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InsaneJournal for Ellen Schmidt.
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| Monday, October 12th, 2009 |
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Who babysits? More importantly, what does a young milf wear on Halloween? Thinking of Rosie the Riveter. |
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| Monday, May 18th, 2009 |
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![]() I think I'm an artist, because this boy is a masterpiece. I gave him my old name. Oldest. Seemed right somehow. He doesn't look like a Schmidt or an Adams. Maybe babies should be kept in the family? |
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| Tuesday, April 14th, 2009 |
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Is the name Quincy too girly for a little boy? Everything is going really well, but at the same time there's just this sense of foreboding. What if I'm not actually fit to be a mother? |
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| Monday, February 9th, 2009 |
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Buying things left and right. Doing the responsible thing and still feeling strangely childish about it. Amazed by how many things have to be purchased. Thinking, 'do I need? do I need? do I need?' and thinking, 'yes, yes, yes.' Never owned so much furniture in all my life. There are things in my apartment made out of materials other than plastic. Strange. [a good few minutes] Thinking of scaring a little boy shitless today. Could be fun. Could be terrible. Either way it'll be a nice change of pace. |
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| Wednesday, January 7th, 2009 |
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I think I have a giant inside. New found pro to cozy desk job: -People sometimes decide I deserve to have my tea brought to me. New found con to cozy desk job: -Everyone is too nice. It's getting annoying. |
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| Tuesday, December 16th, 2008 |
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Oh. Twenty-three. A few days ago, I guess. |
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| Saturday, November 29th, 2008 |
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Pros of cozy desk job: -Cozy. -Good pay. -Computer access. -Cheapish insurance. Cons of coze desk job: -Dressing like we give a damn. -Shaving. -People expect better of us. [Cal] Never did let us tell you what we wanted to say before. When you thought we got married or some shit like that. Important you hear it before you see it. [/Cal] [Davis] What's your policy on paint? On walls, I mean. [/Davis] |
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| Tuesday, November 25th, 2008 |
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| Think the world is shrinking. | ||
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| Friday, October 17th, 2008 |
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Can't stand this. Doctors poking. Think they have any right to dictate our life. Fine on our own. |
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| Saturday, October 11th, 2008 |
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Happy coming out day to the LGBTQP community and allies. Personally, I'm a Q. In more ways than one. |
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| Sunday, September 28th, 2008 |
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New job. Human Resources for a seafood distributor. Used to answer phones and take minutes for them--might be the only job where all the higher-ups actually consistently liked us. Anyways, they needed an HR person, and we were available. Staying on a few more weeks at Nanny's by popular-ish request. Huh. Jobs don't always have to be hard to acquire, after all. Well, here we are, fulfilling the lame-ass American dream: to be fat and happy. Ironically, it suits us. |
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| Sunday, September 21st, 2008 |
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Both remaining jobs are looking like shit right now. Acted unprofessionally at the restaurant, and left assuming we could cling to the other two. Which was fucking stupid considering Angie works at the store, and we've been too ill to do much at the studio. Might be time to hit up old resources and find a cozy desk job. [Angie] What, no yelling? No begging? No blackmail? Expected worse of you. [/Angie] [Cal] Want to tell you something. [/Cal] |
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| Tuesday, September 16th, 2008 |
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| Can't find any Hastings in Richland. How do you find people who aren't where it makes sense for them to be? | ||
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| Sunday, August 3rd, 2008 |
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Picked up a third job. Looks like it'll work out really nice. |
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| Wednesday, July 30th, 2008 |
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Oh for fucksakes. Never again will I work with the person I sleep with. We have all the same shifts from here until who fucking knows. Thanks so much for your courtesy, oh opportunistic manager. Don't get me wrong, I completely understand the appeal of having a lesbian couple working together at an adult toy store, but this is too much. This is a porn store, not a sitcom. At least she can't follow me to the studio. She can't dance for shit. That's kind of a requirement. Fuckfuckfuck. How do you break up with a girl who just won't go away? I should have thought of this before I let her move in. |
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| Wednesday, July 16th, 2008 |
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I missed this city, and this weather, and--god. Even this job. I missed this job. There's no place like home. Speaking of home. Angie has way too much stuff. |
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| Friday, July 4th, 2008 |
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If everyone could kindly fuck off about the recent death of my ex-fuckbuddy, that'd be great. Speculations that they saw him with me are probably wrong, seeing as I've been in Florida since way before they got him, and I highly doubt they'd have the compassion to wait and spare the girlfriend. [Angie] I want you out of there. Now. I'd rather not lose any more ex-lovers right now. [...] I'm okay. [/Angie] [Cal] Sorry we yelled at you before. Stressed. Could you [/Cal] |
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| Thursday, June 19th, 2008 |
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[Locked to Vegas tales, Barr and Stoughton excluded] Something is going on down there and no one has told us what. [/Vegas tales, Barr and Stoughton excluded] [Locked to Angie] Guess no one has told you either. Whatever you do, watch your back, yeah? Vegas has gotten itself into some pretty deep shit lately. [short pause, punctuated by pentaps] Since when the fuck are you a tale, anyway? [/Angie] |
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| Sunday, June 15th, 2008 |
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Oh. Fuck it. Fathers day. |
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| Saturday, May 31st, 2008 |
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Tired of teaching four-year-olds to waltz. Performing is easier here, though. There's a market on saturdays, and as of yet there is only one sword swallower. It's nice to be the only one. What's happening in Vegas? |
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InsaneJournal for Ellen Schmidt.
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