OK, I am in such a cranky mood, but, before I start bitching I need to say big congrats to Adrian and Dennis, who just got engaged! Yay! Only... not, since if one more person tells me they're engaged, I just might scream. But, still, yay for Adrian and Dennis.
Urgh! I just got a call from Discover card. They can't verify my employment history, which is a little bit of a problem. Why can't they verify my employment history, you ask? Because Trevor Browne High School SUCKS!! Really they do. Discover called the pricipals office, and since administration does evertyhing in their power not to be involved with the band, they, of course, had no idea who the hell I was (even though I worked there for 3 years!!!). Even though I know for a fact that they have my fingerprints on file somewhere in that damn office. So, instead of connecting the nice people from Discover card to the band room where I would have been readily identified (I know this because when I called the band room, the new instructor was all "oh! I know who you are!" as soon as I said my name), they just told them that they had no record of me (Um!!! Fingerprints!! Prints people! I had to pay $35 dollars for those damn prints!). God I hate the administration office. I ended up having to get the number of the band parent president, who has known me for years (I actually got busted for making out with TJ in her son's bedroom senior year). So, luckily, I'll be able to be identified. Now I'm all paranoid that they won't be able to find any history of me at the job I had before that, since the call center I actually worked at closed down and I gave them the corporate number. Ugh. BTW, Discover is on my shit list for waiting until 10 days before I'm supposed to start to tell me this stuff. Plus, I'm all paranoid now everytime the phone rings. Argh!!!!
OK, I'm done venting, so, now, on to more pleasant things. I LOVE YOU BETH!! I really do. Beth was so sweet to say the things she said about me. She's such a good person. BTW, for all interested, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna go for it with the pro-voice contest. So, I guess I'm gonna have to start looking for some backing musicians sometime in the (somewhat) near future, since Kai can only write lyrics and 5 guitar chords (hmm.. that's more than blink-182 knows, and they write songs...). Eh. We'll see how it goes.
Last night I went to State Fair with Shana and Tara and my brothers (even though they ditched us like, 15 minutes in the gate). We had a really good time, even though everything Shana wanted to ride has the words "upside down" in the discription. I nearly tossed my cookies on this fucked up ride called "The Evolution", in which all the passengers sit in a circle and then the thing spins you around and flips you upside down really REALLY high off the ground and sllllooowwwwllllyyy makes it's way back down. I made the mistake of opening my eyes at the top, and would have hyperventilated, had I not been too busy screaming at Tara about how much she "fucking sucks" for wanting to ride that. Oh, did I mention I had a slightly debilitating fear of heights? Yeah well, I do, and I actually started to freak a little just watching the ride while we were in line. But, we still had fun, and I consumed mass ammounts of 'fair food', most of which was on a stick. You can get just about anything on a stick at the fair. That's what I'm gonna do when I have a family, serve everything on sticks. Doesn't that sound fun? What did you have for dinner? "Mommy made pork chops.... on a STICK!" and what about yesterday? "Taco's... on a STICK!.... they were kinda messy."
My mother woke me up at the but ass crack of dawn this morning to tell me that we were going to go to the DMV a little later. I'm not sure why I had to woken up to be told not to wake up, but whatever. Immidiatly following that, she left, and the phone started ringing it's ass off, waking me up every hour. I am getting wrong numbers up the wazoo in the past 3 days which is odd since I'd never gotten one before. So eventually I just said fuck it. Fuck it all. And just went ahead and got up at about 10:00. Then my mom came back and told me she didn't want to go to the DMV today afterall. I want to smack her sometimes.
OK, well, that's it, I'm done venting for today, and nw think that I will go play one of my marathon games of Bookworm. Eh, or maybe I'll go back to bed. At any rate, later days.
P.S.: I missed you so much that it hurt sometimes too, Shana, lol.
~*~Word Of The Day~*~
scintilla \sin-TIL-uh\, noun:
A tiny or scarcely detectable amount; the slightest particle; a trace; a spark.
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