Hi guys--

I bought some beautiful wild salmon fillets last Monday. They were in the freezer until Wednesday, where they mostly thawed by evening. When they were still slightly frozen, I mixed up a marinade of EVOO, balsamic vinegar, dijon mustard, and some honey. We were planning on having them that night but we got super busy at the end of the week and never had time to cook them and they stayed in the fridge. I figured that by today they'd be bad, but when I opened the container and looked at them, they're still a very pretty ruby color and they don't smell like anything but the marinade. Do you think they're safe to eat? I hate when we get lazy and busy and don't feel like cooking. Talk about a waste!

For once in my life I could kiss Comcast. They put Ghost Hunters back onDemand! WOOOOO!!

Or do you feel like no one who says they'll do something ever does? In fact, NO ONE ever does anything they say they will. I feel like I'm constantly let down by people, but they're people who should be doing what they're supposed to. For instance, my doctors office has to give me a referral to go to another doctor I see because of a lab conflict. So I called before I had an appointment, gave them all the information, and then when I go to the other doctor's office, the referral isn't there. I called WEEKS in advance. I had to be on the phone with them while I was at the other office just so I could see the fucking doctor. Then with this whole TB thing, there was a form I needed filled out so I could work. I called Tuesday when I found out the results (negative, thank god) to see if they could just mail me the form--it wouldn't take more than a day or two, so that I could start work on Monday. I haven't received it yet, so I called a minute ago and it's still sitting in my file, so now I have to brave the winter whether and go all the way to the other side of the city to pick up a fucking form that they could have just mailed Tuesday.

FUCKING SHIT, DO YOUR JOB.

Between them and the fucking management company of this house, I swear no one ever learned responsibility. We called a month ago to have our toilet fixed because the water bill doubled (tripled the first month) and they said they'd send someone. It wasn't fixed and we got another bill that was double the usual, so we called and asked them to come again. They said they would come on either Saturday or Sunday, and of course no one ever showed up. So I called Monday and said, "LISTEN. YOU NEED TO COME, OR WE AREN'T PAYING THIS BILL? GOT IT?" Sure enough, someone was here in 30 minutes to repair the damned toilet.

FUCKING SHIT, DO YOUR JOB AGAIN!

LATER:

So I get there and the other secretary tells me that they did send the form, all they had was a copy. I should get it tomorrow.

YOU HAVE TO BE KIDDING ME.

SPIIIIIIIIIIDERRRRRRRRRRRRRRR PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIG.

Dell finally did something good for the PC cause. Creativity? Check. Good music? Check.

Carry on.

I thought you knew me. I thought you had it all down. But you didn't, you don't. You should know what I need from you by now.

I thought you were my support, but what happens when you're the thorn? Who do I go to? I go to the shower, I burn myself to feel less on the inside and more on the outside. I scorch my skin so I have a tangible reason to cry. I breath too fast, my head feels light. I crouch down and cry.

You don't understand the power you have over me and it terrifys me because you should.

I'm weak.
You can't abuse that.
Because you don't know where it will go.

And you don't want to.

Or the blog entries about my bus experiences.

Port Authority Post, written by me whenever weird things happen or I make some conclusions.