All the flavors they love from Dreyers.

I have this wonderful, dear heart on my friends list. In the many years that I have known her, I have seen her grow so very much as a human being. I've had the blessing of knowing her through the good and the bad, the ups and the downs. I'm a better person today for having her in my life..

In the last year, I have been witness to an incredible journey of health improvement. She has shown me on so very many levels that anything IS possible, if I'm just willing.

She's about to embark on yet another fabulous endeavor. Rather than blather on, I give you a letter from her:

In the past year I have taken drastic measures to improve my health.  It occurred to me while doing this that I am able to change my health for the better on my own, but there are many people who do not have that same ability due to illness.  That is why I have decided while pursuing my goal of good health that I would like to help others who cannot help themselves.  On September 20^th, 2009 I will be participating in the ING Philadelphia Distance Run in Philadelphia, PA.  At this event I will be representing The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society through their Team in Training.

      The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society strives to find cures for blood cancers including: leukemia, lymphoma (Hodgkin and non-Hodgkin), and myeloma, while providing support, services, and information to patients and their families.  It is estimated that currently there are 894,543 Americans living with leukemia, lymphoma, and myeloma.

      Funding provided from the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society and its supporters to research has resulted in an increase of 5 year survival rate for leukemia from 14 percent in 1960 to 51 percent in 2005.  The survival rate of children with acute lymphocytic leukemia has increased to 86 percent from only 3 percent in 1964.

      For these reasons I am asking my family, friends, neighbors, and the businesses* in my local community to contribute what you can to the fight to find a cure.  If you are unable to donate at this time I want to thank you for allowing me to share with you my journey and goals.  Please also feel free to share this letter with your family, friends, neighbors, and local businesses. 

      Donations can be made using  my secure website http://pages.teamintraining.org/cpa/phildist09/spriniski. Please do not hesitate to contact me with any questions.  Without the support and involvement of people such as you The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society could not succeed.

 

If you have any more information on this case...

I left for work early today so that I would have enough time to swing by Target and get some allergy pills. My usual work shoes have worn down to the point that the bottoms are broken in half, my feet hurt horridly an hour into my shift, and I end up with gigantic holes in my socks by the end of the day. Because of this, I decided to try to wear the Dr. Martens I bought (new) for $10 back in Phoenix.

Part way into my walk to work, I remembered - painfully - that my feet have grown over the years. I ran out of room very swiftly. By the time I reached work, it felt as if my pinky toes were shredded to pieces and I was finding it difficult to walk. Well, crap. Money is tight and I didn't really want to invest in a new pair of shoes, especially since I know that I HAVE to buy new work pants before next payday, too.

I hate shopping. I HAAAATE SHOPPING. The only places I ever LIKE to shopping to are used book stores. Other than that, I abhor grocery shopping and absolutely refuse to to clothes shopping unless I'm completely out of lucrative options. I have a severe hatred for spending MONEY on such things. I don't know if it was my welfare upbringing (because my brother's the same way), but I cannot stand to pay more than $25 for a pair of shoes, or $20 for a pair of pants.

I get to Payless and - HUH? I get to buy $70 worth of shoes for $18? Two pair, both of which I can wear as work shoes (one absolutely so ugly and awkward looking that I just feel in love with them and both in men's shoes) that are normally $34.99 each. Both are on sale for $12, and the have a BOGO 1/2 off of ANYTHING.

I leave in a good mood and head to Target. What I snagged for a quick lunch (brat + soda) is usually $2.50 before tax, but it's on sale for half off! Yay! I drag my feet to pants and.. what is this? A pair that would work perfectly and amazingly in my size for $10?!!? I need allergy pills, which I believe are $6. .... only FOUR?!? ROCK!!! I look up and see a neti pot. I had been wanting to buy one, you see, but didn't want to invest the $35+ that I had been hearing they run for. Target sells one (albeit plastic, not porcelain) for $14? And it has a $2 off coupon attached to it?

WIN.

So, instead of only getting a pair of pants and a pair of shoes for about $60 as I had planned, I scored two pairs of shoes, a pair of pants, a lunch, food for work for three days, a box of meal bars, a neti pot, a bottle of pretend Benedryl, and coffee for a month for the same price.

Now I see how shopping for bargains can be addicting.

Not to mention the sheer joy of taking my cramped, shredded feet out of my old shoes and sticking them into spacious, comfy new ones? HEAVEN.

Yanno that episode of Family Guy where Peter gets three wishes from a genie and his second one involves his own theme song? Where the music gets all happy as he's skipping down the sidewalk, gaily swinging shopping bags back and forth? That was so me.

I had planned on posting it here for you to see, but it seems impossible to find a clip on the nets.

Let me see the paperwork.

I had read AGES ago that my beloved OK Go were coming out with a new album in Spring of 2009. I've been trying like mad to find additional information on it, hoping greatly that it would live up to my love of the other two; so many times I wait on baited breath for a new album from a beloved band and am completely let down by the results. (*cough*SloanPrettyTogether*ahem*NickelCreekWhyShouldTheFireDie?*hoof*)

Finally, I find that it is currently set to drop in September (/cry) 2009, and is titled The Influence of the Blue Ray of the Sunlight and of the Blue Color of the Sky. The title is much longer than their other two releases (OK Go and Oh No).

I bring you, once again, OK Go in the backyard dancing and OK Go on treadmills. If you would rather see the band singing and playing instruments, you can watch them blow up things.

It all makes for great walking to work music.

I also love them for turning one of their rocksy songs into this. (Be warned - awesome hand bells but annoying girly screams.) If you would like to hear what the original song sounds like, go here and click "What to Do" and lissen. LISSEN.

Instead of going to bed at a reasonable time, I have been dinking online, composing this pointless post, and wasting time. My alarm goes off in less than six hours, woo! Yay, freight day!

I'm telling you, look at the bluish face, it's GOT to be gas.

What a sleepy Saturday.

We've been lazing around all morning - Daniel in the dining room watching old movies, Jess on the livingroom floor playing Final Fantasy Viii, me dinking on my baby priest Paperclip in WoW. There were things I had planned to do today, but all I want to do now is sleep.

I shall watch Wristcutters: A Love Story instead. This is my third attempt at watching the movie - the first time was when I received a message that Mom was in the ICU again (she was released back to the special care facility yesterday) so I was preoccupied, the second friends came over to purchase my brother's WiiNES. (I love calling it a WiiNES.)

I wish I would have remembered to toss some beans in first thing this morning to soak. I could be having beans und rice for din din.

I find it funny that my cat lets stale pumpkin smelling farts.

It brings a whole new dimension to live and local.

I love the tangle of kitty paws and that it looks like there is no way it could possibly be comfortable... but she's been like that on my lap for about 20 minutes without budging.

I have one mondo caffeine headache.

I woke up naturally at just after 6 am. Upon looking at the clock, I said, "Oh, HELLLL, no" out loud, rolled over, and forced myself to go back to sleep. Dreamed that I had a husband and a daughter that I loved fiercely. I was dying and knew it, but sent my husband and daughter out on some trite errand so that they wouldn't be there to watch me take my final breaths, as I knew they would be painful and I didn't want to put them through that.

Will be taking Roommate Daniel out for lunch today, as it is his birthday. The boys returned from Hawaii last night, one with a sliced open foot (Dan) and one with one helluva farmer's tan/burn (Jess).

Received a notice of entry from the apartment complex, insisting that they are painting our front door today. We must leave the front door open until it dries, you see, so I foresee a future of Bacci in the upstairs bathroom. I also think that it's silly that they insist on painting our front door before they've painted the building. They stopped the painting process halfway through the building next door about two weeks ago, so it's green on its top half. I've also seen what the doors look like after they finish painting the building, which would certainly require yet another painting... maybe it's a mistake. I just don't want them to do this when no one is home, as I don't want to come home to a missing cat and empty shelves where all of our electronics used to be.

I shall end this entry, then, as my headache is making it difficult to string together related sentences.

Lawn Chair Alert!

Home from the dentist. I worked REALLY REALLY HARD the last year in order to get my mouth from a horrid peridontitis issue to what it is today. Almost zero bleedy gums with all the implaments of torture thrown at it. I would say that out of the last 365 days, I've flossed for at least 350 of them. About the only thing that could have made my cleaning be any easier is if I actually used toothpicks. My lady was quite happy and pleasantly surprised.

However.

I apparently have a new cavity (dangit!) and have a fractured tooth (eek!) which need to be fixed. One filling and a crown will cost $765 - AFTER insurance. They asked if I wanted to set up a payment plan - I told them I would get back with them.

Did my brother a favor and picked up his check and deposited it for him. (Reminder: the roommates are in Hawaii at the moment.) He couldn't figure out why it wasn't showing, so I called them... to discover they had put it into someone else's account. Apparently typing in "Jesse Harrington" vs. "Jessie Herrington" will cause this to happen. It's now fixed.

So very thankful that I have a solid two days off after my 6 am shift tomorrow.

Have a weird craving for Lackey's Talia books.

Heat wave coming this weekend, but today was almost perfect... until it hit 70 degrees. I hath discovered that my time away from Phoenix hath caused my heat quota to be in the mid 60s.

I'm such a weather weenie.

The news is asking where I was when St. Helens erupted. Lessee, I was five, living in a tiny town in Iowa.. and completely oblivious. I can see St. Helens quite clearly from where I live in its beautiful whiteness.

High drama 350 miles above us!

Work, work, work.

Yesterday and today was filled with needy people. Not just every customer needing babysitting to pick out their stuff, but also managerial needy. So stinking many calls...

I need a gift card!
I need a price override!
A person on the phone hasn't gotten their furniture and is angry!
This person got the wrong thing delivered and is angry!
There's a delivery at the back door!
Call for MOD on line one!
Customer at ImPress is angry!

I was supposed to leave at 3 pm and have already worked more than I was supposed to this week (which wouldn't be a problem if overtime was allowed), but was able to leave until almost 4. I wonder what kind of mileage I put in, especially as each and every call seemed to come when I was in the furthest possible place to be in the store and still be in the building.

It occurred to me the other day that HOLY CRAP, there's only three months left until my walk to the coast for the American Cancer Society. I really really REALLY should be utilizing that gym membership I've been paying for every month, and SOON.

But.. you are also WRITING.

89 words

Typingtest

1st try.

Boo.

Yah.

Second consecutive day off... maybe I'll accomplish something today? WoW servers are down, so I won't be messing with that for a few more hours at least. I still feel weird, unfocused, restless, and... something intangible today.

Maybe more coffee will help.

Bacci is still driving me NUTS as far as her suddenly weird demands. She gets super duper clingy and unhelpful for a bit (i.e. stomping on my keyboard, blocking half my keyboard, etc.) and then will disappear for a few hours as she heads upstairs to sleep on my bed.

I thought there was a car alarm incessantly going off outside. I poked my head out the door to see where it's coming from and see two people across the way standing out front looking to their left at a person who is sitting in a car laying on the horn. Umm.... stop plz thx nao.

HA! Tiny trust.


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Some buddy's gettin' the CHOPCHOPCHOPCHOP!

Okay, so I saw Star Trek on Friday.

ZOMG.

Shall we discuss?

Let's discuss.

The roommates are in Hawaii for the week. I'm finding myself wishing that I had the entire week off of work, to do whatever I please. Alas, I have 40 hours of work and a dentist appointment in the mix.

What are your guilty pleasures?

I find that I'm stupidly in love with Biggest Loser and America's Next Top Model. I occasionally listen to Fall Out Boy. I adored the movie Doom. I DID read the Twilight books, and did get a sappy enjoyment from it (though not an all-out obsession). I occasionally crave a scrambled egg and peanut butter sammich on toast.

I feel sort of sporadic and unfocused today.

Tried to hook up the dvd player that Roommate Daniel loaned to me, but I can't seem to find the cables. Poo.

You don't have to pay up front and then wait to be reimbursed!

Would you like to get to know me better?

I am thusly opening a Q and A session.

Ask me whatever you wish, and I shall answer as honestly as possible.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know. Look! I can write on my tongue.

Whaa? First Wave never made it to DVD? At least, nothing I can rent from Netflix? Bastids. Some of my favoritest memories in Phoenix was waking up on the weekend on my day off and watching the little SciFi fest of Farscape, Sliders, First Wave, and.... wasn't there a fourth?

Only reading good reviews about Star Trek. Even Wil Wheaton squee'd greatly about it, complete with photo of said squeeing. Hopefully, by this time tomorrow, I will have seen. Or, actually, this time tomorrow, I may be in the process OF seeing.

My bottom lip itches.

Been soooooooo freaking tired all day, though I had a solidish eight hours last night. It feels as if someone's licked my eyeballs.

Went from hating even the idea of meat to wanting to gnaw into a raw buffalo. Maybe my iron's low? That would 'splain the exhaustion.

Getting completely screwed on scheduling this weekend at work. I'm just sayin'. I won't be able to see Mom on Mommy's Day as I'm working open to close, but at this point I'm thankful to HAVE a Mom for Mom's Day. Tomorrow will be two months since the day she went into the hospital.

Can't decide if I'm hungry or not.

I get my cable fixed tomorrow. I'll finally get ABC, NBC, Fox, Channel 3, 5, and SciFi in again.

Something didn't translate...

BACCI'S BEING CREEPY!!!!

She's hiding behind the ottoman, making weird scratchy noises, then staring at me with only one eyeball showing around the bookcase. Anytime I move, she jerks her body so that she can continue to stare at me with only one eyeball. NO BLINKING ALLOWED.

Saw thee most adorable thing on the way to work today. There were two ducks, you see, a boy and a girl ducky, walking up the sidewalk towards me. The sidewalk lines a busy street, and I never see any wildlife ON the sidewalk. These two were walking side by side up the entire length of the sidewalk, as if they were out for a stroll together.



It's darkish because it's 630 am.

...built a trap inside a shiny new Range Rover SUV.

... so, a new Karate Kid with Will Smith's kid and Jackie Chan?
A new Romancing the Stone?
A new The Big Chill?

Apparently, all new ideas have leaked out of the giant holes in Hollywood's head... or something.

Have I mentioned that I hate split days off? I get Sunday/Friday this week, Monday/Friday last week. Bleck.

I also wish my leg muscle would quit twitching, already. Day three!

I got Mr. Wiggles in game last night, as well as became Pencilcup the Noble.

I woke up with this song parading repeatedly through my head:




Must also remember to pay rent today.

Still need to clean the desk.

I hate caffeine headaches.

Nobody wants to interview Bones, just Kirk and Spock. Elitism.

Bored now.

Your father is nothing but a fizzle!!

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So very sleepy.

Corporate visit didn't happen, maybe tomorrow.

Still fill like poo - even more poo-like than before starting antibiotics. Maybe sleep will help tonight.

Got to dig a sliver out of my index finger with a needle. The prospect of this used to scare the bejeebers out of me. As a small child, whenever I had a splinter, my would have to wait until I was asleep to try to remove it.

Came home from work to find ALL THE FREAKING TREES in the center of the complex are now FIREWOOD. Fuckers. I almost cried. No idea what on earth would possess the new owners to cut down all of our beautiful trees. We also came home to two new toilets (!!), random stuff on the dining room floor, mud everywhere, a ripped open shower, and a nervous cat. We also have a lovely hole in the upstairs bathroom wall. We had a gay ol' time taking pictures of each other through it - me in the bathroom, my brother in his bedroom closet. My brother and I tried to contact the new apartment manager first on foot (no answer at door) and then on the phone (number disconnected, wtf?!?) with no success.

I took many pictures and plan on eventually posting a picture story about the whole ordeal.

Brother just came in from talking to the neighbors outside. One, who used to be the assistant manager of the complex, brought him into his home and allowed him to witness the larger townhome layout for the first time. (He is now insisting we move into one right this instant.) She stated that the plumbers did her apartment a couple of weeks ago and she still has a giant gaping hole in one wall. Our next door neighbor's big complaint about the whole ordeal was "Did you SEE how tiny those toilet seats are?!?!? Where the hell am I supposed to sit my big black ass? As soon as this is all over, I'm running out and buying myself two giant ass toilet seats." They also apparently shattered her bathroom window while replacing the siding. So... dead trees, demolished apartments, and almost zero grass - my roommates' garden was completely trampled into mud, our lawn has tire tracks through it from the stupid wood chipper, and almost every other place with ground has been dug into quite deep.

Makes me proud of my home, it does. :|

Jacob was the bass player that filled in for my old band (was Electric Doormat, now Mercury Tree) while James was away for awhile. Such a sweet person, and only 17.

Click on the flyer for details.

I would really like to go to this, so if anyone in my neighborhood is interested, I can pay for your tickets, should you provide me with a ride.

Much love,

Me.

What you lacked for in technique, you made up for in performance.

A fabulous, amazing, strong woman on my friends list... I don't even know how to 'splain it (it's past my bedtime! My brain is all "der".), so I'll let Erin speak for me:

Hi, my name is Erin and I'm a 29 year old single female living in the United States of America.

First and foremost, I'd like to thank you for downloading this document. I'm trying to get enough downloads to qualify for a monetary payout of MegaUploads Rewards program. Let me explain why.

I suffer from two neurological disorders (Chiari malformation and cranial lesions)that will require a combined total of 2-4 brain surgeries. I'm unemployed and uninsured and the state I live in is so broke, they have strictly limited who qualifies for Medicaid. Because I have no children and am not pregnant, I don't qualify.

I have been working with several hospitals and organizations in my area to get the care and treatment that I need, but have only made so much progress. Bottom line: In the USA, if you don't have insurance, the healthcare system doesn't exist for you. I have had a surgical consultation and it has been recommended I have the first brain surgery as soon as I possibly can. The only catch is that there will be a deposit required ranging anywhere from $1500-$5000 dollars. I have not worked for almost a year and therefore do not have this kind of money.

Living with a Chiari malformation is painful and exhausting. Living with cranial lesions in addition to the Chiari? Is beyond any kind of description.

I've thought about the different ways I can try to raise this money. I don't like asking for hand outs or charity of any kind, so I have hesitated in giving my PayPal information as a solicitation for donations.

Then,I came across the MegaUpload reward program and used part of what little money I do have to set up a paid account for two months for $11.99. This program states if I get 5 million downloads, they will pay me $10,000. There a few stipulations: only one download per IP address per day, only downloads made from qualifying countries, no attempted manipulation or fraud to earn more points.

I don't know if this is too good to be true, but I figure it's worth a shot. If I can somehow reach enough people who would be willing to take time out of their day, hopefully more than just one day, to download this virus free text document, I may be able to get the surgery I need to continue living.

Again, I thank you for downloading this file and if you choose to do so, for sending the link to people you know asking them to download.

Here is a list of qualifying countries:
American Samoa, Andorra, Anguilla, Antarctica, Antigua and Barbuda, Aruba, Australia, Austria, Bahamas, Barbados, Belgium, Bermuda, Brazil, Canada, Cayman Islands, Chile, Christmas Island, Cocos (Keeling) Islands, Comoros, Cook Islands, Costa Rica, Cyprus, Czech Republic, Denmark, Dominica, Dominican Republic, Estonia, Falkland Islands, Faroe Islands, Fiji, Finland, France, French Polynesia, French Southern Territories, Germany, Gibraltar, Greece, Greenland, Guam, Hong Kong, Hungary, Iceland, India, Ireland, Israel, Italy, Jamaica, Japan, Kiribati, Kuwait, Latvia, Liechtenstein, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Macau, Malta, Mauritius, Mexico, Monaco, Netherlands, Netherlands Antilles, New Zealand, Norway, Palau, Panama, Pitcairn, Poland, Portugal, Qatar, Reunion, Saint Kitts And Nevis, Saint Lucia, San Marino, Saudi Arabia, Seychelles, Singapore, Slovakia, South Africa, Spain, St Pierre and Miquelon, Sweden, Switzerland, Tonga, Tuvalu, U.S. Minor Outlying Islands, United Arab Emirates United Kingdom, United States, Vanuatu Vatican City State, Virgin Islands (British), and Virgin Islands (U.S.)

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Someone in InsaneJournal gave me a letter S for the following meme:

Comment and I'll give you a letter. In your journal, list 10 of your favourite songs that begin with that letter.

1. Nickel Creek - Sabra Girl Such a simple, yet complex song, the harmonies and the intricate twinings of the guitar and mandolin? Sigh.

2. Lisa Loeb - Sandalwood One of my favoritest love songs evur.

3. Jellyfish - Sabrina, Paste, and Plato One of my all time favorite bands that I can go on about for ages. VERY poppy, and I love that they can pull it off live.

4. The Excentrics - Seen No Sun This album was in my cd player a lot back in '95 when I lived in Northern Virginia. They're now known as Getaway Car, I believe.

5. The Beatles - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band I tried to put things on here that most of you have probably never heard, but decided to add this one BECAUSE.

6. Marcy Playground - The Shadow of Seattle This cd will always remind me of driving around Tempe, Arizona, singing loudly along with my friend Peyton. I miss Peyton.

7. Sloan - She Says What She Means A play list by me wouldn't be a playlist by me without some Sloan.

8. Better Than Ezra - Sincerely, Me Again, wouldn't be a list by me if it didn't contain some Ezra, yo.

9. Electric Doormat - Skeleton in Silhouette My old band! Now known as The Mercury Tree, of course. You can even hear me singing "skeleton" repeatedly in the background :D I love to point out to people that 95% of this album was recorded by Lead Singer Ben all by his lonesome - all the songwriting, all the instruments, harmonies, arrangements - all in his bedroom.

10. Flickerstick - Smile A friend (Nicole!) slipped me their demo ages ago, and alas, it was stolen when my Jeep was broken into. Quite a bit later, I caught them on the Vh1 show "Bands on the Run" or something like that. I became emotionally vested, they ended up winning, and I bought their real album after that.

Honorable mention, just because the song always makes me smile:

Today was my four year anniversary with OfficeMax yay!

Or something.

Worked on less than five hours sleep from midnight to almost 9 am. Poor Yancey had less than two hours and then will be going home to a newborn, coming back on Sunday (oh, tomorrow!) to close, forever to be closing from then on. Tedders gets back soon, so he and I will be overnighting it until further notice. I shall greatly miss working with Yancey, as I realized today that he's my gossip partner. We only gossip to each other, you see. I was also greatly enjoying having a coworker to swap random Zim quotes with. I DID learn LOTS of juicy tidbits today, though.

Yancey: Four years ago, could you ever have envisioned that you would be doing this right now, right here?
Me: Cutting a box of lint rollers on aisle ten at two in the morning? No.

I only got this job as a temporary, you see, until I found a "real job". Funny that I ended up happier here than I have been at any other job.

Oh, the other day, I was at my desk and Yancey comes back with a piece of cardboard.

Yancey: Aubrey, I have something for you!

It was a piece that he had sliced from a generic box that said "W.I.P. Work in Progress". I cheesily told him I would cherish it forever, as he put it on top of my monitor. I told him he had to autograph it, though, so he wrote "To: Aub, From Yan" Five minutes later, he comes trotting back.

"Aubrey, Aubrey! You need to sign one for me, too!" So I wrote something super nurdy like "Keep rockin! To Yans from Aubs" He immediately "laminated" it by covering it with box tape to keep it safe from possible liquids.

I'm not making a whole lotta sense atm, so methinks I shall finally go to bed.

I also have fantastic news to spew about my old band - I am quite proud of them, you see. I will go into further details later, but for now, Clicky, please.

AND CHECK OUT THEIR MYSPACE, DAGNABBIT!!

Send me a song(s), will ya? Go to yousendit.com, or any of those other places, and gimmay.

If'n you've heard me talk about certain bands and want to check out some of their music, let me know, unkay?

OOOH, and for the email address if you want to send the music that way:

aubrey.mcsaurus at gmail.com, or even just at aubkabob at livejournal.com. Both will end in the same place.

I... really don't have a title for this.

It's nice to come home sometimes and have Bacci make sweet sweet love to my hands. Not like.... ew, love, but as in "OMG, YOU'RE HOME THANK GAWD, PET ME LIKE THE WHORE YOU ARE!!!" love.

Sweat has finally stopped dripping down me from my walk home.

Went to Target to buy delicious foods to suppliment my dinners at work, bought Method's fantastic earth-loving refill for hand soap - 12 ounces for $2.99 in a dispensor, flavor of your choice, or 34 ounces for $3.99, either green tea or sweet water flavors.

Since I have been trying to be better for the environment and to not buy things tested on animals... things I have bought my whole life come into question. Like, for example, I realize that just not purchasing stuff tested on animals isn't good, that one should not buy any products from said companies. I was an Oil of Olay hog, for one example. Another random example is buying toothpaste from, say, Tom of Maine's, but then buying a toothbrush made by Crest.

And now everyone is thinking that I'm a tree-hugging hippy. It's been... awhile since I hugged a tree, and I will never try to force my beliefs on others - I'm just changing the way that I personally do things.

Call it my Greenpeacy Stage in life.

Worked my hiney off at work, setting planograms for paper. I'm stiff and feeling old, looking forward to bed, bath, and... beyond, not necessarily in that order.

Yancey and I decided to coin the phrase "brown collaring" - when someone is brown-nosing so much, you don't know where the brown-nosee lets off and the brown-noser begins. Head so far up their ass blowing smoke, that even their collars are brown.