Telephone Conversations

So I'm pretty happy right now because I just got off the phone with my girl, Kiwi. Yes, her name is Kiwi and if you know her, well you're just that much cooler.

Anyway, I love it when you can not talk to a person for a while and then have a completly random conversation and have those moments of silence and be SO comfortable with them. I was reading something on the internet and she was doing something for a breif moment, honestly it was about 3 seconds, and I realized we were listening to each other breathe- which might be weird- but it was comfortable. We used to be able to sit in the same room for hours, or out on the porch smoking and not say a word.... and sometimes, just like in How I Met Your Mother we can have those Lily and Marshall moments where we can have a whole conversation with our eyes.

Its nice to have a friend where you can enjoy their company without having to make that pesky conversation.

I don't like talking much. Unless I'm ranting, and then I can seem to go on forever.
Bryan can tell you that.

........ .... ... ...... procrastination.

Looking down at the daily sales, seeing how not even a strong inositol sale with save our horrible day, the beep from the front door drags my eyes to the soft baby blues staring back at me. I immediatly smile and struggle to ask if there is anything I can do for the new comer. After a smile back and a polite nod no, he quickly walks to the back end of the store. I drop my head back down to the paper with the numbers.. those taunting numbers that seem to say: "You'll never achieve me." Just like everything else in this world.

Everyone has their woe story, tough times that make them a better person. Sometimes, I'll let people into my little woe story of my own. But since I have no idea on how to end it on a good note, I never feel the person is really listening to me. All they hear is; "wah, wah... haha, wah, and oh yea, WAHHH!!!" But it's getting to the point that I feel like NO one understands me, and the people that did or have known me well don't understand whats going on now. So I'm writing a story....

and it is coming. Just not yet.
I think I might procrastinate just a bit longer.

Because you don't want to read about that anyway.

Drugs and their Perscribers

Living in America is a wonderful thing...


I had a customer come in and tell me a wonderfully amazing story of how she met a man in Africa who gave a tribe a supplement to help keep them healthy, while all the other surrounding tribes fell sadly to AIDS over the course of months, his tribe was alive and well, for the next five years. What was this wonderful supplement?

I had the same customer tell me that when she asked her doctor of this wonderful supplement, he said that yes, he and his wife both take it. When she asked why she was never told of this "miracle" drug, he responded with; "I am not allowed to."

Being as that doctors are backed by the pharmaceutical companies, and let's face it, that's where the money comes from, why would doctors tell people about natural remedies for things that can help their condition? People would never come back to their doctors for things such silly things.

Yes the Internet as made it possible for people to do all their own research on things, but we all know that the Internet can and is all bullshit for the most part, but would you rather spend $15.99 on a supplement that has been used for thousands of years by the Chinese or south Americans where they get their foods from all natural sources, or do you want something that comes from out of a lab that can cost thousands of dollars (given, worst case scenario).

I once heard my friend say, dude... I'll never touch crack because that shit is man-made... I'll only do the shit that comes from the earth.... well this is the same theory, I guess.


P.S. The supplement is %^&*%^&$. Hey, I don't want to lose my job.

update

they broke up.

like almost immediatly after that blog.


i rule.



& i like her new boyfriend so much more. hah.

Get a Few Drinks in Ya....

Stephanie's mission is to build up my alcohol tolerance before my 21st birthday in T-MINUS 12 DAYS!

The other night I had two beers and felt a little tipsy. Tonight I haven't even had a beer and I've already loosened my collar enough to make a fool out of myself in front of her (boyfriend???) who lives like 5000 miles away...

not really. more like 400 but who's counting?

Boys need to get something through their thick skulls: when you are dating a girl... long distance relationship, and you get a chance to talk to her new best friend on the phone, you don't say nothing, listening to her talk and pretend to be zoning out the entire time. Saying things like...

uhh... okay and K
and things like WOW you use big words, like ones that I can't even pronounce

DOES NOT MAKE YOU LOOK GOOD....

& also,
don't be bitchy to your girlfriend....

I can pass judgements on your ass and then... hello guess who gets DUMPED... like Yesterday's Dog crap!?

-who keeps their dog crap for 24 hours anyway?

I'm not saying I have any power over who she dates, I'm just saying, I'm the one that has to talk to her about you and her relationship with you, so you better be smooth as a baby's fucking bottom, because the more I like you, the better advice I might be able to give on your long distance relationship bullshit....


JUST A THOUGHT.

3:00AM - Sudden Rush of Pain.

There I was, nestled in my bed with thoughts of tomorrow nowhere near my conscienceness, probably drooling and snoring, when I am awaken with a horrible crashing feeling that something just stabbed me in the uterus. Holy Crap! What the hell was that?

As the top half of my body shot up like a rocket, my eyes probably welling with tears from the sudden pain, I look at what sits at the bottom of my belly, and see nothing, but Thor.

Thor, the cat
jumped
from the bookcase
onto me
in the most private of areas
to make me cry
why would my loving feline friend do such a thing?


that hurt charlie. that really hurt.

New Place

As some of you may know, I have recently moved to a new place with two of my best friends. Here are some new exciting developments that have come into play:

1. As it turns out, boys are more afraid of mice than girls. [@ least in this household.]
2. Unfortunately, girls are more afraid of spiders. [damn, that's 1:1]
3. Never hit the second switch... you never know what it might turn off.
4. Gravity does not always work in our favor. Point: Just because the toilet is upstairs does not mean the poo goes down. [& honestly, does gravity ever work in our favor?]
5. Cardboard boxes hide the mess better than taking the crap out of the box.
6. Garbage tends to pile up when you realize that you have to pay for someone to pick it up for you.
7. Our priorities are in check. Internet was installed first before we bought our first gallon of milk.
8. Cats are hard to find when you are trying to keep them a secret from the landlord.
9. When the ad says "W/D Hookup" and then the place actually comes with a washer and dryer- there is a reason why the previous owners left them here.
10. Bringing cats from a completely carpeted apartment to a completely wood-floored house is hilarious to watch [apparently for hours].
11. When someone moves out who already had a TV, make them take it, or else you wind up with too many damn TVs.
12. Never take the bedroom that's next to the kitchen. (One night my room smells like popcorn, the next: hot dogs. Tonight: Spaghetti, Sauce and Italian Bread.)
13. Backyards are only nice when you have something to put on them.... besides a lawn mower.