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Tina Machina [userpic]

Moving on.

December 31st, 2005 (10:22 pm)

As of 12:01 AM January 1st 2006, I will no longer be using this livejournal name.

Instead, you can find me and all my livejournal musing over at tina_machina . After five years, it's time for a change.

Tina Machina [userpic]

Dear whitney,

December 31st, 2005 (03:01 pm)

Boston, april 22
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Tina Machina [userpic]

New Years!

December 30th, 2005 (01:29 pm)

I will be in the Boston area until Sunday morning. 2077560528, should there be reason.

love,
-tina

Tina Machina [userpic]

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December 24th, 2005 (11:49 pm)

I can't possibly be the only cranky person on Christmas Eve.

Tina Machina [userpic]

It's going around.

December 21st, 2005 (05:25 pm)

Like a disease.

Five Weird Habits of Mine:

1. I always always always dry myself off in the exact same order. Dry my face, wipe under my eyes, wrap first towel around my head. Grab second towel, dry left leg, unmentionables, right leg, back/arms, wrap second towel around body. Once I started drying my body with the first towel and I was all disoriented. I also don't like to get dressed right away, so I'll hang around in my towel for upwards of an hour at a time after I get out of the shower.

2. I take bites of all the different foods I'm eating that taste good together and chew them all at the same time so the flavors mix in my mouth.

3. I use the first thing within reach for a bookmark whenever I'm reading something. It's been a lot of different things, from toilet paper to business cards to photographs.

4. When I'm upset, I clean. My body needs to be occupied when my mind is racing, or else I'll 'splode. This can also include folding clothes or organizing anything.

5. I change my clothes an average of five times a day. Sometimes this all gets done before I leave the house, but other times I'll bring clothes with me in case I change my mind or my mood differs.

Tina Machina [userpic]

Fucking right.

December 19th, 2005 (06:24 am)

I get out of work in thirty minutes. I don't have to come back until Friday night at eleven. A whole five days, four nights off. Then I work four days, and get another five nights, SIX days off. Thank you paid vacation, how I love you.

Tina Machina [userpic]

(no subject)

December 18th, 2005 (02:48 am)

I need something to look forward to.

Tina Machina [userpic]

(no subject)

December 17th, 2005 (05:58 pm)

I'm so cranky right now. Today has just been really bad, and I want it to be over.

I got out of work this morning after being there since Thursday night and my right passenger tire was absolutely flat. AGAIN. THe same damn place that the last tire went not more than a month ago making me buy two new freakin' tires. After having a tantrum in the office, I had Nate help me get the donut on (after I hacked away at the two inches of ice sealing my trunk shut) and called to see if Sears was open so I could go over there and see what could be done about it after Tricia so graciously said she would lend me the money to fix it. Then I get in my nice warm car and turn on the wipers to get rid of excess snow and the fucking passengers side one doesn't even budge. I don't even have the patience to give it thought at this point.

Go to Sears, find out it just had a bad seal (and I could have gotten it fixed for free where I got the tire, but was so fucking tired myself that I just wanted it done so I could go home) had Tricia come pay for it for me and went home.

And then I couldn't sleep.

I tried. I swear I did. But I just couldn't. So I wake up and decide that since I'm awake and it's the weekend, I may as well go see my family in Buxton and maybe take a few pictures since my mom is complaining that she doesn't have any for her wallet. I get all dolled up and drive thrity-five minutes out there to find that NO ONE IS HOME. No one. Except my brother's chihuahua who barked at me like I was an intruder. So, great. I leave a note after hanging around for a half hour and drive back home. In the city, I realize again it's Saturday and a friend of mine who would normally be working is home so I stop there. No answer when I buzz, but some nice man lets me in. Go up to his apartment and no answer when I knock, but this bright guy never locks his door so I open and call hello but no answer. There's an open beer on the table and football on the tv, I know he's home. Instead of intruding into his home first, I go check to see if he's doing laundry, but no dice. Go back up to his apartment, say fuck it and go in and find out he's in the shower. He's a guy, so I figure how long of a shower can he take? Wait. Wait. Wait. Hmph. I have to go home at this point because my mother is stopping in after work, so I left him a silly note that he will probably be sufficiently amused by and left to come home and bitch about my day on LJ.

Where I find that my efforts to do something just nice and sweet for my lovely Adventure Thursday community by adding interests that the members listed that I thought had something to do with the whole idea of Adventure Thursday are met with the virtual equivilent of a wrinkled nose. Great. Thanks. Next time, I'll leave well enough alone. This whole paragraph is going to offend someone or at least cause them to be a little miffed, but then again the passive agressive approach seems to be the way we do things in this house anyway.

While I'm on a roll, I'm also POOR in that mismanaged money sort of way. I just can't seem to spend it the right way, and it just really sucks. Why is it so hard to save money and pay bills and do all the normal things that a working adult does? Why am I still making the transition between teenager with no responsibilities and person who works to live? GRAH!

Tomorrow is Larry's birthday, and we haven't 'spoken' in over three weeks and I would love to tell you that I'm over him and don't miss him but that's a load of bullshit. The truth is that I'm going to be nursing my broken heart for a long time, and everything that reminds me of him makes me want to cry.

I'm so frustrated and angry and upset right now. And all I wanted was to see a freakin' friendly face today or hear some good news or just anything. I don't ask for much, and if I do I'm sorry I just don't know what to do.

Just let me survive the holiday.

Please.

Tina Machina [userpic]

Grr.

December 16th, 2005 (12:51 pm)

If you need me and can't get ahold of me because my phone says I'm not accepting calls, call work (775 3900) and ask for room 103 or Tina. I hate this weather.

Tina Machina [userpic]

Gratitude.

December 15th, 2005 (11:44 pm)

So I've only had a couple major breakdowns this season so far. Fortunately, there have been people there for me when I needed them, and getting through the winter actually feels possible. That is a concept I can barely wrap my head around. So I kind of feel like there are some thank you's I need to hand out.Collapse )

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