I'm quietly judging you

His name is John or Jim. At least it was at one point...

2016-04-16T07:37:10Z

The cupcake Nazi is at it again!
Why do I even try with this idiot?
I mean I think he thinks he’s clever as fleck.
He does not have a lot to offer this world.
I guess that’s why he hangs around with all the low-life’s who worship Starwars and have no life or women anywhere.
Jason came over to my station tonight to show a product someone had ordered. It said, “Raspberry Pie.” Or was it Raspberry and then 3.14? I can’t recall. Anyway, it was kind of funny and we were laughing about it.
Later, I got an order with that same, “pie” in it. So I showed the “pie” to Sherrie and Terry. They laughed, we laughed. It was an employee order, so that meant I had to take the order down to the beltway and AB move it to another station for the employee to pick up. On the way there, I stop by “oh aren’t I just so clever asshole desks.” I asked him if he wanted some pie and flashed the product at him. His response was get this. An eye roll and then, “that was as bad as something baby Fozzzie Bear would do on the Muppet babies.” I give him the look and he digs even further. What’s worse he doesn’t realize what a complete and total ass he’s being for no reason. This makes him an even bigger ASS!
“You know whenever he told a joke that flopped they would show an audience moaning.”
I responded with, "You are just so cranky and in a bad mood. You should eat more pie!”
He then responds that he has cake. Whatever that means.
Come to think of it, that pie should be made of shit and he should eat that.
Like in the movie, “the Help.”
Still don’t understand why he said what he did.
Like, oh you’re not clever and now I need to show you how un-funny and un-clever you are but first I must impress you with a pop culture reference.
Gwad what an ARSE HE IS!
He always wears a hat.
Arsehatsandwich is his new name.
I thought we were getting past our stupidity, I guess he never will.
Sad to say he’ll still get laid.
Wish women wouldn’t do that, it would teach him to not be such an arse

stupid story.

2015-04-02T06:09:17Z

We have office messaging.
Like, "Hey did you get that memo I posted?" and "Is everyone clear about the five hour meeting on Tuesday?"
Well, I used it for personal reasons.
I wonder who reads these things and apporoves them.
I know Hillairy is in trouble, wonder what would happen to me if I were found out?

It wasn't suppossed to happen this way.
I mean, really I don't even find her attractive.
Yet here I was, at work; saying all this stuff.
And she ignored me at first...

It all started with her slamming the door and saying that she hated me.
I was surprised that she admited that.
Maybe she didn't mean it like this, but I read into it.
See, she would walk into a room and speak to me but never look me in the eye.
Why the fuck do people do that shit?
I hate that!
Like they don't have balls or they think you don't have any so they don't even look at you.
It makes me feel so low, and I FUCKING HATE THAT!
Lisa had made it seem like she found me so reposovie and lonsome that she would only say what was absolutly nesccary.
Like her mind had a word qutoa for Austin and if she went over, it would cost her her soul.
I thought she dissliked me so much, that to say she hated me; was to lower herself to my level.
I was hurt at first, but then I was intriguied.
I wanted to shame her for lowering herself.
So, that's how this work IMing strarted.
Not inocent.
No, I wouldn't say that.
I just didn't know that there were gates, let alone flooded or othewise.

Me: The door you slammed is damaged. Feel better?
Her: Deduct it from my pay. I have a lot to do. And really don't have time for this. Feel better?

Woa, she was pissed! Emotions screaming through the words.

Me: Maybe you should enroll in anger managment. We have a programe, and it works wonders!

Her: It doesn't seem to have helped you. Please stop messaging me.

Ouch, you got me on that one. Thought I was so elquit and funny there.

Me: I don't need to go. I don't yell, "I hate you" and slam doors in the office.

Her: No, you don't. Instead you act as if you have no emotions, and show no kindness or consideration for any of the people you deal with on a personal or professional level. I don't feel right bringing this up, but I believe that my past speaks well for me. Look it up and read them if you so choose.

Me: I have emtions, I just don't let them get the best of me at work. Will read your reviws with a fine tooth comb, over a glass of wine. Care to join me.

Her: I could report you for the last comment. If you are going to fire me, go ahead. I will not be harrased in this manner.

Taking caution to the wind, and not giving a damn about the rest.

Me: In what manner would you like to be harrased in? May I ask?

Her: This conversation is over. OVER!
She ends the chat sesson.

Hitting my head on the computter I think about what I've just done.
I can see it all now.
Mic's in my face and the news having a filed day about how some big shot like me harrassed a poor and unspecting co-worker. Had her keep her job in exchange for sexual favors.
If only it were that interesting.
I was just being funny, and now she can sue the pants off of me!

Message Lisa Follwer:
I am sorry about what I said to you.
I did not mean anything by that.
There is an old joke that goes, "I refuse to be insulted in this mannor" and the response is, "What mannor would you prefer?"
I understand that my response was borderline and innapropreate to say and I am deeply sorry and I regret it.
I hope that we can continue or work realtionship as before and just forget my stupidity and trying to make a very bad joke.
In closing, I don't need to review your work records. I have seen your work in action and know and value your work and worth in this company.
Sincerly Austin Greene.

Two hours later she responded with,
"Forgotten"
No words on forgivness though.
So that's how it is going to be?
Now she'll have the uppper hand on me.
I have no one to blame but myself.
Fuck this is rough!

Not a hot topic.

2014-12-13T00:01:07Z

I had a job interview today.
I need a job, but I don't really need this job.
crapy pay, and craptastic hours too!
I'm thinking, "no, thanks!"

Some asshole left a trashbag out by our place.
WTF?
I could have left it and told hubby about it but, he would have made it worse.
He would have yelled and thrown a fit and then charged up to our neighbor's places and and acused them of the foul dead.
So, I took the bag of trash to the can and I hope there aren't any more of them.
I'll have to mention something to our landlord if it happens again.
People are such lazy fucking pigs!
Don't know why spell checker isn't working on here.

I guess I'm not supposed to have a job today?

2014-12-11T09:33:35Z

What is it about opening a can of Lime-a-rita that makes me feel like it's party time and Dukat and Loki are invited?

What is it with this place and hardwood walls, it feels like I'm at a camp and I don't mean that in a good way.

Tried to apply for a library job, then when I get to the part to uplaod my rusem guess what happens, it says the site will only let me upload x docs. So I check and the doc I am uploading is listed as one they take, but no it won't take it.
I then try to email it since they offer that option.
Sure enough when I send it to the email they provided, it gets bounced back into my inbox.
Will have to call the jack-wagons and talk to them about thier screw ups.

CVS has a stupid personality test, I hate those.
What does any of that shit have to do with the real world?
Asking stuff like, "it is maddening when guilty criminals get away with stuff" Agree, strongly agree, dissagre, strongly dissagree.
I don't know what they mean?
I mean, if I agree does that mean alarm bells go off and now they think if I read in the paper that someone got away with something, that I'll go into work and shoot people?
It may affect me personally in my little mind that no one is interseted in, but I can assure you it will not affect my day nor my work ethic.
It's such bullshit.
And all for a shitty job.
Now if you were a mangager or someone who has keys and power, yes ask them these crazy things.

Our power bill here is outrageouse.
The nieghbor's above us are assholes and leave the door open all the freking time!

I don't have the will to unpack everything since we'll be leaving in less than six months.
It gets cold here, really cold.

I hate not having a dishwasher here, or a disposal.
Feel like dishes never get clean.
Thank-god for paper plates.
Reading Walking Dead Big Volume 2.
Wow, everyone's dead.
Rick is talking on the phone to Lurie, that's so sad!

Also reading a manga colled, "Bride's story" that is very cool.
It's about the nomads and the silk roads.
Reminds me a lot of Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.
What an amazing movie that was.

Wish I had somene to talk to, it gets lonely sometimes with just my thoughts.
Sleeping so damned late.
I try to go to bed early, but then I just sleep most of the day.

want to smash dishes.

2014-10-29T06:13:17Z

I was about to do the dishes, when I had the sudden urge to smash them all.
So tired of doing all the dishes myself.
Several dishes from several days to wash, I just want to scream!
I am so sick of being alone when I get off work.
Oh sure, being able to watch what you want on TV is fine, going wherever you want to when you want to is great.
But this being alone all the time stuff blows!

I am so sick and tired of it all.
I want my husband back! ::stomps foot::

Just a few more days sure, but this is getting to be too much for me!

"Hi Guy"

2014-10-23T06:40:45Z

Alas, he didn't not get in my line today.
I have him figured out.
He just gets in whatever line is the closest to him.
And he'll talk to anyone.
It isn't me. I just thought he was making an effort.
I didn't think he was flirting with me or anything, but I at least thought that he liked to talk to me a little more than all the other silly hos.
Nope, we're all the same.
Wish I had more life experince so I would no when a man was really intrerested in just talking and when a man was really interested and talking and getting to know you.

Come to think of it, I'm lucky that I got married since I'm really slow when it comes to men.

Also side note,
I don't know what was wrong with me, maybe I was tired, but I wanted to rip his and the girl who's line he got in head's off. Usally I just have the inner sad face when this happens, but today I wasn't feeling it.

Maybe it's because I have been without any male attention from my hubby for well over a month?

::SOB::

Testing.

2014-10-22T02:47:26Z

Is this dorky?

2014-10-22T02:32:11Z

I get excited when my mouse hovers over the "Post an Entry" link on here.

They "Hi Guy" got in my line today.
I have since noticed that he says, "Hi" to everyone, but I think it's special that he says it to me. We will go with the world and how I see it, at least on here.
So, lately I've just been very positive and short with him. Not rude short, just not trying for anything.
When he got in line and I rang him up, he asked how I was, and instead of my snarky/charming/doesn'treallyworkonhim remark of, "oh you know me. Just living the dream" I say brightly, "Fabo." That throws him. I ask him how he is, expect him to say fine and that will end the transaction and instead he gasps, talks to me for about a minute. He says he has a lot of fires to put out in the kitchen. I ask him why, what happened? He goes on to say that stuff didn't get done last night, so they are having to scramble to cook and fix things and nothing is ready. I said that sucks for you. But it's awesome for me, means the food will be really good today. I then told him how I was having an issue with something not ringing up, and the customer was waiting and I was starting to sweat bullets while we waited for them to find the price for something. I kept thinking; just give to it them for free for their trouble. He agreed with my solution so as to not make the customer made at the cashier. He also sympathized with being a cashier at one point as well.
SHIT, that was it.. By the time he left me, I had to mentally put duck tape on my mouth to keep from screaming and jumping!
I said more than two words to him and he said more than two words to me!
Now all I need is for Marc Andre Flurry to give me a hug, or one of Miss Jayne's hockey players and I've died and gone to crush heaven.

Dukat still trumps all of them though, what a sexy beast!

The day and my life.

2014-10-14T07:16:11Z

So, I got a raise today.
It was for 2%.
My review by Luri said the same thing that my six month review said, "I'm a team player and I'm slow."
As if I hadn't done anything else or gone any faster in the last six months.
Talk about being half assed.
Also E Unfair has gotten into the habit of not getting me out on time.
I didn't get my ten today either.
If the tables were turned, and I showed up late for work with no heads up or excuse I would be fired and rightfully so.
They know I get off, and don't even let me know why I'm staying past my shift.
No, "Hey somene needs to cover you and they're not in yet." Or, "We got backed up and needed you a little longer." Nope I just see the minutes going by and seeth while feeling fucked with!
Luri also said I need to do my produce walks, okay when can I do that?
The past two times I've done it, I've had the book-keepers give me grief about it.
Plus, why can't we all have a little class about the produce section insteed of expecting us to keep all those numbes in our heads that change constently!
Why not have a little training session on all the different military idea and what they look like and mean?

So for all of these wonderful things they have given me, I will be turning in my two week notice tomorrow!
They can suck it!

I can't believe I am going to get to do this.
It is about time!

I have been working on an altered art jouranal and it's coming along nicely.

I'll have four days off in a row and plan to use it to start packing.

Being here without hubby sucks major.
I feel abandoned and alone.
I feel like he gets to go and start life, and I am stuck here packing and cleaning and finishing my oh so important retail job.

Hate being alone and lonely at night.
This isn't his fault, we both wanted to do it this way...but I want to blame it all on him and he doesn't read this so THERE!

At first it all sounded like fun.
Sure I'll stay behind and make all the food I like to eat, I'll watch all the shows I like.
Spend hours on crafting, work-out, read books, start a jazz band, establish my on country...After awhile it wares on you.
Going to the store alone wares on you.
Cooking for yourself, talking to yourself, sleeping alone, it all tears you down and wares you out.

I know, I have no right to complan, because there are people out there who don't even have freinds or family or a signifcint other.
Heck, I was alone for three years before I meet my hubby.
And I mean I didn't even hold hands with another person.
At one point, I was considering giving BJ's to men I found atractive just so they would hold my hand and rub my neck.
Yeah, it wasn't pretty...but that was my mind at the time.

My head was really in a bad place then, see my mom constantly told me that I was just too difficult to be with.
I wanted someone dominate but who could get along with me perfectly. Those men didn't exsist. I would either need to date someone who was weak, which I couldn't stand. Or some over bearing thug. I started to believe that I couldn't find love.
I did.

I found a man who cared about a lot of the same things I do, but not all of them. He is dominte in some things and not on others. He doesn't care what I make him for dinner, he doesn't care if I hang flowers on the walls. He is happy to drive me where I want to go. He doesn't care what movie we watch. He likes his stuff, his sports, his shows, his games and I like my stuff.

Had a point, but too tired.

Can't wait to hand in that note tommorrow.
Things are starting to roll!

Art journal ideas

2014-10-11T10:38:48Z

Minons and other yellow stuff.

Green polkadot tape with that blue leaf and maybe the flying guy from that book I have on my wall.
Yes, I have books on my walls.

Mustash garden with blue siscor earings.

Poolkadot background with hearts.

Printed word and more black and white themes.

Printed paper with bold colors.

another scientific fact,

2014-10-04T07:22:00Z

Sharpie fine point, can't write over sharpie marker.
Damn you art, damn you to hell!
In other news, I am going through music I listened to in my young adult life.
I used to record songs I liked, back when music telvison was good.
VH-1 was the place to go for more adult stuff sure, but they also had some out there too cool for school stuff.

Beer again, me love me life.

2014-10-04T05:00:23Z

Not that I've had too many, just one.
But this is on top of sucking hard butt at work and little to no sleep.
I wish it was my last day already.
This Monday, when hubby left, he held me in the parking lot while I cried my fucking eyes out!
I didn't think I'd get so emotional about it. I was a mess on the way to work.
Then for extra kicks Bitch of the world who works in human resources and who I can't seem to please lately ripped me a new one and talked to me as though I had two brain cells.
Question, how the hell did this woman get a job in human resources when she talks to everyone as though they're a child that she's told for the tenth time to stop eating the paint. If I were her child, I would so eat paint!
Last question, if you really think someone is that stupid, why talk to them like that.
I mean I felt as if I should put on a dunce hat at the end of the shreding.
(It wasn't a conversation, trust me!)

So when I got home, I started to cry my eyes out again.
FUN TIMES!

Who's idea was this any way?
Oh, right both of ours.

SHIT!

As if this week couldn't get anymore kick arse, my brother's car caught on fire.
And my parent's are on the brink of divorce.
My Dad will only speak to my Mom via texts and they aren't nice words his sending her.
Isn't life grand?

Brother is on his way out...

2014-09-19T09:05:47Z

And so are we.
Hubby got a job offer in another state, and we are heading there.
He will go first, because I have to stay and finish my job.
But I'll be out of here come November.
At first it was looking real bad, like I wouldn't be able to leave till Jan.
Now we have made it happen so that I only have to be without him till November.
He is leaving in a week or two to start trainging.
I think the spell checker on this stupid thing isn't working.
Also, when I look at my freind's pages, I can't read past a few pages.
Before it would let me see ten and then I could click to see ten more, well now it just stops at ten.
If I want to see more, I have to click on their names and go directly to their pages.
Something is up with that.

Thinking about cellphone covers and desiging my own.
I am so nervouse that I'm spelling stuff wrong.

That is all for now.

Not bragging, but I guess I am?

2014-09-01T05:07:06Z

Sorry for the bellow texts.....

My nails on my hands look so hot tonight, I want a nun to spank them with a ruler!

LJ is behaving badly.

2014-08-09T11:06:01Z

I was trying to post an entry on here, and the last one the font came out all strange.
First it was small, than black and then, white on white.

I don't know why.

LJ is behaving like the red-headed step-child in need of a beating.

Yeah, my boyfriend's back!

2014-08-07T09:28:09Z

This last Monday, at 9:30PM chivalry was dead.
Just got off work, and was waiting for a ride, (from wonderful husband who drove me to work too!) as my co-workers ran to their cars, they barely spoke to me. Some of the women folk asked if I had a ride and then left ASAP, so some credit to them. The young bucks however, they just said bye and left.
Yes, I am a grown up woman. I know, if the tables were turned I would ask the guy if he had a rid and might even waited with him till they got there. It's just common decency.
Then today, chivalry was alive and well.
There is a pane of glass between the employee lockers and a table, with just barely enough room for most of us to squeeze by to get to them. It was ordered for the meat department, several weeks ago and has no sign of moving any time...but I digress. Now this had been a thorn in my backside for some time. Getting stuff out of the locker is a real challenge, I have to squeeze and wiggle between glass and wood. On my way to lunch, Monday, someone had put a box right between my locker and the glass pane. Without thinking about who heard me, started to bitch something fierce. Then I saw my crush (who on occasion will say, "hi" to me. I don't know his name so mentally refer to him as "hi-guy".) I quickly shut my mouth and put a hand over it and wish the ground to open up. "Great" I think, "He gets to hear my grief when he could be spending time with the young ditzy girl who whistles and laughs all the time. And instead, he gets fat and old me bitching at work. We are so not ending up in porn together...What???? JK!" To my utter amazement, the guy moves the box and pushes the window pane further away from the lockers. I mean, without a thought he just fixes the problem. What a great guy, doing something to help others, even when they don't deserve it. I was so dumbfounded by his action and quick thinking, I think my mouth was hanging open. I think I told him he was amazing...I hope I remembered to thank him. Now if only I were single and attractive, than this story would go somewhere. Still, it felt amazing to have someone do that for me! Bravo "hi-guy". More people should be like him.

Shut your eyes and sing to me!

2014-07-31T05:24:26Z

I like that song, could it be that, ::Gasp!:: I like SP?
Maybe?

Well today I did something totally new and exciting.
I dumpster dived.
I've been wanting to do it for awhile and have been too CS till now.

I went behind buildings, and looked into trash cans.
I had gloves and a flashlight.
The one I was hoping to get good trash was Michales, sadly they had nothing but old cake mix.
I wanted beads and pretty things, and scrapbook crap!

There was a home goods store that looks like it might have potential.
I also saw some craft zines from a fabric store, and posters and stuff from a DVD store.

Might check it out again.

Don't know if I'll ever go diving for food, that seems a bit much, but to each their own.

Brother dear has not moved out, he asked for extra time, we gave it as long as he would be out on the 15th, no questions asked and no more time given.

Wanna bet he won't be out by then?
Show of hands.
How will I ask the cops to come then?
"Yes, I know you have important things like muggings and rapes, but could you drop everything and come and kick my brother out?
He won't leave for some odd reason."

At least we got the title to the car taken care of.

Why does it feel like I'm wearing a fat suit, oh, yeah because I weigh over 200 pounds!

Time for some walking and swimming.

working, no life.

2014-06-27T08:46:51Z

Sorry, been working and I have no life.
Started watching Big Love from the Lib.
Also started Volunteering for the Lib this last Tuesday.
Still nothing on the car title. It's been a whole week.
Everyday evil brother is here, is like six years.
Also, he is still married but not living with his wife due to them saying they want a divorce, and his new, "friend" is still married and not with her husband because she is a drunk and a whore...I'm guessing(otherwise why would she be hanging out at a guy all the time?) So if they are both married and sleeping with other people, would that make it double adultery?

If I had my way, I'd tell evil brother to stop porking that girl under my roof while he is still married.
Get a divorce or a legal separation at least. It's as though I own a seedy motel.
He doesn't even ask to have her over, he just brings her over.
Getting pissed just thinking about it.

Gul Dukat would never do this, oh wait he did didn't he?

Well this is real life and it's not Gul.

Not much more to write about.
My life isn't my own till that title is in my hands.
Then it's bye bye brother dear. Go have your ho in a ho-tel like all descent folks do!

fruit flies fly away.

2014-06-20T09:46:09Z

We have them and they won't go away.
Have tried the remedies online, have tried pest control.
Tried keeping things clean, and throwing out stuff, and putting in plastic bags and closing them up.
Why won't they go away?
Why are they in bedroom where there is zero food?
My desk is currently covered with bits of paper, and glue and free tile and wood from HD and LS. Yup, into making crafty thingis.I guess they could be necklaces?

Work has been the pits.
Every night I've had to close, every jack-ass in the world will come in five minutes to closing and want to spend the night in the store.
It's one thing if your running in, making a mad dash and grabbing a few items. No, these jerks take their time and load up.
I don't get to leave till 20 min. later.
I hate these people.
Also, working so many hours, and then being asked to come in on my days off.
I'm off tom. and they can go Fuck themselves if they think I'm going to come in.
Nope!

The heat has been horrible lately.
We may not get to give dear brother the boot yet, while at the tag office on Tuesday, they said that since there were some mistakes made on the title it may get sent back. If so, we'll need to sign more paper work and get it notarized and have brother dear sign it again.
They don't care why it happens, they just know if you don't cross your t's and dot your eyes, then you can't have what you want!

Really want to visit my friend in August, but last message I got from her seemed as though I shouldn't come?
I may have misread that, but she said something about someone else being there. She wanted me to chose a time, and I felt odd about doing this, because I already invited myself up...very rude of me anyway...if I also chose the time, that would be rude on top of rude. That's how I feel about the situation.
However, we know how feelings are...stupid!
They aren't right, or wrong. What we do with them, when we give them action those can be judged.
So ends my deep thoughts.

Going out to eat tom.
Going to buy a vacuum!

Work better not call me at all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We have the title.

2014-06-15T18:51:56Z

Cryma got evile brother to sign over the title.
Now it'll be taken care of this week.
We can give him the boot as soon as the title is on it's way.

Doing the art prompts has been amazing for me.
It gives me something to think about and have something to look forward to.

I still love listening to my audio books.
Fangirl is such an awesome read, I love hearing the characters talk to eachother.

Been sticking pretty close to my meal plans, it's no fun or easy but I've been doing it the last three days.
That and walking and doing little things to help me keep focused.
So far, no one has seen the 190 on my wrist and asked what is the meaning.
"It's my weight on Mars." "What I hope to score on a test" "My complete turnaround from being a cannibal."

Well, off to write articles, not much money but every little bit helps.

190 and hopeful.

2014-06-13T08:22:30Z

I know what that number means to me.
It means freedom, and hope.
It means changes in the coming weeks.
It means, pain, sweat and tears.
It means temptations denial and self restraint.
It means a lot to me.
It is a goal and although not lofty, still feels like years away.
Well, it'll happen, so they say.
Time to drink more water and walk it all away.

Starting to get excited about my upcoming trip, I already have the perfect outfit for the BB museum.
Now, what will I wear to the Shaker Village?

Really want to see my boys come training time.
I would feel so honored.
All that aggression and sweat, so male and wonderful!
Men in skates, yes going to my happy place!

Work hasn't been too horrible as of late.
Even though I'm working a lot, it hasn't gotten me down too much.

Still can't believe B&N hasn't called me for a job.
Seems as though employers want the perfect person for the job, or "Hey we have too many applications. Let's not choose anyone with an "S" or "C" in their name. Good idea."

Haven't seen the hotter than hot guy at work lately.
Don't have a name for him either, other than the hot one.
He's tall, strong, dark and handsome.
My god, he just oozes sex. Like I want to go up to him and tap him on the shoulder and tell him, "Excuse me. Please stop coming to work. You're making me think of sex. At work. I'm thinking of sweating, and panting, and pain, and desire." Yup, I was on the treadmill for twenty minutes.
Maybe he left because he was just too damn hot to look at.
My god, I feel my tongue hanging out of my mouth when he's around.

My not so hot, but kind of cute guy who used to say hi to me is totally not saying anything to me or getting in my line.
I think he found someone cuter and younger and thinner than me.
Oh, well. See if I say hi to him ever again.
No that would be rude.
I just won't say, "hi" and think, "oh yes. Me like you. You have long hair. Talk to me long enough and I'll giggle like a schoolgirl and embarrass the hell out of myself."
Yup, no more IQ points lost on that one, I have bigger fish to fry and lust over...Speaking of which...

Working on my Cert. for the daily art prompt.
I want it to have my man, but can't figure out a title.
"Going Gaga For Gul Dukat"?
"Google degree in Gul Dukat"?
"Giddy Gal for Gul D?"
"Digging Dukat"
"Dukat's Dolls"?
"Dukat makes me a girl gone wild"?
"Dreaming of Dukat"
"You had me at Dukat"
"Sorry I only date bad guys"
"Cardassian romance specialist"

With days like these, who needs bad ones?

2014-06-10T06:02:48Z

Evil brother came home the other day.
By that I mean that he came to where he is renting a room from us.
He invited a guest over without asking.
I told him no, he acted like I had no right.
His name isn't on our lease and he acts like if he pays us x amount that entitles him to a list a mile long of privileges.
Hubby asked him to get rid of guest and he refused.
Now why don't we kick his miserable arse to the crube?
We need him to sign over the title to the car he gave us.
He and my parents gave me and Hubby a car to use and was supposed to sign the car over to me.
He never got around to it, and now that we have asked him to do it, he is either A.not in the mood, B. In a bad mood and saying he won't sign the title over for any number of reasons. C. Drunk. or D. Never around.
Have asked parents what to do, and they have no recourse or sway over him either.
So till he signs over the title, he can stay here and be a dick and we have to put up with it because he has us over a barrel.

I hate feeling this way, I feel powerless.
He has friends over whenever the f he feels like it.
Plays his TV as loud as he wants to.
He drinks, he does stuff that could get us in trouble with our complex.

I want him out of here.

We thought we could help him if he stayed here, but instead he's helping himself to be a jerk.

He acts as though he owns the place and has as much right as we do.
Well, his name isn't on the lease.
Ours is.
And if he does something here that isn't allowed, we could be held accountable for it.
He needs to do something that would leave him holding the basket for a change.

Went to the library today, to get my copy of Silver Linings Playbook, only the jerks had taken it off hold!

Today's Daily art prompt was so boring, it took me days to get around to it.
I didn't care for it one bit.
It's just a bunch of lines.
At least it's done.
Will post pictures of it and others when I have more.

Work wasn't too bad today, went by pretty fast.
My "hi" guy has stopped getting into my line.
Sad face.
But he doesn't need to, it's not like we were madly in love.
Or maybe we were and he is avoiding me on purpose!
HA!
That's it, we are having a lover's quarrel.
At least we would be, if we ever A. said more than a few words to each other. B. Knew each other's name C. Was interested in the other that way.
Minor details!

Walked last night.
Will walk again when the rain lets up, or might hop on treadmill.

I ended up making that cake, blue with blue, pink and white frosting. I also put berries on top, YUM!
Really loving playaway audio books and books on CDs.

And in other news...

2014-06-07T07:28:12Z

The power went out at work today.
So there I was, set to go to my lunch.
Just knew that since I am always sent late, they were going to send me late.
At 3:40 ish that is when it hit, power went out.
Oddly people still wanted to be taken care of, as if they didn't think that the lack of power was an issue.
After ten minutes we told everyone to get out.
We waited around in the dark.
nun of my hot guys tried to talk to me, and the one who usually gets in my line, got in someone elses line.
Had he gotten in my line and smiled at me, things would've gone great.
But no, he snubs me and for that the power in the building went down.

HA!

Got to leave early, but was starving by the time I got home.
Ate my lunch two hours later.

Hubby and I have decided that it will soon be time to let little brother out on his own, since he likes to be a little shit half the time.
He can go that in someone else's home.

Watched a bunch of Beckii Cruel videos, seemed like her Dad was greedy and they were trying to cash in on something that just was a fad that's it.

I really like her Danjo Dance? I think that's how you spell it.
I don't know.

Tom. means another crappy long day at work, but at least hubby is driving.

Family dinner with the jerk family has been called off this week.
It was Ken's Bday and we were going over on Sunday.
But Meg has her bro. Kly living there with her and he brought with him two dogs.
See Meg has a dog grooming business and while she was grooming one of them, one of Kly's dogs bite her client's dog.
Then they say Ken doesn't like to have people over so that's the end of that.

Maybe I'll go to Hamacon on Sunday?
Though I don't know...

Might make a pink lemonade cake with blue raspberry frosting.
It'll be epic!

I want to write a book.

2014-06-07T07:07:07Z

It will be a non-romance romance story and the big scene in the story where the hero tells his love how he feels will go like this.
He will enter the room calmly with no swager or confidence whatsoever. His walk was normal and level and as he sat down in the chair, the lady whom he had no opinion one way or the other, sat still in her chair with her greasy hair and pimpled face hidden behind a book.
Her heart didn't beat faster, her bosom didn't even stir let alone heave. His presence went by unnoticed. It didn't even register for her. In fact, to say it didn't register would be giving his presence too much credit.

After yawning and looking at the ceiling, he has this to say to the lady in question, "you know I've been thinking about it a lot, and I'm just going to come out and say it. The lack of sexual tension between us it's..."
"Stunning" she finished for him as she licked her fingers loudly and turned the page of her book.
"Yep, that's what I thought too." He says and just sits there because he doesn't have the passion or will to leave this horrible terrible realthi......ah who cares, grab a beer and go watch "Reno 911"

I hate children!

2014-06-06T05:30:07Z

No I hate the parents who can't control their freaking offspring who come to mooch off my store on Family Night.
You want to hear a bunch of kids screaming and crying at top volume, come to my store.
You want a bunch of kids running around knocking stuff over, well...

I wish I could never work a Thursday again if it meant I didn't have to do close on Family night.

Well, at least I got to sample some of our black forest cake.
Yup, this is my kind of health store, we have cake and candy bars with bacon in them.
Dear god in heaven, biting into one of those bars is like having an outer body experience.

Got to talk to some of the girls a bit, by talk I mean they did most of it and I sat there and listened to them.
Talking about their kids, the power being out in homes due to a storm.

Oh the storm, we had what seemed like a ten minute hurricane.
The rain came down hard and sideways, then the umberrals flew off the picnic tables, and some of my co-workers and a courtesy clerk went out into the storm and and retrieved all the umberrals and got drenched. Later CC Z asked if he could borrow my comb. Like I keep one handy?
Made me wish I did, poor wet guy!

Had on my Crosby earrings today, really wanted to talk hockey with someone but that didn't happen.

Another day at work came and went.

I have a mid-shift tom, and then I work 11-7PM on Sat.
Next week I have lots of hours, I hate my life!

Wish I had time to work on my DPP's, I started added things to what I've done. Some of them just looked so stupid I felt embarrassed. Though, I shouldn't since this is just something to do to get the creative demons out of my system. It's not as if I were trying to sell them or enter them in a contest, bc I'd lose.

It's just so sad that I have all these dreams to create, but I can't seem to do that well.
I love art, though I can't prove it with my work.

I see things other's make and they look so cool and cute and professional, and mine, mine is just so bare and no rhyme or reason, no straight edges, nothing...I'm just no good at anything.

I don't have to be, and I'm not!