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October 12th, 2009

My rabbit died on Saturday....my show on Saturday was ok until my friend flipped out at the staff and manager because her food was done wrong. So now she's mad at ME because my karaoke boss chewed her out because of her behavior. My office boss is stealing credit for appointments I book, my hours were cut because someone with seniority was working overtime and I'm low-man on totem pole, so now I'm not in to monitor whether or not I get credit. I'm three minutes from walking out of here.

All I need is to get in a car accident and I'm golden. I seriously cannot handle this bullshit anymore. Give me an easy out, I beg you.

I need a plan. I was accepted to a community college, I'll be taking classes for phlebotomy and getting a degree to be a surgical technician. But where to go from there? I'm starting to get dismayed and not even wanting to do that.....I just don't know what I can do....

October 7th, 2009

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Ok, so I'm looking for a new full time job.

My hours were cut "temporarily" which means that any hours I was accumulating for benefits has been interrupted and I won't be eligible for them. I told them just to keep me at the part-time hours and I did not mention that I will be looking for some other place where I will be eligible for benefits. This is really the only reason I'm even ATTEMPTING to work a full time job! This is bull shit! If I can't get benefits then WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING HERE?

Website Blues

So...Geocities is shutting down. No more Celestial Asylum as of 10/26/09. So, I'm trying to take down all my images. I stupidly deleted half my content back in July. *sigh* I've had that website since....2000! Almost 10 years of my life is being crammed onto a CD. It's so depressing :(

October 5th, 2009


So, lately I've been falling asleep at odd times in the day. If I get the chance to close my eyes only a little longer than a blink, I fall asleep! I don't know what's going on....it can't be my sleeping schedule. I get the same amount of sleep as I have for the past three years.

With the new day job, I am required to be awake no later than 8 or nine. And I don't fall asleep until between 2 and 3 am. So six hours of sleep? Yeah, that's my average since 2005. But....I've been falling asleep while watching TV a lot lately. I'm going to my meditation class tonight, we'll see if I fall asleep there. Maybe it's the fact that I learned to relax finally?

Perhaps I'm just depressed? Although i don't feel that way. I need to clean up my room, and that'll be a sure sign that I'm not depressed...

September 24th, 2009


Ok, so work is....not going so well.

Tried to call in sick, but I found out my sister had already called in, which means that i feel I have to be at work. So, I'm here. Filing. yay. Honestly? I'd rather be at home doing laundry.

Yeah. I said that. I'd rather be doing laundry.


September 22nd, 2009

Ok, how to deal

I just started working a new full time job at the end of July.  So I've been here almost two months.  I already have a lot of problems with my boss.  I've vented, I've complained, receiving no real advice other than "Just ignore him."

Today, he made a comment that just made my jaw drop.  Yes, he says plenty of things that could be construed as sexual harrassment, he instigates heated discussions concerning religion and politics, and he's very quick to state that his opinion is the only correct one.  *shrug* whatever.  I can ignore those.  I'm learning to deal.

Today, I called a gentleman who is interested in our services.  He is Middle Eastern, and his occupation is as a pilot for the Saudi Arabian Embassy.  Well, my boss got an alert on his screen that I had made an update to his file.  He asked to see the physical file, looked at his occupation and said, "If he's a pilot, he could be a terrorist."


Are you serious?  What kind of BLATANT prejudice is this?  Do I want to work for a man who is so....so....disgusting?

September 21st, 2009

Yeah.....I think I'll be able to get back on here now. I'm really active on Facebook, but I'm not allowed to be on Facebook at work, so it's very feasible that I'll be making a comeback on LiveJournal. w00t!

So, job situations have changed, yes. Edited my profile...going back to school in the Spring...anything else? We'll just say if you have any specific questions go ahead and comment with questions?

I dunno how much longer this job situation will last, but....yes! I'ma try and keep it for as long as possible.

Feels good to be back :D

May 17th, 2008


Heyo! New Karaoke shows!

Thursdays: Broadlands Pub in Ashburn, VA starts at 10:00 :D

Fridays and Saturdays: Ned Devine's in Sterling (corner of Dranesville and Rt. 7 by the Glory Days) Starts at 10:00, BUT there is a $10.00 cover charge starting at nine. I suggest you come early and get something to eat, or get your liquid courage going. Either way, it's a great show <3

I will not be at Ned's this evening. They've booked a private party for tonight. SO! If'n you wanna do karaoke, go check out my friend Richie Rich at the Firehouse Grille in Fairfax


April 23rd, 2008


Ok, so things started out so well! March screwed everything up for me. Not only did shit happen to me, but I caused some shit. Like I totaled Melissa! My poor little Aveo! I bought a new car, 2008 Chevy Malibu, and I <3 it, but I've recently discovered that I was denied the car loan. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

I just....I work all the time, but I can never seem to make any money, and I never have time for myself. I just want to cry all the time. I can't stand it.

Yesterday I played hooky from work to hang out with an old co-worker. It was probably the best day I've had in a long time. Why can't every day be like that? Seriously! We had a picnic, and watched a movie and went out for karaoke and played some pool. Goddamn! Best day EVER! I'm just....I'm tired of life shitting on me. Can't I catch a break?

I get so depressed that it makes things worse. Like, i simply want to quit my job right now, because I'm so depressed. I was sposed to be there at 10, and it's now after noon. I'm not making enough money for all of my bills. Thank God I don't pay my parents rent. I think I'm gonna go check out a crisis center...today is really bad.

March 21st, 2008

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I am in some shit....call/text me if you wanna know

January 8th, 2008

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Whoo! Anyone care to call me? I'm getting kicked out of the apartment! Need to talk to someone SANE

Past Due Update

All righty! Well, here's the news

My sister's getting married. I'm the maid of honor. Yay! <3

I have a second job at Happy Tails Dog Spa in Tysons Corner. Hurrah. I get to play with puppies all day, and work full time, and get benefits eventually. And will prolly have to work overtime, but this time I get fucking paid time and half, or double sometimes. Yay.

I'm trying to find a way out of this damn apartment, and an opportunity has arisen. Kelley, the lab tech whose apartment this is, wants to move to Colorado. Which means, yay, one bitch of a roomate gone. Danielle prolly won't be able to afford it, so all i have to do is find a SANE roomie and I'm golden.

I'm being very supportive of Kelley moving to Colorado. I'll write off the money she owes me as a loss. No prob. Not anymore, anyway. Danielle's taking it personally, because she doesn't want to have to move back to Daddy's house. She and Kelley had a major fight today, which is why I'm able to get on the internet. So, Kelley is out driving drunk, Danielle's trying to call anyone and everyone she can to bitch, and I don't feel pressured at all, because it looks like I'll finally be rid of them.

2008 is starting off very well for me. <3

December 10th, 2007


So, I was on the Elliot in the Morning Show this morning. I contributed to a small conversation about the man who found a condom in his whopper at Burger King. Hurrah! I'm famous! I've been on the show twice now. Last time it was to discuss his goth friend he met at a Caps game last year. Go me.

So, aside from my fifteen minutes of fame...I'm feeling really down today.

My sister discovered that she will need a hysterectomy. She's 36 and still hasn't been married or had kids, so now it looks like she'll never have children. I've offered to donate eggs, and my sister-in-law offered to be a surrogate mother, so Wendi can have a baby. I can't help but feel a little weird about this. At the time it was a no brainer. Sure Wendi! You need to have a kid eventually? My genetics are pretty damn close to yours, I'll help! But now, I'm concerned that....
Well, say we do produce a child. Biologically, it will be mine. Will I be able to deal? Or will I constantly be in the state of mind that this is MY child...not Wendi's. I don't know...maybe I'm getting worked up over nothing.

Also, I'm still financially fucked. I lost my gig on Saturday's at Patriot's, but I didn't really like working there anyway. The people were so mean and hard to please. But, I got my gig back at Fast Eddie's, so yay for that. But, I'm not any closer to making more money. And I'm tired all the time now. I don't know what to do. Slumber Parties isn't working out like I wanted. I've had one party, and that bombed.

I need a better job...I need money. I need for drama to stop finding me.

December 8th, 2007


Things are getting really interesting. I've pretty much kept updating about my financial situation, but everything else has been on hold for a while. I hardly get on the internet....mostly because Kelley sleeps all day and the computer's in her room. See, she's using my monitor because hers broke, and I'm waiting for a cable to come in the mail so I can hook up my TV to my computer, thus having privacy and more access to the internet. And I won't be constantly waking Kelley up by coming into her room to check Facebook and whatnot.

I have not updated about Robert in a while...so that's what this will be about.

We went to the Marine Corps Birthday Ball on November 16th....seriously, it was the best night of my life. I got to wear a pretty formal dress, with white gloves, and Robert escorted me in his dress blues, and we were the first on the dance floor and I had such a good time! And then we went to karaoke after the ball was winding down, so in we walk to this bar all dressed up. I've earned myself the nickname "Cinderella" from certain people for showing up all fancified.

We got back to his place at like, 3 in the morning, and he stopped in another guy's room to chat a bit, told me to go on to his room. So...I kind of dozed a bit on the bed, waiting for him to come in....actually fell asleep he was taking so long. When he came back he kind of lifted me up into a cuddle on his lap....started talking, I couldn't really make anything out, I was so tired. But....he used the "L-word." In reference to me. I have *never* heard him use that word except when he's talking to his grandmother, who practically raised him. My head literally exploded, and I couldn't talk for about ten minutes straight.

He's about 95% certain he'll be going to Afghanistan in March or April...but he'd be back in Spetember or October, so...it'll be hard, but not bad. And he just had to take emergency leave to see his father...he just had a heart attack. The corps really got him out there fast...

Anyway...I'm starting to feel really heavy now, because Robert's prolly the closest friend that I have. The only one who really actually talks to me and acts like a friend, instead of taking advantage of me all the time...and he's gonna be gone for six months. And I don't know what to do. I thought with my military family upbringing I could deal with this, but I'm quickly discovering that I can't.

I'm looking at a really really lonely year. I might pack up and move to Louisiana, so I can live in my grandparents' house. It'll be rent free...and I can get a job there and save some money at least.


November 28th, 2007


Finish it!
All righty! I've finally figgered this rent + bills situation out. So I was originally paying $787 for rent + bills. Exactly half of the rent, and not nearly enough for bills. My bad. But then I pay for all the rent and none of the bills for September and October, including a late fee and bounced check fee and entire month's rent again. YIKES. That was $4407! So, needless to say I'm flat broke and prolly won't make this month's rent. *sigh* But I've now worked out the bills and the rent with my roomates. I only owe $593.67 a month, subject to change as electricity and water fluxuate. I've subtracted my half of the rent and what I owed for bills for the past three months, and now I'm owed $1976.32 so that's good. That's actually a decent number that I can expect my roomate to pay me back. Or maybe I can just get a credit on my rent while I wait for my sex parties to kick off. I dunno. Plus Wendi is gonna start paying me back.

It'll work out. :)

October 30th, 2007


Jessi = broke

Which means Jessi is resorting to selling adult toys to make a living.

Why hello dildo!

July 19th, 2007


Next Wednesday, I leave for Orlando. It's the first family trip in like, five years, so I'm excited. ^_^ So...it's like a chance for the whole family to say goodbye to my little brother, since he starts boot camp on August 8th, and my big brother leaves for Iraq either at the end of August or the beginning of September.

We'll have fun. ^_^ I'll be back Monday after.

Unfortunately, my Vegas trip is being postponed. Looks like it'll be a late September trip instead of late August. We'll see.

July 11th, 2007


So life is shitting on me again. Monday evening I was the victim of a hit and run. I got the guy's license plate though.

*sigh* I'm so tired of this! Seriously!

July 5th, 2007


Puppy Face!
My grandfather died yesterday. I think I mentioned before that he had Alzheimer's. He had it for ten years, he was in the final stages. He couldn't carry on a conversation of any kind apparently.

Well, last week or maybe the week before he was taken out of his Assisted Living facility, and put in the hospital because he was sick. He had had a blood infection. And then Tuesday he had a heart attack and went unconscious. He didn't wake up. Yesterday his liver started failing, and he passed.

At least he's not in pain anymore.

So Patrick finally gets to go. He missed both of our grandmother's services when they died, and our other grandfather died before we were born, so I'm really glad he can go.

I'm staying. I have so much to do at the church, and I really can't stand the thought of leaving and then coming and being further behind than I already am.

I have a doctor's appointment to clear up this weird infection on my left breast. It's a bug bite that got infected because I stupidly lanced it. *shudder* Never doing that again. I've had it since April. -_-'

So...lots to do, just thought I'd update.

Oh, I totally forgot to mention, I have a new apartment. I moved in with my friend Kelley. She has this dog, Fang, who's absolutely adorable, but kinda on the husky side. He's a...shoot, I can't remember what breed. Nor...something. He looks like a cross between a Husky and a Chow. He's so sweet. And I think he and my rabbits should get along, once he gets over the novelty of them. They're really curious about him, not scared at all. Though...Twitch thumps whenever Fang barks. ^_^ It's really cute.

June 26th, 2007


I got a new phone. Huzzah.

I am so socially booked, it's not even funny. When will I ever get the time to move all my crap from Charlottesville???

Neat photo recognization thingy.Collapse )

June 20th, 2007

Follow up entry

So...after listening to lots of suggestions, most people agreeing with one another, I've come up with a plan...somewhat. I'm getting with my father to discuss the best way to do all this...like, how to squeeze out the most interest and etc.

Right now the plan is to put $4,000 in my Roth IRA, then start a 6 month emergency plan (take 6 months worth of living expenses out and into my savings or CDs, not to be touched but for emergencies). I'm estimating a month's worth of expenses to be about $1200. I'm really not sure what it'll be, since I'm not paying rent ATM.

I also have some credit card debt and student loans to take care of. I dunno what all that together adds up to. I'll have just over $15,000 left (includes an estimation of credit card debt, but not student loans).

I think I'd like to take a trip to Vegas (no, no gambling, that scares me). I remember my grandmother saying that she wanted to take me one day...and I need a new cell phone...want a bluetooth ^_^ After that, we'll see how much I have. I'll prolly put it in my rainy day savings, and then I'll make adjustments to CDs or investments as I go.

So, if anyone else has suggestions, I'd still like to hear them!

June 19th, 2007


So...I went home yesterday. Dad told me that I had two letters in the dining room. So here I am, thinking that I must have been sent another speeding ticket in the mail again. *sigh* But no, I got two letters from banks. Dad informs me that it's my share of my grandmother's life insurance. She declared that my brothers, sister and I share and share alike in regard to her and Granddaddy's estate.

Maybe before I go on, I should remind everyone that she died back in February. It was deemed an accidental death; she died from smoke inhalation while outside burning her trash.

So, I open the first one, and inside is a check for $25,044.11. Jaw = dropped. all i could manage to stammer is "That's a lot of money." Dad smiles and says "Wait'll you see the next one." So I open the next one, not imagining getting more than I've already received. It's a check for $50,336.29. I couldn't say a word. Now, here's where dad tells me the plan for my money. Oh, it's not as bad as it sounds.

I already told dad that I didn't need whatever money Grandmother was going to give me. It's not like I'm stupid enough to take the money and be like, "Well, I can retire now!" Psh. So I told dad that he should take all the money she gives me and use it to make sure that Granddaddy is well taken care of. He has Alzheimer's and especially after this round in the hospital for I think a liver infection, he needs really good care, and that's expensive. He's in the final stages of the disease.

So, dad says, "What we'll do, is all four of you (my siblings and I) will donate half of your money to Granddaddy's care. You'll pay your taxes, which is unfortunately around $10,500 or so. And then the rest ($32,440.21) is to do with as you please. Your Grandmother intended for you to enjoy your money, so I'm not going to tell you to save it or invest it. I can put some into your IRA if you like, that's a maximum of $4,000. But you should have enough to where you won't need to worry about your rent for a while. But most of all, Grandmother wanted you to spend it on what you wanted."

I started crying (and am again). I would much rather have my grandmother in my life instead of her money. I don't know how I'm supposed to enjoy the money knowing that.

So...suggestions? I...honestly, I dunno what to do with it. I obviously would like to make it last as long as possible. If anyone knows of good causes that I could donate money to, I'd do that...or anyone know of new toys that are out, or good video games...

I'll still be getting more money. There's Grandmother and Granddaddy's house. However, whatever we make off of the house will go straight to Granddaddy's care first, and then dad says the majority of the money will make it back to us anyway, so...guys, that's more than I make in a year...even after giving the money to Granddaddy and taking out the taxes.

...I miss Grandmother.

June 5th, 2007

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This started as just...well, as an email...a general statement about my email signature:
"If I lived back in the wild west days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I'd carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like 'Hey, look. She's carrying a soldering iron!' and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, 'That's right, it's a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice.' Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they had made fun of the soldering iron of justice, and I could probably hit them for a free drink."
--Modified quote from Jack Handy's Deep Thoughts, Saturday Night Live

Then it became very cathartic as well as nostalgic. You're not required to go through the pictures, but it sure was fun for me!
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*sigh* That made me feel better. ^_^ You know, I could prolly come up with a mood theme of pictures of me...there are enough of them out there, ya know?

June 1st, 2007


Eric tells me Judy flew away again today.

I hope she comes back like she did two times before.
I'm not a big fan of Carlos Mencia, but his first joke. ehehehehehehehehehe. And there are other good comedians featured as well. ^_^

Secret Standup - Carlos Mencia

May 30th, 2007

My Memorial Day Weekend!

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May 24th, 2007

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Eddie Star Wars
So, I changed my layout and added a bunch of icons, thanks to lenpal! I get lots of icons, so yay! I don't know if I'll be able to use all the icons I can though. ^_^'

...my keyboard is squeaky...

Tomorrow I go to the parade at the 8th and I barracks in Arlington, VA. I'm excited. And I'll be taking pictures and stuff, so those will be uploaded once I get them developed. Yeah yeah, my digi cam's in Charlottesville, so I'ma get a few disposable cameras and do it the old fashioned way.

May 21st, 2007


So, I went through this McDonald's drive thru. Let's get something straight. Today, I didn't wash my hair, so it's all blah, I'm wearing an over sized T-shirt and no make up, and because it's that time of the month, my face is broken out in zits. I am not all that attractive from the shoulders up today. Plus I'm tired, so my charming smile wouldn't even make up for all of the above. So, when i get my fries and shake from the hispanic kid at the drive through, and he calls me "honey" and "mamacita" I start to wonder...does he say this to every girl who comes through? So I went in and complained. Not only did he make me feel uncomfortable, but I bet he thinks it's ok to call female customers "mamacita." Luckily, the manager was a woman, and her jaw dropped when I told her. So, hopefully she's pissed off enough that the message will get through, but I don't want the guy fired. He's hispanic, and they have...well, their appreciation of women is very vocal and present in public. I'm sure he didn't mean anything by it, but I didn't like it, and that doesn't mean that I have to put up with it!

May 18th, 2007


Feel free to call me tonight, I'm going to be getting incredibly drunk. If you're in town, call me and join me!

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Last night was the busiest night EVAR. I start the show at 9:30...well, I didn't get anyone to sing until about 10:00, but by 11:40 I had to close the list! 0.0 I didn't accept any new songs for the rest of the night! We went all the way to 1:30 am skimming by on the list of people we had. It was crazy! I didn't even really get to go out and work the crowd like I usually do, although the same comments were made regarding how my butt looks. *sigh*

Lots and lots of drama this week, but I think it's finally all been worked out. My friend Kelly gets out of the hospital tomorrow (she got hit by a car on Tuesday). Her ribs and leg are set and will begin healing. Her arm...I don't know what they could do for it...it kinda looks like a big lump of sausage...I think they recommended plastic surgery of some sort. At least she didn't lose it! So that's good. Meantime, she's hopped up on pain meds and getting lots and lots of sleep. ^_^

By the way, I received my first EVER bit of spam commenting on my LJ a little bit ago. It's so nice that when I click on "delete comment" I can also choose to ban the user. ^_^ Why can't myspace pick up on that?

May 15th, 2007

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You Are 47% Impulsive

You're quite impulsive, but you never are reckless.
You qualify as a very spontaneous person, but you still know how to honor your commitments.
And while responsibility doesn't come easy to you, having fun does!

May 10th, 2007



May 3rd, 2007

/me cries

I'm so glad that my last day at Carfax is tomorrow.

I just got off the phone with a total fucking jackass. He couldn't get in touch with his rep, so he wanted to speak to a human being about whatever problem he's having. He demanded to speak to a manager. I don't know who her supervisor is...so he demanded to speak to any manager. I'm not authorized to do that. He asked my name, I gave him my first name. He asked for my last name, and I refused to give that to him. He asked for my extension, I'm not authorized to give out extensions, but I'm at the fucking front desk, he knows to get me. If he wants to fucking complain he can just say "Jessica at the receptionist's desk." He asked me FOR MY ID and that's where I got angry. I told him I'm not giving out my personal information, and he said "Well listen here, Jessica..." FUCK THAT! He got dumped into the consumer affairs voicemail that pisses everyone off. I tried to find his number so that if he called again we could just transfer him...but it's one of those UUCP things that changes everytime you call.

But crushtflat made it better. Thanks Eric!

Eric: poopyface
Eric: Pardon me, sir, but you appear to have something on your face.
me: ehehehehe
Eric: I believe it is your ass.

April 17th, 2007

VTech Shooting

Ok, I just received this article from a co-worker at Carfax.

So...we're going to hear it now, from tons of "experts" who say that these are the tell-tale signs of a mass murderer: writing gruesome stories, being alone, being depressed, not having a girlfriend...etc. Not ready to hear that Edgar Allan Poe was a mass-murderer waiting to happen but was killed first, thank you very much. Not ready to watch demographics be spurned just because of this one guy's profile. Seriously, no one could have seen this happen. I predict that I'm going to be as sick of hearing about this tragedy as I was when 9/11 happened.

Also, did anyone else find it amusing that during the press conference last night, almost everyone who made a reference to the 9-1-1 call actually called it the 9/11 call? I laughed too much. :D (note: not to say that I think this event was funny, I'm actually horrified by it. Just whenever people refer to the emergency number as September 11th, I always snigger)

April 6th, 2007

So, I met this marine, Robert, at one of my karaoke shows. Around a month ago? I can't remember. Anyway, he's cool and into things I'm into, so we email back and forth. He comes to my Thursday show pretty regularly.

He's admitted that he hooks up with girls on a pretty regular basis, though thankfully he's never asked me for the favor, saying that it would be hard for him to objectify me. He so sweet!

So we talk, yeah? No chemistry between us or anything, totally platonic, though I fear one day he will eventually try to get into my pants. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it.

So last night, there's this girl named Canaan. She was there at the start of the show pretty much. Robert shows up late, and I went to say hi, and he gets all nervous, because he's noticed that Canaan was in the bar. He says the last time he talked to her, she slapped him, and he doesn't know why. I have a pretty good idea...he hooked up with her, and when he didn't call her back, she got mad. Though he says she didn't call him either and they just fell out of touch. Whatever, right?

So Robert's staying by the door, where RJ (a friend and the bouncer) and Garrett (a friend and co-worker) were hanging out. So I'd pop over there every now and then to chat. Robert comes up to do a song eventually, and when he's done, he tries to talk to Canaan, who just gives him a big fat glare. Robert leaves some time later, and I end my show on time, because I haven't been getting any sleep dammit! And I want to get to bed BEFORE three in the morning, thank you very much. So there's a bunch of people who are mad that the show is over. Canaan yelling at me fiercely, though the only thing I could make out was "...and your outfit fucking SUCKS!"

Excuse me, but it was a fucking CUTE outfit with a fedora and everything. Who doesn't like fedoras? Honestly? Pictures when I get a camera. So I figure, she's jealous?!?! Of ME?!? Why on God's green earth would she have anything against me? She's usually a cool chick. She's been to a few shows. Total hardcore-punk-rock-girl type, with the huge tattoo going all the way up her arm, and tinier than I am.

So I book it out of there so I don't have to deal with crzy-psycho-chick. But I give Robert a call to let him know about Canaan. Apparently, she's under the impression that I'm dating or at the very least sleeping with Robert, so she's taking her anger at him out on me. When he went to talk to her, she yelled at him when he was walking away, "So *gestures towards me* good job! Congratulations!!" and Robert had no clue what she was talking about, assuming it was for the song he just sung? But after I told him what she said to me, he was like "....ohhhhhhhhhh. Well shit."

So...how do I deal with a catty ex? Especially one that I'm afraid could beat my ass if I tried to reason with her? I mean...she's scary!

Edit- 3:07 pm
So, Robert called Canaan and told her "due to your antics last night, I am permanently deleting your number from my phone. Forever." (HA!) and she was all, "Omigodimsosowwyiwastotalydrnkandliekcantrememberathingand I WAS JEEEAAAAAAALOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUSSSSSSSSS!" Tee hee. And I can't understad why she would be, because we weren't "all over each other." I didn't even give him the usual hug that I give to my karaoke familiars because he was all antsy. *shrug* She just must have been drunk. But hooray! No more worries!

March 22nd, 2007

March 16th, 2007

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Deadly Weapon
I'm so glad my parents got a new gas fireplace installed. So now I can just turn it on and WARM UP FROM THIS FUCKING HAIL/SNOW/SLUSH crap. :D Seriously, middle of March? Someone inform the Earth that it needs to go back one hundred years in time and cease the progression of the Ice Age.

March 15th, 2007


Deadly Weapon
Last night one of my customers, a chick, spanked me. Hard. She wasn't invited to, she just did. It wasn't funny. It hurt and she didn't apologize. On top of that a whole bunch of people came in last minute and I had to try to work them into the rotation, and basically I kept getting, "Aw, just one more song! I'll give you ten bucks," and then if they got it, I didn't get any money.

I've never had a problem at Fast Eddie's. It was my favorite venue. If I have to deal with these people again, I think I'll kill them.

So last night was horrible, and today it's like I'm living in this big dark cloud and I'm probably going to give everybody the EVIL GLAREFACE. I'm sorry in advance?

March 14th, 2007

Apple Juice

Repost this and make the subject the drink that describes your love life.Collapse )

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. Ok, so My Space can have some okay bulletin posts.

March 13th, 2007

Okay, here's the big post

So Thursday night (the 23rd of February) I was getting ready for work when my mom calls me down and says "You need to call James and get him to cover for you tonight, we're going to Louisiana." So I immediately thought that something happened to my Grandfather. I had to ask mom "What happened" before she even told me that it was Grandmother, not Granddaddy, who had died, not been hurt. She didn't know how.
I was numb. Shocked. I still am, sort of, even two weeks later.Collapse )

To be continued.

March 9th, 2007

So tired, blargargargarg

Deadly Weapon
Clearly, this karaoke show until 2 in the morning-get to bed at 3- get up at 7:30- leave for work at 8:15 thing is not gonna work out for me. SO TIRED

I was gonna post about my grandmother, so instead I'll post the news story. Later, when I'm more awake, I'll tell you what *really* happened.

So, here's the story, but you should also watch the video, located on the left of the text. That is the story that got my entire family quite irate.

Here's the follow up.

...Do you think they'd let me fall asleep on my desk?

March 8th, 2007

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Oh my God. Stupidest idea ever.

So. Karaoke? Yes? Everyone should come if they are able. Royal Lee Bar and Grill on North Pershing. Arlington, VA. Google map it. Do search businesses. From 9:30 to 1:30. We'll have a smashing good time!

March 7th, 2007

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So...I'm supposed to learn how to answer phones, and it's NOT RINGING!
Except for when I went to restock the inventory...then there were like seven calls.

March 6th, 2007

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So I'm here at Carfax, working my first temp job ever!

It's really neat. I'm sort of like the coffee lady. My first thing to do every morning is to check and make sure the coffee stations are all filled up with cups and cream and coffee and etc. ehehehehe ^_^

It's really neat here. I was told business casual, so I put on this outfit and I was really worried that I was *too* casual, but I'm wearing like, nice slacks and a sweater. Anyway, I walk in and EVERYBODY IS WEARING JEANS and some people even wearing sweatshirts. So everyone tells me I'm overdressed. -_-'

The company buys lunch for the employees every Friday, so it's like a big big lunch, and unfortunately, I'm one of the people in charge of setting it up, so...ah well. I'll get to eat, but I won't be able to enjoy it like everyone else will.

More later, my 15 minutes are up!

February 23rd, 2007

Can't sleep

The only people in this house who are sleeping are my father and my brother.

Dad was on a plane all day, so of course he's beat. He was also trying to get in touch with a bunch of people all day, so...
Patrick isn't coming with us. I don't know why. He also went out for a drive after he got home from class. I don't blame him. I wanted to do the same thing.

Wendi came down from Baltimore so she can go with us. But then she remembered she forgot her medication, so I drove out with her to pick it up, and we listened to Duran Duran and had nice conversations. I don't get to see her often.
Mom went to the office. She claimed it was just to pick up her laptop, but we all know, she's getting things ready for her not to be at work for a while. It always happens, when you leave the office for a while, it's a wreck when you get back.

We'll be leaving at five. I can sleep in the car.

The thing about my grandmother...she was always talking about when she was going to die. She told me when I was twelve that she was only going to live to be 75, because that was when her mother and her grandmother died. So for years, I was under the impression that she was going to die when I was 18. She would have turned 80 this December. When I was 17, she asked me to type out her will. I did...and it was the hardest thing I ever had to do. I told this to Wendi, and she said "Well, I'm glad she didn't ask me to do that. That's horrible, Jessica, and I'm sorry you had to do it. But I'll just have your kids write my will for me. They'll be getting everything I own anyway!" I laughed for the first time since this morning.

Wendi says that Grandmother had her pick out the things that she wanted when she died. Wendi was 20 when she asked this. After much protesting, Wendi finally settled on the bed that is in the room that she and I shared whenever we went to visit. Grandmother never asked me to choose, she designated what I would get. Not complaining though, she knows what I like...

Grandaddy is being well-taken care of. The neighbor, Clark, came and sat in the house with him and social services took Grandaddy to the hospital. He'll stay the night in the care of the nurses, and my Uncle Lynn will be by tomorrow around noon to check him out. Then, he and my dad will put him in assisted living temporarily down there until they can find something permanent up here or in Florida where Lynn is. I'm just glad that Clark was able to help Grandaddy. With his alzheimer's....I can't bear to think of what might have happened.

I'm going to see if I can take a nap...

February 22nd, 2007

Bad news

My grandmother died. I'll be in Louisiana for I don't know how long...

She died setting fire to the brush in her backyard. We don't know if the fire got out of control and got her, or if she had a heart attack, or if it was arson by some person other than my grandmother.

My grandfather has alzheimer's. I'm not sure he even knows his wife is gone.

I think at this point I'm more worried about my finances than anything else...I won't be able to work for I don't know how long, and I can't get my paycheck. I gave Rev. Laura a deposit slip, so she'll get my check in my account, but I can't get my karaoke check...and then I'll be missing a lot of money from them for not working.

*sigh* This is just what i needed...once I gain a little financial stability, I lose it all. I don't know what to do.

February 5th, 2007

I'm screwed

It figures that right when I quit Ruby Tuesday, my hours get cut.

Fuck The Old Brogue! I lost $180 in January because of them, and I've lost $120 in February. Fuck them I say! Now after rent I'll only have something like fifty dollars in my account.


February 2nd, 2007

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So I graduate on Sunday, and I have my first "real" job interview on Thursday.



*head explodes*

I'm not really sure what to think except that...good GOD I won't know what to do with myself!

January 19th, 2007

Accident Report

Deadly Weapon
So, I have currently been in four accidents in my life. A quick summary:

Accident One
Was three. Wendi was driving, I was in the backseat in my car seat. I don't know what happened, but Wendi says that just after it happened, we had a short dialogue:
Me: Wendi, are you ok?
Wendi: Yes Jessica, I'm ok. Are you ok?
Me: Yeah...Wendi?
Wendi: What?
Me: Don't do that again.


Accident Two
Was twelve. In the front seat passenger side of our 1992 Cadillac Brougham d'Elegance. It was a long luxury Cadillac (that incidentally was totaled a few months ago) We were taking my brother to camp. We were stopped because of traffic, and several yards away from a pick-up truck. Suddenly, a guy hits us going about 50 mph. Both his air bags deployed, cracking his windshield. My dad cracked a rib, my brother was knocked out and my mom has had back problems ever since. All three of their doors wouldn't open. Me? I was fine. So was my door.
Why did the guy hit us? He was having a sneezing fit.

Accident Three
Was twenty. I was coming home from school, and was required to go around this bend in which the end was hiddden by bushes, so there was a car there, and I didn't know it until it was too late. I prolly would have seen it though, if I hadn't been checking ym blind spot to see if I could merge. Minimal damage to both of our cars, cosmetic in nature. No one was hurt. My insurance didn't go up either, it actually went down ten dollars within the next year. Admittedly, it might have gone down more without that accident.
My rental was a Grey Hyundai Accent, which I mistakenly called a "grey Hyundai Accident" when describing the car.

Accident Four
Happened tonight. Eric and I were going to see Pan's Labyrinth. George Straits is playing tonight at the Stadium, so it was busy out. We had to stop at a green light so we wouldn't block the intersection. The guy behind us wasn't there when we stopped intially. So he's coming down the street at around 25-30 mph and hits us because he didn't see us, but he did see the green light. *sigh* No cosmetic damage to the car, brake lights don't work. Eric hit his head on the headrest pretty hard, he has a headache. My upper back is stiff, but when is that new? There were police-cops around who helped get all the information, and I need to call my insurance people. We'll see what the real damage is to my car, but I can't take it anywhere because there aren't any brake lights! AH! Other than that, I'm really upset I can't see this movie, more upset than the accident, I'm not sure why, prolly because it was so uneventful? I felt really bad for the guy who hit us though. The cop said that he should have been given a reckless driving charge, but she went easy on him and gave him following too closely. (Which is what my little brother was given when he rear-ended a lady's car because she panic-stopped for a yellow light.)

So! Hope I won't get into too many more! Now I call the insurance people, get a rental, and hopefully I can get back up to NOVA by Tuesday for work.

December 23rd, 2006

Why lies he in such mean estate
Where solderqueen and ass are feeding?

What Child Is This
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