Jessica’s blog

Christmas was awesome. I got a Wii and some awesome kitchen stuffs that I really wanted! Anyone want to get me Wii Fit or Animal Crossing: City Folk? No?

I wish I had the moneys to.

Speaking of moneys, I also got a $100 giftcard to Victoria's Secret from my Secret Santa at work. If you have ever worked at Penn and Memorial, you know who my Secret Santa was. lulz

I had so much fun but I'm glad to be home. Now all I have to do is get over being sick!

Andrew Bird is going to be in Tulsa in March. I have to go. The closest he ever gets is Dallas, but in March I can always just stay at my mom's house if I don't feel like driving back, seeing as my mom is moving to Tulsa in like January.

I have to go. I have to!

Do you ever feel like you're just missing something? Like, you know something is supposed to be there but isn't? I can't put my finger on it, but there's something. I feel it strongest when I'm at home by myself, but maybe it could just be that I'm a little lonely.

I don't know, I guess I just have an uneasy feeling and I don't know what's causing it.

I want to cuddle up under the covers, by myself, and lay there until this feeling goes away. I'm so irritable and sad at the same time. Sometimes being a girl really sucks bad.

It's bad. My oven caught on fire today, it was pretty awesome. I mean that in the most sarcastic way possible if you didn't get that.

I was making garlic bread and it started smoking and I was like, wtf? So I opened it and yep. There was a fire. I grabbed the cooking sheet and pulled it out fast and I looked at it for a second like, shit what do I do? I didn't want to throw water on it because it looked like whatever was on fire was greasy and I know grease fires + water = bad. I remembered what I learned in Home Ec and I threw baking soda on it, or baking powder. Whatever the fuck I grabbed.

I saved my apartment building from sure destruction guys. It was scary as hell.

I'm not one to sit in judgment, and I'm not one to criticize and demean you for your beliefs. If I love you, I love you pretty much unconditionally. However, I am one to get angry when I read or listen to someone who is completely moronic. Hey, I have the right.

In my opinion, and maybe you think I'm moronic for thinking this, is that men have no say in what rights a woman should and shouldn't have, what she goes through, and how she feels about abortion and the emotional scars it can leave.

Why?

Because they will never, ever have to deal with it personally. Ever.

It frustrates me to no end to read what a man has written about how a woman feels and what a woman goes through. You want a vagina? By all means, take one, and then you can have a revelation about how much it truly sucks sometimes to be female.

Then tell me you still feel the same way. Seriously, go right ahead.

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I have to say, as much as I hate drama in real life, at least in my life, I love watching it on tv.

Real housewives of Atlanta reunion is on tonight, and I can't wait. At first I was on Kim's side because I thought Nene had some issues, but I've come to realize that Kim is a whore homewrecker.

Although, I really don't know her in real life and that's not necessarily true. It's just how I take it.

I'm glad you give me health insurance and stuff, but really. Come on.

May and Memorial closed this morning at 9 am. After getting 6 days notice. Awesome.

Not only that, but come to find out that officially you only get 2 weeks pay and a month of insurance for severance. Even better.

So now we have 2 people coming to our store when we are already staffed fine. I know I'm going to sound selfish when I say this, but I certainly hope I don't lose hours. I need to feed myself and stuff. And you know, pay my bills.

The best part about you Starbucks? I got a letter in the mail today about how a laptop with 97,000 partners information like address, social security number, etc. was stolen, and guess who was one of those partners? Me!

I thought we were bff's, but I guess I was wrong. I'm a little disappointed with you.

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So, I had a pretty amazing weekend. It was tons of fun. I didn't want to go back to work on Monday, but I think having a few days off in a row makes it alright. It's a little refreshing to go back to work well rested.

That being said, I also had a slightly stressful weekend. I love all of my family very much, but sometimes being around them constantly is hard. Mainly my dad because he did a few things this weekend that really upset me. He knows he did but it's alright, it was all about him being the focus. All I'm going to say is that if he acts like that around Christmas, I don't think he understands that I can go home just as easily as I can drive out there.

The whole weekend is really catching up with me though. I'm feeling a little down because I don't want to be a responsible adult again. I got a couple days off and now I don't want to go back, but I have to for life to go on. My inner child is kicking and screaming as I tell her to go to her room.

Awesome, now I get a call that the holiday truck came in a day early and I have to go into work early. I guess I better go run my errands, literally, and get to work. Shit. I thought I was going to get to relax this morning.