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  It’s getting breezy. Oh noes!I have to go pick up my cats later. This is going to suck because either place they can be has an army of huge cat-hatin’ dogs. My gramma may let me stick them in the RV, though. I hope so. My babies can’t handle all the pit bulls and huskies.

Hopefully the power won’t be out for too long. I’m off through Tuesday, so anything after that is going to have me at work all gross and unshowered when I go back.

There will be pictures. Unless I die. Then there won’t be.

I love you and you and especially you.

 Today is my day off. However,it is so far  no better than working. I still had to get up early. I still have to go take a shower like, rightthisfuckingminute and I still have to drive all over th place. I’d almost rather be at work. Almost. Freedom is awesome. Oh and I don’t have to wear a white shirt while I do all this crap.

I do plan to take a break after the library and sit in a park for a bit with a better book than I have. I hate that book. Whoever paid $14.99 for it got a sweet ass deal because there’s somewhere near $10,000,000 worth of words in that book.It makes my head hurt. I just want to laugh at some fictitional person’s misfortunes and pointless adventures. Please? Thank you.

I get paid today, but it’s kind of like I don’t. I wish I had gotten paid yesterday. I’d have a hangover today from the Toadies show last night. I shake my fist at you, Jade.  I’m cancelling my Dr. appointment today so I can have gas monies t make it to my next check. Eventually I’ll get that stupid promotion and gas money will be taken care of daily. Jesus.

On a side note, is it rude to ask someone whether they like to be referred to as a boy or a girl? Should I just know this ettiquette? I like him(HER?!?!?!), but I don’t want to sound like a douchebag. HALP!

He comes back from the other side today. Maybe I get voice? YES?! Fucking heroin boy. Like smack in my veins(ears?).

I have a cramp in my foot!
I only have to work 6 hours today!
This coffee is delicious!
I’m late fr (<—I went all fall out boy on you. typo stays.) showering but I’m still writing a stupid blog post!
I get paid tomorrow!
My phone isn’t broken after all!
I want a bluetooth thingy so I can justify talking to myself!
Come back!

I’m going to probably be a pissed off wreck when I get back from work tonight. I may need consolation. Pleee?

I got my blood work done. I’m perfect. Well, my blood is.

The best part is that it was like a field trip. Jenn and I got to go back in the lab and watch him do everything. He explained it all to us and showed us blood cells in a microscope. It’s kind of funny because a lot of what he was showing us was going right along with what I’m doing in Biology right now. So it felt even more like a field trip.

He manually typed our blood, too. It was pretty. I took pictures. When i go home, it’s going to SO be my myspace default.

Corporate people are going to be at GNC tomorrow. It’s going to be laaaame. Also, after tonight my phone will not be working until Thursday. Call me at grammas.

i saw you jumping
red galoshes in the rain
i wish i were you

I attempted to cleanse my liver last night. I’m not sure it worked. We’ll see. It did effectively make me feel like total crap today, though. I’m getting better after drinking a ton of sweet tea. Caffeine is good hangover stuff. I’ll hit up the Dr.Stuarts after I’m done with this glass. I have a cup steeping right here on the desk. It neds to steep for 10 minutes.

I’m going to go and get some blood work done today at around 6:30. I’ve been sick for about 6 months with one thing or another and I think I might have some kind of bacteria or something. Uncle Ray is going to do it for me. Yay Uncle Ray. That’s going to save me a crapload of money.

Chinese-style green tea is described as light, with a soft natural sweetness and hint of smokiness, whereas tea produced in Japan is fresh, with grassy notes and a hint of the ocean.

Ok. I want some of this Japanese green tea. It sounds fantastic. Also, pu’erh.

I want to vacay with you!

   I woke up early on my own today. My alarm didn’t go off at 6:30, and I seriously opened my eyes and JUMPED off the couch. It was 6:45. I usually hit the snooze until 7 (when I don’t have people screaming and yelling around me, which is rare) so I actually got up earlier this morning. Awesome.

  G Love can’t talk. He’s on vocal rest. He made my morning with this:

I guarantee you, see if you can go a whole day without talking at all, not one word, not even a word to yourself. No whistling or whispering, which can both adversely effect the vocal folds. Then you will see how crazy a trip it is. But once you settle into the zone, some times are very relaxing. Instead of yapping away, I’ve learned to listen more. I’ve listened to more music, to more sounds and my perceptions of the social interactions of people have completely changed. It’s very interesting to say the least.

  Some country bastard already covered the bartender song. That song is still on the top 20 charts, man. Come on. They changed every explicit to something G-Rated too. Tsk. Tsk.