My daily drama

So here we go. Yesterday, I got up around 8:30am, because like a freak I cannot even sleep in on days off. I actually just sat in bed waiting for a more reasonable time to actually vacate the bed, but my bladder did not comply. (What's a girl to do?) So I got up and putzed around the apt. some. Eventually Ralph and I went to Sam's club to buy some junk that we probably didn't need, but that's my baby, always finding crap to fill the apt. with that I have to find a special little home for. But I love him, so...you deal right? I also decided to go to Fresh Market to buy some decent groceries. Publix is still good, but Fresh Market was on Top Chef...hello...quality. I ended up cooking cod filets, green bean with a lemon dill sauce, and some corn on the cob. Don't I sound fancy...really it comes from boredom. Then I went to the mall to get the rest of my contacts, because for some reason they wanted to hold on to them until they were sure I really wanted/paid for them...or to see if at 24 I could manage to figure out how to put in/take out my contacts everyday. I mean seriously, just give me the damn boxes. Then I went to work and told off one of my bosses. Seriously. I told her to "Pay atttention to her group, and I would pay attention to mine..." over a walkie talkie. My balls are HUGE sometimes, I swear. But Angela is a super-ultra-mega bitch so she had it coming. Then later when I was leaving she wanted to discuss the situation and I said "I'm off the clock and I have a car full of people to drive home from Lady Lake (1.5 hours away) and I have to be back at work at 5am, so no." She also didn't care for that. Whatever. Deal with it.

Then I went to work this morning to do a Publix. With Nitin. Alright Jen let me fill you in. This guy has been driving me absolutely BONKERS since I started working for RGIS. He follows me like a love-sick puppy, but likes to show his affection by doing the equilivant of pulling my hair. Lately it has intensified, so much that I almost have to cling to Ralph at work. Today he made me count 2 freezers. Two very very cold freezers. I swear he does it too see what gets cold. Whatever. Then the Publix ran long. It ended at 12:30pm, way too late for something that starts at 5am. Then Larry decided to "talk" to me about the "incident". And basically, I told him in not so many words that "I wasn't sorry, and wasn't apologizing for it". He basically just said don't say it over the walkie talkie. Whatever. Ugh.

But, now I'm home. And Ralph is making up lyrics to "American Pie" at random. Which is making me laugh. And he's making a lemonade, which in 90% sugar 2% water and 8% lemon juice. Man, he's great.

About a vacation...AWESOME IDEA!!! I love it. A cruise some place warm and sunny. Like Jamaica or the US Virgins. Ok? Let's start planning it! It'll be great! Plus it is totally something to look forward to, and then if all goes well...we should do it again, and again, and again! Ok! I love you girls...

By the way, boys...I guess are necessary. I mean without them we may just jump the first cabana boy we see right?

XOXOXOX