Braindead at 6am.
Wow, choice in font sucks. Okay, to be honest, I'd always thought this type of thing was kinda dumb, but seems interesting in a fun way... I just never had really enough interest in sitting for hours reading about someone else's life... but to each their own!
Yes, my brain is slowly dying from lack of sleep... and cheesecake overload. The raspberry cheesecake was indeed yummy, and leftovers are always good.
Spent my night tonight playing Warcraft 3.. and getting very pissed off at the fifth orc mission... it sucks. 7 warriors against a swarm of night elves... and it doesn't tell me what to do! Augh... tried it about five or six times before I gave up in a pissy huff. Then, went to play Dragon Warrior 7, and ended up getting a pissy headache from -that- game not telling me what to do either. Well, not what to do exactly, but at least some sort of hint! Not "here, have a room, two coloured flames, two jewels of the same colour, nine braziers and figure it out!". I mean come on, you can do so many combonations of that, it's rediculous. But, I rant...
Don't really want to deal with crap at work tomorrow. But eh, you get crap from any job. At least I enjoy my job in general, taking care of the animals I work with, and attempt to sell to people. Well, those that want them. I love seeing people be happy about owning animals and taking care of them, and getting the specific creature that they can care for and manage. If that makes sense. Like I said, tired.
Yes, to reiterate, Wal-mart is evil. As in, evil incarnate. With firey pits of hell and stuff. You see, I worked there too, so I know. However, I was lucky enough to leave instead of them finding a stupid reason to get rid of me. They're firing all the good people and keeping all the sucky ones... I swear, after Sam Walton died, the company's going deeper into Hades. His sons are so screwing it up, I bet their dad's spinning in his grave on a daily basis.
Anyway. More on another day, I'm tired and want snuggles with my fuzzies.
- Kitty
Yes, my brain is slowly dying from lack of sleep... and cheesecake overload. The raspberry cheesecake was indeed yummy, and leftovers are always good.
Spent my night tonight playing Warcraft 3.. and getting very pissed off at the fifth orc mission... it sucks. 7 warriors against a swarm of night elves... and it doesn't tell me what to do! Augh... tried it about five or six times before I gave up in a pissy huff. Then, went to play Dragon Warrior 7, and ended up getting a pissy headache from -that- game not telling me what to do either. Well, not what to do exactly, but at least some sort of hint! Not "here, have a room, two coloured flames, two jewels of the same colour, nine braziers and figure it out!". I mean come on, you can do so many combonations of that, it's rediculous. But, I rant...
Don't really want to deal with crap at work tomorrow. But eh, you get crap from any job. At least I enjoy my job in general, taking care of the animals I work with, and attempt to sell to people. Well, those that want them. I love seeing people be happy about owning animals and taking care of them, and getting the specific creature that they can care for and manage. If that makes sense. Like I said, tired.
Yes, to reiterate, Wal-mart is evil. As in, evil incarnate. With firey pits of hell and stuff. You see, I worked there too, so I know. However, I was lucky enough to leave instead of them finding a stupid reason to get rid of me. They're firing all the good people and keeping all the sucky ones... I swear, after Sam Walton died, the company's going deeper into Hades. His sons are so screwing it up, I bet their dad's spinning in his grave on a daily basis.
Anyway. More on another day, I'm tired and want snuggles with my fuzzies.
- Kitty
posted by Kaetehn at 5:57 AM
3 Comments:
wat are fuzzies?
wat are fuzzies?
Well, the three of us have kinda nick-names for each other, Foxie, Kitten and Cabbit. All of which are fuzzy animals. Hence, fuzzies.
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