ilovethispart

Common Cold

2007-03-20T10:45:00.000-07:00

I know there's a cure.
I've said that for years.

We'll never know though, if you think of how many cough syrup companies would go out of business. Ludicras! (if that's how you spell that lol)

So I'll just here and suffer through my sniffles and swollen head.
I've been sick about 4 times in the past six months. I'm not sure what's going on, but I'm really tired of it.

I'm declaring war on you cold virus!
Whatever it takes!
Vitamins... Herbs... Sorcery. I don't care. I can't handle you anymore.

So here I am sitting in the living room with the keyboard in my lap. Losing a quarter tank of gas for every 1/2 hour I don't work.
I want my sick days damnit! Doesn't matter I would have used them up with all the colds I've had lately anyway.

And I said "$70, are you insane?!"

2007-03-16T19:50:00.000-07:00

Today was my first manicure.
Never again.

Don't get me wrong, it was great. I got two massages, an aromatherapy and a hot rock massage. The manicure room was arabian themed with really neat music and pillows everywhere. It made me happy just to sit there.
She asks me "Do you want nail polish?"
I ask "How much?"
"Well I'm not too sure, the nail polish is $15, but you get to keep it!"
So I'm psyched, until I get to the til to pay. $67 WITH TIP!

That's 3 1/2 hours of hard labor smeared all over my hands!
That's 34 timmy coffees.
That's a pair of jeans.
A pair of shoes!

Well atleast my hands smell nice.

That's good right?

Mini Friday

2007-03-15T18:22:00.001-07:00

If you think women gossip a lot... you're so wrong.

I work in a shop with 16 other guys and one girl (not including me). I used to work in the food service industry as a server. So I worked with lots of women. The gossip and backstabbing is ten fold in a weld shop.

I was pretty cranky this morning. The other girl I work with, Tracy, has been working there for just over 5 months and she's doing jobs that I didn't even get an opportunity to try until I had been there for just about a year. I'm pretty sure my foreman favors her, and I mean, she's pretty good, but it makes me feel like shit becauseI had to work harder and longer to get where she is. The guys were talking about that this morning. Let me tell you, when I don't hear about it, I don't care about it. But as soon as someone starts talking about it, I'm pissed. So yeah, I was a little upset. But whatever.

What really got to me was when my foreman asked me to do a lower ranking duty and assigned her something better. I talked my way out of it lol but I was insulted that he wouldn't give it to her before me. It sounds childish, but wouldn't you be mad after working your ass off for a year and a half and going through your first year of training and getting the shorter straw?

*big sigh*

And so there I was...

2007-03-14T19:08:00.000-07:00

So what am I doing here?
I've never been great with emailing or writing of any sort, but every once in awhile I get a craving to just rant and rave about nothing or sort out in writing, everything I have or haven't done that day. I don't plan to even keep up with this everyday. It's just that, now it's here and now I can.

So let's do an intro.
I'm 24 years old. Living in Edmonton, Alberta with two really good friends (Angela and Justin) and my siamese/tabby cat Ernie.
I like to think I lead a pretty average life. I work for a company in Nisku where I'm a 2nd year apprentice welder. Yes welder. I like my heels and skirts... I just get them dirty once in awhile.
I just recently seperated from my boyfriend of 14 months, Brian. Whom I still actually see on the side of my now single life. We rushed things in the beginning and everything fell apart. So I moved out.

Short intro... but I'm at a loss for words without going on and on for hours.

We'll just leave it at "that's the beginning..."