Entries Tagged as ‘freaked out’

May 1, 2008

Blank

My laptop screen went blank last night. Every time I turned on the computer to back up or run a virus check, after some time (depending on how long I’d left it alone before hitting the “on” button) the screen would go blank again. No warning. So I left it alone all night. This morning [...]

November 28, 2007

Late (II)

Oh fuck (scuse my French)—while I’ve been writing like a NaNoWri mofo, deadlines have sailed past me left and right, and I just realized that another one has been missed. I hope the lady who hired me isn’t too pissed, especially as I already have a history of being late with her.* I hope I [...]

October 17, 2007

“Er . . . no.”

Phone at work rang. Caller ID said it was somebody from the hallway. Likely a coworker who’d forgotten her card key, or a freelancer dropping something off or picking something up.

I said, “Hello?”
He said, “Hello, it’s me—A.”
He’d e-mailed me a couple of weeks ago and had left me a voicemail last week. I’d ignored both. [...]

October 15, 2007

Tearing out my hair

Haven’t replaced my lost brush, been using a little comb the last few weeks, except can’t give hair thorough brushing with this puny comb, and so instead of freeing up tangles, have been tying hair up in a bun or ponytail most days—but today left hair down for some reason (ah, what autumn weather will make [...]

April 18, 2007

Misplaced? Stolen? Gone.

1 gym bag, hand-me-down from sister, holding:
1 pair of brown pants, fits well, very comfortable (rare for me)
1 black longsleeve shirt, on sale, which I’d planned to wear with new vest-y sweater
1 pair of beautiful glasses, yellowish and flecked with brown
1 makeup case, with replaceable items
1 check from latest proofreading job ($37.50), with my signature [...]

March 31, 2007

Poet: Words, add together, make sense, not necessarily

My current proofreading job is 400+ pages of a poet’s collected long works, six of them, and I am befuddled to the max. I know tomorrow kicks off a month of celebrating poetry, but come on: Why are there nouns and verbs that normally have nothing to do with each other appearing in the same [...]

February 26, 2007

A request to those companies I pay monthly dues to

To Whom It May Concern:
Here’s an idea: How about color-coding your envelopes? This way, when we open our mailbox and find a slim white envelope from you, we can know right from the bat that it’s not an overdue notice—as some of us humble folk know very well that that’s how overdue notices are usually sent—but [...]

February 8, 2007

Locked in

B, an acquaintance, is insisting on helping me with a problem. It’s related to the issue I discussed with my mother a few days ago. My mother, meanwhile, is trying to accelerate the process of something that I was hoping to take my time with. She’s even got my sister involved. But her way—their way—saves [...]