It's good to know that there are still people out there that care for themselves 4 times as much as they care about others; people out there who couldn't give a shit about anyone else; people out there that probably employ hotel/hospital/union workers and don't pay them what they deserve; people out there who would rather be an ass and continue to look at blogs that they don't agree with on a regular basis; people out there who anonymously post bullying remarks about what a person chooses to do with her time.

It's not that I don't care. It's not that I'm not ignorant or stupid. It's the fact that you pushed my buttons one too many times today. It's the fact that I don't have the time and effort--after working all day with children that are just like you, attending classes all night, and writing papers all weekend--to deal with folks like you.

And also, I really wish I could go to the Hotsy Totsy right now.

I don't feel like figuring out HTML right now. Copy and paste, folks:

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I should be researching, but I can't help but write about the conversation I just heard.

I'm sitting at a Moxie Java in Boise. A woman walked in with her husband and son, walked up to the counter and ordered a very complex drink....something along the lines of "Large caramel latte, whole milk, extra hot, extra shot, and could you put the normal amount of caramel along with a little bit of chocolate?" Her husband and son ordered hot chocolate.

They sat down and the woman continued to nag at her family....and FYI, her son was a college age young man, not a small child. "Drink that faster, I can't just sit here all day," "Stop playing with your cup, it's going to spill," alongside complaints about work, weather, and whatever else she felt like nagging for atleast 40 minutes. Then, just before they got up to leave, she said, "It's teh end of the day, I can't be held responsible for making decisions. I don't make any decisions at the end of the day. I'm not going to be responsible for any decisions when it's the end of the day."

Seriously? I'm pretty sure she just made a million decisions for her family while she sat here picking out every fault that they have and deciding which of those faults they need to change.

I'm done. More researching...let me know if you have any thoughts about Juvenile Diversion...

I had a difficult day at work today. I had to restrain a few children so they wouldn't throw chairs at other children and damn it, I'm just plain sore. I had big plans of coming home to a cold beer, but my parents didn't have any. A bit disappointed, I went to my neighborhood Alberston's to pick up a bottle of wine (who am I kidding, I picked up 2) and then headed to my PO box to pick up any mail that my have come, before heading over to the house where I'm house sitting this weekend. This is where you get excited for me. In my PO Box, I received my new bumper sticker from moveon.org that says,

"Defend America: Fire the Republicans"

I am officially happy.

You know, it's funny. I've never been a big "school spirit" type of person. I've never really cared if Team A beat Team B or if Quarterback 17 got injured or arrested (well, I guess I listen more if he gets arrested), even if he went to my school. However (and you knew the "however" was well on it's way) this weekend is the big "Boise State vs. U of Idaho" game and I happen to attend Boise State for graduate school. So, when the announcement was made at the elementary school I work for, that all students should support one of the two teams by sporting their Bronco or Vandal gear, I went straight to Fred Meyer and bought myself a bright orange tee for the occasion. Wow, the things I do for my job...

psst....I can't figure out how to create a mirror image of my fabulous shirt, so you'll have to decode the message...

I. NEED. TO. MOVE.


RIGHT. NOW.

I LOVE going to movies alone. LOVE LOVE LOVE it and remembered just why I love it so much this afternoon. After quite a bit of studying this afternoon, I decided to treat myself to a seat in the theater adjacent to the coffee shop I was sitting in. To say that I went to that particular coffee shop, completely across town, without the intention of seeing "Little Miss Sunshine" would be a lie. I knew damn well that I was going to go to the 4:40 show--it was just a matter of whether or not I got the majority of my paper written by the time I needed to pack up my books.

4:30 hit and I packed up my stuff and headed next door. I thought I had it made--until the previews started, I was the only one in the theater. Another couple strolled into the theater and sat atleast 10 rows in front of me. I'm really not sure if they knew I was in there until I saw one of them turn around when I started to laugh quite loudly. But you know what? It doesn't matter if I laughed loudly or not--I was alone. There was no one to embarrass but myself. I could hem and haw all I wanted to. And I could even send absurd text messages throughout the film without being a complete ass. And I did. And it was wonderful.

I give "Little Miss Sunshine" 2 thumbs up for awkwardness and entertainment value. For those who haven't seen it (or hell, even if you have)....Ready, Set, GO see it. Now.

Yar, ya might 'ave missed "Talk Like a Pirate Day" on September 19, but it don' mean ya 'ave ter miss this film. Avast ye skalleywags, it's downright worth it.

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