Tomorrow is my first final. It should be cake. I haven't even looked at the study guide for my final on Thursday, but our professor said we could have the front side of a sheet of paper (handwritten) with notes for the test, so that was nice of her. And she actually just gave us 10 questions, three of which we will answer for the final. Should be pretty easy.
My wrist started hurting again, from six years ago when it collapsed under my weight, so I've been having to wear my wrist brace at work. It's very clumsy, hard to hold on to things, and I've only been asked about a bazillion times "What happened to your arm?" "Oh, looks like you've got carpel tunnel syndrome." "Looks like someone took a fall." "Been out skiing?" But today should be better, at least all my co-workers know the story, and I'll only have to tell it to customers.
Mom said I should just tell people it was from lifting all the money (which isn't far from the truth, those racks of chips for poker are heavy and are I think what re-activated the soreness), but "skydiving injury" sounds cooler. And is more the truth :)
Aaron and I are going to have to rent and go to a LOT of movies over Christmas break to make up for everything we missed since school started this semester. And deep-clean the apartment; it really got neglected, as well. I can't wait for school to be out!!!
And I think that's about all the news I have, except I'm still not sure what to get Aaron for Christmas aside from gloves...he has video games, he doesn't really need anything for the kitchen, except a veggie peeler 'cause he doesn't like the one I have, and his parents are going to get us a coffee maker, which was one of my ideas. *shrug* A little help?
Monday, December 12, 2005
Thursday, December 08, 2005
it's almost time
On our last day of class in Human Relations, we had three presentations, the final ones, to sit through. class attendence was higher than last week becaue the weather was better, but the presentations were mediocre.
The first presentation was so hard to sit through, and as all presentations, it was an hour long. The topic was "cliques and stereotypes." The first part of the presentation was half an hour of a video created by the presentors, reiterating the same dull facts over and over again, without any real explination. Then we had to sit through another half an hour of them saying the same things over and over again (again!). Basically, they could have just shown us "Mean Girls" and we would have understood exactly what they were getting at.
The second group did their presentation on...something. Umm. I don't remember now, it was that unmemorable. Oh! Now I know. They did their presentation on racism. With a 10-15 minute Power Point presentation and talking, and then the rest of their presentation was fumbling around in the dark with the remote for the DVD player, showing us clips of "American History X" and explaining why these bits were racist, or this is how racism affects your family, or stuff like that. I almost fell asleep.
The third presentation was fun, with games that showed what it was like to be mentally impared by being drunk or high, so that was pretty good. I think we were all just ready to get out of there by the end.
ONE MORE DAY OF CLASSES!
The first presentation was so hard to sit through, and as all presentations, it was an hour long. The topic was "cliques and stereotypes." The first part of the presentation was half an hour of a video created by the presentors, reiterating the same dull facts over and over again, without any real explination. Then we had to sit through another half an hour of them saying the same things over and over again (again!). Basically, they could have just shown us "Mean Girls" and we would have understood exactly what they were getting at.
The second group did their presentation on...something. Umm. I don't remember now, it was that unmemorable. Oh! Now I know. They did their presentation on racism. With a 10-15 minute Power Point presentation and talking, and then the rest of their presentation was fumbling around in the dark with the remote for the DVD player, showing us clips of "American History X" and explaining why these bits were racist, or this is how racism affects your family, or stuff like that. I almost fell asleep.
The third presentation was fun, with games that showed what it was like to be mentally impared by being drunk or high, so that was pretty good. I think we were all just ready to get out of there by the end.
ONE MORE DAY OF CLASSES!
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
almost done...
Oh my goodness, I can't believe I have neglected my blog for THREE DAYS! I'm sorry blogging world!
Okay, not really, but it has been a while, so here's a quick update of life: It's been butt-freezing cold here the last week or so, along with high winds, blowing snow, and school cancellations. Awesome. Sure makes the drive to and from work fun! So far, no skidding, no deer, so good.
A customer at work who had been 86ed from the casino for sexual harassment of the staff has been allowed back into the casino. Great. I don't know if he'll be back, 'cause that's a little embarassing, but still...
Aaron and I have neglected the dishes since the day before Thanksgiving. So for two weeks the dishes had been piling up, and up, and up. Eight bowls, eight lunch plates, seven dinner plates (I broke one a while bac, whoops), a set of silverware, serving spoons, measuring cups/spoons, pots, pans, skillets, the whole works. Oh. My. Goodness. Took about four or five sinkloads to get it all done.
ONE WEEK 'TIL SCHOOL IS OUT.
Two more regular classes, then two finals. Aaaaaaand DONE.
And that's about it for now...almost time for "Lost."
Okay, not really, but it has been a while, so here's a quick update of life: It's been butt-freezing cold here the last week or so, along with high winds, blowing snow, and school cancellations. Awesome. Sure makes the drive to and from work fun! So far, no skidding, no deer, so good.
A customer at work who had been 86ed from the casino for sexual harassment of the staff has been allowed back into the casino. Great. I don't know if he'll be back, 'cause that's a little embarassing, but still...
Aaron and I have neglected the dishes since the day before Thanksgiving. So for two weeks the dishes had been piling up, and up, and up. Eight bowls, eight lunch plates, seven dinner plates (I broke one a while bac, whoops), a set of silverware, serving spoons, measuring cups/spoons, pots, pans, skillets, the whole works. Oh. My. Goodness. Took about four or five sinkloads to get it all done.
ONE WEEK 'TIL SCHOOL IS OUT.
Two more regular classes, then two finals. Aaaaaaand DONE.
And that's about it for now...almost time for "Lost."
Sunday, December 04, 2005
insert witty title here
Well yesterday was a pretty good day, despite being up at the butt-crack of dawn. I worked 'til 3:30, and made $50 in tips, which is excellent for a Saturday morning in the winter. My dad's shop was having their Christmas party in downtown Deadwood, so I hung around work until they got into town (which took a while, because their bus never showed up or "broke down", and they all had to drive themselves instead).
Quite a few of the employees all pitched in $50 each for a big grand total, got $5 tokens, and found a $5 machine, plinked in their coins, and played only the coins, kept the winnings. I think they each lost about $10. They did the same with a dollar machine, and probably lost about the same amount of money, again.
I found a $5 blackjack table at the Silverado and won $25 there, and then found another $5 table at the Midnight Star, and won another $40 there, for a grand total of $65 won. Go me.
Now, for a nap before I have to get productive! Bye!
Quite a few of the employees all pitched in $50 each for a big grand total, got $5 tokens, and found a $5 machine, plinked in their coins, and played only the coins, kept the winnings. I think they each lost about $10. They did the same with a dollar machine, and probably lost about the same amount of money, again.
I found a $5 blackjack table at the Silverado and won $25 there, and then found another $5 table at the Midnight Star, and won another $40 there, for a grand total of $65 won. Go me.
Now, for a nap before I have to get productive! Bye!
Friday, December 02, 2005
confusing work stuff, more school crap...great.
Alright, I said I'd post more about work and all that jazz, so here it comes:
Because my school schedule is going to change next semester (as all school schedules do, unless you are in K-12), my work schedule is going to have to change, as well. Only makes sense, right? Right. Well, I talked to my manager about it almost a month ago, which is MONTHS in advance from the actual start of next semester (January 17th, to be exact), so that we could get some stuff figured out and make up a schedule and try to keep me with the same amount of hours as I am currently getting. Well, he worked something up, we edited it a little bit, and then came up with something we bought thought would work out well for me.
Now, the only problem is to present it to the other four people who work in the cage with me. As I am the only person working in the cage who is going to school, this shouldn't really be a problem, right? Wrong.
Everyone was okay with it, except Machelle. She was very lucky from day one to start working at 7:30am to 3:30pm every Monday through Friday. Nobody in gaming gets those kind of hours, and yet somehow, she did. But with this new schedule for next semester, she's going to have to give up her weekends for Thursday and Friday (I'm really not sure how that works out, since I will only be working Swing shifts, and she only works Day shifts, so I'm not actually taking over any of her shifts...). Anyway, I guess our manager told her it was only going to go into April, but school actually ends May 12th, almost two weeks later, so she's upset about that right off the bat.
Anyway, it's dumb, so I'm going to try to talk to our manager about changing the schedule back to normal as soon as school is out for me (but it'll only be for 4 months during the summer, 'cause when I do my student teaching, it's going to be the same block of hours that i'll be working again).
I don't know. I just hope it works out.
And now for school: I'm getting rationales done for my classes for this semester, but I'm still going to have to work on rationales for classes in the previous semesters. That's going to be the hard part, 'cause they were from so long ago, I hardly remember the assignment.
My computer teacher piled on a ton of crap right before finals week (the week after next), so I've been trying to get that done. We have 2 assignments due on Monday, something on Friday, a final project that's going to take forever because it's incorporating almost everything we've learned all semester, AND a final test. Fortunately, she's allowing us to turn in the final project AFTER the final test, and after all our other classes final projects are due, as well, so that was nice of her.
Urg. It's been cold as all get-out here lately. I think the high was 9* today. *Shiver*
Because my school schedule is going to change next semester (as all school schedules do, unless you are in K-12), my work schedule is going to have to change, as well. Only makes sense, right? Right. Well, I talked to my manager about it almost a month ago, which is MONTHS in advance from the actual start of next semester (January 17th, to be exact), so that we could get some stuff figured out and make up a schedule and try to keep me with the same amount of hours as I am currently getting. Well, he worked something up, we edited it a little bit, and then came up with something we bought thought would work out well for me.
Now, the only problem is to present it to the other four people who work in the cage with me. As I am the only person working in the cage who is going to school, this shouldn't really be a problem, right? Wrong.
Everyone was okay with it, except Machelle. She was very lucky from day one to start working at 7:30am to 3:30pm every Monday through Friday. Nobody in gaming gets those kind of hours, and yet somehow, she did. But with this new schedule for next semester, she's going to have to give up her weekends for Thursday and Friday (I'm really not sure how that works out, since I will only be working Swing shifts, and she only works Day shifts, so I'm not actually taking over any of her shifts...). Anyway, I guess our manager told her it was only going to go into April, but school actually ends May 12th, almost two weeks later, so she's upset about that right off the bat.
Anyway, it's dumb, so I'm going to try to talk to our manager about changing the schedule back to normal as soon as school is out for me (but it'll only be for 4 months during the summer, 'cause when I do my student teaching, it's going to be the same block of hours that i'll be working again).
I don't know. I just hope it works out.
And now for school: I'm getting rationales done for my classes for this semester, but I'm still going to have to work on rationales for classes in the previous semesters. That's going to be the hard part, 'cause they were from so long ago, I hardly remember the assignment.
My computer teacher piled on a ton of crap right before finals week (the week after next), so I've been trying to get that done. We have 2 assignments due on Monday, something on Friday, a final project that's going to take forever because it's incorporating almost everything we've learned all semester, AND a final test. Fortunately, she's allowing us to turn in the final project AFTER the final test, and after all our other classes final projects are due, as well, so that was nice of her.
Urg. It's been cold as all get-out here lately. I think the high was 9* today. *Shiver*
Thursday, December 01, 2005
school is almost over. thank goodness.
Okay. I don't know if I've explained the Interdisciplinary Unit or not we're doing for our Middle Level Methods class, so here's a quick overview: Four people to a group. Each person has a subject (Math, Science, Social Studies, Language Arts). Each group is to come up with a theme or unit that all these subjects can cover. We do Astronomy. We meet only in class. The group discusses and decides to email eachother outside of class with our ideas by a certain date (November 22nd, the day before Thanksgiving, to be exact). I email mine a few days early to every member of our group. I don't hear anything from anyone in our group. A couple days ago, I get an email from a member, saying she is snowed in on the other side of the state. Then I get an email from another member today, 5 hours before class, saying, "I haven't heard from So and So yet, now what?"
Well, shit, I don't know. So and So was the member who was the most gung-ho about the entire thing, and yet whenever she came to class, she never had any ideas for her own subject area, just everyone else's. It is now an hour and a half before class starts. We're going to try to meet an hour before class and get shit figured out. Well, I know two of the four of us are going to meet before class, I don't know if the other two are even going to get the email and show up.
This is stupid because this is a group project. If one person doesn't pull their weight, the rest of us are screwed. So that's great. I freakin' hate group projects unless it's a partner thing and there are only two of you. Less people to depend on, basically.
Also, my Computer teacher keeps giving us assignments. One due tomorrow, one due Monday, we have a final project she's going to talk about tomorrow, plus we have our final. There is only a week and a half of school left until finals! Our final project is due AFTER we take our final test! She didn't do a very good job of putting everything together, since now we have all this extra stuff due at the very end, and she let us out of class early so many times, gave us tons of "Work Days" and crap like that, and now we have all this crap due at the very end. Grr.
One more thing. 8am yesterday morning: *Bam Bam Bam!* *Ding Dong, Ding Dong* *Bam Bam Bam!* *Ding Dong, Ding Dong* WTF! It's something important, otherwise they wouldn't have kept knocking on the door and ringing the doorbell. Aaron and I are both sound asleep when this happens, wake up, fumble around for our glasses, race to the door, open it to find the landlord. "You guys haven't smelled anything weird in your apartment, have you?" he asks. "No," we reply, "I think it's the heater out in the hallway." "Oh, okay," he says, and leaves.
The heater in the hallway, for some background information, has been running on a fairly high level to keep the entryway warm, as it's been below freezing every day for the last 4-5 days. And out in the hallway it smells like a combination of gasoline and oil. All the time. The smell, however, is strongest by our door, and the door of the boiler room, not by the heater. So I guess he was just making sure we weren't going to die due to gas inhalation. Which was nice of him to care, but it still smells like that in the hallway. We're not sure where it's coming from, and apparently, neither is he, because he shut off the heater, and it still smells like that. I bet it's coming from the boiler room, which shares a wall with our kitchen and the computer room. Hope nothing blows up. If it does, I have renter's insurance, however.
Such stress! I'll blog more later, about work and hours getting switched around and people not happy about it, but this post is plenty long without all of that.
Well, shit, I don't know. So and So was the member who was the most gung-ho about the entire thing, and yet whenever she came to class, she never had any ideas for her own subject area, just everyone else's. It is now an hour and a half before class starts. We're going to try to meet an hour before class and get shit figured out. Well, I know two of the four of us are going to meet before class, I don't know if the other two are even going to get the email and show up.
This is stupid because this is a group project. If one person doesn't pull their weight, the rest of us are screwed. So that's great. I freakin' hate group projects unless it's a partner thing and there are only two of you. Less people to depend on, basically.
Also, my Computer teacher keeps giving us assignments. One due tomorrow, one due Monday, we have a final project she's going to talk about tomorrow, plus we have our final. There is only a week and a half of school left until finals! Our final project is due AFTER we take our final test! She didn't do a very good job of putting everything together, since now we have all this extra stuff due at the very end, and she let us out of class early so many times, gave us tons of "Work Days" and crap like that, and now we have all this crap due at the very end. Grr.
One more thing. 8am yesterday morning: *Bam Bam Bam!* *Ding Dong, Ding Dong* *Bam Bam Bam!* *Ding Dong, Ding Dong* WTF! It's something important, otherwise they wouldn't have kept knocking on the door and ringing the doorbell. Aaron and I are both sound asleep when this happens, wake up, fumble around for our glasses, race to the door, open it to find the landlord. "You guys haven't smelled anything weird in your apartment, have you?" he asks. "No," we reply, "I think it's the heater out in the hallway." "Oh, okay," he says, and leaves.
The heater in the hallway, for some background information, has been running on a fairly high level to keep the entryway warm, as it's been below freezing every day for the last 4-5 days. And out in the hallway it smells like a combination of gasoline and oil. All the time. The smell, however, is strongest by our door, and the door of the boiler room, not by the heater. So I guess he was just making sure we weren't going to die due to gas inhalation. Which was nice of him to care, but it still smells like that in the hallway. We're not sure where it's coming from, and apparently, neither is he, because he shut off the heater, and it still smells like that. I bet it's coming from the boiler room, which shares a wall with our kitchen and the computer room. Hope nothing blows up. If it does, I have renter's insurance, however.
Such stress! I'll blog more later, about work and hours getting switched around and people not happy about it, but this post is plenty long without all of that.
Monday, November 28, 2005
find your spot dot com
According to Find Your Spot, I should live in these cities:
- Eugene, Oregon
- Corvallis, Oregon
- Little Rock, Arkansas
- Las Cruces, New Mexico
- Norfolk, Virginia
- Olympia, Washington
- Portland, Oregon
- Salem, Oregon
- Las Vegas, Nevada
- Tacoma, Washington
- St. George, Utah
- Hampton, Virginia
- Alexandria, Louisiana
- Bellingham, Washington
- Phoenix, Arizona
- Shreveport-Bossier City, Louisiana
- Kent, Washington
- Rocky Mount-Stony Creek, North Carolina
- Monroe, Louisiana
- Seattle, Washington
- Greenville, North Carolina
- Hickory, North Carolina
- Augusta, Georgia
- Chesapeake-Virginia Beach, Virginia
Friday, November 25, 2005
turkey day
Well, our turkey day was lacking a turkey, but that's okay, I had some the day before at Henry's, and my family isn't that fond of turkey, anyway.
To start, Aaron and I woke up at the butt crack of dawn (okay, 9am), packed up some stuff, took his parents some potatoes for their Thanksgiving, filled up the car, and headed to Wyoming around 10am. About the last 20 miles or so, Aaron started getting antsy after he realized he'd brought his PSP with no game in it, and the sunlight wasn't doing much for his playing DS, either. Antsy passengers don't mix well with drivers, but after a little bit of hollering at him, he calmed down. We arrived at my parents' place about 20 after 11 that morning. I'd warned Aaron to bring something with long sleeves, as it is usually about 60* in the house most times. Well, since the oven had been on most of the morning, and it was about 60* outside, it was around 80* in the house with the windows open. At the end of November! Insanity.
We had a great lunch/dinner with pork roast, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, gravy, salad, and croisant rolls. Mmmm. Followed by a chocolate cheesecake made by Ashley, and a layered cheesecake/pumpkin pie made by Aaron and myself. Everything was very delicious.
While Mom watched the Broncos kick the Cowboys' butts, Aaron and I napped on the couch, waiting for 6:30 to arrive, as we were going to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, taking my sister with us. The movie was a lot of fun, but they left stuff out from the books (as usual), but it was still good.
After sleeping on an air mattress that is bigger than my own bed, we again awoke at the butt crack of dawn (this time it was 7:30!), to get ready to go to Rapid City for some "day after Thanksgiving" shopping. WAHOO. Mom, Dad, Ashley and I ate at the Mongolian Grill, which is fun to watch, and yummy to eat. We missed the "Wake up at the pre-butt crack of dawn" sales and it wasn't as crowded as I thought it would be. Ashley and I managed to find something for Mom, Dad, and eachother, but we still want to get them a little something else for Christmas.
I bought myself a new, small Playstation 2 and Guitar Hero (rawk!), which I have been playing ever since I got home, and my fingers are numb.
Now I'm home, Aaron's at work, and I'm tired as crap. I think I will read until I fall asleep, wake up when he gets home from work, and maybe find something to eat before I really go to bed.
I hope everyone else's Thanksgiving was as safe and uneventful as mine!
To start, Aaron and I woke up at the butt crack of dawn (okay, 9am), packed up some stuff, took his parents some potatoes for their Thanksgiving, filled up the car, and headed to Wyoming around 10am. About the last 20 miles or so, Aaron started getting antsy after he realized he'd brought his PSP with no game in it, and the sunlight wasn't doing much for his playing DS, either. Antsy passengers don't mix well with drivers, but after a little bit of hollering at him, he calmed down. We arrived at my parents' place about 20 after 11 that morning. I'd warned Aaron to bring something with long sleeves, as it is usually about 60* in the house most times. Well, since the oven had been on most of the morning, and it was about 60* outside, it was around 80* in the house with the windows open. At the end of November! Insanity.
We had a great lunch/dinner with pork roast, mashed potatoes, corn on the cob, gravy, salad, and croisant rolls. Mmmm. Followed by a chocolate cheesecake made by Ashley, and a layered cheesecake/pumpkin pie made by Aaron and myself. Everything was very delicious.
While Mom watched the Broncos kick the Cowboys' butts, Aaron and I napped on the couch, waiting for 6:30 to arrive, as we were going to see Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, taking my sister with us. The movie was a lot of fun, but they left stuff out from the books (as usual), but it was still good.
After sleeping on an air mattress that is bigger than my own bed, we again awoke at the butt crack of dawn (this time it was 7:30!), to get ready to go to Rapid City for some "day after Thanksgiving" shopping. WAHOO. Mom, Dad, Ashley and I ate at the Mongolian Grill, which is fun to watch, and yummy to eat. We missed the "Wake up at the pre-butt crack of dawn" sales and it wasn't as crowded as I thought it would be. Ashley and I managed to find something for Mom, Dad, and eachother, but we still want to get them a little something else for Christmas.
I bought myself a new, small Playstation 2 and Guitar Hero (rawk!), which I have been playing ever since I got home, and my fingers are numb.
Now I'm home, Aaron's at work, and I'm tired as crap. I think I will read until I fall asleep, wake up when he gets home from work, and maybe find something to eat before I really go to bed.
I hope everyone else's Thanksgiving was as safe and uneventful as mine!
Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Chirstmas list
Well, I thought this year I was going to have a hard time picking out something that I wanted for Christmas. That was until tonight.
Tonight was Henry's "Fiery Feast" that he held the night before Thanksgiving, knowing most everyone would be spending time with their families tomorrow. We watched "Conan the Barbarian" and MST3Kd it the whole time. It was great. For food stuffs, we had turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, some of the best dip ever (it had sour cream, cream cheese, sausage, and I still liked it), and Aaron made a cobbler (cooked fruit, gross). And then there was the PS2 and Guitar Hero. I am addicted.
So now I know what I want for Christmas: a Playstation 2 and Guitar Hero (and Dance Dance Revolution, if you're feeling generous).
So there you have it. My Christmas wish list.
Tonight was Henry's "Fiery Feast" that he held the night before Thanksgiving, knowing most everyone would be spending time with their families tomorrow. We watched "Conan the Barbarian" and MST3Kd it the whole time. It was great. For food stuffs, we had turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, some of the best dip ever (it had sour cream, cream cheese, sausage, and I still liked it), and Aaron made a cobbler (cooked fruit, gross). And then there was the PS2 and Guitar Hero. I am addicted.
So now I know what I want for Christmas: a Playstation 2 and Guitar Hero (and Dance Dance Revolution, if you're feeling generous).
So there you have it. My Christmas wish list.
Monday, November 21, 2005
cell phones, creepy old dudes, and my backyard.
Are you one of those people, who as soon as you are out of class, off the airplane, or done with work, your cell phone instantly becomes glued to your head?
No offense to any of you who are, but wow. As soon as I walk out of the classroom and into the hallway, I run into about 10,405,395,493 people who have their phones glued to their face, yakking away at nothing. The plane lands, and 40 people are calling their loved ones to let them know the plane has landed and they will be off of it in a few minutes.
It's just about the most annoying thing ever. I don't know why it bothers me so much, but I guess I try not to do that, because I think it looks silly.
On a different note, there is a customer at work who always says things like, "Oh, there's that beautiful girl who works here!" "Hi darling, how are you today?" "Oh, you have the most beautiful smile." Blah blah blah. At first it was creepy. Then it was okay, 'cause I figured he's just being nice. Then on Saturday he comes in, redeems his coupons, and he was kinda bundled up, so I asked if it was still cold outside (it was cold and slushy when I'd come into work a few hours earlier), and he said it wasn't too bad, and I mentioned how I was scared I was going to slip and fall on the slush this morning when I came into work.
He said, "If I was there and you fell, I'd be there to pick you up and carry you the rest of the way." I kinda smile and turn my back to do something in the cage, and he's still there talking, or something, and I said, "Oh, you'd probably hurt your back lugging me around," to which he replies, "Oh, honey, it'd be the best back strain of my life."
Creepy again. So yeah, I'm starting to not like seeing him come up to the window anymore. I'm glad I'm behind bars for the majority of my day at work.
Oh, another note, my dad has positioned a web cam to snap pictures of our back yard every 30 seconds. So. In case you might want to see what our back yard looks like, see if Smelly Cat or Nermal are sitting on the deck rails, or perhaps spot a deer grazing, check it out: Dad's Web Cam (Scroll Down).
No offense to any of you who are, but wow. As soon as I walk out of the classroom and into the hallway, I run into about 10,405,395,493 people who have their phones glued to their face, yakking away at nothing. The plane lands, and 40 people are calling their loved ones to let them know the plane has landed and they will be off of it in a few minutes.
It's just about the most annoying thing ever. I don't know why it bothers me so much, but I guess I try not to do that, because I think it looks silly.
On a different note, there is a customer at work who always says things like, "Oh, there's that beautiful girl who works here!" "Hi darling, how are you today?" "Oh, you have the most beautiful smile." Blah blah blah. At first it was creepy. Then it was okay, 'cause I figured he's just being nice. Then on Saturday he comes in, redeems his coupons, and he was kinda bundled up, so I asked if it was still cold outside (it was cold and slushy when I'd come into work a few hours earlier), and he said it wasn't too bad, and I mentioned how I was scared I was going to slip and fall on the slush this morning when I came into work.
He said, "If I was there and you fell, I'd be there to pick you up and carry you the rest of the way." I kinda smile and turn my back to do something in the cage, and he's still there talking, or something, and I said, "Oh, you'd probably hurt your back lugging me around," to which he replies, "Oh, honey, it'd be the best back strain of my life."
Creepy again. So yeah, I'm starting to not like seeing him come up to the window anymore. I'm glad I'm behind bars for the majority of my day at work.
Oh, another note, my dad has positioned a web cam to snap pictures of our back yard every 30 seconds. So. In case you might want to see what our back yard looks like, see if Smelly Cat or Nermal are sitting on the deck rails, or perhaps spot a deer grazing, check it out: Dad's Web Cam (Scroll Down).
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