I got my work schedule and am extremely pleased to find out that I am not working New Years' Eve and don't work until 5pm on New Year's Day- this means that I can go to Assunta's party and scare everyone with my singing on my new kareaoke machine! I just tested out the new Kareoke CDs I got for Xmas and amused myself greatly while my dad was watching football in the same room. For some odd reason, he didn't like my singing. Is it my fault that I can't sing "You make me feel like a natural woman" on key? I maintain that it is him and my mom's fault since neither of them gave me good singing genes. Still, I am not as bad as my brother- someone should call Animal rights groups when he sings- the slaughtering of geese and moose must be stopped!

((Hee hee- gooses and mooses; that should be the plural and those words! And meeces sounds better than mice or mouses. I think so anyway))

I am wearing my shiny new red Bacardi baseball cap and am exceedingly proud of it; my grandparents asked why i laughed when i opened the bag that it was in and that lead to my parents graciously volunteering to tell the story of how much Bacardi i drank at my crew Xmas Party. Thank you, Dad...

I told a few people about this- one day I had drama journals due the day after and had not done my 4 personal ones. While at work (thank Gid- not God, it always come sout "Gid" when I chat on MSN- it wasn't busy that night) I decided to have a conversation with myself to use as a journal. Therefore I took two tray liners that were advertising our all white meat nuggets and grabbed two different color pens and had said conversation.

Yes, I am insane.
Different font techniques indicates the other me
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Part 1:

Hello Me

Greetings and salutations to myself

How are you at this particular point in time?

Well, as evidenced by the fact that my paper is a M's ((this is a very badly drawn Mcdonald's arch)) tray liner, I am obviously at work and therefore tired, cold, and stressed out.

Is that your idea of the golden arches? They're rather pathetic. I know you aren't an art student, but honestly.

Hey, I initiated-

No I initiated the conversation!

Well it was MY idea!!!!

Fine.

Yep, now that we have that settled, let's move on.

Oh Please do...

end part 1
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I am really weird. I need to seek more psychiatric (is that even spelled right?) help...