A fine feast

State Motto: Massachusetts: Our Taxes Are Lower Than Sweden's (For Most Tax Brackets)

Currently listening: "Work" By Jimmy Eat World From 'Futures'

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Went out for dinner with Jill tonight. Good ol' McDonald's for us. It was great getting to just sit and talk with her about everything and kinda catch up, because even though we have a class together now, we just sit in class and takes notes, as it's hard to talk in class w/o getting into trouble. So that was really cool. We're definitely going to have to try to do that more often.

Just as I was leaving the dorms so I could call Wes and talk to him (finally), I ran into Amy, who was just getting back to the dorms for the evening, so I went up to her room real quick to check it out, and talked with her for a while about our weekends and whatnot, and by that point I'd missed Wes' call, and he'd already gone to bed. So that's two nights in a row now that we haven't talked on the phone. This sucks.

Tomorrow, though, I hope. Getting tired of this. But I have school all morning tomorrow and work all evening, so that's really going to suck, but then I have the next three days off after that. Three days is almost too much for me because I don't know what to do with myself after a while and just get bored.

Anywho, it's kinda late and I have classes in the AM, so I think I shall go. G'night!

Awww man!

State Motto: Maryland: If You Can Dream It, We Can Tax It

Currently listening: "Song for the Dumped" By Ben Folds Five From 'Whatever and Ever, Amen'

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This is the freakin' sweetest guitar on earth, and it's normally $500, on sale now for $129!!! DAMN. I want it sooooo bad.

Pictures of creepy fish

State Motto: Maine: We're Really Cold, But We Have Cheap Lobster

Currently listening: "Authority Song" By Jimmy Eat World From Bleed America

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I posted some pictures on my Photoblog of some fish and crustaceans that were found on the shores after the tsunami hit. Check 'em out if you want to, they're really weird. The lobsters are my favorites.

New stuffs

State Motto: Louisiana: We're Not ALL Drunk Cajun Wackos, But That's Our Tourism Campaign

Currently listening: "Anything But Mine" By Kenny Chesney From When The Sun Goes Down

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Adam got me set up with this really cool "currently listening" thing right up here. Thanks a bunch Adam, that's awesome, and you're the best. Always wanted something like that, but was too lazy to do anything about it lol.

Had something interesting to tell, but I have since forgotten it. Sorry folks! I hope the most interesting thing that happened to me today WASN'T that I finally bought some more Pepsi. That would be so sad...

bored

State Motto: Kentucky: Five Million People; Fifteen Last Names
Sounds: Animal Planet's Most Extreme Countdown
Feeling: Bored slash Tired slash Lonely

Well, I don't really know why I'm writing on here today because I don't have a whole lot to say. I finally got my Kmart discount card at work today (four months after being hired), so that was exciting. It's not that we didn't get discounts for that period of time before we got our discount card, because we were issued a temporary paper one. But this one's just like a gift card or credit card that gets swiped at the registers, and then they don't have to enter in a 15-digit number so you can get your discount.

Anywho, enough of the thrilling talk of work...

On Monday I realized I only had 16 days to read a 230-some page book for my History class. I can read about 10 pages of it before I fall asleep. But today was 30 pages! And maybe some more because I've been reading in spurts, not all at once. Soon as I feel a little sleepy, I turn the TV on or do something else.

God I'm boring.

I need to start getting my portfolio together to apply to the College of Education. That's going to be a big pain in the butt. I don't want to grow up and have to be done with school and be self-sufficient. But I want a bigger apartment. Or to move in with someone who has a bigger apartment.

Ben

State Motto: Kansas: First Of The Rectangle States
Sounds: Trading Spaces on tv
Feeling: Bored out of my skull

So my bear, Ben, obviously brought a lot of attention to my little blog. It's 'cause he's so darn cute. I posted them because Stanley, the cutest bear ever, has his own little blog, and I left a message on Stanley's blog about Ben, saying I'd post a picture of Ben, but that was over a month ago. So finally Ben was introduced to the blogging world and met a friend online. Awwwwww, how cute.

Anything But Mine

State Motto: Iowa: We do amazing things with corn
Music: Kenny Chesney - Anything But Mine

This song makes me sad, but I still listen to it every time it comes on the radio or TV. I think I cried the first time I heard it...but that was only a few days after I'd returned home from Tennessee...

Walking along beneath the lights of that miracle mile

Me and Mary making our way into the night

You can hear the cries from the carnival rides, the pinball

bells, and the skee ball signs

Watching the summer sun fall out of sight



There's a warm wind coming in from off of the ocean

Making it's way past the hotel walls to fill the street

Mary is holding both of her shoes in her hand

Said she likes to feel the sand beneath her feet



And in the morning I'm leaving, making my way back to Cleveland

So tonight I hope that I will do just fine

And I don't see how you could ever be

Anything but mine



There's a local band playing at the seaside pavillion

And I got just enough cash to get us in

And as we are dancing, Mary's wrapping her arms around me

And I can feel the sting of summer on my skin



In the midst of the music

I tell her I love her

And we both laugh, cause we know it isn't true

Oh, but Mary, there's a summer drawing to an end tonight

And there's so much that I long to do to you



But in the morning I'm leaving, making my way back to Cleveland

So tonight I hope that I will do just fine

And I don't see how you could ever be

Anything but mine



And in the morning I'm leaving, making my way back to Cleveland

So tonight I hope that I will do just fine

And I don't see how you could ever be

Anything but mine



Mary, I don't see how you could ever be

Anything but mine

Ben, chatting with my friends and planning out the rest of the week for me in my planner.

Ben on my computer, lookin' up bear stuff, I think.

Lovin' It

State Motto: Indiana: 2 Billion Years Tidal Wave Free

So for the last couple of days, near the end of January, the weather has been in the high 50s and 60s. Right now, it is 72 degrees. It is absolutely incredible. And not to mention January. I should be outside. But because I'm so addicted to VH1's Celebreality, I'm sitting inside watching The Surreal Life.

*sigh* I am sad.

I just realized I have a historical book to read by February 9th. That's only 16 days away. Crap. Maybe I will go outside today. Maybe not. I get cold easily haha, and I went out to the park yesterday to read and had to leave 15 minutes later. Wuss.

I'm finally getting over my cold, still have a stuffy nose and a bit of a cough...voice still sounds funny, but I don't feel drained anymore and I'm not getting those stupid hot sweats, either.

Well, that's my update for now. Life hasn't been too exciting lately. That's alright though, I don't mind. Oh, I did learn "Amazing Grace" on my guitar. Hehe.

Windows Media Player Survey

State Motto: Illinois: Please Don't Pronounce the "S"

Please note, even though you don't have a Blogger/Blogspot account, you can still post comments as Annonymous! :) Thanks!

Open Windows Media Player, or whatever you use to play your music, load your playlist, and hit play. Write down a line from the first 30 songs listed, but don't use the song title. See if people on your friends list can figure out the title and artist.

1. That lead guitar's hot, but not for a Louisiana man. So rosen up that bow for Lady Love and let's all dance.
2. I'll buy you a diamond ring, my friend, if it makes you feel alright.
3. Tonight, I swear, I swear on tomorrow. Well, here comes the sun again, to see me through.
4. I look him in his eyes, but all he tells me is lies.
5. I'd buy you a green dress. But not a real green dress 'cause that's cruel.
6. She never loved me, she never loved me, she never loved me, why should anyone?
7. You don't have to be rich to be my girl, you don't have to be cool to rule my world. Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with, I just want your extra time...
8. We'll get there fast, and then we'll take it slow.
9. Steam on the window, salt in a kiss, two hearts have never pounded like this.
10. Are you listening? Oh oh, oh oh Sing it back, Oh oh, oh oh. Straight from your tether unwinds, Oh oh, oh oh. Up and outward to bind. Oh oh, oh oh.
11. 4, 5, 6, c'mon and get your kicks, now you don't need money when you look like that, do you honey?
12. I'm gonna play all night, I'm gonna beat you right, and mash you in the nads, and kick you out of sight.
13. What have we learned here, is love tastes bitter when it's gone.
14. 'Cause everybody wants some love, shooting from the stars above, and though my heart would break, there's more than I can take, I can never get enough.
15. I don't like all these people slaggin' her for breakin' up The Beatles.
16. I'm findin' my way back to sanity again, though I don't really know what I'm gonna do when I get there.
17. I'm gonna be a celebrity, that means somebody everyone knows. They gonna recognize my eyes, my hair my cheeks my boobs, my nose.
18. Everything it seems I like's a little bit stronger, a little bit thicker, a little bit harmful for me.
19. So, you wanted to take a break. Slow it down some, and have some space. Well fuck you too! Give me my money back, give me my money back, you bitch.
20. What rolls down stairs? Alone or in pairs? Rolls over your neighbor's dog? What's great for a snack? What fits on your back? It's...
21. Is he a dot, or is he a speck? When he's under water, does he get wet?
22. Make the best of the situation, 'fore I finally go insane. Please don't say you're here to find your way, tell me all my love's in vain.
23. She said goodbye too many times before.
24. Work and play are never okay to mix the way we do.
25. If those were Roy's headphones, you'd be he play "What Goes On."
26. "You ain't that good," is what you said down to the letter, but you like the way I hold the microphone.
27. Oh, can't you see? You belong to me. How my poor heart aches, with every step you take.
28. We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee. We don't take no trips on LSD.
29. The farther one travels, the less one knows, the less one really knows.
30. Take your time, hurry up, the choice is yours, don't be late.

List

State Motto: Idaho: More Than Just Potatoes ... Well Okay, We're Not, But The Potatoes
Sure Are Real Good
Music: Kenny Chesney - Anything But Mine

So far, the list of items I've bought to try to get my cold to go away:

• Nyquil
• Advil Cold & Sinus
• Tylenol Allergy & Sinus
• Echinacea
• Zinc
• Cough Drops
• Humidifier

I forgot to buy Kleenexes...Yikes. Running low. Guess I'll have to get some while I'm at work tomorrow.

I almost passed out this morning at school while I was in the bathroom washing my hands from all the nose-blowing. I blew my nose one last time, and my ears popped and cleared up so I could hear again, but then I got really light-headed and had to hold on to something before I fell over. That was a little scary.

I'm also getting hot and cold flashes. I thought only old ladies got those!
History and then Philosophy:

• Take coat off 'cause I'm sweating
• Roll long sleeves up 'cause I'm still sweating
• Sweat some more
• Pull long sleeves down 'cause I'm freezing
• Warm up
• Roll sleeves up
• Pull sleeves down
• Put coat back on

Gah. This better end soon.

still sick

State Motto: Hawaii: Haka Tiki Mou Sha'ami Leeki Toru (Death To Mainland Scum, But
Leave Your Money)

I'm still sick, and trying different medications. Gah. Hope this goes away soon 'cause I'm tired and sore and I can't sleep when I have a cold. Blech.

Went home for the day to visit my parents, and that was really nice. Mom took me out to lunch, and Dad made me steak and potatos for dinner. Yum. Per my request, of course.

Dad asked that I clean out my closet in my bedroom while I was home, so he could put it to some use. There was stuff in there I hadn't seen in YEARS, including report cards from first and second grade, a note from my first boyfriend, a few years' worth of purses and backpacks, and art projects. It was rather nostalgic and kinda fun. Except the cleaning part. I could have lived without that.

I did bring back a lot more stuff than I planned on bringing, but some of it I'll be able to use for my portfolio to get into the college of education here on campus.

I risked driving home in the dark for a delicious home-cooked meal, and saw about 8 deer in the median at one spot on the Interstate, and something in the middle of the road that had already been hit, which I almost hit, and swerved to avoid. I never thought of myself as a swerver, and was rather frightened. Yikes. I was so scared it cleared up my sinuses and ears for a bit. 'Til I calmed down.

Napoleon

State Motto: Georgia: We Put The "Fun" In Fundamentalist Extremism
Music: Harry Chapin - Six String Orchestra

Thank you everyone for participating in my survery. All 8 of you haha. Oh well. Nice to know I have some readers out there :) Besides the obvious few who always comment, which I appreciate.

So apparently Napoleon Dynamite is one of the best movies ever. I have more people on my MSN buddy list quoting that movie for their screen names than I have ever seen with any other movie. Here are some exacmples:

• I like her bangs
• I caught you a delicioius bass
• Girls only want boys who have skills
• You have shocks...pegs...LUCKY!
• Tina! Come get some ham!
• Get your own tots!
• Your mom goes to college!

And that's all I have for that. Just goes to show...

Anyway, I have the worst head cold I've had in a long time (that I can remember, at least...I don't remember how bad my last one was. Could be comperable), and it just started last night while I was at work with a sore throat and has fully exploded into sinuses, congestion, can't breate, and if I can, it's only from one nostril...'til I roll over in bed, then it's the other nostril...

I want to die. Or find some medicine that works. Somebody help me.

Survey

I'm going to try something that my blog friend Jazz did just recently.

Everybody who stops at this blog, please, please leave me a comment, and tell me your name, where you are from, and how old you are. Everyone! Even if you're just stopping by here and don't regularly read my blog. I'd really appreciate it.

I'm going to leave this up at the top for as long as possible, meaning I won't be posting about my boring life for a while, but please, I thought what she did was really interesting, and I'd like to find out the same thing.

Thank you everyone!

plastic surgery

State Motto: Florida: Ask Us About Our Grandkids

The reason I watch plastic surgery compulsively on television is a reminder as to why I would never get my nose done, get my boobs done, or get liposuction of any kind. Just watching the pain that people go through afterwards, and how uncomfortable they are, and what can go wrong during and after the procedure just makes me squeamish.

It's really freaking cold outside. Negative 34 degrees today with the windchill. Don't go outside with your hair wet because it will freeze and break off. I'd cry. I've been growing my hair out for over a year.

Sis and I are going to Deadwood for her birthday in a month, gonna go drink, gamble, and get sisterly tattoos. Should be fun. I've been wanting to get mine on my foot for the longest time, but now I'm thinking that February's not the best time to get a foot tattoo, as I will have to wear socks and sneakers all the time when I'm at work...open-toed shoes are not allowed.

We had some little older (40s) man come racing into the store just as we were closing because he just had to have condoms. Oh. My. God. Racing into the store. Racing into my line. Gross.

good times

State Motto: Delaware: We Really Do Like The Chemicals In Our Water
Music: Kim Jong Il - I'm So Ronery

I like to make Wes uncomfortable when we're in public together by holding his hand when we're sitting at the dinner table, playing with his hair, and trying to sit really close to him. He always gets disgusted and says, "I don't want to be that couple." Y'know...the disgustingly clingy couple who are always doing shit like that. It's a lot of fun.
*EDIT* I also like to slather up my lips with chapstick and kiss him 'cause he HATES that...and refuses to wear chapstick for some reason. Tee hee.


Butter Lover's popcorn is too buttery, but the Light Butter popcorn is not buttery enough and the kernals don't pop up nice and big and fluffy. *Sigh* But at least now I know I need to just get Butter flavored.

The electronics manager from Wal*Mart, who I got to talk to while waiting in line to fill out the application, stopped into Kmart last night while I was putting away CDs. She was comparison shopping in our store and was "undercover" haha. Made me giggle. She said (in very hushed tones) that she was going to keep an eye on my application, as they'd start hiring in the next month or so. YAY! I think that's a really good sign.

Also, I have US History, then US Government back to back, MWF this semester. I don't retain this information well, and my Gov't teacher has this weird accent that I can't place. Sometimes it sounds British, sometimes it sounds Indian. So that will be interesting. Especially when he talks fast. Yipes. Wish me luck!

Read the fine print

State Motto: Connecticut: Like Massachusetts, Only The Kennedy's Don't Own It Yet
Music: Steve Winwood - The Finer Things

First day of classes! You'd think I'd be excited, but really, I'm not. Or maybe you'd think I'd not be excited, and then you'd be right.

Health class today. Showed up about 20 minutes early 'cause I didn't know how long it was going to take me to get to the Young Center, as it's on the opposite end of the campus. No one's in the classroom. No biggie, it's still really early. By 15 minutes 'til, 10 minutes, and 5 minutes, there's still no one.

A guy shows up, but then realizes his health class is on Mondays and that he's late for lab. Whoops. A girl shows up, and by now it's passed the time that class should have started. Something's wrong. Maybe they cancelled it for the first week of school? Dunno. We go find the teacher in her office, and she tells us that this section of the class doesn't start 'til March 29th because it's only a 1 credit class, but meets twice a week for an hour each time. Duh. The dates are even on my schedule I have made up. Gah. Oh well. That was my only class on TTHs, so now I have those days off. I might tell work that I picked up a class Tuesdays nights so I can have them off and watch Scrubs 'cause Dad stole my VCR and I can't record it now.

Sweet. Tuesdays and Thursdays off for 3 months. This is gonna rule. And I won't have to work 'til at least 1:30pm those days. Sleeping in, here I come!!

more snow

State Motto: Colorado: If You Don't Ski, Don't Bother
Music: Cafe' Del Mar - Music for a Found Harmonium

Been watching Napoleon Dynamite a lot. I need to buy it when I have some money. And new sheets, a new hands-free thing for my cell phone, and I think some baking soda for my fridge 'cause it's smelly, oddly enough.

We got a buttload of snow last night, at least three inches (that's a lot when you haven't really gotten any snow at all this season), and by almost 6am when I was on my way to work this morning, they STILL had not plowed them. Apparently, Spearfish doesn't believe in getting ahead of the snow...they wait 'til it stops completely before they start plowing it. How frustrating. And it was pure ice underneath because yesterday we got a chinook wind that warmed everything up and melted most of the snow we had, leaving the roads wet, and then they froze. So that was fun.

I spilled Windex all over myself at work yesterday. Today I put together patio furniture all day long. Using only an allen wrench and some weird fakey wrench, I put together 12 chairs, a table, a bar, and a footrest or two. Now that's talent.

Jill stopped by to say "hi" today while her boyfriend was helping his friend move from the apartment that's across the parking lot from mine, so that was fun. We haven't seen each other in a while, but we have Philosophy together, so every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday we shall see each other at 11am sharp. Yay! Still sad she's moving to North Dakota next year. Of all places.

Anywho, since Jill had me get out my guitar so she could see it and try to play it, I think I'll practice up on it. I realized while showing her my few skills that I'd forgotten where things go, so I'm gonna just start from the beginning and do a quick run through of the notes 'n stuff. But after this song.

kinda weird

State Motto: California: By 30, Our Women Have More Plastic Than Your Honda

Went into Wal*Mart yesterday to sit at the little Hiring Center (a little computer where you put all your application information into, instead of doing it on paper), and after getting deeper into it, I realized I didn't remember minute details of past jobs, such as addresses, pay rates, or when I worked there. So I left and came back today, as I had to do some shopping, anyway. I wander back to the rear of the store, and there's a guy sitting at the computer typing away. So I wander around the store for a while, finding a cute bedsheet set that I think I'm going to buy with my next paycheck, and I think I'm going to buy a Beta fish, too, I found a really pretty purple one in the pet section.

Anyway...so I wander around the store some more, checking back on the guy every few minutes. Then I notice that there's an adult couple kinda lurking around behind the guy at the computer. An employee asks if they need help at Layaway ('cause that's where the computer is located), but they say, "No, we're just going to fill out an application when he's done."

Crap. I didn't stick close enough to him. So I buy my crap and leave, but come back a couple hours later. There's a girl at the computer. Damnit! I decide I'm not going to let someone else get in front of me like last time, so I linger around behind her, waiting for her to finish. Many employees ask me if I need help at Layaway.

One of them happens to be a manager, and when I tell her I'm waiting for the computer to open up, she asks me if I have a lot of experience in retail, and I told her I am actually working at Kmart right now, but looking to move out of there because I don't like the way the store is run and how the managers do things, and that there aren't enough employees and it's very frustrating that when Levi goes on break, I have to cover Electronics, Toys, Pantry, Hard Home, Sporting Goods, Automotive, Layaway, and Health and Beauty. Grrr.

She gave me a sympathetic smile, like she knew what I was talking about because I guess a lot of people from Kmart move over to Wal*Mart, anyway. Then I told her that my little sister worked at the Wal*Mart in Gillette, and she asked who my sister was, and I told her, and she knew exactly who it was. I told her Ashley said that she loved working at Wal*Mart and that I really should work there. So Shelly, the manager had me follow her to Electronics, since that's where I'd like to work, to talk to the Electronics manager, since the other girl was still on the computer.

Electronics manager wasn't there, but I got to talk to her a little later, and there's going to be a big hiring spree in the next 2-4 weeks because of the Super Wal*Mart that's moving in on the other side of the interstate from Kmart. So chances are good that I'll get a job there and I won't be working at Kmart in the next month, which makes me really happy. I called my sister to tell her about it, and she was really excited for me.

Anyway, I just thought it was a strange coincidence that one of my sister's old managers works at the Wal*Mart here and that I ran into her (on my third trip in 2 days)...

don't i feel silly...

So. I am still a productive member of society. I received a call at 8:14am, waking me from a peaceful sleep. 'Twas a manager, asking if I was coming into work today...since I was supposed to be there about 14 minutes ago. Shit. I explained that I'd gone in last night to see when I worked today...couldn't find my name on the schedule, so I thought I didn't have a job anymore. She went out and checked...my name was on there. I checked when I got to Kmart. My name was on there. I think someone did the ol' switcheroo trick on me.

So I was an hour late, and no one said anything. It was nice.

Then when I got home from work today, something was different about my apartment. Then I figured it out. The huge, shining, practically glowing brand new refridgerator. From Fridgidaire. Brand spankin' new. It's fantastic. They put all my stuff back in the new fridge, except the milk, which they threw out. And they left some juice sitting on the floor for some reason...anyway...

Found some stuff in some weird places. The air freshener that was on the top of the fridge was sitting in my pantry closet next to the popcorn, keeping it smelling like a Hawaiian Garden...they didn't even put my magnets back on the fridge!

So I called my Mom 10 minutes before she was supposed to get off work and talked to her for 20 minutes. Whoops. But today was a good day. Finally.

now for a happy post

State Motto: Arkansas: Literacy Ain't Everything
Music: Napoleon Dynamite

Okay. Now that I've gotten my bitching out of the way for the time being...(being away from your blog for a week is hard!!) on to the good stuff!

Seeing Wes again was great. He'd lost a little weight, grown his hair out a bit, but was still the same obnoxious turd who's dearest to my heart. We didn't really do a whole lot, but Wes and I did go for a hike to Roan Mountain (I think...), and it was beautiful, to see the mountains in the distance, always this pretty blue color. I'll be sure to post a couple pictures on my photoblog.

Pretty much whenever Wes was at work, I stayed at the lake house and watched television, played Mario Kart on the Gamecube, or slept. I did a lot of sleeping during this trip for some reason. New Years wasn't anything special, as Wes had to work 'til 11pm, he got home at 11:30, and we made it to the bar to meet up with his friends about 10 minutes before the ball dropped. Neither of us really drink, but it seemed like wherever we were, Wes insisted that I get a five to seven dollar drink. Yikes. No, he wasn't trying to get me drunk or anything like that...I'm not sure why he insisted on me having a drink. Anyway. The ball dropped, happy new year, find a hotel room for a change.

And we played Trivial Pursuit a lot, too. He beat me every time, too. Damnit. And he always beat me bowling, even after he dropped a ball on his foot. Rawr.

New Years day was spent at a bar and grill watching the Tennessee Volunteers manhandle the other team...I think 35 to 7 was the final score. It was rediculous. But I did get a bright orange Tennessee Volunteers hoodie out of the deal. Lord knows I need more hoodies.

Rented Napoleon Dynamite one night. I wasn't sure if Wes would like it, but he'd heard about the movie from a friend of his who he worked with at Yellowstone a while back, and she talked it up pretty good, so he was excited to see it and really liked it. I loved it and thought it was hilarious. In fact, I rented it again tonight when I got back in town and just finished watching it...

Anyway, we got along great. The past visits have always had a few irritations here and there, whether it be someone annoying someone else, or money issues, or whatever. None of that really happened this time, and it was really nice. I think we're learning how to behave around eachother to get the best results...But then my last night came. We'd just gotten back from the movies and sat down to watch some TV. Immediately Wes turns it to ESPN and watches the end of the Orange Bowl and all the shit that goes after that. I run upstairs and start packing 'cause it's almost midnight and we have to be up at five in the morning. Then I hear him call his best friend and yak about the game some more. Then I go downstairs and sit next to him, hoping he'll get off the phone and turn the TV off. No such luck.

Grrr. One way to make me mad is to make me feel like I'm being ignored. Especially when I have to leave in 6 hours. So I pouted, he talked on the phone, then I yelled at him, then I pouted some more. Gah. It wasn't good. We got shit worked out and the rest of the night/morning was great. With a grand total of probably 2 hours of sleep before getting up to go to the airport, I'm a tired girl.

(I know both of these posts are rediculously long, but I can't seem to edit them...it all just comes out.) Oh, and I wish we had a Sonic here so I could get a Strawberry Limeade. Those freakin' rock.

here i am

State Motto: Arizona: But It's A Dry Heat
Music: Blue Flannel - Havin' A Bad Day

Well, today has to be one of the worst days that I can recollect. Had to leave Wes and Tennessee. That was really hard. I think the night before was harder, but I'll get to that later. Leaving Wes was awful. And only the tip of the iceburg to my terrible day.

I felt queasy all morning when I was packing my stuff up and when we were in the terminal, eating breakfast, and on the plane. I thought that eating would make the hurt in my stomach go away, but it didn't. Might have made it worse, actually. I don't know what it was. I was probably making myself sick over leaving, literally. And I'm not like that. On the first airplane back home, a 2-prop rattlebox of a plane, I had to sit straight up with my eyes closed, both fans blasting fully on me, and breathing deep. I seriously thought I was going to have to use a barf bag. How embarassing.

Everything else was fine airport-wise, 'til I got to my car and my house/apartment keys fell off my keychain into the snow. And it was below zero outside. Grr.

Stopped in at work to see what time I worked tomorrow since work was on my way to the apartment, and I needed to pick up some stuff, anyway. I toddle on back to the back of the building where the schedules are posted and look at this week's...Hmmm that's odd. Says I'm not available for the rest of the week. Oh well. I go to look at next week's schedule. And, hmmm...search for number 44, where are you? I know you're in numerical order...let's see, 28, 32, 36, 52...no 44. WTF?

Apparently I have been laid off. And no one bothered to tell me about it. So I'm pretty pissed off. I'm shaking, I'm so mad. I call my mother and use the "F" word. I never say that to her. I'm so mad, I'm yelling at my mother. Not at her, but I'm yelling nonetheless and she has to calm me down.

That's not what a good employer does. They don't just cut back all your hours until suddenly you're only working 6 hours a week and you quit on your own so they can avoid firing you or letting you go. They didn't even do that in my case, which I would have almost rather preferred. I immediately left the store and avoided talking to anyone, even just floor associates who weren't managers. I will call someone in the morning, ask when I work that day, and see what happens from there. If I'd talked to someone tonight, I would have blown up at them and started crying and made a huge scene of myself because when I talked to my mom on the phone, I did the exact same thing.

Then I get home. The fridge isn't working. I don't know what the hell is wrong with it. It keeps making noise like the cooler's trying to kick on, but it just doesn't sound right. I opened it up to get a Pepsie to go with my dinner and noticed that it wasn't cold. Then noticed that my fridge smelled really bad. Kinda like feet.

So there you have it. My shitty day to end a great 8 days off work. And apparently then some.