Oct. 12th, 2007 | 11:54 pm
music: Icehouse- No Promises
So, I came across this test in a fav author's lj. Hmm... what does it say about me that she only got banished to the second level of hell and I'm at the seventh?
Seventh Level of Hell
Guarded by the Minotaur, who snarls in fury, and encircled within the river Phlegethon, filled with boiling blood, is the Seventh Level of Hell. The violent, the assasins, the tyrants, and the war-mongers lament their pitiless mischiefs in the river, while centaurs armed with bows and arrows shoot those who try to escape their punishment. The stench here is overpowering. This level is also home to the wood of the suicides- stunted and gnarled trees with twisting branches and poisoned fruit. At the time of final judgement, their bodies will hang from their branches. In those branches the Harpies, foul birdlike creatures with human faces, make their nests. Beyond the wood is scorching sand where those who committed violence against God and nature are showered with flakes of fire that rain down against their naked bodies. Blasphemers and sodomites writhe in pain, their tongues more loosed to lamentation, and out of their eyes gushes forth their woe. Usurers, who followed neither nature nor art, also share company in the Seventh Level.
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:(Click on a level for more info) | |
http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv">Dante's Inferno Hell Test |
Oct. 11th, 2007 | 12:17 pm
mood:
stressed
So, yesterday shouldn't have been a bad day.
I didn't really want to do a lot of work (but then again, when does anyone?) and it turned out I didn't have to. So I got to basically just play around and keep myself looking busy. I don't do that too often so I don't feel particularly guilty the few times I do.
I got out of work on time. It was a really nice day outside still. Blue sky, sunny, with a nice breeze going and not too warm. I put the top down on my car (I have a cute little Miata) to drive over to Kung Fu class and there wasn't even a lot of 5 o'clock traffic. Had my ipod on up loud listening to some of my fav songs. All was right with my world.
About a freakin' mile or so away from my class, after I was already off of the interstate and on the service road stopped at a red light to make a turn I was rear ended by an 18 wheeler who was stopped at the red light behind me. He completely had pulled up too close behind me and forgotten I was sitting stopped ahead of him. Luckily I had my car in neutral (my leg gets tired of being on the clutch) so my transmission wasn't destroyed when he pushed me forward for about half a block before I could unfreeze enough to put my car in gear and pull forward enough for him to see me.
He was really apologetic and nice afterwards, but being pushed like that and turning around in my seat and realizing he had no clue I was in front of him really freaked me out. He was only going maybe 5 mi/hr so I wasn't hurt or anything, but I think I will now have nightmares about him rolling over me like one of those monster truck rallies.
I'm also completely stressed out because while there is not tons of damage to my car (thank goodness), it is a '96 and I am afraid his insurance company will effectively total it. Well, earlier in the day yesterday (you know, when everything was going well) the fiancée and I signed a contract at the place for our wedding and put down a deposit. Non-refundable, of course.
I'm going to the doctor's to get a refill on my xanax. I need it about now.
(I'm going off to whimper in the corner now......)
Oct. 5th, 2007 | 11:01 am
mood:
annoyed
Why, o why does everyone around me feel the seemingly compulsive need to comment on *everything* that happens around here? It doesn't have anything to do with them, but they feel the need to say something. What the hell does someone pushing some paperwork on a cart who happens to make some noise have to do with anything any of the people around me are doing? That would be a big, huge nothing. But these are the same people who complain that they are always behind and have too much work to do. Ya think they're connected people? Maybe if they kept their mouths shut and just did their work they wouldn't be so behind every day. Then I wouldn't have to hear their constant complaining. I'm not here to chit chat with them and I don't like any of them enough to want to be their friends. You'd think they'd take the hint after over a year of working with them and only making friends with one person who doesn't even sit by me.
And just why would I care in any way shape or form that someone in another city in another state is the ex sister in law of my manager? Does that have any impact on my job whatsoever? That would all be a big NO.
Did I mention I hate everybody? If not, it should be taken as a given.