Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Contemplation makes me sleepy.

I've had this blog open for almost 4 hours now, and I'm struggling with what to say. Several days ago, something was brought to my attention, that really brought my world to a screeching halt. It's nothing bad, really it's far from it, but it's just one of those things that really makes you think about what you're doing with your life, and are you really going anywhere. So I've kind of been contemplating my life and my choices, and what I want to do with all this craziness. I do know, that I must move on. And wherever that takes me, I shall be there. Until then, bare with me.

Today was rather uneventful, or should I say yesterday. I had lunch with the brother, watched the alternate endings to Little Miss Sunshine, and decided that maybe since nothing was going down, take a tiny nap. Ha, that turned into a long ass nap. I can't keep sleeping my life away. Maybe I should learn to sleep at normal hours. But yeah, that's not happening, as you can see.

The cat's doing something crazy. I must run....

later.

Monday, January 29, 2007

I'm super Freaky.

Nothing beats that feeling when you use a new shampoo. I was brave today, and thought, why the hell not? Let's be different, let's be bold. Let's change my shampoo. I'm such the risk taker...

I finally got around to watching Little Miss Sunshine. I'm so glad so many people hounded me until I watched it. It's brilliantly funny, and when they leave poor Olive at the gas station and had to come back and get her, I laughed like crazy. And whose grandpa is addicted to heroine? Anyone? So wild. "Have sex with lots of women. Not just one!" HAHA. Nothing beats the ending, and her talent, for the beauty pagent Olive is in. Seriously, if you haven't watched this movie, watch it now. Drop everything. NOW!

Okay, so I thought I could update, but all of a sudden, I'm about to fall asleep. I shall try and write more later. Until then, peace out.

*Seriously, I think the reason I could love this movie so much, is Olive reminds me of myself. I think I even wore outfits like that. In fact I know I did. Thank God for lack of picture taking in the 80's. Oh wow. *

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Somewhere, a trailer park is missing their trash.

Middle America is so deliciously white trash. It's rather funny to witness two very grown men, almost beat the shit out of each other in line at Walmart. And it's not like it was really a good reason to fight. The cashier pissed off this guy. She was basically doing her job. He precedes to yell, because he's paranoid, and well she ignores him, like we all do. He doesn't find this amusing. He starts he tirade. Another man, who should have kept his mouth shut, tries to save the damsel in distress. Angry man is not pleased. Tells hero, to shut his and I quote, "fucking pie hole", and takes a few steps towards the hero. Hero grabs a divider, and tells the man to bring it on. I stand in the background, wondering why he chose a plastic divider as a weapon. His hostility with this piece of plastic makes me erupt into a fit of laughter. You should have seen this tiny man trying to pull such a stunt. He's no Chuck. But props for trying.

15 minutes prior to this. Crazy Meth lady. Let's just say, she was CRAZY.

I always love talking politics to random Texans. And what a breath of fresh air when they're democrats. This guy and I proceeded to talk about recycling, what a moron W is, and well how excited we were that Hilary announced (well more him! Like I've never known a man to even like Hilary. Dad used to have a friend, that had this Hilary doll hanging from a nuse in his basement. Sorry for the tangent. I'm sure you needed to know this.) her candidacy for the presidency. He's more Barrack. Which is another amazing hopeful too. I think we pissed off the republican behind him. I'm so ready for 2008! Which reminds me. I need to watch the state of the union. Yes, I tivo'd that nonsense. I need to know what bullshit he spewed tonight. Must make fun, or weep for our nation.

I've rediscovered my love for gatorade. That is all.

Peace out.

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Get over yourself.

Here's my thing. I think that private blogs, livejournals, whatever, are stupid. I think it's pathetic, that you can't be yourself in front of anyone and everyone that happens to lay eyes on your journal. I realize that yes, these are your private thoughts, but fuck, you put in on the internet. If you're trying to hide something, the internet is not the place to put these thoughts. Stop trying to be all dramatic, by trying to hide your shit. If you feel the need to keep people out, you shouldn't be posting on the internet. Period. Chances are we don't want to read your sob stories anyway.

That's why, I'm here. I don't care what you are anyone else sees. I have my more private journal, that harbors my more intimate thoughts. But for the most part, I don't hold back. I think by screening your readers, you're not letting other's see who you are. You're not allowing yourself to touch someone, that might be affected by your writing. I think it's pathetic, and and even louder cry for attention.

...rant over.

Blaim Lorna. She casually mentioned Janice Dickinson's reality tv show the other night, and that I should watch it. I tivo'd. And now I'm hooked. I watched all the eppy's back to back that had been taped, and now I'm like, when's the new eppy gonna be on. She's constantly making me laugh, and I just think she's real. She doesn't put on this face. She is what you see. And I like that in people. People that can be themselves, no matter what the situation is. She's Janice, through and through. Ain't nothing wrong with that...

Oh snap. I just realized it's almost 5 am. I must get some sleep. Later loves.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

LoZanne/Shidox, does it matter?

DHSloveME: so I guess farah is leaving the show
DHSloveME: she posted saying she would post in 2 weeks after her last day
BeIIeDoc24: ya i saw that!
DHSloveME: Which ha ha...I'm glad about
BeIIeDoc24: ya over her
DHSloveME: I bet her bff deidre cried all week when she heard the news
BeIIeDoc24: lol so many tears
DHSloveME: of joy.
DHSloveME: lol
BeIIeDoc24: she'll sing oh happy day
DHSloveME: nooooo
BeIIeDoc24: and of course the ever favorite
BeIIeDoc24: Shine Jesus Shine
DHSloveME: Shine jesus shine
DHSloveME: lol
BeIIeDoc24: lol

Friday, January 19, 2007

Did the condom break? Or are you just that stupid?

Sometimes, I really despise my brain, and my thoughts. I look around at screaming kids and I think to myself, "You know Zee, I understand why they find children in dumpsters. Better yet, I totally understand abortion." Call me cynical, call me a murderer. But some people just shouldn't be parents. Plain and Simple.

First of all. Children hate me. Well most of them. And well, I hate most children. Yesterday at work, I accidentally hit this little girl, after I repeatedly asked her to please step back from the bag carousel, while I was waiting on her mother. I not only hit her, I successfully hooked her mouth. Which sent her screaming to her mother. I felt bad, but hell, how many times did I tell her to move, that she was gonna get hit? It's her own damn fault. Luckily her mother wasn't mad. Though the little girl sent me "I'm going to hell" glares. Similar to those I received at a certain seminar. But oh well.

So today. As I was standing there, nearing the end of my shift. I saw from the corner of my eye, this little boy, swinging this bag around, like he's going to rope someone. I went to scan something from someone's cart, and out of nowhere this kid hits the back of my knees with this bag, almost knocking me to the ground. I watch in slow motion as the people around me are like, "Do we laugh? Is she okay?" I turn, look straight at the little boy, restrain most of my anger, and yell, "JESUS CHRIST!" If I hadn't seen him before, I probably would have backhanded him, thinking someone was trying to attack me. Karma sure does kick you in the ass sometimes. I take out some kid, another tries to take me out. Oh the joys of my job.

So speaking of work. It seems as though someone has discovered my myspace page. And like the good old fashioned rumor mill, so has everyone else. I've kept my page a secret for close to a year now. Why now? I don't want all those people knowing things about me. I'm not big on befriending co-workers. Though, I do hang out with a few. I just find it weird. It's kind of weird though, that someone was like oh let's look for Suzanne. New stalkers. AHHHHH!

I wish it was warm outside. I miss the sunshine. But until then, I'll hog all the quilts and snuggle in bed, until I'm forced to get up, and face all this craziness.

Sorry I was such a bitch today. There was really no excuse for it. Peace out.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

My very own Carl Cheney.

Dear Douche "crazy ass fucktard of a stalker" Bag,
If you're gonna stalk, at least do it right. Seriously, you had all the chances in the world to save your fucked up marriage when you were married. You lost. You were never good enough for her, and well I hope life just kicks your ass, because you deserve nothing but the worst. Go fuck your sleazy sluts, and leave us the fuck alone. We were always better off without your sorry ass. I guess you'll never learn. Karma sure is a bitch.
With much love,
The awesomeness that is Zee.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

I can't help myself...

Awe. Myspace pic. So cliche...

American Idol is back with a vengeance. Paula Abdul needs to drop everything, and join AA or something. She's messed up. You know something's up when your local TV station does and interview with her and questions her sobriety. They wouldn't even show the full interview. Stop making excuses. It's always the first sign. She's only going to keep making an ass out of herself. Been there, done that. Help doesn't make you weak. It only makes you stronger. Okay, enough of that.

Lorna. Always making me laugh.

DHSloveME: CC tried to tell me the blazer matched today
BeIIeDoc24: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT
BeIIeDoc24: it did not match
BeIIeDoc24: shit
BeIIeDoc24: it matched the skirt of the poor school girl she jacked the blazer from
BeIIeDoc24: harry potter's classmate
DHSloveME: lol
BeIIeDoc24: dude
BeIIeDoc24: foreals tho
BeIIeDoc24: since im starting fashion classes
DHSloveME: I shall
BeIIeDoc24: im gonna dedicate my hardwork to [her]
BeIIeDoc24: i'll have intro to fashion
DHSloveME: Okay...why does Janice always have her mouth like wide open...
BeIIeDoc24: and the other one is fashion for the individual IE how to dress someone
BeIIeDoc24: YESSSS


BeIIeDoc24: im convinced for some odd reason
BeIIeDoc24: that jack nicholson and deidre should date
BeIIeDoc24: i dont know why
BeIIeDoc24: lol
DHSloveME: ewww
BeIIeDoc24: lol dude i cant even explain it
DHSloveME: that's just wrong.
BeIIeDoc24: i mean i love jack, but its more for like status that i want her to date him ahaha
DHSloveME: lol
DHSloveME: she would be in the spotlight for sure.
DHSloveME: another hottie on his arm.
BeIIeDoc24: i think she could charm his ass off

(We never shut up, by the way.)

DHSloveME: Awe. Simply the Best just came on...
DHSloveME: It must be a sign.
BeIIeDoc24: ahahahaha
BeIIeDoc24: such timing
DHSloveME: she's probably preparing for bed as we speak, listening to this, swinging her hair around, dancing with a tooth brush, playing the air guitar.
BeIIeDoc24: lol dee playing air guitar
DHSloveME: ohhhh goodtimes.
BeIIeDoc24: ahaha
DHSloveME: with the plaid blazer...
DHSloveME: with her thigh high white socks
BeIIeDoc24: loaferssssssss

Let's see. I think I'll eat me a burrito. It just occurred to me, that I skipped dinner. Kind of hungry. And I really should shower. I'm pretty sure I'm beginning to stink. I really don't care. Not like I really have to be anywhere in the next 24 hours. The weather is still bad. And well I hate it. Why can't the weather be nice when I'm off? Better yet, why can't it be warm?

I think I'll catch up on tivo, what better time to do that, than now at 1:45 in the morning? Gotta do it sometime, before it erases my shit. Until then....Love you all. (yes, even you.)

Not too shabby.

Testriffic IQ test

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Darlene Conley :(

If I had to choose a list of favorite all time soap characters/stars, Sally Spectra/Darlene Conley would definitely be on that list. Darlene Conley had this stage presence that made you love her and her character. When I watched B&B she always had me in a fit of laughter. She played this amazing character, bringing out these characteristics, that only she could. Darlene played arguably one of the greatest characters in daytime. I'm sad that she's passed. She will be sorely missed.

July 18, 1934-January 14, 2007

"If I get in your face and I'm giving you a hard time, all you have to do is come back at me, and I'm fine. I don't hold grudges."

Monday, January 15, 2007

Dream.

I can't end the day without honoring one of the most influencial men, that ever stepped foot onto this planet. Without his wisdom, just exactly where would we be today?


Martin Luther King, Jr.
January 15, 1929-April 4, 1968

"Like an unchecked cancer, hate corrodes the personality and eats away its vital unity. Hate destroys a man's sense of values and his objectivity. It causes him to describe the beautiful as ugly and the ugly as beautiful, and to confuse the true with the false and the false with the true."

Gross I tell you. Gross.

I hate doing this. But for now, I have to. Until further notice, my mom's douche bag ex has been stalking my myspace, so I've been inclined to make it private. Because well, he makes me sick. And I don't like knowing he's watching my every move. We had our beef, we had our fights, and I want to leave it at that. I'm really open about my life, and what goes down. But I can't have him looking at my shit. I don't normally care. Hell I could have kept several people from looking at my profile. But I haven't. But, it's the first time I've ever felt sickened by someone knowing what I do. I hope you all understand. I hate this, and it really sucks. You don't know how much it pains me to censor myself. And well that is that.

I heart Tammy.

DHSloveME: [link]
DHSloveME: that shall be his ugly ass
DHSloveME: I think I shall be sick
TammySue325: im not big on red headed men lol

Did I mention that Peter Reckell has roaming eyes? Voyeur. Ask and you shall receive.

DHSloveME: he's got a big ole smile on his face
CShacole:
Daddy prolly grabbing mama's ass
DHSloveME:
that's what I'm saying
DHSloveME:
lol

So I dealt with the cunt of all cunts today. Let's just say, I'm always right...and well, shut the fuck up. Seriously.

Okay. Borat just won an award for something. WTF? It's seriously been a crazy day. Like ice? It's Texas. Not Alaska. I can't deal with all this cold weather. My toes are cold, and I want to just curl up and be lazy for the rest of my life. I can't take icy weather. And driving in it? Not on your life. Texas drivers can't drive in normal weather conditions. Fuck ice.

I just read that Darlene Conley died. Sally Spectra, is seriously one the of the greatest soap roles ever created. Now I'm all sad.

What a day. Later loves.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

I love these girls.

DHSloveME: well eye surgery must be cheap
DHSloveME: or she sold Tully
MELIMAE1030: it must be
MELIMAE1030: i must look into it
MELIMAE1030: LOL TULLY
DHSloveME: I mean his jersey...
DHSloveME: not Tullu
DHSloveME: Tully*
DHSloveME: BAHA.

CShacole: Lmaoooooooooooooooooooo
CShacole: Yall stupid
CShacole: She sold some v jay jay
DHSloveME: BAHA
DHSloveME: it's electric

MELIMAE1030: i was gonna say she would never sell his ass
MELIMAE1030: maybe she sold his simpsons invitation on EBAY
DHSloveME: BAHA
MELIMAE1030: I knew it...she sold SMUDGE
DHSloveME: baha
DHSloveME: That poor cat

Penguin in the bathtub, yo.

Not much going down on the home front. Ryan's surgery went well, but they had to cut more than they had originally expected, so now he'll have to have this machine hooked up to his back to make sure that it doesn't get infected. It's extremely gross, and with my weak stomach I shouldn't be talking about this. Thanks to all the well wishes and texts I received. Love you all.

Now onto the greatest story, I've heard in a long time. There was this extremely hyper kid today at work. Like I think his mother wanted to kill him. I wanted to look this kid in the eye, and scream, "You should have been aborted." Work retail, and then tell me abortion shouldn't be legalized. But anyway, not the point of the story.

The woman behind this lady and her out of control 5 year old, was like, "You think he's bad? Let me tell you about my friends kid." I'm all ears at this point. This sounds all too good. She goes on to tell me about how this 12 year old boy and his mother went to the Dallas Aquarium, and he somehow got separated from his mother. They called a code Adam (missing child), and had to basically shut down the aquarium until they found this kid. Well several minutes later, they found him covered in mud. He still had his backpack, and for the most part was okay, except for the mud. Well, his mother was furious. She was like, we're going home, you're taking a bath, and you're going to bed early. They get home, and he's in the bathroom taking his bath, all is normal, so she thinks. She goes in to check on this kid, and the kid has STOLEN a PENGUIN and has him in the bathtub with him. When he was missing, he somehow shoved a live penguin into his backpack and hijacked the poor guy. At this point, I'm laughing so hard, I'm almost crying.

It got me thinking. If I were a penguin, and some crazy kid started chasing me, and shoved me into his backpack, I would be making a hell of a lot of noise. Why didn't anyone notice this kid? And how would you not know that your kid has a penguin in the car? There's a kid in the penguin display? Hello, that's gonna turn some heads. That poor penguin. The whole time he's probably thinking, "what the fuck, it's hot." Or he can't move because of the pure shock of getting napped from the aquarium. If I had swindled a penguin from the zoo, my mother would have murdered me. Left me out to die. I don't know if this kid deserves a beaten or some sort of applause. Because that's one amazing story.

Anyway...I just had to share that with someone, because it's great. And still makes me laugh.

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Running in Circles.

So it's the day of Ryan's surgery. He's going under the knife, and I'm nervous. And not really feeling up to going to sleep. But that's my own fault. I totally took a nap after dinner, and now I can't sleep. Not like I could anyway, but yeah. Anyway. Just keep Ryan in your thoughts today. He's gonna need all the well wishes he can get. He's gonna be hurting after the painkillers wear off.

Okay, for the record, if you ever needed anything found on the Internet. I'm probably the chick to come to. It might take me awhile. But holy fucking Jesus. I'm gonna find it. With that said...Shine Jesus Shine.

I'm convinced that people love to make me vomit. Seriously, if you just had surgery the day before, don't come shopping. And under no circumstances hand me the litter box you just used to vomit in. Because chances are, I'm gonna vomit right back in it. Why must people torture me? Do I have it written across my head, "She's got a weak stomach, let's see if we can make her puke"? I'm just fucked I guess.

Nothing really amazing has gone down. Well I'm breathing. That's enough right? Okay, I'm gonna try and make myself sleepy. I think I might just read some more Jodi Picoult, who by the way is amazing. I'm reading, "Picture Perfect" now, and I love it. Oh, if you ever get the chance read "My Sister's Keeper" by her as well. Amazing. So many emotions and it makes you questions your own beliefs. Be prepared to cry. A lot.

I shall be out. Later loves.

Sunday, January 07, 2007

The times they are a-changin'

Life can change in an instant.

They weren't lying were they? Today as in yesterday, I was just doing my thing. And bam, I step on a sticker. Just goes to show, how quickly I can go from being happy to sad in like 2.3 seconds. It hurt, and I wanted to cry. Apparently someone drug in a sticker from the wilderness, and I stepped on it. I can't go barefoot in my own house? The world just isn't safe anymore. Just like you can be painting your house one second, and the next thing you know, someone's (I'm gonna call him Jiggs.) running through your backyard screaming religious passages at your daughter and pushing down your wife. And before you know it, you're performing a scene straight from a soap opera, and punching him down the stairs. Cause life's just so grand ya know?

My dad called me today, right smack dab in the middle of my nap. I can't believe I got through a whole conversation without forming a sentence. And we talked for at least 20 minutes. I can't even remember about what. Dave Koltunski was mentioned. Which happens to be one of my favorite people alive. He's such a hopeless romantic. Let me tell you a little about Dave.

I've known Dave my whole life. One of the greatest guys you'll ever meet. Nice, genuine, and you never leave his presence without hearing some great story about his past. My dad and Dave met, at some party in the late 60's early 70's, and were instant friends. Sometimes, I wonder how they were ever friends to begin with, because Dave is my dad's complete opposite. Where Dave succeeds, my dad fails. But I've come to realize, that my dad, was everyone's wild friend. Everyone has one, my dad just fits the mold. Okay so back to Dave.

You can't mention Dave without mentioning Luanne. Luanne was a friend of one of my dad's friends, that was in from Maine. Dave and Luanne hit it off. And Dave fell hard. I swear, they're kindred souls. Soulmates. If you ever watch them, you always wonder how they ever ended up apart. It's really one of those sad stories, where you wish Dave had been more open with Luanne about how he felt for her. When Luanne fell for Darryl, Dave swore he'd never be with another woman. Luanne was the only woman for him, and she was taken. To this day, he's never married, and to my knowledge, never dated. And it's been well over thirty years. He's lived alone, surrounded by friends. It's not that he's been miserable. I just wish he's been able to share his life with someone, because he's such a great person. So brilliant and smart. He deserves to be loved, like he's loved us all through the years. I've always wondered what instant changed their lives.

Dave is still friends with Darryl and Luanne, who are still married. He could have easily written them off. But would rather have her in his life as a friend, then not have her at all. Her being happy is all that matters to him, and well, I think that says something about who he is.

Now I want to go visit Dave. I haven't seen him in forever. When my parents divorced, I didn't see him much. My mother, thought my dad's friends were angry with her. But, turns out that was far from the truth. They understood my father completely. And knew he brought it all upon himself. I love that he still has them though. That even though he fucked up royally, they still accept him. Or at least hide it really well.

So anyway, there's a bit about my past...well kind of. Night, well, morning!

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Why am I still up?

I'm sitting here, it's 4:39 as of now, I'm tired, but I've felt inclined to post. It's funny how, when all you want to do is sleep, your mind continues to wonder and think of crazy things. Like right now, I really want to take a shower. But I know it's not going to happen. Or why the hell I watched two movies tonight, back to back? The first being "The Notorious Bettie Page" and the second being the very out there, "The Dreamers". Both indies. Both totally different movies. Both going to leave quite the impression on my wondering mind. I loved how the Bettie movie was done in black and white, so you really felt the feel of the 50's. A few color moments, but for the most part, it was black and white. And well "The Dreamer's" was just out there. I can't really explain, without giving away the whole movie, and if I did tell the premise of the movie, most wouldn't have an open mind, and watch. I loved the whole movie buff thing was played into it though. Gotta love Paris in the 60's...

So it's now 5:10. Can't keep my mind focused on writing this. I just added a link to the official Bettie Page site. You can't miss the icon to the left. If you do, wow, you're so blind. I've had this thing with her for awhile now. I think she's positively amazing, and well, if you watch the movie, you can't help but like her. So sweet and innocent, and yet so beyond her time. I love the quote at the end of the movie when someone recognizes her and asks if she's ashamed of her nudes. "Adam and Eve were naked, only when they sinned did they put on clothes." Or something along those lines. Tell that to the next religious freak that preaches against your porn.

Anyway, it's really late. Or I guess I should say early. Who really gives a shit. Who's reading this anyway?

You know what? It's cold. I'm actually thinking about slyly turning on the heat, just because. I'm even wearing socks, and my feet are still cold. And they're the socks that Kim gave me for Christmas, which, I love. So comfy.

The cat's given up on me, and gone to bed without me. So I guess this tells me something. "Go to bed, fucktard."

Friday, January 05, 2007

Well Snap.

Who has two days off in a fucking row? MEEEEEEE! And who's celebrating over a Jone's soda while listening to Willie Nelson? Weird, I know. It's almost 3 in the morning, and I'm still up, and fighting to keep my eyes open. Oh now it's some Bob Seger. Well shit, I take that back. It's CCR. Sorry, I have real player on shuffle as I type. (Have you ever seen the rain?) Now Get Set Go...I hate everyone. Cause yep I do.

Today was rather crazy. But my day was just reversed that's all. I usually work pretty early, today randomly, I worked late. Which just throws my day off. But yeah, here I am.

Okay so Cassidy, as I call him, he's too pretty to call Butch in my opinion, is making his mark on the house. He's letting loose, and well trying his best to take over. The dogs are still like, "what the fuck, who the hell, oh my gosh, I'm gonna kick some pussy!" Abby thinks she's tough, but ha ha, she got it in the face the other night. I couldn't help but laugh at her antics. You would have thought I had shot her in the face. She held her eye closed, and she just pressed her head on my shoulder shivering away. She was fine. Really. She knows one of us will baby her. Rusty wants so badly to play. But Cassidy knows that if he hisses, he'll back away. Which is funny, cause we know the cat's like okay this is amusing, you all watch this why I try and scare the walking wieners. He's such a pig too. If his bowl gets empty, he'll knock if off the bookshelf that I have it setting on. He's like feed me, woman! Awe, but I love the furball.

So I just yawned like five times in a row. I think it's time to get some sleep, and start being lazy for two days. Later loves.

Thursday, January 04, 2007

Oh Noes!!!!!!!

Anyone else read tmz.com? Anyone else see where my poor Drake Hogestyn was stalked and attacked, in his own backyard? Really, who takes a soap that seriously? I haven't stopped laughing at the whole situation.

Today, was rather uneventful. And I kind of enjoyed doing nothing, and ending the day with a hot shower, Chinese food, and a conference call. So there. My day. Nothing special.

I'm tired. So yeah. Later.

Monday, January 01, 2007

So far, 2007 is Spiffy!

So um, Happy New Year. Anyone do something totally amazing so far this year? I worked. Doesn't that sound super? And I totally broke my favorite bra. The wire just snapped. Like seriously, I pay enough for you, let's hold the titties in. I should throw you away, because I'm tired of you. Not because you failed your one and only mission in this lifetime. Seriously. I'm just totally disappointed. How can you possibly fail the one thing your put on this earth to do? They just don't make things like they used to. And now, look. I sound old....fuck. you. bra. I. hate. you.

Jami picked me up, as I was pulling into the driveway tonight. How grand is that? She kidnapped me, and took me to her place, where we argued on whether the new Target still had a snack bar. Turns out, they do. We actually drove the pointless 10 minutes to see. Where I purchased some Jone's soda and some tasty cashews. I pretty much had every book they had to offer, so I walked away bookless. Tear :( There was this one obnoxious guy that was playing this keyboard really loud. And when we walked by, and he said, "hey ladies!", I really felt like throwing something heavy at him. Seriously, do people always try that hard to make themselves look like complete asses in public? Or how about the cutest little girl, that insisted on grabbing my hand and introducing me to her mother? Man that's a real fast way to lose your cute kid. I don't really like children all that much, but this little girl was cute, but not cute enough to make me want one...But alas, I swear, I love the new Target. It makes me happy. The impulse shopper in me, hates it. Oh well...She doesn't count.

So that my friends, was the start of my year. I bought new underwear, and visited Target, just to prove that there was indeed, still a snack bar. Tootles.