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May. 30th, 2009 @ 12:35 am (no subject)
Today I had what I think is a bill collector call. I say "think" because they left a message that I cannot decipher and the number that comes up on my caller ID looks like a sort of "main" number that just goes to a call center or whatever. I have no idea who called or why, all I heard clearly is they are trying to collect some kind of debt and that I needed to call them back "by the end of the day today". Naturally I got the message at midnight and will have to wait the weekend. I have no idea what "debt" they're talking about, as to my knowledge I am current on all my bills. I have received no written communication and am inclined to dismiss it for that reason, but I know better than that.

Several years ago, I was current on a payment agreement with a credit card, and then one day out of the blue I got a very harassing phone call from someone at a collection agency who threatened me with all kinds of dire consequences if I did not pay them immediately. When I mentioned to them that I had not received written communication that the debt had been transferred or that I needed to make new arrangements and therefore would NOT be paying anything over the phone whatsoever, they pretty much freaked out. It turns out they were legit enough -- I got a letter some three days later. But still, I prefer written communication.

Especially in times like these, where the message was so garbled, I couldn't have hardly known if it was a bill collector or someone like my grandma. Which would be a challenge, really, since my grandma died quite some time ago. Also, and this is just a pet peeve of mine, the caller ID info gives a number which is most certainly not really connected to them and the "name" portion of the Caller ID says "No Name". These are calls of the worst sort. I mean, if the IRS wanted money from me, the ID would says "Internal Revenue Service". Even if they're just a collection agency, I need to know that. Putting "no name" or "toll free svc" or whatever just alerts me that this is a call I might not want to take (for the record, we were both out when the call arrived). I really don't know what to think about all this. I mean, I'm inclined to say that if they want money from me, they should be required by law to identify themselves, but you know, I'll bet it has something to do with privacy laws -- that way my roommates or whoever don't need to know that I'm getting calls from a debt collector. But you know, it's not like all that many people call with such vague (or missing) caller ID. I mean, "Unknown Caller" is a pretty well known pseudonym for such companies.

My plan is to call them on Monday (the "main number") and try to figure out if I can get to a real person who can tell me what is going on. Any other advice would be appreciated, if ya got it.
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Apr. 2nd, 2009 @ 04:53 pm just... no
There's this class I want (okay, pretty much NEED) to take, but it interferes somewhat with my current work schedule. Basically, it ends 15 minutes after I'm supposed to already be at work. There are three options here:
1) I can RUN across campus and get to work by 5:30 -- which is half an hour after I'm supposed to be there, but my manager is okay with that... problem is, I would have to immediately begin waiting tables -- and what if something crazy happens and I don't get out of class on time, or there's a wreck, or.. you know. Whatever.
2) I can switch that work day with my sister, who would be willing to work that day in exchange for me working her Sunday shift. Which is fine except... problem is... that means I would either be working or at school every single day without a break or a day off for at least 4 months. I REALLY don't like this option.
3) I can choose a different class, but that won't change the fact that I'm going to have to take this one eventually and I'll be having the same issues cause he always holds the class at the same day/time.

So... I emailed the prof and asked him his opinion... and he told me I needed to talk to the chair of undergrad studies.

I shouldn't be angry. I really shouldn't be angry. But I am... because I already talked to the chair, who suggested I ask the prof. And besides, it's HIS CLASS, and he should be the one to let me know if he can work with me on this or be able to offer suggestions.

So now, I'm not feeling so much inclined to put myself out at all to take his class -- I feel like if I'm gonna get brushed off, well then to hell with it.


GRR
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Circles
Feb. 7th, 2009 @ 10:44 am (no subject)
I took down the previous Whiny McWhinypants entry. I've almost never out and out deleted an entry before. I guess I'm mostly overwhelmed, partly because I've had the Ick and partly because I'm getting to the point, I think, in college where I actually have to do real work *grin* I know, I know. Whiny Whiny.

I do question my decision to stick with a German major though when it's unlikely that I'll ever have the kinds of opportunities I feel are necessary to really become a strong speaker. And I am morally opposed to teaching the language of a country I have never even visited, hehe.

And also.. even though I bitch and whine and moan about not doing well or whatever, it's a testament that I'm complaining because I want to get a straight 4.0, when most of the students I know would be thrilled to get 2.5 or 3.0.. my scale is so different from average. I'm complaining because why, again? I don't HAVE to work as hard as some people and I'm bitching because I have to work? Sometimes I don't know what gets into me. I realize that it doesn't help that I tend to only hang out with people who are highly intelligent, interesting, and talented. I'm lucky to have those kinds of opportunities. But it is a VERY humbling experience. College has been one of the more humbling experiences I've ever had.
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Circles
Dec. 26th, 2008 @ 08:53 pm (no subject)
Last updated six weeks ago.

Six weeks seems like such a long time. Six weeks ago was... before finals, before holidays, before I lost my heart (but we won't talk about that! anything but that!)

Six weeks was when my car worked reliably, my teeth didn't hurt, and my brain worked, at least theoretically.

Oh! The things I could have done! Oh! the things I might have said!
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Nov. 10th, 2008 @ 10:57 pm (no subject)
The syntactical nature of reality is really messing with my head these days. I've realized and re-realized that the world is made with words, and quite frankly, that's a little disconcerting (unless you need to manipulate reality, which is pretty tempting). Just the fact that everyone has to make their own symbolic connections with these words just freaking boggles me -- so many connections being made spontaneously. It really brings home to me the tenuousness and utter futility of existing. Everything we've ever named we have created. I'm not talking about natural phenomena, of course lightning will continue to strike, fish continue to swim. But all these ideas about relationships, the meaning of home, just... everything, only really a figment of our brains, a trick.

Many days I wonder if I'm dreaming or waking.

And then I wonder, what "I" means.

Then the morning routine begins. It feels like automatic pilot, hurrying towards an inevitable end. Constant cycles of waking and sleeping, living and dying, Somehow that's the only truly common experience.

So, since I'm a part of this bizarre blip, I might as well play into it... full knowledge and all. After all, life goes on...
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Oct. 28th, 2008 @ 10:17 pm (no subject)
I know... I KNOW... that people usually work really hard for what they have. And I know also that I am lucky in many regards..

But sometimes I'm so freaking envious, so jealous, so covetous..


I try to lose myself in fantasy to forget...
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leetah
Oct. 27th, 2008 @ 07:37 pm (no subject)
School is OMGBUSY right now. I'm trying to figure out my classes for nect semester. THey can't make it TOO Easy on me, can they? heh.

Right now, I'm seriously depressed while I'm at class because three of my five classes are focusing on racism and race relations in some way. In SOC 101, we're watching Crash, in ENG 230, we're discussing British Imperialist ideology and reading books about how the Brits wanted to colonise and civilise the "animals" aka the Dark Other aka the PEOPLE in the other countries. Oh and let's not forget that in GER 312, the book we're currently reading is about two kids in Germany in the second World War, one of which is Jewish and one of which is, naturally, part of the Hitler Youth, and all the issues surrounding Judaism and whatnot in that timeframe.

I MEAN it folks, next semester I want only classes with Rainbows, Hearts and Unicorns, because if I have to go through this again I may well lose whatever shred of respect I still carry for humanity.
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Circles
Oct. 27th, 2008 @ 07:28 pm (no subject)
Update on my Dad:

He's... well, he's still really unhealthy but is home now, as of a few days ago. My sister conveniently forgot to tell me that he had been moved to a different hospital for some procedures (grrrrr) and she also forgot to mention that he could receive phone calls and was evidently wondering why I wasn't calling. Yeah. But I'm not really so much mad as relieved.

Essentially, because he lived for so long making bad choices, he now doesn't have that option. There are things he simply CAN'T do now because he smoked for so long -- things he enjoyed immensely, and far more than smoking. I can't tell y'all enough, Smoking is bad, m'kay? So is overeating. But I'm not gonna get on a soapbox because god knows I don't have any to stand on. I do stuff I probably shouldn't all the time. But sheesh. Listen to your body. If something you're doing has a high probability of a long, painful death as a consequence, you gotta make sure you know what the hell you are doing. My dad? I honestly think he didn't give a damn. It wasn't until he was gasping for breath on the way to the ER and hooked up to some machine and needing his youngest daughter to help him to and from the bathroom that he realized that perhaps life was... or would have been... worth taking care of a bit more.

Everytime I consider eating a muffin now, the specter of my dad rises before me, taunting me with his cane and his oxygen tanks. If I wasn't neurotic about eating before, I may well be now.
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missing teeth
Oct. 27th, 2008 @ 07:22 pm (no subject)
I seem to have finally lost the ball off my sweet, internally threaded stud I was using as a nostril "ring". It's basically a labret stud with a small backing disc and the ball was also small. I've dropped it numerous times, because I'm not allowed to wear my nose jewelry at one of my workplaces and so am constantly having to change it out for a retainer. I've searched high and low for the ball, which is, of course, completely gone.

SO

I've now been searching the internet for ANY kind of 16 gauge jewelry that wouldn't be a big pain in the ass and also not $OMGEXPENSIVE$. It seems that 16 gauge nose jewelry is very uncommon. I don't mind buying a while new piece, but I do mind being taken advantage of simply because I have 16 gauge instead of 18 or 20.

There are a few piercing places in town that I am checking out, maybe tomorrow or Wednesday, depending on my time factor. Oh, the aggravation, it fucking kills me.
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Oct. 7th, 2008 @ 10:14 pm (no subject)
I need to do homework and too distracted. This doesn't bode well. I guess I need to talk to my profs tomorrow and let them know I may be making an emergency trip to Maryland.
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Circles
Oct. 7th, 2008 @ 09:04 pm (no subject)
My dad is in the ICU somewhere in Maryland. He's on a ventilator, though the nurses say he's stable. He is having heart problems, plus diabetes, plus the big one that I DIDN'T know about, emphysema... didn't know until today that he's back smoking again, two packs a day.

What am I going to do?

I called and left a message with his nurse to tell him that I love him and I'm thinking of him and to remember that I told him on Sunday not to die. He's not allowed to just die, not like that.

I can't even talk to him. And, to be melodramatic, I may not get to hear his voice again for a long time ("if ever", the little voice inside my head adds).
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cry
Oct. 7th, 2008 @ 12:56 pm (no subject)
Okay all you German folks.. hehe...


I'm wondering what you would consider "typical" German fare... like you know, we think of Hot Dogs and Hamburgers as "typically" American... and there's always "comfort foods" like umm, meatloaf and green bean casserole and whatever.. so I'm wondering about "typical" German foods. yes, I know about Wurst, I'm looking for something a little less obvious..

Ideas?
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It's FOOD!
Sep. 23rd, 2008 @ 02:44 pm the mighty Apocalypse
So which is better, Apocalypse Now or Apocalypse Now Redux? Any why?
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Sep. 22nd, 2008 @ 09:12 pm (no subject)
Today is a FFS day. The kind of day where I just look at the sky and yell "OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE" and stomp off. Because stompy is good.
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Sep. 15th, 2008 @ 04:11 pm (no subject)
So today has been an interesting day, as such.

One of my German classes was canceled, which wasn't bad but I was looking forward to the class, yanno? Then I decided to (once again)skip my geology class. Lord help me, I have a test there this Wednesday but it's multiple guess and/or true/false, depending on when the teacher "runs out of beer". I'm just gonna skim the chapters, make a note of important phrases, and hope to god it's not too awful. I didn't go to class last Friday either -- he never takes roll, and rarely gives a lecture that is in at all "lecture-like". I'm gonna have to do better. I am a bad girl. More on THAT later.

So in the time I was skipping class, I went to my English teacher's office hours and introduced myself and all that. She says, "Your reputation precedes you," to which I was like, "it does??" Turns out the English teacher I had last Fall took a shining to me (which I knew) and she went and bragged on me when she found pout I was in the lady's class. I'm shocked... SHOCKED, I tell you, as well as pleased. And terrified. I remember telling her, "I'll bet she didn't tell you how little confidence I have in my writing..."

Heh.
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Circles
Sep. 9th, 2008 @ 08:54 pm (no subject)
Yeah, you know, I know that every time I complain about something my kids have done (or not done, for that matter), there's someone back there rolling their eyes going, "Well, you chose to have them! If they're messing up, you shoulda raised 'em better in the first place". Or maybe not, but I know that voice inside my head is sorta saying it.

We're having more homework/lying about homework issues. So help me, the top of my head nearly blew straight off tonight when I discovered that MisTy told me she had her weekly homework done and she hadn't even opened the packet. This has happened before and she got an "incomplete" on the homework... and she goes, "I didn't have time to do it". Well, she gets about six hours a night in which to do it, so that's not gonna fly. Then she says, "I couldn't find a pencil". This is bearing in mind that she's literally standing over a pencil on the ground which is perfectly useful. And she has a whole DRAWER full of pencils. And this is the first she's said anything about needing a pencil, which is stupid for the reasons mentioned previously. (seriously... like 25 pencils, ready to go, with her other supplies).

So. Aggravating.
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Sep. 7th, 2008 @ 07:46 pm (no subject)
So, today Fuji and the kids and I went out to eat at some Mexi-place and I just felt crappy. I ate a ton, got all filled up and wanted nothing more than to go home into my dark room and relax, maybe take a little nap. Trying to keep my noggin from exploding.

Fuji's mom came and took the kids to the park, and he says, "let's go to the grocery!!" I don't know why, but I got really angry about this. I knew if we went to the grocery I would need to come inside and get my wallet, so I rushed outta the car and slammed the door. Or rahter, I shut the door. Hard. Harder than I knew.

Turns out I pushed the window off track inside the car door. Luckily (for me) the damn thing didn't break but unluckily (for me) we will need new weatherstripping and Fuji is highly pissed that he has to take the door apart twice (it's not the easiest thing to do).

*groan*

Needless to say, we didn't go to the grocery. However, any "rest" I would've gotten was pre-empted by *waves hand around* all this.
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ferret hat
Sep. 7th, 2008 @ 03:47 pm (no subject)
So I finally, after much searching, found an old old friend from the Dallas, TX area. When we were kids, we were enemies at first... though I don't know exactly why... and then fantastically close best friends for several years. When my family moved from Texas to Ohio, I spent the next two/three years writing long letters to her, none of which I sent. She was almost my imaginary friend in that regard. I remember visiting her and her family when I was thirteen. The years had been long enough to show how we'd grown apart, and yet it was an experience I would never trade. We lost contact around about my (our -- she's a mere two weeks younger than I am) 16th year. "Real Life" got in the way, and frankly I was losing a lot of friends at that point. I've been hoping to reconnect with her for years now. I finally found her, surprisingly enough... on Facebook. I'm finding EVERYONE on Facebook.

I'm so glad to at least by able to put my arrow on a picture and say.. "That's her. That's the one that reminds me of how it was to be seven again."
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fifteen
Sep. 5th, 2008 @ 06:43 pm (no subject)
So my first class of the day is Sociology 101, and the instructor's special area of interest is social inequality. This is fine, it's about what I expected. The NEXT class of the day is Intro to Literature, and the focus there is late 19th, early 20th century British Imperialist literature (Heart of Darkness, Mrs. Dalloway, Jane Eyre, etc). So I have two straight hours, essentially, of social inequality and THEN I go to German.

I think I'm being told something by this semester, and I'm not sure I like it, heh.
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Circles
Aug. 31st, 2008 @ 09:07 pm (no subject)
Sometimes I ask, and the Universe listens.

I have actually found the car I asked for. I wanted a 1985-ish Toyota Corolla 5-speed, at around $500. Mileage, looks, and a/c not a factor. Just something relatively reliable and good on gas.

I FOUND a car, on Craigslist of all places, which fits the bill neatly: 1988 Toyota Tercel 5 speed, $600. Pretty high mileage, but again, NOT CONCERNED. Looks like hell, is now sort of unintionally two-toned due to replacement body panels in another color and let's not discount the less than swank interior. But it's a 5-speed! It runs! It's a Toyoyta! And best of all, I no longer have to make my husband drive me all over town like a chauffeur and maybe we can all actually survive.

The shock is... electrifying.
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