choke on that causality

There should be kitty poo flavored dog treats. I know my dog would love them!

I made out pretty well this Christmas (since I picked out most of my presents from my parents - just clothes from Kohl’s). Also got some coffee, Ratatouille on DVD, and 2 seasons of Wonder Woman.

So we went to Target to return Wonder Woman. Note that Target will let you return up to 2 items per year without a receipt ($20 max each), so that is better than nothing I suppose. I do wish that places were more lenient with their return policies…

I am so annoyed by people who insist on talking on their cell phone in places like Target or Walmart. It irritates me even more when it is a 13 year old girl. And no…it doesn’t make it ok just because you are using a bluetooth headset. If anything, it makes you look worse. Like, catch you from the wrong angle, and you appear schizophrenic.

Instead of saying “what?”, or even “pardon?” when he doesn’t hear what you say…he says “Who?” He must always assume your talking about a person…I dunno.

Instead of “damn!” or “dang!” he says “daggawnn!”

“Parking space” is instead “parkin place”.

If he asks you to help him chop up the “mangoes”, he is really referring to “green peppers”.

Tonight I’m supposed to go shopping with my mom for my christmas presents. Yeah…no surprises for me. I suppose that’s better than getting like socks. Although…You can never have enough socks.

hmm…let’s delve into my history of christmas gifts:

I remember one year that my grandma got me a bag of those little plastic flossing sticks. Weird.

One year my aunt, the family artist, painted/drew a unicorn on the back of a pair of underwear for me. That’s right, I got a unicorn. My cousins got like He-man and dinosaurs. But points for being creative.

No matter what ugly sweatshirt or clothes family buy me…It is always size LARGE. I don’t understand it. Is that the catch-all size for men? It never fits.

Ok…this one wasn’t for christmas, but it was funny nonetheless. One time, instead of money, the tooth fairy left baseball cards under my pillow. I remember crying and crying, until my parents coughed up the funds

Don’t you just love the winter and snow and ice? The shoveling, salting, scraping of car windows, hats that give you that funny flat hair, and that feeling of just guessing where you should park because you can’t see the lines in the parking lot.

Mike and I haven’t put up any christmas stuff yet. No lights outside, no tree, or wreaths or anything. I’m completely unmotivated for any of that junk. We haven’t put up a tree in a couple of years, and even then we only did it once…so besides that I haven’t put up a tree since I lived at home with my parents.

Speaking of my parents and Xmas, they go all out for christmas. My mom literally puts up 2 full size trees, 3 medium size ones, and a various mini-trees around the house. Plus my mom’s normal display of Santa clauses balloons to massive proportions. And they put up this extensive christmas village scene with all these ceramic houses and fake snow and little figurines and snowmans and just bunches of crazy christmas shit.

I just don’t get christmas. I know it’s nice to get gifts and get off of work or school or whatever. But it seems like a whole lotta pain. Maybe it’s just not fun anymore because I’m over the age of 12, and now I’m actually responsible for buying people gifts. Speaking of which, I have no idea what to get anyone. Mike and I already exchanged gifts, and I’m really bad at guessing what people might like. I’m suddenly reminded of all the awful way oversized sweaters and brightly colored fleece shirts that I would get for christmas from family. I know it somewhat takes the surprise or fun out of it…but I’m thinking of just getting gift cards. That’s what I’d really like I suppose.

Wow this post is depressing. The only thing that could make it worse, is talking more about my cat who has ringworm. That’s a fun topic. Ah well…if you don’t like it, then you can just bite me. Merry Christmas everyone!

Today I’m going to a business intelligence event in Columbus. In the car at the moment with nothing better to do.

Yesterday I was so annoyed because I wasn’t able to get talula’s meds. I feel so bad because I want my kitty to get better. I shouldn’t have to call the vet three times to get her to call in the prescription. Then I felt like an idiot cause I was waiting at the pharmacy when she finally called it in. Then I was told that it wouldn’t be ready for another day. Wtf. I’m out of town and mike has to work. Wonderful.

Now we are stuck in traffic and I have to pee.

This is my first attempt at blogging via blackberry. It’s not quite as difficult as I thought it would be.

The weekend has been pretty uneventful. My poor kitten somehow got ringworm. She’s isolated from the other pets at the moment. I have to put stuff on her bad spots a couple times a day. She also has to take some oral meds, but I can’t get it from the pharmacy until monday. I hope none of the other pets get it. Or worse mike or I.

So today it’s been a lot of washing clothes and cleaning. I did go to walmart today and it was crazy. I wanted to punch people. Why don’t people have the least consideration for others?