Grrrrrrr Arg
Well, let's see what did I do this weekend... well, I started off the weekend by getting a marvelous phone call at three in the morning from Efrain informing me that he totaled his car and hand. I freaked out while Efrain was eerily calm. The next day I saw Troy with Laura and Orlando. Oh god soooo many hot sweaty half naked men. I totally creamed my jeans. Grrrr Orlando Bloom Grrrrr! Than I proceeded to watch the rest of Buffy season 6 only taking a break when Ofi called me and asked me to go over to her casa. So, I went over to Ofi's and watched her make salsa as my eyes burned because of all the onions and jalapenos in the air. I'm not even kidding my eyes burned for like two hours and they wouldn't stop crying and oh the burning, but anyway we also watched this horrendous 80's movie with Micheal Keaton called Dream Team. It was hideous to say the least. So, then on Sunday I had my soul sucked out by hastings and then continued watching Buffy season 6 and then today repeat Sunday events. I just have to bitch about my job right now. I really hate it. Every time I go to work I feel like killing myself. The dull overbearing monotony of it (yes that's a line from Arcadia but it totally applies!) I hate it sooooo much. You know what I really hate is the people. I hate helping people. Why the hell can't people find their own goddamn movie. It's really not that complicated. Everything is in fucking alphabetical order and no the Passion of the Christ has not been released yet on video it's still at the fucking movie theatres! And then today I'm helping this scary old smelly guy with really gross teeth. I'm typing at the computer and he just farts this huge loud smelly disgusting fart while not standing three feet away from me and do you know what he does? Smiles and says "excuse me". Who does that? FREAK! I hate retail and all the weird, scuzzy, gross, retarded people that come along with it.