i think i have to pee

ok so aren't plumbers supposed to be either hot or gross with excess ass crack? that's what i thought too. oh no, though, not the plumbers at my house! AH!!!!!!! EEEEEEE!!!!!!! ok so the one i can see from here is bald. but he has this huge black beard and mustache. and he's super skinny. i could see him putting all his layers on and let me just say, he did not forget the bandana wrapped aroud his forehead. there's like 5 of them! i can't use the toilet or any water of any kind. so i am sitting here waiting patiently for Hollie to return. I think I will go tanning and immediately use their toilet. then i will go to heather's and take a shower, lord love her. then i will get some coffee. oh my i don't really have to pee that bad but just knowing i can't pee is distracting.

so i watch march of the penguins. holy crap, i want a baby penguin. i want one NOW! and let me also say, i am thankful as hell that i am not a penguin. i hate cold weather. and i don't want to have kids. so as a penguin you lay an egg and keep on on your feetsies and wait for the fucker to hatch.

poor hollie went into the bathroom this morning and turned on the shower and a plumber ran up to yell at her. how was she supposed to know the drain was disconnected and water was going everwhere in the basement? sheesh!

i'm going to hide now.

well. i was thinking about heather's question about who you would pick for your soul mate la de da de da. (it's in the comment section of my previous post.) i just watched 10 things i hate about you. that movie always makes me want some lovin. but i guess no one in a movie or a book character could ever be my soul mate if he already had one. or even someone he really loved. like i'm pretty sure heath ledger and what's her butt never end up happily ever after. but apart from their romance, i'm not so interested in him. edmund is a good choice though. i perhaps have overlooked someone as appealing. he IS like 12. i dunno. i'm still waiting out for my best friend.

in other news, we had a delicious, albeit extremely expensive dinner tonight at the seafood place. i got grouper! i like that a fish is called grouper. if i have a son i'll name him grouper. anyway, i also got a glass of this amazing shiraz. hot damn. i see my mom every night drinking wine out of those kiddie paper cups with the weird pictures on it. you know the kind, they're for the bathroom next to the barbie toothbrushes. don't ask me why she bought them. there was this one kind of australian wine and it was from Woop Woop and I go to my mom, can I get the woop woop? and hollie was like "can i get a woop woop?!" and slapped the table and laughed. it was cute.

so i am pissed with caribou and want to leave them. i want to drop them like a stone and watch the place crash and burn. do you think it'll happen? it could happen. maybe i'll take my bitchin super duper andrea delux checklists with me! that'll teach the ungrateful, cheap bastards. there's this school in vancouver and it looks like it might be right up my alley. it didn't hurt when at dinner my mom said that in her top 5 places she wouldn't mind living, vancouver is right up there. it's on the ocean and snow-capped mountains are behind it. i'm telling you, cream in the pants! how amazing would that be? she also said it's a pretty artsy city too, and even though it's up north it's not so cold. this school has a year-long program for people who are testing the waters for further education in theology, divinity, etc. that would be moi! i want to take a road trip and i have a coupon for a car rental! plus, i have pooled leave! who wants to go to vancouver with me?! i bet they have grouper up there. well maybe not but some type of fish im sure.

jasmine still has her limp from last summer and now addie isn't walking on her back left leg. i swear my dogs are becoming more and more like old ladies with every passing day. um...ya..old ladies who eat poop. what else....nada really. oh and if you want to try that shiraz its from australia and it has "burge" in it. i forget the first word. nighty night!

this "person" i know is fasting and he/she allowed himself/herself to drink beer. does that seem odd to anyone else? fucking rules.

So I asked for a very significant raise and basically was told I was arrogant and stuck up to even suggest such a thing. Not a "we'll negotiate" or "hahaha, isn't Andrea a crazy girl?" but more like "what a snobbish and selfish bitch" kinda of response. I'm pretty disapointed. After all I've done and all the work I didn't need to do I'm being told that basically I am not that valuable afterall. That's just great. So instead they're willing to offer me a 50 cent raise. That's a slap in the face. And I was told that I need to decide whether or not I want to take the 50cents and shut the hell up, or quit. I want to stay but I want to make money more so to make a long story short, I'm thinking about grad school or another job. The problem is that the job I'd really like a) is probably not in the area and b) probably requires grad school.
So ever since I've got off of work every 15 minutes or so I'll say, goddamnit or son of a bitch or this sucks. The part that really bugs me is that the DM said some things that were kinda off and I don't trust that my boss stuck up for me. Those two together are really pushing me out the door. So peace, Caribou!

Oh sweet, suculent day off. Ahhh..... I was woken up at 11:30 because the heater twins had gone to lunch, freeing me to hit the showers. My mom and I went to Egg Harbor for lunch. She again told me how talented and capable I am and how I should go to grad school if I have even the slightest desire to do so. I had banana bread french toast. MMMMMM!!!!! I got 4 pairs of undies from Victoria's Secrets for $11. Carsons is having their super duper yellow dot sale so I got some jewelery (for $3.99 each, originally like $35 each), a pair of pin striped pants, and a DKNY bitchin shirt. Not bad at all if I do say so myself.

Then I came home to the biggest pile of shit ever in my room. No no, not Addie. I am referring to 2 weeks worth of clothes that were either dirty or rejected. Then I got the vacuum out and the duster. I started picking at the hole in my wall too, which caused the plaster to come out. I found something too! Behind one section of plaster was an old cut-up section of comics from a paper. They still have color so they're probably not that old, but still, why the hell are there comics in my walls? Anyway, I then threw out a shit load of pretentious college books, and even Herbie, my glow worm. Ohh...I feel sad. Herbie.... Oh well, he was gross looking. I organized all my cords from the various Nintendo systems, and basically dusted the hell out of my room since the heater twins have been dicking around in there for the past 3 days.

I have the fortunate option of leaving this upside down house but I think I will stay in it tonight. It is quiet and I still have loads of laundry to do. I also want to eat some food, make coffee, and FINALLY beat Zelda.I haven't finished my room yet either. Oh! And I got 3 dvds and a cd with my Bestbuy gift card yesterday.

Perhaps dating is never like it is in the movies when you find a "soul mate" that is meant just for you. I know this is going to sound lame but I totally agree with this one "Friends" episode where Monica says that she does not believe in soul mates. Rather, that she and Chandler met and work hard at their relationship. Even Hollie has struggled with aspects about Nate that are different from her original ideals for a mate. She has fought over whether or not they are even valid complaints. Will we all have to settle to a certain degree? (Insert Carry Bradshaw staring to the upper right.)

Blah. You know, I don't even really care anyway. I'm just going to keep going over and drinking wine and being a good friend.

The End. Love, Andrea.

well i thought id write something less angnsty since my last entry was about venting. and speaking of venting, my dogs smell like ass and need baths. p. u.

i just finished my sunday night tv marathon. i got home at 5:08 and was playing zelda by 5:15. i stopped playing games at 8 to watch desperate housewives (a subpar episode) followed by greys anatomy (even more boring episode). i need to let these nutbags outside and i want to smoke. tomorrow.

ok big blacky just jumped on me so i gotsta go. leave me messages of love you crabs.

ps- heather, the big cheese is taking b.b. down. down and out.

well i have some pretty big sized ants in my pants. im in bitch land right now i think. im way on edge and i feel like either sitting in front of the tv or punching someone in the junk. in a little bit im going to hang out with some bitching people who invited someone i cannot stand nor do i trust at all. hes going to bug me i know because he told me the last time we were outside of work that he wanted to. super. and i yelled at jordan. and i quote "i don't care what you think, he's not coming over and thats that." (in reference to him inviting this creepy customer to my house to do construction work with jordan and dickles.) and i stand by that. i dont fucking care if jordan has a problem with me being too irrational (Which im not). i wouldnt invite a 30something year old woman to his house, especially if she always hits on him and comes into his work 5 times a day at least. and maybe hed understand if the opposite sex has throughout history preyed on his own sex. its pretty obvious i dont trust people very easily but this kid he invited is one i especailly distrust. i would bet my legs that he is not coming over here to work. how scary is it to have a creepy customer in your house knowing where you live without your permission? very. very very very very scary. ok i am planning something fun for monday so i must go.

well hello.
i first would like to take the opportunity to share with you my evening. all i wanted to do tonight was come home from work, pig out, and watch hours and hours of tv. let me just say, i accomplished said goal. i ate about 4 cookies. then i ate a ham, cheese, carrot, pepper, olive salad. then i had about 6 more cookies. oh wait, there's a string cheese in there. then i had about 2 cups of reeses pieces. then i finished off the box of triscuits. then more reeses. oh ya and three glasses of wine. during one commercial break i just laid on my back and flicked my stomach for a while, watching the flubber fly. i told myself id regret eating all that. oh well. what really counts as a glass of wine? doesnt half a glass equal one drink? i dunno. addie is sleeping in my laundry basket and my room is still trashed. what i need is an apt with a closet. a nice big closet all for me. but making $700 a month is just NOT cutting it. seriously, i think and worry about that a lot. i want to move out and get a car so bad but i cant afford it. my head itches. i was thinking id look at some sales going on now online but nope nope nope. i just wont do it. oh boy. holy shit. let me think here....getting my hair done was 22% of my pay check. mother hubbard.i have no monies!!!! i want to brush my teeth.

Well I haven't updated in a while so I figured what the hell. I am on a major caffiene high right now, although you would think after 2 cups I'd be ok, especially since I work at a coffee shop. Guess it's because I haven't eaten anything yet.

Well, last night was a ton of fun! First New Years that didn't suck both my left and right one! Yea! I went to Jordan's "coloUr" party. You had to pick one color that either represented your past year, or one that would represent the upcoming year. I was silver because it's a mix of black and white. The black symbolizes how shit-tastic my year was at first but then how awesome it became. I went with Jamelyn (whose "girls" were out all night long, looking lovely and luscious as ever) and Heather. Heather was peacock color. Why? "Vanity. I loved myself last year." Everyone voted on the top three best dressed. It was me, Heather, and this girl in purple overalls. She didn't stand a chance next to Heather's boas and my silver mullet wig. Heather won! I was so excited!!!! I keep smiling about it every time I think of her climbing up on that table with feathers potentially stuck in her armpits. Hahaha! It was a lot of fun.

The only poopy part was that it looked like Jordan was macking on some dumb bitch who was also wearing silver sequins. I looked hotter. No matter what happens, it's important to hear friends like Jamelyn call that girl a whore. HAHAHA! Friends are so important and I love that they would say something like that to make you feel better. So even though that was a poopy situation, I will probably not forget Hether and Jama calling pseudo-silver a slut and a whore. Hahahahaha! So thanks, my friends!

Jordan looked like Elton John as a painter. He seemed to have a great time, which makes me happy. Oh ya, and the cops coming? Hillllarrrrrrrious! Stupid dumb ass good for nothing Wheaton cops. Did they check ids? No. Did they test the people who said they were driving? No. Did they do anything except interrupt our New Years Eve party with thier big dumb dumbness and embarrass themselves? Absolutely not. Oh well, just doing their narky jobby. I think I've said everything I wanted to say. Go Bears! (just kidding.)