No more pop-ups! Happy Joseph?

I win at everything! Haha!

Jake (2:01:41 AM): why still with the awakness?
Robin (2:01:51 AM): i'm just writing in my blog then i'm doing the sleeping
Jake (2:01:52 AM): go to bed
Robin (2:01:56 AM): i did end up falling asleep on my couch
Jake (2:01:58 AM): GO TO BED WOMAN
Robin (2:01:58 AM): bad robin
Robin (2:02:01 AM): i'm writing!
Robin (2:02:03 AM): and then i'm going to bed
Robin (2:02:05 AM): stop yelling
Jake (2:02:12 AM): stop now and say "JAKE IS YELLING AT MY CAUSE I"M A SILLY GIRL"
Robin (2:02:19 AM): no!
Robin (2:02:33 AM): i will not be controlled by you! i will not be taken down by the man!!!
Jake (2:03:08 AM): It's on then! You're going down young lady
Jake (2:04:09 AM): owned you good

(at this point I get the email saying someone commented on my blog that I’m irresponsible)

Robin (2:04:44 AM): did you just comment on my blog?!
Jake (2:04:49 AM): no
Jake (2:04:50 AM): YES!
Jake (2:04:51 AM): HAHA
Robin (2:04:54 AM): hahaha
Robin (2:04:56 AM): bastard
Jake (2:05:02 AM): 8-)
Robin (2:05:06 AM): that's not nice!
Jake (2:05:20 AM): psh. it's true
Jake (2:05:22 AM): you should have been in bed hours ago
Robin (2:08:34 AM): i WAS in bed hours ago
Robin (2:08:35 AM): i still am
Robin (2:08:36 AM): haHA
Robin (2:08:37 AM): i win

Good night :-)

The man will not bring me down...

I am hopefully going to sleep soon. I'm lying in bed with my light off hugging my stuffed animal (s'a monkey...I can't say "hugging my monkey" without David accusing me of google baiting...oops...) and writing this, whee.

Awhile ago I renamed Tuesday as Total Asshole Day. That's because it's two for one day at work and that means many rather er...thrifty? (read cheap) people who like to pick fights come in and yell at me for trying to do my job.

This morning a man came in to open an account who smelled so heavily of cigarettes he literally made my chest hurt. It was disgusting. He was also quite the weirdo, he didn't get the concept of a line...he thought he should get to pay first because he'd been in the store first....and the little girl sitting on the floor playing with her video while waiting for him to pay completely freaked him out. I was happy when he left and I got to help the woman and her toddler who were far more pleasant and better smelling.

A woman who had previously told me off for not letting her use her credit card and left with harsh words about going to a chain store came back! She was as pleasant as ever. People get mad when they have a movie that doesn't work and we'll only give them a credit for a different disc of the same movie. We have to! 'Cause otherwise there are lots of people who think they're smart and tell us a movie is broken simply so they can get a free one. Is that really hard to understand? I mean if we didn't have another copy of that movie of course we'd let you get something else. But we can't just let everyone go "my movies broken, gimme a new one".

One woman came in wanting a stamp on her card (you get a stamp for every rental, when you get a certain number you get a free movie) for paying her late fee. She didn't really understand why I wouldn't stamp the card, after all she was paying what it would cost to rent the movie. Eesh. Seriously people, I know you don't like spending money, but I'm not going to REWARD you for returning your movies late. Although she did eventually say she didn't mean to get mad at me since I didn't make the rules, that was nice of her I guess.

Though today I had a treat, and I don't mean that sarcastically. A woman came in and kind of made my day. She had a kids movie for her daughter that had been a week late. The fee was about 7 dollars plus tax. I told her carefully, really fearing getting another lashing out for something that was completely not my fault, but instead she said to me, "Oh, okay, I don't mind as long as she's watching the movie!"

Seriously, you don't know how much I appreciated that. Someone who not only takes responsibility, but doesn't even mind a silly thing like a late fee because her daughter is enjoying the video and that's what matters. I actually thanked her for not complaining. It made me feel slightly better about humanity.

Then my favorite dog came in to the store and that made me even happier 'cause he came right over to me and licked my hand when he came in the store. Yay puppies. And his owners are totally cool people, as well...although I feel bad because I remember their dogs name and never their names. Oops.

Jake is yelling at me to go to bed and now that I've finished writing I guess I will. Because I'm tired. Not because Jake told me to. Take that, Jake!

(btw, even my dad admits that for some reason the giraffe kinda looks like him...I think it's the smile....)

Charity

August donation:

Red Cross Hurricane Relief

I don't really think I need to do much convincing on how bad things are in New Orleans and that area. Donate and help as much as you can.

That commercial with the guys acting out the video game....what a fantastic idea!

I don't know any giraffe songs :-(

This is how I spent my morning:


You know you're jealous of my skills.

The weird thing is, for some reason he/she (we couldn't decide it's sex, most people said girl, I was unconvinced) kinda reminds me of my dad....hmm...

P.S. Yes I know it has no spots, the spots get put on when the kids do good deeds or something.

Sometimes I get the urge to be really spiteful for no logical reason.

On a good day, I can keep my mouth shut.

Let's hope it's a good day.

extremely important

Went into the city to meet Laurel and her mom for dinner. My mom and I were early so we randomly went and got manicures. We were gonna do it tomorrow, but my mom went all spontaneous girl on me and now...


tada! orange nails!

Haha. Diddy.

I just watched the first season (series?) of the British version of The Office. And now I want to marry Martin Freeman.

That is all.

Paranoia Agent

Was that show seriously about a giant pokemon destroying the world because some chick's puppy got run over while she had cramps?

Or am I missing something?

Seriously.

boring

f i r s t s

First car: not my car, but '96-97 toyota corolla
First funeral (age): 17
First pets: jocelyn the cat when i was a baby
First piercing/tattoo: ears at 10
First credit card: heh i still don't have one

l a s t s

Last cigarette: never
Last car ride: drove home from work about an hour and a half ago?
Last kiss: tuesday night/wednesday morning
Last good cry: i think when josh left for ca
Last movie seen: pirates of the carribean tuesday night and again tonight at work!
Last beverage drank: homemade iced tea
Last food consumed: smores with peanut butter..yummy
Last crush: josh
Last phone call: josh again
Last time showered: this afternoon
Last item bought: bottle of water at work
Last annoyance: people walking into the store a minute before we're supposed to close
Last time wanting to die: i don't think i've ever actually wanted to die, thank goodness

f a s h i o n s t u f f

Where is your favorite place to shop? anthropologie probably, if only i could afford it...
Any tattoos or piercings? my ears but they're pretty much closed up
What are you most scared of? abandonment
What are you listening to right now? what not to wear on tlc
Where do you want to get married? not a clue
How many buddies are online right now? 25
What would you change about yourself? i'd make myself more focused

h a v e y o u e v e r

given anyone a bath? um maybe helped with my cousin when he was a baby
smoked? nope
bungee jumped? nope
made yourself throw up? hell no <--- linda's answer, but way true for me
skinny dipped? nope, i'm boring
ever been in love? yes
pictured your crush naked? most likely
had sex in a pool/jacuzzi or any other sexual act? no...unfortunetely...hehe
lied? psha clearly
fallen for your best friend? yes :-)
been rejected? huh i dunno i don't really think so, although i'm sure i've liked people who didn't like me back
rejected someone? yeah, it sucked, and i did it awfully
used someone? unfortunetely
done something you regret? again, unfortunetely

c u r r e n t

clothes: brown denimy pants with cute pink patch, old green camp tee
music: not listening to music right now, but i'm definitely on a damien rice kick
desktop picture: pic i took at 4th of july

l a s t p e r s o n

you touched: aunt? mom?
hugged: aunt
you imed: mari's phone
you kissed: josh...or my cat...but josh is probably what you're looking for

a r e y o u

understanding: i think so...i hope so
open-minded: ditto
arrogant: sometimes?
insecure: about some things
interesting: i don't really feel like it very often
hungry: not currently
moody: didn't all my friends used to say i was the moody one?
hardworking: depends on what i'm working on, at work i am.
organized: hahahaha
healthy: i hope so?
shy: not particularly
attractive: i suppose
Bored Easily: sometimes
angry: not at the moment
sad: not right now
happy: sometimes
hyper: sometimes
trusting: yeah, usually
talkative: yes

w h o d o y o u w a n n a

kill: killing is bad
slap: conservatives....no, not really, just want to throw my liberalism in their faces
look like: i'm okay looking like me
sleep with: i miss my boyfriend :-(
talk to offline: like i just said...

w h i c h i s b e t t e r

coke or pepsi: yucky
tall or short: either/or

r a n d o m

in the morning I am: sleepy
all you need is: love
love is: (what i got)....lala music
last person you danced with: haha, dance....um...not a clue...i think the last time i actually danced was at some party a looooong time ago with linda and philippe and miles....seriously, LOOOONG time ago
Last person you slept with: i assume you mean in the sleeping sense and that would be my cat...
Worst question to ask me: about school.
worst statement: racist stuff
who makes you laugh the most: oh i dunno i get really giggly with different people at different times
who makes you smile: many people :-)
who gives you a funny feeling when you see them: josh...in the good way....random people who come into the store who i don't want to see give me bad funny feelings and then i hide if i can
who has a crush on you: not anyone that i know of

n u m b e r

of times I have had my heart broken: a few
of girls/guys you've kissed: heh, i've pecked 3 girls on the lips, does that count? and 2 boys, although 1 boy kissed me in a scene for an acting class, although i was "asleep" at the time, and it was just a peck, does that count?
of continents I have lived in: 1
of tight friends: 5?
of scars on body: 1 that i actually am sure is a scar

Storyteller

Sometimes I make up stories about people who come into the store.

Like the guy who came two Sundays in a row wearing the same nice shirt with his hair slicked back and went straight for the adult section.

My story for him is that he goes to church every Sunday morning. And as he's driving home he says to himself "Welp, now that church is over, it's time to go get me some porn."

One day before opening the store I had breakfast with Josh across from work. I saw a man go up to the door and try opening it and started narrating for him. Which makes you wonder, how many times during the day are you just walking along and you don't know it, but someone is secretely narrating your life? Weird, huh?

Dear BK,

Dear Burger King commercial with the guys wearing chicken heads,

WTF?!

All my love,
Robin

P.S. Seriously, you actually make me miss Hootie.

I think I might be more willing to like Avril Lavigne's music if she wasn't such an asshole.

Also, Selma Blair is really cute.

Votive?

I was not google baiting with my post about the pregnant ladies. I thought it was gross/interesting, I wrote about it, I work in a video store, there's gonna be some mention of creepy porn, that doesn't mean I'm trying to get readers. Why would I want to get people searching for porn to read my blog? That's quite alright, really.

I have grout all over my finger nails. Grar. I tried making a mosaic "votive", which is just a fancy word for candle holder. It was going okay till I got to the grout part. It looks like shit now, the grout was all lumpy already, and I ignored the instructions to use gloves and now have grout stuck in my finger nails like you wouldn't believe. Ho hum. That's what you get for not following directions, I suppose.

I had a rather dramatic evening, it was actually rather amusing, but I don't feel like writing about it since it makes certain members of my family look foolish. So I'll just hush up about it for now.

Damnit, I'd just gotten my fingernails to look somewhat pretty. Now I kinda look like I have a construction workers hands. Heh. Neat.

I've had this blog for three years. Freaky.

My user pic on here is starting to bug me. It was cute for a bit, now I just find it slightly pretentious. It is my "I am serious and sensitive and do not need to look at the camera" look.

Do you think if I just put a big picture of Kermit the Frog there I'd get as many readers? Hmm...iiiinteresting.

I dream in color...

I have really weird dreams. Last week I had a dream about being in a plane that I knew was going to crash. I'd had a prophetic type of dream the night before that the plane would crash, but we'd all be okay, so I wasn't worried. Also, did I mention that the plane was piloted by a rather overweight William Shatner? 'Cause that seems to be the most interesting detail in this dream. After he crashed the plane he seemed to stand around looking at the ground and running his hand through his hair with this kinda "Aw shucks" look on his face. I didn't even know that William Shatner could do "Aw shucks".

I had another dream a few nights ago about someone I used to know but don't really speak to anymore. We were at their house and the furniture kept changing around into different styles, like in Hitchhiker's Guide, but slightly less crazy since it was just a couch into another kind of couch. Also, this person was bald. Not just regular bald, Ron Howard bald, with the little cowlick type thing on one side and the little strands of combover. It was very weird. I actually would have probably been a bit upset by the dream if it hadn't been for the Ron Howard thing. It was so distracting that I completely skipped over the distressing part of the dream and right into the "Wtf is up with that?" part.

Also, when I read "color" spelled as "colour" I always pronounce it in my head like "co-lOr" Emphasis on the second O. I originally spelled that as "cuh-lOr" but it looks rather obscene, doesn't it? Or is that just me?

Did you know that they make porn with pregnant woman? Unfortunetely, I do. ::shudder::

Know what would be fun? If I could have my very own Paul Rudd. 'Cause he's very yummy.

American Iron Chef confuses me. I'm not used to being able to understand what everyone says...

Pictures of you...

Keep in mind that it's 5:50 AM and I've been up all night feeling sick.

So...I check Post Secret every Sunday. I'm addicted and always wish there were more postcards to read.

Anyway, I was looking...and there is one postcard...I'm not gonna say which one right here...but there's a picture of someone on it..a girl...the picture's kinda distorted...but when I saw it I really thought for a second that it was me. I am almost completely positive it's not, but it's just weird. Because I really think she looks like me. It might just be me, I dunno, whatever. Has that ever happened to you before? You see a random picture or even just a person walking down the street and you think it's you? I swear that's happened to me, there was a girl in middle school who really looked like me for some reason and she turned around real quick once and I thought it was me. I'm a freak.

The girl in the picture, like I said, is kind of distorted. And it's not just a picture of her, she's doing stuff and has a certain expression on her face which makes me think she looks like me. I kinda doubt anyone would be able to figure out which one I'm talking about except me. Or maybe my mom. Because mom's have magic powers like that. Whatever.

Bobby McFerrin rules! RANDOM

WTF Adult Swim, why are you showing all the crazy anime tonight?! I can't deal with this shit that I actually need to think about to understand, and even then I don't frickin' get it 'cause IT MAKES NO SENSE. ON PURPOSE. 'Cause if it doesn't make sense then you can't actually tell if it's good or not, so to many people that means that it's a highly intellectual show and must be good. Therefore they just say that it's a really awesome show just so they can look like they understand it. It's a damn conspiracy I tell you. Shows like these are purely for snobs who like to show off they understand such complex entertainment. Grr.*

*I'm talking about Paranoia Agent in particular. If you've seen it it's possible you know what I'm talking about. I haven't seen every episode, but the ones I've seen are for the most part just....insane...I've seen maybe two that I actually liked and only one of them actually made any sense. The other one was about a bunch of people trying to kill themselves but it just never working....and oddly it was really cheerful...and I had no idea what was up with the suicidal shit but it was amusing enough I could deal with it...

P.S. I could never take my kid to build a bear 'cause it's filled with BEAR CARCASSES. WTF MOTHERFUCKER NO THAT'S HORRIBLE I'M TRAUMATIZED.

Just shut up.

Robin is having an emo kinda night.

Though emo kinda bugs the hell out of me. I could go more into it, but I have friends who like emo and I don't want to insult them.

And I'm way sleepy and can't sleep 'cause my brain won't SHUT UP.

I have to visit my Grandma at the nursing home tomorrow and I don't want to because it freaks me out and you can't actually hold a conversation with my grandmother anymore. Not that you could have when she lived at home, but at least then there were things around to distract her (and me). I hope to make millions of dollars so no one else in my family has to go and live in a shit place like that. It'd be nice if I could do that now so we could have my grandmother live someplace nice with an aide and she could be happy.

Although that's rather unlikely as I'm qualified for nothing and have no money because I suck.

Told you I was emo.

My cat is ridiculously needy. It's both cute and worrisome because she just stands there meowing at me sometimes and I have no idea what to do about it other then pet her until my hand falls asleep. Poor kitty did not like being left alone while we were all away, it seems. Plus there was the mouse thing. Or a vole. Not sure exactly which it was. Either way, when she starts meowing I start fearing she's actually trying to tell me about some rodent hidden in my room that she's trying to find.

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Well, I've found out why the kitty was meowing her little feline ass off. There is currently a dead mouse in our dining room.

Ew.

If you could suddenly be a member of the opposite sex for a day, what's the first thing you'd do?

Charity for July

There is a horrible famine in Niger that has been ignored for too long. They need money and fast. A list of groups who are taking donations for Niger can be found here. Donate if you can. Please.