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Tuesday, October 13, 2009

♪: owl city - fireflies

This song makes me happy.
Like, puts a smile on my face.

Lately, nothing has happened. Quite literally. Work really sucks. The work itself isn't bad, just the snobby coworker who believes I'm stupid because I live in the south and am 5 years younger than her. Flowers float out from her ass. She's from Portland, Oregon and that alone makes her married to God.
BLEH.

At Crafty Hands, not only do they know my name and greet me like an old friend, but they're just so, AH. It's like my home away from home? Barnes and Noble is just awkward. I was ordering a BLUEBERRY (omg, delicious) scone and a mocha frapp and this girl could hardly hear me and, instead of asking me to repeat myself, turns to her coworker like she holds the secret to life. Wtf? I'm right there, I'm not some doll you pressed to talk and am distorted.
Why are people so aggravating?
Of course I'm being contradicting.
I do enjoy meeting new people, but I hate being around people all the time. Like, Sean invited me to a party Friday, but I was in such a crabby mood and wet from work, I didn't go. It was a game board party too. I love playing games with new people. Last time I did that was two years ago, on a Halloween.
Fuck!
Halloween is coming up.
I miss handing out candy to the children (and the occasional overweight redneck who has a boyfriend who is obviously drugged/drunk. Sad thing is, they think they're the only ones who do it and it's just the funniest thing in the universe).
Maybe I should stop - I'm being spiteful.

Fuck, I want a drink.
Why does my family never carry any hard liquor?
Wait.
Why does my family never smoke an occasional joint?

ps -
My second sock :)

pss - this made me laugh out loud, in the middle of some guys' conversation.

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