Ok, so i only added eclipse, larry king and elin woods to accidentally get people to read my blog--but . . . i saw twilight, and it was another one of those long trains going no where. i love a good midnight show with lines around the block and idiots in their pajamas as much as the next person, but lets save it for luke warm harry potter movies, shall we? larry king, hoda and kathy lee say larry has the best lighting in television--i hate to say this, but we all saw them without make-up and understand what good lighting means to them, everyone else--larry is king of scary. all head and teeth and suspenders. and elin. No one, certainly not i, wants to take away from the pain of infidelity, especially infidelity in the public spotlight. especially infidelity in the public spotlight with tpt masquerading as skanks, frequently playing with your husband and his toys in close proximity to where you live and sleep! but what incentives to woman have to pretend to stand by their men when the payoff is 750 million and the whole world knows you've told him and his sorry sex addicted, rehab faking, whore mongering ass to piss off? if elin were getting 7 million instead she might do what hollywood and the european royals did for years--faux cohabitation. being seen out and about with the children, making appropriate sound bites for the media, and providing photo ops with the hubby just often enough to dispel rumors while the cuckolded wife lives in the manor to which she has become accustomed, while carrying on discreet affairs of her own.
my real blog today is about my job. a couple months ago when i scored this gig over the other 190 so people who applied, i felt like my warren zevon bad luck streak in dancing school might well be over. but here i am. making $10 per a 30 hour week while my boss pulls in $60 per 40 hours. not only does the possibility of a increase in pay and hours seem to get further away with every passing day, my company accidentally had to give me holiday pay--so they re wrote the company handbook so they can take it away. worst, worst of all, if such a thing can be said to be possible--i have done nothing, nothing in the way of work this entire week. and it's thursday. if the days were 8 hours long i would just suffer for that much longer. anybody out there have a job for a high iq'ed under achiever who believes they are an over achiever?? help!! my ass is tired, and i'm forced to work a second job i hate even more. on the plus side. i'm paid for my new job search.
last to my beloved boxer zeus. the tears come to my eyes even as i type. sigmund and i miss you as much today as we did the day you died. i will never, ever love another dog as much as i loved you. you were truly a cherished member of our family.
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Thursday, July 1, 2010
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