Strange

So I am feeling strange. I don't know why I am, and would love to say that this is a unusual feeling for me but it isn't. All the thoughts are running haywire in my head. I can't seem to grasp ahold of just one. I was even apathetic when I was talking to my grandma. I am never like that I love talking to her. But I could not pay attention to what she was saying. Maybe it was because she caught me in the middle of cleaning (a chore I severly hate). Who knows. I wish this feeling would go away.

New Guy

So I met a new guy. Actually I have known him since last July. I guess I didn't get up enough guts to talk to him till about a month ago. He works with me (well in a different department) but the same shift, which when you work graveyards is a HUGE plus for something new. He is seriously the NICEST guy I have met. He's 31, never been married, doesn't have any kids, owns his own house, is very down to earth and finds me attractive. He also doesn't have hardly any emotional baggage (well at least that he is telling meabout). This scare the holy crap outta me. Im used to guys with problems and well according to some I THRIVE on those with problems. I swear I am just waiting for the other shoe to drop, something HAS to be wrong with him, I like him he can't be this nice.

Strange Strange Day

Ok so I decided against my better judgement to call my ex today. And yes I know when you start a sentence off like that you really shouldn't of done what you did, but anyways...... I haven't talked to him in about a month or so and just wanted to make sure he was still alive. I don't hate him or anything, he just has some problems (aka addictions) that I am not willing to live with. Hell he's one of the few guys who have ever consistantly been nice to me. We never even argued when we were datin, granted we hardly ever had a conversation either, but still. So I called and we chatted for a while, he wanted to make sure my health was ok and that I was doing well then we started talking about him. I don't get men......we break up, he starts dating a 56 year old woman with money (he's 30 btw)......then decides he's bored with her and goes for a 18 year old that he's basically watched grow up. This just kinda icked me out. I like to think I don't pick out wierdo's and perverts, but well I'm begining to question my judgement GREATLY when it comes to men. *slaps herself upside the head* I swear and my family all wonders why I'm still single. Maybe someone can come up with a dating helpline just for me *pokes some friends that are really good at this sort of thing* I hate having these mixed feelings for him, he's my friend and I want what's best for him, but get so mad when I think he is making dumb ass decisions. I really want to know why I care so much. And yes I'm sure some of you will say "because you still love him" and you people would be right, but I'm not IN love with him so there lyes the confusion. I think I just need my head examined. Anyone know a good doctor?!?!?

Liars should be shot!

Now that I am feeling a little better, I think I will explain what happened at work the other day that still hasn't left my mind. For those of you who read this and don't know, I work in a casino, I pay people out when they win jackpots, fix machines, give change that kind of thing. Well anyways, I was paying out a jackpot to a lady and I was waiting on a verifyer and this jackass sat down beside her and started waving a $100 bill in my face. He's like *huffs and puffs* I NEED ANOTHER BILL NOW! Well I really don't respond well to demands, and I was paying something else out so I told him I would get him one as soon as I got this jackpot payed out. He stood up and he was bout 6'6 and towering over me and trying to intimidate me, wellI'm not easily intimidated, but I don't like people being that close to me so Iasked the lady if she would mind me making change for this idiot. She said no and I did...he sat back down at his machine and in the middle paying out the jackpot to this lady, skippy the wonder idiot starts yelling at me. He says I'm her f*$#ing son. When I ask you for money give it to me. Now this set my temper to boiling. I explained to the idiot again that I am SUPPOSED to pay out the jackpot first no matter who he was. Ithen turned around and walked off. He then hit a jackpot (yeah couldn' of happened to a nicer guy). Later on the same lady hit again, so I said to her "oh it's a good night for your family". She looked at me wierd and asked me why. I then said "oh I saw your son hit this machine for a jackpot". She said "that guy I've never seen him in my life." Ok so I coulda told the prick off? He WASN'T HER SON? It mkes me so mad. People decided they can screw with people in cutomer service. I swear if I ever do see him again I'm gonna slap him, well probably not, but I will hope he loses all his money. And some wonder why I always say that I hate most people. *shakes head in disgust*

Breathe, Cough, Cough, Breathe

I wonder if there are little people in my apartment with a bag of germs that appear when I am sleeping and sprinkle them on me. I went to bed this morning (I work grave yards so I keep a different schedule) feeling fine, well tired from normal everyday things, but fine. No stuffed up nose, no cough, no nothing. I wake up four short hours later with a horrible cough, stuffed up nose, a headache that won't quit, and aches and chills. I want to find who made me sick. I want to make them miserable (basically whine at them till they apologize for making me sick). I had so much I was going to do today. I don't think that is going to happen. I think I'm just gonna pull a blanket over my head and sleep the day away. I want someone to take care of me (see how this could get rather annoying and make people miserable?)

DUCK!!! Head....exploding.....BAD!!!

Ok so here I sit a half way intelligent college educated woman and my head is about to explode (pretty picture isn't it). Why would someone like me, the aforementioned educated, head explode? Well I will tell you why. TAXES!!!! The evil things that they make us pay at the end of the year. Ok I'm single, no dependents, no deductions, you think this task would be a simple one. That my dear friends is where you are wrong. Don't live in different state from where you work if you can help it. Trust me. And be much more organized than I am and don't toss (evidentally becuase I've torn my house apart looking for them) last years tax papers in the move. So now I have to have my last years return faxed to a place and then pay them $15 to pick it up, why can't they just fax it to me Iask. Well there is no way of telling exactly if I am me. *takes a deep breath* Ok I can understand this (identity theft BAD!) , but I cant justify them charging me this time after charging me $200 to do them in the first place. And while I'm on this little rant, am I reading greek on these EZ forms? HELL I can barely understand them, and then I have to file in a state where I didn't work becuase I live here, but I don't get any money back but I have to pay $25 to file it?!? I swear I am losing my ever loving mind.

Oh me oh my!

Ok never blogged before. This should be oh so interesting. Just what I need, another reason not to do the things that need to get done :P