Frustrated.
Aug. 9th, 2006 12:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angelak*sighs*
Supreme frustration about people and things this morning.
And Mom isn’t even online to vent to, and nor is Jim on WoW to vent to either.
*sighs sighs sighs*
More hassle. The tree in my yard. The landlord and the fact that no matter how hard I try to keep my lawn mowed – it is always said that I don’t mow my lawn, because I struggle getting it done ALL the time. There is always a couple of weeks here or there where I forget/become very busy and then the people say that I “don’t mow my lawn.” As in, ever.
The truth is that it does get mowed! :/
It’s depressing. This sort of rap, is depressing to me. I try really hard to get that done. The one thing that slides the most when I get overwhelmed with things to do is my yard work. Because I’m not very good at it, and it’s just me. I forget things like watering the bushes. So, comes the complaint about my lack of watering the rhodies.
And when I read this stuff, it really gets me down.
And the more and more this happens, the less and less I appreciate the benefits of my living situation, because as the years draw on, I am just upset with it.
I am upset I live with no room mates.
I am upset that I have no privacy from my co-workers.
I am upset that on my days off, people can see directly into my yard and make comments about what I am up to.
I am upset that I couldn’t even take pictures of my car in the parking lot without a co-worker shouting across the parking lot asking me what I was doing.
I am upset that it never feels like I leave work at night, because the parking lot is one in the same.
I am upset that my efforts at being anything near on top of the lawn or the rest of the yard, ends in me feeling like shit.
I know the benefits. I do. I realllllly do. I lived an hour away from work for 2 years.
Nobody needs to fucking preach to me about this. But there is such a thing as too close, and as much as I love the yard for my dogs and they love it too – I am just a poor gardener and I really dislike the negative energy surrounding it.
I am also upset today that I cannot finally get over a hang up I had (negativity surrounding gaming) and joke in my own FUCKING journal, without someone posting some goddamned game-addiction fucking site.
THAT was really the last straw. 2 Christopher’s have annoyed me in 20 minutes of each other.
Christopher number one thought it was clever to be a squeaky wheel about his radio show, making it sound like some mission-critical problem when I had like 20 billion other REAL requests to deal with.
Go fucking cry about your ridiculous radio show to someone else. If you wouldn’t have the balls to call my boss about your issue, why the hell are you asking me about it?
He got blown off.
I was disappointed because my schedule got off kilter.
And now I am just outright irritable thanks to the email and the FW about my lawn, my bushes, and my tree.
Oh, nevermind.
-Angela
Supreme frustration about people and things this morning.
And Mom isn’t even online to vent to, and nor is Jim on WoW to vent to either.
*sighs sighs sighs*
More hassle. The tree in my yard. The landlord and the fact that no matter how hard I try to keep my lawn mowed – it is always said that I don’t mow my lawn, because I struggle getting it done ALL the time. There is always a couple of weeks here or there where I forget/become very busy and then the people say that I “don’t mow my lawn.” As in, ever.
The truth is that it does get mowed! :/
It’s depressing. This sort of rap, is depressing to me. I try really hard to get that done. The one thing that slides the most when I get overwhelmed with things to do is my yard work. Because I’m not very good at it, and it’s just me. I forget things like watering the bushes. So, comes the complaint about my lack of watering the rhodies.
And when I read this stuff, it really gets me down.
And the more and more this happens, the less and less I appreciate the benefits of my living situation, because as the years draw on, I am just upset with it.
I am upset I live with no room mates.
I am upset that I have no privacy from my co-workers.
I am upset that on my days off, people can see directly into my yard and make comments about what I am up to.
I am upset that I couldn’t even take pictures of my car in the parking lot without a co-worker shouting across the parking lot asking me what I was doing.
I am upset that it never feels like I leave work at night, because the parking lot is one in the same.
I am upset that my efforts at being anything near on top of the lawn or the rest of the yard, ends in me feeling like shit.
I know the benefits. I do. I realllllly do. I lived an hour away from work for 2 years.
Nobody needs to fucking preach to me about this. But there is such a thing as too close, and as much as I love the yard for my dogs and they love it too – I am just a poor gardener and I really dislike the negative energy surrounding it.
I am also upset today that I cannot finally get over a hang up I had (negativity surrounding gaming) and joke in my own FUCKING journal, without someone posting some goddamned game-addiction fucking site.
THAT was really the last straw. 2 Christopher’s have annoyed me in 20 minutes of each other.
Christopher number one thought it was clever to be a squeaky wheel about his radio show, making it sound like some mission-critical problem when I had like 20 billion other REAL requests to deal with.
Go fucking cry about your ridiculous radio show to someone else. If you wouldn’t have the balls to call my boss about your issue, why the hell are you asking me about it?
He got blown off.
I was disappointed because my schedule got off kilter.
And now I am just outright irritable thanks to the email and the FW about my lawn, my bushes, and my tree.
Oh, nevermind.
-Angela
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Date: 2006-08-09 08:20 pm (UTC)I figured you were joking about the addiction thing, which is why I thought you would find the article I linked for you to be amusing. Apparently you are not in that frame of mind this morning. Got it.
It wasn't meant to be judgemental or high-handed or anything like that, just a curiosity that I found that article while trolling through news stories at the same time as I read your earlier post. It's OK to let me know if I'm being too much of a smartass. It's part of my nature. Heck, my company's COO signed a note to the effect of granting one of my unofficial titles as "Company Smartass".
Hope the rest of your day gets better...
Hey fella
Date: 2006-08-09 10:38 pm (UTC)And the gaming issue with me - goes WAY back. More than just this post, more than just this year.
This is something that has caused some internal turmoil and it has a lot of associations and stuff for me. So sometimes some smartass comments are okay, I think you just hit a spot and I wasn't in the frame of mind to be discreet.
I was flying off the handle.
My apologies, dear.
-Angela
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Date: 2006-08-09 08:52 pm (UTC)Hugs
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Date: 2006-08-10 12:58 am (UTC)Rotating sprinkler?
Date: 2006-08-10 02:02 am (UTC)Just a thought.
Re: Rotating sprinkler?
Date: 2006-08-10 04:02 am (UTC)It's the fact that it's too late to compensate for the fact I was totally unaware of how bad my stuff needed watered.
Does that make sense?
Cause seriously. I can use a hose - that is easy.
It's just that I entirely wasn't aware of the situation and I already appear shitty enough as it is.
Like I need ONE more yard issue to haunt me... ja.
:/
I suck.
-Angela