October 31, 2002

I have roadrunner! Yippee!!

The cable guy came and went, and switched everything just fine. I now have an email address that will only be used for the month of November, but oh well. *g*

Called about the job, too. They won’t make a decision until next week. Argh. So I made sure they had my cell phone number, since I’m not sure the regular number will be active for much longer.

Okay, Lord… here’s where I need a sign… Because rent is due tomorrow and I have to tell them I’m leaving at the end of the month… and I have no job yet…

(praying that everything works out okay…)


October 30, 2002

Ah. Got it. Good.


October 30, 2002

Okay, let’s see if this does the trick…


October 30, 2002

Okay, is anyone else getting a weird popup password thing when you access this blog? I’m not sure what that is… or what it’s doing on my blog…


October 29, 2002

Two things:

1. I really, really, really hate that time of the month.

and

2. Krogers has a great salad bar.

Although… get this.

So I leave early to go to CVS to get some asprin (note #1, and if you don’t get it, you’re not a girl.) The clerk rings up my purchase, and it comes up to $6.66.

“Huh,” I say.

The clerk looks at me weird. But since I’m not superstitious (really) I decided I didn’t need to spend any more money. So I swiped my card and signed my soul away. *g*

I had nothing to drink in the car, so I swallowed two asprin dry and drove next door to Krogers. Walked inside, and got a nice salad, and some Pepperidge Farm cookies for my chocolate craving. Stood in line at the checkout.

The total was $6.65.

Weird, I thought. Kinda spooky. Hmm.

If I had put one more carrot on my salad…


October 29, 2002

I don’t usually answer calls that come through as “Unknown” on my caller i.d. But since the job prospect comes through as “Unknown”, I’ve been answering every single one of them when I’m home, and I’m starting to get angry.

Today, for instance, I’ve had 13 phone calls. All but two have been “Unknown”. Eight were hangups (meaning, when I answer the phone and say hello, if no one answers me, I hang up. I do not wait around for these people), one was from Pontiac wanting me to do a phone survey (I did.) One was from Columbia House DVD Club.

Just now, at 8:00pm, I got another one. I answered the phone. “Hello?”

Long pause. I hear clicking and voices in the background. “Hello?”

“Hello?” I say.

She hangs up.

One time, I clicked the button to answer the phone and left it on the desk, and got this instead:

“Hello? Is this an answering machine?”

Silence on my end.

“Hello?”

Silence.

“Hello? Well, if this is an answering machine, it would have beeped by now. Are you trying to play some sort of ****ing game with me?”

Silence.

“Well, **** you.”

I let it sit for ten minutes, and she was still on the phone,cussing to herself, when I finally hung up.

Telephone solcitation should be outlawed, I tell you. This is getting a bit ridiculous. I mean, I got a phone call from an “Unknown” caller at 10:30pm the other night. I thought there was a cut-off time for these people!

If I wasn’t moving soon, I’d insist to be put on their ‘no call’ list, if, of course, that even works. I will say, however, if they start calling my cell phone number (that isn’t listed anywhere), I will be much more than furious.

I’m even getting pre-recorded messages. “You’ve won a trip…” Click. “Press 1 now and you’ll find out how you can…” Click.

When they start calling me up to tell me how I can enlarge my penis or see animal porn or eliminate my debts or make a million dollars on ebay… can you imagine?

“Hello?”

“Hi! Can I speak to Jennifer Sinclair?”

“I’m sorry, there’s no one here by that name.”

“Oh, that’s okay. Maybe you would be interested in our wonderful penis enlargement package. You get a free trip to Cancun–two days and two nights, not including airfare, meals, or lodging–a year’s supply of our miracle product, PeLarge, and a free set of steak knives.

“What, to cut it off?”

Hmm. Maybe not.


October 29, 2002

Oh, yeah. The guy I mentioned on Friday? The one whose book I thought I lost? He’s the guy who gave me a negative today. And guess what? He got the book, too. Lucky for me I hadn’t given him his refund yet. Hmmph.


October 28, 2002

Okay… After much thought and bother, I decided to keep the internet connection for the one month (or three weeks, or whatever) I’ll be here alone. They’re coming to switch things over on Thursday.

And yes, that means… MORE AUCTIONS!!

So I lied. Or thought differently; I’m not sure. *g* But seriously, though; if I can post the rest of everything by Nov. 9, then I will have less to pack and move, at least.

That does make me feel a little better, though… I’m paying up front, and that will cover the entire month. And I’ll be able to get rid of the stuff I didn’t get packed. Yay.


October 28, 2002

I’m back, btw. Yesterday, Dad arrived with Jessica to help pack up his minivan and my car. We got most of the material (20-gallon containers, and 12 of them to boot), a bookcase, all the boxes I had ready, and some other stuff, like my sewing machine, the pappasan (sp?) chair, and my oldest typewriter.

The house is not yet empty, of course. I have far too much left to pack and lug down to Bethel. Egads. I’m going to have quite an interesting time unpacking it all six months from now. (At least, with the current timeline…)

Cross your fingers that I’ll hear about a job tomorrow. Even another interview would be nice if I don’t hear about the other one. *fingers crossed*


October 28, 2002

This song is really speaking to me right now. I cry every time I hear it. (Which, strangely enough, is only in Bethel…)