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| When I get old |
| 12.29.06 (9:34 pm) [edit] |
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I'll talk about Christmas later.
Since I feel like hell (with the disease that just won't quit, every major hurdle it comes back again, and me without insurace) I just want to share one thought. I hope when/if I get old I don't become so... lonely/depressed/picky/fu ssy/anal/whiny that I have to call up my grocery store and complain about being overcharged a whole 50 cents for...basically rabbit food, that should have maybe been on sale (because it was in the ad!) and pestering the grocery clerk, who not only doesn't work in the department in question, can't make you that department's problem, but has never even heard of the rabbit food in question, on the other end attempt to find out who is wrong and who is right. Chances are in the time spent making the poor, weak, grocery clerk identify the general spieces of the rabbit food, find it, and come back, I will have just spent 50 cents on the phone call. $5 maybe, if I had to feed a lot of rabbits, and the difference added up to $5, possibly. But com'on! It's 50 cents! |
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| 12.21.06 (9:32 pm) [edit] |
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Dear [store name witheld]: Get into the goddamn 21st century! What kinda hokey-ass business is still so stupid about credit cards? Why did I forget so much shit! Damn near everything I've tried to bake tonight I have had just one little thing missing! God! Stuff has sucked so hard tonight! |
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| 12.20.06 (11:03 am) [edit] |
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Some things that have been happening lately:
On Friday I went to the Guns'n'Roses concert with my dad. First we went to San Francisco for dinner then the show. The first 4 hours really sucked. The show started at 8. They had a stripper opening act, a shitty local opening act, the opening act (which we honestly thought was them and we couldn't understand why they didn't play any good songs and it must be them because this is usual concert letting-out time), and then Guns'n'Roses. Because my dad and I both had to be somewhere far away from the stadium early in the morning we didn't stay through the whole show. We weren't the only ones either. There were two songs that we didn't get to hear (Civil War, Paradise City) which you just knew were going to be big closers. So, too many freakin' opening acts or they should have started an hour or two sooner. The whole time my dad and I were thinking "We could have been in San Francisco or working an extra two hours had we known." The semester is over. I didn't finish my painting with the evil ferns. It will need to be done later. Of course, within hours of this relief, my body allowed aspects of my nasty cold to come back. In addition, I got my grade from my figure drawing teacher, the one who is bitter because he's never made the big time, doesn't like San Jose for the simple reason that it's not New York, has a Stanford education (which is a wonderful academic school, but not so much art school) which he shows off by using a complicated word when a big one will do, cares more about pretty pictures than accuracy, but most importantly, can't draw. His final comment, "Most of these drawings seem rote." I wasn't even sure if I was reading his writing correctly with "rote." Turns out it means mechanical and unimaginiative. Perhaps if I had drawn figures with no shoulders, no bones in their feet like half the class did I would have gotten a better grade. I wore bad shoes Christmas shopping and now my feet are blistered. I need to go to one more store for shopping then I will be done. I was going to write a long entry once about the obnoxious crazy animal rights lady who stands outside the store shouting, "Animal Abuse! Sign to fight it! Sign!" And you talk to her, she doesn't seem to represent anyone but herself (not PETA or anything) and while her shouting makes it sound like all you have to do is sign a petition, what you really have to do is give her $10 for some reason. I think she cares about animal rights because she has the manners of a boar. And for some reason neither the store nor the police can do anything about her. Anyway, the store manager has finally chased her away with a broom due to too many customer complaints. I have never worked at a job where any one person was so universally hated. This one little twit (who my husband thinks has ADD) stares off into space when she should be working, complicates things, won't shut up, decides she needs to be doing some menial task that is unnecessary right that moment (like changing bags when we are really busy, and right under my feet. I almost intentionally farted on her once), plays with her hair at just the wrong time, and tried to steal one of my shifts once (which is what really made me hate her although she probably didn't do it maliciously, just stupidly). And finally, I hate Internet Exploder so much because now for some reason I can't read Andrea's journal. The page will load, some error message will come up, it comes up all the time, but when I click it off on her page, it turns the window off, and I can't even scroll down to read the entry. And I hate working 12-9 and I hate 3/5 shifts. I'm sure it makes sense to the break-assigning computer but it sucks for us. Current Mood:not as shaky and weak as I was yesterday |
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| Thought for the Day |
| 12.16.06 (8:29 pm) [edit] |
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Mmmnnnnaaaahhhh crap blarg fugger plft *whimper* kill kill kill sleep energy canna plffft yaaah! matter grades must have grades dude where's my contrast, shoot the deer *whimper* carg! mmmmnnnnnnnnn let go, never gonna make it hurt let it go, who cares, naah! holy nack!
Shit. What movie am I going to watch now? |
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| Thought(s) for the moment |
| 12.15.06 (10:45 am) [edit] |
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1. Who knew there were so just about as many out and proud racists in Hollywood as there were in our government?
2. I wish the essay Jeremy and I wrote in a rebuttle to "some people's" biggoted, (yes biggoted, how else would one describe calling southerners slow, dirty, and sluglike), and just plain uninformed (with claims like, "She controls that whole marriage. She has to because he would run them into the ground given the opportunity") hadn't been deleted. I didn't get to sleep until after 3:30 the other night because of that. She needs to be bitch-slapped resoundingly. 3. I'm glad we have MySpace because now we know who our real friends are. Speaking of people that need a good slapping... I ended up staying another extra hour at work last night because the girl that was supposed to close called in sick, leaving only this unfortunate girl who was born without common sense to close. And I volunteered to stay an extra hour to do whatever I could. Needless to say I was exhausted when I got home. 4. Safeway sucks. I wish Raley's bread didn't suck or else I'd never go back. 5. I need to paint ferns (little ferns) today. 6. I am sick of the robots/pawns at school, the ones that work at the administration building and are robot-like because they only have a few binary responses to every command (their favorite is "Does not compute") and (chess) pawn-like since they are disposable, and only the first line of defense to keep as many pissed off people away from the big players as possible but useless and disposable when it gets right down to it, and it's extremely rare for one to become a hero and be resurrected as queen or a rook. 7. Guns'n'Roses concert tonight! 8. Better go to Safeway now...grrr... Current Mood:  n/a
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| To Do |
| 12.14.06 (9:12 am) [edit] |
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Before Monday:
1. a bunch of ferns
2. a big oak
3. a big fallen log, and a little one
4. a little tree with big leaves
5. a little tree with little leaves
6. a white tailed deer
7. water
8. underwater
9. coho salmon
10. two mushrooms
11. clovery lookin' things
12. a rock
13. the monstrosity in the foreground containing half of my plants/animals.
After Monday 1. Go Christmas/Birthday shopping 2. Clean out car 3. Clean/organize bedroom 4. Play! 5. Finish swimming drawing 6. Practice drawing 7. Finish forest drawing. |
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| Arguing |
| 12.14.06 (2:32 am) [edit] |
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Wow. Who would have thought that arguing and taking a person's every little stupid, inane, biased, petty, etc, etc, statement and grinding it and them into a fine powder could be so invigorating!
Damn! This is better than an energy drink! I'm getting work done! Too bad I have to be at work in.......7.5 hours WHOO! Current Mood:  hyped up!
Take that, bee-otch |
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| Dammit |
| 12.08.06 (10:27 pm) [edit] |
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My mom just wrote me and said that the Queen musical We Will Rock You is no longer playing in Las Vegas. The whole fucking reason I wanted to go fucking Las Vegas.
Fuckity fuck. It is apparently being replaced by The Producers which of course won't open until after we're there. Spamalot opens in March (long after we're there), Avenue Q closed earlier this year, Jeff Foxworthy, Bill Engval, & Ron White will be there this Sunday (we won't), and the Blue Man Group, and the Cirque Beatles show are ungodly expensive. I am so pissed about this you have no idea. Current Mood:   pissed and sad
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| Thought for the moments |
| 12.07.06 (11:12 pm) [edit] |
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I feel sexy...
(sarcastic, and bitter) Some people, who are over-sensitive, don't read this, names don't start with K, and I wish hadn't caught my bouquet (damn fairy lights) need to not be so bitchy, dramatic, controlling and over-sensitive. Those people will quickly find they have no friends if they keep treating them so poorly. Current Mood:  blaah, unsexy...but at least I don't have to go to class at 8 in the morning twice a week anymore, or put up with a bitter teacher who can't draw. |
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| Seminoles Buy Hard Rock |
| 12.07.06 (10:38 pm) [edit] |
| The Florida Seminole Indian tribe just bought the Hard Rock Cafe chain from the English. I think there is some poetic justice in that. |
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| 12.05.06 (4:53 pm) [edit] |
| Thursday is the last day for any time in the foreseeable future that I will have to get up early for class. This is good news. |
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| 12.02.06 (3:41 pm) [edit] |
| I haven't done anything today! I slept till 11:30 drew a few leaves, and that's it! |
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| I wish |
| 12.02.06 (12:26 pm) [edit] |
| I wish I could do Christmas stuff, like shop, cook stuff, (I finally got a deep frier cookbook), decorate my tree and outside, but I have to do homework instead. |
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