ho-hum
"You're a veritable encyclopedia of grocery!" some man said to me the other day. This is cause I know where practically everything we carry is in the store.
Island Woman at work gave me an Amish Friendship bread starter. This looks like a lot of work for some bread. I have to feed it today. Curmugeon was horrified by the giant bag of white goo I was stuffing into my locker until I explained what it was. It smells funny too :P Though my grandpa made tons of breads all the time, and other things, so I am feeling very close to him doing this.
My computer screen and the speakers are about to die. I should probably research what I need to buy and start trying to save some cash to replace them before they go. The speakers are from 2000, so I'm not to upset that they are going, cause they've outlasted two computers so far. I want one of those flat screen narrow monitors this time, rather than this giant dinosaur I've got now.
I'm still sad about Mom's cousin, even though I only met her maybe twice. She had a lump on her leg around the same time mine appeared, so I keep thinking "There but for the grace of God go I".
Psychobitch's last day was Wednesday, and she supposedly left the state Thursday. I got her hours that day ^_^. Originally she was supposed to drive and take the family cats, but she proudly told everyone at work that she was leaving the carrier on the Interstate if the cats cried, to our disgust. Her mom then decided that she'd have to take the kitties too.
Even though she and her sister are in their mid-twenties they still live with Mommy and Daddy who spoil them rotten. So that's why she quit her job to move to "Hooterville West" when she complains about this area being Hickville, cause she doesn't want to lose the gravy train. The younger sister's never had a job, pumped gas into a car for herself, done her own laundry, and barely manages to use a microwave.
I'm surprised the parents don't come along for job interviews. I guess that's becoming a trend now for the helicopter parents who can't let go. I know someone who just had their third child, and has never changed a diaper, her mom and her husband do them all. I asked, "What do you do when he's at work?"
"Oh, we wait." Good gravy.
All in all, I'm glad to not be messing up children of my own yet. The parents can whine about grandchildren all they want.
My back is killing me, and my feet. I think it took me an hour to actually extricate myself from the bed today. I was going to stay up and watch a movie, but I started falling asleep as soon as I got off work. I slept like twelve hours.
I was woke up by LoudAss yelling at ScreamingChild to be quiet cause he wanted to fuck his woman, and he's been waiting since 10:30 to fuck his woman, you have to shut up and be quiet so he can fuck his woman, why are you being so horrible when he wants to fuck his woman.... UGH DIE DIE DIE!!! I'm going to buy myself a house and trap myself in this town and job just so I can get away from that fucker.
And the resident pit bulls got into a fight outside my window shortly after LoudAss' charming diatribe.
Island Woman at work gave me an Amish Friendship bread starter. This looks like a lot of work for some bread. I have to feed it today. Curmugeon was horrified by the giant bag of white goo I was stuffing into my locker until I explained what it was. It smells funny too :P Though my grandpa made tons of breads all the time, and other things, so I am feeling very close to him doing this.
My computer screen and the speakers are about to die. I should probably research what I need to buy and start trying to save some cash to replace them before they go. The speakers are from 2000, so I'm not to upset that they are going, cause they've outlasted two computers so far. I want one of those flat screen narrow monitors this time, rather than this giant dinosaur I've got now.
I'm still sad about Mom's cousin, even though I only met her maybe twice. She had a lump on her leg around the same time mine appeared, so I keep thinking "There but for the grace of God go I".
Psychobitch's last day was Wednesday, and she supposedly left the state Thursday. I got her hours that day ^_^. Originally she was supposed to drive and take the family cats, but she proudly told everyone at work that she was leaving the carrier on the Interstate if the cats cried, to our disgust. Her mom then decided that she'd have to take the kitties too.
Even though she and her sister are in their mid-twenties they still live with Mommy and Daddy who spoil them rotten. So that's why she quit her job to move to "Hooterville West" when she complains about this area being Hickville, cause she doesn't want to lose the gravy train. The younger sister's never had a job, pumped gas into a car for herself, done her own laundry, and barely manages to use a microwave.
I'm surprised the parents don't come along for job interviews. I guess that's becoming a trend now for the helicopter parents who can't let go. I know someone who just had their third child, and has never changed a diaper, her mom and her husband do them all. I asked, "What do you do when he's at work?"
"Oh, we wait." Good gravy.
All in all, I'm glad to not be messing up children of my own yet. The parents can whine about grandchildren all they want.
My back is killing me, and my feet. I think it took me an hour to actually extricate myself from the bed today. I was going to stay up and watch a movie, but I started falling asleep as soon as I got off work. I slept like twelve hours.
I was woke up by LoudAss yelling at ScreamingChild to be quiet cause he wanted to fuck his woman, and he's been waiting since 10:30 to fuck his woman, you have to shut up and be quiet so he can fuck his woman, why are you being so horrible when he wants to fuck his woman.... UGH DIE DIE DIE!!! I'm going to buy myself a house and trap myself in this town and job just so I can get away from that fucker.
And the resident pit bulls got into a fight outside my window shortly after LoudAss' charming diatribe.