Rico

ricorori @ 2009-12-24T22:26:00

2009-12-25T03:26:47Z

Hey guys. Happy consumer season.

I've not kept up with lj at all lately, except Moonlocket. I feel so out of touch X-x;

I've been thinking of getting back into iconing. I stumbled over an old account, and found a lot of icons. I think I've prolly forgotten how to make good icons anymore, but we'll see. I might kick it off with something ri-fickin'-diculous like an icon challenge, just to really discourage me, lulz.

I don't suppose I have anything else interesting to say. XD; But anyway!

Much loves from the Rico, and you all can always poke me on AIM. ♥

ricorori @ 2009-06-06T00:31:00

2009-06-06T04:39:38Z

this. context.

So not thirty minutes after I tell someone to ignore anonmeme because it's epic douchery (and my point is only proven in the context link -_- ), I get informed of the above.

I'm floored. I mean, wut?! I'm always so utterly worried about Loof's characterization, because of...whatever, no one wants to hear it. ~~not that anyone wants to hear the rest of it, lol~~

orz

This so made my day.

(also: Moonlocket is not dying! It's just fine, thank you.)

ricorori @ 2009-05-17T01:51:00

2009-05-17T05:52:19Z

There are some days I just want to throw myself out the nearest window.

I know that wouldn't be a good idea.

After all, the nearest window is only 2 feet off the ground and there are prickly plants in the yard that have burrs which stick to you.

That's just my world.

ricorori @ 2009-05-16T02:03:00

2009-05-16T06:11:04Z

So just did the Relay for Life thing sponsored by the American Cancer Society. I walked 2 1/2 miles. Not a big deal, unless you've been on your feet for 8 hours already, lol. I'm ridiculously tired. I had fun though.

We have a new register system at the art store where only one person can be on a register at a time. As in, if one person has to step away, no one else can be on that register until it's been counted. Suuuucks. I had to clean windows today...while being on register. Wut. Anyway. The giant front windows look good now, damn it.

Also: Wachovia fails epically as a bank. Never. Ever. go to Wachovia. They've randomly overdrafted me $340 and refuse to refund it even though "we can't see where the charges are coming from". Wtf. And so of course it ate my whole direct deposit for this week.

No gas, no food = not gonna be a good week. XD

Anyway~. Rico will live~ ♥ I'm in a good mood. Probably because I'm so tired I'm delirious at this point, lol.

ricorori @ 2009-04-28T13:42:00

2009-04-28T17:43:15Z

So I bitched a couple of weeks ago about the art store being hot. I retract that comment, and say omfg now it's hot. Jeebus. 97 degrees outside the other day, wtf. And our air conditioner broke. T_T Woe is Rico. Woe. But I think it's fixed now. So even though they're not doing anything useful with it like TURNING IT ON, we have it, lol. We've also gone from playing an awesome mix of 80's/90's/oldschool hip-hop to classical~ makes-you-want-to-curl-up-on-a-shelf-and-go-to-sleep music. They play some awesome chamber music on the muzak station every once in a while which is yay. Also the challenge has been issued! We're having a design contest with our bowling shirts we have to wear as a uniform. ♥ I have no idea what to do though. Oh well, lol.

Money's still ridiculous. Mom pawned her ring that she inherited from her mother this morning and bought me breakfast with it. If I'd fucking known where the money had come from, I wouldn't have eaten it at all. I wouldn't have even if there was absolutely no food in the house. For her to have done that makes me really angry/upset. I haven't figured out which I feel more of yet. And that annoys me further. Why should I care by this point? Mom's gonna do what she's gonna do. Just. Argh.

Quick, someone get her a Waahmbulance!

2009-04-14T23:04:14Z

It's kind of sad when you have to choose between taking the day off of work to go to your uncle's funeral and going to work to literally be able to keep your utilities on.

Please don't hold it against me, Uncle John. And rest in peace. We just found out three days ago he had terminal cancer. He worked up until a week ago.

So in the LJ spotlight this week is this girl named Jamie. She's living my dream in part, being an American living in Japan doing something she loves. She's acting and helping draw Shin Prince of Tennis. I'd love to be able to act in Japan. And help on a manga too, don't get me wrong! But I don't really have a strong hold on the dream to be a successful manga artist. Here or there. I do still want to go to Japan to be a teacher of English. But of course I have to get into college first. Which for reason after reason keeps not happening. One of my co-workers just got accepted into Savannah College of Art and Design. So in the fall, she'll be leaving our happy little art store and going into the world of animation. Fulfilling her dreams. Anyway. The reason this girl depresses me so much is because she's so happy and optimistic. Why can't I be like that? Why can't I think "I have no money? But it'll be okay, I'll figure it out! ♥" like she does?

Why do people have dreams? What's the point in believing in them? It's like I can't figure out if I'm too lazy to go after them somehow or I'm just that much of an utter failure.

It seems like everything's hopeless right now. And it's all because of money.

I don't have the gas to get to work for the rest of the week. My bank account is overdrawn $155 because Wachovia decided to slap some absurd $140 overdraft charge on me. So when my check goes through Thursday night/Friday morning, almost all of it will be eaten up by the overdraft, leaving me without the money to pay the water bill, which will be cut off before I get my next paycheck. Everyone I know is broke. I don't know what to do anymore.

Some Like It Hot

2009-03-19T02:27:23Z

Some, not so much. Especially when you're trying to work in it. Blech. The average temperature in the store today was 78. And I was climbing up and down ladders and working at a pretty decent clip all day. Oh well. XD

As an update, I do love my job. There's something about getting to smell paint and canvas and get to answer art questions all day, when you're as big an art ~~fag~~ geek as myself. XD

Bad thing is I'm currently trying to adjust to the schedule of working 8 hours a day. So my body's like, "work? Wtf? SLEEP MOAR. TIRED BODY IS TIRED. Whetheritactuallyisornot." I feel like going to work, coming home and going straight to bed. x_x

I'm working on a watercolor right now of Le Fey from the SeraMyu musical "Transylvania no Mori". I'm excited, I think it's going to come out well. Mostly because I've had my fuck-up for the piece. I was really worried about starting the actual watercolor itself because the sketch took so f*cking long. First thing I did? Splat, paint out of the lines. But hey, it's watercolor *shrug*

Also, I found out one of the guys I work with lived in Japan for four years. Oh yeah, gonna pick his brain. >]

Well that was an incredibly random and unfocused update from Rico. Enjoy? o_O

...Another Update? O_o

2009-03-14T13:25:59Z

So I got the job. OMFG yay. Thanks for the luck you gaiz. XD ♥

Today's my first day. I'm getting ready to leave soon, but I thought I'd lj a bit to calm myself down. I'm sure I'll do all right, I'm just kinda like...squee. And nervous. And squee. Seriously, what better-fitting job is there for me?

So I went to an art gallery opening last night for the local art council. ...PFFFFT. The artist, I liked. But it wasn't anything but a few people who knew each other getting together and getting drunk off wine. In addition to that, the director (who ripped my portfolio the day before. Not critiqued, ripped. Apart.) humiliated me in front of everyone because the judge of an upcoming art show invited me in to be a judge, thanks to my knowledge of anime. I was a little pissed. Not because the guy tore me a new one just to be superior in front of his peers, but because I didn't have my portfolio with me to defend myself. This "gentleman" has done nothing to show to me that he's anything but a bag of hot air. I've seen none of his work to give him credit. So. *Shrug*

I didn't cry or anything! And it was my first time getting publicly humiliated over my art. ♥ Go Rico. -_-; (The guy was seriously a jackass)

Anyway. Off to work. Eee. ♥♥♥

Spazz.

2009-03-13T17:01:57Z

OMFG.

I'm going to an interview at the local art supply store for a job.

Wish me luck. Uh, lots. of luck.

ADSFADFGDFG.

♥

Random

2009-03-11T18:10:10Z

Note to self: when playing trivial pursuit, the answer will probably be in English. So no matter how much you've watched Transylvania no Mori or Chou Wakusei Death Vulcan no Fuuin, "a creature that has no reflection, can't stand sunlight or garlic" will still be "vampire" and not "kyuuketsuki". Ergo, the answer you're shouting out will not be on the list.

That is all.

Wangstfest. Another Day, Another Drama

2009-03-09T01:45:39Z

I'm tired of it. And if you asked me what "it" was, I probably, honestly couldn't tell you aside from "everything". Because that's what it feels like. It seems like everything I do, I'm blocked by something, hindered by something, followed by something.

Maybe it's just me being a sheltered kid, and I know everyone thinks they have the worst of problems, but damn.

I think it's a pattern learned from my mother. Things go south, then you run to the next person. How often has she done that? And how often have I done that now? Mom left me in Sparta the end of my junior year of highschool. And since then, I've bounced from place to place, trying to find what's right for me, trying to do what I want to to get started on my life. I lived with Dad, finished highschool, spent that summer and fall with him. I went live with Mom after that with the idea that I could go to college and get started on my dreams of whatever. (It doesn't seem important right now.) Mom flipped over some guy that she was interested in that was interested in me (I've ranted about that too), and I went back to Dad, dropping out of college. I got a job, worked there for six months, had a boyfriend. The boyfriend got really (potentially physically) abusive all of a sudden, and I've run back to Mom's.

Now she's kicking out her boyfriend who's just dragging us down, and while I have no problem paying my half of the bills, being as I'm living here as an adult, I can't see anything happening but me getting a job at Pizza Hut (if I'm lucky) and struggling from one month to the next, for however long. I'm not going to be a wuss and say there's no way I can go to college and work at the same time, but I was wanting to go to University. It's not a healthy place for me here at Mom's. Nothing ever goes the way it's supposed to. We can either be good for each other, or insanely destructive towards each other. And with her with bipolar and me with similar 'symptoms' (maybe it's just learned behaviors), we do each other more harm than good when things aren't going so well. And there are times I think Mom thinks of no one but herself. She just asked me to overdraft my bank account because she had no Diet Coke or cigarettes. And how can I live with someone like that when I don't want to confront them about it because I know all that will happen is a blow up? I tell mom I want to go to college, and she tells me that I can't right now, I need to worry about getting on my feet first. Her boyfriend was supposed to help me get a job at Time Warner Cable, which is decently paying and has good benefits. I could save up with that. But working at some dead-end, minimum wage job? How long will that take, paying half the bills here every month?

Like I said, maybe I'm just acting like a sheltered kid, and maybe I am. But this sheltered kid doesn't know what to do right now.

Rant Of the Hardcore Variety

2009-02-28T17:36:31Z

Wow, it's been so long since I've updated! o_o; I could promise to write an entry explaining at length all the shit that's gone on since I posted last...but I know that won't happen. XD

So here's the , for those of you lucky enough to have not caught my aim rants.

❀ Went from unloader to cashier at wal-mart
❀ Boyfriend's psychotic ex-girlfriend began custody proceedings for their daughter, Hailey.

Within the span of two weeks:
❀ Rico finally wakes up and realizes boyfriend is abusive, attempts to leave boyfriend, and gets begged into taking him back.
❀ Rinse and repeat step above; boyfriend attempts to slice his wrists open with a knife in front of Rico. Commence freak out.
❀ Rico informs said abusive boyfriend that she's going to visit her mother for her birthday (Jan 25). Boyfriend flips his lid, punches the inside roof of his car with enough impact to leave visible knuckle dents on the outside, and knocks the rearview mirror off...because he couldn't spend her birthday the way he wanted.
❀ Rico, afraid of said abusive boyfriend enough to leave the county packs her stuff up, drives three hours to Raleigh and sets up home there with her mother (again), and her new live-in boyfriend.
❀ Because of moving, Rico quits Walmart. ♥ (no complaints there!)

❀ Rico's father has a second stent put in after doctor's find a 90% blockage in the heart.
❀ Rico's mother is warned she may have Addison's Disease. If she doesn't, then the psychiatrists have literally tried her on every anti-psychotic/anti-depressant on the market and don't know what else to give her.

So that's Rico Wangst in a Minute! Now back to your ~~regularly scheduled~~ blog.

Now for the reason I actually wanted to post today. XD

So! As I said, I'm living with mom again. We know how well that went last time. But I'd like to think both mom and I have grown up a bit.

Mom's boyfriend doesn't have a car. Strike that, he doesn't even have a license. So he was driving his scooter to work. Well, a few days before I moved in, the belt on the scooter broke. So mom was driving him to work. This was sucking about $15 a day in gas. So I started driving him, because it's only $5 a day in my car. His shift was 3pm-12am. That's great, fine. I can handle that, I usually don't go to bed until the ridiculous hours of the morning anyway. And hey, he's paying me for it! Awesome.

Then he switched shifts. He now works 7am-3:30pm. Die, schedule of doom. Augh. My sleep pattern is adjusted (and has been since...oh, highschool [two years ago]) so that I don't go to sleep until the time the dude normally wakes me up to leave now. So for the past two weeks, my sleep schedule has gone all to hell. I'll nap here and there for three or four days, then crash for 14-16 hours, and repeat. It sucks. Plus that's 2.5 hours every day that I could be doing something else. Not to mention I have to be careful where I schedule what.

Apparently this is all very convenient for my mother though. Because since I take the guy to work and bring him home, she knows precisely when he's not going to be there. In comes her 420-friendly/fuck buddy. Fine, whatever. You wanna cheat on your boyfriend because he's not interesting enough? Go ahead. But do not kick me out of the fucking house just so you two can sit there and smoke pot at 8:30 in the morning on a Saturday.

I get back this morning from taking her boyfriend to work, and sit down to hopefully a day of productivity until I have to go pick the guy up again. I get called to mom's room. Cue following conversation:

"Do you want to go to the coffee shop for a cup of coffee?"
"Uh, sure. But...you don't like coffee."
"Oh, I meant just you. See, (name of guy who's not her boyfriend) is coming over in a little while..."
"So you're kicking me out."
"Not at all!"
"Then I'll just stay in my room."
"Plllleeeaaassseee?"
"...Why do you want me to leave?"
"Because I know you don't approve."
"And kicking me out at eight-fucking-thirty in the morning will make any disapproval better how?"
"I don't know."

So the guy shows up before I get a warning, and I get herded out the damn door. I go to coffee shop; how cute, it's closed for another half hour. So I sit. And wait. And get a coffee and decide to take a little drive. She'll call me when he leaves, it's all good. She sounded like she wanted a couple of hours.

I get utterly lost, lol, and drive in circles around Raleigh for a couple of hours. Not Mom's fault. But I get a phonecall at 10:30. "Oh, he's been gone since like, 9:10." WHAT?!

So apparently, by the time I was walking out of the (censored)ing coffee shop, this (censored)er was leaving the house?! I drove around trying to give you some privacy...FOR NO (censored) REASON?

Augh. Just. Just AUGH. I hate people some days. *headdesk*

ricorori @ 2008-11-15T16:52:00

2008-11-15T21:53:41Z

Oh yes. I am starting NaNoWriMo. Halfway through the month. ♥ Long live idiocy~

ricorori @ 2008-11-04T18:34:00

2008-11-04T23:36:55Z

How do you decide who to go with when two halves of your life are going different directions?

My dad's moving to Florida in the spring. I don't make enough money to live on my own, but my boyfriend, as well as my friends, live here in North Carolina. How do I make a decision? They're both important.

ricorori @ 2008-07-13T01:26:00

2008-07-13T05:28:12Z

♥

ricorori @ 2008-07-12T01:45:00

2008-07-12T05:59:52Z

God. Today was the worst day I've had at my new job by FAR.

First, I arrived four minutes late. No, that's not a big deal in itself, but all the unloaders (my job) clock in and out together. Then, I get crushed in between a pallet stacked taller than me of heavy chemicals and the bin (which is solid steel). No, dear trainer, I didn't need that hip, and of course I could use the massive bruise I suffered because of said crushing. =D

Thank you, to the lady who-I-thought-was-my-teacher-but-actually-wasn't for being so pleasant about my stupidity. Thank you, to the creepy guy who couldn't speak English well enough so he had to get his buddy to translate for him that "wants to marry me" for only asking once and not pestering me further. Thank you to the hispanic gentlemen for only giving me weird "WTF" looks when I pointed you to the "shoe guards" instead of the "sugar", and not yelling at me. Thank you to the lady for only giving me weird "WTF" looks when I took you to the "corn chips" instead of the "coin slips" and also not yelling at me.

Then there was the lady who made me climb up on a ladder in a busy aisle to get a pinata so she could carry it around in her cart for ten minutes then leave the pinata on my pallet of water that I was stocking telling me to put it back.

To the manager that can't come tell 2nd shift unloaders personally that they need to stock 2 liters when they're done with break, and instead loudly announce over the intercom "Unloaders, your break is over. I need those 2 liters stocked now!" -- fuck you too, madam. Third shift has all night, we're not a 24-hour store. And it's their job anyway.

I have also, somehow, managed to injure myself no less than four times today. XD And my feet are killing me because the insoles I bought have too-high arches that push up against my feet. D=

Karma, I don't know what I did to piss you off, but I'm sorry! ;_; Maybe tomorrow will be better. (I think I'm crushing on one of my unloader co-workers, damn it. We sang "Dirty Little Secret" together last night, that was fun. XD)

However, I did get my laptop back today~ ♥ Life is better already.

Edit: And I just got a Salmon on AIM. *headdesk* I GIVE UP, I SWEAR! XD

...The Hell? ANOTHER Update From Rico?!

2008-07-09T00:09:05Z

So. Rico has submitted to Yu-Gi-Oh. Not the show, oh no. But the card game. My friend gave me a f*ckin' awesome deck that he built but doesn't use anymore. It's a Harpie Lady deck like Mai had, but altered and so much more bad-ass. One of my co-workers, Sparky, likes the card game too. We're considering getting together some time and playing.

My co-workers are so nice. I'm really grateful for that too. I do like my job. It's just that my feet are killing me after a few hours of running around on solid concrete, and then I'm useless by the end of the shift. I don't want to be useless to management ~~if for no other reason than they can fire me~~ and my peers. I like the respect I get for being an unloader and female by other members of staff, but I also wish people would realize that I am female, not disabled. Tony especially (my 'sponsor') is like, "Don't worry about it, we'll get the heavy stuff." Grr, Tony. Grr.

I saw Wall-E. It is win. Epic, epic win.

Anyway, Rico is off to art, because poetesslaureate is in ma mind, controllin' ma muses. ¬¬;

WTF Is Wrong With People These Days?

2008-07-07T18:12:42Z

So. Guess who got threatened with a gun last night?

Yep. Fun stuff, eh?

I was at my best friend's boyfriend's house, and his father suddenly and randomly starts telling him to "get his damn shit out now" and not to smart off or he was going to "pop a cap in his ass". And yes. He has a gun. He had the gun in his hand. And he told my friend and I if we smarted off he'd "fucking shoot us". Oh yes, and he was drunk. Not a good evening. (My friend and the boyfriend pressed charges)

I have work in a couple of hours too, and I'm already yawning. We didn't leave the police station till 11:30. I'm still trying to figure out a solution to the omgwtf foot pain I'm experiencing trouncing about on that unforgiving floor.

I suppose that's it from me today. Everyone at Econtra, T_T I miss you!

Wally World~

2008-07-05T16:36:37Z

So. 'Nother update from the Rico, wut. ♥ (Why do I update more when I don't have a computer?)

I had work again last night, first night on the floor. And today? I'm in pain. So much. XD It's okay, I'll get used to it. And the bonus? The guy that's training me said he lost 30 lbs. the first eight months of working. I'm like, hells yeah! It's a very physical job, that's for sure. But I think I kind of surprised the guy training me with how much I can lift. I'm sucking on working pallet jacks, omg. Tony ("the training guy") is super nice and kept telling me it was okay if I wasn't good at it yet.

Second shift manager disagreed. ¬¬; According to my co-workers (Chris, Skippy and Spanky-- and yes, that's what they like to be called ._.) she brings problems from home to work. Bad juju. Anyway, last night was considered a slow night. I hope tonight's not busy. Then again, it's Wal-mart. And Saturday. What amazed me is the sheer volume of stuff people buy from that store. And it's not a big store. Oh well.

I saw Kandise a couple of times yesterday. She looked like she was in about a good shape as I am today. XD She's a cashier though, so she just had to stand for 9 hours.

Ilu, all! ♥ I hope to get my laptop back soon (even though it's supposed to be months. T_T)

ricorori @ 2008-07-03T17:39:00

2008-07-03T21:44:32Z

So a quick update while Dad smokes a cigarette.

Laptop = It's dead, Jim.

I sent it to Texas for it to be fixed, geniuses said it could take two weeks to four months, leaning towards the four months.

I started my job today at Walmart. Eight hours of paper signing, watching safety videos and doing Computer-Based Learning Modules? God, I have a headache from hell. I met a nice girl name Kandise though, we had lunch together. ♥ Mn, I think that's it for now.

Baa~

2008-06-27T03:07:39Z

THE FST MEME

F*cking Internet.

2008-06-16T01:25:26Z

The salmon thing on AIM is starting to piss me off.

Anyone else been victim to it?

sigh

2008-05-24T04:49:05Z

Well I'm depressed now.

I graduated from High School one year ago from this Monday. The school had their graduation tonight.

Not only did I miss it, I have been reminded that I've spent one year doing approximately JACK. Not that I haven't tried, as my Dad pointed out. My mom went psycho on me and I had to drop out of school because she wouldn't let me in the house. Grrrrgh. Dad's still pissed about that. I'm not exactly happy myself.

I'm going to go apply for a job either tomorrow or monday at the local Wendy's (you want fries with that?) for a job since it's right up near the college. I'm going to try and get in for the summer semester, if not, then fall most definitely. I'm tired of sitting on my ass.

No other news, unfortunately. Sorry for the rant with no happy stuff. XD

EDIT: Look, y'all! Rico has her own dance! 8D XDD

Yay, Weaboo. XD

2008-05-13T01:20:34Z

I'm kinda giddy right now. And this will sound goofy to most of you (especially those of you that know Japanese XD; ). But today, I thought, "you know, I've never written my name in Japanese," so today, I wrote it out in hiragana. Yes, I know it's not the correct way to write a foreign name, but I. Don't. Care. XD I was like "Squee, I wrote my name!" *headdesk* I'm like a little kid.

Holy Sh--

2008-05-10T23:19:39Z

MY BRAIN. IT BREAKS.

SO HARD.

I just read Tsubasa Chapter 189. If you haven't read it yet, Oh. My. God. GO READ IT. NAOZ. (If you keep up with the series, of course. XDDD )

CLAMP is such win.

On an unrelated note, I'm flirting with a new art style.

Any comments are uber 'ppreciated. 8D