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Has it reaallly been this long since I've posted? Wow... Okay. So I've been a little busy.
I almost died today. Like, literally. Let me just say that cell phones + incompetant drivers should be outlawed. I had a green arrow. I turned. Some clueless bitch comes charging through the intersection past her RED LIGHT. RED MEANS STOP. You see, apparently, some people, while on their cell phones, lose any common sense or basic knowledge. And obviously, she could not multi-task these two simple tasks: talking and driving. She came approximately one inch from hitting me head on; my little Probe, and her giant Escalade going at about 60 mph. Who would have walked away from that, and who might have ended up in the ER? You know the worst part? She just laughed and WAVED AT ME TO GO AHEAD. Jesus Christ.
I hate people.
And I got a job. Like, on the 8th. heh. I work at the Fire Mountain Grill now. Where the 'folks are friendly.' Sure they are... as long as you're a paying customer. If you're an employee, you're their slave. I worked five 10-hour shifts this week with no break. That's like, against the law, right? At least it's a job. I just hate the fact that everyone feels the need to boss me around. One of these days, I'm going to snap. I can feel it. So, yeah. That's why I haven't UPDATED the STORY that some of you might be wondering about. But for the rest, that's just why I haven't updated this blog. Like you care, though. I've been working 10-12 hour shifts. Just please be patient.
That is all.
I says: there are codes for the walkie talkies?
Jen says: yeah.
I says: ohh. what's the bathroom break code?
Jen says: i dunno. we'll say 101.
I says: sweeet. "I'm takin a 101 over an out"
Jen says: no no. "I'm takin a 101 in the b-room. i repeat, a 101 in the b-room... over an out"
I says: :D and then you have to make the little static noise
Jen says: oh, definitely.
Angelot says: wtf is a 'kinigit?'
I says: a knight, stupid.
Angelot says: you know what? you're stupid.
Angelot says: and it's spelled 'night'
I says: moron!
Himitoad says: stupid moron!
Angelot says: uhm. moron!
Jen says: well, this has been the most interesting conversation starter EVER.
Jen says: ...morons.
~scribbled by jen sometime around 1:57 AM
My Alias dvds were shipped on the 5th. Kind of. I was tracking the package and they haven't moved since. You know what? That is unacceptable. UPS must stand for Unorganized Piece of Shit. Really. It shouldn't take too long to get from Deleware (origin) to Pennsylvania. Right?
Actually, I'm not really all that mad. As long as they get here, I'm fine. I'm just curious as to why they haven't moved. So I won't bite, don't worry. I had you fooled though, right?
I cleaned my room last night, too. I know. GASP. SHOCK. It was mostly clean clothes that I never fully got around to putting away. And some other junk. It didn't take to long.
My "w" key isn't working right. It keeps sticking. I didn't spill anything on the keyboard, though. At least I don't think I did. It's kind of a pain to keeping rereading everything, making sure the "w" is there. I'm sure I missed one somehere................ heh.
btw, I think the pictures should be working now. they do for me at least. let me know.
I says: tag. you're it!
Jen says: tag.
I says: tag.
Jen says: tag. time out!
I says: damn.
Angelot says: if i was president, i'd pour a bunch of jello mix into the atlantic and have a pool party.
Jen says: ??
Himitoad says: that's heartening.
~scribbled by jen sometime around 11:30 PM
I guess the landlord is selling the whole complex. Something about financial difficulties... although, I can imagine. I'm sure his hospital bills are an issue... stomach problems, I guess. And then there's his wife, who happens to be addicted to the home shopping network as well as possessing a mild case of OCD. Financial difficulties are quite understandable...
It doesn't bother me so much, their little boy gets on my nerves and it will be nice to never see him again. But what does bother me is how this is going about.
First, the real estate people put up a sign RIGHT BESIDE the driveway. Now when I go to leave, there is absolutely no way for me to see if the road is clear because there a giant Prudential sign eating up my personal vehicle space. If they moved the sign back a few feet, it would be just as visible and less hazardous. I'd move it myself, but, you know, I just like to complain.
Today he gave an hour notice that there would be people coming to look at the house. An hour. And guess what? I was still sleeping thirty minutes into that hour. So, I had to get up and clean my room. In thirty minutes. Have you seen my room??
What happened to common courtesy?
When the people do show up, an hour late I might add, they get to my room where I was happily playing some GCN. The realtor gives me a nasty look and points into my room in the manner of a five year old in the candy aisle. I don't think she liked me, and that's okay, 'cause I thought she was a bitch as well. The man says the following: "Oh, the daughter looks like she's camped out in her room." Haha. Yeah, I am. ...Jesus.
The daughter. Who the hell talks like that?
Then the woman steps in and comments: "Wow, this is a blue room." She says it to me as if she's letting me know; like I never would have guessed. Holy observation, Batman, it IS a blue room! Thank God she showed up to tell me that or I never would have known! I would have lived in this room blissfully unaware of the blueness engulfing me. Thank you God, for sending me this precious messenger!
I felt like I was in a zoo. I really did.
But hey, at least now I know what color my room is.
Angelot says: i have a headache.
I says: huh?
Angelot says: a headache. you know... an ache. in your head.
I says: wtf are you talking about. Jen?
Jen says: seriously. i have no idea..
Himitoad says: vanilla wafers. they arent vanilla and they arent wafers.
I says: huh?
Himitoad says: theyre like.. buttery fried cookies.
Himitoad says: but theyre kind of good actually.
I says: wtf are you talking about? Jen?
Jen says: seriously. i have no idea.
~scribbled by jen sometime around 1:31 AM