Ran across Ben's Weblog, check it out, it's worth the read. *smile* And Ben, since you are wondering, lol, yes it is all sunny here, but at least you Michigainers have power!!

Oh yes, I remember what I was trying to remember last night. I got drafted for the safety committee at work. Yipee!! We talked about ladder safety and "shrink" concerns. Ooooh the excitement just never ends.

I really don't want to work today.

Don't forget to set your clocks ahead!

But that wasn't what I wanted to say...LOL.

I can hear snoring through the wall.

I had just thought of something else to say, and now it has flitted away...

My arm is still sore from when my quilt rack collapsed. *JOY*

Some kid thought my new Nikes were cool. I was wearing jeans that covered them, and he asked me to pull my pant leg up so he could see...and he asked where I got them and how much they were. His Mom said, "Now would you like to see her earrings too?" LOL.

I should probably go to bed.

Oh, and now they have me coming in at the ungodly hour of 8a.m. And A. was telling me that he does not log you in as late, unless it is over 10 minutes. So that means I was really only late once this week, unless they start looking at lunches. LOL.

Ahhh well, I was going to do some updating last night but then forgot that Blogger was going to be down. So much for channeling my creative thoughts. LOL They have since left me. Oh well.

My shoulder aches. I was sitting in my bed, holding onto my quilt rack to turn the light off when the bar on the quilt rack collapsed. (Cheap piece of crap!! LOL) Sending me right into it. Ouchies. I don't see a bruise yet forming, but it will be soon. I have a nice one on my shin where I walked into the table in the breakroom at work when the power went out.

Everyone at work seemed to like my hair. It was kinda weird to wear it down after usually wearing it up for so long.

I chopped my hair today, a good seven to eight inches off. It had been over a year at least. So now, my hair feels all light and swingy. Added blonde highlights...so my hair looks alot like it did in high school, color-wise. I am going back next week to get more blonde added, as I wanted more of a color definition.

Then Mom and I went off to Valley Fair, the first stage of remodeling is done, and alot of new stores added. We hit the shoe department at Macy's first. I found some mules that Mom loved, so she found an associate to get them for her. She was gone in the back quite a long time, in the mean time I found some Nikes that I had to have (lol). (And if the link for whatever reason changes -- it has once already, lol, they are the Air Max Craze in black and citrus. The new nifty Nikes with the sling back, how cool is that?) I also found some Steve Madden thongs. (Scroll on down to Taj.) Another associate, saw me walking around with the shoes, so I told her my size, she said something about the Nikes and then said something about the Steve Maddens, that she didn't know about those. Since she took the Nikes from me, I found another associate to find the Steve Maddens. Meanwhile Mom was still waiting for her shoes. So I sit next to her and wait as well. We probably sit for five minutes like that. Mom is getting more and more agitated. And then finally shoes! For both of us! The first girl helping me brought both pair which I wasn't expecting, but the Steve Maddens were the wrong size since they didn't have my size. So I told her, I wasn't even going to bother trying those on since they won't fit. Mom was telling her associate that she'd take the shoes, but to keep the boxes. So we say we'll take them. Then the second girl with the Steve Maddens came back. Still not my size. As we get to the counter, one of the girls asks us if we are together, and then she asks us if we would mind paying separetely. And we repeat, we're together. And then she whines about how they work on commission. And I say, "That concerns us how?" And Mom says something like, "Look, would you rather have one sale or no sale?" And we got our shoes, in one transaction, with the boxes...and I am sure they thought we were bitches...lol

And I got some new jeans today too...a size smaller!! WOO-HOO!!

And a manicure, current color: Revlon's Peach Light

a plethora of whispers
moans and sighs
her heart beats fast
her eyes sparkle
flushed

a lock with no key
she tries to see through the mists
but the mists swim and swirl
claiming him
a flash of steel in the gloam

she feels giddy
yet to explain it
she cannot
a wave of shyness

she reminds him
presses lips against skin
whispers softly
words floating
if you look the right way
the whole world is a garden

and she opens her hand
smiling softly
wondering


the dedication is confidential *smiles*

Another profile from the Spark...not from mine...I'm a "Pure Mountain Stream" if you remember:

"The Porn Star"
Dependent Evil
Sex Provider

SYNOPSIS

Dirty, dirty, dirty. Think about it: you're submissive and very sexual, plus you don't let someone else's morals get in the way of *your* pleasure. Therefore, you have to admit you wouldn't mind being someone's sex slave.

But even though you're a sexual rebel, you become emotionally attached with relative ease. While this combination can cause your partners a lot of heartache, it can also make for INTENSE relationships with hearts, sheets, and body hair all left in ashes every night. By the time you're fifty, you'll have destroyed mankind. And your memoir will be a best-seller.

If you're still young and so far inexperienced, remember, your porn star instincts have plenty of time to surface. Just you watch.

Interesting eh?

Late again, but only eight minutes. I really am trying to do better here. My giddy mood of last night, stayed with me through the night and I kept waking up, looking at the clock, falling back asleep, waking up, then back into my dream, waking up -- well you get the picture.

The power went out at work today, not part of the rolling blackout, but some freak thing. Amazingly, we stayed open. Which in my opinion was really stupid. But ya gotta make a buck....we walked customers through the store with flashlights, one at a time. Hand wrote the receipts.

lalalalalalalalala!!!

I feel a bit giddy for some reason.

WOO-HOO!! I was only six minutes late!! Guess I should skip the mascara tomorrow? Nah...don't think so...lol

Okay so I know I said I was going to bed and I will in a few minutes, but I had to introduce you to Peteena.



Poodles, fashion, dolls...draw your own conclusions. I will say this though, Peteena was created by the same company that created GI Joe. And it was the 60's...

peteena.com

Okay, now I am really going to bed!

I think I have seen it all, in regards to software for the Palm OS. Now there is a program to track your period. Strangely enough, I have an urge to download it. It might actually prove useful, or make me more neurotic during that time of the month...it's hard to say...hmmmmm

Or what about The Palma Sutra?

And you knew it was coming...Ha Ha Ha Ha!! This last one is dedicated to Uncle Jubalon.

I think I should probably go to bed now...lol

I have to go in at 8:30a.m. now instead of 9a.m. *JOY* I mean I can barely make it there at 9a.m. How the heck am I going to make it at 8:30a.m.? Wish me luck.

Well, it's Oscar time again....Who's gonna win? Who's gonna have the coolest outfit? Hopefully, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon will take Best Picture, but it's probably going to go to Gladiator. Not that I didn't like Gladiator (I mean shirtless Russell Crowe? YUM) but Crouching Tiger was a bit more magical. Interesting that both of these movies ended with the death of the protagonists. And was anybody else reminded of Braveheart during Gladiator or was that just me? I seem to remember the music from Braveheart in the commercials for Gladiator. I seem to recall seeing something on TV once, that movie commercials often used music from other movies of a similar theme just for that purpose. Hmmmmm, interesting.

My legs are cramping up from sitting here in the same position for so long. Should probably do something about that.

I have this urge to spend some money. I think its time to go shoe shopping.

This is the spider that lives in the kitchen window next to the microwave. She's been there almost a year. Wonder how long spiders live? Hmmmmmm

Mew is standing outside my bedroom, well, meowing. Which is odd for him, he never meows at me, he just tolerates me. I wonder what the heck is up with him. His little bell is jingling. he probably wants a treat or something. Beneath all that fluffly fur he is a little barrel. The last thing he needs is a cat treat. He's got my Mom and Dad well trained in that department. But I'm onto him. No treats from me!

Damn! I forgot what I was going to say.

You know working in retail sucks big time. Customers who don't know what the hell they want...and look at you strangely when you ask them questions, or try to explain, or *gasp* actually try to help them!!

Take for example a customer who called the other day. The phonecall was directed to my department, and I picked up all cheery, "Linens department, this is Kristan, how can I help you?"

Before I can even catch a breath, or grab a pen, he is launching into what he wants. "mumble...mumble...mumble...extra deep...mumble...Wamsutta...to match...mumble...mumble...king in crimsom."

"So to clarify, you would like some Elite Sateen sheets...was that California King Sir? In crimson?"

"Yes"

"How deep is your matress Sir?"

(In a most snotty tone.)"Why are you asking me that Kristan?"

"I am asking you that, so I can determine what sheets you need Sir."

"I told you what sheets I needed Kristan."

After finally wrestling from him the depth of his mattress, I put him on hold to check our stock. The customer needed our extra, extra deep sheets which come in sets and will fit a matress up to twenty inches deep. Unfortunately they do not come in Elite Sateen, but in Egyptian Cotton, and not in crimson or a color that is similiar. So I got back on the phone to explain this to him.

"Unfortunetly Sir, the Elite Sateen sheets will only fit a matress that is fifteen inches deep, we do have some nice sets in Egyptian Cotton, but none in crimson or anything similiar."

(Getting snottier.) "What?"

(Did I not speak in English?) "Our Elite Sateen sheets will only fit a matress up to fifteen inches deep, they do not make them in the extra, extra deep sets."

"So what about this light blue set I have here then?"

"We do have sets that will fit the extra, extra deep mattresses Sir, just not in Elite Sateen. They are Egyptian Cotton. And unfortunetely, not in a crimson color. Ivory, light green, and light blue are the only colors we have in stock right now."

"What are you saying then?"

"I cannot get you the sheets you want in the color you want Sir."

"This is just stupid."

"I'm sorry Sir"

"So am I." (slam!!)

And its not just the customers, but employees from other stores. Last night, one such employee called looking for a certain drapery rod, which we were supposed to have ten of. Well I checked our drapery rods and none were to be found. We are in the middle of a major move in our department, so things are everywhere. Not to mention that our entire store's sprinkler system is being retrofitted. So the stockroom shelves are covered with tarps of plastic, and in front of the tarps are boxes of comforters that need to be put away. I got back on the phone and explained to her that unfortunetely I cannot tell if we have them since the acess is blocked.

"Can you look again?"

"I just checked...I can't get to the stock to check."

"Can someone else check?"

"It's just me, sorry, we probably won't be able to get to it until the middle of next week."

"Can I put you on hold?"

(??) "I guess so."

So after a good five minutes she comes back to the phone. "Can you possibly call my customer and tell her you will have them for her?"

"One of our other stores shows twenty-one on hand did you call them?"

"She's going to be in your area."

"Unfortunetely its impossible for me to get to them right now."

"What about tomorrow?"

"The stock team is not here on the weekend...so there is going to be no one working stock on the weekend. So like I said probably not till Monday at the earliest."

(Exasperated and snotty) "Well how do you help customers?"

I couldn't even answer that with what I wanted to say, so I apologised again and hung up. You just want to smack some people. What part of no don't you understand?

Oh and work in an hour! The excitement!!

I think its time for me to start afresh over on Spark, so in case you are following along...

Out with the old:

"I once had a dream where the singer from INXS came to me and said, "People are crunchy." Of course I will have to take his word on that...I'm told you have to watch the quiet ones *smile* Other than that things are pretty much average, care to change that?

~update~ 2/18/01 Have you ever noticed how soothing the sound of rain is? I could listen to that for hours...just sitting in the dark...

~update~ 2/24/00 Two quotes for your consideration:

"And then the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." --Anäis Nin

"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." -- Judy Garland

~update~ 3/1/01 Are relationships even worth it? I sometimes wonder...the pain, the joy, the ups and downs. I guess even after all that, it is, it really is. It's just at this moment it really doesn't seem like it is. Am I making sense? I guess this is the dark before the dawn. I probably should have seen it coming...

~update~ 3/6/01 I guess I should make a clarification. I did *not* resign...I just *feel* resigned. Subtle but a difference.

The 'D' key on my laptop is hyper-sensitive. I guess that's what I get for popping the key off to dislodge a wayward sesame seed..but I could just think of hovering over the 'D' key and a 'D' appears!

I need to get a pedicure I think...that is good remedy for pulling one's self out of the doldrums...

And it's almost coming back....details next update ;o)

Well I finally did it..."Your lifestory is too long. Please limit yourself to 2500 words." So....I had to delete some updates...*however* if you take yourself to: http://puella.blogspot.com/ you'll find them all there! So...sometimes I will update here...sometimes there...just depends on my mood...

~update~ 3/8/01 *boing* :o)

~update~ 3/10/01 The Blue Agave margaritas at Chevy's are yummy! I mean how could someone not like something that included Hornitos tequilla *and* is smurf blue in color? lalalalalala *boing*

~update~ 3/14/01 I took the test again, I am still a "Pure Mountain Stream." I am wondering if this is a good thing or a bad thing right now. Hmmmmmmmm

~update~ 3/20/01 Plethora is another one of those words that rolls off the tongue in a most delightful way..."

And in with the new:

"http://puella.blogspot.com/

"And then the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." --Anäis Nin

Spring cleaning I guess you could say. Actually for once, *I* don't have anything to say! Amazing isn't it? But as soon as something comes to me, I'll let you all know. :o)"

No blackouts today...but then I do live near a hospital so we are in a block that is supposed to be exempt from them.

My nose is still all stuffed up. *Joy* Yesterday I felt like crap all day, but I stuck it out and only left half an hour early. I was going to go to the doctor, and infact I did. I wanted a super strength decongestant, not the little wimpy one I had been taking. So I walked up the stairs, and was going to sign in, and then I saw the sign that said an aproximate 4 hour wait. No thanks. I'd probably get more sick sitting in the waiting room waiting to get seen by the doctor.

I did absolutely nothing today, it was gloroius!!

So I know we are in a power emergency...and many stores are dimming their lights to help out, but you know, they shouldn't do it in the make-up department. How the heck are you supposed to see colors?

Clogged sinuses. *JOY* Sometimes I know my nose is running, but I can't actually feel it. I can't very well walk around with tissue stuffed up my nose, well I guess I could at home, but not at work, of course maybe I can get things done without being bothered. Hmmmm...

I sure could go for a pedicure and a massage right about now.

Such gorgeous weather and I was off today! Woo-hoo!

Had a manicure, current color is Revlon's "Khaki Zing" which is not khaki, its sorta a greyish, purple, blue and green all at once...

Another beautiful day, spoiled by work.

I was late again.

...next to a rude woman in a white Mercedes who did not understand the concept of merging during commute hour. Passed her further down the freeway in a lane that was actually moving HA!

Only to get onto the expressway to find more slow traffic...this time a poor lost springer spanial dazed and confused. People were slowing down thankfully to avoid hitting him. I hope he's okay.

The Saga of the Handspring Visor

I had been contemplating the purchase for a few weeks, so one night after work, I stopped at the local computer store to make my purchase. While waiting at the counter, I overheard the employee tell the guy in front of me (who was getting the Handspring Platinum model) that for an extra $19.99 you could get the extended warranty. When he was helping me, he told me the same thing as he walked with my box to the register. The cashier told the guy buying the Platinum the same thing. He told me the same thing, and since I thought it sounded good, I decided to get that as well -- the price was reasonable. Basically, if anything happened to my Visor they would replace it free of charge.

Well about two weeks later my Visor died. It would not turn off, short of removing the batteries. I tried soft resets, hard resets, everything, but no dice. So I packed it up and took it to another branch of the same store. When they looked at my receipt, the girl behind the customer service counter said that they had charged me the wrong price for the extended warranty, but since it seemed I had a defective Visor, they replaced it.

Fast forward about a month, I had just gotten home from coffee with a friend of mine, when I took out my Visor to find, horror among horrors -- the screen had cracked! I searched half the night for my receipts, but was unable to locate them. However I was able to get the exact date of purchase from my American Express bill. The next morning I called the 800# of this computer store and was told I would need to take the Visor back to the store. So on the way to work, I stopped at the store I had originally had purchased it from. I explained to the person at the return desk that my Visor screen had cracked, however I did not have my receipt, but I did purchase the extended warranty, and that I knew the date of my purchase. He directed me to the repair line and told me to wait for the next tech.

So I waited, and I explained my story again. He called a manager, and I told my story again. The manager had me call the 800 number again and get some sort of number (a job number?) and the receipt information. The guy on the phone got that information, and then told me he needed a fax number to fax that information over. I explained to him, I don't know the fax number, I could give him the store number, could he possibly look it up that way? No. The tech at the desk had no clue to what the fax number was. So I had to wander over to the customer service counter. The guy at the counter had no clue to what it was either. And he had to ask someone where to find it. This conisted of logging onto the company's website, and finding it there. So, I finally got the information to the guy on the phone and he faxed the copy of my receipt over. The manager that was helping me, took one look at my receipt and said. "They (the other store) made a mistake in the amount that you were supposed to be charged on the extended warranty, you'll have to go back to that store to get it fixed." I glared at him, and said, "That receipt is from when my Visor died after having it for two weeks, I took it to that other store since it is close to my home, I orginally bought it here, at this store which is closer to my work." He was fighting me on this, and I wasn't backing down. I told him, I have the information from my American Express bill that shows the original purchase date, and location. He finally relented and went with my infomation to the office to look up my transaction, after about 20 minutes he came back down and said "Oh, it was our mistake, we'll replace the Visor for you, however if you want to purchase the extended warranty it will cost $199.99" I then said to him, "If I had wanted to spend an extra $200 (on a $249 item) I would have bought the color version, no thank-you."

Will I shop at this place again? Probably not. Thank-goodness for the plethora of online retailers.

I did a bit of updating at the Spark, so in case you are following that...lol...resigned has been changed to ta da!!

AND...

Well I finally did it..."Your lifestory is too long. Please limit yourself to 2500 words." So....I had to delete some updates...*however* if you take yourself to: http://puella.blogspot.com you'll find them all there! So...sometimes I will update here...sometimes there...just depends on my mood...

~update~ 3/8/01 *boing* :o)

~update~ 3/10/01 The Blue Agave margaritas at Chevy's are yummy! I mean how could someone not like something that included Hornitos tequilla *and* is smurf blue in color? lalalalalala *boing*

So now that we are all caught up.

My damn papercut seems to like to catch on everything I touch. Since I handle fabric alot at work, this is almost with everything I grasp. *JOY* lol

Otherwise, let me just say, I think I am addicted to my Handspring Visor. I got the clear one--ice (Ice, Ice Baby! I apologise if that is now stuck in your head!! lol) Actually this is my third one. Due to dramas beyond my control, which are quite amusing stories in and of themselves (which I should post here, when I have some more time -- damn this retail job that ruins a perfectly good weekend!).

I got a papercut yesterday, not a normal papercut...one from an envelope....and so today (another beautiful one I might add) with everything I touch I feel it. Argh.

I had to get up early, visit from the VP at work. And I knew I had to get up early, and yet I stayed up way too late, and didn't seem to sleep very well. Except of course for the last 20 minutes before the alarm went off. So I hit snooze twice and then scrambled around so I wouldn't be late. I guess the visit went well. The VP walked the store quite quickly pointing out things that needed to be changed. So, things we had changed right before he came, for his visit, basically need to get changed to how they were. But on the bright side, he said my displays looked good.

It twas a beautiful day today, that meant shorts and a tank-top. Of course I couldn't find any shorts so I had to wear capri pants....its supposed to rain by the weekend though, not that that bothers me. I like rain too.

BB (Before Blogger)

I was keeping these simple updates at a site called Spark...when damn it, today, it said, "Your life story is too long. Please limit yourself to 2500 words." What? Okee...but if life is ongoing, how can there be a limit? Well, where there is a will there is a way, so here I am...

So as not to confuse ya'll, here's what led up to this point:

Kristana (that's me!)
27 y/o ... straight ... resigned
Dependent Good
Love Provider (yeah whatever the heck that means!!)

"The word "genre" rolls off the tongue in a most delightful way..."

Giving and wholesome, no matter your age or experience, you will always be pure at heart. You sense the good in people, and it's part of your nature to cuddle. As a result, your relationships are deep and lasting, and part of each of them will be with you forever. It's likely that you're still friends with most of your exes.

But you have to remember to live in the present and not the past. Like many things in nature, you are easily trampled, and you struggle sometimes to carve out you own identity. Assert yourself more, both in romance and in life. Dare to dream. You'd make a great wife, but, hey, that doesn't mean you wouldn't make a great one-night-stand.

Basically, love flows from you like fresh, clean water from a Rocky mountain stream. Be careful, because some guy might combine you with only the choicest hops and turn you into a beer.

Life Story

I once had a dream where the singer from INXS came to me and said, "People are crunchy." Of course I will have to take his word on that...I'm told you have to watch the quiet ones *smile* Other than that things are pretty much average, care to change that?

~update~ 1/20/01 Going bonkers from cabin fever having been home sick for four days *boing boing boing* (that's me bouncing off the ceiling) so I decided to retake the test...I am not sure if I agree more with "the mistress" label or the "girl interrupted" label or the "pure mountain stream" label, but then thats what they are mere labels, so draw your own conclusions. I guess you could say I am like a jewel, I have many facets...okee thats it for now...*boing boing boing*

~update~ 1/28/01 *boing* Okee...all better now, or at least well enough to go back to work...not that I really want to mind you, but one has to pay the bills...

~update~ 1/31/01 grrrrrr...relapse, sick again and must stay home...doctor's orders...so that means more bouncing...lol...at least he gave me medicine that allows me to swallow without pain...

~update~ 2/6/01 Ahhhhh cross your fingers, I am not sick anymore!! Yipee!! *boing* (for old times sake ;o) Does anybody remember that show "Tales of the Gold Monkey?" I miss that show!

~update~ 2/18/01 Have you ever noticed how soothing the sound of rain is? I could listen to that for hours...just sitting in the dark...

~update~ 2/24/00 Two quotes for your consideration:

"And then the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom." --Anäis Nin

"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." -- Judy Garland

~update~ 3/1/01 Are relationships even worth it? I sometimes wonder...the pain, the joy, the ups and downs. I guess even after all that, it is, it really is. It's just at this moment it really doesn't seem like it is. Am I making sense? I guess this is the dark before the dawn. I probably should have seen it coming...

~update~ 3/6/01 I guess I should make a clarification. I did *not* resign...I just *feel* resigned. Subtle but a difference.

The 'D' key on my laptop is hyper-sensitive. I guess that's what I get for popping the key off to dislodge a wayward sesame seed..but I could just think of hovering over the 'D' key and a 'D' appears!

I need to get a pedicure I think...that is good remedy for pulling one's self out of the doldrums...

And it's almost coming back....details next update ;o)

AB (In the year of Blogger)

And so here we are...all caught up...