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Roy: May 2004
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8/3/04
The male mind makes even less sense to me than it did before today.  My mom ordered some Christian relationship books or something. They were there so I read them.  And like I said, I am very confused right now. Well, considering my inexperience with relationships, I was confused already.  But hey, when am I not confused?
7/31/04
Great. My last entry didn't make it in. But I was having so much fun complaining about that stupid wedding. Ok, check that off the list of things to do. I have really been stressed out here lately.  If I hadn't been patient, I might have started yelling at a customer today who gave me the wrong loan book. Then I would have burst into tears. Oh yeah, that would have been great. Then I was 94 cents off. I hate being off.
7/26/04
Just a little more than a month left. I'm So ready to go back. Anyhoo. Do you want to know how my morning started off? A woman drives up to the window. She stares at me for a while. Then she says, "Are you old enough to work?!" What do I look like? An eight year old?! Well, I did have my first cup of coffee today. It made me sleepy, then it made me sick.  Warning sign going off again. Different one. More important. More dangerous...
7/21/04
This isn't happening. Ok, it is. I just thought I'd try one more denial. And to think of all the times I thought "That's so crazy, I'll never do that." Well, it's not so crazy.  It's really not too bad at all. Clue for a mental warning light to go off.
7/17/04
Death. It's everywhere. They're too young.  Why can some people talk about it so easily and not realize how much it bothers the person they're talking to? That is why I prefer not to talk about it. There are certain buttons that just shouldn't be pushed.
7/13/04
52 minutes left on the battery...should I charge it or use it as a time limit? Good question. I've actually learned quite a bit in the past two days. #1 Age does not necessarily equal maturity. #2 Change happens. Deal with it.  #3 Nineteen rolls of quarters are $190, not $19.  That would probably explain a lot.
7/11/04
Wow. 1 AM. And I'm awake. Hookah!  Ok, too awake.  I don't even want to know how awake I would be if I drank coffee. But I don't even like coffee, so it's not an issue.  I'll tell you why I don't like coffee. Not just coffee, though. All hot liquids. The last time I went ice skating, I spilled hot chocolate on myself. That cured me.
7/6/04
I have a theory. OK, first of all, a fact: All country people are not stupid as the redneck stereotype suggests.. The reality is that many people don't get out of their natural environment enough so they develop stereotypes for the inhabitants of environments they don't understand. Therefore, city and country people (folk?) are equally ignorant providing they are not well traveled. Can't you see the logic of it?
6/30/04
I don't know what to write about today. It just seemed like it was time to say something. What,  I'm not sure of. I'm sure I'll think of something soon.  I'll probably be up for another hour anyway. Alright. I have two things to say now. Some people are extremely persistent and some people just don't stop talking. My complaints of the day. (Sorry, I was out of ideas.)
6/25/04
I think I'm finally getting out of my country music phase. I'm not sure what it is now. I think it's late 90's rock/pop. I can never tell during the transitions. I've been in a horrible mood today. Don't ask why. I just was. Anyway...(cue awkward silence). So long.
6/18/04
'Flowers, Flowers, pretty pretty flowers. Would you like a flower?' Remember that commercial? You know, the one with Frankenstein and the Twix? Brings me back to my 7th grade days...Makes me sick. Last night the DirectTV thingy fell off the TV. So...no channels anymore. Unless you count PBS. At least the one downstairs still works. And really, PBS isn't all that bad. The Saturday night Britcoms are great.
6/15/04
Wednesdays are great. I get to sleep past 6:30.  But Mondays. Now that's a different story. What was I talking about? Thinking....ok, It's gone. New topic. You know what my favorite psalms are? (Try spelling that again.) 19 and 27.   Especially number 27 right now. Verse 14.
6/12/04
As much as I love working where I do, I sure do get bored sometimes. I've gotten to the point where I try to play songs on the spare rubber bands. As of right now, I'm experimenting with sunless tanner, since I've gone on an anti-tanning campaign. And as of right now, I think I wasted money. Speaking of nothing in particular, I've come to the conclusion that I am quite a boring person. Boring, unlikeable: Same thing. I don't know. Maybe I'm not really. But until someone who has not known me all my life tells me that I'm not, I don't think I'll believe it.
I want to go fishing.  (Talk about your mood swings.) "I'm just a product of my raising, I say hey y'all and yee-haw" That's a great song. I've been singing it all day. (Redneck Woman)  Minus a few choice words...
6/8/04
You know those pathetic "Everybody hates me" sort of moods? Well, mine is not without some justification. Is it really a coincidence that certain people have been avoiding me? I think in one sense, it is a prediction come true. In another, there are people completely unconnected to that situation who I have been noticing this change in. The question I now pose is: What did I do? Why?
6/6/04
Life without air conditioning: AAAAA!  I awoke this morning to the air conditioner leaking all over the linen closet. Lovely. So until it's fixed, I'm stuck with fans that are only distributing the warm air around. I'm in an oddly good mood today...that is, after I got those painful high heels off. Let me tell you, high heels are the most torturous fashion statements. Well, non-pierced and tattooed anyway.
6/3/04
Hello, dear reader. How would you like your meaningless paragraph served today? Well-done? Medium rare? With a tsp. of humor? (A tsp? What's a tsp?) And a cup of sarcasm? Wait. Make that two cups.  I hope I get a big tip for this. Like maybe a baby grand. Yeah. That'll work.
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