"Libby!"

My cat is officially nuts. I like to think of Libby not really as a cat, but more like a squirrel. She's very skittish and will run crazily around the house for no apparent reason. She's my little sidekick when I'm home; she follows me around ALL the time, sleeps in my bed with me every night, and wakes me up every morning. She's a pretty shy cat around new people, but once she's comfortable with you she won't leave you alone either (ask Laura or Mike). For some unknown reason the last month or so she's been in a "hunting mode" at night. She'll come into my room late at night meowing really loud, kinda like she's dying or something, and will be dragging an article of clothing, usually a sock, in her mouth. She'll drop it off in my room and look at me like she did something good like just caught a mouse or something. It's hilarious because she's so serious about it. Mike and I were talking about it and like an hour later here she comes in the living room meowing like crazy with a pair of Roger's shorts in her mouth. I was laughing so hard I was crying. You really just gotta see this to see how funny it is.

The pink shirt at the bottom is my mom's. It appeared Tuesday night.
The pair of Tommy socks in the middle are Roger's. They appeared in my room Wednesday night. I think it's impressive she brought up a matching pair of socks and placed them next to each other.
The sock at the top of the pic is mom's. It showed up in my room Thursday night.
All of these clothes come from the laundry room, which is in our basement...

As soon as work gets good, it comes to an end.

This week at work was actually tolerable, almost on the fun side. My megabitch boss was on vacation all week. It was wonderful and unfortunately went by really fast. There was just this feeling of relaxation in the air. And from the lack of bitching going on I could hear the radio more. I spent most of the week in the front packing orders anyway, which is pretty fun because then I'm standing around joking with the guys all day listening to music. So my week at work was pretty good. :) And just the thought that Friday will be my last day makes me very happy.

Some random thoughts going on in my head:
-Worst song ever: "Just a Lil Bit" by 50 Cent. The most unoriginal song I've ever heard. Every line ends with "...just a lil bit." Hell, I could write a song better than that.
-Did you know that deoderant can melt? The solid kind! Crazy.
-I still find it extremely hard to believe that Prince is not gay.
-One thing I liked about LiveJournal was the Music and Mood thing at the bottom, so whenever I remember to I'm gonna write in my own music and mood things. Unfortunately, there is no little penguin to accompany the mood.

Music: "Another One Bites the Dust" -Queen
Mood: exhausted

You don't have to be 40 to like Journey

So the Cards game last Friday with everyone was so much fun. I'm ashamed to say that I don't think I watched a full inning without getting distracted by a conversation with someone. Oh well. I had a blast and it seems like everyone else did, too. And what a great game and ending it was, couldn't have been any better.
The Weezer and Journey concerts were this weekend. Both were pretty good. Weezer sounded really good, almost like how they do on their albums. I was impressed. And Ben Folds played, too. I've never really listened to them, but I've always kinda wanted to. They are one of those bands that I've heard was really good, but never got around to listening to them. And man, he sure can rock out the piano. Journey played all my favorites so that was awesome. But then they played a lot of their new stuff, too, blah. It was still a good concert. I'm glad I went. Whenever the concert was lagging all I had to do was look to our left and see this overweight lady in her mid-forties jam to the music. She had a beer in one hand and a cig in the other. It was great. Ah, nothing quite like watching adults drunkily dance to classic rock music. Oh and Roger bought Mom some Journey shirts and I looked at one of them and held it up to myself thinking "How the hell is she gonna fit her chest into this thing?" I tried it on for her to show that there is no way she could fit into it, and it fits me like a glove. So I got myself a Journey shirt, yay.

Baseball

I've been pondering my most liked and hated teams lately and just exactly what order I hate or like them in. So here's my list:

Teams I Like

1. St. Louis Cardinals. This is an obvious first choice. No need to explain here.
2. Boston Red Sox. Ever since I went to a game at Fenway I have a respect for Boston fans. They are pretty die-hard for not having that great a team (except for the last few years).

Yeah, those are the only two teams I like.

Teams I Hate

1. Chicago Cubs. They just suck. I don't see how anyone could be a Cubs fan. I love our rivalry with them, though. Cards vs. Cubs games are by far the best games to go to. I was mad when I saw that Mastercard commercial with all the baseball rivalries and they didn't do the Cards and Cubs. I think our rivalry is almost as big as the Yanks and Red Sox.
2. Atlanta Braves. There was one point when I cheered for them, and I am ashamed of myself. But I was young and didn't know. Back in the early 90's when they were good and went to the World Series I was a fan. But then 1996 came and the Cards played the Braves in the NLCS and lost. I've hated them ever since.
3. Houston Astros. Another Central Division rivalry. They used to be a lot better and actually challenge us for the Division title. Not so much anymore.
4. Kansas City Royals. The only reason they are 4 and not 3 is because we play the Astros more. I used to be a semi-fan of the Royals, ya know, root for them when we weren't playing them. Ever since the World Series last year I will never cheer for the Royals ever again. All of them turned to the Bo Sox. And they were assholes about it. Don't even get me started on the 1985 World Series.
5. New York Yankees. Come on, everyone hates the Yanks. Rich bastards. Money isn't helping them this season though, hahaha.
6. Philadelphia Phillies. I just don't like them. I think they're cocky.
7. Cleveland Indians. I think this stems back to a game I went to against them and we lost. Other than that, the Major League movies don't help me give them respect.
   

911?!

I'm on my way home and I had my phone open and sitting on my purse so I went to close it and accidentally dipped the lower part into a cup of soda. Yeah, I know, real smart. So I start freaking out, but I was on the highway so I couldn't really pull over so instead I got a napkin out and dried it off. Then when I got home I decided to finally call AT&T to get a replacement phone cuz this one has been pissing me off a lot lately. In the middle of trying to talk to the lady my phone starts acting weird and saying that there is a SIM card error. Great. So there is a replacement phone in the mail, but if they find any water damage they are gonna charge me for the new phone. So hopefully they don't find anything, fingers crossed. Eventually the SIM card started working, but now it's being weird again. There's this screen that pops up on my phone that says Call SOS because of the SIM card being weird. So I decided to call it thinking it would direct me to some Cingular help line to assist me with my card difficulties. The lady answered and said how may I help you and I told her my problem and she said "Oh, this is 911." I was like OMG I'm so sorry. What the hell, why would my phone say Call SOS, that's misleading, it should just say Call 911. But anyway, my phone is now f'ed up and I can't access anything on it. :(

Everywhere you don't want them to be

I was on my way to work this morning and as I was heading down the exit ramp I felt like I had something in my eye. I flipped down my visor then BOOM! I bumped into the car in front of me. I thought I had more room, but I guess I didn't. And guess who was in the lane next to me, the fuzz. Of course they had the window down so they heard the bump so they backed up and got out of the car and came over and talked to me and the lady I hit. There was no damage to my car and there was seriously like almost nothing done to hers, just a little scratch about an inch long and it was from my license plate. She was kinda pissy about it, understandably so I guess, but I literally just rolled into her car, it wasn't like I was going fast. The cops said they were gonna write a report about it or whatever and I'm just thinking the entire time that this was so ridiculous. It was a tiny scratch! Then they went to their car and came back and said that they weren't gonna file a report and that me and this lady should just exchange info. I was just saying the other day that I am gradually becoming a bad driver, that I just don't pay enough attention. And I even thought to myself that I need to get into an accident because that always makes me more cautious for a while. Well, it happened, so know I'm gonna be a little bit more careful. The song that was playing when I hit her was "Slow Ride" in case you were wondering. Coincidence? Maybe. Interesting? I think so.
So now I can officially say that I caused a semi-accident. I did back into that one car in the Casa Loma parking lot a couple summers ago, but I still won't claim responsibility for that one. The car I backed into was parked in a non-existent spot. And the damage was done to my mom's car, not the other person's. I only left a note because there was a stupid cop around that time, too. That same summer I got hit by an old lady, but that one wasn't my fault. And I won't even go into all the times that I was a passenger in an accident.
On a good note, I had a pretty good day at work :)

The megabitch reigns supreme

Just when I thought work was starting to become tolerable things do a 180 on me. After the third day of work I was ready to quit. Then it started to get better all of a sudden and I couldn't figure out why until a couple days ago--I wasn't working for the bitch. Instead of going up and down the aisles looking for items she kept sending me to different departments to do work, and I was completely fine with that. I think it has something to do with the fact that I told her I was afraid of heights. Ever since I mentioned that she had me do other stuff. Wish I would have thought to say that earlier. But yesterday I spent the entire day working for her. Today I spent half of the day, and it was horrible. I just wanna punch that fucking bitch in the face. She snapped at me when I asked her for work to do. Um ok, next time I don't have anything to do I'll just sit there and wait for her to come to me. Damn. I hate rude people. I'm taking a half day Friday I don't care what the hell she says. I'm leaving at 12:30 and meeting up with my girls at the pool.
As Gerg said to me, it never ceases to amaze me how Lyndsey can annoy me even when she's 800 miles away. She's in FL right now and I haven't talked to her since I blocked her on AIM. Jen still has to talk to her though and I hear stuff from her. She won't give up on that birthday dinner. She doesn't want to be friends with me, but she wants me to pay for her fucking birthday dinner. Fuck you bitch. If you want me to make the plans so bad I'll take you to White Castles.
Oh geez, I'm sorry to make this such a bitchy entry, I always feel better getting this stuff off my chest. Hmm, here's to a better week...

"You sound like a seal in heat." Mike to me when I was laughing

I got Dopey of all characters.

I am disappointed with the cereal industry these days. I went to open up a box of Cocoa Crispies and saw to my surprise on the outside of the box that there was a Disney toy inside. So I got all excited and I was about to get a big bowl to pour out half of the cereal to get the toy inside, but then I opened the lid and there was the toy all neatly wrapped sitting on the outside of the cereal bag right there on top. That just takes the fun out of everything. Poor kids these days, they don't get to dig through a box to try to find the cheap toy inside. It's sad. I was disappointed.
Omg, my cat Libby just walked in here meowing really loud with a pair of socks in her mouth and now she is laying on it using it as a pillow. lol.
Ok, I'm done with my randomness for today.

::Evil laugh::

Alright, so I have decided that I will continue to write in LiveJournal, but only for one reason: to fool Lyndsey into believing nothing is wrong. However, the entries I put in there will all be bullshit entries. I think I might make some stuff up or just talk about completely off the wall shit and just see how ridiculous things can get. Any suggestions for what I should write about? Oh geezo, I feel so evil.
Anyway, so Mike and I walked into the house tonight and on the coffee table is this crazy set of candle holders. I think my mom has gone nuts. The centerpiece is a BBQ pit with a candle inside and around the BBQ pit is 4 lawn chairs, each with a candle in the middle. It's hilarious.
I have decided that Z1077 is the worst radio station, ever. One of the kids I work with had it on there all day. So I had to listen to it all day. I was going crazy. Every other song has either Nelly, Ludacris, or 50 Cent in it. You wouldn't think it would be possible, but they literally played one song with Nelly then 2 songs later another song with Nelly in it.

Feels like home

So Steve asked me, Katie, and Laura to go to the Cards game with him on Tuesday. And, amazingly enough, all of us were free to go. Steve gets tix from his aunt for free pretty often it seems. He didn't tell us where we would be sitting until we got there and he gave us the tickets. Section 136, Row 3. Right behind the Cards dugout. OMG, it was amazing! Those fly balls would freak me out, luckily there weren't many by us. I had so much fun, and I got to see my Steve, whom I haven't seen since he left me at school. So it was a great time. I love Busch. It's gonna be hard to see it go. So many memories there. For lack of better words, it feels like home there. :( Oh I've been meaning to ask if anyone would be interested in going on a tour of Busch? Mom and Roger did it before and you go into the locker room and dugout and all throughout the "inside" parts of Busch. And I would like to experience all of that before it ceases to exist. So if you are interested in going leave a comment or IM me and I'll look into that further.