w00t w00t booyah

I know converting my Geocities stuff over to Yahoo was only a temporary measure, a stopgap at best - to prevent me from losing things I really didn't remember I had anymore. Seriously. I knew there were things on those two sites I didn't want to lose, even if I didn't remember them at the time you were getting ready to purge the servers.

But you gave me enough warning to make those conversions in time.

Unfortunately, a year later? When it was time to pay again? Why, I called. I advised you to take care of both accounts. You told me you had.

You missed one. And when it went delinquent? You couldn't email me anymore. And while there was a phone number on the account? Why, it's a company policy NOT to use it!

So the account closed, you purged the data and didn't tell me. Not once. Now? Now you can't recover it.

Not the fan fiction site. MY WEDDING SITE. Thanks a lot.

This is me, changing the registrars on the domains I bought. This is me, getting ready to move the remaining site off your servers. This is me, trying to recover what I can from archive.org and remaking the site elsewhere.

Because you just can't be bothered. Well, guess what. I won't bother you anymore.

Not with anything.

So you can re-route comments and things (even things under lock) to Facebook.

Just what I need.

So in addition to the myriad OMG A GAME SCORZ I now have to deal with everyone's idea of what's an Important Moment. Except, maybe - not so much and what the hell is that doing hanging out thar and put it away Right Now.

Please don't cross post me to Facebook. I won't if you won't.

And LJ? Get a clue. Thanks.

So you can re-route comments and things (even things under lock) to Facebook.

Just what I need.

So in addition to the myriad OMG A GAME SCORZ I now have to deal with everyone's idea of what's an Important Moment. Except, maybe - not so much and what the hell is that doing hanging out thar and put it away Right Now.

Please don't cross post me to Facebook. I won't if you won't.

And LJ? Get a clue. Thanks.

Just got an email blast from preschool:

Hello again everyone!

I just received my call from Upsorn. I told her about the silent auction and we have really good news for you all. Upsorn says “YOU OWN ME!” So we are offering Upsorn coupons in our upcoming silent auction! Yes you heard it right, we are selling Upsorn!! She is very happy; it was great to hear the hope in her voice. She wrote a letter to the parents and to the staff and mailed them on Monday. We should get them soon. She wanted to express her love and appreciation to you all for how much you have done for her. She misses everyone sooo much!

We are still being patient as we do not have any news yet from El Paso. She did talk to the officer involved in her case (sounds like they had 2 meetings) and he asked about her education and where she is from. She told him she has her Master’s degree in Education from Oklahoma and is from Thailand. He informed her that because her 2 sons are US born, that will help. Then her attorney also mentioned that we may be able to do a “work sponsor” program.

So keep up the positive thoughts and prayers everyone. Hope we get an answer soon!

Denise Tyner
Executive Director

Beach Babies, LLC

Yeah. She's in El Paso because SHE'S THAI. *facepalm*

No, I really don't need more than 30 minutes to:

Wake up kid without pissing him off beyond cooperation - which I'll need, because:

He needs to get dressed
Eat something
Wake up completely
Take medication

OH

And I have to make sure I've taken my meds, fed myself, taken the first shower in three days (guess what happened the other two, c'mon, it's easy if you try), get dressed and put everything I need together, including breakfast and lunch...and then make sure kid has his lunch....

From a dead sleep. Go.

Needless to say, that didn't happen. SO LUCKY I can be late! (Well, not. I'm not on a clock, but I do have to make that stuff up sometime...so no, I don't leave my desk. Ever.)

And I left my phone at home.

So help me, if you involve me in something you REALLY should be handling yourself, I'll probably burn it the ground.

I finally finished that one one-hour television show I've been trying to watch for two nights running, this morning, using the fast forward button. Trying, because I've been falling asleep at 8:00 PM trying to watch it. No, I am NOT amused.

No, I really don't need more than 30 minutes to:

Wake up kid without pissing him off beyond cooperation - which I'll need, because:

He needs to get dressed
Eat something
Wake up completely
Take medication

OH

And I have to make sure I've taken my meds, fed myself, taken the first shower in three days (guess what happened the other two, c'mon, it's easy if you try), get dressed and put everything I need together, including breakfast and lunch...and then make sure kid has his lunch....

From a dead sleep. Go.

Needless to say, that didn't happen. SO LUCKY I can be late! (Well, not. I'm not on a clock, but I do have to make that stuff up sometime...so no, I don't leave my desk. Ever.)

And I left my phone at home.

So help me, if you involve me in something you REALLY should be handling yourself, I'll probably burn it the ground.

I finally finished that one one-hour television show I've been trying to watch for two nights running, this morning, using the fast forward button. Trying, because I've been falling asleep at 8:00 PM trying to watch it. No, I am NOT amused.

Took it for granted, did you?

I keep telling you.

If you're 'progressive' - it's very likely the only thing you want is to be left alone. And people jibber-jabbering nonsense just sounds like people with nothing else to do with themselves.

You'd better listen. Because there are too many people out of work, scared and have nothing else to do but get even more scared. And there are those who'd love to lie to them and keep all the goodies for themselves in the process.

And they've got all the time and media in the world to make as much noise as they want.

Time to get loud and rowdy and not let another one slide.

And for the record, I'd never heard of either candidate in MA until this week. WRONG.

(I'd be a Democrat. Riiiiight.)

Hissy spitty ball of fury. Really working hard to get rid of it. Have had lot of practice over the years dealing with dissapointment, fail and other bullshit. But. Reaching end of cope.

- Yesterday was one of the worst days on record. Kid refusing to nap in air-conditioned comfort required trip home to do same in my house which was 86 degrees upon arrival. Kid got nap. I did housework. I had to have the required discussions with Sis on the phone instead of poolside with a cold drink and other social niceties. Livid is right there. Have leftovers today.

- Sis is going to be here Tuesday, but scarce after that - and won't be here for kid's birthday party. She'll be in Hawaii. BIL needs the break - all I have to do is remember what this year has been for him, and there's not a trace of enrf left in me. But. Now I have to scramble. BIG time. *remembers to remove all expectations from planning*

- I had to move more money out of savings. AGAIN. And this time, I did it all by myself. *headdesks*

- Oh, and I came into work today to find out I'm being quarantined for a few days. Like, not contagious for weeks now and WHAT. (Spare office is a freezer, BTW. At least I've got my back to the wall instead of the front door. >_<) People complaining about me coughing at my desk. *kicks*

To the good, I think the kid has figured out I can be that angry with him and still love him. This morning was particularly good - and baby, having to give up my afternoon over the nap issue is still bothering me. Hello - welcome to being a walking cliche. I'm trying to find a place where this works for me. They said they won't always like yourself when dealing with this age group. THEY DID NOT LIE.

Would like one place where FAIL isn't flashing in my face.

I did the Swiss Park Day. I got my Swiss food, some Rivella to take home - but I am not doing that alone again with the kid. The mixed results socially with both him and my Obama ballcap still being processed. Don't think I won anything in the raffle, and that's a first too. BAH.

I found my DS again and started playing Pokemon again. That bad.

Hissy spitty ball of fury. Really working hard to get rid of it. Have had lot of practice over the years dealing with dissapointment, fail and other bullshit. But. Reaching end of cope.

- Yesterday was one of the worst days on record. Kid refusing to nap in air-conditioned comfort required trip home to do same in my house which was 86 degrees upon arrival. Kid got nap. I did housework. I had to have the required discussions with Sis on the phone instead of poolside with a cold drink and other social niceties. Livid is right there. Have leftovers today.

- Sis is going to be here Tuesday, but scarce after that - and won't be here for kid's birthday party. She'll be in Hawaii. BIL needs the break - all I have to do is remember what this year has been for him, and there's not a trace of enrf left in me. But. Now I have to scramble. BIG time. *remembers to remove all expectations from planning*

- I had to move more money out of savings. AGAIN. And this time, I did it all by myself. *headdesks*

- Oh, and I came into work today to find out I'm being quarantined for a few days. Like, not contagious for weeks now and WHAT. (Spare office is a freezer, BTW. At least I've got my back to the wall instead of the front door. >_<) People complaining about me coughing at my desk. *kicks*

To the good, I think the kid has figured out I can be that angry with him and still love him. This morning was particularly good - and baby, having to give up my afternoon over the nap issue is still bothering me. Hello - welcome to being a walking cliche. I'm trying to find a place where this works for me. They said they won't always like yourself when dealing with this age group. THEY DID NOT LIE.

Would like one place where FAIL isn't flashing in my face.

I did the Swiss Park Day. I got my Swiss food, some Rivella to take home - but I am not doing that alone again with the kid. The mixed results socially with both him and my Obama ballcap still being processed. Don't think I won anything in the raffle, and that's a first too. BAH.

I found my DS again and started playing Pokemon again. That bad.