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Saturday, January 25
Why in the hell is DMV just that, HELL? Damn it that place, I hate it so fricken much. Never fails either, always have some sort of drama happenin'. I'm standing in line yesterday, in the "information line", that first line you come to when you first walk in the demon house. This chic walks in and where I was standing it was kinda in the lobby and in the waiting room thingy, anyway she walks in and walks past me and looks to see how many people are sitting waiting to be helped. My first thought was hmm what's this chic up to? then Ohhh ok she's just checking to see how packed it is. No biggie. THEN she just stands there. Doesn't get behind me, just keeps wiggling her ass up in front of me. I think to myself, ok Laura it's no big deal, just let the baby have her way. Then I think fuck that, I'm tired of being nice to people that don't deserve it, she's pissing me off now. So the line moves a little, and she makes her move, all the way in front of me. I snapped. I say, "you know your behind me right?", her response, "No I'm first than you" (exact words), I say, "umm NO your not", again "no no I was first than you"....."WHATEVER THEN, if it's THAT important to you take it bitch"...."blah blah blah yada yada" I'm shaking at this point and I take a second and look around, think about what my next action will be. If I really snap and hit this pathatic chic what then? totally not worth it....so I just got behind her, and took a DEEP breath.........sometimes it feels like I'm being tested. I just have NO patience anymore for people. None. Where do you get patience? How do you learn to have more? Wish you could buy it or take a pill......I need some.
Friday, January 24
I took the day off, to finally go and get my name changed to my new married name. Asking for the fricken day off was like pulling teeth, but I won. I hate that shit, you work and work, and have time to take off, but when it comes to actually wanting a day off it's like the world is coming to an end. GEEZE.
The man had band practice last night, and since I was going to be off today, I went along to check it out. They finally have a great line up, and are getting ready to go record!! Then finally get out there and play some shows. Can't wait. Band practice is always an experience, the guys always start talking about something hella funny or totally weird for some reason, must be a guy thing. Anyway, last night they were talking about the bass player (he wasn't there, had car issues) and were asking each other "have you ever been in his bedroom?". "Dude everytime I go to his house, and he goes into his room, he just opens the door just a little bit and slides in". "like he's hiding something in there". I guess he's got signs on his door that says "STAY OUT, or DEATH WILL OCCUR". HAHA. I think that is so damn funny. First of all, why are the other guys SO interested in what's in his room?? And then secondly, why is this bass player so damn secretive about his room? I guess the more the guys were talking, they figured out that NO body has been inside his room before. Dude is totally cool, he's not all weird like, or at least doesn't act like it besides the room thing. So funny. I just want to ask him "Dude what is UP with your room"? haha.....I mean inquiring minds want to know.
Thursday, January 23
Nothing new going on really. Except my fricken allergies are trying so damn hard to kill me. Damn it. My head fills like a balloon. All stuffy and crap. HATE it. But it's ok, I'll live. Things could be worse right? Yep. I have to remind my husband of that from time to time. His allergies are kickin' his ass too, and he gets all bent out of shape, understandably, it's very irritating. However, I just remind him like this "try and have patience, things could be WAY worse, you could have something happen to both of your arms, and never be able to play guitar ever again".....he snaps out of it real quick like.
Work is about the same as usual. I finally got all caught up with month/year end, got it all closed. Now we are doing a software conversion, going to a web based software. Should be very cool, once we get the hang of it. Then again, it's going to be very interesting trying to teach two ladies that are SO damn scared of anything new, especially the internet!!! Ohhhh lord. Then one of my bosses (yes I have many), is going on maternity leave soon, and she is my only safety net. Meaning, if I'm having problems I go to her, and visa versa....yep I'm gonna be in hell in a few months!!! whoo hoooo.....wanna come with?
Tuesday, January 21
Oh man I feel awful. I almost killed my Neopet. Poor fing....he was dieing when I went to check on him. What a bad Neo parent I am huh? But damn when I go and try and get food for him, it's all sold out....then I don't have enough fricken money (story of my life) to buy kick ass food for him, gotta get silly stuff, or go to the soup kitchen and hope the soup fairy will feed him some soup, enough to keep him alive. Geeze. This Neopet stuff is stressful.....I was all stressed out trying to get stuff out of the money tree....yeah right...good luck in there. Damn shit....driving me up a wall.
So my man Jesse was on TV last night....he was a tad moody this time. He didn't like the project they had to do. It was a PT Cruiser/Mulcher thingy. Turned a PT Cruiser into a mulchin' machine!!! Guess it wasn't challenging enough for him. I totally dig that show, not so much just to watch Jesse, but the show in general kicks ass, he's just the cherry on top!!! AND holy shit, he's got signature rims you can buy!!! So, when I get my dream car, (50' Mercury), I'm gonna slap on a set of Jesse James Dubs!!!! Ohhh hellz yeah. (can you even imagine the price on those puppies...ouch)
I'm dieing to get a tattoo...can't stop thinking about it. Not exactly sure yet what I want, or where to put it. Since I don't have any yet, I kinda want my first one to be really cool. Besides, I'll be stuck with it for life, so I don't want something stupid. It's got to be original, NO FLASH....nothing stupid like a tiger or dragon....no no no. I know once I get started, I won't be able to stop..good thing they are expensive, I'll have to save my pennies to get something really cool. We know quite a bit of people that do tats, so finding someone isn't a problem, it's just affording it. I think I really want something clown like, on the evil side, and put on my foot. Thing is I've been really thinking about getting a small something on the underside of my wrist, but then I'd have to match it up on my other wrist too......oh man. Where do I start? haha....geeze.
Monday, January 20
Can I get a WHOOO WHOOO...OHHH HELL YEAH!!!!! WE did it, were going to the SUPER BOWL BABY!!!!! Fuck yeah!! I'm still in shock, can you tell? haha...damn. Damn DAMN. Can't wait. I'm gonna be a nervous wreck. I'm so damn happy right now! And tonight it's all about Monster Garage, and my man Jesse James.
My mom digs the Raiders too, that's where I get it from. Ever since I was a little girl, it's always been about the Raiders!!! My piss ass father could care less. Which will bring up a test I'm gonna do this next football season, I'm gonna ask my mom to come along with me to a game. She's always wanted to go, but assmaster says "ohhh it's better to watch it on TV, then you don't have to deal with all the people" yada yada.....BLAH BLAH.....he's so clueless it's scary. Yeah you can "see" it better on TV...however you don't get the great atmosphire you get AT the game. Anyway, it will be my test to see if she will really go. I betting she won't, and that's fine. It will open up the gates for me to unleash a lot of pain inside. She had said to me once, that going to a game is something she'd love to do before she dies. WELL it would also be a cool thing that I'd love to do before I die, and go to a game with my mom. I think it would be soooo damn fun. I'd get to see her have fun, for once in her and my life. So...we'll see what happens. Right now I'm not gonna dwell on it.
Happy happy joy joy.....were going to the Super Bowl!!!! OHHHHHHH YEAHHHHH
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