A Little About Me...

I'm just a 31 year old chick from Rhode Island, married to a Canadian, tattooed, childfree, and a World of Warcraft addict. I fancy myself a photographer, or an artist, but who am I kidding - I count pills and sell drugs to junkies.

Disclaimer

I write about everything. If you don't like it, if it's too personal, if you don't want to hear it, if it offends you, if it's about you, I don't care.

I'm selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control, and at times hard to handle, but if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

Monday Mindbump

“Describe your most embarrassing moment.”
suggested by Bandpox

Well, that could be a few different things. Once I was at the mall with my mother and we got on the elevator. I was probably about 13 or 14 at the time, just starting to actually look good and not like some awkward girl at the brink of puberty, and there were 2 or 3 guys in the elevator with us. According to my mother they were checking me out, and in an attempt at humor Mom pushes the button to the floor we were heading to, points to the warning plaque on the control panel and says, “Oh, the weight limit in here is 2500lbs, you might need to get out, Crystal.” Completely mortifying. I wasn’t even fat at the time.

The sex talk is pretty embarrassing. No one wants to discuss sex with their parents, especially not at age 10 or 11. Oh, and then there was the time when I was about 16 and was doing laundry with my mother. For whatever reason at the time, my father was at the laundromat with us (probably to pick up or drop off one of us). My mother and I are talking about my boyfriend and dating or something, and she said something along the lines of “all guys just want to get laid.” My father came to where we were talking at that moment and asked what was were chatting about, and Mom said “All guys just want is to get laid, right?” Dad just nodded and said, “Oh, definitely.”

Be nice to the girls in the white coats.

Today was insane. The people just never stopped coming into the store, and each one had something different to complain about. They can’t write on the electronic signature pad. They’ve got a rash, and can someone look at it. They’ve had this prescription for a narcotic in their purse for 2 months and even though it was only good for 30 days, could we break the law and fill it anyway. They can’t take 1 single 200mg pill because it makes them crazy, but they can take 4 50mg tabs just fine, and can we call the doctor to get it switched (why, so we can just give you 120 tablets for you to trade for percocet?). We did have some fun trying to figure out how long the prescription for the condoms last week was supposed to last (so insurance can determine if it’s too soon to refill) and came to the conclusion that 24 condoms should last 24 days, because if none of us were getting it every single day, then there was no way in hell we were going to let some 15 year old crazy chick get it every day.

This is why you don’t piss off your pharmacy staff. You won’t get as much sex.

Eddie and I got to play some WoW last night and actually managed to do some productive playing, if you can call trash talking with other people and killing people in a virtual world “productive” at all. There’s plans to do more this week, and we’re trying to convince the current guild leader to not change the guild’s name to something completely retarded.

Gah.

Regarding The Happening: skip it. Wait for the DVD if you really must add some money to M. Night Shalamalamadingdong’s wallet, but it’s do not worth spending the money to see it in the theater. Like a lot every other of his films, it follows the same general formula of suspense-suspense-scare-repeat for 2 hours until you get some major plot twisty revelation at the end, but this time you don’t get that major plot twisty revelation you just paid $12 for.

Kinda like really awesome sex where everything just builds up, and then just before your ready to have the most mind-blowing, toe-curling orgasm of your life, your mother walks in. Just like that.

Let the Vacation Begin!

It’s Friday, and thus begins my vacation. I’m thrilled. I also got my annual review done, and I’m a lifesaver according to my boss. I’m wonderful.

I’ve also got an announcement of sorts to make. Today marks a fantastic anniversary for me: today is the 7th anniversary of having sex with Eddie for the first time. That means that as of today I have been fucking the same guy for 7 whole years. We’re talking actual sex, too, not that stuff that involves the phone or instant messenger.

This weekend we’ll be hitting a yard sale up the road, then going to the antique store, and then maybe to get some chicken wings from the local Chinese restaurant. Tonight we’re going to the movies to see Ironman with a couple of WoW guildies.

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Listening to: Angels and Airwaves - Secret Crowds

4play

4play
I scheduled the sex, Eddie scheduled “teh 4play”.

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