August 28
From my brain
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2007
Me 08:00, 28 August 2007 (EDT)
I slept last night, but this morning, I woke up in just as crappy as a mood as when I went to bed.
We're looking (again) to borrow money from one or both of our 401Ks. Once we sell the house, we'll be able to afford the impending taxes on it, but right now, we have back due amounts on the old Time Warner Cable bill, the current phone/internet/satellite bill, water, electricity. The money we borrowed against our bank "line of credit" last week is completely shot, so this week, we're going to be short $550 from the paycheck. That forced me to cancel the partial mortgage payment which will again put us behind.
I'm out of options. The good news from yesterday is still good, but unless I'm gonna get a $70K a year job out of it, we're not going to exactly be able to be on our feet enough to save the house. That aside, it's only a matter of time before one of the above utilities shuts us down.
Me 14:55, 28 August 2007 (EDT)
- Step right up, come one come all, see the Eighth Wonder of the World! The Amazing, the Astounding, the Incredible Pissing People Off Machine™! That's right my bitches...err...ladies and gentlemen, that's IPPOM™ for short! You too can be pissed off with only a few moments with this Wondrous Device!
- Have problems in your life? Who cares? Not the IPPOM™! With only a few passing comments, it can turn you from a generally placid individual into an angry, volatile, emotion filled wreck of a human being!
- Do you have to meet it in person? Not at all! IPPOM™ works equally well over voice lines, instant messaging software, and probably even Morse code! You don't even need to put clothes on to leave your house to be aggravated by IPPOM™!
- You've gotta be asking yourself, "So, how much does the IPPOM™ cost?" Well, for you cheap-ass tight wads or poor son-o-bitches...err...umm...economically minded individuals, I've got news for you:
- That's right! No need to dig through the couch for change, raid the ashtray in the car, or prostitute yourself any longer just to get properly insulted! With the IPPOM™ your happiness and sense of well-being can be utterly destroyed...for free!
Shoot.
Me.
Now.
So, I've pissed off two of my guild officers. Both have confided in me that they're not happy in the guild, that their play style feels persecuted. That they feel persecuted. I've tried talking to both of them, but I'm either condescending or making too big of a deal out of it. I'm trying to spin too many plates, and have instead started kicking the poles at their base, and crap is crashing to the floor.
I'm almost at a point to just say screw it and quit the game. I've been hearing that works for a lot of people. It'd save us ~$100 a month, and I'd have absolutely NOTHING to do other than work on the house. I'd be a joy and a privilege having absolutely no recreational activity to do at all.
Maybe I'd get the house worked on. Maybe I'd get off my fat ass and work out. Maybe I'd *gasp* play with my children.
Then again, maybe I'm hugely overreacting and just need to chill the fuck out, stay off-line for a couple days, and back off from guild issues entirely.
2006
Me 16:59, 28 August 2006 (EDT)
I've got that nervousy feeling about school again. My SA called today to give me my login ID and order my books for school. Showed me where orientation was (self-led class) and made sure the school email signon worked.
The problem? Financial Aid and I had still been working on issues with my paperwork this very morning. How is it that I'm locked into being in classes, but I don't know exactly what amount is being covered?
As it stands now, my credit is for crap right now. The private loans I applied for all said I have to have a cosigner. I'm not going to screw over my in-law's credit, and I don't think that just having Wifey cosigning is going to help that much.
I just put in a call to the FA chick with all the above covered. Hopefully I hear something soon.
/butterflies
Me 17:57, 28 August 2006 (EDT)
Yeah, no dice thus far. The FA chick said to purt Wifey on there. Nothin doin. With her working part time, there is no way she was going to help.
I do not want to have to ask the in-laws...
Me 22:53, 28 August 2006 (EDT)
So of course, now I'm depressed again. I can't just be upset with the misfortunes that are going on in my life, but I must be not coping well. I should talk to Father. Maybe my doctor and up the meds.
I'm not speaking of how I feel here, but how Wifey feels. You know, you should be able to share with your wife, "Hey, I'm having a really hard time with this stuff right now," and her first instinct shouldn't just be, "No, you're not, go talk to the doctor."
Trust me, before I started on the meds (or those times I wasn't quite taking enough), I KNOW when I was flying off the handle for no reason. I have reasons now. I'm not just in some sort of bizzaroland male menopausal state, I'm really confused as to where thing are going.
I put in a call awhile ago to my Admissions Advisor. I'm going to need to postpone school until next term (first part of October). I need to thoroughly research the financial aid options I have. Too much, too soon right now. I need to drop into 3rd gear and coast for a bit from being red-lined and in overdrive for the last two weeks.
2004
Me 12:54, 28, August 2004 (EDT)
Again, check your blogs to make sure nothing's missing. While the files are no longer at EI, we did make a backup, so we can restore stuff if need be.
I know for one that PhrEEk is missing his logo, and I'm sure he's not the only one. Post here if somethings missing.
