Ninjas!!!

A friend once commented how I resemble a raging warship when I'm being honest about something. I don't think he meant it as a compliment.

To continue from before… Pissed yup. It’s like I want to find a way to talk about it him, but words just kind of get stuck half way and I just don’t know how to phrase them without sounding like I’m in attack mode. It’s been bugging me since last week, and I had thought the issue resolved, but it got me to thinking. I don’t make demands, I don’t ask for special treatment. And when and if I do, it’s rare and I am totally in the right, because I let a lot of shit slide. It’s almost like “Here have some crumbs. Okay you had a big crumb, NOTHING for a while.” And granted it may not be something of that nature, but that’s how it feels most of the time, and then usually it’s “Here half a crumb…but only half, the other half goes to…” And the best part is, apparently he doesn’t “Care” about the other half of the crumb, but damn, news to me by the way things have been.

I don’t want to rock the boat, I don’t care enough to rock the boat, but…I always get splashed. I don’t know, I’m just ticked off. Maybe it’s because I’m always here and a person can get used to that. Get into the habit of taking people for granted. I don’t know. Have to see how today goes.

Today is just one of those really good days. I know it’s still early, but I figure might as well put it down.

Woke up, after sleeping most of the night. 6+ hours. WOO! Got dressed, my hair looks good, so does my makeup, I look cute, and am discovering the benefits of uber cleavage.

This tank top I’m wearing when paired with a Victoria Secret’s racer back bra, (lil bit o’padding in the sides to give nice form) and DAIUMN. The girls are center stage. And I find that …I think that might be prolonging my really good day.

My boss has been in the meeting for most of the day so it’s nice and quiet and I don’t get bugged. I went to the small mom and pop grocery store during lunch. There was no one there, got a great parking spot next to the front door. Got everything in record time, and at the checkout, this mom and son team, scanned, bagged and packed my stuff in record time. Then the mom calls over the other son because she thinks this last thing is way too heavy to put on top, so he gets a second cart and wheels my shit out to the parking lot, then helps me unload it all into the trunk of my car. He was just happy to do it too, because he was bored. Or so he said. Girls looked good today, way good.

Then I get to work and the firewall is down, or changed or what not, so I go do a little online shopping. Got a pair of boots. A 100$ scarf that I’ve been wanting for ages, I got on sale for $24.99 and it’ll be coming to my house next Monday. Shoes I ordered on Monday are waiting for me at the house. And there’s very little traffic out today. With the temperature rising, all that fucking ice has almost melted so I can park in front of the house again. It’s just….a good day. I’ve been sleeping without Lunesta for a few nights and it’s good! I think what ever stomach bug I thought I was getting went away. Not to jinx myself, but if I manage to hit lvl 47 in WOW today, I’ll stamp this as a fucking great day.

Man I am SO hungry for sushi now.

Oh I totally forgot.

HI E!!! How are things? How’s the emerald city? I’m totally fabulous how about yourself? Still whining and riding that self pity train? Awww ada whal… er girl. :-D Hugs and Kisses.

Me.

Okay. I know I'm tempting Karma here, but I think only because I've seen it do it's job in person.


We have...HAD this guy at work. Asshole. Very low class of individual. Just Asshole. Picture an asshole and this guy's face would come up in anyone's mind.

He's fired.

Supposedly because of his managing style and his personality or lack there off.

But... let's just say there are words "Sexual" and "harrasment" floating in the air somewhere where people dare not speak out loud for the fear of the managment overhearing and getting all riled up.


Still.

In the words of Mel Gibson's William Wallace. "FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM"


Minus the torture.

Woo I got a date Thursday. Blind date, but from what we've been learning of each other he seems like a nice guy. Oh god...I'm going out with a nice guy. I'm going to need some Static Guard and maybe stuff anti cling sheets in my pockets. Okay maybe it's a little unfair of me, but he really wants to go out with me and called an hour after I was asked if it would be alright for him to call and I've only learned about him on Tuesday. So he doesn't waste time. Which is Ok I guess. I hate waiting, but at the same time I'm waiting for my luck to kick in. He'll be shorter than me. Creature from the black lagoon. Or something equally bad because that's how good my luck is. It never failed before I doubt it'd pick NOW to change.

I still haven't figured out what to wear. Were meeting up for coffee at BnN, I'm supposed to call him and tell him when. Sweet note. He was driving home from work and he called me. Wanted to know how my day was. Cliche but it was cute. I almost gagged a little.

Oh god. I'm gushing.

Sleep now. Plan wardrobe tomorow. Also I so need to get my nails done right after work it's not even funny.

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Ta Da. I got yet another pin-up. A Halloween Version! WOO Man I feel all cool now!

Everyone has groups of people they don’t like. Certain types of people you think should not exist, or be eliminated from the gene pool. Idiots, inherently stupid people (I don’t mean disability, I mean people who are just dumb, like stick a fork in an outlet dumb), lawyers.

For me. It’s minivan drivers. I don’t care the age, race, gender, income level. You own a minivan, you are to be sterilized on the spot.

I make an exception for those who have to drive minivans for work. Drivers, utility workers, it’s the only thing left in the rental place. But those people who buy them willingly? I don’t know why but I think it’s a requirement to totally end all coherent thought processes at the time of purchase.

They don’t know how to drive, the minivan drivers. Time and time again I find myself stuck behind those ugly as sin cars, and the drivers… I don’t know. DO minivans have turn signals built in? Because if SO I never see them in use. They just change lanes whenever they feel like it. And the little soccer ball sticker, is that supposed to mean? “Don’t flip me off I have children in the car?” I think it just makes them even more stupid. Today I had to take a detour, again, and was stuck in minivan hell. These people, it was like watching angry bulls in action. Four way stop sign. Rules are, first car to get there, stops, and it has the right of way. APPERANTLY they all thought they had the right of way, even those who came in at the last fucking second! And they don’t care that there other cars on the road. They just go. Left turn, right turn, stop and go, who the fuck cares, and if you ram them, it’s “your” fault because you should know better. I ALMOST got hit by a minivan one time, with the tag that read “Hi Yall” I shit you not.

Minivan drivers must be sterilized on spot. Fuck teenage and elderly drivers. Even drunks have better manners when behind the wheel. Who ever created the Minivan, if they’re not dead yet, I’ll be willing to help them along. UGH.

Now that THAT is out of the way. Life update n’stuff.

Not much new. My trainer kind of got mad at me because I skipped a month of Gym so I will be trying to get my hide back in there this week, and trying to keep it up from then on. Ren Fest is coming up, I’ll probably go as a wench again because they don’t allow Ninjas. PSH.

Thankfully, still single. Just way too much work and the people out there…oy to the vey.

This guy at work, I thought was cute from afar, so I thought I’d get to know him a little better. Right. Thank god I did, because now I have to like walk in the opposite direction whenever I see him. Side note: people who think they are funny and are not + try their hardest to be = sad.

Now on a more FUN note.

Certain someone is still stalking this LJ. I say they’re welcome to, I mean clearly they’ve nothing better to do, so enjoy. Let me know if anything in here offends your southern sensibilities, I’ll see what I can to change it to something more appropriate.

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That's ME!

Well it's based on me. A friend of mine who is one of the three behind the comic Sunday At Ten "Cough"Doug"Cough" asked if it'd be ok to use my likeness for a Pin Up. I said Yeah. NEVER Did I think that's what I'd get!!!
DUDE I'm quazi Famous!

It pays to know people :D So I get a cameo in the comic strip :D well my likeness at least but still :D WOO.

This is truly weird. I saw something the other day and I'm not 100% or hell even .000100% sure it was directed at me. I kind of have a clue...I mean an upsurge of salkaratzi activity for one.

Still, not entirely certain if it was or if I'm just imagening things, still. Hmph. IF it WAS to me, I'd kind of have to laugh and wonder why after all THIS TIME, and if it wasn't. Meh.

Just a weird day all around.

Oh I am just laughing and I can't stop. It's acutally starting to hurt a little but it's damn worth it. Mmmm Mmm That's good laughter.

I so have to love Karma, because Karma LOVESSSSSSSSSS me!

Bwahahahahaha!

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