Saturday, January 31, 2009


Whenever I check my Facebook I always have a friend request from someone I went to high school with. Most of the people I know, not exactly well, but I know their names and I know a little about them. But I always find it weird to get a request from someone that I maybe shared a few sentences with my entire high school career.

My high school was very clique'y. I know that it's normal to bond with people that share the same interests as you and so sometimes that can be construed as clique'y. (And i'm aware that's probably not how you spell it but I think it looks cool like that so fuck off.)

But my high school was way more than just certain people branching off into groups. Every year there actually was a clique of girls who had a name for themselves and everyone, even the teachers knew it and acknowledged it.

Sort of like a bad 80s movie right?

Well my year the girls were called the one eight. They were the 18 most popular girls, or so they thought, in my school. Before them was the elite 11 and the nine. The girls in my year even had custom plates with their name and their number. Like Jenna7 and Carmen5.

What is so funny about these girls, who thought they were better than everyone else, is that deep down they were the same as anyone else. For instance, I never smoked but I would stand out on the sidewalk, which was off school property by the way, with my friends as they smoked. And these girls even asked me once why I would stand out there with people who "smoked!" Because obviously people like that were gross and deserved to be scoffed at.

Two years later, most of them were coke heads and their new name was the dick sucking squad.

Moral of the story: Don't talk shit because everyone has something that someone else sees as not good, and when you talk shit about someone else and act like you're better, you're really not.

Instead you're just a hypocrite with an STD. Enjoy.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

100th post!!!

Today is my 100Th post which is very intimidating! I was trying to think of something all creative and shit but fuck it. I'm hungover.

Which brings me to the topic of the day. BEER! My favorite beer of all time is Leinies Honey Weiss.
Honey Weiss Pictures, Images and Photos

It's local and it's the shit. Love, Love, love it.

When I was sick, the doctor told me no alcohol. Hold up! Me, no alcohol? Yeah right. Truthfully it's not even the getting drunk thing that's so important. I'm from Wisconsin. Which means I love beer with pretty much everything. Some people had suggested I switch to non-alcoholic.

Yeah, except that non-alcoholic beer is like kissing your cousin. Just not right.
beer Pictures, Images and Photos

It's a good thing I can drink whatever I want now after the surgery. But I really think this is a problem of huge proportions. Especially because my liver isn't going to be able to handle this forever. Maybe Obama should add it to his list of things to do. *New law effective today, all companies producing beer must also offer the same product in a non-alcoholic alternative that tastes exactly the same*

Good thing I'm not president. My priorities seem to be a little messed up huh?

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

I can see!

I can see! I can see! I can see!

When I was 16 I decided to try contacts. The first day I went and got them, I was so nervous. It took me forever to figure out how to put them in and how to take them out. But finally I got it.

So that night I went home with my new contacts thinking I was the shit. Me and my girl decided to go out that night and have a little fun. A little fun turned into trying acid for the first time. Yeah I know. Not the smartest thing to do the first time ever wearing contacts.

Everything was cool; Or at least as cool as everything is when you're tripping on 3 sugar cubes. But then I went home and tried to take them out.

It's really hard trying to grab a contact out of your eye when you're hallucinating. It was so hard that I started freaking out and grabbing at my eye which became so sore and irritated, and only made the situation worse.

I finally got the stupid things out after like 2 hours, but I never wore my contacts again after that.

It's been a long time since that experience and I decided to try it again. I'm older, I don't trip anymore. What could go wrong this time?

I have them in right now and I love the fact that I can see. I keep checking for my glasses though but I'm sure that sensation will eventually go away.

I still have trouble getting the damn things out, but I'm hoping I'll ace it with a little practice. My eyes are all fricking dry now though. She made me take them out and put them back in like 3 times. My eyes were so blood shot it looked like I'd been smoking some ganja or something.

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Going to need to get some eye drops until I get the hang of this. People at work might get the wrong idea.

Speaking of work. I got sent home yesterday. I was all excited to get back to work and shit. And then they tell me my doctor hadn't approved me for work so they sent me home. Then called an hour later and said they got the forms signed and I could come back. As I was sitting on my couch with a beer, that wasn't happening! So I got another day off. Over 2 weeks off, it was really hard dragging my ass here today.

But it's Bad Girls Club tonight and the bitches get a new roommate. Can't wait.

Monday, January 26, 2009

The gauntlet has been thrown bitches

I have thrown down the gauntlet and am waging a personal war at my job.

As I've said before, I work in Customer Service for a pre-paid debit card company. I know, sounds fun right? Whatever. It's a job until I get done with school and they have full benefits and pay well.

The only problem with my job is that they have such a high turnover rate that they enforce hot seating. Meaning you can sit anywhere you want.

This is the worst policy I have ever seen in my life. Seriously.

Why is this the worst policy? Because:

- people spread germs when sharing computers

-everyday when you come in, you have to lug your stuff to a different computer

-if you're using a different computer everyday, you have to re-configure all your
links and favorites.. every. single. day.

-it's nice to have people you know around you. makes the work day go by better. if you keep getting moved around, you may be by people you don't know and that SUCKS!

- my job is lame. at least when you have your own desk you can put up your own shit and TRY to make the ugly cubicle look a little better

Most of the people that work there have pretty much taken possession of a particular spot and made claim. Technically, if someone sits in your seat, you can't make them move, but it's pretty much common knowledge that if someone sits in the same place everyday, don't try to sit there. It's rude!

So I've been there for almost a year and a half. I have staken claim on a certain spot. Everyone knows this. Sometimes we get some newbies in there who try to get uppity and steal my spot.

What do I do? I come in earlier than that person and steal it back. After a couple days of this, they give up. I do not mind waking up earlier, losers.

Bring it on!

So I've been on medical for 2 weeks and we got some newbies in, and i guess they're trying to take over every one's spot. Not gonna happen. I just need to re-establish my position.

I know this probably sounds like tha lamest thing in the world but I do not give a good god damn. I'm not having sex. I can't drink like I used to. My BF left me for a skank ho. And I listen to people complain about not knowing how to use their debit cards all day, like it's hard or something!

PLEASE. Give me something here. Even if it's a stupid desk at work. It's all I ask.

Bitches better step off!

OK, off to work now. ;)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

A little change

I finally found a place to get a better layout for my blog. Here's the link if anyone else needs one. They have some really really cute layouts there.

It's nice too that you don't have to pay for them. I love my blog and I find it really therapeutic but there's no way I was going to pay for a layout. I'm a broke bitch don't ya know?

So I hope you enjoy the new one though. I've always had a thing for argyle and of course Pink. Best color in the world.

And the beat goes on and on and on

i love full house Pictures, Images and Photos HIDEY HOE RANGER JOE! Remember that from Full house? Classic!

Well, I'm back at work after a 2 week leave and it feels super weird. On one hand it's good to be back in the real world, off of my couch. But on the other hand, I'm still healing and feel like maybe I should have taken a little more time. I've used 72 hours of my PTO for this surgery and it's only January. I really can't afford to use any more so here I am.

I've been staying at Robbie's for most of the last week. At first, so she could take care of me, and then because I didn't want to go home and see Kammie and C. Kammie did apologize to me for yelling at me the other day, which I appreciate, but it still doesn't fix everything. First of all, as I've said before, I really wish they would keep me out of their drama. I have asked them both repeatedly and am still dragged into the bullshit. C is pretty much all drama, so if I have to completely ignore him in order to avoid all this, then that's what I have to do.

On another note, I think I may be almost ready to start dating. I was thinking about couples this morning and actually missed the Ex for about a half a minute. But then I remembered what a loser he is, and how he treated me, and then I realized I don't miss him. What I do miss is having someone there for me. When things were good between us, it was great having someone there to talk to, and sleep next to, and cuddle with. And we used to have a lot of fun together too. But obviously there was a lot of bad times too and he was a liar and a cheater and so obviously I would never go back there.

Robbie and my other girls are great to hang with and we have a lot of fun, but I really miss having someone to go home to at night. The unfortunate thing about it is, I hate dating. I hate getting to know someone and then finding out that they aren't good enough, or you don't click, or you're not compatible in bed, or he's the same as the last guys you've dated. And then you have to start all over again. It's so depressing.

But I just might be ready to tackle it finally. I'm starting to move past all of the hate I have in my heart for the Ex and what he did to me. It's a new year. It's time for a fresh start. And I'll never find anything good if I'm always looking for the bad right? I just have to be a little more smart and not rush into anything just because I get lonely sometimes.

I can't wait to be all healed. Then I can work out again. It'll be spring soon. Perfect time to lose a few pounds, get some cute new clothes, and get back on the horse.

Cheers to looking ahead.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

A little afternoon lovin

I've been wanting to write this post for awhile but never knew how to start if off. And it's sort of a personal topic, but I'm just gonna say fuck it, here goes.

Have you ever masturbated to a book? Like not a picture book or a dirty magazine obviously, but an actual fiction book? I actually don't masturbate on a regular basis. I know some girls say that because they don't want guys to know how much they do, but I actually don't that much. Only when I have a really big itch and it's been awhile.

And when I do masturbate, it's always to porn. And not magazines either. I usually have to have the live action.

But not this time. I was laying on my couch reading Swallowing Darkness by Laurell K. Hamilton one day, and I got to a sex scene, and I said what the heck and let it rip. This is just really weird for me because normally I need visuals but I guess that day my imagination was in high gear.

Always going to remember that book, aren't I?

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


I have finally reached my limit with Kammie and her stupid BF. Last night when we were all chilling at Robbie's house watching the inauguration and Bad Girls Club, Kammie actually made an appearance for once. But after being there for awhile, she got up and slammed out of the house. When I asked C if she was OK, he told me that she was mad because she thinks he's sleeping with Robbie...

Woah! WTF! I looked at him like he was stupid and told him not to talk to me about it because, #1 I thought he was making it up, and #2 whenever bullshit like that comes out of his mouth, I try to stay out of it because it always turns into some drama.

SO this morning I went home to see my cats and chill out, and I saw Kammie and C and they seemed ok. But after being there for awhile, she threw him out of the room and slammed her door. He started yelling at her about not sleeping with Robbie... He comes out in the living room getting ready to leave, and trys talking to me about it. I told him I didn't care and to keep me out of it. But then he comes back at me like why did you even ask about it last night then?"

Fuck him! I asked if Kammie was OK, I did not ask him to get me involved in the bullshit.

So he leaves and then Kammie comes out of her bedroom accusing me of talking shit behind her back and it's all my fault that this gossip is flying around.


Hold up Bitch!

All I ever did was ask why she left last night mad and if she was OK. I never said anything to anyone about anything. Fuck both of them. He tells her all this stuff in her ear and instead of asking people about it, she gets all paranoid and goes off on them.

She says she's my friend but fuck that! This kid does nothing but start trouble where ever he goes. This is why no one likes him and why none of us ever want to hang out with him. We invite her out all the time and she sits at home in her room with him being all paranoid. FUCK THAT!

I told her off then I called him and told him off too.

She's supposed to be my friend and roommate and all she does is listen to this fucking kid even though she knows all he does is start shit. Like all I have to do all day is sit around and worry about those two. Please! For every ones sake, get the fuck over yourselves.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Inauguration Day!!!

Good morning! Today is inauguration day and I am so excited. Since I'm healing, I've been staying at Robbie's so she can take care of me. Which is actually pretty nice because her man is in Texas so it's nice and girly here right now. All the bitches are still sleeping but I'm about to wake their asses up! People are coming over soon and we gotta get ready.

Is it OK to start drinking beer at them am if it's for the president? Oh, who cares? I'm drinking hella!

I was really surprised that it's so early in the morning. People will be at work right? That would suck if I had to work and missed it. Guess there's a good thing coming out of this medical leave.

On Saturday, I came over here and lounged in the chair all day. She ended up having some friends over and I think I overdid it but I'm healing nicely.

I had the most fucked up dream last night and I woke up crying. I dreamed one of my best guy friends, P, was dead. His mom called me and was like, oh yeah, he had a heart attack and died in his sleep. Fucked up huh? I hate dreams like that because they make you really think, what if that did happen? I texted him first thing this morning just to make sure. He's OK thank god but you never know.

OK, time to get ready for the party!!! Have a good day everyone and congratulations to us all on finally evolving in the right direction!

Saturday, January 17, 2009

Quick update

Just a quick update to let you all know I'm doing well after the surgery. I was really nervous the night before and started to feel really lonely facing it alone. Until I realized I have friends and family that were there for me. I'm still really sore and out of it so I'll blog again soon when I'm feeling better.

Can't wait for inauguration Tuesday! GO OBAMA!

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Talking back never felt so good

It's been awhile since I've posted. I've just been laying around this week being high off my meds and really couldn't even focus on the computer. Surgery is tomorrow and I'm really nervous. It should be a pretty simple procedure, if nothing goes wrong. I've just never had surgery before so it's a little nerve racking. Then I have another week to sit around and try to recover. Fun Fun.

I got so tired of sitting around and being lazy the other day that I decided to have the girls over to watch Bad Girls Club, have some drinks, and eat some yummy sushi. We ended up going to a bar after that, and having an after set at my house. Not a good idea. My upstairs neighbors pounded on the floor for like two hours. We did get a little loud so I guess they did have the right. Most neighbors would call in a noise complaint but we kind of live in a lower income neighborhood and the people are mostly cool. Or they just don't want police contact. Either way, still pretty cool neighbors.

I have been enjoying this little break from work, even though it gets a little lonely and boring when everyone else is at work. I've even started evaluating maybe looking for another job. I work in customer service and sometimes I seriously want to pull my hair out.

People call in to get help with their pre-paid debit and gift cards, such as unemployment and child support cards, ATT rebate cards, and mall gift cards. And let me tell you....

Working in this job has really shown me how very stupid people are. I'm not even kidding. I know that we only use a small part of our brains, but some of the people I talk to all day, either are too lazy to use common sense or just don't give a damn.

Here's a few things that run through my head all day as I'm pretending to listen to these crazy people:

"Well, if the gift card was so important to you, why didn't you use it in 2006 before it expired? Why is it so important for you to call me up and scream at me because you're too stupid to see the expiration date on the front of the card?"

"The CVV2 is the 3 digit code on the BACK of the card. No where does the prompt ask you for the last four of your card number. Open your ears and listen for once."

"Why are you trying to use your child support money on yourself anyway? That is supposed to be to take care of your CHILD. Remember them?"

"I am not unemployment! If they fucked up your money then please call them and yell at them, NOT ME!"

"Why are you telling me you are going to sue me? I just work here retard, grow the fuck up!"

And those are just some of the things that I wish I could say to people. Too bad I'd lose my job if I ever did.

I can't wait until I graduate and get a job in my field and get the hell out of a call center.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

Wandering eye

Aren't doctors supposed to be all professional and shit? Hmmm. I think so. Especially surgeons who are going to be cutting you open and looking at your insides right?

I think so.

So I went to the surgeon this morning and it has been decided I'll be having surgery next Friday. I am a little nervous because I've always been very healthy and I just don't want this to lead to many other health issues. Anyhoo. The doc was really nice and really sat down and explained everything to me. But his eyes kept wandering down!

Yes, down. You're a doctor, I'm sure you're aware women have breasts right? And I wasn't even wearing anything revealing. Just a cute sweater. Maybe he had a lazy eye. I don't think so though. Just a man.

It's good to get checked out though isn't it? Too bad he wasn't in his 20s and gorgeous but hey, you take what you can get right?


So when the lady called me this afternoon to set up the surgery date, she gave me two options.

#01- Jan 16Th. This is not the best day because Kaylas birthday is the 17Th and she's getting a limo.
#2- Jan 20Th. This is a horrible day because it's inauguration day and we were planning on having a party. Can't miss that.

So we're going with January 16Th. I may even be OK by that Saturday. Who knows.


I just checked my myspace and I had a message from the Exe's sister. She's younger than him but she was always really nice and I always made an effort to hang with her at family things. Anyways, I asked her how she was liking the exe's new GF, and I got the best response in the world. THEY ALL HATE HER. That is so funny. She says that she always trys to keep him away from them and she acts phony too.

When I met his mom, I was always really nervous because he told me that she's never nice to the girls he dates. And even his own family thinks she can be sort of mean. But they all loved me. I really hate when you break up with someone and you have to break up with their families too.

Oh well. At least I know she's not having a good time of it. And it's nice to know I'm missed too.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Going Hard

Does anyone remember doing beer bongs? Ever? Yeah I know it seems a little juvenile but sometimes I love to pull out the beer bong and down a few. Me and the girls did it on election night.


And we decided to do some last night. Not sure why. It was a Tuesday night and I had "Robbie" and Kayla over to watch Bad Girls Club. And something about that show just gets us all riled up.

No better way to get riled up than to down a couple beer bongs. Probably not the best for the pancreas. But sometimes you just have to go all out.

Or at least I do.

Compromise is sometimes hard to do

Thanks for all the well wishes everyone. I really appreciate it. It's really weird for me talking about such private things with people I don't know, but overall it's nice to know there's people out there who care.

I went to the doctor yesterday and was told I have to see a surgeon tomorrow. I'm a little nervous but all in all, I've decided that this is probably the best option for me. I'm only 24 and I can't live worrying when my next visit to the emergency room is going to be. I was talking to "Robbie" this morning about it and I told her I wish I had something a little sexier wrong with me. Having an operation on your gall bladder sounds like something an elderly person would have done, doesn't it? I guess any sort of illness is going to sound bad, but still.

The cold I had yesterday is pretty much gone thank goodness. I rested in the morning and went out for happy hour in the afternoon. Sounds like a bad combination but it obviously worked so who cares?

I sort of got into a little tiff with "Kammie" yesterday when I woke up and her BF's toothbrush was in the bathroom. I know it sounds silly of me but I cant help myself from getting a little irritated. Before we moved in together, she specifically made it a point to tell me she did not want the Ex at the house every day and did not want him moving in. I assured her that was not even an issue. Now, her BF is at our house almost every day. Even when he works night shift, I wake up and his shoes are by the door. She says he's not there every day but I really beg to differ.

So yesterday when I saw his toothbrush in our toothbrush holder I got a little peeved. Then I noticed he had two pairs of shoes by the door. Why does he need TWO pairs of shoes at our house? It always starts with the little things. First, they leave their toothbrush over, then their shaving kit, then clothes start showing up in the closet. I guess I kind of freaked, but he never goes to his own house and I just really needed to make it clear that another roommate is not OK with me.

I really don't want to fight with "Kammie" about it but I guess whenever you have a roommate there's always a little compromise that is needed.

Monday, January 5, 2009

Playing hooky

I've decided to take some PTO tomorrow and lay on the couch and watch TV. I know it's sort of irresponsible of me, but I really do not care. I came into work today and the cold that has been coming on for the past week has decided to completely take over. I'm sure going to the bar last night with Katy did not help any. And I'm even more sure that staying up until 4 with "kammie," Katy and P was even worse. But hey, how was I to know that the partying was going to kick the cold in?

This morning was absolutely horrible talking to customers on the phone. People would ask me something, and in between coughing and sneezing, my brain seemed to be on hiatus. You know that stuffy feeling you get in your head when you have a cold and you feel like you just can't concentrate on anything? Ya, that was the way my head felt all morning. I felt a little better after having some soup, but I'm still going to play hooky tomorrow and try t relax.

If you haven't noticed, even on my days off, I never just chill and relax anymore. I'm either running around doing errands, partying with the girls, or playing with the baby. So I think I day of laziness is definitely needed. Otherwise I think I'll just carrying around this damn cold forever.

It'll be a good day to go to the gym too and sweat it out.

I finally have my doctors appointment in the morning to find out about my gall bladder. I switched to a really nice doctor so I'm hoping they will take it out for me. I am only 24 and I really don't want to be sick like this forever.

*Keeping my fingers crossed*

** OOH and Gossip Girl is on tonight, Hellz Ya!

Saturday, January 3, 2009

New Years Recap

We got back from out little trip yesterday and I am still recovering. I knew I was gonna go hard but I think I overdid it just a tad bit. We ended up going down there with just 5 of us. Which worked out OK actually because with all of our stuff there turned out to be less room in the van. The party was pretty fun except every girl there was wearing a towel pretty much. But I guess that's just Chicago for you.

The hotel we stayed at was really the only downside to our trip. We stayed at the Congress Hotel and we found out that the employees have been on strike for 5 years. The guy who owns the building lives in Syria and uses it as a tax deduction so he does not care if it makes money or not. All of the employees there are temp workers that make minimum wage and do not care what happens with the place. I asked for 3 glasses of milk and an apple and they did not have any apples. Then, when they brought the milk for $8.54, the guy did not have any change so he charged me $20 for 3 glasses of milk. Worse hotel stay ever!

I do kind of wish that we hadn't stayed up all night and day New Years because then we were all so tired and could not get enough energy to do anything else. I finally got the meet A, my Exes Ex. She lives in Chicago and they dated when he lived there. When he moved back up here, me and him started dating and he never told me they were technically together. He said that she was still in love with him and wouldn't leave him alone. We figured it out though and ended up becoming friends. She's younger than me but definitely a cool cool girl. She's coming up for the fireworks this summer so I'm going to make sure I'm not all tired and sick when I see her again.

I did end up drinking quite a lot at the party and I was OK but my body just feels really tired. I just need a few days rest I guess. I don't have another day off until Friday though so I'm just going to have to take it easy this week.

I hope everyone had a really good holiday and i hope we all have a really good year.