Giving Thanks

I'm glad Thanksgiving is almost here. I'm pooped already. Not only did I have to work a full day today, then it took me an hour and a half fighting commute traffic to get home. Bastards who all left early.

Once I got home, it was bake a pumpkin pie, bake an apple pie, start on the gravy for tomorrow. Clean up the kitchen. Fix TV dinners for everyone. Feed the dog. Feed the cats.

I'm finally sitting down and I'm thankful for that.

I'm glad to be home

I love Reno. I love gambling. I love my Mom. I just remembered that I don't love the combination of the three together. Please someone just shoot me if I ever suggest to go to Reno again with her and without my husband. She drives me absolutely nuts!

First off, we went with my brother also. He's 39, doesn't gamble, and gets belligerent when he's drinking. My mom treats him like he's 6. I can't believe how many times we had to go look for him, like he's going to get lost. I also can't believe how LOUD he is in the morning. I'm trying to frickin sleep! Do you have to talk in an outside voice and slam the hotel room door shut when you're going downstairs to get some coffee?! Have some courtesy you a-hole!

Second, can't she find something else to do at 7:00 in the morning, other than turn the TV on?! Can't you sit and quietly read a magazine or something? Are you just trying to piss me off?!?

Please remind me next time if I ever want to do something like this again, to not to! And if I do, note to self: bring a sleeping mask and ear plugs. Better yet, get your own room!

Is it just me?

Why bother leaving this much ice cream at the bottom of the carton?! Is anyone every going to eat it? Why didn't you just eat it? Would just that tablespoon more push you over the edge? Is it just me or does this drive you crazy too!

How stupid is this?

You can bring bottled water to the concert but you have to take the cap off and throw it away before they will let you bring it in. So I just brought extra caps in my backpack :-)

WTF!

I haven't logged into my Neopets account in like months. I know its a game for kids, but I enjoyed playing it. Anyway, so they have this thing called Neopets Premium. It's pretty cool. No ads and some really cool features. I used to subscribe but then changed my credit card and didn't update it so my subscription was canceled.

I've been playing it again this past week and since I have nothing else better to do, thought I'd try and updated my Premium information, which I had to do over the phone. I hate talking to people over the phone. Especially for stuff like this.

I talked to David today. He was nice, until I couldn't confirm my old credit card number. All I wanted to do was update the new number. I wanted to give them a new number so they could charge me more money. So I could GIVE THEM MONEY. I don't know what the old number was you dumbass. And NO, I'm not going to call my credit card company and see if they have the old number. Don't give me that security bullshit. Just take the f***ing number and turn my sh*t back on!

After I hung up on David, I figured out how to do it online. Like he said I couldn't do. Well David, I guess you are an idiot like I said you were.

Commuting

And this is why I hate commuting.

Why people go postal

Why is it that Monday morning at the post office there is 11 people in line in front of me and only 1 person working?

Why People Why?!

Why do people do stuff like this? Is it just so difficult to throw your gum away?