I'm getting Published!

Maybe I'll get some internet friends after people read my shpeal on Aiming Low. It should be published in the "guest writer" section in the near future on their website of awesomeness. Super excited about it! I'll post the link once it's up :)

I'm Snookie minus the poof.

A little Jersey Shore action on my pay stub.

Sheetz Show.

I know 3 posts in one day. You are so lucky. All 6 of you that read my blog.

I just went to Sheetz to get some gas and some lunch. There were many interesting things I saw which leads me to this post...

• Young couple- Snookie look a like and d-bag that let the door shut in my face on the way in. Rude.
• The same couple stood behind me in line so close I thought they were going to pitpocket me.
• Young couple #2- Girl hanging like a spider monkey on her boyfriend while he orders MTO (I'm all about PDA, but get a room.)
• Same girl from young couple #2 was wearing jean shorts 3 sizes too small that her lady parts were pretty much hanging out of and her cellulite was jiggling everywhere.
• On my way out to my car, I walked past a parked car that I'm convinced had a huge weed tree in the back seat. Does weed even grow on trees?

PSA based on girl #2: I get that you're 19 and it's really cool to wear super short shorts. And I get that people have cellulite. I'd be the first to know, after having a baby, I'm covered in it. HOWEVER... NO ONE wants to see your cottage cheese thighs and butt cheeks hanging out. I'm still somewhat young too, but choose to be a little more modest in my outfit choices. No I do not by any means wear mom pants, but seriously...save it for your boyfriend.

Comments = Super Cute Pictures. Swears.

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PPT

Yay Pet Peeve day! I get to complain some more...cause I'm sure that's just what everyone wants to hear. But to be fair, I'm sure these are legitimate issues that don't annoy the hell out of just me.

Let's talk about cars.

Let's talk about my sorry excuse for a car.

Let's talk about the fact that I didn't get my license until I was 21. (okay that's a story for another day)

But seriously...

I JUST got a car. I'm almost 24. It's fine. I'm not bitter at all. And not just any car mind you. My mom's old 2004 Suzuki Verona. Heated leather seats, sun roof, the works. Now I'm sure you're reading this and thinking, WTF are you bitching about? Well folks, it's the lemon of all lemons. They don't even make this model anymore because it ended up having so many problems. I knew this long before my mom gave it to me, but then again, SHE GAVE IT TO ME. FREE. So there's why I can't really complain.

Except...

In the month I've had it, the engine light has been on. Twice. It's also been in the shop 4 or 5 times..I've lost count. And to top it off, the stupid Suzuki people FORGOT to order the part for my engine that was cracked?! And knowingly let me drive around with it like that. Not exactly safe. Especially when I have a 10 1/2 month old baby that rides in my car too. So for the zillionth time I had to take it in there, I decided to leave it for the weekend so I wouldn't waste gas driving it back and forth. (for a smaller-ish sized car, this thing eats up gas like it's an effing Escalade.)

So onto my actual pet peeve:
I FINALLY get the car. The engine light is FINALLY off. I notice the gas tank. It's on E. E!!! I dropped the car off with half a tank of gas, and I realize that looking at it the wrong way drains at least an 8th or two, but what were these people doing that used up a half tank of gas?? So now on top of the repairs for stuff that should have got fixed the first time I brought the car in, not the 4th, I have to pay to refill my tank.

Obviously I'm a millionare. Obviously I should be driving an Escalade seeing as how it costs just as much to fill up the tank. Obviously.

Super Secret Confession that I've Been Telling Everyone

People keep complimenting me on my pants today.

I'm wearing maternity pants to work.

I'm not pregnant.

The things I'm subjected to...

Super fat old creepy man with lots of head and face hair keeps walking by the front desk of my office and mumbling things that don't make sense. Either way, he's weird. and creeping me out. Did I mention he doesn't even work here?

On another work note:

Things that people should utilize...
Scheduling Assistant in outlook.

If you do not know what this is, it's a way to schedule meetings where you put in everyone's name that is being invited and then you click the "scheduling assistant" button and up pops everyone's schedules. This way you don't make meetings and send out invitations that conflict with what everyone else is doing.

I seem to be the only person who understands this feature.

Rude.

That is all.