Pammipoo's depression. Hugs wanted.

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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Do you ever just have one of those weeks where nothing seems to go your way?

Monday started out with a huge fight with my best friend…while Iming, he commented that he “had work to do, so he wouldn’t get stuck flipping burgers to make rent for the rest of his life”, or something along those lines. I took it personal, as this is what I do for a living. I sent him an email explaining how this hurt my feelings. He responded angrily. So, I made a huge rant on livejournal (which he reads), and told him I was tired of his shit. I was giving up. He apologized, told me he loved me, and that I mean the world to him. I forgave him, and hid the rant as friends only, as it had served it’s purpose, and really didn’t need to be out there for the world to see.

Tuesday I got a flat tire.

Wednesday, I went to pick up the couch we bought from the salvation army. I rented a Uhaul van, picked it up, and drove back to our apartment. With the help of Sara and one of her friends and this really nice guy walking down the street, we managed to hoist it over the 8 ft high or so landing out back, pull it up the icy staircase, and get it on our patio, only to discover there was no way it was fitting though the door. So, now we have a (fabric) couch sitting on our porch, in the snow. We also had to go to Walmart and just buy a futon, and give up on the couch idea. Anyone who wants a couch, if you can figure out how to get it off the patio, it’s all yours!

Thursday night I closed, so I didn’t get home until 3:30. My sadistic manager scheduled himself for 12-10 on Friday so I had to mirror his shift. After getting to sleep around 5, I had to wake up at 10, and work a 10 hour shift. Whee.

On top of that, Scott’s being an ass. I called to see if he wanted to hang out tonight, and he snootily replied that he couldn’t, because his girlfriend didn’t want him to spend time with me. We’ve been friends for 5 years, and he’s gonna cater to her? sigh

It just seems as though nothing is going my way these days. People I used to consider good friends want nothing to do with me, both in real life and online. I’ll email someone to see how theyre doing, and I don’t even get a reply. I’ll call someone and they’re too busy to talk. I have a sneaking suspicion some people are even blocking me on AIM, because they haven’t signed on in months, despite the fact that the post on message boards and in livejournal, so I know they’re accessing the internet. Is it me? Do I smell or something?

I could really use a hug right about now…anyone?

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Aww, I sowwy :frowning:

Here’s hugs {{{{{{Pammipoo}}}}}}…and my all-time favorite joke to make u smile:

What did the snail say while riding on the turtle’s back?
WHHHHEEEEEEE!!!

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Well, if we’re gonna tell bad jokes to cheer her up, here’s one:

A skeleton walks into a bar, and says to the bartender, “Give me a beer and a mop.”

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Pammipoo,

Although I don’t know you, I really try to avoid turning down requests for hugs. Consider yourself hugged (and since I’m writing from Phoenix, it’s a warm hug).

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{{{{{{Pammipoo}}}}}}
It will be better, I promise.

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{{{{{{Pammipoo}}}}}}}

I’m so sorry you’re having a rough patch - here’s to better days.

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{{{{{{{{Pammi}}}}}}}}}}}

Why did the turtle cross the road?

Because he was stapled to the chicken :slight_smile:

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Pammipoo,

I just wanted to let you know that you are one of the people that I enjoy watching on the boards going through the epic journey that we all face called getting through life. I’ve always admired you and those other posters who can cheerfully, grumpily, or amusingly show how they’re getting through the day to day grind.

It’s not my style to post my everyday ups and downs on a message board, but when I get an attack of the shittys, I can go to the board and see that I’m not alone in fighting through the stuff that makes the world so complicated and annoying. Whenever I see a Pammipoo thread, whether it’s a trouble or a triumph, I know I can get an interesting view on your work, your relationships, or your life that lifts my spirits a bit. Thanks.

Cheers,

Bill

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Thanks for the jokes guys…y’all all rock!

The hugs are much appreciated.

And ** Billdo**, thank you for making me smile :slight_smile:

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{{{{{Pammipoo}}}}}

A few months ago I’d have wanted the couch. Oh well.

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Just a quick suggestion regarding the couch - we had the same probelm with our couch - couldn’t get it through the damn door. Finally, I had a brief flash of genius - I took the door off its hinges (or, more accurately, I took the hinges out of the door frame). Without the door itself in the way, the door frame was just wide enough to wrestle the couch through. And all it took was the removal of nine screws.

Of course, this is a two-person operation, otherwise you’ll top off your week by being bonked on the head by a falling door. If you hurry, you can save the couch! Assuming, of course, that all you needed was an extra couple’a inches of clearance…

Oh, and consider yourself hugged.

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hug

I have you beat about the couch, though. Several years ago we bought a $750 sofa sleeper from Montgomery Ward. When they tried to deliver it, it didn’t fit through the door. So they took it back… but we never got a refund despite many, many calls and mailing them a copy of the receipt. Then they went out of business.

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We considered that…we need about an extra foot though…I wish the screws were that big! :slight_smile:

Thanx anyways though

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Speaking as someone who’s occaisionally looked up to the heavens and said, “OK, God, can we get to the punchline now?!” you’ve got my sympathies and, of course, a hug.

{{{Pammipoo}}}

In honor of this past week, I’ll also offer you a few of Murphy’s Laws taken from Arthur Bloch’s Murphy’s Law Book Two:

When I went to type these out, I realized three things: I have two copies of Book 3; I have no copies of Book 1; Shavelman’s Extension uses the wrong form of “its.” Score one more for Gaudere’s Law!

Take care of yourself. You’re not the only one telling yourself things have to get better some time.

CJ

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OK, but I need one back.

{{{{{Pammipoo}}}}}

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Some couches can be taken apart. You may want to check.

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{{{Pammipoo}}}

I’ve had a pretty shitty time lately too - everything from a return of my more severe insomnia ((as opposed to my regular chronic insmonia) that sleep aids are no longer helping), to problems with traffic making me late for school, to problems with my lab work (chromatography columns that fail to separate my compounds, or an NMR computer that crashes on me when I’m in a hurry, to being about 3 weeks behind in my work), to having a cold, migraine today (which my SOs father interpreted as “pregnancy” :eek: ), to just all around having a rough time. I’ve been so tired that I’ve had trouble on my commute, and literally walk into things (I banged my hand on the door today while going to do laundry - which we’re out of spare change for). My sister gave me a new scarf for Christmas, and I’ve been wearing it since…I’m beginning to think she put a curse on it!

Anyways, my point is, I can relate!

How big is your balcony? Can you cover the couch up with a tarp or something and uncover it when the weather is nice, so that you have a nice comfy couch to sit on outside? We have no patio furniture, but if we had a couch out there that we couldn’t figure out how to get rid of, thats probably what I’d do!

i hope things get better soon (for both of us!).

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I am sorry that you’re sad, Pammipoo.

You know what? I love reading your pit posts about working in fast food. I did a bit of that myself many years back and they really hit home. They’re written with a great amount of wit.

You’re a hard worker and you’re going to be a success. Keep your chin up.

Haj

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A guy goes to his doctor’s office and says, “Doctor, I think I’m a tepee! No, I think I’m a wigwam! No, a tepee…No, a wigwam!”

The doctor says, “Calm down, you’re two tents.”

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Pammipoo}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

:slight_smile:

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Aww…sending warm hugs to mnemosyne as well! :slight_smile: