i guess my party was a success.  a glass was broken and i'm still finding pieces on my floor, i got almost no sleep, and my sister's drunken friends were loud and obnoxious until sometime around 5am.  i also have laundry to do even though i just did laundry since so many people were sleeping on my nasty floor.  and lucky me, i still have two and a half bottles of wine and a 12-pack of pbr to drink all myself if i so choose!

i took lots of pictures, but i need to edit them before i put them up.  i'm not even entirely sure what i took pictures of.

i wanna party with youuuuu!

hooray for birthdays!

i am anxiously awaiting the day when i get internet on my own computer.  i desperately need to update my typelists, and i just don't remember what to put there.  and it's bothering me because they haven't changed in a month.

i finally have a day off before my next stint of six days in a row at target.  so far i haven't gotten much accomplished (meaning i haven't done laundry yet and my work clothes are on the verge of unwearable).  but i did get a haircut and had a short discussion with my stylist about tipping.  which i did, but probably not enough.  if she's still there next time i'll make it up to her. 

yesterday i went to guest services while i was at work because there wasn't anyone scheduled from 4 until 5.  i know, who makes these schedules, right?  anyway, there was a woman there who was trying to return three socks that had gotten holes in them.  she didn't have anything except these three socks, not even the rest of them that came in the package.  my poor coworker was trying to explain that we can't do anything with just those three socks (and, by the way, they looked nasty.  i'm sure they've been worn enough to justify them getting holes) and she requested to see our supervisor who told her the exact same thing.  then she got all pissy and went off shopping.  and then when she was finished she demanded a form to fill out a complaint.  it was so hilarious in retrospect!  people are such idiots.

which gives me an updated list of things that annoy me that people do:

• put their purses on the belt to count out change and then complain that the belt is moving.  that's why we have a separate counter.  move on dear and let the next person unload their items.



• put their change on the belt.  now that's just stupid.  (also, coupons.)



• when i ask if they found everything, they reply "no, but that's okay."  how the hell am i supposed to respond to that?



• write in the register before the check.  i think i've said this before, but it's just as annoying to wait for people now as it was then.  along with that, if you are waiting in line, start your check while you are waiting.  we have pens, you can ask for one.   it's nice for everyone all around.



• people who wait in line on one line while there are five more open.  if you are that stupid, i'm not going to point out there are five lanes with no waiting.  you deserve to stand in line. 

i actually do like my job most of the time.  the people at this target are really nice and some of them are way less annoying than the people i used to work with.  i just get so annoyed because some people are such idiots about things.  next week i have to close service desk one night and i'm not sure if i'm looking forward to it or not.

also next week though is my birthday and i'm super excited.  i'm goin to have a party but so far i don't know who will show up. 

and i have two minutes left so i guess i should save this.  i feel so discombobulated.  i want to edit! but i musn't!

stephanie's story

sunday night my sister met one of our favorite people.  a rather large excerpt from her blog:

It started out as a "wee dander"... not as in I had a small dandruff problem, but..  yeah, we went on a walk to downtown (which is about two feet away).  I was with Ruairi (Rury) and Udai, both "fez's", or foreign exchange students (Irish and Indian, respectively).  Udai actually could have told me he was American and I would have believed him.  Although he talks like he's Irish (actually we were both talking like we were Irish because I have no strong accent of my own I always talk like the people around me...happens when I see my cousins from the South, and so on), he's more savvy on music and pop culture than I am, and really more than most people I know.  He did live in America for awhile before this, and some other countries.  His dad is an ambassador (which means Udai has a diplomatic ID and basically can't be arrested for anything).  Anyway.. as we were dandering by the Hiltop (bar), I thought, hmm, let's see if Chris (the owner) is around and let him know I'm in town and stuff (I've met him a few times and few years ago, he knows my sister, etc.).  He happened to be standing outside on the phone, so I waved.  He recognized me and the four of us started talking and within minutes he had us up in the apartments above the bar at a Newt party.

Which is when I had the blessed opportunity to meet LELAND.  Only a Cornellian would know the significance of that.  Let's just say that every first year student is warned against Leland (ok, I don't want it to sound like he's a rapist or something.  Not like that.  He's just..  His politics..  yeah..  ).  I said, "So YOU'RE Leland!"  And he groaned.  I told him I wasn't allowed to talk to him or I would be disowned by my sister and thrown out by my roommate.  Well, I try not to be a jerk so I sort of was nice to him later on because I felt bad.  Which got me a dinner invitation.  To "someplace nice".

AAAACCCK!!!!

Then Ruairi, Udai and I dandered back to campus and talked in my room with my roommate until 3 am.  But I couldn't stay asleep past 8.  I HATE that!

(Ruairi and Udai want to start their own social group called the Nancies.  Actually, Udai would really like to have one called "I want Morrissey to be my boyfriend".)

and i don't know how to top a story like that so i shouldn't even try!  but i would like to mention that i got trained for guest services and i like it a lot.  that is all!