Not surprising...

Under our favorite catergory "Just because you can, doesn't mean you should"...I present the following link. There are tooooo many examples of this principle to just pick one...so I simply offer you the info and invite you to be outraged, saddened, wondering why making babies is too easy, or bored, by whatever you wish.
http://www.hiphopmusic.com/best_of_youtube/2006/05/britney_spears_almost_drops_he.html

Stupid jerk-faces who I hate.

Some no-dick broke into our van and stole a bunch of stuff...I hate them and their ass faces. They stole Mr. B's very swanky b-day present, the MP3 cd player, they stole my promotion present MP3 player...they stole our US cell phone that doesn't even work in Canada...they stole Mr. B's leather coat which i bought Him and He looked daaaammn good in...they stole the SOG i bought Him for Christmas...they stole the Mitch Hedburg cd that JUST got burned for me...oh, and they stole a pen. i hate them. Jerks. Jackasses. I hope they get a horrible ailment that causes liquids to come out of places that sting.

A total waste of space

I thought that people were supposed be nice to each other and help each other. Apparently, not so much. I use the word hate a lot and I probably shouldn't because it takes away its power when you really really really hate something/one.
I hate this man.

http://msnbc.msn.com/id/12851397/?GT1=8199

The News...presented by Prozac, Paxil and Drain-o

Oy vey. Oma watches the news. A lot. Like 3 or 4 times a day (you would think this would make her informed or edumacated but you would be dead, dead wrong). And today, I watched some of the news with her and my mother. And I cried myself to sleep. And it was 5:30. 5 burned up kids, one burned up mother, 6 DIFFERENT fatal car accidents, a beached whale, a drowned kid and (this was gruesome) a dog that some sick fuck tried to skin WHILE IT WAS ALIVE. And this was all in the space of about 20 mins. Ew. I am going to watch Strawberry Shortcake...the original, not that new poser bitch

Lucky for me!

I just did a quiz on www.tickle.com and this was the result...and I didn't even cheat!



just, your city style match is Seattle

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Brain crushing boredom

And it's been less than a week...this is a good sign. Oy. Probably just all the Oma germs swirling around. Honestly, how can one person make so much evil?

UNEMPLOYMENT?!

I've had a job since I was 12. Without a hair of exaggeration. 15 years. As of tomorrow 5ish (or whenever I decide to go home heehee), I won't have one anymore. For an undetermined amount of time. And it's weirding me out. Like, a lot. More than I should. I never thought I was defined by my job (as glamorous as they have been), but apparently, I was a little. Or am. Or whatever. And it's weird. I am like really sad. I teach people how best to stack their wicker for shitty money, fly all around the country to shitty little towns to repeat same, and I am sad I don't get to do it anymore. What the hell?! Oh well...at least I have waterproof mascara...