07.17.07
Posted in at 11:43 am by queent
I said I was homesick, but doing ok. I was wrong! Unk just sent me the pictures from Neezie and E’s party. They are so cute. And I see everybody showed out. Folks that haven’t been out in a while. Folks that are usually somewhat quiet look like they were really having a good time. There’s a pic of E and Twin that look like I should have been in it. And then I lost it.
Fortunately I mastered silently crying in the last bathroom stall during my marriage. Messed up my makeup a lil bit and had to hideout at my desk until my eyes cleared up. I’m getting by but *sniff* I miss ya’ll! It’s not supposed to be this hard. *sigh*
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Posted in , at 7:45 am by queent
It’s been a lil over a week now and I can say I feel more adjusted now. Last week was rough, I can’t lie. I was extra homesick. And knowing it was Neezie and E’s birthday party that Friday wasn’t helping the cause. But I made it through the week, and managed to gout and do a lil partying Saturday night. Had a pretty good time, considering I’m still not 100% healed. I dropped down just a lil too low one song and my leg quickly reminded me that we are not back on that level yet. I can’t help but be amused. It’s almost back to normal though. I’d say another 2 weeks.
The job is going very well and I’m still loving it. For every day I learn something new, I learn that there is so much more for me to wrap my brain around. I’ll be busy forever. Job security is hardly an issue…lol And fortunately I found a house that I love in an area that is great. Right neighborhood, right school district, long (but expected) commute, so I’m just waiting on the owners to do a few things. I’m hoping to be in there by this weekend but they are planning on doing a few things in there, so I can’t call it just yet. But I’m almost “home”. Well as soon as I make it home anyway. For now I’m still homesick.
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07.11.07
Posted in , at 8:03 am by queent
I walked into Quiznos to take back a sandwich for someone. The order had been all wrong and I was taking it back to get the right one. As I’m standing in line, the woman in front of me picks a fight with me. To be honest, I don’t remember the specifics that lead to the fight, all I know is on minute I was standing in line the next I was going to toe to toe with this chick. And I swear it felt like we were fighting forever. I can’t lie, I got in some good punches, and then kicks, and then a few stomps too. Eventually some guys broke us up; I’m still amazed at how long they let us fight. When it was all said and done, the chick hobbled away with a pretty swollen face. I sat down in a chair to gather myself. I didn’t feel bad physically, but I must have been a little worse than I thought because I woke up and I was on a recliner style chair in the restaurant. I hadn’t even noticed it there before that time. But I was lying in it and I woke up to see Twin, Neezie, Furious, Unk, Smoochie and Shonna sitting all around me. They told me that my phone had fallen out of my purse during the fight and someone had called Neezie, who in turn called everyone else to come down to Quiznos to come see about me. They told me that they got there as fast as they could to make sure I was ok, and to let me know they were right there if I needed anything.
It was right about that time that I woke up. It’s rare that I have dreams that vividly and even less frequent that I remember then that well. Hat why I know that dream was my subconscious letting me know that even though I’m still adjusting to being away from “home” and not everyday is going to be easy, that my family still has my back. That dream came right on time because yesterday was a kinda bad day. Even though its only day 3 (yes I’m still counting the days) and I know its not going to be easy right away, it was a day of not being familiar with my surroundings and not having a home, and dammit it’s HOT here! So that just wasn’t a good combination for me. It made me feel better to talk to Twin and even more to find out the Twin-effect is not broken by distance…lol
Today is going to be a better day. It already has been since I managed to make it to work without getting “turned around”. It’s only going to go up from here.
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07.05.07
Posted in at 1:30 pm by queent
How you know a movie is good: when I’m willing to pay to see it 2 days and a row AND plan to take the boy to see it again when he comes home. Yes, Transformers is that good. And what I love about it is that even if you didn’t grow up on it, its still a movie that can be enjoyed by all.
The girl in me was happy to be able to drool on the screen for most of the movie. Between Tyrese and Josh Duhamel….wow, is all I can say. Such beautiful specimens…lol
Ok outside of that, the nerd in me was geeked! From the moment you see the first car transform, you can’t help but be caught up and fascinated in the fluidity of their movements. It just looks like it’s natural, like you would see it on the street in front of you and it would just be normal. From that point on, its just non stop excitement. I truly was on the edge of my seat the entire time. And its not just the fascination in the machinery, but the humor is actually funny, not corny. The acting isn’t cheesy, and you can’t help but cheer for the ‘faces’ you recognize. When Optimus Prime hit the screen, the entire audience cheered. It was just a really cool experience.
I sat watching the movie and the whole time I was thinking to myself, I can’t wait for my baby boy to see this; he’s gonna love it. I called my mom before I was out of the theatre all the way and told her someone has to take him to see it! And I told him as soon as he gets to Houston, we’ll go see it again. I’m going to see it with my coworkers tonight again (they twisted my arm, I couldn’t say no…LOL) I need everyone else to go see it too!
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Posted in at 1:29 pm by queent
Here’s what really pisses me off. Don’t tell me you are going to do something and then don’t. Don’t not do and not tell me you aren’t going to do it. The reason behind you not doing it becomes pointless if you don’t tell me you can’t do it. I can’t tolerate inconsiderate. No let me rephrase: I won’t tolerate inconsiderate.
You have no problem doing something for me, or doing something “nice”, when you can see where it will benefit you in the future. However, if there’s nothing in it for you then you simply don’t respect or value my time. No, nope, unacceptable. And the fact that this pertains to multiple people, some of which I have said this about before, and have addressed the issue… somethings are about to change.
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