Jared Durham

Yeah, he's a weird guy.  He says that no one can spell his name correctly.... obviously, I too must have spelled it wrong.  Anyhow... here I sit at work, just sitting.  I was told to be here at 4:00 so I scarfed down my lunch.... inhaled actually, just to get here on time.  Whjen I did arrive, I discovered that I am not needed until 5:30.... that' s right.  5:30.  So, here I sit, wondering what to write about on my blog when Jared walks by.  He is wearing a big-o-mama baseball championship ring that I'm sure he stole from someone. :-)  Hee hee.  Okay, not really, he's a great baseball player I'm sure, but nonetheless, I think he could knock someone out easily with the bling-bling. 

Okay, this is the lowest point of my life.  I'm sitting here writing about a guy whose name I can't spell out of shear boredom.... Somebody shoot me.

Is my life REALLY this boring???

Money stinks..... especailly the lack of it...

Wow... I hope none of you have experienced this, but you know that terrible feeling when you check your balance in your account and suddenly it is VERY, VERY negative and you have no idea how that happened or what in the world you can do to fix it. You just pray that suddenly some really wealthy old man that you were kind to many years ago, but really didn't know at all sends you a check for $1000... just for kicks. Yeah, it stinks. What's a girl to do???? (Don't you dare tell me to be more careful with my money.... I don't want to hear it.) I can't even sell my blood anymore 'cuz I've been to Africa this year..... woe is me....

Errrr.... Computers can get on my nerves...

It's true. I hate it when your computer (or more acurately your computer program) thinks it knows what you want. It makes me crazy (don't say it Ashlee)!! Here I am looking at exactly what I want to be printed, but when I print, it comes out as something else. man that get's on my nerves. Excuse me, I have to throw it out the window now....

Reading for fun.....

Ah, those were the good 'ol days. Back when you could go into a bookstore and find a book that you couldn't afford so you'd sit there for hours reading it at the store so that you don't have to pay for it. Then there was the invastion of seminary. Read this. Read that. Write about this book. Rush through this one (that might actually be great). Finally, a break. I discovered that my church has a library. Yes, this should have been obvious... thank you. Anyway, I walked in and turned to a shelf and grabbed a book that looked like a novel and I checked it out and have hardly put it down yet. I love when I can read because I WANT to.

Oh... Bad News Bears

No, not those bears. I mean general bad news... forget the bears part.

So... I'm house sitting for some friends while they are in Africa. They have a cute little Yorkie that they secretly think is their first-born child. Anyhow, a couple of days ago she started acting weird. She just kinda.... stopped. She stopped eating, playing, barking...even walking. Needless to say, I got a little worried. Was she sick? Hurt? I didn't know. The only number they left me was for the Animal Hospital, which Emma has never been to. So, finally I broke down and took her....

Ends up, Emma has a bone spur on her spine. I was told to keep her completely confined to a cage until her mom and dad get home. What the heck! I can't do that!! Plus, I have to give her lots of drugs. Muscle relaxers and stuff like that. So, as long as I'm giving her the meds, she is active and thus hard to keep confined. AND... it cost me... well, let's just say... it cost me all my rent money for this month. Part of me wants to email them in Africa and let them know what's going on, but really... they can't do anything from there. Ahhh, the complexities of life.