So, today I got a stupid ass ticket for having my RiverLINE ticket stamped twice. Who knew that was against the damn law? Like wtf, son. The RiverLINE is stupid and I hate it. I hope they have some sort of notification that gives them some sort of alert when someone posts their name and they see this. Stinking $74 ticket. I hate them. For those that don't know...the RiverLINE is a NJ Transit train line that runs from Trenton to Camden. You have to buy a ticket and get it validated by the machine and the damn thing is only valid for 2 hours while hoping that the train people come and take your ticket, giving you a reason to buy another one. Now, if the stupid train people don't come take your ticket, you would think that you could just validate it again, right? WRONG!!! Stupid RiverLINE makes you buy another one because apparently it's illegal to stamp one ticket more than one time. I rode this damn train all week and not ONCE saw the train people until today...my last day for the week. WTF. It would be me, right? Of course it would. Wouldn't be my life if it wasn't...lol. Sometimes, you have to laugh to keep from crying.
So, I just saw a commercial for a new Freddie Kreuger film. Really? How many times are we going to do remakes or sequels? How many more times can Freddie kill someone in their sleep before we decide we're over it? Oh well. I won't be paying to see that crap. There's like 7 other movies before this new one. Speaking of movies...am I the only one that can't wait to buy Avatar on DVD?! It came out on Earth Day (figures, but an excellent marketing strategy...lol). That movie, is sheer awesomeness, even though the storyline has been done fiddyleven times before. Sheer awesomeness. Pandora was beautiful...but not so beautiful that I would kill myself like I read about folks doing. That was just sheer madness.
So, I haven't told a lot of people, but I semi-got-laid-off. I guess that's why I got emotional with that ticket thing from the first paragraph. I've never not had $74 before. I've had to make some decisions that I haven't had to make before...it's rough. I've been trying to keep a smile on my face for the world outside, but inside, I feel like I'm slowly dying. But, to give up would be a losing move, so I have to keep on trucking, I guess. ::kanye shrug:: It's amazing how when you're down...no one can help you, but when someone needs help, I'm always like the first there. Oh well again...lol. No use crying over some spilled milk, yanno?
Well, I was talking to my ex (because now we're bffs and shit) about my damn struggle with getting a guy that isn't a horny nutcase attracted to me. I always get the horny jokers. The other day, I had this guy who is really into church and everything tell me that he thinks I'm tempting and that he would sleep with me. Then he followed it up with "I would marry you". Really? That's what's hot in the streets? We have a conversation about your job, you stare at me for a little bit and that's what comes out of your mouth? Word? Oh, okay. Then I got a phone call from another dude who said he wanted to see me because he wants to "lick all over your body. I'm even thinking your toes". Really? You felt the need to tell me that? That's what's hot in the streets now? Got it. iQuit.
What else can I ramble on while I'm awake? Oh yeah. So, I decided that I want a spacebag system. I have a whole bunch of stuff I need to minimize and I don't really have a lot of closet space. That would save me dumb space. Like wordisms. I could shrink all my sweaters and all the pajama stuff I don't really wear (even though I probably COULD throw it out...but that makes too much sense because what if I want it later...lol). I'm excited for it, actually. How big of a geek am I for THAT one? HUGE. I'm a grande geek. It tickles my fancy. I'll have so much drawer and closet space available soon. Not that I can buy anything to fill up the space ::side eye:: This broke shit is for the birds!!! I'm gonna go get a damn part-time job somewhere. Either that or become a damn gigolo. I hear they make bank. I would need some hoes, though. I'll be like the chick in Hung on HBO...or is it Shotime. Oh well, either way you know wtf show I'm talking about and that's all that matters. That's all that matters...lol.
G'day to you!
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