Flash appointments

January 31, 2007 at 4:11 am (General Life)

So I’m on a late today, and not going in until noon. I took the opportunity to have an appointment with my new gyn to change over my dysmenhorria scripts. It was like lightning. I got into the room with the doc. I explained what my conditions were, what meds I was on and home, and handed over an empty perscription bottle. She looked it over, said, “Okay”, and wrote me out a new script. Then I left.

I don’t think I’ve ever had such a fast doctor’s appointment in my life. I swear it took like three minutes.

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All’s quiet.

January 30, 2007 at 2:19 pm (Debt Work, General Life)

My team leader was out today. For some strange reason, I got more accomplished with her not around than what I usually do. Weird.  The higher ups came around and helped us out when we needed it, and put on the pressure when we needed it, too. It’s the end of the month, so the numbers all need to come in between today and tomorrow. At least I wasn’t bored like yesterday.

More drama with the BIL’s ex. She’s apparently read my blog (well, she said myspace…which confuses me, since I don’t keep up two blogs…), and keeps texting Emma about it, making accusations to her as if Em wrote it herself.  But when Em said she has nothing to do with my blog, and that the ex should be texting me instead of Emma, she said that she would rather not. Which tells me one of two things. Either I’m a big scarey lesbian, or she’d rather not be confronted with the truth. Meh. Gotta love 21-year-old drama. My only concern is that she will go and complain to BIL, and BIL will be even madder at me than he is now.

Em’s making chili and roasted potatoes for dinner. Yum.  Well, she was going to until she got into the text-fest.

One of the guys at work keeps calling me “Mrs. Jacko”, in reference to Em’s last name. I kinda like it. I didn’t change my name after we got married, so this is kinda close.

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January 29, 2007 at 2:26 pm (Super Secret Stuff)

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Oh yeah, I used to blog everyday.

January 29, 2007 at 2:04 pm (Debt Work, General Life)

I’m quite relieved today that my Crochet Club check from school finally went into my account. I only get paid monthly over here, and before I left, I assumed that I would have had that money to live on for the month. Unfortunately, no. The school lost paperwork, and a check that I was supposed to have December 30th has arrived January 29th.  So, I got that check today, and my new job’s paycheck Wednesday. I’ve been living on borrowed money for a month, and my Dad has been footing all my bills back home. At least now I can say to him that he can take money out of my American account to cover what he’s footed for me. Relief.

Work’s boring as fuck. For some reason, a job that takes my peers two hours to do, I can do in 30 minutes. I thought for a while that I must be leaving out steps, since the people who have been at this job longer take so much more time to complete the tasks. But, after going through the packs with one of the higher-ups, I’ve got it down correctly. The positive side to that is we get bonuses based on productivity. Woot. The negative side, is that when I’ve done the packs for the day (usually 2 or 3), I’m out of work to do. So, I’ve been asking around to see  if anyone has post that needs logging in, so I can at least keep myself busy, and give someone else a hand in the mean time.

Emma’s got dominoes tonight. It’s at the pub just 3 blocks from our house, so I thought about joining her for a drink. But then I realized a few things. The BIL that isn’t talking to me is going to be there. The BIL’s ex (who I told off) is also going to be there. I decided to just avoid the scene all together and hang out on my own tonight. I got laundry to put away anyway.

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English Mustard Post

January 27, 2007 at 4:10 am (General Life)

….its time to “tomAHto sauce”. Doesn’t quite have the same ring as ketchup.

On the work front, I think I’ve settled into a regular job routine. As an IVA admistrator, I collect the data from clients who want to enroll in an IVA, which is this government supported debt management plan. If they had such a thing in the US, I would have done it ages ago. Anyway, I’m only one of eight people in the company of over 200 employees who do such a job, and with the government overseers and lawyers coming in and out regularly, I think I’m in a good place. Unfortuately, my “team leader” is a completely useless individual as far as training me goes, so I’ve either had to figure out my way through it by making mistakes and being told; or going to other IVA admins and asking for their help. Which doesn’t equal much, since most of them only started a few months before me.

I get an hour lunch, so I usually head over to Emma’s department (Accounts), and eat lunch with her. I do get to spend a decent amount of time with her during the days, with a 70 minute bus ride to work, a 60 minute lunch, and a 70 minute bus ride home from work. (The bus is a money pit – we’re dropping about $200 a month each on bus tickets….car soon!) By the time we get home from work at 7pm (9pm on Thursdays, since it’s my late day), have dinner, shower, do what chores need doing, it’s pretty much time for bed.

The in-laws have pretty much stayed clear of me and the house. Em’s dad has come over once, Nana once, and brother once. Em’s mom came by once, but didn’t speak to me. I had a falling out with Em’s brother. I basically told his ex-girlfriend that I knew she was cheating on him back when they were together, and now he’s mad that I hurt her feelings. Yeah, I had a few in me, but the girl deserved it.

I’ve actually stuck to one crochet project since I’ve been here – the mega-huge granny square blanket. I only get time to hook on the weekends, so it’s slow going. Em says she’s getting me a cabinet that I can fill with crochet stuff. I think she’s trying to scare away the homesickness I’ve been going through.

Yeah, I’ve had a few rought days since I got here, which is why I probably haven’t posted that much…it would have been mostly negative.  But I’m in a good place, mentally, right now. And very glad to be with my wife. 🙂

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My Fine is $665.60

January 24, 2007 at 3:13 pm (MeMes, Quizzzes, and Polls)

I know, I’m a bad blogger. I’ll try to do a mustard post this weekend. In the mean time, from Su’s bloggy blog, the “Fine” me-me.

Here’s how it works:

You don’t have to confess your answers, just the amount of your fine. And NO, it is not PER incident (otherwise, some of us would have totals more than the national debt!).

Bring up that calculator, and get to work!

Smoked pot — $10
Did acid — $5
Ever had sex at church — $25
Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you — $40
Had sex with someone on MySpace — $25
Had sex for money — $100
Vandalized something — $20
Had sex on your parents’ bed — $10
Beat up someone — $20
Been jumped — $10
Crossed dressed — $10
Given money to stripper — $25
Been in love with a stripper — $20
Kissed some one who’s name you didn’t know — $0.10
Hit on some one of the same sex while at work — $15
Ever drive drunk — $20
Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk — $50
Used toys while having sex — $30
Got drunk, passed out and don’t remember the night before — $20
Went skinny dipping — $5
Had sex in a pool — $20
Kissed someone of the same sex — $10
Had sex with someone of the same sex — $20
Cheated on your significant other — $10
Masturbated — $10
Cheated on your significant other with their relative or close friend — $20
Done oral — $5
Got oral — $5
Done / got oral in a car while it was moving — $25
Stole something — $10
Had sex with someone in jail — $25
Made a nasty home video — $15
Had a threesome — $50
Had sex in the wild — $20
Been in the same room while someone was having sex — $25
Stole something worth over more than a hundred dollars — $20
Had sex with someone 10 years older — $20
Had sex with someone under 21 and you are over 27 — $25
Been in love with two people or more at the same time — $50
Said you love someone but didn’t mean it — $25
Went streaking — $5
Went streaking in broad daylight — $15
Been arrested — $5
Spent time in jail — $15
Peed in the pool — $0.50
Played spin the bottle — $5
Done something you regret — $20
Had sex with your best friend — $20
Had sex with someone you work with at work — $25
Had anal sex — $80
Lied to your mate — $5
Lied to your mate about the sex being good — $25

Tally it up and Title it…”My Fine Is…”
In case you’re wondering what the total of all the things on the list is ~ $1090.60 is the fine for every single thing on the list. So…what’s your fine?

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“I don’t mean to piss you about, but…”

January 2, 2007 at 2:12 pm (Debt Work, General Life)

I’m home from my first day at work. I can’t say I’m all too impressed. The day started off with me waiting 45 minutes for the HR guy to get me and the other two trainees that started today. After filling out loads of paperwork, I was send to the department that I was to work in. They showed me to the department head, who handed me off to her subordinate (who happens to be Emma’s brother’s ex), who handed me off to HER subordinate, who then passed me along to someone who I was to sit with and listen in on calls.

That lasted about an hour until they realized that they had me in the wrong department. Emma’s cousin is one of the uppity-ups, and she had requested that I be changed to a different department, and the HR guy hadn’t known. Since the new department is actually a different company, I had to go back to the HR guy and fill out a whole new set of paperwork. Then cousin came and gave me the run down – no tattoos showing, and NO facial piercings. So, out went my labet. She sat me down with a guy who deals with the incoming clients. He got bored of me after about 30 minutes, so he shifted me off to another guy who deals with recovering all the debts and tracking down creditors. He only started a month ago, so he knew about as much as I did. He actually said,”I have no idea why they put you with me, but maybe we can figure out the job together.”

Two hours later, cousin comes back, and tells me that they are shifting me to yet ANOTHER department – Emma’s department – but for only three weeks. Emma’s very behind on her work, and Sarah wants me to help her out. After three weeks, she will “figure out” what she wants me doing. At least when I got to Emma’s department, I actually got to sit down and do some data entry instead of just picking my nose.

Needless to say, I wasn’t too thrilled at the lack of organization in this place. The nice thing is, I’m working 9-5, which means I’ll be home at 6ish. I’m going to go open a bank account tomorrow during my lunch hour. Then, I’m leaving work an hour early to have my first appointment with my new doctors. I hope tomorrow’s a better day.

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Benedryl Zombie has jet-lag

January 1, 2007 at 1:30 pm (General Life)

Another day spent sleeping. Not so much jet lag as allergy meds knocking me out today.

Yesterday, Emma and I went out for Chinese with Caroline and Alen. They spent some of the night correcting me on my English pronunciation (like to-mah-toes instead of to-may-toes, and not to refer to it as a “restroom”, but as “the toilet”). It was a good meal, even though the place was absolutely packed, insanely warm, and filled with cigarette smoke. We walked to the Kings pub after the meal and stayed there until just after midnight. More people, more smoke, and the music was of the British pop variety, so I didn’t know much. The nicest bit was on the walk home, there were fireworks going off in the nearby neighborhood, so Em and I watched those for a bit.

I start my new job tomorrow. I’m very nervous. I know I can do the job, but I’m so worried that because of the accents, I’ll have trouble understanding the people, and I’ll come across as a moron. Em says I’ll be fine. If it goes awful, I know I’ll be calling home for a pep talk. Tomorrow’s wake up call is 6:40am. Later than what I’m used to for working at ACS, but I haven’t gotten up before 9am here. Then it’s catching the bus at 7:15am, for about an hour long bus ride. I haven’t figured out what I’m going to do on the bus for an hour to keep myself occupied; probably just crochet the blanket I’ve been working on.

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