anything, NY Times, Twitter or e-mail. I also wasn’t getting any text updates and the e-mail icon wasn’t showing up. I was perplexed, thought maybe it was being on the train that was doing it. So I tried it when I got into work. I could send and receive text messages, but couldn’t go ‘online’. I sat there and stared at my phone, then I thought, it’s a mini computer, when you have a problem with your big computer you reboot. So I pressed the power button and got the shut down, airplane mode, or restart screen. So I touched restart. Problem solved.
What I want to rant about is people who decide they have to disturb you. This morning there were a few seats open, nice seats with nothing on them and plenty of room. This woman decides she has to sit with me. So while I am playing with my phone, trying to get it to work, I have to stop and pick up my stuff so she can sit there.
People drive me crazy.
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Belleza
just a (transplanted) city girl 