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    Twelve Commandments

    By Lost_Warrior,

    A member of a pagan forum I frequent asked us to "rewrite" the Ten Commandments as they would be for our beliefs, if we had "commandments". This, of course, was an opportunity that I could not pass up. I have twelve just to be different
     
    It made me think anyay. My Twelve Commandments:
     
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    I've finally paid the girl to get her car fixed, and they actually decided they wanted less money than they'd need to fix it. I wrote her a check, she wrote me a reciept (which I locked up in my safe). So that is taken care of. Now all I need is to pay my insurance and fix my car, and looking at my account balance I may just be able to do that without going into my savings! I am very much joyful about that, as the money I had fervently squirrelled away is money I had planned to use for my trip to Minnesota (hopefully with some left over when I get back).
     
    I haven't had a "sugar episode" in almost two weeks, which, if you had seen me two weeks previous, seems to be quite an accomplishment. I'm doing quite well now actually, and still getting better. My next challenge to myself is to get up at a reasonable hour. I lack the self discipline to pull that one off.
     
    I've been getting swelled up and itchy fingers and toes from the cold (happens every winter, grr) and nothing was working for them. I don't know what made me think of it, but I have some aromatherapy oil that I mixed up, I have no tincture of benzoin and the scent does not last long enough to be of any real value for aromatherapy. So for some odd reason or another, I rubbed the stuff into my hands and feet. My fingers and toes (which had been itching terribly, and making me do the "itchy foot dance") did not itch at all while I was at work yesterday, and the swelling is considerably down in them today. (It does help that I've been trying to avoid the cold as well.)
     
    I was playing around in the kitchen and decided to see what I could come up with that was something different. I wanted oatmeal, and so I started playing around with it. Here's what I came up with:
     
    Use actual rolled oats, not quick oats, please. ::shudders at the thought of glue quick oats:: Make the oats with milk, instead of water (just make it how you usually do, follow the directions on the box, whatever). When you're boiling the milk put a few shakes of cinnamon, an allspice berry or two, and a few cloves (I did not crush the cloves or allspice; you might want to). When the milk is boiling, add the oatmeal and cook as usual. (Don't freak when at first the cinnamon forms little lumps that look kinda funky...they'll go away). Serve with a spoonful of brown sugar.
     
    My next recipe is for fried apples. It's simple enough. Cut the apples into tiny pieces (not too tiny, bite sized) and coat them in brown sugar mixed with cinnamon. Heat some butter in a frying pan (get it pretty hot) and fry 'em up! Don't cook them *too* fast, you don't want the insides still cold and the outsides burnt
     
    And for good measure, spiced cider: Put your cider in a microwave safe mug, and nuke it for a few minutes. While it's in the microwave, crush up a few cloves and allspice berries (not too fine) and put them in a teaball. When the cider is good and hot, put the teaball in, and let it "steep" for about five minutes. Of course, you can probably do this on the stove, but for a redneck like me the micro is just as good. So is a soup can on a hot car engine, but I digress. (just kidding about that last one. No, really!)
     
    If you haven't noticed, cloves are my favorite spice, followed by allspice (followed by cinnamon, ginger, and garlic. Not all together, of course)
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    Today I decided to cut my hair. Spontaneity turned out better this time than it has in the past; my hair was two distinctly different lengths and all split, so I just grabbed some scissors and started whacking. I don't think I did too bad, but the back IS a little uneven. I've got "kiddy steps" and I'm sure my mom will chastise me But overall I think it actually looks pretty good. I'm sure mom will disagree.
     
    I'm concreting my plans to head to Minnesota in the summer. Things are looking up! My mom wants me to call dad and get him to go with me. He wants to, too, but I wasn't sure. I will get him to go, to give them both peace of mind (and make the journey easier). This is something I need to do.
     
    I'm getting further in The Eagle's Conquest and am enjoying it once again. I am very behind on my reading; I'm happy to see myself doing some things I actually enjoy again. Today I may go to meet up with some friends. Maybe I'll have dinner with them again.
     
    These past few weeks (and months, in hindsight) I've been having some really bad issues with my blood sugars. It didn't get as bad as passing out and such, but it was pretty bad. I'm feeling much better now, thankfully. Things are looking up! I'm just trying to hold out in my current situation until summer.
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    Catching Up

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Things are really starting to slow down at work; this leaves me bored at times, but it's good, because it means I'm not often in a mood to remove people's heads or fling pizza pans as if they were frizbees. My life is finally starting to get "back to normal" so to speak.
     
    I've taken up "trance dancing", well not truely "trance dancing" at least not yet. Shall I call it "devotional dancing"? It was weird at first, I was embarassed to actually get up and do anything, so I ended up just sitting on the floor bobbing my head. I'm not embarassed anymore (why should I be? No one is watching!) and I must say, it does feel great to just get my butt off the floor and MOVE. It started out as a religious thing, and still is; but it's becoming more and more of a thereputic thing as well.
     
    My friend gave me an image rendering program called Mojo: my first attempts with it were just aweful, and took forever, but lately I've been coming up with some really cool stuff! I'm currently working on a world I started out calling "mistworld", but I'm working on a better name for it. For now lets just call it "Realm of Eternal Mist". I have a folder full of 44 renders of this same world in different views, different lighting, etc. I have become obsessed with it. Tomorrow I hope to go to the library and get a picture of it printed to hang on my wall
     
    It's too big for the page, and I'm too lazy to resize at this hour of the morning, so here's a link:
    http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a133/Dan...tworldstars.png
     
    I'm still working on the next book in the Eagle series. Not quite the bookworm I used to be. I keep getting distracted LOL but I'm enjoying it thus far. I also updated my Blog for anyone who is interested.
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    ::Rowrs::

    By Lost_Warrior,

    This farking jackdonkey is on another forum that I frequent. You know, the one who wrote an entire article about my psychological problems? Yea, that one. Along with his girlfriend, the stalker. She's following my friend from forum to forum, joining after he does than accusing him of stalking her. I stopped believing he was stalking her the minute she initiated conversation with me, believing that I was him under another username. She changes her name but doesn't change her sig and icon.
     
    So Jackdonkey comes over, and starts arguments and fights, posting as a guest under the name "p". He doesn't even have the courage to register, or let anyone know who he is. The admin of the forum won't ban either of them, because she doesn't like to do that, but I can't stand them anymore; they should consider themselves banned from my forum, if they ever try to join it. The worst part is, people are actually defending these two. So here they are, playing the innocent victim, somehow getting at least one supporter. Jackdonkey want's to be martyred. Fine. Crucify his name.
     
    I go upstairs to take a nice shower, maybe calm down a bit and compose some poetry while I've got some time to myself. Yea. No farking hot water. When I've got half of me clean, mom shuts off the water without warning, because it is pouring out of the bottom of the heater. Oh, joy. There goes the rest of mom's savings; I'm trying very hard to keep as much of my savings as I can, even though I'll have to pay to fix two cars; I have plans for this summer and I'll need it. Mom has to pay to fix her truck, because it broke down, and now needs a new rocker panel to pass inspection.
     
    Maybe this is a kind of push to do something with my life besides my current job. Maybe it's a push to find some other way to make money, something I enjoy, like my artwork or writing. Just maybe.
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    Gods

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Yesterday a drive off, day before, a possible write-up. And now this.
     
    I knew before I even went to bed last night that I was going to be tested somehow today. I knew something was going to happen, but I couldn't sit around worrying about it. I had stuff to do.
     
    So if yesterday wasn't enough, I hit someone's car at work. I don't think the damage is bad, at least, not too bad. I don't know who owns the car so I left a note on the windshield with my name and phone number.
     
    When I came out of work a semi was parked behind my car. I cut the wheel sharp, fearing backing into the big rig. I forgot that when the back end goes left, the front end goes right. And right next to me was parked a nice, red, Monte Carlo. Yea, I made a stupid mistake. I guess I should be thankful no one was hurt, and no more damage was done. My bumper and quarter panel will probably need painted. Thier quarter panel will need painted as well.
     
    I just really, really, don't need this. And I've got five more days before I get a day off.
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    Finally

    By Lost_Warrior,

    I feel like I have some room to breath. The past few months since I started work I really haven't felt like myself, but I'm starting to have more "me" time and am actually beginning to feel like I'm getting something done again. I started The Eagle's Conquest and am really enjoying it. I'm also feeling more inspired with my writing, and I think I should start writing more poetry again (I haven't written any in...gods, months! I just hate feeling stressed and uninspired!).
     
    I'm working on something called The Seven Gates which I posted in my blog:
     
     
    It's far from complete, actually, I believe that bit of writing is complete but the self work that it's based on is far from complete. Besides that I may make it into a story of some sort.
     
    I've just won an Ebay auction for yet another piece of alexandrite jewelery (first the necklace, and now a ring to. This will be my second alexandrite ring). Lab grown alexandrite really isn't all that expensive, which is very good. My jewelery addiction is almost as bad as my Roman addiction!
     
    I'm enjoying this whole weekend off, but I will have to work eight days before my next chance to have some time off (that's right folks; I'm working Christmas!). That is going to be a real bear, but luckily all but one day is the shift I can actually tolerate (notice I said "tolerate". This job is definitely not where I can see myself in a few months, or even where I would like to see myself in five minutes. I have fun, but it's turning into one of those "soul crushing" jobs. Plus, they are really tightening down on the already semi-tight regulations. I swear, I seem to be wearing "bullsh*t attractant" or something. They want us working *constantly* for eight hours, with no breaks! Gah! and they've installed closed-circuit camaras to make SURE we don't take a minute to catch our breath. I'll stay, hopefully, through the winter and then come summer, if my plans work out or not, I'm looking for a new situation. Luckily right after Christmas they will be cutting back hours, I won't get any less than four days a week, but the extra time off is just what I need to keep feeling OK. )
     
    So I'm taking a deep breath, and enjoying tomorrow off. Then its "back to the grind" so, if you don't see too much of me until after Christmas you'll know why. I will perservere; and I won't forget about UNRV, I promise!
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    Happiness

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Well, I've finally, FINALLY gotten through that book I was reading (I spent several hours just reading on saturday). Now, finally, I get to start on the two Eagle books I have!! I don't expect them to take as long as the other one did.
     
    I found out last week that I won 50$ just by...doing nothing!! And I am getting a silver and lab-grown alexandrite ring for about 10$ (thanks Ebay!). I found my mom an awesome amethyst ring, and I know she will love it.
     
    Last night I wanted to get started reading but ended up watching my coworker's kid (which included kicking the other babysitter out...the other babysitter was happy enough to leave and I know she didn't know me, which pretty much explains why my coworker did not trust her). That was a pain, but I was happy to do it for a friend.
     
    Someone spoke to me yesterday, and recognized my septagram, and gave me her email. I gave her mine, too, and I'm hoping that she will contact me, because I lost her email addy somehow! I think I know where she lives and am thinking of leaving a (non-specific, incase its the wrong house!) note on her door if we don't come in contact again.
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    Decisions, Decisions

    By Lost_Warrior,

    So the other night my assistant manager dropped a bomshell on me: she wanted me to be the other assistant manager. After having come there with absolutely no experience in the field, and working for four months. To be honest, I'd have no idea what I was doing, even though I would get training. I'd be making (weekly) more than twice what I make now.
     
    At first, I agreed to do it. But the night before that, I was lying in bed thinking how miserable I might be. I decided that the pros outweighed the cons and agreed, and the district manager said he thought it was a good idea too. However, the next night, I lay awake again thinking about how miserable I will be. You see, every other week as assistant manager is night shift (and I've never done overnight). It's like, major swingshift. I don't handle going between afternoon and morning shift well, let alone that. I also barely have time for the things that are important to me now, let alone if I am working 50+ hours a week (on salary pay, and that's where they get to screw you).
     
    Today I broke down in tears thinking about the huge promotion which should have been a good thing. Though today was my day off, I went down to talk to the assistant manager about it. I decided not to take the job. If it's that much stress, even just thinking about doing the job, then it's totally not worth it. Deciding not to take it feels like a huge weight off of my chest.
     
    On a more positive note, I've managed to land three days off in a row next weekend, so I'm going to see the other half of my family who live four hours away. It'll be a rushed trip, but it's better than nothing, and so I'm glad. We'll have to get my aunt to rig the pollyanna, because I already got Jenny's gift and no one told me they were doing a pollyanna. Oh well, Patty is good at that . She'll probably rig it so she gets me, too.
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    Love, Hope and Life

    By Lost_Warrior,

    ::glances around this poor, neglected catagory::
     
    Just yesterday I have started a blog for various religious essays. This will not be for "everyday stuff", but only for things about my personal path. I had started out with the intention of "starting a religion" but I realized that by believing as I do, and practicing as I do, I am effectively creating the path simply by walking it. I was inspired by someone else's religious essays, and decided to write my own. I figure it will help me to learn more about myself, which is my intention. And it may prove entertaining or helpful to others, which is an added bonus
     
    My blog is here: Love, Hope and Life
     
    I was inspired by this blog: Flamekeeping
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    Well, good news bad news time. Good news: next week I'll be on my favorite evening shift ALL week. Bad news: this week is HELL.
     
    Monday night I had to work till 10:30, but I didn't actually get to leave untill 11, because of some issues with the shift change. I had to be in again at 6 am. OK, well that's sucky, but I can deal with it.
     
    So I get home yesterday, work went very well, and I am happy. I get online and find that this jackdonkey who I have had nothing but issues with in the past has posted an "essay" about the "psychology of bullies" giving detailed report of how he has been the victim of "my favorite bully". Of course, by "my favorite bully" he clearly meant ME. So, I tell him off in no uncertain terms, delete my account from his site, block him and delete the site from my favorites list.
     
    Then, I allowed myself a few hours of angry bitching about him, before making an addition to my Samhain ritual: I ritually banished him from my life. "I mean you no further harm, but I am freeing myself of you. Do not speak to me, do not think of me. You are dead to me." This leaves me no longer angry with him, or what he has done. However I cannot help but be hurt by it, and I think, understandably so. I got online later that night to find that he had posted the same thing on another site, of which I was a member first. I made sure my friends knew *my side* of the story, and reported his post to the admin. Of course, the admin publically praised him for making the post, AFTER I had reported it
     
    I then proceed to spend the evening with my friends. Much fun is had, until I return home. Knowing that I want to get some *decent sleep* I get to bed as soon as I think I will be able to sleep. A half an hour later, I get up. Someone has shot our house (with brand new, not even finished yet- siding!) with pink paintballs. I think, "I hope they didn't get my car too!" and go to check. I find that my car has been egged. The egging was done a while before, because it was already dried. Fortunately, though I was out at 11 PM cleaning eggs off of the back of my car, I got to it in time to save my paint. The only damage done was a few scratches caused by the shell hitting.
     
    As I am checking my car for further vandalism, I find that the front bumper is scratched, the paint is slightly (barely noticably) cracked, and it is covered in white streaks. The streaks cleaned off easily, but it appears as though I have hit something. I don't know what, where, or when. I would think it would be difficult to hit something and not know about it. However fortunately the damage is very minimal, only noticable if you look really close, and can probably be repaired by good use of rubbing compound.
     
    At 12 AM I finally am able to go to bed. (I gave up waiting for the cops, but my mom stayed up.) I get to sleep probably around 12:30, and I have to be up again at 5 and in to work at 6.
     
    My day at work sucked, this morning I felt as if I were on the verge of a nervous breakdown until about 10 AM. I am very grateful to my coworker, who helped me a great deal, and I did my best to help her to, when I started feeling more like myself again.
     
    There was something going on, I don't know what, but whatever it was, it wasn't good as our district manager was there, and everyone was in a frantic search for something, going through trash etc. I have suspicions...don't think I should discuss them though. Anyway, I wasn't the only one having "one of those days" and the district manager asked if I could stay a while longer, as they were changing the schedule around a bit as a result of the assistant manager needing to do management instead of deli duties. I agreed, and he thanked me as I left. "What for?" I asked, considering staying after as needed to be part of my job. My drawer was off a bit, and I hope that it is found, however I am not going to worry too much about it. I am too tired to care much at this point.
     
    I cannot wait for this week to be over!!!!
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    My Pretty...

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Well after several harrowing days on morning deli (ACK!) I finally got a couple of days on the evening shift again. Last night was rediculously busy, simply because it was Friday and also because today is the first day of archery season. I hope today isn't that busy. My coworkers on deli were about going nuts because we had non-stop sub orders.
     
    One of my customers (who has become a rather good friend of mine just by his coming in the store) told me where to get alexandrite (the lab grown variety) inexpensively. Mine arrived today in the mail and it is GORGEOUS!! Alexandrite is extraordinarily rare and usually very expensive. This is it's lab-grown counterpart, which is chemically and physically identical to a flawless natural alexandrite, I paid $30 for this one as opposed to the several thousand (!) that a natural stone of similar quality and size would cost. Alexandrite, if you have never been "blessed" with having seen it and consequently become obsessed with it, is a nifty little gem which appears green in sunlight or flourescent light and red in incandescent or firelight. I first saw it at Kay jewelers, when I was simply window shopping (I cannot afford anything from there) and I fell *in love* with it, so that I would go to Kay just to stare at the alexandrites. I bought a setting for this one and set it myself into a necklace, my mom said it would be a pain in the butt to set the stone, however I had absolutely no trouble with it and it only took me a couple of seconds to get it set. It's a good sized pear shape on a simple silver chain, too big for a ring, though I thought of putting it in a ring it would look..."hokey" and besides, my hands get bashed around alot.
     
    I actually look forward to seeing my friend at work now, as he comes in almost every night. Last night he showed me a black diamond, I'd never seen one and I thought they were a metaphor or something, but they do exist LOL. We compare gemstones when there's no other customers in the store
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    I'm Still Here...

    By Lost_Warrior,

    As you've probably noticed, I've been a bit absent on the forums lately. I spent the past week or so at my neighbor's house, dogsitting. They had a computer (that works better than mine) but my time has been spent cleaning up messes and exploring new sites (I found an awesome Pagan Forum and have been spending time playing on there.
     
    I've also been stuck on the early shift (Oh, joy!) lately, and work has been taking up alot of my time. Between work, my internet not working, and trying to find time still to further my spiritual path (which I am taking much more seriously now) I've not had too much time to mess around on UNRV. Hopefully, that will change very soon.
     
    I still have several books that I plan on reading and reviewing for UNRV, but reading has been slow, I must find time to read as well. I swear, it didn't used to take me two months to finish one book
     
    I'm very happy to be home from the neighbors, I will not miss the sheer *joy* of climbing into bed at 1 am to find that the dog had pissed in it Also, theres something about the carpet at their house which makes it impossible to see stains. They can only be found by stepping in them, preferrably at 2:30 AM when I must be up to go to work at 4:30. It's great to be home.
     
    Yesterday we went to Sonestown Heritage where I found an awesome necklace for my mom (we bought each other early christmas presents, this pendant is worth far more than the fifteen bucks I paid for it. She bought me an amber and silver bracelet with celtic crosses.) and last weekend I bought a beautiful set of brass things for her for $6. I'm giving them to her as a solstice gift. She's pagan/taoist/buddhist so, the brass singing bowl (worth far more that the $6 I paid for it...and I got a whole set for that much!) incensce burner, little bowl, ashtray and silver thing, will be perfect for her.
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    (now please, go crawl in a hole and die!)
     
    That's what I felt like saying most of the day today.
     
    I had to work the deli this morning, and I HATE deli in the morning. I'm willing to do it, but it is far from my favorite thing, I was alone on deli this morning and still not entirely sure what I was supposed to be doing or how. I had no problem with *being* on deli because they wanted to train the new girl on register, and so they asked me to switch over to deli. Of course, the new girl was sick and wasn't going to be there, so I got up earlier and got to work earlier for no apparent reason.
     
    I started out having a very good head start on things, however that quickly went downhill. We were busy as all GET OUT! (something I also felt like saying most of the day) and it took me an hour to do things that should have taken fifteen minutes. The chicken was frozen when I needed it, someone has messed with the temperature settings on everything so the hot dogs were cold and the soup was scorching, I had no time to make the pizzas, I also had to bake things on top of everything else (something I never did get finished.) I felt like I was trying to be in three places at once, I cannot POSSIBLY reach the pizza oven from the deli counter, I just can not do it! Then a woman comes in and says she wants a "regular sub" and I asked her what kind of sub she wanted. She replied "a REGULAR sub. I want a REGULAR sub." as if I'm supposed to know what that means. I said (perhaps a bit testy at this point) "what kind of sub do you want? we have ham, turkey, italian..." she cut me off with "I want a REGULAR sub. I don't need your attitude. I'm leaving." at which point my manager comes out to see what's going on, asks the lady what she wants and she repeats the same answer. Of course, my manager does not know what she means either, and is trying to explain to the woman that "regular sub" is simply not in our terminology and no one here knows could possibly know what she means...(turns out she meant an *american* sub...something that I'd never even heard of before I started work!)
     
    They told me that we were usually that busy in the mornings, but I'd never seen it that busy. It was insane, and they told me "this is normal" (looking at the paperwork at the end of my shift, and the amount of sales, I do not think that it was normal at all actually ). Because I *love* deli so much, and managed to stop myself from simply running around in circles screaming, I am being asked to work deli tommorow morning too, because I "need more practice". Which I do, but first I'd like some time to get my head on straight.
     
    I had a couple of bright spots in my day, the first being that I found a silver quarter in my drawer as I was counting it first thing this morning. When I did my paperwork at the end of my shift, it came out *to the penny* which has only happened once before. I was ecstatic.
     
    I was driving home and a lady was walking down the road, she signalled me that she wanted a ride. I almost drove right past, but something told me "stop for this lady" and even though I really don't pick up hitch hikers on principle, I stopped. (I really don't know why I did. It was like I just could not drive past. Something seemingly outside of myself removed my foot from the gas pedal to the brake, without my even thinking about it). I asked her where she was going and it was only a few miles out of my way so I said "hop in" and I took her home. (she had wrecked her car). She was very nice, and very thankful that I had given her a ride. I recognized her, she comes into my store alot although I did not know her name. She had signalled for a ride because she had mistaken me for her friend, but I stopped and I'm glad I did, the distance she had to go would have been horrible to walk, and it started to rain.
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    Archery And Fishing

    By Lost_Warrior,

    I know, this poor little blog over in the corner has been neglected lol.
     
    I managed to get Saturday off of work so that I could go to the Bowhunters' Festival, and I had a blast. I got my arrows cut, finally, found some very pretty feather roses (they are gorgeous! A waste of money, but gorgeous! lol), and I got a beautiful little antler-handled knife to add to my collection We ran into one of my friends from school and ended up taking her home so she could stay to see the bluegrass band play, she and her mom had been there all day and her mom wanted to leave. I ended up trying to drag her out to dance, and she pinched me, so now I have bruises on my arms and hands Actually, there were several others dancing, all of whom had beer cans in thier hands. I don't know how they managed to dance without spilling any, especially when they fell down. It was great fun
     
    Yesterday at work was a bore, and today I had off again so my grandparents and I went fishing. We didn't catch anything really, gram got a nice sized (and talkative!) catfish and "pip" got a few sunnies and a rockbass. I caught absolutely nothing. It was fun though. I took my bow and arrows to their house so I could shoot them there, and already broke one of my pretty arrows! ::is sad:: aw well, I guess I should not get too attached to arrows. It does suck though. I was amazed at how easily I could pick up shooting again after nearly a year without shooting my bow and with arrows I'd never used before.
     
    We washed my car while it was there, it's so much easier to do it at their house because at mine I have to drag the hose up over the wall and it doesn't reach all the way around the car, even though it's actually two lengths of hose put together.
     
    Tomorrow I have to be up at four thirty in the morning, because I got on the early shift again. It's only for a few days so I don't really mind, but I've grown very fond of the evening shift and I can't stand getting up int the morning.
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    Eagle's Mere

    By Lost_Warrior,

    So we ventured into a little town called Eagle's Mere today. They have a few really cool shops, and in the first one we walked into, I found two Roman coins. Well more than two, I couldn't resist buying one, and I actually ended up with two. I wish I could have brought them all home.
     
    The first one I picked up is from Constantine, the second, Constantius. I have no idea why I picked the one of Constantine, other than I was drawn to it for some reason. Actually, I didn't even realize until I got home, Constantius is apparently Constantine's son. I had no idea LOL. The second one seems miraculously well preserved, or completely fake. I like it because of the little legion standards on the back of the coin I have no idea as to the value of these coins.
     
    I've posted images in my blog:
     
    Constantine II
     
    Constantius II
     
    I also went to a bookstore that I somehow didn't even know existed and I picked up a book entitled The Mask of Jove by a guy called Stringfellow Barr. It's a first edition hardback book in very good condition. It is about the history of the Roman Empire, written in a narrative format. I now have four books that I plan to read for UNRV this might take a while (I picked up another off the "bargain rack" at the mall last week).
     
    My new book looks very good, however I'm wondering who named their kid Stringfellow and why.
  17. Lost_Warrior
    The first three days of this week were alot of fun, but the last three, well, were something else lol. I had to work deli alone for the last three days (I worked till 10 PM six days in a row ). The first night, was so crazy that I didn't actually manage to get anything done, I swear, if one more person came in with a pizza order or wanted a hoagie, I was going to scream lol. Then last night I had to "take down" deli, as well as do all my normal work, which I would have barely had time to do because I kept having to stop to make pizzas and hoagies for people. Tonight wasn't SO bad, but I had a terrible time trying to make two pizzas that I had no clue how to make, and wasted probably a half hour trying to figure out how to make them (thank the Gods that they were for the manager's daughter, and so it wasn't an issue. She used to work there and actually helped me make them when she came to pick them up. If it had been someone else, I think there would have been a problem lol) The candy display fell over, I had to tape it up. But then it fell over again. There was really nothing I had time to do with it, so I just left all the candy on the counter.
     
    I've learned something though, energy drinks are bad for me lol. I get such a buzz off of them, even if it's only half a can. I'm wired for hours, but then, I get home and crash, I mean I don't get sleepy, I get paranoid and jittery. I don't know what it is, lol most of it contains various "nutrients" I've never even heard of. I especially like the taste of them though, and the fact that I am totally wired after drinking them (I love Full Throttle Fury hehe, shortly after drinking some of that I was trying to say "Full Throttle Fury" three times fast. Try it, especially when hyped up on caffeine, you'll find it is nearly impossible, but hilarious)
     
    I burnt both of my hands on the pizza oven (at the same time) because the door fell open and I either tried to catch it, or didn't get my hands out of the way fast enough. So the back of my right hand and my left index finger are burnt, but not badly, actually, I think they'll probably be fine in the morning. It drove me nuts though, because I had to make about six or seven things after that, and wearing plastic gloves when your hands are burnt, sucks. I'm just glad that I got the dishes done before it happened, because scalding hot bleach water would have REALLY sucked, and I didn't have a nice coworker on deli to do it for me tonight. It's pretty funny actually, I usually burn myself at least once a night (we joke that we are branded when we start work ) and tonight I managed to take care of both hands at the same time. You know, get it all out of the way at once Actually, the burn on my right hand looks a bit like a stylized leaf, and I'm thinking if it actually scarred that way it might look really cool Especially since there's a scratch next to it that looks like a stem. Maybe next week I can get a flower somehow
     
    I tried to get a cell phone on Tuesday, but they wanted a four hundred dollar deposit. I was like "screw this" so I still don't have a cell phone. Too bad, I really wanted one. TracFone is too expensive for anything but emergencies I think.
  18. Lost_Warrior
    So, here it is, 10:40 PM and I just got home from work. Mind you, this would not be so bad, however I must be up at 4:30 tommorrow morning so that I can be at work at 6:30. I am also working Sunday morning, at 6 or 6:30 AM. I had switched days with someone so that I would have Sunday off, but the manager decided that since I was a trainee, that wouldn't do. So now I'm back to working Sunday again. Sure, give me some relief from this hellish weekend, then yank it away again! The shift before mine did not stock the cooler, apparently, and it took me twice as long to do it as it should have. Yea...try spending an hour in a refridgerator. What fun THAT is. To top it off, there is a pipe leaking in the office, water all over the floor. The managers know about it, but haven't done anything. Tommorrow there is likely to be a flood. It is REALLY leaking. It will be interesting to see what happens, when we have a small flood in the office. Tommorrow is also a holiday in our little town, (WOO f*ckin HOO! Let's celebrate!) so the place will be so busy, I may not even have time to pee. I may have to walk to work, because they will close off main street and I will not be able to drive home in the afternoon. My mom may drive me, but I'm still going to have to drag my tired ass home on foot. Then be up at 4:30 AM to do it all over again.
     
    I had just gotten used to the morning/day shift, and they have switched me to midshift. Which is going to totally throw me off. And this job is killing my skin, my hands are rediculously dry and somehow I keep getting little cuts. Hopefully I won't burn myself on a pizza tray again.
     
    To top it off, whatever manner of six or eight legged creature who left the inch diameter welt on the back of my leg, can go directly to Hades. And if it should have trouble along the way, I will be MORE THAN HAPPY to assist in it's passage.
     
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    Part II
     
    Here's the update (thank Gods I woke up in a good mood today and somehow wasn't tired, because otherwise I would have killed someone)
     
    1) someone thought they had gas on pump 4, so it was rung up as $20 on pump 4. It was actually on pump 3. The guy who *actually* had pump 4 thought it must be a mistake, and paid for the $9.75 that was *also* on pump 4. The $20 on pump 3 was accounted for because it actually belonged to the woman, but the $9.75 was not. Apparently, it was paid for however, because there was no short in my drawer at the end of the day.
     
    2) someone dumped probably 25 or 30 $$ worth of gas in the parking lot. (Hard to estimate the amount when it is all over the parking lot/road, but we did not have enough spilldry in the store to clean it up and had to get more from the fire department).
     
    3) a case of glass was dropped in the parking lot
     
    4) a glass bottle was dropped in front of the register
     
    5) someone apparently paid for $20.00 of gas on pump 2, when they actually had $18.02 on 3 or 4. When we would have rung up the $20.00 for the woman who had actually tried to buy it, that amount was not on the register (but she forgot about it). The $18.02 remained unaccounted for, she called as I was finishing my paperwork to say that I had forgotten to ring up her gas, and came back to pay for it. That was when we figured out what actually happened (in short, we thought there were two people stealing gas, but actually it was just confusing)
     
    6) the lottery machine decided to neatly accordion-fold the paper instead of printing a reciept
     
    7) same lottery machine refused to read any tickets put through it, and everything had to be done by hand
     
    8) lottery machine nearly got a little "percussive mantainance"
     
    9) we were rediculously busy all day and barely had time to do anything
     
    10) the guy finally showed up to fix the watery mess in the office
     
    So, today wasn't *too bad* all things considered...my drawer came out *really close* (even with over $5000 in sales, in a gas station) and I found a silver dime AND got compliments from my assistant manager, which really mean something to me because I don't think she's the type to be "loose" with her compliments.
     
    Tonight I'm going to the "outhouse races" (yes, you heard right)
     
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    Update: just got back from the outhouse races, yes I have pictures, will post them later. The senator Rick Santorum actually handed out the trophies, unfortunately I did not get pictures of him.
  19. Lost_Warrior
    So, I get in my car to drive to work, and my car CD player says "bad disk" and spits the CD out at me. (there is absolutely nothing wrong with the disk. I put it back in and it plays fine.) I stop at an intersection, and a guy is spackling overhead, there is white fluffy stuff falling down and it appears to be snowing in the intersection in the middle of summer.
     
    Is this an omen for the rest of my day?
     
    I get to work, and I cannot get the pricing gun to work, it somehow gets the tape of little stickers wrapped back inside. I try to bag rolls, and every time I turn around, someone is standing at my register. NOW, there is another register, and a cashier at it. I am clearly busy. But they have to stand patiently at my register, expecting me to stop what I'm doing and come over. I went through about 20 pairs of gloves trying to bag those stupid rolls.
     
    THEN, I'm trying to make a hawiian pizza, and I can't find the container. I have to get it out of the sink and wash it. Then I have to track down the pineapple and something to put it in. When I get the can opener to work, and try to put the pineapple in the container, what do I do but tip the container and dump pineapple down all over my new leather shoes, the front of the refridgerator, and the counter?
     
    I am trying to make a hoagie for someone and have to track down a knife, also in the sink. Then I'm making another pizza, because we have suddenly sold out of both pepperoni and cheese pizza. So I don't even get the dough spread out, before I hear a crash behind me. I turn around, and the Pringles display has taken a nosedive, there are cans of Pringles ALL OVER the floor. So I leave my pizza and pick them up. A nice lady who is in the store every day helps my coworker pick up the cans, and I get back to my pizza. (some smart person has set the tower of cans on top of the empty box without even taping the box. As you can imagine, the flaps simply folded in.)
     
    The next thing I know, the bucket under the drink thingy, (it's a big basin full of ice and bottles of ice tea, with a tube to drain) is overflowing. All over the floor. Oy vey. So I have to clean that up to. I swear, that thing is the worlds worst invention.
     
    Oh yea, I forgot to mention, when I started my shift there was water coming out of the oven. Don't ask.
  20. Lost_Warrior

    Fractals!

    By Lost_Warrior,

    FRACTALS RULE THE WORLD!!!
     
    I've just started playing with a little freeware program for making fractals. Fractal art using this program takes practically no skill, just pushing the right buttons and adjusting the right settings. Even so, the results are SERIOUSLY cool, and no one can argue about that.
     
    Not only that, they can be given really awesome names. So far I have "Firefly", "Golden Peacock", "Hell's Staircase", "Sandstorm", "Snail Star", "Snow White Galaxy", "Sun Flame" and "Fire Coi" (so named because it kind of looks like an abstract goldfish).
     
    Will post pictures soon
     
    [edit] they all stretch beautifully for a desktop background. Even if they appear small.
  21. Lost_Warrior
    So, I've just completed my fourth day of work. I've had to get up at 4:30 AM every day that I have work, and I've taken to not eating lunch, simply because there isn't time and when I'm busy, I'm just not hungry. It's been interesting, getting started. I've been learning to run a cash register (which isn't as hard as I thought it would be) and learning to do various other menial tasks (which are much harder than I thought they would be).
     
    I'm really enjoying my work, despite the early hours. I get along well with my coworkers, although one, seems to think I have the intelligence of a five year old or something. She doesn't say as much, but I can tell it in the way she says things sometimes (I almost put the envelope in the wrong side of the safe and she yelled "NO!" at me like I was a dog or something. ) She's really nice, usually, but there is something just "off" about the way she says some things...and I don't even think she means to do it. I can understand because she's really busy, and I do think that if I were in her position, trying to train someone, I would be the same (after all, I can be pretty antisocial. Especially after getting up at 4:30 AM). I surely hope her opinion of me changes, or my opinion of her opinion of me changes, because otherwise, this is not going to be good.
     
    Yesterday I burnt my arm on a pizza tray, and today I had to re-price a whole passel of jugs of water. See, they didn't tell me how much they were supposed to cost, so I did what I *thought* was the most logical thing. I looked in the cooler to see how much we were selling them for. The problem was, the ones in the cooler were marked wrong. So I remarked both the ones in the cooler AND the six or 7 boxes (all stacked on top of each other) that I had priced.
     
    I met this really cool old guy yesterday, who came in and ordered a vegetable hoagie...basically, a sub made entirely of condiments I do not know his name, but meeting him just made my day and I hope I see him again soon
  22. Lost_Warrior
    So, I had to go to orientation this morning. Had to be at the store at 6 am and then head out to New Milford. I had no clue where that was. And I was making the trip alone. Majorly nervous because I was sure I'd be lost. I get about 3 or 5 miles from the store and hit fog. The windshield fogs up terribly, so I slow down to about 20 mph (in a 45 zone) trying to figure out what's going on. It happened immediately after I hit the windshield washers, so at first I thought they did it. Then all the windows fogged to. I could not see a dippin' thing. I know the guy in the car behind me was thinking "what the hell is wrong with that car in front of me" and I pull over and throw on the hazard lights, then I turn on the defrosters and finally get the windshild clear with use of the wipers, and I head out again. It was foggy and I had to drive 10-15 miles under the speed limit most of the way. The road I had to take most of the way was a mess because of recent rains doing major damage to the blacktop. Then I get to the end of the road that I *thought* went straight into New Milford. I have two choices: right or left. Now, this wasn't in the directions I was given, so I was *sure* I made a mistake. I look right and see there's more buildings down there, I figure I'll get to the nearest likely one and I'll ask directions. Then I see "New Milford Hardware" as I'm driving down the road, and I think "hey, maybe I made the right turn after all!" Still no sign of the store I'm supposed to go to, so I pull into the parking lot of an automotive shop and ask directions to the store. If I had driven 10 more feet down the road I would have seen it. They guy probably thought I was nuts.
     
    I thought I would be late, but I actually was about 40 minutes early. I followed the trainer into the parking lot. We were talking and she looked at my paperwork. She said "I can't believe she's starting you out at only ** an hour! That's a little low, don't you think?" I'm like "um..I guess so. I don't know what they normally pay." She makes a phone call to the corporate office and gets me a raise...before orientation even actually starts!!! I'm a bit concerned about this actually, because my manager does not know about it yet, unless the corporate office contacted her. I hope she doesn't get mad.
     
    Orientation itself was kind of a bore. It consisted of sitting at a table watching videos, filling out paperwork, and cracking jokes with the other trainees. The company bought us lunch, and it was good lunch to. I had an italian hoagie. I was not sure how they were making it and was quite shocked when she dumped some thick stuff over it instead of the oil I was expecting. The thick stuff turned out to be creamy italian salad dressing. I was a bit annoyed and confused at first, but I tasted it and it was incredible! I'd never even heard of such a thing, but it was really, REALLY good!!
     
    The drive home was uneventful, and I stopped up at my mom's store instead of calling her. I think I startled her I got shirts that she will wear once my uniform shirts come in. I also got two pairs of cheap sunglasses, because I broke my sunglasses and I need sunglasses. I have a pair of glasses for the car, but I want them to stay in the car so I always have a pair in the car
     
    LOL what's with the "too many emoticons" thing? I had no clue there was actually a limit on emoticons!
  23. Lost_Warrior

    Hopeful

    By Lost_Warrior,

    Of the two applications that I put in at the beginning of last week, I got a phone call from one of them (on the same day I was going to call them to "check in"). I had forgotten to fill out my birthdate on the application, and the manager called me to ask for it. No big deal. I come inside from mowing the grass and theres another message on the machine. I almost don't answer it thinking it's the same message as before, but since there are two messages which are nearly identical, I figure it's a new one and not a malfunction so I call her back. I got an interview that same day. She said I'd probably know Monday or Tuesday.
     
    It's now Wednesday, and I haven't heard, so I called her back. She says she's still waiting for approval from the central office. Now this, I can believe, because she seems to sincerely want to hire me and I know that background checks for 18 yr olds take a long time (my mom also works at a franchise). So I'm hoping I'll know tomorrow, because orientation is Saturday so they had better get their backsides in gear and let me know Turns out it's not night shift though, its "all shifts", which means that I could be working...all sorts of funny hours. I'm a bit apprehensive about this, but not totally. I think that while it may be a pain, it will be kind of fun. My adventuresome spirit sees this as a possible opportunity for an interesting experience. ::crosses her fingers. and her toes:: I really need this job.
     
    I still haven't heard back from the place that "lost" my application. Although after talking to the manager there, my mom says I probably wouldn't want to work there anyway (apparently someone in authority who shall remain nameless said "what's she need a job for anyway? She has a car, a place to live, and no bills to pay" My mom can't afford to keep me forever ya know lady.) Besides that, their parking lot is aweful and I fear for my low profile tires every time I have to drive through it
     
    I went to the mall and poked around through the bookstore. Now this bookstore is expensive, and so what I do is keep a little notebook in my pocket, take down the titles of the books I want, go home, and order them off of Amazon for a third the price I did find, on their "bargain books" rack, a large and very beautiful volume entitled Ancient Rome: People and Places. It is actually sewn, not glued, and its glossy pages are chock full of gorgeous pictures! There is more text than I first realized, and it is rather slow reading as I am constantly distracted by the pretty pictures, but it contains a wealth of information. One thing that irks me about it though, is that it does not have a single page devoted to the Roman military. It may be part of a series, in which case the military would be covered in another, similar book which I would love to aquire. But otherwise, I cannot believe the author left out that very important aspect of Roman history!
     
    The next two in the Eagle series are also headed my way from Amazon, and I cannot wait to recieve them. They were shipped yesterday so I should have them soon. UNRV should have three new reviews, in relatively short order!
     
    Not long ago I was promoted to Patrician status! :punk: This made my day, even if I was slightly disappointed by not yet having found out that I have a job
  24. Lost_Warrior
    So, I woke up the other day with this crazy idea in my head that I wanted to build a webforum. Mind you, I already had two webforums. I simply enjoy building them As luck would have it, I was having a problem with the admin panel on my one forum, and tech support was ignoring me (it was a function that I *really need* that wouldn't work). I had wanted to move to Proboards anyway (Proboards is AWESOME), but I was worried about moving again, because the first time I moved Hidden Worlds it was a fiasco. But I made the switch. Currently I'm glad I did (if you are interested in spirituality or new age stuff, Check it out). Now I'm trying to figure out how to get more traffic. To avoid it being as much as a fiasco as it was last time, I've decided to leave both the old and new forum up for a while, so I am currently running both at the same time.
     
    I got another idea in my head, to try composing music on the computer. Now I've had a song in my head for almost a year, but I can't figure out the notes to write it. I found this neat little program called Psycle, and it seems to have great capabilities to do what I want to do. The thing is, I have no clue how to use it. So it's becoming a pain in the butt I did learn something though, Techno is just a bunch of random notes and funny sounds. Now THAT I can do!!!
     
    I called the place I put in a job application at, and not only had she lost my application, but she hadn't bothered to look for it yet! (I mean, come on, if you don't want to hire me, just say so!) This is worrisome, because this particular place is *rediculously* short staffed AND has a reputation for hiring anyone who walks in the door. So I got an application from a couple of other places, filled them out, and took them back. One is only hiring night shift, but that's cool, I'm a total night owl
  25. Lost_Warrior
    Well I've been home from my dad's for 3 or 4 weeks, and now it's time for me to find a job. I put in an application at a local grocery store. Not only is the place within walking distance, but I liked the atmosphere and thought I would like to work there. They weren't officially hiring, but they were short staffed. I had two reccommendations from people who worked there. I turned in my application. I called a few days later, they told me that the manager had taken it upstairs to look at it. All was looking good. They told me they'd call me. They didn't. I called back, they said "oh, well we looked at your application but we aren't hiring". Um...you think they could have told me that...when I handed in the application? OR, when I called the first time? I think they just wanted a nice way to blow me off. But they could have called. That way I'd have known to keep looking.
     
    See, the problem is, where I live no one wants to hire an 18 year old. People my age have quite a reputation for not showing up for work, walking out on the job, or if they do show up and stay there they just stand around.
     
    So I applied at another place, the small convenience store/gas station. The manager was very happy to see me, told me "we're always hiring! They'll find some place for you!" and sent me off with an application, which I turned in 15 minutes later. I went back a few days later to check, and they had lost my application. Manager said she'd find it, I called the next day she hadn't even started to look. OK, that's fine. Told her that if she couldn't find it and needed me to fill out another one, to call me. Said she'd be conducting interviews maybe at the end of the week. I haven't heard back from her yet, but I'm still hopeful.
     
    I was going to go yesterday with my neighbor to a knife/tool place in Williamsport. See, we are both collectors of knives and swords. He was ill, unfortunately, and also Williamsport was getting pelted with hail and tornados Needless to day, I didn't go. I needed to get some driving time in in order to get a discount on insurance, so today mom and I went to Wal*Mart. (I love Wal*Mart).
     
    Unfortunately, the road we usually take was closed. So, we had to go the long way around, and we managed to get lost. Well not truely lost, but we were much confused.
     
    Finally we get to Wal*Mart, and I happen to find the ring I have been looking for. It's citrine, and I wanted a citrine ring, not so much for the look of citrine (citrine is a yellow stone for those who do not know) but for it's energetic properties. Some believe that wearing citrine attracts wealth, which is something I am not concerned about. However, I find that when I wear citrine or carry some of it with me, I am considerably less agitated. I found this out years ago, when I could not stand to be in my school. Large crowds and certain types of technology make me feel physically ill to be around. I do not know the reason, but I found that citrine helps with that, and with some other things as well. Recognizing the "energetic insanity" creeping up on me again, I pulled out my piece of rough citrine and stuck it in my pocket. Instantly felt better. So then I started seeking a ring made of the stuff, because I really don't like carrying random stones in my pocket. At the very least, they tend to go through the wash if they don't get lost alltogether. Besides that, my particular piece of citrine looks a bit like crystal meth. My friends and I used to joke about this, especially since I carried it in a stash box that I had found near some woods where I used to live. But where I currently live, this might not be such a funny coincidence. Especially when I'm trying to obtain and hold onto a job.
     
    So I found this ring at Wal*Mart, it isn't silver like I wanted, it's yellow gold. But it's quite pretty, and wasn't horribly expensive. I was going to buy one on Amazon, but when you buy a ring online like that you can't see the stone or really what the ring looks like. This one cost about the same as the one from Amazon would once you added in the shipping charges. It's also very simple, which I like, because I plan on never taking it off
     
    While I was in Wal*mart I stumbled across a soapstone potporri holder/incense burner which I plan on putting on my altar. I don't like incense, because of the smoke and because most of it burns my throat, however some other sort of scented thing would not bother me at all. I'm thinking a cotton ball with some essential oils on it
     
    And of course, I can't go anywhere without something going wrong. I stepped to get out of someone's way in the perfume isle, and a box fell off of the shelf behind me and right onto my foot. The corner left a bloody and bruised scrape Watch out for that designer cologne spray, that stuff hurts!
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