Cynical by Nature

Are you allowed to disown family until after November?

The US is brutal around this time of the year. I swear I wait for the guns and the protesting to break out en masse. And my Brother-In-Law seems to be preprogrammed into believe we are all die-hard Republicans.

You know what, Bubba?

I'm a god-damn INDEPENDENT, thank you. I look at what everything has to offer and I base my choice on what I want to see, not what I feel a party should be, or whatever. Ug. What is so hard to understand about that?

Anyway, I've been at work for a week and half now. I made a joke yesterday to one of the guys, Allen. He said I was 'too good for the donuts', to which I replied- "what? I already ate breakfast."

Allen: "Well so did I and I'm eating them!"

Me: "We can't all eat our weight in food, sorry."

The guys laughed, which is a good sign. We are getting beyond the awkward "its a girl" stage. (For the record, I am the only girl in the shop. So...)

Antha's B-day is on the 2nd. And I'm posting this notice NOW so she doesn't think I FORGOT because I'm too damn tired to do it on tuesday. SO HAPPY BIRFDAY ANTHA!!

AAlso today, I opened a bank account. And hopefully in the next week or so I'll buy some tickets to DC to see Ana. And then we will have funs over Thanksgiving.

Talked to Yee today, and told him I was all sads because he was in Tulsa and Mike was in Tulsa and Rachel is in OKC. And I'm here. Sad timez :(. I wanted to go see a movie, but like...my people are a state away. No good.

And that is it for NOW.

Go back to your lives. Thank you.

I mooove, in like 7 days. This time next week I'll be putting shit on a TRUCK, and hoping to some weather god it doesn't rain nor is too fucking hot. And between freaking out over "where can I find boxes!?!" and "omg I need to steamclean and vacuum!!" And about a billion OTHER THINGS...

I feel like I'm stuck in the Jello, oh hello.

Also.

I still need to call Cox and be all "come get you shitz." But I think I'll opt for driving up to their office myself and turning the stuff in as I leave town. Mostly because I have to argue with them about, oh...right, about giving me the RIGHT MODEM THAT I PAID FOR.

:D

Funtimes.

*dies*

Here are 100 facts/quirks/historical notes/whatever about me. It's not just a list. It's a list with commentary, sometimes up to a paragraph, sometimes just a sentence each. Some of them are profound. Some of them include things like favorite color and band. A lot of them are my little life story notes. The first 50 are mostly life history with commentary, the second 50 more random facts about likes/dislikes/spirituality/habits/etc. Feel free to read or not--a lot of it's stuff I never talk about that may or may not be interesting to you.

I stoled it from Ana, who did this like a year ago. But seeing as I’m bored, I thought I’d see if I could think up a hundred facts. Go me.

( A 100 facts you never knew about me...probably. )

I've always had this thing for Batman, and I am unashamed to admit that yes...I WATCHED THE BATMAN LIVE ACTION TV SHOW. I'm hella proud of it, man. I also admit that I don't read the comics nearly as religiously as some people, and there are those that would accuse me of not being like all 'Fan' like.

Whatev.

(I'm bored, go with the random writing.)

Anyway, Rach is still sort of disowned for her 'meh' about Batman comment. Her saving grace is giving Joker some love.

And I did see this movie yesterday in IMAX, which is why I am posting about it today. One must allow the come down process in order to be truly objective. So! For those that have watched it...

I give you Critic EJ:

( The Batman )

In my hunt for a new fangled place to live for that grand ole job I start in Aug/September?

Yeah....YAY EJ....

I have managed to total my car.

Great.

fuckin' hell.

I need to stop putting holes in myself.

So, not only have I just been feeling less and less like getting online lately (read: all week), I've been losing my mind.

Example: I keep hearing people say things they did not say. As in, distinctly hear them say something only for me to ask them about it and they get me this "what are you on" look.

Also, I've become more forgetful. I went to the store to buy trash bags, as I have none. I buy all my food stuff, and forget the trash bags. Yay, me!

I'm still plucking away at my FFXII game, and I think I'm going to go back to it. I've just not felt like doing any RP lately. Sorry.

So this morning has already been funny as hell.

Rachel and I decided to take an hour long break as our work was done and we pretty much have shit all to do today. So, after coffee and discussing yesterday's "Alien mates with Apeman" conversation with Jim, we sit outside the building and find something new to discuss. This of course leads us to the ever amusing discussion of, "sometimes I wish I was born a guy in the 1600s."

Rachel of course choose the 1800s, to be a gun slinger out west. And while we were amused and chuckling over other tid-bits (including how, "damn, I'd hit that if I was a guy") I smile and take a drag of a cigarette.

Looking at Rachel, I beam and quite happily state, "I've said this to others before, but if I was guy? I'd be gay...I mean, I'm still me. And I? I like guys far more than women. So, obviously, I'd be gay."

Rachel laughs, and shakes her head before stating, "yeah, but I don't think sex would be as much fun with another guy. Sort of a waste."

We both start laughing, and suddenly one of the instructors comes outside to tell us that his class is studying and that, yes, they can clearly hear us.

As he leaves we break into chuckles, and I suddenly look up, "you know, if they can hear us...they have to be thinking 'Damn, what the fuck are they talking about. Gay what??!?"

Rachel nearly falls over laughing (as silently as she can) and says breathlessly, "the funny thing is...they are going to be thinking I've seriously tried it all before now!"

I nearly kill myself from laughing.

14 weeks and I'm done. Well, more like 16 if you count a 2 week break in there. But 14 weeks. I walk June 19th, and then I move Aug 14th or so.

I don't think the reality has set in year. I just keep repeating it like a dummy. "14 weeks....wow...."

When reality hits. There will be panic. You have all been warned.

Children's movies make me sob like mad. Why? Because as 'bad ass' as I might be in life, I'm a girl at heart.

A silly, sentimental, movie-crying girl.

And I like it.

What of it?