Two weeks to go...

Hmmm. If I gave two weeks notice, I would never have to return to work after Christmas vacation....hmmmm... tempting.

So if the usual bullshit wasnt enough...

1. I now have a car that was towed to the VW dealership yesterday and may not be running again until next Monday... I had a settlement meeting today that i had to take a cab, bus, and train to get to. I felt like a fricking tool calling the office asking them how much the bus cost cuz it had been so long since i took it.

2. My computer at work is down and Im working on this shitty small one in the hallway that has this small screen and i need to sit two inches away from the screen to see it. Its slow and everytime i get an email it crashes. It has no speakers or earphone jack so i have to listen to the muzack that comes out of the phone. I am going to fucking looose it.

3. Its getting colder every day

4. There is too much candy around. I am now down 12 pounds from October. With the rate of stress candy eating, this will be gone soon.

Happy motherfucking holidays

19 days until Christmas vacation

I was in trial all fucking day yesterday. All. Fucking. Day. Brootal. Its like Monday morning the heavens opened and dropped a ton of shit on me. I feel like Im running around like a hooker with her pants off.

Im not sure if i have mentioned my obsession with the Live Cam puppies.
I am obsessed with the Live Cam puppies. They are on my computer all day. I learned on Tuesday that they are going to their forever homes on Saturday. I am in mourning today for this reason.

I just got a mass email sent to me from my super ex. He and little wifey just had their second kid-- named Cash. If you know anything about me, you will note that anyone who would name their child after money was not that compatible with me at all. ( and no, I doubt they named him after Johnny Cash-- asshead hated his music)I really hope I was on his email list by mistake...pretty lame otherwise.

Hip Hop party last week was hilarious. Colt 45s were drank... fried chicken and watermelon was consumed...and I fucking rocked out as a chola. I forgot my camera to post the pics on here. Wikked.

I cant wait for the 24th-- 11 days off. Fuck. It cant happen too soon.