ants = aaaaargh
Found another nesting place for the little bastards. Augh. This should have been pretty obvious, since Justin and I have been stacking soda cans on top of the fridge (empty, but sometimes not washed thoroughly, which was dumb) while we tried to figure out where in Phoenixville we could take them to be recycled. And the ants said "yum!" Flash forward a month, and I knocked over one of the cans and AUGH. ANTS.
Luckily, nothing quite THIS bad but I was frightened and upset nonetheless and so said "Screw recycling" and threw out all the ant-cans immediately. And then poisoned those tiny monsters some more. (Man, I love poison. I think I'm getting an evil god complex; kind of like the one you get from playing Black & White, when you decide to be the evil deity and just throw the little guys around and let your giant tiger/ape/cow eat them. Segue: I need the sequel, I loved that game! And I think it's actually Mac compatible. No computer games are Mac compatible except WoW and the Sims, so, SWEET.)
(Also, Johnny Wander is a great comic. Read it! It's about people post-college having a silly life and so I empathize muchly and enjoy it! Also there's Japanese language humor :D )
I've been having a bad day, mood-wise, because I'm just getting to the point where I can't cope with the emotional stresses of Med Grill anymore; mostly the emotional stresses of co-workers. I just - is it too much to ask that I should not be yelled at and berated on a regular basis because my manager is having a bad day? It's beginning to really impact my self-esteem, and more often than not I want to break down crying at least once per shift, and I am just so sick of it.
So I need a new job. A lot.
I am going over to Casa De Whitmore for dinner tonight; as some form of dubious Father's Day celebration thing? I think. Speaking of which, I should call my dad. And also fix my hair before I leaev.
Luckily, nothing quite THIS bad but I was frightened and upset nonetheless and so said "Screw recycling" and threw out all the ant-cans immediately. And then poisoned those tiny monsters some more. (Man, I love poison. I think I'm getting an evil god complex; kind of like the one you get from playing Black & White, when you decide to be the evil deity and just throw the little guys around and let your giant tiger/ape/cow eat them. Segue: I need the sequel, I loved that game! And I think it's actually Mac compatible. No computer games are Mac compatible except WoW and the Sims, so, SWEET.)
(Also, Johnny Wander is a great comic. Read it! It's about people post-college having a silly life and so I empathize muchly and enjoy it! Also there's Japanese language humor :D )
I've been having a bad day, mood-wise, because I'm just getting to the point where I can't cope with the emotional stresses of Med Grill anymore; mostly the emotional stresses of co-workers. I just - is it too much to ask that I should not be yelled at and berated on a regular basis because my manager is having a bad day? It's beginning to really impact my self-esteem, and more often than not I want to break down crying at least once per shift, and I am just so sick of it.
So I need a new job. A lot.
I am going over to Casa De Whitmore for dinner tonight; as some form of dubious Father's Day celebration thing? I think. Speaking of which, I should call my dad. And also fix my hair before I leaev.