February 14, 2006
Valentines to pass,
Just take a moment,
and please kiss my ass...
Didn't I make you feel
Like you were the only man
Didn't I give you everything
That a woman possibly can
Each time I tell myself
That I can't stand the pain
You hold me in your arms
And I'll say it once again
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ay
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby, yeah
Take another little piece of my heart, oh oh, oh oh
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good
You're out on the street lookin' good
Baby deep down in your heart
You know that it ain't right
No, you never, never, never, never hear me cry
Cry no, I cry, I cry all, all the time yeah
Each time I tell myself
That I can't stand the pain
You hold me in your arms
And I'll say it once again
Come on, come on, come on, come on, ay
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby yeah
Take another little piece of my heart oh (take it)
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good, ooh, yeah
Come on, come on, come on ooh
Oh you take a peice of me
When you take my heart
Oh baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby yeah (take it)
Take another little piece of my heart oh oh
Take another little piece
Of my heart now baby
You know you got it
If it makes you feel good yeah
Take a piece of my heart
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February 12, 2006
How is is possible that the very same world that created wonderful, caring, and selfless people like Blackfive, Andi, ArmyWife, etc can also create people without any real grasp on the concept of compassion?
You know the people I'm talking about ... the people that aren't necessarily mean on purpose, they are just so inwardly focused that they kind of suck to talk to. The people that are appalled and offended that you would dare accuse them of being empathetically impaired ... Yeah, you know the ones I mean - the ones that can only see their own feelings and blame the you for why they can't see yours.
Someone just tell me how it is all possible. Because I still don't get it...
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February 11, 2006
Friday was just not a good day at work. I finally reached a boiling point after a long series of run-ins with the USN CAPT that I work with and ended up closing the door to my office so I could sit and cry the stress out.
It was an early morning - one, because of our conference but two, because our first presenter, the CAPT, wasn't done making his powerpoint by the time I left work on Thursday. I had to show up early to run through it with him because I am the techie intern ... Naturally, he wasn't ready when I showed up and thus the timeline for getting our attendees into the conference was delayed and I had to run around like a chicken with my head cut off to get everything coordinated.
The conference timeline was completely jacked. First, because of our delay in getting the attendees into the building, second because the CAPT (and POC for the conference as a whole) gave a terrible and lengthy "brief" that pushed the entire timeline back. And of course, it was on a day that I needed to be across town for lunch... More running...
When I finally was able to read my email and listen to voicemail at 2pm, there were important tasks for me to handle ... and I jumped right in. But someone else had other plans...
In the middle of a phone call, discussing one of our important databases and the needs of another agency for using it CAPT barged into my office. I assumed he'd leave once he realized I was on the phone, for business purposes ... but he didn't. So I asked the person if they could hold on.
CAPT had me put the other agency on hold while he asked if I could do his photocopying. And not just photocopying ... photocopying of select pages of a large document ... and NOW. I explained that I was in the middle of important business and he explained he needed the copying done yesterday and the other intern was gone for the weekend already. I was to do what he needed NOW.
In my head: If it's so damn important, why didn't you ask me yesterday...?
I ended up having to call the other agency back so that he could get his copies. And then ... when I finished (within his 20 minute deadline), he wasn't in his office. AND, he left the office without ever saying a word to me.
Now can anyone explain to me why it is necessary to treat another person that way? There is no reason you need to be rude to people in a situation like that. There is no excuse for being so condescending.
I just don't get it...
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February 08, 2006
No no, you dirty boys, my body temperature rises while I'm sleeping. I usually keep my room a little cooler than I could tolerate fully clothed & awake, just because I'll overheat and can't sleep if I don't. More than once I've had a boyfriend ask me if I was feeling ok in the morning because he thought I had a fever the night before.
So that being said...
What the crap is this whole night sweats thing I've got going on lately? I'm 25 freakin years old! I wake up a couple of hours before my alarm is supposed to go off and I'm covered in sweat ... head to toe. I don't feel overly warm and I am able to go back to sleep reasonably quickly, I'm just all wet ...
But this waking up twice thing has really got to stop
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