Showing posts with label xm. Show all posts
Showing posts with label xm. Show all posts

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Blog Ramblings

For reasons beyond my control, I will not be attending the Phoenix races this weekend like originally planned. Insert very sad face here.

With it being a newly paved track, things could get interesting. Kyle played around there a few weeks back, so maybe it’ll give him a little bit of an edge. With having to sit out last week, this needs to be the week that Kyle comes back and wins. If for no other reason than to piss off the Kyle Busch haters. Their harsh words are so hateful and unnecessary.

It’s disappointing that M&M’s pulled out as sponsors for these last two races, but whatever. I don’t give a damn what’s on the hood or side panels of each race car. I care about what’s happening on the track. And I would hope that most other race fans feel the same.

RM#1’s boyfriend and I watched an episode of Family Feud Friday night. I was astounded at how dumb one of the families was. Either that, or the show was rigged, because these people were answering really dumb things to some pretty simple questions. A snake, Lady? Really? A snake? Doh!

My XM radio was supposed to stop working almost two weeks ago. To avoid the sadness of hearing it not work, I went ahead and unplugged it. Been listening to regular radio since. Plugged it in this afternoon just to see, and it still worked. Hmm. I sure hope I don’t get a bill for it. Supposedly, it was supposed to be shut off Nov 1st. It’s now the 12th, and still works. My feelings are mixed about this. Should I take advantage of the situation by continuing to listen until it’s finally shut off? Or should I break the rules and send a message to JK letting him know he will eventually get a bill because they didn’t shut it off. My gut says shut up, it’s not your business anymore, but my heart says tell him. he might appreciate it.

Happy Saturday Night, y’all!

Monday, October 31, 2011

A peek and a text

I peeked. I admit it. I peeked at something I shouldn’t have peeked at out of pure nosiness. But it’s totally okay. I don’t have to listen to the yelling or screaming because I peeked. Such a fabulous feeling (big grin). Plus, it isn’t like I peek all the time. And believe me, I won’t peek again. Nosiness has been satisfied. And my reaction was: Yuck!

In other news, my phone has decided the keyboard part doesn’t want to be touch screen anymore. So sad for anyone that wants a reply to a text or email. So sad if I need to send an important message to someone. I hope I don’t get locked inside a car trunk some time soon and need to send a text. Geesh. (sad face)

My XM ends today (sad face). I’m very sad about this, but cannot bring myself to pay it. Buying food and car parts are a bigger priority for me right now. No extra money for luxuries like satellite radio. Regular radio, cd’s, and my iPod will have to do. It’s okay. I hold no grudge against JK for not wanting to pay another year worth of radio for an ex. It certainly isn’t his responsibility anymore. (grin)

I got some really cute pictures of RJ from Halloween. He makes my heart melt. I can’t wait to have another one. One that I won’t miss six years with.

Work is so stressful right now. We have a few trainers going to Toronto, eight trainers going to Utah, and a ton of other jobs going on. I’m overwhelmed and begging for a few extra minutes to do things. If I buckle under the pressure, it’s a mess. It’s a BIG mess. And I can’t have a mess. I don’t like cleaning up messes, especially ones that are impossible to fix. I’m at work earlier than I’ve ever been. I come home late. I’m exhausted. And all I want when I come home, is a big hug and something to eat. RM#1 doesn’t provide either of those two things. I don’t want hugs from the dogs, and if one of them even thought about putting a paw in something I was planning on eating, I’d scream louder than ever before. I need a vacation, and I need one bad. I need time away. I need time to sit and admire something far more beautiful than the damn computer screen at work. I could rant on and on, but the bottom line is, I’m tired. I’m mentally exhausted and I have no more to give. I’m fried. And it’s only Monday. (tear)

How was your Monday?

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Change

Change is a tricky thing. Sometimes I'm totally okay with it, sometimes I'm not. Perhaps it's the way in which change is brought upon me that makes the difference. Letting me know ahead of time that something is going to change is always better than just springing it on me.

For weeks I've been listening to the XM dj's talk about the channel lineup change that was going to be happening on May 4th. Actually, to be honest, I normally change the channel when they start to talk, so I'm not exactly sure I can honestly say I listened to them. However, I do remember mentioning it to JK about a week ago and thinking back now, I think I said that all three of my channels would now be together. One right after/before the other. Awesome. No more entering the number in manually while I'm driving. Fab.

This morning, I had to be at work earlier than usual, so my normal morning routines were thrown off just a tad. Not much, just alilbit. I got into my car, and as I'm driving off, I hear strange different things coming out of my speakers. For just a moment, I had forgotten about the channel change. I frantically searched through the deep memories of my brain trying to remember what channels I mentioned during my conversation with JK last week. Think, think, think. What did I say? Oh! I remember the dj making a joke about "not 69, it's 59 people!"

And there it was. The sweetest sound in the whole world. The sound of Country Music.

I welcome this change. Bring on another!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

I miss my XM

xm About a week ago, my XM stopped working. I knew it was going to happen in November, but wasn't certain of the date. I got XM from JK as a birthday present last year. He paid for a year, but when his car was stolen last month, he cut XM off completely.

He hasn't gotten around to calling and having it switched to his new car (with being both busy at the lab all day and not knowing exactly what receiver he wants), so we are both forced to listen to regular radio. I'm not complaining, cause I have two different stations to switch back and forth between, but when the static is louder than the artist who's singing, that's when I revert to my old standby cd of Jason Aldean. Can't ever go wrong with him.

So, until JK gets around to calling them up, Shawn Parr is once again my radio DJ hero.

 

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