It’s a beautifully sunny Friday morning - not too hot or humid, but rather just comfortably warm. I’m fully dressed for lounging at my desk for the next few hours. We’ve already gottern rid of 2 of the 4 things we put up on Freecycle (a sewing machine and a chair), and I’ve got a head that’s been slathered with red hair dye, and a fully stocked playlist of good tunes. Eddie made me a cup of coffee, which I drank in record time, and I’m pondering getting another one. This is weird, because I’m not a coffee drinker at all.

It was brought to my attention that Blogathon ‘06 is next weekend, so I signed up. And then I read that you’re now supposed to be posting every half hour rather than every hour, and since I have enough issues trying to come up with 24 posts in a day I decided to drop out because 48 posts in a day is insane.

I’m in the market for another tattoo. I’m looking into a couple of designs for the backs of my shoulders so that I can get Tigger covered up. I’m also looking for something to do in memory of my grandfather, since this September marks 10 years he’s been dead and we were very close. When I first said I was planning on doing something but didn’t have any idea of what to do, Eddie asked if there was any words of wisdom he gave me in life. Unfortunately, the only sage advice that my Pop-Pop ever gave me was “You never see a dead cat in a tree.” This doesn’t make for a good tattoo (remind me to post about the backstory to that someday, ok?). Fortunately, Pop was both a sailor and a firefighter, both of which offer a plethora of ideas on their own.

And just for shits and giggles, I present another moron on AIM.

justin9225js: hi
Sheleycoat: hi
justin9225js: how old r u
Sheleycoat: 29. We’ve been over this before.
justin9225js: yea i no
justin9225js: I am so so horny rite now
Sheleycoat: Good for you. Why does this concern me?
justin9225js: arent u a adult entertainer
Sheleycoat: Um, no, why would you get that idea?
justin9225js: i thought u were
Sheleycoat: No, I haven’t done anything like that in about 3 years. It bores me.
justin9225js: do u wanna have sex
Sheleycoat: Not at the moment since I’m sitting here with a head full of hair dye, but when I do, I’ll be sure to ask my incredibly well hung husband to give it to me.
justin9225js: o u married
Sheleycoat: Yes, we’ve been through all of this before.
justin9225js: o well
Sheleycoat: Your loss, not mine.

I arrived at work at 10am to discover that the RPh computer (PC#1)was down, which forced us to completely forget about any ideas of order we usually have. The RPh then moves to PC#2 to do her verifying, which is where us tech usually enter the prescriptions and process refills and things like that, so the techs we forced to use PC#3, which is pretty much unused unless someone is on the other 2 machines and we get a phonecall or question. Our normal workflow went completely FUBAR. It was not pretty. Toss into the mix a rather crazy Chinese woman who first complained that it was going to take too long to fill her script and then told me how wonderful I was even when it was 5 minutes late, a man with a week’s worth of anti-anxiety meds who was worried about how he had no more refills and went into great detail about how awful his detox from methadone was going, one guy who calls up ever 3 days to ask why we haven’t filled his prescription yet (even though we’ve explained to him every single time that his insurance won’t cover it and his doctor needs to supply us with a new prescription), and most of the Vicodin junkies from Pawtucket and Central Falls, and we’ve got a regular old party going on.

After work we hit Stop & Shop for some food for the rest of the week. About 1 hour and $90 later and we had a metric fuckton of meats and assorted goodies and bottled waters for the house and work. Eddie pointed out how “adult” we were with a cart full of water (and no soda) and sugar/fat-free foods, and how we saved $30 because we bought the crap that was on sale. And then he cooked up sinfully yummy cheese-filled sausages for dinner, which I ate while reading over my medical coverage info that was sent in the mail today.

A little while ago Comrade came and knocked on the door to remind us once again that tomorrow, being Friday, is garbage day. I’d like to offer a hearty “Well, no shit, and fuck you!” to the psycho Pollack upstairs, because we’re well aware of when the garbage is picked up, as demonstrated by the bags of it we leave on the curb on Friday mornings. The man is such a twat-goblin that it borders on insanity.

dave_vat: how are you today?
silvadelle: not bad, and yourself?
dave_vat: iam good thanks
dave_vat: busy today? [They always start off so normal.]
silvadelle: working this afternoon, but at the moment I’m just playing video games
dave_vat: cool, do u cam at all?
silvadelle: I have a cam, it overlooks my living room.
dave_vat: may i see you?
silvadelle: it’s on my homepage www.saidshe.net
dave_vat: can’t find it [Translation: put it on Yahoo! I don't want to have to read links!]
silvadelle: then you’re not reading.
dave_vat: got it
dave_vat: do i get to see your boobs at all?
silvadelle: Nope. Not that sort of cam.
dave_vat: oh
silvadelle: Not all webcams are porn.
dave_vat: lol
dave_vat: i don’t think boobs are porn
silvadelle: Well, not all webcams are nude. That better?
dave_vat: whatever

We get it. There are people on the internet who are willing to fuck your 14 year old daughter. There’s also people out there willing to fuck your 14 year old son. Do we really need what seems to be a damned near weekly series on catching these asshats? I don’t think I’d be quite as annoyed with the shows if it weren’t for the fact that they dwell almost exclusively on the men. Since they started doing this series about 3 months ago, there’s been maybe 1 segment devoted to telling people how to protect their children from internet perverts by not posting 300 question surveys about their personal and school information and sex lives, not letting your 12-year old daughter pose in a bikini on her webcam, and how they really shouldn’t be meeting strange people from the internet, because there’s a lot of social rejects like this guy, that chatted with me yesterday afternoon.

fifo_vs_lifo23: u got nice boobs
fifo_vs_lifo23: love them
fifo_vs_lifo23: do u show?
silvadelle: Nope
fifo_vs_lifo23: i am feeling so horny now
fifo_vs_lifo23: if u want…i can show u
silvadelle: Outgrew the “show everyone my tits” stage about 5 years ago.
fifo_vs_lifo23: which stage r u in now?
fifo_vs_lifo23:
silvadelle: The “fed up with people assuming webcams equal free porn” stage.

Or this guy, who just got me a couple of minutes ago:

stevo123 :: well do u have msn
silvadel :: I do, but we’re chatting here and that’s enough.
stevo123 :: u can add me?
stevo123 :: thats cool im pretty sure u might wanna consider checkin me out
stevo123 :: canadianhockeyicon@hotmail.com [So, um, does anyone wanna check him out?]
silvadel :: No thanks, no desire to watch webcams. They bore me.
stevo123 :: just do it;)
stevo123 :: canadianhockeyicon@hotmail.com
silvadel :: Um, no.
stevo123 :: im pretty sure ull regret it, just add me then see what u think of me
stevo123 :: i have pics and a cam
silvadel :: I don’t particularly care.
stevo123 :: u got a nice rack
silvadel :: So I’ve been told.
stevo123 :: ur fuckin hot thats why this is ridiculous
stevo123 :: i was hoping ud be down with chattin with a hockey player [Have hockey players been granted super-sexual powers in the time since I stopped having sex with them?]
silvadel :: I’ve dated hockey players. No difference between you and other guys.
stevo123 :: u like younger men
stevo123 :: ur a fuckin milf thats for sure [MILF? Fuck no.]
silvadel :: I like all men. Age is a number.
stevo123 :: lets see the rack ;), amazing
silvadel :: You are aware that this isn’t an adult site, correct?
stevo123 :: i could care less, i like what i see in front of me
silvadel :: Doesn’t give you the right to be an ass and ask for shows.

Yes, I was called a milf. *boggle* I guess milf has changed from “mother I’d like to fuck” to “generic older women I’d like to fuck”.

diegogarcia7777: hy
silvadelle: hi
diegogarcia7777: how are ya
silvadelle: tired, and you?
diegogarcia7777: same
diegogarcia7777: ??
silvadelle: hmm?
diegogarcia7777: why u so tired???

** mood swing launching in 2 minutes **

silvadelle: because i just got out of bed
diegogarcia7777: wild sex all nite/??
silvadelle: No, not that it’s any of your business.
diegogarcia7777: sure it is [Um, unless you're my gyno or husband, my sex life is off limits]
silvadelle: No, it’s not.

** Caution! Mood swing imminent! **

silvadelle: I don’t discuss my sex life with people I don’t know.
diegogarcia7777: why not
diegogarcia7777: it mite be exciting
silvadelle: I prefer to keep my private life private.
diegogarcia7777: it mite be exciting

** launch mood swing **

silvadelle: Listen fuckface, I’m not going to dicuss it with you, and unless you’re going to make an effort to be polite and have a conversation that doesn’t involve sex, then I’d appreciate if you’d just find some other chick to bother.
silvadelle: Got it?
diegogarcia7777: lol

** Target destroyed. **