Don't Come Crying to Me

okay so a couple of things.

first i ignore rules of grammar, spelling, capitalization and punctuation, usually, so don't waste your precious time by pointing these things out. "Why yes, I do realize that blogger has a spell check. I didn't use it because it's friggin boring."

second i do try not to get serious or babble on about deep issues, though occasionally i will.

third if you can pick out the theme to all of my post titles you will maybe get a cookie or a nonsarcastic "way to go skippy" at the very least.

lastly, thanks for coming, who are you and why are you reading this? you must be bored.



Saturday, January 23, 2010

if you leave, i won't cry

you try to find something interesting to say every day and see how that goes.

so i'm already slacking. the bad news is i am out of samples of the nuvigil and am screwed on getting the new script filled until FUTURE SCRIPTS gets off their asses and approves the prior authorization my sleep path called in. yeah i'm talking about you Argus whatcha gonna do about it? as my daughter would so aptly put it, just let me do my work.

speaking of work... tonight was the belated holiday party for my weeknight job at my boss' house. i ate too much i look like i'm 4 months pregnant from all the bloating... okay that's a lie i never looked 4 months pregnant even when i WAS 4 months pregnant twice. the first time i was just round and fat and didn't get that baby bump until i was about to deliver. the second time i looked immediately that same as i did when i was previously 8 months pregnant, approxiamately 3 minutes after i got the positive test result. it sucks being short and genetically built for baby makin. but i do make some cute babies.

the boy wonder is reading whole books to me. now before you get all excited or pissed off i'm being braggy, we're talking easy reader books not dostoyevsky. but still i'm a proud mama.

tomorrow is a magic show for my nephew's 9th birthday party, the magician was the assistant manager at the fast food restaurant i worked at in high school. this should be funny. i wonder if he'll remember me, i never expect it, i am weird with remembering people i went to school or worked with and they will have no clue who i am. AWKWARD.

okay going to try to be a good girl and work on the new shit and that is all
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  1. JinxieJanuary 28, 2010 at 2:08 AM

    Yeah, yer braggin, you know it.

    I didn't show until late in all of my pregnancies. I thought this was a good thing and was all proud. Until I realized that it was because I was ALREADY a chunky monkey.

    Ah well, more to love, right?! ::eyewaggle::

    What YOU are talking about, I have no idea.

    Tell the magician you want fries with that.

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