I am not pleased (oh so LONG)

Pardon me for a moment as I let off a little PMS fed steam.

Work issues – I hate Peoplesoft. There. I said it. Hate it hate it hate it. The major task in my department which was so beautifully streamlined and efficient (let’s ditch all efforts at humility here and just say for the record that I am the one who made it the breeze it was) is now an utter disaster. 15 months after the student system went online and we still dont have proper reports to detail all of the bank deposits that run through there. The auditors will be here in 4 weeks. Oh yeah – I feel good!!! Argh. I had a little hissy today and went to the poor guy charged with pulling data from the student system and said: “I need a query that gives me every single item posted to the bank account each month. Every. Damn. One!” I could talk like that since he knows how frustrated I have been and he shares it and curses the system himself. But damn. It’s fucking ridiculous.

The following message is a public service announcement to all my friends, casual readers, people who just stumbled in here randomly. It is NOT intended for any particular individual. Just want to clear the air before any further conclusions are jumped into:

Drama. I hate drama. Loathe it. Avoid it like the plague. I am a very forgiving soul. I see greys all the time. I have friends who have a much more accepting view of drama than I do :-> I never read hidden messages into things. If I am unsure of something/someone, I ask the person directly so as not to act on an incorrect assumption. I love it when others give me the same courtesy and check in if something is unclear to them about what I have said. But I am upright and honest and absolutely never play games. Ever. Ok, not true – I probably played my fair share of games in high school and maybe on into my early 20s. But shoot – I was a mom at 20. A working mom at 21. A working single mom back living with my parents at 24. Seriously, I haven’t had the time or energy to play games! The gal who I wrote about awhile back from work finally figured that out which is why we are now friends instead of adversaries. It’s all I can do to keep myself focused on these things that really matter. I am a shoulder to cry on. I listen and sympathize and empathize and rant along. I give advice if asked. I pride myself on being a loyal and trustworthy friend. I encourage self reliance and faith in oneself. I am never going to meddle in anyone else’s life. I am not an enabler.

I miss DS2. We are down to the final week – 5 more days actually. This is always when I miss him most as I start to think about seeing him again. I am ready for him to be home. I’ve loved my downtime and done plenty of re-charging and reading and stuff. But I need him to be home. It’s time. Padres games are not the same. No one has played on the computer in the kitchen. There are no socks laying on the floor in front of the tv. Sigh.

Oh, and don’t get me started on President Bush finally figuring out what a veto is and using it on the widely supported (in congress, the senate and by the citizenry they represent) Stem Cell bill. Or on the nauseatinginly orchestrated press conference setup to talk about the veto. I mean, sure – it’s wonderful that all those kids were previously adopted from discarded zygotes. Wonderful. I am sure it makes all the babies/children in orphanges feel just grand. Why not adopt an existing child rather than buying these frozen zygotes? I just don’t get it. Meanwhile, not only do the orphanges remain packed, but those ill with diseases which could benefit from Stem Cell research also sit and watch. Yeesh.

I AM NOT PLEASED.