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Uh-uh, huh-uh, nuh-huh, huh-uh

Yeah...so you never realize how important the difference between all these stupid "words" people use is until you become a stenographer.  You try to differentiate between them using half the alphabet and then we'll talk.  I'm begging you people...USE ENGLISH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.  Um, uh, er, duh....these are not words.  Use them in court and I will have to kill you.

DONE with keyboarding.  I rule!!  Okay...so a monkey could pass thought classes...but I'm just happy about not being stuck at a friggin computer from the 70's using WordPerfect3.1 for eternity.  Yes...our computers used for keyboarding classes at Sparks don't even have mice.  Talk about old school.  I don't want any of you people at your cushy state schools to bitch at me about your lack of funding or technology.  Talk to someone who cares.

Alan and I broke up.  Not that any of you know who he is or that we were dating.  You simply cannot have a relationship knowing the other person is going to be moving half-way across the country.  Heh...we still talk for what it's worth.  Damn shame we aren't dating...he's decided to work for JHU *cha-ching* and will be living in Arlington.  Beatiful area...great guy.  Just not for me.  *sigh*  I'm going celebate if someone half-way worthwhile doesn't show up soon.  Shelbyville has...like...NO elligible men.   Okay...enough of the pity party.

Wait...no.  Just a friendly reminder to all my fellow Shelbyville-ians.  If you happen to be driving by the Moose and it's after 10, do NOT rev your motor or honk your horn.  There's a really cute chick living in the upstairs apartment across the street that gets rather pissed-off when you do.

Oh oh oh...and County Market.  A word of advice.  Put some damn baskets by the BIG door.  You lock the little door at night.  My shopping doesn't require a cart.  I would like the use of a basket to carry my purchases in.  Thank you.

Oh oh oh...and to the pig of an ex-boyfriend living on my couch at the moment...QUIT DRINKING MY FUCKING LIQUOR. 

Thanks for listening.

The end.

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meatrace
Feb. 8th, 2006 06:47 am (UTC)
explain to me why your ex is living with you?
and i'm still an ok guy aren't i?
theater_chica
Feb. 8th, 2006 07:27 am (UTC)
Heh...you're ok...I guess. And it's a long story that I'd prefer not to get into.
meatrace
Feb. 8th, 2006 11:52 am (UTC)
oh but i must insist...
feel free to email me :)
theater_chica
Feb. 8th, 2006 01:31 pm (UTC)
Oh, but I must insist on NOT sharing. I'm trying to avoid conflict this week. You know...taking the pussy way out...
(Anonymous)
Feb. 8th, 2006 06:52 pm (UTC)
Hmmm, I wish I had something to say that would make it all better, but I'm not certain what that would be. So instead I'll just sit back and offer my support quietly.
theater_chica
Feb. 8th, 2006 07:12 pm (UTC)
Who ARE you? And it's really not that bad...I just get aggrevated at times...and today was one of those aggervating days.
jasondemotte
Feb. 8th, 2006 07:47 pm (UTC)
It's me. Sorry. LJ made me change my password and so all the computers where I thought I was saved as being logged in, I no longer was.

And I hope your day gets better.
theater_chica
Feb. 8th, 2006 07:50 pm (UTC)
Heh...I know. I discovered that after I hunted down your IP address. I'm tech savy that way ;) And today's going great. I'm skipping school...what more could I want..
ducttapeboy
Feb. 8th, 2006 08:32 pm (UTC)
That sucks about Alan. :-( I know you were really enjoying being with him. >:D<

I'll give you a real hug on Sunday. :-) Look forward to finally actually "meeting" you.
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