The Legend of Rockabye Point

Sometimes I have these brief, unexplainable flashes where I think the past 4 years has all been a hoax and you'll call me and we'll talk like not a single day has passed.

I wish the flashes lasted longer.

You're a broad minded guy

So, how about this?

It ended with a chair

I was just thinking the other day how my blog has far too much of my face in it. So, naturally, here's 8 times the normal amount! I am "officially" 25. And officially ready to give away my organs by my own choice rather than my parents consent. My old photo was hideous. What's the general consensus on the new?

I hate to do this, but I must!

Hey, look what I found on youtube!
....sike. I made it.
It's no Lisa Upson Production but it gets the job done!


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C'mon, watch it. do it. vote it. I got a terrible migraine making it. The least you could do is watch. and vote. Yeah? Please? :D

I've got sunshine in my life

Before leaving for work this morning, I popped on my trusty brass knuckles. Because, as lame as it sounds, I wear them when I feel I need to be a little tougher (clearly only tough people wear necklaces with knucks on them... Ha!). When we played shows in Philly, I wore them. It's a psychological thing. Some people wear red for empowerment. I wear brass knuckles. Considering the scenes I have seen and heard about from other people who have quit, I thought I might need them today. I was wrong. Ironically, my store manager was in rare form. He was friendly. Apologetic, even. But that didn't deter me from what needed to be done. To my surprise, he said he would miss me. That I was a good work that always did what I was told and that this news "sucked!" In the light of his kind words, I decided to take the high road and not mention the fact that he was partially responsible for my departure. And better yet, he's going to have me on the schedule for next week, which means I can get my "fifties" for February! I can't afford anything, but I'm taking my last perks and running! So, all in all, I guess I didn't need my knucks today. Then again, maybe he was just nice because he was seriously intimidated by my Sasha Fierceness. Oh yeah, I bet that was it. If he liked it than he shoulda put a raise on it!

ps. gah! (thanks jmc!)

We're willing to extend a hand if you're willing to unclench your fist

Today I went out with my mother to run errands and to get what will most likely be my last "fifties" from Aero. For those that are not "in the know", fifties are the once-a-month discount of 50%. You can get two tops, two bottoms, and two accessories for 50% off rather than the everyday discount of 30%. It's a nice deal. I've definitely benefited from that quite often. Be that as it may, on Tuesday when I go in I'm going to be putting in my two week notice. It's highly unlikely that I'll actually be given the opportunity to work two more weeks, but I don't really care. When you lay down the pros and cons, there's a lot of reasons to quit and the discount remains the only reason to stay. And even that isn't that great of a draw since I have absolutely no room in my closet or drawers for anymore clothing! Didn't stop me from getting a few things, though. Felt rather good to be stepping towards the end of Aero! And check out my sweet nails! I got these cheap little stick on nails with stars on them. They're for little girls. Apparently my fingers are so tiny I can wear stick on nails made by a company called "Little Fing'rs". They don't make stick on nails this cute for real women! Oh the perks of having tiny hands!

I will not take part in this!

HIGH-FIVE INAUGURATION! - watch more funny videos

Well, now I'm a little bummed that Obama got elected.


;)

My life depends on it

I've got the flu and Gizmo wears a funnel. We're quite a pair. He hates it, but I kind of like it. Aside from it hindering his ability to bite himself, he looks like a little space dog.

Who wouldn't love that?

Princess, you are ugly when you're mad

A sum up of what's passed since the last time I posted: I've had a bad week. Bad weather. Bad mood. Bad attitude. Bad decisions. Bad flu. Bad. When I got home from Florida, I wished I had more time off. Clearly I did not watch what I wished for. That was bad. But be that as it may, today we got a new President, and that's not too bad.

You can get a whole bunch of Mums

I had my first day back to work today. It wasn't too terrible, but I still want to quit. Hours have been cut to the bone so it's one-on-one coverage, which means an associate and a manager. Even though that leaves me to run all over the store to get things for the manager, it's still boring. I didn't work a lot of hours today, but it dragged on. It was nice to be told at 2:01 to clock out. I assumed I would have to finish my task before leaving, but hours are so slim I had to leave right away! I don't hate on that! What I do hate on is my lungs. On the trip up from Florida, we stopped in North Carolina to rest because I was getting a headache. That was nothing compared to the horrible asthma attack that I endured at 3am that night for two hours. Since then, my lungs have been weird. I've had to use my inhaler a lot and today I've started coughing. It doesn't sound good. I fear I'm probably developing bronchitis. That is poop! My lungs are clearly revolting against this cold weather. Florida spoiled them. I'm going to leave. And if I wasn't afraid of flying, I'd be helping with aerial postal service in Queensland, Australia! Damn my plane phobia!!

I'm back, Millville!

I was going to post pictures for each day that we were down in gloriously warm and beautiful Florida, but this works better, I think. I hope. It fucking better. Took ages. And, furthermore, I completely understand why so many people have winter homes in Florida. This weather is ridiculous. It's for real winter this year. We haven't had for real winter for a couple years! I don't know how to handle this! I had sun burn on my nose last week! Ugh! I can't bare this!

ps. This is my first post of the year! Badass!

Does this slide?!

My job is dangerous, lemme tell ya. First I cut my finger on some boxes which I didn't notice til I saw blood on the boxes. But that was really the least of my problems when I went to put something on the lowest shelf, lost my balance, and put my knee right into a sensor pin I didn't know was on the floor. Stabbed at work! Impaled in the knee! In case you're a little clueless on my retail jargon, I'll explain. We have security sensors that we put on the clothes with these pins that you stick through the clothes and into the little security device. They're not real big, but the pin is about an inch or so long and when an inch of metal went into my knee, it hurt pretty bad. I felt something go into my knee and I looked and only saw the white of the pin. I've seen that plenty of times when I've looked on the bottom of my shoe, but never through my jeans into my knee!! Then I had to all pull it out. So gross. And painful. I didn't tell anyone at work because I hadn't shaved my legs in a few days and I didn't want anyone to ask to look at it! hahaha Not that you can see anything since it look just like a little razor cut anyway. But my mom thinks I should go in tomorrow and let them know it happened just in case. It's probably going to be fine. The area around my knee hurts, but I think I'll be fine. I soaked in the tub for a while when I got home and it felt a lot better after that. For all the injuries I have at least I have super cute band-aids!!

I know about the whole thing

I got a new camera for Jesus' birthday and I've been playing with it a lot. And it came with "film" software so I made this. Don't get excited, Lisa. The software has even less options than Windows Movie Maker! Buuuut...Gizmo is cute so it's worth a look!

ps. Just five months til Nathan's birthday! ahhh!!

There'd always be that one reason

All I can really say is I had a really Mr. Toad's Wild Ride day which included crazy amounts of fog, hair in a burger, grillz, naughty steps, closet envy, R. Kelly trapped in the closet, and the most bizarre, disturbing trip to Miner St ever. Bar none.

Gizmo the Grouch

That's right, today, four years ago, Gizmo Wilkerstinitious came into this world! And with that, a life was saved; my own! He's difficult, he's moody, but he's loved beyond words can express! Perhaps even more than music can express. Not to say I haven't tried! Hm, born on Boxing Day, maybe that's why he's such a fighter. If he wasn't so cute, he'd be living in a trashcan.

♥ ♥ ♥

making some mental souveniors

Happy Christmas, ya'll! I hope you enjoy it more than Gizmo enjoys wearing this hat!

Closing Time at Aeropostale

This video is a lie. Aero is never fun enough to warrant Wham! For the nth time, I nearly quit today! If Aero was worthy of a little jitterbug I'd never feel this way! I won't go into any details, but I'm getting to my breaking point. I say that a lot, don't I? Well, it's okay, I made a special promise that I would be out of there by Jamie's birthday anyway. So, if anyone knows of any great job opportunities....

just dance, it'll be okay

I've been procrastinating and putting off wrapping gifts, but today I finally got it done. Whenever I get my work schedule, I try to plan out times to do other things in my head. Most importantly, artistic things. I try to fit it in here and there between work, family, my social life, and my sleep. So, wrapping presents didn't seem to fall anywhere in my scheduling until I realized that Christmas was nearly here (over for some). That made gift wrapping priority one today. That being said, it took me a while to even get to that. How can I wrap gifts when Lady Gaga is on? Can't! That being said, I did this while I wasn't wrapping presents over the weekend. It's not great, but check it out for a giggle:

Circus (Britney Spears Cover) - JeNell

ps. Yes, that's Gizmo on tambourine.

you could never hold my hand in public

Gizmo Wilkerstinitious received his least favorite of things tonight; a bath. His skin problems aren't much improved despite all the trips to the vet and special shampoos and what not, but we preserver! It is worth it in the end. He looks devastatingly handsome and is a bit calmer on the itch-scratch front. My hands on the other hand are very unhappy. This medicated shampoo burns the many little nicks and cuts on my hands and makes them so raw and dry. Lotion will be no use to me as they're at their dry point of bursting into flames if any sort of lotion is put about them asides from basically pure petroleum jelly. But if you've ever put petroleum jelly on your hands you know it's a huge, gross feeling mess. So, that must wait! My hands will just have to suffer until then.

In somewhat related news, I have a blister on my finger from the hangers at work. Isn't that ridiculous? I need to quit on that basis alone. I've got blisters on me fingers!

And for all of you haters out there, Gizmo is not a prick. He just loves me more than the average monkey, chicken, or dog. Ferociously so!

because you're worth it, you're really worth it

Christmas comes early for some little boys.
Talk about bein' spoiled!

I took a little video of Samuel opening the gifts my mother and I brought over because he was so cute about it, putting clothes on his head and throwing them across the room, but I won't bother to post it up here! It's not quality film work! It's not up to snuff for my blog! And, excuse me, it's personal. Geez. You guys are rude. ;)

So, hey, Merry Christmas, ya'llz.
Let the season ring or some shizz!
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