Wow, every single one of my hostees commented in the last entry, even the ones that aren’t up yet. See, that’s when you can tell that you’re hosting great people, because it’s like a big family, and you can almost always count on them being there. Even people who aren’t hosted here, like Melissa make their presence known which seems to for some odd reason, give me a sense of peace. Because these people are extremelly special.

I just had to mention that, sentimental moment there.

Mel has requested I post my VERY awkward, silly “Puff the Magic Dragon” .wav for that singing contest mentioned below. If you take a minute to sing the song yourself, it feels veeeeery weird. Anyway, the .wav file can be opened here, and I suggest just opening it from location. It’s a cute little contest I suppose….

He and I talked last night. What I think happens is, when we fight, and my emotions are a swirling pit of chaos, that’s when I start to panic. Human nature? Aries Nature? Or just me, I don’t know. I should probably refrain from blogging during these times, but it’s almost like an outlet.

I notice a lot of times people will sort of….post hysterically when they’re having relationship problems, and talk of committing suicide. And they may very well be serious, but in most cases, it’s just a plea and a release of extreme tension. A lot of sites seem to go on hiatus too….that always bugged me.

So, apparently there is this ’singing’ contest over at rhine-stone.com where you sing “Puff the Magic Dragon.” And yes, I entered it. I don’t know if I should display the file yet, so I’ll wait until it’s over. But my goddess I felt weird singing that song
Crazy weather us Marylanders are having, I think I’ve had enough of this tornadoish wind. I love wind, but I love my house too, and I don’t want to lose that.

If anyone knows much about outlook, I need a little help. I, along with a few other people I know of, have been getting a lot of viruses lately. Luckily my anti-virus thingy has been catching them all. They’re sent as attachments in e-mail, and when I right-click on an e-mail to delete it, it automatically starts downloading for somereason. Pisses me off. I went under options trying to figure out the damn thing but mail keeps opening in the bottom window when I click on it. *desperate*

Some weird guy came into work today, talked about how he was all into the internet and had all these friends on the internet, and how he was a “Rascal because he could make some people take off their clothes.” I’m just like, wtf? Just go away.

Oh yes, comment info now saves so you don’t have to type the same shit over and over. Nice eh? Thanks go to Cayla, cause she kicks ass.

I had this weird dream last night, that both of my bosses died, and I had to build shrines for them. wtf. I guess all of this talk about death, I dunno.

Of course I woke up at 4am with that, acid reflux shit. I hate that, it burns for a long time. blah

He got me to thinkin last night, about work, and about myself. He doesn’t think it’s fair that I work so much, and make so little. There are only two employees where I work, and the other one only works two days a week. Now that her father passed away, that means I’m the only person working. I have to work every day. No sick leave, no car breaking down. I -have- to be there. I get paid less than minimum wage. My paycheck every week? About $130. For 30 hours of work.

The only thing is, I enjoy the work, it’s something I -know-. People can come in and ask guidance on witchcraft or stones, and I can actually answer because it’s something I know. I feel intelligent, which is hard for me because sometimes I’m so damn dense.

I’d like to own my own store like that one day. But working there really isn’t doing that much for me. I’m just afraid I don’t have skills to work anywhere else. It’s a rather scary feeling.

My boss called earlier, I didn’t answer but she did leave a message. Apparently the other girl, Emily (who by the way is the only other employee besides me), her father passed away either early this morning or last night. I feel bad for her, I mean he was in his 70’s and everything, but it’s still sad.

This means I’m going to have to work all this weekend, maybe all next weekend too. More money for me, but less time with him. I really should get a raise.

I’ve been reviewing for Pick Me for over a month now. I enjoy it, and Dru put me in charge of it a few weeks ago because she’s been busy. But some of the reviewers -never- review, others are understandably busy, and there are a select few who review regularly.

But it seems like everyone is getting backed up, I guess because it’s getting close to finals, so all of the slack reviews, I have to do myself, and my mailbox is like totally full of them. I guess it’s kinda frustrating. The people who aren’t interested in reviewing anymore should just say so, so someone else can do the reviews.

I’m just venting. If you’re interested in reviewing, by all means, go apply!

Wow, I just got this incredible e-mail from someone applying to be hosted here at tawodi. Of course I said yes, because this person is just amazing. She’ll fit right in with all of my absolutely wonderful hostees. I’m really happy with the way my new domain is turning out. I was worried I’d never find hostees that I could relate too, or that people wouldn’t be interested in being hosted by me because I am not the pinnacle of all web design.

But I am blessed. These girls are really fantastic.

In other news, nothing really going on, I’ve been gardening.

I did want to take a moment to thank Stacey for all she’s done for me. She’s going through a rough time, and I want her to know I love her.