So Auburn University, my pride and joy my muhfucking ALMA MATER YA HEARD! Won the motherfucking BCS National Championship.

And the sweetest part about it all is the fact that they played THE DUCKS. The University of Oregon. Oregon, the state where I currently reside. And boy I tell you what, did I receive some major SHIT from some d-bag Ducks fans leading up to that damn game. Duck fans or Ducks fans? I never know. ANYHOW.

I watched the game in a safe house. My sister and her fianc�e have a FIRE HD t.v. and it's big. Not to mention, they're also Auburn alum. As are my younger sister and HER boyfriend. So we watched the game together and it was a blast. MAC AND CHEESE AND PIZZA AND AUBURN.

I did do one dumb thing, however. I said yes to putting a temporary Auburn tattoo on my face. You know what I forgot? How hard it is to get those goddamn things off your skin. So I have these delicate looking pink gloves that are actually very rough and used for skinnnn exfoliation (my skin gets dry in the winter, ok). When I couldn't get the dang thing off using warm water, soap and washcloth, I had an AH HA moment and thought EXFOLIATING GLOVES, YO. I scrubbed and scrubbed and finally managed to remove the tattoo from my face. HOWEVER. The next day I woke up with a delightful oval shaped scab on my cheek. It looks good ya'll. Real good. Very professional.

I've been telling people a Duck(s?) fan beat me up.

IT STINGS.

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The above entry is private, only because blogging about your job can be dangerous. And the level of professionalism shown in that post is... non-existent, basically. It's an angry, mean rant. And I'm fine with that, but the internet is FOREVER, so I think for safety's sake I'm going to keep it hidden.

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Do not eat a giant chocolate bar at 4 in the afternoon if the only other thing you�ve put in your belly that day is coffee.

-You will not feel well.
-You will bitterly regret your lack of self control.
-You will kind of, a little bit, wish you were dead.
-You will feel like vomiting, but will find a way to keep that from happening because you have to use a key to get into the restroom in the hallway thanks to the crazy motherfucking bums that live in the city of Portland.
-You will get a dirty look from your coworker for taking that chocolate bar without telling them you were going to (even thought they claim they �don�t really like candy�).
-BULLSHIT!
-EVERYONE LIKES CANDY.

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