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My life has been interesting lately. Some good, some bad.
- I've officially gotten one step closer to getting arrested. Would you believe that I've finally gotten a mugshot taken? I had to post my own bail, too.I've always thought I would eventually come close to arrest one day (for political reasons), but the reason why isn't even worth telling in this case. Lesson of the day: I'm a dumbass.
- My car got hit by douchey taxi driver last weekend. Thankfully, I didn't get hurt. It was minor damage. The asshole driver insisted that the damage was "not new". I had just gotten out of work that day. Of course that damage was new. I was able to open and close my door all the way before he hit me. I didn't have to climb out of my passenger side door! He also didn't have his license on him when the cops asked for it. Another cab drove up and handed off his wallet, "Officers, here's my license."
- It looks pretty possible that I have metabolic syndrome, which basically means I'm pre-diabetic. I've been laying off the carbs. Otherwise, I get dizzy, lethargic, and insatiably thirsty.
- A friend of mine is having serious issues. Because he doesn't have a phone, and because he's a few states away, I can't figure out how to get to him.
- Getting better at my job every day. It has gotten to the point that I finish really early at the end of each day. The bad part is that when I finish, I try to find more work for myself. I then fail, and end up harvesting virtual crops on FarmVille.
- For those I haven't told about my job in detail, I work at a clinical laboratory in the FISH (fluorescence in situ hybridization) dept, reviewing slides all day to see if patients may have bladder cancer. I really enjoy the work and the people employed there.
- I've named the manual microscopes. The downstairs one is Manuel, or Manny for short. The upstairs one is Marco. I decided that the alliteration route would be best, esp when I tell people that I've been working on Manny the Manual Microscope all day. Me and Manny be like *this*, son.
- Looks like I'm better at being charming than I thought. (Brushes shoulders off.)
- Met up w someone from a dating website. (Even though I clearly indicate that I'm only interested in making new friends, why does everyone who messages me assume that I want to go on a date? Damn, I just want to hang out.) Anyway, he's so... typical- typical interests, typical job, typical hobbies, typical manner of speaking, typical appearance. If I were to point him out, I would barely be able to say anything that is unique. He has given me a nickname: Cuddle Panda. Who the fuck would call me Cuddle Panda? Cuddle Panda? Fucking. Cuddle. Panda. Seriously. Minus one million points.
- I've also gotten asked out to lunch by a 32 year-old Puerto Rican man who goes to my cousins' church. He did so via Facebook chat. This is not going to work out for various reasons, namely: he's 10 years older(!), he's very traditional (goes to church, wants a fam, all that crap), he's been calling me "boo", apparently he spends a ton of time on Facebook, and he's 10 years older!
- Listen, don't call me "boo". I'm not your boo. I see you trying to connect w me on that level, but I'm calling you out. It's not gonna work.
- Before I even reached the tender age of 3, you started growing pubic and facial hair.
- Yeah, you also said you "like Philippino culture..." 1) Spell it right. 2) You like my culture?, which leads me to 3) I bet you want a devoted, cute Filipino wife. I might be cute and Filipino, but I am not some doe-eyed, subservient, God-fearing woman. Fuck you.
- Any man who spends all that time on Facebook, at work and at home, constantly messages a girl who's 10 years older than he is, and has a status message that goes "nothing to do :/" is not appealing. Do something w your life! Find a lovely 30-35 year old woman. (But don't go hounding after certain "ethnic" women because you "like" their cultures.) Work out (Yeah, you kinda got that beer belly going on.) And, maybe, I don't know, work when you're at work? Just a suggestion.
- OK, so maybe he wasn't really asking me out, but between his trying to talk to me and calling me "boo", I might just be right. I'll probably go out to lunch anyway. (I mean, I'm really friendly, too. I like talking to people and hanging out, at the expense of some individuals thinking I'm leading them on. What if he's just being nice?) Once he starts getting weird though, he's getting shot down.