Ah, what a week it has been!  Man I haven’t blogged in a long time, I wouldn’t be surprised if most of my readers dropped off because of the lack of posts in the recent months (my apologies), however, my life has been pretty much the same thing everyday:

I get up.
I go to work.
I come home.

There’s parts in the middle/end there that are missing, where I lay on the couch like a piece of broccoli and stuff my face with Cheetos, but that doesn’t really warrant a discussion point, or, I guess, now it does.  Well, I wrote those three things down up in the title as talking points, but dammit, I kinda like it as a blog entry title anyways, so it’ll stay!

Ahhhh yes, first things first: I’ve joined the Cult Uprising ceLebrated as Twitter, or also known as C.U.L.T.  Yes, it’s THAT bad.  Actually, it’s pretty fun; I don’t think I would use it for it’s intended usage: to post what you are doing at any given moment.  I mean, who the hell wants to know that I made myself cereal for dinner?  I mean, besides my mother, who is probably scrambling for the phone to angrily dial my number in the next minute (”Jillian, you should MAKE yourself something!”), but other than that?

I guess my idea of using Twitter is mainly to post my random musings, and quick snippets into my life if you don’t feel like subscribing to my blog (insert shameless plug here).

Next on the agenda ahhhhhh, 1800 dollars.  Now this one get’s a little hairy, so I will speak about myself in a hypothetical situation:

My friends’ mothers’ daughters’ friends’ dogs’ owners has a credit card.  This credit card has a bit racked up on it, whatever, moving expenses for the dog, you know.  Let’s say that my friends’ mothers’ daughters’ friends’ dogs’ owner logs into said credit card on the website, and sees an 1800 dollar payment this past month (February).  That, she didn’t make.  Nor did anyone ELSE in her long bloodline made that payment.

Would you keep the money?  That’s quite a bit actually, 1800 dollars worth?!  I didn’t say anything, for a week.  Yesterday, however, my conscience got the better of me when my Uncle was saying how a woman was thrown in jail for keeping 30,000 that was deposited into her banking account by mistake.

So, I called them

I bet some of you are thinking, “But, Jillian, didn’t this JUST happen to you when you bought that ‘cupcake’ a few months ago?” Granted, this is a bit different, but it’s also kinda the same, where as I could’ve just paid off said credit card and closed it out.  I called the credit card company, and they said that the payment originated Wachovia.  When I told her I didn’t have a Wachovia account, at first she didn’t believe me (surprise), and thought that I had just “forgot”.  I said no, that this was a mistake.

So now, they sent it to their “research department”.  I hope that’s not the Kidnap-for-ransom-your-child-or-sibling-until-you-give-us-information department, but it sure does sound ominous.

And finally, 70 people.  I’m going to update my other blog (link here), but I’m going to be giving a presentation tomorrow to about 70 people.  Remember that convention I went to back in January? Well, now I’m going to give the same presentation (just shortened), to the New Berlin Lions Club, and, it WAS just going to be just the Lions (it’s a ‘male club’ so to speak), which is about 35-40 people, but they invited the “Lioness Club” (you got it, all-women lions club), which is another 30 people or so.

If I make it through this without having heart-failure, it’s going to be a miracle.  Also, I’ll take pictures!

Oh yeah, and if you want to check out my Twitter account, here’s the link:

http://twitter.com/alumnistudent

Now, don’t get TOO wild with it, and I have to admit, it’s pretty addicting once you start.

My goodness, has it really been 4 years already?  It’s hard to believe that we just met 4 years ago on Christmas, and I held you in my loving arms.  I’m sorry that it has come to this, I really am.  We were getting along together so nicely, being together, being in each other’s arms.  I loved waking up in the morning and seeing you there, glowing, and happy to see me.

I’ll try not to cry, and I want you to be strong, too.  No, no, it’s best that we part ways here; I know that we will be together, someday.  You were with me all throughout those years in college, and I can’t thank you enough for that.  You held me in my darkest hours, were a source of laughter, of sadness.  I won’t forget all of the memories we have had together.

I can’t believe that we can no longer be together, and although I didn’t want for it to end, I know that it was for the best.  When I inserted the Windows XP Pro disk to reformat your harddrive, I knew that I was taking a piece of you, and wiping you clean, forever.  You will be much faster, and not bogged down with so many programs this time, my Dell 600M Laptop, and I promise to keep you cleaner this time.

It’s better this way.