My favorite gift this Christmas would be Buy One Get One Free Diet Coke 2 Liters at CVS.

I would stock up but I thought I might try and give up soda for the new year??

But I love it soooo!

HRM (my initials, in case you didn't know)

Her royal majesty
What a royal travesty
Her people plead for love and devotion
In return delivered sadness and commotion

Her royal majesty
What a royal controversy
She rules with an iron fist playing the part
Allows no one, nothing, nobody into her heart

very fat, maybe homeless, I hope crazy man that I had to call and complain about before because he was sticking plastic grocery bags down into his ass to clean himself while alone w/ me in the laundromat is there again.

His stink quickly takes over the not-very-large laundromat.

While I was putting my clothes in the washer at the opposite end I was trying not to vomit. I'm not looking forward to going back several times tonight.

I hope he leaves soon!

the only reason I mention it is because no one ever calls me at work even for work-related things so it was funny to get a call from baby Greg all the way from London. Not sure why he decided to call me, normally email is just fine but it was nice to get a phone call for a change. Besides, I don't think I've heard his voice since my graduation party Summer 2006. You still sound the same, older than me :0)

I deleted a large portion of my blog late Thursday night. I was trying to update the Amazon links in my sidebar and ended up accidentally deleting a ton of the blog. I was freaking out because I wasn't sure if it was gone forever and I've been blogging all this crap since Aug 2002 so that's a big portion of my life's history gone plus all the hard work RR has put into it. I thought he was going to be furious w/ me.

I was trying to delete one of the Amazon images from the server because I wanted to change the size of it and I didn't realize that the main folder for my weblog was also highlighted so when I hit Delete it started deleting everything in my weblog folder. It took me a bit to respond because I didn't expect that to happen and then finally I hit stop but it was too late. When I first went to check the site to see how it looked, it looked the same so for some reason I thought maybe the computer decided to have my back and didn't really delete all that stuff because why the hell would anyone do that? But then I ended up reloading the site and it was a mess.

I wanted to contact RR ASAP so first I tried emailing but only had the patience to wait a minute w/out a response. My cell phone doesn't work at my mom's so then I had to go downstairs and call RR from her phone but no one answered. (Jenn, when will you ever switch your cell phone to voicemail and not the office main line???) I repeatedly called until I got an answer and talked to RR.

I told him I did something really bad and he started to freak out. He thought it was something like I screwed him over somehow so when I told him what I did he didn't really seem worried. He said we should have a backup and it would be fine. So now she's back up w/out losing any data. Now I'm afraid to mess w/ things so I'll take some time off. That works out anyway because I'm at my brother's and he doesn't have wireless so I can't use my laptop. I'll just use his once in awhile like I am right now.

Thank TimeMachine for backing the server up properly!

Me: shake my head No

White Hen cashier: Just hungry?

Me: Yeah

Really I wanted to say Yeah I'm aggravated. You three are standing there like white trash assholes going on about your nonsense instead of just keeping your mouths shut and taking care of customers.

I just went in for some snacks. I live right next door so go there when I need something quick. I've never seen these people working there before. Normally I like the people working there for the most part. Today there were 3 people behind the counter. A 40+ something white trash woman, a 20 something white trash chick in a wife beater and about 7 months pregnant who could have been the woman's daughter for all I know, and the third was maybe an Indian guy 35+ or so who didn't look white trash but guilty by association. The pregnant chick was talking about some conversation she had w/ I assume a friend about how she should punch someone at work, a customer?, I don't know but I'm standing there while they run my credit card and I had nothing to offer the conversation and they were making me a bit uncomfortable so I guess I had some face on that the woman thought was aggravated. Why the hell she has to call me out on it I don't know. Bitch, you're working, leave me alone. If I look aggravated, whatever. I can't tell you I'm aggravated at you, your pregnant bitch will punch me or maybe you will or I can't come in to stupid White Hen anymore, who knows. You don't ask customers that. If they are aggravated it's because of you so if you think that they are, don't ask, just assume it's you and change your attitude.

Bottom line, leave me alone and do your fucking job!

It's totally overused.

"I'm a very competitive person."

Think about it. Are you sure? or do you just think you are??

Nobody likes to lose but that doesn't make you a competitive person.