2/4/2004

Okay, Marlene has to die, it’s that simple. I come in this morning to find my message light flashing. UGH! My telephone is the bane of my existance. I plop down and check the message. It’s Marlene, she sounds totally pissed off “Brandi, hi, it’s Marlene XXXXXXX, could you give me a call.” then her voice totally changes to a nicer tone “I need you to send me the Austin Branch Office info out of our phone directory so I can make changes to it.”

UGH!! Why did she sound pissed off at first??? If so she should learn not to call after I’ve left for the day. Don’t sound pissed off when you leave me a message!! It scares the hell out of me!! Jeez!

I got an e-mail from my mom last night. I had e-mailed her over the weekend to ask her a question. See, when I was in Oklahoma for my grandfathers funeral my dad did something really fucking annoying. He came to our hotel at 10pm the night before we left to give us our Christmas presents. Guess what he gave us? Knives! Some useful, some decorative. There was one problem with this. We were FLYING!! I don’t check baggage, and even if I did there was absolutely no room in my suitcase for these weapons. I told my dad this was going to be a problem because I can’t take knives on board the airplane and you know what he told me?? “I guess you’ll have to have your mother mail them to you!” ARGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was 10pm, my mother was in bed. Our flight out of Tulsa the next morning was EARLY. Luckily my mom is an early riser, I called her at 6am, apologized profusely, told her how much my dad sucked then drove the knives over to her house for her to mail to me. Anyway, it’s been over a month since that day and I have yet to receive anything in the mail so I e-mailed my mom to see if she had mailed them, my fear was that they’d gotten lost in the mail. Mom just hasn’t mailed them yet, but she didn’t seem to realize that answer was a relief to me because I was hoping they weren’t lost. She was all like “Oh my god I’m so sorry, don’t hate me, you know this isn’t like me.” *slaps forehead* So I’ve got to write her back and tell her it’s a-okay. I’m just happy to know they’re not lost in the mail somewhere in east bubblefuck. My dad though, he sucks. I wanted to kick his ass so bad for doing that to me, it was a seriously asshole thing to do, and he did it because he couldn’t remember to mail them, he’d had them in his car since the beginning of December. *sighs* And to top it all off I don’t really like the knives, lol. He doesn’t seem to “get” that I like medieval style stuff, not this weird cheapo stuff he finds at the gun and knife show in Tulsa. I do appreciate the thoughtfullness behind the gift but I’ve no idea what I’m going to do with these things, they don’t fit the decor of the house at all. I mean, seriously, one of them even has a mermaid on it. *shrugs*

Anyway, I should get to work. I wasn’t able to log into our content management software earlier which worries me because I have changes to make and the content is being locked down for testing at noon. But now our internet dude should be in so if I still can’t log in at least he can help me.

Later!