Tonight's Grey's Anatomy was probably my favorite episode yet. It just reinforced itself as my favorite show on television. Also, some of the songs during the show were beautiful. Anybody know where I can look up and find a tracklist? That would be spiffy.

Oooh, Janice and Alex and I went to see Wallace & Gromit this afternoon! I loved that movie. It was one of those movies that were great for kids, but had stuff for adults in it too. Chicken Little starts next weekend, I cant wait. Anybody up for seeing it with me? Oh, and there's going to be a Curious George movie out in February. The preview looked really cute. Janice started getting ideas cuz Alex will be three in February and it would be an awesome movie to go to for his birthday. That will be tons of fun :)

I was hella hungover today. Talking to Janice, I figured out what my problem was. The food that I was eating last night was mostly sugary. I need to eat something heavy and greasy after I drink. Im not making that mistake again. Hungover is less than fun.

I was way drunk last night, and when I read Kim's comment (automatically sent to email) I actually had to come back and read what I had written. I knew that I had posted, but I couldnt exactly remember what. I think falling asleep messed me up, but I was exhausted from staying up past 1am the night before and then having to be at work for 9am. I am sooo glad Kelly is working my shift today. There was no way I could have been up and there for 8:30am. As it is, its almost half-past ten and even though Im hungry and want to shower, I really dont think Im ready to stand.

I know my voice is fucked because I said something to the dog when she woke me up before. I think it was from all the laughing so Im really not going to complain. I just sound like I've been a heavy smoker for the past forty years. Trust me when I say a cigarette has never gone near this mouth. I did have a cigar last night though, but you dont inhale those. I wont even light it because I would have to inhale to get it lit. I try to look after my lungs. If you heard me today you'd wonder if my doctor was smoking crack when he told me I didnt need an inhaler. Im debating whether or not to spend the evening at the ER just to get one. Urg, I hate having to do that.

Last night was the most fun I've had in ages. The only people there that I really knew besides Kim was my brother, and Janice when she got there. (That is okay though, Im becomming much better at being in crowds of people that I dont know. Im learning to mingle.) I thought it was cool as hell that Angela and I were going to be wearing the same costume. It was such an obscure costume idea to start with, and for two people who really didnt know each other to come up with it, obviously means this girl and I can get along. Her sister, Jamie, was a riot, not unlike my brother. Also Ryan, Angela's fiancee, was very cool too, as was Jehy (the American girl that Kim knew from school). Jehy's boyfriend, Dave (also Kim's neighbour) was hilarious without saying a word. He totally pulled off Silent Bob and I was very impressed that he didnt say a word until he was out of the door leaving. The evening was awesome.

I did my own makeup and I have to admit, I was impressed with myself. I was a little nervous attempting to give myself smokey looking eyes, but I didnt do a bad job at all. And my eyes being grey-blue kinda popped with the dark makeup. I just wish my hair was uh.. better. Even after sleeping on it, its still rather huge. Paul had backcombed it at work to make it a little large, and I had messed it up a bit with product when I was home, but Kim gave Paul a comb and he really went at it while I was sitting at the table. We're talking, runway model large and puffy. The look I was going for originally was sex hair, but I swear I've never had sex that exciting.

Im just trying to push myself out of bed because Im hungry, and I really want to shower and wash my hair but bed is just so comfy.

I left my wings at Kim's.

Who woulda thought that there would be two succubuses at the party? Im not at all pissy or jealous though because Angela was all sparkley and purple. I just looked like the undead. With wings.

There was a real, live American at the party. She was from Wisconson. She was cool. Her laugh was much better than mine (even though nobody can touch the asthma laugh).

Dave was Silent Bob and actually didnt talk until he was walking off of the step to leave. I was impressed. And he made weenie mummies.

Janice was there!

Angela and Jamie and Ryan are really cool people and fun to hang out with.

Amy came! She got off work early and stopped by to see what was going on. She also drove us home (that makes Amy more awesomer tonight!).

My voice is gone. I think the asthma laugh did it.

I just realized my computer automatically changed the time on its own. Yay!

Im really really drunk so I need sleep.

Today is going just great. I slept in, then got in the shower and finally got to wash my hair since Wednesday. Well, I called it. I washed the perm right out of my hair. No, I lie, it was stringy, but certainly not worth trying to make it curly. I blowdried it and it was grimy. After three shampoos, it was still grimy. Oh its disgusting. Besides the fact that its all frizzy and puffy it feels just dirty. So much for fun hair for tonight.

So yeah, I got my cupcakes made last night, but I completely forgot to try on my fangs. I know I have to file them down to fit on my teeth (damn crooked teeth), but I'll have to rush home after work and do that I suppose. I also forgot to change the jewelery in my lip, and I have no idea how to correctly apply dark makeup to my eyes. I think my plan is to blow home and change my clothes and jewelery, grab my liquor and costume and haul it all up to Kim's.

My day was totally made today when I was messaged by someone who, even though I only know online, hadnt talked to in a year or two. We talked for hours like no time had passed, it was awesome.

Work today was hilarious. I love the people I sit with. Im actually still in a great mood from work. How often do I leave work in a great mood? Best quote of the day came from Todd:

If there's anything worse than a foreigner with a foreign accent, its a foreigner with a British accent.

This is true. Its one thing to have to try and decipher someone butcher American English, but to try and understand someone butchering the Queen's English takes special talent. Oh, and I had a customer call and tell me that his "doo-dad" wouldnt connect. I barely stifled a laugh at him. He might have heard me.

EDIT: My hair! I woke up this morning and some of the hair went from "curly" to "wavy/textured", whereas other parts went to "pin straight". It wouldnt surprise me if, tomorrow, I washed the curl right out of my hair. Currently Im sporting an awesome crown of headset-hair. The way its wavy is actually really nice though. I told Paul that Im going to need to get a real perm to make it like that, cuz obviously the temp-perm just isnt doing the job. Im off to make cupcakes!

I was reading this site, and came across the best quote I've heard today:

...some women have been known to willingly "ingest" a certain dubious "body fluid" made by men, during moments of "intimacy." (These moments are known as "blow jobs." These women are known as "awesome.")

I have curly hair. For the first time in fourteen years, I have curly hair. Do I like it? I dunno yet, it'll take a couple of days to settle. Right now the ends are curlier than the roots, Im hoping that that will even out. The very front of my hair didnt seem to take the curl very well, its still mostly straight. If it looks horrible I'll just straighten my bangs. What didnt clue into me at all was the fact that now with curl its approximately a full two inches shorter than it was before. I feel naked.

So I had run into Sydney because I was going to get stuff to bake cookies tomorrow night for the party on Saturday. When I was in the grocery store I realized the error of my ways. My internal monologue went something like Get a grip Jenna, bake something you know you cant screw up. Prepackaged cakemix and a can of icing it is. I plan on getting creative and attempting to draw jack-o-lantern faces on them. Lets see how far that goes.

...

At my house, we have our regular phone number, and a second phone number on the same line (different ringtone). The problem with having the second number is that it is listed in the phone book under someone else's name and address. You can imagine how annoying this gets. I come home today and the phone is ringing my ring (nobody ever calls me so this is weird) and I pick it up and get "ISSAT YOU MARY?" shouted in my ear. Obviously Im not Mary, and I politely reply "No, Im sorry, you have the wrong number" and the deaf old lady hangs up. Ten minutes later the phone rings again. I pick it up again, ready this time.

ISSAT YOU MARY?
No, ma'am you have the wrong number.
OH, THIS IS WHAT NUMBER IS FOR MARY IN THE PHONE BOOK
I know, they have it wrong in the book.
DO YOU LIVE ON *this* STREET?
No, I do not, and I dont know Mary's number.
OKAY SORRY BYE

Yes, we've called the phone company and requested they update the phone book. And no they have not.

...

And Im rather annoyed at having to spend the night sitting in waiting for my brother to get home.

On my last call:

me: Sir, you're connected with the red ethernet cable?
customer: No, I have an Apple.

Dont believe Apple users are automatically smart.

The electricity was out when I got home last night so I couldnt post about my new shoes, or my new purse, or the Clinique foundation that I paid $26 for. The moment has passed, I wont bore you with the details. After shopping, we went back to Kim's where she cooked supper (chicken and pasta, yumm!) and then we proceeded to make the treat bags that she'll be giving out on Hallowe'en. Then town lost electricity so I went home. Its hella freaky driving around in the complete darkness.

I get to work today and they told me that the draw for the 50" flat screen television was yesterday. I did not win. I also did not win the second prize (a Dell Inspiron 6000, the laptop I already have), or the third prize (an Xbox). I did win a consolation prize of a $15 gift certificate for the mall. Had I have known I woulda went and got it last night and used it toward my purchases. Oh, well. I can go to Sobey's and use it to buy my alcohol for Saturday night.

My request for time off on Sunday is still pending, so I offered to trade my Sunday shift for Kelly's Monday shift so that she can take her little one out trick-or-treating. She had to wait and see if she could get a sitter for Sunday, but she really wanted to trade. My mother was not pleased because it left my brother home alone handing out treats. It didnt matter though that the original plan was me being home alone handing out treats. My mother is weird.

Mark this on the calendar, Im actually going to bed early!

Christa (at work) just shouted: "Buttplugs! Everybody needs buttplugs!!". Best quote I've heard all day.

EDIT: I corrected my spelling for Corrine.

I just got home from getting my car looked at. Im lying, after that we went to a hair store, but we were only there maybe forty-five minutes. We sat at GM from one o'clock until about three, or later. I was convinced they were taking my engine apart. There was a fuse went (something to do with a fan?) that caused the light to stay on. It was covered under warranty so it didnt cost me anything. Score!

Paul had come with me so that he could make an appointment to get his oil changed and whatnot, and he wanted to run into Glamour to get something. We were ready to leave Glamour when these two weird men came in, and when Joann told them they had to be licenced hair stylists to shop there they ignored her and went in anyway. We stayed until they were gone because she was working by herself. I had mentioned that we were going to perm my hair and she suggested a temporary perm. They had an ISO one that doesnt cause damage or anything (perfect for overprocessed hair like mine), and it washes out in like twenty shampoos, so I can test drive a perm, as it were. While I was there I also bought product so that I can just scrunch and go once I do get curly hair. I dont intend to start doing all kinds of fancy styling to it. I dont do that to my straight hair.

Oh, and on the way home we saw that gas was down to 99.9 cents/litre!! I pointed it out and the two of us squealed. It excited me to where I wanted to get gas even though I dont need it.

Janice came to pick me up this morning and Emma was after taking off when Mum left for work. My father doesnt care, he just lets her go assuming nothing is going to happen. I cant stand that man. We live close to a school, and close to a highway, that dog should not be left roaming around by herself. We drove down the road and she followed us and was running out onto the main road (which turns into a highway around the corner) so I get out of the car and walk home, hoping she'd follow me. She did, but wouldnt come close enough to me so that I could grab her. When I get home I went in and opened a package of sandwich meat and walk up and down my little block looking for me. She was in the yard two houses up from ours and must have smelled the ham because that's when she came running over to me. I grabbed her collar and hauled her home and hooked her up in the front yard. I had gotten my exercise without even making it to the gym at that point.

Anyway, the gym. Its been a long time coming, but I finally joined. I weigh about fifteen pounds more than I thought I did, which was rather disapointing. I did figure out correctly what my weight should be for my height, and I need to lose between sixty to sixty five pounds. It sounds like a lot, especially when you think that its unhealthy to lose more than two or three pounds in a week. But (!), if all goes well I should be at my goal weight by next summer.

The workout was hella fun! I actually got kinda damp during the workout, which means I worked up a sweat. Im tired now, but Im not used to doing any real exercise, plus I ran about the neighbourhood chasing the dog this morning, too. I need to go at least three times a week, not a problem considering they're still open when I get off work, and my days off are through the week. Also between Janice, Kim and Amy there will always be someone to go with. Its more fun to go with someone, and since Im new, Im a little self-consious about it.

Now I have to go and get ready to take my car into the GM dealership to get looked at.

Im very frusterated right now. I went to see my doctor finally, and I left his office feeling totally blown off. I first told him that I wanted an inhaler because I dont have one, and my breathing is starting to bother me. I got nowhere with that. He listened to my lungs, on my back, through my jacket and shirt, and told me my lungs were fine. If my lungs are fine why cant I breathe? I told him that my ears were infected, he didnt even look in my ears. He did look at my throat there and was surprised to see infection (cause, you know, its all in my head). Oh, and when I mentioned about my wrist and he handed me a pamphlet telling me how to sit and whatnot. I had to practically beg him to write me a note so that work can provide wrist support for my keyboard and mouse, because they wont give it to me without documentation. Im so frusterated I could cry.

On a lighter note, I went to school with Paul today so that he could practice for the exam (since its my head he'll be doing the exam on) and I left with a roller set. My hair is very large right now. Oh, and he wants me to get a perm. Not a poodle perm, but a loose, wavy curl. I kind of want to go for it. Any thoughts?

Tomorrow, Janice and I are going to join the gym. At least I think we are, I have to call her later to verify, but that was the plan. After that I have to take my car into the dealer to see why the engine light is on. I wont tell them its been on since last December. Shh.

Well, I didnt go "out" because nobody had called me. No worries though, I went for supper with Mum and Paul. I had come in late from work and Paul was looking to go somewhere to eat, so I offered to go to Boston Pizza if he did my hair. The last time I ate at Boston Pizza was a year and a half ago in Dartmouth. I had not eaten at the local one since they built it in the summer, and I wanted to try it. (Oh, and we're totally "eating out" snobs.) Anyway I had wanted him to do my hair because I bought this new product to make my hair all messy and I had had my hair up all day and wanted something done with it (I'll get to that later).

So we go to Boston Pizza and the place is packed. We sat and waited for ten or fifteen minutes for a table, which we totally didnt mind. We like to people watch anyway (this means Paul and I criticizing what other people wear and do with their hair). Then we get seated. The server came over and I heard "Hi, my name is Spike and I'll be your waiter for the evening" and near broke my neck to check and see if the guy's name was actually Spike. It was not, his name was Blake, but he was going to be Spike for the rest of the evening. (For those wondering, he was alright looking, but gay so it didnt matter.) So we order our drinks while we're looking over the menu, and my brother points out the obvious: he always gets pasta, I get chicken, and Mum gets a sandwich. When we were actually ordering, he got pasta (fettucini in white wine sauce with scallops and shrimp), I get chicken (chicken parmeagan with garlic mashed potatoes), and Mum was going to order ribs. They didnt have ribs so she had to order the beef dip sandwich. She was not pleased with them not having any ribs left, and even though she let poor Spike know it, she didnt make a scene or get us kicked out. Phew.

While we were waiting for our food, one of the servers walked by and she had her hair up in a messy ponytail and I turn to my brother and say "I hate having perfect hair" and send him into a fit of giggles. He wasnt just laughing at the statement, he was laughing because it was true, my hair doesnt get messy, its too straight. I hate it! I had to go out and spend $10 on product to make it messy when other girls are lucky enough to have it be like that naturally! When I was in buying my product, I was telling Joann (the girl at the store) that I was looking for something to make it messy because it "just does this" and she laughed and said "People are always trying to get their hair to be like that, and you hate it". I know, I know, Im weird, but the grass is always greener and whatnot.

Also, while we were waiting for our food, Paul was flipping through the drink menu and they have some of the best looking cocktails that I've seen anywhere around here! He turned to me and said "Um, we so have to come here for drinks and dessert some night". Always up for that, I am, so I agreed. They make martinis! And fancy slush! It was exciting. Sometime in November, Im going to plan a Drinks & Dessert evening out.

So, finally we get our food. Now, I swear that my meal was supposed to come with a starter salad according to the menu, but it didnt. Mum said that I should have asked, but I didnt want to. The meal was disappointing to look at, it was the potatoes, chicken, and a piece of garlic toast. Nary a vegetable, I was a tad disappointed. The food was really good though. Im not a potato connasseur, so I wont talk about that, but the chicken was delicious. It actually filled me more than I thought it would. Mum and Paul enjoyed their dinners also.

I had finished my glass of pop before I actually got my food and put my glass to the side of the table. We were talking and wondering if refills here were free and I made a comment about "Spike" and Mum said something along the lines of "They didnt have any ribs, they better be giving me a free refill" and then Spike comes from behind me and sort of slams down another drink in front of me. I dont know if he meant to slam it down, or if he just kind of did that as he was walking by quickly. We laughed though, joking that he slammed it down because he didnt like me calling him Spike. Once Mum and Paul finished their drinks, they put the empties at the edge of the table by me as well, and Spike came by and picked up the emptys and came back with three new drinks. This was while I still had my second one mostly full in front of me. So that's three glasses of pop that Im supposed to drink.

We finish eating and we were debating dessert. The restaurant didnt have dessert menus on the tables, so when he asked if we were having anything else, I asked for the menu to look over (Paul was glad, he was curious too). Their dessert menu consists of maybe eight desserts, but they look really really good. We ended up getting the slice of Rolo ice cream cake to split between the three of us. The thing was about the size of my head. I could not have eaten the entire thing if I had have gone in there starving, let alone after eating a meal. It was a good thing that we decided to share it anyway. How did it taste? It was to die for, no exaggeration. At this point, Paul and I had decided that we are most definately coming again for D&D, it didnt matter how we got there.

So, for those keeping track, that was three drinks, three entrees, and one dessert. How much did it come to? $60.82. The entrees were expensive, so were the drinks. The dessert was only $5.99, and for the size of it, it was well worth it. We were pricing the alcoholic drinks, and they were around $5 and $6 per drink which is not a whole lot more expensive than what you'd pay in a bar, anyway. So Paul and I figured to get a group to go in for D&D and split one or two desserts and have a drink or two and it wouldnt be too expensive. A decent night out. November.

Anyway, back to my hair. I had done my hair up in twists for work because I was too lazy to blowdry it, so when I came home and took it out it had a bit of a curl to it. Paul used my product to define the curl a little better and give it some volume. Also, he used his foiling comb to backcomb my hair, therefore giving it even more lift. It didnt look bad at all, actually it looked pretty good on me. Totally bar hair. I would like to do it again from washed, rather than worn all day, I think it would look much better. Tomorrow it is going to look like a rat's nest, and its going to be hell to wash, but such is the price to pay for looking cute. That was sarcasm. I even wore *gasp* makeup, which is a rare occurance nowadays, since I've totally let myself go.

Last night was fun. I actually socialized! Kim and I went to Tim Hortons to hang out and kill time before we were going to get together with Susan and Janice. This also involved driving around listening to Christmas music (in October) while I laughed hysterically at the South Park Christmas songs. I couldnt help it, you had to be there. Naturally, we had to go to the far gas station to get gas, it was three cents cheaper than right in town. So after that we went to Kim's to wait for Janice to get home. We didnt get the call to go out there until something like twenty past eleven. It was the first time that I had seen Susan since June 19th, so it was really good to see her again, and hear her crazy stories from the woods (wink wink, nod nod). Unfortunately neither Kim nor I could stay out really late due to sheer exhaustion, but Im supposed to be doing something with them again tomorrow night so it will make up for it.

I realized today that I sit with people who are awesome. I sat with Jennifer all summer when I had my 8:30am shift, and we get along well anyway, so that's fine. Robyn is sitting on the other side of me, she gives me the giggles! Kelly sits across the aisle from Robyn. I didnt really know Kelly before, but she seems really fun. Tanya sits over the wall from Kelly, and Tanya is really fun to joke around and talk with. And Todd sits next to Tanya (across the aisle and over the wall from me), and, well Todd is an HR department's worst nightmare, but you know he's joking, so its alright. Plus Im flirty anyway. Anyway, Jennifer and I colored all afternoon, and if you're thinking that its kinda sad cuz Im 24 and coloring, she's 30. Its what we do there. And I got a half hour of VTO today. Kickass!

Im getting sick. Its why I've been feeling like crap the past couple of days, Im getting the flu. It always starts with fatigue, aches, and chills. Next comes sore throat, stuffy nose and headcold. Then the fun comes, when all that mucus that was in my nose moves down into my lungs and I am no longer able to breathe. Also, you cant forget the coughing. I havent ever heard anyone beat my cough. I havent progressed to the mucus factory yet, but I figure I will be at this point next week. Stay tuned!

So I created a BlogRoll, but I got frusterated playing around with the script trying to make it look like my links currently do so I gave up. Im too sick to deal with that on my own at this point, so my links are going to remain looking the same. I'll just have to edit them the old fashioned way.

Questionable Content has some of the best tshirts that I've seen associated with a comic strip. I already have the Aerodynamically Curvaceous one, and I've just preordered the ASCII broken heart one. Yay!

Also: Beaver and Steve!

I saw a bald eagle on the way to work today. I was going over the New Bridge and it was low enough that I could make sure that it was not a seagull. I was surprised that I actually saw an eagle so close to town.

I filled my car with gas today (from an eighth of a tank) and it only cost me $45.

Last night I went out and *gasp* socialized. News @ 11.

It is a grey day outside and Im tired. My body is tired, but moreso, my spirit is tired. There are things that I could should be doing right now but I just do not have it in me to do anything but sit and watch television right now. I feel too wore out, and all I did today was go to work. Granted, working at a job that you hate can really wear you out, I know this, but I try to like it. I can honestly say that I love the people that I work with, I just hate doing the job. I was telling Susan last night, I would absolutely love to just quit my job in January and just kick around until September and then go back to school. I cant particularly afford to do that, but I would make it work. I need something different. Im ready for a big change.

So Mom was sending Paul up town earlier for KFC for her for lunch tomorrow. I told him to stop at the grocery store and get me ice cream and he told me to get my shoes on and we'd go to Dairy Queen. Normally at DQ I get a chocolate chip cookie dough Blizzard but they dont make them anymore so I decided I was going to get something different. Obviously I dont like DQ as much as I once did, because nothing really seemed to turn my crank once I got there. I decided to get an Oreo Blizzard. It tasted less like Oreo cookies, and more like animal crackers. It was gross.

But on a better note there will be a get-together on Thursday night now that Susan is back in civilization. I have decided that, since I have to work at 9am the next day, I am going to remain sober. This is okay, though, because I will be hella drunk at Kim's next weekend :D

If I get nothing else accomplished today, at least I shaved my legs.

I was watching Live @ 5 and they were doing a story on teenagers and sex, and apparently there are kids today that think that if a boy drinks Mountain Dew before having sex it will kill his sperm and they wont make a baby. Why are children today so dumb? This is why sex should be taught in school.

Also, I got up early this morning and went and got my flu shot. John, the nurse who does it every year was kind of excited because this was the ninth year that I had gone and gotten it done. He figured that I was probably one of his first, which is probably true. I didnt figure it would have been that long ago, actually, but he showed me the records. You cant argue with records. Then I came home and went back to bed ...until 2pm.

Oh, and I saw a rainbow today and it was breathtakingly beautiful.

I realized that Kim's Hallowe'en party is in less than two weeks and I have no idea what to do with my hair. I kinda want to have messy looking sex-hair, but my hair is very difficult to style, it just stays straight and doesnt do anything. I'll hafta talk to Paul. There is probably a product that I can buy to make it do what I want.

It just showed on the news that gas in Eskazoni is down to 95.9 cents/litre. Hopefully gas everywhere else will drop that low soon.

My comments are fixed :D Props to Squirk for teaching me how.


Oh, and I think this is the greatest idea ever. I had seen it last night and I was telling Christa today at work and she thought it the greatest thing ever as well. I would probably do it, Im raunchy like that.

If I say that my day cant get any worse, it will, so Im not going to say it, but ..goddamn this day has been horrible so far. Ok, so it goes like this. I get up at 7am and its still dark out because its raining like a motherfucker outside. As Im driving to work its thundering and lightening-ing outside and I get to Tim Horton's and pull into the drive through and nobody comes. I sit and wait for like 5 minutes and pull away because the store is closed. Closed! At like 8am. Unacceptable!

Fine then, I'll go to McDonald's, I think to myself and pull in there because there's like four or five cars parked there. I sit at that drive through for five minutes before I get fed up with that and leave. I decide to try another Tim Horton's because I was friggin hungry and I needed caffene. Again, I sit for five minutes until I get pissed off and just go to work. There I find out that the power is out over the whole area. Not our building though, we have generators. If you could see my face now, you'd know.

So about 10:30am I get that familiar pain in my abdomen that makes me hate being a girl. Great. Unprepared, as I always am go to the washroom where the machine eats my money. Awesome. Naturally, because its me, I happened to be scheduled to work Sunday mornings with a bunch of guys and three middle-aged women who have all had hysterectomies (I dont care if I misspelled that). How do I handle it? I have to email my brother to call Jenelle to bring stuff with her on her way to work. I knew that she would be here within the hour and I'd be alright until then. Jenelle saved my day.

As annoyed as I am, I find the whole thing comical, I really do, which is why Im breaking my own rules and posting from work.

Its piss-pouring raining outside and my bedroom smells like wet dog. Joy.

Guess what I downloaded! A techno remix of The Chicken Dance!!

I need to see the new Wallace & Gromit movie. Need to see it.

There was almost an immolation when I was lighting the barbeque. Crisis averted, though, so no worries.

Its really warm in my house today and it is becomming uncomfortable. The ceiling fans were already on in the kitchen and I had to put the desk fan on in the living room. A month from now the house will be really cold, so I should probably savour these moments.

Im listening to The Cranberries.

It was weird earlier, I was in the kitchen and Molly was outside the back door and Emma was in the kitchen. So then all of a sudden Molly's barking and scratching at the door to come in and when I let her in she's all at my feet, following me everywhere until finally she let me pick her up and she was okay. I think the dog is going a little mental in her old age (she's nine) because never does she look to be picked up, unless you're looking out a kitchen window, which I was not. Something outside obviously scared her. She really needs a haircut.

I straightened my hair down today, I didnt flip it out. It comes to the base of my neck and touches my shoulders. In a months time I'll be able to actually put it behind my shoulders. This is exciting! It finally feels like my hair is getting long. I have to go to school with Paul on Monday because Im still his model for his board exam. I get free haircuts!

I am listening to Tool.

So my doctor's office called today and the one on the phone was a titknob. They were wanting me to go in monday at 9:45am to get my flushot but that doesnt work with me having to go to school with Paul so I told them that I'd have to get back to them. Then I asked her about rescheduling my appointment that was supposed to be this Tuesday. She was relaying back and forth between me and the actual secretary, and I swear this girl had no idea what was going on. Anyway I go see him at 4:15pm on Monday the 24th. Only another week later *sigh*.

I am listening to Acid Bath. Scream of the Butterfly makes me feel cozy :)

I am so glad that I started my blog when I did. The new blogger templates suck! Hardcore. I was poking about last night because I was bored and I was so not impressed with any of them. Also, I had created a new LiveJournal account for something to do, and they're new template styles are teh suck also. I was rather disgusted looking at both of them lastnight. My current LJ account allows me a lot more functionality than the new ones do and I'd be damned before I would pay for something like that. I prefer Blogger anyway. Familiarity, I think.

Oh! I changed the jewelery in my labret today! I took out my spike (my favorite spike) in favor of something a little smaller. Actually, I debated putting in my catchbead hoop that I still had from one of my nipples (disinfected, of course) but decided to go with one of my really tiny bars. It's really, really tiny and has a little sparkly jewel in it. I thought about putting the blue one in but went with the clear. Something different.

Now its time to get supper ready, I took out porkchops to barbeque because I can barbeque porkchops like nobody's business.

"It is a fool who believes battle is the only way to victory."

Random fact about Jenna that you really didnt need to know #6035:

Biting is hot. Not you biting me, but me biting you. Rawr!

And people who draw this well really shouldnt feel self-consious about it.


Unrelated: Anyone remember the show Blossom? Isnt she ugly now?

Friends buy each other sex toys when they're in need. Backstory: Amy is worse than I am when it comes to being horny, so Kim and I decided like a month ago that we were gonna buy her a vibrator. Fast forward to two days ago, when Kim and I head into one of the sex stores (we have two!) to make said purchase. Neither of us had ever been in this particular store before and the selection of videos that they had was the largest that either of us had ever seen. I would make a guess and say they had about a thousand movies there for rent, if not more. It was quite impressive. Anyway, that was not what we were there for. They didnt have a huge selection of toys, but they did have quite an array of toys produced by Sue Johanson. Now, I have a pretty good imagination when it comes to this stuff, but some of those vibrators I really couldnt figure out how one would go about using them. Moving on, the sheer amount of double-ended dildos honestly surprised me. My brother said it is the new thing with hetero couples. That I cant understand. Anywho, we pooled our money and purchased two nice little starter vibrators. Then we went and bought ourselves candy. Kim and I already have vibrators. With faces on them. :D

So today I showed my brother what we had gotten her and he joined in by purchasing some lube to go with the toys. So we went to Amy's tonight and gave her her presents (Kim and I did buy "real" presents) away from her family, naturally. Also, we had ice cream cake. Yay for ice cream cake. After that we moseyed into Pizza Delight where we had dinner and dessert. What you have to realize is that we're crazy people. You take us as a group and put us in a public setting and the chances of us causing a scene is greatly increased. So, yeah, Paul ordered cheesecake for dessert and it was undercooked or something so he sent it back and ordered strawberry shortcake. That came and the strawberrys were still frozen. Well, not frozen, but they were all crystally and you could tell just by sticking your fork in them. So we were all sitting there bitching about it and the waitress came over to ask how things were Paul stopped and with a straight face said that it was wonderful, then proceeded to finish off the still-frozen dessert. I almost made my honking-like-a-goose noises I was laughing that hard. On the way home we listened to Christmas carols. Yes, Christmas carols. I know its not even Hallowe'en yet, but we're weird.

As much fun as we have when we're drinking, I can have as much fun, or more fun with my friends when we're sober.

Oh, and I have to tell you about my tits! I had the best cleavage tonight! It was so good that if I had a decent digital camera I would take a picture and show you my cleavage. That probably means nothing to most, but when you have small breasts like I do it means a lot.

Also, I have a pimple on the edge of my lip and it hurts like hell.

When I move my left hand back and forth all is well. When I move my right hand back and forth I can hear cracking in my wrist. This is not right. Its 11:03am, Im not even out of bed yet, and my wrist is sore. It was sore when I got up to go to the bathroom, before having even touched my computer. I was doing so well on my days off too!

Im not jealous that's he's living with the new woman (she can have him). Im depressed because it's only been three months and I dont even have the self confidence to start dating again. There, I said it. I dont have enough confidence in myself to move on. I cant get past Im not pretty enough and Im not thin enough. Logically, I know that Im my own worst critic and that most people probably think that I look fine, but when I look in the mirror I only see the flaws lately. Of course, because if I can see them, that must mean that everyone else can (yes that was sarcastic). I cant see me as someone that a guy would look at, you know what I mean?

I know, I know, its only been three months and Im getting frusterated. I cant help it, in my head I feel like I should be moved on by now and Im not. I cant get past myself to do that. Maybe Im more comfortable when Im depressed. I've been depressed a lot the past ten years or so. I've been really depressed to the point where things have gotten drastic. Things are not drastic now, that's not what Im saying, but you just get used to being a certain way and it gets comfortable. I was comfortable being in a relationship, it was easy to just go through the motions, rather than change it. Now everything's different and Im having a hard time dealing with the change. My mother's father did not handle change well and they blamed that on him having gone to WWII, but what if it was something deeper than that? Those things can be passed down. Back to the self confidence issue, I dont have enough faith in myself to make a huge life change out of the blue. I always wait until long after I should have before I actually make my move.

I dunno, maybe I should, like, talk to somebody about it. That doesnt mean that I will. Verbalizing my feelings is something that I have a very difficult time doing, which is why I blog. The words are now out, even if nobody reads them, and I can feel better.


I turned off commenting on this post because this is not a pity party. If you really have something to say email me.

My mother just told me that the doctor's office called and they want to change my appointment that's currently scheduled for next Tuesday. I made the appointment two and a half weeks ago, and October 18th was the earliest I could get at the time and they want to move it. I hate this. My wrist is not getting better and now Im going to have to wait even longer to see him about it. Its no use even going to the ER because they're just looking to get people in and out. Basically, you get a prescription, and you're on your way. This is so frusterating. If I lived in a bigger city this wouldnt happen, we wouldnt have such a shortage of doctors. Its so frusterating. This is why going to the doctor is always the last thing I do when something is wrong.

Happy Birthday Amy!

Emma (the big dog) tought herself a new trick today. She has mastered the art of opening the screen door and letting herself outside. There are obvious problems with this, namely, she has not learned how to attach herself to her chain before going outside.

Oh, and my brother just got me to give him a mohawk. Mother is not pleased.

Kim and I did a little shopping today.

Heh.

Heh heh.

I'll tell ya Thursday :)

This article has been niggling on my mind the past few days. I have to admit, I never would have thought that the Roman Catholic church would back down from the Bible. What's next, birth control? Same gendered marriage? Abortion? The new pope was supposed to be conservative like JP2, but I guess he's surprising us all. I wonder how long it will take before he's assassinated.

For the record, I, for years, have felt that the Bible was more along the lines of mythology based on (perhaps) factual events. I'll give it that much.

Oh, and Corrine told me a bit of amusing gossip about my ex. He did move, and right in with his new woman. You know, the one he had immediately after I broke up with him. After four years I wouldnt live with him, but he and her are living together after like two and a half months. Ahhh, true love.

I got my new shift. So far, everybody but Cecelia has been all "Well, its not that bad". My father was like "You dont have a social life anyway...". Thanks. My brother will be absoutely thrilled because I got the days off that he wanted me to. Anyway, you're wondering what it is, I will be off on Mondays and Tuesdays (I needed Mondays to go to school with Paul), and I will work from 9:00am to 6:00pm. I think its a kickass shift. I would have preferred Sunday/Monday off, but there wasnt anything like that left when I got there so I took the best that I could get and Im pleased with what I got. No more having to book hours off at the end of my shift if I want to go out and do something. No more having to trust my mother to tape all of my shows on Sunday nights for me because I'll be home in time. Heck, I'll be home in time to actually eat supper at a decent hour, and I dont have to get out of bed before 7:00am to get ready for work. This will be a good shift.

The only reason I was hungover yesterday was because I didnt eat anything before I went to bed. That, and I went to bed still really drunk as opposed to slightly buzzing. Well, not getting much sleep didnt help much either. Naturally this dog decided that Saturday was the perfect night to sleep in my bed with me. Dont fool yourself, she might be a small dog, but she takes up most of the bed and good luck trying to move her. It was the first time this year that I was in any way sick after drinking, and it will probably be the last. Oh, and me getting hungover is getting a very slight headache, and needing to eat something heavy to get rid of the mild gut rot. I probably *could* have worked if I wasnt so damn tired. It was worth it though, Saturday was hella fun, and I havent had Sunday dinner (Thanksgiving dinner to boot!) with my whole family since my cousin has been home. That was like six months ago. Keep in mind that since I was born we've had dinner together every Sunday.

Oh, and I really do not like my father, but I hate him x1000 when he's drinking. Let that be known.

I've done nothing but eat the past two days and Im all fat and bloated. Now, I suppose Im a picky eater, but I really dont like to call myself that. Im picky about the way my food is prepared, and the way I eat my food, rather than what I actually eat. Granted there is food that I dont like, but I like a lot of different food and Im not afraid of trying new things. That said, I dont care much for turkey. I find turkey too dry, and it makes me really tired when I eat it. So when I sit down to a turkey dinner I usually stick to vegetables and dressing (or, if you prefer, stuffing). Im happy with string beans, cabbage, and dressing. I can make a meal out of that. Anyway, yesterday Mom cooked a Butterball turkey and GODDAMN was it good! That turkey was more moist today, reheated, than regular turkeys are when they're freshly cooked. She informed me that she bought four of them. Oh. My. Goodness. I cant wait for the next one, even if its just us, and not the extended family.

Did I forget to tell you that guy at work* decided to tell me at work Saturday that he's liked me as long as he's known me? That's two years if anyone is wondering. Its too bad that Im all jaded and whatnot now, eh? Really though, he's liked me since two years. That's a long time. Its not like he was trying to get me to go out with him or anything. Him and Brittany were kind of hooking up. Well, she was trying her damndest to get with him. Before anybody jumps to any conclusions, as much as I love guy at work and think he's a great guy, Im not attracted to him, you know what I mean? He's one of the funniest people that I know, and he's got a really nice car, but I dont know if I could ever see it going beyond friendship.

Speaking of guys, if one more person asks me if the ex is moved yet I think Im going to punch someone. I do not keep track of him because it isnt important for me to do that. If someone wants to tell me some gossip, that's fine, but I dont know why people expect me to be all up on what he's doing now. First my mother, then my aunts at dinner yesterday. It annoyed me greatly.

Oh, and Paul's friend Karla is apparently becomming a pothead in order to hook up with my cousin Jon (who is best friends with my ex). Paul is not pleased with her because Jono has had a few of his friends and its nothing more than hookups. Karla is going to town everyday afterschool and getting high with them apparently, and he invited her to my ex's party that was on Saturday night. Karla, by the way, is seventeen (Jon is twenty-one) and a bit naive. I dont think she can handle being a booty call. She's a little too naive for that, but you gotta learn somehow, and like I told Paul, its her choice to make.

I have a shift bid tomorrow. I shall sleep now and update on that later.



*Name withheld because I dont know who from work reads this, and Im allowed to be discreet if I want to be.

So yeah, guess who was too hungover to make it to work today.

Third post in like, what, half an hour? I dont care. Discovering this at almost 4am while drunk made me laugh (outloud, by myself) like only a drunk person could. Thank you.

Copied and pasted from Corrine's LJ:

wanted : soemone to have sex with jenna or amanda. anyone will do..

ps were drunk..

and jennas easy.

I am, I swear!

Really goddamned drunk. Earlier, I was so drunk I could hardly see. Then I was seeing double. Now my skin still feels numb, and Im real friggin tired. But, you know, I hafta blog. Im a winner. Anyway it was the first time I actually hung out with Corrine and Amanda in (literally) years and I had so much fun. Not just because I got sto drunk that I was seeing double, but because we had fun. Best quote of the night: Corrine "I've seen a lot of penises", oh and we cant forget, Corrine "25 times in one weekend", and that was just with her Mom there :D

I learned that Amanda reads my blog. Hi Amanda! Also, Kim left before I got intoxicated, but I was "drunk" after two coolers so she would have been proud. I was wrecked after three, but I managed to finish off the four of them. Cant waste liquor. In eleven hours I will be at work, so I probably should go to bed. I can sense a hangover tomorrow, but well worth it.

Its raining like a motherfucker outside and Im not impressed. I spent most of the day with rain hair. Rain hair. Yeah, I was hot.

For lunch I decided that I wanted McDonald's because I didnt have any cash on me, and they had a drive through. So I give the tithead my order and pull up to the pay window and hand her my debit card and she informs me that the debit at the window doesnt work, but I can go inside and pay. I look at her and ask "What about the other window?", "Oh there's no cash at that one" she replies "but the debit inside works". "No" I said, "its raining and I am not getting out of my car". So she went and said something to somebody in the background and came back and reaffirmed that I would have to park, and get out and walk in the rain to pay for my food, exactly what I was avoiding by going through the drive-through in the first place. I told her nevermind and drove away. My poor girl at the pick-up-food window didnt know what to make of it. As I was leaving the parking lot it occurred to me how snotty I actually was to her, but oh well. I went and got Subway for spite.

Im currently sitting here on my bed waiting for my brother to finish eating so that he can drive me to Corrine's so that I can get my drunk on. Dont worry, I fixed my rain hair, and even put makeup on (because I need to look presentable if nothing else), not that there will be boys there, I just wanna look pretty.

Today was a milestone. Three months ago today I became single. Also three years ago I started working at my current place of employment. To celebrate, I went shopping. Again. I bought a little courderoy jacket, a belt, and jewelery at Rietman's. Then I went to Zellers because I was looking for something to make my face less oily and I bought Biore cleanser, and, AND, a Happy Bunny calendar. Happy Bunny! Im a winner!

So I was sitting here just listening to tunes when the song Breathe by Anna Nalick came on and she sang this:

If I get it all down on paper it's no longer inside of me
Threatening the life it belongs to.
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary screamin' out aloud
And I know that you'll use them however you want to.

And I realized that it totally applied to this blog.


Also, I changed the picture in my user profile, yet again.

Corrine and I were talking about my cousin who goes to school with her,

Corrine... says:
i think he has matured a bit, when i asked him what *name undisclosed* is doing and he told me that *name undisclosed* is living in his parents basement and working at a call centre and hanigng out with little kids
.eye candy. says:
but still, i'd be really surprised if he up and matured in the 3mths since i've really talked to him
Corrine... says:
so it seemed like he didnt really approve or something
.eye candy. says:
there's nothing wrong with living in your parents basement and working at a call center, lol
Corrine... says:
oh maybe hes just matured since the last time ive talked to him (like 2+ years)
Corrine... says:
hhHHHAHAHAHAHAHoh god
Corrine... says:
o totally didnt even take you into consideration
Corrine... says:
you have to blog about that



Oh, and I tried on the cords that I bought the other day, because, you know, you cant really tell at the store. Anyway I was checking myself out in the mirror and I realized my ass looks totally awesome in these pants! Now, to find a boy to tap that ass. *sigh*

Finally! I hate when Blogger is down for maintenance and I need to post something. Anyway, I hate Wednesdays, its the worst day of my week. Something about having a day off, then a day of work, and then another day off just makes that one workday really long and stressful. And Im usually exhausted, as I was today. Work was horrible throughout the afternoon, but we got free meals (bonus). After 4:30pm we were 43 calls deep in queue because the entire network was down. Im talking North America AND Europe. Once they handed out a "sorry, you're sol" script we were a few minutes between calls and it was nice. Even when things came back online it stayed pretty slow.

Oh, and they handed us out our shift bid papers. Get this, there's 99 shifts on the bid (no duplicates) and only 25 of those are dayshifts. Honestly now, how are we not going to be in queue all friggin day. Plus, technically Im not guaranteed a dayshift because my seniority is 29/99. I will probably get one because there are always people with high seniority who take night or back shift, but Im not getting my hopes up. I'll know next Tuesday.

Okay, this is becomming a pet peeve of mine, I realized today. I really like the girls that sit across the aisle, really I do, but they tend to walk over and stand at my desk to talk to me. I promise that I can hear them when they're at their own desks, being as how they're only four feet away, but they feel the need to walk over and stand next to my chair to talk to me. This invades my personal space, but what do I do? I swear, I like them and all, but that gets under my skin. Brittany doesnt do it, but the other two tend to.

Also, this is so me :D

So yeah, I've decided that Im bored with the internet. It seems like by the time I get home from work (and eat and whatnot) everybody who is on my MSN messenger is either offline, or away sleeping. I dont use messenger while Im at work because Im so busy with calls I wouldnt be much fun to talk to. Anyway, Im not posting this just to whine, I want suggestions of webpages that YOU like. Comics, blogs, funny/opinionated pages in general, whatever, I just need new stuff to read. You can leave comments, or email me here, or at my hotmail address (where all of my comments get directed to anyway). Oh! And, if a page is something that isnt particularly safe to be looking at while at work, please tell me this before I click on it. Thank you :)

I hate my haircolor. Not the brown, I really like the brown. I hate how the brown didnt cover the blue, so now I have green streaks. Not a nice green either, a really ugly green. I told Paul today that I want him to cover over the green with black lowlights. I would prefer just dark brown, but I dont want to fork out cash for more color when he's got black home. Maybe if he mixed the brown that we have left with black it might soften it a bit. I'll hafta check.

I honestly think that we were given the wrong color to start with. When we went in, we asked Joann what color to use and she went to the book and picked out the color that I was actually looking at. So we talked about whether to mix it with ten volume developer or twenty volume developer and she suggested ten so it would be pure deposit (without lightening) and cover the blue more. I know that I saw in the book that the two colors that mixed to make the brown were both level 5. Joann had suggested that we up one of them to a level 6 because that's my natural hair color, which is fine and all, but after we applied the color I looked at the boxes and one of them was a level 6, the other a level 7. That's two shades lighter than the 5 which it was supposed to be, which is exactly why I figure it didnt cover properly. Now Im going to have black streaks in my hair again, when it took me a year to grow out the last ones. *sigh*

I doubt anybody understood the above paragraph, but I needed to vent.

I went to Sydney today because I wanted to get a new outfit. You know, part of my "slowly rebuilding my wardrobe" thing. I learned that I can now fit into regular size pants at Reitman's, and their size XL shirts are too big. This means that I've shrunk at least one full size. Anyway, my point to this post was that I bought a pair of pants and a top and neither item was black or pink. The pants (which I ended up buying at Zellers) were beige cords, and the top was chocolate brown. That's right, I said brown. Naturally, because I dont own any other brown clothes I will need to buy a belt (I really dont think my hot pink studded belt will match), and a sweater or blazer or something to wear as well. I suppose I'll hafta run in on Friday for that.

MY HAIR IS LONG ENOUGH TO FIT INTO A PONYTAIL!!!!! Well, not a long ponytail, but the fact that it will fit in one means that it is getting long. This makes me excited in a way that you wont understand.

So yeah, my supervisor came into work yesterday hungover, which was awesome because it meant that he really didnt care what we did. He doesnt say anything if we sit and play games or whatever between calls anyway, so it wasnt much different than usual. (My supervisor is pretty cool.) Calls were really really slow all day yesterday and it was great. Today wasnt as slow but I got VTO at 9:05pm when I was off at 9:30pm. Score! I enjoy getting out early, especially when Im into hour thirty in only three days. Tiring.

Another thing that's been going on is that Im horny as hell. I cant properly describe how horny I actually am. I've been single for three months (this coming Friday) and I havent been like this at all until now. Even bad sex would be better than nothing, I think. The guy doesnt have to be all that attractive (a little attractive would help, though). Hell, if the only thing I could get was hot lesbian action I might go for it. It's something, right? This is bad, how bad I want it. One stipulation, it has to be with another person, the by-myself stuff just isnt the same.

Until I get some action, I am going to drown my urges with alcohol, because Corrine is darling enough to have a party this Saturday. I am giddy at the thought of getting drunk again, I had so much fun last week. And there will be another party when Susan gets home (hurry up dammit!), and then Kim's Hallowe'en party. This is becomming a liquor-licious month. Hurrah! I think I'll drink more this month than I have since New Year's. Honestly. And the benefit of having a comically low alcohol tolerance is that it only takes me $10.51 for four coolers, and I'll be wrecked! Also, people seem to love being around me when Im smashed, and I have to appease my adoring fans ;)

Dear Internet,

Why is it that the guy who does the most hardcore flirting with me happens to be married? A guy at work, in case you were wondering. He's only a couple of years older than I am, and not bad looking, but even though Im single and horny I promise I was raised with better morals than to do what you're thinking I'd do! But am I still allowed to like the attention, or does that make me skanky? Help!