The Juiciest Bite

june272008

2008-06-27T21:54:00Z

My boss just tried to pay me $140 of my paycheck in quarters, dimes and nickles. I was in total shock I didn’t even know what to say other than “you need to bring that to the bank now and give me bills”.

wtf

june262008

2008-06-26T23:57:00Z

I’m licking the frosting off of cupcakes and tossing the cake.
I can do that now that I’m a grownup. =D

june252008

2008-06-26T04:42:01Z

Right now if you stand in my backyard and look off to the southwest you can see the whole sky is orange and smokey and if you look close enough you can see flames. The fire departments are having a hard time getting to the fire to put it out because of it’s location. SCARY!!!!

june252008

2008-06-25T21:20:00Z

Since I’m craving either baked potato with mustard OR some cotton candy and I don’t have either I’m just going to settle for cheesecake.

Filed under: Don’t ask. I’m not.

june242008

2008-06-25T05:27:00Z

june242008

2008-06-24T22:15:00Z

My mom sent this to me and I thought it was hilarious.

june232008

2008-06-24T02:44:00Z

This is going on my blog and my Myspace and my Facebook so there isn’t a cold chance in hell anyone is going to miss it.

This post isn’t directed to anyone in particular but to everyone in particular.

I was at a girlfriend’s house today and we were discussing blog drama and it just occurred to me while we were talking that I am sick of it all. I have done a very good job in the last year or so of minding my business and not giving two shits about the soap opera that is the blogosphere.

I have my own life to contend with. We have real problems and real joys and quite frankly I’d rather be doing exciting things like laundry than listen to the laundry list that consist of other people’s problems.

The problem is not that my friends have problems. The problem is that people I either don’t know or don’t care about or even like are having problems (usually brought on by their own behavior) and I’m sick and tired of hearing about it. I don’t read the blogs of these idiots because I don’t CARE about them. I don’t care who slept with who or who’s leaving their spouse or who’s dog peed on who’s yard or what someone said about me. PLEASE STOP TELLING ME ABOUT IT. OBVIOUSLY IF I CARED YOU WOULD SEE ME POSTING ABOUT IT. OBVIOUSLY by recent posts all I care about is my life and my weather.

Unless this blog drama directly effects YOUR LIFE I don’t want to hear about it. I can read all I want on other people’s blogs. There is no reason in hell to have to email me and tell me things that are probably going to just annoy me anyway. So when your emails go unanswered or I just hang up the phone on you it’s probably because I tuned out. Sorry =D

And for the record it’s going to be freaking hot here again tomorrow so there isn’t any need to check back with me tomorrow. I am here alive and well and completely oblivious and I like it that way.

june182008

2008-06-18T21:26:00Z

I’m not going to make things up. I literally have nothing to talk about other than work, wow and the weather.
That being said.

Why is Saturday HOT but not tomorrow or Friday or today?!?!

june172008

2008-06-18T01:29:00Z

The current temperature in Phoenix is 112.
That being said if you leave your dog in the car in a Walmart parking lot I am GOING to call the cops.
So homegirl with more tattoos than teeth did just that and got pissed at me for calling them.
See me over here crying about her feelings?
Dear AZ 687-ZZA baby I got your number don’t you worry.

june162006

2008-06-16T15:58:01Z

Dear Bug,
I’m so sorry to hear about your brother. My heart is breaking for you. I couldn’t imagine if this was my brother.
Love you tons!
Rachel

june132008

2008-06-14T03:43:00Z

I’m a nerd. Gary is a bigger nerd.
We play WoW together.
Today he found some new pants that are decent armor but they come with a price.
I have to walk around with him… dressed in these pants.

Yes, they are chaps.
No, he isn’t wearing anything underneath.
Yes, he purposely “hid” his cloak so that everyone in WoW could see his ass.

/geek

june122008

2008-06-12T17:13:01Z

I just called work and the latest news is that the AC is still out and it’s going to cost 900 to get fixed.
They won’t “bill us” and our boss is out of the country for another 2 weeks. She didn’t leave the corporate credit card behind. She left the checkbook but no idea on what the balance is and no password to the Bank of America account. Her husband refuses to cal the bank even though he’s listed on the account (He wants nothing to do with the salon). It’s basically a big clusterfuck… yay!

Oh and since Jane keeps making me take more pictures:
My two hands together.
THE infamous pink glove(It’s a bad lighting picture so it looks disgustingly dirty)

june112008

2008-06-12T02:12:00Z

So, it’s really hot today and the air conditioning at work went out so it’s REALLY hot in the salon. When it hit 90 inside I finally closed the place up. I put a sign on the door and I’ve been sitting in here doing paperwork and some cleaning and people keep yanking on the door and THEN reading my big huge sign and I keep hearing girls cussing because we’re closed. I’m like DUDE… OUR AIR IS OUT LIKE THE SIGN SAYS so even if I LET you in you’d be an uncomfortable bitch the entire time and I’d have to hear you cussing about that too!
I hate people sometimes.

june102008

2008-06-10T18:09:00Z

Since Jane asked me to.

My hand at six weeks.
My hand at two months.

june062008

2008-06-06T19:24:01Z

Help!
I’ve already opened the store.
I’ve printed new brochures.
I’ve printed up “We’re closed on the 4th” signs.
I’ve bleached the floors of our entire salon.
I’ve called and bugged the hell out of Teri.
I’m going to call and bug the hell out of Jane.
I have nothing else to do and I have 5.5 hours to go.
Oh and I’m eating Hershey Kisses because I forgot lunch (Gary is bringing me some)