Susie tried to call me into work 20 minutes ago and now I can't fucking go back to sleep and I already told them yesterday I don't want to work today. I'm so fucking angry.

My Razr was on its last legs so I bought a Nokia 6985 and I don't know if it's actually what I want in a cell phone. It's so much bigger. But what if it's better? It's not as aesthetically pleasing, sure, but oh god oh god. I didn't even ask about a discount for contract renewal or anything, either, because I'm a goddamned retard.

So I just got pulled over, and the officer didn't even want my registration. Apparently I was going 50 in a 35. I thought I was going 40. What the hell? And, uh...wow. Good job, me. That makes like 8 pull overs no ticket. Knock on wood. Also the other night I was going 65 in a 50, and a cop had a speed trap set up. There was a car a bit behind me, ( Read more... )

Some douchebag in a Blazer drove by my house this evening and side-swiped my old white Civic, then took off. Me and my neighbor tried to chase him down, to no avail. Not that the car is even functional anymore, but who the fuck hits a car and just goes, oh whoops, see ya? Fuck you.

I got up at 5 o'clock in the freaking morning to go to work today. Work started at 7AM. I was doing markdowns. It went by really really quickly. In fact I can't believe I just worked an eight hour shift. Madness.

Power outage at work today. My coworkers who were scheduled past four are still there, because you can't leave until you either hit your scheduled time or corporate calls and says it's cool. I kinda wanted to stay. It's neat.

Now it's on the front fucking page of the newspaper (at least online) with Rachel's full fucking name and which city she lives in the article. And they're getting out on bail today.

Motherfuckers are in jail now. Ha!

So when people tailgate Rachel she likes to pace a really slow car beside her and just trap them behind her for a few miles. Tonight, she did just that. The guy was FREAKING OUT, hitting his head and shrieking behind us. Eventually they passed us illegally in a turn lane and threw Taco Bell (that they were still eating) at the car. At a stop light ( Read more... )

So tonight at work some lady was trying on these hideous jeans. Dark rinsed flares, except for from the knee down they were covered in this glittery copper paint type shit. She kept going off to me about how cool she thought they looked, blah blah, whatever lady. This is all well and good in bad, bad taste, except for when she came out of the ( Read more... )