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July 25th, 2009
07:47 am - six.
Wanna know what seriously sucks? Craving ice cream in the middle of the night, only to open the fridge to find that you have no more. Lame.
( Private - Readable to Marlie and Ricky )
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June 28th, 2009
03:25 am - five.
As of 6:25am, I have been awake for a full 24 hours. Why? I don't know. I do know that I need to take myself to bed before I start tweaking out.
Ricky, are you doing anything today?
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June 19th, 2009
12:37 pm - four
Work really frickin' sucked today.
I feel like a person's logic goes completely warped when they step into the grocery store. It's just, some of the things that people do there just don't make sense, and I wonder if they realize how dumb it was before or after the fact. Either way, it makes me want to throw things.
Like today, for instance, this woman comes up with her cart filled with a mountain of food. It's whatever. But as I was ringing things up, she would suddenly be like, "Oh! Oh, I don't want that, don't ring that, ha ha thanks." One or two things, sure, it's not a big deal. But when my workspace looks like I'm stocking up for an upcoming famine...ha ha no! What the hell!
Seriously, if you didn't want it, why the eff did you pick it up in the first place? And if you know you're prone to changing your mind, then maybe you shouldn't shop out the whole damn store, because in the end, you're gonna walk out with less than half of what you came up with anyway and one of us is gonna have to put every single "I don't want that" item back. It's a pain in the ass, is all I'm saying.
So yeah. My feathers got a little ruffled by that, but I'm okay now. Thank god it's Friday. I...wanna go swimming.
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May 25th, 2009
03:36 pm - text message.
( Text Message to Ricky )
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May 13th, 2009
09:52 pm - three.
MOMMA'S CHEESY SPICY BEEF ENCHILADAS = LOVE OF MY LIFE.
And I'm not sharing, no I'm not. ;)
Okay, maybe. If you ask nicely.
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April 30th, 2009
12:11 am - part two.
Cleaned around the apartment today, went grocery shopping...it's kind of weird now, going to my workplace when I'm not working. I go in there and I suddenly feel like I should go hop over at a register or something. Yeah. I don't know how I feel about that.
( Marlie Marlie! )
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April 24th, 2009
12:11 am - part one.
"I'd like to take a bite out of that apple."
...how do you seriously respond to that?
"Oh, come here big boy, come have a taste of this sweet thang." Are you kidding me?
I don't want to be hit with outdated pick-up lines by old geezers who probably can't even bite into an apple without damaging their dentures! And honestly? I'm not going to swoon, my heart isn't going to go all a-flutter, I'm not going to jump over the counter, ravish you, and make you my Sugadaddy! I'm going to laugh in your face and then refer you to the fruit section because hey--we have every fucking apple you can think of, I'm sure you'll find one that tickles your fancy.
Just because you're a senile old crabcake, doesn't mean it's okay to be a pervert.
And that is my rant for the day. Thank you for reading.
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April 22nd, 2009
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