Poor, pathetic me...

My airport fried (I think) sometime over the last week. *sigh* Which means that if I want to be online I need to go into the other room and connect directly to the cable modem. I know. Doesn't sound that terrible. But it makes it difficult to be on much. Especially when I have to fight for the connection with my Hubby.

Plus, my car died. Well, it died quite a while ago but we just took in to get repaired. Much sadness in that the transmission is dead and it will cost mucho bucks to get it fixed. Did I mention I'm not employed? No mucho bucks anywhere in my future.

*Arrggghhh!*

I suppose the good part is that without a job, I don't really need to have a car. On the other hand, without a car it's hard to get a job. Small town, northern Wisconsin. Not much in the way of public transport up here. Stupid Catch 22.

Did I mention I have a broken tooth? I do. Not terribly painful because it's the tooth I had a root canal on long ago, but annoying as hell and I do have to get it taken care of.

Gads.

Truly, I'm not as pathetic as this all makes me seem. I've got ideas. I've got hope. I've got family and friends. Hubby still has a job.

Life is good, if a bit cash/car/airport poor right now.

I do have the first season of The Muppet Show. That's a bonus, right?

Things you wish you could say at work...

Courtesy of rbonke, via e-mail.

Ahhh...I see the screw-up fairy has visited us again...
I don't know what your problem is, but I’ll bet it's hard to pronounce.
I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
I’ll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter.
It sounds like English, but I can't understand a word you're saying.
I can see your point, but I still think you're full of shit.
I like you. You remind me of when I was young and stupid.
You are validating my inherent mistrust of strangers.
I have plenty of talent and vision. I just don't give a damn.
I’m already visualizing the duct tape over your mouth.
Thank you. we're all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.
What am I? Flypaper for freaks!?
Yes, I am an agent of Satan, but my duties are largely ceremonial.
And your crybaby whiny-butt opinion would be...?
Do I look like a people person?
This isn't an office. it's hell with fluorescent lighting.
Sarcasm is just one more service I offer.
If I throw a stick, will you leave?
I’m trying to imagine you with a personality.
Can I trade this job for what's behind door #1?
How do I set a laser printer to stun?

Finally, my personal favorite (and my current personal philosophy) --

I thought I wanted a career, turns out I just wanted a paycheck.

601!

Wow. This is my 601st post.

That may not seem like a lot for someone who's been on LJ for... goodness, almost four years, but it's a lot for me.

Cool.

I also just noticed that they have given me 100 user pics for my additional userpic account. That makes my brain hurt. I will have to use all my free time and make icons, right? Heh. I will have to figure out some new icons to make. I have 44 now and I have made all of them. Which is kinda cool, really.

OK. Three posts in one night. Need to go and write something other than an lj post.