Wednesday, May 17, 2006

My Head Hurts

Stun backwards is nuts. Stun nuts. Nuts stun. Awesome.

I've been the same. But sunburned.

Since nothing ever happens to me, I'll give y'all a quote of something I've said everyday, and you can figure out what kind of day I've had based on the quote. I dont know if that last sentence made sense, but I'm tired, so I dont care.

me: "I keep having dreams where I get arrested. Seriously. I think that's the last time I read a book about incarcerated women. I pity people too much. I'm a giver. I hate that."

Friday, May 05, 2006

It's Cinco Demayo! Or however you spell it!

And it's the end of the week! Good deal.

Let's see.... this week has been full of ordeals and zany misadventures! We'll start with last Saturday afternoon. In a fit of boredom, I called up Kurt and Kelly to invite myself over, and wouldnt you know, they were on their way to the Farmer's Market! I told them to hold up, and hurried right on over. So I got to spend some time with Kelly and Kurt at the Farmers Market. I ate lots of good food and laughed at a man who tripped over a dog and fell right in front of a singing choir that kept on singing with him sprawled at their feet.

And, hmmm.. oh yes! Yesterday I lost my toe nail. It was really gross and I almost passed out. But then I realized there already is a new toenail underneith the old one, so I only kind of passed out. I guess. So right now, I have half a toe nail. And I was really looking forward to wearing sandals this summer. Oh well. Life goes on. Kind of. Keep in mind, however, if you know me, you're gonna hear me complain....

Yesterday, I also went out to lunch and parked right next to a car with it's back seat full of stuffed bunnies. Not real bunnies, fake stuffed animal bunnies. This lady (I'm assuming it's a lady...) had a sign on her door, it said something along the lines of "I know it's Easter. The Easter Bunny comes once a year. A real bunny lives for 10 years." And then it had a picture of a stuffed animal bunny (probably one of her own) and a real bunny. I had no idea real bunnies lived for 10 years. I thought it was only like, 3 or 4 years. Hmmmm. Also, it's not easter anymore. Soooo, yea.

This morning I went for my coffee run to Starbucks. It was really crowded because it was early in the morning. One of the drinks that was made, so early in the morn, was a Decaf mocha something or other, I dont remember (I was not caffeinated, remember?), and I got soooo mad at this lady for making all the miserable looking people around her wait for their only salvation in the morning while she got DECAF???? DECAF, LADY???? WHAT???? She could have waited....till lunch maybe, if she doesnt need caffeine in the morning. That's just rude.

Right now, there is a student pacing the hallways of my school. She's on her cell phone and. She. Is. Pissed. At what? I couldnt tell you. She's screaming! She's crying! I have to pee! But I'm nervous that I may get in her way. A very, very tricky situation I have before me. Do I go out and give her a sympathetic smile? Or do I pretend she's not even there? Ummm, I'll keep my head down, is what I'll do. Stare at my feet. Yes yes. And walk briskly. Off I go! Wish me luck. If you dont hear from me ever again, errr, it was nice knowing you.....

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

Last Night

Last night I did some payroll accounting homework. It wasnt hard, really, it was just figuring out what percentage of Federal Income Tax/SS Tax/City Tax/State Tax comes out of people's paychecks. The problem I had was watching these fictional people's paychecks become smaller and smaller. I felt bad for them. Poor M. Grubbe (who is single and claimed 3 on his w-4) with a weekly sallary of $535 looses a lot of money each week. S/He probably needed that money for the three he/she claimed on his W-4. And there I was taking hundreds upon hundreds away from him/her. For what?!!? WAR!!! POORLY BUDGETED SCHOOL SYSTEMS!!! CORRUPTED SENATOR PAYCHECKS!!! (who by the way, dont have to pay social security taxes). errr AND OTHER STUPID STUFF!!!

I dont think I'm cut out to be a payroll accountant.

No siree bob.

My mom sent me a fun link that allowed to turn Jodi and I into S. Park characters. Please enjoy...