Nick. Bush. You. Rock. My. Freakin. World. And. If. You. Weren't. Already. Married. I. Would. Drive. To. Ohio. Right. Now. And. Profess. My. Undying. Love.

Believe it.

If anyone else wants to know why...tough.

But I now have something you don't have. Muah ha ha ha.


In other news...
1)Work sucked today. Another 15 hours of my life lost in grocery land. Lord, deliver me from the Domion's Great American Savings Passport Card. And people who don't understand the concept that if the bottle machines are closed, then NO, I will NOT open them because you think you are different from the rest of the world. Suffer like the rest of Deleware County when I am short staffed or better yet...take your nasty, earwig infested bottles to another store *GASP* And no, the manager (aka ME) will not always kiss your ass to get you to come back. I make the same shitty ass amount of money whether we get 2 customers an hour or 2000. So taunt me with your empty threats of never returning to my store so that when you do come back (and you will), you can bite me.

2)My philosophy of life is this: If you truly get upset over something that happens at a grocery store (ie, getting overcharged 50 cents or wait in line more than 35 seconds), you need to reprioritize. Honestly.

3) My cousin Justine made me watch a movie called Poolhall Junkies. I love it, I worship it, it needs to be mine. Hot men playing dirty pool....ahhhhhhhhh.

4)I have started getting migraines again. Not regular, headache type, I-can-still-function migraines. I'm talking nauseating, dizzy, can't touch anything, can't hear anything, want to lay on the floor and moan, got me kicked out of college migraines. And fortunately for me *sarcasm*, I was officially off my mom's insurance as of December. And my gallon sized bottles of Fiorocet and Codeine burned in my house a year ago and I never refilled them because I thought I was all better. This is one of the scariest things that has happened in a while because without prescription medication...they have the potential of overtaking my life again. And I don't want it to happen.

5)Which makes me want to thank Kathy for the 5000th time for taking care of me for 2 years at HWS. I never would have made it through it without her. Or Goldschlagger. And Zima. And Tequila. And bad porn at John's house. And Scottie. And Medbury. And Wegmans at 3am. And the drunk bus. And...what the hell was I THINKING???

6)I think I need to sleep now. Because I closed the store last night, got home at 11:30pm, fell asleep at 1am, and then woke up every half hour ON the half hour until I finally got out of bed at 6am to go to work... forever. But tomorrow is my day off and I may dig around for some loose change to go see Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with Melisa (which is my #2 favorite book of all time,beaten very narrowly by A Wrinkle in Time. I hope Tim Burton did the book a lot more justice than whatever loser director did it in the 70's).

7)Night night.