ok I'm going to complain.
I am so sick of this job thing and not having a job. I've been looking for the past hour or so and there is nothing. I have 3 applications in right now but haven't heard from any of them, nor am I necessarily thrilled about any of them. I'm pretty much miserable and I hate my job like I hate poverty and sexist men. This sucks ass and I can't really do anything about it.
The end.

so if i could be with anyone dead or alive here is the man.

and he's even hotter with black hair.

i just wanted to paste this for myself so i could come back and look at it. and also for other people too.



HIV/AIDS By The Numbers

15 million children have been orphaned by HIV/AIDS. That's more than the combined total of all the children under the age of five in 48 of the 50 states in the U.S.

96 percent of all HIV cases are in the developing world.

25 million in Sub-Saharan Africa are HIV positive.

Every 60 seconds a child dies of HIV/AIDS related diseases.

14,000 people contract HIV worldwide every day.

75 percent of all the young people infected are women and girls.

So I was washing windows yesterday and was listening to a Beatles mix I made. And for some reason this song struck a chord:

Michelle, ma belle. These are words that go together well, my Michelle.
Michelle, ma belle. Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble, très bien ensemble.
I love you, I love you, I love you. That's all I want to say.
Until I find a wayI will say the only words I know that you'll understand.
Michelle, ma belle. Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble, très bien ensemble.
I need to, I need to, I need to. I need to make you see, Oh, what you mean to me.
Until I do I'm hoping you will know what I mean.
I want you. I want you, I want you, I want you.
I think you know by now I'll get to you somehow.
Until I do I'm telling you so you'll understand.
Michelle, ma belle. Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble, très bien ensemble.
I will say the only words I know that you'll understand, my Michelle.

It's so damn simple and so damn sweet. I just love it. Course that sounds more like infatuation than love, right? I wouldn't mind some infatuation with a person. My faith in that lasting forever is very small and it terrifies me. Guys look around and lie. Mostly, they lie. Hmm.. I really wasn't planning on going there but I guess I did. In any event, it's a nice song that I wouldn't mind hearing "Andrea" in.

So this is hilarious! We just bought a couch. Or should I say FINALLY!!!! And we all moved it in. Then Hollie and Mom left to go eat and Dad and I took off the plastic wrapping. Addie of course was standing about two feet away the entire time, watching. So then my dad and I decided to move the couch out of the doorway and against the wall. So we each picked up a side and set it down. It was heavy so we were both very relieved to get it down. Then I heard a very faint little scrambling. I said, "Where's Addie? She didn't crawl under there, did she?" Well, no, not exactly. All of a sudden we saw the skirt come up at the bottom of the couch and a little nose poking out. Louder scrambling. Then two little legs. The space between the floor and the bottom of the couch is about five inches. Like I said, she didn't crawl underneath. We put the couch on top of her!

I have never heard my dad laugh so hard in his whole life. It was wonderful.