Yay! cause I'll be in a warehouse surrounded by bottles of soda =\ sounds fun to me tho ^_^

@sov... in reply to my adderall post awhile back, i usually just injest them... snorting them would kick my ass. and then it would be even more of a high from them.... sometimes what I do though, is crush up the pill, then put it in a little bit of like a napkin or paper towel or something, and injest that.... when the piece of napki/paper towl spills the adderall in my stomach... i get hit all at once....


todays bitching: I have 4 girls who want to date me. I dont even know if I want a girlfriend. I had my ex. even though I really don't.. .how about i WANT to hate my ex?


humph

I need an outlet for complaining. This is it.

The bounce has gone from my bungey. I'm a slowly slipping and sliding down from my perch atop a great hill of happiness. The stupidity of others is depressing too.

My conversations with people are the pits. I can't even keep one going for more than 5 mniutes.

I'm too shy. One of my New years resolutions was to get rid of Shy Lenny and just go out and talk to people. DOn't feel shy saying "Hi" to jenny, just do it. Has anything happened? Nope. Let's see then, how about a nice conversation over the internet? Surely that can't be too hard. Fat chance.

You like this girl for so long, you talk to her whenever you overcome your shyness, yet what have you to show after a year? Nothing. Why not take the chance when it came to you? Because you're a fucking idiot. A year and a half sat here, thinking "Why didn't I just ask her out then?".

Love sucks. The best feeling in the world. Can get you higher than the clouds, can make your head spin, heart miss a beat when you see her. And it can tear you apart. Rip your soul to pieces as you think about failures.

And I don't even have enough time to complain. Stupid sister.

i knock a 70 year old lady down the stairs of the apartment next to us chasing my dog.............poor poor gray haired lady

You're welcome for the mental image.
 

Yesterday during work I was told that I could take my lunch as soon as I cleaned the girls bathrooms, seeing as there were no female service wenches scheduled. So I go into the bathroom at the front of the store with my broom, dustpan, glasscleaner and paper towel, open the first stall...and my reaction?

"Holy...fucking...shit..."

Literally. Everywhere...smeared on the seat...on the floor...everywhere...on the outside of the bowl...under the seat...EVERYWHERE.

HOW THE FUCK DOES A FEMALE MISS SUCH A TARGET WHEN ALL WE HAVE TO FUCKING DO IS SQUAT AND RELEASE!?



...EW!

no latex gloves? Eww.

Tons of Paper Towel so I wouldn't have to touch it. I think I used a whole roll.

You should still wear gloves.

Much more hygenic.

Actually, that didn't even cross my mind until after I was finished. It was one of those "D'oh! I'm an idiot!" moments.

The PLU number for Dum Dum's is 1711, yanno.
 

I was at the fair tonight in Allegan, and in all I had a great time, riding rides and such...up until the end...and I decided to play a game. The game I decided to play? Well...you know those people who work at the booths with the darts and the balloons? Yeah...they have no fucking souls.

All in all, the guy just kept on handing me darts and like the idiot I was, I just kept on throwing. I blew $64 in five minutes on the second biggest prize they had, which was a Stewie Plushie.

Walking away I look at my dad and ask "I was just ripped off, wasn't I?" His reply? "Big time."

Fuck my jaw feels weird.

Damn novacane.

Are you a bad throw with darts?

You must learn to never make eye contact with the Carnies.

No, actually. I did rather well.

My mouth hurts and my boyfriend's too lazy to put up his own goddamn clothes in the dresser we just got.

I hate polictical discussions when people are so one sided, they cannot actually carry on with the discussion. That's cool, we can agree to disagree, but if you keep presenting arguements for your case, then don't just run and hide when I do the same. If you wanna talk about it, be a man and talk about it. If you wanna snipe, then leave me the fuck alone.

Threadomancy!

I love it!

That's the advice you gave the D.C. sniper, isn't it?

The Halo 3 Beta didnt come out until 4 in the am EST and i was awake for it. Even though the game rocks i am extremely tired and cranky. Damn Bungie and Microsoft for delaying it almost 20 hours

I bought a math book for $140 and it is worthless in this class plus they are getting a new book next year so reselling it is out. :cry:

KA ate all the Cinnamon Twists and left me none. :(:(

Owned!

So rude!

see look

<3 u KA. Thanks for the laugh. :D

Facebook has a new marketplace feature.

My damn hand wont stop twitching.

Craig drank all the apple juice :<

Are you sure it was a book? Are you sure it wasn't.... nothing?

Nice cut on my arm while hiking today. Still stings.

I still haven't gotten a hug.

I'm... kinda tired!

Fuck Grav, bitch some more! jk =p.

Work was so slow I got to leave early.

I've had some weird internal stabby feeling in a few locations on my back all day. Maybe I'm growing wings.

I'm becoming more and more bitter and spiteful towards people.

Last night while I was working Service Desk by myself I called grocery and asked if they could come get their returns, which then consisted of all of their baskets over flowing and one cart full of pop and toilet paper. They said they would send someone up.

No one showed up.

About three hours later I called back to grocery and asked again if someone could come and get their returns, which now consisted of the overflowing baskets, the cart of pop and toilet paper, and two more additional carts filled with grocery items that people didn't want. The team leader said he'd send someone up. Eventually Mike comes up with his own cart whistling a tune and I look to him and apologize for the fact that everything's thrown into carts because I've been too busy to sort the stuff out for him, which I usually do just to be nice. He just smiles at me, turns around, says "No problem, I'll come back when you do.", and then walks off. Leaving all three fucking carts of grocery shit there.

My jaw drops and I stare after him, but I give him the benefit of a doubt, since his sense of humor is just like that and he's usually a pretty decent guy towards me. Of course, he doesn't show up for the rest of the night. And again I get so busy that by the time it comes to close the desk I have nothing done that I usually have done at that time. I had no time to empty trash, sweep the floors, clean out the key machine, wipe down the counters, or fill the cigarettes.

And all three carts of grocery items were still fucking there.

If it weren't for the late second shift and third shift cashiers taking on the task of sorting the grocery items and taking them back and the third shift cashiers volunteering to do all of my clean-up tasks for me, I wouldn't have gotten out of work until well past midnight. All I ended up having to do after I organized and put away my drawer, the cigarette drawer, and the lotto drawer last night was take back the damaged GM and Grocery items and help someone purchase a Rug Doctor.

I'm usually out by 10 after 11. I didn't punch out until about 11:45.

I plan on talking to a manager today. Blah.

Hehe...sounds like TRU. Sometimes the poor soul at Customer Service will call for the floor associates to grab their reshop and they don't do it. It's rare, but usually when I'm at the register and call for help ("R Zone and Customer Service, could you grab a guest please.") I don't get it. Sometimes they don't even respond to let me know if they're busy. And then people in my line get mad and tell me we should have more than one cashier working at the time. Quite lovely.

And of course, this is my opinion, not that of TRU.

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