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i look around the office, i see all sorts of things on top of people's cabinets. trays of old parts, half dead plants, lego figurines, stuffed animals, stacks of paper and bags. yesterday i set a fed ex box on top of my cabinet to get it out of the way until i threw it out. this morning little big man asked me to take it down. in my head i was thinking, good thing i didn't throw this out yet because he needs it for something. then this came out of his mouth "the cabinet tops are suppose to be clear. nothing is to go on top of them." i was a bit stunned, but i was able to wave my hand pointing in all directions while saying "but everyone has stuff up there." his response "well their stuff is ok." my definition of nothing must be wrong. so let's not even bother discussing that part and let's move into the area of what he finds to be ok. there's nothing solid there either, so let's just pretend that he meant that decorative things are ok. well, who gets to define that? i don't think you can because everyone's tastes are different. i don't like all of his anything that says green bay packer on it collection, but i respect the fact that he does. what if that fed ex box was special to me in some way? he wouldn't know that. i know that he singles me out all of the time. i'm quite use to that from my low population, that music isn't on the radio so it must be weird and bad, the library doesn't have any of those books, no cable, if you don't go to the baptist church off of highway w you must be lucifer himself, your clothes are not what they had at jc penney, art is crafts, the rest of the world is just like this, there are no other cultures, no other languages, no other religions, the city is full of criminals, he's (place several names here) kid he would never do anything wrong, he's (place one name here) kid of course he did it, fourth generation pike county white bread upbringing. so, it's time to act like i use to and push people until i get in over my head trying to prove a point and hopefully teach a lesson that they will take in and keep. now, what will i be placing on my cabinet? a posable jesus toy? nah, but a posable noah toy might be a nice addition.

luckily

i caught the tail end of a report this morning on the radio that was talking about police being along the highway every five miles tomorrow. now i know that i will have to leave three hours early to get to work. i'll have to set the cruise control and not take off when i hit the part of the highway that is so open and inviting. hahhaha!!! no tickets for me!!!! the aussie and i were trying to figure out the whole camping trip and we think that memorial day weekend (may 28-30th) would be a good as far as amount of time and weather. any reasons to oppose? surely everyone knows that they are invited. nice shirt is in too, so that's three. who wants to help sis #4 move? she's already bribing me with mountain dew live wire and lawn furniture that i can't fit into my car to take. the thing is that she is going to move twice. she has to be out of her current place by the end of march and her new place won't be ready until september. i believe the course of action is to get one of those storage pods that they drop off and pick up. she uses pea pod a lot too even though she lives right by three grocery stores. she said that she likes shopping with her pajamas on. i don't see the problem with going to the store like that. reeka spent a whole year in her pajamas and didn't die. i feel the need to hang out with sis #4 a lot in this last month. milwaukee isn't that far, but it will be much harder to stop by. now milwaukee has trumped chicago as far as parental or other sibling visits. sis #1 lives in milwaukee and sis #4 has always been the neutral place to go. now i'm going to have to haul it all the way to milwaukee everytime there is a relative in town. boooo! i know this is all very exciting for you to read, but i hate leaving the city on the weekends and i want to share my pain with everyone. maybe i can hitch a ride with the surfer.

reeka

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this girl can make anything i do into a torturous tease. i use to get nervous when i knew she would have the oppurtunity to gang up on me with others. she is 1 of 3 people in the world that can verify the pumpkin win.

nice shirt

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she has an excellent ear and a mouth that is solidly shut. believe me, i've tried to get information out of this girl before and i failed hard. maybe a lot of liquor and ice cream would work. she has the world's largest database of pick up lines in her brain.

pulling

staples out of carpeting is a hard task, but i shall not quit until my cube is staple free. i pick them out as i see them. it could take years. an ex coworker use to fill his stapler with the staples in mine. that was always so funny. i never busted him in the act, but since i refuse to print things when i can access them electronically, i don't do much stapling either, but it was always empty when i went to use it. so basically whenever i went to use it as a gun to ward off other coworkers....i'd have nothing. i got in trouble for having vitamins in high school once. i was able to see how much of an idiot my principal was when he was waving the pills that had the "one a day" brand logo stamped into them while he asked me what they were and how did i get them. well sir, they are a daily balance of all the vitamins that my body needs to stay healthy and my mother purchased them at wal-mart. apparently i was wrong for giving them to the huge percentage of anorexics in the school and i should have just stood around watching friends wither away like the staff was doing. in my mind, if they were allowing some sort of nutrients into their body.....eventually they might eat a salad and keep it down. sure, maybe they were thinking that if they took the vitamin they wouldn't need anything else, but they were already doing the not eating part. why am i rambling about this? well, i'm taking a late lunch and i am hungry and when i get hungry i think about them never eating and how they went on like it was no big deal and seemed fine to most people. then again, the principal was the old basketball coach and had no training at all, so why would i expect more. on a better note, something happened to my palm and i have lost ALL of my data and i certainly have not synced it with a computer in years due to it not being able to. damn. now to find my sister's address to send her a birthday card.

people

at my place of employment are ridiculous. on my way to lunch, i noticed that there was thousand island dressing splattered all over the wall and floor in the hallway by the door. no one even attempted to wipe it off, but instead left it for the cleaning crew to find. i guess i can't talk since there was a candy wrapper laying on the bathroom floor right by the door for a whole weekend once. i took the day off and slept all day again yesterday. i'm just not liking mondays at all. it's been very easy for me to talk myself into staying home. the girl stayed home with me yesterday and she stayed home today too. she is actually sick though. i got to play nurse and participate in many naps. have i ever said that i hate little big man and that he is a slimy little prick? my work morning started out with him telling me that the company has been working on a good relationship with some guy and yesterday due to me not being here, no one was able to literally copy and paste something for him and now he is mad and all of his work has gone down the drain. this all happened while he had the document open and he pointed and said "you need to add this sentence right here." hmmmm.....no one could do that all day yesterday? do it yourself you stupid fuck and stop trying to pin everything on me. i am completely guilt free over it. alas, it is 4:30 and my work brain is shutting off.