First... Beto... I promise I won't kill you if you wanted to call me kimmie instead... :D

Second! Home made potato fries. To fuckin die for. I ate half the pan before I even put that on my plate!!

And most important. Ry guy.. My cubby buddy. He makes my day tolerable. I love how when we receive emails they pop up in the botton corner so when he sent me "hetch as in henry" I was on a call and LOL'd so hard I had to press mute. Silly indian people. We spend all day making fun of providers, the old bitches who sit around us, and talking basketball.

Chicken avocado sandwich today! I hope the blond old hooker hag pisses me off today.


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Yesterdays lunch: seafood salad and some weird concoction I made at the salad bar + butterscoth pudding!!

Today: burrito!! With chicken and roasted veggies..onions...black olives sour cream & salsa & extra guuuaaac!!!!! So much more... cheese... mushrooms! Mmm mmm. And! Salad of course.

And that bitch at the register in the cafe needs to keep her mouth shut. Yesterday I was chillin with my coworker at the register and he was telling me that the salads are a 1.00 off til the end off the year. And I was like... "I guess I'll get salad more often" and the cashier says " you should eat it anyway." And she has this tone... and I looked at her and said... I eat enough salad.. But not for 7.50 a pound thanks and walked off.

Today I got a burrito and a salad and I put my salad on the scale and she goes... "what's in the box?" and I said " a burrito" and she says "is that salad yours too?" and I said "YEAH". This bitch has the nerve to say "that's a lot of food". FOR REAL? Who are you?

So I said "well im here til 8 tonight so... half the burrito is dinner". The guy behind me says "smart girl.. And you got a to go box". I just glared at the cashier. She says one more comment... and I will FLIP.

You don't like making 9 bucks and hour while I strut around makin big bucks.. Too bad. SUCKER. Ring my shit up and keep quiet hooker. -- Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

I've gone 150 miles on just a little over a quarter of a tank of gas! Unreal. 1.99 for gas!!!

Lunch! Sandwich as usual. Box o' juice! I switch up flavors! And cinnamon applesauce.

Lakers tonight. I hope things go better than friday... or else im gonna be pissed. Im addicted. -- Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

(Besides andrew)

Meet Leon. He's the shit. The chillest illest cat alive. And he is my baby boy. He has spacial issues and will fight you... I have photographic evidence... for cereal. He will eat any kind of food. He's the andrew of cats. ;)

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Cuddling with my cat.

How pissed was I this morning when I got to work to find my veggie cream cheese NOT on the side. That stupid bitch always fucks up my order when she rings It in. And the cute boy with the curly hair is always too busy flirting with me to notice if somethings fucked up. NOT HAPPY. She'll hear about it tomorrow. If you don't like working at dunkin donuts...find a new job. Quit fuckin up my breakfast. Its the most important meal of the day.

And you see that sweet vent in the ceiling. That is behind me. Blowing(literally) freezing cold air onto me. Good thing I busted out my peacoat this morning. I need it!

AND cbowley... in repsonse to your post about how shiity of blogs people have been making... I went back a good 20 pages before I found a picture of some tits... and really that's all you have to offer. I mean... If you don't pitch in for the pizza you can't bitch about the toppings!

Andrew... cabbies def get my sex drive blastin ;)


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Welcome to the weekend update part two.

First lets discuss the fact I got mad cheap gas. So cheap that when the gas pump shut off on me at 14 some odd dollars I got pissed and power gripped the nozzle. When it continued to refuse to pump my gas I starting cursing and my friend told me "your tanks probably full". IMPOSSIBLE!! I continued to squeeze the nozzle until she told me (*yelled at me) "YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSE TO DO THAT!" and good timing as gas was leaking out of my car. I still have a hard time grasping that 15 some odd dollars gave me 3/4 a tank of gas.

We went bag shopping. It was SO STRESSFUL! I have this... quanity issue. I can't just buy one(or two) I bought 4 and a scarf and some sunglasses. IN LOVE. If I was a bazillionaire I would buy all the bags and spread the joy. But... some bitches I know are gonna have a very merry xmas!!

And what's a post without a ridic picture. For the record, I I don't take serious pictures. Just ask my mother, she's got rolls and rolls of hate towards me. -- Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

I work overtime because I like to spend money. I take pictures with trigger fingers pointed to my head because I'm ridiculous.

I work in cubicle land. (the lights above the cubes are motion sensored, which is cool cuz when I left they all light up as I walked by) Standing up and realizing its completely dark on the 4th floor except over your cubby, making you easily findable to corporate serial killers, is scary. But not as haunting as looking out the window and only seeing pure white.

Crazy ass fog.. Can't see shit. Followed by crazy ass rainstorms.

I don't know if any of you have tried Domino's sandwiches... but I got one. It was amazing. It will probably give me a heart attack. But they have neat chairs there. -- Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

I work a 9-5 but I'm all about getting that OT baby. I'm all alone in my cubicle. Doin mad spreadsheets and listing to my ipod. Kinda creepy and I can't stop lookin over my shoulder since I'm one of like 4 people on the entire floor here now.

Love me some trix and toast with raspberry jam!! And of course... my DD.

Finishin up here and then shopping!!


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I got a lotta pet peeves. Don't like to be poked. Ever. It makes me cringe and immediately hate you. Hate when people share their opinion as its a fact. I hate when people talk to me from another room or through a closed door.

But one odd pet peeve I have has to do with bathrooms. I can pee with my girls in the same stall. Same bathroom. With the door open. I'll pee when people are in the shower or let them when I am. But I hate... HATE... when im in a multi-stall restroom... and all the stalls are empty... I walk to the far stall.... someone comes in after me and goes into the stall directly next to me. It annoys me.

People think im weird... but its like the urinal rule. You don't choose the urinal directly next to another dude.

Its not me... its them. I don't like hearing other people shit.. Fart.. Whatever. I don't like when people don't pee but just sit there.

I took the pic to show I was all the way down in the second to last stall and there are more stalls you can't see. And this person walks right in... goes into the stall next to me... sat down... and nothing. Just awkward silence.

I know, I'm ridiculous. -- Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®

I packed my own lunch today fyi. Lunches ain't packin' themselves the way they used to. And im broke. And I fully intend on spendin' a chunk of this weeks check on sneaks and bags.

Check it out: garlic and herb turkey and cheese on 100% whole wheat. Home made bangin salad. Banana! My favorite. Peanut butter granola!! Last one. Swiped that shit quick. Box o' OJ. BEST THING EVER!

I found I like things in sixes. 6 pack of boxed OJ. 6 packs of cinnamon apple sauce. Some others.

And LAKERS two days in a row. I'll probably die, but if I miss a game, they will lose. -- Sent from my T-Mobile Sidekick®