Revenge...

Revenge, Revenge, Revenge... I listen to Bill Cosby and my record skips...Revenge, Revenge, Revenge...

Now the vengeance has come! First I sit down in the lunchroom, only to be inundated with high school mathletes...Revenge...
Then I open up my sandwich and cut myself on the container, attempting to get to the yummy goodness within...Revenge...

Revenge, Revenge, Revenge...Bill Cosby is right. You make fun of one thing, it will come back to get you. I need to make sure the snowball in my freezer is still there. Revenge, Revenge, Revenge.

Why??

Why is it that people say one thing and do something that is entirely different? And why does it hurt so much when what they said they would do they don't? I don't know if that makes sense. Anyway, yeah.

Dum-b.

"Why is the internet so slow today?" "Today is Saturday and everyone is at home playing Farmville or something just as stupid."
~Toby and Jim, NAPA Countermen


Why do we have so many games of Facebook? Seriously, it is there to post pictures, connect with folks you havent seen in like, forever, and generally harass the people around you. So why do we need games? They just take up too much time that we dont have. I dont want to be at work and worry about harvesting my strawberries on time or figure out how to escape the mob in Mafia Wars. And who really cares about someone elses gorram fish?

No thanks Mr. Creepy McCreeper!

"How are you? i like what i read about you, and you really look so good, i really admire you as friend, have you ever been told you look like an angel, cause u make my heart melt now, i keep on looking at your pix, you are so beautiful, i like to hang out with friends, going out to have fun, i like reading, chatting, dancing, and a lot more, so please email me back and tell me much about yourself, i need to know you...
Patrick.."


I DONT FREAKIN' THINK SO!!!!

This creeps me out so much! I suppose I should just laugh it off, but I seriously dont think its possible. Yeah, I'm cute, yeah I like to hang out with friends, and no I dont live in New York like Mr. Creepy here, but I still dont like it. Do people seriously think that this is cool?!!!? I think not.

Life is like a math problem...

"Life is like a math problem. It sucks and then its over and you usually do it wrong." This makes perfect sense to me. A whole lot better than Forrest Gump's "Life is like a box of chocolates" deal. Anyway, I have a very distinct feeling that I managed to fail yet another test, this time in Spanish. And what is the hype about Valentines Day. It sucks. If you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/spouse that's all fine and dandy, but if you are like me (and so many other people I know) it makes life dismal. You have no chocolates, no dozen roses, no nifty cards, balloons or poems. Every Sunday, I bring in delicious goodness to the two guys I work with, but have now made the ultimatum that they bring something in, just to make me feel special. So, to bring this full circle, "Life is like a math problem..."

WHY!!!?!

Why is it always me that gets hurt? First its my wrist, then its my knee and all on the right side. I wrenched my knee last night and now it hurts like a gorram nail is stuck between my kneecap and the rest of my leg. waaaa.