So I worked last night (Saturday) from 5pm-11pm. This time I was on time. In fact, I was early. Thankfully, the night went quick. I forgot to clock out on my way out though. Whoops. :dammit:
Today I worked from 8am-4:30pm. It was a long day, but hey, I did register, managed to get seven people to sign up for Target visas, which is a pain because I hate asking people if theyd like to get a card. But hey, if they do, they get 10% off a purchase, and I get a scratch off sticker that might say “winner”, meaning I can draw a prize from this big prize room or something. Apparently, the prizes are really decent. :happyspin: But so far Ive only had loser cards. Blah. Damn bad luck streak! :irked:
At 4:30, I was more than ready to go. I was tired (nothing like working a full day on about four hours of sleep!), and my feet were hurting, and my shins were throbbing. Hell, Ive been done work for about seven hours and they still hurt. You know, from standing upright all day like that, not really bending, leaning over, squatting, walking around, etc., when I finally did sit down, it hurt. All the muscles that I use to put my legs in a sitting position were sorely protesting. :die:
Tomorrow is gonna be tiring. For one thing, Im working from 9am-3pm. However, I also have to pick up a Western Union money transfer, and then go to Ohio (yes, Ohio) to pick up a cat for my mom. She found one she really likes, and rather than pay like $200 in airfare to have it flown from Ohio to [private], she asked/I volunteered to do it. Heh. Its only like a two hour drive. So, the tentative plan is I work from 11-3 (so I can go in the morning to get the money transfer from her via Western Union), come home, get Dan, get some CDs and grub, and then go to Ohio.
Then Tuesday were leaving for [private]… we have our counseling appointment at 1:30pm, and once its finished well come home, get our things together, do one last check on the cats, and pack up the car and go. Well probably get to [private] around 9 or 10pm. Dan will go home to his family after he drops me off with mine.
When we come back, next Sunday, well be bringing Max. Yes, Dan said I can have him. Yay! :cupid:
Hmmm. Its amazing how my internet popularity shoots up the moment I insult a infamous (and skanky) camgirl. Funny really. It is. See? :haha: Actually, I dont care much for internet popularity. Id rather be popular for my personality as opposed to shitty porn links and half naked cam images. At least I have class.
Speaking of the internet and all the petty drama that goes along with it, it really comes as no surprise that “Josh” and “Jen” have the exact same IP#. Its also not a surprise that the IP# matches “Johnny”. Surprise surprise.
Actually, Im not insulted at all. To call me fat is not an insult. Fat isnt an insult, its a body condition. Besides, stating the obvious isnt exactly an insult. :stupid: And furthermore, I really am extremely flattered that this one person has spent the past few months (since about MAY) keeping tabs on me, visiting my site almost daily (I keep track; I just love invisible trackers!), and making sure to do his/her damndest to insult me in any way possible, plus read up on my life. To know that I have that much meaning to someone, that I am really that important, that my mere existence is so damn essential, well, it just makes me feel all warm and tingly inside. So anyway, my dear Johnny/Josh/Jen, you really need a life – well, at least a life that doesnt revolve around me, because whether you realize it or not, it does. You are obsessive, my dear, but you arent clever, witty, insulting, or halfway intelligent. Youre amusing, a source of entertainment, but mostly, youre fucking pathetic.
And just to let you know – your comments and attempts at insults are not important. You are not essential to me. I do not cry a fucking river because you called me fat or told me to take down my cam. I do not shed a single tear because you ask stupid questions regarding my sex life (which in fact, is quite healthy, and I am quite insatiable, and very sexy/attractive/beautiful to my fiance, which is all that counts. Im not out to impress anyone, especially not some twisted twat such as yourself.) In fact, I barely think about it. I read the comment, laugh at how you try to mask your identity, and move on with my life, because the fact is, unlike you, I have a life. I have a fiance, four cats that I dote on, a family I keep in touch with, and a full time job. I have more than enough to occupy myself. So, just to give you some advice to help yourself out – find someone else to flame, because while you amuse me and give me something to talk about, its not insulting/hurtful at all. :doublefu:
Hmmm. Okay, its about midnight, I think Im gonna go.
P.S. New layout.
I am glad that you dont let some pathetic loser get you down. People like that just arent worth your time
I always said that Johnny was a girl lol.. (s)he insulted people like a little bitch
Bwahaha… go Jenn!