True Story

A few weeks ago, Shawn and I made a stop at Kroger, like we do just about every day, to pick up a few things for dinner. When we were leaving he remembered that he needed to get some cigarettes so we went to Customer Service.

In front of us was an old, crotchety looking man who tried to tell us that there was a woman in front of us who ran to get something and to hold her spot. Ummm, no. She left the line, it’s our spot now.

After standing there forever, it’s finally his turn at the register. It seems like he is trying to return something and is not being allowed to because he doesn’t have a receipt, or something along those lines. He starts to get angry so I start paying attention and as soon as I do he slams his item down on the counter–a package of adult diapers.

I’m looking at Shawn like, “Are you seeing this?” in complete shock. I almost felt sorry for him, cause he was old and had the diapers and all but it’s like, do you have to be a jerk about it by giving the young teenage girl at the counter a hard time due to company policy?

Silly old man.

Not another rehab post

Addiction is a truly horrible thing for someone to go through, as I’ve mentioned it here and on various websites countless times. I was directly affected by someone’s addiction for close to two years and honestly I’m so relieved that’ it’s over with.

I’d like to discuss a different addiction though, one I’ve not talked about much before with anyone. My very, very best friend is suffering from an addiction to pens. Her name is Les, and she carries so many in her purse you’d think she was a pen dealer rather than someone who simply lost control. I really hope she doesn’t read this and click this link for custom pens.

Prophet Lester McBloodypiss, I’m here for you.

Cheater cheater pumpkin eater!

When I was in college we had an assignment in my Computer Illustrations class to illustrate a Rolex watches. This specific assignment stands out in my mind because at the time I had just started a new job that required intense training, for two weeks I had to take a bajillion classes to get certified to work with mentally handicapped adults. Anyhow I missed a lot of class and didn’t have enough time to get the watch complete. The face was completely done, but I was struggling with the wristband of the watch. My good buddy Toya had attended class like a good little student and since we were connected at the hip she offered to let me copy her wristband. Looking back on it, it was a really dumb idea because I KNEW the whole time we would get caught, and that wasn’t a fair thing to do to Toya since she so graciously offered to let me use hers. I guess it was alright though because I’d written quite a few papers for her and possible done a project or two. Anyway, we did get caught, but in stead of getting a big fat 0 for cheating, I ended up getting 40% since after all, I did do half of it :)

lalal

I’ve been interested in carnival cruises for a long time now, ever since one of my ex’s told me that he’d been  on a cruise that went all the way to Alaska or something crazy like that. He and his little rich family were always doing extravagant things.

I was checking up on him on myspace just the other day, and of course nothing too exciting was going on there. Not that I can talk because my life is just a barrel of monkeys and all. But you know what I’m saying. I might as well stop. For a while I was checking his email and getting in on all the good shit. He had no clue I ever even knew his password. I just watched him type it one day when he was logging on to ichat. I’m that good ;)

Lifelike anatomoy!

Tonight I was watching The Soup with Les when we saw the FUNNIEST thing I’ve seen ever. It was this really old school commercial for a doll that pees, and it had this funny song.. I can’t remember how it went but it kept on about a wee wee and the next thing I know they pull down a flap in little dolly weewee’s pajamas and there it was! A full fledge babydoll dingdong! PEEING!

I laughed, and laughed… boy am I glad I witnessed that.

Rock me tonight for jah’s sake

I love Sublime. They make me happy and warm inside.

I’m thankful that it’s Tuesday. I will actually get to enjoy the sunlight today!  I don’t know what I will do though, probably come home and get on the internet, I’m sure. :P Internet, you’re such a bad habit.

Why did they have to make this thing so addicting? I am on a computer/the internet all day at work and I can still stand to come home and hop back on the first chance I get. I blame the internet for my lack of motivation to do anything outside of it. It’s an addiction, a serious one!!!

My weakness

Paul’s always mentioned that he thinks it’s funny how much I loooove to go out to eat. I don’t know why this is, maybe because I can’t cook? Whenever I’m hungry and think about the possibilities, a bowl of Spaghetti O’s or a can of chicken & dumplings rarely ever seems to hit the spot. There’s always the option of a frozen pizza or macaroni and cheese but seriously, do you know how long I’ve been eating that shit?

Paul can cook. And I don’t just mean he is able, he CAN COOK, like really really good. For some reason though when we run out of food at the house instead of going grocery shopping I get on a “let’s go out” kick and it usually lasts for longer than a week. It’s a little bit ridiculous, honestly… cos it just gets way out of hand.

I’ve had so much Jack in the Box in the past week if you cut open my belly Jack! himself would jump out. :D