and it looks like ill be away some more…

i have to have our house ready for showings, so it can sell. so's not to jinx the whole situation, i will not discuss it any further until after it's all done with….but i will be very busy packing and getting rid of unwanted things…thus: i will not be at my computer very much…

and modernbombshell: i am SO sorry! i wanted to go this weekend, but all this stuff just popped up in the middle of everything…it's not wise to leave my house until it's sold, or there are no more showings…i can just see one of my 4 cats running outside and getting smooshed by an oncoming car. but this may all be for the better….we'll see :)

updating from debian 'sarge' to debian 'sid' (from testing to unstable)….if im not back online soon, you know why!

let the headbanging commence!

so today i went to this interview at a temp job place….went through 3 hours of testing and filling out paperwork…apparently my clerical and call center skills are "Exemplary", which means that at the end of all that paperwork and testing (i was in a group of people, btw) the temp people flat-out told the three people with me that there were no positions open, but to me they said they have me 'on list' for a position that they think will be opening soon, and that i would be the first one they'd call…apparently, to get perfect scoring on something that tests one's monkey-work paper-shuffling and call center stuff is rare.

on the other hand, i still dont have a job. that office was a lot more active 2 years ago.

i have this headache i cant seem to shake.

i got tires on my car today, so i dont kill myself driving to a prospective workplace….had to go early, so i took a nap when i got home (trying to over-day-nap myself, so i dont miss them)…and then i dreamt…

my mom and my step-dad booked tickets on a plane for the three of us (them and me), but they never told me where i was going, it was a suprise, so they said…..i packed my laptop, a small amount of clothes and a book, and checked them on the plane…got in the plane and we started taxi-ing to take off…and then i was told where i was going:

apparently new york city decided to demolish the Chrysler building…and the city decided to make a 'thrill ride' of it…namely, the plane i was on with my mom and stepdad was to fly through it.

i looked at my parents, and basically started in on "i dont think this is a good idea….we're not going to survive this.." etc.. and they basically told me to hush and not to be a wuss. everyone on the plane was under the impression we were going to just fly through it and come out clean on the other end…"and anyway," my mom says to me "it's only a DC-10, and it cant carry that much fuel, if we were to explode, it wouldnt be that hot, we'd probably survive"

the plane takes off, and i look out the window to see the shining top of the Chrysler building, and we began to gain speed towards it…i felt the acceleration..

..and then i woke up.

how awful!

last night……..it makes me retch to think of it…..and for what?

yesterday was okay, i didnt get out of the house all weekend until my buddy R. got hold of me at midnight and told me to meet him, P., and the two C's at the downtown Hyatt…apparently hotels can serve alcohol on sundays until 1am..so muppet and myself scurried to meet them…i met two other people who were already on their drunken merry way to the same end as i.

1 cosmopolitan later i was quite trashed…but last call was coming soon, so i had another…at 1:15 we were kicked out of the hotel..the bar was closed, and (bad mistake) i slammed the second and final cosmopolitan in a rush out the door.

had a drunken conversation with the wily crew i was with, and one suggested they go to P's house to have a nightcap…it was 1:30, and P's house wasnt too far from mine and muppet's, i assured the gang i would be there, and stumbled off to the car….we get to a gas station to stock up on cigarettes, and the second cosmopolitan reared it's nasty head…mup got back in the car and i said, "maybe it's better we just go home…" i was in a cold sweat. he agrees.

we get home, and i kind of drag-walk to the porch and lay down (2 inches of snow outside, but i didnt feel the cold at all…just the cold sweat), mup drags me into the house, and i stand up and run just in time to get to the bathroom and purge myself of alcohol poisoning, 30 minutes i clung to the commode, retching and being wretched. finally made it to the bed, and i had to have muppet bring me a plastic bag for security…and i did indeed use it a couple of times, for every movement i made…even the slightest hand movement made me retch. muppet tried to rub my shoulders to console me, but contact with another person made me sick again…somehow between dry heaves i finally slept.

this morning i woke up, still wearing the same clothes as last night, bad taste in my mouth, dehydrated, and hung over…im still trying to choke down some oatmeal so i can get today's chores done

ugh.