Day 108: Graffti Day

Today I was supposed to graffiti something.  I was really excited.  I was originally going to go downtown and graffiti meter maids, but realized it might be a little bit difficult since they're constantly moving.  I wanted to tag Mary's car cause it's always fun to tag Mary's car, but I'm laying low at work (I've got a hit on me).  Maybe put a flower on Tim's car.  He'd hate it, but I'd find it funny.  But then I thought of the most unobtrusive thing to do...

Outside Michelle's house.  She texted me later that night, "Really?"

Day 106: But My Intentions Are Good

Today I was supposed to end every conversation with "but my intentions are good."  I did this on the original day when James and I were talking about lying to ourselves.  It seemed to fit in too well.  So I decided to redo it.  When Sheryl and I were talking about her trip to Florida, she responded "What?"  Michelle thought it was part of the convo because she just said "nice."  Courtney didn't bother to respond. 

Day 107: Globalization Day

Today surf internet chat rooms and make friends with someone on the other side of the world.

Internet chat rooms just do not have the same appeal as they did back in the day when 46 year old pedafiles pretending to be 13 year old girls.  I checked out a few the book recommended but some didn't even have chat rooms.  Thank god none were porn sites since I was doing this as work.  I figured why not multi task and chat it up while doing my favorite activity... filing. I finally ended up on delphi forums.  This site sucked.  All they asked was how old I was.  No one said anything until the dark lord of satan blah blah blah left the chat room and someone said they were glad they finally left.  I asked why and the response was lol.  I thought internet chatters were supposed to have some social skills.  Since no one was talking and filing is my favorite I began to focus on that.  Then I left to clean a restroom, complain about co workers, chat it up with James, I think I might've even eaten something.  Come back and remember that I'm chatting.  Jokes on me they kicked me off because I was not responding.  So no new friends for me :(

Day 106: To Be Postponed

Day 105: Today Lie to Someone About Your Past

Easy Peasy.  Lying is totally my forte.  Remember when I convinced Vanna that Mark grew crystals in homemade cave in his backyard and then there was the time, I almost had Breck and Jacob convinced my high school had Cannabolism Day. 

Today, a few people were shocked to discover that I experienced a traumatic situatin when my family decided to leave our Amish lifestyle for the new world.  It was weird going from long skirts to pants.  Funny thing, only one person looked at my skeptically. 

I might try this one again tomorrow.  The boys are working :)

Day 104: Various Relatives Day!

Today I am to send cards to my relatives. 

Suggested things to put in my card:  Dear Mother,  thank you for bringing me into this world and for your unconditional love (using). Dear Father, thank you for conceiving me (ew) and supporting me all those years.  Dear Grandad and Grandma, thank you for being in the background creating a sense of security throughout my childhood (hmm,  wonder if this applies since one lives in St. Joe, MO and the other three live in Heaven).  Dear Aunt, I don't know you much but thanks anyhow.  Dear Uncle, the bond between us is silent but strong (ew again).  Dear Cousin, let's get married and freak everyone out (I think my cousin's 4).  Dear Distant Relative, good luck with it all.

I'm only going to send them to my parents because they're the only ones who live in this of the state. I don't want to pay the extra postage. But come to think of it, I don't have any stamps. Luckily I'm going to my parents house so I'll just use theirs.  Or maybe I'll ask my dad to get me stamps for Relative's Day!!!

Here are the cards I picked out for them

I also got confetti to add in them. I mean, who doesn't love confetti!!!

Day 103: Cleanse Your Bowels Today

Day 102: Tax Freedom Day

Today I am supposed to write to the taxman for the injustice of having to work.  Apparently, after day 102 you have made enough money to pay for your taxes and kind finally work for yourself.  Doesn't bother me.  I enjoy my 3 jobs.  I got dinner on Saturday from a fancy place, I have a whole new collection of jewelry that the first graders make me.  And yesterday, I had a 17 year old boy tell me that in a few months he'll be 18 and we can totally hook up.  He's fixing my bike.