cheyenne

sometimes i just get so frusterated lately. I'm sure it has alot to do with my monetary/job situation. I feel bad for jeff because I tend to get shorttempered with him lately, too. (and i'm not pregnant and it's not that time.) hell, i've even been getting frusterated about things on here. for example, I've been making jewelry lately and posted some things to sell. has anyone shown any interest?? nope. people can put up crappy drawings and ugly stuffed animals made of felt and sell em for outrageous prices but for some reason, no one wants my stuff. there are people who take random beads, string em and sell em. I don't get it...really....my stuff is quality...glass, gemstones, swarovski, etc. no plastic, no sweatshop crap, none of that.
i've seen the most retarded junk sell. or the fact that I keep being told i'm over fucking qualified for all the jobs I apply for. WTF, mate...then why can't i have the damn job?? I added up all my apps (yes, I actually track this sort of thing.) and I have applied for over 200 fucking jobs since i got to texas. And i'm really getting tired of trying.
In a last ditch effort to find work, I took off my military experience since that seems to be what gets a lot of bra straps in a twist around here and I put my married name on it in hopes they will think i might fill some sort of affirmative action quota. (they seem to do alot of that here. Yay for racism in action.)
going to the mall tomorrow. Since I can't find work in a professional office, guess I gotta do it the highschooler way and try for retail. Fukken people around here are really stupid. I actually had one attorney tell me that he works with unschooled paralegals. um, ok....because you can't legally call yourself a paralegal unless you go through the process....but whatever...that's just who I want helping me out with a civil suit, an unschooled paralegal. People never cease at shocking the living fuck out of me.
sometimes it seems like the only sanity I have is Illyria and her human pet and my human pet. (those are the types of pets we happen to have entered into a legally binding type of relationship...aka...husbands) and of course all the animals I have running around my house but sometimes they add to my stress levels too. Like, right now, for example, these two damn kittens are in my little craft/sacredspace/office room. they break shit in here...I had a brand new chalice for all of two days before it shattered into a million pieces...but they're still cute. well, except when they break shit. And Leila won't stop chewing shit up....
List of shit leila ate
Shit
PS2 controllers (both of them)
Bloodrayne 2
Kya game
10 things I hate about you dvd
my jack in the box lunch
cell phone charger
my replacement cell phone charger
1 pair nine west shoes
1 pair steve madden shoes
1 pair reef flipflops
1 pair payless shoes
1 pair Merrill running shoes
13 books
3 rolls papertowels
4 decorative pillows
my sonic lunch
5 collars (she chews them off)
1 lightbulb
7 cd cases
4 stuffed animals
the carpet by the front door
the carpet by my bedroom door
the coffeetable
the wall (yes, there is a hole in my wall all the way to the woodbeam that is about a foot in diameter)
and I don't wanna keep going because I have the sudden urge to make her take a bath. she hates baths.
but, at least my box of 61 herbs came today....been making magickal sachets. gotta get a mortar and pestle so I can make ointments and incense. herbs and aromatherapy is fun!!! yeah, bit of a new hobby, i reckon...I should update my wishlist. take all the expensive wishful thinking crap off of it and put other things that i actually need...like, money, herbs, mortar and pestle, a new chalice, etc.....