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this calendar is killing me

Check out today’s little nugget of wisdom from the world’s greatest inspirational calendar.

We women have been called parasites, frivolous, empty-headed, and evil.

We may not have developed our insecurities all by ourselves.

Oh, I’m sorry! Did I say nugget of wisdom? I meant turd of doom.

First of all, that isn’t even a quote. I could write this calendar. “Women are bitches. Why do women think they are bitches?” You just say something inflammatory and then make a mindless statement afterward.

I was

Damn my no-talking-about-people-on-my-blog policy!

There is this person. I hate this person. My hatred is starting to get a little unhealthy. I am really trying to be zen about it but I swallow and ignore so much to try to keep peace that when I do let myself get annoyed, I totally go overboard and get obsessed. Like now where I cannot think about anything else other than telling off and face punching. Ugh.

I really have a lot of stuff I want to rant about related to he/she and there is only one person I can really vent about said person to (asi

My page a day calendar has an attitude problem

Back in January, I had a $20 no strings attached credit at Kohl’s and didn’t need anything at the time so I bought a shirt and a copy of the Cute Overload calendar for my desk. Both shirt and Cute Overload calendar have served me well so far and I have no complaints.

However, the calendar came with a promotion that allowed me to get a second page-a-day calendar for free via my email. Heck, I said to myself, I enjoy free things so I should sign up.

The selection of the free calendars were pretty

swine flu

I don’t want to be freaking out about swine flu. It doesn’t seem productive. But, at the same time, you know its going to be something like this that wipes out the human race because we were all cavalier about it. As I sagely said to my brother on this topic, “I would rather be over-paranoid for no reason than dead” which I think is a sound philosophy. No, I am not wearing a face mask and running around like a maniac. I am living my life exactly the same as I always do. It is more of a freaking

slightly less awesome than previously reported

The next chapter for editing was in 3 parts, several versions of each part and I puzzled over them for a while before realizing that I had already edited these chapters and that they were on my computer. Having already lost precious editing time to stupidity, instead I opened another writing project I hadn’t planned on working on tonight and got a good chunk of that done so while I didn’t do exactly what I said I was going to do, I at least got a little bit done so I am calling it a win and goin

an motivational poster I have clearly overthought

At my gym, they have a large number of motivational posters on the walls. These are usually just general reaching your goal type posters and they also rotate them every few months/weeks (I am unclear on the system) so you aren’t staring at the same ones all the time.

There was one poster, however, that very specifically dealt with weight loss. It said something to the effect of (mind you, this poster hasn’t been up in like a year so I am totally making this up so it will be terrible): “You could

excellent quotes from this evening

Trying to say “They don’t breathe oxygen,” instead I said:
“They don’t smoke English.” -Hillary

Playing Mario Kart:
Steve: He’s a corner cutting rat bastard.
Sam: Did Steve just call me a corn stuffing rat basthead? Is that something I would understand if I read more books?

“I ate so much, rotisserie chicken skin was actually oozing out my pores.” -Sam

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The ultimate Mom-ism

So if you read this blog regularly, you know that my Mom comes out with some of the most ridiculous things. Well, this past weekend, she came out with what might be her finest work yet.

She and my dad had been visiting my grandmother (who is unwell) and I called to see how things were. Mom was in the middle of watching a TV show that had only a few minutes left so she asked if she could call me back in a few minutes and I said, sure, I was just calling to see how Grandma was. So mom says:

“All I’m

Doesn’t work well with others

Sorry, another rant.

The last few months, I have been in this pattern of hurry up and wait. I am trying to do work (in both my jobs) where I need to depend on someone else to get me something and I make sure every part of the job that is under my control is done quickly and done well and then have to sit around and wait for the other people’s part. So projects that have my name on them are being delayed, it’s out of my control and that bothers me. I am really freakin’ frustrated.

You know how th

There’s always gonna be another mountain, I’m always gonna wanna make it move

My husband cannot stand this song. Mind you, this is the same guy who hated I Hope You Dance and, as a general rule of thumb, cannot stand any song not sung by a man which I find to be really weird. (Hejust does not like female singers. Ever. I mean, I like songs sung by men and I’m not a man. Isn’t that kinda weird?) That said, I love teeny bopper pop and Miley Cyrus in specific and I don’t even really care for this song’s melody or Miley’s singing that much. But I do like the lyrics.

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