am i the only one?

Am I seriously the only one who saves the middle of the sandwich for the last bite? Today at lunch my coworkers just stared at me as I chewed a path around the crust of the sandwich and then made my way to the middle.

It's just a lot better I think, when one is able to enjoy the best part of the sandwich as the last bite. Think about it. The middle of the sandwich has the cheese, lettuce, tomato, bread, condiments, and meat. The edges just have the crunchy or hard crust and edges of everything else. Boo.

My way is WAY better.

more than just a bruised ego . . .

OK. I just ruined my last remaining nice possession. STUPID!

I ruined my car. Well, not exactly so it isn't functional anymore, just so it looks like sh*t now.

Let me explain. My garage is about two feet wide. Yes, that is an exaggeration, but still, it barely leaves enough room for me to open the door of my car when I'm inside. Usually to get out of the driveway in the morning I have to cut the corner short and come within an inch of damaging my front right headlight to go down the driveway. (Not that that makes any difference now . . . ) And I am prevented from having a nice turn because my roommate is usually parked so as to make a nice little "hallway" for me to snake my way through. So this morning, since no one was in the offending spot I decided to do a nice WIDE turn.

*Good idea Liz.*

Well, it turns out that it wasn't a really good idea and I heard a soft crunching noise. When I turned to look back (mortified) I saw a nice bite out of the garage doorway. And I could only imagine what I had just done to my car.

I won't lie to you, some vulgarities were used. By me. Repeatedly. I checked my car and there were some nice long scratch marks and some nice brown "bruises" along the whole right side. Brilliant. Again with the vulgarities.

So anyway, I tried to determine if the "bruises" were extra paint added ON to my car, or if they were paint taken OFF from my car. But that is yet to be determined.

One thing is for certain though. I feel like a complete idiot and will probably beat myself up for this for a long time.

super heros? super sucky!!

Can I just tell you how much I absolutely HATE that commercial for the VISA checkcard with all the super heros? You can see the commercial here. Now, the whole premise of the commercial is fine. And, honestly, it would have been a fine commercial except for ONE thing, or, actually, one line. Spiderman says "read my lips."

Let's just pause right there and let that sink in. ( . . . I hate that stupid commercial . . . )

You can't even SEE Spiderman's lips!! So WHY on God's green earth would he begin his line like that? The line is completely superfluous! Completely stupid and useless. The writers didn't even need to include it, and by including it just actually made themselves look stupid. Why can't Spiderman just say "Lady, listen up," or "Are you serious?" I mean, we're not in the Bush (1) era where the joke (so well played out by Dana Carvey on Saturday Night Live) is a slow nasally voice begging people to "read my lips, no new taxes." The "read my lips" line might have been a slight social commentary back then. Instead, here it is just a stupid line that ruins a commercial that could have at the least been acceptable.

So, in conclusion: that is a really dumb commercial and i turn the channel when I see it. Ew.

first time

it's sad when i have to re-schedule a movie date with my boyfriend so i am able to catch american idol. now, in all fairness, the boys all sang last night, and i watched them. AND i VOTED! so, if i don't watch and vote for the girls, i'm really only doing HALF of my job. stupid american idol! sucking. me. in!

so, now i am torn. i really want to see "hotel rwanda," but there is not time to do both. and now boyfriend is confused that i need to be home. bummer. we'll see though, usually i get to watch my shows. (my shows. good grief) maybe we can go to the movie tomorrow. i don't need to see the results. i can just hear about them on television without pity. wednesday shows are all filler anyway . . .