Shit Happens

Friday, December 02, 2005

friday crankies

I woke up too late to shower this morning. I smell and my hair looks like I rubbed grease on it before I left the house.

Everyone in my department refers to black people as "African American." Most of them are some kind of racist. If I can't get away with calling you a Caucasian bitch, you can't say that African Americans are likely to rob you and be poor.

After reviewing an article I wrote promoting our "popping with pride popcorn" or something of equal importance, my suggested I refer to my high school and college English classes for persuasive writing tips.

I have an inflamed tendon on my right foot. The doctor tried to prescribe me super anti-inflammatories, but I said I would rather just take extra Ibuprophen.

It hurts really bad and I haven't been able to wear anything besides tennis shoes all week.

(there's some complaints for you Sarah!)

Thursday, December 01, 2005


I want to get a CD player but I'm not sure what to get. I don't need speakers or anything, just the player. (I'm not going to attempt installing it myself - but it was a good idea Jessie) My car came with only a tape/radio one.

I've seen a bunch on sale but they are all rectangular. I have a Volkswagen and need an oval-ish one.

I assume I need to find one with a special round head to fit - a square one is not going to fit in correctly?

Right? : /

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

conversation with momma M

"Melissa, what is the Trivial Pursuit 'boob game?' Are you trying to get me to buy you something dirty?"

"Book. BOOK game mom. They have it at Barnes and Noble. Why would I want a game about boobs?"

"Your e-mail said 'boob game.'

"Well I meant book."

"I never know with you."


Yesterday I decided I was going to try to go an entire week without complaining.

So today, I am not going to complain about how I overheard my bitchy co-worker compare her lipo/stomach stapling surgery to another lady's knee replacement surgery.

"Well, it's just like your surgery. You don't have to have it but you would like too."

She can barely walk(!)- you just want your fat sucked out because your personality sucks and you think people will be nicer once your clear 200 lbs.

I'm here all week people...