Technology hates me

Well, needless to say, two days later I come home and all my effort in moving my room about, has no gain. All the wide open spaces are filled with furnishings that don't fit into that limited space but somehow ended up there. My nice double bed has been replaced by a king size bed on stilts. Ok so it's not on stilts, it's just so high that i can fall to my death if i roll over in my sleep! Ok so other than the fact that my room, or at least what used to be my room, is completely unrecognizable or inhabitable, I'm probably having one of the worst days of my life. I'm tired, drunk in the head (i think I've got vertigo or something cause staying upright is a HUGE amount of effort but my dad says it's probably my blood pressure acting up again) and everything is conspiring against me. First i get to work and my system i work on is not the same one as i'm suppose to have. an hour later we solve it. Then i try to log a call and it's still not letting me since about before 9 sometime and it is now 12:00. Meantime, my new goal of drinking 2litres of water is putting my bladder under some severe pressure. When i started sneezing i decided not to chance it. I walk to the other side of the floor where the loo's are located and a nice little notice says that "due to water disruptions, please use the toilet facilities in the hot seat second floor Ames Hoff building, I'm on the 8th floor JD House building. So i take the lift to the second floor and the walk way to the Ames Hoff building, walk down four flights of steps (small ones) and once I'm done i tie my belt and as i try to turn it, my belt snapped. Plus these jeans fall off without a belt. So my day is being wasted because i can't really work, I'm hungry but can't cross the road and buy food for fear of being run over by a car and my pants are being held up by a belt held together by grace. Hope this makes you smile. So from the world of "it sucks to be me" to all you normal freaks out there, live long and prosper.

13 October 2007

What shall I put in my first ever blog? Maybe I’ll start by mentioning or rather questioning a false concept. That of weekends being a resting period before the start of your working work. Who’s the person that spreads such lies? I’ve worked harder today then I have all week which says a lot! It week was insane. It’s like all the wheels fell off. I guess it only seems like more work because it included physical work. I moved my furnishing around in my bedroom. Now keep in mind in my room I have a double bed, a desk, an antique “table” but it’s more like a cupboard on legs, a chest (it’s about 0.6 x 1.2 x 0.6m, not exactly petit and 3 closets. I moved everything but one of the closets and they still had everything in them (I did take all the boxes and bags off of them or from below them in some instances and this is what took up most of the time). Anyway, I’ve decided I have too much junk! But I can’t get rid of any of it because I’ll need it. Would you believe I have a car seat? Yes, I must be the only single, childless, nineteen year old with a baby car seat. I don’t know when it arrived but my parents got the thing and I only noticed it when I moved my room start of this year sometime. It’s gonna need a good sterilising before I ever use it. What gets me is I once mentioned when I went shopping with my mom for a baby shower that nappy prices are sky rocketing and that it will probably be a good idea for me to start buying some now if I’m planning on having kids otherwise my kids will have to run around butt naked! (I’m not sure if I’m allowed to use that word)Anyway, point is, mom almost had a heart attack because buying baby stuff for yourself unless your pregnant is bad luck. But it’s ok for them to get me a car seat. Talk about stupid-stitious. I’ll probably be like that lady that only wanted a third child and ended up having six! What do you call it? Quintuplets + 1? I think it’s something like a sextuplets. Now I’m sorry but having one child at a time sounds exhausting, what with graveyard shift and breastfeeding and all, but can you imagine that times six? And then having a two and a four year old as well. Now that’s the kind of woman that has to have eight arms. I’m sorry but there is no way I would survive. That’s the day I sell all I have buy a big house and have my parents move in with me, both sets. That way there will be three mothers to sort these kids out. Ok let me get of the subject before I give someone ideas and they send me the wrong order ;)

Well my day was normal. I was sure there would have been a family get together today because it’s my brother and my gran’s birthday today, but there wasn’t! Don’t get me wrong, I love my family but I feel very odd at these things. My mom’s family is the one place I don’t fit in. There is an 8 year gap between me and my mother’s youngest sister but because I am not in the same generation as the grown up’s, I’m not a grown up. I’m too old for the kids because the oldest of my cousins is at least seven years younger than me. The fact that we have tons, i mean, nothing in common other than relations, helps. So in my mom’s family I’m 7-8 years away from fitting in. My brother really liked his gift. I got him a seduko set (he loves seduko). He actually gave me a hug. Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh! he he, if he ever finds out I put this on a public site he’ll be so miff that it would have been my last ever hug. Well I love the little guy and seem as we always get the crummy gifts because no one ever knows what to get us, I thought I’d get him something he’ll drive me insane with. He actually let me play with it too. It was my first and only game. I thought he’d play with it all day but he’s very much into trying to finish the last level of doom3 (I don’t know what possessed me to buy it. Curiosity isn’t always in my favour) and then he was working with my dad all afternoon. I kinda like to laze around on my birthday. Oh and this will ebe the first every year I will hav to do anything I don’t want to on my birthday (other than travel) I have to work this year. I’ve never had to go to school or work on my birthday before! This is just wrong. I shouldn’t have to work on my birthday like average joesL oh well. I guess I have no choice.

Well, I this is my first ever blog. Maybe the next one will be worth your reading. It helps writing these things when you’re not I’m bed. I guess it’s also cause I’m have expecting it to be like some kinda online journal (ok now I’m scaring myself). I’m going to bed now.