I'm usually not this serious, especially before my second or third cup o' coffee...but this is an issue! As most people around me know, I have gone back to work at a low paying retail job...I was hired as a 'part time sales associate' and I have been pimping ever since to get full time hours. Yesterday my boss calls me into the office and says I have been changed to a full time associate, eligible for health care benefits. At first, I was thrilled. I have not had health care in over three years! When I took the packet home to read, I realized that I could not afford it! If your paycheck was $186 USD and the cost of health care weekly is $60 USD then what the fuck? I can't afford this shit, I'm broke! Which leads me to my point, I swear I have one...I watched Obama's speech Wed. night and I could not believe there are still idiots that are afraid of so-called socialism and reforms to the health care system! People, this country NEEDS help in this area...a lot of my friends have NO health insurance...and these are people that are closer to 40 than 30 these days!(pant*pant)
Moving on...do you ever feel that you should hide your fave foods because your kids find them and eat it all? I am having my coffee with NO Fruity Pebbles because those sneaky piggies ATE all my damn cereal then trotted off to school, happy as you please...
Also, its fucking cold. I know that people in places like Sweden or Finland are laughing at my wimpy statement, but I just want to be warm again...to wear flip-flops or soak my toes in some sand...that would be 'mythical sand' because I live in a town squished between two mountain ranges, hours away from the coast!
Lastly, I am pretty sure I need glasses. My eyes seem to be strained and blurry most of the time...I hope that I can get an eye exam and at least look smart on a daily basis!
Okay friends...this was a little preachy, but it needed to be said!
Drink one for me, I have to go to work!
I am going to try and stop the bitching. I swear, I am an upbeat girl! Now for the new year, here are some random thoughts: I read a lot of decorating magazines, I love to look at the books on peoples bookshelves in the photo shoots to see If I know them or have read them.
I compulsively open cans of diet cherry dr.pepper and leave them half-drunk around my house.
I have noticed that when I am stressed or seriously unhappy, I re-read a book I've read a billion times...its like my brains 'reset' button. Some of the books are: Lost Souls by Poppy Z. Brite, The Secret History by Donna Tarte, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows by J.K.Rowling and Belinda by Anne Rice (writing as Anne Rampling) any Stephen King is good, too.
None of these books are Shakespeare, but they seam to strike a chord with my soul. I also play a ridiculous amount of video games on my DS...the world could be crumbling around me! I love the tax season. Since we are broke, working-class tax payers, we get a good tax return. To me, its better than Christmas, here are some rough plans: first pay off all debt. This will be easy because we owe very few people...next, in the spirit of capitalism, I will give the money back by spending some on much needed stuff. Daddy can go to the dentist. I can go load up on my fave M.A.C. cosmetics, I also need a new pair of Vans...a big birthday bash for the old man...40 this year...Thinking about a trip to IKEA (yay Sweden, I love you and your meatballs!)
Last, I love my Flag Counter, it tells me what countries have clicked on my blog...guys, be cool and leave a comment, you can call me a shallow, self-centered bitch if you like. Its probably closer to the truth than you think!
Drink a shot for me...
GAAAAH! That is my soul dying. Also, my pride long, long gone! For the past few months I have been working in a position that I am woefully over-qualified for and horribly paid. Like a lot of Americans, we had some job upsets in the family and I had to leave the comfort of my 'stay at home mom' status behind. Probably for good...It shocks me how much these ingrate morons expect for so little money, I was instilled with a strong work ethic from my parents, I am physically incapable of doing a half-assed job or my father would come whoop my booty from beyond the grave...but these other poor slobs are not so lucky. Most of the folks in this town are poor and with out much education past high school. They are doing the best they are ever going to do here. This leads me back to the 'what the hell am I doing with such a shitty job' story. I guess I just get tired of the 'smile and nod' or the ever-faithful 'pretend I'm one of them' Meh, That's exhausting. Also, it reminds me of several exes who told me I was an elitist snob. It's not my fault everyone is stupid but me...just kidding. The worst is the lack of sex on a regular basis, accompanied by random guys always hitting on me at work...its gotten so bad. I'm so pent up that a strange cretin could breathe on me and I would explode! Tonight, after my day at work, that a trained monkey could do, I will drink the special Jameson, and make my own happiness (play with my self 'til I get off)
