STILL too much to do...
But then again, I've been lax in my actually doing any of it. In the meantime of doing nothing, I'm trying to figure out how to upload an mp3 file to my blog, somehow, because really, it's quite entertaining. For now, I'm going to refrain from elaborating in case this actually happens. :)
So, I've realized that my life has felt somewhat empty since the loss of Cingular. I could always guarantee Cingular to give me an entertaining yet frustrating story to tell (or multiple stories to tell!). Somehow, though I'm more than happy with Verizon (according to them, I don't live in Arkansas!), I grew so accustomed to bitching about Cingular that I feel lost without it.
Well, on to bigger and better things. I have a feeling that customer service will lead to more idiots. I'll set up another anonymous blog later to recount those ideas.
In the meantime, I hate my car. Stupid, stupid STUPID car. I probably shouldn't hate it so much, but I do. Oh car, why must you be the death of me?? I bought you brand new tires and now you hate me. Let's do an impression of my car driving on the on-ramp to 41.
*putt-putt-putt-putt-putt-putt-ZOOM*
(might I add that the 'putt's' equal 40 mph, and the ZOOM equals about 70...)
Oh well. I can't complain *too* much...but I don't have anything else to complain about....I *can* however, complain about the way that hunk of metal on wheels eats gas though. Hello?? I don't drive an Astro. I don't drive a truck. I drive a Mazda. That's right, a 626 Mazda. STOP EATING GAS!!! It should not take 6-7 gallons to drive from Appleton to Milwaukee (about 100 hwy miles). GOT IT???
I'm not going to complain about gas prices, because they *are* going down and I never had to pay $3.49 for a gallon of gas. Drive to northern Wisconsin kids, it's cheaper there.
Oh, and to further stimulate my mind, I signed up for a course online about the Civil War at Barnes & Noble. Not surprisingly, I've already fallen behind on my reading and consequently given up. :) An interesting topic though, I might print out the lectures/reading assignments and do the stuff on my own over the next 10 years or so until I go back to school. If I go back to school. We shall see.
My kitty has a huge ass tumor in her mouth. It breaks my heart every time I see her. They think it's cancer, but there's not much to do for her. Surgery might just kill her 'cause she's so old. Then again, I've had my kitty for 16 years now, I just don't want to admit she's old!!
Anyway, I think I'm going to go to bed. I have to call some apartment places tomorrow to possibly look at for later. My logic there is that if I have a definite destination, I might be more inclined to pack my stuff. Or at least look for it. :)
- posted by L. @ 12:47 AM