Yesterday morning before I went to work I got a call from one of my friends (my ex, if you must know) who was in tears. I guess earlier that day his grandma and grandpa were sitting on their couch drinking coffee and he got up to refresh his cup, asked if she wanted some more, and she didn't answer. So he went over to her thinking she was asleep and...she was cold.

Very unexpected, no warning. She just passed away in the short amount of time it took to get up and go to the kitchen....

So I just belted -- and I mean BELTED -- It's Not Unusual by Tom Jones on my karaoke thingy and just...well, I loved it. Luckily I was alone in the room...because I might not be able to live that one down.



But I feel so much better. Seriously. It's like punching a pillow or stabbing a puppy -- it's good for the SOUL. I haven't felt this much relief from my stress in a long time and I really needed that.

Oh Tom Jones, you wonderful furry bastard,...

So yesterday (at work) they had me mask off this section of wall by our demo/clinic area to paint, instead of being at my register and inflicting pain upon customers like I normally would do. Apparently some other store in our district put the logo up and got recognized for it, blah blah blah, which made our store manager get jealous. He sent an email to our HR to have me put on this project immediately – regardless of what I wanted to do.

Sucks.

Anyways, after a long...

So I just finished watching 'How to Lose Friends and Alienate People', a quirky little Simon Pegg film which centers around a hack journalist who would do anything to get close to the stars (and interview them). Overall wasn't a bad movie, I actually quite liked it.

However, it was unfortunate enough to feature that homely little Kirsten Dunst – you know, the one from Spiderman and that strikingly horrid (but aptly fitting) Marie Antoinette – and she just about ruined it by mispronouncing...

I have a long history with spiders. I hate them but they seem to love me.

Today, just now, I was innocently checking to make sure the damn dirty deer weren't eating the plants I put outside (still in pots) when I happened to look up. Right above me in the threshold guess what I see?


A GIANT SPIDER. Not just your run-of-the-mill uber-spiders, either. This had to have been one of those ****ing wolf spiders -- the thing was bigger than a fifty cent piece and its...