I NEED A THERAPIST!!!!

Oh my WORD!! I have issues! Worse ones than I thought. I'm so ticked at myself that I just sat at my computer for 2.5 hours doing what should have taken 15 minutes, that I'm going to spend more time here telling you all about it. So, I have no more memory on my junk computer that I'm ready to attack with a sledge hammer. So I have a bunch of pictures on my computer that I want to get off there. The CD burner doesn't work, so I thought I'd get an USB flashdrive with lots of memory and start transfering away. So I look online a bit, go to Staples and Walmart, then come back home to my computer. There was a website that was cheaper than anything I found, so I was going to order from there (tiger direct - you might want to check them out for all your electronic needs). And I should mention that I should have just stuck to this plan because they had a nice amount to choose from in various amounts of GBs. Very manageable. But noooo... I remembered that I have a credit on my pay pal account, so if I went on ebay, I could get one for practically FREEEEEE!! Oh HOOORAY! This was the beginning of the end... what was I thinking. Try typing in flashdrives in an ebay search. There's like 9 million of them. So I narrowed it down to sellers in North America cause I didn't have peace about buying one from Hong Kong. So that narrowed it down to about 60 pages of flash drives. So I looked at the very first page and I thought - wow, there's lots of good options. I should just not even let myself look any further. So I THOUGHT I had it narrowed down to 3. But none of them grabbed me. Ya know what I mean? It's all about presentation. There's one with an attached cap which would be nice cause I perpetually loose things, but it looked ugly and manly, like a pocketknife or something. There were 2 others, both had brandnames that I recognized, so they would have been fine, but they weren't sleek and cute enough. So I made the grave error of going to page number 2. And so on and so forth. Page after page of almost the perfect one, but something just a little bit wrong, or too expensive. Like I might be way off base, but I didn't want to buy one without a brand name of some sort listed. So there were some cute sleek ones, but no brand name. And then I'd see certain sellers so many times I'd start to think that I really SHOULD by something from him. Hellllllloooo!!! As if he KNEW who I was and that I had looked at 300 of his flashdrives and would be hurt if I didn't buy one from him. And then the longer and longer it took the more and more irritated I was getting at how irrational I was and the fact that I chose what college to go to in less time than it was taking me to buy this stupid flashdrive. In the end, I did use my credit so I only paid about 9 bucks. I got one that is black with some green on it and is also waterproof because I like to sit at my computer desk and drool excessively and sometimes randomly throw water at stuff. Oh, and this brand (Adata, which I've never heard of and my brother will probably write and tell me it's the worst in the universe) had a much cuter one in black and orange and I like orange better than green, but the green one was cheaper. And now that the day is half shot, I should go do something productive

a series of unfortunate events....

Hey all - I had some more tid bits I was going to add to that last post and over the weekend, the post material just kept multiplying, so here goes. Okay, so here's a series of unfortunate financial events. It begins last Sunday. A friend came over the evening to help me do my taxes. Ah yes that exciting time of year when we start to like the government because they give back some of our hard earned cash - and usually a pretty nice chunk. Well anyway, my taxes were really simple to do - we went through and then came to the point in the computer where it was calculating everything. The screen showed this clock with hands turning and we were staring spell bound at the screen in deep anticipation when the little number 32 popped up. Our jaws just dropped in bitter disappointment. Yep, that's right. While the rest of North America is buying cars and computer, I get to go out for supper. I did get a bit more from state, but nothing exciting. Okay, that was Sunday. Monday I went to work and came home for lunch. While home I decided to grab the mail and my cell phone bill was waiting for me. My cell phone bill which is normally about 55 bucks, I might add. I opened it up and to my... surprise is not the right term... shock and horror, I was greeted by the number 567.99! What in God's green earth is going on??? It somehow just messes with your sense of reality and stability to see such a thing! Being the brain that I am, I immediately picked up my cell phone and called Baton Rouge in the middle of the day. Anyway, I took the bill in to the cell phone place later in the day and it is in the process of being sorted out. It does appear that I was charged for many calls that I shouldn't have been. It's pretty sad when your tax refund can't even pay for half your cell phone bill. Okay, so THEN on Thursday I was headed to the Indy airport to pick up Dave. My car (which I have spent precious little on the last 4 years) was making a hideously loud noise which grew louder the faster I went. It basically sounded like it wanted to take off. I was talking to my roommate on the phone and started feeling really woozy and slurring my words and stuff. So I pulled over at a gas station and went in and called Keith, my mechanically minded brother in law. He said it sounded like I was probably leaking carbon monoxide into the car and asked if I drove over any curbs or such things recently. I sorta said something along the lines of yeah, that's a semi-regular experience for me, but there was an incident this past week when this curb just jumped out of nowhere and .... okay, so he told me to drive with the windows down to the airport which I did while still feeling a bit woozy and talking on the phone so I was a solid block of ice till I got there - quite late. So Dave and I tried to decide what to do and Keith advised not driving the car on to Cincy. So because Dave has triple A we ended up getting it towed for next to nothing. And got to Cincy after 3 A.M. Took the car to a mechanic the next day and to make a long story short, he found that a wheel bearing was very bad and needed to be replaced, but he could not find anything that was leaking any type of anything into the car. Oh, I should add that the car burned gas like there was no tomorrow on this trip. He could find no reason for that. So he suggest some more work that would cost a pile of money in addition to the $300 worth of work that he did on it. Which also meant that unless he's very wrong, we had the car towed and I drove with the windows down for no reason and who knows why I felt like passing out when I was in the car. Then today I was driving home and just enjoying making um... good time and watching Lucy's arrival time drop lower and lower when out of the blue... yeah, you can guess where this is going and I don't think I can type it out for you. But last time this happened, which was 5 years ago, I was working at the bank and had to get a money order there and consequently endure their taunting. So yeah, I this concludes my tale of tossing money to the wind. hopefully! At least I got to see Dave this weekend. As a sidenote, I was out for lunch today with the man who invented Always feminine products. You want my autograph now, don't you?