clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Headache (Kill Them ALL))
The CW crapped out for me 15 minutes into Show. So, while I wait for my torrent to finish, you get a meme that is considerably lamer coming from me than it would be from just about every other person on LJ.

Instructions:

1) Make an entry with the filled out form
2) Have your f-list describe in the comments how they pronounce your username, what they originally thought it said/meant


✩ CLEX_MONKIE89

kuh-lex mun-key ate-ee-nigh-n
(Pretty much like it looks)



The "Clex" actually came about right before I was big into Smallville fandom, and then got kept because it fit. Monkie is because I am often compared to one (I can pick up things with my toes and used to climb trees a lot). The 89 actually is from Smallville fandom—that's the year Clark crashed into Smallville in their canon.



"Clex" From Clark/Lex, which originally described me as what would happen if Clark and Lex ever had a kid, I think (this was, clearly, before we knew about Kon's Two Daddies). "Monkie" from "Monkey" which has many meanings including the primate, to play or trifle idly, to imitate, ape, mimic or mock, to cause to appear ridiculous, and an enduring and often vexing habit or urge.




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clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Headache (Kill Them ALL))
The CW crapped out for me 15 minutes into Show. So, while I wait for my torrent to finish, you get a meme that is considerably lamer coming from me than it would be from just about every other person on LJ.

Instructions:

1) Make an entry with the filled out form
2) Have your f-list describe in the comments how they pronounce your username, what they originally thought it said/meant


✩ CLEX_MONKIE89

kuh-lex mun-key ate-ee-nigh-n
(Pretty much like it looks)



The "Clex" actually came about right before I was big into Smallville fandom, and then got kept because it fit. Monkie is because I am often compared to one (I can pick up things with my toes and used to climb trees a lot). The 89 actually is from Smallville fandom—that's the year Clark crashed into Smallville in their canon.



"Clex" From Clark/Lex, which originally described me as what would happen if Clark and Lex ever had a kid, I think (this was, clearly, before we knew about Kon's Two Daddies). "Monkie" from "Monkey" which has many meanings including the primate, to play or trifle idly, to imitate, ape, mimic or mock, to cause to appear ridiculous, and an enduring and often vexing habit or urge.




Original Post: @ [livejournal.com profile] memeseveriwhere
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Headache (Kill Them ALL))
And now apparently Hertz just took every one of the $209 out of our account for NO REASON because they said Geico required them to run a credit check for the rental car, and Ma is on the phone with the Geico now and they're saying that is COMPLETELY untrue.

And Hertz closed a half an hour ago.

And we now literally have less than twenty bucks to our names.

AND. I have no gas to get to work tomorrow.

Was I GACY in a past life or something?
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Headache (Kill Them ALL))
And now apparently Hertz just took every one of the $209 out of our account for NO REASON because they said Geico required them to run a credit check for the rental car, and Ma is on the phone with the Geico now and they're saying that is COMPLETELY untrue.

And Hertz closed a half an hour ago.

And we now literally have less than twenty bucks to our names.

AND. I have no gas to get to work tomorrow.

Was I GACY in a past life or something?
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Default)
And now apparently Hertz just took every one of the $209 out of our account for NO REASON because they said Geico required them to run a credit check for the rental car, and Ma is on the phone with the Geico now and they're saying that is COMPLETELY untrue.

And Hertz closed a half an hour ago.

And we now literally have less than twenty bucks to our names.

AND. I have no gas to get to work tomorrow.

Was I GACY in a past life or something?
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Oh no - Sam)
CJ got pulled over in my car on the way to the car rental place because he turned into the second lane instead of the nearest one.

Thankfully, the cop decided CJ had had a rough enough day and let him go with a verbal warning.

CJ's okay, BTW. Just a small bump and a headache. Apparently he was trying to turn left out of the suicide lane when someone else was trying to go straight and the chick t-boned him at 50 miles an hour.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Oh no - Sam)
CJ got pulled over in my car on the way to the car rental place because he turned into the second lane instead of the nearest one.

Thankfully, the cop decided CJ had had a rough enough day and let him go with a verbal warning.

CJ's okay, BTW. Just a small bump and a headache. Apparently he was trying to turn left out of the suicide lane when someone else was trying to go straight and the chick t-boned him at 50 miles an hour.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Default)
CJ got pulled over in my car on the way to the car rental place because he turned into the second lane instead of the nearest one.

Thankfully, the cop decided CJ had had a rough enough day and let him go with a verbal warning.

CJ's okay, BTW. Just a small bump and a headache. Apparently he was trying to turn left out of the suicide lane when someone else was trying to go straight and the chick t-boned him at 50 miles an hour.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Default)
Rundown in bullet form. Here's how today went, in order:


  • Woke up today after about three hours of sleep.

  • Found out phone was turned off.

  • Got another ounce of fluid pulled from my knee.

  • Found out I never grew out of my arthritis (which happens about half the time with JRA.

  • Got disconnects for the cable; internet; Ma's phone; and Yussie's phone.

  • Realized their is not enough money to turn my phone back on yet, but also not enough to pay the contract break fee and get a prepaid.

  • Discovered that, with the way my checks are now, after my car payment, car insurance, gas, food at work, phone, and doctor's copays, I only bring in $440 a month on average.

  • Got a call from B at the prison today, and realized we don't have enough money on the account for the fucking thing to let the call go through.

  • CJ got into a car accident on the way home because he went to check his work P.O. box to see if I had mail I was expecting there (where they sent him back to the post office itself because his work and their mail is being stupid to the extreme and the mail place they used to use and the one they're using now are fighting or something).


Ma's car is apparently wrecked. CJ called from the accident and Ma said he doesn't sound good; she's on the way to get him now, in my car. Not sure exactly how the accident happened yet—he says it's his fault but we don't know if it's his fault because he blames himself for pretty much everything bad that happens or because he tried to make a turn in one of the suicide lanes*.

The only good thing about this is that Ma has insurance. Ma said that CJ said that the car was completely wrecked, so it might not be a matter of repairing it so much as replacing it, but we think the insurance covers a rental car in the meantime.

This is just... When it rains it really fucking pours, doesn't it?

*A suicide lane is a lane that is no-through with turning in both directions part of the time, one-way through part of the time with no turning, and one-way through the other way with no turning another part of the time.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Oh no - Sam)
Rundown in bullet form. Here's how today went, in order:


  • Woke up today after about three hours of sleep.

  • Found out phone was turned off.

  • Got another ounce of fluid pulled from my knee.

  • Found out I never grew out of my arthritis (which happens about half the time with JRA.

  • Got disconnects for the cable; internet; Ma's phone; and Yussie's phone.

  • Realized their is not enough money to turn my phone back on yet, but also not enough to pay the contract break fee and get a prepaid.

  • Discovered that, with the way my checks are now, after my car payment, car insurance, gas, food at work, phone, and doctor's copays, I only bring in $440 a month on average.

  • Got a call from B at the prison today, and realized we don't have enough money on the account for the fucking thing to let the call go through.

  • CJ got into a car accident on the way home because he went to check his work P.O. box to see if I had mail I was expecting there (where they sent him back to the post office itself because his work and their mail is being stupid to the extreme and the mail place they used to use and the one they're using now are fighting or something).


Ma's car is apparently wrecked. CJ called from the accident and Ma said he doesn't sound good; she's on the way to get him now, in my car. Not sure exactly how the accident happened yet—he says it's his fault but we don't know if it's his fault because he blames himself for pretty much everything bad that happens or because he tried to make a turn in one of the suicide lanes*.

The only good thing about this is that Ma has insurance. Ma said that CJ said that the car was completely wrecked, so it might not be a matter of repairing it so much as replacing it, but we think the insurance covers a rental car in the meantime.

This is just... When it rains it really fucking pours, doesn't it?

*A suicide lane is a lane that is no-through with turning in both directions part of the time, one-way through part of the time with no turning, and one-way through the other way with no turning another part of the time.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Oh no - Sam)
Rundown in bullet form. Here's how today went, in order:


  • Woke up today after about three hours of sleep.

  • Found out phone was turned off.

  • Got another ounce of fluid pulled from my knee.

  • Found out I never grew out of my arthritis (which happens about half the time with JRA.

  • Got disconnects for the cable; internet; Ma's phone; and Yussie's phone.

  • Realized their is not enough money to turn my phone back on yet, but also not enough to pay the contract break fee and get a prepaid.

  • Discovered that, with the way my checks are now, after my car payment, car insurance, gas, food at work, phone, and doctor's copays, I only bring in $440 a month on average.

  • Got a call from B at the prison today, and realized we don't have enough money on the account for the fucking thing to let the call go through.

  • CJ got into a car accident on the way home because he went to check his work P.O. box to see if I had mail I was expecting there (where they sent him back to the post office itself because his work and their mail is being stupid to the extreme and the mail place they used to use and the one they're using now are fighting or something).


Ma's car is apparently wrecked. CJ called from the accident and Ma said he doesn't sound good; she's on the way to get him now, in my car. Not sure exactly how the accident happened yet—he says it's his fault but we don't know if it's his fault because he blames himself for pretty much everything bad that happens or because he tried to make a turn in one of the suicide lanes*.

The only good thing about this is that Ma has insurance. Ma said that CJ said that the car was completely wrecked, so it might not be a matter of repairing it so much as replacing it, but we think the insurance covers a rental car in the meantime.

This is just... When it rains it really fucking pours, doesn't it?

*A suicide lane is a lane that is no-through with turning in both directions part of the time, one-way through part of the time with no turning, and one-way through the other way with no turning another part of the time.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Headache (Kill Them ALL))
First, I go there and they make me pay $20 bucks and put a Post-It on it that says not to cash until the first, because they refuse to take a post-dated check. (Which would not be bad if anything useful had really come from it.)

He then filled out a paper for my handicap plate WRONG—marking temporary placard instead of permanent plate—and I had to explain to him the difference. THEN, instead of listening to me when I said that he did this LAST TIME and that's why they wouldn't take it before, he scribbles it out, writes "ERROR" by the temp check/scribble, and sends me to his nurses.

Ma basically has to yell at his referring nurse because she wanted to MAIL ME the MRI referral for the MRI I needed done today since I can no longer bend or straighten my leg.

Next we head to the DMV and SHOCK OF SHOCKS, they won't take the fucking paper because for all they knew I scribbled out the temp and changed it to a plate.

They try to call the doctor, but he leaves at NOON on Wednesdays, and it's 1pm.

I spend the next two and a half hours calling and making the answering service call. Eventually, the referral nurse calls me back, gives me the office manager's direct number and says to have the DMV call that and she'll walk to Corbett's office next to hers and get him.

Mom, luckily, is smart and said not to go to the DMV until I can get a hold of the office manager.

Which never happens, because the one time she picked up while it was going to her machine, she hung up and let it go to the fucking machine.

Then I got to drive in the wrong direction and swing around and go FOUR CITIES AWAY to my MRI—which I will learn nothing from today because it was scheduled so late that the person who reads them had long gone home for the day.

Also, Yussie erased all my songs off my iPod, so that made the MRI EXTRA fun.

My knee STILL HURTS, and the doc gave me fucking VICODIN because he is RETARDED and cannot apparently write anything down the ten billion times I tell him about my family's drug history.

So. I woke up at 10am, have been on the move ever since, and have accomplished NOTHING USEFUL but the MRI.

P.S. I also worked Open/Close Monday and Tuesday.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (Headache (Kill Them ALL))
First, I go there and they make me pay $20 bucks and put a Post-It on it that says not to cash until the first, because they refuse to take a post-dated check. (Which would not be bad if anything useful had really come from it.)

He then filled out a paper for my handicap plate WRONG—marking temporary placard instead of permanent plate—and I had to explain to him the difference. THEN, instead of listening to me when I said that he did this LAST TIME and that's why they wouldn't take it before, he scribbles it out, writes "ERROR" by the temp check/scribble, and sends me to his nurses.

Ma basically has to yell at his referring nurse because she wanted to MAIL ME the MRI referral for the MRI I needed done today since I can no longer bend or straighten my leg.

Next we head to the DMV and SHOCK OF SHOCKS, they won't take the fucking paper because for all they knew I scribbled out the temp and changed it to a plate.

They try to call the doctor, but he leaves at NOON on Wednesdays, and it's 1pm.

I spend the next two and a half hours calling and making the answering service call. Eventually, the referral nurse calls me back, gives me the office manager's direct number and says to have the DMV call that and she'll walk to Corbett's office next to hers and get him.

Mom, luckily, is smart and said not to go to the DMV until I can get a hold of the office manager.

Which never happens, because the one time she picked up while it was going to her machine, she hung up and let it go to the fucking machine.

Then I got to drive in the wrong direction and swing around and go FOUR CITIES AWAY to my MRI—which I will learn nothing from today because it was scheduled so late that the person who reads them had long gone home for the day.

Also, Yussie erased all my songs off my iPod, so that made the MRI EXTRA fun.

My knee STILL HURTS, and the doc gave me fucking VICODIN because he is RETARDED and cannot apparently write anything down the ten billion times I tell him about my family's drug history.

So. I woke up at 10am, have been on the move ever since, and have accomplished NOTHING USEFUL but the MRI.

P.S. I also worked Open/Close Monday and Tuesday.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (SPN - Headache)
I POST THIS UPCOMING MONDAY FOR SURE.

I THINK THIS FIC IS FUCKING CURSED.

I WOULD TAKE ALL THIS FUCKING TROUBLE AS A SIGN IF NOT FOR THE FIC PRETTY MUCH BEING ABOUT HOW DESTINY IS A BIG FAKER.

MURPHY'S FUCKING LAW, MAN.

In related news I am, yet again, about to hit 24 hours with no sleep. Up at 11 am yesterday and my brain decided not to get tired at all last night. I am getting fucking SLEEPING PILLS on the way home, man. And curling up and crying. That too.

No sleep apparently makes me cry a lot, I found that out on Sunday/Monday/Tuesday when I went about 35 hours between sleep.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (SPN - Headache)
I POST THIS UPCOMING MONDAY FOR SURE.

I THINK THIS FIC IS FUCKING CURSED.

I WOULD TAKE ALL THIS FUCKING TROUBLE AS A SIGN IF NOT FOR THE FIC PRETTY MUCH BEING ABOUT HOW DESTINY IS A BIG FAKER.

MURPHY'S FUCKING LAW, MAN.

In related news I am, yet again, about to hit 24 hours with no sleep. Up at 11 am yesterday and my brain decided not to get tired at all last night. I am getting fucking SLEEPING PILLS on the way home, man. And curling up and crying. That too.

No sleep apparently makes me cry a lot, I found that out on Sunday/Monday/Tuesday when I went about 35 hours between sleep.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (SPN - Ride On - Metallicar)
SO. This morning, while getting gas, I backed into a pole while trying to avoid hitting the gas pump.

Then on the way home I got flashed by the speeding cam because I apparently cannot tell a 6 from a 5.

Then, immediately upon getting off the highway I get forced INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC because I'm in the left lane that the oil tanker next to me decided to merge into suddenly WHILE I'M NEXT TO HIM. And I mean NEXT TO because I was RIGHT in the middle to the point where all I could do was swerve into oncoming traffic and speed ahead of the stupid fucking tanker.

I hate cars.

I hate driving.

I QUIT. MOM CAN PICK YUSSIE UP FROM WORK TODAY, I'M PRETTY SURE IF I DO I'LL GET HIT BY A FUCKING TRAIN OE SOMETHING.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (SPN - Ride On - Metallicar)
SO. This morning, while getting gas, I backed into a pole while trying to avoid hitting the gas pump.

Then on the way home I got flashed by the speeding cam because I apparently cannot tell a 6 from a 5.

Then, immediately upon getting off the highway I get forced INTO ONCOMING TRAFFIC because I'm in the left lane that the oil tanker next to me decided to merge into suddenly WHILE I'M NEXT TO HIM. And I mean NEXT TO because I was RIGHT in the middle to the point where all I could do was swerve into oncoming traffic and speed ahead of the stupid fucking tanker.

I hate cars.

I hate driving.

I QUIT. MOM CAN PICK YUSSIE UP FROM WORK TODAY, I'M PRETTY SURE IF I DO I'LL GET HIT BY A FUCKING TRAIN OE SOMETHING.
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (SPN - Sammy Likes RAAAAAAAINBOWS - Sam)
[Poll #1566021]

Why don't I have an icon of someone headdesking repeatedly?
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (SPN - Sammy Likes RAAAAAAAINBOWS - Sam)
[Poll #1566021]

Why don't I have an icon of someone headdesking repeatedly?

Oh come ON

Dec. 28th, 2009 10:14 am
clex_monkie89: Close-cropped picture of Sam and Dean Winchester sitting far closer than normal people. (CWRPS - Pouty!Jensen is Pouting - Jensen)
I was JUST SICK. I'm not supposed to be sick again!

This is supposed to work like a chain letter, pass this cold/fly/plague upon everything to X people and you will be cured.

I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO RECATCH THE SICKNESS FROM ONE OF THE PEOPLE I PASSED IT TO. DO NOT FUCKING WANT.

God, now I'm gonna have to check how many occurances I have so I know if I can even AFFORD to be sick any time soon.

Also, WTF moodtheme? How is this anything like any kind of sick?

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