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May. 2nd, 2002 08:34 amNowait, I'm geekier than that, really! ^^;;
Okay, so we've finally got our internet access back at home. But not before three hours of TCI/Qwest Choice TV & Online jacking off and giving us the major run-around. Thank you TCI/Qwest for a mixture of incompetence and outright lying that got me so frustrated and angry I finally snapped and had to make James finish the call. Thank you so very much. What pissed me off most was that there was nothing I could break or damage without regretting it much, so I very nearly did something that would have just hurt me. I *don't* like getting like that. I. Do. Not. Ya know, if TCI/Qwest would have just given us one excuse over the course of the evening, I wouldn't have been so out of sorts--but the fact that their stories kept changing really fried me good. And you know what? When the tech *finally* called, it took about 45 seconds to fix the problem...just as damned easy as I thought it would be. GAH! *FLAILS*
I just very much dislike getting angry to that extent--I don't calm down/cool off very well. The rest of the evening I was *very* out of sorts. I couldn't get un-angry even though it was all dealt with. Even when I woke up this morning, I felt off still. I know I don't manage anger well--I tend to let it build, then freaking explode...but the explosion doesn't fade, really, not without a heckofa lot of time. That's why I try not to get really pissed off--annoyed, I can calm down from. Angry, I can't really.
So we ended up missing our session with Michael last night, as it was 9 before I could make the phone calls I'd been needing to do but couldn't while waiting for the tech to call--not to mention before we could go to the grocery store and get food for dinner. (See, that didn't help my emotional-ness--I get kinda hypoglycemic sometimes, then get...irritable. And even more fun is after a sugar crash, eating just puts me right to sleep, blowing the rest of my evening. Joy. >< ) But I guess that works, as I'd rather talk to Michael alone next, try and work out some of the realizations I've had recently.
On a non-me note (for once), Bebop is finally fully introduced to the other cats, and we're just letting him wander rather than keeping him separated. I guess it's all going fairly normally--Crysal ignores him, Missy reacts like she does to any cat ie. by being bitchy. But Tink...Tink *hates* him. They spat muchly. I'm keeping an eye on 'em so they don't injure each other, but it's just odd. Normally Tink is the one to hide--but this time she's in aggress-o mode. Weirdness. Either she's gotten a spine, or she's started getting territorial when I wasn't looking--or maybe it's that she and Bebop are so similar in age, or something. Eh. *shrugs*
Today I have to shop for jeans. ><;;; Bleh. Not my idea of fun, thanks. I need some shoes, too...maybe Converse hi-tops. That would work. I should also try to work on not getting super-emotional one way or another--I could use a day without moping, manicness, or being furious. Just 'average' would be keen
Okay, so we've finally got our internet access back at home. But not before three hours of TCI/Qwest Choice TV & Online jacking off and giving us the major run-around. Thank you TCI/Qwest for a mixture of incompetence and outright lying that got me so frustrated and angry I finally snapped and had to make James finish the call. Thank you so very much. What pissed me off most was that there was nothing I could break or damage without regretting it much, so I very nearly did something that would have just hurt me. I *don't* like getting like that. I. Do. Not. Ya know, if TCI/Qwest would have just given us one excuse over the course of the evening, I wouldn't have been so out of sorts--but the fact that their stories kept changing really fried me good. And you know what? When the tech *finally* called, it took about 45 seconds to fix the problem...just as damned easy as I thought it would be. GAH! *FLAILS*
I just very much dislike getting angry to that extent--I don't calm down/cool off very well. The rest of the evening I was *very* out of sorts. I couldn't get un-angry even though it was all dealt with. Even when I woke up this morning, I felt off still. I know I don't manage anger well--I tend to let it build, then freaking explode...but the explosion doesn't fade, really, not without a heckofa lot of time. That's why I try not to get really pissed off--annoyed, I can calm down from. Angry, I can't really.
So we ended up missing our session with Michael last night, as it was 9 before I could make the phone calls I'd been needing to do but couldn't while waiting for the tech to call--not to mention before we could go to the grocery store and get food for dinner. (See, that didn't help my emotional-ness--I get kinda hypoglycemic sometimes, then get...irritable. And even more fun is after a sugar crash, eating just puts me right to sleep, blowing the rest of my evening. Joy. >< ) But I guess that works, as I'd rather talk to Michael alone next, try and work out some of the realizations I've had recently.
On a non-me note (for once), Bebop is finally fully introduced to the other cats, and we're just letting him wander rather than keeping him separated. I guess it's all going fairly normally--Crysal ignores him, Missy reacts like she does to any cat ie. by being bitchy. But Tink...Tink *hates* him. They spat muchly. I'm keeping an eye on 'em so they don't injure each other, but it's just odd. Normally Tink is the one to hide--but this time she's in aggress-o mode. Weirdness. Either she's gotten a spine, or she's started getting territorial when I wasn't looking--or maybe it's that she and Bebop are so similar in age, or something. Eh. *shrugs*
Today I have to shop for jeans. ><;;; Bleh. Not my idea of fun, thanks. I need some shoes, too...maybe Converse hi-tops. That would work. I should also try to work on not getting super-emotional one way or another--I could use a day without moping, manicness, or being furious. Just 'average' would be keen
