have i got a deal for yous…*wink~!

Hi Kids~! I have a deal for you….Oiy~!

Although I was unable to get my iPad2 –> I had already ordered my Miniot Wood Cover from Holland. This is THE must have smart cover. Made of beautiful hand-tooled wood, it functions BETTER than Apple’s Smart Cover does…Why? it doesn’t wear along the edges and have the other flaws the Smart Cover is now famous for.

The cover I ordered back in April will be here within five days and I’m ready to sell it for 150.00…obo.

You can see the full item here:

CLICK ME~!

CLICK ME~! 

Let me know if you’re interested…I’m also willing to talk trade/barter…hummm?

What was that about the Mentally Ill?

So…for all of my bragging about how f*king cool it can be to date the mentally ill…wouldn’t ya know shit would come back to bite me in the ass…

Hey, I was only teasing~! But as we know, the Universe is bipolar and forgets to take its meds like all the time. 

So if you read the post under the link above then you know I was playing…but I wasn’t making up the bit about joining the Crazy Dating site. That was serious. And so far I’ve met some super fine humans. Not so much for ‘dating’, because I don’t care how mentally sound or unsound someone is, right now I’d rather scoop out my eyes with a rusty spoon than date…but for the friend thing. Yep, met some alright people.

Except for earlier this week. Instead of explaining, I’m just going to C&P the entire wreck right here. I’m sure you’ll want Kevin’s number once your read this. Sure of it. I’ll have it handy just in case.

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nevikk

Jun 5, 2011 08:45 PM

similarities up the wazoo!

Eureka!You’re a multi-faceted and talented individual. I’ll bet I can give you a run for your money in the “jobs I have had” category. I would think nothing of quitting a job if I didn’t really like it. I would get sent on temp assignments and by the time we had first break I was outta there. It’s nothing to brag about, just the truth. I’d like to be a pen-pal. Would you care to read my profile? A lot of people must NOT do that because I’ve been asked questions in the past, when the answer was clearly written in the profile. Well, maybe I’ll hear from you…

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My Response:

Jun 5, 2011 09:54 PM

I write: So? Yeah?

I not into this place much…my FB is: http://www.facebook.com/EurekaJanet

That’s where the fun happens~!

If not, I understand.

*Cheers

~Janet

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navikk

Jun 6, 2011 12:58 AM

He writes: reality check (w/ a big snoozy Emoticon)

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navikk

Jun 9, 2011 07:51 AM

He writes: ???

What ever happened to understanding others, compassion, warmth. I can\’t believe how full of yourself you are. That\’s how you come across, anyway. Are you on this site because you think you\’ll be superior to others? GRANDIOSITY, grandeur, grandiose. You just MIGHT make a decent politician, though.

obnoxious, arrogant.

For the sake of fairness, I will allow that your abrasive personality may very well be a symptom of YOUR diagnosis. But there, now you have an unbiased, objective observation of how you come across with your self-description. This is not an attempt to insult, degrade, ridicule, slander, disrespect or harass you. It\’s just that I am FAR from passive-aggressive and believe in 100% disclosure, and I am sometimes too blunt, lacking in tactfulness. For THAT, I will apologize. But you should try to envision the effect that your words have on some people, especially on a website such as this one. I welcome a reply, even a dialogue if you\’re interested.

Kevin

PS: In the meantime, I would like to share the following with you:

Desiderata

Go placidly blahblahblah…(yes, we all love Desiderata…but I’m not going to print it in full here).

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Dear KEVIN….

Let’s see…were do I begin, with my selfish dispassionate misunderstanding behavior? Oh…I know. I’ll start by saying that i answered your first message while in the hospital. Sorry my reply was short. I was a bit preoccupied. But I thought your note was nice and wanted to reply right away.

Asshole.

I was trying…with all I had to be receptive while fighting to recover from a series of TIAs, which were also setting off sparks of my BP.

So…maybe it’s time for you to look into the compassion mirror, buddy. Or maybe just get some info before you judge.

<–that was left in my blog on the site because he had BLOCKED me~! Seriously. I’m THAT BAD. It’s just to fucked up to not laugh. Some people are even more mental than I want to hang around.

But my head still hurts and I have to rest…so I’ma save this for when I’ve recovered a bit move…and then I’m throw a fucking party~! 

Desiderata…is he for real??? I’ll show him placid.

Finally…I Love Verizon, thx to Yongor.

When was the last time you met a Customer Service person that you wanted to ask if they would be your FB friend? And NOT in that creepy, let’s check each other’s butt-cracks for ticks kinda way. But in a really, truly, you-are-such-a-cool-human way?

I did. She was amazing…and she pretty much changed my mind entirely about my cellular service provider.

Not too long ago I wrote a blog about how I was not in love with my phone. (looky here) Well it turns out that it wasn’t my phone I wasn’t in love with…it was the humans who where providing my service. Repeat: NOT the company, mind you–but the shop where I did business.

I’m not even going to go into the ‘Why’ about the shop…just leave it to the fact that some people get juicy goodness when around certain people and some people get the shits. I gots the shits at this shop. Just me and my shits, kiddies.

Let’s get back to my lovely lady, shall we?…She was so far ahead of the game it was amazing. She scooped me up and juggled the mess that was all of my phones (3) and my wireless and totally saved me so much fucking money and got me new services, new phones. Made me so happy I went on to spend money and upgrade my wireless. Yes, we’re talking hard nipples here. She even fixed my mom up when I told her the Blackberry just wasn’t cutting it. Fixed her up with the perfect little phone made for an 84 year-old woman. AND completely got me out from under the shit that is Alltel. The people at the shop never helped me with any of that…they never helped me save money…they never even offered me any advice…they just liked to talk really fast and look down their noses at me. Yeah, they’re like that. Bastards.

Dang, I did it again…Okay back to HER. This is for Yongor. She said she’s in Atlanta. Whatever. Wherever. To her, I’m send out a huge ball of heaping, steaming, flaming Love. Customer Love. 

My lady said I can call her anytime and she will send me whatever I need overnight or answer any question…she can fix anything immediately…and she will always find me the best way to save money. And I know she will.

Actually she has already…the number she gave me was generic. But when I called they took my info and Yongor called me back very shortly to answer a question. I’ve done this three times since our romance has begun.

Oooh, this is getting creepy.

I may never leave Verizon…because of the golden service and kindness shown by her. I was ready to completely flip not two months back. Now? Now I’m a Verizon girl. As long as I can have my Yongor…or someone who can deliver as well as she can.

Verizon better treat her like gold, or I’ll punch them.

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