Your Job’s A Joke

here i am freaking out because i can not see my previous entry.  then i remember just how i posted it.  gads, i am pathetic.
goodnight again

So No One Told You Life Was Going To Be This Way

So, yeah.
I think I am going crazy.
For real this time.
All the various issues I have had to deal with over the last 2 or 3 months, mostly at work, are getting to me in a serious way now.
My self control has been slipping in a serious way as a result of this.  I pretty much lost it the other night at work.  Needless to say, I am surprised that I still actually have a job.  The catch is, however, that was but a small preview of what is in store for whomever my wrath winds up being directed at if I completely lose it though. 
I really don't want that to happen.
So, I have done the only thing I can think to do.  The 10, 11, 12, & 13 of July I have requested off.  Mental Health Days.  Everyone needs them on occasion.  The whole two days off in a row thing is great, oh sure, but sometimes you really need more than that to get your stuff back together.  If that can hold me over until September, that will rock.  It would seem that a friend of mine from work has decided to take me to Las Vegas.  How fun will that be?
Anyway.
The only things holding my mind together at this point are my books and my sleep.
I got hold of Song of Susannah (Dark Tower VI) from the library.  Finshed that in 2 days.  Since I first picked up that one about 7 days ago, I started over with The Gunslinger (Dark Tower I).  I have now gone straight through to the point of being about 1/7 of the way through Wizard & Glass (Dark Tower VI).  We're talking about 1,532 pages in the last 9 days.
While I am thinking about it, I think I am going to need to get hold of Wolves of the Calla (Dark Tower V) and renew VI so I can make it through from start to finish.  Should take me another 6 days or so.   After that, I plan to pick up the Rat books (10 in all).  Then I am going to go back to work on this Elric Business (11 there).  That is my plan at least.  Maybe I will get through it all in the next week and a half, we shall see.
Now for the reason behind this post:
I am going to be very scarce for the next week and a half or so.  I am doing this not because I hate you all and don't want to talk to any of you, but because I fear what I may say or do.
I was about to go and write something here, but I realized that it was going to be a differently worded version of the above paragraph.
Stupid mind.
Or, rather, lack thereof.
So, goodnight for awhile.  I might keep you all up to date.  I need a project, so chances are, I will start reworking the grey site.  We shall see. 
Something like that usually helps me out, any layout suggestions or designing tips you have would be greatly apprecieated.  I am also looking to learn a bit more about style sheets.  Any assistance and or links would be great, but don't hurt yourself.
Also, I have galeharpring@gmail.com for your emailing pleasures.
Thanks
Gale

Got Goldfishes

Actual event from work the other night:
Woman comes and orders a fish sandwich.  We make it and give it to her.
Not five minutes later she is back at the counter.  Her purpose?  Return the uneaten fish sandwich for a roast beef sandwich.  Her reason?
"I can't eat this 'cause I ain't got no teeth!"
The woman is in her late twenties or early thirties.
So, she gets the sandwich she wants and as she is turning around to go sit down, the guy she is with comes up and starts yelling at her.
"YOU REALLY NEED TO GO BUY SOME TEETH WOMAN!"
My god, what a wonderful area I work in.

Way Down Inside

This is great

Rising Up Through The Air

Mozilla Lightningbug
I downloaded the FireSomething extension for my firefox broswer.  Great stuff there!
It gives you a product name generated from a customizable list.  Fun stuff there.
OOh! The main window was closed and reopened, and it came up as Mozilla Seastarfish.
It has 3 columns.
1. Vendor (Mozilla)
2. Prefixes (Fire)
3. Names (Fox)
Feel free to make some suggestions, especially in the vendor category.
I have added Radio Scrap and Beef Repository.
Fuego and Torgo have been added to the prefix browser, but that is the most creative I have come up with thus so far.
This message has been brought to you from my  LJ Client extension.

Down In The Tunnels Trying to Make It Pay

Music: Walk of Life ~ Dire Straits
I went off to sleep without saying anything to anyone, but someone who I have not seen for just over 2 years called and was all "So, ya wanna do something in the morning? 'Cause I have something for you that I have been carrying around for like the last 6 months, and seeing as how I am leaving again very early thursday morning, and yeah."
She went off to Oklahoma several years ago, and was in town for a couple of days this week. Seemingly got my cell phone number from one of the like 3 people I know from school that I still talk to.
Anyway, she got me the first 4 Dark Tower books. Her logic was "all your copies are all worn out and very sad looking, I know you won't replace them until the pages and covers fall off (she knows me so well), so I got you some of the new ones. Look! They're all shiny and black and and and yeah, isn't it cool!?"
To which I thanked her and then we wandered about doing things in Greenwood for a few hours.
I almost forgot how much I miss her sometimes.

Start Spreading The News

Gale is entertained right now.
It is strange.
Gale just picked up the entire run of The Critic.  Gads, Gale forgot how great this show is.  Gale has been laughing almost non-stop.
Great suff!

Wine And Women

That's right, I'm dead.
Dead as a can of Spam.
Went out with my...friend tonight. She was half an hour late, no surprise there, but it worked out well. We sat about talking for far longer than we should have, considering we were both more or less dead.
After that, I vaguely remember going home, where upon reaching the couch to remove my shoes, I remember nothing. Until I regained consciousness about 10 minutes ago, while still wearing one shoe.
So, I apologize for everything. It was, however, worth the death and stuff I had to deal with through the night.

The Echoes Of A Distant Time Come Willowing Across The Sand

Wherein I express my opinion that General Mills needs to get their act together

I was recently treated to a sort of epiphany. The things that kids nowadays do that are being blamed upon the so called "violent video games" are not soley responsible for the actions of these unruly youths.
As a child these kids were subjected to television commercials advertising breakfast cereals from a certain company. These commercials made things like petty larceny, arrest without just cause, and cannibalism (assumed, but still) look okay. If the parents are not around to instill a value system into the child that says "Hey, kid! Stealing things, standing idly around watching people get chased by cops for no reason, and eating people is wrong. Don't do it!!," than it is more the parent's falt than anything that the kid is screwed up to start with.
Now, on to what I am referring to.
The rabbit on the Trix commercials is a good place to start. I am torn between my desire to see the rabbit get the Trix, but on the other hand, I am tired of watching him try to steal them. Why doesn't he just go buy his own? I mean think about it, stealing the Trix is much the same as stealing candy from a baby. Granted, the kids he is always trying to get them from are stuck up little snot-nosed brats who may have it coming, but the kids' parents are the ones shelling out their hard earned cash for the cereal. The kids may deserve having the stuff stolen, but techincally that stupid rabbit is stealing the money from the parents. How is that a good infulence?
Also, Lucky the Leprechaun. He can not seem to eat or whatever he wants to do with his lucky charms in peace. He is always being hounded by the snot-nosed brats who are trying to steal his stuff. He seems unable to work any of his Leprechaun magic to deter those meddling kids. Honestly, the things that Leprechaun goes through just to eat breakfast everyday.
The parents actually miss these things that are scarring their kids from an early age?
You think the petty larceny is not enough?
Take the Cookie Crisp dog. Constantly being hounded by the cop. That Irish git is always after him. What is the dog's crime? Wanting to eat cookies for breakfast. How is that a crime? Answer me that. If anything, feeding kids cookies for breakfast makes a very happy kid. I speak from personal experience here. I can look back with fondness at the mornings I woke up only to find that dad had brought home a bag filled with cookies to have for breakfast. Those were decidedly much happier days for me.
Anyway, I think that stupid smeg-head of a cop needs to get his priorites straight. He needs to do something about that rabbit's kleptomania problem, and he needs to sit those kids who seem to discriminate against Leprechauns down and have a nice long talk with them, preferably involving the head breaker he tended to carry around.
Also, the cop needs to look into the disappearance of the other two Cinnamon Toast Crunch chefs. Years ago there were 3 of them. Two tall thin ones and a shortish fat git. The two thin ones were, one day, just gone, and the last one seems to have put on a few extra pounds, No explaination for either occurance that I remember.
So, yeah, in short, General Mills needs to re-evaluate their commercials, and that cop needs to stop being a lazy git and start taking care of the real crimes. The racism, larceny, and cannibalism.
If these things happen, then our kids won't be subjected to having their already fragile values systems shaken, so hard, possibly that it winds up being destroyed merely by a cereal advertisement.
Think about it people. That's all I ask.

The More I Think About It, Seems To Me

Music: Everybody's Dead Dave ~ Red Dwarf
These be mp3 files. Just click and wait for a few moments. They should start playing after a bit.
Good for a laugh.
Everybody's dead, Dave
Dave's crimes against humanity
Quotes from Red Dwarf's first television season.
Good stuff. Really.

Here I Am, Yes It’s Me

Music: Here I Am ~ Lyle Lovett
As I sit here thinking about it, I am reading quite the appropriate book.
Elric: Song of the Black Sword.
Elric is quite possibly one of the most depressing hero-type characters who was ever concieved. This is appropriate because I realized that today is the one year mark of the start of what wound up being quite possibly the most depressing year of my life.
I might elaborate further later on.
We shall see.

Love (Cheese) Is All You Need

Dr. Fitzkee's Lucky Astrology Diet
The problem with the diets of today is that most women who do acieve that magic weight, seventy-six pounds, are still fat. Dr. Fitzkee's Lucky Astrology Diet is a sure-fire method of reducing with the added luxury that you never feel hungry.
Here's how the diet works:
Foods Allowed:
First Month: One egg
Second Month: A raisin
Third Month: Pumpkin pie with whipped cream and chocolate sauce.
If after the third month you haven't gotten to your dream weight, try lopping off parts of your body until those sales tip just right for you.

Jeepers Creepers

oh, skippee

Let Me Fly Far Away From Here

It's cold outside, there's no kind of atmosphere.
I'm all alone, more or less.
Let me fly, far away from here.
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.
I want to lie shipwrecked and comotose,
Drinking fresh mango juice,
Goldfish shoals nibbling at my toes.
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun
Fun, fun, fun in the sun, sun, sun.

It’s Cold Outside

So. Yeah
"In fifty years time, the second World War will start."
"What's so great about that?"
"Millions of people will come to life, and Hitler will retreat across Europe, liberate France and Poland, dismantle the Third Reich, and then bug off back to Austria. What's not to love?"
"Santa Clause. What a bastard!"
"Who?"
"You know, the fat git who sneaks down little kids' chimneys late at night and steals their favorite toys?
Picked up Red Dwarf Series III on DVD this afternoon. Good stuff there.

I Did Not Say Much, I Just Stood There Watching As That .45 Told Them Goodbye

The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy has a few things to say on the subject of towels.
A towel, it says, is the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound he cold moons of Jaglon Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kafrofoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for hand-to-hand combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or to avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (a mind-bogglingly stupid animal--daft as a brush, but very very ravenous); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.
More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitchhiker) discovers that a hitchhiker has a towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, washcloth, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet-weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitchhiker any of these or a dozen other items that a hitchhiker might accidentally have "lost." What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the Galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through and still know where his towel is, it is clearly as man to be reckoned with. Hence a phrase that has passed into hitchhiking slang, as in "Hey, you sass that hoopy Ford Prefect? There's a frood who really knows where his towel is." (Sass: know, be aware of, meet, have sex with; hoopy: really together guy; frood: really amazingly together guy.)
"If you want to survive in life, you've got to know where your towel is."