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So...I just tried to apply with employment group, which is a job placement assistance thinger...and I didn't "qualify" on their integrity quiz. Now they won't interview me. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?? I've been one of the top performers at my job for like, 3 months running, and I'm consistantly recognized at a store level, and by district leaders.
Stick that in your pipe and smoke it employment group. Get real.
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[28 May 2009|04:43pm] |
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I need a second job like I need to breathe oxygen.
Alas...no one seems to be hiring.
At the end of the month there's more bills than money....and I don't even spend on anything fun.
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[26 Dec 2008|09:54am] |
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This past sunday my father passed away.
He is loved and missed very much. Life will never be the same. It will be alright, but never the same.
Dale Eugene Wolff
November 19, 1946- December 21, 2008.
Never forgotten. Always in our hearts.
I will always be Daddy's little girl.
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| Wedding!! (I'm a little late) |
[28 Oct 2008|01:43pm] |
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I am so..........MARRIED!! The wedding was A-MAZ-ING. Despite the rain. Hurricane Ike decided it should be in Chicago while our ceremony was going on...so we had plenty of wind and rain to contend with. Our guests ended up standing, b/c whenever we put out chairs for them the seats just filled with water. I don't know how many of you have read Lindsay's post about the wedding, but almost everything that could have went wrong did. (Except, no one fell down.) And yet, the wedding was still phenominal. It rained, the wind blew one of the tents on the deck up onto the roof, my dress strap came off and was sewed back on, cake top fell off the cake, power went out, my hair stylist didn't show up and so a completely different girl who has never seen my hair had to do it, my sister forgot to bring her speech, the DJ played the 9/11 tribute version of "Only Time" by Enya instead of the original.... BUT We had tents covering the deck, so it was mostly dry, and we had all the dancing inside afterwards, the tent didn't blow onto the roof until after the ceremony was over and everyone was inside anyway, the strap on my dress thing happened while Lindsay and I were upstairs alone after the ceremony, and her mom fixed it before ANYONE even knew, the cake top fell off the back of the cake and so you couldn't even tell it had happened, Lindsay's parents had a generator to supply enough power to run the DJ, some of the decorative lights, and flush the toilets, the hair stylist that ended up doing my hair did it BETTER then the girl we had originally booked, by brother did a speech in place of my sisters that was wonderful (and I got the printed version of my sister's speech later, so we still know what she would have said), and Lindsay and I didn't know about the 9/11 song till we watched the video the next day! It was kind of like a big karamatic slap in the face for me, allowing me to learn that you can plan until your fingers bleed...and stuff can still go wrong. But even if it does, everything will work out just fine. :) Everyone that was there said that it was the most wonderful wedding that they've been to, because all the guests WANTED to be there. We didn't have any of those "we're just being polite, going to leave after the ceremony" guests, b/c the people who were like that didn't come out in the bad weather. There was laughter, dancing, beautiful toasts, wonderful food, and a gigantic amazing supportive group of family and friends. ...and Lindsay looked beautiful. I will never forget that day as long as I live. Our pictures are amazing, and you can check them out in the wedding album I'll be posting shortly. Thank you to all of you who were there, would have been there if ya could, and who sent their best wishes across the miles.
EDIT; so a lot of the pics from the wedding were bigger than 5MB and therefore couldn't be posted on myspace. However, I did post some of my favorites to flickr. go check them out at www.flickr.com/photos/ednawolff ENJOY!!
And the Honeymoon was incredible. A very special thank you to my Ex Michelle for allowing us the use of her Timeshare at The Wyndam Royal Vista Resort. I've never been to Florida, and a 4 room suite with a full kitchen, jacuzzi tub and a wrap around balcony was probably the best way to experience it. :) We took tons of pics...you can see them on myspace....just as soon as I get the album put up!!
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| Do I fail?? I don't feel like I failed at all.... |
[23 Jul 2008|09:19am] |
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So, about the apprenticeship....
I quit.
I was there for three days.
It was kind of a joke.
I expected a "backstage apprenticeship" to be, you know....backstage.
But instead when I got there, the first thing i learned is that we take out everyone's garbage firs thing in the morning.
...um...what?....
Also in the job description;
answer phones
take orders for tickets
sweep sidewalks
shovel snow (make sure to get there early!)
scrub toilets
oh, and sometimes assists the stage manager or technical director. but that seemed only true if it didn't interfere with office duties.
These people didn't say "good morning". They barely fucking said hello. One of the girls that works there, I got her cell phone number and called her when I was locked out of the building on my first day before other people got there (I was ON TIME.) and when I saw her later I said "Hi, I'm Edna, I'm the one that called you cuz I was locked out of the building this morning, but it went to your voicemail."
Her response; "Oh,....yeah....I saw that a number had called that I didn't recognize, so I just didn't check it. haha."
Wow...that's fucking professional.
The technical director was cool as shit. I hope that I get to work with her at some point in the future.
....she doesn't do office work...and she purposely doesn't know how to use the office software on the computers for ordering tickets and managing seating. haha.
So, the first day I was there, I said to myself "Man, this kinda sucks."
THe second day I weighed my options; Stick it out in a place I don't like, or go back to Target. That night when I got home, I crunched some numbers, and found that with spending 120.00 a week in just gas alone, plus parking and just other shit, I would have been over spending what I made by 400.00 a month. At Target I only over spend by like, half that, AND there's the possibility of making more money. I can get more hours, or raises, or promotions. And I get insurance. It was clear what needed to happen.
So the Third day, on my way to the apprenticeship, I called Target. I asked HR would the situation would be if I wanted to come back. She exuberantly said "COME BACK! We haven't even terminated you yet! Yes! Come back!" So I finished out the day with the theatre, and peacefully said my departing words at a meeting...that they pulled me out of rehearsal for.
And I'm fricken happy. I love Target, I love the people there, and I love how everyone is always trying to help you better yourself, the store, and each other. It's more like a team...and not so much like a hierarchy.
Yay Target! haha
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we registstered for gifts yesterday!!!!!! WooT!!!!!
It was very fun, and we picked out some cute things!!
Lindsay was adorable with her excitement for scanning things with the scan gun. :D
yay 4 more months!! FYI: We're registered at Target and Bed Bath and Beyond. Which you can access both online. If anyone needs to.
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| FINALLY |
[07 May 2008|11:50am] |
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So...........
I got the apprenticeship!!
Last week I interviewed at the Performance Network Theatre in Ann Arbor, and I got it!! Even with the fact that I have to have 1 day off for the wedding shower, 3 days off for the wedding and like 8 or 9 days off for the honeymoon!!!!
Take that, Purple Rose. HMPH!
I'm way excited. It's like 250.00 a week, as opposed to 340.00 every OTHER week. It helps...it helps a LOT. My friend that works there says that the hours for the apprentices aren't horrible, that they actually give you time to go HOME and sleep. Maybe even see your spouse. What a concept!
I'm totally excited. They put me on my first show starting July 7th, (which is after the wedding shower) and it runs through the end of August (Which is before the wedding craziness!!) They did a SUPER job of working around my life events.
I'm totally excited...maybe things will finally start to feel like they're moving in the right direction, instead of in circles!!
Now.....If I could just buy my 80.00 mountain bike that I want, I'd be the happiest kid in the state, I'm sure!
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Do you have any idea how difficult it is to find a pair of WHITE men's dress shoes that Lindsay will LIKE for the wedding???
She wants shoes that look like this:
But those shoes are like, $63.00 and they're on a website that I've never heard of.
I can't find shoes like this ANYWHERE else. Dr. Martins has some I think....but they're hella expensive too.
Stupid white mens dress shoes....Grr....
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[16 Apr 2008|01:55pm] |
I got my dress!! (Last week) and it fits amazingly!! :D
It's really pretty...moreso than I thought in the picture!!
Yays!!
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and now the place that I ordered my wedding dress from isn't sure what's "going on". I was supposed to have it either today or tomorrow....
my heart is beating fast
I feel like I'm going to be sick
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| And I was having such a good day.... |
[03 Apr 2008|02:51pm] |
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I lifted weights, I wrote entries b/c it's my anniversary, I was feeling good.
And then the mail came.
...And I'm 90 dollars in the hole in the bank.
I thought I was doing so well, keeping up with my checkbook and everything. I write my receipts down all the time.
::sigh:: apparently not ALL the time. I missed a couple transactions, which put me 4 dollars UNDER a check that I wrote for rent. They paid the check, but they charged me 34.00 to do so. And I didn't know it. So I made other transactions on top of that, which each got 34.00 charges as well, b/c they covered it.
I ALSO found out that just to view your balance at a NON company ATM, they charge you 2 dollars. Then another 2 dollars when you SEE that balance and say "Ok yeah, I've got enough, lemme pull out 20 dollars." So pulling out 20 dollars turns into pulling out 24. There was also some other fee in there that I didn't understand but by that time I was through trying.
So now my 330.00 paycheck that will get deposited tonight will be only worth about 240.00.
And i wanted to do something nice for our anniversary. Or at least order something for the wedding. Like the little placecards with bells that are only 5.95 for a box of 50.
I feel like such a fucking failure. Everytime I think I'm doing pretty good with this fianances thing (which I SUCK at anyway), I get another crushing blow like this one. And the stupid fucking bank charges you for using the card as a debit, so I can't do that shit either.
Oh, and did I mention that Pattengill STILL has not paid me for the gig I did on the 15th of FEBRUARY?!?! And the other one I did on the like, 3rd of MARCH.
I checked the mail today thinking "Maybe I'll finally get that check today". Nope. Instead I got a notice that I was 90 FUCKING DOLLARS IN THE HOLE!!
I'm fucking done.
Life sucks, money sucks.
I'm done growing up. I'm going to start growing DOWN. Back to where I didn't have to worry about shit. ....and now I have to go to work. And help people who actually HAVE money, find what they want to buy.
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| two years!! |
[03 Apr 2008|12:30pm] |
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Today is Lindsay and I's 2 year anniversary. :)
I can't believe it's already been two years!! It seems like it's gone by so fast.
Rascall Flatts "beautiful mess" is playing right now as I'm typing...how appropriate. :)
I love that girl so much. I'm so pleased to say that in 5 months I will be her wife. Maybe not in the eyes of the law...but whatever. I think it's amazing nonetheless. Perhaps even more, because we didn't just say "well it's not legal...so what's the point?" We're doing it anyway, because we love each other that much. And both of our families are going to attend, because they all support us, and view our love as just as valid as anyone elses. We are truly lucky to have found each other, and for each of us to come from such loving homes and upbringings.
I love you Lindsay Loo. :)
Happy 2 years! XD You're amazing.
xoxo
~me
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| Shake yourself off!! |
[31 Mar 2008|06:32pm] |
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In no way do I think that this is as good as the piece Chris Michael wrote the other day...but I was quite surprised and pleased with what a simple trip to the dumpster turned into...
As she stepped out of the door of the apartment building called “home”, the door was almost ripped from her hand by a sudden gust of late march wind. The monochromatic day had been monotonous and predictable, and suddenly it had decided to unleash it’s pent up rage. She tugged at the leash of her faithful companion who balked at the whipping wind. They walked down the sidewalk and toward the parking lot as thunder slowly growled its warning. It seemed as if almost instantly the sky darkened, and raindrops slipped out of the air and onto her hair and face. The sharp coldness from the water sent goose bumps crawling across her arms and shoulders. She stopped and looked to the sky, pleased with what she knew was to come. The rain answered back with an outcry of thunder and threw more rain down at her. The wet droplets slipped over her smiling lips, and down off of her chin. It had been a very long winter with no thunderstorms, just cold blank snowfall that trapped people in their homes like hostages. Now the spring was beginning to break free and it was taking her with it.
It was only a few steps she was taking in this rain… she had only come outside to take the garbage to the dumpster, and yet it was the most freeing feeling she had experienced in a while. The storm was picking up. She could only imagine how foolish the people in the surrounding buildings thought she was, standing there in the rain with her dog and an empty pizza box. But it didn’t matter. She was letting this be an experience. She was allowing herself to feel. Her glasses had so much moisture on them now that she could no longer see. She shook her head and began walking again. The two rain-soaked friends tip-toed around puddles forming on the pavement. She began to notice purple-red spots forming on the chest of her shirt--her freshly dyed hair stating its displeasure of this onslaught of precipitation. As they walked back towards the entrance of their home, she did not duck her head to try to avoid the raindrops. Instead, she held her head high and smiled boldly in the face of the storm. She welcomed it. “Let the rain come, and wash away the monotony.” She whispered to herself. A neighbor who was coming out as she was heading in held the door for her. He had his hood pulled up over his head and his sweater zipped tightly at his neck. As she passed though the open door she said “thank you” without meeting his glance. He nodded in response and trotted half heartedly to his car. The storm seemed worse when he walked in it. Maybe it was because he tried so hard to resist it. She shrugged off the thought and quickly took the four steps down to the front door of her apartment. Before walking in, her pet shook himself thoroughly from nose to tail, and then sauntered through the door. A sly grin slipped across her face. It seemed the perfect analogy to life…don’t try to resist the storms that come…they’re going to come anyway. However, don’t allow yourself to stand dripping wet after they’ve gone either. Dry yourself off and move on.
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| for lindsay |
[27 Mar 2008|11:05pm] |
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I was driving on my way home from Target tonight, and this song came on the radio. I instantly thought of my sleeping beauty at home, and knew I had to post it for her before morning.
This is for you, my babyboo. :)
xoxo
"I CROSS MY HEART"
by George Strait
Or love is unconditional
we knew it from the start
I see it in your eyes
you can feel it from my heart
from here on after
we'll stay the way we are right now
and share all the love and laughter
that a lifetime will allow
I cross my heart
and promise to
give all i've got to give to make all your dreams come true
in all the world, you'll never find
a love as true than mine
you will always be the miracle
that makes my life complete
and as long as there's a breath in me
ill make yours just as sweet
as we look into the future
it's as far as we can see
so let's make each tomorrow
be the best that it can be
I cross my heart
and promise to
give all i've got to give to make all your dreams come true
in all the world, you'll never find
a love as true than mine
and if along the way
we find the day it starts to storm
you've got the promise of my love
to keep you warm
in all the world
you'll never find
a love as true as mine
a love as true as mine
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| Always...Hiliarious |
[21 Mar 2008|02:07pm] |
Many of you have probably already read this....but it's fricken hilarious...so i had to repost it....and X post it to my myspace...
This is an actual letter from an Austin woman sent to American company Proctor and Gamble regarding their feminine products. She really gets rolling after the first paragraph... PC Magazine's 2007 editors' choice for best webmail-award-winning letter....
Dear Mr. Thatcher,
I have been a loyal user of your 'Always' maxi pads for over 20 years and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the Leak Guard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants.
Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from the 'curse'? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my time of the month is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be transformed into what my husband likes to call 'an inbred hillbilly with knife skills'. Isn't the human body amazing?
As Brand Manager in the Feminine-Hygiene Division, you've no doubt seen quite a bit of research on what exactly happens during your customers monthly visits from 'Aunt Flo'. Therefore, you must know about the bloating, puffiness, and cramping we endure, and about our intense mood swings, crying jags, and out-of-control behavior. You surely realize it's a tough time for most women. In fact, only last week, my friend Jennifer fought the violent urge to shove her boyfriend's testicles into a George Foreman Grill just because he told her he thought Grey's Anatomy was written by drunken chimps. Crazy!
The point is, sir, you of all people must realize that America is just crawling with homicidal maniacs in Capri pants... Which brings me to the reason for my letter. Last month, while in the throes of cramping so painful I wanted to reach inside my body and yank out my uterus, I opened an Always maxi-pad, and there, printed on the adhesive backing, were these words: 'Have a Happy Period.'
Are you fu*ing kidding me? What I mean is, does any part of your tiny middle-manager brain really think happiness -- actual smiling, laughing happiness is possible during a menstrual period? Did anything mentioned above sound the least bit pleasurable? Well, did it, James? FYI, unless you're some kind of sick S&M freak girl, there will never be anything 'happy' about a day in which you have to jack yourself up on Motrin and Kahlua and lock yourself in your house just so you don't march down to the local Walgreen's armed with a hunting rifle and a sketchy plan to end your life in a blaze of glory.
For the love of God, pull your head out, man! If you just have to slap a moronic message on a maxi pad, wouldn't it make more sense to say something that's actually pertinent, like 'Put down the Hammer' or Vehicular Manslaughter is Wrong', or are you just picking on us?
Sir, please inform your Accounting Department that, effective immediately, there will be an $8 drop in monthly profits, for I have chosen to take my maxi-pad business elsewhere. And though I will certainly miss your Flexi-Wings, I will not for one minute miss your brand of condescending bullsh*t. And that's a promise I will keep.
Always....
Best,
Wendi Aarons
Austin , TX
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| Lindsay Loo |
[18 Mar 2008|09:44am] |
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For those of you who don't already know...
Lindsay is the best thing that has ever happened to me. She's courageous and caring, hard working and intelligent. She lights up every room she walks into...even if she IS blushing b/c she doesn't like attention. She doesn't often realize that most people adore her...because she's incredibly modest....and that's just adorable. She's is the true embodiment of "Speak softly and carry a big stick". She has dreams that she's working towards, and nothing can throw her off track from that...which is quite admirable.
She'll do just about anything if it'll make me smile....even allow the song that we dance to at the wedding to be country...although she claims to despise that music. :) She's even agreed to take a couple dance classes with me so we don't look like 7th graders at a 6pm-8pm junior high dance. LOL
When some people get excited, they jump around a lot or get loud. Lindsay gets even more quiet...doesn't say anything and nods her head in agreement to whatever it is you're talking about. Her eyes dart about and her lips tighten to try to keep the big grin off her face. Her movements become very sharp and staccato…which kind of reminds me of a squirrel now that I think about it. She makes me laugh without trying very hard at all. She warms my heart and lifts my spirits. Even when we fight I take comfort in knowing that in the end, it will be alright. And we’ll both cry and say we’re sorry for hurting each other. Neither of us thinks that we’re good enough for the other, and we each think that we’re the lucky one for having the other at all. I’m still kind of in disbelief that she even said she’d marry me. Sometimes when you’re young, you think that either asking someone, or saying yes to someone about marrying them is the weirdest idea ever. Being tied to just one person for the rest of your life? By choice? Not ever making a decision that only effects yourself, but instead effects someone else and their feelings too? It’s insane! …true. It is insane….and what’s more insane is being completely and totally excited about the idea. It sends FLOCKS of butterflies through your stomach and makes your head spin. And all with a smile. And a feeling in your chest that could only be your heart growing…making room for the other person. And it will never be the same again. I can never imagine a morning when I wake up and Lindsay’s not there. Or a night where we go to bed without seeing or speaking to each other. I am COMPLETELY ok with the idea that whatever I do effects her, and that I have to think about that before I do something. That doesn’t mean we don’t have our own independence, it just means that I’m not just living for ME anymore. And that’s ok. It’s more than ok, it’s amazing. It almost gives me MORE meaning. I can’t wait to have our wedding. I can’t wait to have our house. I can’t wait to have our kids. I can’t wait to live our lives. I love you Lindsay Loo. xoxo
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| Me? Really?? |
[11 Mar 2008|02:59pm] |
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I just got told that I'm one of those "ones that got away"! I never thought that would be true for me! My life is complete! LOL!! Damn...what a confidence booster!!
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[08 Feb 2008|02:54pm] |
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After not really changing my diet, and still not exercising, I am down to 146.4!
...that's 40lbs for those of you who are keeping track!
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I'm sooooooooo bored!!
I don't have to work at Target today...I just have to drive up to Pattengill for a 5;30 gig that I don't even want to do.
I'm so tired of drowning financially...I can't even buy a fucking soda right now cuz I have no money.
...no, it's worse than no money...I have negative money.
I need a better motherfucking job. This completely blows.
I hate myself for letting things get this bad.
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