There Are Jellyfish With More Heart Than You

I was feeling list-y today, so I made a list of all the stuff I wanted to accomplish at work. I got them all done. I thought my blog would be a list too, but my thoughts are too disorganized today. It was definitely Monday, but not a bad one by any means. Actually a very good one. I wore my cool new t-shirt to work, it says, "TEAMWORK Is A Lot Of People Doing What I say". My boss got a kick out of that.

Collin, AKA Best Husband EVER, got me a boquet of carnations and mushy-gushy, lovey-dovey card (that he wrote himself, I might add). The girls at work are gonna love that, they're like the Collin Fan Club. Renee told me one day, "LiiLii (her nickname for me), you better not ever divorce that man." I swore to her I never will, and I mean that with every fiber of my being. I never expected to find my soul mate so quickly in life, but I did, and I thank my lucky stars everyday for allowing me to find him. He has helped me get past more stuff than he will ever know and has made up for all the dark parts of my life. Babe, I love you more than anything verbal, written, drawn, or physical could ever express. And whenever we're apart I miss you like like goat cheddar.

In other, less sappy news, my little brother got a job in Corvallis. Yay for him! I was so freaking worried about him. School starts soon and if he didn't get a job this month he would run out of money before it ever started. He is going to OSU for Forestry Management, I believe. OSU is one of the top schools in the nation for forestry. I am really proud of him. He has two to two and a half years of school left (he got two two-year degrees with OCCC, I believe). This is his first time living away from home like this, and he is surviving it. I will probably go seem him on the 22nd if he's available.

There are days when screaming obscenities seems like the best way to communicate, then there are days when the silence is louder than the screams.

People seem to move... A lot. We get address corrections on all our outgoing mail at the office when people move and put in to have their mail forwarded. It amazes me when in one day, in the mail, we get an address correction on the address our client, then another address correction on the address we just paid fifty cents for, and then at the bottom of the effing stack of mail there's the letter we sent in the first place with a sticker on it that reads (covering the address corrections)"NOT DELIVERABLE AS ADDRESSED" or "ATTEMPTED NOT KNOWN". I see this and want to scream we basically just spent $1.42 for the post office to say, "Dude, We don't know where this person is at, like sorry and shit..." (I am not sure why I imagine they have kind of a stoner surfer way of talking...) We spend fifty cents per address correction PLUS forty-effing-two stamps for mailing the effing letter in the first place. It's ridiculous! (If you work for the postal service please know that I respect you and all your work but lately some of the policies your bosses implemented are a little out of whack.)

Sometimes I think I am not arrogant enough.

On the Wii Sports there is the Wii Fitness Test, obviously we have been doing it (not as often as we are supposed to). Collin started out at either 34 or 36, not too bad as we are out of shape. I started out at 63!!(my excuse is that I had just been playing bowling, baseball and golf and I was sore as all hell) We did the test again yesterday (he's done it a couple times throughout the week, I had not) and he got down to a Wii Fitness age of 31, good for him. I got down to a... wait for it... 28!!! w00t to me!! That's right beyotch (this is directed at my husband)!! All is as it should be and I am younger than you!!

If I really felt that way I would tattoo your face on my ass.

I am debating going to the coast this Saturday. It's supposed to be hotter than a mofo here, but if it's gonna be just as hot there than... You see my point I am sure, at least I have AC in the cottage here. But, it is my sister's birthday Saturday and she wants me to come see her AND go out with her in the evening, but I am not a going-out type of person. I don' know we'll see. She might be able to persuade me, she has been wanting to go out since I turned twenty one (over two years ago) so maybe I will indulge her for her birthday, we will see.

This turned into a long blog. I guess my thoughts today were long. The day however was short. Thank god, it was a Monday after all. I am going to read. To all my faithful readers (Collin and Kristina) Peace out! To all my faithless readers, why not become more faithful, let my insane meanderings amuse you. The cat's rubbing up against my leg telling me it's time to go read.