Also, my supervisor Nathon is a mean asshole. And he smells. Scratch that.
Nathon is the bestest supervisor ever. He’s super nice and not mean in the least. And he only smells sometimes.

Hello, my beloved and dear readers. Welcome to my week of hell! To give a small preview of what the past four days have been like, I will give you a little break down of how my days have been:

12:00 PM Wake-up, start getting ready for job #1
12:45 PM Leave home, commute to job #1
01:00 PM Arrive at job #1, start tedious work
05:00 PM Leave job #1, commute to job #2, eat in transit
06:00 PM Arrive at job #2, start somewhat enjoyable work
03:00 AM Leave job #2, sometimes make necessary trips to walmart, etc.
04:00 AM Arrive at home, pass out, rinse, repeat.

Great, isn’t it? This will all be over after Wednesday, which is my last day at job #1. Luckily, there is no mandatory attendance for me this semester, which means I can just show up to class for exams and when I need to turn in essays or proposals. The only real perk is that I will have the weekend to recuperate and I might even go to the Auto Show so I can sit in pretty, expensive, cars that I won’t be able to afford for the next 5-10 years.

The new job is okay– it’s definitely a sausage fest, and I overhear a ton of p-talk (read: penis-talk). What is penis-talk, you ask? Allow me to demonstrate.
Boy 1: Hahaha, Penis!
Boy 2: Omg I have a PENIS TOO! Let’s be friends forever!
So that’s not really what penis talk is, and I am exaggerating, but I don’t understand why boys must mention penises in their daily conversations. Or even “e-penis” in intracompany chats. It doesn’t work so well with girls. See the following:
Girl 1: Hahaha, VAGINA!
Girl 2: …
Girl 1: Boobies….?
Girl 2: Weirdo.

I would have illustrated this in a funnier comic format myself, but as you can see, my schedule doesn’t permit any time for silly comic-drawing for you people, so you’ll just have to deal. Life’s tough. Unfortunately, none of the postsecret postcards stood out to me this week so I didn’t pick one as a favorite. Boohoo again.

Hello my dear, neglected readers. It’s been quite a while so it’s high time for a life update. I know what you’re thinking. Oh my gosh, how could you abandom us like this? And so on and so forth. I’ve been a very busy, stressed out girl lately, and I’m sorry for neglecting my own website so much. Now it is time for a tiny update. And here we go: My parents have ousted me due to various circumstances so here I am, a junior in college, 3 semesters remaining with nothing but my personal possessions, my wits, and what little savings I have to get me through. Yay for character building exercises! I hate them. (Added note: There is a bit of sarcasm to the previous paragraph. I’m not homeless, my parents didn’t really oust me, but we are fighting right now. I like to exaggerate for dramatic flair.)

Now for something completely different. I intended to blog when Apple released word of the new iPhone. It’s truly a geek’s wet dream. It’s like an iPod, a tiny mac, and a phone all rolled into one sexy package. The GUI is cute and innovative. And we all know how I’m all for cute GUIs. Unfortunately, I am homeless and my education is in jeopardy so we also know that I won’t be getting an iPhone…ever. And if I were to acquire one by some miracle, I’d probably have to sell it to the undeserving masses for food money or something. I’m pretty sure an unlocked iPhone would be able to pay at least half of my tuition.

Bugger, I had a ton of things to say but I’ve encountered a bit of writer’s block. This is what happens you put off posting for so long. I hereby promise to be a good blogger and update my website more often.

I had a more elaborate Christmas greeting planned out but the Holiday Laziness got to me.

Today my postsecret books came in, so I thought I would include all postsecret- and emotion-related things into one post. Let me just say that I love postsecret. I don’t love each and every postcard equally, but there are quite a few that I hold dear. The following postcard deserves not only my “postsecret of the week” stamp but also ranks among my ten favorite cards:

I was hoping that I would get the postsecret books that I ordered today. And they arrived just before I got home from work. I spent about two hours just pouring through all the postcards in those two books. I have a weakness when it comes to sadness, especially postsecret sadness. The funny cards get a smile out of me sometimes but it’s the postcards that make me sigh that I want to tear out and keep. I have to admit that I agree with all the critics and user reviews on Amazon.com — the first book is infinitely better than the second. I take that back. The second book has its merits, but if you want the gold, and you can only get one book or the other, get the first one. I promise that you won’t regret it. Over the next few weeks, months, or whatever, I hope to share some of my favorites from the book with all of you. Or rather, those of you that are not e-stalking me.

Tonight someone paid me one of the highest compliments I have ever gotten:

You certainly are surprising, in general, as a person, and continuously over time I discover new surprises about you. You are more or less one of those exceptions to all the rules persons, someone who shouldn’t exist, but does. If someone were looking for you, they’d never find anything, but when looking for something else, one day you popped up.

I know a couple more such people, all very different from each other, but each surprising in that they shouldn’t have existed where I found them, and I can spend years looking for another one and there is not one. I did, by the way, several times look for someone else like you [...], but it was a totally fruitless experience. You were an anomaly.

Now that is an “about me” worth having. Definitely better than the people that literally “holler” at me from their cars.

P.S. I have a Dr’s appointment that I have been dreading scheduled for tomorrow morning. So, if you believe in that sort of thing, keep me in your prayers.

I have a few things to get off my chest tonight so bear with me as I allow myself to rant. First of all, let me take care of some product reviews that I’ve been meaning to mention. A couple of weeks ago I bought two blue tooth headsets, one for my mother and one for myself. I bought myself the Plantronics Voyager 510 and my mom got the Nextlink AX2 Blue Spoon Bluetooth Headset. Yes, I know…it looks like I bought my mom the lesser of the two headsets. Yes, I am aware that I am such an awful daughter and shame on me. Honestly, I didn’t think she’d use it that much– and I was right, I think I have tested it more than she has at this point. But anyway, time to give my honest opinion on both.

Firstly, the Plantronics headset is lovely. I love the design most of all, and the volume is very good. I only have a few qualms with it. When I wear it too long on one ear, my ear starts to actually hurt, forcing me to switch to the other ear so both ears can be sore an equal amount. I think that this is because the Plantronics fits over the ear and it squeezes mine a bit too much. This must mean only one thing. I have weird deformed ears and I will never find a blue tooth that will sit comfortably in my ears without pain. Oh woe is me. Other than the slight discomfort from wearing it a few times I only had one other problem with this headset. I am one of them millions of Americans with a Motorola V3 Razr. For some reason, this blue tooth and my phone occasionally have issues playing nicely with one another. I sometimes get a low blue tooth signal from my phone even when it’s only a few feet away. It’s very strange and I can’t figure out why that happened. Fortunately, it hasn’t happened in the past few nights so I’m hoping that was my headset’s little mini-crisis and it is now over. The volume on it is nice although I have a small problem with the volume control on the headset. I don’t change volume levels that often, but it’s a little difficult when I do. Also, I suspect that the “windsmart technology” it boasts is merely increasing the volume of your headset when it senses that the surroundings are also getting noisier. I experienced this when I turned on my headset at a very crowded mall and the person on the other line was wondering why everything got louder. Despite all my tiny complaints, I am happy with my headset. Mostly because it only cost me $30.

Enter the Nextlink headset (which all this time I thought was called “Netlink”). Now, this was actually a better bargain than I initially thought. The price on Amazon has gone up a tad since I bought it, which also holds true for the Plantronics headset. I only paid $25 for the Nextlink. Since I have used this headset less than my Plantronics one, I have less complaints about it. First of all, this headset is very tiny. Without my hair swept back, you wouldn’t even know it was there. The strange antenna-looking thing in the picture is not as weird as it looks. It fits inside your ear (yes, I know that sounds very uncomfortable) but you can’t even feel it once you get it in right. The sounds is alright and I don’t have the same “low signal” problems that I do with the Plantronics headset. The most major problem is that the microphone quality is a little lacking. I partially attribute it to the fact that the mic is a litte farther away from your mouth. I asked someone what it sounded like and they described it as “you, but on a microphone.” With the Plantronics headset, you could barely tell (with few exceptions) that I was using it.

Overall, these are very good, competitively-priced headsets and the reviews and user ratings on Amazon.com and Buy.com speak for themselves.

You are doing a business call and both parties say “thank you” when the call is done with. Doesn’t one person have to say “You’re welcome?”

Also, when I went to go fetch a couple things from my dorm before I left for break, I saw my red umbrella sitting on the floor. I scoffed and decided not to bring it with me. The wet me is currently regretting that decision. I am also regretting not listening to the weather people. Kids, always listen to the weather people. They are wise and are psychic-like with their weather predictions.

I went to a movie tonight and on the way home, there was this car in front of us that couldn’t decide what lane he wanted to be in. First he wanders into the left lane and suddenly veers two lanes over to make a right turn. The same car was in front of us when we were pulling into the freeway. He prematurely tries to get in the left lane then decides that he wants to stay in the exit/entrance lane. Then the driver puts on his left blinker but veers to the right, almost hitting the barrier. Just as he gets to the exit, he veers to the left and nearly misses another barricade. At this point, his car is traveling perpendicular to traffic, and he rams into the side of a pickup truck. Both cars spin out and stop. Meanwhile the car that I am in has slowed down to a crawl, but what could we do but drive off?

A few minutes later, I spot a sign on the side of the road. Cautious, it said, 23 killed by drunk drivers this year.