Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Dear Diary: Dec. 8, '09

Oh Tuesday...sometimes you make me happy sometimes you make me sad. Maybe that's why I've nick-named you Tipsy Tuesday; because the majority of my Tuesdays end with me being tipsy.

Blogging is new to me and it's one of those things where it makes me think. With Myspace, Facebook, Twitter, etc. who really wants to read other people's blogs, etc. I don't care to read anyone's blogs - maybe because I'm uniterested. Some would call that self-centered, but I just believe it's I'm uninterested. I don't feel that the majority of the people on this planet are interesting. Maybe if you find someone interesting and "follow" them on Myspace, Facebook, Twitter, and their Blog you're not a self-centered individual but perhaps a stalker, so seriously, what's the point of having a BAZILLION friends or followers unless you're trying to start a cult. Are you?

I love just ranting about random things, it makes me feel better. So either deal with it or don't follow me.

Maybe I should rename this blog diary of a mad american woman - oh that gets me on another rant - why do people have to compartmentalize everything??? Not everything in life fits into a pretty little box!!!

Deal with it!

Monday, December 7, 2009

Dear Diary - Dec. 7 '09

Oh Monday - sometimes I truly hate you - you start my week off either really good or really bad. This week should be a fun one - happy pearl harbor rememberance - I almost forgot, which could mean a few things...I don't care, I'm not old enough to remember, I'm not old enough to care or I just wasn't taught in school to actually care - or it could be numerous other reasons why I forgot.
Oooh! Coffee machine was broken so I didn't get coffee until I got to the office, so my morning wasn't too fun.
Even bigger OOOH! Mommy dearest was supposed to have surgery today, but it was post-poned until Wednesday and of course she's playing it all up for what it's worth - yay mom...I love how I can have so much hostility for the woman who gave me life, yet anyone else tries to say anything bad about her I'll punch their face. Guess that's the joy of family.
Can I just mention how much people truly irritate me when they don't know the difference between: your, you're, they're, their, there, know, no, do, and due. HUGE pet peeve! learn proper English for crap sake!
Okay...I've had enough random ramblings for now