Say Anything.

Some guy in a black suit was standing by the cafeteria this morning and held a small, black booklet printed on newspaper at arm's length up in my face, blocking my path. I looked at him, confused, and he simply answered, "It's a church thing." Not wanting to get into a discussion, I took it, thanked him, and walked away before looking at it.

"This Was Your Life!"

Oh no. No, no, no.
*flips booklet over*
www.chick.com

FUCK. I've been Chick tracted! It's like the original Rickroll. I didn't even know they made these anymore.

A few days ago my brother linked me a picture. It was a little tiny picture, probably one by three inches or so, of a little angel with dark, curly hair, dusky skin and brown eyes. His daughter, who looked VERY similar to that lil' angel, was killed in a car accident a few years ago at the age of 18 months.

So! I saw that, and thought I might try to put something together for him in Poser to hang on his wall. I went over to Faerie Wylde, since that's where I see Maddie used most often, and asked if anyone had seen a smock-style dress that could be used as an angel's dress. One was linked to me, and it was $17. After I finished twitching from looking at the price I replied, thanking him and mentioning I would watch for it to go on sale, and explaining what I needed it for.

I then got a PM, with a gift certificate number in it for $17 and a "Merry Christmas" from this person that I don't even know. I cried, right here at work. I only hope that I can do this gift justice.

If that's not Christmas spirit, I don't know what is. :love

Wow that was really nice of them. =)

:cry That's so nice Darsa. It's good to know there are still many kind people left in this world. *sniffle*

People around here are stuck on stupid. Visibility is low due to fog, the roads are wet, windshields are misting up, and they're driving more aggressively than they do on dry, sunny days. This is why I drove by so many wrecks on the way to work, and these idiots seem to be trying to make more. I'm tempted to carry a sledgehammer with me to manually smash these cars up as I see them. The sooner they're off the road, the better.

Got to work all pissy because of the suicidal drivers and hopped on our internal IM.

[indent]Me: i hate people
Girl: IM SURE SOME HATE YOU ALSO
Me: i hate more of them
Me: they only hate one of me[/indent]I need some breakfast.

I hate having a cold. I am on day 11 and its still not completely gone. *sigh*

Ohh...try that and let me know how it goes. I've always wanted to do something like that!

Actually, that reminds me of that scene in Fried Green Tomatos, where Kathy Bates rams her car into another one in a market parking lot. THAT is what I'd really like to do to stupid drivers...get a big, old hummer, and just ram them right off the road...maybe have a big snow plow shovel attached to the front, and conveniently ram em, and scoop em off the road.

One of my biggest pet peeves are stupid drivers...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.

RED TIDE SUCKS! I am coughing from it and it's driving me bonkers.

Why I've been so quiet.....


My muse decided to book a trip to warmer climate without me.
My Vista operating system decided to take up with evil forces (or maybe it was just lulling me into a false sense of comfort) and finally gave up the ghost so that now I struggle to stay connected even at dialup speeds to my wireless.
I found out that pack rats have nothing on me even with 2 moves and a house fire taking the majority of what I had (where did all this stuff come from!!!!!)
My children decided that since I told them no more adding to Santa's Wish List because the big man is through taking orders (it's now time to make and wrap and deliver) This means they assuredly won't get coal and are therefore are being as bad as they can before Clean Slate Day of December 31st.

However in this catastrophe that I call a life:

1. A Wonderful person helped me through a tough month by not letting me suffer from DeviantArt Ads on top of everything else.
2. Another wonderful person did the same thing extending the previous persons gift by another month ensuring I have plenty of time to squirrel money away in time.
3. Yet another friend saved me from the evil Vista by getting me it's older brother WindowsXP as a christmas gift.
4. He's also getting me Office. (it was cute to watch him curse cause that was supposed to be a surprise and he slipped up)
5. I come here and see that I am not alone and that makes everything right in the world again.

Its these final things having me smile as I reformat a computer and being grateful there are still human beings on this planet and I don't need scotty to beam me up :)

Hummer would just roll over your target.

you need a car like her character had... one of the late 70s luxury tanks. The kind that'll stop a speeding train in its tracks.



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Dude, when you IM my sister*, you gotta tell her to take off the fucking caps lock.


*You're not IMing my sister, I'm just sayin'. she ALWAYS has the caps lock on, and then poor 800/20 vision dad can't tell why his AOL password isn't working. Or add on any other caps-related problems.


And lastly, our new manager was supposed to fly in from Texas this morning. Well he never called and must be delayed somehow by the horrible weather the midwest is getting, because it's after 1pm and he still isn't here.
And of course he was supposed to bring the other support manager, the new tech, and our vp/director with him.

I make fun of them from time to time, but the girls here have a legitimate reason for having caps on. They're entering medical info through a mainframe interface that requires caps lock. During certain times of the day, that's all they do. During those hours, if they type in all lowercase, that's when I know they're yelling at me.

:teehee LOL!!

i found out that hair cream remover (veet) and genitals don't mix.

and i still have to make an appt. with the OBGYN to get my fucking $35/mo anti-baby meds - even though i get to skip on a pap smear.

the whole point of wanting to skip the pap was so that i didn't have to drive and wait for 3 hours to be fondled by a lady that needs a burger more than posh spice.

thats it for now i guess.

speaking of depilatories, i bought nair once. there's this guy i despise who refuses to shave his barely-there molestache (read: mole-stache or molest-ash) and non-goatee becasuse he insistd they proved his manliness. he always tried to harass a friend of mine who was sick of him. i found out that nair had a cucumber melon scent, which he likes in lotion. i bought it and had her get some lotion from bath & body works to dump out and refill with the nair. never got around to having her tell him he looked a little dry and offering him some. shame, really.

ooohhhh..... that's just wrong!!!

(And I have so got to remember that....)

i just realized how shitty my typing was in that last post. i blame the meskin milf i was on the phone with for distracting me.

About 2 weeks ago some one linked me one of those WoW videos some one made...you know the ones, parody of some silly song with WoW toons dancing around. It was funny I watched the whole thing. Credits roll and I see that it's some one from my server that made it. AND he failed to include any hot orc babes in his video. So I log on last night and see the guy talking in general chat and I send him a tell like wtf is up with the no orc babes but plenty of night elf hussies?!!? He had a sense of humor and asked if I would like to change that. So me and a few other people followed him around on a "photo shoot". Maybe a nekkid Naughtee will be coming to a youtube near you!

I also had a projectile poop baby dream. The dream baby thought the projectile poop was the funniest shit ever. Just my luck I will pop out some baby that enjoys watching me be in pain!

Took Alison over to see our best friends (her god parents) tonight. Their daughter is 6, and has gotten a crash course in pregnancy watching me these past months. Well...tonight, she got a crash course in babies.

She has been going on about how she wants a baby in the house. Her mom and dad don't want anymore kids, so her mom has had her tubes tied. Well, Kyra (her daughter) was SUPER interested in Alison tonight. After being over there a little bit, Alison had a dirty diaper. My friend wanted me to have Kyra watch me change it. Kyra happily agreed to help, and Nova (my friend went out side to smoke).

Here is where the fun begins...

Kyra was like "I hope it's a poopy diaper." I give her the "You have no idea what you are asking for kid." BOY was I right. LOL. Thankfully Alison had supplied a well timed very foul smelling poopy diaper. Kyra was fine until I opened the diaper and she saw it. She bolted to the other side of the room going EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW. I died laughing so hard that Nova came back in. She laughed when I told her what happened.

And then later on, Kyra heard Nova and I talked about stitches. (Nova had a tear with Kyra, so she feels my pain atm.) Well, shortly after, Kyra realized just WHERE babies come out. Not to mention she saw Alison's umbilical cord stump. All and All, Kyra has decided babies are a lot of work, especially after Alison got hungry and wouldn't stop crying till I fed her.

Kyra also took to the baby well. Only some attention sharing issues, as she has been THE kid this entire time until now. I told her a few times that her and Alison are both my baby girls. She seemed better after that.

I'm just now having the FTM worries hoping that Alison didn't get sick and that I didn't. This was her first real adventure outside of the house.

I wanna find the sadistic bastard that thought decorating the outside of your house for the holidays was a good Idea, and shove a strig of lights up his behnd. After that I'm going to find the sick bastard who thought that womens boots all needed heels for the last few years, and shove a pair up his behind.

Ok. I feel better now.

The office downstairs is having their holiday party.

At 3pm in the afternoon.

The music is loud. I can sing along with Achey Breaky Heart, macarena, electric slide, celebration, etc.

My floor is vibrating from it. It's louder than my own music at my desk (running 50% windows volume, 1% app volume, 30% speaker volume)

Fuckers could have at least invited us.