Well, I went to the first baptism of my adult life today. It was only about ten minutes long. I did get a piece of cake out of the deal though :)

There went my Saturday, but I guess it was for a good cause. I got to go to Kohl's and bought three sweaters (yay clothes!)

I really don't have too much to say today. My sister took her dog back, I'm gonna miss the little bugger.

A funny thing happened at Taco Bell this evening. It seems I've "lost touch" with my high school way of life. (Which is a good thing because I've been out of high school for four years). ANYWAY, so I guess the new way to show your school spirit is to dress up like prostitutes, in your school colors of course.
I was sitting there with Nick and I noticed this older guy beside us with his teenage son. I took the opportunity to say "Aren't you glad you don't have a teenage daughter?" referring to the girls in fishnet stockings, miniskirts and tons of makeup on. He said "I do...and she's a senior." Open mouth insert foot. He informed me that was the new way to show your school spirit and "everyone does it." GEEBUS

I got to spend the day with Jabba the Hut in accounts payable. The first week I worked at Hell she was really mean to me, but now she's really nice and I feel bad for calling her Jabba.

I am going to a baptism tomorrow. The parents sort of offended me, as I am the only friend they have that is Catholic and they didn't ask me to be a godparent. Maybe I won't go.... I feel a case of explosive diarrhea coming on.

Well, I'm going to go now and get ready to see Cat In The Hat!

My blog is lame. I'll admit it right now. I have to keep the lame factor high because everyone in my family reads this. So Der DER Der...I hate work...yada yada yada.

Tonight I am watching Anger management. It is really frustrating. I feel just like Adam Sandler in the movie because he's misunderstood constantly. People don't know who I am, they just assume since I'm "green" that I don't know crap. Maybe I should just start wearing my glasses and dressing all professional. Thing is, I just can't bring myself to care enough about work to try to let these people know who I really am.

I wonder when my life is really going to start. They say that 30 is the new 21. So what does that make me...-8 years old? Hmm..I think I need a job where I'm my own boss. Donations may be made to the "Amanda's start up company" fund in increments of 100s, I accept VISA, MasterCard and PayPal. We do not accept American Express. Payments may be made to 123 Fake Street, Apt. A USATown, IN 12345.

I really hate it when I get all settled in for a nice long phone conversation and the other party is all like "hey I have to eat and food is more important"

What's grosser than gross? ME!

This morning I slept in because I'm just lazy that way. That means I didn't take a shower...I had to put my hair up at work because it was so gross.

I almost adopted a dog today, only to be immediately shot down by Nick...who is of course the dog Nazi. NO DOG FOR YOU! It was a really cute doggie at my sister's work named Bagel. Gosh darn it.

My manager left at 2 today, leaving me to my own devices. I actually did work. The only other person here who talks to me left early today too, therefore I was forced to do something constructive. I'll tell you what, it really sucks being ignored here. The secretary here talks to me sometimes, when she's pretending to be nice.

I'm feeling much better today, but now my nose is all raw from blowing it all the time. Pretty standard really.

I don't have much to say right now...maybe I'll post something more interesting later this evening.

So yesterday I was looking around the indyblogs, and they are all full of cool information. My blog is so not full of cool stuff, but it is about me.

I put my Christmas decorations up last night! I'm going to wait until closer to Christmas to put my tree up though. As I was putting my decorations, I realized I didn't have as much stuff as I thought. I decided to head out (in my sweatpants and dog hair infested shirt) and buy some more decorations. First I went to Jeffrey Allen's and picked up some more garland (I wanted the pre lit, but had to settle for doing that myself), then went to Hobby Lobby. I bought some cute wooden decorations, but still didn't have enough stuff, so I walked over to Big Lots which is in the same shopping center. I really fit in there, looking all white trash.

I found this cute three foot metal snowman thing for outside, but decided 12 bucks was too much for it, since it looked generic. It took me a while to put the stupid sign back because it kept leaning forward, so I said screw it, and let it lean forward. Turns out that was a bad idea, and they all went tumbling to the floor with a loud crash. The whole store stared at me, and I looked like "hey I don't care,' which I didn't until I saw Nick's dad and evil stepmother....uuuughh.. They talked to me for a bit and invited me to dinner at olive garden. I, looking like the white trash, turned them down because I was in the middle of decorating. Like I WANT to go eat with them by myself? Yeah right. They would probably look at the bill and say "ok, who got the water?"

I went to Church this morning, hacking and sneezing through the whole thing. There was a guy beside me who was singing and praying really loud, like he's the best Catholic in the world. I really hate sitting by people like that because they make me feel like I have to sing and pray loud too. I could hardly hear anything because my ears were all plugged up, but I could hear this guy.

Caesar had a wonderful first night here...he whined the entire night in his cage, which is three feet away from me. I think I may try letting him sleep on the bed, but I'm not too sure yet. Last time I let him sleep on the bed it took him 30 minutes of play time with Maddy and Aidan. His play time consists of trying to bite them and make them bark at him. Maddy thinks that Caesar's dog food is hers for some reason, and she won't let him eat it. Aidan picks out the red pieces out of it too. It's the real expensive kind. I kid you not, this 20 lb bag of food cost 30 dollars. I tried taking him for a walk today, but ended up going on a sprint half way around the block...which is not good for a sick puppy like me.

I should take pictures of my beautiful living room. I'm pretty proud of my decorating abilties.

Well, it's time for me to go play with Caesar. He brought all his toys to me. I think that's a sign.

I'll get you next time Gadget!