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.

Sooo today I tried making the Powerpoint again for the Joomla presentation, failed, and instead resorted to doing drugs and mixing it with alcoholic beverages and then taking a drive; all while cursing and using the lords name in vain.

I think I’ve pretty much offended everyone by now, blog mission: accomplished!

I got about halfway through the rough-draft outline when I decided to go on a rampage and start completing my portfolio on my website.  I know, CRAZY!

Naw, it wasn’t that bad, but seriously, whoever invented outlines was a genius.  I spent about 2 hours staring at a blank Powerpoint, got up, played piano for an hour or so, and then came back and was like, “Why did it take me so long to think to do an outline first?!”

Nope, still no idea.

Crunch.

Crackle, Crunch.

I look up from my outline festivities and over to the noise.  My cat, and, I’m not even kidding here, was trying to get inside of a Macy’s bag.  It’s not the first time she’s done that, either.  Case in point:

That, is the box to my Christmas Tree.  It’s made to fit, SHOCKER, a Christmas Tree.  I go to pick it up, and I hear a loud “Meow!” come from the box followed by a soft thump as my cat hurdles to the other side of the box.  Of course, I put the box back down and she didn’t even come out!  Oh, no.  Emergency situation where she is dying in my Christmas Tree box and she doesn’t even try to escape.

This, is the Macy’s bag today.  Yes, she was asleep.  No, I did not force her to go into the bag nor was there catnip or a fluffy warm blanket in there.  I paid 10 dollars for each cat bed, and my cat. is. asleep. in a 10-cent paper bag.

Step 1.  Invent a bed that is enclosed like a box and/or bag, make the bottom hard-ish and yet soft like carpet.

Step 2.  Patent/Copyright said bed.

Step 3.  Profit

Step 4. ???