Getting Ready For The Holidays!

It's been a while! In between angry tweets, hanging out with my girlfriend and working...it's hard to slow things down and breathe once in awhile. 

I pump gas for a living...which is actually incredibly decent, I basically get paid to pump gas, and hang out with friends. Everything's perfect except for that pesky night shift...I work third shift weekends...and honestly I've never hated people more than working third shift weekends. Working third shift has of course introduced me to the idea of NOT seeing my girlfriend for weeks on end. Which is of course disgustingly frustrating.On top of not seeing someone I'm used to hanging out with 4 out of 7 days a week. Insomnia is already f*cked up. So, when you're a recovering insomniac used to staying up for days on end, and you're attempting to shock your system into sleeping normally; one can assume a random night shift thrown into the spoke sends me six paces backwards, after moving only one pace forward. Not to mention the assholes that come through that I meet....I hate assholes.

Enough about that. If theres no replacement found, then I'll just work until I snap on a rude customer after not sleeping for days on end. Prison food is delicious. I think.

It's so easy to live in darkness and gloom when we forget to turn on the lights and open the shades.

The idea of school keeps popping into my mind, and how I really would like to go....not quite sure what for. I have a thousand one passions but not enough decisions you know? I feel like my life is going a million miles a minute, but I...alone...am standing still.

I'm falling. Hardcore.

I know because of my last entry, a porn shop visit is possibly the last thing to do...EVER.

But I did...because I enjoy giggling.

Why must we INSIST on playing GOD!!! 

It's a blow up doll of 

Tigers Got Wood! REALLY?! You'd think it was just a little soon.

This is seriously a porn titled: "What Went Wrong."
What Went wrong? Daddy never loved you.

Nothing says USA more than an angry eagle, a dollar sign...and porn.

A little tid bit...for those unaware.

As much as the situation does not concern me...It always bothers me to hear about relationships being ruined due to a religion. I think as a significant other, you should embrace the fact the person you love...has true blue FAITH. Something, that is so rare in this day and age. Just because the way your lover believes in God, doesn't make it right to pin it against them, belittle them or their beliefs, or hold it above their head as a threat for an end to the relationship. If you love them. Love the fact that they have some solace...some sort of protection. Doesn't mean you have to convert...just appreciate.

Sooo

I miss my grandparents.


It's odd to have their absence. Grandparents I feel...have this certain authority over us all...something untouchable. Something. Remarkable. I was closest to my grandfathers on both sides of my family.
However, lately, I'm missing my grandmother! Stella!! She was such a free spirit...and honestly just such a pain in the ass. But looking back, I truly honestly, Miss her. In awkward moments, she always had a way of changing the mood...almost quick enough to make others completely forget...well...what was awkward to begin with.


My granddad Robert on my dad's side had this quiet demeanor. He was a true gentleman! He had a great sense of humor and I truly admired him. Perhaps it's grandparents in general, but Grandpop Purdie really had this great way, with just...making things better. I remember one time...I was 8. I was playing outside my Grandmoms and Grandpop's house, my grandmom had ran to the store...I was in my bliss! I was playing with this toy truck from Dollar Tree (it was a plastic cement mixer.) I put mud in the mixer part of the truck...and unfortunately inorder to bring in the toys from outside, I'd have to scoop the mud out with my fingers.....as I was doing such, I thought to myself, "it'd be pretty stupid if I got my fingers  stuck." and almost instantly, like a sign from the heavens...my fingers....in this cement mixer...as mud was drying.
I was pretty scared!!
My granddad saw me in the yard 15 minutes after he had called me in. I was fumbling in the yard with my hand caught in this contraption. Embarrassed, I snap back at my granddad whos attempting to usher me in.
He immediately rushed to my side, sensed my urgency...and noticed my predicament. I turn and I face him...and I swell up with tears:
"CALL 9-1-1!" his face lit up with both laughter and heartache. I was the princess in the mud, and my royal hand....was royaly jammed in this cement mix truck. "No! No! No need to call 911....all you need is soap!" and for another 25 minutes, we filled my hand and the truck with dish soap...and weaseled it off. Mind you...the entire time my uncle Keith was listening in on the single best conversation, which will be, and still is quoted every time I visit my family.
My grandfather Purdie represents to me, a true...human being. Who is proud of work, who is proud of his family, and loves his granddaughter enough...to hold back laughter in times of quite and embarrassing crisis!
For that, and many other things, I love him.


I also remember Louis! My grandfather on my mom's side. Times were a bit rough here and there, and I remember first moving to Jersey. My mom was scared and worried as to what was to come, and thankfully my granddad Janson opened his doors for us.


Because of him. We had a safe, warm, loving home....the second we moved to New Jersey...if that isn't what family, love, and Godliness is all about...I'm not quite sure what is.


Hear You Me-Jimmy Eat World


there's no one in town i know 
you gave us someplace to go 
i never said thank you for that 
thought i might get one more chance 
what would you think of me now? 
so lucky 
so strong 
so proud 
never said thank you for that 
now i'll never have a chance 
may angels lead you in 
hear you me my friends 
on sleepless roads the sleepless go 
may angels lead you in
what would you think of me now? 
so lucky 
so strong 
so proud 
never said thank you for that 
now i'll never have a chance
may angels lead you in 
hear you me my friends 
on sleepless roads the sleepless go 
may angels lead you in
if you were with me tonight 
i'd sing to you just one more time 
a song for a heart so big god wouldn't let it live 
may angels lead you in 
hear you me my friends 
on sleepless roads the sleepless go 
may angels lead you in
may angels lead you in 
hear you me my friends 
on sleepless roads the sleepless go 
may angels lead you in 

Have you ever loved someone, before even knowing them?

$#!+ From My Day...

MJ Sunglasses

No Seriously....theres MJ Sunglasses.

YES. He was an awesome entertainer. YES. it sucks he has passed.

Did we all just experience a memory lapse?

He's rad. But....the kids?

Look at my hat..my rad hat.

College Recruiters. FTW.

Not being artistic?
FTL.

I remember my best friend, teaching me how to tango in my living room...and thinking..."I'm going to dance with the girl of my dreams one day."

Well...the girl of my dreams doesn't dance.
And I don't dance well at all.
LAWLZ.
She doesn't read this.

Anywho...

$#!+ from my day V 2.0:

Dollar Store Toys!
Ah...JOKING AROUND TOY BRANDZ JOKE TOYZ.
Obvious is Obvious: Family Dollar.

You wish you could be this cool.
Yes. I own those sunglasses.











Big Burger.
quick! state what's in this picture!

S#!+ from my day....

I kinda don't want to see this movie.


WTF IS THIS?! those are babies.....in bags....my moms coworker is WEIRD.



Just another day at Dunder Mifflin.


UGH!!! August is such a long month.