Saturday, February 15, 2003
AMERICAN FOR PEACE!
Mikey was being stupid at 9:57 PM ::
Okay, the new look is up... Let me know what you think of it... I still have to do the rest of the non-blogger pages, but I can't do that until I get home. I'm debating whether or not to put my ugly mug on this main page... and there ain't no way I'm gonna take down that cute pic Amanda did of me and Lily.
Pretty soon, I am going to revamp the links page. I have so many to add and fix... and even some to delete :\ ... If you want me to add your blog to my links page, send me an e-mail or post it on the comments link just below.
Right now, I really need to change the links to Dawn's blog, Tokka'z, and Frankie's as well. I'm thinking of dividing up the links into "daily reads" and "people I check up on periodically" .... But I don't know if people will be offended by that... Ah well... it'll get done soon.
Pretty soon, I am going to revamp the links page. I have so many to add and fix... and even some to delete :\ ... If you want me to add your blog to my links page, send me an e-mail or post it on the comments link just below.
Right now, I really need to change the links to Dawn's blog, Tokka'z, and Frankie's as well. I'm thinking of dividing up the links into "daily reads" and "people I check up on periodically" .... But I don't know if people will be offended by that... Ah well... it'll get done soon.
Mikey was being stupid at 6:51 PM ::
Friday, February 14, 2003
All I can say is that I have never really minded Valentine's Day. Sometimes I love it ... I mean, it's a day meant for happiness. You find out who cares about you by who tells you "Happy Valentine's Day."
Last year that changed.... The week before Valentine's day was awful. I thought I was building a great relationship. But one night ruined it for me. And I broke it off immediately. I was hurt really bad, although the ex was uncertain of what went wrong. I never said.
It took me almost a year to get over it. For months after I was very morose, and Valentine's day was ultimately SHITTY.
But this year is different. I have my love. I count my blessings. People care about me. There's more to life than the material... and I thank God everyday for giving them to me.
This morning I got a phone call.... I had left the phone in the living room, so I couldn't answer it from the receiver/answering machine in my room. But I was able to hear the incoming message........
"Hey... um. This is **** ... We went out about a year ago. I was wondering... well, you were really cool. And we really clicked. You're a great guy. We had something really great going for us, and although we haven't spoken in a long time, I was wondering if you might be interested in going out some time. Give me a call at ***-**** or catch me on AIM at ********** it's spelled ********** with the * and the * being the same letter...... Hope to talk to you soon. Bye."
So that was a definite downer to my V-Day. Yes.... that was my dreaded ex on the phone.... on Valentines... can you believe it... ??? I also got an e-mail with updated pictures, in case I had forgotten "The Look" ... UGH!!! It makes me cringe.
Last year that changed.... The week before Valentine's day was awful. I thought I was building a great relationship. But one night ruined it for me. And I broke it off immediately. I was hurt really bad, although the ex was uncertain of what went wrong. I never said.
It took me almost a year to get over it. For months after I was very morose, and Valentine's day was ultimately SHITTY.
But this year is different. I have my love. I count my blessings. People care about me. There's more to life than the material... and I thank God everyday for giving them to me.
This morning I got a phone call.... I had left the phone in the living room, so I couldn't answer it from the receiver/answering machine in my room. But I was able to hear the incoming message........
"Hey... um. This is **** ... We went out about a year ago. I was wondering... well, you were really cool. And we really clicked. You're a great guy. We had something really great going for us, and although we haven't spoken in a long time, I was wondering if you might be interested in going out some time. Give me a call at ***-**** or catch me on AIM at ********** it's spelled ********** with the * and the * being the same letter...... Hope to talk to you soon. Bye."
So that was a definite downer to my V-Day. Yes.... that was my dreaded ex on the phone.... on Valentines... can you believe it... ??? I also got an e-mail with updated pictures, in case I had forgotten "The Look" ... UGH!!! It makes me cringe.
Mikey was being stupid at 11:51 PM ::
Wednesday, February 12, 2003
a whole new look to the site is coming up....... beware. :P
Mikey was being stupid at 3:19 PM ::
Sunday, February 09, 2003
This picture is just sad on so many different levels.
Mikey was being stupid at 7:14 PM ::
Has it been a week since I last posted already?? Well, how about that...
If it so happens that you visited this blog, and there is a high traffic error... well, blame it on Ninja Turtles. Yesterday, my server was clogged all day thanks to influx of TMNT fans... The new cartoon premiered Saturday morning, and since my website and this blog are on the same server, everything was down for a long time.
Because of that, I'm thinking of moving this blog to a new location. If my account is able to take one more subdomain, then I'll move it there. Otherwise, I'll have to get rid of one... the one that was supposed to be started up a while back, and still hasn't been touched.
Oh, I'm so sure my crappy blog warrants it's own subdomain. But, at least I'll be able to use it to house other stuff.
Anyway, I had a few talks with friends last night... I mentioned how stressful work is becoming. It's to be expected, I know. But, initially I said that I would be here only two years... to get the experience I needed. When I was hired, my "boss" said that he'd be ready to leave in a year... At which time I could take his position and get experience as an editor. Well, it's now been two years. He's still here, I'm still at this position, and I've only gotten one raise the entire time.
Working for a newspaper does not entail fame or fortune... not by a longshot. But, I at least expect not to get fucked over. In the last few weeks, I have been feeling like the head honchos have broken out the KY and bent me over. The cost of everything is going up, but I'm being paid the same. My insurance was rejected at the doctor. And now, I am given the responsibility to lay out the front page of the paper in addition to my regular daily tasks.
Only once has the subject of pay increase come up. And when it did, it was just the big boss man saying that since we'll be working longer hours, and having more responsibility, he'll look at getting us evaluated.... something that should have been done in September. Did I mention that the highest percent raise I can get is 6%?
Things are difficult... there is so much stress and no outlet. I can't even go out... I work every weekend. And even if I did have a weekend off, where would I go out. There's virtually nowhere to hang out or have fun in this idiot town. I need out.... sheesh. I seem to say that a lot.
I'm glad I have friends who are willing to put me up if I happen to move up toward Dallas. I'd hate to impose, but they've been trying to get me up there for years. All in all it might be for the better.
If it so happens that you visited this blog, and there is a high traffic error... well, blame it on Ninja Turtles. Yesterday, my server was clogged all day thanks to influx of TMNT fans... The new cartoon premiered Saturday morning, and since my website and this blog are on the same server, everything was down for a long time.
Because of that, I'm thinking of moving this blog to a new location. If my account is able to take one more subdomain, then I'll move it there. Otherwise, I'll have to get rid of one... the one that was supposed to be started up a while back, and still hasn't been touched.
Oh, I'm so sure my crappy blog warrants it's own subdomain. But, at least I'll be able to use it to house other stuff.
Anyway, I had a few talks with friends last night... I mentioned how stressful work is becoming. It's to be expected, I know. But, initially I said that I would be here only two years... to get the experience I needed. When I was hired, my "boss" said that he'd be ready to leave in a year... At which time I could take his position and get experience as an editor. Well, it's now been two years. He's still here, I'm still at this position, and I've only gotten one raise the entire time.
Working for a newspaper does not entail fame or fortune... not by a longshot. But, I at least expect not to get fucked over. In the last few weeks, I have been feeling like the head honchos have broken out the KY and bent me over. The cost of everything is going up, but I'm being paid the same. My insurance was rejected at the doctor. And now, I am given the responsibility to lay out the front page of the paper in addition to my regular daily tasks.
Only once has the subject of pay increase come up. And when it did, it was just the big boss man saying that since we'll be working longer hours, and having more responsibility, he'll look at getting us evaluated.... something that should have been done in September. Did I mention that the highest percent raise I can get is 6%?
Things are difficult... there is so much stress and no outlet. I can't even go out... I work every weekend. And even if I did have a weekend off, where would I go out. There's virtually nowhere to hang out or have fun in this idiot town. I need out.... sheesh. I seem to say that a lot.
I'm glad I have friends who are willing to put me up if I happen to move up toward Dallas. I'd hate to impose, but they've been trying to get me up there for years. All in all it might be for the better.
Mikey was being stupid at 5:12 PM ::