I might be getting my check soon.

I say I might because it turns out that I might only get the six hundred dollar check that I was suppose to get in what like may. All I'm saying is I want my six hundred dollars. Everyone else got there's like four years ago. Its just annoying annoying annoying.. It turns out though I won't get the check if someone tried to cash the old one. Then there will be more drama. Ohhh more IRS drama, I really think there is nothing better. I almost hope someone tried to cash it just so I can wait on hold again and listen to the Cinderella music over and over and over and over again.. Playing the same damn song, for a half a hour before someone answers the phone. It really has been great. I assure you, you should try it too. Well here's for wishful thinking if all goes well December 19th should be my new check day.

Proposition 8

I just don't understand. There are so many issues that I have with the banning of gay marriage that its almost hard to know where to start. Ultimately what I don't understand is why anyone thinks they have the right to tell me or anyone else what to do with or how to live their life. Now I'm not gay, but I really don't think that matters. I mean its not like we are talking about breaking the law and shit. Who I marry does not affect anyone but me, and my family, but maybe not even them really. I understand that people have beliefs etc. but its not like anyone is telling they can't marry someone of the opposite sex. I just don't get what the problem is. What they hell are people so damn afraid of. I just want someone to give me one logical reason to ban it that is not religious. I say non religious because we are suppose to have a separation between church and state here.
I really can not think of one good reason that this should even be that big of a deal. I understand that most people who are against it are against it for religious reasons, and its good that people have beliefs and all, but who are you to tell me what I should believe. You don't tell others who beliefs are different that they can't marry. Its really just infuriating to me. Please someone just tell me who it hurts.
If someone lives in this country, pays taxes etc why should it matter who they choose to be with. Why does it matter if you disagree with someones life style? Do you think gay marriage is going to rub off on you, or anyone else. It really doesn't matter whether you think gay people should or should not marry. I mean should we really just start taking away peoples rights because we disagree with them. I mean shit you try to take some guns off the street, and half the country is all up in arms, and rightfully so. If your a good law abiding citizen it doesn't hurt me if you have a gun. Though your gun has far more potential to affect my life, then the potential that who I marry will affect your life. ugh On this subject I just feel like Americans need to get their heads out of their asses and think about what things like this actually mean. Maybe think about how you would like it if you weren't allowed certain rights because of who you are. Seriously its not like we haven't been down a similar road before. Why do we keep having to believe that different types of people are lesser types of people.

Election 08

Here's the thing I do not get. The election is over and the way people are reacting to it makes not sense to me. I me not the great joy that of those who feel like their side won, but the ridiculous beliefs of those who's side didn't. I mean I understand being upset, but some people are literally acting like Obama is the anti-Christ come to reek havoc on all those in America. This makes me wonder where people get their information from, and how different their America seems to be from the won I live in. Where this imagine principle of everything they ever worked for in life being destroyed.
Now being honest I have been none to happy with the current President for the last eight years. I think him, and his administration have made many many mistakes. I do not think that he has ruined us as a country. However I don't think that one man can ruin a whole country. I mean the president can not take anything of value away from an individual. It seems to me that people are making the power of one man being President into a dictatorship. In fact I've heard people say those words with regard to Obama. I no longer believe so strongly in red states and blue states. But is it worse almost than that in that we have red people and blue people, who are so far to one side that they can't see how much each side has in common. I am confused and sadden by the reactions of even those close to me. I ask you was I not the same person I was before election day? Am I not the same person you loved and respected then?
Now don't get me wrong I'm having a lot of trouble with the "yes we did" faction of this whole game too. As the "yes we can" statement is a statement of the change we as Americans have the power to make. All we did was elect a President for the new year, there has been no change yet. The man himself is saying that we have a long road ahead of us. Essentially we have changed nothing yet. What I have to say to those who think we have, is do not be so lazy as to think that the only part you play in change is the election of a new president. Because Obama's speech on election night sounded to me like it ran clear with the idea of one former president. Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country. Now if people manage to get off the couch and start being the change they believe in then you can say "yes we did"

might never take a cab again

So I got out of work late, and with the new bus tracking system learned that the bus was still going to be 20 min. SO I decided to take a cab. A girl I work with was going to share it with me no big deal. i told the cab driver all I had was a credit card and we were going to make two stops. so far so good. When the girl gets out to lives about four blocks south of me, she gives him a ten. Which he takes then he stops and tell me if I'm going to pay the rest by credit card he's going to have to start over. I'm like hell no your not. you can give me her ten back and i can put the whole thing on my credit card of you can but the ten dollars or whatever the difference is on my credit card. Finally after adding like a dollar worth of wait time he is like fine. Which is fine with me cause now the fucker is getting no tip because I just have rules about these types of things.
Anyways we get to my destination and i was like dude just stop at the corner cause he was already retarded from the start and not listening. kept turning when we told him not to or to go the other way.
The difference is not 7.75 so i'm like thats what you can put on my card. And he keeps trying to put ten dollars on my card. I'm like no. He tries to tell me that the credit card companies charge them. Oh boo fucking hoo. I'm like dude you can't charge me extra because its not fucking legal. Then he gives me the card back and says fine give me 7.75. I'm like here i told you i only had seven dollars. I dig for change and am like here's 7.20. And go to get out and the fucker locks the door. I'm kind of freaking out at this point, so i'm trying to unlock the door and i roll down the window instead. All this time I assure you i'm screaming at him, so he unlocks the door because well i'm screaming at him. And I open the door throw the money at him, and get out. then the man tries to grab me. Bad plan dude bad plan. I was still yelling and I pulled my arm away quickly. Then the dude tries to act like he's getting out of the car, but doesn't. He does however follow me to my building. I'm still screaming at him I'm a little fucking scared at this point, but at least there are a few people and cars out. Dude follows me in his car till I get to my building. Where i made sure the door was shut and ran upstairs. Could still be sitting there waiting for his 55 cents. Crazy ass mother fucker. Too bad I wouldn't tip someone I knew overcharged me in the first place. He didn't think I notice the Extras go from 2 to 2.50 when the other girl got out of the car. I'm not a fucking moron. Ugh should have just waited for the bus because no i'm going to be up half the night away.

A very long day part two

For the record the day wasn't long because we went to the bar before noon. when I got to Betsy's apartment we both concluded that we weren't really ready to give up. See when it takes you 2 to 3 years to accomplish something its hard to give up on it with just a few set backs like not having a SS card or birth certificate. So we decide to rent a zip car and drive to the SS administration, and the DMV. However the catch is that I don't have any money and for some reason betsy's credit card won't work to rent the car. Nothing is easy. Finally we just rent the car with my account, and get moving. We take the bus to my apartmen to pick up the car up here so that we can drop it back off and just dip to the bar (which is really call The bar) when we are finished.
We get the car and drive up to the SS administration with the very slim hope that Bets can get her card same day. I mean it takes awhile but you can get your passport same day, and that seems more difficult. Well we get there and it doesn't take very long, but while we are there Betsy looks for something in her purse and notices she doesn't have her wallet. Well we get back to the car and search her purse etc. and still can't find it. So we go back to my apartment even though the DMV is in the other direction. Oh and by the way it takes like two weeks for them to mail the stupid SS card.
We go back to my apartment and bets run up too look for her wallet while I look in the car. Niether one of us can find it, so she thinks maybe she left it on the bus. Calls the CTA, and then abruptly hangs up because she remembers that she had it when we walked to get the car, because she showed me her MN DL. So we go back to the car to retrace our steps, and I look in the backseat and say Its in the fucking backseat. Just chilling on the floor. How the hell i missed it i don't know. Crazyness. One more stop though we still have to go to the DMV. UGH its getting later now around 3:30 ish. And we are getting crabby. We drive out to the DMV, but traffic is kind of bad, so we have to take the senic route. But we get there, and of course they won't let Betsy get her drivers license but they will let me. Which is fine whatever at this point. though for some reason she can get a state ID but if you want a Drivers License you have to have 8 billion forms of id.
Anyways I take the stupid written test for the third time in my life, and this time I actually can't remember what all the signs mean. Turns out if you don't actually drive that often its hard to remember what the hell anything means. I didn't miss any questions though woohoo. For the record I've only take the test so many times becaus they make you take it everytime you get a IL license moving back from another state. I never failed the test.
Then we get to the picture. The irony here is that after 8 billion forms of id the state of IL doesn't seem to care if your eyes are open when they take your picture, which of coures mine are not in my id but there is no option to take another. Great I fucking love this place.
Ugh We need to eat and drink lots, so that is what we do. Only wierd this at the bar is the man who had his Macaw there. Which is wierd who brings a rare ass parrot to the fucking bar.

Taxi

Ok so Saturday I had to work at 7am. This is kind of annoying because i really only have one chance to get on the bus. And the first bus leaves where ever it starts at 6:05. This means I have to get up earlier and leave earlier than I normally would. Now I'm not very good at this as you might know, but this past Saturday I did get up in time and I left my apartment at 6:05. keep in mind I'd been bus tracking all morning and no bus was there to be tracked but this doesn't always mean anything so I just left early enough to be sure to make the bus. Now I can see the bus stop from my building so I really can tell if any buses have gone by while i'm walking to the stop which takes about three mintues if that. No bus still trying to track no bus to track. I'm waiting and waiting, at 6:30 I'm like shit even if the next bus manages to leave on time I still won't make it to work on time, which I kind of have to do because no one else can get in without me.
So even though I ahve no cash I have to grab a taxi. Normally this is very easy. I'm good about telling them that all I have is a credit card. The first guy says his machine is not working, and i'm like fine whatever even though I'm more than aware of the fact that they are not suppose to say no. The second guy was even crazier. I tell him, and he wants to know where i'm going before he'll say yes. Ok I think he just wants to make sure its not just down the street. Then i get in and he's like wait your not mexican are you. I'm super taken aback by this. I'm kind of offend not because he thinks i'm Mexican but because he thinks if i was that I wouldn't pay. Seriously Its 6:30 am I'm dressed for work, and this guy asking me if i'm Mexican is not even Amercian. I understand that cab drivers get screwed a lot, but I was standing on marine drive in a very nice neighborhood dressed to clearly go to work. I feel like that should be enough. Besides the fact that he aksed he made me show him my credit card as if to prove that I'm not Mexican. WTF i should have just gotten out of the cab because the guy was a dill hole, but the whole thing was just so shocking.
The best part to me is that I'm the whitest fucking white girl in the world, by appearance. I mean seriously I can't even pass for the half Italian that I actually am, and this dude thinks I'm Mexican. My skin is so white that it glows in the light. Seriously this dude just irratated the crap out of me.
Sorry I haven't finished part two of my last story. I will do that soon.

a very long day

The day started with a mission: betsy and I were going to get up early and go get our drivers license a simple task which should have required nothing more than over coming the lazyness that has prevented such an event for the last two and a half years. granted neither of us actually drive very often anymore so its not THAT bad, but you get the point. The only real reason we were doing it was so that we could vote in november since we only have till october 6th to register to vote. Now we could have just registered to vote without out getting a new drivers license but betsy thought this way would be easier. yeah for the record it wasn't.
To start with we didn't really get up early, abduction then I thought she wanted me to meet her at the DMV but I guess I was suppose to meet her at her apartment. no big deal I was only a few blocks away so I told her to just walk down and meet me. No big deal then she texts me to go myself because she couldn't find her social security card. ugh so I go myself wait in line well still texting Tring to be helpful in the search for the missing card. I get up to the front of the line and the guys like ok you need your SS card old drivers license proof of address, and your birth certificate. FUCK FUCK FUCK. I totally forgot about my birth certificate, and why the hell do you need to have 85 forms of id just to get my IL drivers license back. I know I've had an MN DL for like 8 years now but seriously it shouldn't be tis much work.
so I text betsy and tell her and she's like so you mean neither of us is getting our DL today. and I said I guess not and we were both annoyed. then she texts fuck it im not going to my class lets just go to the bar im pissed. I do love betsy so im like ok ill be over in five. Then I looked at my watch and laughed cause it wasn't Even noon yet. to be continued !!!!!

Please explain

Can someone explain to me why I (as a taxpayer) am going to be forced to pay for someone else's bad mortgage decisions? Seriously this whole thing is really starting to piss me off. Our government just keeps bailing out and bailing out all the people making bad decisions. I'm sorry but if your a bank or investment firm or whatever making huge risk choices giving tons of people money that can't pay it back, then you kind of deserve what you get. How's is bailing everyone out going to stop this kind of thing from happening again? Clearly it won't it will just incourage such behavior. This shit really makes no sense to me.

Creative Wish I didn't have to be.

This in fact is a picture of a system I was forced to devise due to the fact that my window leaks, and it was pouring. Mind you when I came home from work today i was slightly less than happy that my couch was all wet and my floor, and my books, and and and. UGH I did have a bad feeling due to the fact that I was wet even with my rain boots and umbrella. Having walked only two blocks from the bus. The point is that I freaking told them last month when we had a big storm that the window frame leaks. Not the actual window. The windows are not old at all so I'm sure they can be fixed with relatively little pain incurred to all. I guess my annoyance really started after I put some make shift buckets (i.e. a flower pot, two glasses, and a cake pan), by the window and the water was splashing on my on the couch. I tired to ignore it which as you might have figured only lasted about half a second. Then of course there is the issue of the dripping noise which was making me insane.
What I did thought is concoct a sort of funnel or ramp if you will to let the water run outside instead of inside. I guess its good that I hate taking out the trash otherwise the cardboard box and plastic that were sitting on my floor would have been gone, and it would have still be raining in my window.

I did it

I did make the laundry detergent about a week ago, and would like to let you know that it was a complete success. In fact it is way better than I thought it would be. It is not only cheaper than your run of the mill laundry detergent but it works better, and makes your clothes super soft 9even jeans) when you don't dry them. Not to mention you use so much less only 1 -2 tablespoons as opposed to the big scoop you'd normally use. Yes its dry detergent because the receipt for the liquid kind seemed like too much work, and for what as it turns out this on works great. It even is really good at getting out stains. And yes T its is good for the environment which is half the reason It tried it, as normal laundry detergent is not that great. Its even super east to make and only took about ten minutes. See I've decided to work mostly with green things that end up being cheaper that the less environmentally friendly things. It turns out that cleaning products are one of the best way to do such things. As it seems there is little that vinegar or baking soda can not clean. It kind of makes ya wonder why people when away from using all natural stuff in the first place.

in protest

the state of illinois has lost its mind I assure you. though im equally convinced that no one in the state government had one to start with. their new proposed law is to ban text messaging while walking. that's right folks while fucking walking. now texting whive walking can cost you 25 dollar ticket. why you ask because stupid people die while walking into cars while texting. seriously a little darwin survival of the fittest might be in order because if you can't text and watch where your walking and manage to get yourself hit by a car there really wasn't much hope for you in the first place. I am as you will note typing this on my phone while walking. haha sseriously the government of the state of illinois is a fucking joke.

who thinks I can do it.

Here's the thing. Lately I've been trying to live a greener lifestyle. The problem is this can be rather expensive if one sticks to the normal green route. See I already don't drive, so I can't give that up again. I try not to use plastic bags in the grocery store etc etc etc. I even bought recycled toilet paper, napkins (just for B), and paper towels (which I actually thought was toilet paper when I purchased them. Now I'm going to try and make my own laundry detergent. I went to the store today and bought the stuff. If it works out it will be way cheaper than the shit you buy in the store. I'm actually quite excited. We shall see how it all works out. Feel free to place your bets.

Very Anticlimatic

For the past two years I have big bothered by the fact that there are weird dome structures in the middle of lake Michigan. Here's the thing. No one in the city (at least that I asked) seem to have any clue what they were. I will admit no one really seem to care either, but for some reason I was fixated on needed to know what they were. Until today not fixated enough to figure out what they were. What they are however is a water crib, i.e. how we get our drinking water in the city. As you can tell this is very anticlimactic. That is way more boring than anything I would have thought up in my head. Ugh I guess I'll have to find something else to be fixated on.

A feel good day.

Do you ever do something that just makes you feel good all day no matter how shitty the rest of your day may be, or has been. That's the kind of day I had Tuesday. I was waiting for the train, because I had an appointment before work, and this women was trying to ask the train conductor for directions. Pretty boring you think, right. Well maybe except that this women was deft, and she couldn't understand anything the CTA people were trying to tell her. Though this is not her fault they were kind of stupid. The women was older, and could not read lips. Let me tell you that when you can't read lips its doesn't help for people to try and speak slower and exaggerate the words because then even someone who could read lips would have no idea what the hell you were saying. Anyways I assumed that they were trying to tell her to get on the redline. A man was trying to help out a bit but the CTA woman kept kind of shooing him away.
The deaf women looked even more confused when she got on the train. So without the shooing of the CTA lady I asked the women if she needed help. It was a little rough going at first because I haven't really signed since I finished school, and that was like five years ago, but surprisingly I was able to understand enough of what she was saying, to help her feel more comfortable get to where she was going. Then we had a pretty detailed conversation the rest of my way to work. I wished I wasn't running late otherwise I would have helped her find the bus she needed to get on, but that was five stops on the train past where I was going so it would have been like an extra half an hour.
The women was so nice and friendly. I've never really had a whole conversation with someone who was deaf. Well not only when I had to pass my ASL proficiancy test, so it would count for my forgien langauge requirement. I learn her name, that she was 77 years old and had a daughter that was 48. That she said I was pretty and asked why i didnt' wear making up. i.e. blush or lipstick, which I explained I hated. She asked about my family, who I was voting for. Explained that she thought McCain was too old to be President. Told me I should visit my family more. I was kind of sad to have to go to work and leave the women. Not because I didn't think she could make it, but because it was such a nice conversation.

I love my new apartment but hate the post office.

I really love just about everything about my new apartment. It has it's quirks as everything does but all it all I make things work. However I'm about to start a fight with the fucking post office. Seriously I don't get any mail here at all. Well that is not entirely true. I usually get the second bill informing me that the first bill (which I have yet to receive) has not been paid. I'm still waiting for my prescriptions to be mailed to me since oh you know sometime around june first. I do love not have my birth control a lot. I did call multiple times and last wed they assured me they were going to over night them too me. Well its been a week and I still haven't received anything.
Which actually leads me to my real point which is that I'm not entirely stupid, and this time I kind of had to make that point to the lady on the phone. See here's the thing they all are really nice at the online prescription place. And all goes well with the conversation, until the very end where they feel the need to ask if I want to talk to a pharmacist about what happens if you miss taking a drug. Uhmmmm lets see I wonder what will happen if I stop talking my birth control. Nope no I really can't figure that one out by myself please let me speak to the pharmacist. Come on now. They are birth control pills. Does one not no that failure to take said pills may result in not control the birth of a child. This world is really very sad.
On the plus side the taste of Chicago is over, so now my life is no longer a constant reminder of how sad the world really is.

This city has gone crazy.

I will tell you many reason why I haven't been to the taste of Chicago in like ten years. The main reason however is because all the crazies it seems to bring out. Normally these people stay where they belong on their side of town, or the street, block or suburb. Where ever it is they came from, but during the Taste of Chicago they call come out. The bestest part is that its starts at the end of June, so its hot. Naturally this means the sun has fried peoples brains into oblivion, as this is the only reason i can think of, giving people the benefit of the doubt (which they clearly don't deserve), as to why people would leave the house dressed the way they do. I'm not even talking about the parents who let their teenage daughters out of the house in shorts so short that their shirts are longer than their shorts.
Some of the people I work with are bad enough. I want to say, you might want to put your boobs away, this is a job you know, but then I probably wouldn't have one anymore. Some of the shit is ridiculous though, that paper thin material low cut in the front and cut funny in the back. Bra's all hanging out everywhere. My new favorite was the person that came into the store with and I'm not kiding a third of her ass hanging out the back of her shorts. So as a group of us is talking in shock about the said female, she turns around, and I think holy shit she's pregnant(you can tell because she was like 8 months pregnant) and her belly is all hanging out too.
There must be a shortage of mirrors in the world because it really can not be the case that these people knew what they were going out of the house looking like.

Without a mask

I have recently decided to attempt to wear contacts again. Now I know most people wear contacts because they hate wearing glasses, I on the other hand love wearing my glasses. I stopped wearing contacts about 9 to 10 years ago because my eyes always felt dry and icky. I know your thinking if one loves there glasses so much why would they get contacts. Well its all about the Benjamin's. Ok can't believe I just typed that. But it really was about money see contacts are actually much cheaper than the glasses I have. My insurance which runs out on the june 3oth only convers 150 dollars of each. Its all crazyness. Anyways I thought why the hell not.
Now I can tell you that they feel really weird, but that doesn't bother me as I feel like I look weird. Now you have to understand that I really can't see at all without my glasses. When I put makeup on my face is super close to the mirror. I told the optomistrist that I thought I looked funny, and he said sure your not hiding behing a mask anymore. I thought that kind of funny. I guess in a way very true, as me with glasses seems more like me, than the me without. Interesting or not.
I just have one more thing. Can someone please explain to me why a "contact fitting" cost extra from the actual eye exam. And really a lot more like 42 dollars, with a discount. Thats insane all he did was hand me a pair of contacts, and ask me if I still remember how to put them in. Which I do even though I had a bit more of trouble finding one of them, as I couldn't see it. ah well we shall see how it goes. On the plus side i don't need knew glasses because my eyes are that much worse. Go me.

Hating the cubs brings readers to blog

I recently checked the stats on my blog, and they've grow quite a bit larger than they used to be. Just over the past week in fact. Now I know I'm not changing millions of lives here, but I do what I can. I'm guessing this weekend caused a lot of cubs hating in the world. There seems to be an over abundance of people googling "I hate the cubs". This might not seem like a big deal to the rest of the natural world, but really after this weekend, and before round two starts this weekend, its all I have left to live for. Friday didn't hurt so bad, but Saturday and Sunday were down right painful. Here's what I hate most about Cubs fans. Why is it they feel the need to only text me when their team is beating the white sox. Duh I'm watching the damn game. I wouldn't bother you if my team was winning. Ok well I would but its still way more annoying when they do it. It turns out though I have a lot of friends that are cubs fans. They are super annoying. I think I'm over my text limit due to the mass influx of people who just HAD to tell me the cubs one.
This year at least the cubs have a great team, which does make things a little less painfully, as it was always heartwrenching if they won when they sucked. I do love though that after all these years cubs fans are still able to keep the faith. I mean 100 years is hard, its really hard to suck that bad for that long. I know every cubs fan believes this will be their year, but then again they believe that every year, but if past behavior is any indication of future behavior they will manage to fuck it up yet again. They are at least consistant in that one thing.

facebook is bad

Ok now I understand that most people my age use such things to keep in touch with people they went to high school with etc. I've recently tried this (by this I mean being friends with more than like the 12 actual people I normally talk to in my life). I promise this is not good. I mean its kind of good in that I feel like I look better than some at or around my age, but its is terrible in that I haven't seen some of these people in like ten+ years. What I learned is they are old. And clearly I've deduced from this that I in turn am old. Beside the fact that clearly my body is falling apart I don't feel old. I don't feel like I look old, but these people who are my age and younger look kind of old. Are they really old, do they just look old, or is it mearly that they were very young when last I saw or heard from them. Oh this is less fun then one would have thought. I guess this is what you get for wondering what happened to people.

I feel so proud.

Sometimes as you may note I like to write about the things people google to land on my blog. Sometimes I've very confused, most times I'm more than a little concerned, but every now and then I'm happy about what brings readers to my blog. Recently I was reading what people searched to come up with this blog, and it turns out someone from England googled I hate cubs fans and came upon my blog. This makes me excited in more than one way. First off I'm plenty excited that my blog comes up when searching things like the hating of Cubs fans. More important that a person in England hates Cubs fans half a world away, and clearly hates them enough to google the hating of cubs fans. So I don't know who you are out there in England, but I would like to say thank you... Thank you very much for showing all the world that it is proper to hate Cubs fans no matter where you live. It really makes my world a much better place knowing that your out there.

My legs glow in the light

I know that you're probably thinking that I mean dark, but alas I do not. I mean when the sun shines on my white white legs the actually glow. You can ask the members of my family dark mother fuckers think its the funnest thing in the world. It doesn't make any damn sense to me. I remember my mom used to try to convince me that I used to tan when I was a kid, so if I just tried hard enough I would tan like the rest of them. Turns out this is not actually true, which I learned while living in a pool in TX when it was 110 degrees for three weeks I was in fact somewhat tan however they still laughed at me because I was not tan like they get tan. Don't get me wrong they are not scary gross tan people. Its just that my mom is Italian so they all have a olive skin tone which my skin is completely without. Except of course the Irish polish father of mine who looks like he's native american in skin color. It just doesn't make sense. The funny part is I really don't care too much that I'm super light in color. I literally can't stand laying out in the sun, its all hot and boring and there is just no point in being hot and bored. I just don't know why my skin glows in the light. Its really just very weird.

The best birthday ever

I really think i had the best birthday ever. Why you ask? Well lets just say my present was tickets to see the White Sox beat the living shit out of the Twins. And the game rocked because in case I didn't mention it the Sox beat the living shit out of the Twins, and I was loving every minute of it. I heart Crede and his multiple home runs. Then I got a baseball, a white sox coffee mug and a hat. The best part was that i got to watch D eat a hot dog which was funny because he doesn't eat meat. Then his stomach hurt the next day but he said it was becasue he ate ice cream later and drank beer. I'm pretty sure it wasn't the ice cream that was making him sick. H isn't talking to me though, or stopped speaking to me during the game because his precious little twinkies were loosing. He's not a very good sport. But I would be sad if I lost the last three games by a whole lot too. Anyways it was a super good time, and there were lots of fireworks because there were lots of home runs, and there were even fireworks after the game ended.

i didn't last long

I know i said I had resumed posting after the move and I did. Well i did until i dropped my laptop on the floor and broke it. I was starting to think the thing was a little to good to be true based on the number of times I've dropped it. It was a rough week though. When I first moved I learned the power cord was broken, which sucked, but i got a new one (well new to me but not new to the person I borrowed it from). It did turn out that the power cord was actually what was causing all the random problems like the battery not working etc. Which is weird if you ask me but apparently the computer did not ask me. Then it worked like well again. Well in that the battery charge and it actually turned on. then I dropped it off the top of the TV (which I was really going to pay close attention not to move while the laptop was still on it clearly didn't work out well.) There though again even the it hit the radiator on the way down to the hardwood floor it just skipped a bit of its playing of my music and kept right on keeping on.
Then on tuesday i dropped it from the coffee table and the screen shattered. Didn't really know this was possible but it turns out that it is. Now it didn't like break with glass everywhere, but the inside.. Funny part is that the damn thing still turns on and off etc. and has the potential to work if you could in anyway see what you were doing in more than the top inch or so of the screen. Well shit I was off all day wed, and I tried to go to the library, but apparently you have to wait for like six hours to use a computer, then the screen will be all gross. So I decided that wasn't going to work for me. Then on Thursday after looking for like half and hour I decided I was going to go to best buy, and buy this new laptop for 449 dollars. Seriously 449 dollars and it does way more than my last computer which was more than 449 dollars. I'm just saying its a good deal. Vista is kind of annoying to get used to but after a few days i'm getting more used to things. The laptop even has an energy star. Its very fun, and mostly you can see the screen which is way more helpful than one might think.

sometimes they don't listen good

This is a real conversation I had today with my sister.
Me: dude I broke my laptop for real this time.
sister: how the hell did you do that?
Me: I dropped it, and now the screens all cracked, pretty sure its not going to work again this time.
Sister: I guess your getting a new laptop.
Me: dude I know I need you to go on ebay and find me a new one.
Sister: no just go online...
Me: how the fuck am I suppose to do that my computer doesn't work.

irony I was reading a website about how to save money when I dropped it. seems the man above doesn't want me be saving much.

UGH

After a long two days of looking for an apartment I managed to rent the second apartment B and I looked at. I think we looked at three or four total which is a new world record, but after I saw this one, I think I decided that I wasn't going to like anything else anyways. Of course its a little more expensive then I wanted, but if I cut back a lot on my starbucks intake and don't get cable I should be cool. What is really said is that I drink so much starbucks that cutting it out actually makes a bigger difference than not have cable. However I don't think I'll be able to cut it out completely but I've cut down very dramatically.
I really really like my new apartment. I have no idea what my address is, and I'm not even entirely sure if when I had my mail forwarded if I put in the right apartment number. I do live much closer to the lake now, only three blocks :) Getting to work is soooo much easier, and its warm. Its on the third floor not in the damn basement, and most importantly the toilet works.
After finding and renting said apartment I proceed to move in three days later, so after a day of packing (with some great help from my niece), I moved the next day. Then unpacked the day after that. Then I've pretty much been working. Posting has been a little lack do to this.
I should be up and running now. I just have to decorate now. Which I may or may not do before my birthday on Friday.

The CTA should start paying me

I say this not only because I think everyone should pay me, but because they clearly don't think staffing is that important. I know they always do construction during non peak hours, which is normally just a little inconvenient, but essentially you can get where your going with just a little thought. This past weekend the CTA went a little crazy and decided to close just about every train going to the downtown area. Both the red and blue lines where closed under ground. And everything else was only running on the outside of the loop. Then the lines switched colors in the middle of the loop, and people where all confused. For the past three days I feel like I've helped more lost people find their way then I have in my whole life. No one really made it to work on time. The best part of the whole thing was the bitchy people who didn't want to walk to the other side of the loop. For those of you who don't get this the train that runs in the loop has stops like every freaking block. The distance between the inside and the outside of the loop is like five freaking blocks. And if that doesn't work there are like a million and a half buses to take. I admit the CTA could have and should have done a much better job informing customers, but customers could also be a little less stupid. Thats all I'm saying

I want a 7 thousand dollar raise

Apparently it's what the those who belong to the Illinois state legislator get. Even better they are suppose to get a raise for not doing their job. Thats the best part. I think that if I got my 7 thousand dollar raise couldn't be worse at least I do my job. I get that the suggestion comes from and independent board. But come one now this is the State of Illinois, is it even possible to have and independent board. I sure it just made up of more people who contributed to someones campaign, or some senators, in laws. Apparently that is the only way we know how to do business in the state of Illinois. I wouldn't even care if the state was run that way, if things got done. That is not the case in what has become the sad sad state of Illinois. They are really good at increasing taxes especially in the lovely city and county I currently call home. Again I wouldn't even mind paying more if we were getting more, but that is really never the case is it.

Ouch Ouch Ouch

After two overnights I feel like I've actually started over with my pain. Except this time everything hurts. I'm so tired I feel like I could sleep for a week. The best part of this whole experience is that I smacked my eye on a sign holder. It was metal (though not sharp) so it hurt like hell. Its funny because when I was walking around with ice on my boss where like what the hell happened. I was really too tired to explain well, but then they yelled at me for standing on a cart. Which is funny because I never hurt myself doing stupid shit, just normal shit, but then they weren't really being mean just looking out for me. Then I smacked my hand on the escalator which was moving and hurt my finger, not bad, but at that point I said to my co-worker that I think I need to go home before I accidentally kill myself. At least I don't have a black eye, and least I think I don't I didn't really look well, but its kind of by my eyebrow, so I don't think you could see it anyways because of my glasses.
I just got back from the chiropractor, and my back was all crazy, which didn't come as a big surprise because it hurt like hell. When she finished, she had adjusted so much that not I kind of feel nauseous. I really want to go back to bed, but then I might not sleep tonight, such hard decisions to make. I can barely think straight.

canada?

Can anyone explain why the tomatoes I bought in the local dominks the other day say product of canada? I mean I didn't really expect locally grown mind you, but if you can't get tomatoes grown here this time of year where are they coming from in canada? I was more than a little scared, but since I already paid for them I thought i'd best eat them. not great I sure you. I mean if we can going to manipulate the way things are grown can't we at least do it closer to home, and say save on the cost of gas. i'm just saying it makes more sense.
oh sorry about the typing i"m writing from my phone on the train! just cause I can.

New phone part two

I can not tell you how much I love my new phone. Ok its not even so much that I love my new phone, which trust me I do, but its that it has this super fun game called bubble breaker that I've now become addicted to. I don't even play video games. The last time I played a game on my phone was when I was stuck in an airport in the middle of nowhere, one of those small ones with nothing to do, and I got super board. Downloaded something, can't even remember what it was, probably played it like twice.
Anyways I'm totally addicted to this new bubble game. I actually forgot to get off the train at the right stop because I was so busy playing my game. Normally I like to read but really even that I don't really care about it I can just play the bubble game. Its sooooooo very addicting.

I think they missed the point

Today I received this comment in response to the post I wrote about my 14 year old niece having a blackberry. I thought this warranted a little post in and of itself.

Anonymous said...

Don't complain. If someone has enough money to purchase a BlackBerry, then let him/her get a BlackBerry. Now if they gave her the BlackBerry, then she's spoiled.

Dear Anonymous,

I don't know what kind of 14 year olds you know, but my niece did not in fact purchase her own blackberry. Even if she did purchase said blackberry it would still be ridiculous. Why you may ask, because I knew at the time that I wrote that blog entry, when she only had the blackberry like a week, and already left it at school, that it wasn't going to end well for the phone. Which in fact it did not.

The second thing I have to add oh dear dear anonymous is thus. Did you read the name of the blog. Just a little curious as to why you would tell me not to complain. It's not as if I made you read the damn thing. And the name of the blog really should have been a tip off as to what you were going to read.

I hate cubs fans

Ok as much as I love baseball in the springtime, I hate baseball fans on the damn train. Cubs fans are the worst. First of all they are always wicked drunk before they even get to the game. Its even worse when its rush hour, and they don't know what to do on the train. That maybe you can't fit nine bajillion people in the doorway, maybe there are isles so you can move your drunk ass down a bit. Maybe you could step out of the damn train, so others can get out. UGH I hate them. Just a bunch of old frat boys. That the annoying part. Trust me I like to drink as much as the next person, but I see no reason to make the rest of the world suffer for my stupidity. I promise cubs fans are horrible. Last week there were even cub fans in the store, who peed in our closet. Its not like we don't have bathrooms. Then they pretended like they didn't know what was going on. I need to move away from the redline.

Its really not better I promise

Ok for the past three weeks I've been having a really hard time walking. Now I know this would be a rather large problem for most people. It doesn't really get much worse for those who's jobs consist on standing on ones feet for 8 hours or more a day. In fact it can be downright retched. It was getting progressively worse, and of course I ran out of the good drugs. Which weren't really helping anyways. It got so bad at one point that I took the 1000 dollar shoes things out of my shoe and walked around with and ice pack in my shoe. For the record no that doesn't really work, and you can only do one foot at a time.
After much blood, sweat and tears, and lets face it momma calling the chiropractor and insisting that he see me, I learned that the problem was not in fact my feet but my back. The only good thing I learned was that the new Chiro my old chiro recommended was only three blocks away instead of thirty miles.
What else I learned is that to see a picture of whats wrong with you for real is not always better. Or at least it doesn't make you feel better about you. Now the pictures can't just be of you, there has to be two pictures. One of you and one of the way you should be. My me pictures is not even remotely close to the should be pictures. In fact they give the nerves colors. Green is not so good, blue is bad, red is worse. Some of mine are black. Black is so bad that isn't not even a damn option. And my feet are not the current problem, but they are in face fucked up. In fact all of the arches in my right foot are completely gone. Not my left foot though, half of those are still in tact, which is apparently worse than if they were both gone. Oh wait and just for kicks, the curve in my neck is going the wrong way, and I'm lucky I don't already have arthritis. And by the time I'm 30 I'm going to be a hunch back. Ok I made that very last part up, but the rest of it is really true.

Nothing to watch.

Ok I hope TV comes back soon because I'm tried of watching reality tv. Though I have learned that watching the bachelor can be quite amusing. Really is there anything better than watching blond 22 year olds cry because they were sent home. Come on now. YOUR 22. Seriously what do these people think is going to happen. It drives me nuts. Why people would subject themselves to such shit is beyond me. But if I am forced to watch 22 year olds cry its at least slightly amusing.

New phone

Ok so after random pieces of my slvr started falling off I decided that it might be time to get a new phone. This time however I wasn't going to spend a small fortune for a phone that kind of sucked. The problem is that phones these days do far more than anything I need for them to do. Seriously I have no idea what half the shit on most phones I looked at was. So deciding what to buy was both hard, and easy at the same time. However due to length of battery time I decided on a Samsung blackjack II. This phone does everything. I don't exactly know what that all entails, but I'm pretty sure the phone does it. Well except that it doesn't really do that word texting thing because it has a full keyboard. That only sucks cause I can't really spell.
I did learn that I've been paying for internet for the past two years, but didn't know how to make it work on my other phone. On this phone its super easy. I learned out to check my email, and see the score to the White Sox game, which in essence it the only thing I care to know how to do. It also comes with fun games, which I'm sure I'll play for like the first two weeks, and then forget about like I've done with every other phone I've owned. I feel very excited about being able to check my email. Its really exciting to know that at any moment of the day I can know how to increase my penis size. I seem to be getting a lot of those lately. I don't even have a penis, but if I did I could read the email anywhere any time. Tell me you wouldn't be excited, I bet you can't do that.

Mostly crazy

Maybe I'm a little more than mostly crazy, but knowing this I still find myself doing the most crazy shit. For example I noticed when I got home from work last night that there was a spider in the corner by where I hang my coats. Now not only could I not hang up the coat I was putting away, but I had to move all the coats off the hooks and put them on the opposite side of the room. I also move all my boots that were there because I can not have the spiders crawling in my shoes. It freaks me out. Then on top of that every time I walk into the kitchen I would have to put the hood up from my hoodie because I'm afraid that it will fall in my hair. That is the whole problem I could kill the spider because I could reach it. I didn't have a chair to stand on so that wasn't going to help. Of course I'm all out of the spray I normal use to kill spiders. And I can't use a broom because again I'm afraid that it will fall in my hair.
Really I was just waiting for my boyfriend to come over and kill it, but he didn't come over. The shit part of that is that it was gone when I got up in the morning. Now maybe a less crazy person would be excited that it was gone. Me not so much. Why, because where the hell did it go. At least when it was in the corner I knew where it was. Now I don't. So I look in the corners all the damn time I walk by hope that I will find it so that it could be killed, but I can't find it. A less crazy person would be ok with the knowledge that the spider is less than a fraction of the size of a human being. I on the other hand my crazy ass is still sitting on the couch hoping the spider didn't crawl this far.

90 miles per hour.

Ok seriously I can't remember the last time I felt this fucked up. No I haven't even had anything to drink. In fact I was at work until 10:15. Here's the problem I feel like I can't stop talking, but I really don't have anything important to say. Its not even that so much as I feel like I have to keep talk really really fast, and my mind keeps jumping from on topic to the next to the next, and so on.. At work it was even worse. It was the worst ADD day ever. I kept losing everything and then forgetting what I was doing. Trust me not a very good combination at all. I was able to hold back the incessant need to keep talking until I got off work, but after that I was like I hadn't spoken to a real live person in like a month. I promise though no one really wants to talk to you at midnight. Especially when you have nothing to say, or more to the point I guess everything to say. Now I can't stop typing. I do have to work tomorrow granted not till 1pm, but I'm not sure if I'm ever going to be able to go to bed. Good lord I'm going to go now.

Poop palace

This is where I live. If you've been reading my blog for awhile you would understand that this is not the first time this has happened. This time however I didn't have the same ability to make it funny right away. In fact I was quite pissed. Now I want you to imagine with me your getting ready to go to bed. Annoyed to start with because you really need to do laundry but you can't. Why you ask, because you put all the laundry in the washer all set to go, put the quarters in and they get stuck. Because whoever owns the building can't manage to take the money out. So fuck it you think I'll just finish reading a bit and go to bed. Now you get all dressed for bed, and no sooner do you crawl into bed then you hear whats sounds like a volcano of water in your bathroom. Literally sounds like buckets of water dumping on the the bathroom floor. Your a bit confused because what the hell could make that noise. You go to the bathroom to find your toilet is spewing other peoples shit all over your floor. Not just in your floor, but like happened the last time its also coming out of the bathtub. There is at least and inch of water on your floor, so much that its coming out of the bathroom. You hunt for a towel to stop some of the mess. Then you don't know what to do but you really don't want to walk in all that mess, but you still really don't know whats going on. You have to figure it out so there you are standing in the middle of the pool off poop in your coach rain boots, and flannel pajama pants. However you just can't deal with it, so when the volcano stops you just turn around and walk away.
You call people and no one is really around, a few try hard, but your just not really hearing it. all you want is someone to make it better. You gag trying to get your sit out of the bathroom because the smell is horrible. You have to leave at 11pm because your apartment is not livable with no working toilet.
Needless to say your pretty upset. The best part is when all is said and done, and of course fixed the people who lease the building think your still going to stay there. Are you kidding me with this shit. WHY WHY would you ever think of staying. I HATE HATE this place.

My boobs grow in February

It possible that they start in January, but it takes me some time to notice. I know your thinking maybe I just gain weight in the winter, and I assure as true as that it, I gain and loss weight all year long so why do my boobs only grow in February? Not that I'm complaining or anything. Its just weird. I mean this is a new thing that started last year. Otherwise my boobs have been the same size since I was in like sixth grade. Turns out though that I've also been wearing the wrong size bra. Which I learned when B and I went shopping. On the plus size wearing the right size looks a whole lot better.

You can't always get what you want.

But if you try sometimes you get what you need. Besides being a good song and a cheesy way to start out I think that this applies to most things in life. Though I don't really think that most people feel this way. See maybe here's the problem. I don't think anything in life is perfect, or anyone for that matter. There is no perfect friend, girlfriend, boyfriend, parent, sibling etc. There is no perfect job, perfect house, perfect life. But it seems however that people still believe that these things exist. On top of that they come without work, compromise, and should be easy. But thats the problem, nothing worth having is easy. Which might be why so many find it so easy to throw so much away for so little.
Don't get me wrong I not a believer in the idea that everything could and should work out. As I don't think that for even a second. I'm just saying that in this give me what I want when I want it society we seem to have created, that I think people have lost sight of whats really important. There is no person out there friend family or lover that can meet your every need. There is no job that will pay you large sums of money to do nothing. Anyways I just think people have lost their grip on reality, and maybe I'm also in a mood.

One dollar and 68 cents

Thats how much money has been in my checking account for the past week. The sad part is actually two fold. First that I actually had money in my savings account that I could not touch, and secondly that I've been trying really hard not to spend money. The first reason was really the most annoying because its really not my fault. I mean I guess it is partially my fault in that I did buy my brother that truck, however that being said it wasn't his fault either. See the loan turn out to be in default. I did call him and get a little bit mad, but I also had added him to my account last month because I was tired of dealing with it, being that he pays the damn bills. So he was actually getting everything together, and when he made the payment the bank put the amount in wrong. The best part is that the payment was only short three fucking dollars. How are you going to hold all the money in my savings account for THREE dollars, that my brother actually paid in the first place. Even if he didn't it was THREE damn dollars. And I never received a phone call or letter in the mail or anything. But alas it gets better cause when he goes in to take care of it, and they tell him its their fault, instead of fixing it that took the payment out all together making it worse. Anyways that part is fixed now, but it was quite annoying.
The second part is annoying because I really have been trying had to stop spending so much money, but everything seems to have gotten so much more expensive. I try to bring my lunch to work, but grocery shopping seems to cost me a small fortune to buy half as much as what I used to. It cost almost as much to bring lunch as to buy it, except that when I bring my damn lunch it seems like I'm starving by the time I get home. UGH I hate money.

NEED NEED NEED

I NEED NEED NEED this dress. I know what your thinking, I think I need a lot of things. But seriously that might just be the cutest dress that I've ever seen. I'm pretty sure the designer made it just for me. Oh is soooooooo cute. Who wants to borrow me 130 dollars. Well really 30% off 130 dollars.

Suggestions

It is very much my suggestion that if you have 117, 000 something dollars in your bank account, you should not read the statement from said bank account in public where other people can see it. If you do decide that you are going to be this kind of stupid for the love of god the red line is not the place to do it. It's stupid enough to wear your full length fur coat into the subway, please please keep the amount of money in your bank account to yourself. I'm not saying this because I'm bitter that you have money and I don't. I'm saying this for your own good. Take the brown or purple line. The more civilized riders of our public transit system use those. I mean do you know where the red line comes from, and where it goes to. I mean I know it goes through Lincoln Park, and the Gold coast, but still they will rob you. I'm just saying that if you need to check your statement, and you have that much money, you don't need to show the world. Your just going to make it harder for yourself, and really really easy for anyone who wants to fuck with you. Thats all I'm saying.

Here's the problem

Now wonder things are all messed up. Did you know that the penny and the nickel both cost more to make or mint, than they are worth. I'm not making this up 60 minutes did a special, and of course since I was bored today. First I tried to make a skirt out of a pair of jeans and like a 1/4 of the way through I got bored. Anyways this penny thing really stuck with me. Now I'm not saying we should do away with pennies, but why are we spending twice as much to mint them as they are worth. I mean doesn't say something about their value if technically speaking you can't even buy a penny with a penny. I don't really understand how all of that makes sense. Whats the point. Besides wasting money. I mean seriously it isn't like you can buy anything with a penny. The nickel cost more than a nickel to make also. All I'm saying is only in America could have money that's worth less than it cost to make it. There's even a bill that makes it illegal to melt down pennies and nickels. Since again they are worth more melted than as money. Its all just crazy. Take the damn penny out of circulation, melt down all that money, and pay off some bills. Thats what I would do, but thats just me.

I think My myspace page is going to have to be set to private from here on out.

This is seriously the funniest thing I've ever received on my myspace page. The funny part is I haven't even check the page in like a month. I forget its even there for the most part. I honestly don't see much point in it anymore. Anyways this is an email I got from someone who used to work with me. For the record its a direct quote of the email as I don't use words like that, but if I change words its not funny anymore.
Subject: to the thick white girl
Body: can a nigga get some cookies....

There's really nothing else to say.

Let me help you.. Don't ever open your mouth again..

So I'm in the middle of helping a customer at work and when crazy old man (he actually an associate but if the shoe fits) stop and goes hey how'd you gain all that weight. I actually stopped and was like WHAT. I went did you really just say that, and then decided never mind I don't have time for crazy old man right now and finished what I was doing. Then I went back and he said it again. And I was like seriously are you stupid. And he's like you must have gained two or three pounds right? Then he tries to get one of our male supervisors to agree with him, thank god he was smart enough to say hell no I'm not saying a word. The Crazy old man's like what you weren't trying to gain.
Ok now let me just say I'm by no means fat, but I'm certainly not skinny enough to try to gain weight. I walk away from Crazy old man asking him if he has a death wish. Crazy old man started up again today. This time he used the word thick. Ok is thick suppose to be a good thing because again that doesn't make any sense. And for a change he wasn't even talking about my ass. I was like what the hell. Thick is not a complement who thinks it a damn complement.

Spring cleaning

I do of course know that it's not actually spring outside. I figured this out by the ten inches of snow that are sitting out side my front door. Anyways I'm talking about the annual there's nothing to freaking do at work type of cleaning. Now normally I don't really mind this type of thing. I don't actually do any of the cleaning, however it does keep the kids out of my hair for a bit. Here's the ultimate problem they have people who don't really know how to do things, telling other people who don't really know how to do things what to do. And I am left to clean up their mess which I guess does give me something to kill the hours of boredom that have become my day, but I like it less when I feel like I'm going to throw up when I'm done fixing the mess.
Case in point. One of the things on our list of cleaning things is touch up painting. Now I know what your all thinking why would we have to do that, and the answer is I really don't know. I do know that we don't really make it look better. This time a co-worker of mine decides that she's going to have some associates do this during the morning. Now clearly this is not a good idea because it black freaking paint and someone is going to get it on them. I tell her this, but of course she doesn't listen. So what ends up happening is that not only does someone who doesn't work for us get black paint on there coat, but the person who did the painting tried to clean the paint brush off with water and got black paint everywhere. This is the problem because a normal person would have been able to tell that the paint was oil based and that washing it with water is a really bad idea. So I had to just about kill myself from pain thinner fumes cleaning this womens jacket, and then of course the huge mess the associate made. I really don't understand whats wrong with people. Seriously the common sense or lack there of that people have amazes me.

Aren't we all adults here?

This is the question I asked myself after my most recent conversation with my boss. See first about a half hour before I was leaving for the day she asks me if I'm working tomorrow because she needs to talk to me about something. I do work is what I tell her then I ask what she wants to talk to me about because why would it need to wait until tomorrow. Then I say are you going to yell at me (not that she yells just mean did I do something wrong). She says sort of, and I just want to make sure I give us enough time to talk about it.
Ok seriously who the fuck does that. I mean if you have something to say just say it. Don't tell me about it, then not tell me. So I was like just tell me what you need to talk to me about. To which we kind of get into it. I think its stupid that she won't tell me, and she's like well you didn't need to ask if you were in trouble. Really I was super irritated at this point. It just doesn't make sense to make me think about it all night till I work again. Who wants to go to working thinking they are going to get yelled at without knowing what its about. So I go talk to another co-worker about it. You know just to make sure I'm not the one being unreasonable by thinking that what she had just done was bullshit. The co-worker totally thought it was crap too. Because like I said seriously who does that.
Anyways after about fifteen minutes my said boss comes back and says we can just talk about it so you don't have to stew about it all night. Thanks for understand you were being a retarded bitch I think. So we go down to the office, and she shuts the door, which for the record is never a good sign. Then she tells me an associate came to another manger and our HR manger and told them that I had said "let get the fuck out of here" one night while closing. Now I'm trying to hold back my laugher here and take seriously what is absolutely ridiculous. I do not remember saying this, but clearly if you made it to line to of even this post you can see that I might have a bit of a potty mouth.
Then my boss proceeds explain that she was doing me a favor (my words not hers) by just nipping the situation in the bud so to speak, and that it could have turned into a whole big thing. Meaning that they could have investigated, asking more people if they heard me say it etc. etc. etc. I'm sitting there trying to take this all in without saying back are you fucking kidding me. Which I'm proud to say I didn't do, but come on I work retail I don't teach children. I'm wanted to dare her to investigate something so ridiculous considering the fact that half the building has a much worse mouth than I do. Some of those above me the worst offenders. Its not like I swore at someone, and yes I have heard other managers actually swear at associates. Yet I'm the one being accused of being unprofessional. Trust me when I say if I had to make a list here of all the unprofessional things the people I work with have done I would be here till next year. Including the fact that the she said it in such a way as to make it a threat, which breaks company policy far worse than my "lets get the fuck out of here."
I just don't get it honestly. Everyone I work with is over the age of 18. Swearing though not professional is part of every environment. Get the fuck over it. Its not like there were customers in the building, or I was yelling at someone. The best part is that I was telling the story to my HR manger, and she laughed her ass off because what I was told was not even what happened. Its completely ridiculous. Seriously if we could all just focus on real problems we all might actually get some fucking work done.

Random thoughts

• First off I'm fucking freezing. I wouldn't mind paying so much for my gas and electric bill if it meant that it was actually warm in here, but I pay that much to freeze and it blows.
• Things seem to be missing from my apartment a lot lately. I'm sure you all read about the missing dust pan. I'm still a little sad about that, however now I'm missing the bottom sheet to the only other set of sheets that I have. You can't tell me thats not weird seriously its not like I use them separately, which I know a lot of people do. I was them at the same time, I just don't understand. Clearly someone is stealing weird shit from my apartment and I want it to stop.
• On the plus side of things I still get to ride the bus thats closest to me. Because our jackass state legislators managed to work out a bill at the very last min. Which is amazing to me because they've only been working on it for a year. Yeah they rock. I wish I got paid to not do my job.
  
• Another on the plus side the guy I wasn't suppose to be dating is now being transfered to another store. So it doesn't have to be secret anymore, well as of Thursday but thats tomorrow so it will be ok.
  
• I'm trying to be productive today, but its not going well. I started off on the right foot but then I opened up my computer and really its been all down hill since then.
  
• Now my sheet have been in the washer for like an hour because they keep getting off balance. Which doesn't make sense because it actually a rather small load. Its annoying because the water is fucking cold and I keep having to stick my hand in it. AAHHHHH I hate this place.
  

OOOHooh

My gas bill is down to 78 dollars. I know your all excited as am I. Unfortunately now my electric bill is 94 dollars. Thats not really winning if you ask me. I fucking hate winter in this city. Well every city for that matter.

It is REAL

Last month I posted as part two of who's reading my blog. Basically what people googled to come up with my blog. One of them was "the little wine bus". I'm very happy to report that what ever it is IT IS REAL. I know this because someone from the little wine bus emailed me to see how I knew about it. I'm kind of excited, however I still have no clue what the little wine bus is. It is in NY which is not really close to me. However I'm sure I can be persuaded to take a little road trip to find out. Come on now who's down?

Too much time on my hangs

I haven't been at work a lot over the past few weeks. Maybe just the past week and a half. Between being sick as hell and the holiday day's that we get off each week among other things I feel like I haven't really worked much. Now normally I would be cool with that, but I'm getting more than a little bored at this point. Yesterday I went to the grocery store spent way too much money, but at least now I have food. Lots and Lots of food. I've downloaded lots of stuff from the internet as I'm sure you've read. But the funniest thing that I've done is bought a set of curlers and try to curl my hair. Now this might not seem all that funny except that you must know that even blow drying my hair is a effort to me. My hair isn't long but it has way past its point of really needing to be cut. Anyways my curls really really well. It seems i forgot this point. Now I'm bored with hair curled like a 1960'ies house wife. Its a bit crazy looking but I can't get rid of the curls unless I wash my hair. Which you'd think if I had so much time on my hands wouldn't be such a big deal. I thought about taking a picture of the funny hair but that would just be too funny for you all. This is ridiculous though I need to go back to work before I get even more out of control. Though I'm a bit scared to see what that would look like.

I'm know I'm a dork.

So in having my new ipod I've have decided that I need to download more things for me to listen too. Yesterday I found this new site where you can download free audio books. I love the free book. In fact I really love free anything. Here's the concept. They are books who's copy writes have expired. So most of them are old. Which is is good for me because I'm cheap and I would have bought them anyways eventually. But to have them for free is nice. Each chapter may or may not be read by a different person as its a volunteer thing. I thought this might be very annoying but so far its hasn't really be. I mean it would be nice if the whole book was read by the same person, but we sacrifice for not having to pay for the books. Which is really a sacrifice I'm willing to make. I downloaded Mansfield Park, which I was already reading on the computer because I downloaded it for free from this site. Which is basically the book downloaded on ones computer for free. This site is better for shorter books as its hard to read 48 chapters online. But thats just me. I read Emma, and The Secret Garden among other shorter books that I've downloaded from it. I enjoyed those immensely, but again they were shorter. In reading Masfield park I was getting a bit confused. And without the book its a little more difficult to go back and re-read that which you've missed out on.
Well I just wanted to share these fun new things. I also downloaded some audio books from this site but I haven't actually listened to them yet so I can not comment. They actually have all kinds though ones you can buy and what not. I might have downloaded more there but I already read a bunch of what they had for free. That and they have lots of things that I just don't want to read or listen too. Anyways I'm having a lot of fun with it.

New fun things

SO I had a very exciting Christmas this year. I didn't ask for anything. I said maybe I would like a new down comforter because the feathers our coming out of mine. Which mind you I really don't understand but that is a whole other entry.
Anyways I got a really fun fleece white Sox blanket that my mom made. Which in my fridge apartment has gone continual use. Its really really warm and I think everyone should have one. I also got a (red) Ipod. Which I've pretty much wanted since last year when it came out in octoberish of '06. My sister bought it for me. Its really way more fun that I thought it would be. See here's the thing. As you may know I have Itunes on my stupid cell phone. It only holds a 100 songs though which you will certainly be bored of on day two of your commute. That is if you can actually hear it on the train. I didn't know the Ipod would be so different. It sounds awesome, and I can hear it without needed to turn it up all the way. Its like this whole new world for me. I know most of you are probably thinking I've lost my mind yet again, but I didn't have one before so how was I suppose to know it would be so fun.
My next fun comes in the form of power tools, my mom bought me. My sister was a little sad I think because I might have appeared more excited to get the power tools than the Ipod. But I assure I love them both equally. So If you need my to drill anything for you I'm totally down. See I have got to play with my new tools because I have nothing that needs fixing. I did however go to Lowes online and turns out they have a creativity corner, but it turns out that I need some sort of saw thingy to do anything on there. Oh well maybe next year. Until then I'm your drill specialist. Though I don't promise that I have any idea what I'm doing.