Joe Joe NoNo

Growing up i could never understand why my dad doesn't like sloppy Joes. As far as i was concerned he was crazy. Sloppy Joes are one of the greatest foods ever!!!!!! they're fast and easy to make, delicously messy, and i can eat three in one sitting. Yet he refused to eat them. He would always talk about how coming from New York he didn't know what they were and when he did try them they were too sweet. Today I discovered something, all sloppy joes are not created equal. Especially when they come from a cafeteria. Today my joe was not rich, red, and hearty but rather a light brown runny substance on a hardening bun. It didn't have a slightly sweet flavor; instead it was like there was a spoonful of sugar in my meat.The taste is still lingering in my mouth. This is apparently what my father was given as a young boy from a foreign state. Poor dear.

catch up

Since it's been about a week since my last post i figure i'll just do a rundown of the highlights and lowlights of the week

Monday:

• Drama Club!
• Get taken aside by drama club president for making faces when he mentions someones name (how do i explain that the things going on inside my head have nothing to do with the real world and therefore my facial expressions rarely coincide with whatever i'm supposed to be paying attention to?)

Tuesday:

• Surprise Bio exam covering all the topics i haven't really payed attention to
• was Minnie Mouse in the dating game in improv

Wednesday:

• History exam where my teacher kindly enough started repeating questions. Super easy
• Paranormal activity with Ang and Cess
• Movie-not scary
• getting the lights and screen in the auditorium turned off when you go back to get the purse you left- very scary
• and also my "friends" took off and left me in said auditorium to die

Thursday:

• Got a C on surprise bio quiz
• Extreme Shopping stunt double with Sharina in improv
• Customer passed out and began puking at work
• guess who got picked to clean it up
• A bunch of firemen showed up to take him away
  
• A bunch a police showed up and began arresting a man right in the courtyard of the job. Had guns drawn and everything. Of course this is when i giant mob of customers happened to be leaving and were then yelled at to remain inside the building.
• Didn't get off work until 2 am

Friday:

• Made brownies for the coworkers
• longest day at work ever!
• had to work with a bunch of newbs that don't know how to do anything

Saturday:

• Upon waking up was informed of the fact that since i've neglected to clean her litter box my cat had retaliated by pooing in the bathtub. Went to clean it and could not possibly describe the horrors i found there.
• cleaned that and watched the office

I'd say a pretty average week

computer screen overload

Ever since i started this blog i've been spending an excessive amount of time online. I've checked my myspace more times today than i did in the month of July. I'm beginning to think it's an unhealthy hobby. I used to go to sleep by ten on school nights (if i'm not working) now i'm on this darn comp trying to get an entry in before midnight lest i skip a day. i think i should go outside and feel the fresh air. Only it's 1159 and i haven't the time

And the winner is

i have a new #1 REALLY?1! moment. my dad just now woke up my little brother to go on a man hunt for my older brother. It is 1:13 am!!

Really?!

Life is full of odd and unexpected happenings. Sometimes these moments are funny. Sometimes not so much. While sometimes all you can really do is pause, take a second, and declare REALLY?!

So here they are, some "really?" moments of my week.

5. So this guy(yeah yeah i know...) is texting me a couple weeks ago and randomly stops mid conversation. I'm like, whatever, it happens. Then the next day i text him and he doesn't text back. I decide to drop it and he decides to late night text me two weeks later....ha ha ha ha ha ha yeah right.

4. Little sister + blow dryer (see earlier blog)

3. Dryer ate my underwear....

2. Family trip to great America...nuff said? Not quite yet. I live about an hour and a half away from the park and about fifteen minutes before we get there my dad gets a phone call. It's work, who just so happened to give us our tickets to the park. Turns out there's some kind of emergency in some other city. So my dad gets to the park, drops us off, heads right back home, and takes the lunch that was in the trunk with him.

1. And finally, it's Friday night and i'm at home minding my own business when i get a text asking if i'm me. i say yeah and ask who this number is. I don't get an answer and later go to sleep. I then get woken up by angry texts from a co-worker giving me crap about over stocking the freaking cabinets and how i should "know better". Now, this is a bad enough thing to wake up to only lets add the facts that:

1. I hate those cabinets and avoid stocking them when i don't have to
2. cabinets were full when i got to work that morning and therefore i did not have to
   
3. I was not even scheduled stock
4. i did not even touch the things except to take stuff out
5. and oh yeah I DID NOT GIVE YOU MY FREAKING NUMBER SO WHY ARE YOU TEXTING ME AT ELEVEN O'CLOCK AT NIGHT?!!!!
   

,mmmmmmmhmmmmmm

tongue-tied

I've realized that i'm a horrible conversationalist. Don't get me wrong, i love talking. I could talk all day, and even continue to do so in my sleep. On the flip side, i can listen too. I'll let you get your story out while refraining to interject with my own stuff. The problem comes in when the talking has to go back and forth. You know when one person says something, and another says something back and so on and so forth for long periods of time. Yup, good ol' human communication. Just does not work out well. If i don't know what to say i just won't say anything; which is why to some i'm the loud giggling girl and to others i'm that odd silent girl in class. Only 99% of the time i do want to say something. Anything.