Yesterday on Good Morning
America, there was a story on what are called muffin
tops. (Excuse me if this has been in the lexicon a while but I
haven't heard it before.) This is when a girl wears low rise pants that
are too tight and the skin hangs over the waist line, you know, like a
muffin top. I went to work yesterday and saw my boss up bending over a
ladder with her shirt coming up and what did I see? A muffin top! First
let me tell you my boss is one of the hottest chicks I know but I had to
tell her about her muffin top. She said it's a good thing she likes me.
She retaliated later by scaring the crap out of me. Speaking of
retaliation, one of the guys who works under me told me Tuesday would be
his last day. He's already told everyone and he's just sick of it. I
spend the first hour of my day just walking around sulking. I find out
he was just messing with me. Revenge will be sweet I tell you.
Today,
I started Landscaping-Phase II. I have
broke two shovels so far. It looks like I'm gonna have to buy an ax.
Tomorrow looks like a better day for this. Maybe I'll use it more than
once.
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06 September 2006
I can't say that I've done anything constructive today. I've had
three days off in a row because of Labor Day this week so yesterday, I
worked my ass off literally all day. I was landscaping again, this time,
the front yard. I get a great amount of satisfaction doing things like
that. One minute there are old ugly sticks coming out of the ground,
later the same day, everything is clean and there are shrubs and flowers
and pretty red mulch on the ground. However, axes and shovels are not my
thing. I may even take a crack at planting some grass again and maybe,
I'll post some pictures tomorrow.
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07
September 2006
I can wiggle my ears. I talked to my brother a
couple of days ago and although both of us have always been able to
wiggle our ears, our folks can't. I made a video of me doing just that
and I just don't have the nerve to put it up right now.
I went to the
doctor for a physical today. Mostly I'm in good enough shape (lie) but
he did notice I've put on, let's say, 25 pounds in the last year in a
half. I've got to get that stuff off in the next couple of months. We
talked about the reasons and he said he had noticed they had built a Taco
Bell by my job. I said, Oh yes, I've
noticed the same thing. He then started on the evils of Taco Bell.
He then said he also noticed the Five
Guys and Cold
Stone Creamery at the same place. The Evil Triangle I need to stay
away from. I've got an appointment at the dermatologist and one at the
kidney doctor next. Oh, I think it may be time for the dentist too.
Oh how I used to love Kim Wilde. What a crush I had. I guess she
looks somewhat manly.
Ralph Bucky Phillips, piece of shit scum of the earth, was captured
last night. You've got to wonder how a person turns out like that. His
dad taught him how to hot wire a car when he was eight. I guess it
starts something like that. I don't even think my dad taught me how to
change the oil of a car until I had my own. The second time I couldn't
get the filter off. He had neglected to tell me only to put it back on
hand tight. He was so mad it was funny. Of course that made him madder
and that made it funnier. He did help me get it off though.
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11 September 2006
I don't think I'm going to watch anything related to 9-11 today. I
don't think I need to relive that day with constant TV and radio
coverage. I understand the need to never forget but I don't want to see
the images of the planes crashing into the towers over and over and
people crying and reliving what happened. People want to make sure we
never forget and that's fine but it's on the news almost daily. Never
forget...I never will.
I went to vote this afternoon
in the primary election but my name wasn't in the book. I explained the situation
(many times) to the four (very old) ladies at the table that I had just
changed my party affiliation last month but I did it before the
deadline. They didn't know what to do. They started discussing the
number that was left for them but the school was closed so there was no
phone. I let them use my phone but they didn't know how to use a mobile
phone and we had to go outside because we were downstairs in a dungeon.
We finally got in touch with someone at the board of elections but she
didn't know the answer so she got my number and said she'd call me back.
So here I am, standing outside of the school making small talk with this
sweet old lady about everything. The board of elections finally called
back and said they didn't have my name in the books registered as a
democrat. The problem was I hadn't registered in time. However, she was
telling me I had change my registration by LAST OCTOBER to be able to
vote in today's election. I made her repeat it. I just left. I was going
to go by the board of elections after I got something to eat but the
minute I sat down after a long very hard day at work, I just didn't feel
like getting back up. I did a little research to find out if I was right
and I wasn't nor was the site I had originally looked at for my
information. However that LAST OCTOBER bullshit was just that also.
Duncan
is still out of town and I do miss him. At least I have a COPS
marathon to keep me entertained.
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17 September 2006
Gas is cheap in the Midwest where Duncan is. Thankfully, he'll be
home tonight. I've been trying top buy some new shoes for the past month
but either the ones I've found are too expensive or not in my size.
Since I've graduated from size 10½ to 11 to 11½, they seem to be
harder to find. I finally decided to go to the mall and go in every shoe
store until I finally found something. I walked around the store in both
pairs and then I carried them around in their boxes. Vans
or Converse.
I've never owned any Converse before. I went with the Cons...
Happy
Birthday to my Bro, who I see too little of.
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22 September 2006
Today I'm trying to get ready for my vacation. On one hand, it's all
I've thought about, on the other, it's really snuck up on me. Gotta do
laundry, make a "sort of" itinerary, tend to my plants, and
pack, bla, bla, bla. Yesterday at work reminded me of the last day of
school before Christmas vacation. I really didn't do anything accept
daydream.
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