So glad this week is over

You know, I've been having so much trouble lately coming to terms with turning 30 in October. I however have this nasty habit of wishing my life away short term. This week at work was the worst week I've ever had ever... LOL

I hate my job.

I wish I weren't so ambitious.

One of the major characters in the play I like to call "Life" is leaving me. However I'm finding it easier to say goodbye because I haven't had to lean on him in a while. I wish everyone would do that. The ones that know they are going to leave.. would sorta limit thier influences for a while before leaving completely. I appreciate him for that, even tho I know he didn't do it on purpose, at least I don't think he did. I tend to attach myself to people severely... and when they leave I have a hard time dealing with it.

However I wouldn't mind at all if one particular person would leave. She's really a pain. She calls people "high maintenance" when she's the one who is needy... and waay over emotional.

Like I have room to talk huh?

Back to my job...

I hate it... I hate it so much I'm looking for another... I guess the reason I hate it so much is because no one seems to care.. there is no team.. everyone is there for themselves. It's my job to bring us together... however it is hard to feel like you are on a team of one.

I have a monkey Har got me for valentines day on my desk. It's eyes are looking to the left.. so it looks as if it's reading my screen. It also has this look on it's face of horror/surprise... the kind of look you would give if someone where talking to you and you couldn't believe what they said as if they were insane...

I never noticed it before.. it's kinda funny..I wonder if I said something really intelligent if the expression would change.. at least in my eyes...

Unfortunately intelligence is not one of my stronger qualities...

I can make yummylicious flapjacks according to Har tho...

Yep, Nope, the monkey still has the same expression.

Comp II is really kicking my tail. It wouldn't be so difficult if I could pick my own topic. I'm having to write about the gap between the rich and the poor. The only thing I can think of is Robin Hood. That my friend would be plagarism. Which unfortunately is frowned upon. AND I'm poor so the only part of the gap I know about is the bottom part. Real Estate law is so boring. Who gives a staring monkey's ass about plats, degrees, minutes, seconds, and calls? I wanna sit at a table and yell "Objection your honor! Move to strike!!" or have a front row seat to a court room brawl. That shit would be better than wresslin.

My Daddy is back in town. (Whose yo daddy) My sister and I are going to go to the bar with him Saturday. We haven't gotten to see him since Thanksgiving. He's been down south helping with the rebuild after Katrina. (That's so wierd.. it seems like so long ago... but I was in ICU when Katrina was hitting New Orleans.) It's funny that we would be meeting at a bar. However I like it cause it gives my sister an excuse to get out of the house.. she has 2 small kids and doesn't get to go many places. (contrary to popular belief neither do I.. however I'm not getting into that right now...) AND!! Jon is going with me.. so I probably won't sing this time... hehe..

I'm excited about having an adult day.

Har and I went to see Ice Age: The Meltdown it was really good! We got a large popcorn and a large coke. (we never ever got to get large's before so this was something for both of us) There we were just son and mom. Harley kept saying "I think you are prettier than her" when pretty girls would be on the previews. Having sweatpants on and my hair up in a ponytail I still felt like a runway model. ;) He's such a sweet boy. The movie had a LOT of adult humor in it. Some stuff Har wouldn't get... but he did notice the word ASS like 3 or 4 times. THAT was so funny we are still laughing about it... We went and bought him an apple tree today.. He kept calling it his brother. He is wanting a brother so bad that he adopts objects as his siblings... Now I feel really attached to this damn apple tree and I'm hoping it won't die...

Har asked me what would happen if he fed his brother soda. I told him it would probablly kill it. so on the way home he kept saying in the back "Oh god I spilt my soda... oh god its all going into the dirt... it's feeding my tree.. my soda is feeding my brother.. oh god my brother..." I wasn't about to give in to his little trickery.. I held my laughter inside so long it hurt... He's a lot like his dad.. he likes to trick me into getting upset.. and then laughing when I see it's all a joke. I'm pretty good at catching him before I get upset... like when he says "Oh my god mom, I just spilt my spagetti ALL OVER the living room." then I say "Harley!! did you really?!?" and he says... "Yes! I'm so sorry.. it's all over the couch, the floor, the walls, I think I even got some on the ceiling." and then I know.. I can see that evil little look in his eyes.. and I say.. "Well you know what's going to have to happen don't you?" and he's says "yes you'll have to clean it up" and I say.. "no.. You'll clean it up.. and then I'm going to have to beat you..." and he starts running and laughing... lalalala.. and then I walk into the living room and nothing is spilt anywhere..

He's so silly.. we have a good time together... When I told him to get in the car and buckle up before I beat him with a stick at walmart he says "Oh don't beat me with my brother!" lol.. I thought that was funny too..

We are all just a buncha funny folks eh?