Vote or Die

Let's all vote to make Brooke get rid of this rat tail as soon as possible.















PS Look at the color of that hair. Gorgeous.

Negative

The other night I was talking with a friend who doesn't read blogs. Like ever. I find that interesting. And by interesting, I mean stupid. Anyway, he was asking about my blog and what it is I write about. That's a hard question to answer. I just said, "Oh you know, silly stories that happen to me, I like to make lists of things I like and things I don't." And then I realized, I actually really like to make lists about things I hate. It makes me feel like a million bucks to rant and rave about things that bug me. So, on that note:
More things I love to hate:
1. Having to go to the bathroom in the middle of a movie. I like nothing more than a nice big Cherry Coke to sip on during my movie. But, I am always cursing that Cherry Coke about 20 minutes before every movie is over.
2. Trying to express anger/frustration/bitterness with words like, crap, heck, darn and freak.
3. Cutting myself while shaving my legs.
4. Mommy blogs. Recently one of my favorite bloggers has become pregnant and I immediately decided it was time to stop reading this blog. I just can't handle the seven and a half months of pregnancy posts and then the 3 millions pictures of their infant children that looks just like every other baby I have ever seen.
5. Death. If death touches anyone else in my life I am going to lose it.
6. Seeing people I haven't seen in ages and the first question out of their mouths is, "So, are you dating anyone?" Um... I guess not.
7. 115 degrees outside when I am dying of frostbite in my office.
8. Blow drying my hair. It just takes too long. I give up.
9. The Las Vegas Strip.
10. Waking up at 5:30 every morning completely exhausted but not being able to go back to sleep until about 5 minutes before I have to get up in the morning.

Awesome...

I had a co worker once who said such offensive things. He couldn't help it. He was old, he was old fashioned and he was southern. I think that makes for a deadly combination. I overheard him talking, about the upcoming primary election, to a FEMALE co-worker once when he said, in complete seriousness, "Can you believe we have to pick between a women and a colored man?"
Or, maybe my favorite when I gave him a message about someone calling him freaking out, he said, "Those Orientals are always freaking out, aren't they?"
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To tell you the truth, he just doesn't get it. And to be completely honest, he is one of my very favorite people in the world. I can't help it, it must be some of that southern charm.