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ah yes, the effects of a full 8 hours of sleep... and now i'm at
work and hyper and i just need to get out of here and run around...
aaarrrggghhh! stuck in a gray box talking to idiots!!

So, you're interested in becoming a pagan? You'll need to visit the Pagan Name Generator. My pagan name is "Ariadne Artemis Luna". (I actually kinda like that...) Ariadne is Greek and it means "the holy one." Artemis is also Greek and it means "perfect." Luna is Latin for "the moon." so i guess i'm like, the holy perfect moon or something... i'm excited that Luna got in there 'cause i'm a cancer and i'm supposedly ruled by the moon...

this has got to be the weirdest scarf i've ever seen... i wonder if it's warm...

"I think they just wanted their urine up in space and they thought it was the thing to do."

oh.my.god. can you imagine getting a package in the mail that you thought was going to be a lobster and then opening it up and finding a human leg? and, to make it worse, it's the leg of your dead father... ew. well, that's what happened to this woman. that sucks. and it kinda makes me wanna die laughing. because i'm mean. but it's just so ridiculous: "hey, a box with dry ice, it's probably a lobster! rock! i love lobster! i can't wait to have a succulent lobster dinner! wait... what's this? oh my god it's a leg!! it's my dad's leg! oh god a leg!" ew that's so gross...

so sunday beck invited me to come to the superbowl party that was at her firehouse. so i went and had a good time (awesome bread dip. truly awesome) and afterwards beck, alex and i went to dunkin' donuts to get coffee (starbucks was closed). so we had coffee and were served by this weird annoying girl. actually, it turned out that the guy that was working there also was weirdish and possibly annoying as well. i guess they only hire weird/annoying people at dunkin donuts. they had weird donuts as well that night... the manager's special was chocolate with mint icing and it looked just so gross... anyway. so when we left it was suddenly blizzarding outside. beck and i both attempted going south on the northway (i know... shouldn't it be the southway when you're headed in that direction?) but had to abort by exit 8. suckage. all you could see was snow coming atchya. and it was trippy/make you sick(y).

so i went back to my parent's house and since both the wam and the pa weren't home (wam=working, pa=saudi arabia) i slept in their waterbed because i figured it would be more comfy than a sofa or my sister's twin bed. soyeah. so i hate waterbeds and i'm never sleeping in that bed again. ever. i should've aborted right away when i layed (laid? i should've paid more attention during that grammar lesson...) down and my head was lower than my butt. this is an oldschool waterbed here: just a sack of water... not the waveless or more supportive kind. soyeah. so i was curved. like this (turn it 90 degrees clockwise): (

so the bed was all nice and warm because it's heated and that was nice, but the next day my lower back hurt so bad. it sucked to sit at work. and you know, it still hurts today. i hate. hate. hate. waterbeds. i'm sure it'll be better by tomorrow, but it's so irritating that i have to walk around like an old woman when i first get out of my chair.

anyway. had to bitch.

so today is the longest day ever. i can't believe it's only 1230ish. and i've actually done minimal goofing off today. dammit! i just want to go home, put my scrub pants and a hoodie on and veg in front of the tv all night. so lazy...

found a site with a bunch of quizes...

i like my result for the personality quiz (i was a 28/50): "Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well-balanced not to let it go to their head. They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out."

apparently my AIM smiley is the surprised one:

I am the Which smiley are you?


i am 75% in control of my life: "You have a healthy mix of internal drive and belief in external forces (fate, your friends, coworkers, luck). You know when something is your job, and if you want it to turn out good, you will work on it. You also know when something is beyond your control, and you're usually OK with that."

apparently, if i were a drug, i'd be beer: "You're beer, congratulations. You're a fun loving party go-er. You're very popular and always the center of attention. Enjoy your fame..."

I'm 42% whore. which means i'm "decently whore-ish" but I won't post the rest of what it said here because... it's not very nice...