I think I'm turning into John Becker.

I went to the laundromat today. It was the worst experience ever.

My dad is redoing the basement, so the washer and dryer are unhooked. I desperately needed some clean clothes for work tomorrow. I don't think I had a choice.

Well, I got there and everything was ok, until the older woman came up to me asking for some spare quarters. What? Are you kidding me? If you don't have quarters, you can't do laundry. That's just how it is. Don't ask me for spare change at a damn laundromat.

Then, this family of 5 came in to do one load of laundry. ONE. Who goes to the laundromat for one load? I go with maybe eight loads... but never one. Anyhow, their kids are running around the place screaming and touching my things. (If anybody knows me well, they know I hate kids touching my stuff. It freaks me out. This one time, this kid was touching my Risk board and I swear to god I almost fainted.)

While I was folding my clothes, this woman came up to me and asked me if she could read my magazine. I was like "sure, whatever. I'm just folding clothes here." So I'm folding folding folding. (I had a lot of clothes there.) Maybe half an hour later, I'm all ready to leave and I notice, she's gone! With my magazine! WTF?! I just bought that magazine moments before entering the laundromat. It was clearly mine. I hadn't even finished reading it yet. BITCH! (I'm still pretty upset about that. I mean come on. Show some respect.)

The whole time all this is going on, an older man is on the payphone the entire time. He's not doing laundry. I don't know what he's doing except calling every 800 number that he knows of. I heard a bit of his conversation. It involved imitation diamonds and him getting a discount just because he wants one. Lucky woman he has there. Heh heh.

So, that was my day. Stupid fucking laundromat.

The Bunny & The Bear

You know that post I mentioned on myspace that Fabio filled out? Well, my good friend J filled it out too. I filled out one for him also and it just put me in a really good mood. One of the questions is "what is your favorite memory of me?" This is my favorite memory of J-

When I found out that Bush was re-elected, I went a little crazy. I mean, I got really depressed and was crying uncontrollably. For a month I was in a total shit mood.

Anyhow, the night we found out, we were dating at the time, I was in shock. I just sat there staring at the television as tears welled up in my eyes. Another 4 years? Fuck that. I got really angry and started rambling about how I was going to move to Canada. I was going to pack everything up, my family and all, and take them to Canada.

J, not even batting an eye, took me upstairs to his computer. He looked up entry into Canada for me and showed me how we could move there. Now in his head, I'm sure he was thinking "I'm dating an f-ing looney." But on the outside, he was so supportive. Just knowing that it was possible really made me feel better.

Of course, for the next month I was still really depressed. But that night... that's why I loved him. No matter how crazy and irrational my ideas were (and there were a lot of them) he would help me find a way to do it. He always completely supported me.

And that's one of my favorite memories of J. There's a lot of them- I mean, we dated for a long time. But, this is, at this moment in time, my favorite memory of him.

Oh- in case you were wondering... his favorite memory of me was the time we went to Las Vegas. I wore this big straw hat the whole time we were there. (He actually mentioned the straw hat in his post.) And we spent the entire week playing Risk by the pool... because we were cool like that.

Stupid Boys

What is wrong with Fabio? He's such an asshat lately.

Last night on myspace I put posted a message to all of my friends asking them questions about myself. It was all stupid questions like "what's my favorite food?" just to see how much your "friends" know about you. Well, Fabio responded to it. Here's what he put (my notes are in red...):

"It's a sad day when I'm bored enough to do surveys and questionaires.

Where/when did we meet: Dr. Jekylls, Oktober 2005

Take a stab at my middle name: Actually have no idea. But since you're a girl, it's likely to be Marie. It's not Marie. That's kind of an insult to all ladies to say we all have the same middle name.

How long have you known me: Um... about 9 months?

When is the last time that we saw each other: Friday, sort of

Do I smoke: Sometimes

Do I drink: Yes

What was your first impression of upon meeting me/seeing me: Was very confused. Confused about what? He always gets on my case because I'm so "closed" as he puts it. He also is afraid of me because I'm a girl.

What's one of my favorite things to do: Read

Am I funny: Not big time, but more than the average person.

What's my favorite type of music: punk

What is the best feature about me: Personality-wise, you're very compromising. I think this is your best strength and also your biggest weakness. Physically, I have no idea. Nothing really stands out. nothing really stands out? what? this from a guy who just a week ago was telling me he was very attracted to me? asshat. I am not very compromising. I'm actually a huge bitch and if I don't get my way, I get pissed. So f that.

Am I shy or outgoing: Both

Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules: Both

Would you call me preppy, average, sporty, punk, hippie, glam, nerdy, snobby, gangsta or something else (what): I guess a preppy exterior with a hippie interior, perhaps.

I'm hot? Am I not? Go ahead, you can say ... : Unconventionally, yes. so that's a no...

What is my favorite food: I don't know. Does coffee count as a food?

Have you ever had a crush on me: Sort of.

If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be: There really isn't a good way to sum you up in a nickname. I think your birth name suits you just fine. Fabio always tells me how much he hates my birthname. He's only known bitches with that name. So, thanks!

What's your favorite memory of me: Nothing in particular stands out. Maybe you playing darts. Nothing in particular? How about that weekend we went camping? Or maybe the time we went to the zoo and bay beach? Or the leukemia benefit I went to with you? ASSHAT!

Who do I like right now: How should I know? It's not your condescending ass.

What is my worst habit: I can't say. But I guess smoking ranks a close second. Second? Please, enlighten me Fabio. What is my first worst habit? Huh? What can't you say? You don't have a problem saying anything else apparently.

If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what is the one thing I would bring? If it were for a long time, I think the Risk board would be the most useful. A shorter time... maybe just a carton of smokes. Ok... that's a pretty good call.

Are we friends: Sort of.

Do you want us to be more than friends? No

Do I believe in God? Not in the Christian sense.

Am I family oriented? Quite.

What kind of car do I drive? A gold Saturn?"


What the f was that? Am I overreacting in thinking he's angry at me? I emailed him about it already, but I still needed to vent. Stupid boys.

Gonna dig me a hole. (repeat) Gonna put a nerd in it. (repeat)

I just had to walk up the stairs wearing booties. Yes, booties. Those little plastic slipper/socks that the carpet cleaners left for our entire family. Thank you, carpet cleaners! Even though the carpet is dry, my mom still wants me to wear them probably for the next few days so I don't track in any dirt. Hm. This does not sound like a fun plan to me.

This afternoon, I got through quite a bit of my book. I think I read 150 pages. That's a lot for me to read in one sitting. It was mainly because I was stuck in my room though. My goal is to get that novel finished by the end of Thursday. I can do it! (said in the voice of that one guy who does that voice.)

After my mom gave me the ok to come downstairs, I went shopping at the mall. Woo! Mall! Remember how I won that gift certificate from work? Well, I spent it. There was a ton of sales going on. I got some pretty clothes from the Limited, my all time favorite store. I almost bought my first Banana Republic shirt. But then I thought: Shanghai, are you really a yuppie? And I answered to myself: hells no!

Hehehehe. No, I really like the Banana Republic. I used to date a guy who shopped there a lot, and I always like the way he dressed. J used to get his entire wardrobe there and he'd refuse to purchase even a plain white t-shirt at Target. The problem I have is all of their clothes are pretty expensive. It's a good thing I live in a small town and not New York City or something. I'd be in some trouble. I'm pretty cheap. The shirt I wanted to get was just a plain white sweater thing that was only $25. But I thought, I could buy this at Target on clearance for 5 cents. So, I didn't buy it obviously.

Tonight LJ, Dude, H, and I went for a bike ride. It was on the CE trail. It was pretty alright. I do enjoy a good bike. We probably went for about an hour and a half. Not too shabby.

I don't really have anything to do now... Obviously. And, I don't really have anything to say now... Again... Obviously. I think I'll go on Myspace now and browse for interesting/cute men. So... Good night!

That is a Cosby sweater. A COSBY SWEATER!

I need a break. I'm (still) reading The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova. It's taking me forever to finish. It's very good, but I'm just having trouble getting through it. I suppose it's because it's about a million pages long. After that though, my next book is An Opening Act of Unspeakable Evil by Jim Munroe. So you see, I have to finish this book so I can start the next! Or maybe I'll pick the Vampire Chronicles back up. (The Historian is about Dracula and vampires and everything. That's why I'm itching to read some Anne Rice.) I don't know. I'm kind of a nerd... I suppose I can stop talking about books now?

Today we're having the carpet cleaned. This means that I'm basically locked in my bedroom for the next 4-5 hours since all the other areas of the house have carpet and my mom would freak out if I walked on them and got them dirty. (Was that a run on sentence? Are all of my sentences like that?)

She actually woke me up this morning around 9 to clean the second floor before they came to clean. This wouldn't have been so bad except I had stayed up late last night watching the Cosby Show. Good times.

I really sound like a slacker in my posts. I'm not... usually. Ok, yes, I am 23 years old and living with my parents. I have a shitty job and I spend all my free time on the internet. However, I am a student as well. I'm just not in school right now because it's summer. So there you go.

I always feel the need to defend myself. Deep down, I know I'm too old to be living at home. I'm working on moving out. And I'm such a hypocrite. I would never date a guy who still lived at home. But I think it's different with guys. Am I right? No, I'm not. I'm just being a bitch. I'll stop that.

But my friend McGee is moving home from Boston this summer and there's talk of us living together for a little while. So I'd be out of the house. Then when I graduate, I'll be able to get a decent paying job and stay out of the house. Ta Da!

I've been big on the rambling lately, eh?

A funny thing happened...

I got into work today and received an email. It said "Congratulations to Shanghai for winning the gift certificate to the mall for a job well done!"

What??? Are you kidding me? I hate my job. I mess up all the time. I'm always late or calling in. And you're giving me a reward? I don't mind free cash money... but seriously, why are they encouraging this kind of behavior? I was the only person to receive it on my team.

So my conclusion is: I rock!

I mean, you know how much I complain about my job, how much I thoroughly dislike it. Maybe their plan was to wake until I was almost completely fed up with it and then give me an incentive to stay. Do they read this? Creepy...

I'm actually going to complain about it a little bit more tonight. I've probably mentioned some of these things quite a few times before, but I'm going to list, for you dear reader, the top 5 things I hate about my job. (just watched High Fidelity)

1) I hate when old women call up and won't give me their phone number. They just expect me to send them out a free sample and never hear from them again? All we ask ladies is your opinion about the FREE product. We're not going to try and recruit you to join a cult or something.

2) I hate when old women won't tell me their age. I know you're old. Otherwise, you wouldn't be calling me about makeup for old women. I don't see what the big deal is. I don't know you; you don't know me. Are you so ashamed of your life that you can't admit that you're 55? or 65? or whatever? One woman was so offended by the question of her age that she hung up on me. She. Hung. Up. On. Me. That's ridiculous.

3) I hate how if I have to go to the bathroom, I have to then take a shorter break later on in the day. See, normally I get two 15 minute breaks and a half hour lunch. However, sometimes the schedule genius at my company makes me wait 4 hours in between breaks. I drink a lot of coffee, so naturally I need to pee every hour or so. So if I take a 4 minute bathroom break, that means that one of my breaks gets cut down to 11 minutes to make up for it. Is that bullshit? Or is that bullshit?

4) I hate when people can't hear me on the phone. I have a soft voice, yes. But most people have no problem hearing me. If you are hard of hearing, you should get some sort of assistance when you make phone calls. Don't expect me to speak up when I can hear your television blaring in the background louder than you're speaking. Turn off the tv and then call me.

5) I hate when people sit in a cube near me. I know this sounds stupid, but most of the people I work with talk louder than me. It distracts me quite a bit to hear 3 people around me saying the exact same thing as me. Imagine it: 4 people speaking in unison? Drives me nuts.

So, now I've vented. (in no particular order) Thanks for allowing me to do that. Wait a second... what am I talking about. Nobody reads this. You lucked out!

PS. Thank you spell check. I heart you.

Trash of the Titans

I was driving home from LJ's house tonight when I noticed, there was a path of trash leading almost directly from her place to my place. Weird. It was a single diaper every few yards. WTF?

You can't make stuff like that up. Seriously.

I know you see me as some sort of "booger man..."

I'm extremely tired right now. Why is it no matter how much I sleep, if I've had any alcohol, I'm still super tired? I hate that. You know what else I hate about being hung over? Wasting a full day. I haven't done anything today. I wanted to go biking today. But instead, I've watched a bunch of tv which I mentioned previously... now I'm having a little Simpsons marathon.

I think the smartest thing I've ever done is start my Simpsons collection. I have about 30 tapes of Simpsons episodes. (I know I'm cool...) It's so nice to be able to pop one of those tapes in and be entertained for a few hours. I actually like them more than the dvds I think. I almost never watch my Simpsons dvds. I'm old school like that I guess.

I'm not really sure why I decided that I needed to post anything again tonight. I really have very little to say. But, I was reading some blogs and it always kind of puts me in the mood to write something... even if I'm not saying anything.

Good Night!

Oh, THAT guy...

This weekend was a drunken mess. Yes... I'm going to post about how wasted I got.

Well, Friday night we headed over to Jekyll's, our normal hangout. Well, after a few drinks, I thought it would be a good idea to have LJ hit on a guy for me by sending him a text message... from my phone. So really, it just looks like I'm hitting on him. I don't know why at the time I thought that would be a good idea... oh yea... drunk. Teehee.

Later that night, after the bar closed, I met this boy. He's so cute. For some reason, in the middle of our conversation, I said: "ass sphincter says what?" He totally said what and I busted out laughing. I think I might have ruined my chances with him. But the next time I go out I'm going to try again. (He's a regular at the same bar as me!)

Last night (Saturday) I don't even remember what happened last night. We started out playing monopoly. There was six of us. Then we turned it into a drinking game by making everyone take a shot whenever someone landed on free parking or landed on the go square. Well... There were a lot of shots taken. I passed out on the bathroom floor I guess. Meanwhile, LJ and Medium S went to the casino in Green Bay (about a half hour away.) I woke up at about 10 am when LJ and Medium S got back still drunk as hell. LJ took me home and I passed out again.

So for the past 4 hours that I've been up, I've been doing nothing but watching Batman the animated series and Sex and the City. Both very good shows.

Recently, Fabio informed me, very directly, that he was very interested in me. I always sort of knew, but I chose to ignore it. When he told me right out I felt that I should respond with just as much honesty. I told him I wasn't interested in anything more than a friendship. This was a pretty difficult thing to do. Fabio and I have been friends for a little while now, and I respect him. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt his feelings. And now, where do we go? Are we still friends? Is there going to be an awkwardness between us? (and even bigger one?)

The problem that I have is: is it ever really possible for a male and female to be friends without one of them become interested in something more? I like to believe it is possible. I think it's happened with a lot of my male friends. Although, at one time or another I was interested in them or they in me, but that's generally a passing fancy. Once you really know a person, all their annoying and gross tendancies, is it possible to still be attracted to them if you're not dating?

I also sort of lied to Fabio. I told him that I mainly had no interest in men in general right now. That's not necessarily true. I do like the men. I'm actually sort of infatuated with one right now. I just felt that was a kinder thing to say. Was I wrong? I doubt I'll actually start dating anyone anytime soon. But I worry that if I do, he'll realize that I lied to him. I should have just used the famous line "I'm just not that into you." That's the truth.

In happier news, the drama between H and I is over. We made up. We went biking tonight with LJ. Good times. I love my bike. Biking is probably my favorite form of exercise right now. It just makes me feel good without completely winding me.

I guess that's all I have for tonight. See you tomorrow! (hopefully...)

P.S. If you read this, feel free to comment and introduce yourself. I know people are looking at it... what I don't know is if anybody actually follows up with it besides LJ. Yes, I know. I need constant reassurance. Sorry.

You know what I love? Punk music. I always kind of forget just how much I love it until I hear a new band. I'm listening to all of my booty from the Warped Tour. There's some good stuff out there.

Here are 3 things I relearned on this trip:
1) I'm still terrified of spiders.
2) I still hate revolving doors. They scare the hell out of me. I'm always afraid I'm going to get booted in the ass by the door.
3) Punk is still the best music out there.

and here are 3 things that I learned:
1) Fabio is a teensy bit tone deaf- or he wasn't really trying to sing.
2) LJ is just as scared of spiders as I am. (She always acts so tough... phhht)
3) I hate punk kids nowadays. They're so trendy, and they all look the same. Get a haircut! (hahahaha stupid emo haircuts.) (I sound like a crotchedy old lady now, don't I? "Get a haircut you mangy kids! And get the hell off my lawn!")

So- on a different subject- can anyone tell the difference between Flogging Molly and the Dropkick Murphys? I don't think I could. However, my friends D and J love them. Well, D loves Flogging Molly and hates the Dropkick Murphys. J loves the Dropkick Murphys and thinks Flogging Molly sucks. Who's right? Or are they both right? Eh? Spooky...

Camping Part III: "There's a Holiday Inn! ...oh, and the Warped Tour."

This is the last post about camping... promise.

We woke up on Sunday around 9 probably. I made coffee and everyone had breakfast. It was poptarts. Mmmm. Then we packed everything up.

After that... it was shower time!!!! Yea!!!! This was seriously the best shower ever. I stank so bad. I mean seriously... like campfire, cigarettes, bug spray, ass... you name it, I smelled like it. So the shower was the best thing I could have imagined at that point. Afterwards, we said good bye to the campsite and drove on to Minneapolis.

On the way we stopped at the Bitchin' Kitchen. (or as the lame kids call it "Country Kitchen") LJ and I got commemorative coffee mugs. Then we stopped at Caribou Coffee. It was tasty. I've never been there before. I took a picture though and bought a caribou keychain that looks like a moose. (I know; you're so jealous right now aren't you?)

We finally got to the Warped Tour. Turns out it was outside. I didn't bring sunscreen. I'm super pale so now I'm super red. But the show itself was pretty cool. Got a ton of cds, a t-shirt, a free condom, and some anti-Bush stickers. I got to see Against Me (incredibly good show) Less Than Jake (also good as always) and some other bands that I don't really remember. Unfortunately, we had to miss the Bouncing Souls and NOFX- 2 bands I really wanted to see. But if we wanted to get back at a reasonable hour, we had to leave.

So we left around 7 or 8. I slept most of the car ride home. I was exhausted. The ride was about 5 hours I think. Poor LJ... she musta been tired too. But at least the car ride home we got to listen to punk instead of Fabio's crap.

The End.

Camping Part II: "I Saw a Turtle!"

Saturday, LJ and I woke up around 8 (in the morning!) to go figure out if we had a campsite for that evening. Turns out, because of the storms probably, there was a site open for us. So, we went back to our current site, made some coffee, and than packed it up.

Our new site was actually a lot prettier. It had a view of the lake. It was also way less buggier. (A huge plus since both LJ and I are afraid of everything spider.) We set up our tents again and then relaxed and read our books.

I started to get really sleepy though since we had only gotten 4 hours of sleep the night before. So I made some coffee and convinced everyone we needed to go hiking to Willow Falls.

It was about a mile walk. It was so worth it! Willow falls was beautiful. (Oh... on the trail there, I did actually see a little turtle.) There was also a sort of balcony overlooking the whole thing. It was 180 stairs to it though. But again, it was totally worth it. The view was amazing. Who knew Wisconsin was so beautiful? Well, I suppose I did... but I had never really seen it like this before.

That night we made dinner: potatoes & veggies (made by me!) hotdogs and baked beans right out of the can. Mmmmmm. Then my friends J and D stopped by to hang out for a little bit. I always miss J so it was really good to see him.

We went to bed pretty early, probably around 1. I woke up a few hours later really having to pee. Now, I'm afraid of the dark and apparently everything nature. So, I tried to wake up LJ but she was fast asleep. I didn't want to wake up Fabio either because... well that would be weird. So I went all by myself. It was super scary, but I made it back ok.

When I got back and sat down on my cot, the small rip on the side became a huge hole that wouldn't support me. I know right? That's bullshit. I had to sleep on the floor of the tent, which was still soaking wet from the rain. It was so wet it went right through my sleeping bag. Worst night in a tent ever...

Camping Part I: "And then I found $5".

We drove for a total of 5 hours. We had some great music playing for most of the ride, a lot of it hip hop. Someday, I'll compile the ultimate Wisconsin road trip cd. For the record, Fabio is not allowed to contribute... turns out he has awful taste in driving music. Blech

We got to the campsite and started setting up. LJ noticed the site was reserved for Thursday and Friday instead of Friday and Saturday. Dun dun DUN! So, she went back to talk to the reservation chicks (or the old lady and the high school dropout as Fabio referred to them as) and straighten it out while Fabio and I continued to set up.

Just as a side note... while setting up my cot, I totally got my finger caught in one of the hinges resulting in a huge blood blister. Major grody.

LJ got back and informed us that they did indeed have our reservation in the system incorrectly. And! There was nothing they could do to correct it. We'd just have to wait for tomorrow to see if a campsite opened up. So, we didn't even know if we'd be able to stay all weekend. We could end up homeless in Hudson! We figured we'd better live it up tonight.

Fabio got the fire started. (The only one he was able to start all weekend... silly boyscout.) It was going pretty good when... WHOOSH! It started downpouring. Somehow, the fire managed to not go out. LJ was cutting chicken in pouring rain. (we were having shishkabobs for dinner.) Then, we all cowered around the fire trying to cook it. It actually turned out really good. I would recommend campfire chicken to all y'all.

Shortly after that, the rain stopped. The rest of the night consisted of chilling by the fire: drinking, smoking too much, dance party in the woods, and some lively games of Ratfink (or Egyptian Ratfuck depending on where you're from?)

Good times. Good times.

Then we went to bed.

I'm 58% Wisconsin

This is from my myspace page. I think it's pretty accurate but I know for damn sure that I'm more Wisconsin than this. I think the last question: "You believe Wisconsin really is the good life and could never leave." should count for 70% of this because really, that's all that matters. It is the good life.

How Wisconsin are you?

[ ] You were born in Wisconsin
[ ] You can taste a difference in cheese or milk made somewhere else. (or have never tasted cheese or milk from somewhere else)
[ ] You own at least one tie with a or peice of jewelry with a Green Bay Packer theme.
[x] You can find and pronounce : Eau Claire, Oconomowoc, Menomonee Falls, Waukesha, La Crosse, and Fond du Lac.
[x] You can correctly spell Milwaukee.
Total: 2

[x] You know what "bubbler" means.
[x] Your pretty sure your family will dis-own you if you stop being a Packer fan.
[x] When the weather hits 0 degrees you decide that maybe it's time to get out a jacket instead of a sweatshirt.
[x] You know what a brat is, and they're at every outdoor event that your family has ever had.
[x] You know how to make a very good sled out of normal household items.
Total: 5

[ ] You family owns a "winter car" while the "good one" sits in the garage from Nov-Apr. (its more like an all year round car and then when summer comes the muscle cars come out)
[ ] You put ketchup on a charcoal grilled NY strip steak.
[x] You can make sense out of the words "upnort" and "Trivers".
[x] You can visit Luxemburg, Holland, Belgium, Denmark, Berlin, New London & Poland all in one afternoon.
[x] At least twice a year, the kitchen doubles as a meat processing plant or cannery.
Total: 3

[ ] You consider using your life savings to go to a Packer game
[x] Down South to you means Chicago.
[x] You don't have a coughing fit from one sip of Pabst Blue Ribbon.
[ ] You can use the word "ya der hey" easily in a sentence
[ ] Your whole family wears green and gold to church on Sunday.
Total: 2

[ ] You own a cheesehead
[x] You know how to polka .
[ ] You're a member of the Polar Bear Club and proud of it.
[x] You know what a FIB is and can spot them a mile away.
[x] You think of the major four food groups as cheese, beer, brats and sausages.
Total: 3

[ ] You have eaten a cow pie at the State Fair.
[x] You know several people who have hit a deer.
[x] Your school classes were canceled because of the cold.
[ ] Your school classes were canceled because of the heat.
[x] You switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
Total: 3

[ ] There was at least one kid in your class who had to help milk cows in the morning
[x] You have ever partied at Summerfest, Festa Italiana, German Fest, Irish Fest, or Oktoberfest.
[x]You have partied at all of the above mentioned fest and some others
[ ] You or someone you know was a "Dairy Princess" at a county fair.
[x] You have cow pharaphenilia around your house.
Total:3

[x] You measure distance in hours.
[ ] You drive at 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard, without flinching. (We laugh at southerners who stop driving when there's a dusting of snow. If you can't handle it, get off the road, or get run over)
[ ] You think vegetarians shouldnt be allowed in Wisconsin (if god didnt want us to eat animals, then why are they made out of meat? haha)
[x] You have once worn your Halloween costume over a snowsuit.
[x] You know what cow-tipping is.
Total: 3

[x] Its called soda.
[x] You bring your groceries home in a bag
[ ] You consider Madison exotic.
[ ] You buy cat litter every winter, but you don't own a cat.
[x] You have used your hand as a map of Wisconsin.
Total: 3

[ ] You think the start of deer season is a national holiday.
[ ] You were unaware there is a legal drinking age.
[ ] You refer to the Packers as "we".
[x] You have once been to a city with more bars then stores and churches combined.
[xxxxxxx] You believe Wisconsin really is the good life and could never leave.
Total: 2

Grand Total: 29
Now Multiply by 2 and repost as "I'm ___% wisconsin"

For the love of god

I swear, today is the worst goddamn day I've had in a long time.

Work sucked. I have to talk to all these crankity old women about there damn makeup. This is how an average conversation goes:

Shanghai: Would you mind sharing your age with me?
Old Bag: I'm 5,000 years old. But I look like I'm 21. Everybody tells me that! (Do you know how many times I've heard this? a million. Listen old women... if you're 80, you fucking look like you're 80. You're not fooling anyone.)
Shanghai: [laughing] Oh well that's super! [giving phone the double finger]
Old Bag: This is free right? (sounding crotchety)
Shanghai: Oh absolutely! This is a free sample.
Old Bag: And you're not going to send me a bunch of junk mail are you? I don't want anybody calling me or sending me anything.
Shanghai: Well, we would like to get your feedback, but if you'd prefer we don't call...
Old Bag: You don't need to call me. This is free right?!?!
Shanghai: [tears hair out] It sure is free. And don't you worry your wrinkly old face. We don't have to contact you. [gives phone double finger again and mouths "bitch"]
Old Bag: Give me all the free samples you got. I'm old and I like free crap. Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
Shanghai: Well, I can only send you out one sample. Then, give us a call back and we can send you another one out at that time.
Old Bag: I'm old! Give me stuff! I deserve it because I'm old and mean and you're young. Give me the free crap!!!

So- This is basically every call I get. I tell you, a little politeness would go a long way for these women. I talk to hundreds of women a week. The ones I give extra samples to? The nice ones. The ones whose information I "forget" to save? The crotchety ones. Thanks for letting me vent. I really do respect elderly people in real life, just not at work. (whatever sense that makes...)

After work...

H wanted to talk on our walk tonight. So, we did. It was me, H, Dude, and LJ walking. H and I were the only ones saying a thing. Nothing got solved. She left in a huff and I don't know what the hell is going on. Stupid goddamn walk. Why'd she have to push this talk??? I don't want to f-ing talk. There's nothing to talk about. The only thing this talk accomplished is it made me angrier and it made me look like a huge bitch.

Then I got home and my computer is not working no matter what I do. Do you know how frustrated I am right now? This computer will not work with any monitor that I hook up to it. It will not let me successfully install anything. Now, I'll admit, I'm a computer retard. However, I know some basics. I did every goddamn thing right.

AARRRGGGHHH!!! I really wish I had a punching bag.

I'm super serial!

It's been awhile. Let me catch you up with all the drama that's been going on lately:

Well, LJ and I met H out on Friday night. It was a good time. Later on, Fabio told us that H was talking all sorts of trash about us before we got there to anyone who would listen. Saying things like we were ignoring her and sam-lam-bam was super lame and immature and... we were bitches. I know right? The nerve of her.

So I confronted her and she's denying it and saying Fabio is lying. Big surprise. Why wouldn't she say that? I'm not really even in the mood to talk to her or see her face. She wants to put this all behind her.

I do too, but I sort of think I actually want to put the friendship behind me. Is it really worth it to be friends with somebody who thinks so poorly of me? We've been friends for years. But I know me, and this is something I'm not going to easily get over. I feel very betrayed. I'm not a bitch.

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In other news, only a few days left until we go camping! I'm so very excited. I can't wait to see the campsite. There's supposed to be a little waterfall and everything! My dad showed LJ and me how to set up the tent and he gave us a bunch of other stuff. (like pans and sleeping bags... you know... camping stuff.) I'm super excited.

Beer Beer Beer Bed Bed Bed

Today was an exciting day. I got to go to the NEW Zoo in Green Bay. See... a while back I won a scavenger hunt that Fabio was doing and my prize was a $50 date with him. So today was the date. Here's how it went:

First, we stopped at Starbucks. I got an iced coffee. Yummy yummy!

Then we drove to the zoo. On the way we discussed how the word yummy should never be used in the title of anything as it takes away all credibility of the establishment. (Ex. the Yummy Buffet in Madison, WI... sounds a little sketch, right?) Well, this was my stand at least. Fabio seemed to think it was perfectly reasonable to name a Chinese restaurant the Yummy Buffet because it is in fact yummy.

We spent about 2 hours at the zoo. I got a burned by the sun. But! I got to see peacocks and giraffes right up close! I took some awesome pictures which I'll have to post on here at another time-I'm sort of busy right now.

After that, we went to Bay Beach. I found out that I am indeed getting old. We went on the yo-yo ride (or the giant swings) and I got so dizzy I thought I was going to pass out. This could be from the heat though too. (It was a super sunny warm day here in Wisconsin.) We also went on the train ride around the park... not as fun as I had imagined it would be. And then, we went on the ferris wheel, which also made me a little dizzy. WTF? I think the heat was definitely getting to me.

After that, we drove back home. We stopped at some Mexican restaurant and had a margarita and ate some tasty food. Then we stopped at Starbucks again. Then I went home.

Wow! What a super fantastic day! Everything you need for a good time is there. Animals, rides, coffee, and Mexican food. Yummy yummy!! The only thing missing was the cotton candy which I realized I had forgotten to get at Bay Beach once we were already home. Sigh. Oh well-almost perfect.

Cats are pretty clever. Right now, one of my cats, Miette, is stalking a fly. She's very good at catching her prey. She doesn't have her claws anymore though so I'm not really sure how she does it. But let me tell you, that cat is focused right now on killing that fly. Good for her. I hate bugs. She can get them all. The only problem is, my parents are thinking of giving her away to LJ. I sure will miss her. She's such a pretty cat... Sigh. Not that I won't ever see her... I'm over at LJ's house all the time. But still, I'll miss having her around.

Tonight, I biked home from LJ's house and got caught in a downpour. I mean seriously, it was bad. I had to stop at this little business and hang out under an overhang. Then I had to call my dad and have him come pick me up. There was no way I could finish biking. The parking lot was completely flooded. Sigh. I should have known better. But it was kind of fun biking in the rain like that. :)

"The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles"

I just finished reading this book today. It was excellent! I would recommend it to anybody. I was going to attempt to write something up about it, but I'm really not that clever. So, there is a link to a review in one of my previous posts... if anyone is interested.

Other than that, I cleaned the entire house today. Tuesdays are my cleaning days as I have off of work. My mom was taking her afternoon nap. She is not fully recovered yet from the surgery so I have been doing the housework for her. Besides that, her MS does not allow her to do a whole lot of cleaning anymore. I don't mind though. It's good to be able to help out. And something that takes me 3 hours to complete would take her 3 days. (She has to stop and rest a lot when she does anything physical.)

Later tonight I'm going over to LJ's to do our evening walk with Dude. We are trying to convince H to join the party, but no luck so far... which reminds me, I still have to call her this afternoon and see if she's up for a walk/jog. I'm looking forwad to it though. This is the best part of the night as it clears my mind. I'm debating now if I should bike over there or drive. It has been raining quite a bit today and I would hate to get stuck in the rain on my bike. However, I haven't ridden anywhere in a few days. I think I'll risk it and try to bike.

I'm debating if I should try to advance at work. There's a position open for a manager. I'm qualified and have experience, but do I really want the extra work? When I go back to school, I'm not sure that I'll be able to handle that. However, I do really dislike my job and moving up would make it a lot more bearable. What do you think? Today's the last day I can apply. Maybe I'll just submit my resume and think about it more. I can always decide not to take it if they offer it to me. The odds that they would are probably pretty slim anyhow since I've only been with the company a few months. Oh well. I'll give it a try. Just to see what happens I suppose.

Whoa there!

Sorry about that. I guess I had posted my last blog about 30 times for whatever reason. So... I took care of that. (If anybody out there noticed?) See, last night I was having some problems with my computer and figured if I hit the button like 20 times in a row, it would work better. I guess it did... dir?

Anyhow, I keep planning to write something interesting on here. So later today I promise I will! I just need to finish reading my book and then clean the bathrooma dn THEN I'll totally write it up.

You put the beer in the coconut...

I just found out today that I have off of work on the weekend of June 16th ish. LJ also got that weekend off. This means we get to go camping around Minneapolis for the weekend and go to Warped Tour! Yea! I'm super excited. I'm gonna mosh in some pits and build me some fires. (and by build me some fires I mean watch LJ build some fires...)

Other than that, we've decided to renew the SLAM contract. Only this time, we have a new participant... Dude. So we had to rename it. Now it's SAM-LAM-BAM. Pretty awesome, eh? I'm probably like the coolest person you'll ever know. Hehehe. I'm totally kidding. I'm probably like the biggest loser you'll ever meet.

So, this month, I'm not allowed to smoke, drink, or eat fast food again. Plus, I have to work out 4 times a week. Hopefully, I'll actually lose weight this month. Last month, I didn't lose a pound. Isn't that shitty? Not a single pound. And I didn't even cheat at all. So I guess I'll have to eat even healthier this month. Sigh.

I guess that's it for tonight.

PS. Work sucks ass. Maybe tomorrow I'll write about why that is...

Cheese Fest

So, you're probably thinking to yourself "Shanghai, what do you do up there in Wisconsin for fun?" Well, I'll tell ya.

Cheese Fest.

That's right. Cheese. Fest. That's where I'm going tonight. It's a celebration of our dairy air. Hahahahaha! (I love that.) Carnival rides are only $1. Woo! So this is where LJ and I will be tonight. Along with Fabio, and the K boys... plus I'm sure other people. Not H though. I'm not speaking to her right now. (Long boring story.) Actually, I'm not too fond of Fabio right now either. He's been an asshat lately. But whatever. It doesn't matter tonight. Tonight is a time to put aside our differences and eat some cheese! I'm so excited I could scream.

I'll be sure to let you know how it went.

Worst Grandparents Ever

"Couple ordered hit on grandkids"

Why'd they order a hit on the dog?

Free Dessert... Yummy yummy!

So, we went to the Olive Garden this evening for dinner. (me, LJ, Dude, and H)It was delicious. I don't care what anyone says... I love the Olive Garden.

We had to wait though for our table for like 45 minutes. Turns out, they forgot about us! So Dude complained to the manager (who was super cute by the way) and got us all free dessert. Sigh. So delicious. The dessert was good too. hahahaha. I'm so funny sometimes it hurts. (See because I said so delicious about the manager... but I didn't really... never mind. I'll just amuse myself.)

Although, that just meant we definitely had to work out after dinner. H was not having that. She desperately did not want to work out. All we do is walk though and jog for maybe 5 minutes. It's really not that strenuous. We did end up convincing her after awhile. So, I think she's hooked.

My evil plan is coming together nicely. Just kidding. I don't have an evil plan. I was trying to think of one... but I'm too tired. So, I'll just eat my leftover dessert and watch South Park. Night folks!

P.S. If you want to hear a good song, listen to Crazy by Me First and the Gimme Gimmes. Thats what's playing in my car right now and it is so good. Everything sounds better in punk.

Oh Wonderful Thursday!

Thursdays are fast becoming my favorite day of the week. Why? Well, I have nothing to do on Thursdays. I don't have to work. I just get to hang out and do whatever.

So, today, I have big plans. Clean out the kitty litter (the one downside of Thursdays) do some yoga, finish my book. (The Wind-Up Bird Chronicles) Then, tonight, LJ, Dude and I are taking H out to dinner for a late celebration of her birthday. I think we're going to end up going to the Olive Garden.

So, I get to wrap her present all pretty. My friends think I'm a loser because I put a lot of effort into making sure a present looks pretty. I think the prettier the package, the more I love the person.

That's how my mom is too. She told me today that she's proud of the fact that I'm like her. I said: Why? Because I'm a space cadet who can't focus? (at the time I was doing 3 different things completely unrelated: having a conversation with her, trying to wrap H's present, typing an email to R, and get me some more coffee... So I guess that's 4. Go me!)I don't know what the point of this paragraph is. Hm.

Ok, well I should probably get on that kitty litter. My dad's complaining that it smells like ass. (Whatever, it's totally not that bad.)