Video Of The Day

'Cause I like to secretly dance to it when no one is watching...."My Shiny Teeth And Me":

The WTF Of The Day

Look, I know Wal-Fart is the Antichrist and all, but....THIS:















Look! It enraged me so much, I had to paste the Rageguy meme into the picture!

Seriously? Not one of those "artists" could hold a candle to Mark Masri.

lol- I like how his one album is titles "See My Face". Oh I see it alright. *grrglgrrrrgllgrrgll*

Quote Of The Day

One of my favorite lines from Legally Blonde:

I just don't think that Brooke could've done this. Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don't shoot their husbands. They just don't.

Quote Of The Day

One of my favorite quotes from Dr. Cox from Scrubs:

I love this moment so much, I wanna have sex with it.

And a little while later:

This moment is so great, I'd cheat on that other moment from before, marry this one and raise a family of tiny little moments

Now....if I could just find a clip of Elliot's fantasy wedding when she is marrying a robot.

Random Thoughts

*sobs* I can't believe my 4 day weekend is almost over! And then it is back to that place! Blech!

Apparently, I am alone in finding fault in this, but I find it incredibly rude how people in work will order food and not ask everyone if they want any. Once in a blue moon, someone will ask me if I would like to order with them. Even though, most times I have to end up turning them down due to either money, stomach issues, or the place they are ordering from just sucks, it pisses me off when they do not ask everyone. But anymore, I just step back, let my inner vain bitch out, and think well, this is why you look the way you do and this is why they all look the way they do!

I finally got around to downloading "Feel It" by Three 6 Mafia etc and while I was dancing to it last night (I was on a pie high) I thought, you know what would be an absolute delight? If I burned a copy of this to a CD, took it into work, put it in my radio at exactly 9AM (since I cannot miss the Breakfast Club), turned the volume all the way up, and hit play. I am sure the hag who bitches about my music being loud if it goes above 5 decibels would just LOVE it! *cackles*

I just noticed the part "I got stuck like it's the first of the month in the projects just got paid". I lol'd.

I was on the Weird NJ Facebook page the other day and I saw they had a new special edition out about abandoned places and since I practically orgasm over those types of stories, I made it my mission to obtain a copy of it this weekend, so I drug my mom out with me earlier to a Barnes & Noble and at one point, she says to me "look, it's your boyfriend". It was the Situation's book (my mom always jokingly refers to any celebrity crushes I have and any celebrities I hate as my "boyfriend" or "girlfriend"; today was the first day I have actually seen his "book" in person- twice! The first place was in a book store at Columbus Market and then at B&N. Both times I got an uncontrollable urge to take all of the copies and move them into the Horror section, maybe put a few copies in the True Crime section.). I was surprised she knew who he was, so I say "I'm surprised you recognized him". Her response? "I recognized the nose". I lol'd at that. Not his abs. His schnozz.

lol at Michael K's description- "The Situation is coming out with a book, because he won't stop until he gives you an STD through all mediums"

She said "there's your boyfriend" again a little while later when we were in the mall and we had stopped in the calendar store and we were looking at entertainment calendars. I told her I'd only take a calendar of all him and maybe the other 3 guys as well. Nah. I really wouldn't.

I also saw this calendar while I was looking. I laughed for a good 10 minutes.

I don't remember where, but in some interview I had read one time with the Sitch, he said his parents pushed for him to either become a cop or a fireman. A fireman? *head explodes*

You know what the even sadder part of this whole, um, situation is? Even if he was just some random shithead on the street and not a famous shithead, I'd probably still hit it. Thinking back to some of the douchebags I'd have screwed in high school, there are quite a bit of similarities, including the whole being Italian and the massive amounts of douchiness. I was surprised to read in the Men's Fitness article that he was a football player. He puts me more in the mind of a basketball player. Again, most of the douchebags I crushed on were also football players.

Ugh. Apparently, I just have lousy taste in men. Maybe I do have a long time thing for these guido idiots. Well, I can hope my taste in women is a little better than men.

I was on D-Listed earlier and one of the topics, everyone was discussing people who shouldn't be parents and one poster posted every single reason why she would not be a good mother. I don't get why people still get on me for not wanting to be a mother. I would not make a good one. I could stand here and try to convince myself that I would, but I know deep down that I would not. For cripes sake, I made myself soup yesterday and when I opened the cabinet and found that the crackers had been finished off and I had none left for my soup, I got so pissed and threw such a fit, that I almost took the container of oatmeal I had taken out of the closet and threw it across the room. Was it a necessary reaction? Certainly not. And this happens repeatedly.

I never react to things the way I should. I always blow up over the stupidest things. I live in fear everyday that one of these days someone is really going to push my buttons and I am going to physically hurt someone. I have never physically gone after someone else (generally when I am angry, it's me I hurt), but I am so scared that one of these days I am going to.

I need anger management. BAD.

Video Of The Day

A wrong, but hilarious sounding Count:



(If I could only explain how long I have been looking for a clip of this)

Fun With Google Suggestions

I was simplying Googling if Coldplay would ever release a greatest hits CD and Google offered me their suggestions and this (the one with the red arrow next to it) made me laugh:














Coldplay is not the only satanic thing around:














Google is apparently a lot of things:















Including dead:
















And the grand prize winner....

Quote Of The Day

Peter's call out of work excuse from "Mr. Griffin Goes To Washington":

Mr. Weed? It's Peter Griffin. I can't come to work today. I was in a terrible plane crash. My entire family was killed and I am a vegetable. I'll see you tomorrow.

Whether that is the correct quote or not is beyond me. Finding exact quotes on the internet when you do not have the actual episode in front of you is almost impossible. Anyway, that is a brilliant excuse, although not as brilliant as his response when he is caught by Mr. Weed:

Oh, yeah, yeah, that plane crash I told you about? It turned out to be gas.

Random Thoughts

Happy Turkey Day! Hope everyone gobbled till they wobbled. I know I certainly did. Ugh. The holidays. Look, I love my family to death, but for the love of God, they drive me up the fucking wall! I think that if I were not so obsessed over every calorie that goes into my body, I would be passed out drunk in the house somewhere. I can't tell you how many times today I got comments like "skinny bitch" and "skinny mini" and "look how skinny you are!". I am so fucking sick and tired of people telling me how skinny I am. I am 5'3 and 1/4 (according to the last time I was measured, which was at my trip to the gyno) and I was 129 pounds when I got on the scale today. Why does no one seem to get that in my eyes that is not skinny? On another person? Probably. Not on me, though. Then again, I could be 85 pounds and that would not good enough for me.

Gee. I don't have any self-image problems, now do I?

I had to laugh when at one point my sister, who I would like to think was joking, turns to me and says, "you know, the bridesmaid should not be skinnier than the bride on her wedding day". Yes. Because God forbid I actually have an advantage over her for once. I mean in general, not on her wedding day. I don't give a shit what I look like compared to her on her wedding day. No, it's the fact that I am thinner than her and that apparently is unacceptable. She already has plenty of advantages over me and she can't just fucking let me be thinner than her.

And I just love how whenever I do anything to lose or maintain my weight, like measure my food or exercise or whatever, I get told I am "obsessed" and "being plain ridiculous". My sister all of a sudden decides to start some treadmill running program a doctor she works with told her to do (she won't listen to me that running is bad for already bad knees, so when she fucks up her knee worse, frankly, I won't feel one bit sorry for her) and does anyone tell her she is being ridiculous? Nooooo. Of course not. It always makes me laugh how everyone gets all pissy at my methods, but then gets pissy with me for being thinner than them. Well, why do you think that is?

And I love, absolutely love, my grandparents with all of my heart, but five minutes with them and my stress levels are through the roof. My grandfather gets set off at the slightest thing (hm, sound familiar?) and will start screaming. My grandmother can't hear for anything and refuses to get a hearing aid because it will make her look older than she already looks (she is 82 years old; I don't know how young she expects to look) and you will be in the middle of a conversation with someone and she will just interrupt it and you can't say anything because then she will get angry and guilt trip you. Oh, and no one's problems are ever as bad as hers. My mom gets stressed out with them too and will constantly say to me to shoot her when she gets old or starts acting like that. I am still trying to figure out how to tell her that she already does.

Oh and I am really, REALLY starting to get tired of the double standards every where I go. At home. At work, where everyone has their own set of rules. My mother can bitch about my father and if I make a same complaint, she gets all defensive on him. I got pissed on Wednesday night because he got up from the table after dinner and went into the living room and sat on his fat ass and watched TV (gee, there is a new scene) and what does she say? Oh he usually helps! Um, she knows damn fucking well he does not! I always end up doing the bulk of the cleaning up after dinner, despite being the only one who now has the excuse of "working all day" (that was always everyone's defense when I bitched about him never helping cleaning up after dinner before he retired. He worked all day! He's tired! Wah!). Why do I never get to use that excuse?

I mentioned a while ago about a time when I was younger and my father came after me for simply saying that I would run away from home. Well, I forgot about a time when I was pretty little, maybe 7, and my mother had came down with a bad case of kidney stones. The whole time she was getting ready to go to the hospital, I was upset and crying because I thought something bad was going to happen to her and finally, at one point, my dad turns to me and yells "Will you stop crying? Your mother isn't going to die, alright?!". Seriously- who says that to a little kid?

Anyway....I missed seeing his performance, but I found this picture of the Situation on the ABC webpage and....where in the hell are his abs? I really don't see them in this one! Awww, is Sitch gaining weight? You know what is funny? His stats, according to Men's Fitness, are 5'11 and 185 pounds. That would make his BMI 25.8, which is technically considered slightly overweight. Now obviously he is not overweight. My stats have me at around 23, which is considered normal weight. Clearly I am more the likely candidate of being "overweight" than he is. This is why I always holler at people to never fully rely on the BMI charts. There are way too many other factors to consider, like body fat. I'd love to know my body fat percentage.

Anyway, this fat talk is boring me. I came across this the other day and....the headline took the words right out of my mouth. I could very well have a malfunctioning gaydar- I don't really know, seeing as it has never been right or wrong- but....for cripes sake.

I'd like for someone to look me in the face and say with a straight face that this picture absolutely does not set off any gaydars.

Dayum, that tanning bed picture is HOT. It makes me want to rip my clothes off and let him do me right there on that tanning bed. And for some odd reason, I want some really cheesy 80's new wave song playing, like "Relax", or "You Spin Me Around" or "Hungry Like The Wolf" blasting while engaging in said activity. Yes. Hungry like the wolf, indeed.

I think I laughed for a good 25 minutes at the comment left by Randal (second down from the top). Seventeen of those minutes alone were spent laughing at the way he addressed him.

Why the hell am I on here still? I have dishes to wash!

Quote Of The Day

From one of my favorite writers on Cracked.com:

I'm definitely glad I brought my good jacket. It is stupid cold tonight. My penis has retracted so far inside my body, that I've got myself pregnant.

Man that would be an ugly baby.

I don't know who this Chris Bucholz kid is, but I want to marry him.

Quote Of The Day

From Bender's Game:

[Scene: Zoidberg's Office. Leela lays on a bed while Zoidberg examines an X-Ray.]
Zoidberg: Well, here's your problem, right here. You've got a skull embedded in your head.

And one of my absolute favorite parts:

[Cut to Hermaphrobot screwing her left breast in place under a street light. Bender falls in front of her, gets up and pulls a sword out from his chest.]
Bender: On guard, man-wench! Prepare to cross blades.

Hermaphrobot: You couldn't afford it, honey. [She snaps her fingers.]

Random Thoughts

Man, I don't know what the hell crawled up my ass and died this week, but I have been one miserable cow. Every single day I woke up on the wrong side of the bed and was cranky as hell. Well, I have a smidgen of an idea of what is making me cranky, but as of right now it is just heresay, but if it is true, I am going to scream. I can't freaking go through this again. I doubt it is PMS, although you never know, since it likes to come whenever it pleases.

My- shocker- stomach isn't helping much. My regimen right now is acidophilus (2 billion CFUs), sawdust- er, Konsyl, and 3 Colace pills a day. And I am still not having any luck. What in the hell is going on in there? I really do not get it. It is like my digestive system does not even function. The only thing I really have any type of success with is Miralax and I am hesitant on starting that as a long term regimen. My next resort is maybe trying a chiropractor.

I just finished watching Jay Leno and the Sitch was on and....seriously, he needs to just not talk. And the whole time he was sitting, he sat with his legs spread wide open. Yes, dirty thoughts were flying through my head, but you do not sit on national television like that. I felt like busting out my megaphone* and climbing in my TV and hollering at him to speak properly and to close his legs. I want to both fuck his brains out and pop a cap in his ass. God, he is so freaking annoying!

*I do not actually own one, but I always dream of owning one. There is something about yelling into a megaphone that excites the hell out of me. In fact, I always want to join a rowing team just so I can sit in the front and scream at everyone to ROW! ROW! ROW!

And doesn't he wook just woh so aworable all dressed up in a suit and tie?! I just wanna pinch his cheeks and bring him home to Mommy! *giving side eye to the screen* But what is up with the pose? He is poised all perfect and gentleman like (lol- he's got girl hands). And we all know he is the furthest thing from a gentleman there is. *narrows eyes* WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?!

We received the new issue of Men's Fitness in work last Friday and naturally I was excited and when I showed it to one of my co-workers, she says "aw, you too?! He even corrupts the good girls!". I really have no explanation for why I find him hot. I blame it on being sexually frustrated. I brutally vilified him until I became sexually frustrated. One hundred percent of the time I saw him in a magazine, I made a face until one day I happened to see a picture of him and all I could think was good god, I'd hit it. And really, he has a decent body, but his abs are not that great. They're just....weird looking. I mean, I see pictures where he looks like a normally ripped guy and then I see others (more often than not) where I am like, what the fuck is he doing when he is training? I saw one picture one time where he was lifting his shirt up and he was kinda standing on an angle and the first thing I thought was, holy jesus, his stomach looks like mine when I am having intestinal issues! His lower abdomen was kinda sticking out all funny.

I see better abs on the beach.

I went on the Body Building forum one day to find what any body builders might have to say about his physique. There were only about a gazillion pages and since even my life is not that ridiculously pathetic to sit and go through all of them, I ended up only finding one actual post on him. And out of all of the postings in regards to the original posting (complete with picture), the one that interested me the most was "Is he wearing makeup?". So I went back up to the original posting with the picture and you know what? I seriously think he is. Add in the giant studs in each ear and....oy vey. He looks a like a drag queen before the full ensemble is put together.

Jesus Christmas. Could you imagine? He already has the chick pants wearing thing down.... actually, you know what? I would be very interested in seeing that. It would probably be one of those things that would be so fucking hideous, it would be tear inducingly beautiful.

Ugh, every single time I think of him in those pants, I lol, then cringe.

It is freaking ridiculous how much I want and need to get laid right now. I really believe I would be less high strung if someone would just fuck me! I did my usual thing the other day to have an orgasm and every time I would come close, I'd pull back to keep building the tension and man, once it hit....OH MY YES! And then something unusual happened afterwards that has never happened before....I cried! Because I realized how much I wanted to share that excitement with someone else.

Man, I can't believe Thanksgiving is next week already. You wouldn't know it, though, with the overload of Christmas already. Ah. Christmas. The time when all of us heathen Godless baby-killing homo-loving libruls* join together to take down Christmas by saying happy holidays.

*anyone who does not want to have a three way with Glenn Beck, Rush Limbaugh, and Sarah

I lol'd at this picture and then I realized that the printer is the same exact ones we have in work. And ours are constantly breaking down. This one made me laugh as well. I can't believe how many comments busted on it. I think it is hilarious. I like the strategically placed hammer.

Speaking of funny shit, what in the hell ever happened to Tony Sinclair? The guy with the huge gap in his teeth in the Tanqueray gin commercials? He was hilarious!

Video Of The Day

YouTube - Phil Collins - Don't Lose My Number (Official Video)

The WTF Of The Day

Yes, I understand this is an emergency. But why is it posted on accuweather.com?

Random Thoughts

Man, did I have a wake up on the wrong side of the bed day.

UGH! Talk about Christmas overload! Since Hallow-heen, I have been bombarded with Christmas stuff everywhere! Why do I not remember it ever being this bad? A few days after Hallow-heen, I heard the Gus second most famous groundhog in Pennsylvania commercial where he sings about dashing through the snow careful on the ice and then a few minutes later, the Pennsylvania lottery one comes blasting on (you know, and best wishes from the lottery). It's crazy. Santa is already at the mall. Christmas music is playing in the mall and in Kohl's. I want to scream.

I adore Christmas. And yet, every year it rolls around, I get so overwhelmingly depressed, I can't enjoy it. The first time I saw Christmas decorations popping up, I felt like sitting on the floor in the middle of the store (I think it was Target) and sobbing.

Not that anyone particularly gives a crap, and I am definitely venturing into TMI territory, but I went to the gynocologist for the first time in about 4 years yesterday. I had to wait over 2 freaking hours. Surprisingly, it took about an hour and 45 minutes before I started getting hostile. I hate going to the gynocologist. It hurts so goddamn bad every time I go. The doctor even used the smallest speculum in the office and I still almost hit the roof. I remember the very first time I ever went to the gynocologist, my mom was all like oh it's not that bad it doesn't hurt that much. As soon as the doctor placed the speculum in me, I almost screamed loud enough to be heard across the Atlantic Ocean. The whoe time during my exam yesterday, all I kept thinking was, how in the HELL am I ever supposed to have sex if this hurts me so fucking bad?

When it comes to medical malpractice, I am always one of the first in line to defend doctors. It is called practicing medicine and people just place way too much trust in doctors curing every single thing that ails them. They are not miracle workers. But anymore, when looking at medical paperwork day in and day out, I am really starting to see why doctors fuck up! It astonishes me how many mistakes I see a day. Wrong dates, no names on papers, no dates on prescriptions, ineligible handwriting (I know doctors are well known for having terrible handwriting, but I cannot believe just how bad some doctors write). Is it really that fucking difficult to write a date- A COMPLETE FULLY LEGIBLE DATE WITH MONTH, DAY, and CORRECT YEAR- on a paper?

People make my head hurt. They really do. I swear, I always have this feeling that if I were to ever end up commiting suicide, I would not be depressed when I do it.

It astonishes me how some people in this world are just ridden with bad luck. I have heard bits and parts on that Zahra Baker story and man, that girl was just dealt one shitty hand in life, only to have it end shitty as well. People are always all up with their karma crap and their "everything happens for a reason", but what things did this young girl do to deserve all this? What is the reason for her to have had to deal with all of this shit and then to be murdered? My answer to that? She was killed because she is better off being dead then to live in this shitty ass world with those psycho ass people and waiting on society to do something to help her out.

I just finished reading Alex Cross's Trial and the whole story made me sick. The descriptions of lynching made me want to vomit. What in the hell ever possessed someone in the past to ever decide that white people were superior?

I read an article a while back about a woman who had stayed in a shit hole- sorry, psychiatric facility for the uber-politically correct- and was ashamed to admit it to people for the longest time. I try to forget ever having to stay in one, but I am not ashamed to admit it. Obviously, it is not something I go bragging about or telling just anyone, but generally when I feel comfortable enough around someone, I will admit to it. My mom is always getting on me that I shouldn't go around telling people about it, but why shouldn't I? Why should I be ashamed? I was sick. I was sick due to medicine that was supposed to be making me better. Medicine that everyone who doesn't know anything likes to tout as wonderful.

I cannot even begin to explain the rage I feel whenever someone asks me why don't I take antidepressants to feel better. Uh, because there is a little thing called "antidepressants can actually make everything worse"! And just like the whole constipation help thing, people like to offer assinine advice that I have already tried:

- You need to try other psychiatric medications. I have- about 9 different ones, including 3 antipsychotics and 1 mood stabilizer
- You have to give it time. I have- a year is the average amount of time I have stayed on a psychiatric drug, except in the case of Wellbutrin and 2 of the antipsychotics

Going back to being sick, my sister was still living at home when I was sick. She was always trying to get me to go out or exercise or whatever with her and I just was not with it enough to do so. And to this day, she still likes to throw it back in my face. I have had enough of it being thrown back in my face and I am telling you right now- the next time she brings it up again will be the last.

While I have been doing it for many years, something I am starting to notice is how I have no backbone when a strange person attacks me, yet if my family slights me, I fly off the handle and have almost no problem letting loose everything I want to say.

We just recently had to get these new cable boxes and every time I change the channel, it freezes for a moment. It was irritating as hell until I realized almost every time I put a channel on, the freezing makes someone have a derp face for a few seconds. I laughed until I almost passed out.

The Awesome Of The Day

Sheer Awesomeness Halloween Edition: Iiiiiiiiii Dooooooooo - WEDINATOR - Funny Wedding Photos

WHAT IS THIS?! Wow. I....I am absolutely speechless.

Okay, now I can have my tween girl at a Justin Bieber concert moment.....*flaps hands excitedly* ZOMG! THAT IS THE MOST FUCKING AWESOME THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!

Video Of The Day

YouTube - Green Day - Working Class Hero (Video)

I love the line "they hate if you're clever and despise a fool". Makes me think of Tea Partiers.

Webpage Of The Day

All I know is I want a job in one of these offices:

- Work Fails & Job LOLs - Monday Through Friday

I have never worked in an office where people did crazy ass shit like this. The most exciting thing I ever saw in my current workplace is when a coworker printed out a picture of a paralegal from one of the lawfirms we deal with who is apparently a real cow and gave her devil horns. The most exciting thing I ever heard was when our records custodian laid out an elaborate plan to get himself workers comp (he'd trip over that box, hit his head on that shelf, break his arm on the other, etc). I still laugh hysterically everytime I think of him saying that.

I go on this page when I am at work during my lunch break, but I realized that maybe that it is not such a good idea. If "the man" is watching whatever sites I go to, things like this and this might start giving them ideas on how to become even bigger cheapskates.

The Awesome Of The Day

How do I spell Homer Simpson's drooling? | Chicago | Yelp

Truly a real issue.

The kid I used to babysit for and I debated over this one day and after much brain using, we just came to the conclusion that it was "glahhhhhhhhh".

Video Of The Day

I could watch this video over and over again and just laugh my ass off:



From 1:26 are the absolute funniest dances.

Quote Of The Day

From "A Big Piece Of Garbage":

Wernstrom: I've waited a hundred years for this, Farnsworth. I give your invention the worst grade imaginable: an A minus....MINUS!

It's Pity Party Time!

I don't know what is going on with me lately, but once again, I am feeling miserable.

While I still believe I am riding on a high, I keep having these moments where I just get so goddamn frigging miserable and irritable and I just....well, I have these moments where I just wish I had the guts to take a gun and blow my brains out. I also keep getting this bizarre feeling of....well, it's hard to describe. Almost like I am separating from myself, almost like a depersonalization, and it freaks me the hell out. It also is starting to make me really fearful that I am heading even further down the path to Crazytown.

I am just tired of everything. I am tired of being such a stuck up, anal retentive, jealous prude. I am tired of being such a good little girl who never drinks or engages in sex. I can't even flirt. The minute I am around a cute guy, my brain makes like Elvis and leaves the building.

There are these guys that come into my workplace once or twice a week and one day, one of them kept teasing me. I briefly wondered if maybe he was flirting with me, but then I came to reason and said no. Who the hell would? He is cute. And now every time I see him, I get extremely bashful and all I want to do is pull my shirt over my head because I feel so hideous.

I hate when I complain about things bothering me and everyone just tells me to brush it off and not let it bother me. Look, I feel worthless enough as it is and anymore, I am really and truly starting to depise meeting new people. Any time I go to any kind of party or something and am introduced to new people, the first thing out of 95% of the people's mouths is, "oh is this the nurse?" (and oh joy! now I am getting "is this the one engaged to be married?" as well) and as soon as I or someone says no, then the person I am being introduced to moves on. It's like oh we can't be bothered with her. No questions on my life or anything. It makes me feel like absolute crap. I feel pretty insignificant as it is. Honestly, I don't particularly care to discuss my life with others because there really is nothing terribly exciting about it, but it would be nice to feel like someone gives some kind of damn about my life. I hardly give a damn about it.

I went to some Italian American shinding on Sunday and naturally, the above happened. Repeatedly. I think my sister picked up on it making me feel like crap and she starts saying she doesn't understand what the big stink is about being a nurse and people would be more interested in hearing about being an x-ray tech or radiation therapist. It failed at making me feel any better.

And I am so fucking fed up with my stomach. I want to scream. It sounds like a minute problem, but when it gets bad enough, a bad stomach can affect almost everything. I don't think anyone without stomach problems (and hell, even some of those with them, e.g. my mom and my sister) can quite grasp exactly how much a bad stomach can affect your quality of life. I flipped out the other day and said "couldn't I live without my intestines?" and my mom said no. Why not? I mean, obviously I know one cannot live without intestines, but....mine barely function anyway! Would it really make a big fucking difference? I am about to just not eat period.

And work is driving me bananas. I swear, I don't know where people get their work ethics nowadays. We have workers who come in and leave whenever they damn well feel like it. A girl who I am kind of friends with, everyday something is always wrong and she wishes she could have called out and she is always wanting to try to leave early and make up the time another day. She left at 3:30 yesterday and I did not see her make up the time today. She was going to try to leave early again today. She never comes in on time and always has some excuse for it. Maybe I am too anal, but pisses me off. These people are given a specific shift and therefore should work it! I come in every day at the same time and leave the same time, give or take a few minutes and depending on what time I clocked in, since god forbid we have a little overtime.

Video Of The Day

A scene I never noticed before, but laughed my fucking ass off when I did:

Picture Of The Day

If this picture does not make you melt, you have no soul:

It’s Okay, Momma’s Got You! - Daily Squee - Cute Baby Animal

Video Of The Day

I do not know it's true meaning, but judging by what I get out of it, a song that is always like a punch to the gut everytime I listen to it...."Breaking The Habit" by Linkin Park:

Quote Of The Day

From "A Big Piece Of Garbage":

Fry: Pine needles. Oh, man, this is great! Hey, as long as you don't make me smell Uranus. [laughs]
Leela: I don't get it.
Farnsworth: I'm sorry, Fry, but astronomers renamed Uranus in 2620 to end that stupid joke once and for all.
Fry: Oh. What's it called now?
Farnsworth: Urectum. Here, let me locate it for you.

The WTF Of The Day

Out of curiosity, I went on my Facebook page and went under "Discover Facebook Pages". For some reason, Facebook is suggesting "I Love Being Black". Um, I would. If I was black!

Then I scrolled down a little further and found something absolutely terrifying- Sarah Palin! How dare Facebook suggest I become a fan of her. And then Glenn Beck as well!

Ugh. The nerve! *stomps off grumbling under breath*

Video Of The Day

"Talk" by Coldplay:

YouTube - Talk - Coldplay

It's funny how I never would have saw myself as a Coldplay fan. But there is just something I cannot put my finger on about their music that I just absolutely love.