Julia, the cat

the bitch was staring at me and she's on my lap so that puts her face like 2 inches away from mine.  and I KNOW she wants to rub her nose against my chin and proceed to rub the rest of her face against my face.  and i'm already breaking out from that mcdonalds two days ago.  and its like her nose is wet and gets my face wet and then she rubs her furry face where her wet nose just was and now I have cat snot and shedding fur around places on my face that i typically prefer to breath out of.

and so this feline looked at me and i had to cough and i didnt turn away and i ended up coughing in her face.

dont feel bad for her. she would have done the saaaammmme exact thing to me. i cant even count on all my digits (toes included) how many times my face has been the receptacle of dog/cat sneeze.

delete your face

I dont know what the deal with this guy was at church today. But I was sitting in the foyer and this guy waltzes in all late. And he asks everyone if they've handed out the sacrament yet. And I answer and say that they've handed out the bread (helpful, no?). And he sneers and says something and gets all huffy about it. I cant even remember what was said. All I know is that he was rude as fu*k. So much as to where the girl standing next to me looks and has this WTF look in her face (that I dont even really know. So its not like she was my friend and doing it for my benefit). Now I know why no one else jumped to answer his question.

Sorry dude. Its not my fault you were late to sacrament and felt the need to spread your venom. And if asshattery comes that easily to you, then you need to work on more than just getting to church on time.

UGH! WHO DOES THAT?

Yeah. So anyways, I deleted him off my friend's list. Its the new pulling off your glove and slapping your opponent in the face. But without them knowing unless they physically looked through their friend database of people who have not slapped them gloveless and seeing if you are still on it or not. I guess.

addendum. seriously, this guy was an ass. he talked to me like i was some dude he wanted to punch bc I had just slept with his girlfriend.

It seemed like the thing to do.

At work, I felt the need to do a handstand in the bathroom.

And I DID a handstand in the bathroom.

Handstands are mood lifters.
And my mood has been lifted.

I've been answering these PHONES all day today and that is not my JOB! And no one is picking up their calls so I have to be like "Can I transfer you to their voicemail?" and they are like "Well, maybe you can help me" and I want to be like UMMM NO I CANT HELP YOU BELIEVE ME I CANT WHY DONT YOU LET ME TRANSFER YOU TO THEIR VOICEMAIL AND THEN YOU CAN GO SHOOT YOURSELF? Have a Nice Day.