So I am at work on a Saturday and it is quite slow, well I only got here 15 minutes ago but I haven't even gotten one call yet. And it is so quiet cuz hardly anyone is in the building. Anywho so I started looking at optical illusions on yahoo and wowser they freak me out kinda. They really blow my mind. I just don't understand how they work and somehow I feel like they could be used for evil, ok haha prolly not but it does really rock my mind how they work.

Did anyone else here that MTV is dropping Snookie (encased in some kind of ball I'm assuming) for New Years Eve? I guess the rest of Jersey Shore is going to be leading the people in Times Square in a fist pumping Snookie dropping countdown. Totally rediculous but awesome.

Antoine Thompson finally admitted he lost! YES!

So today was most likely my last 13 hour day at Rite Aid! It was kinda exciting but mostly kinda sad. As some of you know, I got a job at Independent Health which starts next week contingent on my passing the drug test (should be no prob as I am like the DARE poster child) and a background check (inapporop halloween costumes aren't part of a background check right? haha) . So today after 11 years may very well be my last Monday at Rite Aid. Punching out with Rachelle (we both have been doing all day mondays for a while together was rather sad!) I sorta plan on working one part day a week at RiteAid just to keep my foot in the door and for some extra cash but it really depends on what my schedule at IHA ends up being like if that will be possible. We'll see. I am sure I will write more about this crazy new transition in my life soon, but for now I"m just kinda sad about it but excited at the same time.

So today was most likely my last 13 hour day at Rite Aid! It was kinda exciting but mostly kinda sad. As some of you know, I got a job at Independent Health which starts next week contingent on my passing the drug test (should be no prob as I am like the DARE poster child) and a background check (inapporop halloween costumes aren't part of a background check right? haha) . So today after 11 years may very well be my last Monday at Rite Aid. Punching out with Rachelle (we both have been doing all day mondays for a while together was rather sad!) I sorta plan on working one part day a week at RiteAid just to keep my foot in the door and for some extra cash but it really depends on what my schedule at IHA ends up being like if that will be possible. We'll see. I am sure I will write more about this crazy new transition in my life soon, but for now I"m just kinda sad about it but excited at the same time.

So i finally put together a costume and it is very sparkly if not exactly clear what it is . It may not stay on together too well since it is another costume mainly held together with duct tape!!! Hope everyone is at the party tonight cuz this is halloween....

The party is tomorrow and I still have no idea what to be, i was going through a box of old costumes and these things i feel could all be useful but not sure how yet....

1. chicken head (like i put it on my had and look like a chicken)
2. a cymbal playing monkeys hat
3. a cape
4. a brown robe
5. cheerleading arm band
6. sparkly red material
7. a stuffed parrot
8. a unicorn's tail and hooves
9. a red vest
10. rabbit ears
11. peter pans hat
12. a strand of sequins
and 13. rabbit ears

i may use all or none of the above , we'll all se tomorow night

And they were right on... i love it...

So as many of you know I have a like memory keeping problem. LIke not that I forget thing but that I cannot get rid of anything because it all has memories to me. In particular pictures. I have always had a hard time throwing out pictures, even like before digital when there were bad ones that didn't come out and were basiclaly all just black, I still kept them.

ANywho , the problem really comes to a head when it comes to other people's pictures. I don't think pictures should be thrown out and so I have collected other people's (ok my friends, not just complete strangers mostly) photos over the years that they no longer wanted. Also senior year of highschool I made a video slideshow for my friends and so at the time got many copies of all their photos. This leads to me having a massive amount of photos. I am currently in the process of trying to organize them into albums and what not and then I want to print out photos that i have on the computer from the last few years and make albums for those.

I still havne't even really gotten to the problem but here is part of it. Collecting all these photos over the years and now have literally prolly hudnreds of photos of events I wasn't at or people I don't know. I have like 200 pictures of (e:beast) and her date Mike Maloney from junior and senior prom cuz like i took some and then i have all of teres's and other peoples. Then i also have a buttload of pictures from (e:mk)'s college years and like her ex boyfriends formal dances. I also have Diana's scrapbook that she made about the football player she was stalking/in love with and possibly 1,000 pics of Cara O'COnnor who was somoene MK was friends with in elementary school> I started this addiction/collection long ago when I got an album of photos from my friend Andrea from like her softball team and sleepovers where I knew some of the people bu tthey weren't mostly things I was at but I just couldn't handle her throwing it out.

So in trying to organize it, I am finally really starting to part with some of it. It really got oeverwhelming. Family dinners with families I don't know...gone. Vacations I didn't go on...mostly gone. Ex Boyfriends of my friends...mostly gone. Ok not mostly I still kept a lot of crap, but for instance if I had 25 pictures of Teres and some guy she went on one date with, i narrowed it down to 2 or 3. THough I did keep the whole scrapbook diana cuz really that is something that needs to be taken as a whole. I tried to organize all the photos in time order in an album but highschool was ten years ago and not even knowing what some of the events were made it extra hard so I just threw them all in a book, with the exception of a separate book for senior year that is super organzied and decorated and proly up there with one of the gayest things i've ever done..and that is quite a list!

Anywho, the point is, if you are getting rid of photos , just give them to me instead....WAIT NO THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT I MEANT THROW THEM OUT I DON"T NEED MORE RANDOM PHOTOS (but p.s secretly i want more rnadom photos! NO I DON"T) but i suppose if you just like dropped them off at my door I would have to take them right?

(e:libertad) gave me The Haunting of Hill House by SHirley Jackson for my b-day and i really like it. He got it for me because I loved the Lottery from her. Anywho this passage in it really was great to me, i really love it, and made me think this is exactly how i feel. This is exactly why I will always use a small fork, sure I can use a big fork but i will always choose a small fork no matter what people say about it....
Here is the passage (some background Eleanor is a 30 year old woman on her way to Hill House after spending the last 11 years taking care of her mother and sister)

and the little girl's mother said calmly, "she wants her cup of stars"
Eleanor looked up, surprised; the little girl was sliding back in her chair, sullenly refusing her milk, while her father frowned and her brother giggled and her mother said calmly "she wants her cup of starts"
Indeed yes, Elanor thought; indeed, so do I; a cup of stars of course.
"her little cup" the mother was explaining, smiling apologetically at the waitress, who was thunderstruck at the thought that the mill's good country milk was not rich enough for the little girl, "it has stars in the bottom and she always drinks her milk from it at home. She call it her cup of starts because she can see the stars while she drinks her milk" The waitress nodded, unconvinced, and the mother told the little girl, "you'll have your milk from your cup of starts tonight when we get home. But just for now, just to be a very good little girl, will you take a little milk from this glass?"
Don't do it, Eleanor told the little girl; insist on our cup of stars; once they have trapped yo into being like everyone else you will never see your cup of stars again; don't do it; and the little girl glance at her, and smiled a little subtle, dimpling , wholly comprehending smile, and shook her head stubbornly at the glass. Brave girl , Eleanor thought; wise, brave girl

I love it!