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HOONNNKKK...shewwwwwwww
Sunday. 12.12.10 2:00 am

hohohohoho

So I woke up at seven, got to work a quarter to ten, got out of work at 5:25, drove ZIPPITY ZOOM to a food place, WOLFED IT DOWN, left the house again at 6:00, took care of the child until twelve, got home, changed into something sexy ZIPPITY ZOOM, went out to Steak N Shake with friends at 12:10, then got back here.

Zippity bippity zoom.

I've been awake for nineteen hours.

I've been with children the majority of my day.


Today, also, hello, I found out that the noise-making zone at the museum has jingle bells. And cow bells! And other things with sharp, clangy noises.

You know where that zone is placed?

Behiiind the froont deeesk!

Where I was for seven a half hooouuurrrssss!

Yyaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyy


I smiled every time it happened. Parents probably thought I was about to pull a gun or something.

--Which, obviously, I would never.

It's just how I maintain my delectable tolerance for even the most infuriating things. I laugh it off. hohoho.

They kept saying that it must get annoying.

Eh, whatever. The kids didn't ask for the bells and noisemakers to be put in there. They're just playing with what's available to them.

And there is nothing wrong with that.

Anyway, the girl I was at the front desk with seems very cool and down to earth.


Yaay!


And now I'm going to pass out for like fifty thousand years.


Oh. And when I was babysitting, the dog jumped up into the arm chair I was sitting in.

Talk about a close squeeze.

I taught the girl how to knit (again), but it was kinda just a boring night.


Timetosleeptimetosleeptimetosleep

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extreme things like jet skis and panthers
Tuesday. 12.7.10 5:50 pm

AHA. NOW YOU'RE ON MY BLOG AND YOU'RE FORCED TO READ.


My new goal in life: traveling from China to the US the way Google Maps suggests.

IT'LL NEVER WORK, BUT IT WOULD BE SO COOL.

Yeah bro so anyway. My dad just told me that his friend wants me to babysit his awesome child, which usually I would be bummed about, but she's an awesome child.

...Aaalbeit a little scary. She tries to do tumbling stunts and stuff like that, which basically terrifies the hell out of me. It would be totally fantab if babysitting was just locking the child in a padded room and feeding it occasionally.

UNFORTUNATELY, that isn't the situation. I have to actually take care of the child.



ANYTHING [WITHIN REASON] FOR MONEY.

At least there aren't any diapers!



Naturally, this babysitting gig will be directly after an eight-hour shift at the new CHILDREN'S MUSEUM.

NATURALLY.

Paycheck. Paycheck. PAYCHECK. PAAYCHECK. PAAAAAAYCHECK.


What else...

Oh, check it! I got into the university I wanted. People are totally lacking in support because they're all Ohh, it's the "LOCAL COLLEGE."

1) It's a university.
2) It's a GOOD university.
3) I get to keep my job.
4) I get to walk to class from my own cushy bedroom.

Even though that means LIVING WITH MY MOM. T.T


Still, it's going to be cool.


Unlike this Saturday, after which I will sleep like a marathon runner.

(PAYCHECK.)

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Sunday. 12.5.10 2:49 am
I'm getting in on this untitled action, STAT.


Everyone's offline because it's like 3 in the morning, and something vibrated in my ear, which makes me think that something LIVING is in there. Or maybe I'm just a bit tireddizzy.

REGARDLESS IT'S PRETTY FREAKY.

So guys there's nothing cool happening with me. My computer is just slowly crawling into a hole and dying. No surprise.

So I'll shut it down and cry over it for a while.


Yep.

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sparkle sparkle shineshineshine
Monday. 11.29.10 3:27 pm

So, I like my job. I don't like getting up early, and I don't like getting a drug test (even though I'm forevermore clean), but that's part of the job, and the job is just dandy.

IT'S MY PARENTS THAT I HAVE THE PROBLEM WITH.

Guys, they keep waking me up and asking if I have work, if I need to do this and that and the other...

Stop! Stop it right now! I am an adult and I have an alarm clock!



I'm kind of hoping that I end up not making any connections at the college I'm hopefully getting into. That way, I'll feel like bothering to apply to transfer out to Tennessee where I can live in a condo with friends instead of living at home with my parents.

But at the same time...female lacrosse...literary magazine... Yum.


Also, check it out:

http://cargocollective.com/4thamendment#799609/Home

Pretty cool, am I right? I really DON'T like the child shirts that call the TSA agents perverts, because seriously, this is not their faults. They didn't wake up and say, Hey, I am so looking forward to seeing a bunch of naked kids.

At least, most of them didn't.

They're doing their jobs. They're doing just...what they have been asked...to do. I'm sure a lot of them wish that they didn't have to deal with bitchy or irregular fliers (i.e. the ones who don't have their shoes off at the belt, the ones who don't have their tickets and IDs out, etc.), but they do. Especially during the holiday season.

It seems to me that they're putting up with a lot more than we are, sometimes, you know? They're standing on their feet for hours while we're eating turkey and hugging our relatives.

So let's not call them perverts.


OTHERWISE, a silent protest is awesomesauce.


My dad does have a point about the scanners, though. There have been instances where the old scanners haven't caught threats.


And hey, it's better than the pat down.



WHO IS EXCITED TO SEE CHRISTMAS LIGHTS?


...ME.


I AM.

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