And if you're strong enough...

First off, I need to get the fucking courage to do this song at karaoke some night. <3 it.

Karaoke on friday, was going to go to gay night at Outlaws (club) on Saturday, but I got sick, and hung out with the wife, Miranda (who was also sick) and we watched Black Snake Moan, was surprisingly good. Really weird, but good. Christina was hot, as usual, albeit too thin. Miranda, Erica and I were nearly passed out on Cecily's bed by the time the movie was over. Yeah. So I didn't go to Outlaws, thought poor Paul (have I spoken of him? if not, ask for details) would be devastated since I didn't go, and he's slightly obsessed with me. Turns out Justin, Colt, nor Paul went either, so nobody went. Also. I never realized how many gays there were in Tyler. It's fucking awesome. "
I love the gays!" (I wouldn't have been able to find a place to park at Outlaws it was so packed.) And, went to my wife Petra's going away party last night. Very fun. She's moving to Japan. Gonna miss that hot bitch.

Slept in until 11:30 today. My alarm clock didn't go off. I was on call. Which means I'm supposed to call in between 9:30 and 10:30. Crystal said not to worry about it. So...I'm just sitting around, relaxing. Bored. Gonna exercise later tonight. Wish I had a pool. I have a $133 speeding ticket to take care of (did I already mention that?) And I'm hoping I get lots of money for my birthday (18 on August 3rd, motherfuckers!) so I can get lots of clothes.

So how is everyone?

I just got on and it said "start from a saved draft" or whatever it says. WTF!? Why does it only do that...after you've posted said draft, and never when you need it to save!?

The Dreamers and NIN's The Downward Spiral still hasn't arrived. GRR.

Gonna have to have a chat with Mom about summer school. I really need to get the classes out of the way, because the sooner I get my Freshman year of College out of the way, the better. Y'know? Need the Associate's Degree to be paid better, and the classes during summer...SUCK! And I still need to be working 32 hours a week. DAMNIT! Which brings me to...

WORK! Floated today. Like 300+ Hispanic people, and I couldn't understand a fucking one of them. I turned to the wife when she came in and said, "I can't understand a thing they're saying." She just giggled, she has the most adorable giggle by the way, and said I'd be fine. Are you kidding me!? Some of the fuckers actually laughed at me because I couldn't understand them. They thought it was hysterical. I thought they better shut the fuck up, before I go all 150 pound Rambo on their ass (yes, according to the scale I have gained 10 pounds. GO ME! *excited*) I swear, I just want to stop and say to these people, "I can't understand a fucking word you're saying." a la Patrick Bateman. Bridgette apparently had a meltdown, and cussed customers, and some of the girls out, and just stormed off. *sad* She'd already given her two weeks notice, but now she'll be terminated, and I never even got to hug her goodbye. *sad* And the wife looked like she'd been beaten around. Not literally, but you know? Exhausted like that...haha. Chatted in the parking lot with the ho (I don't mean that in derogatory way, either,) Megan for an hour, then the pimp Julia got off work and chatted with us for 25 minutes. After having called us idiots for standing in the Zoo parking lot chatting, instead of going out to dinner together and chatting, like we should have. HAHAHA. Which I would have totally been up for. She even asked us to come along to Bennigan's (never been before) but the ho had to get home, and the spouse who's into MMF (moi) had to go to Church. *le sigh*

Doing the schoolwork at work, so...yay for getting a little bit of schoolwork done these days. Fucking exhausted by three p.m. GRR.

And I get sooo lonely...and horny. Too bad I'm not older and the husband doesn't live closer. Oh, well. I'll just have a blow-up doll of him and the wife made. *stares* I have a very nasty mind sometimes, but would totally do this, since you know? MMF relationships are fucking hot. [/random]

Smoothed things over with the husband, he completely understood my position and was actually flattered. Damn being so emotional. Nor does he have a problem with me being so emotional. Win! Anywho, had the day off. Visited the awwsum therapist. <3 her so much. Got my Planet Terror T-Shirt. Need to take a picture for myspace with it. I need someone in the pic though, since I have like 16 pictures up, and all are of me by myself, taken by me. Now onto the movie meme of doom, that we've all done a thousand times...ripped it from

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Stolen from Tanni.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

Jesus. Mom brought me three plates of food before I started that quiz, I just...can't eat it. *sigh* I didn't have much Lunch, since I was depressed, and now I can't have dinner, because I'm depressed. I'm probably just going to go back to bed in a minute (and it's only 7:40.) I'm starving and I look at this wonderful food, and I just...can't eat it. I'll be sick. I just know it. Bastard.

Bored out of my mind yesterday, so I messed around with the system, to see if it would let me do returns or print off complimentary tickets, which we've been told the system won't allow you to do (was never told I couldn't test it out, I was simply told it wouldn't work) so I tried it. Nope. Can't do returns. However, we can print off comp tickets, which creates a big problem if you have an employee who, unlike me, isn't honest. So I told Christy, specifically because I knew Lea would have to deal with the bitch from TJC again today, like yesterday, and tomorrow and the next day, and Christy would, as usual, simply say, "Thank you," and have it taken care of. Lisa was in the room when I told her, and didn't believe me, so I showed her, and she just thought it was hysterical. Christy told Lea, who later came in, and was bitching at me about it. So I later asked if I was in trouble, and she said no, but bitched at me some more. Considering my feelings for her, I doubt it's hard for you to connect why I was so upset. So yeah, Ashley, Elizabeth and Bridgette had to give me hugs. I nearly started crying I felt so bad. So they were going to let Bridgette go home, and I told her to tell them to switch us, since I wasn't in the mood to stay around that shit. Which pissed Lea off more. She said, "Jesus, can't you people make up your minds!?" to Bridgette, and came in and started snapping at me again. Jesus. Thankfully Christy cashed me out. I probably would have cried had Lea done it. Ashley called while I was cashing out, and Christy told me Ashley needed to talk to me and I thought, "Shit! I'm in trouble again. Fuck!" No, schedule issues. So I talked to her later about the day, and she just said to blow it off, that she'd talk to Lea later to see if there was a problem with me. She said to her knowledge, there wasn't, there however had been a problem with a Zoo employee earlier, so...whatever. I still feel awful. And that saved them the trouble of having to deal with a bunch of shit when a dishonest employee prints off a shitload of comp tickets for themself, BUT NO! That doesn't matter, I still get bitched at! I just walked out without talking to any of them, which kind of sucks, since Christy and Lisa didn't do anything, and I still love Lea to death, but y'know? I locked myself up in the house for 4 years, because people talked to me like I was a 5 year old, and I didn't like it then, and they're doing it again, and I don't like it now either. *sigh* Damnit. And I can't eat this wonderful food! *screams* Also!? Bridgette's quitting. SHIT!

So... Mom went and picked me up, Year Zero. To those of you who don't have good taste in music, it's Nine Inch Nails' latest studio album, and it fucking rocks. The images inside are hot. Srsly. All you see is his arm, which is covered in a suit and holding a bible on one flap, then a completely bare arm, revealing his awesome muscles, holding a sub-machine gun on the other flap. It's HAWTT! Yeah. Totally agree with him when he said you could fuck to most of this album, if not all of it, depending upon what you're into. I'll have to try that with Matt whenever he decides to come date me. *pushes my birthdate up so I'm 18 now*

In other news, I'm going to ask off early tomorrow, so Julia and I can go see Grindhouse...again. HAHAHA. Matinee this time, though. Send me hugs and kisses, bitches, I need 'em. ;D *hugs to everyone*

What happened this week? I went in Sunday for an hour and a half, was depressed about the Mike thing, thought I'd lose my job, told Ashley, she and the AWESOMELY SWEET/HOT Lea couldn't stop apologizing about his behavior. I found out he chunked a roll of quarters at Lisa last year during a temper tantrum, I overheard him yelling at Julie a couple days ago, because something wasn't done the way he wanted it, even though she kept telling him however it was done was the only way it would be allowed to be done. Whatever "it" was. I also found out he yelled at Lisa and Lea because half of us temps haven't been trained on memberships. Myself included. Then it hit me, the day we were conned and 6 people got in without tickets and she was massaging her head? I just realized he yelled at her for it. She doesn't have the type of personality to freak out over something like that and was rolling her eyes at how he treated me over a similar incident. Bastard. If he wasn't five thousand times bigger than me, I'd kick his ass. Also. I've been talking to co-worker Bethany on myspace. Yay. Potential IRL friend. Can't ever have enough of those. Especially when the number is only 5. ;D Worked in the ticket booth Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and yesterday. My shift was cancelled yesterday, but I didn't get the call because I was at Mom's office, so I showed up, clocked in and was told it was cancelled, but since they were understaff, the luverly Lea put me in the ticket booth for 3 hours. I have worked 30 something hours this week. YAY! I almost turned around and had Lea send me back home, since Meaghan and Heather wanted to start a religious war with me. *eyes* I just kept my mouth shut. 1 Athiest vs. 2 Staunch God-Fearing Christians. No thank you. Got my face abused again today. w00t. It's awesome. Scars have greatly faded. Sooo happy.

I'm tempted to make this icon my default, because it's sooo HAWTT. Also! I have been off sodas and candy for a week...week and a half? I've lost count. But I'm so proud of myself. Trying to gain weight the healthy way, not adding unwanted sugar/fat to my toned (toning) stomach. ;D Watching Silent Hill. Bought it yesterday. Or rather Mom bought it yesterday for me. I LOVE THIS FILM! Radha Mitchell, Laurie Holden and Sean Bean should make hawtt MFF porn. ;D Also got Casino Royale. Eva Green. ;D Had Red Lobster for dinner as well. Wanna know why I'm being so spoiled? Got my license yesterday. w00t w00t w00t w00t w00t! That's pretty much it. <3 to everyone.

Edit: I forgot to mention...co-worker Samantha, cannot shut the fuck up about sex. I swear to God. She was going on about sex all day Wednesday. First it was her little chihuahua humping a blanket that had holes in it (you know what I mean) and how when he became an adult it got stuck one time. Jesus. Then she was going on about how humans and dogs are the only species who have sex because it feels good, everything else does it on instinct. I went to the bathroom at some point, I came back and she and Kaysie were talking, "Manatees are the second largest mammals, but what are the first?" Kaysie: "Whales." "Really?" Me: "Yeah, they can get as big as schoolbuses." *pause* Kaysie doesn't react because she knows what I'm talking about, then... Samantha: "THEY'RE WANKERS GET THAT BIG!?" Poor Kaysie stumbles out of the room laughing, and has to sit against the wall so she doesn't pass out from laughter. Jesus. She went on with at least two other things, too. Female and hetero, and she still thinks about sex more than I do. Jesus.