Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious…or whatever!

Last night, my hair dryer blew up which let me know that I should have gotten rid of the thing three years ago.  I’ve had it since middle school and I’ve been meaning to upgrade but I figured I would wait for whatever, so when it blew up last night my waiting is now over and I must buy a new one.  Yaay!

On Twitter, I have decided to participate in Secret Santa.  I haven’t done Secret Santa since middle school and I think it will be fun.  Always good to make new friends and what not.

I didn’t get the job I applied to.  Although they loved my resume and cover letter (thanks Mary), that are not having a spring intern position.  Bummer

My mom’s surgery didn’t go as well as we thought it would.  She is basically stuck in the hospital for possibly another three months.  Her intestines are healing slower than normal, but they are healing so that is always good.  I hope the guy who shot her burns in hell.  He desrves a fate worse than death for what he has done to my mom, me, and my family.  It’s tough as nails trying to go to school, work two jobs, and give the ok for doctor’s to do surgery on your mom when they tell you that it might kill her but we have to do it anyway.  Wtf am I supposed to do, say “No, I think we want to take a holistic approach this time.”  No, I say “Hell yeah, why are you even calling me?  I can’t say no and I doubt I would.”  This has been the worst semester of my life, but hopefully everything will get a little better.  I’m not really superstitious but I broke a mirror seven years ago and it’s time for those seven years to be up….OH SHIT, they should be up today.  This is the day before Thanksgiving right?  I think it is.  I’m mildly happy.  If things don’t turn around however, I will become a walking campaign for depression.

Saturday we went to the Cheese for my niece’s birthday.  Well, that was a hoot.  I hate the Cheese.  It was super crowded and I ended up cleaning a table off for us which was annoying because we asked someone to help us and she said she would.  Five minutes later, we saw her walking back by us clearly not giving a damn.  I’m never going there again.  Next birthday, we are going to the zoo or some other place.

I’ve decided to hold off reading The Shack because I can’t get into that book for the life of me.  I’m not a religious person, but I know that’s not the reason I don’t get it.  I’ve read C.S. Lewis.  I guess I just need to slow down before I read that book.  I’ve decided to read what some are calling the long-awaited sequel to The Graduate.  Home School by Charles Webb fast forwards to Ben and Elaine attempting to home school their two sons.  They have encountered the disapproving wrath of the school board and concerned parents who feel that home schooling does not prepare children for the “real world.”  It’s kind of stupid because I thought as long as you got approved and submitted everything ahead of time to the proper authorities then it was okay to home school.  I’ve met a few home schooled kids, sure they are a little loopy but what kid isn’t crazy?  But I will say this, if you home school do it at an early age, not while the kid is in middle school because they’ll probably hate you?  Back to the book…Elaine’s mother is estranged from the family.  They have some sort of restraining order on her.  That’s all I have so far.  I’ve just picked up the book and when I finish it, I will be able to give a more accurate summary of the book.

Meh, I’m tired and it’s cold at work.  Woot, two more hours and it’s time to go home.  Happy Thanksgiving or whatever!

“Everything changes, nothing perishes” Ovid