domain names and crap

One of the new duties my new jefe has given me is to set up our company's domain name and mail and such. I started on monday. Now i know i'm computer illiterate pero me defiendo and it shouldn't be that hard to set up freakin microsoft outlook... i shouldn't be but it has been. i finally get the shit set up after being on the phone for hours with the hosting peeps... seems like the domain name my boss wanted is already owned (nice for the hosting site to tell me that the second day i'm pulling my hair out no?) so fine i choose another domain name... ends up that my jefe says it's too long.. is it my fault that the freakin company's name is long?? he insists that he owns the other shorter domain name. i tell him no some guy named (insert boy's name here-- domain man?) owns it.. yeah says my jefe... that's us, he set it up for us. he tells me this last night while having dinner with his wife.. nice, now i know my wednesday morning is going to be spent changing all the shit i just did.. *sarg.
so now it ends up that the domain name cannot be transferred to me or my jefe until Domain man(hehe sounds like da main man... but he ain't cuz he's the reason i'm arging today) approves the transfer. too bad Domain man won't do that until he receives payment.. too bad Domain man and my boss no longer speak to each other and too bad that for the past 2 days i've been wasting my time doing this. on the upside.. i got outlook to work.. on the downside.. it's not the email my boss wants.. cuz the other one is already on the business cards.. would it be that hard to freakin just print some new ones?? yeah i didn't think so.
so i'm upset... no not upset irritated. El Jefe should have told me the whole story before i started with this shit. But no... and now to release tesion i'm doing a crossword puzzle instead of attacking that hardware room... day 3 at this job and it's not looking good.. not looking good at all... arg.
um anyone know a 4 letter word for Borodin prince???

nuevo camello

ok let's try this again...
i started a new job this week. woo hoooo that means no more counting quarters to see if i have enough for the bus... and i can start feeding my shopping addiction.. i was going through serious withdrawls... but even though i'm glad to be making the plata my new job is also my ARG of the day.
(side note: something smells like shit in this office right now.. ew)
it's my first day and of course my boss wasn't in the office which wouldn't have been so bad but the fact that he failed to mention to anyone that i was going to be starting this week proved to be a little uncomfy.. i was greeted by the who the hell are u stares. People were friendly anyways.. except for the guy that thinks i'm after his job. he seems to be coming around now though... cuz i'm cool like that. so here i am. finished with all the little projects my boss left me to do without directions or explanations.. just here do it... pero lo hice.. and now... he's not here again. so instead of working i'm writing this blog entry. Which isn't bad.. but i don't want the rest of the guys at the office and shop to think i'm slacking off cuz i know the boss personally (yes guys... did i mention i'm the only chica here besides the cleaning lady?)
see the main reason the guy hired me is to do an inventory in the hardware room. he wants me to catalog and keep track of all the supplies the guys use to build their shit. sounds easy enough i thought... ha!! easy my culo. did u know that there are like 100 different types of hinges(visagras... who knew that was hinges in spanish) and that we have all of them in stock? and did u know that not only do i have to learn the names of this shit in english for reordering purposes but i also have to learn it in spanish for communication purposes with the guys. pero de todas maneras doesn't seem too bad.. que pena que the fucking room is a freakin mess and u can't even walk in it. and too bad that the freakin room has a little annex that u have to reach by rickety ladder and a bit of climbing.. and too bad that i'm afraid of heights. yeah too bad. so even before i can count 1/8" flat screws and 2" gold plated visagras i have to clean and figure out how to make that room inhabitable.. inhabitable cuz there is this little guy that stays in there all day passing shit out.. poor little ecua..
but it's not all bad. I think i mentioned that i'm the only girl besides the cleaning lady (one guess what her name is... M.... good guess). While most of the guys are a little on the icky side there are one or two that are cute... one of them is even a Midget look-alike.. too bad i'm anti-midgets from ecua now. and it's funny how they react when i walk into the room. all the sudden stomachs are sucked in and are walking a little straighter. I havn't gotten any double takes today. the surprise on their faces on seenig a female walk among them was too much. hehe.. i like being the center of attention.. at least till they get used to me.
ok.. so it's not all bad. i just have to figure out a plan of attack with that room... arg.
(side note: i'm not gonna spell check cuz that's what fucked me up the last time. so deal with it!!) ARG

arg

ok now i'm really pissed.. i just wrote this huge long thing about my new job and of course... se borro todo. que pendejada!!! y estoy en el trabajo y no se si puedo escribirlo de nuevo.. ARG

reason #38

My beautiful god-daughter from el Ecua came to visit me this week. She's so big. I took her and her little sister to the Central Park Zoo. Nothing like running with a 7 and 3 yr old to make u feel young again. It was great... too bad i was so exhausted from the wednesday tertulia. But we went to the petting zoo and had a ball. The 3 yr old was practically putting her whole hand in the alpaca's mouth and was screaming in delight. I fed the same alpaca... i named him "hey u come 'ere" and i think he liked the name cuz he came running to me... he was cute.. i fed him.. i've done everything i can in my life... now i can die en paz.
It sucked that she was only able to stay with me for 2 days. I tried to catch up as much as i could in everything she is doing in Ecua... she's in a dance academy and she's at the top of her class. She's full of questions and asks about everything. She's scared of going to an English academy in Ecua because she won't understand what they are saying to her at first. She misses me and asked maybe like 20 times when i was going to go see her in ecua. I gave her una de las poderosas (powerpuff girls) and she got all happy.. "aye madrina, se acordo que me encantan las poderosas!!
I'm sad she's gone. I'm sad that i don't know when i'll see her again. I'm sad that i'm missing so many important things in her life and that she notices that i'm not there. Making my little poderosa reason #38 why i have to go back home...

a lighter shade of brown baby wishes spinning

Wednesday night. A perfect night to go listen to some poetry and just be with ur friends. Which is exactly what we did. I rushed from tutoring to get to D'antigua for the wednesday night tertulia... too bad i don't know how too link things yet.. mala ... u have to show me all the wonderous things i can do with this blog!!! bueno.. llegue a d'antigua and being the "manager" of one very talented chica - mala by name.. i got her on the list to perform. poor girl had to rush and was nervous as hell.. why? i don't know... considering that when she got there people knew who she was and were reciting lines from her poems... so canvasfly and i had our little table by the corner and were joined by mala, my crush (giddy) and lindo.. an old friend we hadn't seen in a long long time.
I couldn't get a decent picture of mala performing cuz the bitch moves too much!!! and while she's performing this dude wouldn't stop nagging me about a line in her first piece.. i told him sometimes u just gotta let go of the tampon applicators and vaccum bras.. and u know what? sometimes u do...
but the night was great. we had fun and drank. then we went on a quest for food at 3am... we wanted colombian.... but it was closed.. oops sorry guys could've sworn it was a 24 hrs place... so we ended up at a diner...the diner that looks like we'll always end up at after hours.
after much laughter and jelly flinging we paid our bill and were on our way out... when we ran into la vibora's husband... con su moza.. haha (for those of u who don't know that's my exes bitch sister). Now i don't wish ill will against anyone but this woman really made my life hell -- she still bothers me to this day. It's just funny that the same woman that tried to egg her brother on to cheat on me is getting cheated on time after time... funny.. tried so hard para que el hermano me ponga los cachos que no se da cuenta que ella los ha tenido por siglos...
but the night almost got ruined. See i had a little bit of a tone/attitude all night. Canvasfly kept saying to me - i dont' like ur tone. but damn it i had gum stuck to my crown!!! don't ever buy gum that says buy one get one free.. there is a reason.. making that my ARG OF THE DAY!!!!!

censorship... not on this ship

So it's only my second day with a blog and already I'm running into "problems". I mention to my crush that I have a blog. Couldn't resist the bandwagon calling me. And he says... Cool just don't write about me... Um excuse me? What?! See now I'm not the type of person to burn someone on a public forum.. Unless u piss me off royally... Well anyhow, I politely told him that I wasn't censoring my blog for him and if he don't like it.. then don't read it. So he's pissed... Funny thing is he hasn't even attempted to read the freakin blog! I mean I love this boy!! I don't want him pissed at me but there is no way I'm gonna change my entries so he feels secure. (love in that I have a crush on u way not love love.. ya know?.. god the english language is so inexact...)How do u veteran bloggers do it? Are some people just gonna be pissed off regardless?

Speaking of people that piss me off royally... my ex's family just can't seem to get bad talking me out of their systems. They still insist that the reason my relationship of 8 years fell apart was my lack of homemaking skills. They still insist that I didn't cook or clean for that big fat poopie head.. so what did he get fat on air? I cooked all day for him!! and regardless if I cooked or not it doesn't excuse the fact that he cheated on me with his first cousin. Doesn't change the fact que me falto el respeto. And now they are saying that I was also not as smart as him... yeah ok.. making this my official ARG of the day!!!!

i'm a band whore

I just don't know what it is about seeing a guy on stage just being all bandy.. bandy??

this weekend was rock band weekend.. and it was great. On Friday it was lucybell at oveja. Awesome band. Something seriously wrong with the lead singer's forehead.. he should get that checked out but awesome band nonetheless... did i just use the word awesome twice in one runon sentence?? i think i did. que verga! Too bad that there were no cute guys at oveja. where are heck are u guys? vengan p'astoria. bueno de todas maneras la pasamos super chevere. we danced we drank and we ate. I'm glad i made mala come with us... cuz it was her turn to bust her ass. Of course she couldn't bust her ass in the middle of queens blvd in front of the world like i did last week but she still busted her ass... hehe... how's that knee?
Saturday... i just wanted to stay home. Just stay home and curl up with a book and drink lots of water to flush out the cheap wine i had at oveja... but my crush called. Can u be ready in 30 minutes? damnit yes i can. He picked me up and we ended up at La Kueva where because of last week's antics i was greeted like a regular by the hot bartender.. there realy has to be more cool latin rock clubs in queens.. really.
Hanging out with my crush is annoying and frustrating. He tells me i'm beautiful... in fact says i was the most beautiful girl there last night. He says I'm a great woman. Have so much going for me and all that.. but yet he doens't want to date me. ARG!!!! but i do like his friendship.. and if that's all i can get well then that's all i can get, no?
Well he didn't want me last night but someone else did.
The band that played last night was a good cover band. it was a little strange to see a white band playing at a latin rock club but they played la musica que le gusta a mi gente... zeppelin and such things. but anyhow. the band was good. the guitarist was the cutest of the bunch. and i noticed him look over while he was playing. When they were done he came over to me. We talked for a bit and exchanged numbers. He asked if i wanted some fresh air... sure. outside i met the rest of the band and some of their friends. I had to ask.. what the hell are a bunch of white dudes doing playing in a latin club?? Most of them ended up speaking spanish very well.. and el guitarrista is cuban/puertorican... but of course he would be the one that didn't speak spanish. ARG!!
so now the dilema is do i call him? And when? I'm bad at such things. Do i want to date or whatever a white guy? i mean yes he's latino pero not really. And that whole kissing a guy with thin lips.. don't know if i can do it... i like kissing guys with full lips... like my crush's... mmmm
getting ahead of myself aren't i? quizas nunca bese a este tipo.. quizas nunca hable con el y estoy worried.. but this is what i do.. over analyze everything. who knows maybe next week's band will have some cuties and they'll want to get all bandy with me... bandy??

psst... te quiero contar algo

welcome to my corner. here u will read about my adventures and dragas.. you'll also learn about the incredible ARG and the shit that makes me say it... asi que pull up ur chair and start reading... well.. maybe tomorrow.. cuz this is my first post and there ain't that much to read as of yet... but u know what i mean right? right?? arg..