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I’m too angry and irritated to love anything at the moment.

Except my little brother, who is going to scan those pictures of me when he gets out of work.

I’ve been trying to get in touch with someone from Unemployment for about a month now (because I have to speak to an actual person to find out why).  AN EFFING MONTH.  I was so discouraged that I couldn’t get a hold of anyone that I gave up for a while.  So I called again yesterday and got a recording saying that they were closed Wed and Thu, so I’ve been calling at least once a minute for the last 45 minutes.  And all I’m getting is a busy signal.

So I’m getting zero funds.  Since the beginning of January.  ZERO FUNDS.  I have no income.  It’s driving me crazy.

I HATE UNEMPLOYMENT.

I MISS MY JOB.

BOTH OF THOSE THINGS A VERY LOT.

I really really miss my job.  I can’t even tell you how much.  I’d even take the frustrations again if it meant I could be doing what I was doing where I was doing it.

And now I cry.

Happy freaking Friday, everybody.

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I freaking hate when people say “Money is the root of all evil”.  It makes me want to punch a body in the face.

Seriously.  Do you even know what it means when you say that?

Money is a product of man’s ability to think and trade, to produce.  By saying that money is the root of all evil, you’re saying that man’s ability to create and produce is evil; that his logic and his reasoning abilities and his competence are evil.

If you hate what money does to people who are power hungry or money hungry, the fault lies with THAT PERSON OR PERSONS.  Not mankind as a whole.

Please stop being stupid if you ever want anyone to take you seriously.  Stupid people are more insulting to the human race than any amount of money hungry people.  At least money hungry people appreciate the value of money, and therefor appreciate man’s thinking brain.

/rant

“So you think that money is the root of all evil?” said Francisco d’Anconia.  “Have you ever asked what is the root of money? Money is a tool of exchange, which can’t exist unless there are goods produced and men able to produce them. Money is the material shape of the prinicple that men who wish to deal with one another must deal by trade and give value for value. Money is not the tool of moochers, who claim your product by tears, or of the looters, who take it from you by force. Money is made possible only by the men who produce. Is this what you consider evil?” – Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand

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Alright, now that I’ve gotten THAT out of my system… I’ve got a formspring!  Lookie in my sidebar –>.  You can ask me kestions™ anonymously or by logging into formspring.  It r awesome sauce for realz.

I might start vlogging.  Like on a regular basis.  Maybe once a week or something.  I love YouTube.  I love the YouTube community and the groups of people you find all over the place.  I think I’ll try it and see how it goes.  You know… after Christmas… when I have a real camera (because my web cam sucks so bad and is v dumb).

I want pie.

Do you have a formspring.me account?
What’s one thing that really makes your blood boil?
Do you YouTube?

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Gwen Bell’s Best of 2009 Challenge:
December 14 Rush. When did you get your best rush of the year?

Definitely singing at karaoke two weeks ago.  I was shaking from the anxiety of it, but it was still so fun!

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Stuffy says hi.

I spent about an hour last night in an anxious fit about my financial situation, and not just right now either, but also the coming year or so.  You see, I’m going to be getting laid off later on this year, so anything that has to do with money is sort of a touchy subject for me at the moment.  I love Courtni so much for taking the time not only to help me calm down, but also to help me figure out just what I’m going to do.  In the middle of the night.  Thank you Courtni!

But I still couldn’t sleep.  I was wide awake.

Then I spent almost two hours on Target.com looking at home goods to put in my gift registry.

Then I started writing ideas down for this year’s NaNoWriMo novel.

Then I designed this new blog theme.

Then updated Courtni’s theme.

Debated whether or not I wanted to draw a picture for Walter, the debate being settled by the fact that I’m lazy and didn’t want to stand up to get my crayons.

I didn’t get much sleep.

Some things I hate:

• Tuesdays
• litter boxes
• pets that shed
• pretty much pets of any kind
• not being tired at night
• waking up late on a workday
• being late for life
• being too tired to function properly

I just woke up (most of this blog was written last night in preparation of my crummy mood!).  It’s 2 hours later than I normally get out of bed.  I’m running late for getting ready, and while I’ll make it to work on time I’ll feel rushed and panicked.  There is no end.  I hate you, Stress.  I hate you, Anxiety.  FML.

One happy thought: I made reservations for Lauren and I for next weekend.  The NYC meetup is going to rock!  Only 10 more days and we’ll be hanging out with the likes of Katie Dot Com, Phampants, Maxie, and DCPrincess.  And lots more people that I don’t know.

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I don’t understand ‘getting paid to blog’.  How does that work?’

Kat over at Tough Girl 101 posted a blog yesterday about how she gets paid to blog, called Can You Make It As A Paid Blogger? I answered that I didn’t quite understand the mechanics of it, but I wanted to make a blog out of my response anyway to see what you all think about it.

I’m not against getting paid to blog.  On the contrary, I would love to get paid for it.  But at the same time, I think it would lose it’s attraction if I felt I was obligated to do it.  Blogging is something I simply love to do.  But if I were to feel obligated to do it, it occurs to me that I might not want to do it anymore.  That maybe getting paid for it won’t be as fun as just doing it for me?

I mean… who pays you?  How do you claim that on your taxes?  Do you consider yourself to be self-employed?  And what do you blog about to get money?  Do you have to blog about specific things?  I’m sure I can’t get paid to blog about how I sit at my computer every morning before work and debate over whether or not I have time to play WoW, or about the enormous amount of ice cream I ingest on a weekly basis while I watch TV shows with my sister.  I’m just sayin’.  I think there’s only so much out there to get paid for blogging about, isn’t there?  I don’t know a whole lot about any one specific topic (except for Star Wars), not enough to blog about anyway (except for Star Wars lol).

So can someone explain to me how it works, this blogging for dollars thing?  And what do you think about it?

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I LOVE… The Unusuals.  It’s such an awesome TV show!
I LOVE… Walter.  *swoon*

I LOVE… s’mores.  Me and Jean and Danielle need to do s’mores again!  It’s nearly summer.  <3
I LOVE… daydreaming from the time I wake up to the time I go to bed.
I LOVE… myself.

I LOVE… coloring with Crayola crayons on lined sheets of paper.
I LOVE… The Quote Book Comic.

I LOVE… making money.  I keep talking about getting a second job, but I’m so lazy I haven’t gotten to it yet.
I LOVE… wasting hours on playing Facebook applications like Mafia Wars and Pirates (and Vampire Wars. and Dragon Wars. and Heroes vs. Villains… don’t judge me!).
I LOVE… looking at Walter’s house on Google Maps.  It’s almost like I’m really there again.
I LOVE… sharing all my secrets with blank sheets of paper.
I LOVE… secrets!
I LOVE… drinking chocolate milk for breakfast every morning, it does a body good!

I LOVE… staying in bed for hours after I wake up, drifting in and out of whatever lovely dream I had and don’t want to let go of yet.

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POISON IVY UPDATE:

It’s on my back.  MY BACK.  WTF?

In order to contain what is spreading on my arm I’ve put a huge bandaid on it.  I haven’t been scratching, but that doesn’t seem to stop it from wanting to take over my body.

MY BACK?!!!  I can’t even reach there!

Do you know how hard it is to not scratch an itch?!  An incessant itch?!  I deserve an award for this!!!!!!!!!!!

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I am currently on vacation, so the following blog is a repost from my Myspace blogging days.  Enjoy…

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Dear Diary,
Sorry I haven’t written in you for some days, I’ve been really busy!

I’ve done it, Diary!  Today I had my hair dyed pink!!!  My hairdresser did a great job, too, it looks awesome.  I’ve never gone anything but natural colors before so I’m wicked excited that it came out so good.  I will show you pictures soon, Diary, for I know you crave to see them.

So in other news my cereal addiction is getting worse.  I personally don’t think it’s getting worse but rather that it’s just ‘growing’, but my grandmother and Walter are telling me I eat too much cereal.  I’ve never been a believer of that “too much of a good thing is bad” bantha fodder they grind into you as a child.  And by ’they’ I mean the gr’ups (i.e. parental units, adults, grown ups).  I love cereal, and I’ll get as much of it as I can!  You can’t tell me what to eat when I’m 24 years old!  I don’t segregate!  I’m an equal opportunity cereal lover.  I like  Honey Bunches of Oats, Eggo Waffle Cereal, Kix (Kid tested, Mother approved!), Rice Crispies, Quaker Oatmeal Squares, Cocoa Puffs, Raisin Bran, Lucky Charms… there is just so much that I can eat something different a hundred times a day!  Hot food is for noobs (unless its Thanksgiving hot food, then it’s for everyone) … (also anything with gravy and/or potatoes is also acceptable though both are preferred)…

(this is from my favorite web comic)

If it could be all cereal all the time for me, I would be so happy.  Do you know how expensive a cereal habit is?  It’s pretty out there.  Like grand slam outta the ballpark out there.  You gotta think, I’m paying at least $3.50 a box (unless they’re on sale which they aren’t ever not the good ones), and some are more expensive because I get the family size as often as I can so that’s at least $4 where applicable… and I eat like three boxes of cereal a week just by myself.  So I’m spending at least 10$ a week on cereal.  Who does that?!!  ME, that’s who.  And I’ll spend more.  I can’t help but just want cereal all the time!  I eat it for breakfast, then at work, then for dinner.  I don’t even need milk half the time!

If gluttony is a sin, Diary, then call me a sinner for I can not get enough cereal, nor will I restrain myself unless I’m physically harmed by the cereal.  I could eat more.  More than I do.  I am not ashamed.  I want to shout from the mountaintops: “I LOVE CEREAL!”

Love your long-lost-but-now-returned-friend,
Irish

P.S.  I have nothing to add.

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