For your entertainment pleasure

Too damn tired to move tonight...Got these in an email from my cousin...Thought someone might enjoy my sick twisted sense of humor. I thought they were funny as hell...

















And my personal favorite:



Later...

Too tired to care...

Date went ok last night...Nice guy. Not sure how well I can trust him though...He kept contradiction himself last night. Like, he would tell me something and then a little while later, we would be talking about something else and he would tell me something else that made the first thing not make any sense. Whatever, I know he was nervous and all...So I won't let my first impressions get the best of me. Plus we were quite drunk and that might have had something to do with it. We hit a few bars and shot some pool, even though I suck terribly badly, and threw a few darts, which is something I haven't done in a long time and we drank A LOT of beer. Ended up back at his place, against my better judgment, but there was no way I could have driven home...We sat on the couch to watch a movie and I passed out for a few hours...Ended up rolling in about 6 this morning. Damn...I'm too old for this shit.


Inventory tonight at the store. Went ok...Got done WAY earlier than I thought we would. Good thing, too, since I was out way too late last night...Time for bed!! Later on...

Improvements...

On the family front:

Pappy might get to come home next week. He's been up walking the halls, with assistance, of course, and if it wasn't for the fact that he is extremely religious and very devoted to my granny, he would probably be chasing the nurses around too!

On the job front:

Still working 70 hours a week. Have submitted several job applications, including a few with rival companies, because a girls' gotta do what a girls' gotta do, right? Had a furniture company call and offer me an interview for a sales position, but after giving it much thought, I turned them down. The reason is because they have a straight commission based pay scale, and while I am very confidant in my abilities, I'm a little Leary about a straight commission salary. If it was just me, I might feel differently, but it's not just me, I have Drama Queen to think about, and I don't budget my money well enough. Also, have actually had an interview with a rival company, but I don't know what's going on with that yet. I'd like to have that job, but I'm not getting my hopes up too high. My boss and I had a big showdown this week too...He found out that I was looking for a job and that I had an interview and he wanted to know what was going on. I told him the truth...No sense in lying about it. I told him that I was tired of working 70 hours a week and getting paid for 40 and I was tired of him telling me that it wasn't his problem every time I asked him for help. That went over well. Not. He tried to lay a guilt trip on me, saying that this was the worst time of the year for me to leave the company, because we are on the verge of the holiday season. He said that if I decided to leave, that he would have no choice but to code me as not rehirable for leaving during the last three months of the year. The only thing that I interpreted this to mean was that things are not going to be getting any better any time soon, because we will start staying open later and start getting more and more merchandise as we get closer to Christmas, so that means I will probably continue working this many hours up through December. Guess what? Not gonna happen. I assured him that I would give him plenty of notice before I left, but that I couldn't tell him yes I'm leaving or no, I'm gonna stick it out. I did tell him that he would be the first to know, and I almost half-expect him to replace me in the upcoming week. The good thing about that is, if he fires me, he has to pay me for the 3 weeks of vacation time that I have earned this year, so whatever. Fire me, please. Break my heart.

On the personal front:

What personal front?? Like I have time for a personal life. Actually, I did meet a very nice young man the other day and he is taking me out tomorrow night. The only reason I get to go out on a date is because Drama Queen is going to a slumber party tomorrow at a friends house. I'm kinda glad she's going...Not that I don't love my daughter dearly and enjoy every moment that we get to spend together, but I need MOMMY time too...And, although we just met, Robby seems really nice. He's 27, so I'm taking a page from my homegirl's book and going for a younger man this time. Unusual for me, as I have always went for older guys...Until The Ex and I hooked up anyhow...He is 2 1/2 yrs younger than me. Since he and I split in January, I have only dated one guy that was my age or older. Seems like I can't find a man my age or older that can keep up with me.

Anyways, I guess that's it for now. I'm gonna go enjoy this thunderstorm. Later peeps.

Oooo look...Shiny thing...

I have the attention span of a 2 year old these days. Can't seem to find anything that holds my interest for more than 20 or 30 seconds.


See??....Where was I?

Oh my gosh, I need a new job. 12 hours a day, 6 days a week, and then 8 hours on Sunday...This is bullshit.


Found this picture today:



Lovely, isn't it?

Or how about this one:




This is the story of my life:



I'm not even kidding.

My favorite:



Good night.

Frightening

Ok, I went to a big party last night at some friends of my parents house...It was your typical Labor Day family party...3 or 4 kegs of beer, hog roast, everybody bring something to share, kids running all over the place, teenagers sneaking beer...You know, the typical American backyard bash. Good time, got to see a bunch of people that I hadn't seen in a long time...And some that I prefer to not see for a very long time...You know...
Anyhow....
It was pretty cool, everybody was sitting around and talking and having a good time...Until the college boys started getting drunk...
These boys are professional beer drinkers...That's what they go to college for around here...I'm pretty sure every college in Indiana offers a class in professional beer drinking...So, it stands to reason that there would eventually be keg-stands going on at some point in the night. For those of you that do not know what a keg-stand is, the keg-stander is held upside-down, with the assistance of 2 or 3 other people...This is usually best accomplished against a wall or some other solid surface. Someone else puts the nozzle from the keg into the upside-down person's mouth and turns it on and the upside-down person drinks until they can't drink anymore...What fun, huh?? Apparently, this causes a very serious blood-rushing-to-your-brain buzz...I wouldn't know, I've never done it. It seemed ok, you know, they are college boys, they do this every weekend...Whatever. It was all good until they started getting the older men involved also...55 year old men doing keg stands is not a pretty sight. Especially when it is 10 o'clock at night and they started drinking at 10 o'clock the night before. And, I gotta give these guys some credit, they have probably drank 10 times as much beer as these little college boys...But not while standing on their heads...Scary shit.

One a lighter note, Pappy has been moved to a re-hab unit in the hospital. He is doing so much better...We truly couldn't ask for better progress considering we though we were gonna lose him 2 weeks ago.

Alright, children, time for bed...Gotta work tomorrow...Yippie fucking skippy.