two more fillings down

i only went in to have him look at my ouchy tooth, dammit. now i’m sitting here as the freezing slowly drains from my face… *drip*
came home and the cable modem was angrily flashing orangey lights at me. i was not impressed, especially considering the state of my slowly thawing mouth. sat on hold with crappy 60’s porno hold music. got disconnected right as an operator picked up my call. phoned back. sat on hold with crappy 70’s porno hold music. got the bestest help desk chick ever. told her about the crappy 70’s porno hold music. also told her my theory about their putting the crappiest porno hold music they can find to make wannabe complainers hang up before they reach that elusive operator. she laughed. i laughed. my face hurt. i stopped laughing. she made me turn off and unplug things then went to talk to someone else while listening to crappy porno hold music again. two minutes after she came back, lights were no longer blinking and i was good to go. yay, linda! i should write her a letter.
while i was at the union office yesterday, hr got in a hissy fit about letters which needed doing and somehow managed to terrorize wilma & amelita into entering them. the best part: they fucked it all up because they don’t know the tricks to getting the program to do things it wasn’t supposed to do. it took them all day to go through about a quarter of what was sitting there. i got through half today. by myself. alone. because i know what i’m doing. dorks. i giggled when i found out. see? they really do panic when i’m not there. gotta wonder what they’ll do if i get the payroll position.
yeah, i think i’ve finally figured out that i have to apply for the temporary position in payroll. i’m not very happy doing data entry anymore and there’s so much data entry to do right now that i don’t even have time to do the other tasks which are a little more enjoyable and/or challenging. i don’t know if i’ll even get the position, but i have to try. i need a change or i’m going to become bitter and mean. well, more bitter and mean than i am already. it’s scary. i don’t normally like change. especially when it means i’ll have to leave my boss. i love my boss. he’s wonderful. my new boss would suck buckets, but at least i’d get to work with sandy and i’d learn new things. i love to learn new things. even if they are scary and now i’m babbling, so maybe i should just shut up and fill out the damn application. *droopy half-frozen smile*
i have to phone my mom and break it to her that i’m not really interested in going to visit this weekend. i mean, meghan’s making chili friday night. i can’t pass that up! besides, i’m really broke. even with the wcb cheque i got yesterday, which will just cover the few other things i need to buy and a new pair of jeans. not to mention paying for bowling sunday, if i decide to go. the jury’s still out on that. it’s somewhat scary to think of meeting all those other vancouver bloggers in person. i’m waiting for derrick to force me into it.
you know, i wasn’t going to mention anything about it, but i still can’t watch jamie & david’s pairs skate without crying. it’s a beautiful program with gorgeous music, but every time i watch it i *know* they didn’t get what they deserved and it breaks my heart. i could reconcile myself to the outcome if the russians had had a clean skate, but they didn’t. pass me a tissue, please.