HOWDY SNOWY NH---HA HA HA HA HA HA

It's snowing like the Dickens (get it, Dickens, like Charles Dickens like in.....oh forget it) up in good old NH and I for the first time am glad to be where I am---no snow, no ice , no stinking white mess to shovel and wade through. I called all my friends cause I knew they'd be home stuck in the house, and they were!!!! I could go out now but I'm going out tomorrow so why brave Xmas shoppers two days in a row? It'll save me a Xanax or Ativan or two. HA HA. Maybe I'll stay in and have a pill party. HEE HEE. Just kidding Mom. Though if anyone has a stray oxycontin they don't need send it my way. Oh enough of drugs. Let's laugh some more about the Granite Staters and their snow and no electricity. I do feel sorry for them, yes, I do. I am not heartless. I am just glad it's them instead of me cause usually it's the other way around. They are supposed to get more snow too and winter doesn't start til tomorrow. This does not bode well for winter 08/09. Not well at all.


CAYLEE'S BODY IDENTIFIED

They identified the body found as little Caylee but cannot determine the cause of death. I hope they have some strong evidence to tie this to the mother cause you know she did it. Oh yeah I know, allegedly. Innocent until proven guilty. Blah blah blah. It's my blog and I declare that she did it! So there. And I'm hardly ever wrong. Once again the country should make Pooh and I JJE (Judge, Jury, and Executioner) and things would be done quickly, speedily and fairly!

WORK

I made it through the work week. I made it through the time card puncher from hell and the getting up at 7 am to be at work til 8 pm. I made it through calling my Psychiatrist at 8 am. Who, by the way, has upped my anti dep mgs and I am actually feeling good today. My counseling starts on the 14th of Jan which I am looking forward to. Let's see, I got paid this week and had a pretty hefty check with all the OT. I am working next Saturday and the Saturday after which will be combined OT of 12 hrs. Yeah me making money to pay bills! Please, some rich good looking nice guy find me and marrry me. Amen.

SCRAPBOOKING

Is a pain in the ass. There I've said it. Come get me all you scrapbookers. And I don't even do the weird fancy crap that they do. I finally finished my Marilyn/Lost/Titanic/Gone with the wind scrapbook and now I have to put all these old World World I
postcards that a great Aunt had into one. I could be doing that now as we speak. Hell I could be washing my floors or folding laundry but you know what? I don't wanna so I'm not gonna. I'll deal with it later. Anyway, scrapbooking is wacked if you ask me (no offense Paula and Jan whom I love dearly) especially when you go all out and put in little them picutures and cut outs and all that other stuff they do. Heck, I take my pictures, arrange them on a page and call it a day. I am a poor mans scrapbooker OR am I really the more intelligent scrapbooker. You decide.


LOST

I had to put it in here cause I love it and it annoys CERTAIN people. LOST LOST LOST.