My Face is Peeling Off

The guy at the fish store that I thought was a total retard actually turned out to be relatively intelligent today because he knew what a wavelength was and also what the latin root of a fish name meant and why it was called that due to the wavelength.
Gina you know the guy, the one that got the daffodils for us. And when I went there today he looked cute in a "you're not as dumb as thought" kind of way and it was refreshing. I took pics of my fishies that don't do them justice because they won't come to the front of the tank and you can't see all the pretty little yellow streaks across their faces and they have blue eyes, bright blue that is. And also you can't see the iridescent fins that don't show up on the camera for some reason that I will find out because I want a nice picture. Crazy hosers.

Yesterday this crazy Moroccan guy that I've been talking to proposed to me and told me that even though I'm fat he would like to marry me. Yeah, top that girls, that's one for the romance history books. Crazy and mean all rolled into one absolutely fucking nuts marriage proposal.

Good day.

Make Me Your Animal... Make Me Your Freak

So today I cleaned my room and it was boring and I'm not done because I'm never done.

Anyway, I went to see the 40-year Old Virgin, and it was funny. Some parts were really funny, others not so much.

I was driving home and then all of a sudden my lights cut out and I couldn't see anything because it was all pitch black outside and I was just jamming to tunes and eating popcorn and minding my own business. Fucking car.

So then I pulled over and thought about all the crazy people who could come and try to kill me so I locked my door and called my dad who came to get me.

And he did and while he was driving my car home the lights came back on and everything was OK> also, my popcorn was really yummy.

So then I came home and told my brother and he laughed at me.

There's a Spaceman in my Basement

Today I got in a fight with my brother. I hate fighting with him.. not just because he's a completely arrogant little asshole, but because I'm scared that when we're older and have our own lives that we won't talk to each other and that makes me sad.

Tomorrow at work, this woman who used to be my manager, use that term lightly because she wasn't actually my boss, is getting fired. Ahahahahahah. That's sweet. She used to yell at me until she was blue in the face, and now she's getting fired because she's incompetant and treats the boss like shit and turns her back on him and refuses to acknowledge him and she thinks she's better than me because her husband is a pharmacist and she wears "bling bling" from the home shopping channel and I like to laugh at her a lot.

Man do I ever feel like chocolate. It started innocently enough with one M&M, but fuck, now I feel like I could eat my weight in chocolate, That's a Fucking LOT!

But no chocolate in the house, too late to go and get some and not seem totally crazy and also have my mom ask a hundred zillion questions about where I went and such.

I have a scab on my tummy, I keep picking it. It's going to scar, and when I'm finally skinny I'm going to point out the scar so people don't notice my stretch marks. I'm a fucking genius.

Well it Makes My Mom Proud.. I will Bask in our Disaster if it'll Phase Us Out

So today at work we discussed creation vs. evolution. I was unaware that all of my coworkers are like die hard religious people and I'm the only one into evolution.
Basically they don't believe in the big bang. I argue that if God created the world, what did he make it out of? They didn't have an answer. Because if God made the earth out of preexisting molecules, then the molecules would definately have been able to react in big bang theory. You know, as proven in scientific experiments where conditions were recreated to see what would happen. Atoms came together, life formed. Hmmmmm, ok.

Next question: If God created everything, what the fuck were the dinosaurs about? Unless of course you don't believe dinosaurs existed, their bones are some big scam. *Note: not preaching, merely yelling in my defense as the only non-religionite in the room*

Anyway, what were the dinosaurs about? I don't fucking know and don't pretend to, so if Adam and Eve were the start of it all, were they camping out in a cave while the dinosaurs frolicked in the field below?

And don't fucking tell me I'm "on the fence". I'm not, it's all about evolution with me and that's all there is to it.

I'm not saying there is no God, I just don't really believe in him/her. Yeah I said HER. I'm more into the idea that people have something to believe in, and that's cool with me, I like the idea that maybe there is someone to protect us. But I'm not running my life based on crazy assumptions. Because you know what they say when you assume something: it makes an ASS of U and ME.

Mwahahahahahaha

I'm Caving In

My tailbone hurts like it's been stomped on by a steel toe boot. And it's just because of the stupid chair I sit on at work. I would stand, but then the window would be at my crotch, and since I have a hole in my pants in my crotch area, probably not a good idea. Fucking pants.

Yesterday I was walking around the backroom and somehow slipped and my ankle twisted and cracked really loud and now today it's swollen like a house and I can't stand on it very well and it's all good because now I don't have to go to Spalady but I might go for exrays tomorrow. Cause it's really bruised and swollen and hurts like a fucking crazy man.

My manager got in a car accident in the parking lot and spent all afternoon yelling at her insurance company and it was kind of funny but not really but kind of.


Today I feel like I want to be a biochemist. I don't know how long this will last, but I have the feeling in the pit of my stomache that maybe being a teacher isn't exactly what I want to be doing. And I'm having total anxiety. I don't fucking know what to do. Maybe I'll try to get into grad school. But fuck, you need a crazy ass GPA for that, and I don't have one, and I don't fucking know what to do. I'm having a 1/4 20's crisis.

Fuck

The Neverending Battle

My name is Stephanie... and it's been almost a week since my last post.

I'm sorry. I haven't had the energy or the time to get onto the computer and post anything worth reading. Not that this is worth reading or anything, but you know how it is.

I've finally figured out what the book is about... Me! Ahh, egomaniac I am. Except it's not me, it's the me that I know I am and the one that I know is inside me and the one that just refuses to show herself. I've started it, and so far so good. Although, that's just my opinion.

Won't be done for a while, I know that now. Things like this take time, you can't rush them. Although, people will have no idea what I'm talking about, because I'm referencing the subject, and I haven't really told it to you. And I won't. Because it's too scary.

Super Stephanie Secret #Too Lazy to Check:
At work I read my Biochemistry notes more because I want people to think I'm smart than for the fact that I should actually review them before I fail biochemistry this fall.

The WonderDog

This doggies name is Snuppy, poor guy. This photo is taken from here.
Apparently the only thing worth doing these days is cloning dogs. Which is sad, I mean, there are already a lot of dogs out there. Seems like we should be cloning something worthwhile, like Chinchillas. Although I know nothing about the currently Chinchilla population.

Please Keep Your Messages for Ling Ling Positive

Man oh man, I have not felt like blogging lately. Somehow it seems a little to depressing. Meaning that nothing is going on with me and it's sad to record that down. In any case, I am blogging now mainly because I don't want to go to bed even though I have to get up at 5am.

What a pickle.

It's Always What I Wanted...

I got my blue Loser Anthems signed at the concert, I'm really happy with it. He spelled my name right and them I bumped my head into his.

Today was really boring. I only left the house to go and buy some alcohol. Probably that's a bad sign. I don't care. The alcohol was for my Baba.

She came over so we could celebrate my Mom's birthday, which is actually tomorrow. Anyway, she went to Heritage Day's a few days ago and brought us all presents. My brother got a crazy dragon necklace, I'm not sure why. My mom got this earring and necklace set, Baba says she got it from gypsies. I got a relatively normal necklace, and my dad got a keychain of wooden Dutch shoes, which I immediately stole. Her heart was in the right place.

My back is really itchy from the sunburn I got on the camping trip. I keep sticking things in my shirt, like scissors or a nail file so that I can reach and scratch it. People at work look at me weird and I freak out and yell that my back it itchy so screw off.

I'm actually going to talk to the super hot armored car guy on Wednesday. Nearly everyone at work is trying to set me up with someone. It's actually more annoying than flattering. It's only flattering in the sense that the people trying to set me up think I'm OK looking enough to set me up with someone they know.

In the Wilderness

Tonight I danced around my room for a long time. I think that's the way to go. I'll call it that rock star diet. Eat food, good food, gourmet food and although tempting, no drugs. Then spend a few hours dancing around your room pretending you're a rock star and then everything will be super awesome and good.

I mean, look at Anthony Keidas (spelling?) he's super skinny beyond belief.

I'll post my secret tomorrow, I'm a little drunk right now and way beyond tired. Although its after midnight, so I guess later today. Hmmmm, I've been up for 20 hours. That's sweet.

EDIT: one of my favorite pastimes is fucking around with the template. I think I really wanna change shit up around here. I need to learn more HTML