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I have to go to work soon and I’ve been up since about 7am, but I still feel like I just got out of bed. This weather sucks. Rain makes me tired and when it rains all day it kills me. I would rather have one big sha-bangin’ thunderstorm once a week that dumps gallons of water everywhere than have this disgusting rain that just spits rain on me all day long. Grrr. I hate Friday’s. Everyone decides to eat on Friday and it is just annoying. I get really irritated at work because 90% of the customers are obese and they stand there and order enough food for three people, and then they sit down by themselves and literally shove so much food down their throats. And then these nasty girls with huges asses call and are like “I want provolone cheese fries with “extra extra EXTRA cheese”. Gross. Would you like some fries with that cheese? I hate fat people. They pride themselves on how much food they can shove in their mouths and I hate them. Its ok to be chubby. Its ok to eat junk food once in a while. But when you are really fat, and you get attitude with me because your food isn’t as unhealthy as you wanted it, don’t think I’m going to feel bad when you die because you are too fat to be allowed to live. Ok, thats all. I have to go to work now. Bye. Have a great day!

Yesterday morning I worked out with Cindy Crawford’s “Shape Your Body“. Would you like to know how I got out of bed this morning? Ok, I will tell you. I rolled onto the floor and I crawled to the pole in my living room and used it to pull myself up. I am so sore that I can’t even begin to explain …. and I know I exaggerate a lot, but I am NOT exaggerating this time. I thought that movement would help me so I walked to Wendy’s this morning to get a salad. It was a painful journey. Every time I took a step I thought my knees were going to buckle and I was going to fall down. When I left Wendy’s I decided to take the stairs because it lets you out on the side street and that is the direction I was heading. Stairs = Really BAD. I had to take mini-steps down, you know like how really old people walk down stairs … both feet hit the step. I don’t even know how I am going to work tonight. I don’t even want to think about all those steps to the basement and all the boxes I will have to bring upstairs. I think I need to call off and ice my legs tonight. It is weird because Cindy Crawford’s workout was kind of fun. I didn’t feel like I was dying when I did it, so why do I feel like I’m dying now? I’ve been sore before, but not without really overdoing it and knowing that the soreness was coming. Thumbs up Cindy … I gotta give it to you, you really know how to workout, but you are still tricky and evil.

This guy I dated a few years ago has posted an announcement about his significant other in his instant messenger profile. Not a big deal, except that his significant other has the name of a male. Yeah, big joke on me. I’ve been taunted about it forever … “You turned him gay!” I don’t really care anymore but I used to get kind of mad about it because I found out that he was with another guy about two months after we broke up. It wasn’t like he decided a few years down the line that girls weren’t for him. So I feel like the deciding factor here. I was his final shot at being straight, I failed, I turned him gay. Hahahahaha. I feel honored. So if you are unsure about your sexuality, by all means, feel free to use my mind, body, and soul. Play with my mind, mess with my emotions, and rip my heart out … anything you need to do to figure it out. But make sure you don’t tell me your ulterior motive so I can feel like a big dumb retard later!

My stomach is fat and I look like I am pregnant. I need to do some serious stomach fat loss. It isn’t noticible when I wear my dumpy t-shirts for work, but tank-tops … forget it. I look like a weeble. I have provided that link for those of you who are unfamiliar with weebles. This completely befuddled me at first, because HELLO, Weebles, fun toys of the 80’s? Are we not 80’s children here people? Well, after some research I found that weebles were actually really popular in the 70’s, and in the 80’s weebles transformed from the cool little hand-crafted ones to the ugly ones with goofy and sesame street characters. Anyways, mine were still people, not disney or sesame street. Guess my weebles were the transition ones. I had the weeble airport and the weeble ranch! Does noone remember. Anyways, check out this site. It has the best weebles and weeble accessories!
Anyways, I was saying that I look like a weeble. Got a little sidetracked and I apologize for that. I have this new channel called Fit TV. I am going to work out to the TV. Not really. Most of the shows are bad. I just really really really really really want the Urban Rebounding system. Sad. Ok, time to stop sitting around cause I feel my tummy growing!

Right now it is Friday night, I’m already bored with obsessing about my new apartment, and there isn’t a soul in the world who is around to hang out with me. Just one of those days that I don’t feel like being alone. Todd is going out to have fun with people. I can’t go cause its like the guys or something. Either that or he has a hot date with some girl and I bet I don’t belong there either. I have no friends. I’m not very cool. I’m lonely. I feel like crying. I need someone to laugh with. Oh well. If you want to hang out with me, I’m here.

I’m cleaning my carpet. I bought a carpet cleaning kit from Home Depot that is supposed to clean carpet via sprinkly stuff and a vacuum. But it only works if you scrub the sprinkly stuff into the floor with soapy water, a scrub brush, and a lot of manpower. I was dumb to believe that there was really any other way. So much for the concept of “dry cleaning”.
My anxiety has come back again. The last time I had it I thought that there was something wrong with my leg because it always felt numb and I kept my toes scrunched all day long. I am not having that problem this time, now I just feel like I am going to die. Yesterday when I went to Home Depot I thought I was going to die there. I got dizzy and hot, and I thought my heart was exploding inside of me. I just needed to sit down, but there was nowhere to sit. It passed and I was able to buy the stuff I needed but then it came back at work. I screwed up two pizzas because I couldn’t concentrate. It was just like everything was fuzzy and not real. When I was at Home Depot, I thought I forgot something for the carpet so I went the whole way back to the carpet section and I realized it was actually in my hand the whole time. Just a few minutes ago I opened the refrigerator and I found a clean plate with a big pile of ketchup on it. But I remember doing it! I just don’t know when or why I did it. I know that I must have done it in my sleep, and even funnier … I don’t even have any food here that I would eat with ketchup. I remember doing it because I remember that when I did it I thought “well I will just put this in the refrigerator because I don’t want to waste this big pile of ketchup”. I obviously wasn’t thinking at all because I really don’t think I was going to funnel it back into the ketchup bottle at some later point in time. It is kind of funny I guess. I am feeling better today though. I think it is this new apartment and the fact that I have some underlying fear that I am going to die here all by myself and nobody is going to find me. I am not going to freak out and go to the doctor and demand that he/she tell me that something is wrong with me. Last time I made the doctor check my leg so she listened to my leg pulse and checked my reflexes. Then she told me I was crazy and sent me over to counseling. I know I am crazy. I don’t need anyone else to tell me. So I’m just going to go scrub my carpet some more and try not to think about anything.
Bye!

My apartment is cool. My bathroom was fixed today. It had a leak and a rotting cupboard. The leak was fixed, the ceiling was replaced, and I got a new cupboard that smells like the inside of Home Depot. Mmmm … the smell of new stuff … I like it! Ummm … I have to clean A LOT. I got a swiffer wet-jet. I love it. Everything is clean, I just need to organize. My bathroom is pretty much done, as is the kitchen, and soon my closet and dressing room will be too. Oh and my bedroom is almost done too. That leaves my living room … a big heap of boxes. Blah. I think I will just throw all of my stuff away. I have more stuff than the average person. My landlord thinks I am hiding someone in here. He expressed concern that I am lying about living here by myself. However, he has been here for the past two days unattended, so he has had plenty of time to snoop and realize that I am not housing spanish refugees here. It is ok because he is really old and cute. Did you ever notice that old men are cute but old women are nasty? Too bad I’m a woman. If I live to be old I will be nasty also. At least according to me. Haha. Saturday is my two year anniversary with Todd. Woo-hoo! Congrats to us! Todd is playing a wedding and I am going out. What a way to spend 2 year anniv! Oh well. I decided that we will celebrate later in the week with one of my famous home cooked meals. I have not cooked dinner for us since I moved from my apartment in the land of Oaks. That is because I lived in the weird house with no kitchen table. I hated cooking there because people were always snooping around my food and I had to eat in my bedroom. Poop on that. I have a kitchen and a really awesome kitchen table! Yay. I will post pictures of my apartment as soon as I get finished cleaning which will hopefully be done by Sunday night. Ok, time to continue cleaning. Bye!

Yesterday was the big moving day and everything went as planned, even better than I had expected. The Uhaul was the right size this time. I love it when I reserve a little Uhaul far far in advance, and then when I go pick it up they are like “Here is a really big one, sorry!” I think that the Uhaul people think that it is fine if it is bigger than the one you reserved because that is like free space! Yeah, free space for all of my stuff to bounce around and break! I’m rambling. Anyways … so the Uhaul was 10-foot. We got it at 11:30. We moved. We un-moved it from the Uhaul. We had the Uhaul back by 1:45. Jaime, Jared, and my parents helped. Todd had church and planned on helping but by the time he would have made it there we would have been done, which we were. My brother wouldn’t get out of bed to come help … JERK.

Anyways, my new apartment is great besides a leak in the bathroom and the fact that my mail key does not seem to work in my mailbox. The leak is getting fixed though. I don’t know about the key thing. I tried to call the girl that had the apt. before but some dude answered her phone and was mean. Ok … so I guess I have to go bother the old italian people now. FUN! Oh yeah and my oven smells like burning animals when I turn the burners on. It’s electric and I think I just need to wipe the crusties out of the coils.

Ummm … oh yeah! I ate tofu yesterday for the first time! It is o-k I guess. Jaime, Jared, and I went to the Zenith House Sunday Brunch on the South Side which is like an all vegetarian buffet. I’m all about that because I like non-meaty things. But the entrees’ were all weird. Jaime got the coconut pancakes with pina-colada syrup or something. Jared got a black-bean burger. I got the BBQ Tofu sandwich. I couldn’t eat all of it because it was really big and … well it was kind of funky. I guess it just tasted like blubbery chicken or something. Weird stuff. The rest of the buffet was really good though. I ate the salad and the pasta salad. There were a lot of weird things on the buffet too, and I tried some stuff and didn’t really like any of it. There were grape leaves with rice inside (YUCK). They had brocolli and other nasty veggies (YUCK). Then there was a huge dessert tray with every single cake in the world. I was really really full from all that tofu though so I opted out on the dessert.

I have to go to the dollar-store now to buy a strainer since I think I left mine at my old apartment and it was nasty. I have stuff to make pasta salad and I want to eat some right now. Aghbafgha!!! I love cable. Ducktales just came on! I haven’t seen Ducktales since I was like 12! Launchpad … I heart you!!!

I ended up not getting cable today because I had to work. I’m really happy that I got a raise last week and my hours were cut this week. I am sure its all a conspiracy. Pay me more and make me work shitty 4 hour shifts. Meanwhile, you can pay other people less and make them work more. I need a new job right now. I am supposed to call some lady back about a job. She is gone now, so I’ll call her tomorrow. I’ll let you know if anything happens. Now I can’t get cable and internet until Monday but that is fine because that is only one day I will be sad, and I am sure I will be busy moving, unpacking, and organizing on Sunday.
There is a new girl at work. I like it when Al hires girls because there are definitely more boys than girls. When I work the evening shift I am always the only girl unless Jackie is there, which is about never. During the day Shera and I are the only girls. The new girl is pretty cool so far. Her name is Toni and she lives near me. Well for the next 3 days anyways, PS I’m moving since I haven’t made that abundantly clear in the last entries. She is 27 and she grew up around here. That is all I know. She is working lottery and is replacing the girl who just quit. Her name was Joni (haha they rhyme). Joni was psychotic though, and she was old. I don’t like old women. She was like 48, but she acted like she was 4. She ran around and bossed everyone around, and she would always come over and eat the burnt dried cheese off of the pizza trays. It was kind of gross. Anyways, one day she didn’t come to work and then the next day she quit. Today Toni was like an hour late. Not too impressive on your third day of work. It seems like Al hires people and then they just don’t show up. If I got a new job, I would be obsessive about being on time, actually I am still obsessive about being on time to work, and I’ve worked there for over 1 year.
Since I’ve worked at Vento’s I think I have only been late 3 or 4 times. One time I was an hour late because someone broke into Todd’s car when he stayed over at my apartment. But I definitely called and was like “yeah this is what is happening”. One day I slept in until like 11:30 and I was supposed to be there at 11 …. and I lived far away. Oops. And two times I was like 10 minutes late. I have worked there for over a year, and I have worked every single day for the last 6 months. I think I’m pretty reliable. I just don’t get some people. Maybe I am just obsessive about being on time, but its one of those things that I just HATE. Not just work … anywhere. I HAVE TO BE ON TIME. Unless I am meeting my friends or something. Then I really don’t care.
I’m going over to my new apartment now to unpack some things and get my kitchen in working order … and I might buy a few groceries. BYE.

Right now I am watching Roseanne … YES I am watching Nick@Nite AGAIN! The cable magically came back today. Neato — but after tomorrow it won’t matter. The cable dudes are coming to my new apartment on Thursday morning to hook up my cable, so I have to take my TV over there soon. And I’m moving in 4 days!! I can actually live there now … I mean it is mine now. But my stuff is not there, so I am not there. Now I just need a good job … that is top on my list of things to accomplish. I don’t want to be poor all summer and have no fun. I want to go to Kennywood and go to all the festivals and have money to spend. I want money damnit. LOTS OF MONEY! Short update, but I’m going to go now cause I’m tired.