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Being married or single is a choice we all have to make.

It’s not a great choice…it’s sort of like when the doctor
says, “Ointment or suppositories?”


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Well, let’s see, where to begin?  I’m in a better mood today. I guess I’ve resigned myself to the need to work overtime just to eat. You’ve got to do what you’ve got to do, right? On the good side, now that word is out that I’m available to work extra hours in other stores, I’m getting a lot of offers to work overtime. I suppose I should be gratified by that. Just to prove I’m insane, on Friday I’ll be working a total of thirteen hours; sic in the Middlesex store in the morning and then seven more that night in the Bedminster store. That will give me a total of seventeen hours of overtime this week. Whoo hoo! Who needs a life anyhow?

Still, if I work that much overtime this week, that means I should be able to afford to take the days off I wanted to next week…… At least, as long as I work more overtime the week after that.

In other news, I did have a talk with my manager explaining my financial situation and she’s going to try to push through a raise for me. Not much of one, probably, but still, it’s something and I appreciate her doing it. So yeah, I’ll get through this. All I have to do is work too much and keep my attitude positive.

Simple, right?

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Yeah, this is going to be a whiny/ bitchy sort of post so you might just want to move on.

So yesterday, instead of having a relaxing and well earned day off, I worked in our Middlesex store because I need the extra hours. I’ll be there again on Friday morning at the far too early time of six am as well. The Middlesex store is desperate for people so I should be able to work there regularly to get the overtime I need just to pay my freakin’ bills and eat regularly. Speaking of eating, I had been trying to have a good salad for dinner/lunch as part of my drive for healthy living, but fresh produce is just far too expensive, so I’m going to have to go with whatever frozen dinner happens to be on special at the grocery store instead. It’s either that or go back to Hamburger Helper that I “stretch” by adding a box of pasta to so it lasts me a week.

Ah yes, I’m so glad that I’ve been working hard at making good choices and doing the right thing for the past few years. All that effort is really paying off now, boy. All it took was putting myself back through school, getting excellent grades, then working my ass off at Cartridge World to end up on the bottom rung of the convenience store ladder making a whole fifty cents more per hour than I was while working part time at the porn store six years ago….. But hey, at least I’m not bitter.

Just to add to the whole grumpy “my life sucks” vibe, I got an e-mail from my mother wanting to ‘touch base’ because we haven’t talked in a while. It seems the whole financial crisis has really put a big hit on her stock portfolio, but at least she has enough cash on hand so she really doesn’t have to touch her stocks for the next three years. Gee Mom, glad things are working out for you. Now, excuse me while I go work some overtime so I can afford to eat this week.

Each week ten words are posted to which you can respond to with the first thing that comes to mind. “Rules are, there are no rules.” There are no right or wrong answers. Don’t limit yourself to one word responses; just say everything that pops into your head.

I say … and you think … ?

  1. Contemplate ::The night sky
  2. In the house ::There is a mouse
  3. Classical ::Music
  4. Quest ::For the Holy Grail
  5. Best friend ::Always Listens
  6. 1991 ::Yet another year
  7. Never will ::Give up
  8. Fool ::Me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, Shame on me
  9. Unhappy ::Make Some Changes
  10. Best man ::For the Job

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…… On yet another Saturday. Sometimes the weeks just fly by. This has been my first week finally off of night shift and it’s been pretty good so far. I enjoy having more interaction with the people I work with and being busier with customers as opposed to doing prep work or cleaning the store. Plus, there’s now the opportunity to actually learn something new instead of doing the same things over and over…. and over and over and over 😛

We had a crew meeting on Tuesday, which was my day off. I had a bad case of “don’t wanna” and almost didn’t go, but the grown up, responsible voice in my head won out. We get paid for the time spent at meetings, so I can’t complain too much. It’s just that every crew meeting we’ve had has been scheduled on one of my days off. Anyway, I went in and one of the comments my manager made is that I was “famous for my friendliness” with the customers. Apparently, more than one customer has come back and said something about how nice and friendly I am, which was both suprising and gratifying. I do try to be pleasant and have a little banter with the people who come into our store, so it’s nice to know that the effort is appreciated.

So, work is going well. I’m really hoping that will translate to a promotion and more money fairly soon because financially, I’m totally screwed. With what I’m making right now, after paying bills, making loan payments, and putting gas in my car, I’m averaging having all of thirty five to forty dollars a week to spend on things like food and other necessities. I’ve been using my credit card to cover what I can’t afford, but that can’t continue for long. I’ve now been at the new job for four months, so the good news is I’m eligible for benefits starting November first. The bad news is that those benifits are going to cost me twenty six dollars a week. That’s twenty six dollars I simply can’t afford. So, I need to come up with a way to make more money. I can probably work extra hours at another store, which will mean a six or seven day work week. Not a fun option. I’ve also heard that there’s an assistant manager position open at one o the other stores which is a job I know I can do and would mean a lot more money, but also means leaving the people I work with now and working under a new manager. I need to have a talk with my manager and ask her opinion on whether I should pursue that or not. She knows a lot more about the situation than I do.

So, this is my life at the moment. Pretty much work focused, but also still working out regularly. I’ll bore y’all with workout details later.

A young couple get married.  As the husband is an avid
golfer, the wife decides to take up golf so she can spend
more time with him.

Knowing nothing about it, she goes to the pro for lessons.
The pro was busy and advised her to get a bucket of balls
and practice until he was through with his present client.
“But I don’t even know how to hold the clubs”  The pro says,
“Just hold it like you would your husband’s penis.”

Some time later, the pro approaches the driving range to
see the woman driving the ball a fair distance.  He says,
“Not bad, but lets take the club out of your mouth.”

My amazing niece wrote this for her expository writing class. I’m posting it here because, honestly, she makes me feel special. Of all the things I’ve done in my life, it’s nice to know I got one thing right:

I am amazing at limbo. You would not think this by looking at me since I am chunkier than most, but I am. People usually wonder why I am so good at this random game and I tell them it is because of my uncle. He has been training me for the sport ever since I was little because that’s just how he is. He would always tell me that, by using limbo, I would defeat the alien overlords when they came to earth. The head alien would attempt to verse me in a limboing duel, thinking he was superior to me. I would easily defeat him, though, and win the Earth back. Due to my skill, I would save the world. Of course, he trained me for this by constantly trying to poke my nose, which is really annoying when you’re trying to play videogames. So I would have to bend backwards to avoid his finger. My uncle makes the little things I can do seem like things that will eventually save the planet. Simply put, he makes me feel special.

My uncle is more like an over protective big brother or a father than an uncle. He cares too much about me to just be an uncle and he been there for me more than most distant relatives. It helps that we have a lot of things in common, mainly because I have always wanted to be like him. If he liked something, I would want to check it out. He is the reason I want to be an artist. He is the reason why I know way too much about Buffy the Vampire Slayer. He is the reason I know how to kick box. He is also one of the few reasons I survived through middle school and living with an alcoholic mother.

When I moved out of my mother’s house in the seventh grade, he was the first one I turned to. I immediately called him to have him get me out of there, and he did it. He had always told me that if I need his help, he would be there. At this time a lot of people had turned their backs on me, even if they said they were there. I had started to give up hope; he was the one who turned me back to the light. He saved me from Hell, gave me a place to live for eight months, and kept my mind occupied so I wouldn’t have to constantly think about my mother and the abuse I dealt with in her house. There is no doubt that he saved me, and I thank him so much for that.

I used to have terrible stage fright, horrified to talk in front of people. He helped me get over this using something you may not expect: Dungeons and Dragons. This forced me to come out of my shell and speak to other people, mostly coming up with everything off the top of my head. Having to do that every other Friday night made saying a rehearsed speech in front of a class seem like nothing.

He shaped me into what I am today. He taught me that being weird is a good thing and I should embrace my unconventional side; whether it was with stories about aliens or us bonding over a bag of D&D dice and some character sheets. He made me different from other kids, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Each week ten words are posted to which you can respond to with the first thing that comes to mind. “Rules are, there are no rules.” There are no right or wrong answers. Don’t limit yourself to one word responses; just say everything that pops into your head.

I say … and you think … ?

  1. Magical ::Mushrooms
  2. Shrimp ::Delicious
  3. Project Runway ::???
  4. Economy ::Tanking
  5. Porch ::Swing
  6. State of affairs ::Lying Politicians
  7. .com ::Bubble burst
  8. Fifty cents ::Half a buck
  9. Ripping ::Paper
  10. Bull ::Rush

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A young boy was looking through the family album and asked
his mother: “Who’s this guy on the beach with you with all
the muscles and curly hair?”

“That’s your father.”

“Then who’s that old bald-headed fat man who lives with us

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