Here's the deal...
i do things. and I'm fine.
i'm fine.
consider yourself updated.
<3
Megan
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Ok, well Monday night was fun. Kate called me and told me to come over after work so that she could practice the new finger wave technique that she learned in school that day. I was glad to oblige. But let's say, it's probably not the prettiest hair style on me. At one point, Kate looked at me and laughed saying "you look like a lesbian" well great. She gave me lesbian hair...and a mullet at that. She redid it several times and the final time it looked much better. (Still not a good look for me, but her technique was improving!--see photo)
Then yesterday i have a nice little event in the rain. I won't go into much detail, but let's assume that it was wonderful and sweet and it makes me happy to think about. I'm very lucky.
today i started out the day happy and whatever...then i got my first phone call. the guy was completely lost. he had no idea how to even use the service he signed up for almost a year ago. I gave him a complete walk through and checked his computer system to make sure he was complaint with our requirements and after about 45 min, i finally got him off the phone. UGH! it was just the most boring and ridiculous phone call. here is an example of how most of that call went...
"Ok Sir, do you see where it says Delete files?"
"yeah"
"ok, click on that, please."
"where it says delete files?"
"yes, click there."
"so i click where it say's delete files?"
"Yes, sir, click on the button that says delete files."
"ok, clicking..."
AAAAAAH! i'm going out of my mind. JUST CLICK WHEN I TELL YOU TO CLICK! it's not that difficult. puh...
ok, i'm much better now. just had a better call. and another...cept i called him the wrong name. His name was Deno, but the man i spoke to before him was Jesse...so Deno got called Jesse. UGH! i can't get it right!
Then yesterday i have a nice little event in the rain. I won't go into much detail, but let's assume that it was wonderful and sweet and it makes me happy to think about. I'm very lucky.
today i started out the day happy and whatever...then i got my first phone call. the guy was completely lost. he had no idea how to even use the service he signed up for almost a year ago. I gave him a complete walk through and checked his computer system to make sure he was complaint with our requirements and after about 45 min, i finally got him off the phone. UGH! it was just the most boring and ridiculous phone call. here is an example of how most of that call went...
"Ok Sir, do you see where it says Delete files?"
"yeah"
"ok, click on that, please."
"where it says delete files?"
"yes, click there."
"so i click where it say's delete files?"
"Yes, sir, click on the button that says delete files."
"ok, clicking..."
AAAAAAH! i'm going out of my mind. JUST CLICK WHEN I TELL YOU TO CLICK! it's not that difficult. puh...
ok, i'm much better now. just had a better call. and another...cept i called him the wrong name. His name was Deno, but the man i spoke to before him was Jesse...so Deno got called Jesse. UGH! i can't get it right!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Well last night i got to talk to my cousin Brianna. I realized, in talking to her, that i miss her a great deal. We didn't get to talk for too long, but i was glad to have had the conversation with her. We are so grown up now, and i think back to all the time that we spent together as kids. Sleepovers, camp, gran's house...there are so many things that make me happy when someone just says her name.
Cuzzin, I love you. i'm proud of you. I'm glad I got to talk to you. This photo is just for you:
I'm not sure what that's from, but when i typed in "Cousin" in the google image search, this photo came up. i think it says everything we are trying to say here.
Anyway...I just wanted you to know Brie (and everyone who reads this) that i think the world of you and I'm glad to have such a wonderful cuzzin. xoxoxoxoxox
Cuzzin, I love you. i'm proud of you. I'm glad I got to talk to you. This photo is just for you:
I'm not sure what that's from, but when i typed in "Cousin" in the google image search, this photo came up. i think it says everything we are trying to say here.
Anyway...I just wanted you to know Brie (and everyone who reads this) that i think the world of you and I'm glad to have such a wonderful cuzzin. xoxoxoxoxox
Friday, September 07, 2007
maybe it's just me. Maybe there is a sign posted on me somewhere that says "go ahead, be rude to me. one up me, make me feel belittled and worthless. It's ok. I mean, that's what friends are there for, right? To take your anger and frustrations out on and to blame and treat poorly. Yeah, so go ahead. keep on kicking me."
that's got to be it.
I want to know when it becomes ok for someone you care about to just kick you down and then keep on kicking you. no matter how much you do for them. how often you're there for them or you bend over backwards to make them feel better, loved, appreciated. It seems like no matter how many times you back them up, remind them that they are smart and funny and beautiful and capable, they just turn around and stab the knife in....then continue to twist it in your back. Their "thank you's" and "i love you's" suddenly seem so empty and casual. They hardly meant what they said...it was just easy to say it because...that's what you say.
Well, i'm sorry that your life is worse off than mine. I'm sorry that you're angry at me for things that i have no control over. I'm sorry that i just spent 5 minutes telling you how much i think of you as a friend and you thought it was ok to turn around and blame me for the way things are going in your life. I just don't know what else to do. I'm sorry that you feel this way. If i could change it...i would. for you.
the best i can be for you is sorry.
that's got to be it.
I want to know when it becomes ok for someone you care about to just kick you down and then keep on kicking you. no matter how much you do for them. how often you're there for them or you bend over backwards to make them feel better, loved, appreciated. It seems like no matter how many times you back them up, remind them that they are smart and funny and beautiful and capable, they just turn around and stab the knife in....then continue to twist it in your back. Their "thank you's" and "i love you's" suddenly seem so empty and casual. They hardly meant what they said...it was just easy to say it because...that's what you say.
Well, i'm sorry that your life is worse off than mine. I'm sorry that you're angry at me for things that i have no control over. I'm sorry that i just spent 5 minutes telling you how much i think of you as a friend and you thought it was ok to turn around and blame me for the way things are going in your life. I just don't know what else to do. I'm sorry that you feel this way. If i could change it...i would. for you.
the best i can be for you is sorry.