Hint: Do not be yourself, it offends other people. Especially myself. I offend my two best friends on a daily basis without even a second thought. Sometimes I feel like Lennie from Of Mice and Men when he kills Curly's wife. He just wants to touch, but ends up killing her. Then he doesn't understand what is happening. Another metaphor might be that I am a bull in a china shop (that's for those of you who weren't assigned Of Mice and Men to read in high school) I just charge through, never understanding the damage I am doing.
Why can't I shut up?
So, to anybody who is or will be my friend, I am sorry that I am here to torture you. It might be best if you pick a different person to befriend because I am pretty bad at friendships.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Not Sure...
What to talk about? I know I haven't posted in awhile but I would like to defend myself by saying that I haven't had anything to write about. In fact, I still do not. I live in a wasteland of entertainment and with my new monetary restrictions because I am trying to save money, I cannot go out and actually do anything. Not that there is anything to do here where I live if I had any money to spend.
However, I can't complain because I am restricting my money voluntarily so that LePutois can have a very very happy birthday. He's getting a 65 inch television, a PS3 and Final Fantasy XIII (that is 13 right?). Just these three objects by themselves are worth 18 weeks of pay for me. I could earn some interest in a bank account with that kind of money, but have decided that we want to spend it on a very very expensive television with accessories. Happy Birthday LePutois.
Oh Yes and to Layla because I know that you will love it: YOU COMPLETE ME!
Bye Guys.
However, I can't complain because I am restricting my money voluntarily so that LePutois can have a very very happy birthday. He's getting a 65 inch television, a PS3 and Final Fantasy XIII (that is 13 right?). Just these three objects by themselves are worth 18 weeks of pay for me. I could earn some interest in a bank account with that kind of money, but have decided that we want to spend it on a very very expensive television with accessories. Happy Birthday LePutois.
Oh Yes and to Layla because I know that you will love it: YOU COMPLETE ME!
Bye Guys.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Table Ninja!
We tried a new restaurant today, that is, LePutois and I tried a new restaurant. It was a pizza place that had a buffet, or you could order a pizza. Anyway, it was at this restaurant that I encountered the table ninja! When we went to the pizza place LePutois and I opted for the buffet. Unfortunately, we forgot to bring something to mark our table as occupied so, when I went to get more salad and LePutois went to get more to drink: the table ninja struck. As soon as LePutois turned around from the drink machine he said that there was a guy cleaning our table. What I said was "did he take my drink?" LePutois said yes and that he had only turned away from the table for ten seconds. I started laughing and said "he's a table ninja!" LePutois thought this was funny. The icing on the cake was that I filled out a comment card. We gave them good ratings and in the comments section I said "Other than the table ninja taking my drink, everything was great!"
This table ninja thing made me realize something about myself. First, I am not a funny person in general, but sometimes I come up with stuff that makes them crack up. The real test of if something is funny is if LePutois laughs at it because he has almost no sense of humor. I was proud because he laughed at the table ninja joke. This hasn't happened since I came up with "ass and a half"
Anyway, I thought I would just let you all in on that little tidbit about me. Oh and when you go to a buffet place do not leave your table unguarded for too long. Laters.
This table ninja thing made me realize something about myself. First, I am not a funny person in general, but sometimes I come up with stuff that makes them crack up. The real test of if something is funny is if LePutois laughs at it because he has almost no sense of humor. I was proud because he laughed at the table ninja joke. This hasn't happened since I came up with "ass and a half"
Anyway, I thought I would just let you all in on that little tidbit about me. Oh and when you go to a buffet place do not leave your table unguarded for too long. Laters.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
POKEMON!!
LePutois bought me the new Pokemon game for DS: SoulSilver. The game is just like the other games basically, but with this one you can treat your pokemon like a digipet and you can carry it with you in what they call the Pokewalker. The pokewalker is a pedeometer. On the Pokewalker you pick a path that you want to take and then you just walk, walk, and walk. What do you gain by walking? Watts. I am not sure what I will be able to do with watts other than use them to play the minigames on the pokewalker or unlock new paths to walk.
The minigames on the pokewalker include one where you can battle wild pokemon. You cannot run away from the wild pokemon, so you must stand and fight. But the upside is that you can catch the pokemon and transfer it to your game on the DS. Also, the fighting only offers one move and it is unnamed, but looks suspciously like tackle. Anyway, the battle is evenly matched so far as I know and each pokemon has four hit points (that is what I am going to call them but they are 4 little lines that disappear when you get hit) and whoever hits first basically wins. I am unsure as of yet whether or not types have anything to do with the battle on the pokewalker.
The other minigame is one where you find items. I do not like this game because I can never find the item..
So far, the pokemon does not really get experience, but they do gain a level when you transfer them back to the game. However I may just need to walk more, but with two different walking sessions, I have still gained only one level each time.
I do like the game but probably because it is identical to the other games, but again, that is fine with me. I think that they are just recreating the Gameboy games for the DS, which just means that because I lost my Gameboy a while back, that I can play pokemon again! Yay!
Alright guys, talk to you laters
The minigames on the pokewalker include one where you can battle wild pokemon. You cannot run away from the wild pokemon, so you must stand and fight. But the upside is that you can catch the pokemon and transfer it to your game on the DS. Also, the fighting only offers one move and it is unnamed, but looks suspciously like tackle. Anyway, the battle is evenly matched so far as I know and each pokemon has four hit points (that is what I am going to call them but they are 4 little lines that disappear when you get hit) and whoever hits first basically wins. I am unsure as of yet whether or not types have anything to do with the battle on the pokewalker.
The other minigame is one where you find items. I do not like this game because I can never find the item..
So far, the pokemon does not really get experience, but they do gain a level when you transfer them back to the game. However I may just need to walk more, but with two different walking sessions, I have still gained only one level each time.
I do like the game but probably because it is identical to the other games, but again, that is fine with me. I think that they are just recreating the Gameboy games for the DS, which just means that because I lost my Gameboy a while back, that I can play pokemon again! Yay!
Alright guys, talk to you laters
Thursday, March 18, 2010
I know..I know, But I have been busy
So, I do not want to hear anything about me not posting for awhile because nobody reads this blog regulary except for Layla. Anyway, I have been busy.As I have said in my last post, but I just started my first full time job this past month, so when I get home now I fall almost directly asleep. Today is the first day I haven't felt completely exhausted after work. I have been trying to stay up until at least 10pm so that I will not wake up at 2 am and then be tired all day. Also, I have started a class that's actually in a classroom at night 5:30pm to 7:45pm every wednesday, so I have been busy.
Anyway, I don't know if I have anything to rant or ramble about today. My work is going well, but I don't think that the girls there like me yet. I keep messing things up, but I think I am getting better at the processes at my bank. There are many crazy customers of course... and many more angry customers than I was expecting. The rules should be pretty familiar. I need ID to pull money from your account. I need ID to cash a check. And yes, some federal regulations do require me to collect your information for certain transactions. So, shut up and follow the rules or you will not get any money from me. I am not getting fired because you want to have a hissy fit.
OK, on to better topics. Layla has finally moved into my house as my roommate. She will have told you that we painted her room red. We did and it is RED RED RED. I think it looks a lot better with the new light bulbs she bought,(the old ones had a blue tint that made the paint look pinkish). I do not think that I would want that color in my room, but I know that she is happy about the color because she smiles whenever she sees it.. Even when her mother was here she couldn't keep the smile off her face. I think she likes it so far if only because she has the freedom to do what she wants when she wants. I am sure that she will say the same in her next blog.
Other than Layla moving in,...we saw Alice in Wonderland. An excellent movie, and I hope to see it several more times. Johnny Depp is not sexy in this movie but the Hatter is my favorite character. Anne Hathaway however, made me want to root for the Red Queen. The Red Queen was far more interesting and better played.
OK guys I have to go to bed sometime in the near future. I promise to have something to actually rant about the next time I post. Talk to you later.
Anyway, I don't know if I have anything to rant or ramble about today. My work is going well, but I don't think that the girls there like me yet. I keep messing things up, but I think I am getting better at the processes at my bank. There are many crazy customers of course... and many more angry customers than I was expecting. The rules should be pretty familiar. I need ID to pull money from your account. I need ID to cash a check. And yes, some federal regulations do require me to collect your information for certain transactions. So, shut up and follow the rules or you will not get any money from me. I am not getting fired because you want to have a hissy fit.
OK, on to better topics. Layla has finally moved into my house as my roommate. She will have told you that we painted her room red. We did and it is RED RED RED. I think it looks a lot better with the new light bulbs she bought,(the old ones had a blue tint that made the paint look pinkish). I do not think that I would want that color in my room, but I know that she is happy about the color because she smiles whenever she sees it.. Even when her mother was here she couldn't keep the smile off her face. I think she likes it so far if only because she has the freedom to do what she wants when she wants. I am sure that she will say the same in her next blog.
Other than Layla moving in,...we saw Alice in Wonderland. An excellent movie, and I hope to see it several more times. Johnny Depp is not sexy in this movie but the Hatter is my favorite character. Anne Hathaway however, made me want to root for the Red Queen. The Red Queen was far more interesting and better played.
OK guys I have to go to bed sometime in the near future. I promise to have something to actually rant about the next time I post. Talk to you later.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Working Again
Hello empty cyberspace,
As I have told you all before, I started my new job this past Monday, February 8. I will be working at a bank and right now I am participating in my two week training. I must say that I am not used to a 40 hour work week, I am so tired after the 8 hour days that I crash as soon as I get home. When I crash I only mean to sleep for a couple of hours but end up sleeping 4-6 hours, then I have to make dinner when I do get up even if it is at 2am. Everybody knows that it is unhealthy to eat at 2am then go back to sleep.
To comment on the work I will be doing, I will be a teller. I am really hoping that I will be good at my job. LePutois says that I worry too much and that I am always good at what I do. I do not know that I agree with him, but I will admit that I've never been fired. Anyway, noodles are boiling, talk to you later.
As I have told you all before, I started my new job this past Monday, February 8. I will be working at a bank and right now I am participating in my two week training. I must say that I am not used to a 40 hour work week, I am so tired after the 8 hour days that I crash as soon as I get home. When I crash I only mean to sleep for a couple of hours but end up sleeping 4-6 hours, then I have to make dinner when I do get up even if it is at 2am. Everybody knows that it is unhealthy to eat at 2am then go back to sleep.
To comment on the work I will be doing, I will be a teller. I am really hoping that I will be good at my job. LePutois says that I worry too much and that I am always good at what I do. I do not know that I agree with him, but I will admit that I've never been fired. Anyway, noodles are boiling, talk to you later.
Friday, February 5, 2010
I totally cried and yes, I do feel silly
Ok guys,
I am going to admit something embarassing to the empty internet space which this blog occupies. On our last foray into my new obsession Mass Effect 2, I told you all that I was stuck in a purgatory-like situation. I was on the verge of the last battle of the game and I figured out that my crew was most definitely going to die. Anyway, I went ahead and went through the last battle and 4 out of 10 of my teammates died, including my love interest. I have to admit I cried a little. I was so sad but still laughing at myself because crying about pictures on a computer screen dying is absolutely stupid. I do not know what came over me. I can only attribute my emotions to hormones. I think the most disturbing picture was my love interest being eaten by insects and that's when the crying started. I became very attached to him I guess.
Anyway, I did restart the save game that is on LePutois' computer and all of my crew members survived. Yay! I was actually really happy and so I started doing laundry. Anybody who knows me, knows that I hate laundry and that at any given moment I have laundry baskets filled with both clean and dirty clothes just sitting around my house. Anyway, the game made me happy enough to do the laundry and I got most of it done, and it is folded too.
So, to completely change the subject, I was watching the first episode of Leverage last night, and I was looking at Nate Ford (Timothy Hutton). I realized that he probably needs to gain weight to balance out his head. His face and head are really big, but then you look at his body and he looks like a featherless chicken, so skinny and bony. But, as Layla knows, I would still have his children, and I hate children.
You know what? That brings me to another subject and this should probably be the subject for another blog. I also know that Layla did a blog on this already. But, I want to say this: Why does not wanting children make me a bad person? I have told some people that I don't like children because you cannot reason with them, and they look at me as if I am an alien creature. Every normal woman wants a baby right? NOT true. They are a parasite that lasts for 18 years and 9 months, sometimes longer. First, they suck all of your nutrients as well as your energy, and any hope of having a normal body again, unless you are a celebrity or resort to surgery of course. And that's only for the first 9 months, then they ruin every part of your life including but not limited to taking all your money, still more of your energy, and most of your time.
I do have to say that children are sure to get better as they get older, but when they are children you cannot reason with them to make them stop crying. They get into everything and break everything and try to hurt or poisen themselves every day. Most people who have children say that the love is worth it, but I would have to say that this is just Stockholm Syndrome because children take you hostage and the only way you can cope is to brainwash yourself into loving them.
Do not get me wrong, I admire anybody who can have children and raise them successfully without going crazy. I thank my mother for putting up with me because I know how much of a pain I am. However, I do not think that I can have children and be happy. I don't even think I can be a successful parent, because I am too much of a child myself. I am very self-absorbed and dont' want to give up my life to raise a child. I just want to make a life with my fiance and make myself happy. If I am going to take care of something, it will be a dog or cat, which I can at least get rid of if I don't want them. Dogs and cats also require very little maintainence and you can leave them in a kennel when you want to have you time. You can't pay a random stranger to take your children for 2 weeks.
What really gets me is what people say to me about children, especially my fiance's family. First, when I say "I do not want children, ever' everybody seems to take that as "My biological clock hasn't gone off, yet." My fiance's family likes to say "you guys will have such beautiful babies" Then when I tell them I do not like children they say something like "it's different when they're your own." This really annoys me because I don't like when people automatically assume that I am a baby factory waiting to happen. Why is it my ultimate destiny to breed? Does nothing else I do or am going to do matter? And is breeding the most important thing that I am capable of? They just don't think about the fact that I may not be a good mother, maybe I am not cut out for it. Then there's the fact that they don't care that I keep saying "I will not be happy." Why is my happiness overruled by your want to see me reproduce?
So, from now on, if you have known me for more than 1 year (and that is being generous because I let it be known that I don't like children within the first month) and you tell me I should have children. I will automatically think that you do not want me to be happy and wish me to suffer, or that you want me to have children for your own selfish reasons.
I am going to admit something embarassing to the empty internet space which this blog occupies. On our last foray into my new obsession Mass Effect 2, I told you all that I was stuck in a purgatory-like situation. I was on the verge of the last battle of the game and I figured out that my crew was most definitely going to die. Anyway, I went ahead and went through the last battle and 4 out of 10 of my teammates died, including my love interest. I have to admit I cried a little. I was so sad but still laughing at myself because crying about pictures on a computer screen dying is absolutely stupid. I do not know what came over me. I can only attribute my emotions to hormones. I think the most disturbing picture was my love interest being eaten by insects and that's when the crying started. I became very attached to him I guess.
Anyway, I did restart the save game that is on LePutois' computer and all of my crew members survived. Yay! I was actually really happy and so I started doing laundry. Anybody who knows me, knows that I hate laundry and that at any given moment I have laundry baskets filled with both clean and dirty clothes just sitting around my house. Anyway, the game made me happy enough to do the laundry and I got most of it done, and it is folded too.
So, to completely change the subject, I was watching the first episode of Leverage last night, and I was looking at Nate Ford (Timothy Hutton). I realized that he probably needs to gain weight to balance out his head. His face and head are really big, but then you look at his body and he looks like a featherless chicken, so skinny and bony. But, as Layla knows, I would still have his children, and I hate children.
You know what? That brings me to another subject and this should probably be the subject for another blog. I also know that Layla did a blog on this already. But, I want to say this: Why does not wanting children make me a bad person? I have told some people that I don't like children because you cannot reason with them, and they look at me as if I am an alien creature. Every normal woman wants a baby right? NOT true. They are a parasite that lasts for 18 years and 9 months, sometimes longer. First, they suck all of your nutrients as well as your energy, and any hope of having a normal body again, unless you are a celebrity or resort to surgery of course. And that's only for the first 9 months, then they ruin every part of your life including but not limited to taking all your money, still more of your energy, and most of your time.
I do have to say that children are sure to get better as they get older, but when they are children you cannot reason with them to make them stop crying. They get into everything and break everything and try to hurt or poisen themselves every day. Most people who have children say that the love is worth it, but I would have to say that this is just Stockholm Syndrome because children take you hostage and the only way you can cope is to brainwash yourself into loving them.
Do not get me wrong, I admire anybody who can have children and raise them successfully without going crazy. I thank my mother for putting up with me because I know how much of a pain I am. However, I do not think that I can have children and be happy. I don't even think I can be a successful parent, because I am too much of a child myself. I am very self-absorbed and dont' want to give up my life to raise a child. I just want to make a life with my fiance and make myself happy. If I am going to take care of something, it will be a dog or cat, which I can at least get rid of if I don't want them. Dogs and cats also require very little maintainence and you can leave them in a kennel when you want to have you time. You can't pay a random stranger to take your children for 2 weeks.
What really gets me is what people say to me about children, especially my fiance's family. First, when I say "I do not want children, ever' everybody seems to take that as "My biological clock hasn't gone off, yet." My fiance's family likes to say "you guys will have such beautiful babies" Then when I tell them I do not like children they say something like "it's different when they're your own." This really annoys me because I don't like when people automatically assume that I am a baby factory waiting to happen. Why is it my ultimate destiny to breed? Does nothing else I do or am going to do matter? And is breeding the most important thing that I am capable of? They just don't think about the fact that I may not be a good mother, maybe I am not cut out for it. Then there's the fact that they don't care that I keep saying "I will not be happy." Why is my happiness overruled by your want to see me reproduce?
So, from now on, if you have known me for more than 1 year (and that is being generous because I let it be known that I don't like children within the first month) and you tell me I should have children. I will automatically think that you do not want me to be happy and wish me to suffer, or that you want me to have children for your own selfish reasons.
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