I've been pretty "meh" this weekend. I really don't feel as though I should complain...but I didn't get to really accomplish anything.

--I practiced my guitar for maybe 10 minutes all weekend. Will I know "Wild Thing" by Wednesday? Not when I have class on Monday and Tuesday. *sigh*

--I didn't read any of the 300 pages that I had in my book for class. This...is not good. Class is at 5:45 tomorrow night...and I bet Miss K will be in my office tomorrow.

--I didn't get to do my photo shoot. And this was something I've been looking forward to. Yesterday was shot. I mean, the entire day was shot. And today was cold and rainy outside which meant...no photo shoot. And this just puts me in a blah mood. As does the weather.

--I wanted to clean my room. I accomplished cleaning off the coffee table (but only because Maureen was over and she fixed the loose leg) and I did some culling of my greeting cards and letters that I've saved since, oh, 1994. Yeah, that took all day.

--I wanted to clean the apartment. I wasn't home long enough to even start on that.

--I wanted to draw. I mean, get out the sketch pad and draw. I didn't. But I did manage to create some LJ icons for ladystarblade...that she likes and will use. Well, two of them. One is already in use. The other has yet to be uploaded...but she likes it.

--I feel like an underachiever. As in what I've done in life thus far. Weird. I think it has to do with not owning slips of paper that document my successes. My memory is all I have to serve that purpose.

--San Francisco is going to be my big trip this year. I say this only because it's going to cost me everything I have to get out there. And, unfortunately, the trip falls at the same time my car payment is due, my college tuition needs to be paid, Dragon*Con needs to be attended (and paid for!), and my September birthday month of doom begins. It's going to be fun...as soon as all the logistics get worked out and I stop freaking out about the money situation. Come on economic stimulus check.

--My individual meeting is on Wednesday with JJW. I intend to voice my thoughts on the way I was treated last week. Because I'm still pissed off about it.

--I'm wondering if my job will be of any use in the near future. Special Events is being taken away from Alumni Affairs...and does the director of Alumni Affairs really need an assistant when Special Events are no longer involved? Things that make you go hmmmm...

--Laundry was pretty much the only thing on my list that needed to be done this weekend that I actually accomplished. That and baking banana bread.

Much sadness.

But tomorrow starts another week. Hopefully one that isn't as full of suckage.

Nothing is worse than coming into work to a laundry list of things that need to be done. Granted, we host Commencement on Monday, so, I understand. But ask me to do something. Don't tell me. And if things need to be delivered and I don't have a car today...deliver it yourself. Don't make me borrow your car. I don't want to.

*sigh*

I've checked off two things on my to-do list that was left by Miss K on my e-mail yesterday. This is my payback for leaving the Madeline Albright event...I just know it.

*double sigh*

And here I was going to do a blog I've been wanting to do since the weekend. Maybe later. Maybe.

You know what I hate about essays? Having to be concise. Granted, I don't find myself to be the strongest or best writer out there. I do like to think I can write, but you won't find me with an ego over it. I never have said I was better than anyone...I never will. Everyone has different styles.

BUT DEAR GOD!!

Not only is this essay a living nightmare...but I'm trying to get it as concise as possible and for a fiction writer...THAT IS NOT EASY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry for the exclamation mark abuse. I'm just frustrated as hell because while I do enjoy history, I'm not interested in the topics that were picked out and therefore I find it hard to bring myself to actually write this damn thing. Second of all, no matter how good I do...he's not going to give me an A. So...WTF??!!

I HATE ESSAYS!!!

Concise. Polished. BORING!

Fed Ex.

Oooooh...how I hate Fed Ex.

Fed Ex delivers while both ladystarblade and I are at work. So, of course, we can't sign for the package. The door tag that is left gives us the option of signing to allow them to leave it at the door. After the package that never got to me from turple_purtle via Fed Ex this holiday season there was no way I was trusting others who dwell in my building to not mess with a package.

So, I called Fed Ex on Monday to see about picking it up. First they couldn't find the Door Tag Number that I gave them. Which I read off twice. They said it was at the Fed Ex building in Jeffersonville and that it couldn't be picked up until Tuesday. Whatever. However, Tuesday I have classes at night that keep me until around 7:30 p.m. So, I called this morning to see if I could pick up the package.

Of course, I don't get to talk to the actual building that has my package. It's the 1-800-GoFedEx number I get. GRRR. I talk to someone from India, I swear to god. Outsource much? Anyway...talking to them and find out where my package is. They tell me that they'll have it there for pick up.

ladystarblade has some time to kill before picking me up at work today. So, she asks me to see if she can pick it up. Well...this involves figuring out the actual phone number for the place since GoFedEx number didn't have it. I got online. Found it. Called.

Spoke to a guy there. He told me that no one is usually there after 3:00 p.m. and that pick-ups are to happen between 9:00 a.m. and 3:00 p.m. How is this conducive to people who work from 7:00 a.m. to 4:00 p.m.???? And I made that point. I told the guy that the reason we have to pick up the package is because we are not home when they try to deliver it because we are at work. And now we're expected to be able to get enough time off to go down there and pick it up during the time we work too?? NOT HAPPY!

Then he said he could hang out until 4:30 p.m. but no later (since he was there getting some stuff done anyway) to allow ladystarblade to get down there to get the package. *SIGH!* So...this gives her 30 minutes from the time she gets off work heading into rush hour to go from where she works to Jeffersonville and get in the building with her ID before this guy closes shop at 4:30 p.m.

Right...

Then he asks if I know for sure the package is there. I told him that the 1-800-GoFedEx person told me it was. He started laughing and said he'd check. He asked for any package identification and I told him I had a Door Tag Number that apparently didn't work. He asked for names and address. I gave them. Appparently they do have it. Apparently they will hold it.

And apparently, ladystarblade is going to risk life and limb to get down there and finally get this package, that was sent to us by after_lastnight after the whole Christmas package she sent went missing in USPS!

It's a nightmare!!

AND WHAT KIND OF COMPANY CLOSES DOWN BEFORE PEOPLE GET OUT OF WORK WHEN THE REASON THEY COULDN'T SIGN FOR THE FRICKIN' PACKAGE IN THE FIRST PLACE IS BECAUSE THEY WERE AT...WORK!!??

Seriously! WTF?

It's just pissed me off. And I send ladystarblade good luck vibes...she'll need them.

And God Speed.

Dear Fed Ex:

You Suck.

No love,
Me.

Today...sucked!

For the most part.

I won't go into details. It just sucked. Mightily. And I hate that for a weekend, especially when I'm caught up on my homework and everything. But...shit happens, eh?

It eventually improved.

It just took awhile.

So...seems that someone hacked my MySpace account and has been spamming people. I changed my password. Hopefully that will help.

Can the world just stop being full of suck for one moment...please?

So...I'm aggrevated!

Yep, you heard me! I'm aggrevated.

And here's why. I am around 43-46 credit hours away from graduating! However, most of the classes that I need to take are NOT offered during hours that I can go. I discovered this when leafing through the spring schedule of classes. Everything is in the middle of the day. Not where I can escape for lunch and return. No, no. At like...2:45-4:00 p.m.

That's a no go. I HAVE TO WORK A FULL-TIME JOB!! I can't just drop it for three hours and go and attend a class! I can't! But it seems that I can't get the classes I need at a time that I can attend!

And my science class has a lab...that's 3 hours long. And my language classes...don't want to start those until fall. Still not certain which to take. I know SOME Spanish...but Japanese doesn't need the language lab. TORN!!

The journalism classes are in the middle of the day at the time I mentioned, because that's the only time the professor can teach them, as he works for a newspaper.

And I have 4 history classes. I think I may end up taking two this spring and then something else. Something I can squeeze in on a lunch or whatever.

I just want to scream!

Ugh! I've only just spent forever trying to get this Ticketmaster thing sorted out. Thanks to the advice of indyjane I think my bank got it straightened out. Ticketmaster will credit my card that was lost...but I am to call the bank in about a week and have them check the account and they will put the money through.

It sounds so simple when I'm typing it out...but it literally was a drawn out thing to get the answer.

So...

THANK YOU INDY!! (((HUGS))) And hopefully this will actually happen and I won't be sitting here not receiving what I should be getting.

Cancelled concerts for no good reason = SUCKAGE ALL AROUND!

Okay...so follow the storyline here...

Back in September, I was on my way to Flagstaff, AZ. The very same day I was up in the air on my way there, I had congoddess buy tickets to see Peter Cincotti in Indianapolis for me, ladystarblade, indyjane, after_lastnight, and for Lady Buck. Anyway...she succeeds in getting us second row seats. WOOT!

The very next day, my purse goes MIA at the Grand Canyon. I have to cancel all my credit cards, but Ticketmaster charges immediately, so I okayed that purchase and went on my merry way.

A few weeks ago, Peter Cincotti's management announces that he's too big in Europe to deal with us in the United States because...heh...they don't know how to promote and market him here...(okay...that's a completely different rant...kinda) and that they will reschedule. I call the venue and they say that they are waiting on the date to be rescheduled and that our tickets will be good for the new date.

This morning I get an e-mail from Ticketmaster saying that the money (except that service charge...bastards!) will be refunded as the show is now CANCELLED!! Problem...the card it was put on has been cancelled. I contacted Ticketmaster...and they said they can only refund money to the card the purchase was made on.

WTF do I do now?? That's $178.75. For someone with a brand new car payment...that's about half of it there.

SO FREAKIN' MAD RIGHT NOW!!!

Okay...starting with the first pressing matter...

I called the concert hall today that was supposed to be hosting Peter Cincotti in November. Well, they had just gotten word of the cancellation. So, they said that he was going to reschedule, but they don't know when (thanks for nothing, eh?). So, ticket holders are to hold onto their tickets and they can use them when it is rescheduled. This still sucks mightily because of those who probably won't be able to fit the show into their schedule when it comes around again. This is just...yeah...you've already heard it. But it doesn't mean that I can't still be pissed.

Let it go..let it go...

In other news, my dad is making phone calls regarding getting the 2008 Corolla that I saw on the lot the other day. My Uncle Barry has him convinced that the Mustang is a safer car. And then he suggested a Chevy Malibu. So not going there. My dad did tell him that I have my heart set on this little red Corolla. So I'll know more tomorrow.

AND...

Today was the first test I had in Political Science. I think...I got a B on it. We'll see when I get it back.

I know that both after_lastnight and ladystarblade have posted on this...but I'm going to add to it.

I could do another "Don't Make Me Blog About This..." but I don't see the point. I'm wound up enough.

Here's what bothers me about the whole Peter Cincotti Indianapolis concert senario.

First of all, BNB Management posts on his message board about the cancellation. It's not even listed on Ticketmaster yet. So...if you aren't a member of the board, you don't know yet! You're clueless. GRRRRRR.

Second, it's the way the put it to the board. The exact words from their post read:

Hi All,

Due to Peter's overwhelming response in Europe, he has to postpone his Indianapolis show on November 2nd. He is very sorry about any inconvenience this may cause, but he wanted to let you know as soon as possible. He looks forward to seeing you on the road soon very soon.
Thanks for all your continued support.

BWB Management

You know...whatthefuckever! I'm getting so tired of the crap that is being pulled when it comes to Peter Cincotti. First, the album gets delayed...THREE TIMES! It gets released overseas. We get a concert. The concert gets cancelled. There were people flying in from California to Indianapolis for this show. You know how hard it is to get refunds on plane tickets and hotel rooms. Some don't allow it.

I'm beyond disappointed in Peter, his management, his PR...and the way the US fans are being treated. I know...he's huge in Europe. I know. And that's really great. Because I do want him to be successful.

But...we were the fans who were around before he was known in Europe. We were the fans who went and saw him in the tiny clubs before Europe even knew who he was. We had his first two albums before they were a drop in the bucket over there.

WB signs him...and now we fans in the US who have supported him for this long aren't worth the time or effort.

Fine.

Whatever.