Wow, it's been a while since I wrote on here so I'll just put in some updates. Elias went to traffic court this past Wednesday to get his suspesion taken care of. Apparantly neither the judge nor the officer showed up so they threw out the ticket! Yay for Elias! But boo for not bringing me any Cuban Pork Sandwiches. :(
I've been running a game for Elias for the past few weeks and last night David came over and I shoehorned him in for an episode. I think it's going well. I'm gradually getting more used to running a game. Already I'm starting to run them more seriously than before. I think it just boils down to nervousness, which means I just need to do it more often.
Arrrrgh! This morning I woke to the alarum at 6:00am to go to work. I woke irritable, angry and tired. I had a running commentary that sounded a bit like Douglas Adams in my head until I got to work and grabbed some coffee. You remember the bit in Hitchhikers Guide about the Mongol horde? The commontary was in a similar vein with many death threats and evil imaginings. Talk about Grouchy! I managed to remain civil to everyone though. If people knew me they'd know that when I talk in that soft, sweet voice I'm actually trying very hard not to bite their heads off! LOL!!!!
Let me start by saying Eli is a jerk!� Why is he stil in my life I dont know, all he does is complain about me my lifestyle my children, my home the list of complaints is infinte. He had the gall to ask me for the millionth� time to marry him. He shouldnt take himself seriously, I dont! I told randy that we werent compatible. which were not , He's into parties and hanging out. Iam beyond that, I have responsibilties obligations as well as very little time to waste. When he told me how he did his kids, that solidified his fate with me. A man that� scurry's like a shrew from his obligations isnt� worth of my attention. He said he paid one his children's mom 25 dollars a week when he� earns over a thousand.� Randy proceeded to tell me that his sons get ssi checks plus, they dont call him so he doesnt reciprocate. At the end of this converstation he proudly stated his baby mama is white like he just won the fucking lottery! Men are amazingly stupid. He said in such a tone that would give one the impression that black women are inferior. We concur that we dont have anything in common so at the end of the conversation I abruptly said goodbye with such finality in my voice it stunned him.
Daymon called me the other day, I went to see him.� We talked about much of nothing. He was all over me like flies on shit.� For the most part I didnt mind him hugging / squeezing, fondling� or laying in his arms. He got a bit�aggresive to the point I began to cry pondering whether he was going to rape me. I actually started to call Walt and tell him about this, decided not to fearing he would say what replays in my mind almost daily: I deserve to be treated in a direspectful manner due to the fact that Iam beautiful as well as nice. I talked to Daymon about this in minute detail, he claimed to have understood my tears. Although I am attracted to hiim, I never touched him back. Even when he� tried to place my hand(s) on his gentials. He came into the room without his shirt on,omg! I couldnt look @him directly. His pushy behavior is not only scary but a turn off. He says he has not been with a woman almost a 1.5yrs.� I dont believe him, nor was I going to give him something to run and tell larry. Am I the hunted being hunted Idk? Daymon was on me like flies on shit. What Iam going to reveal next is going to be fucked up, oh well. While with Daymon my mind wandered to walt. Things like what he is doing, who is he doing came to mind. We arent in a relationship so this thought pattern is inappropriate. But hey it is what it is.
I cursed Walt out earlier today out of sheer frustration.� He hung up on me-no suprise there.� His jobs doesnt allow him to spend much time doing anything else including spending time with me. Later I apologized for my behavior. Something has changed between us.� It is not something drastic,nor can I define it. I can't recall when things�flipped. Maybe it was the time he kissed me and put the cocoa butter on my stomach and knee for me.� Or perhaps it was recently when he kidnapped me, took me to his house. Following him upstairs to his room, (which was� a little junky) I became nervous. He didnt pounce on me like Daymon or try to hold� me down which daymon did when I tried to get off of him. We did get better aqauainted, we kissed hugged the usual stuff (no digging or trying to pull my pants off). I am quite reserved when it comes to touching someone for the first time. Iam unsure where I should put my hands. I feel clusmy plus awkward in these situations. Yesterday I made dinner for everyone inculding David's playmate. I made Walt a plate too, unaware that spaggetti was his favorite dish. He got off work around 12, well around 1 thirty he called singing praises. I like a man who appreciates the small things that I� do for them.� Initially I was not attracted to him, I aint even gone lie about it! I had some preconcieved�ideas about who he was. Now� hmm, hate to admit it but he is a good dude. I dont like to be wrong which he has proved� so far. When I see him I see myself. He is affectionate, insouciant ,down to earth and loves to laugh. Who wouldnt be drawn, sucked in by a man who is a gentle giant.? I like to be treated well, this what he gives me. I smile when he kisses me� or smacks me on my ass, its as if he doenst care who is looking. His attitude is so what. Bold very Bold. When I told walt it was inappropriate to kiss� in front of his clients he asked then why did I . My response was because I like it and I dont do anything I dont like. He laughed at my brazen honesty.
Walt told me he has a friend but says there isnt much too it. This makes me wanna kick rocks,now dont get it twisted Im clearly feeling him. The issue is I dont want to be hurt or disappointed again. Iam not going to played for fool. Never before has he mentioned this friend, so its likely he is being truthful.
American Stone Construction and Design, 4950 N. Elson, Chicago, Il. 60630.� Owner is Marcel Somfelean. On Nov. 19, 2007 I signed a contract with the above company for 4 floor and 4 wall cabinets.� I gave them a deposit of $975.00 and the balance was $975.00� The delivery date would be before Dec. 25th.� Between Dec. 26 and Jan. 9, 2008 several appointments were made to deliver cabinets but they were all a no show.� So on Jan. l0, 2008 I filed a complaint at small claims court against the company for $975.00.�� On Jan. l2 I was notified the cabinets would be delivered in l0 minutes.� There were several discrepancies with the cabinets when the drivers came and Mr. Somfelean agreed to reduce balance to $600.00.� So I gave drivers a check for $600.00.
On Jan. 30, 2008 I found out that the cabinets I received were from Smart Company� and not from Armstrong Co.� Also Smart Co. was not producing the cabinets I received anymore.� The style and the stain of the cabinets I received were not the ones I ordered.� So I decided to go ahead and sue Mr. Somfelean for $975.00� The circuit court date was April 23rd.� On this date both Mr. Somfelean and I appeared in court.� The judge made a judgment for me for $350.00 plus court cost.� But Mr. Somfelean just walked out of court and didn't pay me.� I filed a citation notice but� it was not delivered as the company went out of business.��� Maxine Jaffee
7/6/2008 Journal - King Henry VIII and Family I'm King Henry VIII.� Sometimes it's said I'm full of beans for I married half a dozen queens.� Three have the same name - Kate - but each of them will have a different fate.� A couple of Annes and one called Jane are my queens' other names My children, they number three, Mary, Liz, and Edward, my heirs to be. Now all the nine have lines to say.� So� I bid farewell for another day. I'm Catherine of Aragon from Spain, the first wife of King Henry.� Our daughter's name is Mary, a good Catholic name.� But Henry, he wants a son.� So he divorces me without the Pope's consent and England becomes a Protestant government I'm Anne Bolyn, Henry's second wife.� He swore he'd cherish me all his life. But I too had a daughter, just a little bit of a thing, named Elizabeth. So when the King saw another, instead, he chopped off my poor head.
The very next afternoon I, Jane Seymour, became Henry's third wife and I had a son, Prince Edward.. Everyone thought my reign was pretty secure and tied but l2 days later I up and died.
I'm number four, Anne of Cleves from Germany.� Henry and I got married in January, l540. But Henry thought I was homely.� So that July, he asked me for a divorce. Knowing the fate of Catherine and Anne I agreed, of course.� In return, Henry was very generous to me.� I never remarried but I lived a very happy life and I was his last surviving wife.
I'm Catherine Howard, Henry's fifth wife.� Anne Bolyn and I are first cousins.� But I never thought that I would have the same fate - beheaded - half a dozen years later. Last came me, Catherine Parr.�� I took care of ailing Henry.� That was my fate.� So when he died I followed him� one� year later in l548.
I'm Edward VI, King of England.� Even though I'm only ten, I solemnly promise to be a good King to all Englishmen. For six� years I rule England from sea to sea until at age l6 I die of T.B. At last, I, Mary am queen.� But I must marry soon and have an heir else my sister, Elizabeth, will become the next ruler of this kingdom� Prince Phillip of Spain has agreed to come to England for us to be wed. Our marriage vows are done.� It looks like I have finally won.� Suddenly, Phillip becomes King of Spain and leaves��� England never to return again and soon after I die of cancer.
I'm Elizabeth I, queen of England.� My rule is fair to all my countrymen.� Freedom of religion and no strife or war makes my kingdom have much more than all the others before. King Phillip sends his Armada into the Channel.� To conquer England is his goal. But English ships and seamen are more bold.� After 45 years of reign my life is spent and I have seen my people increase their power, their knowledge, and their cent.
Right now, I'm sitting in my ex's house with his parents and brother. I know why I'm here, it's to keep me sane and to maybe get some sleep for the first time all week. The problem is that while I'm sitting here, I'm trying to work, but all the while, I'm wishing he was here. I say I don't believe in love...and at this point I don't, but when I was with him I knew it existed. I can't believe that I was able to feel something so strong that it changed my life. To feel something like that is unbelievable, but to lose it is unbearable. I'm sleeping in the bed that we shared and it's just not going to be the same without him next to me. I do miss him and I do still have him in my damn, good ole heart.
Amy M. wants a CMS system pronto.
They want to use juno to smbclient mount various shares from windows servers so they can copy the content from windows into a linux box. (juno)
Then use juno to spray the files into place every month.� Six files, once a month.� They don't want to do it manually anymore.
Grandpa Simpson is going to upgrade Augur to 3.0.2 today.� We'll deploy a 5.2 Gold image out to augur and check firewall rules to see how we can get the data moved out.
Investigate private VLAN for this.
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Kipper was having problems with turnstone so I raised memory to 5120 and restarted.� They rolled into swap briefly but it seems to be doing a little better now.
Ratface needs his password reset on genseed.� Need to find out which iteration/IP he's working on.
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Have to pull RHEL4GOLD into LM.� I copied a machine called mvalent out to cilantro, but I have to talk with Slick about getting it ready for the mvalent install.
LDAP testing this morning at 7:30.� I pulled stats and put them into a file.� Haven't sent them to Hoops yet.
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