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January 5, 2004 |
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Little things drive me insane. 1. When people lay bread products on top of or place them near, bananas. The damn bread tastes and smells like bananas people! Do you not notice this? For God's sake, quit laying them on top of the fucking bananas. 2. Is it really that hard to throw EMPTY food containers/boxes/jugs in the trash? Really? How much harder to take the few extra steps in the DIRECTION of the trash can instead of the counter or back on the shelf? 3. Instead of hollering questions at me about where is this or where is that, take a few extra nanoseconds, open your eyes and you'll SEE the damn thing yourself. It's not necessary for me to be involved in this seek and find mission of yours. -&- I'm tired. I've spent about 4 nights working on an interview that one smart sassy dame sent me so therefore, no updates here. I'll post the interview when it's time, here as well. Good questions! I only revised and reworded and rewrote my answers to each one about 10 times each. Pressure! -&- Today was Mikey's first day at the AP (Alternative Program School). He was visibly relieved when he related to me that everyone was much nicer than he had imagined. Directly from Mikey's mouth: "Mr. W. the math teacher, seems like one of the nicest teachers I'll ever have. He also teaches at another school nearby." It's still going to be a bitch of a drive for me. It took me an hour and 35 minutes to drive it. Not good. Only 5 more months of this crap.
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I have a cazillion pictures that I've taken in the past week and I keep forgetting to upload them at work. The two computers I have at home refuse to acknowledge the Sandisk card reader and ends up wiping the little memory card clean.
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