Good birthday stuff. :-)

Maggie and Evelyn's masterpiece.

29 candles. As Evelyn said, "That's a BRIGHT CAKE!"

I've had a great birthday!!! It started last night with an impromptu trip out with Jessica and her friend Ashley. We hit Woodies where we hung out, sang karaoke (Pat Benetar and Bonnie Raitt for me, thanks...) and I had the 2 best and biggest double amaretto sours I've ever had. I had a screwdriver in honor of Nick, too. :-) Then it was off to Mugbees. It was kinda dead in there so we had a drink and bolted off to Hollywood Casino, which was completely impromptu. Ashley's boyfriend (who was not drinking) drove us there and they ended up finding their own adventure while Jessica and I went into the casino. Well, to Boogie Nights, the disco-ish nightclub inside it. It was a fun, fun night and I didn't get home until almost 3 in the morning but it was SO worth it! I probably pushed the limits of the amount I can party because I did wake up with a headache this morning. It's not often that I go out like that...it takes a lot to loosen me up enough to do things at the spur of the moment. Last night was my Friday, so it was great to be able to get out and have some fun.

This morning, I was allowed to sleep in until 11am. Maggie, Evelyn and Mom already made my cake and it was cooling by the time I came downstairs. Mom frosted it and Maggie and Evelyn decorated it, it was a hot mess! It was positively adorable and I absolutely loved getting a cake that my lovely nieces made and decorated for me!! They also made me a card that was so sweet it brought tears to my eyes. After cake and ice cream, I headed to BFF Sarah's for a couple episodes of Battlestar Gallactica and a trip to the Post Office so she could morally support me while I picked up a certified letter from Boone County, LOL. Turns out an old creditor is suing me for my balance owed, but I did the damage so I'm going to have to pay the consequences. I came home to mom's lasagna...ZOMG it was probably the best she's ever made. And she made a HUGE batch so I get to take some to work for the next few days, woohoo!!! I finished off with more cake and ice cream (hey...it's my birthday...I've lost almost 40 lbs...cut me some slack! LOL!), a load of laundry, and now I'm chilling in my room on the interwebs. I plan on watching an episode or 2 of Mythbusters and heading to sleep because I have to work a 10-10 split tomorrow. It's been a great day...my phone has been going off constantly since 9am and it's a great feeling. :-) It's nice to know I'm loved. Another great birthday...and next year is my 30th!!! Who knows what kinds of shenanigans will be pulled...next year is bound to be even more awesome than this year.

Sad news.

The senior colorguard girls with our handsome drum major, Nick.

Nick Stutsman, a guy I went to high school and college with, died Thursday night. I was proud to call him a friend...I remember referring to him as one of the only TRULY good guys I've ever known.

I have so many awesome memories with Nick. The first time I saw him, we had just finished our first day of pre-camp for band my freshman year. There was this boy...he was tall, chubby, and bright pink all over from a day out in the sun. We ended up befriending each other and had a couple of classes together. He was musically GIFTED, and I mean that. He played clarinet, and it amazed me the things he could do! He won multiple awards at multiple music festivals in KY in high school, and awards at BCHS. By the time senior year rolled around, he became 1 of 2 drum majors. And he was fabulous. :-) We always had a blast at band camp, at various functions and on bus rides, etc. We used to watch a lot of Chris Farley movies (Tommy Boy, etc) on our bus rides, and everyone would compare Nick to Chris Farley. He HATED it!!! But it really was an accurate representation...Nick was a chubby, bright red, hilarious guy who captured the hearts of everyone around him.

After high school, we ended up staying in the same dorm at EKU, he a floor above me, and our friend Heather next door to me. OMG, the great times we had!!!!! We would drive around in Heather's little Civic, Nick riding shotgun, smoking weed and just driving the curvy roads. One time, we were listening to the song "Pieces of You" by Jewel and it seemed as if the melodies were going right along with the curves in the road. As the song ended, we came to the stop sign at the end. We all commented on how COOL that was (it's a VERY powerful song, listen to it if you haven't) and immediately decided that as much as we'd like to do that again, there would not be a way to replicate that moment. It was too perfect. Another time (and this is one of my favorite stories to tell EVER) we were driving around getting high in the middle of the day, and Nick was talking about how they (he and Heather) had seen a peacock one time when they were driving around without me. Just as he finished telling the story, Heather stopped the car in the middle of the road and Nick said, "Holy shit! There it is again!" I was stoned out of my gourd and had no clue what was going on, and he said, "Jen!!! It's right THERE!! Blue and fucking WHITE!" I was cracking up laughing by this point (as I am right now, but with tears in my eyes) and I saw the peacock in front of the car. DIRECTLY in front of the car, LOL. It was making that noise that peacocks make--at a little white dog across the street (on a farm). It then folded up its feathers and walked over toward the passenger side of the car. Nick and I had our foreheads plastered to the windows watching it walk past us until it was safely behind the car. A peacock in Richmond KY...barking at a dog. One of my favorite stories of all time, and Nick is a part of it. :-) There were many other good times...watching him play his clarinet was outstanding. He had unmatched talent. For fun, he would play really fast songs for me and laugh afterwards as I sat with my mouth agape. There were multiple parties we went to...going to Denny's in the middle of the night for a Super Bird...drinking screwdrivers half-full of vodka and eating an extra-large pizza between 3 people...the day he "came out of the closet" to me (I always suspected but never knew until we got to EKU)...going to drum corp shows...I actually just realized that I loaned him a bunch of pictures about 10 years ago and never got them back, LOL! Anyway, Nick moved on to U of L and I moved to CA...we spoke on Yahoo a few times but I haven't seen him since I loaned him those pics at that drum corp show in 2000. Sometime in 2001 after I moved to CA, Nick confided in me that he had been doing speed. He was losing weight but the way he was doing it was mucho unhealthy. I discouraged him from doing it, but continued to see his weight drop in pictures. We lost touch...I got sober...we were friends on Yahoo/Myspace/facebook. Looking at his facebook photos is weird...a bunch of pics of him with bloodshot eyes and then a few with his clarinet in concert, wearing a tux. I knew he was living kinda hard and was worried but felt assured that he was still maintaining well as he was still playing clarinet on a concert level.

He was found Friday morning by his roommate, an apparent overdose. He was 29. is the 2nd friend I've lost in the past year (Kalin, and now Nick) due to drug use. People my age are DYING. Classmates of mine. I knew a lot of people in high school due to being in band, but Nick is someone who I genuinely considered a friend all that time. EVERYONE loved him. I'm sad to say that the disease of addiction has claimed yet another young life, another great talent, another person who would have had so much to contribute to this world.

A weird 24 hours.

Sometimes you just have those "weird" days. For the past 24 hours, everything has been been...MORE. More exhaustion...more everything. We're in "mandatory" overtime at work until July 10th. I have been working an average of an hour of OT per day...not too bad but when you add it up I'm growing weary. Anyway...my nightmares have come true and I am living in Tech Support World. My internet, tv and telephone have been on the fritz at home and I have been slowly going crazy. I have called Insight no less than 7 times over the past 2 weeks and I have become just as frustrated as the people I talk to from AT&T every day. Anyway, last night the internet was down (as usual) so I became my own worst caller because I'd simply had enough. The phone line went down too and that is CRUCIAL to my mom. Anyway, they're coming out here tomorrow to *hopefully* fix the problem so we'll see. I woke up this morning to my mom calling me on my cell phone...to let me know that my nieces were here, the phone is working, the TV is down, and the girls need the computer NOW if the internet is working. I tell her I'll be down in a few minutes...I'm just waking up...she said ok. I stayed in bed with the intention of being there for at least 10 more minutes. Meanwhile, I hear Maggie (the youtube addict) prowling around the upstairs by my room. I hear her go in the bathroom, turn on the water for a really long time, then *knock knock*
"Cioci Jennifer?"
"Yes, Maggie...I'll be out in a minute..."
"Is the computer working?"
"I don't know yet...I just woke up...I'll be out in a minute..."
"Oh, okay..."
4 minutes go by. Repeat. Except this time while I'm hearing her prowling around the bathroom, I hear my epilady go off. I never use the damn thing...it's really painful...but I leave it in the bathroom anyway. So I hear it go off and all I can think about is "OMG, is Evelyn up here?!?!". The damn epilady has 16 sets of tweezers and goes REALLY fast so I was just thinking this child better not put this thing near herself or her sister. LMFAO. I get up and get dressed as fast as I can. 2 minutes go by and I hear the knocking. I fling open my door with the computer in my hand...
"Yes, Maggie, the computer is working. And you're already driving me crazy."
"Oh, okay, good morning!"
I'm putting on my makeup and I take the cap off my eyeliner. It is smooshed. I look over and there is a clothing tag bent in half, made up to look like a gift tag and has words written on it...IN MY EYELINER. :-) I asked both of the girls, found the culprit (she admitted it...gotta love Maggie...), lectured her and tried to help my mom with the tv. I pressed the power button on the cable box and it came right on. I rolled my eyes and went to work.

Every day, I go to the Marathon station up the street and get coffee. It has just come to my attention that the little old lady who waits on me every morning is getting hit on by a little old man who's there almost every day when I am. They apparently have a cute little friendship where she calls to let him know if gas is going up (so he can gas up before they do it LOL), and he brings her pastries. It's the cutest thing ever. She blushed this morning as she put her bag of donuts on the shelf, and as he left she said to me "He brought me donuts! Wasn't that nice!". *squee* Old people are cute.

I realized on the way to work that I was sadly short on that wonderful smokeable plant. I hoped that my smoking buddy would be at work, but of course he wasn't. It turned out to be a BRUTAL first half of the day...the we had time between calls but the callers were just DUMB and ANGRY. (a bad combo, for those of you who have worked tech support...) I decided to take a long lunch and told my TL I'd be back by 5:30. I adjusted my attitude properly and went back to work. The first call I took after my lunch ended up lasting 1 hour and 10 minutes. Luckily I was speaking with someone from another department at AT&T rather than the customer themselves. The issue we were working on was one that was really complicated and involved a lot of dead air, which we were happy to fill with laughter and jokes about how nobody really knows what they're doing in this place. After this insanely long call, we were completely unable to resolve the issue at hand and had absolutely no leads as to how to fix it. We worked our asses off and were completely abandoned by other departments. It was a huge waste of time but it was better than talking to a bunch of idiots. Anyway, the night went on and I ended up working 2 hours of OT. I feel that I'm getting hit on by one of my coworkers. No details, but this guy has made it clear that he is interested in "someone". He's been paying a lot of attention to me in chat, and has clearly been "up to something" for the past few days. Tonight, he made a pass at me and I semi-diverted. If he wants to hang out with me...he can talk to me about it in person. ;-) Of course I'll just let him think I'm hard to get (for the first time ever LOL) and he can jump or not. So now I'm home...just got done playing a couple of games of Magic with Rob. Kari is still avoiding me. Sooooo awkward. I don't know why she's avoiding me...I took them both off my facebook this week but that was only because I'm trying to stay out of their personal lives. Kari knows how I feel...that I do want her as a friend but that it hurts when I know what she and Rob are up to. So maybe it's better we don't talk...I don't know. I'm glad that Rob and I are on good terms but Kari's behavior has really saddened me. So...I have to go to bed now so that I can be up early for Insight to come (hopefully) fix whatever is going on with our services. I am officially taking a mental health day...I deserve it.