Saturday, March 28, 2009

A friend of mine posted this on LJ

...I IMMEDIATELY thought of you, girl!

Friday, March 27, 2009

OMG I hope I hope I hope!!!



Well I finally own the fourth Futurama movie. I made a journal a few months back. I'm thinking of starting it soon. God knows when/if I'll find the motivation to start the project, but I'm thinking more and more on it. It's called FuturamaFanatic. I'm going to watch and review all 4 seasons, including the movies (which count as season 5 I think)...and hope and pray they come out with a 6th season.

Out of all the movies, the first (Bender's Big Score) was probably my favorite, probably because I, along with every other diehard Futurama fan out there, was DYING to see/own it. The second movie (Beast with a Billion Backs)...was disappointing, but still, Futurama crap is still pretty decent. I loved Bender's Game (hated the ending though) and though I loved Into the Wild Green Yonder, I kind of thought the ending there was a bit of a gyp too. It felt rushed.

I may have to make my own layout for my Futurama journal because I don't think it should look generic. I don't know. I suck at layout making so we'll see. I'm also thinking of making one for Blogger and xposting if I can get the same name.

Speaking of TV shows I LOVE, I miss Meerkat Manor. Will Animal Planet ever air it again? I LOVE Meerkat Manor! If not, I may have to buy the seasons. I've watched every episode.

I also really like the show Escape to Chimp Eden. I'd like to see this show come back also.

I don't know why, but I can't seem to get as into Orangutan Island or Dark Days in Monkey City. Not that I haven't tried, but I'm just not that into it. I'm a damn weirdo.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Tweets, twits or twats

A Twitter rant.

No offense to those who use/like it...but it has to be said. I FUCKING HATE TWITTER! Hate it with an all consuming, burning, flaming pile of hot, hot hate. I seriously think that the world is conspiring to kill all thought. 99.999% of Twitter posts are extremely pointless crap that no one cares to read. 99.1% of Tweets or Twats or whatever the hell it's called even the people who posts them don't care to read. What is the point? Because I don't give a rats ass, really. I don't even like to know what I do every few minutes of the goddamn day. Whoever came up with this needs to have their intestines ripped out of their bunghole, slit with razor blades, covered in salt and shoved right back up there.

I say we start Twatter.com. This site will only be used to inform our friends of our shits and nothing else. No “I am drinking coffee at McDonalds” or "My dog just did the cutest thing!" twatters, but rather “Hey, just took a really big dump. It's sticking out of the water” or "Twas awful squishy today. Maybe I shouldn't have had those beans."

It would be more interesting than the vast majortity of crap posted on Twitter. If I offended you, well, honestly can't say I give a shit. I'm allowed to bitch about it on my journal, and you're allowed to post em on yours.

Monday, March 23, 2009

Well, ended up quitting.

(Written March 22, 2009, ganked from my LJ)

Billie told me yesterday that my scheduled time was 2-10. She said, "I have the schedule right in front of me."

Well, my manager calls around noon and tells Scott that I'm supposed to be in at 11. 11-7. So basically, she deliberately lied to me. I walked in to work today, and I asked Mike if I was in danger of being fired. He said, "No, but I am going to write you up."

I thought about it all of 2 seconds before I said, "You know, I'll just save you the trouble. I quit. Goodbye." And I caught Scott before he was able to leave me behind. Why should I be wrote up when the market manager who had the schedule in front of her told me the wrong time on purpose, probably intending that I get wrote up!

If I'm working for someone that petty and immature, I seriously don't have to put up with it. I don't have to work. I have a chronic mental illness. I am on disability. I work part time sometimes to make a little extra money and to help out the company I'm working for. I am a loyal and trustworthy and hardworking person. I will not work for a company that hires people that deliberately lie to their employees to get them in trouble. I don't think she thought I'd quit, well she had another thing coming. You can't fire someone if they quit.

Good luck finding someone as good at the job as I was, willing to work all weekends. I prefer weekend work because most of the time I don't have my daughter on weekends. So really, its their loss, not mine.

I came within 2 inches of quitting my job tonight

(Written March 21, 2009, ganked from my LJ)

I made an arrangement with my manager and another coworker that I would not work tonight, I would work on Sunday because they had me scheduled me too many hours. Well Billie, the marketing manager, called me tonight, *twenty minutes* after my supposed scheduled shift and said, "You're scheduled to work today,". I called her back and told her that I had made an arrangement with Mike (my manager) and another coworker, blah blah blah.

She started yelling at me. Told me if I didn't make it in tonight, I was fired. We got into a huge argument, I told her I couldn't because I had no one to watch my daughter (it was a lie, but it's the principal of the thing, and her tone was pissing me off and besides, I had done the right thing! She told me it was my responsibility to check my schedule. I told her I DID, that's why I made that arrangement and I would try (another lie) but I did not think I could make it in. She threatened to fire me tonight, because I was "calling in". I then informed her I'm NOT calling in, I thought the arrangement was a go so technically, NO, I'm not calling in.

The phone conversation ended with me bawling (I was crying, I was that pissed off.) About two seconds before I was going to pick up the phone to call her back and tell her I quit, she called me back, said "she thought about what I said" and ended up Donna was coming in to work for me but I had to come work for her tommorrow. I told her "that's what I was going to do *anyway*". She apologized, but I told her "thank you, but right now I'm not ready to accept it." And I'm not. I DO NOT appreciate being yelled at and threatened by someone who is supposed to be a professional.

So I'm calling in on Monday, my birthday, and I'm talking to HER boss to register a formal complaint. You can do it anonymously, but I'm NOT going to do it that way. I'm giving my name, and telling whoever it is that I WANT her to know it's me registering the complaint and also for her to feel free to talk to me about it if she feels she can be an adult and we will work it out like adults. I'm also letting her boss know that I'm going to him/her because at this time, I don't feel safe talking to her about it. Plus she deserves it. If anyone EVER talks to me the way she did today, I will quit on the spot. I'm also letting her boss know that I do have a chronic mental illness, furthermore Billie KNOWS I have a chronic mental illness and you do not yell at and threaten someone who is in a precarious mental state, especially if you have full knowledge of that fact.

I may just be a peon, and she may think she's big shit because she's the new marketing manager, but I am still a human being and I would NEVER talk to anyone the way she talked to me today. She needs to learn that just because she's a big cheese, she still needs to show decorum and respect for the people under her. If that's the type of person I'm going to have to work for, I'm not too sure I will be working there much longer.

Intro post

I'm on here mainly because of my friend who hopped over here from LJ. So really, I've never had a regular blogger journal before...but I may try and keep this one up and active. Blah blah blah, more intro stuff.

Hi. My name is Jami. Today is my 30th birthday. I have a boyfriend, Scott, whom I've been with for over 51/2 years. We live together with my 6 year old daughter. I consider myself a gnostic Christian, and am very interested in Novus Spiritus.

My main hobbies are I like to write poetry, I love to play The Sims 2, playing with my daughter, and spending quality time with friends and family. I am currently on disability for a chronic mental illness and if you have an issue with that you STFU and go away please.


I do comment some...but I don't always comment if I don't have something to say. I do always read. There are times when I update 10 times a day, and sometimes once every couple of days. At times, I feel very antisocial. Every thought I have typically goes into my journals. I am brash, unapologetic and offensive. In my journal. I always show my friends, and their journals, the same respect I expect in mine. However, if you make me think too much, I will write about it in my journal. If I agree, typically I'll link or mention you by name. If I do not, I'll do you the courtesy of not linking you, but I WILL talk about it. I have friends of all sorts, liberals and conservatives, Christians and pagans. Pro life and pro choice. I am capable of showing respect for every viewpoint, even if I disagree with it.

I am borderline obsessed with the TV show Futurama. I have all 4 box sets AND Bender's Big Score, Beast with a Billion Backs and Bender's Game. I'm going to be buying Into the Wild Green Yonder soon and will probably buy anything else that comes out.

The only things I will not tolerate in a friend is homophobia, racism, and pedophilia or those who knowingly live with/have their children near pedophiles. Every one of those kind of people make me want to puke. I'd sad I even have to add that last part. Yes, I have met 2 woman, one online and one offline who did exactly that. Having been a victim of sexual abuse, I think any woman who knowingly puts their child at risk of it needs to have razor blades dipped in salt and shoved up her ass.

So yeah. That's me in a nutshell.