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        <title>the diary of one pissed off slave to retail</title>
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            <title>100+ reasons. (current count: 31)</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 16:38:58 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;my mother in law is staying with us from August 16th - September 4th.&amp;#160;
she is here to help with baby.&amp;#160; (once she comes!&amp;#160; i was due &lt;em&gt;yesterday&lt;/em&gt;!!)&amp;#160; but, all she has done is &lt;strong&gt;drive me crazy&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;#160; i plan on updating this list daily/hourly/up to the minute, whatever :P &lt;br /&gt;the first part.. is from my lj.&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m just going to copy/paste. (#1-11)&lt;br /&gt;please pray i go into labor during the middle of the night so she will be sleeping &amp;amp; i can sneak out to the hospital.&amp;#160; if i make it to my induction (i&amp;#39;m crossing my fingers that i do - so my mom is here).. i plan on going ALONE.&amp;#160; my husband will meet me there once i get checked into a room.&amp;#160; i will then call my sister.&amp;#160; then, no one will be called or see me till addison is born.&amp;#160; even then, the nurses will have strict instructions to only let 1 extra visitor at a time.&amp;#160; only when i feel up to it.&amp;#160; that&amp;#39;s it.&amp;#160; too bad for marcs family who all live here &amp;amp; will try to bombard me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. i got a &amp;quot;lecture&amp;quot; on why we shouldnt of rented this duplex.&amp;#160;
although, we have lived here for nearly 2 years now.&amp;#160; she has pointed out all it&amp;#39;s &amp;quot;faults&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;.
she made me go to the mall today to &amp;quot;walk&amp;quot; to hurry this baby OUT.&amp;#160;
yet, she knows my mom cant get into town till thursday (the day of my
induction).&amp;#160; i want my mom there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. it&amp;#39;s
not safe to drive around with less than 1/2 a tank of gas in the car.&amp;#160;
SERIOUSLY?&amp;#160; because i ONLY put 1/2 a tank at a time in the car.&amp;#160;
because it takes me like a week to use it.&amp;#160; get over it!&amp;#160; unless you
want to pay for my gas?&lt;br /&gt;she also put $5 of gas in the rodeo.&amp;#160; i was 1/2 expecting her to make us pay her back for it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. she
lectured marc on the fact that his car (the rodeo) was &amp;quot;messy&amp;quot; inside.&amp;#160;
there were too many empty water bottles in there.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; a couple work
shirts in the back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;. i was sleeping yesterday morning at 10am.&amp;#160; i
woke up originally at 8am.&amp;#160; she wasnt here.&amp;#160; i watched the news, fell
back asleep.&amp;#160; she woke me up, &amp;amp; decided i shouldnt be sleeping in
that late.&amp;#160; &amp;quot;we have things to do you know!&amp;quot; (the mall walking) no. we don&amp;#39;t.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6&lt;/strong&gt;.
she yells at our dog. for welcoming her home. &amp;quot;go lay down!&amp;quot; uhm, she
just wants to say hi?&amp;#160; then gets mad when the dog stays at her feet
when she eats.&amp;#160; then proceeds to feed the dog scraps.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7&lt;/strong&gt;. she
hasnt seen me since the wedding last year. &amp;amp; no pictures of me
pregnant. yet keeps telling me i dropped. &amp;amp; rubbing my belly.&amp;#160; i have no dropped. at all. get off my belly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;/strong&gt;. she keeps telling people how she is going to be in the delivery room.&amp;#160; this is how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;her:
&amp;quot;yeah! i&amp;#39;m going to be there.&amp;#160; i told stefani i would be in there for
her.&amp;quot;&amp;#160; note: i did not ASK her to be there. i dont want her there.&amp;#160; i
dont want anyone but my husband &amp;amp; sister (for pictures)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;.
i woke up this morning (saturday) &amp;amp; she was deciding on how to
REARRANGE MY LIVING ROOM.&amp;#160; uhm, that would require us redoing our
surround sound which is SCREWED INTO THE CEILING.&amp;#160; no. we are not
rearranging.&lt;br /&gt;plus, she wanted to put the longest couch on the
shortest wall, move the shorter couch to the longer wall &amp;amp; put the
arm chair.. IN FRONT OF THE FIREPLACE.&amp;#160; like, not &amp;quot;floating&amp;quot; in front
of it.&amp;#160; but directly blocking it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10&lt;/strong&gt;. she questioned me
on my mail.&amp;#160; if i shred everything that comes in with my name on it.&amp;#160;
because of identity theft.&amp;#160; yes, they are going to come &amp;amp; steal my
newest magazine.&amp;#160; steal my name &amp;amp; address!! oooooh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11&lt;/strong&gt;.
we have gone out to eat for 3 meals since wednesday.&amp;#160; she has only paid
for ONE of her meals.&amp;#160; she just orders with us &amp;amp; allows us to glady
pay for it.&amp;#160; then, doesnt offer cash.&amp;#160; tonight was the kicker...&amp;#160; we
went out to eat at a buffet.&amp;#160; she doesnt even stand near us when
paying, yet says &amp;quot;oh, one of those buffets is for a senior citizen&amp;quot;.&amp;#160;
then, never offers us cash.&amp;#160; we leave, go to get gas for the car.. we
are halfway home, &amp;quot;oh! thanks for buying me dinner!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK? WE NEVER OFFERED?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt;. if we fall asleep on the couch, she looks over &amp;amp; asks loudly.. &amp;quot;you takin&amp;#39; a nap over there?!&amp;quot;&amp;#160; GOOD GOD, STFU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13&lt;/strong&gt;.
my mom calls me, just to check up.&amp;#160; she was going to buy baby clothes.&amp;#160;
i was like &amp;quot;oh, just wait till we see how big she is &amp;amp; we can
decide on what size to get for the fall&amp;quot;&amp;#160; she is eves dropping &amp;amp;
says under her breath &amp;quot;she will need 6-9 mos&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; OH RLY?&amp;#160; THANKS FOR
LISTENING!&amp;#160; good god.&amp;#160; my mom was like &amp;quot;what did she say?&amp;quot; i was like
&amp;quot;nothing, but i think 3-6 should be okay, if she isn&amp;#39;t huge by the time
she comes out&amp;quot;&amp;#160; hahaaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;/strong&gt;. i&amp;#39;m currently driving my sister in laws saturn.&amp;#160; she doesnt use it as she just bought a new car.&amp;#160; she doesnt need it back till her 16 year old son starts drivers ed sometime later this year.&amp;#160; well, sometimes it makes.. noises.&amp;#160; like, a vibrating noise when you first start it.&amp;#160; it&amp;#39;s from when her daughter hit a pole.&amp;#160; it vibrates for maybe 1 minute &amp;amp; stops.&amp;#160; my mother in laws reaction &amp;quot;OH THAT IS NOT A GOOD NOISE, IT NEEDS TO BE LOOKED AT&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; then, some rubber tubing was slightly coming off the door. &amp;quot;OH THIS NEEDS TO BE FIXED, THAT CAN&amp;#39;T BE GOOD&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; i was accelerating &amp;amp; my foot slipped off the gas &amp;amp; it was in the process of changing gears (it&amp;#39;s automatic) making an odd noise.&amp;#160; &amp;quot;WHAT WAS THAT? THAT&amp;quot;S NOT GOOD.&amp;quot;&amp;#160; i just go. &amp;quot;my foot slipped, it&amp;#39;s fine.&amp;quot;&amp;#160; omfg. the car RUNS.&amp;#160; it goes from point A to point B.&amp;#160; it&amp;#39;s SIX YEARS OLD.&amp;#160; GET THE HELL OVER THE NOISES.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15&lt;/strong&gt;. my husband sits in the back seat, &amp;amp; lets him mom sit up front (i always drive).&amp;#160; i will say something to my husband &amp;amp; look at him in the rear view mirror while saying it.&amp;#160; he will hear what i say, but she wont be paying attention, then she loudly asks &amp;quot;what?&amp;quot;&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m like &amp;quot;nothing, i was talking to marc&amp;quot;&amp;#160; GOD DAMN. do you HAVE to listen to my fucking conversation?&amp;#160; i counted her doing this 6 times in &lt;em&gt;one &lt;/em&gt;15 minute car ride today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16&lt;/strong&gt;. marc &amp;amp; i were laying on the couch.&amp;#160; play fighting with our legs for room on the couch.&amp;#160; my MIL looks over &amp;amp; says &amp;quot;oh my god! watch out for the baby!&amp;quot;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; uhm? she is safe in my belly.&amp;#160; marc wasnt even close to my belly.&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m pretty sure i&amp;#39;ve made it -this- far into pregnancy &amp;amp; the baby is JUST FINE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17&lt;/strong&gt;. she calls me &amp;quot;ma&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; hi, my name is STEFANI.&amp;#160; not &amp;quot;ma&amp;quot;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18&lt;/strong&gt;. she has now started telling the dog that daddy (my husband) is home from work.&amp;#160; my dog understands what we say &amp;amp; this prompts her to get excited thinking my husband is going to come through the door.&amp;#160; i have to correct her &amp;amp; say, no, he isn&amp;#39;t. calm down.&amp;#160; GOOD GOD.&amp;#160; just because the dog stares at her!&amp;#160; but i keep the blinds open for her to look out.&amp;#160; poor dog gets so sad when she sees he is CLEARLY not there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19&lt;/strong&gt;. i have seen her get off the couch 2 times today.&amp;#160; one time to get pizza that *i* made for myself.&amp;#160; but i felt bad, &amp;amp; offered her some.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; the second time she came in the kitchen asking, &amp;quot;whatcha doin&amp;#39;, ma?&amp;quot;&amp;#160; DONT CALL ME MA.&amp;#160; and i was doing DISHES.&amp;#160; which is quite obvious from where she sits.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;she knows we have to hand wash all our dishes b/c the washer is broken.&amp;#160; yet, doesnt offer to help.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; just adds to the mess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt;. we are apparently out of bottled water.&amp;#160; we *had* about 8 bottles in there this morning.&amp;#160; i have only had 1.&amp;#160; marc had 1.&amp;#160; WHERE DID THE OTHER 6 GO?&amp;#160; oh, that&amp;#39;s right.. sitting on the couch wears you out.&amp;#160; i guess i better add THAT to the grocery list.&amp;#160; ugh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160; she moved on to drinking pepsi.&amp;#160; she doesnt like pepsi.&amp;#160; she took one sip &amp;amp; goes &amp;quot;ew&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; told marc he could drink it. i KNOW she doesnt like pepsi, yet still opened one?&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22&lt;/strong&gt;. i&amp;#39;m cooking porkchops tonight.&amp;#160; they aren&amp;#39;t cheap.&amp;#160; she hasnt offered us grocery money, or offered to buy herself groceries.&amp;#160; so WE are supporting HER.&amp;#160; she hasnt even offered to help me in the kitchen.&amp;#160; i forget, which one of us is pregnant?&amp;#160; &amp;amp; i&amp;#39;m pretty sure marc &amp;amp; i dont make enough money to feed her too.&amp;#160; we weren&amp;#39;t planning on having to feed another adult mouth during maternity leave.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23&lt;/strong&gt;. she has had the lights on in the house since 8am.&amp;#160; wasting electricity.&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m *pretty sure* sunlight is free.&amp;#160; my electricity bill is going to be HUGE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24&lt;/strong&gt;. she got upset because i went to my doctors appointment WITHOUT HER.&amp;#160; uhm, i&amp;#39;m a big girl, i don&amp;#39;t need someone with me! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25&lt;/strong&gt;. i was collecting laundry.&amp;#160; i always check marcs pockets for receipts because he never takes them out of his shorts.&amp;#160; she looks over and says, &amp;quot;oh his pockets are empty, i checked them already for money&amp;quot;&amp;#160; she wasnt kidding.&amp;#160; she fucking checked his shorts for cash, then tossed them BACK on the floor.&amp;#160; then, points out all his clothes that are dirty &amp;amp; doesnt help me out to get them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26&lt;/strong&gt;. during my labor she told me when each contraction was starting..as if i couldnt feel it?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27&lt;/strong&gt;. she also tried allowing herself to stay in the room during procedures when they asked everyone to leave. except marc.&amp;#160; she was like, &amp;quot;well i&amp;#39;d like to stay&amp;quot;&amp;#160; i would have to say.. &amp;quot;MARC CAN BE THE ONLY ONE&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28&lt;/strong&gt;. since i had an emergency c-section, i was unable to walk the same night.&amp;#160; addison had TONS of diaper changes the first night.&amp;#160; she complained that she had to change her, yet.. allowed herself to stay at the hospital over night.&amp;#160; how was i supposed to change her?&amp;#160; i was stuck in a bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29&lt;/strong&gt;. she complained that i asked her to pick stuff up off the floor &amp;amp; help me at the hospital.&amp;#160; once again, I CANT BEND OVER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;#160; we are back home now.. she does laundry all day.&amp;#160; wasting my water &amp;amp; electricity.&amp;#160; there is nothing to be washed, yet she keeps washing shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31&lt;/strong&gt;. still calling me &amp;quot;ma&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; this morning (at 11am): &amp;quot;just gettin up, ma?&amp;quot;&amp;#160; uh, i have a newborn, ive BEEN up.&amp;#160; &amp;quot;so what are you hungry for, ma?&amp;quot;&amp;#160; well, i dont know who the fuck MA is.&amp;#160; but stop calling me that.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>!!</title>
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            <description>    &lt;p&gt;holy cow, it&amp;#39;s been a while, huh?&amp;#160; march!&amp;#160; before i knew i was having a girl, even!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;addison is due in the next 5 1/2 to 7 1/2 weeks (assuming i go past due).&amp;#160; i can go at any time &amp;amp; the doctor will not stop labor, now that i have successfully passed the 34 week mark! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;life has been CRAAAZY.&amp;#160; but good.&lt;br /&gt;i do read time to time.&amp;#160; just not lots of comments, but i read!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;3 i will do better.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>story of the B.</title>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 16:47:21 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;it&amp;#39;s actually pretty short &amp;amp; sweet!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she has been with the company since the week of thankgiving last year.&amp;#160; so, roughly 4 months.&amp;#160; and has been late a grand total of 18 times.&amp;#160; all documented.&amp;#160; she has been written up twice &amp;amp; given one verbal for the tardiness &amp;amp; other misc stuff.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;saturday, she calls in one hour before her shift (we require two hour notice) and tells me she will be 2-3 hours late (she is required to tell our boss).&amp;#160; i say, okay bye!&amp;#160; and hang up.&amp;#160; giggle. tell my boss.&amp;#160; she goes, &amp;quot;i&amp;#39;m done&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; i get all bug eyed.&amp;#160; because from what i&amp;#39;ve heard, my boss LIKES the B.&amp;#160; but apparently not!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;she made a call to our district manager who called our regional who made the decision monday morning to can the B!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, the bad thing..&lt;br /&gt;the B (a lesbian, but not the bad part) was dropped off monday at work by her girlfriend.&amp;#160; on her girlfriends way home, she was involved in a car accident.&amp;#160; which totalled the B&amp;#39;s car.&amp;#160; her girlfriend (1) isnt covered by insurance -medical- (2) has no texas drivers license.&amp;#160; just an out of date illinois one.&amp;#160; ha!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the B ended up leaving after 45 minutes monday.&amp;#160; giving her monday/tuesday off.&amp;#160; she comes back tomorrow.&amp;#160; and will be canned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#39;m so excited!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. my site is no longer nineteen80.net&amp;#160; but&lt;a href=&quot;http://bella-amore.com&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 1.95312em;&quot;&gt; http://bella-amore.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; !!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>mark your calendars!</title>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 21:36:24 -0700</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;march 28 - the &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; gets fired!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;april 9 -&amp;#160; i find out the sex of the baby! :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>liar, party of two.</title>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 17:42:19 -0800</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;okay, the B is still with us (god help us).&amp;#160; but she is getting write up #2, finally.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; a possible demotion! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this weekend is my weekend off.&amp;#160; i have been sick the entire past week, &amp;amp; managed not to get the husband sick.&amp;#160; and no one at work.&amp;#160; except for the B.&amp;#160; today she has her GIRLFRIEND call in for her.&amp;#160; she knows how we do not like other people calling in for them.&amp;#160; (yes, the B is bisexual - not that it matters, but in her case, it&amp;#39;s mostly for attention).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, her girlfriend calls in at 11:30am to inform my boss that she is sick &amp;amp; in the &amp;quot;Emergency Care Unit&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; whatever that is.&amp;#160; i assume not the Er.&amp;#160; bur whatever.&amp;#160; and that she wont be able to be at work today from 1-10pm, because she is just that sick. (whatever).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my boss calls me to vent &amp;amp; is SO SO pissed off at the bitch.&amp;#160; so i go to the B&amp;#39;s myspace.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm. sick enough to go to the doctor, but not sick enough to message friends all night long.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;funny, because last night i was sick (i have been sick for the past week, &amp;amp; the B claims i got her sick) &amp;amp; got on the computer for 5 minutes to check email &amp;amp; log off.&amp;#160; and couldnt stand staring at the screen longer than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fine, whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i go to it just now.&amp;#160; okay, she was in the &amp;quot;ECU&amp;quot; at 11:30am.&amp;#160; yet, messaged her girlfriend @ 1:30pm.&amp;#160; and again at 3:30pm.&amp;#160; oh, not to mention at NOON she UPDATED HER PROFILE.&amp;#160; wow, i didnt know at the &amp;quot;ECU&amp;quot; they offered computers for sick patients to login to update their myspace!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i called my boss just minutes ago (7:30pm).&amp;#160; she told me that the B called up at work at 5:30pm, saying she was at the &amp;quot;ECU&amp;quot; since 11am!!&amp;#160; and STILL THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahah what a fucking LIAR.&amp;#160; so my boss took away all her hours for next week.&amp;#160; not allowing her back in the store till next wednesday!!&amp;#160; HAHAHA.&amp;#160; idiot.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 19:24:34 -0800</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;god, ive had ALL DAY to get SO much done. and i feel like i got nothing accomplished.&amp;#160; i start working on something, then i stop to sit &amp;amp; rest.&amp;#160; because i do not have the energy i did before i was pregnant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#39;ve got a new shelf installed in our laundry room.&amp;#160; i put away all our wedding gifts i hadnt gotten to yet.&amp;#160; cleaned the kitchen 80%, cleaned 5% of the diningroom/office, the second bedroom/future nursery needs MAJOR cleaning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i drive myself insane.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i went to walmart to get new blinds, because the second bedroom doesnt have any.&amp;#160; and i bought them two inches too small.&amp;#160; UGH!&amp;#160; so i wont have a chance to exchange those till tuesday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i made dinner with consisted of brocolli cheese soup &amp;amp; grilled cheese sandwich.&amp;#160; with my flinestones vitamin =).&amp;#160; and i&amp;#39;m super bloated.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH. i want the house to be SUPER clean by the time marc gets home.&amp;#160; thats at 10. and impossible.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 21:00:00 -0800</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;so, the &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; has been working at another store (store &amp;quot;a&amp;quot;) on a&lt;em&gt; trial run&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;basically.. my friend was promoted from assistant (at store &amp;quot;a&amp;quot;) to store manager at another store&amp;#160; so, she opened up an assistant job at store &amp;quot;a&amp;quot;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, the store manager of store &amp;quot;a&amp;quot; is leaving in april for another store that opens in april.&amp;#160; they have already found her replacement &amp;amp; she starts in a week as an assistant.&amp;#160; mainly to get her trained.&amp;#160; as they do this with all new store managers.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the&lt;strong&gt; b&lt;/strong&gt; is supposed to also talk to the future store manager of store &amp;quot;a&amp;quot;, to see if she could work out as her assistant.&amp;#160; it is totally up to the NEW store manager, not the CURRENT one.&amp;#160; well, the &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt; is trying to out do everyone, and act like she owns the world.&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m glad her style hasnt changed since she has left my store! hahaha.&amp;#160; because she &lt;em&gt;sucks&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;#160; and well, everyone including the DISTRICT MANAGER has realized she sucks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in fact, they said &amp;quot;she will never be a store manager in this company&amp;quot;!&amp;#160; hahah, how sad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;either way, the future store manager of store &amp;quot;a&amp;quot;, is bringing her own staff &amp;amp; will not be using the &lt;strong&gt;b&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;#160; teehee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, she is supposed to be written up for always &amp;quot;forgetting&amp;quot; to take bank drops.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; other things.&amp;#160; she already has one write up for being late CONSTANTLY.&amp;#160; one more? and she is g-o-n-e!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <title>so last night.</title>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 16:17:28 -0800</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;let me tell you about all the awesome things that are going on.&lt;br /&gt;not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, about last night.&amp;#160; our electricity had been acting odd.&amp;#160; but i just thought it was a few power surges that we get once every few months.&amp;#160; i went to weather.com for a totally unrelated reason, and realized.. it might snow over night.&amp;#160; i thought &amp;quot;whatever&amp;quot;.&amp;#160; this is texas after all!&amp;#160; plus, we already had an ice storm earlier in the week, and typically we get one ice storm a year, then it passes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;around 11pm, i was taking a shower.&amp;#160; my plan was to be in bed by 11:30pm.&amp;#160; asleep by 12:30pm.&amp;#160; so i could get up at 8:30am, to get ready for my doctors appointment (for the baby).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i&amp;#39;m in the shower.&amp;#160; just applied the shampoo.&amp;#160; then.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;darkness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pitch-f&amp;#39;ing-black.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;great, we lost power.&amp;#160; so i had to shower 10x faster due to the fact the hot water heater wasnt going to heat up anymore water, so i better get done FAST before i use it all.&amp;#160; i freak out a little, because i was going to go to the lady doctor, and i needed to shave, bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;marc comes in 2 minutes later with a candle.&amp;#160; so i have light, and tells me to hurry, that he doesnt want me to hurt myself in the dark.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i come out a few minutes later, and he had lit candles all over the house.&amp;#160; he looks outside, apparently just our side of the road had lost power, wtf?&amp;#160; we sit here.&amp;#160; bored.&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m in a robe.&amp;#160; waiting.&amp;#160; i find my electricity bill, call in the outage.&amp;#160; marc seriously thought it was because we paid our bill late.&amp;#160; hahah, (1) i paid it on time (2) they wouldnt shut it off at 11pm on a tuesday night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i realize.. there is no way i will be able to dry my hair till the freaking power comes on, and it totally threw off my whole plan.&amp;#160; so, i say screw it.. i comb my hair &amp;amp; proceed to go to bed.&amp;#160; then i hear voices outside my backdoor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i look out in my backyard expecting someone to be out there (which would be scary since we have a private backyard).&amp;#160; turns out, they outage.. is being fixed in the electricity pole that is in my NEIGHBORS backyard.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; my neighbor was out there keeping the dude company.&amp;#160; TOTALLY ANNOYING.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so, needless to say, about 12:15.. power was back on.&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed without drying my hair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to 7:45am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my cell phone starts ringing. and ringing. and ringing.&lt;br /&gt;it&amp;#39;s the b.&lt;br /&gt;i&amp;#39;m like STOPCALLING.&amp;#160; and dont answer.&amp;#160; i just yell at the phone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally after three calls, i answer.&lt;br /&gt;me: &amp;quot;hello.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;her: &amp;quot;hey, have you looked outside?!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;me: &amp;quot;uh, i&amp;#39;m sleeping&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;her: &amp;quot;get up. and look outside.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;-i get up-&lt;br /&gt;me: &amp;quot;oh. my. fucking. good. god. shit&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;her: &amp;quot;yeah, and i dont know how i&amp;#39;m going to get to work&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i tell her to call my boss &amp;amp; let her know she is going to be late.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it snowed.&amp;#160; it freaking showed.&amp;#160; we got a good 1-2 inches.&amp;#160; IN TEXAS.&lt;br /&gt;i turned on the news.&amp;#160; all schools? closed.&amp;#160; the roads? horrible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;at 9:30am, i start calling my obgyn to let them know i need to reschedule.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; pray they dont dock me this visit or make me pay (if you miss 2 appointments, they drop you as a patient.&amp;#160; if you reschedule, you have to pay, if you do it in under 24 hours).&amp;#160; the phone is busy.&amp;#160; i call again.&amp;#160; it hangs up on me.&amp;#160; call again &amp;quot;you have reached _____ obgyn. we are currently experiencing a high volume of calls.&amp;#160; please press 0 for an operator&amp;quot;&amp;#160; hit 0.&amp;#160; sit &amp;amp; wait.&amp;#160; the message comes up again.&amp;#160; i hit 0.&amp;#160; this goes on for 10 minutes, then it disconnects me.&amp;#160; i call back a few minutes later.&amp;#160; same deal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i finally realize.. i will call the MAIN office!&amp;#160; turns out they were closed.&amp;#160; &amp;amp; it went to voicemail.&amp;#160; i felt better.&lt;br /&gt;at this point, i fall back asleep since i didnt have work till 1pm.&amp;#160; at 10:30am, when i should of been at the doctor, the phone rings.&amp;#160; it was the obgyn office letting me know my appointment was cancelled due to weather, and they were SO sorry they werent able to reach me sooner, &amp;amp; felt bad that i tried calling them before they got to me.&amp;#160; that made me feel 100x better. and realize how NICE they were!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i go to work at 1pm.&amp;#160; our district manager calls us, &amp;quot;close the store at 5pm&amp;quot;&amp;#160; SWEET!!&amp;#160; and i still get paid as if i closed :D&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;marc calls me.. WE SOLD MY MUSTANG!!!&amp;#160; it&amp;#39;s been sitting in my driveway since MAY, not working.&amp;#160; and someone is buying it for more than i thought we would get.&amp;#160; i&amp;#39;m SO happy.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; so, we have $$ for baby stuffs!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, i&amp;#39;m now home &amp;amp; so happy.&amp;#160; today turned out to be great.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 22:26:37 -0800</pubDate>         
            
            <description>    &lt;p&gt;my boss finally was totally fed up with all the crap going on in the store as of late.&amp;#160; (god, took long enough).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had a meeting tonight.&amp;#160; everything was discussed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i told the b, that i felt like we didnt work as a team, but more as a competition.&lt;br /&gt;she didnt like this.&amp;#160; she wanted me to give examples.&lt;br /&gt;i had none!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have the WORST time explaining myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was just like, you know.. we say there is no i in team, right?&lt;br /&gt;well, i feel that way with you!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told her that her personality is WAY harsh.&amp;#160; if my boss can change, so can she.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;she refuses to say her personality is harsh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of the things that came spewing out of her mouth contradicted other things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what people said about me?&lt;br /&gt;i need to grow balls.&lt;br /&gt;i already knew this.&amp;#160; MARC tells me this.&amp;#160; so i wasnt surprised.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;amp; that was it.&lt;br /&gt;i know the b was holding back SO SO much.&amp;#160; which in turn pissed me off more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but, if she finds a replacement for herself.. SHE IS TRANSFERRING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style=&quot;clear:both;&quot;&gt; 
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            <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2007 19:23:44 -0800</pubDate>         
            
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