I'm obsessed, again!

I have rediscovered Slingo!

I haven't been this OCD since I bought my paper shredder (IMG:style_emoticons/default/nutty.gif)

My upstairs neighbor

I LOVE my apartment, it's very pretty and is in an awesome neighborhood, and it's decorated really pretty and smells really good... but I hate my upstairs neighbor!

He looks like a tourist -- vaguely brown, hair always looks wet, wears sunglasses AT NIGHT, and always has on some kind of shirt to show off his chest hair and gold chains. He's hugely buffed out, when he walks around up there, it sounds like he's going to break through my ceiling.

Every time me or my boyfriend leave my apartmnet, he runs to the window (we can hear stomping and then his blinds crinkling) and stares. But mostly he sucks because he blasts Pavarotti all day and night, AND SINGS ALONG.

He's worse than the old leathery stripper who lived up there and stomped around in her platforms ALL NIGHT while her crackhead dog yipped and bounced off the walls (I think I mentioned her before).

Now I'm house hunting again, even though it's a painful process (I'm horribly picky).

I should have put this under RANTS, but I didn't think of it :P

I got a promotion!

I was called into my bosses office at 3 PM on Thursday... which freaked me out because he'd never done that before. He asked me if I would accept an Intake position, and I said yes (I meant to say HELL yes since I feel it's easier than the job I currently do). Intake at welfare is considered the hardest job and you have to really know your shit, which I do.

The next day it was announced that I'd be joining the Intake group, everyone was very happy for me.

The chief of the entire welfare division was in our office this week for our annual review, so my promotion announcement came at what I felt was a good time. She knows me and has always been impressed with my work, she was happy to hear of my advancement since she thinks I could work my way up very quickly... so what'd I do? I whacked her in the face with the bathroom door! I'm not sure why she was standing directly behind it, but she was, and I had three coffees that morning, so, I was in a rush and smacked the welfare chief in the face and nearly broke her glasses.

In a nutshell, I'm a dork.

Christmas Trees 2004

Everyone that celebrates Christmas and has their tree up, please post a pic of it.

Here's a picture of my little tree this year (I couldn't take a clear pic, so I'll share the fuzzy, I don't care):
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Bastards!

I went out to get in my car after work and some bastard had stolen my spare tire cover! My spare tire is mounted to the back of my Blazer and I HAD a cover over it that said Blazer, until someone ripped me off! I am so pissed!

I work at welfare, which is in the freaking ghetto, our parking area has an 8 foot chain link fence and you need a code to drive in and walk in... so some asshole evaded the security guard and scaled an 8 foot fence to steal my fucking spare tire cover? I mean, I know it's sexy, but come on!

The ridiculous thing is that I have all kinds of expensive shit in my car -- 1 month old $400 stereo, left my cell phone in there, had some cash stuffed in the ashtray, an expensive leather jacket that I keep forgetting to bring inside... and they took my cover (?)

Then I get to my apartment complex and someone is parked in my fucking spot! That was the only car parked in a long row, why did that fucker pick my spot? And there's signs everywhere saying those spots are reserved and you'll be ticketed and towed, blah blah blah.

Ugh, it's almost my bedtime, hopefully tomorrow will be better. Thanks for listening :)