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Archive for the month “July, 2009”

Money Mania

I am slowly learning something about myself. I have no idea what to do with money. It’s almost sad. I’m so used to only having barely enough in my account to get by with some creative spending and driving on prayers. What do I do with a steady, not to shabby paycheck? Well, if you’re me, you panic about the amount you have in your bank account. Yeah. Weird, right?

I’ve been thinking about all the things I can buy because OHMYGODMONEY! and keep forgetting that hey, there are also bills. It’s unsettling to me to not know how much I’ll owe. I spend a lot of time worrying that there’s enough in my account. Granted, that comes from a couple years of “shit, shit, can I really spend ten bucks on gas right now without going over?” I hate asking for money, so I’d rarely tell my parents I needed more.

So we’ll see how long it takes me to get comfortable with the idea of having at least a little bit of money. Until the bills come in. And I buy a cat and help with the dog. Yay, responsibility!


Don’t Take This the Wrong Way

Okay, so maybe this isn’t the best follow up post after my parenting post, but whatever. I found this link absolutely fascinating. A quick summary of it – people are looking at how abortion might be covered (or not) in the new health care bill. It has some interesting economic reasons both for and against (which I’m always a fan of).

I don’t want to start a huge debate, I just would like to know how other people feel about this for the reasons listed in the topic above. I have no interest in getting into a moral or religious debate about abortion. Hi, that happened in every class ever. I am interested in reasons for or against abortion that have nothing to do with religion. So I thought I’d ask anyone who reads this to comment on your personal feelings about abortion and the current health care plan.

And if the link above doesn’t work, just copy and paste this:


Love’s mom and I were discussing parenthood the other day. Mostly, the terrible disrepair it has fallen into. I know everyone in every generation bemoans how things have gotten so much worse since the last generation, but I really do see some troubling trends.

Now, I am not a mother. I don’t plan on being one for a while. However, I’m an excellent observer and more importantly, I was a child with good parents. I know the difference when I see it and I see how parenting is not something that is “personal” and “none of my business, you stupid bitch”. Yes, you should be allowed to some extent choice in how you govern your child. However, that choice to never yell at Precious Winston should end the moment he tries to slap a stranger or darts in front of a waitress at a restaurant. When your lack of parenting skills, or to be more charitable, when the method you use seems to fail and cause potential harm to someone else, it stops being a family matter and becomes a social issue.

And for the love of all that is holy, do not expect other people to raise your child for you! You had the damn thing and chose to keep it! Do not bitch about how the school shouldn’t allow girls to wear make up, if you don’t approve of your daughter’s eye liner, you do the parenting! It is incredibly frustrating to watch a parent blow up because someone had the audacity to admonish their child for public behavior and then turn around and demand that the government or school or town isn’t doing enough to help kids.

I’m tired of having my desire to raise children squelched because yours is such an awful brat all I can think about is beating the kid. Then you. I’m tired of having an evening out ruined because all I can hear is some kid screaming because he wants an ice cream RIGHT NOW or my mood soured because I just watched the atrocious behavior of some spawn while the parents looked on with indifference or even pride.

Stop making me hate the idea of having children. I can be a good parent. I’ll make mistakes, because who doesn’t and I am beyond flawed. But at least I’ll take responsibility.

Twitter Was A Bad Idea

Things I Would Have Twittered About if I Wasn’t Worried About Pissing You Off With the Barrage of Thought (TIWHTAIWWAPYOWBT):

~ I am an absolute freak when it comes to mayonnaise. Honestly, I doubt you’ll ever get it right and I know the poor lady behind the counter isn’t going to either. I find huge gobs (or even small gobs) of mayonnaise disgusting, but I still require it on my sandwich.

~ There is nothing I enjoy more than reading other people’s opinions. Yes, your day is fascinating, but if you want to tell me what you feel about the Fat Acceptance Movement, or tattoos, I will read that up so fast.

~ I hate the way my car smells when I turn the air conditioner off… gross and musty.

~ Pringles make me so very happy.

~ Small towns are both amazing and amusing. I love the fact that I can go into a store and pay 5 dollars one day and 7.21 the next, depending on who is waiting on me, for the same meal. I wasn’t being overcharged either time; one is just the “locals” discount.

~ This is a great, fun little quiz: I got 41 countries on my first go. We’ll see how that improves.

~I didn’t realize until this post (that’s a lie, it bothers me occasionally) how I don’t know when to capitalize in titles.  The rules flew out of my head awhile ago and the world of readind hasn’t helped me at all. Obviously “the” “of” and “a” aren’t, but what about “about” or “with”? So much contradiction!

~I am so boring.


Okay, so somebody explain to my how I can read all your blogs, check livejournal, twitter, and other inane entertainments, but is not allowed? Random photo sites are blocked, so why not the other stuff.

Still weirded out that twitter and E!Online are allowed, but and aren’t.

And before you judge me… I get very bored sometimes and use the Google News feature, which brings me articles from everyone.

All Business

I have a conundrum, my dears. One of my new and fun co-workers decided to jump ship (I’m too awesome to work with, apparently) and therefore his office is up for grabs and was offered to me. I find this amusing, since I’m currently in his old office. Now… do I take this new office which is large and in the same hallways as two other case managers I adore or stay in this tiny office with a bajillion windows and gorgeous view of the courtyard? Decision – difficult. Big office is big, has windows, and is close to cool co-workers who answer questions, but I would occasionally be kicked out of it so the teleconference people could use it (they had it first). Tiny office has lots of windows, an amazing view, and isn’t that far from nifty co-workers who answer questions, but is tiny and lacks some things. So what would you do in my place?

Am I going to become that boring person who only blogs about work? Yes.

No I’m not, don’t worry.

In other news, I am having serious animal issues. Okay, that’s not new, but my urges to purchase soft loveables (and scaly ones) increase as my bank account does. Mer. Love/Boyfriend keeps getting this “I will slaughter you if you don’t drop this right now, you ridiculous five year old” look in his eyes. Granted, that’s mixed with the “shut up, shut up, I want a kitten too, but we’re trying to be responsible adults!” look, but we try not to push it.

Also, I want my tattoo. I want it so badly, even if it’s just a trace for right now to find out the right size and placement for it. I promised myself a graduation tattoo and I am graduated and by some miracle I have a job. So why don’t I have a tattoo yet? This whole fiscal responsibility crap is for the birds.

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