Holy crapage, I start grad school tomorrow. Eeeep!

Cons:
No one knows/cares who we are
We have to watch the same play night after night for over a month
I have the sound track from South Pacific on repeat in my head
Splinters
Having to spend all night in the dark
SHHH!

Pros:
Who needs the gym?
Black is very slimming
An up close view of a certain DAMN SEXY actor that walks around either shirtless or unbuttoned all night
Lots of page breaks to stare and fantasize about a certain DAMN SEXY actor under the guise of watching for my cue

Must remember- NO LICKING the actor while he's on stage...no one said shift crew was gonna be easy

This has been the week from hell. First off there is a girl at work that is a catty, passive aggressive bitch who is so very much out to get me fired. I find myself fantasizing about doing evil evil things to her. Unfortunately she is the darling of the office, excuse me while I puke.
In all fairness I too have been a bit bitchy this week, part of it is the fact that I am getting back-stabbed at work by little Miss Perfect, and part of it is I am sick. It's always fun when you have to puke in a cup because you are stuck in rush hour traffic when you get sick. I have found that red wine is my new favorite treatment for a stuffed up nose. It may not cure you, or even treat the symptom, but after a couple of glasses you just don't give a damn. 

A while ago one of my neighbors asked if we could cut down our 100 year old blue spruce because his wife did not like looking out the window and seeing it. We basically said fuck off but in a much kinder way. The next week while we were all out he had tree cutter come in and started to strip all the branches from the side of the tree that was visible from their window. Thank God one of us came home early and stopped them before too much damage was done. They have since moved away. 

Now, today I came home from running errands to see another one of my neighbors out cutting something down with a chainsaw. Well we have a very large and hilly yard with lots of plants and trees, so it wasn't until Guinness, my dog, ran down to the lower back barking his head off that I realized that the guy was in MY yard cutting down MY saplings without ever having asked for permission. The SOB didn't even look embarrassed that he got caught.

What is wrong with people! If these same people saw my dog stop to sniff something in their yard while we were on a walk they would be out there shooing us away, going on about keeping my dogs off their property, yet they have not qualms about jumping over a fence and hacking away at the trees growing in my yard without ever voicing any complaints or asking my permission.

What do people have against trees? If you ask me tress and bushes and flowers are a thing of beauty. I do not use fertilizers, pesticides, or herbicides on my lawn. Because of this I have squirrels, birds, rabbits, all the neighbor animals run away to my yard. I have beautiful plants and beautiful grass. Yes we have bugs, but we have lightening bugs, and butterflies, and ladybugs. What is the point of living in a house with a huge yard if you kill off everything that makes it worthwhile. Who cares about a bug free lawn when it means that you never get to see butterflies are fireflies. WHo care about never having to go outside and pull weeds when it means all of your flowers are going to die as well. What has happened to our connection to nature? What has happened to the wonder and joy we used to experience when we went outside and chased lightening bugs around the yard? When was the last time your lawn was free of chemicals?

Yes I walk around outside barefoot, I take a blanket out on warm days and sit under a tree and nap, I stop and take notice off all the flowers that have finally bloomed, I see that the two burning bushes in my front yard have fruit on them, and I do go outside and play in the rain. Call me a tree hugger if you must, but ask yourself why loving nature is such a bad thing.

I am a serious arachnophobe. Over the years I have been able to tone down my fear from hyperventilating to just being paranoid. I have a heightened "spider-sense" if you will. If there is a spider nearby I see it. Knowing this, you will understand why I am so proud of myself right now. THere are two spiders that have been living by my computer, one is a fairly large spider and the other is a very tiny spider. They have been here since May, and I have not tried to shoo them outside or gotten someone to kill them. I do glance over every few minutes to make sure they are not leaving their webs to come towards me, and if I see any movement in my peripheral vision I have a knee jerk reaction of oh-my-god-they-are-coming-for-me.

Friday I got a call from one of my coworkers asking if I ended up with his hair-lamp and if so could I get it back to him sometime this weekend. Well we live about an hour apart and I really didn't want to make the drive, but it turned out that he was coming into town for the night to hang out with some of the other guys from work. Since I had nothing better to do I said I'd stop by and drop it off. I was not actually planning on staying the whole night, but once I got there the alcohol started flowing.

So after I crashed Boys Night at BWW three out of the four of us went over to 7 Monkeys and talked about decapitation and scraping people up off the road. Once all of that fun was over with the guys wanted to go out dancing. They both of course turned to me to ask where we should go. We ended up out at Rednecks (because one of the guys is a recovering Texan). So while Christian fell into a drunken slumber in the backseat of the car, the remaining two of us went dancing at the cowboy bar. After closing the place down, Chris drove us back to our cars. It was around this time that I realized that I lost my phone. So of course I started digging around in the still comatose Christian's pockets. Phone found I dragged my butt home only to be woken an hour later to drive my parents to the airport. 

What I learned this weekend:
1) When you get a call from a co-worker telling you that there is a BWW on 144th and Center and to meet him there with his hair lamp, don't trust him
2) Don't try to call said co-worker back to ask for directions because his phone will be broken
3) When you finally find the BWW on 144th and L, do NOT take the long metal pole that holds the hair light into the bar
4) When one of the guys you"re with accidentally follows you into the girls room because they are too drunk to read the sign they are going to pass out in the backseat on the way to the next bar.
5) When you go out with a former Texan, you will end up two stepping by the end of the night.
6) Do not go out drinking when you have to drive people to the airport at three am the next morning.

So I got paid today, and it was way more than I expected it to be. SInce I have been so good lately I decided to reward myself with a new pair of shoes. It was a toss up between these two.

Grrr, we just had our second power outage in as many weeks. But the storm that caused the latest one was really cool to watch.

Answers for  eroticjames

I was only planning on going out to listen to some music and talk with my friends. I was only going to have one or two beers. Some how though the night got away from me. Looking back it all started to go bad when Carry the owner/bar tender found out I liked Flogging Molly. That was when the free shots started coming and we all (bar owner included) headed out to either find a bar with a pole or a bar to sing in. When all was said and done I had five or six shots (it's a bit fuzzy) four beers, and ended up at a karaoke bar dancing with a short black man that was old enough to be my grandfather, named Big Al while we sang "I Did It My Way".