new employment...yay!

I have been hired on at the telephone company.
I start this Monday the 28th. I work from 8a to 5p M-F for the next 12 weeks of training. Yes...thats right...I typed 12 weeks of training. Guess they aren't screwing around about their employees knowing their product. I'm ok with it though. I'll be able to sell product better if I know it inside and out. So...go me.
I just want to give a shout out to all of you who stuck by me and gave a little prayer for me in my time of need...peace and ass grease!

Another Update! yay

Funny how songs have this amazing power to trigger certian memories, certian times in your life. You can remember where you were the first time you heard a song or what you were doing when it was playing.
The first time I heard OMC "How Bizarre" it was my senior year and came down to Des Moines to stay with Erin. We went to see Bush in Ames Saturday night and Drake Relay phrat parties Friday night. We were on our way up to Ames and it came on. Everyone in the car knew every word and I had never even heard the song.
Anything by Biggie reminds me of my high school days hanging out with Melissa, later on in our friendship...mainly Hypnotize. Nine Inch Nails "Closer" was more towards the begining of our legacy.
N2 Deep "Back to the Hotel" fills me with memories of Danyelle and I siting up in her apartment by the now empty lot that used to house my alma matta Central middle school and going to State Beach in Clear Lake all summer back in the mid 90's.
DMX "Up In Here" reminds me when Ivy was a baby and Robin would tell me how Ivy actually likes DMX...it calmed her down. I thought she was crazy.
Ugly Kid Joe's rendition of "Cats in the Cradel" reminds me of an ex I had in high school. I still don't know why it took me so long to get over him.
Eve "Whos That Girl" reminds me of the night Matt Murray and I were on our way to Karioke at the Rose Bowl one Friday night and he starting singing along with the radio...this coming from a guy who is all about rock. He looked over at me and said "I like this song" with such a serious face...then kept belting out the words.
Billy Joel "And So It Goes" reminds me when Hiedi would pick me up for Tae Kwon Do in her huge black Bronco.
112 "Dance With Me" takes me back to zipping around the busy streets of downtown Boston with Wendy.
Madonna "Music" brings back visions of Mark singing horribly off key at the Rose Bowl every Wednesday and Friday night. It was always a hit with the drunken crowd.

Oh goody...Fucktard has arrived...and not to any suprise...loudly and slamming doors.
What the duce???
Sounds like he is either beating the meat pole or vomiting.
I hope he choaks on his own puke!

Primal Scream "Rocks" sends me to a dark, croweded, sweat stenched little bar called Lu's durring Teen Jam's...the highlight of every other Sunday in my earlier high school days. It was nothing but flannel, baggy jeans, the occasional fight between jock and tough guy and little plastic cups filled with ones favorite pop.
This is one of those lists that could go on forever. I'll add to the list as more come to me.


Update...yay
Ani Defranco and Rusted Root take me back to my senior year of high school. This guy Chad lived down the road on the lake. He had just moved there from Maine, just turned 21 and just became everyones new best friend. That was the place to drink every weekend.

Another update...yay!

So as I was home over easter weekend, Robin, Sara and I went to Rookies *sigh* It was fun. Robin and Sara made it fun. As we were swimming through the sea of sweaty perfume/cologne drenched bodies...an old favorite streamed through the speakers. Nelly's "Country Grammer". That song will always and forever remind me of the Hill in Cedar Falls and zipping aimlessly through Waterloo. That was the hottest song to hit the airwaves in a long time. That whole CD was pretty good actually...I still have it on tape somewhere. (can't even hardly buy tapes anymore) Too bad all the fame went to Nelly's head and he sold out. Make the money Nelly...don't let it make you!

We could all use a good healthy dose! 

Paisley...in all her glory 

This pic is from http://www.mycathatesyou.com Mucho funny...check it. 

For many years I have wanted to live in Des Moines, now all I want to do is leave.
I couldn't get a good paying job that dosen't have a metric ton of bull shit attached to it to save my life. I still want to throw forks at my fucktard roommate. Out of all of Des Moines, I have 2 friends I can actually count on and who won't try to get down my pants everytime we hang out, (the two people are guys...) and I get to spend as much time with them as I do shopping...almost none.
I have been trying to get on at one of Des Moines major employers...not going to name drop...never know whos watching. Their hiring process has been one long, drawn out, pain in the ass. First had to get myself physically ready for the job, then fill out and send back in a long application...although they already offered me the a job. Thats one thing I really don't understand. Why offer someone a job then make them take and pass a drug and background test and have to fill out and send back a long application with my work history for the past 10 years...wait till all that bullshit clears, then make me wait almost a damn week to hear anything...with still no word. I did call them though...they hadn't gotten the drug test back...matters...I knew that was going to pass. Lets hear one for Niacin! They told me I would be starting either this Monday or next Monday...providing everything clears. Well today is Friday...that gives me a whole 3 days notice to give to my current employer. Even if I were to start next Monday, thats only a weeks notice. Hardly professional.
I think if I don't get on there, I am going to try to get the hell out of Des Moines. Go back to school in maybe Minneapolis or some shit. Nothing like moving to a city you have been to only a couple of times. Tim did offer for me to come out to Seattle, but I don't know if I could be that far from my family. Kansas...433 miles and a 7 hour drive later...was far enough. I liked Kansas though. I was, for the most part, very happy there. But as I look back, I don't know if I was truly happy there or if I was happy with what I had there. I had a job I loved, Stephanie, Jamie, Mikki, a very cute little apartment, and Daryl...but he's a whole different blog all together. I had a lot of drama there too...my kitchen starting on fire, John and I breaking up...although that was going to happen anyway and wasn't a dissapointment, my biological father dieing, Daryl, losing my job, and having to deal with Stephanie's thank-God-to-soon-be-ex-husband Jeremy and all his bullshit. Then on top of all that a 7 hour one way darive just to get home to the parential units. if it were feasible for me to move back to Kansas...just for a month, I would do it to hopefull find why I was happy there. If it was superficial or real. Well, I guess it was real no matter how ya look at it because I was truly happy there...I guess I would want to find out if it would be something I could have again, or if that time in my life is gone forever. I suppose it is really. Stephanie has moved back to Oregon and has a daughter, Sykes is no longer there...sent all our jobs over seas...bastards...I haven't talked to Daryl since July, I'm sure my apartment has been rented providing they fixed the kitchen, Jamie is in school and looking to get into a different job, and Mikki is moving. I could be happy there again, but it wouldn't be atthe same level it once was.

Clear American Sparkling Flavored beverage from Wal-mart kicks ass!

Whatever it is out there for me...I need to find it. My clock is ticking.

Round Three

So I was a intoxicated when I was typing up that last blog...thus all the mistakes. But I am sure whoever the shit is reading this is smart enough to figure it out. ...oh joy, fucktard just arrived and is as loud as ever. Nothing like slamming doors to make your roommate(s) hate you even more then they already do.
About an hour ago I emptied the sink of the two plates from earlier and placed them to their rightful home in the dishwasher...if there is but one ANYTHING in that sink when I get up in the morning...I am going to have to have another interaction with that loser.
I am really over the idea of a roommate. There are now 4 thash bags sitting in the kitchen/dinning room that have been there for a few days. Mark was out of town for a couple of them, however he did leave 2 of them before he left. Think they will be gone tomorrow?...only if I take em out. I am tired of being the only one to do anything to improve this apartment.