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Looks like this can take up most of my workday.
Is it wrong that it makes me want to puke when i hear about my ex-boyfriends? As good as myspace is, it's dissapointing that i can have an update of my ex's lifestyles-and how head over heels, gloriously, incredibly, happy they are with their wonderful, better than it was with me, lives. Sure, i guess i don't have to check their comments of glittering "love yous" or pictures kissing their girlfriends, but maybe i want to find out what the boys who were my best friends for months are up to lately-they certainly don't just talk to me on their own.
Maybe my bitterness stems from the fact that i'm single, maybe it stems from the fact that boys have no problem dumping me and finding a girlfriend the next day leaving me to believe that i was certainly never good enough, or maybe it's because i very rarely care about somebody so much and realizing i'm not important to them anymore makes me feel like i'm not too important at all.
Either way, knowing that my ex may have moved in with his new girlfriend who "he's on a much high level of love with than ever was with me" makes me want to hurl.
I'm babysitting. That's right-the girl who didn't actually hold a baby until she was 18 years old, who has never been alone with a child before, who really imagines the only thing to do with babies is pet them on the forehead like a cat, and who totally thinks she'll be the most unknowing/worse mom ever. But Rosie's brother trusted me enough to come over and watch Maria while they attend a screening of Harry Potter. At least Maria is cute and funny and it might give me a little insight to what i'll be doing once my aunt (and mother, which is far far away) duties come along. Well, she wakes up in an hour and I have to change her diaper-hope this goes well!
Gerard, your leather jacket was funny, and your last album was quite well produced and somewhat enjoyable. But did you have to go and do this?
I Social Climb puts it best by saying: "i'm sorry but i fail to see how a band can be an action figure and still be cool. each member of my chemical romance comes with a tissue box and a girlfriend to dump him for being a pussy."
A highway patrolman pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway.
Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the blonde behind the
wheel was knitting! Realizing that she was oblivious to his flashing
lights and siren, the trooper cranked down his window, turned on his
bullhorn and yelled,
"NO!" the blonde yelled back,
"IT'S A SCARF!"
Hey Robert, at least Alexander McQueen likes my pants enough to copy them. Well, except his are maybe made better. MAYBE
So before our Rock Out with Your Bach Out recital, Hilary helped me construct a dress form, for Le Rat use. That's right, just a tshirt duct taped extremely close to my body:
now i can make more cool things like this that Robert needs. I guess i didn't really need a dress form for these though.
This girl said her dad is blind and supplements money by making fake poop. I guess the next time i need money, i'll come up with really random ideas too!
On today's MSN News of the weird i found out the following:
Japan is doing it's job to conserve energy-they've created a heated bra. You put gel pockets in the microwave-then in your bra. Ya, that'll totally make me want to turn down the heat in my house
Someone's created a "turbo tap" that pours beer in 2 seconds!
When is a drink worth $950? When Chicago makes "The Red Ruby" which just sounds like a martini but contains a one-carat ruby
And this one wasn't so much weird as just pretty stupid, haha.
PALM SPRINGS, Calif. (AP) -- If you're going to grow pot, you might think twice about calling the cops. Authorities in Palm Springs, California, report Ronald Meyers called police fearing someone was trying to break into his home. Responding officers didn't find a bad guy, but asked Meyers if they could check inside. Police say they found a pot stash worth 100-thousand dollars, including an eight-foot-tall marijuana plant. According to police, more plants were growing in the garage.
The First annual Myspace stupid haircut awards!!
my favorite comment:
Style: The Punk Skunk
Stylist: Pepe Le Pew
Dear Boy Sets Fire,
Perhaps i saw you play the best show awhile back at the Ottobar, because last night was not good. You barely played any good songs, not to mention you kept preaching the same exact message over and over. Don't say stupid shit like "music isn't a revolution-getting out there to do something is. we aren't doing anything new" Any normal asshole realizes that.
Dear The Dwarves,
You were awesome. Ha-larious. The only words out of the singers mouth besides lyrics were "Ya. Ya. Ya. Fuck ya! Ya."
Dear Crowd (at sonar) (or any other club where annoying kids are)
1. Coalition Against Hardcore Dancing-I whole heartedly support it. Stop dancing and start watching the band
2. Your girlfriend doesn't need protection. And if she does, she's stupid and shouldn't be in the front anyway. Stop holding onto her hips because that just looks really lame
3. Don't be an 8 foot tall man and stand right in front of me. Especially if you're fat, and especially if you aren't going to do anything but stand there with your arms crossed.
4. Don't crowd surf. There is no exception. I will try with all my heart to steal your wallet, and more than likely your shoe.
5. Don't be a girl with super frizzy hair all standing up front. Pull that shit back or get it cut short, it's really annoying when it's all up in my face
I think i'll be in the bottom 75% of income earners for quite a majority of my life according to this article.
I was so convinced 2 years ago that raising the minimum wage would be a horrible idea because inflation would get out of control. But now that gas is rising to $3 a gallon, it costs over $4 for one box of cereal, and a cone isn't even on the McDonald's dollar menu anymore, inflation is already getting there and i believe it is time we raise the minimum wage-and wages all around! I thought my salary sounded pretty good, but when i realized i'm making under $15,000 a year and trying to live on my own, it is definitely not good.
So most hipsters would hate keg stands, beer pong, and flip cup, and would rather sit around at a dive bar drinking pbr all night. But i will never change my mind that "the house party" is still the best time i could have. And i am still quite happy that my college years were filled with attending and throwing them, despite the description from the Phat Phree
Sgt Pez: http://uploader.chipszone.net/userfiles/IxAMxPOISON/diy/8813.jpg
robbi607: oh ashli
robbi607: stop sending me pics of yourself
Sgt Pez: hahahah
Sgt Pez: i know
robbi607: your tits really have gotten huge
Sgt Pez: really?
Sgt Pez: i thought they looked small there
Just because i need to read this every couple of days...
Don't be with someone who doesn't do what he says he's going to do.
If you can find him, then he can find you. If he wants to find you, he will.
Cheating is bad. Not knowing why you cheated is even worse. Don't date any man who doesn't know why he does things.
Men are never too busy to call a woman they are really into.
If he only wants to see you, talk to you, have sex with you, etc., when he's inebriated, it ain't love - it's sport.
Don't spend your time on and give your heart to any guy who makes you wonder much about anything related to his feelings for you.
It's very tempting when you really want to be with someone to settle for much, much less - even a vague, pathetic facsimile of less - than you would have ever imagined. Don't.
Deciding to get back together with someone is a complicated and difficult decision. Just remember that the person that you are getting back together with is the same person who, not long before, looked you in your eyes, took full stock of you and all your qualities, and told you that he was no longer in need of your company.
You can't talk your way out of a breakup. It is not up for discussion. A breakup is a definitive action, not a democratic one.
Sgt Pez: i'm hearing something like the flute again
Sgt Pez: i think someone has a radio on
Klecker at work: hahaha maybe it's the pied piper
Klecker at work: hes calling to you ratface
Sgt Pez: hahahahah
Sgt Pez: the pied fuckin piper
Klecker at work: hahahaha
Klecker at work: what the hell is a pied anyways
Klecker at work: fucking loser
MSN had some tips for going back to work when being sick
-If you know you’re sick with the flu, stay home.
-Get a flu shot, which not only protects you but helps prevent contagion.
-Within a day of becoming ill, ask your doctor about antiviral medications, which can shorten the episode and contain the virus.
-Be especially cautious between late December and early March, the peak of flu season.
-Sneeze or cough into your elbow, not into your hands.
-Clean phones, doorknobs and desktops with alcohol swabs.
-Throw used tissues away!
-Wash your hands and face often with hot, soapy water.
but i'm wondering about this one??
-During flu season, never let anyone lick your keyboard.
I called in sick today. Sick days in college were no big deal-no one cared, no one noticed. It was the same as my skip days. But now that I have a job, i'm reminded of my high school days. My sister reminded me of my mother because she came in my room when she woke up and said "maybe you should stay home." (Unfortunatley she's not here all day to make me chicken soup and cover me up with a blanket on the couch-but that's alright.) I always hated missing class-I'd have to make up the work which just stressed me out on the day i was supposed to be relaxing. I don't have to make up work now, i just have to figure out how to save up from not making today's pay. Oh well, I'll go back to watching tv and sleeping.