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The Piss In My Fruit And White Chocolate Parade

Today I suffered a 40 minute (round trip) car drive to an appointment that turned out to be a giant waste of time. Pissy before this, I was filled with rage unequivical to the situation. Needing gas anyway, I decided it was time to try a Sheetz smoothie. You know - smoooooooo-THIE. I LOVE smoothies. I love anything fruity. So I got some gas, went in, ordered a Wildberry Lemonade smoothie with Fat Burner, and inexplicibly, got some white chocolate Reeses and cookies n cream Hershey Bars (at least they cancelled each other out, right?). Mmm. I was about to embark on a white chocolate fruity trip. My favorite. I walked up to the counter to wait. The food maker (what would Sheetz call them? Sharistas?) smiled at me as he made it. I smiled back. He's been my eye candy since college. Sometimes we make love with our eyes.
Or maybe I'm eye-raping him and he's just being friendly. *turns head thoughtfully*
Fruity smoothie. White chocolate. Man candy. Everything perked back up.
I got and paid for my bitchbusters and started walking out the door. I took a sip of my coveted Sheetz Smoothie and my internal monologue yelled, "OHMFGAH! SO not worth it!!"
And then everyone around me was staring at me. Panicking, I mentally reviewed, and realized, yes, that HAD just come out of my mouth.
I smiled brightly (Luckily, Sharisto was not in sight, so his ego was not crushed forever) and walked away quickly, sipping on my smoothie (which, really, wasn't bad, but too watery). The embarrassment mixed with the melted candy (seriously, five minutes down the road and both candy and whipped cream was melted - it's THAT hot here) put me back into my bad mood. And then as I got to the bottom of my smoothie, there was this BLACK POWDER CAKING THE BOTTOM. MY FAT BURNER. DAMN GOODFORNOTHINGBUTEYECANDY SHARISTO!

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Did anyone else have a teacher that had you blend a bowl of high in iron cereal and then run a magnet over it to watch the iron flakes come out? I liked that experiment. I was trying to tell Shana about it earlier.

I will NEVER not laugh at this. Not even thinking about it.

This links to an audio clip and is NSFW, Ks, or anyone churchy.

This is the funniest thing ever. I can't stop laughing. I was rocking back and forth in my chair crying. I made Jason came down and we were holding each other up snorting (it didn't help that it reads word for word like the breakup letter from Jason's ex).

I expect assless chaps and cat-o-nines from everyone!

Leather IS the traditional third year anniversary present, after all!

Yes...it was three years today that Jason and I took the plunge (and two years today that we took that trip to celebrate that messed my damn birth control all up).

Hmm...what else can I come up with for dates for today?
We began dating 6 years ago.
Got engaged 5 years ago.
Got married 3 years ago.
So are we corny cheesy saps or WHAT?

PICTURES!

This one definitely gets a "Is This Really My Life" label

Yesterday, I learned that it is NOT always better to go commando. Luckily, the situation happened within my least favorite week of the month, so I was covered.

My jeans I wore to work yesterday had a big hole in the ass. Right by the pocket. No one told me. Shana finally pointed it out to me. My hot pink panties were merrily showing through.

But HEY...at least I wasn't naked underneath my holy jeans.