yeah...that's what i am: a worker. i'm either working at lowes, or the school, or in my house. working sucks. just saying. if you can, avoid it at all costs.

lowes work is the same. except for the fact that joe (our department manager) had spent the last month or so actually being nice and totally liking justin/i...it was weirding us out for a while but now we're used to it and we can actually joke with him. it's a fairly nice working relationship.

the school work BLOWS. it's boring and stupid. as are the people here. a guy walked into the office here and honestly asked "what time is noon? 11 o'clock?" wow sir. i'm glad you're signing up for your ged.

the house work is moving along nicely. i've got a few rooms "done" where i only need to put art/pictures/curtains up. i'm proud of myself for actually getting shit done. now i just need to move faster. oh, and schedule a plumber for next week to come in and do an overhaul on my plumbing. yeah...that's gonna suck (my bank account) but it needs to be done. party's in 4 weeks. wow. this year flew by so damn quick.

so you know i'm a high school sunday school teacher. well...this year i've got 11 kids (yay! the past 2 years i've had 3) and i'm also "team teaching" with a lady. she's old and stuck in her ways. you know i never call people old unless it's justified...seriously...she was my 4th grade sunday school teacher. yeah...i've been out of college for 3 years now. she's old. the "stuck in her ways" thing is the bothersome thing though. she honestly doesn't think i can do this sunday school gig. she's been talkin smack to me and anyone who'll listen for weeks now. after the first class she walked into my mom's class and told her that she needed to step up in class because i don't give structure for them. i'm sad to admit that made me kinda me want to cry that she told my mom that i couldn't provide structure for these teenagers even though i've been working with teenagers/what they need for 10 years now. oh...and even worse...this past sunday i honestly did cry when i got home cause during class she yelled at the students for "inappropriately talking over one another" even though they weren't.

just read this article and it made me happy. i love when teenagers do the right thing:
http://highschool.rivals.com/content.asp?CID=1001714

i'm back to writing. i've got half a chapter done for the book rob and i are working on. it's been in my hands since february and i'm FINALLY writing it. i'm gonna write a bit more then post it for him to write more. i forgot how much i love writing.

justin wants to read some of my work. i'm actually nervous about that. i don't know why. well...i kinda do know why. no one here has read or seen any of my work. they've heard about it but haven't actually seen any of it. showing him my script is really opening myself up. i don't know how i feel about that...

i'm going to pick up tickets tonight for the UI/MSU game next weekend i'm going to with pam and justin! i'll be decked out in my IOWA gear for a game in east lansing. that's always fun. i'm hoping Iowa can take wisconsin down and that we're gonna walk into e.l. with a 7-0 record...that'd be great.


QotP:
super-band: who are they and what do they do?

ok...i should maybe get some actual work down...now that i've been here for an hour. peace out chillins.

i mentioned i would post like 2 weeks ago...obviously i lied. not intentionally...ok...maybe...kinda sorta intentionally *shrugs* forgive me? come on...you know you will eventually so just get it over with so i can get on with this fuckin post....


ok...now that we're in a good place again (only had to drop the f-bomb once for your forgiveness...what a friendship we have...) here's the scoop of life:


i haven't gone out to the movies in ages...it's weird. well...not THAT weird as i have no time to go. i do but dvds still (my collection is nearing 500 movies) and i watch them at home.

home. have i ever told you i love having my own home but HATE the stupid upkeep? well...i do. i love my house. i hate working the crappy plumbing, the roof that needs to be patched, the bathroom that needs to be redone, and the doors that need to be replaced. i'll get it done. i swear i will. i'm currently working to fix up everything i can before november 13th because i'm FINALLY having my housewarming party (it only took almost 1 complete year from when the house legally became mine). if you're in the flint area (and actually know me) come on over. i'm making jungle juice *smiles*

i haven't had my jungle juice since the last party in february...but i have had MANY drinks since then. i go out with justin quite a bit. i was going out for "thirsty thursdays" with my girl lisa but she tends to frown on my major drinking. i can see not wanting to watch someone drink heavily all the time but i don't do it all the time. seriously. i work heavily all the time and when i actually go out i drink a lot maybe once a month. i know that doesn't sound any better but whatever...it's the explaination i'm giving you. i went out with justin like 2 weeks ago after work. we met at the bar at 12:30pm and we were gonna leave at 2pm. his girlfriend amanda (one of my newest friends) came up at 2. we all ended up drinking and playing pool until 2am. yeah. you read that right. justin and i drank/played pool for 13.5 hours. it was delightful. he's been teaching/encouraging me in playing bar rules for pool. i'm getting pretty good. not great. but pretty good.

i'm also pretty good in terms of my standing with the flint school district. i was specifically requested for this sub job by one of the district big whigs. i've been turning down small jobs this month so i can work at my house when not at lowes but i couldn't possibly pass this one up. it really wouldn't look good for me with the higher ups. i'll grin and bear it. oh...forgot to mention why i must grin and bear it...you're gonna love this part. so at the end of last school year i applied and interviewed for this pupil accounting secretary job at mott adult high school and was denied. i apparently lacked the qualifications required to make the job a complete go (i had everything except the experience...even though i'm a fast learner it was a no go). anyway...i was called specifically for this sub job at mott adult high school and i couldn't turn it down cause i like establishing my name too much. anyway...the job i'm subbing for? pupil accounting secretary. yeah. so...i grin and bear it.

lowes is more than grin and bear it. i like working with justin and one of the stocker girls (tori) is completely awesome but dealing with some of the shit that goes along with the job is a bit much. joe (the department manager) is sometimes a complete tool but then at times it's like he can't stand the thought of justin and i leaving. it's weird. i work with a guy named mike. he's a douche like the last mike. [NOTE: i have YET to meet a man named mike i actually like...] i was close to punching mike in the face today. no need to get into the story...just know it almost happened. i walked away and justin worked hard to make me laugh and avoid mike. have i told you how awesome of a friend justin is?

i've gone on a resale shop binge lately: i bought "new" chairs for my dining room. i found new art for a few of my rooms. i found some cds. i found the perfect stand for my christmas trees. i found picture frames for some of my own photos. i found new books.

qotp: what are some of your favorite things?
watching movies. seether. cerulean. writing. "the wizard of oz". trees in fall. reading. taking artistic photos. random paintings. finding new music. the nephews. anything twilight. sharpie markers. tasty vodka mixed drinks (usually flavored vodka and sprite). taco bell's chicken tacos. the internet. playing pool with friends. film theory (who would've seen THAT one coming?). a few boys that i've met over the years.


ok...works done...and i'm sitting here...i'm out for now. i might write again tomorrow if i remember more stuff to tell you.

i am:

i don't think people view me as "gushy" or "emotional" though...i think that's the only thing that's WRONG.



ok...i'm at my brother/sister-in-law's house and therefore cannot remember everything that i actually want to write on here. i know that's a lousy excuse but you'll just have to deal with it. it's all i've got.


i'm only working 3 days a week at lowes these days...monday, wednesday, friday 4am-12pm. i've decided to take a month off from taking school sub jobs so i can focus on getting my house finsihed. i'm planning on painting and fixing everything (or at least the vast majority of things) this month during my off time so i can finally have fun (aka a sweet ass party!)

i did a photo shoot for my friends' cd art last month and some pics are posted on their myspace...check them out: http://www.myspace.com/ctownboysmusic i have a feeling you'll like their music and i sincerely hope you like the cover/back photos of the cd especially since i took them *smiles* i'm such a art comment whore *shrugs* whatever.

i'm still reading a ton of fanfics. get over it.

i'm trying to get back into my writing. i actually WANT to do it. i think i may have gotten past my first slump (though now i need time and ideas). i'll get there. maybe i won't disappoint with that now...

i'm excited for movies that aren't coming out this month (and some that aren't coming out this year). dude. seriously. THE A-TEAM! i'm so there! justin was hating on the a-team this past wednesday and i had to school him on what was up. the a-team is the shit! it's gonna be great!

speaking of justin: i drink/go to the bar with him often. i also drink/go to the bar fairly often with my friend lisa. i however don't drink/go to the bar with my mom very often. so when the chance to mix the three came up last week i took it. my mom talked to lisa about school stuff while i played pool with justin. things changed in their conversation and i heard pieces of their convo "they're so good together"..."they have such a good friendship"..."he is cute"..."he's got a boyish cute face" then all of a sudden i see my mom inches away from grabbing justin's ass as he bent over to take his shot in the game we were busy playing. AWKWARD! bu...you know me...i called her out on it and made a huge joke about it. at that point he and i had been drinking for like 3 hours and that shit was HILARIOUS to me. so much so that i've made a joke about it every time i saw him this week *laughs* so funny. he loves my mom so it's ok. he fell in love with her when she walked in and started cracking jokes with me and let me put 2 shots (one for him and one for me) on her tab. "seriously colleen! your mom is awesome! she's great!" that's what i heard the rest of the 6 hours of our drinking that night...good times.

ok...i'm off to bed now cause i've been sick all day cause i was out in the sun ALL FUCKING DAY on the boat with brendan/katie/pam. apparently one day wasn't enough and we're doing it again tomorrow. i hope i don't die. i have work at 4am on monday (stupid lowes and their stupid need for a stupid truck on labor day). i'll upload some nice "vacation" pics when i get back to flint (aka monday afternoon)

i'm a slacker and haven't posted in weeks so "question of the week" has been transformed into "question of the post" (or QTP)
QTP:
has some member of your family every truly embarrased you?
i'm gonna go with a "thank god! not yet." it's hard to embarrass me cause i've put up so many walls within myself from childhood. i know that sounds bad but i mean "walls" as like a defense to pain/embarrassment. anyone who knows me knows that i can't NOT make a joke out of anything even (especially) myself. if i laugh at myself first then how can i be embarrassed by someone else?

question of the week:

what's your goal(s) today?

1. decide if i will take or turn down the job i was offered 20 minutes after i interviewed yesterday.
2. drink
3. in the immortal words of lloyd dobler: "What I really want to do with my life - what I want to do for a living - is I want to be with your daughter. I'm good at it."

i'm working at the summer camp this week. i'm successfully avoiding the 4am-12pm shift this week. next week's gonna blow. i talked to justin after he got out of work yesterday and he informs me that i will definately HATE the shift/the people in it. he's so funny.

anyway...the kids are mostly good. some are tools. some are awesome. you take what you can get i guess...

i'm still reading while here at work. probably more than normal. i have a lot of free time to read this week.


question of the week:
what's your strangest animal story?

while working at this summer camp like 6 years ago we had a presentation on horse management...during said presentation we took a tour of the horse barns and had a very up close and personal moment with one particular horse. the presentor lead our group of ~50 into one of the barns that was set up as an open arena with a sawhorse type object in the middle of the floor.

i was leading my group of 5 6th/7th grade students after everyone was already in the barn in time to see the horse being lead to the sawhorse. my group was being slow (thank god!) and missed out on the events to follow:
1. the horse walked to the sawhorse
2. the horse mounting the sawhorse
3. the horse getting it on with the sawhorse

i immediately turned and shoved my kids out of the barn with a "let's go look at the ponies! the ponies!"

i thought i would've escaped seeing something like that in my lifetime...
guess good things come to those who wait, right?

work's going good. i'm officially done at the elementary school now. not everything got packed as i ran out of time and boxes. but the workers know where everything is going so it's cool.

i'm back at the skill center now. monday-thursday 7am-4pm...well...at least for another week. then i've taken a week off from both jobs to go to work at that summer camp for a week (i leave friday) then i come home to a switched scheule at lowes. here's my schedule after i get back;

MONDAY	TUESDAY	WEDNESDAY	THURSDAY	FRIDAY
Lowes: 4am-12pm	Skill Center: 7am-4pm	Lowes: 4am-12pm	Skill Center: 7am-4pm	Lowes: 4am-12pm
Skill Center: 1:30pm-4:30pm		Skill Center: 1:30pm-4:30pm

looks like fun doesn't it? yeah. i know you love it *scoffs*


it's been more than a week since my last post and it seems as though i'm too busy or too "i don't wanna!" to post. whatev. i know you'll get over it *smiles*

i changed my myspace player around. added another song. seriously. i added taylor swift "you belong with me". yeah. i'm a 12 year old girl for this song it seems...ok...maybe not that bad. but it's weird how much i ACTUALLY like this song *laughs* not my normal style. i guess i even surprise myself with my eclectic tastes. wanna know the worst part about the song? i actually actively sought it out because one of the fanfics i'm reading is titled 'you belong with me' and is based on the concept in the song. yeah. i went there. i sought out the song based on a fanfic. even worse: it's not the only twilight (original or fanfic) related song on my player *shakes head at myself* i know...trust me. i know.

speaking of fanfics: i've just hit 65 fanfics i'm reading/have read. yeah. um...crazy? yeah. it's bad cause most of the stories i'm reading aren't twilight AT ALL besides the character names. like...if i changed the names no one would ever know and the stories would still be really good and heartfelt. it's crazy. anyway. reading is FUNdamental.

rob, ashely, pam, jason, and i had a good evening on july 4th. flint didn't have fireworks but we all stayed at my house having a power hour and playing euchre. it was fun. i love playing euchre. i'm gonna have a game night this week at my mom's house i think. i'm gonna see what some friends think.

the concept of twitter is ridiculous. don't expect that one to ever happen for me. i don't care if i become more famous than oprah.
i'm.
not.
doing.
it.
i'd rather be on facebook than get twitter. and since we all KNOW that's not happening. enough with twitter!

got a new phone. a blackberry curve. i hate the phone part of the phone. it gets super shitty reception. and keyboard is not great for my hincka hands *laughs* the awesome thing about the phone: the internet. i can read on my lunch hour now *smiles* the camera is sweet too. and i got my video feature back now too. oh...and i can put real song ringtones on now. the speaker on it is awesome. i have seether's "your bore' on there now. it's kinda funny.

question of the week: i'm actually doing 2 this week cause i didn't get one up last week. (*cough* answer the last one! *cough*)
1. your first kiss (first doesn't necessarily mean serious): what's up with that?

i was 5. in my sunday school class. i sat next to the mayor's son: colin collier (i know, right?). anyway...we were playing a game as a class and i was making him laugh (yes...i was quite the entertainer as a child) and for some reason he leaned over and kissed my cheek. i stopped laughing right away and looked all shocked at him then just looked back the game and fought off the embarrassment with more jokes (sounds kinda like me now doesn't it?).

2. everyone's got at least one...what's one of your worst moments?

i decided during my senior year that i was tired of being mad at my dad about dustyn. and i wanted him really back in my life. i hung out with him a lot and that year i also going to go to the community college at home for the first 2 years of college. i took mostly night classes and used my days to stay home and help my parents (mostly take care of my dad when he was sick for most of those 2 years). one day i was taking a nap in the living room before school and i heard my dad call my from the dining room. it wasn't unusual that he needed me for something but something in his voice was different. he'd been feeling good for the last couple weeks so i was a bit annoyed with the wake up call. but i got up and was walking into the dining room asking what was up when i notice a very large pool of blood under his foot under his chair.

i immediatly stopped feeling annoyed and never even hit panic mode...i immediately went into must-fix-this mode. i grabbed towels and water and went to work on his leg. he'd gotten a pin-sized cut in his boot while outside working. because of his poor circulation he bled. a lot. i couldn't get it to stop. i wrapped his leg so tight it would've stopped for anyone else. but it wouldn't. i told him we were going to the er and that he needed to just chill while i got the truck. he said he was fine and told me to clean the floor so mom wouldn't freak out when she got home. knowing that would be worse i cleaned quickly. looking up to see him sit in the chair so ired and work out. looking down to see the large white beach towel was completely red. i immediately changed the towel and got him out to the truck and drove like a bat out of hell to get to the hospital my parents always went to. why did this hospital have to be 15 minutes away via freeway?
 
i was making very good time when all of a sudden the front passenger tire blew out. of course. why would things go smoothly? as i moved quickly to get the jack out and ready my dad got out of the truck and, upon seeing my frustration with the tire, went to work. ordered me to get the new tire from the back and went about MY business of changing the tire.  we didn't talk. we didn't need to. he was such a stubborn man...but he was in his protective mode. he knew i hated hospitals (knowing i'd have a panic attack the moment i was there). he knew i was freaked out about his bleeding. he knew the reason i was having a hard time with the tire was because everything was weighing down on me finally. i helped him finish with the tire. cleaned up the site and went back to driving.

finally reaching the hospital, i parked in front of the er doors and rushed to get a wheelchair and the security gaurd took him in while i moved the truck. running back inside it took me a minute to find him. in that minute my panic attack started. i started freaking out internally. my breathing hitched. my eyes wondered the room. upon seeing this the security gaurd came up and said he was just in the next room with a nurse checking in. he led the way as my breathing slowed slightly. going into the room i immediately noticed:
a) the nurse was fucking SLOW when it came to paperwork.
b) my dad was sitting in the wheelchair looking so down it made my heart hurt
c) the once white, now bright red, towel was still wrapped on his leg/foot
d) no one at this point had thought to call my mom.

i went to call her and when i came back to the room my dad was alone as the nurse went to go finish th check in process. i told him that mom was rushing up there right now and he said i could leave for home. when i told him no, that i was waiting til mom got there so he wouldn't be alone...it seriously took every small morsel of strength i had to say with conviction. he complied but eyed me wearily for the next 20 minutes before mom got there. by the time she got there we were in the back. a doctor FINALLY was with him. she walked in the room in time to see the red towel come off his leg. everyone saw me fidgeting. saw my mini panic attack as it happened. mom told me to go home because there was nothing i could do except freak out more. she said she'd call. she told me she was happy i was home with him when it happened. said she was glad that i took care of him.

i left the hospital. was home for 25 minutes and got a call from mom saying that he was ok and that they'd be home when i got back from class that night. class was hard that day. i guess it could've been worse. when i got home my dad actually apoligized for putting me through all of that. can you believe it? he apoligized for getting hurt on accident. seriously? wtf? i gave him a hug and told him it was ok and that i was happy to help him. there was no way i was going to tell him exactly how scary that situation was. only afer i got to the er did the panic set in. only when my hands weren't working to help him did i freak out.

for the next few days, i helped clean the wound and change the bandages. it wasn't hard work. it wasn't gross. i'm used to blood. i got hurt a lot as a kid. it was everything together. here was my dad, the strongest man i knew, so...drained. my parents and i never told my siblings about the incident cause there was no need. it as a fluke. an accident.

when i moved to iowa 6 months later it was hard. he told me iowa was a better choice and that i had to do it for myself. he died a couple months after i moved. during that week my brothers and sister said something to me that i don't think i'll ever forget. we were sitting around talking about him and one of them said "you don't know...you weren't here. dad would get sick. he'd be good for a few days and then get sick again. you don't know what we had to do for them. you weren't here." as if my guilt couldn't run any deeper for moving 500 miles away? seriously? i was with him and mom for 4 years on my own. i knew how he was. when i left after that week at home (and in the six years since then) every once in a while i'll hear a faint "you weren't here" come in my mind when they talk about him. i can't help it. guilt can't just was away.



ok. now that i've made you cry. i'm leaving. i need to get a few things done before meeting ashely for "dinner". comment. i want your answers. don't make me revoke QoTW because i'm the only one answering. that's too personal even for a blog.

i work a lot. it's going good. boxing books and teacher materials is seemingly easy but i'm trying to be nice to the receiving school and label everything. i'm about to go into my last week over at the elementary school and i'll be doing nothing but packing for 8 hours a day. i NEED to get completely done before friday. maybe i should just stop caring about being nice...

as of the 7th i've got a new(ish) job. i'm going back to the skill cener during the days. i'll be doing some data entry for the new school year. i'll be working there 7am-5pm monday-thursday. i would be working til 6pm but i need to be at lowes at 6pm. gotta keep up my other responsibilities.

speaking of lowes and other responsibilities...i went through some crap at the beginning of the week concerning lowes and the school district. you already know my hours are switching next month but the school district didn't. i got offered an interview for one of the jobs i bid on a couple weeks ago and i declined it. yes. i chose lowes over a district job. here's my major reasoning: if i took the job when it was offered i WOULD be laid off by the end of the school year...putting myself in a slightly worse boat i was in last december because to take the job i would need to either quit lowes all together or quit receiving and go back to being a cashier - neither of which i really thought of a viable option. lowes has been my constant for 2.5 years and i'm finally in a department that i REALLY do like. i like working with the guys. i like working away from dumbass customers. i like being responsible for things. i know...it's weird.

so like i said...i chose lowes over the district job. i'm going to sub in the district on my off days/in the afternoons but i can't quit the one job that i know will allow me not to worry about losing my house. i'm an adult now. i need to think about it ALL. it's crazy. never thought my life would turn out like this. i thought more shit would've come together for me in college. eh. whatev.

also...i may have only jammed my left middle finger at lowes monday night. i HOPE i only jammed it. i fear i have a hairline fracture. but i didn't fill out an incident report cause i was able to move it and it wasn't bleeding. hey. come on. anyway. the swelling hasn't gone down this week and the bone still really hurts. it's the bone in between the the middle knuckle and the top knuckle...which explains why i can still move my finger. if it's just a fracture in a bone that doesn't move it's just gonna be painful. which is what it is. which is why i finally, after getting tired of hitting it, am going out to buy a finger splint. it may only be jammed (please...please God just be jammed) but brushing it on all the boxes i deal with is quite painful.

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reading fanfics like mad. i love them. read a smut-tastic one yesterday/today. awesome.

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hung out with rob, ashley, and dustyn yesterday afternoon/evening. yeah. you read that right. rob's here in michigan. ashley went to get him monday and it's awesome. he's here for another week so once i finally get my house cleaned he can come see it *smiles*

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the cats are crazy. and cute.

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my plumbing is shit. i need to get it looked at...but i'm never here and therefore have yet to use it this week. yeah...that's weird. i know.

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i put a new song up on my myspace page. most people don't go to my page. but still. new song.

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"The Proposal" 4.25/5 stars
i LOVE LOVE LOVE ryan reynolds and sandra bullock. them in a movie together = awesome. them in a romcom together = holy. shit.

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ok. so michael jackson died. stop fucking talking about him to me. what have i EVER done to make you think i would care as much as you obviously think i do? his death would have been 'breaking news" in like 1995...maybe a couple years ago during his molestor trial...but now? seriously? i don't care.

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question of the week:
could you genuinely care about someone you JUST met?

i'm gonna first give you the reason for this question: some of these fanfics i'm reading are based on this idea of love at first sight...sometimes more like obsessive need at first sight. and it just gets me thinking...

my answer: yes. i've actually felt it. not "love". just the overwhelming need to talk to them more. find out more about them. finding myself actually CARE what their answers were. find myself wanting to just be with them. sitting together watching tv. reading together. talking online. sitting with them as we studied. it's weird to say but i know i genuinely cared about them the moment i met them.

i never know how to do a layout for these posts...i tend to break them up and ramble in the breaks...deal with it.


work: never loved.

i always start with work...mainly cause i'm always doing it.

working at school really sucks. no joke. the work is annoying. the people are annoying. the job is fucking tiresome. it seems i'm dealing with a never ending parade of stupid. it makes me desire booze. i haven't "desired" booze since college.

lowes is going good. my hours are changing in a month and i wasn't sure i could do it at first. but i like working in receiving and REFUSE to be a cashier again because those bitches are CATTY! after hearing the news i thought about it for days and talked with justin a lot about it. i went in and told the operational manager that i would do it citing that receiving is my favorite department to work for and that the only way it could be better is if we didn't have mike on our team. he causes too many problems to work with freight flow. anyway...my hours aren't 4 hours a night sunday-thurdays now...as of july 20th our schedule officially changes to monday, wednesday, friday 4am-12pm. yeah. you read that right. breakfast at 2:30am. lunch at 10. drinking at noon. *laughs* if only i was kidding...

i've also got an annoying piece of news linked to awesome news. i'm gonna give you the awesome news first: mike totally got fired! yay! after 9 years of being a complete fuck-up at lowes the finally canned his ass monday night. he actually got escorted out during our shift. let me start at the beginning:

for the last 6 months mike's been breaking products, running pallets into beams, dropping boxes off pallets, running pallet jacks into things, running over feet with the pallets, causing MANY very close calls, not listening, and generally not paying attention. well...a month and a half ago he let a pallet jack run into a special order fridge and damaged it. the delivery guy was back there and freaked. he told one of the managers and a couple weeks later the manager stopped us all as we came into work to get us to agree to write a statement against mike for the fridge. ok. done. it's been another 2 weeks with no word and we've all gone about our lives.

well...monday night we were hauling it through our downstocking list and justin/i got called out to move pallets in the quick load area (mulch and dirt). as we were finishing up i hear "colleen dial 8-0-0. colleen 8-0-0" shit. store manager. justin and i walk over the outside register phone and he dials it before handing it to me (thanks for dialing...i didn't know how to press 3 buttons *laughs*). robert speaking hey robert, it's colleen. what's up? are you outside? yeah...justin and i just finished quickload. why? ok. meet me in front of the store by the wheelbarrows uh...ok. end call. justin just asks what that was and i told him i had to meet the manager up front. he immediate (and awesome) answer to it "dude. you're getting escorted out. you're totally fired" gee. thanks justin.

i walk over to the front of the store and am at the wheelbarrows when robert walks out hey...what's goin on? not much. just wanted to ask you a couple questions about mike and receiving ok...what do you want to know? he then proceeds to ask me how mike damaged the fridge and if i was around for anything else. so i explained to him how it all went down a month ago then explained that on sunday night he almost damaged the lady's RE-order of the special order fridge because he didn't listen to 3 of us as we yelled for him to stop moving the pallet because the cart near him was swinging into the fridge. robert got kinda annoyed with that one (and really who can blame him?), thanked me and walked back into the store. i go meet back with justin and he's happy to see i'm not fired and i agree to explain it all to him when we're out of earshot of other workers. 3 minutes later as we're behind quick load i'm explaining it all to justin and we hear "mike dial 8-0-0. mike 8-0-0" we laugh and go about our work.

we meet up with our other team member a little while later and turns out mike's been away from him for like 10 minutes. we leave it be, knowing he's getting talked to by the bosses. we finish our work and are then asked to go outside and help with carts before we leave. in the parking lot justin yells "colleen! where's mike's car?" i look around "you sure he drove today?" no word. 9pm hits and we're walking out. the seasonal guy stops me and says "so i called steve to have him grab mike to be my spotter and steve's automatic reaction was 'mike is no longer employed with this company'" high five! yes! i hurry up and punch out and go out to the parking lot to tell the great news to justin and jason who are standing outside waiting for me by our cars. we're all very happy with this news. receiving seriously just got 10 times better!

ok...so that was my AWESOME news! now here's my annoying news: i walk into work on tuesday night and the store manager flags me over punch in, go to the training room and wait your turn wtf. seriously? yeah...ok i do. as i'm sitting in the training room i hear justin in the managers' office off the hr manager's office. i start talking to the hr manager cause i haven't seen her for a while and i can always make her laugh. she has a really funny laugh so i like to make her laugh to make myself laugh even more. i know. i'm kinda mean like that. anyway. i'm mid conversation with her and justin/this guy walk out of the managers' office. justin walks right past me with this weird look on his face as he smiles at me. ok...that was odd. i continue talking and make this guy wait his turn now *smiles* not the best idea...but who am i to be rude to my hr manager? i finished my conversation and turned to the guy. i knew who he was even before he introduced himself. he's our regional hr manager, dave. turns out daves has a kinda funny laugh too *smiles* perfect.

i go into the managers' office with him and he starts asking me questions about mike, receiving, the statement i wrote weeks ago and the weeks since that. i explained it all to him very nicely. i was making him laugh ha! funny laugh dave! then all of a sudden...about halfway through this little interview he shifts his questioning. to me. are you fuckin serious? i answer him honestly. no need to lie to the guy. he's constantly flipping through his notes and refering back to mike's statements and was asking some pretty dumb questions i thought. well...HE didn't make them dumb. the fact that mike said shit about me made it dumb. like have you ever yelled at mike? yes. twice. let me tell you the story i then proceeded to tell him how i yelled for help in the truck as a box was about to either fall on this morning girl who was with us one night or crash to the floor. he didn't come into the truck any of the 3 times i yelled for help. and when we finally got the box down and she was pulling it out of the truck he walked in. "when someone yells to come into the truck you come into the truck!" "well i was on the phone" "i don't care! you can be on the phone with the president of the company for all i care! you hang up the fucking phone and get your ass in the truck when someone yells for you come help! she could've gotten seriously hurt!" ok. that makes sense. yeah...and then after i cooled off for like 5 minutes i explained why i just yelled at him. explained. in a nice even tone. she could've really gotten hurt. that was a heavy box. he just doesn't pay attention to things like that though. fair enough. and the second time was just a couple weeks ago. he almost dropped an appliance on me. what?!? seriously? yeah...i was getting a washer down from a stack in the truck and he came up beside me without saying anything and grabbed the box. i understand he was trying to help but it threw it off kilter and it started falling towards me. i immediately yelled at him to get his hands off the box and get away from me. when i finally got the box straight and pulled it down nice and easy i turned to him and told him that he can't just do something like that because he, i or we could've been seriously hurt. he seemed to get it then. but yes, i did yell at him for it. but then i explained why i yelled. i only yelled at him when the washer was seriously about to fall on me. ok. that's fine. completely understandable

we finished our talk. i rounded it up with some more jokes seriously dave. funny laugh! and then he looks at me and gets all serious as he's gathering his notes and files together is there anything else you want to tell me? anything else you think i should know about him? i put on my serious face. the one that says i mean business and i'm not all jokes. you know you know that face. honestly. if he just listened to us when we would say things like 'don't do that because something will happen' or would just simply pay attention, we'd all be fine working with him. he's caused a lot of accidents simply because he wasn't watching everything around him. it makes it hard and unsafe to work with him sometimes. he smiled and thanked me and we walked out. i cracked a joke with my hr manager and they both laughed oh my god! it's way better with both of those laughs! i laughed to myself as i walked out. laughed even more when, through their laughter, the regional hr manager said "she's funny!" and my hr manager said "i know, right?"

so i get back to receiving. 30 minutes after my shift started. justing looked at me like he was seeing a ghost. come on dude. i was only in that meeting for 25 minutes. turns out his meeting last like 6 minutes. yeah. half his time was spent on me too. justin explained to them how i wouldn't yell at mike over nothing. he explained that when i would get annoyed over the small things (like constantly putting shit on the wrong pallets) i would just move the box myself and walk away from him.

yeah....if you haven't figured out the annoying news yet: mike's fired and is trying to take me down with him. what's funny is that he honestly thinks he can. i'm a people person. they actually like me. i actually work. what's the point of taking me out? i'm not in jeopardy of losing my job cause i haven't done anything wrong but it's annoying to have him come after me. like he views me as the weakest link back in receiving. maybe it's not cause i'm the weakest link. maybe it's cause he and i came into receiving together 6 months ago and i know the job better and handle way more responsibility than he does. he is 34 and was still part time. while i'm a 26 year old college graduate who actually gets responsible roles/tasks from management. yeah. maybe that's it.

ok. enough work. moving on.

reading: my first love.
ok...so i'm kinda cheating on my love of movies. sue me. i'm reading all the time. currently reading like 40 different Twilight fanfic stories. yeah. i knew my compartmentalized brain would come in handy! some of the stories are quite good and have absolutely NOTHING to do with Twilight despite character names and trademark "bella's got long brown hair and chocolate colored eyes blah blah blah...edward's auburn unruly hair blah blah blah" i've got some serious love stories going on. i've also got a few serious smut stories. and a few that are 'um...what?' yeah...i like them all.

writing: a distant love.
i haven't written anything in ages. i'm a schmuck like that. i can only say this: i WILL write this summer. i'm going to be out of this school in 2 weeks. i'm gonna be a writing fool this summer!

movies: the love of my life.
i've seen one movie in the theatre since my last post. it was a good one though *smiles*

"The Hangover" 4.5/5 stars
HILARIOUS.
done and done.
seiously. i was crying from laughter and many points in this movie. dustyn and i still quote it to each other a week later...

drinking: a desired love.
i go drinking at least once a week with justin. ok...maybe it's more like 2-3 times. but at least once. we play pool and have a few drinks. he always beats me at pool. which sucks cause he even lets me play slop while he plays bar rules. i'm glad i don't mind losing. seriously. if i hated losing i'd never play the game. anyway...last night before work we played a few games and had a few drinks. i actually won a game! seriously! i recognize that i'm more excited than i should be...but it's the first time i beat him. yeah...he's got the 8 in on a few games but that doesn't mean i won...it just means that he lost. i actually played and won last night though. i was really happy. he was somewhat complainy about it. which, let's be honest, makes it even better. he knows i don't make him play bar rules but was trying to use that as an excuse to jason. i called him out on it. he just laughed. then i said "dude. you've won like 20 times. i've won once. i think you can handle 1 defeat." and with that he dropped it.

*smiles* i beat justin at pool.

question of the week: a possiblity of love.
if you could only listen to one band for the rest of your life, who would it be and why? 
              SEETHER. i absolutely LOVE shaun morgan's voice, his lyrics are amazing, the music is flawless. i've yet to hear a seether song i don't like. they never disappoint me. plus it doesn't hurt that my favorite singer is also super SUPER nice and funny. yeah...i'm just saying....he may or may not be my celebrity crush *laughs*

backstory: i'm constantly getting "hurt" at lowes.

• i break a nail.
• i get bruises from boxes falling.
• i get cut by chicken wire.
• i get box burns.
• i once pulled something in my shoulder.

justin was gone from lowes for almost a week and in that time i got a couple bruises on my right arm and a cut by one of the bruises. it took me a few days to realize that the bruises on my right arm look exactly like (and actually do match up) to a handprint. it gets even worse...it looks like someone aggressively grabbed me and i pulled away and they scratched me. i know that's not what happened. but looks are deceiving.

i forget about the bruises on my arms because i'm used to them and i know how it happend. but other people don't know. as i stood in church on sunday with my forearms exposed because of the tshirt i was wearing i was getting stared at. it took me like 20 minutes to realize what they were looking at. i really only figured this out when this old lady stared at my arm with the look that could only be described as "aww...he's not worth it. just leave him" OMG. seriously. they're from boxes! at different times!

awkward.

so...last night: justin's back in town and it was a downstocking night so usually i don't get hurt. it's usually like bending my nail back or some dumb shit like that. last night was good. until...

end of our night...2.5 hours into the shift...we have to get our paperwork signed off. i was talking to a cashier so justin went to the manager with the paperwork and he came back in with a "go talk to pat cause i didn't ask him if we could leave". so i go outside to talk to the manager and end up pushing some carts into the store.

the carts started going the wrong way so i walked around front to lace my fingers in and pull the carts over. apparently one of my co-workers didn't think i was doing it right and yanked the carts over while my fingers were laced into the cart. pain immediately surged through my left hand ring finger and i yanked my hand out and looked at it. it wasn't bad...no blood...just a sizeable chunk of skin hanging there (it's about 1/2" long from the tip down and 1/4" wide)...and pain. so i push the carts into the store and grab our downstocking clipboard. i look down at my pained finger to see tons of blood.

i walk to customer service with my hand up and tell them i need alcohol and gauze so i can clean it. justin walks in and over to me and i show him my hand when he asks what i'm doing and he comes out laughing with "how'd it happen this time?" so i explain it and he gets all annoyed with the guy (i know...it's nice, right?). i spray the alcohol on the cut to clean it and it stings like a mofo and i apparently made the "oh my god this makes it hurt way worse" face cause justin went into his first aid mode at that moment. he started ordering the customer service girls around "i need more gauze. and tape. and those medical scissors." all i could do was laugh. so i wrap the gauze on my finger and he starts to tape it "i'm going to tape it kinda tight. is that ok?" (i know, right?)

so my finger is hurt. it's pulsing and i radiating pain up my finger. justin and i were already planning on going to the pub so we went over there (since we were out of work an hour early). we ended up having 3 shots and i had 2 drinks while he had a beer. my finger with completely pain free (or so i thought...that was really just the booze numbing it). we realized there was a second room in the bar with a pool table so we go to play. justin totally owned in pool but was nice enough to teach me more pool stuff...so that was cool.

mid play i hit my finger. pain. lots of it. justin's reaction to my pain: "want to do another shot?" i say yes in a somewhat quiet voice and he walks away only to come back to ask "want another captain and coke too?" i laughed and said sure. my finger started feeling better and the pain was only in the cut area so i was pretty good. he comes back...we drink...he wins at pool (he won the 2 games we played...seriously...i almost took a picture of that first game just so you could see how bad he owned. i decided against it when i realized i'd just tell you about it). we ended up leaving the pub after an hour of drinking, talking/joking and pool. it was good. it's our weekly thing now. we've decided. monday nights are going to be it. we might go before AND after work so we can drink cheap and play pool *smiles*

ok...i realize that was a long story. i actually JUST realized that. i really only realized how long i've been typing cause i accidently hit the shift key with my ring finger. yeah. ouch.

so besides getting hurt at work: not much else is going on. i had a huge fiasco with the school's paycheck last week. i got 70% of my check on monday because the secretary here is an idiot and didn't put me on the payroll. it's jacked up. anyway. i got some money so that's ok.

i read a lot. i favorited 28 Twilight fanfics on one site and read like 5 more on another site. i seriosuly have the best compartmentalized mind.

once i'm outta school this summer i'm going to read and write. maybe rob won't hate me for not writing anymore. oh wait...maybe that's just me hating that i don't write anymore.

i went to the school district's rummage sale saturday. i bought an iMac for $25. i really only bought it for the fact that i can put final cut pro on it and get back to my filmmaking. i need to do stuff that i like instead of working 12 hours a day and wanting to break something in annoyance.

i have 3 serious readers on this site. 2 of them answered my question of the week. get to it chiisai!

i'm sporting one of my iowa shirts and was standing in the hallway here at school this morning and i got stopped by an old lady with "i'm from iowa and my husband got his masters from the university of iowa" and as we were talking this guy walks up with an iowa hat and says "is this like the university of iowa meeting area?" turns out he's an alum from 1985. he then says "i saw the van outside with the alumni plate and wondered who was here". so funny. and slightly awkward that he was already checking the alum plate *laughs*

ok...i need to work. my finger hurts. i'm thirtsy. yeah. this will be a good day.

today marks my 8th year out of high school. that's such a crazy thought. 8 years outta high school. seems like lifetimes ago...


today is also brendan's 33rd birthday.
ok. i'm reading and working. peace.

*smiles* i promise that wasn't intended to be as emo as it reads now that i think about it...


work:
school sucks hardcore. i have TONS of stuff to pack and only one month to do it in. completely lame.

lowe's is pretty much the same. gonna get my pay raise next month so that's good.

speaking of money...the bitch doing paychecks here in the school building didn't pay me for the few days i was here before iowa and now she's claiming that she doesn't work my sub pay. so i'm not technically getting paid friday. gee, thanks lady.

movies:
i still love them with all my heart. i wish i could move into one and marry/have babies with another one. seriously. that would work for me. *smiles*

"Up" 4.75/5 stars
             "I was hiding under your porch because you're my master and I love you"
that's my favorte line from my favorite character: doug (for those of you who don't know...he's the the talking dog)

pixar is genius.

drinking:
i want to do more of it. yeah. i feel the want for booze. is that bad? going out to a couple places on friday with some work friends then going to a house warming party with ashley on saturday. hopefully the thrist will be quenched.

also...i may or may not have gotten heavily buzzed (but nowhere near drunk) on monday night. here's the story (since i know you're dying to know...):
sunday 8:45pm: dinner with ashley...had 2 drinks...wanted more but opted out.
monday 8am-4pm: worked at school...didn't go to lunch (already skipped breakfast)...texted justin at like 2 to see if he was up for drinks before lowes
monday 4:30pm-5:15pm: changed for lowes...1 drink at my house...blog check
monday 5:15pm-6:15pm: drove to the valley pub (a total old person bar near work...also happens to be in front of a cheap motel and next to a trailer park *laughs*)...had 2 captain and cokes...watched the news while i drank (weird.)...finished it off with a heavy-on-the-crown washington apple shot...had a smirnoff apple twist before heafing to work
monday 6:20pm-9:45pm: downstocking with justin...he was nice enough to cover a bit while the buzz passed (he owed me...so it's ok)
monday 9:50pm-10:50pm: justin and i went to the valley pub for "1 drink"...yeah...that went well. we switched on and off with the shot buying. when we were walking out we calculated our "1 drink"...turns out he had 5 shots and a beer and i had 5 shots and 2 captain/cokes.
monday 10:55pm-11:20pm: called rob (as driving in that state made it impossible to text and i wasn't about to talk to myself in the car alone...what would people think?)...finally got off the phone (or rather my phone decided it'd had enough of me talking and shut off) and ordered food from the taco bell i just spent 30 minutes in their parking lot.

so yeah...booze. i've been craving it all week.i just want to drink. nevermind the great buzz feeling. i just really want that taste *smiles* i know...i'm such an alcoholic sometimes.

reading:
o.m.g.

i'm reading the "Fruits basket" manga still...they're hilarious.
i'm trying to read this book ashley let me borrow ("Feed") but i'm finding myself at a loss for the writing...i can't pull myself into it as much as i would like to be.
i'm also currently reading like 23 "Twilight" fanfictions. ok...i know that sounds horrible. but most of the stories i'm reading aren't even remotely "Twilight"...most are just stories of humans that happened to be named the same as the "Twilight" characters. oh...and the stories are mostly romance and smut *laughs*

right now:
i'm about to leave work...first i need to go discuss my pay with the payroll clerk bitch. why can't people just know their fucking job?

question of the week:
i forgot to mention that i'm going to start a "question of the week" segment that i would like people to participate in. i'll ask the question...give my answer...and pray to god someone comments their answer. i'll see how it works for a couple weeks. might be a fun way to find out random things about friends *smiles*

What made you choose your area of study? 
When I watch a movie I get to visit another world and live another life. That hour or two I get to escape and live another life…it’s like magic. I want to be a part of making that magic.

I hope and pray someone will one day read my writings or watch a movie of mine and fall in love with movies as much as I fell in love with them. I hope I will one day be able to inspire.

i'm so unbelievably excited for this movie...
seriously.
i mean it.

seriously.

i got the Fruits Basket dvds and i'm loving them. i'm also reading the manga and i'm also loving those. the storyline is actually really good. it's got the whole love triangle thing going on as well as this mix of tragedy and hope. the tagline for the series is truly perfect: a fairytale for the rejected.

personal opinion: i like kyo WAY more than yuki.

the kitten is coming today. my list was chooped down to:

1. Shiimi
2. Paka or Pahka
3. We'sa
4. Sinta

i'm most likely going with Sinta or We'sa...i do like the idea of having a native name for her.
working like mad...especially at lowes. been staying 30-70 minutes over all the time...kinda sucks.

still loving my twilight fanfics. i'm currently reading like 6 of them. most are fairly risque...and by "fairly risque" i mean dirty dirty smut *smiles*

a few of them (smut and non-smut) aren't even really twilight related. they're set in an alternate universe where everyone's human. they have the names of the twilight characters which is really the only thing that makes them twilight-esque. there's one i'm reading that's twilight with a twist (bella's turned into a vampire on the first day of school because edward couldn't resist her blood).
i got my consumers energy bill yesterday: $27.58 yeah. that was cool. i realize it's not gonna be low like that for long...i don't even have my fridge on yet. but it still won't be high *smiles*
ok...i'm gonna chill here in the house before heading out to the store to grab some stuff before pam and the kitten get here

"write on my shoes and i'm gonna baptize you"


"aww you don't have a boyfriend?"
        "there's more fish in the sea...you just gotta get your fishing pole"


"do you swear?"
          "i'm not telling you"
"come on...we swear all the time. 'you b!'...'you f!'"


"you've gotta read 'the da vinci code'"
           "no. i'm good with just the movie"
"why not?"
           "it's so thick...and there's no pictures...and the font is so small..."


"excuse your french...the french made those words up!"


"my dream is to be on america's funniest home videos"

i'm totally gonna buy the "Fruits Basket" manga. i'm gonna read them all and most likely talk about them via livejournal. i'm also gonna get the dvds. and most likely do the same thing as my manga discussions on here.

i'm giving you fair warning rob.
don't be mad.

Twilight and New Moon: yeah...the two posters have been put together in this promo poster...i'm cool with it...i get to see the main characters in the weird love triangle that is their love AND i get to see half naked native boys. yay!

rob has opened up to the idea of watching Twilight. we talked about it last night and he says he kinda wants to now...mainly because of me. i'm his bff and that means he's interested in my interests. and he also gave the argument "if you like it so much i'm bound to like parts of it...plus there's vampires and werewolves". duh. i told him that MONTHS ago *laughs*


fanfic:
almost all of the fanfic i'm reading has new stuff posted...still waiting to hear from 1 of the 5...yeah...you read that right...i'm reading 5 fanfics at the moment. get over it.


okCupid:
here's how last night's convo with okJackass formerly known as okMannAct went...yeah...i'm doing this...the WHOLE convo so you know how it blew up:

conversation over.
seriously.
why argue with me over that? and as much as i wanted that particular conversation over i didn't want to give into that guy. he was trying to shut me down about action movies like i didn't know what i was talking about.
i can't give into that bullshit.
just saying.
(sorry about the stupid bold...the HTML code wouldn't work right for me here at work)


work:
i want to just sit...for like 3 days...sit and have nothing to do with children's books and teacher's materials...i know i just had a vacation from it all...but i spent a lot of time in the car on said vacation and i just really am tired of dealing with this school district/how they run things...


new kitten:
no one commented on the name choices or the new cat. well...i saw ashley yesterday and told her...she said i was turning into the cat lady. and rob saw the picture and names last night and told me his name choices over AIM. ok...so i guess i'm just waiting on you chiisai...get to it already!

i'm most likely gonna go with Sinta. i like the native name. i liked We'sa too. the ojibwe word for cat was WAY too hard for her name...so i'll have to settle for a different native language. algonquin or cherokee wouldn't be that bad...


right now:
i should get back to work now...but my shoulder/arm hurts and i don't really feel like it. so...i'm gonna read now and work to pack another 20 boxes tomorrow.

spent the weekend in iowa city with some of the best people i know...it was great. totally got rob with the 23 3/4 birthday party...golden. rob said he'd watch "Twilight" seriously with me one time. just know that i'm not gonna forget that.


did all my internet stuff when i got home...checked the myspace...the email...the okcupid. okEddie emailed me. turns out he was sick a couple weeks ago and super fell behind at work and therefore was playing catch-up. he's caught up and wants to talk with me again. that's cool. so now i have okEddie and okMannAct (yeah...look that one up...WAY funnier than "okHabeasCorpus". here...i'll even help you out: ( Mann Act ) golden.) i'm sure there'll be more to come...i actually went on before work to see if okEddie messaged me after i messaged him last night and there was ANOTHER guy that messaged me asking about my reading/writing. interesting.


watched a bunch of stand-up this weekend. came home in time to see dane cook's newest comedy central show "Isolated Incident"...if you didn't see it...you should...and i know you'll understand why i love him so much.


back to work now...boxing and boxing and boxing. these books are never-fuckin-ending. it's crazy.


i'm getting another cat. yeah. i said it. so...you all know Kotka's a boy cat but his name means "girl cat" in Polish. well...this new kitten is a girl cat so i'm seeking out other languages for the word that manes "boy cat". i'll show you the kitten then give you my list. i wanna know your opinion on the names i selected. i've got some good ones...

first....the kitten:

1. Kuching (coo-ching) - Bahasa Melayu aka Malaysian
2. Sinta (sin-tuh) - Algonquin
3. Billy (bill-e) - Hindi
4. We'sa (we-suh) - Tsalagi aka Cherokee
5. Shimii (she-me) - Pakistani
6. Neko or Koneko (knee-co OR co-knee-co) - Japanese
7. Popoki (po-po-key) - Hawaiian
8. Paka, Pakha (pah-kah)  - Swahili [NOTE: the words on this one are pronounced the same...i could pick either spelling though]

i recognize that i'm a bit crazy for these namings...i'm fine with that...i like being culturally diverse with my cats *laughs*


watched Wolverine this weekend. so good.
"X-Men Origins: Wolverine" 4.5/5 stars

• i seriously don't think hugh jackman could be any hotter than he is in that movie. just saying. i mean...that's not the reason for the high score...but it surely doesn't hurt it.
• the storyline was good and the acting was as well...it had sad parts, and action packed moments, and love, and hate, and fear, and urgency, and a great pace.
• the art direction was great...the filmmaking was very well done in my opinion. the fake explosion of the helicopter behind a walking wolverine was a bit much...but i dealt with that one quickly.
• i had to take some points because we were left wanting to know the backstory of the older couple and their son. was he in the war? did he die? did he just leave? did he help his dad with the motorcycle? questions need answers.
  • i say you should watch it if you get the chance. it made me actually WANT to watch the over-hyped and over-talked-about X-Men movies. i just may rent them now...

ok...i should maybe ACTUALLY get some work done today...lame.


oh...i almost forgot....let me try this out:
marry, shag, dump via 2005's "Waiting"
Dane Cook
Ryan Reynolds
Justin Long


seriously guys! leave me alone! i need to go!

ok...so work sucks. it's not horrible...i can live with it...but it still sucks.

i got a call this morning to say that my long-term substitute gig was actually changing. i was supposed to be here til the end of the school year. nope. changing schools. again. i'm going back to an elementary school for the rest of the year due to their imc clerk (my original job) being out sick. apparently i'm the only substitute in the district who has the specific knowledge of an elementary school library. i've got to check everything back in and catalog it all. then the fun starts.

this particular school is closing for good and therefore when i get done cataloging the materials i get to box them all. i also get to completely box up the library. i'm so NOT excited for this. getting paid $8 an hour to do a shit ton of hard work. this sucks. i mean...i work hard at lowes...but at least they pay better.

speaking of lowes...they lost my time off request sheet after the lady already put me on the schedule...i bitched enough to get my days off. ashley and i will be in iowa on thursday afternoon. i'm stoked to not work for 4 whole days.

i mentioned that i was skipping out on okcupid the last time i really wrote...i lied. my bad. i'm somewhat addicted to online quizzes (as some of you may already know) and i was goofing off on there the other day...taking quiz after god-awful quiz...and this guy randomly messaged me. i talked to him about very random things for like 45 minutes. in all that time i didn't catch his name. no true nickname yet. though he's a third year law student at msu...maybe okLaw...no....that's lame. i need a good "ok____" nickname. suggestions?

so...it's 2pm and i haven't done much today. i've been putting letters into envelopes. i've done about 500. i've still got...it looks like 200. yeah. i've done that and read twilight porn online *laughs* seriously...fanfiction cracks me up. i'm so serious. this shit is funny. it's out of character for them and at the same time not. the writer gets a bit detailed sometimes but that's ok...i already had a dirty mind. yeah...i'm gonna friend the livejournal once i get home. the friend feature is disabled here at school. yeah...i'm just telling you that i'm friending her journal so you're not freaked out if you click on my friends page and randomly see written porn. *smiles and laughs*

ok...back to the envelopes. and porn.

that things were they way they were in books.


even if things go shitty in books it always works out better than you would ever think.
seriously.

• i want to be torn between two awesome loves.
• i want extraordinary circumstances that bring people together.
• i want both my parents.
• i want unbelievable friends around me constantly.
• i want to do all the things that seem too hard in real life but flawlessly easy in books.

yeah. don't listen to my ramblings. i'm getting older by the day and i think my mind has finally figured that out.


so...on a lighter note: i talked to aaron online last night. it's been a while since i talked to him and he seems to be doing fairly well. he's moving to korea tomorrow to teach english. i laughed to myself because i remember helping him write his long research paper...taking 9 hours to do so one night. i didn't dare tell him that i was laughing though...instead i just wished him good luck.

he came outta nowhere with a line last night...i thought it was pretty nice. "you were a loyal friend and my biggest supporter...i never forgot that. sorry we haven't talked more". yeah...i'm sorry we haven't talked more too. we're going to now. and i'm gonna email someone else too...hopefully start my conversations up with them again...

it's friday.
i'm sleepy.