I'm glad I'm working for ChaCha earning money. Because there's nothing I loathe more than trudging into work feeling like shit. To have to get dressed and clean and put on makeup when all you want to do is huddle under the covers is one of the worst kinds of torture for me. Especially when working in customer service, which requires a perky attitude on top of the looks. So, here, I can lie back with my laptop and make money while in my pjs and feeling like shit. And I can come and go as I please. So nice.
( quiz time! )
( quiz time! )
- Where I am:Houston house on a blow-up matress, because it's more comfy than the couch
- Feeling:
tired - Now playing:Doctor Who "Blink" - which is so creepy, but cool
Worked on ChaCha.com... I've earned $13.80 already! Yay! That's, like, two meals from McDonalds! Or five cups of coffee at Starbucks (even better)! Got some incredibly weird questions. One was asking whether the engine for a Thunderbird would work for their TransAm. I did the best I could to answer that one. (Basically, the Tbird engine was a 5-liter, while the TransAm's engine is a 5.8, so it should, but it'll be slightly underpowered.) A lot of "infoseekers" wanted to know about people. A goodly percentage wanted sex or relationship advice. I think I got asked about the average penis size something like five times in an hour-and-a-half. Mom's worried that it's somehow spreading pornography and therefore illegal, but the service has us answer these questions in a clinical manner, so not technically porn.
I refrained from calling my sister and bitching her out for getting in yet another car accident because she has no depth perception.
I also watched what I ate today and kept down on the calories, though I had two large servings of chips and dip. =/
Finally, I wrote an incredibly long, emotionally-charged letter to my asshole father that I'll probably never send because he won't understand since he's an emotionless, heartless robot. I wish there was a good way to explain, "You abused me in every way imaginable and stole my entire childhood, so now I expect you to pay for me to get psychiatric help to fix it."
I'm going to watch Ghost Whisperer and Num3ers and try to forget about today. Maybe a short highball, too. Alcohol doesn't make things better, but good bourbon does make things easier to palate.
I refrained from calling my sister and bitching her out for getting in yet another car accident because she has no depth perception.
I also watched what I ate today and kept down on the calories, though I had two large servings of chips and dip. =/
Finally, I wrote an incredibly long, emotionally-charged letter to my asshole father that I'll probably never send because he won't understand since he's an emotionless, heartless robot. I wish there was a good way to explain, "You abused me in every way imaginable and stole my entire childhood, so now I expect you to pay for me to get psychiatric help to fix it."
I'm going to watch Ghost Whisperer and Num3ers and try to forget about today. Maybe a short highball, too. Alcohol doesn't make things better, but good bourbon does make things easier to palate.
- Where I am:Houston house on a blow-up matress, because it's more comfy than the couch
- Feeling:
crappy - Now playing:A show on DiscID about the Rapture
(by way of
pandora_nervosa)

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It's FREEZING in here. An arctic cold front swept through Houston last night kicking up thunderstorms and making the thermometer plummet. Yesterday, we had highs in the 80s. Today, it only made it to about 60. Tonight's low is supposed to be around 45. That FUCKING SUCKS since our furnace isn't lit (we didn't think of this ahead of time), so Mom and I will both be really cold. Though I will benefit from four furry bodies probably tucking themselves up close to me for a heat exchange. Max will actually crawl under the covers in order to keep warm. Everyone else will be situated around my legs and feet.
God, it must be cold in here since I'm having problems typing. I'm not having problems typing for ChaCha! I got accepted as a guide, and am now taking queries and making money. This is a good thing since Dad just dropped the bomb in his e-mail that he and the SheBeast will not be paying for my insurances any more come the end of the year. How I'm going to afford $419 in health insurance a month is beyond me. I might have to find other coverage. I can't be without. Fuck. Fuck. Fucking shit Fuck. I think I have now increased my percentage to 100%.
My interesting question from ChaCha for today: How many green M&Ms in a bag? From Answers.com: Plain M&Ms' are proportioned (approximately) as follows: 30% brown; 20% yellow; 20% red; 10% green; 10% orange; 10% blue. Peanut M&Ms' are 20% brown; 20% yellow; 20% red; 20% blue; 10% green; and 10% orange. Peanut Butter Chocolate M&Ms® and Almond M&Ms® have even proportions (20% each) of yellow, red, green, blue, and brown.

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It's FREEZING in here. An arctic cold front swept through Houston last night kicking up thunderstorms and making the thermometer plummet. Yesterday, we had highs in the 80s. Today, it only made it to about 60. Tonight's low is supposed to be around 45. That FUCKING SUCKS since our furnace isn't lit (we didn't think of this ahead of time), so Mom and I will both be really cold. Though I will benefit from four furry bodies probably tucking themselves up close to me for a heat exchange. Max will actually crawl under the covers in order to keep warm. Everyone else will be situated around my legs and feet.
God, it must be cold in here since I'm having problems typing. I'm not having problems typing for ChaCha! I got accepted as a guide, and am now taking queries and making money. This is a good thing since Dad just dropped the bomb in his e-mail that he and the SheBeast will not be paying for my insurances any more come the end of the year. How I'm going to afford $419 in health insurance a month is beyond me. I might have to find other coverage. I can't be without. Fuck. Fuck. Fucking shit Fuck. I think I have now increased my percentage to 100%.
My interesting question from ChaCha for today: How many green M&Ms in a bag? From Answers.com: Plain M&Ms' are proportioned (approximately) as follows: 30% brown; 20% yellow; 20% red; 10% green; 10% orange; 10% blue. Peanut M&Ms' are 20% brown; 20% yellow; 20% red; 20% blue; 10% green; and 10% orange. Peanut Butter Chocolate M&Ms® and Almond M&Ms® have even proportions (20% each) of yellow, red, green, blue, and brown.
- Where I am:Houston house on a blow-up matress, because it's more comfy than the couch
- Feeling:
cold - Now playing:Mom talking to Sis in the other room
Thanks to help from
kagomeshoku, I finally got ChaCha up and running. Now I'm just waiting to finish my readiness test so I can start earning some money. Those of you who want to help me do so, go to ChaCha.com to sign up and use the service a lot!
While I wait, a quiz ganked from
strangeanimal:
I don't know which question I missed! Grr.
While I wait, a quiz ganked from
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I don't know which question I missed! Grr.
- Where I am:Houston house on a blow-up matress, because it's more comfy than the couch
- Feeling:
bored - Now playing:Green Day - Holiday
Still no word from ChaCha. I'm getting really frustrated now.
CSI made me cry. Not a lot, but I was verklempt. And Sara's back, for a little while at least.
Grey's: Poop water!
And, finally, 11th Hour is interesting. The premise is very neat. And Rufus Sewell is not as annoying in this role as I thought he would be. Even his buggy eyes aren't as buggy. Maybe it's the creepy lighting.
Oh! Mom's going to let me have the car tomorrow. YAY!! Auto-nomy!
CSI made me cry. Not a lot, but I was verklempt. And Sara's back, for a little while at least.
Grey's: Poop water!
And, finally, 11th Hour is interesting. The premise is very neat. And Rufus Sewell is not as annoying in this role as I thought he would be. Even his buggy eyes aren't as buggy. Maybe it's the creepy lighting.
Oh! Mom's going to let me have the car tomorrow. YAY!! Auto-nomy!
- Where I am:Houston house on a blow-up matress, because it's more comfy than the couch
- Feeling:
tired - Now playing:The end of 11th Hour
So: I signed up to work online for Chacha.com, a site that delivers answers to any question via text message. I filled out all the application forms, including the w-9 (you get paid per answer, which is why I'm doing it). They sent me a confirmation e-mail with a link to go to the training website. I went to log in, and it was rejected. The system either doesn't like my username or password, and there isn't a way that's obvious to retrieve it from the site. I know what I put in the boxes during registration, so I'm quite pissed that it's not working. I've e-mailed the customer service department for help, and also called and left a message (you go around and around, but can't actually speak to a human live when you call their customer service #). It's been a couple of days now with no response. I'm very pissed off. My ss#, address, etc., are just floating around in their systems and I'm not even getting to use the damn thing to get paid! Grr. Hopefully they'll get back to me soon. I've tried all possible permutations of misspellings or missed keystrokes I can think of, and nothing is working. I am starting to think that it doesn't like my password because it has a # in it. Some sites do not like punctuation, but don't tell you that when you're creating a password. They just tell you six characters, with no mention of letters/numbers only. If I could log-in, I'd change it, but I can't log in, and I can't go through the registration process again, since they already have my information. So annoying.
- Where I am:Houston house on a blow-up matress, because it's more comfy than the couch
- Feeling:
annoyed - Now playing:the birds singing outside

