Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Worry often gives a small thing a big shadow

Its “I hate it when Wednesday” everyone!!
I can’t believe I actually carried a theme in my blog for two weeks-go me!

Leave yours in your comments or put them in your blogs! I can’t wait to read them!

I hate it when…

-I hate it when you get behind someone on a one lane highway who goes 10 under the speed limit. SERIOUSLY? If you are hell bent on driving that fucking slow-pull over to the shoulder and let me go pass you, especially in morning commute traffic when there is no way in hell I would be able to pass you on the left. Jerks.
-I hate it when things fall out of your pockets in the bathroom and slide like five stalls down. This is even more embarrassing when someone is in the stall you stuff slides into.
-I hate it when the people who are in the stall of your fallen bathroom stuff kick it back to you, bitch, I didn’t throw my phone in your stall on purpose, treat it with a little respect or I WILL stand on the toilet and chuck it over the stall at your damn head-on purpose.
-I hate it when American Idol fails to make me get me excited, fist pump, or stand up and shout in exultation at the tv. I didn’t even vote last night.
-I hate it when you complain about your job and people say “Well at least you have a job in this economy.” Like the fact that I have a job means I don’t have a right to complain about it, give me a break. The fact that I have one means I get to complain.
-I hate it when people don’t return emails-drives me bananas, I’ll even take an “okay got it, thanks!” Over no response at all.
-I hate it when there are like 12 new Mexican restaurants I want to try and only 1 night a week to have time to try them.
-I hate it when voicemail cuts me off-peoples voicemail have seriously hung up on me multiple times for no reason at all, then I have to call back and look like a crazy stalker on your missed call log.
-I hate it when you post a blog about all the movies you want to see with a detailed date release and the next day they go and change the release date. I’M LOOKING AT YOU HARRY POTTER (which is now July 15th)
-I hate it when cancellation news comes out about the ONE SHOW my husband actually loves to watch and I don’t have the heart to tell him.
-I hate it when Neilsen ratings won’t count DVR recordings as someone watching a show. DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY PEOPLE DVR THESE DAYS?? That’s the whole reason Jericho, Eli Stone, and Pushing Daises was brought down-assholes.
-I hate it when I feel bad for cussing in my blog. It’s my blog and I have a dirty mouth, I’ll cuss whenever I want.
-I hate it when the creepy girl at NPP leers around my cube looking for someone to talk to and I accidently look to see who is standing behind me. Dang it…

And now for something completely different…
Okay so my friend who works in a hospital called me yesterday and what insued was by far the funniest conversation ever.
So apparently yesterday was Penis Day at the hospital. Lots of people were having surgery on their man bits. So my friend called and the first thing she said was “Carrie, I’ve seen more penis’s today then I have in my entire life. All different kinds. Today I saw the biggest penis I’ve ever seen it was HUGE and BLACK. She went on and on about the penis’s she had seen all day, but by far the most impressive was this giant black one, that apparently, like the Cialis commercial says, if you have an erection for more than 4 hours, you get to go the hospital and have surgery and shock my friend when she walks into the OR. I am seriously the only person you can call and have these wildly inappropriate conversations with, for sure.

T minus
23 days and counting until Orlando! I’m making a new commitment to do ab work or cardio every night for a week starting Monday. Let’s hope I can do it!!!

Fin
I hope you all have a great Wednesday!

Love (for the sun NOT to be shining, but it still be warm)
Carrie

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