OK. So it's been pointed out to me by two people all within the last little bit that MySpace is either confusing or can't be accessed for some people. So, I'm going to start posting my MySpace journal entries to LJ too for easy access. I hope this doesn't annoy my LJ friends who are used to my barely posting. If so, I suppose you can always delete me from your friendlist though I hope you don't. WIth that in mind, this entry is going to be very pointless and rambling ...
If the entire world had a unitard uniform forced on them would our selfconciousness grow more or less?
I was called to help a cashier the other day. This lady had picked up a bag of grapes and was trying to pay for them, but was arguing about the price. They were priced 14 cents cheaper than what they were ringing up. Now in the time it took for her to notice this, bring it to the attention of the cashier, have the cashier call me, for me to run back and confirm the price difference, for a manager to be called, for him to ok the lowering the the pirce for her, and for her to pay took around 15 minutes. I couldn't help feeling sad. I mean, this lady spent all that time for 14 cents. Isn't her time worth mor to her than that? what better things could she have done in those 15 minues instead of arguing about 14 cents. I guess nothing.
There's a guy at work I'm attracted to. Now this poses a conundrum for me. Why? well, physically he's totally opposite of the guys i'm usually attracted to. he's short, kind of pudgey, has a beard (eww). In fact, I can't find a single thing (aside from his read hair) that I find sexy and even the red hair's a stretch as I like dark hair normally. But seeing as how I've only spoken a few sentences at a time to him, and still don't know his name even, the attraction can't be anything other than physical. You see the amusement here? ah well, I have never pretended to understand the human mind..
Here's a reflection when you're looking at pictures of Jolly St. Nick in his red velvet suit: I quote some snippets from the classic poem "Twas the Night Before Christmas"
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth
The conclusion: Santa's a crazy vicious bunny killer!
And on the subject of Christmas ... ours was good. We had a big lunch/dinner (ham,green beans, corn, deviled eggs, hashbrown casserole, sweet potato casserole, candy, pumpkin pie) after we opened presents. (I got a bobby bare cd, 10 things I hate about you soundtrack, slingblade dvd, last unicorn dvd, hokkaido highway blues by Wil Ferguson, lots of food stuffs) We played Scattergories, I love that game (and I love playing with you Amberly! You Rock!) We decorated gingerbread houses later that night. Everyone had to leave too soon.
In not so nice news, my laptop has died. First, the powercord kept having "issues" and turning off. Then the monitor died and I had to hook up my big 19in. monitor to it. And last, all the settings (desktop wallpaper, internet favorites, etc) have been erased. In other words, it's hosed. I have a gift I do. I guess I'm looking for a new laptop, but my dad said he might have one for me so we'll see.
Here are some links for you:
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/44880457/?qo=3&q=in%3Aphotography%2Fstill%2Ffood+boost%3Apopular+max_age%3A168h - WTH!?!?
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/45030296/?&q=by%3Ahettar7+in%3Ascraps&qh=sort%3Atime - If it were only near Valentines day I could kill on Ebay with this.