Sunday, October 05, 2003

October 2003

Tuesday October 21, 2003

There are a few things I just don't understand at all. One of them is the guy mentality. So many males are offended when I automatically assume they're telling me I'm hot because they want something. But really, how many times have I been wrong about that? Not many...The second I get ticked off about them always asking to see my boobs or incesessantly asking if I will come to their house or can they come to my house I kind of insinuate that I'm denying them. Then they suddenly go from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde and call me nasty names. Yeah, insulting me is really going to make me change my mind and say, "oh yes, please invade my privacy, come into my home, and fuck my like I've never been fucked before." Puh-leeeeeze.
The whole insult thing is a completely different subject. In the last 24 hours I've been called a bitch (although that's normal), a cunt (not so common), self-absorbed (I know I'm great) and MY personal favorite, and I quote, "chubby redheaded whore." Well at least he didn't tell me I was fat...
Come on guys. It gets really old.
Yes the hair is natural, no I'm not going to tell you if the "carpet matches the curtains," yes, I'm aware that apparently 99% of the male population finds redheaded irresistable and those same 99% appear to think that redheads are good in bed, I'm not going to discuss oral sex or my favorite positions with complete strangers, I'm not going to show you my boobs or any other part of my body, yes I have a cam but it's no on, I'm not going to turn it on, and I don't want to see your dick on You webcam, I don't answer the "asl" question because it's all on my profile, which you should have been polite enough to look at before you bugged me with the IM window, I don't answer "what do you do for fun" because it's boring, inoriginal, the asker usually doesn't even care, and my life is never fun, so I don't do anything fun anyway, Yes, I'm a loser but I don't care, I'm not interested in how long you are or how wide it is, the pickle jokes are getting old and so are the "I'm white, but I look like a black man from the waist down" things, no, I won't come to Green Bay or Milwaukee of whereever it is you want me to come, of course I'm incredibly insulted if you offer me money, I don't travel, no guy is worth it, who cares if your roommate is lonely and going to be all alone if you leave, I'm sure they'll be able to take care of themselves, who cares if your house is messy, it always has been.
All in all, men are just pissing me off. The whole lot of them are undependable and moronic. I'd like to say I'm swearing off men, but that's not realistic. At times like this, I'd just like to round them all up and slaughter them.

Saturday October 17, 2003

Some people really just need to calm down. Over these past two days, I had a lot of moments where I've just wanted to either 1) Jump off a cliff, 2) Kill someone in a really painful way, or 3) do #2 and then #1. It's been a very long week and, so far, a very long weekend. At work today I got so pissed off three times that I actually had to go into the employee lounge and calm down. That isn't a good thing. Christmas season has barely started. It's going to be a long 2 months.
I wonder what the hell some people are thinking sometimes. The things they do make no sense. I admit, at times I ask myself "what the hell were you thinking?" but most of the time I can conjure up some logical reason for my retardedness. For some though, there's just no explanation. Last night was not one of the better nights in my life. Kind of emotionally harsh. I really could have done without some of the events that took place, but I drank over half a bottle of vodka so I figure I might have killed some of the brain cells that might have retained that stuff. lol. Really though. Some people need to take a chill pill. Others need to take an anti-retard pill (otherwise known as a "get a fucking clue" pill.) I won't even go into the issues I have with chatrooms right now.
Although I am generally disgusted with the male gender, I also have found someone I could probably see a little more of. Not gonna go and get the hopes up yet though. Kinda unpredictable thus far. Unfortunately, there are quite a few guys I could really do without. Too many. And even MORE unfortunately, I just can't seem to get rid of some of them. Grrrr. I can be mean and insulting and bitchy and they still hang all over me like the pathetic losers they are. Argh. Why do those kind of guys seem to be drawn to me? Losers and old men. Ugh. I'm cursed.

Thursday October 15, 2003


Thursday October 9, 2003

We all need a day off every once in a while. In my life, which seems to go at break-neck speeds, a day off doesn't happen very often. Therefore, I make my own days off. I figure it's better to miss one day every once in a while then to go, go, go and make myself sick and miss more days than I should. So yesterday, after developing quite a migraine at work on Tuesday evening, I decided to take an unofficial day off. I slept until noon. Took a shower. Then somehow fell asleep again. Nice...Didn't get anything done, and therefore I don't plan to be sleeping much tonight. Oh well. It happens.
Just a note here: it was about 75 degrees out yesterday. This after 3 or 4 days of freezing (literally) cold. Sigh. Wisconsin sucks.
I should be getting some vacation from K-mart soon. 40 hours of it before November 26th. Fun, fun. Maybe I'll have a weekend off or something. LoL. Yeah, sure. I can dream though. Speaking of dreaming, I would really like to go home and take a nap. I don't think I should do that though. I have way too much homework to get done for tomorrow. Ugh. Ugh. Ugh.

Wednesday October 1, 2003

Yeah. October. This just means that Christmas trees have been up at work for 2 weeks and I have to scrape ice off my windshield in the morning. Yuck. It's supposed to be "10 to 15 degrees below normal" for the next week or so. I love winter. Especially winter in Wisconsin. So pleasant. I'm getting a cold too. I'm all stuffed up and my throat is not too happy. Doesn't help much working at K-mart where apparently unhealthily dry air is en vogue. Seriously. Your lips and skin are completely dried out the second you walk in the door. Having a cold in these conditions is great fun. Constant cough drop consumption is required. Then you get yelled at for "eating on the sales floor." Stupid managers can bite me, dammit. It's either suck on Halls the entire time or die of a sore throat.
I have my first wave of exams in this next week. There's more fun in my life. I'm really not liking my classes, but what can you do? I registered for the spring semester on Monday. Classes I'm taking are posted in the "Classes" section towards the bottom. I had to move some things around from my original plan but I still have all my classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This is especially awesome because this means I'll be able to work full days out at Presto on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and therefore I'll only have to work weekends at K-Mart. That will be excellent. I'll actually be working fewer (42.5) hours, but earning more money. That's how it should work. :-)
Just a wayward comment...with little or no explaination: I find it amazing that I can have older men (I'm talking 40's) dote over me and invite me to their apartment and ask if they can kiss me, yet I can't get guys my own age to give me the time of day. What's up with that? And yeah, the older guys ASK first dumbasses...
That is all.